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[stumbledfromtheashes]

[Oh... He catches her by surprise, startling a soft laugh out of her as his arm slides around her waist and she’s pulled flush against him. She moans against his lips and responds in kind, kissing him back just as hard

Creators, she does enjoy kissing him.

She is a little breathless when they finally part.] Yes I am. And I make no guarantees on my behaviour. [But she supposes she can a little. If nothing else so they can make it through dinner.]

[happiertimes]

[Maker, he could get lost in kissing, holding, teasing, listening to her. A part of him is worried that should either of them leave, he would no longer enjoy her as he can now. Which is a good portion of the reason he's refused to let his doubts win when it comes to their current position.

However, his desire to not make their relationship into a public spectacle is still very much alive and well. He is careful to take her arm again in his and starts walking.]

I would have no you other way, if I am perfectly honest. [Changing her isn't on the program, thanks. THe good news is that the cafe is actually right up on their left and he sighs under his breath in relief.] The food here is decent, nothing extravagant, but better than average.

[He eats here a lot, okay? As is evident when one of the waitresses waves at him and holds up two fingers.]

[stumbledfromtheashes]

[Iona gives him a warm, pleased smile at that.]

I am very glad to hear it.

[Her arm curled around his, she leans into him gently, pressing her shoulder against his.]

I look forward to trying it.

[She hides a smile of amusement as the waitress clearly recognizes him. He eats here a lot. At least she now knows a good place to get food from if she wants to surprise Cullen with dinner. (Although she’s just as likely to surprise him with food from someplace new to the both of them.)]

[happiertimes]

[It's not as if he has the space to cook for himself. Or even really the ability to do so. Simple meals are fine at the canteen, but if he wants actual meals that will make up for the fact that he works as hard as he does, the cafe is a great place to go.

And now his not-so-secret shame is exposed to the woman he loves and she doesn't seem to mind it so much, he relaxes himself as he pulls out a chair for her at a table nearest the end of the restaurant's patio.]

I'm not sure what you would like, but I believe I've had a great deal of the menu.

[Talk of food is safe. And appropriate fore company here.]

I don't think it's up to Dorian's standards however.