Liliana's Office, Thursday

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Now that Halloween was over, it was time to focus on the next major holiday. No, not Thanksgiving, don't be ridiculous. Liliana's birthday. There were so many ways to celebrate and she really should pick one. Or two. Okay, probably no more than three.

But which ones?

...And if Fandom turned her into a child for it again, she was going to invite the entire Cult of Rakdos to the island as punishment.

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Even a foodie like Ignis knew the real standout celebration of the month. Truly.

Naturally, a trip to Japan for his class earlier would also have him whipping up some unique takes on sushi, but also some other bites inspired by both the locale, fall flavors, and, of course, color scheme.

And so there was a brief knock on the door before Ignis was letting himself in with all his inspired new recipehs and a soft smile on his face.

"Hello, my love," he said. "I come bearing sustenence."

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"Wonderful," Liliana declared. "I was practically wasting away already."

She waited for him to set the food down on the desk before reaching for his hands to tug him in for a long kiss. "There," she breathed. "Much better."

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"You may have noticed," Ignis didn't pull himself away from that kiss hardly at all, although one hand did, briefly, leave Liliana's to gesture toward what he'd set down, with a grin on his face that was entirely her fault and that he was certain she would gladly claim that blame for, "I also brought food."

But they'd get to that...eventually. For the moment, he was far more interested in leaning in to close that gap between them with another lingering kiss.

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Gladly.

"So noted," she murmured, nor bothering to look. Her attention was firmly focused on something far more important, thank you. But she was perching on her desk, to better bring him in to her for that aforementioned lingering kiss. "I'm sure that will be relevant eventually."

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Also so much better for his arms to wrap around her, after another brief detour of his hand to brush his fingers against her cheek.

"Eventually?" Ignis asked, in a slight drawl with a lift of his brow. "Haven't lost your appetite, now, darling, have you?"

Funny. Despite the words, he certainly didn't sound all that concerned...

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And for her to wrap a leg around his in return, tilting her face to brush a kiss over his fingers.

"Oh, I most certainly haven't," she said with a laugh. He knew the one. "And it's up to you to satisfy all of them."

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Oh, the one that spread a warm fullness into his chest whenever he heard it? The one that never failed to tug the corner of his lips in a way even more rare than all the others? The one that pulled him out of too much stillness and quiet? The most glorious music to ever grace his ears, especially when he could be so lucky as to be the one orchestrating it?

That laugh?

And there were many things Ignis could say, in response, but when he did speak, he realized he only needed one dimple, efficient word, murmured against her throat because he did so hate to let time be wasted.

"Always," he said, burying his kisses into her neck and his fingers into the small of her back in the voracious pursuit of his own appetite as well.

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"Eternity," Liliana sighed in agreement, head lolling backwards to invite still more of those kisses, the sting of his teeth, the velvet of his tongue. Her own hands lost themselves in his hair, keeping him near even when she knew he had no intentions of moving away.

And rewarded him with another one of those exact laughs, as his lips grazed over a particularly sensitive spot on her throat.

"This feels like it's shaping up to be a very slow and leisurely repast," she added, the heel of her boot dragging down the back of his thigh. "One to be savored."