Stubbornness Can Only Get You So Far Sept 7, 2011 6:38:03 GMT -5
Post by Caitrin de Archer on Sept 7, 2011 6:38:03 GMT -5
Caitrin enjoyed a challenge, it made the art of flirting a lot more interesting. When the man gave in after a few teases it was incredibly boring, and just showed he had no imagination. She was sure that Richard did not desire her, well not yet anyway, and he showed no willingness to react to her teases, he could at least give her something to work with couldn’t he?
An overexaggered sigh left Caitrin’s mouth as Richard told her he was not there to have fun. Honestly, why was he making this so difficult? Caitrin knew many men at court who would have given half their fortunes to be in this intimate situation with her, and this man was just wasting their time together by being serious; annoyingly so. “Why are you being so serious?” She asked him, furrowing her brow at him.
Caitrin was satisfied, smugly so, as she caught Richard’s gaze wander to her chest. Every man had a weak point, it was just finding it and exploiting it. Usually Caitrin could only do this through words, after all, it was unseemly to lay your hands upon nobles at court after such a short acquaintance and Caitrin didn’t want to get a name for herself, she did after all eventually have to find a husband. She pressed her lips together as Richard looked away from her, it didn’t matter that he was now looking away, he had looked in the first place and that was the important thing. It showed Caitrin that he could act as high and mighty as he wanted but at the end of the day he was just like any other man, he probably just wasn’t used to a beautiful woman beside him.
Caitrin now sat up next to Richard, pulling up the shoulder of her dress which had slipped down as she had been lying on the bed; bloody thing, she would have to tighten the hem when she finally got back home. She looked back to Richard, whose gaze seemed fixed on the floor; well that was hardly interesting was it? Caitrin leaned closer towards Richard and bit her lip softly, just because she could, “We’ll be sitting for a long time.” She pointed out, her eyes slightly widening as she cocked her head at Richard. She lifted a finger and ran it down the top part of his arm, lifting it as she reached his elbow; it was only a small touch, she just wanted to see how he would react.
All of this, in Caitrin’s eyes, was a waste of time anyway. She would not be persuaded to go back with Richard because she had already decided that, and once Caitrin had made her mind up about something it was usually hard to shift her from her way of thinking. Once her finger had been lifted from the fabric of Richard’s shirt she stared in front of her before pressing her lips together, “I’m still not going anywhere with you, just so you know.” Even if he did bend to her flirts she still wouldn’t go anywhere with him, why should she?
Notes: Nope she still hasn’t seen the one shot, clearly