The Silence of the Corridor
The hush of the passageway appeared to grow deeper as the three entered Leon's private rooms. Rias hummed ahead of them, her humming soft and soothing, while Leon and Aria trailed behind them—fingers touching lightly, an unspoken closeness passing between them.
Leon closed the door to his room open and beckoned them in. As both women crossed into the room, he shut the door behind them with a faint click, the fire from the hearth dancing warmly along the stone walls.
As the weighty door closed, Leon spun around with a smile and flung out his arms. "My lovely wifeys," he murmured in a low, joking voice. He drew both of them into a loose hug, his voice vibrating softly against their ears. "So… what do you desire tonight? My love? My Warmth? Or… my mischief?"
Rias threw her head back, her laughter sparkling in her blood-red eyes. "All of the above is tempting to hell." she provoked, her voice dripping with teasing challenge.
