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D'aww, I love these two.
She found such complete contentment being there by his side, and she couldn’t quite even put a finger on exactly why that was so. Similar in the way that Clover had become a beautiful accessory to the King’s chamber, the Boss himself was the girl’s own eye candy. He was there within her presence - so near, and yet just out of grasp. Within the Salsolan family, Sirius was unattainable. Still, she found pleasure in merely being able to aid him. If she could not keep him, she would at least delight her senses with his presence.
Darkened ears turned slightly at the sound of his voice, turning to collect its entire thick, honey-richness she so loved. Anything for you, love, she responded to his request, stooping so that she might set his precious mirror aside before her fingers went to work at his back. Sirius readjusted his position amongst the magnificent throne as Clover moved a step closer. Her pale gaze lingered upon the marking of their family situated between both shoulder blades, before her fingers found the knot he had gestured to and gently began to knead away the tenderness.
You must have been very busy today, she commented, alluding to the hard work he had spoken of that most likely had caused the pain she worked at now. It was easy to feel where the tension had formed in his shoulder, but Clover decided to avoid the area for the moment. She knew that sometimes a knot in the shoulder blade could be caused by tight muscles in the neck, and so her fingers worked their way to the scalenes and continued their massage there.
The scent she had grown so used to, as it was very much apparent in his chamber, was strong on him. Sirius’ male musk was Clover’s own aromatherapy, and she smiled simply at the crown of his head while her fingers worked. Her pursuit of becoming the family’s Ancella perhaps had become more persistent only because of what it granted her; she had found that she had begun to enjoy being in the King’s own chamber possibly more than her own.
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