Fireplace

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Raven stayed at the fireplace for about four hours now writing in her journal, Duncan saw this and came up behind her. "My dear, you need to take a break, you ate breakfast, you need to eat lunch you've been writing for four hours now." Raven stopped writing and looked up at Duncan. "Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't know it was that time." Raven said closing her journal and putting her pen up.

"Don't apologize hon, now eat please and take a small break." Duncan said placing a plate of food on her lap. "You enjoying the fire?" Duncan asked watching her eat. Raven nodded her head as she put her feet up on the chair, Duncan chuckled as she sat cross crossed in the chair with how small she is.

"I can see that you're enjoying the fire." Duncan smiled being amused of how she is sitting in the chair. Raven continued to eat the plate of food that Duncan made her. "Tell me Little Raven, what have you been writing about this time, you haven't stopped writing, please do tell me what came out of that pretty little head of yours?" Duncan asked he stares at Raven as she finished her food and handed Duncan her journal.

"It's best if you read it, and you'll understand what I'm writing about." Raven said putting her plate in the sink, she headed back to the chair that she was sitting only to see Duncan sitting in the chair. "You can always sit in my lap dear." Raven blushed slightly as his suggestion, but she sat down on the couch where Duncan sat down at.

"No I'm good thank you, I'll sit down on the couch." Raven did as she told him, Duncan chuckled with a mischievous smiled on his face as he continued to read her story. "I like this story of the captain falling in love with the ocean nymph, but I couldn't help, but wonder if you really wish that someone could do that to you?" Duncan got up from the chair and leaned over Raven.

"What do you mean, what part did you read?" Raven reached for her journal, but Duncan started to tease her not letting her get her journal, Raven continued to try to get the journal away from Duncan, he was too quick for her. He opened to a page where there were parts of romance, passion, and love making. Duncan began to read the page to Raven, she immediately blushed as Duncan began to read it.

"Do you wish someone could wrap you in their arms and deflower you, Little Raven? Cause with a pretty mind of yours, I believe that if you write something like that again, I might have a few ideas in hand already." Duncan said placing the journal and own on the table. He got closer to Raven seeing how red she is, it was cute to see this young lady in black being flirted with a fifty five year old assassin.

"Please don't Duncan, you're old enough to be a father." Raven said looking away from him, Duncan placed his thumb and index finger on her chin, making her look up at him. "My dear, I might be old enough to be your father, but I promise you...I know how to fuck like a wolf in your description." Raven blushed as red as a cherry, She couldn't believe he read the smutt part of the dance story she was writing.

"You really want tto get fucked in a library?" Duncan whispered in her ear in a low and husky voice. "I...I...I....rrrmmm~ you're making me lose my words!" Raven got all flustered and shy as Duncan speaks. "Little Raven is having trouble speaking? How adorable..." Duncan leaned over closed enough to her lips, she closed her eyes.

"Thats a good girl." Duncan tilted her head to look at him. "I'm not your good girl." Raven said, she knows something is about to happen. "You really think I was going to kiss you Little Raven?" Duncan moved away from her, she looked at him still with a flustered face. "Sorry...ummm thank you for lunch by the way." Raven picke duo her plate and started to go to the kitchen.

"Hold on there Little Raven, you need to do something before you leave." Duncan said with a stern voice. "I'm wanting you to stay here, and I want to know what you're writing by the fire." Duncan said looking at her journal. "I'm just writing a story about a crow and a dove falling in love. People say that the darkness doesn't seem to be full of light, but once there's darkness there's also light." Raven said looking up at Duncan.

"That is true Little one, what's the Dove's name in your story you're writing?" Duncan asked tilting her head up. "Winter and the Crows's name is Raoul, they met at a winter's ball he wore black and she wore a white dress that flow in the air." Raven explained about the story, Duncan felt amused to hear the story that she is writing.

"Take a break of your creativity, now then come on, the others are waiting for you to join us, don't worry Le Chiffre has a game tonight and a meeting, and Hannibal won't be home, and with Nigel he has a Night club to look after, and for me I work later which means I get to see you all day." Duncan says in a dominating tone, Raven could hear the dominating tone in his voice.

"Of course you're gonna have to use that tone of voice when it comes to me. Have you ever had a girl in your presence before?" She asked him, he crossed his arms, leaning over her. "I've been with many many women before. You are the one that needs to be watched after." Duncan looks down at her. "I don't need to be watched-" before she could speak Duncan placed his lips on her lips. "Yes you do Little Raven, now can you please be a good little thing and...sit by the fire."

Raven sat by the fire as Duncan ordered, and she went back to writing more of her story. "I'll get you once when Hannibal is done with dinner okay Little Raven." Duncan placed his hands in her hair feeling how soft it feels.

"Alright, I'll be in the library by the fireplace. I'll be done with the second chapter of it." She smiled up at Duncan, feeling his fingers through her hair. "What are you planning on doing?" Raven asked. "I don't know yet, but...I can stay here with you and enjoy your company."

Duncan sat down next to Raven, watching her write and listening to her story and how creative her mind is, she expresses herself through her writings and her imagination. Duncan chuckles as she speaks about her stories.

Duncan looks at her story that she is writing and smiled at her, seeing her all focused. "I love how focused you are when it comes to writing, and putting every detail into it." He said, placing his arm around her shoulder. "Thank you."

Raven and Duncan both sat by the fireplace together, a few more hours went by, Raven fell asleep on Duncan. Looking down at the small figure, Raven is asleep on his chest. "She's asleep." Duncan whispered to Le Chiffre who's standing at the door way. "I know she is, well let her sleep her creativity must have tired her out especially that walk with Hannibal and Nigel." Le Chiffre said looking over to see Raven asleep.

"She's quite adorable when she's sleeping." Le Chiffre brushed her hair with his fingers gently. "That she is, well we can leave her here and wake her up when dinner is ready." Duncan said getting up and placing a pillow under her head, taking the journal and the book out of her hands, and placing them on the coffee table in front of them.

"I agree, come how we'll leave the little Raven alone...until dinner." The two men left Raven for her nap, Le Chiffre and Duncan went to the kitchen where Hannibal is cooking.

"Where's Little Raven?" Nigel asked sitting down at the table. "She's asleep on the couch, we will wake her up once when dinner is done." Le Chiffre said, patting Nigel on the shoulder. "She's been asleep when she was writing and reading." Le Chiffre said.

"Seems like our little darling has been keeping herself occupied." Hannibal said as he cooks the meat on a pan. "That she did, let her sleep I'll wake her up once dinner is done." Le Chiffre said, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Why should you wake her up? Let her wake up on her own." Duncan debated. "Let the young darling wake up on her own regards." Nigel responded.

"I say...let Little Raven have her sleep, I'll wake her up with her plate on the coffee table, and I'll make her a drink to her finest." Hannibal remarked placing their plates in front of them. "I'll make Little Raven a plate and a drink."

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