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Bruges was content to pass the time simply enjoying her company, now spent from their endeavour, and would have happily fallen asleep at her side for some time had she not been as alert as she seemed to be. He closed his eyes and smiled as she kissed his face, and he felt somewhat relieved that she wasn't going to hate on him for doing what he'd done to her. It surprised him, of course, to find that she'd allowed a complete stranger to do such a thing to her, for the first time- but then again, Bruges hadn't really known his first mistress either...But weren't women supposed to be more emotionally attached to their cherries than men?

Regardless, he was charmed by the warmth in her low, quiet voice, and he placed a kiss on her cheek. "Bruges." He said, and pulled back to regard her then. Surprise- she actually did talk. All he had to do was seduce her in order to get her to say something. "And you?" He asked- though part of him wondered if she'd keep that tidbit of information to herself, or if he'd have to work it out of her somehow.