The Girl, Unintentional
Capphira sets the fork onto her crumb-covered plate as she inspects the newspaper article in her hands. Grey lifted his fork to his mouth eating his fourth piece of triple decker dark chocolate cake. "Grey, " He hesitates, and lowers the fork to his plate, questioning her with his large silver eyes gleaming. "Since I am going to the ball, you must disguise your self. Also," He takes anther bite of his cake before she handed him the particular newspaper article she was observing earlier.
He looks at the article for a brief second, then back to Capphira. "Why do I want to look at this?" The girl laughs at both his expression and question. "This is the upcoming "Jack the Ripper" case. Have you heard of it?" He nods and takes another bite of cake. "I usually have my ear to the ground when it comes to anything that upsets her majesty. Apparently, some stranger kidnaps young girls and kills her with a long rod of some sorts."
"Like your sword?" He looks to her with a smile, before replying with a small scoff. "Are you saying I'm a suspect, Capphira?" She smirks while resting her head in her hand. "Maybe. You can't trust anybody with these types of cases, Mister Grey." Grey starts to chuckle a bit before plopping the newspaper onto the table when a certain red signet caught his eye. "That's her majesty's signet," He says still looking at the ripped latter. "May I?" She points to his plate. "Give me your cake." He laughs and obliges.
"Fiiiiiiine, here. Now," Grey collects the newspaper into his hands as he reads the rest of the article. "why should you and I be enjoying ourselves at a ball when there is a potential murderer on the loose?" Capphira regained her usual composure and crossed her legs as she spoke, "That ball, " She emphasized each word, though not by syllable. "is where our potential murderer lurks. Viscount of Druitt's alibi's and such add up to that our killer. Also, " She stands up and walks to Grey, her countenance screaming mischief. She bends down, her nose touching the Earl's. "we should both enjoy ourselves for once, Earl. Instead of just teasing other, " She leaned towards his ear, her lips moving upon it. "something really should happen, now shouldn't it?"
His hands immediately sprang to her cheekbones as he captured her lips longingly in a kiss. Her hand reached up to his cheek as he broke away and kissed her palm, then her wrist, then up her arm until he hungrily lapped and nipped at her neck while he urged her to climb into her lap. "G-Grey...ah..." She stuttered. "We mustn't..." But as she trailed off, Grey smirked and looked at her lovingly. "You started iiiiiit~ You know I can't stop once I staaaaaart~" He kissed her again, with more force this time.
A small, quiet knock with a high-pitched murmur was heard as the lovers immediately untangled themselves from each other when suddenly Elizabeth entered the room.
"Are either are you two busy?"
"No, my lady."
Another truthful day at the Midford manor.