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[rocksforbrains]

[Okay, there's something about her voice like that that's more of a turn on than usual. He tries to stay focused, eyes staying at the floor...after a quick glance up. Damn, she's hot.]

I have a favor to ask of you, your majesty. I'll do anything for it.

[klutziness]

[It's really hard for Rikku not to wiggle her toes or anything. This is pretty exciting, alright. She feels like the Al Bhed princess she technically is (though she'd never actually hold that over anyone's head). The blonde leans forward slightly, brows arched.]

What favor is that?

[rocksforbrains]

[Wait, Santo didn't think that far in advance. His eyes dart side to side, gears turning as he tries to come up with something appropriately medieval.]

Uh, I need. Um. Fffarm...land. Farm land! Yeah! Lots of farm land.

[klutziness]

[She waits patiently, trying not to squirm again.]

Farm land? How much?

[rocksforbrains]

[Shit what do they measure farm land in again? Oh right.]

Uh, five acres. Your highness.

[klutziness]

[She puts on a show of thinking about it.]

And how will you pay?

[rocksforbrains]

[Since his head is bowed, he can allow himself a little smirk.]

In any way you desire, your highness.

[klutziness]

[She uncrosses her legs and leans forward a little.]

Surprise me.

[rocksforbrains]

["Surprise me"? Santo looks down as he mouths the words, trying to run what he could do over in his head. It was harder to actually thinking about romantic and stuff instead of just going direct. What would fit in this situation?

After a few seconds, Santo carefully takes Rikku's foot in his hands and begins taking of her shoes.]

Maybe a foot rub?

[klutziness]

[Her eyes light up.]

That sounds great! [A beat.] I mean. Go ahead.

[rocksforbrains]

[He snickers a little at the slip-up as his hands softly - or as soft as he gets anyway - start to rub at a foot, massaging her lovingly for a few seconds before he suddenly leans down to kiss the top of it.]

[klutziness]

[A little roughness in a foot massage never hurt anyone. Rikku's lounging back, enjoying it--until she sits up and wiggles her toes after that kiss. A pause.]

Do that again.

[rocksforbrains]

Sure thi-uh, as you wish, your highness.

[His lips brush over her skin again, this time leaving a trail of small kisses up and along her toes.]

[klutziness]

[Now it's really hard for her not to giggle.]

Great. I mean, good job.