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[personal profile] earps 2019-08-20 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ And he's there for her right as she'd known he would be, that continued idle motion of his fingers playing out the sensations until she collapses bonelessly beside him, sated and lightly sweaty; she can't find it in her to succumb any kind of energy yet, but she doesn't have to move for a while beyond where she tucks into his chest, seeking out the warmth she doesn't really need when she's been worked up to this degree.

She lets her eyes fall shut for a few moments, mostly refocusing on the slowing of her breathing, letting herself even out while she curls close for that cuddle she might secretly crave after all. It's like they're both spent from it even though he's more distantly removed from his unraveling, and she hums lightly in response to his question, chuckling from behind shuttered eyes. ]


Mmhmm. [ Finally, she tips her head back to bring him into her view through a half-lidded gaze; he's lightly bathed in the rays of rising sun spilling through the curtains into the room, and she brings their mouths together for a soft press before curving her body flush to his, fingertips tracing over the design inked into his chest. ] You know, I wouldn't say no to waking up like that every day.
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[personal profile] earps 2019-08-28 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She might be in prime cuddle mode right now, but she's fully awake, merely closer to basking to the peace that falls over them afterward, the quiet of the early morning that has yet to be broken by the sound of smaller footsteps on the farmhouse's main staircase or someone opening and closing cupboards in search of that last box of Pop-Tarts that's been sequestered away. A soft sigh leaves her in that silence, while she takes a moment to recover herself, and she can faintly hear the sound of his heartbeat slowing right alongside her own. ]

You wouldn't? [ It's a tease, of course, as so much of their exchanges tend to be, remarks couched in humor and clever repartee; she fully acknowledges the ridiculousness of her suggestion with a soft curving of her mouth, docking her chin against the side of his chest as he squints in her direction. ]

Oh, well, next time I'll put a reminder on your phone. Make sure you know exactly when and where it'll be coming. Or when you'll be.