[There's a teasing quip she could make at that; a flippant joke about him not wanting sex for once. But then that quiet expression falls over him and she waits, reaching up to cup his jaw when he finally speaks.]
Yeah. [A smile.] Yeah, it is. You're too special to me for it not to be.
[He hadn't realized he'd been holding his breath until it came out in a whoosh, a soft laugh accompanying it as he lifted a hand to cup over one of hers on his face.]
Well then. I've nothing to worry about, have I. And the room's ours for the whole night -- and the next day. Didn't want to rush anything.
[If they weren't in the water, his wings would be coming out to enfold her along with his arms. Wet feathers, however, were unpleasant enough that his inner self kept that from happening.]
[At this rate, they really would start to prune, but she isn't too bothered. Right now she's just enjoying the warmth and comfort of his arms around her, wings or no wings.]
[He would, eventually, move to get the body wash, but he'd also take his time cleaning her. And drying her. And carrying her back out to the bed to make love to her again. And again. And again until the sun peeked through the gaps in the curtains to paint the floor and they finally fell asleep in an entangled, exhausted mess of limbs.]
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[He always did. Especially with her. Smiling back down at her, he leaned in and gave her forehead a soft kiss.]
I'd like that. It's odd, but I don't feel like I'm in any rush to do much of anything at the moment. I--
[A quiet look of reflection on his face, his eyes focusing on hers.]
You're staying, yes? With me? This is... beyond tonight?
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Yeah. [A smile.] Yeah, it is. You're too special to me for it not to be.
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Well then. I've nothing to worry about, have I. And the room's ours for the whole night -- and the next day. Didn't want to rush anything.
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[There's a teasing if affectionate lilt to her voice there, a smile breaking out across her face.]
You know, I think I'd prefer a night in to dancing, anyhow.
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[He dragged her hand to his mouth, pressing a kiss to her palm and keeping his eyes on her, that not yet named feeling glowing softly in his eyes.]
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[Said easily as she watches him back, a sweet smile and gentle look in her eyes as she watches him back with that same emotion.]
So. Want to grab that body wash over there?
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[Nevertheless, she waded in closer towards him, pressing her front right against his chest to embrace him.]
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[Yes, Chloe. Your new boyfriend was a sap.]
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She presses a kiss against his chest before resting her cheek against him.]
I'll try my best to make it worthwhile.
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[If they weren't in the water, his wings would be coming out to enfold her along with his arms. Wet feathers, however, were unpleasant enough that his inner self kept that from happening.]
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[At this rate, they really would start to prune, but she isn't too bothered. Right now she's just enjoying the warmth and comfort of his arms around her, wings or no wings.]
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