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[ It's growing darker and darker outside her window as the sun slowly starts to sink low behind the roofs of houses and beyond the horizon. It's cold out, she can see the trees almost looking as though they're shivering in the cold. Her garden hasn't been winterized either-- he's gonna kill her for that.

Or at least he would if he would get here already. She understands that he had an emergency meeting to attend to but he's LATE and the food is getting cold and the candles are gonna go out and she's getting more and more nervous about her gift for him and, well-- she can't remember the last time she was like this for Sinterklaas. ]

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[ Well he can still sip it even if she's refilling his glass! Either way, she's refilling her glass as well and setting the bottle down, chuckling softly as he leans closer, a sheen of curiosity in his eyes. She looks over with a smile, sitting back comfortable as she swirls the wine in her glass, crossing one leg over the other and folding her free arm over herself. ]

Well for one, there's dessert.

[ The way the word leaves her lips is almost teasing, as though THAT could mean another other than something sweet after dinner. ]

I also got you a gift and I dressed my bed with the warmest, comfiest bed set I could find. So I sincerely hope you didn't have anything planned for tomorrow.

[ She flashes him a smile before bringing her glass to her lips, kissing the rim as she takes a slow, deliberate sip, eyes never leaving his face. ]

[Even if he wasn't well on his way to drunk his eyes would snap straight down as she crosses her legs. So he's trying to catch a peek, what of it. It's just them, no reason to act like that's not exactly what he's doing. To his credit it doesn't take long for him to meet her eyes again. The way she says dessert helps. He raises a brow. Dessert, huh.

Of course then she's talking about gifts and he takes to that just as eagerly. The bed he can take or leave - that's her thing -

... um.

Well then.]

I - not like. [He licks his lips and takes a second to recover, props his head against his hand.] Just sex.

[ She laughs into her glass at his response, setting her cup down with a sweet look, fond and loving. ]

Just sex all day tomorrow or what?

[ She might be able to swing that. She doesn't have anywhere to be tomorrow. And a good night may as well lead into a good morning as well. ]

....

[There's a pause while he actually thinks about it. Mm. Mmmmm. Shrug.]

Prob'ly not. Depends.

Edited (because angry.gif) 2012-12-17 14:44 (UTC)

Yeah? Depends on what?

[Another shrug and he starts playing with the stem of his wine glass.]

If we - [can? get sidetracked? go back to sleep? have breakfast? go ice skating?] - wanna. I guess.

[ She laughs softly, smiling as she sips her wine. ]

You know I'm just teasing you, right? I just want to bum around and relax with you tonight. That's all.

[Hey! Huff. It's no laughing matter here. He actually looks slightly put out and there is a pun here and I am not going to make it.]

Ah - yeah.

[Wow he is an awkward individual about sex with her, even after this long.]

[ She laughs before leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. He'll always be a little awkward about it but she doesn't mind it. She's come to accept that it's always gonna be that way. But he's never awkward about the actual act, which is all that really matters in the end.

She gets up after she kisses him, starting to clear off dishes and clean up a little. ]

Would you like dessert now or would you rather wait a little while?

[ They did eat a lot. ]

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assuming she's wearing a skirt :V

She's always wearing a skirt.

MY POWER WENT OUT LAST NIGHT.

Lame. ;_;

it did again last night AEP what are you doing

Ew. Tell it to stoooop.

Pretty sure they've gotten that repeatedly at this point.

I bet. Time to backtag, yo!