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bellabelgium) wrote2012-11-04 11:19 pm
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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. ]
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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She brings the trashcan over and pulls off the lid, setting it aside before clearing off the rest of the table and cleaning up as he picks up the pieces of the dish. ]
I didn't mean to... catch you off your guard.
[ She THINKS that's what she did. She isn't completely sure. ]
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The way his mouth twitches down - not a frown but an awkward attempt at a cover up of one that won't stay down, because, well, drinking - is probably telling. When he drops his first pile into the trash he mutters his answer and immediately spins back to the sink once it's out.]
Like that spot.
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What was that?
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...getting warm, broer?
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Maybe.
[Mumble grumble.]
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Hn.
[Sets his hands down on the counter but doesn't turn around.]
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Lower'n that.
[Definitely the wine speaking on that one.
Can I make a "Dutch courage" joke here.]no subject
Here?
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[He swallows, because for some reason that smile he can feel is hot, too.]
Almost.
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[Breathed out even though she didn't actually ask that time, arms tensing for a second as he licks his lips. Funny how they've gone this long and she'd never stumbled upon that spot - and he'd never brought it up.]
lol So I should have told you to backtag about three tags ago. OOP.
She smiles when she hits the spot, kissing it again, fingers slipping slowly down his arm as her teeth graze his skin lightly. ]