its_not_tuesday: (Eyebrow really?)
Alistair Theirin ([personal profile] its_not_tuesday) wrote2011-03-26 12:30 pm

it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes (closed to Jo)


continued from here.


"That's very merciful of you." He dug his room key out of his pocket as they walked down the hallway, and finally reached the room number that was his. "Now remember, you said no peeking," he warned, giving her a narrow-eyed look, hands poised to unlock and open the door.

[identity profile] its-not-tuesday.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just a bit, perhaps?" He chuckled softly, continuing to run his fingers lightly through her hair, separating the tangles.

[identity profile] buy-me-dinner.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably more than a bit." She admitted with a chuckle, her eyes drifting closed again as he continued to play with her hair.

[identity profile] its-not-tuesday.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm? Well, possibly." He was still smirking a little as she settled back in, his fingers keeping up the steady pressure across her scalp and gentle teasing through her hair.

[identity profile] buy-me-dinner.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, if she could, she really would be purring right about now. Letting out a little sigh, she listened to the sound of his heartbeat going steadily beneath her ear. It wasn't long before she found herself drifting with a content little smile.

[identity profile] its-not-tuesday.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Alistair let himself drift for a while, but eventually he woke up with a bit of a crick in his neck. Yawning, he shifted Jo in his arms and picked her up with ease, rather sleepily carrying her to the bed instead.

[identity profile] buy-me-dinner.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can walk." She mumbled a little bit but she certainly didn't mind being carried. There was something kind of sweet about it and it made her melt a little as she let him continue.

[identity profile] its-not-tuesday.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"No point in both of us walking," he murmured back to her, carefully laying her down on the bed and all but plopping onto the mattress beside her.

[identity profile] buy-me-dinner.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"And I seriously don't think I could carry you." She chuckled, shifting onto her side so that she could wrap an arm around his middle.

[identity profile] its-not-tuesday.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am a bit on the heavy side," Alistair quipped, yawning and tugging her close enough to snuggle.

[identity profile] buy-me-dinner.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably best to let you do the carrying." She agreed, snuggling into his side as she battled back a small yawn.

[identity profile] its-not-tuesday.livejournal.com 2011-04-14 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"My pleasure," he replied around another yawn, running his fingers lightly up and down her back.

[identity profile] buy-me-dinner.livejournal.com 2011-04-15 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
She gave him a little nuzzle in response because her mind was covered with the foggy need for sleep. She was gone a couple moments later.