Option B
WHO: Leviathan, Zero
WHAT: A weekend is best spent in the company of loved ones. So there is a movie to be watched, popcorn to be eaten, chat to be chatted, and hair to be played with.
WHEN: October 4th, 2008 - Evening
WHERE: Leviathan's House
WARNINGS: Nothing graphic, but they make out, and it gets pretty steamy.
It didn't take much to persuade her brothers to let her and Zero occupy the den by themselves for the night. Her father was fine with it (and actually seemed pleased that his adopted daughter was finally dating), and when Fefnir began his threats as a potential pest, Leviathan told him it was fine, but she and Zero were going to start making out even if all three of them stood around gawking.
He sheepishly let it drop, and she got her way.
Of course, Zero was still stuck watching "Sense and Sensibility" with his Jane Austen-loving girlfriend, so she'd sweetened the deal with some homemade popcorn (none of this microwaveable garbage), sodas, and a hairbrush.
"I'm pretty lucky," she smiled, Zero's shoulders between her knees as she sat on the couch, letting him take the pillows to the floor so he could be nice and comfortable while she groomed him. "Most guys don't take such good care of their hair. It's all frizzy and ratty when they let it grow long. Yours is so soft and silky. What kind of conditioner do you use?" Her fingers drew up the crown of golden hair, brushing against the sides of his neck as she gently combed out the ends. She loved the way it cascaded so easily through her hands, and it smelled good to boot.
WHAT: A weekend is best spent in the company of loved ones. So there is a movie to be watched, popcorn to be eaten, chat to be chatted, and hair to be played with.
WHEN: October 4th, 2008 - Evening
WHERE: Leviathan's House
WARNINGS: Nothing graphic, but they make out, and it gets pretty steamy.
It didn't take much to persuade her brothers to let her and Zero occupy the den by themselves for the night. Her father was fine with it (and actually seemed pleased that his adopted daughter was finally dating), and when Fefnir began his threats as a potential pest, Leviathan told him it was fine, but she and Zero were going to start making out even if all three of them stood around gawking.
He sheepishly let it drop, and she got her way.
Of course, Zero was still stuck watching "Sense and Sensibility" with his Jane Austen-loving girlfriend, so she'd sweetened the deal with some homemade popcorn (none of this microwaveable garbage), sodas, and a hairbrush.
"I'm pretty lucky," she smiled, Zero's shoulders between her knees as she sat on the couch, letting him take the pillows to the floor so he could be nice and comfortable while she groomed him. "Most guys don't take such good care of their hair. It's all frizzy and ratty when they let it grow long. Yours is so soft and silky. What kind of conditioner do you use?" Her fingers drew up the crown of golden hair, brushing against the sides of his neck as she gently combed out the ends. She loved the way it cascaded so easily through her hands, and it smelled good to boot.