Happy when it rains...
[Morning of Thursday, June 18]
The rain's taken a turn for the steady; I can hear it drumming down, bouncing off roof and window. Waking up is a slow and drifting thing, curled up under the blankets with Iago's breath warm on the back of my neck, and I can't think of a damn reason worth moving or even opening my eyes.
I feel better than I have in days. Slept sweet and deep until late afternoon on Wednesday--it's so easy to slip back to a nightjar schedule, it really is--went down to the Miskatonic to get a sandwich and coffee and watch the rain through the windows, dropped in to thank Kate for the nail and promise her more details later, and went by the Tavern. I think I startled Iago--something about the giddiness, and all the half-day-old scrapes and bruises. I didn't actually get to explaining much of anything. Just telling him that I was fine, really, and I had to tell him about a charm I'd worked, and I think that was about when I got his shirt off and he got me up against the wall and that was a lovely way to spend the night with the rain coming down outside.
I'm definitely awake now, the easy wakefulness that comes from being sated on sleep rather than from needing to get up and do something, and I lace my fingers through his. I'll need to piece out things for him later, details and questions, but for now I can just lie against him, perfectly content in the moment and warm in his arms.
"Morning, cariad," I say softly as he stirs.
[Open to Iago]
[Closed - continues here]
[These two? In private? Adult content probably oh so damn well ahead. O.o ]
The rain's taken a turn for the steady; I can hear it drumming down, bouncing off roof and window. Waking up is a slow and drifting thing, curled up under the blankets with Iago's breath warm on the back of my neck, and I can't think of a damn reason worth moving or even opening my eyes.
I feel better than I have in days. Slept sweet and deep until late afternoon on Wednesday--it's so easy to slip back to a nightjar schedule, it really is--went down to the Miskatonic to get a sandwich and coffee and watch the rain through the windows, dropped in to thank Kate for the nail and promise her more details later, and went by the Tavern. I think I startled Iago--something about the giddiness, and all the half-day-old scrapes and bruises. I didn't actually get to explaining much of anything. Just telling him that I was fine, really, and I had to tell him about a charm I'd worked, and I think that was about when I got his shirt off and he got me up against the wall and that was a lovely way to spend the night with the rain coming down outside.
I'm definitely awake now, the easy wakefulness that comes from being sated on sleep rather than from needing to get up and do something, and I lace my fingers through his. I'll need to piece out things for him later, details and questions, but for now I can just lie against him, perfectly content in the moment and warm in his arms.
"Morning, cariad," I say softly as he stirs.
[Open to Iago]
[Closed - continues here]
[These two? In private? Adult content probably oh so damn well ahead. O.o ]