mad_muses july prompt set 1.3.2 [Even I have my limits]
The yelp of pain startled Cain Callahan as he looked up sharply from where he was focused on reading a book that he had bought in Vegas. Sounds of pain wasn't something he was used to hearing around his house and so he instantly worried as he quickly pushed back the blankets, sliding out of bed. "Claire?" He called, hurrying towards the bathroom.
"Ow ow ow." Claire was muttering to herself when he entered. There was a look of pain on her face as she kept a hand pressed to her leg, her nose wrinkled a little as she looked up at him. "What?"
"What are you doing?" He demanded, placing his hands on his hips.
"I'm waxing my legs." She looked at him like 'Duh'.
"Why the hell are you doing that?" He looked at her legs, looking confused now. Why hadn't he noticed that she waxed her legs? Her skin was always smooth and soft but was that really because of the waxing?
Claire looked at her new husband, arching a brow at him as he looked completely mystified by the idea she was waxing. Did he think her legs were just magically smooth and hairless? "Why are you lookingat me like that, yo?" Sometimes she liked to tack on the last word randomly and it often got him to roll his eyes.
Which he did right on cue in reaction to her mocking his use of certain words. "I've never seen you wax your legs in all the time we've been together."
"I usually do it when you're gone." She shrugged a little as she grabbed a wax strip, pressing it between her hands before rubbing.
He watched her with interest as she did so, wondering what the purpose of doing that was. She peeled the strips apart then, setting one aside before laying the second one over her leg. Rubbing her palm over the strip, she took in a small breath before pressing a hand to her skin and grabbing the strip with her other hand.
When she ripped up the strip and yelped, he couldn't help but laugh which got him a glare. "What?"
"Why are you laughing?" She huffed, tossing the strip in the garbage before grabbing the other one.
"It's just kind of funny, yo." He smirked as he used the last word before moving to sit down beside her. As she ripped off another strip and hissed, he chuckled. "It's just funny that you are basically indestructible but you're yelping at getting your legs waxed."
"It hurts!" Her voice rose as she glared at him. "Even I have my limits."
"Oh come on." He rolled his eyes. "It can't be that bad." He scoffed at her, getting the usual cocky Callahan attitude.
"Oh really? You try it then." She grabbed a strip, handing it over to him.
For a moment, Cain just sat there and studied the strip she was holding out to him. When she started to get a cocky little smirk that could rival his own, he took the strip from her with the intent to use it. He mimicked her earlier movements, placing the strip between his palms before rubbing his palms together quickly. He could feel the strip warming up between his hands and when it felt hot enough, he pulled the strips apart. Handing her one strip, he leaned down and pressed the strip over his leg just below his knee.
Claire sat there, watching him as he rubbed his hand over the strip to make sure it was in place. He didn't even take a breath to brace himself because he was determined to show her that it didn't hurt. Seriously, his cocky attitude worked against him sometimes. As he grabbed the bottom of the strip, she bit her bottom lip as though she were bracing herself.
*RRRRIIIIPPPPP*
At first there was no reaction as he held the hair covered strip in his hand. The two of them looked down at the clear patch of skin that stood out against the thick hair on his leg. The skin was turning red and, strangely enough, so was his face as she looked up at him. His eyes were wide and he looked like she had just sucker punched him as the pain started to register. When the yell of pain suddenly ripped out of him, she nearly fell off of the edge of the tub....mainly because she had started laughing.
"Fucking god damn straight to fucking hell! THAT HURT!" He roared, looking at her accusingly as he dropped the strip and pressed a hand to the bare patch of skin as though that would stop the throbbing pain
"I told you, you dumb ass!" She laughed harder, her side starting to ache as she looked strangely triumphant.
"God, why would you do that to yourself?" He hissed, rubbing at his skin.
"To have silky soft and hairless legs." She shrugged, amused as she started to apply another strip to her leg. Now that she had proven her point, she was beginning to think it wouldn't hurt so bad anymore. Victory really did make things that much sweeter.
"You're crazy." He muttered, almost fondly as he leaned over to kiss her cheek.
"Married you, didn't I?" She smiled softly at him.
"Yes, you did." His own features softened as he touched her cheek before getting to his feet. When he walked away, he was almost limping and Claire had to roll her eyes at his back before she turned back to her task.
Living with him was definitely interesting. "Love you, Mr. Callahan." She called after him.
"Love you too, Mrs. Callahan. You and your silky soft, hairless legs." He called back.
All she could do was laugh.
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fear_noevil is Cain, and is used with love and permission!]
"Ow ow ow." Claire was muttering to herself when he entered. There was a look of pain on her face as she kept a hand pressed to her leg, her nose wrinkled a little as she looked up at him. "What?"
"What are you doing?" He demanded, placing his hands on his hips.
"I'm waxing my legs." She looked at him like 'Duh'.
"Why the hell are you doing that?" He looked at her legs, looking confused now. Why hadn't he noticed that she waxed her legs? Her skin was always smooth and soft but was that really because of the waxing?
Claire looked at her new husband, arching a brow at him as he looked completely mystified by the idea she was waxing. Did he think her legs were just magically smooth and hairless? "Why are you lookingat me like that, yo?" Sometimes she liked to tack on the last word randomly and it often got him to roll his eyes.
Which he did right on cue in reaction to her mocking his use of certain words. "I've never seen you wax your legs in all the time we've been together."
"I usually do it when you're gone." She shrugged a little as she grabbed a wax strip, pressing it between her hands before rubbing.
He watched her with interest as she did so, wondering what the purpose of doing that was. She peeled the strips apart then, setting one aside before laying the second one over her leg. Rubbing her palm over the strip, she took in a small breath before pressing a hand to her skin and grabbing the strip with her other hand.
When she ripped up the strip and yelped, he couldn't help but laugh which got him a glare. "What?"
"Why are you laughing?" She huffed, tossing the strip in the garbage before grabbing the other one.
"It's just kind of funny, yo." He smirked as he used the last word before moving to sit down beside her. As she ripped off another strip and hissed, he chuckled. "It's just funny that you are basically indestructible but you're yelping at getting your legs waxed."
"It hurts!" Her voice rose as she glared at him. "Even I have my limits."
"Oh come on." He rolled his eyes. "It can't be that bad." He scoffed at her, getting the usual cocky Callahan attitude.
"Oh really? You try it then." She grabbed a strip, handing it over to him.
For a moment, Cain just sat there and studied the strip she was holding out to him. When she started to get a cocky little smirk that could rival his own, he took the strip from her with the intent to use it. He mimicked her earlier movements, placing the strip between his palms before rubbing his palms together quickly. He could feel the strip warming up between his hands and when it felt hot enough, he pulled the strips apart. Handing her one strip, he leaned down and pressed the strip over his leg just below his knee.
Claire sat there, watching him as he rubbed his hand over the strip to make sure it was in place. He didn't even take a breath to brace himself because he was determined to show her that it didn't hurt. Seriously, his cocky attitude worked against him sometimes. As he grabbed the bottom of the strip, she bit her bottom lip as though she were bracing herself.
*RRRRIIIIPPPPP*
At first there was no reaction as he held the hair covered strip in his hand. The two of them looked down at the clear patch of skin that stood out against the thick hair on his leg. The skin was turning red and, strangely enough, so was his face as she looked up at him. His eyes were wide and he looked like she had just sucker punched him as the pain started to register. When the yell of pain suddenly ripped out of him, she nearly fell off of the edge of the tub....mainly because she had started laughing.
"Fucking god damn straight to fucking hell! THAT HURT!" He roared, looking at her accusingly as he dropped the strip and pressed a hand to the bare patch of skin as though that would stop the throbbing pain
"I told you, you dumb ass!" She laughed harder, her side starting to ache as she looked strangely triumphant.
"God, why would you do that to yourself?" He hissed, rubbing at his skin.
"To have silky soft and hairless legs." She shrugged, amused as she started to apply another strip to her leg. Now that she had proven her point, she was beginning to think it wouldn't hurt so bad anymore. Victory really did make things that much sweeter.
"You're crazy." He muttered, almost fondly as he leaned over to kiss her cheek.
"Married you, didn't I?" She smiled softly at him.
"Yes, you did." His own features softened as he touched her cheek before getting to his feet. When he walked away, he was almost limping and Claire had to roll her eyes at his back before she turned back to her task.
Living with him was definitely interesting. "Love you, Mr. Callahan." She called after him.
"Love you too, Mrs. Callahan. You and your silky soft, hairless legs." He called back.
All she could do was laugh.
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fear_noevil is Cain, and is used with love and permission!]