4th Codex || Dream Entry
Effects: Well... I'm sure you can come up with something ;)
Notes: None!
Two figures stumbled their way towards the stairs of the Croft Mansion, cloaked in shadow as hands roamed; disheveling clothing as they moved closer. Coordination eluded them as they clung together, trying to move up to the bedroom, but not able to managed the climb.
Altaïr and Lara’s faces were illuminated for a moment as they fell onto the stairs, unwilling to let go of one another long enough to regain their balance. He turned to cushion her from any injury the brief fall may have caused, giving himself a moment to feel her curves pressed against him, the heat radiating between them. After a few moments he moved his hands to span her waist, anchoring her against him, and with a twist he flipped her over and continued to remove the shirt she was still wearing. He pulled it down her arms, tugged it free and flung it aside as he sat up a bit, trailing an appreciative eye over her form.
Almost immediately however their hands are back in each other's hair, gripping tight before letting go and tracing over any exposed skin. Lara’s hands moved onto the fastenings of Atlaïr’s robes and yanking them over, drawing her hands back up his chest, mapping the dips and planes before she curled her arms around his neck. Her leg moved up as well, wrapping tightly around his waist before she flipped them again, sitting up with a grin even as she straddled him.
"You aren't proving your skills yet you know. Perhaps you were over-exaggerating when we spoke?" She grinned down at him as she slowly trailed her hand up her side, reaching back to unsnap her bra.
A smirk crossed his lips before he spoke, "We have yet to start."
[And Altaïr woke, breathing hard and looking around, clearly still half in the dream. However, he does fully awaken when he catches sight of the Dreamberry, and the red glow of it transmitting, and his groan is quite clear as he collapses back into the pillows.]
Yaatak darba fi 'albek. [The curse is muddled, but if someone knows Arabic they'll be able to piece it together.]
Notes: None!
Two figures stumbled their way towards the stairs of the Croft Mansion, cloaked in shadow as hands roamed; disheveling clothing as they moved closer. Coordination eluded them as they clung together, trying to move up to the bedroom, but not able to managed the climb.
Altaïr and Lara’s faces were illuminated for a moment as they fell onto the stairs, unwilling to let go of one another long enough to regain their balance. He turned to cushion her from any injury the brief fall may have caused, giving himself a moment to feel her curves pressed against him, the heat radiating between them. After a few moments he moved his hands to span her waist, anchoring her against him, and with a twist he flipped her over and continued to remove the shirt she was still wearing. He pulled it down her arms, tugged it free and flung it aside as he sat up a bit, trailing an appreciative eye over her form.
Almost immediately however their hands are back in each other's hair, gripping tight before letting go and tracing over any exposed skin. Lara’s hands moved onto the fastenings of Atlaïr’s robes and yanking them over, drawing her hands back up his chest, mapping the dips and planes before she curled her arms around his neck. Her leg moved up as well, wrapping tightly around his waist before she flipped them again, sitting up with a grin even as she straddled him.
"You aren't proving your skills yet you know. Perhaps you were over-exaggerating when we spoke?" She grinned down at him as she slowly trailed her hand up her side, reaching back to unsnap her bra.
A smirk crossed his lips before he spoke, "We have yet to start."
[And Altaïr woke, breathing hard and looking around, clearly still half in the dream. However, he does fully awaken when he catches sight of the Dreamberry, and the red glow of it transmitting, and his groan is quite clear as he collapses back into the pillows.]
Yaatak darba fi 'albek. [The curse is muddled, but if someone knows Arabic they'll be able to piece it together.]