-54- Baby, it's Cold Outside

[luckyvalentine]

[Faye had been able to avoid most of the craziness of this holiday by staying busy and staying away, spending most of her time on truly epic shopping trips into town. But it's cold, she's tired, and there's only so much walking she can do in this outfit. She's ditched the crinoline and hoops, but it's still a workout dragging these skirts around.

So

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[onlyanapple]

[Hallo, Faye. Crowley's still wandering around with Tim the turtledove in a cage. Though, hey, Faye's here, so he's going to saunter over and sit next to her, stealing a ciggie as he does so]

Are you actually out there buying gifts for other people? I'm surprised, Valentine.

[luckyvalentine]

[that just makes her laugh]

Oh, yeah. I thought that if I couldn't wear my Santa costume this year, I might as well play the part instead.

[eyes the caged bird]

...More pets, Crowley? I warned you about becoming that crazy lady who collects animals.

[onlyanapple]

What will it be next? Hugging the orphans?

[Crowley's grin widens as he puts the cage on the table]

This is only a temporary pet. You should get one for yourself, they're right up your alley.

[luckyvalentine]

It is the season of goodwill, after all.

[but, most of her attention is on that bird

Oh? What, is it trained to go after little shiny objects or something?

[onlyanapple]

It's the season of random kissing too, and I figured out what does it.

[He raises his eyebrows above his shades] I'll give you three guesses as to what it is.

[luckyvalentine]

...

[glances to the bird, who is cooing merrily now, and her eyes widen]

Wait... but... [her surprise and argument doesn't get very far, however. She's suddenly finding it very hard to take exception to this]

[onlyanapple]

[Oh well, she had her go at fun on Valentines day, it's about his turn for things, he's decided. He'll close the gap between them by scooting closer on the couch, one hand moving to brush her hair out of the way, his thumb grazing her cheek]

But what?

[luckyvalentine]

[turnabout is fair play, after all. So, really, there should be no reason for her to fight this, right? ...Though, it's not like that bird is allowing any room for argument, anyway. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment at that touch, finding words suddenly terribly difficult]

But... nothing.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley chuckles, the sound deep in his throat]

Thought as much.

[And, of course, the doves power is working on him, too. He leans in, capturing her lips in a kiss]

[luckyvalentine]

[she hesitates only for a moment before melting into that kiss, following it closer to him, sidling up close. Merry Christmas indeed...]

[onlyanapple]

[He'll take his time in deepening it with his clever tongue, his hand moving to her side, pulling her up flush against him]

[luckyvalentine]

[now she remembers why she went through all that trouble on Valentines Day. They're good at this. One hand rests on his chest for a moment, before sneaking its way up toward his neck]

[onlyanapple]

[They really are very good at this indeed. He's quite happy for her hand to go wherever it wants to right now, as his makes it's way to her back. Stupid Victorian clothing, it's far less fun that what she usually wears]

[luckyvalentine]

[of course, of all the holidays to be stuck in more clothes than usual, it had to be this one. At least she'd gotten rid of the corset and hoops some time ago. So, she's able to get comfortable, pressing up against him and playfully fighting for control of the kiss, ghosting her nails up along his neck]

[onlyanapple]

[Good, those corsets are more trouble than they're worth, Crowley's always looked at them with a certain level of disdain. He hisses slightly into that kiss, half pulling her onto his lap in an attempt to get control]

[luckyvalentine]

[she smiles against his mouth and lets herself be moved. She can get both arms around him this way, anyway. And once there, she leans her weight against him, as if she was the thing holding him there. Teasing control away again]