Bunnysitting

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron had never owned a pet. She remembered wanting one when she'd been younger, a pretty little cat in a shop window that had practically begged to come home with her - or at least that's what it had seemed like to Saffron, back when she was young and innocent and her real name was still what she answered to. But her parents had said no, and

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[guinea_trap]

Bill's recently gotten back from his camping trip, and finds himself wanderin' the Compound like he's gotta get reacquainted. It ain't long before he finds somethin' else he'd rather get reacquainted with. Or someone.

"Helen, you know you got a rabbit tryin' to eat your leg?"

[poison_lipstick]

At the sound of that familiar voice, Saffron looked up, and she absolutely lit up with a dazzling smile when she saw Bill standing there. Without a word she stood up, took a second to make sure Playboy was all right and not going anywhere, and then swept over to Bill and threw her arms around him, not with enough force to knock him over but enough to make an impact.

[guinea_trap]

Bill laughs, finding himself smilin' just as wide, and wraps his arms around her, lifting her into a hug.

"Helen, I missed ya," he murmurs, kissin' her neck and cheek 'til he gets to her mouth to give her a proper greeting.

[poison_lipstick]

"I missed you too, honey," Saffron replied, as though he couldn't have plainly seen that already, and then Bill's lips were on hers and she couldn't say anything more for a long moment.

She stayed close after the kiss ended, not wanting to let go of him just yet. "When did you get back?"

[guinea_trap]

"Just yesterday. Woulda come and seen ya, but I ended up givin' in to the pleasure of a read bed, and slept somethin' like twelve hours," Bill says, slowly lowering her. "Almost ran over a fuckin' toddler on my bike." The ache in his back as he manhandles Helen a testament to that.

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron's eyes widened slightly. "Well, I'm glad you didn't hit...whichever toddler it was." She didn't exactly keep track of the island children, except maybe Samantha.

"I bet you needed that rest," she said, leaning up to press another kiss to the corner of his mouth, and lowering her voice so only he could hear. "Actually, you definitely needed that rest. Have to work up your strength to be ready for me, after all."

[guinea_trap]

"Calliope," Bill supplies, smoothing his hands along her back.

At her murmuring he growls low in his throat, pulls her flush against him. "Honey, ya sure ya wanna be sayin' all that right now? 'Cause I ain't afraid to toss ya over my shoulder, rabbit be damned," he says against her ear.

[poison_lipstick]

The tone of his voice sent a pleasant shiver up her spine, and she smiled softly on an indrawn breath. She checked said rabbit with a quick glance, saw he was nibbling contentedly on a piece of broccoli, then turned her attention back to Bill, her arms tightening around him. "The rabbit's getting picked up very soon," she informed him softly. "And I have some time before the club opens. Give me fifteen minutes and then you can toss away."