Morning After

[aeons_crackshot]

OOC: Takes place after this.

Empathy and telepathy can be a very useful combination when neither of you has a good idea of what you're doing. Things were figured out eventually, and last night was good, very good.

At the moment, Annabelle is lying next to Connor, sleepy, sated, and faintly smug.

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[leadinghome]

To say Connor is blissful right now would be an understatement.

The smug earns Annabelle a little bit of tickling: his mind is open to her, so words are not necessary.

Why smug?

[aeons_crackshot]

Why shouldn't I be? Then her tone turns teasing. As far as I know, I did quite well for a beginner.

[leadinghome]

In my humble opinion, you did wonderfully. Really, things could not have gone any better.

I hope I did not disappoint you...

[aeons_crackshot]

It's a bit ridiculous for her to blush at this point, but she does.

Far from it Annabelle replies, certain highlights coming to mind. She leans over to kiss him. You've at least as much reason to be smug as I do.