[64.0 Comment Log] Homecoming
[OOC: Backdated to the afternoon of Friday, November 5th.]
[The cure is worse than she expects. She remembered seeing the elf drop to the ground, sweat, and then at the end of it all, disappear, but knowing something is going to be terrible does not prepare her for how truly horrific it is. Burning from the inside, feeling wounds heat like coals ( Read more... )
[The cure is worse than she expects. She remembered seeing the elf drop to the ground, sweat, and then at the end of it all, disappear, but knowing something is going to be terrible does not prepare her for how truly horrific it is. Burning from the inside, feeling wounds heat like coals ( Read more... )
He's stepping back from compulsively organizing and checking his guns, which he has laid out on a table, when he hears a soft thud and a groan, and his eyes widen as he glances over his shoulder.
Confirming it's Bryn, looking the worse for wear, he turns fully and moves towards her, starting to reach for her, stopping, and then just going with it, fingers smoothing down her arms.]
Bryn. [There's so much in that quiet exclamation, as his hands move to brush hair out of her face.] You're back - you okay?
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[King moves to run the bath, and when he deems the water a nice, moderate temperature, he lets it go, turning to Bryn. He slips between her knees and wraps his arms around her waist, nudging his mouth against hers after a moment with a small 'hey.']
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[Bryn watches King start to run the bath, smiling and trying to wrap her brain around the fact that he proposed. That she said yes. That King was going to be her husband.
As he comes back to her, Bryn lets her heels hook over his legs, feeling too weak to wrap her legs around him, but her arms rest on his and she kisses him back gently.
After the last few days, this moment is absolute heaven for her.]
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He lets his hands slide to the edge of the scrubs she's wearing, hands slipping up and under them to caress her back, pulling back from the kiss to murmur.]
Kinda need to be naked for a bath, sweetheart.
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[Her words are quiet and bemused.
The kissing, the touching, is all something she needs, as far as she's concerned. She's certain it will be at least a solid twenty-four hours before she's gotten enough from him that she feels grounded again.
Still, she lets him pull away, and her hands drop from his arms so she can pull her shirt off and toss it to the floor.]
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[King says it with a small smile, before hooking his hands in her shirt and tossing it to the floor. He lets his hands stroke over her arms, her sides, before he moves his hands to the waist of the scrubs after a moment, and slips those off as well. His hands slide up the outside of her legs, and since he had to kneel to pull her clothes off, he presses a kiss to both knees before he rises up again.]
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She lifts her bottom up off the counter when King starts to slide the pants of her scrubs off, and there's a faint blush that comes to her cheeks when he drops a kiss on each of her knees. Bryn smiles up at King once he stands upright again and reaches out to run a hand down his side.]
Do I get to undress you, or watch?
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