Conversations and figuring things out. With kneel_majorzod

[cordy_chase1]

Cordelia glanced at Zod over her shoulder as she added chocolate sauce to the coffee and ice for the frapuccino she was making him, as she'd promised. She smiled as she found him watching her and then went back to what she was doing.

"Do you still want to try and figure out that Blackberry?" she asked, offering him a smile.

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[kneel_majorzod]

"That would be nice." Zod leans his forehead against hers again and lets his eyes close. "It's funny," he whispers after a moment. "I never would have imagined this being an end goal of mine. But now, the thought of being with you, without the weight of any business on my shoulders, is definitely something worth working towards."

[cordy_chase1]

"I guess sometimes things sneak up on you when you least expect it." She smiles softly, closing her eyes, as well.

[kneel_majorzod]

"I suppose they do." He nods ever so slightly against her forehead and keeps his eyes shut, feeling much more relaxed and at peace than he has in a while.

He remains in this position, still and silent, for a long moment. When he finally speaks again, it is barely more than a whisper. "Thank you."

[cordy_chase1]

She rubs a hand slowly over his back, resting her forehead against his. "For what?" she whispers.

[kneel_majorzod]

"Dennis sounds like a very agreeable individual," he mutters, his smile remaining in place. His hands rub gently over her back as he speaks.

[cordy_chase1]

"Oh, he is. It's part of why we get along so well." She gazes at him intently.

[kneel_majorzod]

"I think I would get along with him as well." His voice is distant as he gazes back at her.

[cordy_chase1]

Cordelia leans in and kisses him, taking his hands in hers and guiding him out of the kitchen.