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[nurse_boy]

Who: Rory Williams and Amy Pond
What: Going on a date, rekindling their relationship
When: Monday evening
Where: The castle, about town, and the Seasons Room
Rating: PG-13 for now

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[too_fairytale]

There's the suggestion of movement within the room and then the door cracks open, one of Amy's eyes peering out.

"You big goof," she says with a smile, when she sees that it's Rory and he's got his ear hovering near the door. "Why didn't you just come in? And are you trying to spy on me?"

[nurse_boy]

He grins back at her, turning so he's nearly got his nose in the door. "No, I am not trying to spy on you!" he laughs, rolling his eyes. "And I thought maybe you were still getting ready. I didn't want to get yelled at, you know."

[too_fairytale]

Amy scrunches her face at him in mock irritation before stepping back to open the door wide enough to let him in. "Hmmph," she replies. "Yelled at? You can walk in on me all you want."

She's ready to go, except for her boots, which she'd been about to pull on. It's been interesting (and not a little annoying) tailoring her wardrobe preferences around her loss, but now that the weather's getting colder it's also been easier. So today she's wearing a pair of dark jeans, her favorite pair of brown boots which she'd wished for from the castle, a dark green top with a dark blue tank top beneath it, and a charcoal-colored jacket. She doesn't think Rory plans to go fancy, but she looks nice enough for if he does.

[nurse_boy]

Rory keeps grinning as he walks past her into the room, shoving his hands in his jacket pocket before turning to face her. It's only just gotten cool enough for bodywarmers but he'd decided against one tonight in favor of dressing up a bit (his aim being ... casual-fancy). Instead he's opted for dark trousers and a white button-down with blue checks underneath his jacket. He hasn't had much occasion to dress up even this much since coming to Paradisa, and he feels pretty smart if he says so himself.

"So, where do you want to go first?" he asks, taking his hands back out and rubbing them together excitedly. "Which horribly rowdy pub are you dragging me to?"

[too_fairytale]

"Don't even think about it," Amy replies, her voice even breathier now that he's working both her breasts, and arching her back to push them against his hand and mouth. "I will thump you..."

[nurse_boy]

This time Rory huffs a small laugh out against her skin. "You wouldn't," he replies, voice muffled, even though he knows that she definitely would. That's a kind of danger he has no problem laughing in the face of.

Then he sighs in pleasure, turning his focus completely to her body and his need to worship it (worship her), lavish her with love and devotion like he hasn't since before the Godhand came and continue to breath life back into the bond they have with each other. His touch turns from teasing to tender and he breathes her name as he nuzzles his nose along the curve of her breast, just before he closes his mouth over her nipple in a soft kiss.

[too_fairytale]

"I would," she protests, before arching again into his mouth and humming out her own sigh of pleasure, her hands tightening at his waist.

[nurse_boy]

That gets a smile out of him. "Yeah, you would," he echoes, and pulls at her nipple with his lips before ghosting them across to her other breast