Who: Harry & Elaine What: Morning after When: Following Harry's return Where: Harry's bedroom Warnings: Mature themes. (Girls are pink, and boys are blue. These two have been purpling.)
Harry curled up next to Elaine, only half awake, a hand running slowly over her body. He had explored her thoroughly, earlier, rediscovering every inch of her, and how every inch liked to be touched and teased. For the moment though, he merely enjoyed the feel of her against him, the warmth of her body and the knowledge that they were here, together.
Blinking a bit blearily and trying to rouse his mind from the blissful exhausting it had slipped into earlier. Pressing closer to her, he gently kissed her shoulder.
Harry snorted at the rub down comment as he eased out of bed after her, admiring her body as she did as well. It was hard to believe that they were together, here of all places. Or maybe some place like this was the only place they really could be together.
"I think I'll be alright, I'm already not as sore as I should be. I guess being the Winter Knight comes with a few decent benefits."
"Well, I'm not complaining," she said, "Even if you do have me at a slight disadvantage." She couldn't help hoping that he would still feel the same way about her--still be willing to give things a try--if they were suddenly both transported back to Chicago. But she was afraid to ask.
So she just smiled at him over her shoulder and headed for the shower. If there was anything important that she needed to know, she trusted that he'd tell her.
"I seem to remember you holding your own fairly well," Harry said. Elaine kept herself in good shape though and had always had a... very healthy appetite when it came to sex. Or at least when it came to sex with him.
As he watched her head into the shower, Harry had to admit that much of his appetite for sex with her had nothing to do with being the Winter Knight and everything to do with the view that just walked through the bathroom door, which he was eagerly following after.
Her curves were a bit fuller than they'd been at sixteen, but she was more graceful, and probably more confident than ever. She'd worked hard to gain that confidence in every day life, and it evidently payed off in more ways than one. Not that she was resting on her laurels just yet. She may have gotten her man--but now she had to keep him.
For the moment, she didn't seem to have much to worry about.
Elaine didn't need to worry about losing Harry, at the moment he had no desire to be unkept for a long time. Part of him knew that this could still end horribly for both of them, but for the moment things were more than good.
Moving up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him, kissing at her neck. It felt good to hold her close and just rest with her against him. It was definitely something he could get used to.
Leaning back against him, she let her head fall to the side, gathering her hair over her shoulder to allow him free access to her bare skin. She wanted to hold on to that feeling too, and she wrapped her arms around herself, gripping Harry's arms.
"Hey you." She felt like she should say something, but she wasn't sure what to say. So she just held on.
Harry sighed deeply as he held her, allowing himself one brief moment to just enjoy her closeness before his overly paranoid mind latched onto all the ways this could end up being horrible. He already had enough troubles that he didn't need to be borrowing with some of the more wild 'what ifs'.
"Hey," he replied back, nuzzling at her neck. "This is really happening, isn't it? You're not some sort of shapeshifting creature from the Nevernever masquerading as Elaine just to mess with me?"
"It's real, Harry," she murmured, shifting slightly in his arms as she tried to look up at him without pulling away. She'd wondered the same thing, in all honesty, but no. She didn't believe that there was anything pulling his strings but his desire to be with her. "Test me any way you like, but I promise you, I'm just me."
She blinked up at him, wondering--not for the first time--what else she had missed. "To the best of my knowledge, I am not acting under any kind of compulsion, or duress." She turned in his arms, so that she could look him in the eye, touching his face as she did.
"What can I say to convince you that I'm not going to disappear, or turn on you, or change my mind?"
"You don't have to say anything, I promise," he reassured her. He didn't want Elaine to think he lived in self doubt all the time. Harry thought maybe he should be paranoid about relationships sometimes, considering his history with them, but he refused to let his enemies ruin love, and the hope of love, for him.
"Good." She rose on the balls of her feet to kiss him, then caught his hand again. "Now about that shower..." If he liked waking up with her, he was going to love what cold showers did for her perky nipples.
Elaine pressed against him, bracing herself for the cold spray. You'd think a body would get used to it after a lifetime of shocking oneself awake every morning, but that first blast of ice-water was always the worst.
Or maybe she was just squealing like a little girl to make the big, tough wizard feel all manly...and stuff.
"Pipes must be near the surface where the sun has heated them up," he observed as the water jetted against him. It surprisingly wasn't as cold as he expected or remembered the water here being.
Although, by the way Elaine was reacting, it really did seem pretty cold, her skin prickling into goosebumps.
"Or I am now suddenly not as bothered by cold as before. That is going to be really useful in Canada."
Blinking a bit blearily and trying to rouse his mind from the blissful exhausting it had slipped into earlier. Pressing closer to her, he gently kissed her shoulder.
"Morning?" he asked, not quite sure when it was.
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"I think I'll be alright, I'm already not as sore as I should be. I guess being the Winter Knight comes with a few decent benefits."
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So she just smiled at him over her shoulder and headed for the shower. If there was anything important that she needed to know, she trusted that he'd tell her.
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As he watched her head into the shower, Harry had to admit that much of his appetite for sex with her had nothing to do with being the Winter Knight and everything to do with the view that just walked through the bathroom door, which he was eagerly following after.
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For the moment, she didn't seem to have much to worry about.
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Moving up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him, kissing at her neck. It felt good to hold her close and just rest with her against him. It was definitely something he could get used to.
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"Hey you." She felt like she should say something, but she wasn't sure what to say. So she just held on.
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"Hey," he replied back, nuzzling at her neck. "This is really happening, isn't it? You're not some sort of shapeshifting creature from the Nevernever masquerading as Elaine just to mess with me?"
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"Because that's sort of happened before, and if that's the case I'd just like to know up front so I can take full advantage of it."
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"What can I say to convince you that I'm not going to disappear, or turn on you, or change my mind?"
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"Yes, about that shower," he murmured against her lips as he reached out to fumble with the faucet, reluctant to actually break contact with her.
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Or maybe she was just squealing like a little girl to make the big, tough wizard feel all manly...and stuff.
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Although, by the way Elaine was reacting, it really did seem pretty cold, her skin prickling into goosebumps.
"Or I am now suddenly not as bothered by cold as before. That is going to be really useful in Canada."
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