RP: More Than a Simple Haircut

[shh_andromeda]

Date: 4 June, 2005
Characters: Andromeda and Ted Tonks
Location: 111 Albus Ave
Status: Private
Summary: Andy and Ted perform a small ritual.
Completion: Complete

She didn't know why, after so many years of immersion in the Wizarding world, Ted would still insist his hair be cut with scissors. Andy used to cut his hair all the time when they were first

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[shh_ted]

It was time. Even if Andy lamented over losing his long hair, it was just too much for him. Shaggy he could deal with; shoulder length was just annoying as hell. It fell into his eyes when he was reading or woodcarving; blew into his mouth when he took walks outside; got tangled at night while he wrestled with both nightmares and the bedsheets

[shh_andromeda]

It was so good to see that smile again. It lifted Andy's spirits like nothing else could and gave her hope like nothing else as well. "And you're sure you want to get rid of this?" she murmured, pressing her breasts against his back, bringing her arms forward over her shoulders to run her fingers from his fringe to the back of his head. "You look absolutely handsome with it, you know."

She reluctantly slid her fingers from his hair, her thumbs caressing the nape of his neck ever so lightly in such a way that could've been a tease or a deliberate caress. "I've always loved your hair long."

[shh_ted]

"I...uhmm...yes, I'm sure," he said. She wasn't doing anything overt. And yet the non-overt things she was doing were suddenly making it unreasonably difficult to think straight. A welcome change from the usual round of mental problems, sure, but he hoped she would stop asking him questions that required answers if she were going to do things like that. "Just cut it like you used to. Do you remember?"

Her fingers on his neck set up a jangling of nerves all along his shoulders. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, having her do this. "I mean, if you don't, we can try to find a barber."

[shh_andromeda]

"No, I remember," she murmured softly before sighing regretfully and stepping away. She cast a mild charm on his hair, making it instantly damp, and lifted the scissors. "Here we go."

The first cut was the loudest, a heavy snick that filled the room with possibilities. "How does that feel?" she asked softly, combing his hair, then cutting a hank, then repeating the action. It had taken her a while to learn how to do this, but after watching the beauticians (and some truly horrid mess-ups that were thankfully taken care of with magic), she'd slowly gotten the hang of it. And now she liked it just as much as he did. It was soothing, calming and refreshing.

[shh_ted]

You idiot, his body shouted at him, even as his conscience pricked him with sharp fingers to stop tormenting her.

Really, would it be so bad to enjoy her a little, to show her that she was loved? He had wanted to hold off any real intimacy until he could be sure that he was healed enough not to hurt her, but when would that be? How would he even know? Wouldn't it be better to start off slowly, relearn these things step by step and prove it to both her and himself that way? And now that he and Orla were making some progress in his therapy, couldn't he at least tryThe Whisper held its tongue, for once, and even the fearful, overly rational bit of his mind that continued to protest the thought of such a step could find no real argument for that piece of logic. And Ted wasn't about to wait for it to come up with one. Andy standing in front of him had been bad; Andy drawing back, taking away all the promise that her warmth and softness held, was infinitely worse

[shh_andromeda]

Oh god. Too long too long too long. Andy dropped her scissors, not caring a whit if they nicked the hardwood floors, and cupped Ted's jaw with both hands. When had been the last time they'd kissed like this? She couldn't even remember, it was so long ago. If this was the reward for all the pushing and pulling that Ted had done in the last half hour or so, then it was so, so worth it

[shh_ted]

Lemon and sugar and tea. The flavours wrapped themselves around his tongue as he kissed her, much in the same way her arms twined themselves around him. It took almost everything he had in him not to tumble with her to the floor and let other bits of her find their way around him as well.

Not yet, he told himself hazily. Let's see how this goes. Small steps forward.For now he tried to content himself with the small sensual feast she presented, enjoying a little of everything that she offered up so willingly and hoping that he wasn't teasing her too cruelly by not taking more. He allowed his hands to roam somewhat, slipping under her shirt to play over the satin skin of her back and shoulders, but no further; his lips caressed hers without drawing her deeper into suffocating embraces, much as he wanted to

[shh_andromeda]

Gasping softly and moaning quietly in the back of her throat, Andy wrapped her arms around Ted's shoulders. Her hands drifted down his back, relearning the dips and curves and the feel of his muscle playing under his skin. He was still painfully thin, but he was touching her, kissing her, and more importantly he was all hers.

Panting softly, she reluctantly broke away from Ted and kissed over to his ear, nipping at the lobe and kissing the sensitive pulse point just below. She kept her movements slow, partly to drive him mad, partly to keep the kisses sensual, but mostly so he wouldn't spook and pull away from her. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" she whispered huskily in his ear before giving the lobe another nip.