[ He just shrugs. He doesn’t have much control over what they did once he was gone.]
I would hope it would look like you really liked him. Besides, I’m the one that dragged you off and started this.
[And speaking of starting things, one of his hands is sliding slowly from her hip to her waist and continuing up until fingers start caressing the underside of her breast. Desire slowly starting to infiltrate the edges of his senses and starting stirring things to life. ]
I--am completely aware of all that, however--you--are still my bodyguard, and my friend and--it's important to me that I take care of you properly!
[ And not just--this suddenly re-rejuvenated libido. She reaches down and moves her fingers under his to detach him and attempts again to get off again. ]
she takes her phone with her and--hastily throws on her pajama robe before exiting the room. no need to flash any unitmates who happen to be around.
she comes back minutes later with a plush velvet throw--which she immediately throws on top of his head. because let's be real he's probably still pouting when she gets back. ]
Don't be so upset.
[ She crawls back up onto bed and underneath the blanket. ]
Is it really so bad to take something with you as a reminder of me?
[ There's something else in her hand, too, that she maintains a careful grip of even as she sheds her clothing a second time. These she doesn't want ripped. ]
[ Of course he's pouting still when she returns. But he does take the blanket and cover himself because it can be a little chilly after all that exertion and the lack of her body heat against him.
But when she returns, she's got something grasped in her hand and his curiosity is piqued slightly, though the majority of his attention is watching her remove her robe beneath the throw. Fingers almost instantly grab for her as soon as her skin is exposed.]
If it takes you away from my side for more than a few seconds, yes.
[ But she's already back, so he supposes that's okay. ]
Something is better than nothing. I'd take all of you if I could.
[ His fingers reaching out for her make a convenient target of his hand--which she needed anyway. She reaches back and uses the moment to slip the beaded bracelet over his wrist. ]
... It's no necklace--I can't ever replace that, and I don't want to.
[ The significance of that gift... how happy it made him... that's not something anyone should want to erase or overshadow. But-- ]
I want you to have something from me with you. In case they try to make you forget. Or you start to doubt. When it feels like a dream--you'll still have this as proof.
[He just stares in surprise at the bracelet she's slipped on his wrist. No, it wasn't his necklace, but he wouldn't expect it would be. That wasn't something that could be replaced. The beads were intricate in design and both stone and metal.
He smiled, staring at it on his wrist. That wasn't what he was expecting in that moment.]
Thank you. I'll cherish it.
[ He can only hope that they will let him take it with him when he leaves this place. With his other arm, the one without the bracelet--he hauls her tightly against him in a partial hug while he continues to inspect his gift. ]
[ She leans into his hold to kiss him again--this time not so hastily or crushingly, but softly. Tenderly. ]
I'm sorry I can't give you more--or keep you.
[ He should know that already-- but she's finding there's so much between them that goes unsaid or misunderstood... it's better to just come out with it, she thinks. ]
[ He knows. But he's grateful for the thought, even if it can't be realized. That she wishes to be able to achieve both of those goals is lofty goal, even if she was able to do it. His other arm wraps around her tightly. A stark contrast to the gentleness of his lips as they meet hers.
But a gentle touch is all they are given as just as suddenly as he arrived here on this place--he's gone. Air the only thing remaining in bed in the wake of his absence except for the body heat left behind on the bedding. ]
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[ But he has no plans on going back there. Even if they could teleport back and forth together and not impact the time they have together at all. ]
They didn’t let me have my own clothes when I got here so I doubt wherever I’m going I’ll need them.
But more importantly—
[He tightens his hold on her in an attempt to stop her wiggling. ]
Is there a reason you’re trying to get away from me?
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You can't just go around unprepared assuming that they'll cloth you; they might drop you somewhere cold completely naked without any warning!
[ They're REAL sadists; they might do that! And moreover-- ]
Just how would it look if I let my bodyguard go unclothed after he whisked me away! Do you really want people to think I'm such a beast? Let me up.
[ she needs to take CARE OF HIM, how does he not see that ]
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I would hope it would look like you really liked him. Besides, I’m the one that dragged you off and started this.
[And speaking of starting things, one of his hands is sliding slowly from her hip to her waist and continuing up until fingers start caressing the underside of her breast. Desire slowly starting to infiltrate the edges of his senses and starting stirring things to life. ]
I’m perfectly content here just like this.
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I--am completely aware of all that, however--you--are still my bodyguard, and my friend and--it's important to me that I take care of you properly!
[ And not just--this suddenly re-rejuvenated libido. She reaches down and moves her fingers under his to detach him and attempts again to get off again. ]
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But fine. Go.
He's just going to stay here laying on her bed and...pout. Like a spoiled child. ]
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she takes her phone with her and--hastily throws on her pajama robe before exiting the room. no need to flash any unitmates who happen to be around.
she comes back minutes later with a plush velvet throw--which she immediately throws on top of his head. because let's be real he's probably still pouting when she gets back. ]
Don't be so upset.
[ She crawls back up onto bed and underneath the blanket. ]
Is it really so bad to take something with you as a reminder of me?
[ There's something else in her hand, too, that she maintains a careful grip of even as she sheds her clothing a second time. These she doesn't want ripped. ]
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But when she returns, she's got something grasped in her hand and his curiosity is piqued slightly, though the majority of his attention is watching her remove her robe beneath the throw. Fingers almost instantly grab for her as soon as her skin is exposed.]
If it takes you away from my side for more than a few seconds, yes.
[ But she's already back, so he supposes that's okay. ]
Something is better than nothing. I'd take all of you if I could.
[ He still doesn't know what she's holding.]
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[ His fingers reaching out for her make a convenient target of his hand--which she needed anyway. She reaches back and uses the moment to slip the beaded bracelet over his wrist. ]
... It's no necklace--I can't ever replace that, and I don't want to.
[ The significance of that gift... how happy it made him... that's not something anyone should want to erase or overshadow. But-- ]
I want you to have something from me with you. In case they try to make you forget. Or you start to doubt. When it feels like a dream--you'll still have this as proof.
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He smiled, staring at it on his wrist. That wasn't what he was expecting in that moment.]
Thank you. I'll cherish it.
[ He can only hope that they will let him take it with him when he leaves this place. With his other arm, the one without the bracelet--he hauls her tightly against him in a partial hug while he continues to inspect his gift. ]
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I'm sorry I can't give you more--or keep you.
[ He should know that already-- but she's finding there's so much between them that goes unsaid or misunderstood... it's better to just come out with it, she thinks. ]
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But a gentle touch is all they are given as just as suddenly as he arrived here on this place--he's gone. Air the only thing remaining in bed in the wake of his absence except for the body heat left behind on the bedding. ]
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RUDE
how was THAT all the time they had?! ]