Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:08:09 AM)
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Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:08:30 AM)
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Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:08:59 AM)
*And....boom, they arrived*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:09:51 AM)
*She held Thomas up on one side, worried.* Thank you for the help, sister.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:10:17 AM)
*As time passes, Thomas hadn't quite hit his maximum level of drunkenness, he's not falling down drunk, but clearly not used to hard liquours*
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:11:26 AM)
Its fine. I would like to get to sleep in any case
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:11:27 AM)
*he leans a bit more heavily on Rowan's side, looking up at her a little dreamily, through whiskey colored glasses as it were, mumbling in spanish*
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:12:28 AM)
*She helps guide Thomas to his room with Rowan*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:12:29 AM)
*She looked wide-eyed at Sarah, then back down to Thomas, muttering in Choctaw familiar curse words Sarah had heard many times over by now.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:13:04 AM)
Hold him up a moment if you can...*She moved to open the door, turning on the light before pulling the bed down so that he could sleep.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:13:29 AM)
*She eyed Sarah a moment, smirking, going back to help place him onto the bed.*
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:13:41 AM)
Come here Thomas *And she pulls Thomas over to her, hooking her arms under his arms*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:14:10 AM)
*he listens intently to her language* Pretty language, but the words sound so harsh. *As Rowan leaves his side, he leans a bit on Sarah, looking up to her* You have very green eyes. Very green. Sometimes mine are a little green.
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:15:02 AM)
Thank you. *she says calmly enough*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:16:21 AM)
And please... just call me Tom. I only make my students, or people I don't know really well call me Thomas. *he flashes a lopsided grin* This place smells... like home. *he's lazy and languid in his movements*
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:16:43 AM)
Very well, Tom. And Rowan makes it very homey here.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:17:52 AM)
Thank you Sarah...*She smiled at her, taking a moment to help walk Tom to the bed.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:18:00 AM)
How much did you have to drink...?
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:18:20 AM)
*And assisted in setting Thomas on the bed*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:19:24 AM)
*As he helps propell himself as much as he can untill he is settled on the bed* I had two drinks. That whiskey is a lot stronger than the beer. I wasn't quite prepared for that, and I don't think I really ate today. *he smiles* I won't make that mistake again, Rowan Rhya. I will be easier to guard from now on.
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:20:36 AM)
*She smirks faintly and shakes her head* well, at least he is not irritating inebriated
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:21:25 AM)
*She tenses a moment, quickly exiting the bedroom, moving into the kitchen. After a few moments she returns with a glass of water and a small pack of saltine crackers.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:21:59 AM)
One of my coleagues at Oxford said I was a philsodrunk. *he nods like a deboned fish.* I guess I could be irritating if you already think I talk to much, cause that was what he said, I talk even more when the mental filters get swamped.
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:22:38 AM)
You are not attempting rude behavior, or making a mess. Thus not irritating
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:24:04 AM)
Are you feeling alright for not having eaten today, Thomas?
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:24:33 AM)
Some might disagree with you. Father was very certain that in mixed company the kin should be seen and not heard. I don't know if father ever really got used to the idea I would fundamentally talk for a living. But if I'm talking out of turn, lemme know and I will shut right up.*Looking to Rowan* I feel -fine- just a little... floaty. *he nods again* How do you feel?
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:25:30 AM)
I think food and some water would be wise
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:26:22 AM)
I am thinking about making soup...*She wrung her hands, slightly.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:28:00 AM)
*noticing the hadn wringing* Have I upset you? *turnign to Sarah* I haven't upset her, have I? I would hate to upset her. *looking back to Rowan* Soup is good if it's not too much trouble.
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:29:00 AM)
*She puts a calming hand on rowan* It is fine...all is well.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:30:19 AM)
*She nods, smiling a bit.* I am a wreck I know...
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:31:55 AM)
Thomas, you should have water, and some food, small bits. Rowan...why don't you get him some water and toast or a bagel
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:33:04 AM)
*She nods to Sarah, smiling reassuringly and moving into the kitchen.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:33:07 AM)
*he seems very concerned by their responses and becomes very quiet, sitting very still, trying to be unobtrusive and not take up any more space than he must* I'm Sorry.
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:34:45 AM)
Relax *saying in a calm, soothing voice* Just take off your shoes, relax and sip water. You are fine, and so is she
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:35:41 AM)
*he leans forward, unlacing his boots with clumsy fingers, slipping off his boots and socks before sitting back up, wobbily*
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:37:27 AM)
see, fine.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:38:55 AM)
*he looks up to her nodding to her* I feel fine. Just floaty. *he smiles lopsidedly* It'll pass. I just didnt' realize how strong that whiskey was. You sure Rowan isn't mad at me?
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:39:16 AM)
*She returns to the room, holding a small plate of dry cinnamon raisin toast and a cup of ice water, handing it to him.*
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:39:41 AM)
She is not mad. Do women who are angry...bring you cinnamon toast?
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:40:02 AM)
((and I reaaaaaaally need to go to sleep))
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:40:13 AM)
(Awww, thankies for the RP sweetie)
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:40:23 AM)
*he smiles* you have a point* Looking up to Rowan* Thank you for bringing me somthign to eat.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:40:27 AM)
(( it was fun! ))
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:41:02 AM)
*She exhales and shakes her head* I am going to bed. Wake me up if you need anything. Good night
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:41:41 AM)
((nini))
Sarah Matthews (Nov 30, 2011 2:41:45 AM)
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Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:41:51 AM)
Night, Sarah! *he waves at her as she leaves turnign his attention to Rowan*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:44:13 AM)
*She tells Sarah goodnight, then looking to Thomas, clasping her hands together.* Did...you think I was upset with you?
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:45:05 AM)
Hand wringing is usually indicative of that in my experience. *he drinks down about half the water in one go before ravenously turning his attention to the toast*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:48:49 AM)
*She sees him eating, and moves into the kitchen, returning with a small bowl of grapes and vanilla wafers, handing it to him.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:50:04 AM)
*he nods his head accepting her gifts of food, eating them ravenously as well, finishing his water* Would... you sit with me, please, Rowan Rhya?
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:51:43 AM)
*She nods, smoothing her hair back behind her ears.* Yes...is something the matter?
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:52:30 AM)
Nothing's wrong, I just... I dont' want you to be mad at me? *he looks up to her hope and worry written in his inebriated face*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:53:33 AM)
*She shakes her head.* No...I am not mad at you. *She stands.* I am going to make some tea...would you like some? It's a special blend of mint and echinacea...quells the liquor feeling.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:54:33 AM)
*He nods to her* I would like that very much, and then I would like you to come sit with me again. *he watches her get up, and sets the empty plates on the table by the bed*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 2:55:06 AM)
*She nods.* Of course. *She smiles at him reassuringly, moving to take the plates into the kitchen and prep the tea.* (back in 5!)
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 2:56:30 AM)
*he lays himself down in the bed gently, feet dangling off the bed eager for her return* (( kk ))
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:05:23 AM)
*She returns with two cups of hot tea, handing him one.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:06:11 AM)
*he sits up at her return taking the cup from her and holding it between his hands* Thank you Rowan. *he seems to be sobering but he is still tipsy* If I embarassed you tonight, I am sorry.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:07:07 AM)
*She smiled as she sipped her tea.* You did not...merely the pressureI am placing on myself for being your guardian, Thomas.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:08:08 AM)
*he sips his tea and she can tell from his body language he would like to be closer to her, it's harder for him to hide or filter things while tipsy* I only drank because I feel safe. I knew you would protect me and I had nothing at all to fear.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:10:53 AM)
*She nods, then sighs.* Thomas...please, just learn to make the right decisions. *She looked at his face.* I will always try my hardest to do the right thing, to protect you, to make sure harm reaches me before it even touches you...but I need you to do your part as well. *She flushed in the cheeks a bit.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:13:20 AM)
I will in the future, Rowan-Rhya. I learn from my mistakes, and seldom if ever repeat them. *he looks at her face and hearing how she would protect him, he blushes* I will make this mistake up to you, Rowan. *he's smiling at her softly, innocently, and fiddling with his tea cup as he takes a sip. His eyes seem to sparkle and he very slowly scoots a little closer to her*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:25:16 AM)
*She seems him scoot over out of the corner of her eye as she sips her tea.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:27:20 AM)
Thank you for letting me stay here with you and Sarah, Rowan. It really does remind me of how home felt back in Phillidelphia. *still smiling up at her as he sips down more of the tea* And I must say you brew a wonderful cup. I am feeling much better now.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:32:08 AM)
*She smiles* I am glad to hear that, Thomas. *She sighs, sipping the last bit of her tea.* You...don't feel sick or anything?
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:33:17 AM)
No. A little tired, but it has been a long day. *He returns her smile tilting his head, exposing his neck slightly* Your smile still lights up the area, you know?
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:35:10 AM)
*She shakes her head with a smile, clearing her throat as she looks into her empty tea cup.* Thomas...*She clears her throat.*...I...*She sighs, biting her lower lip.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:37:18 AM)
You what, Rowan? *scooting closer to her by an infinitesimal amount, looking up to her with shining eyes, hanging on her words as she bites her lip. She can tell he would like to reach out, just brush her cheek with his hand, but he resists*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:41:37 AM)
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Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:41:42 AM)
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Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:42:45 AM)
(( wibbles! ))
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:43:04 AM)
(ty!)
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:45:31 AM)
*She sighed a bit, nervous as she spoke.* I...don't understand your...attraction to me...*She licked her lips slightly, feeling them and her throat having gone dry as she said the words.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:47:27 AM)
Would you like me to explain it to you? Would understanding still that tremble in your heart? *His voice is low and husky as he speaks, his eyes soft, deep pools of blue* Or would you rather just... lay down with me, let me hold your hand, and enjoy that I do find you beguiling?
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:49:29 AM)
*She looked him in the eyes.* I want you to tell me Thomas...but only if you promise me that it is you and not what you had to drink giving you the courage to do so. *She blinked, lifting her chin slightly.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:51:20 AM)
You can tell it's not the alchohol, becasue I'm not babbling like a moron any more. *he places his hand on the bed between them, his fingers almost but not quite touching her* When we met, I could tell you were well read, curious of mind, and passionate about what you do. You are courages, strong, but you have a warm heart that cares profoundly...
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:51:32 AM)
(( courageous ))
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:52:42 AM)
You have a beautiful smile, eyes that I could get lost in, and skin that makes me shiver to my core. You, Rowan, are... too good to be true. I know that if I move to quickly and you aquiesse to my desires that I will wake up and this will have been a dream.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 3:55:32 AM)
*She looked deeply into his eyes as he spoke, listening intently just before looking way with a quick exhale of breath.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 3:57:43 AM)
*he lays down on the bed behind her* You must hear such words all the time. From so many beautiful faces, people who would make a better date than a simple proffessor, a humble book worm... *he sighs* I understand I wouldn't be your first choice. I guess I will have to be content to cherish you from afar then? *His words are still soft, deep, and sweet like honey*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:02:19 AM)
*She kept her back to him, shoulders very tense with her eyes downcast as she held her eyes tightly shut with a furrowed brow. But, she still listened as he spoke.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:04:27 AM)
*he sees her tense, and he doesn't understand why. His arm slips out to rest on the bed near her, still not touching her without permission* Rowan. We are here, home and safe. You protect me, and you keep me safe. Let me return the favor for you. Please Rowan, tell me what burdens your heart? What causes such obvious pain?
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:08:54 AM)
*She stood from the bed, turning to look at him to reveal her face shiny with tears.* I...I'm still hurting, Thomas. I can't forget about it, about how...how I just gave my heart away without thinking and about how much I am willing to do it again...f-for you. *She sobbed, covering her face with her hands, shaking her head.* I am su...supposed to be stronger than this...*She sniffled.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:12:30 AM)
Never forget about that pain, but please, don't let the ghost of that pain prevent you from finding happiness, even if it isn't with me. *he rolls to sit on the edge of the bed, holding his hand sout to her, but not touching her* You are stronger than this. It takes time for any wound to heal. I won't ask more of you than you are willing to give, but we are a tribe, and I will protect you when you need it, just as you will me.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:19:39 AM)
*She simply went to her knees shakily, her breathing slightly off and wavering as she sobbed. Moving foward once on her knees she placed her forehead against the top of the blanket before moving to place her cheek against the top of Thomas' knee, covering her face still with one hand, the other holding onto his leg.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:22:28 AM)
*as she moves to him, he lets her weep on his knee, he gently lays his hand on her head, smoothing her hair as he leans down to her, whispering soft pleasant words* It's alright, Rowan. Mourn the loss of what you loved. This doesn't make you weak, precious one. *his fingers twine through her hair, stroking it gently* Let it out, my sweet, dear woman. My Guardian.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:29:27 AM)
*She sits up, wiping her face with a slight shake of her head with a few deep in and out breaths.* Sometimes I am quite silly...*She sniffled, looking up at him.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:31:33 AM)
As are we all. There is no weakness in morning what we have lost, Rowan, and if you need to cry, I am safe. Your secrets will die with me. *he straightens her hair, looking down to her, a soft smile on his lips* But I think you are wonderful Rowan.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:35:52 AM)
*She looked at him for what seemed like minutes, but broke the gaze a few moments later. Looking down and realizing she still held onto him, she stood casually, smoothing her hair behind her ears and away from her face. Sighing she nodded.* Now...I know what Sarah meant.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:38:32 AM)
What she meant by what, Rowan? *his voice is soft and inviting, his face shows deep and honest concern for her. He leans in, listening to her, letting his elbows rest on his knees his hands resting extended around her, not touching her, but near enough to her that she can feel his comforing presance.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:45:43 AM)
*She moves to sit on the bed, wiping her eyes with the sleeves of her sweater and shrugging gently.* She said something...and it made me think. Love isn't meant to be easy because it is just that much worth it.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:49:05 AM)
*he nods* My parents loved each other, and it was very difficult on them. I... I have never known what it is to truely be in love myself, and I hope some day to know what it was that was in my father's eyes as he looked at my mother. Some day, I know I will, and it will be difficult, and it will seem like the world will be against me, but I am the son of Rings Liberty's Bell, and I will fight for it when it comes to me. And I will fight for your comfort and happiness, Rowan.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 4:55:47 AM)
*She listened and nodded, moving to sit on the bed beside him. The statement he made was endearing, and she couldn't find a fitting response to it save for the simple gesture of placing her head on his shoulder.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 4:58:35 AM)
*as she lays her head on his shoulder, he slips an arm around her, holding her gently, not keeping her, or clinging to her. His fingers trail along her arm gently and he leans his head against hers, brushing her forehead with his cheek. He takes in a deep breath, shuddering as he lets it out, very content to sit here and hold her* Thank you for letting me be this for you Rowan.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 5:01:41 AM)
*She settled in slightly closer against him, mumbling something under her breath.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:02:46 AM)
*he settles into her warm body, his fingers closing gently and comfortingly around her arm* I'm sorry, Rowan? I didn't quite catch that?
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 5:06:55 AM)
*She bit her lower lip, gently lifting her head before nudging at his cheek with the tip of her nose, whispering.* I said...*She swallowed, knowing she should not say what she was about to say.*...-w- I want you to kiss me...*Leaning back, gazing deeply into his eyes. Her head tilted slightly to the side.*...as if you'll never have another chance to.
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:09:21 AM)
*he hears her words, and she can feel him shiver at them. He doesn't hesitate, or wait for her to change her mind. He shifts to turn towards her, gently taking her face in his hands. closing his eyes, he leans in to kiss her with a depth, a fire, and a passion that would surprise even Thomas. One hand slips to the back of her head, the other down her back as he pours his being into that one kiss.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 5:22:06 AM)
*She closes her eyes just before she felt his lips on hers, and before doing so she caught the scent of something familiar. It's strength matched the fervor he placed into the kiss and she felt the warmth it caused to form in her body as a slight hum of sweet tension formed slowly in her abdomen. She only received the kiss at first, wishing to feel it coming from him...but after a few moments she returned it. She felt unafraid, giving a lowl rumble of delight in response as she pressed her lips firmly to his in return, hands clutching him almost roughly at his back.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:25:38 AM)
*he gently but firmly leads her in this kiss, letting her receive it at first, and as she returns it he feels his own passions rising within him. As she clutches at him roughly, a low, pleasant sound escapes from him. He gently brings her down to the bed, laying beside her as the kiss lasts. His lips and tongue working together. His strong arms around her pull her to him closely, and he tosses a leg over hers, wanting her as near as he could make her. If he only gets this one kiss, it will be something that is seared into her memory forever.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 5:36:33 AM)
*She holds him tightly as her hands roam over the curvature of his back, tips of her fingers memorizing the shape of him while gripping him considerably with a firm grazing of nails down any particular spot of his back. Each stroke of her tongue against his and each firm press of his mouth down onto hers made her feel more uninhibited than before, bringing forth faint sounds of delight from her throat. She turned at the hip slightly as she felt herself settled with her back against the bed, wanting to be closer to him. A hand slid to the back of his neck, nails grazing the hairline gently in a slow up and down motion.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:41:30 AM)
*He lets her hold onto him as tightly as she wants, thrilling at the feeling of her nails as satisfied noises escape him. He arches into her rough touch, loving the sensation of it all. He settles part of his weight onto her, his hip pressing to hers. As she lets herself go into the moment, he follows her merrily down that path. His own hands caress the length of her spine as he nips at her lips and tongue before renewing his passionate kiss in full*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:43:17 AM)
*His fingers trail against her back, and ass the urgency of his kiss builds, she can feel him start to reciprocate the play of his nails on her, working the back of her shirt up untill his fingers trace her bare back. His breath is catching and she can feel how his heart hammers in his chest like thunder.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:44:04 AM)
(( as the urgency, not ass. ))
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 5:48:06 AM)
*She would suddenly angle her head, deepening the kiss as a low rumble comes from her throat. It's a sound similiar to one an animal makes when it feels a sense of contentment or delight. After a moment or so she slowly and expertly sucks the tip of his tongue mid-kiss, nibbling his lower lip slightly before laying her head back to look into his eyes. A hand would lift to his cheek, resting it there as she simply stared into his eyes.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:51:11 AM)
*As she breaks the kiss, he is left breathless, panting like he just ran a marathon. He is still shaking from the sensation of her sucking on his tongue, and his eyes are just lost in the moment. He returns her gaze, leaning into her hand as he holds her. She can see the tears trying to form in his eyes as he shudders, stiffling one last aftershock moan.* If that is the only kiss I get to give you, I certainly think it will suffice. *he smiles softly, still trying to catch his breath*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 5:54:55 AM)
*Seeing his eyes, she worries slightly. Not for his physical being is she worried, but for his emotions.* Shh...*She gently pulls his face to hers, nuzzling his with her own very tenderly with a few comforting words before placing a simple kiss on his cheek after whispering a bit more against it.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 5:58:09 AM)
*his arms gently squeeze her as she whispers soft and pretty words to him. He returns the gentle nuzzling and his hands grip her back. He trembles at that simple, chaste kiss on his cheek, letting out a low, moaning sigh. As his composure slowly returns to him, his whispers his soft thanks to her, settling into her body, deeply content and hoping that she doesn't send him away now*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:02:51 AM)
*She caresses the back of his neck comfortingly, simply looking into his eyes before noticing her sweater had come undone to reveal her bare left shoulder with a slight hint of strap from her tank top showing. She is timid as she speaks, but does so with her usual tone.* May...I sleep beside you, Thomas?...
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:05:37 AM)
*He practically purrs as she caresses his neck, looking deeply into her eyes, his blue eyes shimmering in the low lights. His hand moves to her shoulder, the pads of his fingers playing against the skin he finds there, tracing the tank top strap. He smiles softly up to her* Yes, you may, Rowan. Nothing would please me more, and you asking to stay here with me saves me from having to beg you not to leave me, so I thank you for that.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:07:26 AM)
*She lifts her head to nip his shoulder playfully at hearing his statement.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:08:27 AM)
*he smiles, laughing softly at her nipping of him, then brushing his hiar back, he bares his neck to her, fully and openly as he chews lightly on his lower lip*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:12:26 AM)
*Smiling, she places a gentle peck on his neck, leaning back down*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:14:36 AM)
*He shivers at the kiss on his neck, snuggling back into her body, breathing her scent deeply as he does so* Thank you for everything today, Rowan. *he breathes deeply and sighs softly into her* I hope you are happy with the way this has gone.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:20:47 AM)
*She nods, eyes slightly heavy-lidded with a slight glow to the color in them as she strokes his cheek very gently with the backs of her fingers. Her scent is that of the outdoors and a hint of lavender.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:25:17 AM)
(( Evidentlaly, I have frozen... Back in a flash. ))
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:25:22 AM)
(kk)
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:25:22 AM)
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Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:25:50 AM)
(( So sorry, I didn't see anything after my last post. ))
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:28:35 AM)
*She nods, eyes slightly heavy-lidded with a slight glow to the color in them as she strokes his cheek very gently with the backs of her fingers.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:30:17 AM)
*As the adrenaline from the kiss fades, his own eyes match hers for being half lidded, he pulls her against his body, sharing his warmth, his breath and his affection. He runs his fingers through her hair slowly, smiling at her soft touch* Sleep well, Rowan. I am safe in your arms.
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:36:08 AM)
*She yawns slightly, nestled very contentedly in the crook of his arms after taking a moment to kick off her shoes. She speaks sleepily, stroking his chest with her fingertips lightly.* You too, Tho...mas...mnn...*Her eyes close, and her body relaxes.*
Thomas J. Morgan (Nov 30, 2011 6:36:51 AM)
*As she drifts off, he relaxes, all is right with the world, and he is well and truely happy.*
Rowan Wintermoon (Nov 30, 2011 6:44:57 AM)
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