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Date: 2014-03-14 06:47 am (UTC)
bigkanimaoncampus: (Nap time)
From: [personal profile] bigkanimaoncampus
He moves easily with her hand, settling back down onto the bed, now on his back. His arm settles over her, almost protectively. With her there against him it felt, if just for a moment, nothing terrible had ever happened. That everything was currently, had always been, would always be alright.

"Certainly better than being excessively hairy," he said with a small smile. He moved his hand, fingers gently gliding over her skin.

Date: 2014-03-14 06:52 am (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (lazy smile)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
"Most of the time." she grins and corrects playfully. "I think you're secretly shaving more often during the full moon."

She is doing much the same, her finger tracing seemingly random symbols on his chest, except they're the periodic table starting with Hydrogen.

Date: 2014-03-14 07:03 am (UTC)
bigkanimaoncampus: (blue eyes-smug)
From: [personal profile] bigkanimaoncampus
"You can't prove anything." If she could see his face, she would see the obviously fake offense he took at her implications. "There is one thing I'll never understand, though." His tone dipped, sounding like he might be about to ask something actually serious. "When I go full wolf-face, where do my eyebrows go?"

Date: 2014-03-14 07:06 am (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (bright smile)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
She lets out a laugh, no doubt as he intended. "I have no idea. There's very little about your condition that science has any explanation for." Slyly, "I assure you though, they're exquisite eyebrows."

Date: 2014-03-14 07:13 am (UTC)
bigkanimaoncampus: (Cool shades)
From: [personal profile] bigkanimaoncampus
His hand was shifting lower and lower with every few passes, inching toward her hip and lower back. "I'd hope so. I put too much work into them for them to not be." There was a false sort of smugness in his voice, but an almost proud smile on his face.

Date: 2014-03-14 07:17 am (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (carefree)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
"You're so vain." she teases, rolling her head slightly so she can press a kiss to his chest before letting it fall back again so one more her cheek is just below his heart. The sound of it beating is comforting.

Date: 2014-03-14 08:21 am (UTC)
bigkanimaoncampus: (Sleepy time)
From: [personal profile] bigkanimaoncampus
If he hadn't been anything down, he might have just shrugged. "I take pride in my hard work." He sounded more amused than anything.

Date: 2014-03-15 04:51 am (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (everything's coming up lydia)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
"And your work is...getting your eyebrows waxed?" Lydia teases, letting her fingers finish the periodic table so she can trace a line up his chin, over his mouth and toward the bridge of his nose, between the aforementioned beautiful eyebrows. And beautiful everything.

Date: 2014-03-16 06:56 pm (UTC)
bigkanimaoncampus: (blue eyes-smug)
From: [personal profile] bigkanimaoncampus
"Among other things," he said softly. He tipped his chin up, gently kissing her palm and wrist as her hand passed over his face. "You can only leave so much to genetics."

Date: 2014-03-16 07:08 pm (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (bare shoulder)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
"You'd be beautiful even if your eyebrows were crooked." she tells him with a grin, pressing her mouth briefly against his neck for a soft kiss.

With her face still muffled against his neck and her expression hidden, she murmurs softly, "I love you."

Date: 2014-03-16 07:20 pm (UTC)
bigkanimaoncampus: (Sad lizard face)
From: [personal profile] bigkanimaoncampus
A soft sound of pleasure escaped at the feel of her lips on his neck, his chin tilting slightly to invite it further. He'd been about to make a comment, implying where such a kiss could lead. But her following words derailed that completely. She might have even heard the skipped beat of his heart. Instead of saying anything in return, he shifted. His fingers gently guiding her chin so he could tilt his own head, planting a tender kiss on her lips.

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