Post by wordy on Jan 23, 2013 9:33:48 GMT 10
Title: when all is said and done
Rating: PG
Prompt: #77 there and back again
Summary: Pillow talk.
“But you hate the cold,” says George, wrapping his arms around her in bed. Alanna can’t help but sigh contentedly, press herself close and let his warmth bleed through to her bones. The hair on his chest tickles at her bare skin, a pleasant annoyance, like the sun’s dawn light through their window.
She thinks of the cold and the snow, and shivers. “I do. But—”
(She doesn’t expect him to understand, for all that he knows her clean through; she doesn’t quite understand it herself.)
He makes a soft noise, a thoughtful noise, and hugs her closer still. The blankets have grown cold around them, the day already calling. She presses a kiss to his throat, and below his ear. “Come with me,” she whispers, waiting, hoping, already half-knowing.
“The Roof of the World,” he muses.
Rating: PG
Prompt: #77 there and back again
Summary: Pillow talk.
“But you hate the cold,” says George, wrapping his arms around her in bed. Alanna can’t help but sigh contentedly, press herself close and let his warmth bleed through to her bones. The hair on his chest tickles at her bare skin, a pleasant annoyance, like the sun’s dawn light through their window.
She thinks of the cold and the snow, and shivers. “I do. But—”
(She doesn’t expect him to understand, for all that he knows her clean through; she doesn’t quite understand it herself.)
He makes a soft noise, a thoughtful noise, and hugs her closer still. The blankets have grown cold around them, the day already calling. She presses a kiss to his throat, and below his ear. “Come with me,” she whispers, waiting, hoping, already half-knowing.
“The Roof of the World,” he muses.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!