[ She slips her fingers in his mouth after he speaks, rubbing lightly at his tongue with the end of her middle finger. She likes the sound of that in his accent. It makes it mean something different. ]
Tex or Allison. Either's fine.
[ She tilts her head, back to resting it on his shoulder. Her breathing is now normal, slow and even, and she closes her eyes, relaxing. She moves her hand from his mouth to his cheek, and then to his scalp, feeling around for the texture of his skin and hair. She thinks for a moment about how she'd gotten on Church's case for letting his hair grow, how she'd harassed him into getting his hair cut, when it hadn't even been as long as Daniel's is now.
But that's just how things were between her and Church—always combative, always with some issue going on between them. The first time she'd had sex with Church in his human body here in this universe she'd immediately kicked him out of the room, barely even spending any time cuddling with him like this. She'd had her reasons for doing that. But maybe, maybe she shouldn't have. She caresses the side of Daniel's head. Why is she even thinking about Church? Church is gone. He's gone a second time from this universe, and she's left here, and she's making the most of it, enjoying her body's pleasures with no guilt, no guilt at all. She doesn't need to remain loyal to Church when they'd never even solidified what their relationship was.
This line of thought is frustrating her. She thumbs at Daniel's cheek, then sits up and looks into his face. Church isn't here. Church isn't here. ]
Were you planning to go back and work after this?
[ It's going to be immediately apparent what she hopes his answer is; while she waits for him to answer her hand is traveling downward between them and she starts playing with the hair below his navel. ]
no subject
Tex or Allison. Either's fine.
[ She tilts her head, back to resting it on his shoulder. Her breathing is now normal, slow and even, and she closes her eyes, relaxing. She moves her hand from his mouth to his cheek, and then to his scalp, feeling around for the texture of his skin and hair. She thinks for a moment about how she'd gotten on Church's case for letting his hair grow, how she'd harassed him into getting his hair cut, when it hadn't even been as long as Daniel's is now.
But that's just how things were between her and Church—always combative, always with some issue going on between them. The first time she'd had sex with Church in his human body here in this universe she'd immediately kicked him out of the room, barely even spending any time cuddling with him like this. She'd had her reasons for doing that. But maybe, maybe she shouldn't have. She caresses the side of Daniel's head. Why is she even thinking about Church? Church is gone. He's gone a second time from this universe, and she's left here, and she's making the most of it, enjoying her body's pleasures with no guilt, no guilt at all. She doesn't need to remain loyal to Church when they'd never even solidified what their relationship was.
This line of thought is frustrating her. She thumbs at Daniel's cheek, then sits up and looks into his face. Church isn't here. Church isn't here. ]
Were you planning to go back and work after this?
[ It's going to be immediately apparent what she hopes his answer is; while she waits for him to answer her hand is traveling downward between them and she starts playing with the hair below his navel. ]