"You. You're utterly adorable. And..." She trailed off, head tucking closer as she tried not to laugh. Now his groin braids had beads, only these ones chimed and she was picturing the look others would give him if his crotch jingled when he walked. There was a giggle.
"Oh, so you're laughing at me, then?" He could not help but laugh as well, even if he didn't know what they were laughing at. Simply hearing the giggles coming from her made him do the same himself, amused and endeared at her, rather than at whatever she found so amusing.
"Maybe a little." She lifted her head, smiling widely as she lifted up and gave him a quick kiss, then settled back down. "But in a good way, I promise."
She moved to settle in against him, her stomach picking that moment to rumble loudly. "Seems I might have to make something to munch on sooner than later."
"Hmm. Then I suppose I will forgive you for it." His tone joking, of course, because there wasn't anything for him to forgive.
He chuckled softly at the rumbling sound, and promptly his stomach did the same, as if agreeing with hers, though that sound was a little softer. "In a moment, we will. Go and prepare ourselves something to... ah, munch on."
"If I could just live off sex, I think I'd be fine. But... chicken, Fili. Tasty, tasty chicken." She made a happy sounding sigh, arm sliding around his side to let her give him a squeeze. "I got some ambrosia type thingy from the deli that tastes like sin. We can have that for dessert."
"If I could just live off sex... I would still want food. Food and drink, plenty of it," he said with an amused tone. Eating was a pleasure as well, after all, not just something he did because he needed it to live. Tipping his head to the side, he looked at her again. "What is ambrosia? Or... the deli, for that matter?"
"Mm, good dwarf. Smart dwarf." Yet another thing they had in common. She angled her head up to see him better as they talked. "Ambrosia? It's a dessert that's kind of like a fruit salad, but this one's different. It's like... raspberry marshmallow fluff mousse with fruit. Which... probably isn't very helpful, but trust me. You'll like it. And the deli's a part of the grocery store. It's the counter you go get your meats and cheeses from, but they sometimes have mixed salads, desserts, and other tasties there too."
He knitted his eyebrows together as she described the dish, because that was a lot of strange and previously unfamiliar words put together. In the end he at least had a slight notion of what it was, so he nodded. Even if he couldn't picture it properly, there was nothing like giving it a try. "Then I should like that very much. After that chicken that you mentioned."
"Lots of chicken? Do you have a preference for deep fried or chicken salad? Or should I do both. I'm happy with both." Things Riley was passionate about; food, hunting, family... and apparently sex with dwarves.
Well, he was more than happy to provide in what he could, clearly. "Deep fried sounds delicious, although I have never had it before. I don't like salad much, though, I must say. But if it has chicken in it..." He shrugged. The mix did sound better than just eating plain salad.
"You've never had deep-- oh, that's it. Deep fried coming up. And chicken salad. Which isn't really a salad. I have no idea why they call half the things salads that they do, other than maybe because it's a bunch of things in a bowl." She moved to push herself up, crawling over to kiss him enthusiastically before moving to get off the bed. "I'm just going to grab a quick shower and, ah... clean up a little first." Because yes, there was still the smear of their mixed fluids between her thighs and more might make its way out as she stood. "You're welcome to join me."
He chuckled a bit at her enthusiasm, though he was admittedly even more looking forward to trying those dishes now, with a reaction like that. His eyes followed her as she stood up, admiring all the curves he had touched, all the spots he had kissed, and alike all the places where she was a dirty mess after what they'd done.
And that offer - how could he resist? So of course he shifted on the bed too, hopping off of it and chasing after her towards the bathroom. "Well, since you insist...!"
Chasing. That was a thing with shifters and letting herself get caught spoke volumes about her wants and desires with him. But she only let him keep her for a moment before turning to get the water started, nice and hot so she could make food without worrying about getting anything... untowards in it. And the bonus of a wet, naked Fili was... well, a bonus.
He only put his arms around her briefly, kissing the skin on her side, then let her go, waiting as she turned on the tap. She knew better than he did how to work it, so he waited instead, brushing a hand down her inner thigh and towards her knee as he stepped closer to test the temperature of the water as well.
Hot, but not too hot, she stepped into the spray, pulling him with her. "You keep that up and we're never going to eat." Her hands moved to his shoulders, turning so they were both able to feel the water as it hit between them. She let her eyes flick down, taking him in as he was and arching a brow at him. "I am pretty fond of the view of you wet."
"What? Who, me? I wasn't doing anything." But his smile and tone were a little too innocent, showing just how much he knew exactly what she was talking about. He waited as she stepped underneath the spray, following along promptly, then closing his eyes as for a moment the water rained down on him.
He opened them again when she spoke, smiling a little, his gaze then traveling down her figure as well. His hands settled near her knees again, a gentle touch, unable to help himself. "Well, I am very fond of the view of you wet."
"You're a filthy liar. I guess it's good we're in the shower." She grinned, hands just enjoying touching him, spreading water over him, watching the droplets bead and trickle down.
His return compliment had her smiling, a softer one than the wide grins of before. "Thank you." And then she had to go ruin it. "Lucky for you I'm pretty much always wet the second I see you."
"So that I'm a clean liar now?" His chuckle was muffled by the running shower, as his hands trailed up and down her sides, spreading the water across her warm skin. Not really meaning to tease her now, just wanting to help clean the sweat and whatever other stains she had on her.
Her last remark hardly ruined anything for him, if anything it only amused him, and he laughed in response. The smile that lingered was a teasing one, though, as he arched an eyebrow suggestively at her. "I can't say I mind that in the least. And you look even better when we are talking about that sort of wet."
"Yes," she said, leaning in and licking his lip. "A clean, tasty liar."
Her hands moved between her legs to get off the worst of their leavings, feeling the slick of her wet and the thicker texture of his before they washed away. "You look impossible to deny when you're standing there about to tear your pants open with no hands. It's an impressive trick."
He hummed and closed his eyes, pressing his lips just so as she leaned down, in a brief kiss. Then he grinned again, another laugh leaving him as she answered. "Why, thank you. Perhaps next time I will be successful and actually rip them by the seams."
"I'd actually like to see that happen." Which meant that she'd probably be making a concerted effort to get him aroused and keep him that way whenever he had his pants on.
Oh, that sounded vaguely ominous there, especially with the way she looked at him. And yet, he could not help being amused at the mental image, though he didn't think that ripping his trousers apart through the power of his arousal alone could ever happen. Unless he happened to wear particularly tight and flimsy trousers...
"That was not an invitation for you to test it," he stared flatly for a moment, as his hands ran down her inner thighs as well, washing them clean. Or that was his purpose, at least.
"Sure sounded like one to me." She grinned, her hands moving over his as their fluids were washed away and she was clean. For the most part. Which just left him, and she moved to slide her hand over his shaft, slow and careful and teasing in making sure it was equally clean.
He'd need them tailored especially. Too short, but too stocky.
Luckily the two rounds did leave him sufficiently spent that her touch didn't have him reacting quite as he would have in another situation. He did sigh pleasantly at the touch, nuzzling between her breasts for a moment, then planting a small kiss as he finished cleaning down her thighs, then cupped his hand over her sex to clean her there as well. He tried not to tease much then, at least, simply wanting to use the water to wash off all the remnants of their earlier activities and nothing more.
She might be willing to dish out the funds for that, because dayum, Fili.
Funny how both could have hands on the other's genitals and actually just be cleaning and not driving crazy. Though, it was still pleasant, washing or not, and when he was clean to her satisfaction, she leaned down and cupped his face in her hands, tipping it up so she could kiss him. "Now, how about I feed you since you've been so good at working up my appetite?"
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She moved to settle in against him, her stomach picking that moment to rumble loudly. "Seems I might have to make something to munch on sooner than later."
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He chuckled softly at the rumbling sound, and promptly his stomach did the same, as if agreeing with hers, though that sound was a little softer. "In a moment, we will. Go and prepare ourselves something to... ah, munch on."
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And that offer - how could he resist? So of course he shifted on the bed too, hopping off of it and chasing after her towards the bathroom. "Well, since you insist...!"
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He opened them again when she spoke, smiling a little, his gaze then traveling down her figure as well. His hands settled near her knees again, a gentle touch, unable to help himself. "Well, I am very fond of the view of you wet."
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His return compliment had her smiling, a softer one than the wide grins of before. "Thank you." And then she had to go ruin it. "Lucky for you I'm pretty much always wet the second I see you."
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Her last remark hardly ruined anything for him, if anything it only amused him, and he laughed in response. The smile that lingered was a teasing one, though, as he arched an eyebrow suggestively at her. "I can't say I mind that in the least. And you look even better when we are talking about that sort of wet."
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Her hands moved between her legs to get off the worst of their leavings, feeling the slick of her wet and the thicker texture of his before they washed away. "You look impossible to deny when you're standing there about to tear your pants open with no hands. It's an impressive trick."
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Good luck with that, Fili.
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"That was not an invitation for you to test it," he stared flatly for a moment, as his hands ran down her inner thighs as well, washing them clean. Or that was his purpose, at least.
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"Sure sounded like one to me." She grinned, her hands moving over his as their fluids were washed away and she was clean. For the most part. Which just left him, and she moved to slide her hand over his shaft, slow and careful and teasing in making sure it was equally clean.
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Luckily the two rounds did leave him sufficiently spent that her touch didn't have him reacting quite as he would have in another situation. He did sigh pleasantly at the touch, nuzzling between her breasts for a moment, then planting a small kiss as he finished cleaning down her thighs, then cupped his hand over her sex to clean her there as well. He tried not to tease much then, at least, simply wanting to use the water to wash off all the remnants of their earlier activities and nothing more.
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Funny how both could have hands on the other's genitals and actually just be cleaning and not driving crazy. Though, it was still pleasant, washing or not, and when he was clean to her satisfaction, she leaned down and cupped his face in her hands, tipping it up so she could kiss him. "Now, how about I feed you since you've been so good at working up my appetite?"
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