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[komarran]

So I should take care not to repeat it while you're standing? [ A light tease as she tucks her beneath his chin. It's a comfortable fit and it's surprising to him how quickly he could grow accustomed to this. ]

[mahalakshmi]

[ She muffles laughter into his skin, her shoulders bunching with it as she does. ] I could be like the English Ladies, go into a swoon when you do.

[komarran]

[ Her laughter never fails to make him smile. ] Please don't. I wouldn't trust my reflexes to save you from an unfortunate fall.

[mahalakshmi]

[ She starts laughing more, turning into giggles more than anything loud and sharp. ] I hope not. I do not think I could stand to be that kind of lady at all.

[komarran]

[ He presses his smile into the top of her head. ] I much prefer the kind you are now.

[mahalakshmi]

As long as we are agreed upon that, then, as I like you quite the way you are too.

[ That smile rattles all the way down her spine in a contentment. ] I suppose I should let you sleep if you have work tomorrow.

[komarran]

I do though I was given leave to come in later. [ Which he would not be mentioning if this development hadn't happened. He would have shown up to work bright and early if they weren't sharing a bed now. ]

Sleep well, [ he murmurs and kisses her hair before his hold on her loosens and he allows himself to drift off. ]

[mahalakshmi]

[ She doesn't sleep as immediately as that. Though she stays there, for a good long while, letting her breathing settle not to disturb him. It's enough - and if her battle-soaked mind can't let her believe it's real and there and hers at all, after all these years - it's something she can work up to. Counting each and every one of his breaths like it'll be gone too soon. Some dazed fever dream she had sunk into like a warm bath, so hard to drag herself out of it.

Stays, until she's sure he's asleep and deeply so before she lifts up that little to fish out the blackwater on it's chain from around her neck, hidden below the line of her nightgown, and gently uncapped it in a flick of her thumb. Puts it to her lips, and drinks the same sip of it that is enough that as ever, shudders through her body - her hand coming up to cup her mouth to keep herself quiet. But with nothing serious to heal aside from sore feet, it's not much more than a shuddering breath. Tomorrow, it will need to be refilled, but that's easily done away from his sight. To be worried about him seeing and asking just what it was she was drinking.

After it's drunk, she settles back to him, watching his face carefully for a minute as she braids her hair. Leaning up to kiss him softly the once and last when she's donee before she lets herself finally go to sleep beside him.

Doesn't stray from there, really, the rest of the night, the same way she held to her pillows, most nights, was the same way she holds to him. Her face into his shoulder pressed in close against his side, arm wrapped around him and sleeping deeply and well past dawn for the first time in months. ]

[komarran]

[ His sleep is never heavy. It hasn't been since he was a child, having to be ready to move at a moment's notice either in the presence of real danger or the whim of his father. Her movements aren't enough to wake him, though his brows furrow and he murmurs nonsense to himself in his sleep. None of what happened this evening felt real nor would it be until he woke up with her still in his arms.

It's later than normal when he awakes, bleary eyed and with limbs heavy from sleep. More restful than he normally has though the weight on top of him is surprising. It takes a second before he remembers what happened the evening before and smiles softly down at her.

Deciding work could wait a while longer, he gently cards his fingers through her hair as he waits for the sleep to shake off of him. ]

[mahalakshmi]

[ She doesn't open her eyes, not even a little when she feels his fingers brush into her hair. A half-moment, where she stills to be sure that it's not something worse in sleep fogged confusion, but when it's nothing but gentle and warm, she settles again. Not enough to wake her fully, but enough to have her half murmur something that might be good morning, that as she stretches up, is mouthed into her curve of his neck. So pleasantly heavily draped, all her limbs pulled her down and deep. ]

[komarran]

Good morning, [ he says far more audibly, but still calm and quiet. He has no desire to jolt her to wakefulness. That could come on it's own. It's not often he takes a lazy morning, but it's something they could both use. ]

[mahalakshmi]

[ It takes her a little while, but she eventually rolls backwards and away from him. Stretching out in a sharp arch upwards, her arms up above her head and fisting in the pillow momentarily as she yawns, her face scrunched up in the movement. Then flops back unceremoniously onto the bed, looking back at him in a lazy blink. ]

When do I lose you?

[komarran]

[ The question causes him to frown lightly and he shrugs. Leaving her should feel no different than it did any other day and yet... ]

Within the hour. I should get up soon to dress.

[ Duty called as it always did. ]

[mahalakshmi]

[ she shifts only so much that she sets her hands to him, slides gently up his chest. Warm still from sleep, ]

Do I have you too to myself until then?

[ She would never step in the way of duty - or at least, not much. ]

[komarran]

[ He nods and rests his hands over hers. The touch is comforting and he finds himself relaxing more beneath her. ]

I didn't intend to go elsewhere before then.

[mahalakshmi]

Good.

[ She breathes it out low as she leans up. Moving over him again but this time a little more direct, not pressing him down but to hover over him. Beginning to kiss at the side of his jaw, his neck, a slow press that isn't a demanding, no interest in pushing him for anything else than the sake of touching. It's for the pleasure of doing it alone. Down the column of his throat. Smiling softly into his skin. ]

[komarran]

[ That's.. That's a lot more than he expected. His brows furrow as he tries to watch her the best he can from this angle and rests a hand on her waist. While she's not demanding, he can't help but feel as if she wants something more from this. He swallows thickly and it's after a few moments that he finally interrupts with-- ]

Did you...?

[mahalakshmi]

[ She burrows her nose against her side of her throat with a grin where she can feel him swallow. Assures him then, not to push him, she didn't want to do that. Even if he was warm and comfortable, and so easy to drape all over right now. Shakes her head a little, as she moves in the wayward path of her kisses. ]

Saying good morning.

[ She settled lower, against the collar of his shirt and nips, just the edge of her teeth. Not to mark, just to tingle on his skin and give him something to think about at work for the day. Then shifting across to kiss above the beat of his heart through his clothes. ] Chai - ? [ English, Lakshmi - ] Tea?

[ She rolls backwards then, with a yawn again, arms stretching briefly above him as she settles on her knees, raking her fingers through the tangle of her hair out of her face. Such a morning person, apparently. ]

[komarran]

[ His breath catches as she moves from his throat. In the wake of her touch is warmth and it slowly works to shake off the sleep that tries to cling to him.

His hand flies to the spot she nips, running his fingers over it. No, not a mark though he almost wishes it was. The higher collar of his uniform would hide it well.

When she pulls back, he pushes himself up onto his elbows. ] Coffee, black, if that's all right.

[mahalakshmi]

[ Her teeth sink into her lip, watching him, as he does so. That sharp edged mischief that most of the time, she knows better than to express. But here? Safe too, she hopes. It's hard to move, for more than just the bed. Her hands settle either side of his hips, smooth up carefully. ]

I have no idea how you drink it like that.

[ Perched there in his lap, moving her weight to be comfortable to both of them, she muses on the thought. ] Or do you prefer it bitter so you can stomach all those Lordlings?

[komarran]

[ His gaze is distracted, focusing on her lips before he forces himself to drag it upwards and meet her eyes. ]

Partially. It kept me awake during graduate school. [ Far easier to prepare and cheaper, back when money was an issue for him. ] I could make us breakfast.

[mahalakshmi]

[ She does not notice so much, fiddling to set herself so much. Reaching across him, to the bedside table to fish for a clip to keep the stray bits of hair from her face. ]

I do like watching you cook. [ A purred contemplation. By far her favourite novelty of sharing her mornings with him. ] You should shower, I can't make you the coffee in the mean time.

[ She should get off him, too, for that matter. But well, when he asked and not a minute before hand. ]

[komarran]

[ There's a soft smile playing at his lips as he reaches to tuck a strand of hair she missed into her hold. ]

I should, [ he says with some hesitation. Asking her to get off of him is not a priority, but... ] Quickly if I'm too cook.

[ Which he would like to do if only to ensure she has something to eat beyond ratbars and whatever else she could throw together in his kitchen. ]

[mahalakshmi]

If you say so.

[ She looks down in contemplation, a slow rock of her hips before she leans down the rest of the way to kiss him, and sink her teeth into his bottom lip in a firm tug. The once with her eyes up on his face before she swings her other leg over and off the side of the bed. Scampering off out of the bedroom with laughter to leave him there. ]

[komarran]

[ The groan that slips out of him is unbidden and causes his cheeks to turn flush. If his body hadn't reacted before, that rock had been enough to get his attention though he's eager to get into the shower and make it no longer an issue.

His shower takes longer than intended because of it, but when he exits the bedroom he's fully dressed in uniform and heading for the kitchen. ]