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[teetheyes]

Downtime's never a great indicator.

Constantine, Yuuko, hell maybe even you Foster, got time to spare?

Private to the Bluebird//Action

It's a little late for breakfast.

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//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[scowl and push!]

Liar.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Catching the wall before he can go crashing down.]

Heeeeey.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'm not short!

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Shorter than me shorter than me.

[Hands up in surrender, ehehe.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[smirk]

Fine.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Water set to that calm overhead drizzle.]

Better?

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[nods] Better.

[soaps Cori up]

You're tense.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Am I? You did just attack me.

[Soapy.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You're really tense.

[massaging now]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Ooh... that's nice.

[Head rolling back.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I used to do this for Bearskin a lot.

[massage]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Who?

[Sounds hairy, nice hot water.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[massage]

My commander.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Visuals. Make them stop! He shakes his head: self control now.]

You must've been really good for a military man.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[finishes, and quick soap and shower]

Do you think? I worked hard.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You always put in a hundred and ten percent.

[Rinse Blue, rub to his shoulders though not as extensive as his massage.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

That's why I lived, and some others didn't.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I knew that luck thing wasn't completely true.

[Kiss to the top of his head, water off.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

That's only a small part of it.

[gets out and grabs two fluffy new towels]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I figured as much. It's not easy business.

[Not his and hers towels. Another kiss, drying off.]

Not anymore, right?

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[dries his hair, and a kiss!]

No, not anymore.

I'm okay now.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Smile, towels hanging.]

Good. Okay go get into those PJs.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'll just stay nude.

[pulls him to bed]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Even better!

[Whew. Pulled into bed.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pulls his covers and fluffs them, then curls up with him]

Love you, Cori.