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 Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 12:33 pm
"Do you have a brush?" He sure as hell didn't, but he was more than willing to try without brushing it first. He ran his fingers through her long raven locks and didn't find much resistance so he began to separate strands. It was 3, right? He combed Misha's hair a bit more with his finger, giving her a completely unnecessary serious of scalp-skritches, and then began to work.
Alright. He could do this. Muscle memory, right?
He was fumbling with the first pleat. Move the right over the middle? ...or middle... under the right...
"I may have overestimated myself." Left over... middle. Right over middle-- ! That looked almost right! "Wait, wait, I think I got it." Funny, when he tried to think about it it was all a complicated jumble, but his hands seemed to remember. Military knots were one thing. Hair-braiding was another entirely.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 6:56 pm
Misha held very still for him but her excellent behavior was admittedly only half out of courtesy to his work. The other part of her held still simply so she could enjoy the feel of his fingers carding through her hair to the fullest extent possible. His touch sent little shivers through her system, translating into warmth and a growing sense of relaxation mixed with anticipation. He was very gentle and she closed her eyes to better savor the moments. Unconsciously, Misha sighed and a small hum escaped her. She could care less how quality the braid was. All she wanted was the soothing, sweet touch.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2017 4:41 pm
"That's no good..." he murmured in a voice that was nearly a whisper. He undid the lopsided braiding he had nearly completed and started over again. It was more centered this time, but still a bit too loose.
Brian heard the hum and half-smiled himself. In a moment he was sighing too. He moved more slowly, took some extra time stroking each strand and scratching her scalp when he got there. He knew it felt good to have someone play with your hair.
"Alright," he said finally. He didn't have anything to tie it but it was good enough. The urge to kiss Misha's bare neck had to be avoided.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 3:42 pm
"All done?" Misha asked softly. It felt like she was pulling herself from a trance; his hands working at her hair, fingers teasing her scalp, sent her into complete relaxation. She sighed when she felt his hands move away. It seemed he was done. Hitching a hip up a bit, she managed to fish a hair tie from her pocket. With a quick movement, she managed to wrap the end of her braid. Then she leaned back abruptly until she was snuggled up with her back against Brian's chest. Reaching up, she drew his arms around her shoulders and held his hands in both of hers over her collarbones. "I bet it looks great. Thank you, Handsome."
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 3:55 pm
He laughed. "Oh, you're not gonna wanna keep that." The words had lost their punch come the last two, though. Suddenly Misha was there right up against him, and guiding him to hold her. Brian sighed, but it was a controlled sort of exhalation that could have been anything at all. He felt defeated somehow, and he let his head thump against the back of Misha's before he lifted it to kiss her hair.
"You get the bed tonight."
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 6:35 pm
Misha giggled and twisted her head a bit to look at him out the corner of her eye. "Are we having that argument again?" she teased.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2017 10:32 am
"No," Brian said, "I'm telling you." He smiled and kissed her hair again. "It's only fair. You're the guest. Guests get the bed."
Unless the guest was a half-drunk coworker at three in the morning. Then they got the couch.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2017 5:25 pm
"Fiiiine." Misha sighed heavily, overly dramatic. Then she grinned and gave his hands another squeeze. Craning her head to a fresh angle, she gave him an upside down smile. "But I'm only letting you get all masterful and commanding because you're kind of cute like this."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 3:35 pm
"You know, once they paid me to be masterful and commanding," Brian teased. He probably still slipped into the role now and again, in fact he knew he did, but when you weren't on the roster it didn't really matter. people might just think he was obnoxious. Oh well.
"What are you feeling next? I vote comedy or action."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 7:14 pm
"Action works for me." She paused, considering, and then shifted to better snuggle into him. She had no inclination to move if she were being honest and so made no gesture to fetch anything from her bag where it still rested on the floor at the other end of the couch. For all that her visit served to bolster Brian after time with his family, she found it soothed knots within her own mind as well. The bayou and the Alps and all of the things they had done and caused seemed like ages ago but she still had a dream here and there. She never liked those dreams. Misha pressed her cheek against his shoulder. "Can you get something with the remote or do I have to get one from my bag?" she asked quietly. "Oh, and thank you. By the way."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 4:43 pm
"Nah, we can use the remote," Brian said. He didn't much want Misha to move either, so there was no offense taken. Of course he had never sat with friends like this, but what were he and Misha to each other anyway? He still wasn't totally sure, and the moment his mind started to wander toward his feelings toward Misha he instinctively retreated as quickly as possible.
Instead, he picked up the remote and brought up the menu to start scrolling though. Action. Sci-fi, maybe? "Huh? 'Thank me' for what?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 5:58 pm
"For..." There was a slight hesitation and then Misha laughed softly. "For being you and letting me ramble about whatever's in my fluffy head and trusting me enough that you share back. How's that?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 12:12 pm
Well, she'd pretty much already thanked him for that, hadn't she? Brian smiled anyway. He must have been doing something right if this was the third time he was being thanked. He wasn't sure what it was, but he was glad he was doing it.
"Of course. Thanks for being trustworthy enough to share with. Besides, your head isn't fluffy, it's very... uniquely braided right now." He laughed slightly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 8:50 pm
"If I could tear myself away from you, I would get a mirror and check." Misha giggled and relaxed even more against him. "But I'm too comfy here. You make an excellent chair. I think I'll have to sit on you more often."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 6:09 pm
There was a flicker of something inappropriate in his head, but his conscience forced it away immediately.
"Yeah, I don't think I'm getting up," he said. "You can sit with me any time you like." He would even let her do it in public, because why not? If anyone asked they could say they weren't together, and if not asked? Well, who cared?
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