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 Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 4:31 pm
Amelia giggled at the garbled noise Rhys somehow managed to produce in lieu of intelligent speech. His voice cleared well enough a minute later, though. "Right. That's good. I'm exhausted..."
She coughed sheepishly into her hand, feeling her hip bump into Rhys' hip. She reached up, brushed his hair off of the nape of his neck. "You really must be tired," she managed out quietly. She glanced at her room in the dim lighting. ...Okay I really need to clean in here. Amelia sank down on her bed, then flopped over and rearranged the blankets, trying to make them a little neater.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 4:46 pm
"It's been a while since I've had to run around quite so much," Rhys said, removing his boots and outer white robes, showing socks and sky-blue robes underneath. Leaving them lying around on the floor, he raised the blankets, sidling in beside her, putting his arms around her body. It was both warm and (despite the exhaustion) rather enticing in this position.
He was tired, yes. But he still turned her around slightly so her face was towards his, and still re-introduced his lips to hers once again before they fell unconscious.
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