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 Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:05 am
"NO YUU!" Freya slammed her other hand down when he tried to get her attention, screaming something completely irrelevant to what he was saying, before she finally sat up and started eating her sandwich with relish. Angry, sexually frustrated relish. She was focused, determined.. and probably eating too fast.
But damned if this sandwich wasn't going down her throat right now.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:07 am
Kettil startled at the sudden exclamation from his ghoulfriend. He sort of stared at her for a long moment before he started to finally eat as well. If she was doing that then she was fine, right?
...For the most part...?
...Did he break something again?
Oh shoot.
He focused on food while watching her.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:24 am
Still, even with this fervor charging her, Freya could only eat so much before she groaned and put the sandwich down. Her stomach was rebelling, so she stopped before it actually turned on her, and covered the sandwich up.
"I'm done." She announced, pushing the sandwich towards him. "No more please."
The please was emphasized with quiet pressure. She definitely did not want anymore food. Even the nachos were looked upon with distaste.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:28 am
"That's fine, Túkut, you did real good today," he said this with quiet pride. For a moment he just focused on finishing off what was left of the nachos and then went about cleaning up, putting the things to be disposed of into the bag.
Kettil moved to sit a bit closer to her, "Y'know," he said thoughtfully, "some of the things we do together could be considered exercise."
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:29 am
Kettil had no idea just how much that one little phrase could brighten her day. Her entire face lit up like the sun, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, jumping to flop on him so hard her entire weight rested against him, trying to push him on his back.
"Yay, I needs my cardio!" She cheered.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:34 am
He was prepared for many actions but that was not one of them. Kettil went down easily but with a lot of laughter even with her arms about his neck there was still too much of a gap between them for his tastes.
"Well, c'mere then," he said up at her playfully, his hands reached up to bring her face closer so their lips could meet. The taste of her lips were of the food that she had last eaten, but he didn't care because under that was Freya's flavor.
It was something he'd gradually become addicted to.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:07 pm
The most disorienting feeling swept over her when she woke up the next morning. It had been too long since she'd woken up anywhere but in her own soft, sinky bed. Whatever she slept on now was hard, and unyielding, and she could tell her back was unhappy about it. She groaned, pushing away the hair that covered her face to look at her surroundings. Nothing made sense - was this a wall, or something else, at her side? She turned her head in the other direction, and all she saw was a room she couldn't remember being in. Too sleepy, too early, too - there, like a light switch it flickered on. She was in Kettil's room, but she still couldn't understand why she felt so uncomfortable, or everything looked too high.
So she pushed herself up just a little higher, and everything slowly fell into place.
"Hooter." Freya's hand crept out like a snake, slithering under the covers, and she found the first thing she could feel and tugged on it. "Helps me up."
The voice came from the side of the bed, on the floor. Freya fell off at some point during the night.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:19 pm
It was probably a good thing that Kettil wasn't the sort to flail and screech when suddenly grabbed onto. He felt her hand on his leg just above the knee, but that wasn't what woke him. It was the fact that the hand was much colder than the temperature under the blanket making his eyes jolt open suddenly.
He heard her groggy tone and after turning to embrace her he figured out why the hand was at his knee and at his torso or any other place it could be. Her words also made a lot more sense now.
"Freeeyaaaa," he mumbled softly as he lazily moved to help her, his first grasped her hands before eventually resolving slide them up along her arms so he could hug onto her and pull her up with him gently as possible. "How'd you get down there?" He sounded so drowsy.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:23 pm
It wasn't hard to pull Freya back up onto the bed due to her weight, and just how little she fought the action. She slid like jello back up onto the bed and flopped on the pillow that should have been hers, dropping her face down into it and groaning in discomfort.
"Mffmfmfmfmfffmfmffmfmfmffffmfmfmfmfmfff."
She said something, there. Really, she did. The pillow simply refused to share her secrets.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:27 pm
Kettil stared down at her as the pillow literally ate her words. His ghoulfriend wasn't a Valkyrie, she was a sloth demon in disguise.
The boil sighed softly and gently turned her a bit, "Whaaaaaaat. I didn't catch that."
He was annoying when he wanted to know something.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:47 pm
Freya's face turned just enough to look at him with one eye. The other remained squinted shut.
"I says, I must have falled off overnights." She sounded pretty condescending, but that was because she was still very sleepy, and had no patience for conversation at a time like this. So instead, she turned her entire body around, and flopped it on him, cuddling herself against him and leeching all of this warmth. "Baby." She whined. "Shhshshhhhh. It's sleepy times now."
It was not sleepy time. It was getting on closer to noon than anything else. But Freya, and her terrible internal clock, did not know that.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:54 pm
"....Oh." Kettil mumbled softly. He let her cuddle up to him for a moment or two almost falling into that lull of half asleep as he covered her up with a blanket.
There was a knock at the door and it opened just a crack, though no one peeked in, the voice was unmistakable, "I know we wore you out keeping you guys up talking with us all night but if you don't get ready soon the last train back to Amity will leave you behind~," came Liseli's soft voice. A gentle warning. They still had a couple of hours yet. "Your father wishes to have a last chat with you, Ket."
Kettil sort of startled a bit and peered over at the door just in time for it to close.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:56 pm
The knock itself made Freya's heart stutter and beat fast. It was so easy to forget where they were, at moments like these, cuddled against his warm body and falling back into the lull of sleep. She clutched her chest and her eyes opened wide, clearly awake now.
"Oops." Freya whispered, after the door closed. She rubbed her eyes with her fists, and then stretched her arms out into the air, behind her, while letting out a giant yawn. "I guess is not sleepy times after all.."
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 10:05 pm
Kettil uttered a small grunt at Freya as he leaned and gave her a small kiss on the cheek, "Up. Off th' káama'," he announced as he started to get up as well. If he couldn't be comfortable and sleep then nor could she!
The boil started to put on his clothes for the day and straighten out his hair a bit, "Wonder what m'dad wants.."
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 10:09 pm
Instead of sitting up, and getting up for the day, like Kettil had tastefully done, Freya just rolled, twice, until the thump of her body hitting the ground was heard. It wasn't too hard to see how she'd done it while she'd been asleep, either.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN..................o."
She picked her pillow up from where it fell, slammed it over her head, and drowned out the world.
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