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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 10:35 pm
He was perfect. Freya felt instantly comforted by the fact he wouldn't leave her, and she let him go, sitting down on the closed lid of her tiny toilet and looking up at him with absolute innocence. She wasn't thinking about the fact he was going to have to strip in front of her. She was far too sated by his compliance of her needs. She didn't need to clutch at him, if they were in the same room, it was enough now.
She reached out and brushed her fingers against his hand, before settling her hands away and giving him the space he needed to get ready. All with that innocent little smile of happiness on her face.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 10:40 pm
Crisis averted for now, simply because he didn't have it in him to force a separation between them so soon after what she had gone through. A little at a time, is all. Just like when he got her to start eating again.
She was staring at him as he started to get ready and as he undressed he raised an eyebrow, "Should I start doin' a little dance, too?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 10:56 pm
Innocence lost. Well, if he was going to ask so nicely..
"Ja."
She was going to answer honestly. A dance would be pretty cool.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 10:57 pm
He paused for a moment.
"...Seriously?" He asked his tone questioning. Kettil paused stripping just to make sure.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 11:10 pm
Kettil's honest query made her pause for a second, and then giggle up at him. "No, not seriously." She murmured, though it wasn't necessarily true. "Yeh don't has teh dance for me. Just get in there." She turned him to the side, and whacked him right on the a**. "Smelly."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 11:12 pm
He squeaked a bit at the whack on the a**, "Heeey," he pouted at her. Though he supposed there would be time for sexy dances another time...In a place where he had more room.
Unlike in Freya's bathroom.
Kettil finished dressing down and moved to get in the shower not really minding that Freya was pretty much there for the entire process.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 8:08 pm
Freya leaned back on the toilet seat she was sitting on and curled her legs up underneath her, rocking happily. She smacked Kettil's rear when he got in the shower, and then let him close the door, only to scratch at it playfully. She hadn't wanted to get in, but he would never guess that by the way she was bothering him every second of his shower.
"Hooter." She whispered, sticking her face against the glass. "Hooter. Hey. Hey Hooter. Hey. Hooter. Hey." She blew air against the glass and left lip marks on it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:01 pm
Freya was well rewarded with a couple of yelps and a bit of a side-swipe that met only air before he disappeared into the shower. It seemed he wasn't allowed peace even within the shower because soon Freya started harassing him from the outside.
"WHAAA--....t," He just stared at it and then responded with opening the shower and spraying her with some of the water and closing the door again.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:28 pm
Freya's face was all smiles as he opened the door, up until he sprayed the water right into her open mouth. She sputtered and coughed, whining as her hair started to sag down over her shoulders and face. Well, now she was wet. She stood up and reached out, tweaking Kettil right in the n****e.
"I SAID I DIDN'T WANTS THE TAKES A SHOWER YET YEH POOPSTAIN." She screamed, shaking her hair out all over him. At least her wings weren't wet.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:38 pm
He didn't close the door soon enough. Kettil winced at the tweak of the n****e and lightly pulled away, "I kinda need that or at least I need for it to not hurt!" He protested back at her despite her shouting at him.
"You looked like you wanted a shower just then, so I helped!" Kettil insisted afterward.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:42 pm
"I dinnittttttttttttttttttt." She whined, scooping up her hair behind her and squeezing it out. "Least not yet." But now she felt sticky, and gross, and a shower was exactly what she wanted. "Yeh almost done?" She murmured, pulling the door open just a crack so that only her eyes were visible past it.
It was a nice view.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:47 pm
"Almoooooooooost," He said back at her.
It was true. He was in the process of washing off when she decided it was a good time to bother him. He felt her eyes and seemed to take just a little longer, because he could.
Eventually he was done, "Can ya get me a towel, please?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:55 pm
Freya had been rushing him. She wanted to take a shower, she really did. But if he was going to take his time when she was watching, the downside to that was that she was going to enjoy that extra time watching the water roll off of his body. It was, after all, a rare sight. So she drank it in, with a goofy, silly smile, and when he asked for a towel it slapped her out of her stupor. "Huh. Towel. Towel? TOWEL." She stumbled away from the shower door and tumbled out of the bathroom, dragging in a towel a minute later. The towel was covering her head, and her red, blushing face.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 10:00 pm
He waited patiently for her return.
Seeing her face covered by towel amused him a bit, and he reached over to take it, "..Not like you to blush and cover up like that," he teased softly with a bit of a grin.
Now look who had the upper hand! Kettil did.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 10:12 pm
Freya brushed him off as he took the towel, keeping her wet hair covering her face as she tried to slide past him and get into the shower. Her hands tugged off her top and she hopped into the tiny little glass encasement, undressing herself in there instead of giving him the kind of show he gave her. Because she's a brat.
But he did get a wet shirt to the face for his effort.
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