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Oct. 5th, 2004 08:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leplusbeauFleur wakes slowly, overheated but very content with the world at the moment. Ophelia's breath is warm against her collar bone, and Bernard is drooling ever so slightly on her neck. Fleur smiles and disentangles herself from their tight jumble. Yawning, she finally gets a whiff of herself as she stretches.
"Ewwwwwwwwww..."
"Ewwwwwwwwww..."
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Date: 2004-10-05 05:50 pm (UTC)Fleur?
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Date: 2004-10-05 05:54 pm (UTC)Bernard, my roux, I am here still. Hush hush, do not wake Ophelia.
*She strokes his cheeks, and smiles gently down at him.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:02 pm (UTC)You look like shit.
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:06 pm (UTC)What? I am still the prettiest. I fix, I fix.
*She leans down and bites playfully at his ear before trying once again to make her way toward the bathroom. She loses her balance and teeters enough that she grabs the wall for support.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:10 pm (UTC)You fill all voids.
*He prepares to lie down again when she heads for the bathroom, but bolts upright to support her when she wavers.*
You have to take it easy, sweetheart.
*He carefully gathers her into a hug, and runs his hands through her still-filthy hair, massaging her scalp.*
I tried to get the knots out, but I had to cut some of it. I'm sorry.
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:15 pm (UTC)Mmmm...will grow back fine. Spell. Girlz used to do that.
*She leans into Bernard for a moment before she tries to move toward the bathroom again. She teeters, and steps back into Bernard's arms.*
...help?...
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:21 pm (UTC)Do you want a bath?
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:24 pm (UTC)*She slips slowly out of the filthy rags from the previous night, rubbing at her still healing cuts and bruises.*
Ack. Juste ack.
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:31 pm (UTC)I'll burn them.
*turns to the bath, running hot water and pouring Fleur's rosemary bubble bath in, and carefully not-looking at the pink shine of her new skin*
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:35 pm (UTC)Bernard...I am here. I am still here. *She lays a light kiss against his mouth before slipping into the tub.*
*She coos happily as she slips into the water.* Tres bon..
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:44 pm (UTC)Been some changes in the bar since you left.
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:48 pm (UTC)*Fleur is utterly distracted by Bernard's hands.*
...you are still bartender, oui?
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Date: 2004-10-05 06:54 pm (UTC)Yeah. But I hired a bunch of people to help out.
*kneels behind the claw-foot bath and slowly massages the shampoo into her hair*
And Crowley left.
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:03 pm (UTC)Mmmmm...good.
Wha? More than extra bar staff like you spoke about? *Her eyes cross for a moment as Bernard rubs extra hard.* MMM. Have you been practicing on girlz while I waz gone?
*She slides her hands up his wrists, and tips her head back to look at him.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:09 pm (UTC)You know better than to ask that.
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:14 pm (UTC)Beeeeeeernard. *When Bernard lifts his head to look at her, Fleur flashes a bright smile. Before pulling him bodily into the tub with her, clothes be damned.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-05 07:25 pm (UTC)*settling her thighs on either side of his hips, she works her fingers into his waistband, untucking his shirt, and shoving it up over his stomach*
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:31 pm (UTC)Missed you every second. Wanted you *a bite on the collarbone* in my bed, in my arms.
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:36 pm (UTC)Now!
*She wrestles Bernard out of his shirt, and lifts herself to rest most of her waist across his thighs. Wrapping herself more firmly around him, she bites at his lips.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:45 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-10-05 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-05 08:03 pm (UTC)Tease.
*She arches, belaying her words. Her hands go lax at Bernard's waist.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:07 pm (UTC)I love you.
*He kisses down her neck to her breast*
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:12 pm (UTC)Love you love you loveyouloveyou, do not stooooop~!
*She goes back franticly to his belt, pulling it free.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:16 pm (UTC)Are you sure you're not too sore?
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:23 pm (UTC)*And, without ado, she takes him in hand and lets her weight pull her down onto his lap. Her head falls forward to his shoulder.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-05 08:31 pm (UTC)Oh Bernard~
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:36 pm (UTC)*the bite stings and he's sure he's bleeding, but he doesn't care because ohfuck she's riding him now, and the sight of her flushed cheeks and her hair dripping forward over her breasts and her fangs peeking out and ohfuck he can't hold out for long, it's too good.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:44 pm (UTC)*And she arches one last time, still tired but so nice and--*
Ah.
*She lets out a small gasp than slumps forward on Bernard, still moving for him.*
...Bernard...
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-05 09:18 pm (UTC)Mmm, you are sexy even when you have your mouth hanging open like that.
*She shoves at her half asleep lover, and the both amble their way out of the bathroom and back to bed. Bernard wraps himself around Fleur, and instantly falls asleep. Fleur sighs as she discovers that Ophelia has wandered away, and cards her fingers through Bernard's hair as she slowly falls asleep herself.*
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Date: 2004-10-05 08:45 pm (UTC)She stands and walks quietly into the bathroom, then stops with a gasp at the sight of Bernard and Fleur wrapped around each other, sliding against each other in the warm, soapy tub. She pauses for a moment, watching Fleur, taking in the long-missed sight of her arms and her hair and her breasts and the way she scrunches her nose up during sex. Perhaps Ophelia is a bit jealous - but mostly she is happy, happy that Bernard and Fleur are happy, happy that Fleur has returned.
She turns quietly and leaves the room, heading out into the hallway. Once she is outside, she picks up her skirts and flies, half skipping, half running, towards the stairs.*