Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

I arrive on her doorstep, knock and then enter. I want her to know I'm here, but know that I am welcome. I find the beautiful wolf listening to music, trying hard not to sleep.

"Good evening, Luna."
 
I slide up next to Luna and wrap my arms around her.

"Its my night off and the world is mostly treating me right, so I'm happy. How are you?"
 
Relaxes into his arms, trying to hide a small yawn.

"I am good, darlin'. Just listening to my kinda music while attempting to stay awake long enough to get busy at 4 in the morning...."

Soldier-Destiny's Child

"I thank you for fixing that for me...I read it a couple times and was confused!!"

A husky laugh.
 
"Yeah, well, sometimes I pay attention to exactly the wrong details. I've done worse. When I used to write here more I actually used the wrong name on a character once. I felt terrible about it." A sheepish grin crosses my face.
 
Low giggle.

"It happens, especially when one is trying to get back into writing regularly."

Tucking his hand into mine, I tug him toward the living room and the couch located there.

"You enjoying your time off??"
 
I follow her, always glad to sit with her.

"I'm not doing anything exciting with it, but any night I'm not at work is a good night I think."

As we sit down on the couch I take the hand she guided me here with and place a kiss on it. Honestly, I'm not sure of the significance of the action, but I feel like I needed to do it.

"I've been trying to write more regularly lately, but too often I find myself unable to articulate my ideas any more. It takes so long anymore to write anything that doesn't feel sloppy."
 
Music changes and I give a little smile, as it seems to fit just now.

Come Over~Aaliyah

I allow myself to get comfortable next to him and my smile widens as his lips find the back of my hand.


"I find that when I write, I end up doing a fast piece and then whittling it down later...which is why most of my responses take so long. And we both know I am NOT an idea person. It's very rare when something just needs to e written in my head..."

My head find his shoulder and rests there.
 
"You're quicker than I am a lot of the time. It feels like that to me anyway. Its just weird. I have exactly the images and responses I want in my head, but I can't put them into words. When I write it down, I change it a little, but it takes me a while to write anything."

I sigh. It always feels good to have her resting against me. I start to say something else, but find myself without anything to say for some reason, so I just close my mouth again and enjoy resting with her.
 
I smile softly and nod, because it is true. It seems like it takes forever to me but in reality, I write fairly quickly once I have an idea on what my character should be doing/saying/thinking.

I find myself comfortable here and I know that I should be preparing to do some work in the real world and yet, i don't want to

Instead, I rest with him and allow the silence to envelope us. And for this little bit of time, I enjoy his presence.
 
I know she has work to do and inevitably she will disappear on me or I will disappear on her. Still, I enjoy this small time. It leaves me greedy for me, but I think it always will.
 
Soft lips find his jaw line, nestle there. Small hand finds his hand, grasps it, keeps it...safe. Low alto whispers~

"Time to set my wake up calls and finish my night audit. Thank you for stopping to see me."

Lips brush over the sensitive skin, just beneath his ear...and then i am...gone...not for long...but long enough.
 
Soft words and softer lips find me and then she is gone.

I stretch out on the couch and close my eyes. I am not asleep and am not yet gone, but I rest and wait for her, safely or not in her haven.
 
I awaken within the confines of my haven, the scent of Erlind still lingering softly in the cool air. I inhale and capture his scent before lighting the fire and curling up on my couch.

I have many thoughts...none of which make much sense.

I relax and allow my eyes to slip closed.

I am content with myself.
 
Not certain if she is here, I arrive and return to the place I had eventually fallen asleep and disappeared the day before. I sneak into her home and sit down on my couch and put my feet up as if it is exactly where I belong. I wonder if she is there.
 
Returning from reality, I enter my home and immediately catch the scent of Erlind. My feet lead me to the living room and once there, wide brown eyes take in the man himself, lounging bonelessly upon my couch.

"Hey, you."

I move to settle myself next to him, and press a light kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"How you doing?"
 
A light kiss on the edge of my mouth is responded to by pulling her half into my lap and giving her a full kiss on the lips.

"I'm pretty good," I inform her nonchalantly as if the kiss I had given her was a completely reasonable reaction to the one she gave me.
 
A blushing smile, cheeks dimpled with glee.

"Yes. I can see that."

I settle myself more comfortably against him, one hand moving to curve over the nape of his neck, the other rising to touch his face. My own own head dips to catch his mouth in a soft kiss before I ease away and glance at him.

"Two visits within two days. I feel...lucky."
 
At her words a Clint Eastwood quote quickly comes to mind and I find myself wondering if I am the punk in this scenario.

"The stars aligned I suppose. It probably helps that my new job, which is pretty much the same as the old one, is quite a bit easier on me. Not less time consuming, but easier on me none the less. It makes visiting when I do have time easier."
 
Nods, eyes twinkling merrily.

"Well then I am doubly pleased."

Cuddles close, head resting beneath your chin.

"Both that you have an easier job and that you have more time to visit. If I could focus and get my writing caught up, I would be triply pleased and lucky...alas, two outta three will have to do. My focus is utterly shot."

A quiet sigh as I once again recall that I only owe for two people here and I just don't have the brain power to get those pieces, written.
 
"Things get shot sometimes. I'm a soldier I would know, but don't worry they usually get better or so I'm told."

I chuckle at my own absurdity. I hold the wolf close to me as that seems to be what she needs and enjoy my time with her.
 
A husky laugh. Truth. He IS a soldier. He WOULD know. I can feel the relaxation filling me, calming me, centering me. It's funny. I can be flying ALL over the place but whenever he stops through, I find myself focused upon him. That focus grants me a bit of peace. Much like his visits do.

A bit of a wiggle as I get myself more comfortable in his lap, within the shelter of his arms. I don't really have many words this evening, not for talk. But E has always accepted my silences just as easily as my words. There is only one thing I think he has trouble accepting...BUT I even understand the why of it. And I know that it is not just me that he can not accept that particular thing from. I watch him. I read his words. I know.

The hand that covers his nape begins a slow stroking, up and down, over the flesh there as my mind slowly let's go of the pressures of the day. At almost 4 in the morning~in MY real world~ I know I will soon have to leave and go finish the job they pay me for.

I just don't want to leave yet.


"You will forgive my lack of conversation, please? Sometimes I find myself unable to think of polite topics of conversation...today would be one of those days...."
 
I chuckle again.

"If I expected you to be polite I think I'd be expecting someone very different. I'd much rather you be you than polite any day."

I hold tight onto her as if it might somehow prevent her from leaving. I know it won't, but I hate my timing. I could have arrived earlier and didn't. Shows me.

"And you seem worried about something. Not in a big way, but something nagging at you a bit anyway. If its me somehow, don't. Don't worry about me, I'm a big boy and can take care of myself. Usually anyway."
 
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