The morning after

[noteasytobepink]

Clarice was a heavy sleeper, when she wasn't having nightmares. It came of never knowing when she'd get a good night's sleep again. Still, she was not a still sleeper. That meant she rolled and twisted some in the night; her frozen peas slipping down between herself and Bill some time around three in the morining.

And well, she shifted where her head was resting too. Next to his on the pillow, his shoulde,r his chest. It was probably past dawn when she settled with her head on his belly, still asleep.

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[no_andy_taylor]

Yes, sober confessions held so much more weight than drunken ones, and he totally meant what he said (and actually meant it when he was drunk, too, but now she could truly believe him).

The feel of her skin sliding against his was a rather nice one, and it pretty obvious how much he was liking this.

Letting her get settled, he rested his arms on the rim of the tub.

"Comfy?"

Smirking in reply to her teasing, he traced his fingers along one of her arms.

"Think I'm more at yours than you are mine." She was rather easily wrapping him around her little finger like this.

[noteasytobepink]

"Yes, very comfortable if you must know," she smirked and leaned her head on his shoulder, relaxing.

"You really want to be at my mercy? I was going for a balance of power thing but..." but since it apparently amused him, well, time to nibble his neck (it was there in easy reach after all).

[no_andy_taylor]

"Good."

He rested his shoulders against the back of the tub, and let his chin tilt to give her more access. Yes, he was quite content like this.

"Mmmm... You make the whole mercy thing sound pretty good." And feel good, too.

[noteasytobepink]

"Well, I do try to be good at things I do..." she chuckled against the skin of his throat and took her sweet time nibbling and tasting from the point of his chin to the dip of his collarbone.

"Want to put a time limit on the 'at my mercy' bit or you good with my choice?"

[no_andy_taylor]

His eyes slid closed, and he smiled.

"I'm good with leavin' it up to you."

In the meantime, his hand would keep up a lazy pattern of tracing up and down her arm, pausing to graze the inside of her wrist along the way, and maybe sneaking in to tease over her breast, too.

[noteasytobepink]

She could certainly deal with idle petting! Upon occasion she might even pause to turn into his fingers because, well, why not?

"Ooo, adventurous man," she murmured, nipping him gently. Enough to bruise, maybe, but not by much. She liked leaving a mark to be remembered by!

[no_andy_taylor]

"Or maybe just lazy," he chuckled, then gave a soft hiss at the bite.

His grin widened, and he dropped one arm into the water to wrap around her waist.

"I ain't been led wrong yet followin' you, so I figure no reason not t'keep on."

[noteasytobepink]

"I can work with lazy...I feel a bit lazy myself." She chuckled, flicking her tongue just under his collarbone because that was...the extent of her reach without moving.

"I've been leading you places? News by me!"

[no_andy_taylor]

He laughed at that.

"You kiddin'? You led me through a glowy portal, led me out to a creek, an' a bar fight. Plus, I'm pretty sure you were leadin' that night I stumbled home."

[noteasytobepink]

"No, you went through of your own volition! Honest!" Because she dared him more than anything else! "And the creek calls to people, vile temptress it is. And the bar fight was not my fault!" She was giggling, helplessly, against his chest though.

[no_andy_taylor]

He laughed more, shaking his head and grinning at her.

"I didn't say you dragged me or anything, but I was followin' you the whole time." Therefore, she was leading.

[noteasytobepink]

"I dunno Bill, at least one instance led to a black eye for you. Can you call me a good influence if I am actually leading you?" She teased and nipped his shoulder. "You may have to get new friends for your own safety."

[no_andy_taylor]

"This?" He gestured at his eye and made a 'pfft' sound. "Ain't nothin'. Last night was fun, an' as long as we ain't bar fightin' every Saturday night I think I'll be good."

[noteasytobepink]

"It ain't 'nothing'!" she sniffed and leaned her head on his shoulder. "They hurt you and I didn't stop it." Or kill them. Yeah.

[no_andy_taylor]

His smile warmed, and he reached his hand from her arm to her face, trailing a fingertip around the point of her ear.

"But I'm alright. An' from what I remember, I was the one kinda pickin' that fight, anyhow."

[noteasytobepink]

"I shoulda got us out of there sooner," she grumped softly. "Really, names don't mean a thing to me Bill. They don't."

[no_andy_taylor]

"Y'know, really I know that they shouldn't, but you matter t'me, an' it's gonna get t'me when people disrespect you," he confessed, trailing his finger down along her jawline to her chin.

"I shouldn't of let it turn bar brawl, though. I feel bad for that bruise y'got from it."

[noteasytobepink]

"I got the bruise because I was dorking around instead of treating it like a real fight," she admitted, tilting her face to follow his fingers. "But I figure you didn't want people bleeding too badly when we left..."

[no_andy_taylor]

He caressed her chin, lightly playing fingertips beneath it.

"You're a pretty violent gal, y'know that?"

It wasn't a judgement, not with the smile the words came along with.

"I know the other worlds are pretty intense, but this one you've got the chance to kick back a bit. Relax."

His last word was followed by him leaning in to press his lips to hers.

[noteasytobepink]

"I'm a very violent girl," she admitted before getting kissed.

Yep, Bill kisses forestalled further conversation! Kicking back? Relaxing? Well, she was in a warm tub with an attractive man. Did that count?

[no_andy_taylor]

It was certainly a start.

Breaking the kiss, he smiles at her, brushing his nose against hers.

"I think my easy goin' nature might be a good influence for you."

[noteasytobepink]

Well, she was good at starts?

That or bathing. Yep, good at bathing.

She tilted her head jussssst enough to kiss his nose and grinned. "Really? Yet you jumped into that fight. Sure I'm not rubbing off on you?" Hmmm, waaaaaait. "Could rub on you. Might be fun."

[no_andy_taylor]

His grin turned into an amused (and touch embarrassed) smirk.

"I think maybe we're influencin' each other a bit," he admitted. His eyes flicked downwards, then back to her.

"Might be."

[noteasytobepink]

"I could live with that." Clarice grinned and leaned in for another kiss.

"Now the million dollar question...want me...to...rub?" Eh, why wait for an answer? A little hip wiggle and she was sliding a couple inches down his thighs.

[no_andy_taylor]

His breath snagged, and there was no stopping the slight arch of his hips against her in reaction.

"Hm, hard t'say no to that." Not that he wanted to. Hell no.