( so, that wasn't a very good threat. it was true that he likes her naked too but seeing her in his shirt? it warms something in his stomach, something familiar and cozy that he knows he can't voice because he doesn't think she'll want it. )
[ she taps his chest, as if she wants him to respond to her right now with how long she has to lie naked on his bed before she can pilfer her next stefan shirt. he's definitely not getting it back.
she readjusts so that she can lie on his arm and peer up at him and see his face. she has always liked his eyes, and they look so much brighter from this angle.
smiling, ] How much later? I'm starting to get very cold...
[ she begins to slide her arm along his chest as if she's going to pull herself away from him, but she only pushes herself more firmly against his side. tucking her hand beneath him, she hugs him to her. ]
Turns out I can't move. [ she shakes her head against his arm and feigns a very put-out sigh. stretching her legs, she uses that as her opportunity to thread them between his to lock herself in place.
with a smile, she sounds very amused, ] You were very rough.
[ turns out, she wants to be very naked with him. ]
( so really, it was both their faults. he sighs when she pulls him closer instead of pushing him away. while she was surprised when she wasn't rejected, stefan was constantly surprised that she was still here.
he'd gotten far too used to people wanting to be with him then changing their minds. )
I'll be sure to get you coffee tomorrow to make up for it.
[ and very domestic, too. she doesn't think much on it, wanting to enjoy this for as long as she can. katherine wiggles against him as she gets comfortable. ]
One day you'll give me breakfast in bed. I haven't had a man deliver me breakfast while wearing very cute, tight shorts before.
[ she's never had stefan do it. that's the appeal.
she sighs dramatically, nuzzling his arm. ] Considering I probably won't be able to walk tomorrow because of someone.... It's the least he could do for me.
( he supposes he does have few things in his pantry to make some kind of breakfast. but he can't just give in and agree automatically. that makes it too easy for her. )
Maybe.
( again, no promises. ) I guess you'll have to wait and see if I feel like doing that tomorrow.
[ oh, that makes her feel more excited than she should be. while he may not do it tomorrow—she wouldn't be disappointed if he didn't, since she'll take great pleasure if he can't do it because he's very sore—he's promising it for later. she doesn't know why the promise of later affects her so much.
not bothering to hide her smile, she lets out a contented sigh and closes her eyes. ] Yes, the least you could do… My knees hurt, so does my back and thighs. You should take pity on a girl tomorrow, and if it isn't tomorrow, someday in the very near future.
[ before she does allow herself to fully relax, she moves her head to sit more comfortably against his chest and tucks herself more firmly into his side. she's allowed to take this from him; she doubts she's harming him by doing this, and while she can easily wrestle him into submission… she suspects he doesn't mind.
she wants him to know that she's here and that she's not letting go, not even for one of his coveted shirts. ]
You owe me a shirt.
[ one last thing: she impulsively tilts her head to kiss his shoulder and then stops wriggling. ]
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( so, that wasn't a very good threat. it was true that he likes her naked too but seeing her in his shirt? it warms something in his stomach, something familiar and cozy that he knows he can't voice because he doesn't think she'll want it. )
But no, you can wear one of my shirts. Later.
( after they sleep. )
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[ she taps his chest, as if she wants him to respond to her right now with how long she has to lie naked on his bed before she can pilfer her next stefan shirt. he's definitely not getting it back.
she readjusts so that she can lie on his arm and peer up at him and see his face. she has always liked his eyes, and they look so much brighter from this angle.
smiling, ] How much later? I'm starting to get very cold...
[ she's not. she's very, very warm. ]
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( but really... )
If you truly want to get up and put on one of my shirts, you can. ( he waves a hand towards his dresser. ) I won't stop you.
( did she really not want to be naked with him? )
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Turns out I can't move. [ she shakes her head against his arm and feigns a very put-out sigh. stretching her legs, she uses that as her opportunity to thread them between his to lock herself in place.
with a smile, she sounds very amused, ] You were very rough.
[ turns out, she wants to be very naked with him. ]
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( so really, it was both their faults. he sighs when she pulls him closer instead of pushing him away. while she was surprised when she wasn't rejected, stefan was constantly surprised that she was still here.
he'd gotten far too used to people wanting to be with him then changing their minds. )
I'll be sure to get you coffee tomorrow to make up for it.
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[ and very domestic, too. she doesn't think much on it, wanting to enjoy this for as long as she can. katherine wiggles against him as she gets comfortable. ]
One day you'll give me breakfast in bed. I haven't had a man deliver me breakfast while wearing very cute, tight shorts before.
[ she's never had stefan do it. that's the appeal.
she sighs dramatically, nuzzling his arm. ] Considering I probably won't be able to walk tomorrow because of someone.... It's the least he could do for me.
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( he supposes he does have few things in his pantry to make some kind of breakfast. but he can't just give in and agree automatically. that makes it too easy for her. )
Maybe.
( again, no promises. ) I guess you'll have to wait and see if I feel like doing that tomorrow.
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not bothering to hide her smile, she lets out a contented sigh and closes her eyes. ] Yes, the least you could do… My knees hurt, so does my back and thighs. You should take pity on a girl tomorrow, and if it isn't tomorrow, someday in the very near future.
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( he winds his arm a little more securely around her and lets his hand rest against her back while he closes his own eyes. )
And we'll see what happens tomorrow.
( she'd at least get coffee. maybe more. )
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she wants him to know that she's here and that she's not letting go, not even for one of his coveted shirts. ]
You owe me a shirt.
[ one last thing: she impulsively tilts her head to kiss his shoulder and then stops wriggling. ]
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( or something. he'd let her have a shirt. right now, he just wants to rest. )
Good night, Katherine.