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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Sept 3, 2010 23:28:10 GMT -5
Freya sighed when she felt his lips softly touch her forehead, his words more then comforting. That he'd stay with her when he could be off catching up with his old 'soft of' friend, Angus. He could be off visiting places with sentimental meaning to him. Instead, he chose to be with Freya. Even though she just didn't have the energy to bring herself to go about the day. "You make it impossible not to love you..." She curled up even closer to him, her eyes closed as she tried to ignore the waves of nausea.
It was crazy that his touches could have so many different meanings. How several hours ago when he touched her it drove them both into a frenzy, and now it was merely comforting. "Just give me a little while, it'll pass. I promise." It wasn't something anyone could really promise, but Freya was so sure about it. And if she didn't start feeling better? She didn't care. She wanted to know to see the country Rory called home.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Sept 7, 2010 22:08:57 GMT -5
Rory chuckled softly, "Only impossible for you, love... Trust me, other people have no problem with it at all." It was true, no one else could stand being around Rory for very long. People often said he was too cold, emotionless, and just downright mean to be around for very long. Yet Freya not only stay around him for a long time, but actually made an effort to be around him. It was a bit strange, but then again, he was a much different man with freya than everyone else.
Again, he had no problem just being here with Freya. It was better than anything he had ever had before, ever. Whether or not they ever even left the room wasn't a concern to him so long as he was with her, "I'm sure it will." Rory said softly. Slowly Rory began to shift around, gently setting Freya's head on the pillow but keeping his arms wrapped around her as he positioned himself over her.
"I'm no docter... But let's see if me other skills can help ease the pain." He said with a wink, leaning down and softly pressing his lips against Freya's before kissing down to her neck. Unlike last night, these kisses seemed to be devoid of all lust. Instead, they were very compassionate and tender, as if he really was trying to make her feel better with kissing.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Sept 7, 2010 22:45:59 GMT -5
"Well, those other people don't matter right now." Freya had been around him long enough to know just what his people skills were like. He wasn't much of a people person. And those he did spend time with usually ended up hating him by the end of the conversation. Strangely though, he'd never been that person around Freya. Even when they'd been complete strangers in that Bank...
She resisted the urge to sigh when he started shifting, a little annoyed that he was moving so much. That small annoyance vanished quickly though, as if her current ailment refused to let her dwell on the emotion. That and she could never stay mad or annoyed at him for to long.
Rory loved to wink when he was with her, and when he did, it always meant he was about to kiss her. Even when she felt horrible she couldn't turn up the chance to be kissed. With a small smile she leaned a little into his first kiss before he moved to her neck. It was always incredibly distracting when he did this, even when she was sick! "Maybe not ease, but you help make me forget it..."
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Post by Rory Ashe on Sept 9, 2010 0:12:30 GMT -5
Rory continued the soft kissing of Freya's neck. He knew how much it distracted her and he truly was doing it in hopes of taking her mind off how sick she was. Not to mention he just loved kissing and touching her. The closer he could be to her the better, especially in times like these when he felt he needed to be with her more than usual for comfort if nothing else.
"Well, let me help ye forget then..." He said in between kisses. The silence of the room was only broken by the soft sound of Rory's lips pressing against and then pulling away from Freya's skin. This continued for several minutes, with Rory content to do it as long as Freya enjoyed it. He laid across the top of her, though making sure not to put too much weight on her stomach as she was sick, as he kissed her.
Suddenly the door to the room burst open causing Rory's kisses to be interrupted and his head to jerk around in anger toward the door. Because he was laying over Freya, his body hid hers from view, though it didn't take a genious to know that she was under him and they were both wearing their birthday suits. "Rory... Eh, Sorry... But we 'ave company, boy-o!" Angus said slightly out of breath, a sawed off shotgun in either hand.
"Get out!" Angus was about to speak again but the look on Rory's face caused him to immediately turn and close the door behind him. Rory's expression softened as he turned back toward Freya, and he let out a sigh as he rested his head on her chest, "... I knew Ireland was a bad idea..."
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Sept 9, 2010 1:04:25 GMT -5
Freya just let out a content sigh, relaxing into Rory's kisses. He made it seem so easy to distract her from this bug. As much as she hated suddenly falling sick like this, Rory's reaction to it all was more then enough to make her feel better. Sure, she still felt crappy but at least it wasn't on her mind. As long as she could stay distracted, the bug wouldn't bother her...
With their luck though, it couldn't last long. Because before she knew it the door had been slammed open. Rory had stopped immediately, turning to face the intrusion with that quick temper of his. Unless there happened to be anyone else in the house, she was positive it was Rory's friend, Angus. Hearing the much thicker Irish accent only confirmed the theory, and made her smile a little. Why? It wasn't that she was happy. Of course she wasn't! It was more along the irony of there being intruders the first day Rory and Freya were there.
With Angus gone, Rory's attention had returned to Freya. Now it seemed he needed some comforting as well! Still smiling softly, she gently touched his arm, brushing her fingertips across the skin. "I don't think it was a bad idea." She paused for only a moment. "After all, it was quiet for so long, something was bound to happen.." Where ever these two went, they always seemed to find trouble, and today seemed to be no different...
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Post by Rory Ashe on Sept 9, 2010 1:54:31 GMT -5
"I suppose so... But why do they have to come now?..." Rory asked with a sigh. He hated that they were always interrupted at their most intimate moments and it was always with something that couldn't be ignored. Either somebody was dying, somebody was dead, or somebody needed killed. None of those things could ever be avoided, why didn't anyone ever come to them with a problem that he could just blow off and turn back to Freya.
With another sigh he slowly lifted his head up from her chest and stared into her eyes. "I promise I will show ye the rest of me land as soon as I can." He said as he slowly slid up until his lips were pressed against hers once again. This kiss was longer than the ones before, but just as tender. Eventually he broke away and slid out of the bed.
Most of the covers were already gone from the bed, and it wasn't like he and Freya weren't incredibly familiar with each others bodies, so there was no reason to be bashful as he slid out of bed and bared it all. He began walking around the room trying to find his clothes, eventually able to find his boxers by the fireplace and putting them on. The rest of his clothes were a bit harder to find, "I wonder what has Angus' feathers ruffled."
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Sept 9, 2010 2:17:02 GMT -5
"They always have the worst timing." It was very annoying that they were always interrupted. Why couldn't trouble come knocking when they weren't so busy? Well, at least it kept things interesting! It was a good thing both of them were thrill seekers...
His comment and much longer kiss made her smile a little as she leaned into it. She loved him kissing her, especially like this. It usually led to more intimate moments between them. Today though, it seemed to be a parting. She sighed as he left the bed, suddenly annoyed again.
Curse these mood swings, why was something as little as him getting up to see what was going on so annoying to her? Well, if there were intruders, and they happened to be the unfriendly kind, at least she'd be able to take the frustration out on them... And it'd keep her mind off of this bug.
"He doesn't seem like one to let things 'ruffle his feathers' much, so it must be serious..." Freya sat up with another sigh, running her fingers through her messy hair. She watched him for a few moments with a smile, before rolling off the bed as well. Her undergarments were much easier to find then his, Freya slipping them on with ease before beginning her own search for her shirt and jeans. Again, she seemed to be having much more luck in the search then Rory, her both articles by the foot of the bed.
Kneeling down to grab them, she finally caught sight of something under the bed. Boxes? Wait... Didn't he say something about explosives yesterday? She smirked a little, as much as she could with her very upset stomach that wasn't at all pleased with her moving around. "It's a good thing you warning me about the explosives..." It wouldn't have taken much from Freya to set the explosives off with them having been right under the two.
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