vision

[calescent]

Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.

Comments

[free_flowing]

When he's done, he grins at her. "So how do I compare to imaginary me?"

[salt_of_the]

"Faaaaavorably. Much less fuzziness around the edges."

[free_flowing]

"Good!" he says, laughing.

[salt_of_the]

"This just something you were cool with because you lived in Thiyec or what, anyway?"

[free_flowing]

"Well, it's the kind of thing I'm cool with," he says, laughing. "But that doesn't mean I'm not also flirting with you."

[salt_of_the]

"Suspected that, wanted to check, also flirting if you were curious."

[free_flowing]

"I suspected that! I'm glad," he says. "You're fun to flirt with."

[salt_of_the]

"Am I? I was worried I was doing it wrong."

[free_flowing]

He giggles. "Is there such a thing?"

[salt_of_the]

"Search me."

[free_flowing]

He giggles harder.

[salt_of_the]

Patience laughs too.

[free_flowing]

And then he finds a chair to flop into, close to hers. Hopefully she won't mind about the slight reduction in the view.

"So now that you've seen me naked, anything else you wanna do with me?"

[salt_of_the]

"Ooh, I might have to see the menu. Wine list. Inventory. Whatever you call it."

[free_flowing]

"We-ell, you could touch me naked. For example."

[salt_of_the]

She reaches out and runs her fingertips from shoulder to elbow.

[free_flowing]

He grins and makes a happy little chirping sound.

[salt_of_the]

"That was the most adorable noise of all time, will you do it again if I keep petting you?"

[free_flowing]

"Try it and see," he suggests.

[salt_of_the]

Patience grins and repeats the gesture, a little less tentatively.

[free_flowing]

Chirp!

[salt_of_the]

Awww!

More of that then.

[free_flowing]

Chiiirp.

Also, if he leans any farther out of his chair toward her, he is likely to fall sideways.

[salt_of_the]

Is that a fluff of hair? It is a fluff of hair. Perhaps he will also chirp if she starts scritching his head.

[free_flowing]

It is a fluff! It is such a fluff. Loel has magnificent fluff.

Headscritches cause him to scoot his chair closer and flop over to lay his head in her lap. And make more cute sounds.