forum I'm lacking the creative ingenuity to provide a clever and witty name (Character Chat 5)

Started March 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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Tessa nodded. "Okay. But I will have Demitri smuggle you in. He got Cin out and he knows people. After that, you'll be on your own."

He nodded. "It's not a new thing." Runner frowned. "Imma miss you a lot."

She leaned forward and kissed him. "Imma miss you too," she said against his lips.

He figured now was a good time to just shut up and kiss her, and did so.

She pulled back long enough to move so she was hovering over him, then claimed his lips once again, resuming where they left off.

How am I supposed to leave this, he thought sluggishly, the kiss impeding most of his thinking.

She slid her hands up to his shoulders and gently massaged them, kneading out any tightness or knots he may have.

There were a lot of them. He'd never gotten a massage in his life.

She chuckled. "I really need to get a spa day set up for you."

"After the abs," he grunted, his eyes closed.

"You seem excited for that," she teased.

"Well," he tried to come up with a comeback, but only drew blanks. "…yeah."

She snickered at his lack of a snarky response. "Weren't you opposed to that a while ago?"

"You seem to want them," he said, grunting as she dug into a knot.

"Sorry," she muttered. "And I never said I did. In fact, I've said numerous time I don't give two shits."

"Oh, but would you like them?" he asked.

"They're not as comfy to lay on," she admitted. "But they look hot." She snorted. "There are plenty of abbs to drool over already, so again, I don't really care."

He shrugged. "WHo knows? They may ask me to bulk up."

"Depends on who takes you on as your apprentice. I can think of a few who would teach you to be quick and agile as opposed to strong and bulky. And then there are others whose policy is brawn over brains."

He tiled his head. "I'm not sure what would suit me best."

"They'll figure it out eventually." She pecked his lips. "When you're there."

He chuckled, remembering his weapon of choice. "Think they'll let me use a pan?"