#davemain

MAINVERSE;; SEPTEMBER 2015

DAVID

*Slips in, and gently removes the glass from her hand, taking a sip himself*

Her eyes remain closed, yet the corners of her lips tuck upwards in the hint of a smile - .....no sermon on how I am not supposed to drink

 Not yet. I thought it might be easier just to finish your drink for you.

 It's just a single glass. And I drink it because I want it, not because I feel like I need it. - ..... which might or might not be a lie.

 Hmm. And morphine's just a painkiller

 It is, in fact. But I didn't take any, if that is your concern. - It is with that that she opens her eyes and sits up, her gaze meeting his.- I'm off that shit.

 *He smiles a little as he drains her glass* Good

 That wine was mine, though

I'll buy you a new bottle. Or several. Better vintages

 ...we an expert now? Hand me the towel, will you

 It's an Etonian thing. *Grabs a towel, leaning in to kiss her on the forehead as he hands it to her.*

Oh, right....posh and proper education. - And out of the tub she steps; and way too close - ....... I forgot

 *His hand slips forward to rest on her hip, to "steady her". Of course, that doesn't explain away why his thumb brushes across her skin.*

 Oh, she does notice. Very much so. - ...fetch me my robe?

*Letting his fingers graze across her hip, he turns to fetch her bathrobe.

 - it is the moment that he turns around that she lets the towel fall to the floor, and the smile on her lips widens even more - ...David?

*And he turns.* Oh, well then. You won't be needing this.

I was gonna say....

*Drops it to the floor, moving closer again, his hand brushing up her thigh

Am I still beautiful, David?

 Still incredibly so

 Tell me, David....what makes me beautiful?

*Runs his hand along the curve of her thigh* This does. *His other hand comes up to caress her cheek* As does this. *Leans in to kiss her*

Oh, so tempting; And so hard to fight it. Not that she even wants to. A soft sigh escaped her as his lips lock with hers, one of her hands lightly coming to rest on his chest

 *He doesn't rush it - the kiss is long, lingering. It's a kiss meant to be savoured, and enjoyed.

MAINVERSE;; SEPTEMBER 2015

I think he's writing job applications.

"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Tesco...."

"Waitrose, actually. I'm applying to be a shelf-stacker."

"Sounds like quite the challenge."

"It's a very intense job."

"Oh, I am sure it is. If you ever need a helping hand...."

"Stacking shelves, or....?"

"Is this where I feign ignorance?"

"It's not a requirement."

"That's my mantra. At least when it comes to certain...articles of clothing."

"And how many of those articles of clothing am I wearing right now?"

"Is that an invitation for me to find out?"

"Always."

"Tell me I'm pretty. And say it like you actually mean it."

"Hettie, you're beautiful. Still as beautiful as the day I first saw you."

"You are a terrible liar. Try again."

meant every word. I desire you more than I've ever desired a woman."

"Simple question; w h y ?"

"...is this a trick question? Because you're incredibly attractive?"

"It's not. He did that....so I wouldn't forget who I belong to. So you'd see who I belong to. "

"You don't belong to anyone. Just yourself."

"My body reads differently."

"Well that's no one's business but your own. If people don't appreciate it, they can fuck off."

"Well, aren't you charming?"

"I think you'll find I'm incredibly charming."

"I think you're incredibly....surprising."

"....I can't say I've been called that before."

"Yeah, I am following your twitter. You're being called a lot of things, but most of them are not as charming."

"You follow me on Twitter?"

"Surprised?"

"Yes, a little. It's not overly interesting.”

"It's not, but it was something....familiar."

"..."

*Slowly, he moves closer, arms open for a hug.*

And with one swift movement she scooted close, one arm snaking around his back as she flopped against him.

"I know I ask this a lot lately, but.... would you like to come over later?"

"I would love to. I can bring dinner?"

"I could tell you I'm not hungry, but you're never letting me get away with that, so...."

"I can promise it won't taste /too/ awful."

"Well."

An almost chaste kiss to the corner of his lips, "I wasn't too worried."

A soft smile, his hand absentmindedly stroking her back softly, "All the family together, or just us two?"

"Nate is in school, and the girls will, hopefully, be asleep, so...."

"Just us two. I'll bring candles and flowers."

"It might come as a surprise, but I do own candles. You make it sound like a date...."

"You deserve a date."

"Will you do me a favour then?"

"...what is it?"