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As the rain kept falling, they stayed in Charles' hideaway in the library.

Finally though hunger and a touch of stiffness made it seem wise to move on and Charles led Iris to one of his favorite pubs that's close to the river.

It's a place frequented not by scholars of his discipline but my scholars of the mind where he can pick up on new topics without having to worry about having to talk too much about his own work.

They get rained on a little bit and he's laughing as he pulls her into the pub and to a cozy booth near the fire.

Date: 2012-05-16 06:41 pm (UTC)
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It makes Iris nearly squirm with the intensity of Charles' attentions on her. She hums some nameless melody Euterpe gave her once an age ago, vibrating through her at each touch and slide.

Date: 2012-05-16 06:56 pm (UTC)
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The tune dies in Iris' throat, but she's watching Charles as he moves and she's torn between beaming and pulling him closer and all different things.

Don't stop.




" -- love you."

Date: 2012-05-17 01:17 am (UTC)
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Iris whuffs a laugh, before threading fingers through Charles' hair and letting herself go entirely.





What do you imagine, Iris starts, moving, shifting them both to easier positions, as you think of me when we've parted? Show me.

Date: 2012-05-17 01:40 am (UTC)
chrysopteron: (pale semblance)
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such an adventurer

Iris pushes lightly on Charles' shoulder so that he's on his back. A graceful swing of her leg lets her find purchase across Charles' thighs.

One must always give back to one's teacher.

Date: 2012-05-17 01:58 am (UTC)
chrysopteron: (red lips and statue's face)
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"Oh." The only sound she makes, looking down at his smile as Iris goes from thighs to hips and settles downward so easily.

Charles --

Date: 2012-05-17 02:23 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chrysopteron
Volume might not be up there (yet) but the intensity of hearing Charles is always heady.

And speed and noise and it's all so human and addicting. He is.

A shift of angle brings Iris closer to Charles' chest when she hears his breathing pick up and he couldn't be more gorgeous.

Date: 2012-05-17 02:30 am (UTC)
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Being this close to Charles makes it easy to touch her lips to his, or to his jaw, or the long lines of bone toward his shoulders. Iris pulls back just enough so that she can see Charles' face. Always a watcher.

Date: 2012-05-17 02:43 am (UTC)
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Iris likes dazed on him. All the muscles in his face look relaxed; he looks so happy and knowing she herself made him this way is something of a miracle to her.

Date: 2012-05-17 03:04 am (UTC)
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Full of wonder. Apt.

"You make it easy for me to be so." Shifting, Iris ends up stretched along Charles' left side.

Date: 2012-05-17 03:27 am (UTC)
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"Of course."

It is the easiest answer, and the most true.

Date: 2012-05-17 03:29 am (UTC)
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"Breakfast tomorrow?"

Translation: Is she going back to Milliways tonight?

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