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Riley Matthews - Post-Kyr for farkle
[ Untangling herself from him ]
Good!
Good!
Just don't forget lunch with Maya is at one.
[ Gets off the couch and grabs his shirt. ] C'mon, Minkus! We've got a lot of work to do before lunch!
[ He squeaks stumbling to his feet and barely catching himself. ] Serious?
Do I look like I'm joking? [ Dragging him to the bedroom ]
I--no--no you do not. [Still stumbling at being dragged.]
[ Upon entering the room she lets out a giggle before turning back to him and leaping on him. Her arms wrapping themselves around his neck. ]
I'm sorry I dragged you.
I'm sorry I dragged you.
[ He huffs at the sudden force, gripping her to him to balance them with a wrinkling of his nose. ][At least he sounds amused when he starts with a step to lead them to the bed proper.]
[ Her arms comfortably wrapped around his neck, she follows his movement. She finds herself staring at him during the time. ]
[ Farkle peers at her cautiously before shifting a hand to hold hers. ] I'm yours for whatever you want.
How did I get so lucky?
I'd say a teacher had something to do with it and then kinda saving the world.
It was you too... [He huffs pressing his lips against hers.] Wouldn't have done anything if not for you and the others.
[ Nuzzling shyly into his neck and whisper small 'i love yous' ]
[He moves his neck slightly to give her more room, fingers fidgeting in her hair.]
Eleven kids?
Eleven kids?
Seems like a lot doesn't it?
Seems like the perfect number to me. [He wiggles a brow.] Especially if we get started early.
I like that idea.
You did say we had a few hours.
Shut up and kiss me.
I'm going to do more than that... [He breathes out the word before leaning his weight into Riley in order to lay them down on the bed. Hands wandering her torso as he demands entrance into her mouth with his lips.]
[ Time skip; Her head resting on his chest, she lets out a small yawn and continues to play with his fingers. ]
Do we have to go to lunch?
Do we have to go to lunch?
[ One hand remains with hers as the other grips her waist. He rolls his eyes at that comment. ]
Maya would kill me if not.
Maya would kill me if not.