[location: John Everton's House]

[aesthetic_mojo]

[Note, this is closed and might get all adult and stuff. You have been warned! Also? I blame it on Cordy.]

Charlotte turned off her tablet and put her head down on the table in front of her. Between all those lovely questions at the party and Cordy repeatedly saying 'your guy,' Charlotte needed a drink. Or a nap. Or a drink and then a nap. And then another drink.

Instead, she made herself get up and go looking for John. There was so much from the last few days they hadn't talked about at all. Somehow they seemed to have fallen into a routine where they didn't talk about life outside the house much. It was as if they both worked high stress jobs they didn't want to bring home. It made for a pleasant life, but eventually those things they set aside needed discussing.

Not that she said a word to him when she found him. Her arms went around his waist, her head on his shoulder, and she sighed softly. Her guy.

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[lapsedsaint]

"My clothes? It was your body who displaced them." He smirked, then kissed her hair. "Control? I just thought I'd try something different. Did you like it?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

She lifted her head just long enough to give him the single most incredulous look any woman had ever given her man. Then she flopped back against him with a grunt. "It had its moments." She nipped him firmly. "Did I like it? God."

[lapsedsaint]

He yelped, then laughed. "Good. I'm glad. Maybe I'll try it again some time." He shifted so that he could properly kiss her.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She held him in the kiss for a long time, long after she probably should for them to fall asleep. When she finally released him, she whimpered. "Yes. Please. Very good. Very good."

[lapsedsaint]

He smiled at that and nodded. "I'll keep that in mind, then. Now, sleep, yes?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

She kissed where she'd bitten even as she closed her eyes. "You know, I meant to discuss all sorts of things with you, but you've worn me out completely." She would have kept teasing, saying they never talked about anything important, but that was hardly the truth this time. And she was to tired to make the distinction between important just to them and important for living in Taxon. "Sleep, yes."

[lapsedsaint]

He shifted against her and nodded. "Later. We can discuss it later." Hugging her, he let himself drift off to sleep, tucked safely against her.

[aesthetic_mojo]

The only reason she stayed awake longer than him was to find a blanket she could put over them. She was asleep before it was completely over them.