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Post by Nero on Jan 18, 2015 15:06:20 GMT -6
"Probably." I sat down beside him in the chair, turning my back to him, I tried to move my hair out of the way and help it stay that way. "You're handling this... very well. Ever wish I wasn't so accident prone?" Yes... accident, I'll stick with that one.
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Post by Bishop on Jan 18, 2015 17:45:19 GMT -6
Bishop chuckled slightly as he began to work on Nero's head, doing what work he could to stop infection as he cleaned the pebbles out of it.
"I think the mugger considers this an accident as well depending on your hit. Also, you are lucky I am here. I don't know how well you could have done this with a mirror."
Bishop wipes away the dust he got out of the wound as Nero winces slightly.
"Sorry, apparently the concrete was not that sanitary. Also, apologize in advance for this."
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Post by Nero on Jan 18, 2015 17:57:55 GMT -6
"For what?... Fuck!" Oh for the pouring of alcohol... I nearly jumped out of the chair but he caught my arm so we didn't make a mess. The burning sensation reminded me of Remmi's neck.
"You're lucky... I love you."
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Post by Bishop on Jan 18, 2015 18:04:27 GMT -6
"I know love."
He said for more reason than one, knowing what it must have felt like to have alcohol poured into your head.
"Worse to get better."
Bishop says with an almost lighthearted chuckle in his voice.
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Post by Nero on Jan 18, 2015 18:13:26 GMT -6
"So are we cooking?" I turned around in the chair to face him, kissing him, as a thank you for cleaning out my cut. It was feeling better already... only slightly on fire now.
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Post by Bishop on Jan 18, 2015 18:17:22 GMT -6
"Yes! I've been rather hungry since my mind has been put to rest."
Bishop said as he moved from his chair picking up Nero with a slight 'eek' coming from Nero as her feet left the ground. Kissing her as she lay in his arms, Bishop looked at Nero with a smile.
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Post by Nero on Jan 18, 2015 18:21:30 GMT -6
"Do not drop me." I smiled at him, even though I liked my feet better on the ground. My arms tightly clung to him as he carried me to...
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Post by Bishop on Jan 18, 2015 18:43:51 GMT -6
To the bed. He was hungry, but this was supposed to be a romantic night and so far he has cleaned rocks out of her head and she argued with herself. Needless to say it was less than typical and contact between the two was at the forefront on his mind. Keeping with her request Bishop lays her on the bed, fully extending her legs back down the length of it.
"Perhaps not."
Bishop said slowly as his hands moved gingerly down her body from her face, down her chest to her stomach. Stopping to kiss her stomach, Bishop sighed deeply as his hands moved to her legs. Removing her shoes as she looks at him, 'that' look on her face.
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Post by Nero on Jan 18, 2015 18:48:42 GMT -6
"Dinner can wait."
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