[ Narrator voice: And then they did do it in a bed (two weeks later).
With his heart starting to slow again and his breathing evening out, and with Ishmael's head tucked against his chest, Wriothesley takes a second to idly tug one of the not-so-neatly pinned back loops of hair free from its bindings. Sorry Marcille, you did such a good job but half of it's starting to come undone from their quickie in the van and there's no point in trying to salvage it now.
Even if it did look really great while it lasted. ]
You don't have to tell me twice.
[ He'd pay a hefty sum for a bed and an hour of privacy right now, but all the Mora and kryptos in the world won't get them out of the desert any faster. When they get back...
But that's still far into the future. For now, they have more important things to deal with. ]
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With his heart starting to slow again and his breathing evening out, and with Ishmael's head tucked against his chest, Wriothesley takes a second to idly tug one of the not-so-neatly pinned back loops of hair free from its bindings. Sorry Marcille, you did such a good job but half of it's starting to come undone from their quickie in the van and there's no point in trying to salvage it now.
Even if it did look really great while it lasted. ]
You don't have to tell me twice.
[ He'd pay a hefty sum for a bed and an hour of privacy right now, but all the Mora and kryptos in the world won't get them out of the desert any faster. When they get back...
But that's still far into the future. For now, they have more important things to deal with. ]
Go wash up. I'll clean up here.
[ He did make most of the mess after all. :/ ]