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[rosarianoath]

He imagines briefly what it would be like if he could find another job, and be here every night. She wouldn’t go to bed without him or rise before he did. How terrible, to be so useless at so many other things.

“Jill,” he says, and he has nothing more to say, so he just tilts her chin up to him so he can kiss her, long and slow.

[noburden]

She doesn't think he'll find anything else to tire him out and scratch whatever itch he has. By now, she's come to terms with his schedule and his need for that time away. She's come to cherish waking to the sound of him trying to be quiet, anticipating the moment he slips into bed behind her and holds her close.

Her eyes flutter shut as they kiss, and she scoots herself up so that they can kiss more comfortably. How nice it is to take their time and enjoy one another, upset and heartache put behind them. Moving meant letting his shirt fall back down, but her hand is now free to cup the side of his neck, tender in the way her thumb brushes his skin there, too.

[rosarianoath]

She shifts up and he can reach further, palm gliding into the back of her skirt to caress her skin. The curtain of her hair falls around them. This is comfortable and slow moving, and her mouth is soft, and Clive kisses her gently, savouring it.

“I want to have you so many ways today,” he murmurs.

[noburden]

"Was that your plan all along? Seduce me with the promise of lounging, only to have your way with me?" She teases, giving him another kiss.

Like she didn't seduce him in a fitting room.

[rosarianoath]

"I could do it while lounging," he says, wryly. "Lay you on your side..."

[noburden]

"Imagine, falling asleep like that..."

Though the fantasy is a little fragile because she has no idea how soon Joshua will be returning. One ear us already listening for the front door.

[rosarianoath]

It's easy to. He palms her ass with a relaxed sigh, and he looks up at her with a fondness that makes his heart twist.

"Dare I peel you from me long enough to close the door?"

[noburden]

Jill groans. The mere thought of parting is awful, and she buries her face against his neck.

"I am inclined to say no."

[rosarianoath]

"Then we remain here," he says, "lounging, only."

[noburden]

There's a huff against his skin. Silly.

"Truly, you are a tease. Did you use the last of your strength taking me up the stairs?"

[rosarianoath]

"I'm preserving it," he says, giving her another gentle grope. "Given the lady's inclinations towards staying right here."

[noburden]

She smiles against his neck before lifting her head to peer at him, amused. She arches her back, just a little, to give him more to grab.

"I only wish to be flush against you every waking moment," she tells him. She's joking, but it's not very far from the truth. "Parting, even for a moment, is unreasonably cruel."

[rosarianoath]

"But if we could be closer," he suggests, brushing her hair behind an ear.

[noburden]

"Ah. That may be worth the agony of parting... do you believe it to be so, Clive?"

She'd crawl into his skin if she could.

[rosarianoath]

"I do," he says, and he rolls her over then, pressing his weight into her without hesitation before withdrawing. For a beat he looms over her on his hands, kisses her swiftly, and then retreats to the door to close it and lock it.

[noburden]

Jill sprawls out on her back with a sigh.

"I'm happy we have reason to lock the door," she says.

[rosarianoath]

“As am I,” he says. “Keeps Torgal from putting his paws where they don’t belong, too…”

He returns to her swiftly, pushing her knees to one side with one hand and then laying down beside her, the length of his body flush against her side.

[noburden]

She looks at him with warmth, as if he hadn't been right against her moments ago. She traces a line down the slope of his nose, tapping the tip.

"I'm sure he's simply happy we're sleeping in the same room." As is she.

[rosarianoath]

“It’s certainly far less distance to patrol,” Clive replies. He can sleep through the heavy footfall of Torgal bounding up and down two flights, but it’s not ideal. He smiles at Jill, gently nudging a knee between hers. “I don’t think Dion was too pleased.”

[noburden]

She sighs, though the smile remains on her lips.

"He only worries for me. Like a brother would," she adds, fingers trailing down Clive's cheek. "I don't often speak of our relationship to him."

So no wonder any changes are a surprise to him. Jill often doesn't know what to say of her relationship to Clive, so it's easier to avoid the topic altogether.

"I should tell him that we've been better."

[rosarianoath]

He hums some acknowledgement, though he's not sure he agrees –– perhaps it's better that Dion knows less, as it would invite less scrutiny. Clive watches her face.

"If you think that's wise, then it's for the best."

[noburden]

He doesn't agree. The reply is indication enough. Jill brushes the hair away from his eyes.

"Do you not think it wise?"

[rosarianoath]

“I think he is expecting me to disappoint you,” he says, gently.

[noburden]

Jill hesitates, then nods in agreement.

"He is. I think you'll prove him wrong."

[rosarianoath]

“I intend to.” He leans his face in slightly, to bump his nose against hers.