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"I am often happy," he says, and he kisses her even if it means pushing against her hands even more, and then he hauls himself up on his elbows, easing his weight off her. He finds the floor with one foot so he can get himself up properly, and he reaches for the edge of the blankets. "Take up your skirts so I can make you so happy too."

"Wait, Clive," she laughs, moving over so that he can climb in beside her. "Hold me for a little while!"

He's being so cute she wants a cuddle.

He pauses, looking at her through the dim room with an earnestness that borders on dimwitted.

"You want me to hold you?"

"I do. It's a little cold in here, isn't it?"

She's thrilled to be able to enjoy this winter with her furnace of a man.

“Then you’ll have my fire burning for you,” he says.

Clive gets up just to shuck off his jeans, a mildly clumsy affair that takes far longer than it should, and then he crawls into the space she’s made for him.

Jill just sort of watches to make sure he doesn't trip himself and crack his head on the nightstand.

Once he's safely in bed, she's quick to cuddle up into him, eager to get away from the cool side of the sheets she moved onto.

"What would I do without you to keep me warm?"

Clive slips an arm under her so he can gather her up properly, tugging her right up to his chest. He rests his chin on the top of her head.

“Warm your blankets in the oven.”

She breathes him in, arm wrapping around him. He doesn't smell ideal, but he still smells like him. Good enough.

"I'd miss these strong arms and broad chest," she murmurs. "There's no substitute for them."

Drunk, Clive leans his weight against her mindlessly, embrace tight.

“I am very strong,” he says into her hair. “You will never meet another man as strong.”

Jill takes a moment to move her face so she's not suffocating. Much better.

"Indeed. No man can compare to you. I'm glad you put your strength to good use, Clive."

Slaying monsters and getting plastered.

“I love you,” he says, a valiant attempt at a boner pressing into her leg. “All my strength is yours, whenever you wish for it. I love you.”

"How much do you love me, would you say?"

She got two I love yous. She has to ask, even as she presses her leg into him. He's cute when drunk and horny.

“I love you more than all the stars, and I already loved them because you look at them often.”

He sighs, content.

She smiles and nuzzles into his chest.

"Do you love me more than that cheeseburger from down the road?"

“I love you more than all the cheeseburgers combined.”

"Ah. Now I know how deeply you cherish me," she says, hugging him. "A cheeseburger would have gone well with your drinks, I bet."

“I had one,” he mumbles. “I thought you’d be sleeping and wouldn’t make me one.”

He stretches his back a bit, grinding against her in the process.

She laughs and runs her hand over his side, his hip. Then over to his back, fingers pressing into muscle. She leans more of her weight into him, leg pressing firmly against his drunken boner.

"I don't sleep deeply unless you're in this bed."

He groans comfortably, following the press of her leg with a more deliberate grind.

“Are you going to sleep deeply tonight?” he asks. “If I’m keeping you awake…”

"I have nowhere to be tomorrow." And he's warm and cuddly and drunk and she's enjoying this Clive. She presses a kiss to his collar.

"Besides, my husband can keep me up all he likes."

"I'm your husband."

His hand strokes down her side until he can reach her thigh, and he pulls it up and around his so he can grind in between her legs... or as close as he can clumsily get, anyway.

"That you are, my love."

He's sort of more against her inner thigh, but that's fine. Jill quietly shifts her hips so he's flush against her. Better.

"I would like to go hunting with you before the year is over."

He moans quietly, squeezing her thigh as he ruts against her.

“I’ll take you.”

She lifts her head to press her lips to his neck.

"Perhaps you'll share a drink with me, next time."

"I'll buy you whatever you want."

He's drunk, she can have whatever she wants.

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