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[noburden]

"Without fear of suffocation or broken noses," she says, slipping into his arms. Not that he ever worries about such things...

[rosarianoath]

"I never feared those," he says, pulling her close so he can kiss the crown of her head. "In fact, I welcome them."

[noburden]

"You might, but I don't. Hurting you is the worst thing I could ever do," she says. Even if it were only an accident. Even if he'd happily die between her thighs, she would not be very happy. "I must handle you with care so I can have a very long time with you."

[rosarianoath]

"Thus, a chair," he murmurs, letting his nose linger in her hair for a beat longer before withdrawing. "Blue, then? It's your colour..."

[noburden]

"Blue," she agrees. Her hand finds his, holding it as she thinks. "I hope they can deliver this to the house..."

And that Joshua is conveniently out.

[rosarianoath]

"Can we not just wrap it in a blanket?"

[noburden]

"Won't that make it more obvious?"

They should have discussed logistics beforehand.

[rosarianoath]

“We could come up with a story,” he says. “Perhaps it is a box of… fertilizer, for the garden, come spring.”

[noburden]

The look on Jill's face makes it clear she doesn't think that will work.

"We could say it's... simply a chair for our room. Dull furniture. Nothing exciting. And not a complete lie."