DEDICATED HENRATURRA POST;

[vecna]

(( when the sun sets, we're both the same ))

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[vecna]

[Ohh, when that nail nudges in, even a little, he straightens his back again. Expected or otherwise, the sensation is still titillating.

Henry doesn't quite mirror the gesture with his own finger, but he does press down against her hole, as though he might tease at a slight entry himself.]

Aha... of course. Well. [Hm.] We can get dressed, gently shoo the mushrooms out into the living room, then retire to the bedroom and continue?

[velluminous]

[ now that's an idea ]

[vecna]

[He can read her mind without even having to.]

So, shall we?

[velluminous]

Ohh, I don't want you to leave me.

[vecna]

Sprezzatura… I’m going to have to pull out eventually.

[The fact that she wants to stay like this as long as possible really is endearing, though.]

It’s okay. It’s just for now.

[velluminous]

Why? You are having somewhere to be?

[ she does not want to disconnect. but she pushes at his shoulder: fine. ]

[vecna]

The bedroom with you.

[Pushed, he eases back. Seeks to slowly disconnect themselves.]

So we can properly do whatever you want.

[velluminous]

[ he always looks so pleased, a little mischievous. a long and slow exhale as he pulls from her—the sound damp but no longer obscene—and once he's free and she feels oddly empty once again, Sprezzatura reaches for the throw blanket on the arm of the couch. time to ensconce. ]

Hhm.

[vecna]

[Damp but no longer obscene. They'll have to fix that next time, since he likes obscene.

Easy enough for Henry to remove himself, then shuffle his pants back up to dress himself again as he stands. Smiles at her.]

Come on. [Offers hand?]

[velluminous]

[ hand... held. a soft little sigh, as she stands. there is always the risk that moving venues will diminish her desire. she holds into it, too, best she can. ]

[vecna]

[It's a short walk, anyway, and he looks at her like she's the most important thing in the world to him as they move to the bedroom, regardless of his mischievous nature.

Into the bedroom they go. The pillow-blanket-book fort is still standing, with the mushrooms presumably hidden away beneath, sleeping.]

Pretty impressive, right?

[velluminous]

[

... the sudden surge of not wanting to dismantle it, despite her instinct towards stress. those tomes ...! ]

Little builders, them.

[vecna]

[He practically feels that rolling off of her, and laughs lightly.]

Don't tell me you're changing your mind.

[velluminous]

[ ouuuugh ]

No! Stop laughing.

[vecna]

[ :) ]

Then wait for me on the bed for now, and I'll move them.

[velluminous]

...

... It is. Impressive.

[vecna]

[She's so cute.]

...It is, isn't it? But your books...

[velluminous]

[ herrrrr... books.

at his prompting, she makes a whiny sound and surges forward and begins to pluck them up by their poor, cracked spines. fuss, fuss, fuss. the blanket is, at best, draped over her shoulders. at worst, covering very little. ]

I am not even keeping this one in here!

[ HOW DID THEY GET IT ]

[vecna]

[omg]

Sprezzatura... you're going to wake them up.

[girl they're still asleep under there!! In fact, one of them stirs sleepily.]

[velluminous]

[ but her books!! ]

Take them, then.

[vecna]

Then wait until they're out before you start picking up your books. You're going to make their fort fall on them, and then they really will wake up.

[parenting 101]

[velluminous]

[ do I look like I had parenting to you ]

[vecna]

[no

It takes a few minutes, but Henry does what Henry does best: taking care of little children in need of caring. (minus that one time) He manages to take two in his arms, and the third with this powers, gently floating. They stir slightly, but are never bothered enough to truly wake up, and he moves out of the bedroom with them in tow.

She can pick up her books now.]

[velluminous]

[ should she feel this kind of discontent over moving them...? maybe not. but she does.

as they leave, she begins to pull the fort apart. book by book, pillow by pillow. it doesn't sit well, yet she continues. ]

[vecna]

[A couple of minutes later, and Henry returns. The bedroom door shuts behind him, and the lock gently clicks into place.]

They went straight back to sleep.

[How’s the dismantling going? He senses… a slight discontent.]