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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[furgood]

Maybe. I might. [Grin ] you'll take me there eventually.

[devoutish]

The moment we get home.

[He promises.]

[furgood]

Maybe not the very moment. You have dinner to get to. Oh, we're getting close.

[They're close enough to see the lathe island off to the right and the lower lying trees off the smaller island to the left. She steers them to the smalle one ] Aren't they beautiful?

[devoutish]

Look at that.

[He breathes, squinting to see better in the sun.]

Did you design them? Draw a picture and show Zephyr what you wanted where and all?

[furgood]

I imagined them. Spent ages in books and all before I made the wish. It's not quite...Ienzo and Gabriel put their own touches on it you know.

[devoutish]

Gabriel? Really?

[He sounds a little surprised.]

I didn't know he liked the tropics.

[furgood]

He was interested enough to add a few animals of his own.

[devoutish]

What sort of animals?

[furgood]

Some sort of shelled turtle thing. Big. And some pretty birds. A couple lizards? I don't remember. It's not his animals to wonder about really.

[devoutish]

You'd rather me be wondering about the dragons, is that it?

[furgood]

I just figure you'd want to see all the things you can't see on Earth.

[devoutish]

Mm.

[He flutters his fingers in her direction, trying to reach her but not managing it.]

That I would, yeah. But I'll see anything you'd like to show me.

[furgood]

[She grins at his reaching and leans forward enough to just stroke along his fingertips]

Five minutes, give me five minutes and you can see and touch whatever you want.

[devoutish]

[He tries to catch her arm, suppressing a smile when he can't.]

Big words, those.

[furgood]

[Griiin ] You're the overeager one here.

[devoutish]

Can you blame me for it?

[furgood]

[Quick glance at the approaching island and she leans forward, twisting a curl around her finger and trailing the curl down along the edge of her neckline.] Sure can.

[devoutish]

[Okay, fuck sitting. Unsteadily, he stands, holding onto the side of the boat as he makes his way over to her.]

[furgood]

[oh nooo, Meulin struggles to keep things steady while also just giggling madly. Teasing proved extremely effective, good to know. ]

If we flip, I'm blaming you.

[devoutish]

I'm--

[He captures her lips in a kiss, lingering for a few moments before pulling back.]

-- mm. Being careful.

[furgood]

[An effective silencer for any trading remarks she might make but only as long as it lasts. At least she sounds a little breathless when he pulls back. ] Right, right, careful, that's what this is.

[devoutish]

[He raises an eyebrow at her, eyes dancing.]

Is it not?

[furgood]

Purrhaps. [Strokes a finger along her neckline one more time]

[devoutish]

We'll just have to stay very still.

[He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.]

You'll have to stay right here with me.

[furgood]

Clearly I'll have to. Anywhere else and we'll throw the boat off.

[She's trying not to smile but failing pretty hard] When we run aground, you get to fix the boat.