[Easy agreement; it's more than true after all. And then nothing more, since just that is enough. Gentle satisfaction radiates from her in waves, a lazy tide at night.
She runs the backs of metal fingers down the line of his neck, fond]
[He shivers a little, at the temperature difference of the metal - leans into the touch, the same way he does with her flesh hand. The emotions curled around him are slow and content, like a dog napping in the sun]
[The softness of the moment, and the gentle satisfaction from her, and his own exhaustion, a background hum that's so ingrained he hardly notices it anymore - all of it combines to make that suggestion sound very good indeed]
[There's a new wave of warmth, when she snuggles in - affection and quiet content, though the concern stays as well, grows broader and deeper at that yawn]
...kay.
Wouldn't hurt you to rest your eyes some, too, though. Just saying.
[His smile is soft; his fingers are still toying with her hair, gentle]
[It is very soothing, the contact and the warmth and the affection, and she pushes some of it back to him: gentle admonishment, a comfort solid enough that brooks no need for concern. Still lightly teasing]
[But he's still reluctant to let himself doze off - some mix of trepidation at dreams yet to come and the half-formed notion that he'll wake up to discover that this - all of this - has been the dream all along]
[He quashes it all down - takes a breath in, and opens himself up a little wider, to let in what she's feeling. And then, finally, closes his eyes]
[As promised, she waits for his expression to calm and breaths to go slow and even, doing her best to watch over his rest before succumbing to her own. Drowsy as she is, it's nice to enjoy this closeness, the trust and intimacy of being here as he lets down his defenses around her enough to actually--hopefully--get some real rest. She can't force open his dreams, but can offer forth encouragement in the hopes it can follow him into them, protective instinct curling around the bright warmth still swelling tight in her chest.
But eventually her muscles go lax and her eyes slide shut, the slow rhythm of her breathing running counterpoint to his.]
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[Easy agreement; it's more than true after all. And then nothing more, since just that is enough. Gentle satisfaction radiates from her in waves, a lazy tide at night.
She runs the backs of metal fingers down the line of his neck, fond]
Should crash for a bit....change of pace.
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[The softness of the moment, and the gentle satisfaction from her, and his own exhaustion, a background hum that's so ingrained he hardly notices it anymore - all of it combines to make that suggestion sound very good indeed]
...you're gonna try, too, yeah?
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[Even linked as they are, it's tough to know exactly how serious she is; what shines through the bond equal parts gentle teasing and genuine appeal]
Comfy?
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Yeah... s'real nice.
[He nudges at her; the nudge comes through in his feelings, as well, all soft concern and gentle inquiry]
You're the one who was tired, though. You ain't gonna catch five?
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[This is spoken around a yawn... She snuggles in anyway, comfortable]
Go on, I ain't going nowhere.
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...kay.
Wouldn't hurt you to rest your eyes some, too, though. Just saying.
[His smile is soft; his fingers are still toying with her hair, gentle]
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Okay, Dad...
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[Not sheepish enough to keep him from asking, though:]
...you comfy enough?
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[She is in fact perfectly content as they are now, satisfaction curling at how neatly they fit together.]
You?
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[He is in fact better than good. Better than he's been in a long, long time, all lazy warmth and fond affection]
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See ya when you wake, then.
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[But he's still reluctant to let himself doze off - some mix of trepidation at dreams yet to come and the half-formed notion that he'll wake up to discover that this - all of this - has been the dream all along]
[He quashes it all down - takes a breath in, and opens himself up a little wider, to let in what she's feeling. And then, finally, closes his eyes]
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But eventually her muscles go lax and her eyes slide shut, the slow rhythm of her breathing running counterpoint to his.]