In Your Lap

[firefeather]

firefeather

"There is nothing wrong with spending a night in when you have a night off, you know," Saoirse commented as she wandered into the bedroom clad in nothing but an over sized towel, hair still dripping and skin still faintly pink from her shower. Her words were softened by a lack of annoyance in her voice that turned them from potential criticism to tired complaint, emphasized by the weariness of her movements as she shook out a second smaller towel and wrapped it around her hair. She had been gone for most of the day, having left shortly after sunrise for parts unknown, though it was easy to tell what she had been doing. The avatar had returned two hours after sunset smelling of ash and missing several tail feathers, clear signs that she had had a busy day. Now all she wanted to do was rest, preferably with Aidan for company. Spying him sitting on the foot of the bed she tightened the towel and padded over to carefully plop down on his lap with her usual aura of graceless familiarity.

“I appreciate the offer of going out for dinner but I’d rather stay here tonight. We have already eaten out twice this week,” she added as she settled into a more comfortable position, straddling his hips and resting against his chest with her arms wrapped loosely around him.

leighis

Aidan grunted a little when she settled in his lap but wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'll see what I can rustle up for dinner, then, because you had a long day, sweetheart. You're going to rest, though. Doctor's orders." The last was given with a grin, softening the order.

firefeather

Saoirse chuckled and seized the opportunity to steal a quick kiss. For all that she was still prone to being just as headstrong and feisty as she had been when they first met she had mellowed out dramatically in the months since that night. Some social situations still made her awkward and hesitant, but that wasn't a problem with Aidan. Where she had once held back she now gave him her affection freely.

"You'll get no arguments there, Doctor. They wouldn't do me much good anyway. Not when you have that look in your eye that says you will sit on me if you have to to keep me in bed," she said as she pulled back, lifting her hands to run her fingers through his hair and favoring him with a warm smile.

leighis

It had been a bit of a rough go, but they had managed to survive the rocky path. Aidan smiled against her mouth, returning the kiss before pulling away to rest his forehead against hers.

"Sitting on you, love? No, I'm thinking some ropes. Something a bit fireproof." Aidan laughed, then closed his eyes as he felt Birdie's hands in his hair. He shivered a little.

"Wouldn't mind you washing my hair. Like your hands in my hair."

firefeather

"Fireproof, huh? You might want to look into chains for that. Less likely to come undone as well," she mused, channeling a trace of inner fire to her hands and pulling them from his hair to cup his cheeks. Her palms were warm bordering on hot, a demonstration rather than the intent to cause his discomfort. Gently rolling her thumbs across his cheekbones she pressed another kiss to his lips then pulled back to study his face.

"You should have joined me in the shower if you wanted me to wash your hair." Clucking her tongue in playful scolding she nevertheless buried her fingers in his hair again, slowly scratching and massaging his scalp as if she were working shampoo into the dark locks. His little shiver had not gone unnoticed. To the contrary, it had sent a jolt of heat racing along her nerves that had nothing to do with her own fire, and she was seeking a repeat of both reactions.

leighis

His eyes slide closed at the caress and he leans into it, lips nuzzling under Birdie's ear.

"We would have been rather pruney if that was the case and with no hot water to boot."

Aidan grins, then speaks again.

"Chains sound so heavy, though. Maybe those thin gold ones? You look lovely in red and gold."

firefeather

The brush of his lips against her skin drew a giggle from Saoirse and she pulled away, shaking her head as if to chase away the tickle. A teasing remark rested on the tip of her tongue but the look of pure bliss on Aidan's face made her pause. Her breath caught slightly in her chest. This was far from being the first time she had noticed just how handsome he was, but something about him practically melting at her touch made her heart skip a bit, sending more of that same heat coursing through her veins. Licking suddenly dry lips she smiled and forced her train of thought back on track, gently tugging his hair in a playful manner.

"If hot water is your wish you need only ask. It may take me a few minutes but I could warm enough for a bath if I had to," she said, having forgotten her original witty comment in her distraction. His statement about gold chains proved to be a source of inspiration, however. Mindful of the fact that they were still on the edge of the bed she carefully shifted onto her knees, the movement loosening the towel wrapped around her even as it put her at a few inches taller than him, enough so that she could look down at his upturned face. Pulling one hand away from his hair she tugged the second towel away from her own.

"As lovely as it makes me look you forget that gold is a soft metal my dear doctor. You will need something harder if you want to keep me in one place," she purred, letting the second towel drop to the floor.

leighis

Aidan grins at her words, then her movements made an eyebrow arch upwards and his grin to widen.

"Mmm, I might have something for that issue." He says in a low voice, his brogue even more obvious. He trails his fingers up Birdie's hips before he tugs her closer.

"But first, I think I'll have to finish unwrapping you before we test the hardness of anything. Prepare the canvas, so to speak, if we're being artistic."