Get close up
For ar_drabbles challenge no 55: toiletries.
You can go to bed now, akachankami .
Bill let her have free rein in his quarters. She could have the bed, put her makeup in the head, leave her stockings drying in the shower, take over his drawers.
It was amazing how many things she'd accumulated. She filled one drawer and reached for the next, only to feel his hand slam it back shut. "Not this one," Bill said. "Why not take that?" He pointed to a larger drawer farther down.
"Why not this one?" It didn't matter to Laura, but she enjoyed seeing Bill flustered.
"It's full."
"You said just empty what I needed."
Bill shrugged.
"What's in there that's so embarrassing? Your porn stash?" Bill shook his head and Laura gave him a look. "Don't tell me you don't have one."
"I put it in storage when you agreed to move in," he admitted.
"So it's not porn. It's not a picture of your ex-wife because I've already found that, and it's not random doodles of my breasts -- frankly rather exaggerated, I hate to inform you -- because those have been dotting your reports for the last year, Admiral. It's not tasteless tell-all books about minor celebrities, because those are on your bookshelves with the good stuff. So what's so embarrassing?"
He was stunned by her flood of words and she grabbed the opportunity to yank the drawer open. "Toothpaste?"
He looked miserable. "Toothpaste."
"How much?"
"I'm down to my last three dozen tubes."
"It hasn't expired?"
"Tauron toothpaste never expires."
"And you haven't traded it away? Released it to the fleet?"
"I need my toothpaste. Brushing my teeth calms me. You wouldn't like me if I couldn't brush my teeth. It relaxes me."
She ran a finger over his lips. "Share your toothpaste with me and I'll find other ways to relax you."
You can go to bed now, akachankami .
Bill let her have free rein in his quarters. She could have the bed, put her makeup in the head, leave her stockings drying in the shower, take over his drawers.
It was amazing how many things she'd accumulated. She filled one drawer and reached for the next, only to feel his hand slam it back shut. "Not this one," Bill said. "Why not take that?" He pointed to a larger drawer farther down.
"Why not this one?" It didn't matter to Laura, but she enjoyed seeing Bill flustered.
"It's full."
"You said just empty what I needed."
Bill shrugged.
"What's in there that's so embarrassing? Your porn stash?" Bill shook his head and Laura gave him a look. "Don't tell me you don't have one."
"I put it in storage when you agreed to move in," he admitted.
"So it's not porn. It's not a picture of your ex-wife because I've already found that, and it's not random doodles of my breasts -- frankly rather exaggerated, I hate to inform you -- because those have been dotting your reports for the last year, Admiral. It's not tasteless tell-all books about minor celebrities, because those are on your bookshelves with the good stuff. So what's so embarrassing?"
He was stunned by her flood of words and she grabbed the opportunity to yank the drawer open. "Toothpaste?"
He looked miserable. "Toothpaste."
"How much?"
"I'm down to my last three dozen tubes."
"It hasn't expired?"
"Tauron toothpaste never expires."
"And you haven't traded it away? Released it to the fleet?"
"I need my toothpaste. Brushing my teeth calms me. You wouldn't like me if I couldn't brush my teeth. It relaxes me."
She ran a finger over his lips. "Share your toothpaste with me and I'll find other ways to relax you."