Just an evil alien overlord and his empathic, magic-wielding First Prime. So Norman Rockwell.

[godinakilt]

"Ghraidh?"

If Ba'al would see him now he would laugh, certainly. Something about a bag of groceries (mostly fresh fruit, vegetables, and other wholesome-type foods) just didn't really scream 'kneel before your god'.

"I'm home!"

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[empathicwitch]

Phoebe came out of the bedroom and smiled as she saw him.

"I'm here, a stor." She was relieved to see him.

[godinakilt]

A smile, only part smirk, slid across his face as he dropped his keys on the kitchen table and held out an arm to her.

[empathicwitch]

She moved to him and wrapped her arms around him.

[godinakilt]

He draped his arm around her shoulders to press her against his body, dropping a kiss to the top of her head.

This was a very nice way to come home.

[empathicwitch]

When he did that, Phoebe grinned and moved her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

[godinakilt]

"All the better to maul you with, my dear," Camulus laughed.

[empathicwitch]

Phoebe laughed. "Good thing I like being mauled by my god, yes?"

[godinakilt]

"I'm not about to stop any time soon."