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[hebe_dot_com]

Hebe woke up calmly for the first time in days. Whatever wards Brighid had around this room, they'd kept her dream free and soothed. She shifted to settle her head back on Herc's shoulder. He was still asleep and it gave her a little time to think on things

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[hercules_dotcom]

He stroked her hair, not quite awake. "Y'needa sleep, love," he mumbled. "Rest, ge' better." He shifted slightly, moving closer, his eyes drooping as he started to drift back to sleep.

[hebe_dot_com]

Hebe inched up to gently kiss his lips. She wasn't that tired anymore. Not enough for the continued bedrest. But she doubted Herc was going to let her out of the bed, far less the room.

"Awwh."

It was only the slighest sound of disagreement. Just to let him know, as she settled against him again, letting him pull her near.

[hercules_dotcom]

He grumbled lightly, not opening his eyes. "Rest."

He yawned, cuddled against her, taking his own advice.

[hebe_dot_com]

Hebe kept her head where it was, not looking back at him, but nipped his chest lightly in one last act of complaint before obediently closing her eyes.

She smiled softly to herself. Next time she'd make sure to get him to set a precedent of wearing her out; one way or another, if she was supposed to get all this damnable bed rest.