OOM: Jaina and Jag's Room

[jedipilot]

Tugging her undershirt over her head, Jaina walks back over towards the bed in the dark of the room. A small breeze drifts through from the opened window, tickling her her skin. She shivers, wrapping her arms tightly over her chest as she reaches out with the Force to close the window

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[col_cardboard]

Jag stares up into the darkness, comforted by the feeling of Jaina there, warm at his side. He'd always prefered cooler temperatures whenever possible, but there is something to be said for a warm bed at night.

He smiles and presses a kiss to the top of her head. "That tickles."

[jedipilot]

"Does it?"

Jaina angles her head upward to grin mischievously at him in the dark. She moves her hand downward so it now makes small circles on his stomach. "Didn't know you were that ticklish."

[col_cardboard]

Jag twitches involuntarily, arm curling tighter around her for just a moment before relaxing again.

"'m not. Usually."

[jedipilot]

Jaina chuckles. "Right, lover boy. We believe that."

She runs her fingers across his stomach again, just for good measure.