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Orlando: *It's only as I pull my bags out of the cab that I realise not telling Elijah I was coming also means he might not be in. Oh well, I guess finding me camped out on the doorstep would be a nice surprise for him too, it's just that I'm a little tired and there are a lot of other places I'd rather camp out, so I cross the fingers of one hand and knock on the door with the other*
Elijah: Muuuum, can you please... What?? Baking, what? No, but I have to go down to the guest house... But.. but it's probably one of your church fr...! Okay, okay. *I grumble, hopping over to the door as I attempt to get my foot inside and pull open the door at the same time*
Orlando: *I giggle at what I can hear, and the disgruntled little face that opens the door* Not interrupting anything, am I? I came for your mum's bible studies class.
Elijah: *I nearly topple over and fall on my ass when I see who it actually is, but manage to grab onto the door frame before that happens. I could have always blamed the sneaker* You'll be pleased to know that she's baking cookies for that very event, right this minute. You're a bit early though.
Orlando: Well that's good, I can practice. You see I always get my Elijahs and Elisha's muddled, and I wouldn't want to show myself up in front of all the ladies. *I grin a little, nudging one of my cases forward with my foot* So can I come in?
Elijah: You're not the only one who gets their Elijah's and Elisha's mixed up. *I glance over my shoulder, then bend to put my sneaker on properly and push his case back towards him* No, you can't come in. We're going down to the guest house. *I step outside and pull the door closed behind me*
Orlando: Really? *I ask innocently, still on my guard and waiting for a pounce as I watch him suspiciously* Is that where you keep your bibles, then?
Elijah: Yeah a whole stack of bibles and other churchy things. *I nod, grabbing one of his cases* Anyway I don't want mom to see you just yet. *I move away from him and start off for the guest house, unable to keep the huge smile off my face once my back it too him. Will not bounce or skip*
Orlando: *I heft up my other cases and follow, arching one eyebrow* You don't? I'm not in her bad books or something, am I? *I have to half run to keep up with him, I could swear he's almost skipping*
Elijah: Why else would I be secretly stealing you off to hide in the guest house? *We go through the side gate and round the house, down the garden towards the guest house. I can't for the life of me remember what I was coming down here for in the first place. Doesn't matter anymore though*
Orlando: What did I do? I havn't even been here! *I giggle softly, still trying to keep up* Are you going to hide me in your room and feed me scraps, like a puppy she doesn't want you to have?
Elijah: That's the reason. *I nod, swinging the case* It's because you haven't been here. And you are as cute as a puppy so maybe. *reaching the guest house I push open the door and hold it open for him, ushering him in* Quick! Before she sees you.
Orlando: *I dash in, giggling, almost tripping over my suitcase, then turn round to face him in the hall* You see, I'm not sure that is the reason. I think that maybe, just maybe, you wanted me all to your greedy little self. Thats what I think.
Elijah: Really? Interesting. *I walk in, put the suitcase down and slowly turn around to close the door behind me. I pause a moment and then I'm turning, launching from the door and pouncing on him* I guess you busted me.
Orlando: *I grin delightedly, lifting him up and half spinning around before deciding that's just going to make me dizzy, crashing him into the nearest wall, instead.* Surprise! *I cover his lips with kisses, snuggling myself tight against him so there's no chance of escape*
Elijah: *I squirm with pleasure at the kisses and curl my arms around him, firing a couple of questions at him, smiling the whole time* What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming? How long are you staying?
Orlando: Hmm. *I tilt my head and pretend I have to think about that* I'm kissing you. *and I do, slowly as he'll let me, smiling as I pull back* I didn't tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise, and I don't know, how long will you have me?
Elijah: Forever and ever and ever. *I don't let him pull too far back as my lips chase his for another one of those slow kisses that drive me a little crazy but I love them because they're tender and soft* If you have to leave I've decided to chain you to the bed. I don't want you to leave anymore.
Orlando: I have to leave next week. *I murmur, nuzzling my forehead against his, closing my eyes.* But I'll just be driving to the studio and coming home in the evening. Do you think you could unchain me just for the daytimes?
Elijah: No. Absolutely not. *I kiss his nose, then stroke my fingers down his cheeks, brushing his hair out of our faces as I speak softly* Apart from that, you're home for good?
Orlando: *I nod, just a little* Apart from that, I think I'm home for good. *My arms settle comfortably around his waist, fingers linked in the small of his back as I hold him to me* I promise to try not to get in your mums way too much.
Elijah: She's not going to mind you being around. *I curl my arms around him again and stand up on tip toes just a bit so that I can rest my chin on his shoulder* She's going to love having you here. Not as much as I will of course but she'll be pleased. I just didn't take you into the house before because I selfishly wanted you to myself before she started fussing over you.
Orlando: *I grin and lift him up just enough to stand him on my feet so he can rest against me easier* Well I'm all yours. *My hands stroke lightly up and down his back, sliding under his shirt to feel his skin warm against mine* What're you going to do with me?
Elijah: *I close my eyes for moment at the feel of his large, warm hands against my bare skin* Lots of things. Anything and everything. I don't care. Anything you want. I'm still just trying to get over the fact you're here.
Orlando: *I grin at that* I did think about telling you, but it was last minute. I was meant to be there for another week but it was obvious I wasn't going to be used, so I did a bit of eyelash fluttering and they let me go. *I squeeze him tight* So I'm here. Tired because we crammed all the little bits we might have done over the week into a couple of days, but here.
Elijah: You're good at that whole eyelash fluttering thing. *I hold him just as tightly, working my face into the warmth between his neck and shoulder* Do you need to have a sleep then?
Orlando: At some point. *Stroking his hair, I rock us gently together, side to side* It's not top of my list of priorities. How are the kits, both still in one piece I hope...
Elijah: Of course. They're both fine, they've missed you and are going to go crazy when they see you. *I sigh softly, closing my eyes as he rocks* Do you want to go and sit down at least? *I ask, realizing we're still stood by the wall and he'll get more tired if he has to stand here with me stood on hit feet*
Orlando: Mmm. Okay. I think I can let you go long enough to get to the couch. *I tilt his chin up gently and kiss him first, though* I love you so much, baby.
Elijah: I love you so much more than much. *I nod like that made perfect sense and kiss him again before stepping off his feet, taking his hand and leading him down the hall to the living room and couch*
Orlando: *I catch him before he sits, scooping him back onto my lap instead as I settle in one warm squishy corner of the couch* I hope our house is okay. I kind of feel bad leaving it shut up all alone for so long.
Elijah: *I cuddle up to him, my fingers fiddling and playing with his necklaces* I thought I was the worrier in this relationship? The house is going to be fine. Might need a little dusting but it'll be fine.
Orlando: There might be spiders in it now. *I tease, grinning as I watch to see his reaction* They'll think we've abandoned it, and when we come home it will be covered in webs.
Elijah: *I give him a look and thwap him lightly* Well then. I guess you'll just have to go on a couple of days ahead of me and clean the whole house won't you? Get rid of the dust and spiders.
Orlando: You'll let some little spiders come between us for two whole days? *I shake my head, clicking my tongue* And here I thought you really cared about me. You only love me because I save you from the spideys.
Elijah: *I sigh heavily and bow my head* It's true, I admit it. I'm so sorry. You're not mad about it are you?
Orlando: *I frown* I'm not sure. I still get sex right? *giggling, I shake my head* No it's hopeless, I can't even pretend not to adore you, whether you only want me for pest control purposes or not.
Elijah: Well. *I sigh again and walk my fingers up his chest* I guess I kind of want you for sex too, along with maybe a few other things. That'll do right? *I press my forehead to his* It must be the best and strongest kind of love if you can't even -pretend- that you don't adore me.
Orlando: It's definitely the strongest kind. Moving mountains kind of love, that's what I've got for you. *I nod, ruffling his hair lightly* And I don't want to pretend, either. What a strange cold place it would be without you.
Elijah: You'll never have to find out. I promise. *I wriggle around slightly and squirm my arms around him so that I can hold and cling onto him* And by the way, I'm really glad you didn't then.
Orlando: Didn't pretend? *I squish him* Like I said, it isn't possible. I'm hopeless when it comes to you. *I grin and kiss his nose* mmm. Feels like I've hardly been gone. The best part about leaving is coming home.
Elijah: Hopelessly in love. *I press the back of my hand to my forehead, like I'm about to swoon, then change my mind and cup his face with my hands, kissing him* I'm going to have to *kiss* make you not be so hopeless *kiss* I think. I'm glad you're home. *I rub his nose with mine and smile* Really, really glad and I forbid you from leaving for more than a period of a few hours ever again. I just don't like it anymore.
Orlando: You'll have to buy me a leash so you can always keep me close and make sure I don't go wandering off again. *I grin* Seriously, I've been starting to feel like I need a break, and I'm going to take one while we're both not working, the chance might not come again for a while.
Elijah: A leash is good. And breaks are good too. *I nod* I don't want you over doing it and burning out so I'm glad you're taking one.
Orlando: And nothing to do with the spending lots and lots of time with you aspect at all, of course. *I tease, looking for new places to kiss, throat, jaw, behind his ear*
Elijah: Maybe. Just a little. *I tilt my head slightly as he kisses different places, once again unable to stop smiling* Especially if you do things like this all day.
Orlando: All day, I promise. Except when I'm finding even better places to kiss. *Hugging him to me again, I sigh happily* Love you, Mumbles. Good to be home.
Elijah: Muuuum, can you please... What?? Baking, what? No, but I have to go down to the guest house... But.. but it's probably one of your church fr...! Okay, okay. *I grumble, hopping over to the door as I attempt to get my foot inside and pull open the door at the same time*
Orlando: *I giggle at what I can hear, and the disgruntled little face that opens the door* Not interrupting anything, am I? I came for your mum's bible studies class.
Elijah: *I nearly topple over and fall on my ass when I see who it actually is, but manage to grab onto the door frame before that happens. I could have always blamed the sneaker* You'll be pleased to know that she's baking cookies for that very event, right this minute. You're a bit early though.
Orlando: Well that's good, I can practice. You see I always get my Elijahs and Elisha's muddled, and I wouldn't want to show myself up in front of all the ladies. *I grin a little, nudging one of my cases forward with my foot* So can I come in?
Elijah: You're not the only one who gets their Elijah's and Elisha's mixed up. *I glance over my shoulder, then bend to put my sneaker on properly and push his case back towards him* No, you can't come in. We're going down to the guest house. *I step outside and pull the door closed behind me*
Orlando: Really? *I ask innocently, still on my guard and waiting for a pounce as I watch him suspiciously* Is that where you keep your bibles, then?
Elijah: Yeah a whole stack of bibles and other churchy things. *I nod, grabbing one of his cases* Anyway I don't want mom to see you just yet. *I move away from him and start off for the guest house, unable to keep the huge smile off my face once my back it too him. Will not bounce or skip*
Orlando: *I heft up my other cases and follow, arching one eyebrow* You don't? I'm not in her bad books or something, am I? *I have to half run to keep up with him, I could swear he's almost skipping*
Elijah: Why else would I be secretly stealing you off to hide in the guest house? *We go through the side gate and round the house, down the garden towards the guest house. I can't for the life of me remember what I was coming down here for in the first place. Doesn't matter anymore though*
Orlando: What did I do? I havn't even been here! *I giggle softly, still trying to keep up* Are you going to hide me in your room and feed me scraps, like a puppy she doesn't want you to have?
Elijah: That's the reason. *I nod, swinging the case* It's because you haven't been here. And you are as cute as a puppy so maybe. *reaching the guest house I push open the door and hold it open for him, ushering him in* Quick! Before she sees you.
Orlando: *I dash in, giggling, almost tripping over my suitcase, then turn round to face him in the hall* You see, I'm not sure that is the reason. I think that maybe, just maybe, you wanted me all to your greedy little self. Thats what I think.
Elijah: Really? Interesting. *I walk in, put the suitcase down and slowly turn around to close the door behind me. I pause a moment and then I'm turning, launching from the door and pouncing on him* I guess you busted me.
Orlando: *I grin delightedly, lifting him up and half spinning around before deciding that's just going to make me dizzy, crashing him into the nearest wall, instead.* Surprise! *I cover his lips with kisses, snuggling myself tight against him so there's no chance of escape*
Elijah: *I squirm with pleasure at the kisses and curl my arms around him, firing a couple of questions at him, smiling the whole time* What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming? How long are you staying?
Orlando: Hmm. *I tilt my head and pretend I have to think about that* I'm kissing you. *and I do, slowly as he'll let me, smiling as I pull back* I didn't tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise, and I don't know, how long will you have me?
Elijah: Forever and ever and ever. *I don't let him pull too far back as my lips chase his for another one of those slow kisses that drive me a little crazy but I love them because they're tender and soft* If you have to leave I've decided to chain you to the bed. I don't want you to leave anymore.
Orlando: I have to leave next week. *I murmur, nuzzling my forehead against his, closing my eyes.* But I'll just be driving to the studio and coming home in the evening. Do you think you could unchain me just for the daytimes?
Elijah: No. Absolutely not. *I kiss his nose, then stroke my fingers down his cheeks, brushing his hair out of our faces as I speak softly* Apart from that, you're home for good?
Orlando: *I nod, just a little* Apart from that, I think I'm home for good. *My arms settle comfortably around his waist, fingers linked in the small of his back as I hold him to me* I promise to try not to get in your mums way too much.
Elijah: She's not going to mind you being around. *I curl my arms around him again and stand up on tip toes just a bit so that I can rest my chin on his shoulder* She's going to love having you here. Not as much as I will of course but she'll be pleased. I just didn't take you into the house before because I selfishly wanted you to myself before she started fussing over you.
Orlando: *I grin and lift him up just enough to stand him on my feet so he can rest against me easier* Well I'm all yours. *My hands stroke lightly up and down his back, sliding under his shirt to feel his skin warm against mine* What're you going to do with me?
Elijah: *I close my eyes for moment at the feel of his large, warm hands against my bare skin* Lots of things. Anything and everything. I don't care. Anything you want. I'm still just trying to get over the fact you're here.
Orlando: *I grin at that* I did think about telling you, but it was last minute. I was meant to be there for another week but it was obvious I wasn't going to be used, so I did a bit of eyelash fluttering and they let me go. *I squeeze him tight* So I'm here. Tired because we crammed all the little bits we might have done over the week into a couple of days, but here.
Elijah: You're good at that whole eyelash fluttering thing. *I hold him just as tightly, working my face into the warmth between his neck and shoulder* Do you need to have a sleep then?
Orlando: At some point. *Stroking his hair, I rock us gently together, side to side* It's not top of my list of priorities. How are the kits, both still in one piece I hope...
Elijah: Of course. They're both fine, they've missed you and are going to go crazy when they see you. *I sigh softly, closing my eyes as he rocks* Do you want to go and sit down at least? *I ask, realizing we're still stood by the wall and he'll get more tired if he has to stand here with me stood on hit feet*
Orlando: Mmm. Okay. I think I can let you go long enough to get to the couch. *I tilt his chin up gently and kiss him first, though* I love you so much, baby.
Elijah: I love you so much more than much. *I nod like that made perfect sense and kiss him again before stepping off his feet, taking his hand and leading him down the hall to the living room and couch*
Orlando: *I catch him before he sits, scooping him back onto my lap instead as I settle in one warm squishy corner of the couch* I hope our house is okay. I kind of feel bad leaving it shut up all alone for so long.
Elijah: *I cuddle up to him, my fingers fiddling and playing with his necklaces* I thought I was the worrier in this relationship? The house is going to be fine. Might need a little dusting but it'll be fine.
Orlando: There might be spiders in it now. *I tease, grinning as I watch to see his reaction* They'll think we've abandoned it, and when we come home it will be covered in webs.
Elijah: *I give him a look and thwap him lightly* Well then. I guess you'll just have to go on a couple of days ahead of me and clean the whole house won't you? Get rid of the dust and spiders.
Orlando: You'll let some little spiders come between us for two whole days? *I shake my head, clicking my tongue* And here I thought you really cared about me. You only love me because I save you from the spideys.
Elijah: *I sigh heavily and bow my head* It's true, I admit it. I'm so sorry. You're not mad about it are you?
Orlando: *I frown* I'm not sure. I still get sex right? *giggling, I shake my head* No it's hopeless, I can't even pretend not to adore you, whether you only want me for pest control purposes or not.
Elijah: Well. *I sigh again and walk my fingers up his chest* I guess I kind of want you for sex too, along with maybe a few other things. That'll do right? *I press my forehead to his* It must be the best and strongest kind of love if you can't even -pretend- that you don't adore me.
Orlando: It's definitely the strongest kind. Moving mountains kind of love, that's what I've got for you. *I nod, ruffling his hair lightly* And I don't want to pretend, either. What a strange cold place it would be without you.
Elijah: You'll never have to find out. I promise. *I wriggle around slightly and squirm my arms around him so that I can hold and cling onto him* And by the way, I'm really glad you didn't then.
Orlando: Didn't pretend? *I squish him* Like I said, it isn't possible. I'm hopeless when it comes to you. *I grin and kiss his nose* mmm. Feels like I've hardly been gone. The best part about leaving is coming home.
Elijah: Hopelessly in love. *I press the back of my hand to my forehead, like I'm about to swoon, then change my mind and cup his face with my hands, kissing him* I'm going to have to *kiss* make you not be so hopeless *kiss* I think. I'm glad you're home. *I rub his nose with mine and smile* Really, really glad and I forbid you from leaving for more than a period of a few hours ever again. I just don't like it anymore.
Orlando: You'll have to buy me a leash so you can always keep me close and make sure I don't go wandering off again. *I grin* Seriously, I've been starting to feel like I need a break, and I'm going to take one while we're both not working, the chance might not come again for a while.
Elijah: A leash is good. And breaks are good too. *I nod* I don't want you over doing it and burning out so I'm glad you're taking one.
Orlando: And nothing to do with the spending lots and lots of time with you aspect at all, of course. *I tease, looking for new places to kiss, throat, jaw, behind his ear*
Elijah: Maybe. Just a little. *I tilt my head slightly as he kisses different places, once again unable to stop smiling* Especially if you do things like this all day.
Orlando: All day, I promise. Except when I'm finding even better places to kiss. *Hugging him to me again, I sigh happily* Love you, Mumbles. Good to be home.