[for Robin-backdated]

[rebellious_lady]

The third morning was no different to the earlier two, or so it seemed to Marian. Half asleep, her hand drifted up her husband's thigh, pulling him to her for a sleeping kiss. Yes, he was in a different body, but it did not occur to her in this state that there was an issue. He was still her husband.

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[outlawrobin]

Robin has had this sort of dream before though it leaves him with a vague sense of guilt of late. He does not see why he could not just dream of women other than Marian - there have been enough of them. He pulls the dream Marian close and perhaps if he had not opened his eyes to look at her he could have carried on believing it was so.

But his surroundings tell him what is truly happening and even though his sleep fogged mind knows he must be himself, (for Marian could not mistake Kaylee for her husband,) he finds his hands patting at his chest to confirm the absence of breasts. Not they weren't lovely breasts - he had found himself unable to not look - but they were much better off with Kaylee. It is really not a good idea for him to be thinking of Kaylee's breasts while he has Marian in his arms and her hand on his thigh. He groans sleepily and tries to roll away.

[rebellious_lady]

"What," she whispers, her eyes cracking open as he turns from her. It is a bit strange having Silence in Robin's body, but it is a strangeness she has gotten used to, she will admit that. Marian smiles at him, her hand cupping his cheek, "no morning kiss?"

[outlawrobin]

He knows it is wrong, knows it with every fibre of his being . . . but it's also just a kiss. He is tempted to see just how long it takes her to catch on. "No," he said, "it would seem not."

[rebellious_lady]

She is not sure what makes her uncertain, drawing away from him with confusion plain on her features, "Silence?"