六 · rude awakening · voice post || action post

Mar 06, 2009 22:57

[Kagehisa takes her into their bedroom, turning down the sheets for them.]

[With a kiss to her in passing, he begins to shed his clothes, readying for the evening.]

How are you feeling, Rin?

[She stands behind for a while, just lounging about.]

I'm feeling well. Why?

You had quite a day.

[When he returns, he is in his yukata.]

[A slight rustle as he slides under the sheets.]

Did you enjoy?

[In the meantime, she has undressed to and is now hanging her kimono carefully onto the rack that occupies one corner of the room.]

Oh, very much so! I had a great day.

Good.

[He smiles at this, leaning back on the pillows and hooking his arms behind his head.]

Come to bed, Rin . . .

[With a laugh, she slinks over to their futon and slides under the covers next to him.]

[Wordlessly he pulls her close, cradling her to his side before tipping her head up to press a kiss to her forehead with a small sigh.]

[Rin cuddles up to her husband, still smiling, putting an arm over his chest.]

Are you ready to do things properly?

[A quiet laugh, and an obvious soft sound as he kisses her.]

[Another quiet rustle, and a sigh as their mouths meet heatedly and he presses closer, deepening the kiss, cupping her cheek.]

[And then, the clock strikes twelve.]

[Rin stops in her tracks; her eyes widen. For a horrible, horrible moment, she cannot move at all.]

Then she pushes back, scrambling to get away from him.]

I- I - IYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

[He stares at her incredulously as his senses return to him, and his memories come crashing back with an almost palpable slam into his system.]

[He is speechless a moment as he realizes what they were doing.]

WHAT-

YOU-

[A growl, and a frantic rustle as the communicator thuds off.]

[ooc; aftermath of this post! As always, teal is Anotsu, red is Rin. XD Shokku! And yes, backdated to midnight! ^^;;]

ohshi, post-curse, wtf, apology but not apology is coming, affected, where is my idol, where is my wife, will not take advantage of kids, don't cross the hisachan, after my punishment has been meted, the years that never were, trauma

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