His elbow caught her knee as he fell, but she's not really hurt, and she's really only saying it to let him know he'd done it. Noting that lying down looks to be marvellous fun, she does the same - but she uses his stomach to pillow her head, her long golden hair splayed over his hips and thighs as she stares up at the ceiling, too. One lock curls up over his ribs.
Her hands rest on her stomach, and she looks both innocent and wicked like this, drunk and high in her undergarments but lying in a pose of comfort, not seduction.
"Let's not move. Then p'rhaps the ceiling will stop swinging."
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Date: 2013-10-22 04:00 pm (UTC)His elbow caught her knee as he fell, but she's not really hurt, and she's really only saying it to let him know he'd done it. Noting that lying down looks to be marvellous fun, she does the same - but she uses his stomach to pillow her head, her long golden hair splayed over his hips and thighs as she stares up at the ceiling, too. One lock curls up over his ribs.
Her hands rest on her stomach, and she looks both innocent and wicked like this, drunk and high in her undergarments but lying in a pose of comfort, not seduction.
"Let's not move. Then p'rhaps the ceiling will stop swinging."