[Oh, she can have him on his knees in an instant, thank you. From there, he... well, first of all, wipes the last of the tears on his sleeve, then goes to hold her.
Huh. His hand is just about the same size as the small of her back. And the red cheeks and ears have returned. Time to distract himself with a kiss!]
[Livio has a way of making Meryl not only feel small, but a way of making her not hate every second of it. She doesn't know where he gets off, managing that, but it's not like she can complain. Especially when her mouth is otherwise occupied with a kiss.
Her fingers slide into his hair, gently scraping over his scalp with her nails. She will make him feel the coziest, thank you.]
[He is not getting off at all, thank you. It's called being polite. Meryl should look it up.
Livio gives a pleased little hum and pulls her closer as tenderly as he can. Though he can only keep the smooching up so long before his smile overtakes him.]
[That's just fine by her. Meryl is also smiling. It's much easier to slide forward and rest their foreheads together. And maybe brush their noses together too.]
You aren't going to rush off any time soon, are you?
[... Is this the first time someone has not tried to fight him when he offered to buy them something? He thinks it is. He feels...
powerful.]
Oh, sore I don't mind. I've been pincushioned at least three times, 'n shot up like cheese. If it really bothered me I'd just ask to carry you around all day. [Livio please stop talking about this stuff in such a pleasant tone.]
[Yeah, he earns a thump for that. It isn't an actual blow, since she really just taps her hand against his arm, but there's some sternness to it all the same.]
Don't talk about it like that! Jeez, you're gonna give me a heart attack, and then what! [Hold on, give her a second.]
Also, there's no way you're going to be carrying me around.
Of course I don't! [She does, she absolutely does. She's dreamed of getting swept up in them and carried off plenty of times. Don't call her out like this.]
And besides! I just mean that I don't want to be man-handled around town!
This is in her own home. So given approximately .2 seconds of warning from Livio's sudden shit-eating grin, Meryl is about to get swept up just as dreamt.]
Don't wrastle, now. I think this is only fair after all the licks ya gave me.
[She does indeed wrastle, kicking her legs here and there. There's no real force behind her efforts, in fact she's barely biting back laughter between her protests.]
Where are you even planning on going! You're going to get yourself lost, you know!
[Kick all she wants, she cannot escape. (Unless at any point she seems genuinely angry or distressed, then he'll let her go in a heartbeat.) Liv acts like he's going back outside the way they came in, but doesn't quite make it back to the more communal areas. This is their fun little joke, no audience allowed.]
Hm... There's gotta be a couch or somethin' 'round here... [Musing more to himself than asking her, because he's being ridiculous.]
[Meryl, Miss Business first herself, has not sprung for any additional items in her part of the wing. Other than her work area and a bed somewhere off in a room, there isn't a whole lot going on in here. So... good luck, Livio.
She flails the entire time, all without any fight. She has to keep biting back her delighted laughter. The last thing she wants is for him to think she's enjoying herself! No way!]
[He takes his sweet damn time looking around, only after a few minutes peering back down at her in earnest. Actually, he's gonna readjust his grip to bridal-style, just because being carried like a sack of potatoes can't possibly be comfortable.]
Alright, doll, I give up. Ya got anywhere cozy to sit 'round here?
If you'd asked I would have told you. [Petulant to the end, even if she is a little flustered at the pet name. Where is he coming up with these! Does he have a list.
Anyway, she folds her arms and just glowers up at him. Sorry, Livio.]
[He does, in fact. Lists, even. Meryl gets cutesy names, Night Sky gets plant and nature names, Dolph gets the really sappy ones. Anyway, just wait 'til he breaks out βββββββ on her.]
Alright, alright... Those sound either too intimate or too public, and now he's suddenly very conscious of carrying her around all willy-nilly. He crouches so that it's a seamless transition for Meryl to go from his arms to the ground and... maybe avoids her gaze for the time being!]
[He may try to set Meryl down, but the second he starts, she promptly wraps her arms around his shoulders. She will cling like a koala if she needs to.]
We can - sit on my bed. It's fine.
[It's intimate, especially considering the fact that they've only just become a couple but no one said she had to do anything with it, right?]
[Oh -- oh, she likes it? Well, ok! Liv straightens right back up, holding her to his chest and, yep, still blushing with a goofy smile.]
Y'sure? [He doesn't need much convincing, having just been in this situation and nothing came from it. If Meryl is worried about that, well...] I don't expect nothin', but I know it's still a lot. If yer comfortable, just tell me where to go.
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Date: 2024-01-02 02:53 am (UTC)Huh. His hand is just about the same size as the small of her back. And the red cheeks and ears have returned. Time to distract himself with a kiss!]
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Date: 2024-01-02 02:59 am (UTC)Her fingers slide into his hair, gently scraping over his scalp with her nails. She will make him feel the coziest, thank you.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:27 am (UTC)Livio gives a pleased little hum and pulls her closer as tenderly as he can. Though he can only keep the smooching up so long before his smile overtakes him.]
Feels real good, hon.
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:31 am (UTC)You aren't going to rush off any time soon, are you?
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:36 am (UTC)[Her nose scrunches, trying her best to sound displeased even as she hides her steadily warming face against his shoulder.]
You're a sap, Livio.
[She isn't complaining.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:43 am (UTC)[He dares her to call him wrong, though.
Not really... he pats her back once or twice in a comforting motion. It's okay to be embarrassed, Meryl. Livio is embarrassed at all times.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:59 am (UTC)Which, speaking of...]
Maybe I ought to buy a step stool to keep around.
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Date: 2024-01-02 04:04 am (UTC)Let me buy it! I got income now 'n everythin'.
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Date: 2024-01-02 04:13 am (UTC)[She pats his shoulder.]
If it'll make you happy, big guy. And a little less sore.
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Date: 2024-01-02 04:29 am (UTC)powerful.]
Oh, sore I don't mind. I've been pincushioned at least three times, 'n shot up like cheese. If it really bothered me I'd just ask to carry you around all day. [Livio please stop talking about this stuff in such a pleasant tone.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 04:56 am (UTC)Don't talk about it like that! Jeez, you're gonna give me a heart attack, and then what! [Hold on, give her a second.]
Also, there's no way you're going to be carrying me around.
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Date: 2024-01-02 05:05 am (UTC)[Livio is actually kind of fond of that little love-tap. He wants to press his luck.
Idiot.]
What, y'don't think I can? Don't daydream about these big, strong arms? [He flexes for emphasis.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 05:06 am (UTC)And besides! I just mean that I don't want to be man-handled around town!
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Date: 2024-01-02 05:21 am (UTC)[Well, babygirl, this ain't around town.
This is in her own home. So given approximately .2 seconds of warning from Livio's sudden shit-eating grin, Meryl is about to get swept up just as dreamt.]
Don't wrastle, now. I think this is only fair after all the licks ya gave me.
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Date: 2024-01-02 05:28 am (UTC)[She does indeed wrastle, kicking her legs here and there. There's no real force behind her efforts, in fact she's barely biting back laughter between her protests.]
Where are you even planning on going! You're going to get yourself lost, you know!
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Date: 2024-01-02 09:49 am (UTC)[Kick all she wants, she cannot escape. (Unless at any point she seems genuinely angry or distressed, then he'll let her go in a heartbeat.) Liv acts like he's going back outside the way they came in, but doesn't quite make it back to the more communal areas. This is their fun little joke, no audience allowed.]
Hm... There's gotta be a couch or somethin' 'round here... [Musing more to himself than asking her, because he's being ridiculous.]
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Date: 2024-01-03 01:00 am (UTC)She flails the entire time, all without any fight. She has to keep biting back her delighted laughter. The last thing she wants is for him to think she's enjoying herself! No way!]
Livioooo~
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Date: 2024-01-03 02:08 am (UTC)Alright, doll, I give up. Ya got anywhere cozy to sit 'round here?
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Date: 2024-01-03 02:49 am (UTC)Anyway, she folds her arms and just glowers up at him. Sorry, Livio.]
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Date: 2024-01-03 02:56 am (UTC)But hon... I'm askin' right now...?
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Date: 2024-01-03 04:51 am (UTC)Too late! You grabbed first and asked questions later! [She tips her chin up even higher. If it rained indoors, she would surely drown.
... but okay, she has mercy eventually.]
There's uh. Really only the bed. Or the couch in the common area but...
[Neither is the entirely best option for neutral canoodling.]
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Date: 2024-01-03 02:33 pm (UTC)Alright, alright... Those sound either too intimate or too public, and now he's suddenly very conscious of carrying her around all willy-nilly. He crouches so that it's a seamless transition for Meryl to go from his arms to the ground and... maybe avoids her gaze for the time being!]
Sorry... That was prob'ly a bit much, huh?
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Date: 2024-01-03 03:30 pm (UTC)We can - sit on my bed. It's fine.
[It's intimate, especially considering the fact that they've only just become a couple but no one said she had to do anything with it, right?]
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Date: 2024-01-03 03:50 pm (UTC)Y'sure? [He doesn't need much convincing, having just been in this situation and nothing came from it. If Meryl is worried about that, well...] I don't expect nothin', but I know it's still a lot. If yer comfortable, just tell me where to go.
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