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Good morning.

[ And since there aren't any objections, she's going to go ahead and take him into her mouth. ]

[Oh. Hey. VERY good morning. Hnnng. His hands tangle in the sheets as he takes a steadying breath in.]

[ There's a grin around him, her head bobbing lower as she sucks. Her hands are on his hips, just in case. ]

[Oh, Merlin. It's a good thing she's hanging onto him, because this might be a little too much to take, otherwise. He's brain is still foggy from sleep, and the rest of this is not exactly helping him clear it up. Not that he'd change that. He's VERY happily stay in this particular daze for a LONG time.]

[ One hand remains on his hips, but the other goes to wrap around him, stroking anything her mouth can't quite cover. In fact, she's pulling up a bit to tease at the head with her tongue, glancing up at him as she does. ]

[He reaches his hand down to stroke the bare skin of her shoulder, needing a little more contact that what they have.]

[ She wouldn't mind if he wanted to put his hands in her hair, as long as he didn't yank on it, but there's no way to tell him that without taking her mouth off of him. Instead she bobs back down, humming around him. ]

[Hnnng. Okay, this is the bit where his brain stops working. He breathes out her name, ending it with a stutter. Merlin, she's good at this.]

[ There's another pleased noise around him at the sound of her name. She keeps sucking, tongue working at him while one hand moves to cup his balls. ]

[The hand on her shoulder tightens, giving her a warning as he gasps again.]

[ The warning is appreciated, but she doesn't pull away. Instead she takes in as much as she can, not letting up. ]

[He comes with a groan, his hands fisting in the sheets. When his vision focuses again, there's black spots dancing on the ceiling, and he feels like standing up is going to be difficult for a while yet.]

[ Ariadne swallows as gracefully as she can before carefully pulling off and away. Hopefully there's nothing on her face... Either way, she's moving out from between his legs. ]

Good morning.

[C'mere, you. George pulls her closer, wrapping both arms around her.]

[ There's a bit of a laugh as she lets him pull her, arms wrapping around him in turn. ]

Morning.

[Hmmm. He's still in the after-glow stage, so it takes him maybe a little longer than it should before he says-]

Happy Valentines, love.

[ She doesn't mind; she's well aware of what she just did to him, after all, and busy lazily nuzzling into his neck. ]

Mmm. You too.

[He kisses her lazily, trailing up behind her ear.]

You are truly bloody brilliant at that.

[ There's another slight laugh, her head tilting so he can kiss wherever he wants. ]

Thanks.

Got any plans for the day?

[Meaning - how long until you have to leave this bed?]

None at all.

[ Which means she doesn't have to. ]

Oh yeah?

[Come here for some more kisses. Give him a few and he'll be up for round two...]

Yeah.

[ Well, if he doesn't mind tasting himself in her mouth, she's not going to argue. She will, however, slide her fingers into his hair. ]

[There's worse things in the world. He hums happily into her mouth. Both hands slide down to get a nice firm hold on her bum.]

[ Oh, hello. There's a pleased noise of her own into the kiss as she shifts a bit closer. ]

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