- “Nh, don’t be so rough!”
- “You don’t need to be so gentle.”
- “You’re really good at this…”
- “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
- “I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
- “Are you sure they won’t find out?”
- “Don’t make me beg.”
- “I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
- “I am not wearing that.”
- “Put it away.”
- “Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
- “Are you sure this is legal?”
- “I’ll be there in five minutes.”
- “This is really inappropriate.”
- “What if someone catches us?”
- “I don’t want to look at you right now.”
- “You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
- “Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
- “What sort of noise was that?”
- “We’re moving too fast.”
- “If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
- “I know your secret.”
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There was no mistaking those long arms and fingers. Summer made a sleepily welcoming sound. “Hey baby. Finally going to sleep?” She rolled over onto her back and slid sideways enough to make space for him, smiling sweetly. As soon as he laid down, she cuddled close, head on his shoulder and arm over his chest.
“Well, I guess we’re right under the mistletoe!” Summer grins at Coulson, like a dare, then steps away to let him through the doorway.
Phil raises an eyebrow in challenge, stepping through the doorway and glancing at her with a smirk.
“Yeah, didn’t think you’d go for that,” she laughs. “Too bad, I hear some interesting rumours down in the cube farms.”
*hugs Summer*
“Hey hon.”
How are you?
“I think I’m starting a cold,” she said slightly sulkily. “I’ve got the worst headache.”
Merlin grimaced in sympathy. Yeah, a cold’s been going around the castle lately. Do you want me to see if Gaius has anything that could help?
“Not right now. I’m hoping that if I just drink a lot of water it will go away. How about you? Busy, then?”
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“Mmmph?” Summer made a sleepy, mumbling groan, and flopped over to the other side of the bed. Then she jerked, and yelped, “Your feet are /cold/! GAH!” She shoved a pillow at Merlin. “Get those off me! What are you doing anyway?”
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Instinctively Summer scrunched over, eliciting feline grumbles and a thump. She rolled half onto one shoulder, blinking owlishly and frowning in the dim light. “Merlin?” she mumbled. “What is it? Thought you were with Mordred … ” She lifted that arm and put it around his shoulders.
“I am,” he simply mumbled, snuggling into his best friend’s arms. “Mordred’s working late and I hate a nightmare…” He simply replied, shutting his eyes. “You don’t mind, do you…?”
“Wrong with, hon.” She rubbed his shoulder. “‘s fine. Don’t snore. Nightmares won’t get you here.” She shifted over again more consciously, and Helios, dislodged, stretched mightily and padded over to sit on Merlin’s feet instead.
*hugs Summer*
“Hey hon.”
How are you?
“I think I’m starting a cold,” she said slightly sulkily. “I’ve got the worst headache.”
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Instinctively Summer scrunched over, eliciting feline grumbles and a thump. She rolled half onto one shoulder, blinking owlishly and frowning in the dim light. “Merlin?” she mumbled. “What is it? Thought you were with Mordred … ” She lifted that arm and put it around his shoulders.
*hugs Summer*
“Hey hon.”