Post-proposal

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya cracked an eye open and peered blearily up at the ceiling. Still daylight, still boiling outside...and she was still awake. Damn. The bungalow was catching a nice breeze, the roof gave her shade, but today had dawned hot and gotten hotter. She was seriously considering switching over to nocturnal for a day or two...

...wouldn't be too hard she hadn't really been sleeping at night anyway. "Hey," she murmured against Dilan's chest. He was a great pillow and she was touched that he'd stayed sprawled with her when Braig felt like catching a few waves. Truly touched. That sunlight out there was a big temptation for her kitten! "We have to find Braig a ring."

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[sliceitwithwind]

"Morning, sleepy." Dilan said, stroking her arm, "Yeah, we do. Or you have to, my taste and all." He was quite happy soaking up the heat next to her. The sun was a pull, but she was more so.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Hey, extreme heat and us not sleeping through a night..." she offered as an excuse for being sleepy. Really. Granted, the heat wasn't keeping her from snuggling closer. "Need your help with deciding on settings. No colors involved in that once we figure out the metal."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmm, fair." Dilan said, still stroking her skin, "It's fine, you know. You can sleep in as much as you want."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I know, I can be lazy and vacationy. It's just easier to laze in bed when one of you is here too." Simple as that! Empty beds just weren't good for her anymore. "Think the cove here is safe enough for night surfing?"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan laughed softly and nuzzled her face, "I like being with you, so it works out well." he pointed out, "And ... yes. I think so."

[mitochondriaaya]

She rubbed her cheek along his happily and smiled. "Glad it works out so neatly. You're great to wake up to you know." He was! "And good. Thought it was but best to get a consensus. Think I'm waiting until sun down to touch a board."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Sounds like a plan to me." Dilan agreed, tugging her over until she was laying on him instead of the bed. Full body hugs, after all, were awesome. "This is so nice. Being here."

[mitochondriaaya]

Less a full body hug and more a comfortable, full contact sprawl! She didn't complain because it gave her a nice chance to kiss his chest! "I like plans. And getting out to surf again. Shame to get a suit and not surf after all." Yep, totally.

"S'where you belong love."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmmm. Oh, I think I also belong in the ocean, and by the stove..." he teased, "This is a good place, though. Lets stay until storm season."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You do the cat thing of belonging anywhere you choose," she admitted with a laugh and a teasing of nails over his hip. "One storm? I'd like to see it roll in from the sea."

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan laughed as well and stroked her side happily, "At least one storm."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You're easy," she teased. "No concessions, no bargaining to draw our stay out?" She grinned and sat up, straddling his hips so she could tease fingertips over his belly. "How are we suppose to practice the marital balancing act if we all agree to things so easily?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmmm. I'm sure we'll figure something out." Dilan said, laughing and arching into her fingers.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Ah, a marriage of improv. We're doomed." She grinned and did her best to keep just the right side of light touching without tickling! "And another thing, how do we top this come honeymoon time?"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan pretended to think for a while, "Belly dance." he finally said.

[mitochondriaaya]

She blinked down at him for a moment, then tilted her head back and laughed. Belly dance indeed. "Are you saying no belly dance here?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmmm. Save it." he said after a minute, "Something to anticipate."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Alright," she laid her palms flat on his belly and bent to kiss his chest. "But only because you asked nicely and all."

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan purred and petted her back when she did that. "Mmmmmmm. Love you, Aya Brea."

[mitochondriaaya]

Well, since he was going to purr for her she was totally doing that again! "And you, Dilan soon-to-be-Brea. Sure you can handle a last name?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"MMmmm. Dilan Brea of Lenna Clan." he said, "I think I can get used to it."

[mitochondriaaya]

"And we'll be married to a founder," Hmmm, married to a clan at all. Not something she'd really foreseen. Excuse her as she distracted herself by licking along his chest slowly. It was a complicated and thought intensive teasing!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan had something to say. He did. It didn't seem very important, though, when compared to flopping back on the bed and just feeling what she was doing.

[mitochondriaaya]

Frankly this was one of the other bonuses to not waking up alone anymore; moods could be followed to their fun and logical conclusions! As opposed to waking up and dialing a Braig for dirty phone calls. He was still a few calls up on her come to think of it...

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan was more than willing to follow through with Aya's mood, yes. Mmm.

Yes.