Room of Handwaviness, Arms Hotel, Early Saturday Morning

[the_merriest]

Today? Today was Reno's birthday. He wasn't a teenager any more. She was going to tease him a lot about being oooooold.

When he woke up. Because they were celebrating in Fandom this weekend, since his home was kinda depressing (no offense) and her home had everybody in everybody else's business (downside of living in a commune of sorts) and neither would allow for a nice, relaxing weekend spent cuddling and not ever getting out of bed, ever.

Rikku was mostly asleep, and trying to convince herself to go back to all asleep. And wondering if Reno was up. She'd trade "back to sleep" for "morning gropey times" if he was. She was flexible like that.

(Reno modded with permission. THIS POST IS FOR: Reno, and anyone who might call Rikku or Reno frantically to panic about their AU sprog. Nice, relaxing weekend? Fandom laughs at this idea! Wait for ze OCD!)

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Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[raspberryturk]

"I'd wave my cane at you, but that'd involve swappin' in my EMR." And now they had reached that part of the morning where there were just words going on, with very little thought behind them.

Thought was so completely overrated, anyhow.

"Unless it means I have one for each hand. I can live with that."

Did canes come slotted for materia?

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[the_merriest]

"Would one of them be your pimp cane?" Rikku asked, looking suitably impressed. "I'd be your ho. We should go pimp-and-ho-ing sometime. You could just add sparkly things to your EMR. And get a hat. Pimps need hats."

Zero thought. Just words. And cuddles. And stealing kisses now and then.

She'd missed him, dammit.

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[raspberryturk]

"I'd wear that blue suit I picked up for Halloween that time, if I didn't get rid of it to move back to Edge," Reno grumped. It was not a very grumpy grump at all, of course. "Guess you're gonna have to take me pimp-suit shoppin', yo."

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[the_merriest]

"I can do that," Rikku said. "But you'd kinda have to get dressed first and I don't waaaaaant you to."

That was nearly admitting she liked him naked! It totally counted as borderline dirty talk, right?

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[raspberryturk]

"Well, shit. Then I'm gonna have to find a way to be a pimp in the nude," Reno mused. "Guess I'll have to get creative there, yoto."

Here was Reno, getting creative with more good-morning kisses. And possibly wandering hands. The birthday boy had woken up with a pretty clear idea as to what he wanted for his birthday, yes.

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[the_merriest]

"You saying you can't get creative?" Rikku asked, shivering as his hands wandered happier places. She was pulling him over her. He didn't mind, did he? When she could stretch out and nip at his lower lip and run her hands over his skin?

Oooh, that brush of his fingers required some fingernails, from her. And a hiss low in his ear.

"I'm ... really impressed with ... your creativity most of the time, zoto."

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[raspberryturk]

Oh, that hiss was damn near cheating. Only it wasn't cheating, because anything that got the little hairs on the back of Reno's neck to prickle that way couldn't possibly be a bad thing.

"Maybe I just improvise today," he purred, leaning forward to half nibble that whisper against her ear. "Bet I could come up with somethin' good, yo."

Re: Room Handwavey Itself!

[the_merriest]

"Bet you could," she answered. Even though it was harder to think when he purred like that. "Good at that kinda thing. Turks are. Right? Improvising."

Why wasn't his mouth on hers? It needed to be. Now. And her fingers were going to twist tightly in his hair while she lost the ability to breathe.

It had been far too long.