on my heart (just like a tattoo) [1990]

[theunpressuredclub]

 It's not the first time she's been sent away on a mission. It's the first time she's been away quite this long-- a whole month-- but they've adjusted, somewhat, to having to be away from one another for more extended periods of time.

Coming back, of course, always has them caught up in moments of passion as soon as they have a moment alone. She begs off fully taking her shirt off the first week back, says her shoulder's healing. She knows he worries about it, but she's gotten very good at using kisses and her hands as distraction techniques.

And then, towards the end of her second week back, Edgar will come back to find his girlfriend most certainly shirtless and waiting contentedly in his bed for him. Her lips will curl up in a somewhat wanton smile as she holds a hand out to him.

"Surprise, mon lion."

Comments

So pretty ;w; <3

[ofthecubs]

Of course his nose briefly wrinkles more. Of course his smile is entirely curious as he untangles enough to flop over onto his side and study her shoulder.

It very briefly stops his heart before it sets the organ pounding again all the harder.

"O-oh, Rach..."

His fingers move incredibly carefully to begin tracing the lines. This is a very different thing to memorize than her actual scars, after all.

"God, it's-- it's beautiful."

So much love <3333 ;W;

[theunpressuredclub]

"You like it, then?" she asks, shifting her head slightly so she can study his expression with a fond smile. It only brightens more when he starts to touch.

All it all ;w; <333

[ofthecubs]

"It's beautiful."

He glances briefly up to meet her eyes, awe obvious in his own before he resumes examining her new ink.

"Did it hurt?"

<33333!

[theunpressuredclub]

She can't help but smile even more at that, entirely pleased to see his reaction to the tattoo. Her hum is pleased as he gets to tracing again.

"A little," she replies, "'s more sensitive on scar tissue. Wasn't too bad, though."

[ofthecubs]

She's all but radiating happiness. It's wonderful knowing his fingers are here of all places while she's beaming. It's just as wonderful knowing that what she's chosen to mark her victory over this part of her life is a lion.

"Hope you can see it in the mirror. 's really something."

[theunpressuredclub]

"I can," she affirms, before the smile turns a little teasing and her fingers dance over the part of his arm she can reach, "'nd I figured you could always take pictures 'f me like this if I really wanted to see it properly."

[ofthecubs]

He shifts up just enough to steal a light kiss from her lips, then to press one firmly against her shoulder before settling back down on the bed again.

"I mean, if that's an offer? 'm not gonna turn down the offer t' document this."

[theunpressuredclub]

Another happy hum as her lips follow his, before she shifts slightly to run her fingers along his side.

"'s an offer," she says, "Was one of my ideas, actually."

[ofthecubs]

"Really?"

The arch of his brow is very slight. It's not something he wants to ruin with too much excitement--or too much doubt.

"You don't mind?"

[theunpressuredclub]

"'s just for us, nn?"

That's something she trusts without question. Her smile is soft as she lets her fingers move from his side to trace idly along his chest.

"I don' see a problem with it 'f you don't."

[ofthecubs]

His laugh is very soft as his fingers smooth down to squeeze her hips, lips finding hers again gently.

"Just for us. Just-- t' remember tonight."

Which is absolutely a special one.

[theunpressuredclub]

"'xactly," she answers, shifting closer to him contentedly as his hands squeeze around her hips. Her hand moves from his chest to around his waist as her lips follow his, "Make it memorable."

More than it likely already will be.

[ofthecubs]

"In a minute, though."

Surely it will be just as good to find the camera later. Not strictly in a minute, perhaps, but certainly after they've spent some time enjoying being actually completely naked together.

And after he's gotten to properly see that tattoo moving on her bared skin.

[theunpressuredclub]

"Just a minute?"

It's entirely teasing as her fingers start to linger on his zipper. It's murmured low against his lips as she kisses him with a little more passion.

"'nd here I thought I was in for a lot more'n that."

Taking photos hadn't been her only idea, after all.

Then again, judging by the way he's touching her, she has a feeling those ideas are going to come into fruition one way or another.

[ofthecubs]

His teeth nip affectionately at her throat, fingers sliding lower.

"First of many minutes."

They've got all night, after all.

[theunpressuredclub]

"Good."

Her lips brush along his jaw before her teeth catch at his ear, a pleased hum escaping her lips. Her hips shift contentedly in response to the touches as her own fingers drift, caressing lightly as they go.

"I love you."

She'll say it all night, likely, and she'll mean it every time.

[ofthecubs]

It's always wonderful to hear. It's exactly what he wants to hear in moments like this--and in all the other moments they're together. It ties this in with all Rachel's other smiles and laughs and moments of being truly happy.

"I love you."

And he loves tangling up with her like this, murmuring the words against every inch of her skin.