[ Murphy leaves it at that. He knows what bed she is talking about and knows where it is. He keeps his pace at a decent stroll, doesn't want to bolt directly into the room. That would make him look a little too desperate even if he was feeling a little starved of affection.
A few passing minutes later and his head pops into her (their?) room.] Did you order one John Murphy? [ Murphy smiles, contemptuously. ]
[ Emori is on the said bed that they generally share and she smiles when she sees him come in, stretching out on the bed and patting the open spot beside her with a mischievous sort of glint in her eyes. ]
[ Her smiles are always contagious, just pulls at all his heartstrings, and he smiles right back at her. ] Okay, good. I thought maybe I went to the wrong room[ , Murphy teases, slowly stepping into the room. He toes off his boots and walks right out of them before he even hits the edge of the bed. ]
Okay, so you wanted to hear all of my random thoughts, right? [ He lays back onto the empty spot she has for him. It's his designated spot. Murphy is laying on his side, the side that faces her. His elbow digs into the mattress and the side of his head is propped by the palm of his hand. ] Like how I related everyone to characters from Lord of the Rings?
[ That draws a laugh from Emori, Murphy has that effect on her. She watches him as he settles in and raises a brow. ]
Well, if that’s really how you want to spend your time. [ She could tease him back just as easily, but she reaches to pull his free hand into hers, fingers locking with his. ]
[ Murphy is quiet, his blue eyes slowly tick around her face ]. Well [ , he drawls. ] It's just one of the ways I want to spend my time.
How do you want me to spend my time? [ The edges of his lips curl into a contemptuous smile. Slowly Murphy dips his head down to press a quick kiss onto her lips. ] You want to be my Samwise? Or are we Merry and Pippin?
[ His chest swells with confidence and shakes out a soft chuckle. Murphy likes it when Emori laughs at the stupid things he says, makes him feel like he's good at something. And that's the one thing he wants to do, make her smile and laugh.
She deserves that and all the stars in the sky. ]
Yeah [ ,he agrees. His voice has gone soft that it crackles a little. A soft noise hums in his throat as she directs his face to her. Her soft lips on his, the kiss speaking more than words could have.
Murphy's slowly turning himself in a more comfortable position on the bed. A hand rests at her hip, fingers drumming beneath her shirt. ]
[ Emori kisses him openly, affectionate and inviting the kiss to deepen as she tastes his lips. Her hand slid back and curled into the back of his hair, skin tingling where his fingers could be felt on her skin. ]
You know I love you. [ She whispered against his lips, grinning. ]
[ He breathes her in gently, the soft notes of herself have become a very comforting smell. Murphy just wanted to bury his face into her hair but he was enjoying the kiss more. Subtly, he takes up whatever space that was between them, presses himself against her.
And his hand moves to settle onto the small of her back. ] I love you Murphy murmurs. His soft and warm puffs of breath dance over her lips.
[ Sometimes it feels so strange to have found love at all. It was the sort of world that Emori would have been more likely to believe love didn’t actually exist before there was Murphy. But she arched slightly into him as he pressed into the space that had been left between them.
She’s happy and it’s in large part because of him, because of this and everything they’d made together.
Her hand slid down the back of his neck, and then around his shoulder and down his back until she reached the edge of his shirt to pull up. ]
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<3
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the only one that matters tbh
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you really are
im still the high ranking wizard
youd be the high ranking witch
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oh you know
just random thoughts in my head.
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but i want to say em in person
maybe cuddling in a bed
you know
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Now?
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where can i find u at?
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A few passing minutes later and his head pops into her (their?) room.] Did you order one John Murphy? [ Murphy smiles, contemptuously. ]
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Yes I did. Come here.
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Okay, so you wanted to hear all of my random thoughts, right? [ He lays back onto the empty spot she has for him. It's his designated spot. Murphy is laying on his side, the side that faces her. His elbow digs into the mattress and the side of his head is propped by the palm of his hand. ] Like how I related everyone to characters from Lord of the Rings?
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Well, if that’s really how you want to spend your time. [ She could tease him back just as easily, but she reaches to pull his free hand into hers, fingers locking with his. ]
I won’t stop you.
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How do you want me to spend my time? [ The edges of his lips curl into a contemptuous smile. Slowly Murphy dips his head down to press a quick kiss onto her lips. ] You want to be my Samwise? Or are we Merry and Pippin?
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I think we're a bit of both, don't you? [ There's a mischievous lilt to the question as he reaches to pull him in for another kiss, more lingering. ]
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She deserves that and all the stars in the sky. ]
Yeah [ ,he agrees. His voice has gone soft that it crackles a little. A soft noise hums in his throat as she directs his face to her. Her soft lips on his, the kiss speaking more than words could have.
Murphy's slowly turning himself in a more comfortable position on the bed. A hand rests at her hip, fingers drumming beneath her shirt. ]
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You know I love you. [ She whispered against his lips, grinning. ]
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And his hand moves to settle onto the small of her back. ] I love you Murphy murmurs. His soft and warm puffs of breath dance over her lips.
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She’s happy and it’s in large part because of him, because of this and everything they’d made together.
Her hand slid down the back of his neck, and then around his shoulder and down his back until she reached the edge of his shirt to pull up. ]