Athens, Greece; August 13, 2004

[dovelike]

It's sometime mid-morning when Eirene regains consciousness, staring blearily up at the ceiling and idly wondering what the heavy thing on top of her is for the three or four seconds until her brain starts clearing away the cobwebs and reveals that the object is, in fact, boyfriend-shaped. Which leads to lots and lots of blushing, and a soft, happy sigh at what they did the night before.

Hopefully not loud enough to wake him, seeing as how Clark appears to be still asleep.

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[eirenikos]

Oh, look. Another whimper. She quite loses track of what they're talking about, much like Clark did earlier, and just peers down at him.

"Huh?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Get up," he repeats, mouthing along her throat so she can't see that he's trying to suppress another grin. "Out of bed, go out and do something. I'm sure Mel needs a walk."

[eirenikos]

"Uhm."

His mouth is doing very little in helping her brain fuctions concentrate on anything but what he's doing to her throat.

[hero_farmboy]

Finally, he pulls back and looks up at her with his best srs face.

"I mean, you don't want to stay here all day, do you?"

[eirenikos]

"What?"

She can't quite kick her brain into high gear, or any level of gear for that matter, at least not yet, and just blinks down at him for a few moments.

This is all Clark's fault.

[hero_farmboy]

"See?" He says this as if it explains everything. "I think you need some fresh air."

[eirenikos]

Eirene blinks, sitting up to absently straddle his thighs and reaches up to rub at her eyes shortly thereafter...


and then grins.

"I told you that mouth needs to be registered."

[hero_farmboy]

Clark blinks at her innocently. "What do you mean?"

[eirenikos]

"You are a sneaky, devious man, you know that?" It doesn't seem like she's upset, if the giggles are any indication.

"Right. Time to get up."

[hero_farmboy]

"I have my moments," he grins, his hands sliding up her thighs.

And then he rolls he rover onto her back. "Nope. Not time."

[eirenikos]

"Yes, you certain--"

Eirene blinks, again, and stares up at him, belatedly realizing he's already settled between her thighs, and that they're still naked and...

"... Oh."

Beat.

"That was another moment, wasn't it."

Squirm, squirm.

[hero_farmboy]

"I seem to be on a roll," he quips, leaning his head down to kiss her throat again.

"You still want to get out of bed?"

[eirenikos]

"N-no," she breathes, tilting her chin to give him better access. Her eyes slide shut a moment later.

"... don't stop."

[hero_farmboy]

"Not until you say when," he whispers against her skin before returning his attentions to her neck. A hand works down to her chest, palming abreast gently.

[eirenikos]

"Sounds like a challen--" There's an abrupt halting of speech and her chest arches up into his hand, accompanied by a gasp. Squirming is also probable, seeing as how he's cheating.

It's embarassing to be felled by a throat.

[hero_farmboy]

No worse than by an ear. And he's not cheating; he's being resourceful. Eirene will figure that out when his hand, after lingering for a few moments, travels further down her body to the centre of her heat.

[eirenikos]

And Eirene will lose track of everything that isn't Clark about seven seconds after his fingers do find her core, her own hands sliding up to grip his shoulders. Not too long after, her breathing shallows out, more than likely telling the boyscout just how quickly he can get to her.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark has a pretty good idea by now, although it did take him some time. His mouth makes its way back up to hers while his fingers continue to stroke her.

[eirenikos]

Her breathes come more quickly now, as if she keeps running out of air (which isn't too far off the mark), hips shifting restlessly against his.

"Clark... gods, Clark..."

[hero_farmboy]

"I love you," he murmurs and then removes his hand, sliding it underneath her to tilt her hips upwards toward his own.

[eirenikos]

"I love you back," she whispers into his mouth, sliding a hand down his side to eventually splay against the part of his back she can reach. Her hips, naturally, are eager to accomodate whatever position he wants them in.

[hero_farmboy]

Nothing earth shattering - or bed shattering for that matter - at least not yet. But when they both appear to be where Clark wants them, he enters her easily, burying his face against her shoulder.

[eirenikos]

There's a soft noise, akin to a sigh, when he does, and a sense, at least for Eirene, of coming home. Her hand glides up his back, eventually tangling in dark hair, and she rocks her hips up after a few moments - she really can't stay still anymore.

[hero_farmboy]

That's fine with Clark. He remembers she likes to move.

"I think I like waking up like this," he whispers against her ear.

[eirenikos]

Move she will, setting a slow, easy pace in tandem with the lazy feel of the morning, and eventually wraps both legs around his waist -- at least, as far as the petite limbs can.

"Clark special," she murmurs, hand sliding down to caress an ear.