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]

"By keeping my chin up." Which, coincidently, also works for kissing tall aliens. She might try to tug him into said surf shortly thereafter.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark would normally resist - not being dressed for it and all - but he just can't say no to that look on her face. So Eirene will have a soggy alien on her hands in short order.

[eirenikos]

Puppy eyes will work wonders. Eirene knows this because Mel and Clark (mostly Mel) employ them against her on a regular basis. Besides, it's not like she can't snap her fingers and dry them both off in second. Barring a request for that, she's going to wade further into the water.

And then splash in his direction.

[hero_farmboy]

Drying them off he might just let her do afterward. He seems to be in a good mood. Wonder why.

Then there's a splash back. A big one.

[eirenikos]

No idea. Really.

The splash produces a yelp, followed by a giggle, and Mel barking enthusiastically from the safety of the sand. Of course, should Clark actually look over at the dog, there will be a slightly smaller counter splash.

Well, it'll come even if he doesn't look away, with the culprit diving fully into the ocean.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark eyes her. "Come on, Mel. We can't let her get away with that."

[eirenikos]

Mel's staying on the beach, thank you very much, but she'll bark encouragingly if Clark wants to go after the sneaky goddess.

Who is trying to slither across the sea bed without being noticed so she can tug on one of Clark's feet.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark is disappointed, but he'll go this alone if he has to.

And predictably falls on his ass when Eirene catches his foot while he's declaring Mel a traitor.

[eirenikos]

This leads to a lot more giggling, and then sputtering when Eirene remembers that, while she is immortal and in no danger of drowning, inhaling water is still not that great of an idea.

Mel takes the opportunity to trot over and lick Clark's face helpfully. Because he's not quite as tall anymore. And clearly needed the moral support.

[hero_farmboy]

"Serves you right," he mutters, soaked to the skin and being licked by a puppy.

[eirenikos]

Eirene just grins winningly at, and sprawls next to, him, reaching across to ruffle Mel's ears. "You look adorable all wet and grumbly."

[hero_farmboy]

An arm slips around her waist and rolls her onto her back, the tide catching her hair as it ebbs in and out. "Do I?"

[eirenikos]

The dreamy expression that crosses her face will tell Clark how much Eirene loves the water; the feel of it lapping against her skin, the taste across her lips, and the quiet whispering in her ears. And her smile widens simply at his nearness.

Not that this prevents her from reaching up and tweaking his nose. "Yep. I can die happy now that I've seen you wet." Totally srs face.

[hero_farmboy]

"Well, if only I'd know you were such an easy mark," he teases, moving closer to exchange a salty kiss.

[eirenikos]

"Bite me, Kent," she mumbles into his mouth, trying exceptionally hard not to shiver at the combined taste of him and the sea.

[hero_farmboy]

"Maybe later," he murmurs back, licking the water off her throat.

[eirenikos]

If she wasn't so busy trying to remember how to breath and moan at the same time, Clark would be getting quite the verbal tongue-lashing right now. As it is, all she can do is.. well, squirm a little and moan.

[hero_farmboy]

There's an easy joke in there, but Clark's too distracted to make it.

A knee sinks into the wet sand beside her as a hand anchors at her waist.

[eirenikos]

Yeah, well, Clark is the one who might find himself flat on his back against the sand if he keeps this up. Just because she looks tiny and helpless doesn't mean Eirene always is.

(Just mostly.)

[hero_farmboy]

He probably wouldn't resist, so should he find himself on his back, there will only be momentary surprise before he grins up at her.

"Hi."

[eirenikos]

"Hello." My, she sounds chirpy now, doesn't she, seeing that she's also kinda straddling his hips. Sorta. Mel is busy romping around in the surf, and wuffing softly at a turtle making it's way up the sand for a round of sunbathing.

Impishly, "You have sand in your hair."

[hero_farmboy]

"So do you," he points out, fingering a few strands of blond hair gently. "And you've got more of it than I do."

[eirenikos]

"It can stay there as long as it wants." As can the bit of seaweed washed in with the tide at one point. She might look a bit fey now, like a mermaid without the fishy tale.

Then she leans down to kiss him again, briefly. "Love you."

[hero_farmboy]

She's still the most beautiful thing he's seen, seaweed sand and all.

"Love you, too."

[eirenikos]

"Come on. Let's go clean off in the water before we eat."

Cue puppy eyes.