Anniversary

[dovelike]

There are very few milestones in the life of a deity; so many years go by that only the most important events are remembered consciously, and the rest tucked away in a box for later rumination and safekeeping. Eirene is of the opinion that New Year's Eve now counts as a milestone because today, one year ago Bar-time, she met Clark.

So while he's outside doing chores, she quickly fills up a picnic basket with goodies (found by rummaging through shelves or her own conjuring), adding a certain short chiton that she suspects he might get a kick out of, then wanders with basket in hand to the barn.

"Clark?"

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[eirenikos]

Eirene is one with the weather, more or less. Expression wholly innocent, she sets down the basket and sighs happily, content to just watch the lake's surface for a few moments.

"I merely strive to give my boyfriend the things he desires."

[hero_farmboy]

"Cold, food and you? I think you've got me down pretty well." OF course, if Eirene isn't careful, a small snowball may find its way in her direction.

[eirenikos]

... She wasn't actually looking in Clark's direction so the sphere of snow smacking her shoulder is, in fact, a complete surprise.

The snowball assembled and on a return trajectory in his direction probably isn't. "And even in that order," she teases."

[hero_farmboy]

It's not, but he'll let it land on his shoulder anyway.

"Actually, in order it would've been you, food and cold. Which I think is a pretty nice order myself. And then he's beside her, leaning in for yet another kiss.

[eirenikos]

One willingly given, and then taken in turn, until her cheeks and pink and the goddess is quite breathless. It takes a minute or so for her tongue to work properly.

"Did you just rank me above pie?"

[hero_farmboy]

It takes Clark a moment to catch his breath as well.

"I won't tell it if you don't."

[eirenikos]

There's an impish little smile. "It's alright, Clark. I'd take you over oreos any day."

[hero_farmboy]

"Wow," Clark raises his eyebrows again. "That's pretty special."

[eirenikos]

"Better believe it, pal." There is an accompanying prod towards his stomach.

[hero_farmboy]

Her hand is caught and the rest of her tugged toward him. "I'll try my best."

[eirenikos]

Well, now she has to tilt her head back even farther to look up at him. "Try. Pffft. There is no try, only do."

[hero_farmboy]

She'll survive. Especially if kisses are involved.

"Yes ma'am."

[eirenikos]

Those might help, yes. He'll get a muffled giggle, too, because her mouth is occupied.

[hero_farmboy]

No fair! Now he's trying not to smile while kissing. She's not making it very easy with all that adorable giggling.

[eirenikos]

Eirene can't help it. She's happy, and its an anniversary, even if not a very good one, and he's warm against her. So if her fingers curl against the hem of his shirt, it's all Clark's fault.

Just ignore the fact that she's giggling and possibly nipping at his tongue.

[hero_farmboy]

She's warm, too, despite the fact that she's not wearing much. And that thought isn't helping his situation, either.

His arms slide around her waist, pulling her closer against him, and he nips back playfully in return.

[eirenikos]

It's not full-on winter there yet, as evidenced by how quickly people will descend on the farm soon, and there are small green buds blooming here and there along the lake shore. Testament to the goddess's emotions.

Not that this prevents a snowball from the melting frost from being rolled lightly against Clark's back by a small, mischievous hand.

[hero_farmboy]

"You're evil," he mutters against her mouth, not that the snow is really bothering him at all.

[eirenikos]

"Nuh huh," she replies in kind, sliding her tongue across his teeth. "I'm just trying to turn you on as much as I already am."

Because Clark can do that with a look. It's not fair.

[hero_farmboy]

And she can't?

"I don't think I'm really that far behind." She should be able to tell that much, at least.

[eirenikos]

"So you are happy to see me."

What? She had to pick up some American slang at some point.

[hero_farmboy]

"Well, my keys are in my pocket, but yeah. I'm happy to see you," he chuckles this time kissing along her jawline.

"Picnic and seduction. Not a bad combination."

[eirenikos]

There's a partially halted groan, as said jawline is dangerously close to her throat, and the mood seems to shift from fully playful to something a little sharper.

"...No it isn't." Of course, a hand may slide down to pat his behind and emphasis that point.