RP: A date on the beach
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tutistempus_rpgDate: 2 March 2002
Characters: Kingsley Shacklebolt, Hestia Jones
Setting: The beach
Content: NC-17
Status: Private : Complete
It had been a slow, quiet day, slow enough that Kingsley had had time to go to the market himself, slow enough that he'd had time to cook up a nice lasagna for dinner, and slow enough that he had even packed the picnic basket himself. All much to the amusement of his assistant, Jack. It was Jack who Kingsley handed the reins over to at 5:00 p.m., going home to take a shower and change into jeans and a t-shirt.
At 6:25 p.m., Kingsley was standing on Hestia's porch holding a packed basket in one hand and knocking on her door with the other. A group of people passed on the path but he ignored them, not wanting to add to the gossip that would no doubt get around the settlement by noon the next day, especially in the wake of the potion incident.
Characters: Kingsley Shacklebolt, Hestia Jones
Setting: The beach
Content: NC-17
Status: Private : Complete
It had been a slow, quiet day, slow enough that Kingsley had had time to go to the market himself, slow enough that he'd had time to cook up a nice lasagna for dinner, and slow enough that he had even packed the picnic basket himself. All much to the amusement of his assistant, Jack. It was Jack who Kingsley handed the reins over to at 5:00 p.m., going home to take a shower and change into jeans and a t-shirt.
At 6:25 p.m., Kingsley was standing on Hestia's porch holding a packed basket in one hand and knocking on her door with the other. A group of people passed on the path but he ignored them, not wanting to add to the gossip that would no doubt get around the settlement by noon the next day, especially in the wake of the potion incident.
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Date: 2013-03-14 04:59 am (UTC)Without a word of protest, she let him draw her closer, her fingers intertwining with his as he kissed her. Lifting herself on her tiptoes, she opened her mouth to let him enter, letting herself indulge in something that had been denied to her for much too long. “Oh gee, just a short, refreshing swim? Whatever shall I do with myself afterwards?” she asked him as Kingsley tugged her towards the water. As much as she likened being with Kingsley as being at home, there was a need that was being fulfilled being by the water. She couldn’t name it, didn’t know where it came from. But she felt a contentment and a sense of peace.
On the other hand, the grin that he was giving her was stirring up entirely different feelings...