RP: Good Morning, Sunshine

[tt_alicia]

Date: 31. July, 2002
Characters: Alicia Spinnet and Viktor Krum
Setting: Their home, mid-morning
Content: TBD
Status: Open: Private


The standing joke between the Healers Alicia had worked with had always been that the times of their shifts were more guidelines than something you could actually count on. Oh sure, you knew what time to show up for your shift, except when you were called in early or on your day off, but when it came time to leave it was more often that you let late than on time. You got used to it; Alicia had and she hoped that Viktor had too, though up to this point it hadn’t been a particular point of contention.

Still, she had been as quiet as humanly possible when she had slipped into bed sometime around 2 last night, after her evening shift had stretched past midnight with the effort of saving the fingers of an unfortunate witch. She hated the fact that she had disturbed his sleep, though had still smiled when he had wrapped himself around her and had gone back to sleep mere moments before she had drifted off too.

Several hours later, when light had streamed into the room, she began to wake. She didn’t hurry it, though, knowing that she had the day off and could take her time waking up. Maybe it was the sound of his breathing, or maybe she was just so attuned to his presence already, but she didn’t have to turn around to know that Viktor was in the other half of the bed. Rolling over, she draped her arm over his waist and rubbed her cheek against his chest, following it with a gentle kiss. “Mmm,” she hummed contently, snuggling close to him. “Didn’t know you’d still be here.”

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[tt_viktor]

"Babas vill vant speak vith you. Make small change of food if you vish. Dey vill vant show you path ve take through settlement," Viktor explained, finally finishing with the washcloth. The warm water felt good on his muscles. He'd long since gotten used to the temperatures here in this new world but the incident with the fairy tale characters had found him in his older, wool dress suits, something that had reminded him of his advancing age.

His hands moved down to the curve of her belly, and Viktor sighed softly. Soon enough there would be little ones running around their home, and he was certain that would give him more aches and pains, but that would be well worth it. "Later, ve go svim, da? Picnic dinner on beach? So rare dat ve both haff evening together," he suggested, murmuring against the shell of her ear. There was a lot more he wanted to do just then, but he didn't want to be late to the meeting, either.

[tt_alicia]

“I’ll be sure to go see them today. See if we can’t get everything figured out, though I really don’t think that’ll be a problem,” Alicia assured him. Aside from the language barrier – which could be easily conquered with the help of the datapad – the only thing she could think of was their objection to having to make less food for more people. Then again, that might not even be a problem. “And I’ll talk to some of the Herbologists and hear if they can bring in some flowers. At least then we’ll be certain they aren’t poisonous.” She chuckled softly, closing her eyes and just enjoyed standing here with Viktor. Somehow, the two of them only washing each other and nothing more felt as intimate as if they had been making love against the wall, maybe even more.

Her hands came down to rest on top of his on her belly. It wasn’t the only time he had done so, and his soft smile made her smile. She had an idea what he was thinking, but she wasn’t certain. “Mmm, picnic dinner on the beach,” she purred, smiling as she nodded. “I’ll get a basket ready so we can leave when you’re back. Maybe go down to the other island, for some…” she turned around to look up at him, tilting her head slightly. “…privacy?” An undisturbed evening on the beach with Viktor; that would be the perfect ending to a day that started out with waking up together. “I’ve been thinking,” she continued softly as she reached for the wash cloth and began washing Viktor, her mind back to the thoughts he had spurred when his hands had caressed her belly. “About… Maybe stop taking the potion every morning?” While she didn’t doubt that Viktor wanted children, and she knew she was at the point where she felt ready to start as well, they hadn’t talked about when the right time for her to stop taking that foul tasting potion every morning would be.

[tt_viktor]

Viktor knew that the only time the Babas had objected to Alicia was initially, and only due to the fact that she wasn't Bulgarian, an objection they quickly overcame when they realized that new blood added to old bloodlines could only benefit their community. Of course, it didn't hurt that they liked Alicia's kindness and beauty, either. "Babas no problem. Dey vill do vhat you like," he assured her warmly, a hint of humor in his tone.

He kept his hands loosely on her hips as she washed him, just enjoying the sensation and the closeness such a simple thing could bring. "Privacy, good, da," Viktor replied with a lazy grin that faded when Alicia made her suggestion. His expression grew serious as he nodded firmly. "Da, no more potion," he stated more firmly, emboldened by her own question that wasn't really a question. If Alicia was suggesting that, it meant she, too, was ready.

[tt_alicia]

Alicia’s expression was every bit as serious as Viktor’s when she nodded slowly, recognizing his acceptance of her suggestion. Inside, however, she could feel the excitement begin to bubble, somewhere deep just below her bellybutton. Her hands had come to a rest on his chest, and slowly she continued the lazy drag of the washcloth over Viktor’s body. She was still nodding, barely, when she broke eye contact with him and instead watched how the soap spread and then was washed away. Little by little, her lips pursed, as the bubbling excitement inside her grew to the point where it began forcing her lips into a smile. “No more potion,” she agreed barely a moment before she gave up trying to contain her smile and smiled brightly up at Viktor.

She chuckled softly, placed the washcloth back on the rack and wrapped her arms around his neck. “We’re really doing this?” she grinned and leaned up to kiss him.