!!! [interlude]

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan carefully wipes the mud from her boots before coming in from her morning archery practice. It's not warm out, but it's wet, and she's got rather mucked up whilst retrieving arrows. Her first stop is to deposit her dirty clothes in the hamper in her closet - which has seemed to expand even further since Lancelot moved in - to be washed immediately after she washes herself. Before she can shower, though, she must first wipe the arrows down, and then her bow. Then, to stay on the safe side, she sets about unstringing the bow so she can hang it and her coil of string with her other bows.

When she goes to start coiling the string, however, there's a tug on the other end. She frowns and kneels down. There's a flash of color, and then a flare of pain. She stares at her hand and the scratch across the back of it, and then at the culprit.

"Oh, aren't you a beauty," she breathes, reaching out to the Siamese cat tucked away between Lancelot's shoes. "Wherever did you come from?"

It takes her a good ten minutes to coax the cat out, and another ten to coax it into her arms. It's a girl, and not a kitten, though she does have a whiff of kittenhood still about her. "Do you belong to anyone?" Susan asks, but the cat isn't a Talking Beast, and doesn't answer.

Right. The first order of business shall be getting the cat some food. The second order of business shall be inventorying the residents to see if anyone has lost a cat she somehow hadn't caught wind of. She's nearly out the door when she realizes she's largely nude and still covered in streaks of mud, and carefully eases the cat onto the bed, instead. her actual first order of business ought to be washing quickly and getting dressed again. Then onto the rest of it.


Typist note: This is technically being posted as an interlude, given that Enjolras is doing an open post on the same topic at the same time, but if anyone wants to thread meeting Susan's new cat, I am MORE than happy to... I just don't want to overwhelm anyone!

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[quote_gentle_unquote]

"If you'd be so kind," she says, twisting so that she can capture his mouth in a deeper kiss.

[lanselos_du_lac]

He pulls her to him as he kisses back, one hand at the back of her neck.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

She wraps an arm around his shoulders, pressing in close. "My love?" she murmurs against his mouth.

[lanselos_du_lac]

He kisses her again, but does manage a questioning, "Hmmm?"

[quote_gentle_unquote]

It takes her a moment to respond, because she's caught up in the warmth and sweetness of his embrace, his mouth. Finally, finally she manages to ask, "Which option do you prefer?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Stay here," a little grin. He lets his hands slide down to her hips, along her curves.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Very good," craning into his touch, bringing one hand up to play with the neckline of his shirt.

[lanselos_du_lac]

He lets his hands wander, "I cannot take the credit, but I will take the benefit."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"You might take whatever you like," says Susan, and kisses him again, deep and intent.

[lanselos_du_lac]

Somewhere in the midst of that kiss, his hands finding their way under the hem of Susan's skirt, he murmurs, "Thee. I'll take thee."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"I was hoping you would," says Susan, setting about divesting him of his clothes as expeditiously as she can without getting off of his lap.

[lanselos_du_lac]

He does his best to help, and to return the favor.

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Afterwards, Susan leaning against him, his arm around her waist, Lancelot lets himself drift a little in afterglow. "See? That served well."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan glances over at the bed. "She's still asleep," she marvels. "I suppose there's that question answered."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Mm," he kisses her shoulder, "I suppose so."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

She shivers, then winds an arm around his neck so that she can hold herself as close to him as possible. "My sweet dear man," she murmurs, kissing the spot that's darkening on his jaw.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Mmm, thou'rt my own sweet love."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"You're ever so good to me."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"That is my goal."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Indulgent," she says. "Thoughtful. Handsome." Yes, this does count as being good to her! "Grounding. --I'm relieved, you know, that your libido matches mine." It isn't the first time she's shared this observation with him, and it certainly won't be the last!

[lanselos_du_lac]

He laughs, "Aye, that's well. It might be a trial for me, otherwise."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Yes, I'm very demanding," Susan says, affecting a sigh. "Insatiable, really. Unreasonable."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"As if those are bad things."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"I wear them like a badge of honor," primly, as she stretches and rises from his lap, extending one hand to draw him with her. The last of her clothes - the ones too difficult to remove expeditiously when they were making love - fall to the ground when she gives a little shake; her hair tumbles down after them. "Come. We ought to freshen up and then see if we can't find the rest of the things a cat might need."

[lanselos_du_lac]

He sets his own things aside as he allows himself to be pulled to his feet. "A fine plan."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Do you know," she says, as she draws him into the bathroom with her so that she can start running the shower, "I believe you've once again got distracted from telling me about Bors."