OWWW

[bosstookmyporn.livejournal.com]

[Immediately after this - bit late, but what the hell.]


[He's had sex.]

[With a MAN.]

[That wouldn't actually be half as bad if his ass didn't hurt like hell. After he woke up the next morning, he quickly dressed himself and left. He knew he was gonna get pussywhippped like whoa if he was late. And that wasn't something to look forward to. ESPECIALLY NOT WITH THIS PAIN OW JESUS CHRIST]

[So he hurries to the place where he'd usually find her-- trying to act as normal as he can, considering the circumstances.]


........



((for eatenbykarma))

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[foxhoundmantis.livejournal.com]

[A man floats into the room. Another man, who would usually be floating, is quite conspicuously walking.] There she is. Have your touching reunion, or whatever.

[Mantis is keeping his distance.

Not that he's intimidated.]

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

The Sorrow smiles. "Thank you, GS. You don't know what this means to me." He lightly squeezes the floating man's forearm (can't reach his shoulder on account of the floating) and walks slowly forward into the Boss's field of vision.

[foxhoundmantis.livejournal.com]

[Right. Off to find something to explode.

He floats away.]

1/2

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

*She was still focused on Jack, watching him, until--*

2/2

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

....Is that you...?

*A step towards him, unsure*

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

He smiles bashfully. "Um. Y-yeah. Hi. It's a long story." He steps forward a little more as well.

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

*The man barely gets out "Hi" before he finds one(1) Joy suddenly attached to his lips, holding him tightly*

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

<3!

He kisses her back, engulfs her in his fully solid and visible arms, all that excellent and fun living stuff. His eyes water with happy, salty, transparent and perfectly non-bloody tears.

"I-" his breathing and pulse (!) have quickened significantly after the kiss, but he manages to say quietly, "I don't know how long it will last. But...here I am."

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

*Hands go to his face, wiping away his non-bloody tears gently with her thumbs*
You're crying, even now?

...I.

*Her breath quickens, just slightly- and she smiles brilliantly*
You must know-- how happy I am, right now.

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

"I'm just so-" Overcome with emotion, he just rests his head against hers, blushing at his own silly sentimentality and crying tears of joy. For Joy. And squeezes her again, tightly.

"I know," he whispers, kissing her lips, her cheeks, her forehead, her neck - anything he could reach. "I can feel it. And so am I."

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

*She looks in his eyes - looks in his eyes, never thought she'd say that agan - and pulls him close, again, just holding him*

Your eye.. it's not damaged?

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

"No. It's... I'm just as I was before I died. I'm...whole." He decides not to tell her of his tears of blood. And for now, he wouldn't mention the Patriots either. This was not the time.

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

Whole.

It's been such a long time... Alexei.

*Her hands stay on him, and she leans forward. Her lips brushed over his again- his eyes, his cheeks*

Perhaps this is selfish of me, but-- I do not want to lose you again.

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

"You'll never lose me, Lillian." A kiss lands softly in her hair. "No matter what." He runs his hands over the side of her face, through her hair, down her back - letting her feel him, his flesh, not a ghost. "E-even when this is over...you'll still have me. Even though- you'll have to settle for the rain."

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

*She laughs lightly*
It's not settling-- I'll take what I can get, rain or no.

We need to utilize what time we have, then, however long that is.

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

He smirks. "'Utilize'? Alright, then. How do you suggest we utilize this time then, my Joy?"

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

*She laughs again, and raises an eyebrow* However you deem most prudent, dear.

[a-sign-of-rain.livejournal.com]

"Well then, in the interest of prudence..." he laughs and kisses her on the forehead. "Might I suggest we take this elsewhere? Your pick."