[ alisaie weaves her fingers through his and climbs to her feet, navigating her clothing again. her panties are.. pretty much ruined, thanks, so she has to go without those, but soon enough she's dressed again, and they're returning home again, hand in hand.
thanks for the peep show too, prompto!!
pea is happy to receive them, and moreso, she seems to understand the change in the air, the lifting of the tension that has been oppressing their home for weeks now seems to have evaporated. alisaie and prompto are smiling, laughing, and she is infected by it, wagging and hopping on her back paws, though she is more than a little perturbed by prompto's wolfish features and alisaie's many tails..
at any rate, alisaie puts the kettle on before they hop into the shower that prompto has started for them, washing away sweat and grime and salt and sand, and moreso, the anguish that they had been carrying. a shared bath or shower can feel so.. healing, so necessary, and though they are quick, it still feels imperative, and when alisaie is dry and wrapped in a soft cotton robe she can't help but feel lighter, stronger.
the kettle wails, and a few minutes later alisaie is carrying two mugs of sweet bergamot tea to the sofa, pressing one into prompto's palm. ]
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[ alisaie weaves her fingers through his and climbs to her feet, navigating her clothing again. her panties are.. pretty much ruined, thanks, so she has to go without those, but soon enough she's dressed again, and they're returning home again, hand in hand.
thanks for the peep show too, prompto!!
pea is happy to receive them, and moreso, she seems to understand the change in the air, the lifting of the tension that has been oppressing their home for weeks now seems to have evaporated. alisaie and prompto are smiling, laughing, and she is infected by it, wagging and hopping on her back paws, though she is more than a little perturbed by prompto's wolfish features and alisaie's many tails..
at any rate, alisaie puts the kettle on before they hop into the shower that prompto has started for them, washing away sweat and grime and salt and sand, and moreso, the anguish that they had been carrying. a shared bath or shower can feel so.. healing, so necessary, and though they are quick, it still feels imperative, and when alisaie is dry and wrapped in a soft cotton robe she can't help but feel lighter, stronger.
the kettle wails, and a few minutes later alisaie is carrying two mugs of sweet bergamot tea to the sofa, pressing one into prompto's palm. ]
Careful, it's hot.