Regarding THIS...

[sheisnotasaint]

A possible Halloween costume?

Or just something to make Connor kneel at my feet, good lil Irish boy that he is.

Comments

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

Ya don't think it's a pretty dress?

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

Fuck me, ye know I do.

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

You know I'd look great in it.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

Aye 'd be blind ifn I lied to ye.

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

Too bad I can't get ya to worship the ground I walk on.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

For tha' ye may need t' reenact tha' picture a Venus in the shell for me.

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

Is that all?

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

[snerk] Ye still got a thing for ties by any chance?

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[Sly] That depends on whether or not you're gonna wear one for me.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

You wear a tie for me, Connor, and I'll wear anything you want me to.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

[ffffff] If memory serves the las' time ye saw me in a tie was fer yer cousin's weddin when were were teenagers-an' we missed the weddin' [eyebrow waggle].

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've seen that particular cousin since, so I'm sure we weren't missed. But I DO remember feeling extremely religious that afternoon. [AND SHE'S BLUSHING AGAIN CONNOR, way to go.] I think the side of the rectory was pushing it.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

An' the inside wasn't?

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[OH, memories.] How much trouble DID you get in for that when Murph told on you?

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

The priest threatened t' [southern accent] SMITE ME DOWN IN THE EYES OF YOUR SAVIOR.

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[And she cracks up] If it makes you feel any better? I swear you made me see God that day.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

I'd hope so after we nearly broke down t' door.

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

The point is? We weren't missed. Well, you got caught later, but was it even a little worth it?

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

Aye could be. [he's smiling but your not supposed to see it, damned adorable ness of you]

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[She can see it and it makes her smile, too. So, she pulls him close and kisses him... speaking of the damned adorableness of others. Dammit, Connor.]

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

[..He should stop doing this but it just grrr. It's been years since he'd seen her, called their insane love affair part of his rather interesting past but damn it all it's nice to have her back again.]

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[HE should stop? She certainly knows better than this, but he's so familiar and it's just so easy to slip right back into that place she fits... right there.]

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

[He does stop after a few minutes of holding her close and kissing her like his life depends on it, clearing his throat and stepping away, shifting slightly.]

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[And she's going to take that moment to fix her hair and act like nothing happened, even though she's clearing her throat, too.]

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

Ah see ye later then? Y'know like around an all that?

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

Around. Yeah, that's good.

[fuckin-rope.livejournal.com]

I'll see ye later, out there [makes a vague motion as he walks backwards out the door]

[sheisnotasaint.livejournal.com]

[She just lifts a hand in the same direction that he did and then flops down on the nearest flat surface. That man...]

Cold shower is sounding better'n better.