Inara Serra (
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Characters: Inara & Finnick
Date: The day after This thread.
Location: Finnick's Suite
Situation: Finnick invited her over. Inara accepted.
Warnings/Rating: PG13 -- probably mention of physical intimacy.
Inara woke slowly to warm covers, sunlight streaming across her face, and a warm body next to her in the bed. It wasn't a thing she was used to anymore, but she found herself easily adjusting to the sensation.
It was hardly a bad one, after all.
Unwilling to wake him, Inara simply lays there and looks up at the ceiling, comfortable with the covers light over bare skin, her dress shed somewhere in the nebulous area of 'off the bed and on the floor'.
This was...nice. Comforting. Familiar.
Date: The day after This thread.
Location: Finnick's Suite
Situation: Finnick invited her over. Inara accepted.
Warnings/Rating: PG13 -- probably mention of physical intimacy.
Inara woke slowly to warm covers, sunlight streaming across her face, and a warm body next to her in the bed. It wasn't a thing she was used to anymore, but she found herself easily adjusting to the sensation.
It was hardly a bad one, after all.
Unwilling to wake him, Inara simply lays there and looks up at the ceiling, comfortable with the covers light over bare skin, her dress shed somewhere in the nebulous area of 'off the bed and on the floor'.
This was...nice. Comforting. Familiar.
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In the morning light, for a moment, she looks like Annie, but he's smart enough to bite his tongue. It's too early to make anyone mad. Instead, he presses a kiss to her bare shoulder and grins. "Good morning."
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"Good morning," she murmurs, allowing herself to move when she receives confirmation that he is, indeed, awake. "Did you sleep well?"
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"Definitely." It's an honest answer; he's always slept better when he has someone else to cuddle up against. "Did you?"
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"I did, yes." She stretches again, but makes no move to climb out if the bed. "It's strange; I am a Companion and used to company, but truthfully I have not felt quite this content in some time."
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He listens with interest to what she says. Honestly, the only time he has ever felt content is with Annie. Finnick was safe with her. Then again, there had seldom been times when he stayed in bed with someone else for an entire night. "Has all of your company been business? That could be it. Sometimes, you just need to make your own choices, I think. Decide what you want instead of letting your duties lead you."
Duties is a light word for what Finnick did, but it's easy to say.
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“Not all. It has been…a very long time since it wasn’t something I was paid for, though. To be a Companion…doesn’t necessarily mean that one has to give up their personal endeavors but it can complicate a great many things. I chose a life slightly less complicated.”
Business only, until now.
“Perhaps you’re right, though.” She gives him a sly little grin. “Perhaps I should investigate further romps with the great Finnick Odair.”
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But it's interesting to think about.
At her next comment, his eyebrow arches, the corners of his mouth lifting in a smirk. "I might be biased, but I think that's the kind of investigation worth going for."