RP post, kind of, VERY locked to tm-wintergreen and lady-kane

[sylph_fics]

Continuing the current RP-plot



Deep in the depths of sleep, a nightmare building in his mind, Slade half-noticed movement that did not fit the dreams, sounds that were not the ones of batt--

Instead, there was solid, strong warmth against his back, against his chest... His senses all said he was safe, and the nightmare that had been trying to build was chased away by gentle, known, familiar hands, and light voices that reassured him. He half-woke, looked, and settled into sleep again, without ever fully coming to grips with his surroundings change.

It would be several hours more before he would start to wake again, and that not due to nightmares, but more because his body simply would not let him sleep longer.

Not that his conscious mind was engaged yet. No, only the senses and instincts spoke, telling him of familiar scents against his chest, his back; familiar sounds of beloved heartbeats and breath; feel of his wife in his arms and his partner behind him.... //Dreaming... I have to be..//

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[masked-merc.livejournal.com]

Slade shuddered again, aware enough to feel Wintergreen's hand still moving, Addie shaking in still leashed control--//oh, unfair//--and he stretched up enough to kiss her hungry and deep.

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

Sharp jolt of heat when Wintergreen's hand moves again, a whimper falling out of my open mouth before Slade kisses me, and I have to bite his lip just to hold back the cry. Blinding, white shock juddering down my spine, and there is nothing I can feel but them and this.

Shaking down from it with an edge of Slade's blood in my mouth, melted boneless in his hold.