Administrative Leave (RP Log)
Dagny: *On her day off, she went grocery shopping and cleaned her apartment, everything put away, she went out for a walk. She spent most of her days off keeping to herself, reading in the park next to her apartment. When she got back, she went to work on the non-fat cheesecake recipe she had stumbled on. She had no idea what she would do with the damn thing, but cooking was therapeutic and one of the only things she could do well.*
Everton: *He had been forced to take the day off. It wasn't something he would have ever done willingly. But his handler had been worried after the shooting and barred John from the building. That meant he was limited in what he could do. Being a man of habit, he went to the bar and got drunk. Then he went to Dagny's.*
Dagny: *Licking strawberry sauce from her fingers, she looked up when the buzzer sounded from downstairs. Frowning a little bit, she buzzed whoever was down there up.*
Everton: *He came up and knocked on the door before leaning against the wall next to it, waiting and humming softly to himself.*
Dagny: *Brushing bangs away from her face she opened up the door and looked a little surprised to see him there. Smiling brightly she opened the door a bit more to let him in.* Hello, John.
Everton: *He came in and smiled at her before moving into the living room.* Hello, Dagny. *Once in the living room, he turned back to face her and gave her a wink.*
Dagny: *Shutting the door and locking it behind them, she moved deeper into the living room. Leaning against the wall, she watched him with some amusement, especially when he winked at her.* John ah ya drunk?
Everton: *He thought for a moment, licked his lips, then nodded.* Yeah. I am.
Dagny: *Laughing she pushed off the wall and walked into the kitchen.* Can ah get ya somet'in', now? Coffee, ah drink?
Everton: *Licking his lips again, he sat down on the couch as he spoke.* A drink would be good.
Dagny: *Getting two glasses, she dropped ice into them and poured two scotches. Taking them out to the living room, she sat down next to him and offered him a glass.*
Everton: *He took the glass and took a drink before turning to face her.* I wasn't sure you'd be home. I'm glad you are.
Dagny: Yea, it's mah day off. Don't do a lot, 'cept stay home, relax. *Smiling, she sipped the drink and then leaned against the couch.* What ya doin' here?
Everton: I don't know. *He looked around and sighed softly, honestly not sure what had brought him to her door.*
Dagny: Ah'm glad ya here. How ya been, work goin' okay? *Reaching over, she lightly stroked the back of his head.*
Everton: *He leaned into the touch of her hand against his hair and sighed softly.* I've been banned from work for the week.
Dagny: Ah week? Why? *Her eyebrows go up and she moves closer, kneeling on the middle cushion.*
Everton: *He turned to face her and nodded.* Yeah. A week. *He finished his drink and set the glass aside.* I shot a kid.
Dagny: Ah kid? *Her hand slid down from the back of his head, she put her hand in her lap.* Why ya gone and done dat?
Everton: It was her or me. And after me, who knows what else. *He sighed and looked away, leaning back against the couch.*
Dagny: She was gonna kill ya? *Frowning, she inches a little closer, watching him intently as she probes at his thoughts just the tiniest bit.* What happened, John?
Everton: *He glanced back at her, feeling the probing. He actually figured it was easier to let her look than explain anything. He bowed his head and exhaled slowly. In his mind the constant loop of what had happened played in his head. The girl had escaped the lab by using her mind to blow a hole in the wall. When John had finally caught up with her, she tried to drop a half constructed building on him. That's when he'd shot her. As she died, she'd begged him to let her live, promising that she'd be a good girl.*
Dagny: *A shudder ran down her spine as she watched what happened in his head. Very slowly she put her forehead against his head and took a deep breath. She felt bad for him, having to see that, or to make that decision. Kissing his temple and then his cheek, her nose nuzzling at him as she tried to comfort him.* It's ahkay.
Everton: *He gave a little shrug, then leaned his head against hers.* No. It's not. But thank you for saying that.
Dagny: Ah wish ah could take it ahway from ya. *Cupping his cheek, she lightly kissed his mouth.* So ya wouldn't see it nah more.
Everton: *He pressed his forehead against hers and sighed in drunken exhaustion.* Thanks, Dagny. But I think I'd want to keep it. It's important to remember what you've done.
Dagny: *Holding on to him tightly, she rubbed his arm and shoulder for a moment before she pulled back. Standing up, she took his hands and tried to tug him to his feet.* Come wit me, ahkay?
Everton: *He stood up at her tug, his eyes narrowed in confusion.* Okay, honey. Where are we going?
Dagny: Ya gonna take off ya clothes and either go ta bed or take ah hot bath. It'll relax ya. *Wrapping an arm around his waist she started to move into the bedroom with him.* Den when ya wake up, ya'll have dinner wit meh.
Everton: You're just trying to get me out of my clothes. *He chuckled softly and let her lead him into the bedroom.* Are you going to undress me? Or am I gong to have to do it msyelf?
Dagny: *Her cheeks turned a bright pink, and she looked down at the floor, her hands clasped at each other.* Ah, ah ain't tryin' ta do dat John. Really. Ya can do it yaself, ah won't look. *Stepping away from him, she looked away.*
Everton: *He touched her cheek and gave her a soft kiss.* You can look, if you want.
Dagny: *Swallowing hard, she lifted her head and watched him from under her eyelashes.*
Everton: *Since he hadn't been working, he was dressed casually in slacks and a polo shirt. His shirt came off first and he tossed it on the bed as he slipped out of his loafers. His socks came off next, then his slacks. He stood in front of her wearing a pair of boxer briefs and a drunken grin.* So, should I take a bath or pass out?
Dagny: *Slowly she picked up his clothes as he discarded them, every time he dropped some thing she picked it up and hung it up. Her hands shook as she caught sight of him, the tip of her tongue moved over her bottom lip. He looked so good, so hot, she wanted him, badly.* Yah can do whatevah ya want. Ah can draw ya a bath. . .
Everton: *He thought for a few moments, then nodded.* Okay. A bath, then I'll pass out, assuming I don't drown.
Dagny: Ah won't let ya drown. *Her voice was soft as she walked to the bathroom and ran the water. Kneeling down by the tub, she made sure the water was nice and warm, with a wash cloth set out and a bar of soap.*
Everton: *He followed her into the bathroom and smiled softly as he watched her. Once the tub was mostly full, he touched her shoulder.* If you are going to close your eyes, now would be the time. *He pulled back and stripped his briefs off before moving to climb into the tub.*
Dagny: *She bowed her head and adverted her eyes, well, for the most part. She couldn't help sneaking a glance over at him, she wished she had more courage to say something, to touch him, but she kept to herself. Moving away from him, she stood up, keeping her eyes on the sink.* Yah want me ta sit wit ya?
Everton: *He watched the way she was acting and pulled the washcloth into the tub of cover himself.* It's up to you, Dagny. If it'll make you uncomfortable, then go.
Dagny: *Silent for a good long while, she wrung her hands together.* Ah'll be out in de kitchen, ah gotta clean up. *She banged into the toilet as she made her way to the door. Rubbing her knee she blushed furiously before straightening and giving him a bit of a grin.* yah ah handsome man, John. Ya really are. Ah jus' dought ya should know dat.
Everton: Thank you, Dagny. *He watched her, then settled back in the tub. He sank into the water and closed his eyes, letting the water relax him. His hands slipped into the water, covering himself as he started to doze.*
Dagny: *Dagny cleaned up the kitchen, making sure everything was ready for dinner. A good while later she walked back into the bathroom and knelt by the tub. Watching him for longer then appropriate she finally touched his cheek with the edge of the wash cloth.* John, ya gonna turn inta a prune.
Everton: *His eyes opened and he smiled softly at her.* Yeah, I probably am. Hi.
Dagny: Hi. *Giving him a shy smile, she paused before leaning in and kissing his mouth very lightly.* Let me get you a towel.
Everton: Okay. *He nodded, smiling softly.* Are you going to lay with me, Dagny?
Dagny: Iffen ya want me ta, John. *Pulling back, she stood up and got the soft green towel from the back of the door and held it out to him as she looked away.*
Everton: *He got out of the tub and stepped into the towel. He took it from her and wrapped himself up in it. Then he gave her a kiss.* It's up to you, Dagny. I know you want to make dinner. But I think you also want to lay with me.
Dagny: Ah'll lay wit ya, for ah bit, ahkay? *Rubbing his back with the edge of the towel, she moved away and then headed into the bedroom. She slipped of her shoes, humming softly she pulled back the covers for them and then sat down on the edge of the bed.*
Everton: *He finished drying himself off, then pulled his briefs back on. He didn't want to put either of them in too uncomfortable position. He joined her in the bedroom and sat down next to her. He leaned over and kissed her cheek.* You are a good woman, Dagny.
Dagny: Ah am? *Lifting her head, she gave him a smile and then reached over to touch his cheek.* Ah t'ink ya a good man too, John. Real good man, tryin' ta do da right t'in'. *She knew what those words meant, really. She was a good woman, she took care of people, but she just didn't have that thing that did it for guys.* How 'bout ya lay down, huh?
Everton: *He nodded and got himself laid down in the bed. He got himself settled, then held an arm open for her.*
Dagny: *Looking at him, she licked her lips before moving close to him and finally laying down in his arms. Lightly she put her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.*
Everton: *He kissed her hair and smiled faintly as he closed his eyes. He wasn't certain that he would sleep, but he would relax, at least. For a little while.*
Dagny: *She didn't sleep, she just rested against him, her fingers making slow patterns over his chest. The touches were innocent, just feeling his heat and the way his chest rose and fell under her. As her mind wandered her fingers ended up going lower, right to his navel, before she stopped herself.*
Everton: *Her hand actually lulled him to sleep, his breathing finally slowing. Her hand also aroused him, his body acting on its own while he slept.*
Dagny: *When she realized what she had been doing, her heart stopped and her whole body froze. Licking her lips she opened her eyes and watched as her fingers moved slowly over the crotch of his briefs. She was a horrible, horrible woman for doing this, but she wanted to feel him, just a little bit.*
Everton: *He groaned softly and shifted a little on the bed before settling again. He didn't wake up, but his body responded a little more to her.*
Dagny: *Her hand moved over him a bit more before sitting up, and letting him go. She was taking advantage of a sleeping man, she was truly pathetic. Shaking, she got up from the bed and took a deep breath.*
Everton: *He rolled toward her when she moved, his arm reaching for her. He grunted again, his eyelids fluttering before he settled again.*
Dagny: *Turning back to look at him, she took a deep breath and crouch down on the bed. Leaning over him she kissed down his throat and to his chest.*
Everton: *He rolled back toward his back, whimpering softly. His fingers touched her hair and he gave a soft grunt at the kisses. He was coming a bit more toward wakefulness, but still not enough to realize what she was doing. To him, it was a dream.
Dagny: *Even as she felt worse about herself, she continued touching and caressing him. Her hands moved over his sides and then up over his chest, she knew he would wake up and push her away. This would be the only way she would be able to have him, the thought nearly made her weep.*
Everton: *He finally woke up enough to register what she was doing. His hand settled on her shoulder as he croaked from above her.* Dagny, what are you doing?
Dagny: Ah'm sorry. Ah jus' wanted ta kiss ya. *Shrinking back, she slowly moves away from him, her cheeks bright red as she sits on the edge of the bed.* Ah ain't a good woman.
Everton: *He caught her arm and pulled her back to him.* Yes. You are.
Dagny: *Falling against his chest, she groaned and closed her eyes.* Nah, ah touched ya when yas was asleep . . .ah'm sorry John.
Everton: *He tilted her head up and gave her a kiss. His vow was in danger, he knew it, but he needed a physical comfort that all the prayer and all the confession could not supply for him.*
Dagny: *Groaning she tilted her face up and kissed him deeply, her arm moving under his neck as she pressed her body up against his. Maybe, since he kissed her like this,it would be okay.*
Everton: *Keeping the kiss going, he rolled under she was under him and he was cradled between her legs. His tongue lightly touched her lips, seeking a deeper kiss.*
Dagny: *On her back, she spread her legs for him, her hands moving up his back as she opened her mouth to him. Her hands slid up his shoulders as her tongue touched his, lapping at him eagerly.*
Everton: *After a few moments he pulled back and looked down at her.* What do you want, honey? I need you to be very specific.
Dagny: *Swallowing hard she looked down at them, so close, so very close, she could pull off her panties and he could have her. Closing her eyes, she put her head on her pillow.* C-could you use your fingers on me?
Everton: How? Tell me how you would like them. *He kissed her neck and pressed against her.*
Dagny: *She had no idea, well, she did, but to actually say it? That was embarrassing, and she didn't know the right words.* B-between meh legs.
Everton: *He nodded and shifted against her so he could get a hand between them. With his lips against her neck, lightly kissing and nipping, he ran his hand over her belly and between her legs.*
Dagny: *Her eyelids fluttered shut, her body shaking under his as she let him touch her. His fingers felt amazing against skin that hadn't been touched like this, in a long time. Men had touched her before, but never this gentle, and she had never wanted it so badly before. Her panties were soaked, and she was burning hot.*
Everton: *He rubbed against the damp fabric as he kissed his way to her ear. Applying a little more pressure, he whispered in her ear.* You want me to stop, you just have to say it. Won't do anything you don't want.
Dagny: N-no, it feels good. *She moaned up against him, her heart pounding in her chest as she rocked his hips. She knew she wouldn't be able to last long.* Can ya put . . . 'em inside meh?
Everton: *He groaned against her neck, then pushed the crotch of her panties out of the way. He rubbed two fingertips between her lips, lightly brushing over her clit as he spread moisture.*
Dagny: *Even at the slight touch she goes crazy. Eyes wide, she groaned loudly as she came, her pussy clenching and quivering as she has a much needed orgasm. Fingers grab at his back, and she whimpers against his shoulder as her hips buck wildly.*
Everton: *He whimpered and slid one finger just barely inside her. She was bucking too roughly for anything more than the tease.*
Dagny: *When he pushes the finger inside of her she stills, gasping, heart racing as she let him finger her.* Ah, John, dat feels good. More? Jus' a little?
Everton: *He pushed his finger a little deeper inside her, then started to rock it. His lips started a hickey on her neck as he whimpered against her neck at her heat.*
Dagny: *His finger feels amazing, especially since she's so tight, her cunt continued to tug and squeeze at him, pulling him deeper.* Wwhat can ah do fa ya?
Everton: This is good for me, baby. *He pushed his finger a little deeper with each stroke inside her. He curled his finger up and rubbed against that forward wall, wanting her to have the full experience.*
Dagny: *The curl of his finger hit something inside of her, a spot that no one ever touched before, that drove her absolutely wild. She came again, her lips pressed to his shoulder as she moaned loudly. Her body shook, limbs covered in a light sweat as she clung to him.*
Everton: *He stilled his finger inside her and started another hickey on a different spot. His thumb brushed against her clit.*
Dagny: *Every time he brushes against her clit her body jerks and she squeezes his finger. Coming down from her second orgasm she goes limp against the bed. Reaching up, she rubs the back of his head.* Dat's good, John, t'ank ya.
Everton: *He slowly pulled his finger out of her. He brought his hand up and licked at the finger that had been inside her. He whimpered, then went back to kissing her neck.*
Dagny: Do ya like da taste of meh? *She whispered into his ear, her eyes wide after watching him lick her up. Squirming under him she licked her own lips.* Would ya like ta taste more?
Everton: *He lifted his head and looked at her, his eyes bright with need.* Do you want me to?
Dagny: *She can see the need in his eyes and nodded quickly before smiling.* Yes, ah'm sure. Ah want ya ta feel good.
Everton: *He started to move down her, then stopped. He blinked, then pressed a kiss to the top of her breast and put his head down. Hugging her, he closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.*
Dagny: What's wrong, John? *Her hands moved up and down his shoulders and then up to the back of his head. Bowing her head she kissed the top of his head and held him tightly.* Did ah do someti'in' wrong?
Everton: No, Dagny, you didn't do anything wrong. *He pressed against kiss against her as he settled closer.* I think I'm going to go back to sleep for a little while longer.
Dagny: *Frowning deeply she bowed her head and kissed his forehead, taking a deep breath she sagged back against the bed.* Is dare somet'ing ah can do? Ya can sleep, but somet'in' more den dat.
Everton: I don't know that I could stop with just that. So I'm going to stop before it becomes an issue.
Dagny: Maybe, some othea time, can we da more? *She frowned a little bit.*
Everton: *He nodded.* Yes. Sometime when I'm more sober, maybe.
Dagny: *Smiling a little bit, she started to wiggle out from under him, pulling the blankets back up around them.*
Everton: *He let her move away from him, settling himself laying on his stomach. He got one arm around a pillow and hugged it under his hand as his eyes closed.*
Dagny: *She nuzzled him gently to try and get him on to his back or side.* Let meh lay wit ya? Please, can ya hold meh?
Everton: *He rolled onto his side and got an arm around her. He hugged her to his body and rested his head against her shoulder.*
Dagny: *Snuggling up to him, she closes her eyes and smiled happily against his shoulder. A few minutes later she was dozing slightly against his chest.*
Everton: *This time, he fell heavily asleep, snoring softly after a relatively short time.*
Everton: *He had been forced to take the day off. It wasn't something he would have ever done willingly. But his handler had been worried after the shooting and barred John from the building. That meant he was limited in what he could do. Being a man of habit, he went to the bar and got drunk. Then he went to Dagny's.*
Dagny: *Licking strawberry sauce from her fingers, she looked up when the buzzer sounded from downstairs. Frowning a little bit, she buzzed whoever was down there up.*
Everton: *He came up and knocked on the door before leaning against the wall next to it, waiting and humming softly to himself.*
Dagny: *Brushing bangs away from her face she opened up the door and looked a little surprised to see him there. Smiling brightly she opened the door a bit more to let him in.* Hello, John.
Everton: *He came in and smiled at her before moving into the living room.* Hello, Dagny. *Once in the living room, he turned back to face her and gave her a wink.*
Dagny: *Shutting the door and locking it behind them, she moved deeper into the living room. Leaning against the wall, she watched him with some amusement, especially when he winked at her.* John ah ya drunk?
Everton: *He thought for a moment, licked his lips, then nodded.* Yeah. I am.
Dagny: *Laughing she pushed off the wall and walked into the kitchen.* Can ah get ya somet'in', now? Coffee, ah drink?
Everton: *Licking his lips again, he sat down on the couch as he spoke.* A drink would be good.
Dagny: *Getting two glasses, she dropped ice into them and poured two scotches. Taking them out to the living room, she sat down next to him and offered him a glass.*
Everton: *He took the glass and took a drink before turning to face her.* I wasn't sure you'd be home. I'm glad you are.
Dagny: Yea, it's mah day off. Don't do a lot, 'cept stay home, relax. *Smiling, she sipped the drink and then leaned against the couch.* What ya doin' here?
Everton: I don't know. *He looked around and sighed softly, honestly not sure what had brought him to her door.*
Dagny: Ah'm glad ya here. How ya been, work goin' okay? *Reaching over, she lightly stroked the back of his head.*
Everton: *He leaned into the touch of her hand against his hair and sighed softly.* I've been banned from work for the week.
Dagny: Ah week? Why? *Her eyebrows go up and she moves closer, kneeling on the middle cushion.*
Everton: *He turned to face her and nodded.* Yeah. A week. *He finished his drink and set the glass aside.* I shot a kid.
Dagny: Ah kid? *Her hand slid down from the back of his head, she put her hand in her lap.* Why ya gone and done dat?
Everton: It was her or me. And after me, who knows what else. *He sighed and looked away, leaning back against the couch.*
Dagny: She was gonna kill ya? *Frowning, she inches a little closer, watching him intently as she probes at his thoughts just the tiniest bit.* What happened, John?
Everton: *He glanced back at her, feeling the probing. He actually figured it was easier to let her look than explain anything. He bowed his head and exhaled slowly. In his mind the constant loop of what had happened played in his head. The girl had escaped the lab by using her mind to blow a hole in the wall. When John had finally caught up with her, she tried to drop a half constructed building on him. That's when he'd shot her. As she died, she'd begged him to let her live, promising that she'd be a good girl.*
Dagny: *A shudder ran down her spine as she watched what happened in his head. Very slowly she put her forehead against his head and took a deep breath. She felt bad for him, having to see that, or to make that decision. Kissing his temple and then his cheek, her nose nuzzling at him as she tried to comfort him.* It's ahkay.
Everton: *He gave a little shrug, then leaned his head against hers.* No. It's not. But thank you for saying that.
Dagny: Ah wish ah could take it ahway from ya. *Cupping his cheek, she lightly kissed his mouth.* So ya wouldn't see it nah more.
Everton: *He pressed his forehead against hers and sighed in drunken exhaustion.* Thanks, Dagny. But I think I'd want to keep it. It's important to remember what you've done.
Dagny: *Holding on to him tightly, she rubbed his arm and shoulder for a moment before she pulled back. Standing up, she took his hands and tried to tug him to his feet.* Come wit me, ahkay?
Everton: *He stood up at her tug, his eyes narrowed in confusion.* Okay, honey. Where are we going?
Dagny: Ya gonna take off ya clothes and either go ta bed or take ah hot bath. It'll relax ya. *Wrapping an arm around his waist she started to move into the bedroom with him.* Den when ya wake up, ya'll have dinner wit meh.
Everton: You're just trying to get me out of my clothes. *He chuckled softly and let her lead him into the bedroom.* Are you going to undress me? Or am I gong to have to do it msyelf?
Dagny: *Her cheeks turned a bright pink, and she looked down at the floor, her hands clasped at each other.* Ah, ah ain't tryin' ta do dat John. Really. Ya can do it yaself, ah won't look. *Stepping away from him, she looked away.*
Everton: *He touched her cheek and gave her a soft kiss.* You can look, if you want.
Dagny: *Swallowing hard, she lifted her head and watched him from under her eyelashes.*
Everton: *Since he hadn't been working, he was dressed casually in slacks and a polo shirt. His shirt came off first and he tossed it on the bed as he slipped out of his loafers. His socks came off next, then his slacks. He stood in front of her wearing a pair of boxer briefs and a drunken grin.* So, should I take a bath or pass out?
Dagny: *Slowly she picked up his clothes as he discarded them, every time he dropped some thing she picked it up and hung it up. Her hands shook as she caught sight of him, the tip of her tongue moved over her bottom lip. He looked so good, so hot, she wanted him, badly.* Yah can do whatevah ya want. Ah can draw ya a bath. . .
Everton: *He thought for a few moments, then nodded.* Okay. A bath, then I'll pass out, assuming I don't drown.
Dagny: Ah won't let ya drown. *Her voice was soft as she walked to the bathroom and ran the water. Kneeling down by the tub, she made sure the water was nice and warm, with a wash cloth set out and a bar of soap.*
Everton: *He followed her into the bathroom and smiled softly as he watched her. Once the tub was mostly full, he touched her shoulder.* If you are going to close your eyes, now would be the time. *He pulled back and stripped his briefs off before moving to climb into the tub.*
Dagny: *She bowed her head and adverted her eyes, well, for the most part. She couldn't help sneaking a glance over at him, she wished she had more courage to say something, to touch him, but she kept to herself. Moving away from him, she stood up, keeping her eyes on the sink.* Yah want me ta sit wit ya?
Everton: *He watched the way she was acting and pulled the washcloth into the tub of cover himself.* It's up to you, Dagny. If it'll make you uncomfortable, then go.
Dagny: *Silent for a good long while, she wrung her hands together.* Ah'll be out in de kitchen, ah gotta clean up. *She banged into the toilet as she made her way to the door. Rubbing her knee she blushed furiously before straightening and giving him a bit of a grin.* yah ah handsome man, John. Ya really are. Ah jus' dought ya should know dat.
Everton: Thank you, Dagny. *He watched her, then settled back in the tub. He sank into the water and closed his eyes, letting the water relax him. His hands slipped into the water, covering himself as he started to doze.*
Dagny: *Dagny cleaned up the kitchen, making sure everything was ready for dinner. A good while later she walked back into the bathroom and knelt by the tub. Watching him for longer then appropriate she finally touched his cheek with the edge of the wash cloth.* John, ya gonna turn inta a prune.
Everton: *His eyes opened and he smiled softly at her.* Yeah, I probably am. Hi.
Dagny: Hi. *Giving him a shy smile, she paused before leaning in and kissing his mouth very lightly.* Let me get you a towel.
Everton: Okay. *He nodded, smiling softly.* Are you going to lay with me, Dagny?
Dagny: Iffen ya want me ta, John. *Pulling back, she stood up and got the soft green towel from the back of the door and held it out to him as she looked away.*
Everton: *He got out of the tub and stepped into the towel. He took it from her and wrapped himself up in it. Then he gave her a kiss.* It's up to you, Dagny. I know you want to make dinner. But I think you also want to lay with me.
Dagny: Ah'll lay wit ya, for ah bit, ahkay? *Rubbing his back with the edge of the towel, she moved away and then headed into the bedroom. She slipped of her shoes, humming softly she pulled back the covers for them and then sat down on the edge of the bed.*
Everton: *He finished drying himself off, then pulled his briefs back on. He didn't want to put either of them in too uncomfortable position. He joined her in the bedroom and sat down next to her. He leaned over and kissed her cheek.* You are a good woman, Dagny.
Dagny: Ah am? *Lifting her head, she gave him a smile and then reached over to touch his cheek.* Ah t'ink ya a good man too, John. Real good man, tryin' ta do da right t'in'. *She knew what those words meant, really. She was a good woman, she took care of people, but she just didn't have that thing that did it for guys.* How 'bout ya lay down, huh?
Everton: *He nodded and got himself laid down in the bed. He got himself settled, then held an arm open for her.*
Dagny: *Looking at him, she licked her lips before moving close to him and finally laying down in his arms. Lightly she put her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.*
Everton: *He kissed her hair and smiled faintly as he closed his eyes. He wasn't certain that he would sleep, but he would relax, at least. For a little while.*
Dagny: *She didn't sleep, she just rested against him, her fingers making slow patterns over his chest. The touches were innocent, just feeling his heat and the way his chest rose and fell under her. As her mind wandered her fingers ended up going lower, right to his navel, before she stopped herself.*
Everton: *Her hand actually lulled him to sleep, his breathing finally slowing. Her hand also aroused him, his body acting on its own while he slept.*
Dagny: *When she realized what she had been doing, her heart stopped and her whole body froze. Licking her lips she opened her eyes and watched as her fingers moved slowly over the crotch of his briefs. She was a horrible, horrible woman for doing this, but she wanted to feel him, just a little bit.*
Everton: *He groaned softly and shifted a little on the bed before settling again. He didn't wake up, but his body responded a little more to her.*
Dagny: *Her hand moved over him a bit more before sitting up, and letting him go. She was taking advantage of a sleeping man, she was truly pathetic. Shaking, she got up from the bed and took a deep breath.*
Everton: *He rolled toward her when she moved, his arm reaching for her. He grunted again, his eyelids fluttering before he settled again.*
Dagny: *Turning back to look at him, she took a deep breath and crouch down on the bed. Leaning over him she kissed down his throat and to his chest.*
Everton: *He rolled back toward his back, whimpering softly. His fingers touched her hair and he gave a soft grunt at the kisses. He was coming a bit more toward wakefulness, but still not enough to realize what she was doing. To him, it was a dream.
Dagny: *Even as she felt worse about herself, she continued touching and caressing him. Her hands moved over his sides and then up over his chest, she knew he would wake up and push her away. This would be the only way she would be able to have him, the thought nearly made her weep.*
Everton: *He finally woke up enough to register what she was doing. His hand settled on her shoulder as he croaked from above her.* Dagny, what are you doing?
Dagny: Ah'm sorry. Ah jus' wanted ta kiss ya. *Shrinking back, she slowly moves away from him, her cheeks bright red as she sits on the edge of the bed.* Ah ain't a good woman.
Everton: *He caught her arm and pulled her back to him.* Yes. You are.
Dagny: *Falling against his chest, she groaned and closed her eyes.* Nah, ah touched ya when yas was asleep . . .ah'm sorry John.
Everton: *He tilted her head up and gave her a kiss. His vow was in danger, he knew it, but he needed a physical comfort that all the prayer and all the confession could not supply for him.*
Dagny: *Groaning she tilted her face up and kissed him deeply, her arm moving under his neck as she pressed her body up against his. Maybe, since he kissed her like this,it would be okay.*
Everton: *Keeping the kiss going, he rolled under she was under him and he was cradled between her legs. His tongue lightly touched her lips, seeking a deeper kiss.*
Dagny: *On her back, she spread her legs for him, her hands moving up his back as she opened her mouth to him. Her hands slid up his shoulders as her tongue touched his, lapping at him eagerly.*
Everton: *After a few moments he pulled back and looked down at her.* What do you want, honey? I need you to be very specific.
Dagny: *Swallowing hard she looked down at them, so close, so very close, she could pull off her panties and he could have her. Closing her eyes, she put her head on her pillow.* C-could you use your fingers on me?
Everton: How? Tell me how you would like them. *He kissed her neck and pressed against her.*
Dagny: *She had no idea, well, she did, but to actually say it? That was embarrassing, and she didn't know the right words.* B-between meh legs.
Everton: *He nodded and shifted against her so he could get a hand between them. With his lips against her neck, lightly kissing and nipping, he ran his hand over her belly and between her legs.*
Dagny: *Her eyelids fluttered shut, her body shaking under his as she let him touch her. His fingers felt amazing against skin that hadn't been touched like this, in a long time. Men had touched her before, but never this gentle, and she had never wanted it so badly before. Her panties were soaked, and she was burning hot.*
Everton: *He rubbed against the damp fabric as he kissed his way to her ear. Applying a little more pressure, he whispered in her ear.* You want me to stop, you just have to say it. Won't do anything you don't want.
Dagny: N-no, it feels good. *She moaned up against him, her heart pounding in her chest as she rocked his hips. She knew she wouldn't be able to last long.* Can ya put . . . 'em inside meh?
Everton: *He groaned against her neck, then pushed the crotch of her panties out of the way. He rubbed two fingertips between her lips, lightly brushing over her clit as he spread moisture.*
Dagny: *Even at the slight touch she goes crazy. Eyes wide, she groaned loudly as she came, her pussy clenching and quivering as she has a much needed orgasm. Fingers grab at his back, and she whimpers against his shoulder as her hips buck wildly.*
Everton: *He whimpered and slid one finger just barely inside her. She was bucking too roughly for anything more than the tease.*
Dagny: *When he pushes the finger inside of her she stills, gasping, heart racing as she let him finger her.* Ah, John, dat feels good. More? Jus' a little?
Everton: *He pushed his finger a little deeper inside her, then started to rock it. His lips started a hickey on her neck as he whimpered against her neck at her heat.*
Dagny: *His finger feels amazing, especially since she's so tight, her cunt continued to tug and squeeze at him, pulling him deeper.* Wwhat can ah do fa ya?
Everton: This is good for me, baby. *He pushed his finger a little deeper with each stroke inside her. He curled his finger up and rubbed against that forward wall, wanting her to have the full experience.*
Dagny: *The curl of his finger hit something inside of her, a spot that no one ever touched before, that drove her absolutely wild. She came again, her lips pressed to his shoulder as she moaned loudly. Her body shook, limbs covered in a light sweat as she clung to him.*
Everton: *He stilled his finger inside her and started another hickey on a different spot. His thumb brushed against her clit.*
Dagny: *Every time he brushes against her clit her body jerks and she squeezes his finger. Coming down from her second orgasm she goes limp against the bed. Reaching up, she rubs the back of his head.* Dat's good, John, t'ank ya.
Everton: *He slowly pulled his finger out of her. He brought his hand up and licked at the finger that had been inside her. He whimpered, then went back to kissing her neck.*
Dagny: Do ya like da taste of meh? *She whispered into his ear, her eyes wide after watching him lick her up. Squirming under him she licked her own lips.* Would ya like ta taste more?
Everton: *He lifted his head and looked at her, his eyes bright with need.* Do you want me to?
Dagny: *She can see the need in his eyes and nodded quickly before smiling.* Yes, ah'm sure. Ah want ya ta feel good.
Everton: *He started to move down her, then stopped. He blinked, then pressed a kiss to the top of her breast and put his head down. Hugging her, he closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.*
Dagny: What's wrong, John? *Her hands moved up and down his shoulders and then up to the back of his head. Bowing her head she kissed the top of his head and held him tightly.* Did ah do someti'in' wrong?
Everton: No, Dagny, you didn't do anything wrong. *He pressed against kiss against her as he settled closer.* I think I'm going to go back to sleep for a little while longer.
Dagny: *Frowning deeply she bowed her head and kissed his forehead, taking a deep breath she sagged back against the bed.* Is dare somet'ing ah can do? Ya can sleep, but somet'in' more den dat.
Everton: I don't know that I could stop with just that. So I'm going to stop before it becomes an issue.
Dagny: Maybe, some othea time, can we da more? *She frowned a little bit.*
Everton: *He nodded.* Yes. Sometime when I'm more sober, maybe.
Dagny: *Smiling a little bit, she started to wiggle out from under him, pulling the blankets back up around them.*
Everton: *He let her move away from him, settling himself laying on his stomach. He got one arm around a pillow and hugged it under his hand as his eyes closed.*
Dagny: *She nuzzled him gently to try and get him on to his back or side.* Let meh lay wit ya? Please, can ya hold meh?
Everton: *He rolled onto his side and got an arm around her. He hugged her to his body and rested his head against her shoulder.*
Dagny: *Snuggling up to him, she closes her eyes and smiled happily against his shoulder. A few minutes later she was dozing slightly against his chest.*
Everton: *This time, he fell heavily asleep, snoring softly after a relatively short time.*