[ it does help, oddly, hearing his voice, feeling him right there. like she isn't stuck somewhere inbetween shifts, stuck in her head somehow. her eyes are still shut tight, but it's not like she has to be looking to feel the full comfort of having him there with her. her hands ball up tight then rest flat against the floor, whines turning into quiet hums between breaths even after the shift is over, because it takes a while for her body to adjust back, for the soreness to subside and for everything to go back to normal.
and now all she wants to do is curl up right there on the floor, rest her head on his lap and not move for a while, but. no. the bed's right there. she can make it to the bed. ugh, shifting is exhausting. ]
S'done. [ right, should probably let him know she's not about to break out yelling again. she sits up, a little bit, enough to rest her cheek against his shoulder for a second, leaning on him for more than just the physical support ]
[ she makes a little sound of protest, picking up her head just enough to peek over to the bed ]
It's not far. [ she's nuzzling against him though, greedy for the comfort he's offering, even if the whole experience of shifting back still has her weirdly shaken. like it's still surprising to her, still foreign. ] Just help me up. [ she's already moving, onto her knees, her hands reaching out for his arms, his shoulders, and okay maybe she should just wait and get up once she knows she can walk herself over to bed, but now all she wants to do is sleep. ]
[He shakes his head and pulls away from her-- but just for a moment! Just long enough that he can scoop her (with some effort; muscles weigh a lot) into his arms and bring her over to the bed. Gently he sets her down and then climbs in next to her, nuzzling against her.]
[ okay that makes her laugh, again, a tiny bit defeated because oh okay fine, carry her, she won't protest once it's happening. she groans softly as she stretched out next to him before curling up again, sore for multiple reasons now, though she's choosing to focus on the good ones ]
Remind me to shift before we decide to be a little rough next time. [ she makes another 'hnn' sound before tipping her head up to kiss his nose, lids heavy ] Let's sleep forever.
[He noses against her hair-- red, and it's weird that he thinks of that as right; it's not his Raven unless she's blue-- and then kisses the top of her head quite lovingly.]
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and now all she wants to do is curl up right there on the floor, rest her head on his lap and not move for a while, but. no. the bed's right there. she can make it to the bed. ugh, shifting is exhausting. ]
S'done. [ right, should probably let him know she's not about to break out yelling again. she sits up, a little bit, enough to rest her cheek against his shoulder for a second, leaning on him for more than just the physical support ]
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C'mere. Uncurl a little and I'll carry you to bed.
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It's not far. [ she's nuzzling against him though, greedy for the comfort he's offering, even if the whole experience of shifting back still has her weirdly shaken. like it's still surprising to her, still foreign. ] Just help me up. [ she's already moving, onto her knees, her hands reaching out for his arms, his shoulders, and okay maybe she should just wait and get up once she knows she can walk herself over to bed, but now all she wants to do is sleep. ]
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Remind me to shift before we decide to be a little rough next time. [ she makes another 'hnn' sound before tipping her head up to kiss his nose, lids heavy ] Let's sleep forever.
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[He noses against her hair-- red, and it's weird that he thinks of that as right; it's not his Raven unless she's blue-- and then kisses the top of her head quite lovingly.]
Don't snore. Or kick. Or anything of the sort.
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[ but she's curling up against him, face tucked against his chest, all very snuggly and comfortable. yep. mhm. bedtime. ]
Love you.