It should be noted that this phone light more than suffices to make sure he does not stumble over his own feet when he gets out of bed in the dark. But her forethought for him is sweet. His feet are safe in her care.
Sometimes it's obvious when Ruby takes note of everything about him, other times not so much. Can she blame him, though, for always looking at her like she in the moon and stars when she's close? She can count on her ability to always be able to drive him crazy. That's a given. The way his name rolls off her tongue has his attention. "No. I don't expect anything less." He flashes his pearly whites. She knows just what to say to make him think it's another good reason to hold him to it. To test the magic, that is. Close is his favorite place for her to be too.
With a purposeful tug, he encourages the momentum for her to come close. He remains mindful, though, of the space necessary to keep the ink safe and not on their shirts. Right now he has to admit he's not always great as she is at suggestiveness, but intrigued with her promise, he maintains the little bit of eye contact he can as he dips the brush into the bowl, which she should take suggestively. "Maybe we should focus more on being steady than slow." He means to not work as slowly on the sijil as last time, but in the other way too.
He is mortal and very fragile (but really probably only by her standards).
She loves the way he looks at her. One of the downsides to being practically immortal si that her memory is very long She remembers when Sam looked at her with more skepticism and even fear. She also remembers when he didn't like when she called him Samuel, but she likes the way it gets his attention now. Really, he makes it very hard for her not to be touching him all the time.
She lets the momentum pull her close, holding the hand with the bowl of ink out and steady so that it doesn't spill. He underestimates himself; she thinks he does just fine. He might have to pay a certain amount of attention to the sijil but her attention is all on him. She bites her bottom lip, stifling the smile his words bring to her lips. "Mr. Wincheser...it sounds like you've got something in mind." Her fingers creep from his belt look to tuck just in the waistband of his [ants. "Very steady sounds like a plan to me."
Lucky for the both of them that this is the last bit of painting they need to do. The glass can be cleaned up later.
She has to know he regrets ever looking at her with fear let alone any more skepticism than she deserved. Her persistence is her best trait and it is only natural she won him over eventually.
He underestimates himself sometimes only because his mind never ceases to think; she helps the thoughts melt away more easily with the look of a cat with a canary in its sights though. He won't necessarily do the best job on the sigil but his attention on completing it is fair enough. It comes out legible enough that the lines and grooves are correct and the magic accepts it as the final link. Right before their eyes it disappears into the wall.
It's hard to forget that they're married on a technicality. Her calling him Mr. Winchester causes his heart squeeze in his chest and pulse to race a little higher. He needn't any (further) encouragement to go where she's going with this. "Mrs. Winchester...I might have a few ideas." Sex is obviously the end goal. But there's a number of things they've tried in the last month that could test the noise boundary.
She knows and she used to worry that she was being too persistent. It's not something that concerns her anymore. Sam has absolutely managed to assure her that he accepts her exactly the way that she is.
When the ink disappears into the wall, Ruby stretches toward her nightstand, body arching against Sam's as she sets the bowl of ink on the nightstand. Now she can focus her attention on Sam.
She actually does forget it most of the time because she tries to forget it. It has nothing to do with not wanting to be married but rather that Sam didn't choose to be married to her; the town decided for them. Because she tries to forget the technical marriage, he takes her a little bit by surprise when he calls her 'Mrs. Winchester'. It's a good surprise though (because it gives her the smallest hope that he likes being married to her) and it makes her hum a little with contentment. She lets her fingers crawl up his arm and her eyes go black as she gives him the slightest shock, the lights flickering in response. The candles around them all catch flame.
It should say a little of how he feels about them to consider her Mrs. Winchester even though its said in the moment. It should indicate that he sees them long term where it matters (because he does). Sam Winchester never has dated around more than he has needed to. He knew she was his girl from the moment he first set eyes on her to now. Her hum transfers a sense of contentment, her fingers make the hairs on his arm stand on end and skin tingle underneath while the shock sparks life every want and need to tilt her bring himself to kiss her fiercely. Little things like when her eyes go black or the light flickers make his heart rush more. They're quite the unusual pair but they fit together.
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Date: 2019-12-13 04:38 am (UTC)Sometimes it's obvious when Ruby takes note of everything about him, other times not so much. Can she blame him, though, for always looking at her like she in the moon and stars when she's close?
She can count on her ability to always be able to drive him crazy. That's a given.The way his name rolls off her tongue has his attention. "No. I don't expect anything less." He flashes his pearly whites. She knows just what to say to make him think it's another good reason to hold him to it. To test the magic, that is. Close is his favorite place for her to be too.With a purposeful tug, he encourages the momentum for her to come close. He remains mindful, though, of the space necessary to keep the ink safe and not on their shirts. Right now he has to admit he's not always great as she is at suggestiveness, but intrigued with her promise, he maintains the little bit of eye contact he can as he dips the brush into the bowl, which she should take suggestively. "Maybe we should focus more on being steady than slow." He means to not work as slowly on the sijil as last time, but in the other way too.
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Date: 2019-12-14 12:58 am (UTC)She loves the way he looks at her. One of the downsides to being practically immortal si that her memory is very long She remembers when Sam looked at her with more skepticism and even fear. She also remembers when he didn't like when she called him Samuel, but she likes the way it gets his attention now. Really, he makes it very hard for her not to be touching him all the time.
She lets the momentum pull her close, holding the hand with the bowl of ink out and steady so that it doesn't spill. He underestimates himself; she thinks he does just fine. He might have to pay a certain amount of attention to the sijil but her attention is all on him. She bites her bottom lip, stifling the smile his words bring to her lips. "Mr. Wincheser...it sounds like you've got something in mind." Her fingers creep from his belt look to tuck just in the waistband of his [ants. "Very steady sounds like a plan to me."
Lucky for the both of them that this is the last bit of painting they need to do. The glass can be cleaned up later.
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Date: 2019-12-14 04:44 am (UTC)He underestimates himself sometimes only because his mind never ceases to think; she helps the thoughts melt away more easily with the look of a cat with a canary in its sights though. He won't necessarily do the best job on the sigil but his attention on completing it is fair enough. It comes out legible enough that the lines and grooves are correct and the magic accepts it as the final link. Right before their eyes it disappears into the wall.
It's hard to forget that they're married on a technicality. Her calling him Mr. Winchester causes his heart squeeze in his chest and pulse to race a little higher. He needn't any (further) encouragement to go where she's going with this. "Mrs. Winchester...I might have a few ideas." Sex is obviously the end goal. But there's a number of things they've tried in the last month that could test the noise boundary.
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Date: 2019-12-15 01:33 am (UTC)When the ink disappears into the wall, Ruby stretches toward her nightstand, body arching against Sam's as she sets the bowl of ink on the nightstand. Now she can focus her attention on Sam.
She actually does forget it most of the time because she tries to forget it. It has nothing to do with not wanting to be married but rather that Sam didn't choose to be married to her; the town decided for them. Because she tries to forget the technical marriage, he takes her a little bit by surprise when he calls her 'Mrs. Winchester'. It's a good surprise though (because it gives her the smallest hope that he likes being married to her) and it makes her hum a little with contentment. She lets her fingers crawl up his arm and her eyes go black as she gives him the slightest shock, the lights flickering in response. The candles around them all catch flame.
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Date: 2019-12-16 02:27 am (UTC)