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RP: I'm going to miss you
Who: Rose and Rolf
What: Pillow talk before Rose’s mission
Where: Rose and Dennis’ flat, Rose’s bedroom
When: 1. October – early morning
Rating: NSFW - (mentions of) Sexual activity


Idly Rose’s fingers caressed back and forth over Rolf’s hand on her breast. It was still dark in the room, and though she was tired, she didn’t want to sleep. They had slept last night, a little, at least, but probably not enough. It could, she figured, be argued that maybe that was for the best. Not just because it had been an amazing night, but because that would mean that when they arrived in Indonesia, she would have an easier time sleeping and thereby adjusting to the 5 hour time difference.

Even though things had been different since they came back from Greece, they… hadn’t. That heady feeling when she was with him, that want, that love that she had finally allowed herself to give into – because now Rolf, apparently, was ready for it, too – was filling her, even when he wasn’t around, and the way that kissing him or making love to him just happened like they had done nothing their whole lives, was still there. And then that Owl had arrived, had awoken her to the worst hangovers she could remember, and had reminded her that Rolf wasn’t the only one with a job; she was too. The only different, really, was that Rolf would go home at night; Rose would be gone for at least a week.

Still on her back, she turned her face towards him, and closed her eyes while she just breathed him in. That smell right now, warm from sleep and musky from sex… if she could have bottled that scent of Rolf, she would.