Jack Oat (masterofnone) wrote in lost_world, @ 2013-02-22 23:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, jack oat, kai vos |
Bad dreams, sweet things (Kai)
Jack didn't seem to mind their new sleeping situation. Kai had apologized and tried to explain, but Jack had taken it as if it were nothing. Although being in the same bed as the dancer did put a naughty smile on the hunter's lips. It had been all too amusing.
Dancing had made Kai less likely to worry about her body, and Jack had never been one to be overly if at all prudish. Her body was what it was; she was proud of it, all the tattoos, scars, and scratches. They were her, and thankfully Kai didn't seem that squeamish about it either. They had a small routine as far as who used what when, but changing and such in front of the other wasn't a huge concern.
They tended to keep similar hours, and Jack was more than willing to help Kai and her voices when she wasn't trying to plot a way to relieve a certain artifact hunter of a particular artifact. They'd been sharing the king size bed for a few nights; it was the only one left in the Holiday Inn. The sleep had been good enough, and on one or two occasions, Jack had felt Kai snuggled close, or found herself snuggled in. It wasn't platonic, but it wasn't anything "indecent."
The night had been quiet, and they'd laughed at a couple who were louder than necessary. They'd fallen a sleep like normal, but some time in the early morning before the sun rose, Jack awoke to a very unsettled and very unhappy Kai. Something was wrong.
"Kai? Honey?" Jack's voice was soft, but she didn't reach out for the woman, not yet. She'd seen the Hunter fighting, and Jack really didn't want to see who was better.