Colin Matthews (reluctant_wolf) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2011-11-25 20:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | 09.19.11, cleo, cleo and colin, colin |
Alone at Last
Who: Cleo and Colin
What: Snuggling after work
When: Monday evening
Where: Colin's basement apartment
Warning: NFSW
Colin's day at work had been even longer after Cleo brought him lunch. Because the last thing he needed was any part of the shop reeking of them having sex. Then he really would never get anything done.
When he got home from work, he was out of his coveralls, which he didn't wear home for obvious reasons. He had an industrial powered washer at the shop for those and shop rags, because anything washed with his coveralls would never get clean again. His oil stained clothes had gone straight into the washer at home by themselves, so they wouldn't mess anything else up. He'd been doing this all of his life, it was habit by now.
Cleo was sleeping when he got in the shower and he didn't want to disturb her. She needed her rest really, especially after the weekend. Which had been nuts. Colin scrubbed all the oil, grease and grime off, then just stood under the showerhead letting the hot water wash over him. He used to do that to soothe away the sore muscles of hefting engine parts and being in awkward positions under and in engines all day. Since he'd been cursed, those aches and pains had mostly gone away. One of the short list of fringe benefits of it.
The top of that list was still curled up on the bed when Colin emerged from the shower quite a bit later. He didn't bother to get dressed, just finished toweling off his hair before he climbed under the covers with Cleo. She was warm and soft and smell goods. And apparently wearing some skimpy lacy piece of lingerie by the feel of it. He let out a soft, appreciative growl in her ear. Maybe he would wake her up...