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Neal Caffrey ([info]classicratpack) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2012-01-14 22:15:00

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Entry tags:bb lebeau, neal caffrey

WHO: BB and Neal
WHAT: Signs of aging
WHERE: Their house
WARNINGS: Emphatically.

It was Neal's day off, and he'd spent it enjoying himself; he'd slept late, then had a good shower, and now he was in the mirror doing his morning stuff before going out with BB.

He'd brushed his teeth, washed his face and all that, but as he looked up to use his nose hair trimmers, he blinked. Neal dropped the trimmers, leaning forward, eyes wide. "Damn," he said out loud, face slightly falling. He was sure - right on his temple, there were three or four gray hairs.



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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 04:25 am UTC (link)
BB was already dressed; she was an early riser, and always had been. As such, she'd gotten up, ran for two miles, showered, and was downstairs making breakfast before Neal even got up.

It made her smile - she liked that Neal had the day off. He needed to relax more, and she'd be the first person to tell him so. So she hummed while she made him bacon and eggs, wearing a skirt she'd made from some fabric that Aron had slipped her and one of Neal's undershirts.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 04:30 am UTC (link)
Neal came downstairs in slacks and a polo, complete with grumpy face. It lightened somewhat when he saw BB, but still. "Hey." He went behind her and kissed her cheek. "You look nice. You wake up at the crack of dawn like usual?"

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 04:35 am UTC (link)
"I'm glad you think so, but I'm just wearing the first things I could grab after I showered." She smiled and turned to kiss him on the cheek as well, still not fully looking at him. "I did indeed wake up at the crack of dawn, just like I will until the end of time." She moved the eggs to plates, only turning to look at him once the skillet was in the sink. "Do you wa - "

The rest of her sentence choked in her throat, and she blinked at him, mouth hanging open.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 04:38 am UTC (link)
Neal instantly felt awkward; she was staring at him like he was a freak. "What? Do I have lines on my face or something?"

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 04:41 am UTC (link)
No. No he didn't. BB'd always had a thing for grey hair - she couldn't help it. It made him look distinguished, sexy, and a little bit knowing. It was lucky that everything was off of the hot stove. In one moment, BB dropped the dish towel she'd been holding and pinned Neal against the fridge by his wrists. She looked up at him heatedly before tiptoeing up and kissing him hard.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 04:48 am UTC (link)
Neal wondered for a hot second if she'd lost it; not that he'd complain about being snogged. Mm. "What?" he managed, smiling, amused, wrapping his arms around her.

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 04:53 am UTC (link)
"Did you notice you're going a little grey?" She couldn't help herself, running her fingers through his hair and arching her body against him. "As if you weren't hot before. Now you're just unfair, Caffrey. But I should let you eat, our eggs are going to get cold. Sex after."

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 05:05 am UTC (link)
Neal kissed her once more before going to sit down, amused. "I noticed. I was mad when I saw it. I thought you'd think I was getting long in the tooth." He chuckled a little. "I should be glad you have a thing for older men."

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 05:08 am UTC (link)
BB put his eggs in front of him, setting her plate down too. But then he mentioned older men, and she figured he was trying to get a rise out of her. Sweetly she sat down, crossing her legs and shrugging. "Of course I do. I told you Peter was hot the first time I saw him. Mmm, and il mentore." She made a happy noise before tucking in, knowing he'd play along or get jealous. Either one worked for her.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 05:14 am UTC (link)
He would have gotten jealous if he didn't think he could play it to his advantage. "I'll put you over my knee, Brier." Neal couldn't help but laugh a little. "Besides, Dani doesn't seem the sharing type. Neither does Elizabeth."

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 05:18 am UTC (link)
Oh, that wasn't fair. She shifted in her seat, tossing her hair. "I'd like to see you try, Caffrey. And I know they're not, but it doesn't stop me from looking." She did her best to look innocent as she nibbled her bacon.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 05:21 am UTC (link)
"You're allowed to look." He knew she would never actually cheat so he could say that. Neal raised an eyebrow, though; he couldn't entirely resist. "What's so handsome about Ezio?"

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 05:30 am UTC (link)
She crossed her legs, still nibbling contentedly. "I don't know, what isn't? He's tall and dark and broad and built and has an accent. Why, do you like him too?"

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 05:35 am UTC (link)
Neal put his spoon down, looking over the table at her. "BB, if you really want me to spank you, I will." There was actually a tiny bit of asperity in his tone; why was she messing with him like this?

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 05:37 am UTC (link)
"Oh, Neal." She immediately moved to sit in his lap, cupping his cheeks. "I was teasing about Ezio. He's handsome, sure, but he's honestly not my type. And I think of him as an older man - the one I remember was in his fifties or sixties. Baby, don't - I was teasing, and I'm so sorry." She bit her lip, upset that she'd upset him.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 05:41 am UTC (link)
He felt silly. "Sorry." Neal shook his head, kissing her. "I was just being stupid ... I don't know, I really get scared you'll think I'm old." He knew it was stupid, and he'd have denied it with every other person on this earth including Peter. But she was different.

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 05:43 am UTC (link)
"Neal, you're what. Thirty-four? You're hardly old." She kissed him gently, closing her eyes. "Maybe I take after Mom more than I think I do." Her fingers found the softy downy hairs at the back of his neck and started to stroke. "Neal, you could be eighteen or fifty. I love you. That's not going to change."

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 05:52 am UTC (link)
"You too," he told her. He did love her; that was why this mattered. Neal smiled a little, going for another kiss. "I'm sorry for being an idiot. Let's go back to the part where you thought the gray was hot instead of making me look old."

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 05:55 am UTC (link)
"It doesn't make you look old. It makes you look fantastic." She decided that she didn't care about breakfast anymore and ducked her head to nibble his neck. "You're gorgeous, Neal, you have to know that. It's going to sound awful, but it's part of why I let you sit at my table with me when we first met. I thought 'oh, I'll stick around, he's gorgeous and his voice is making me melty'."

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 06:16 am UTC (link)
Oh, how to put this without sounding horribly arrogant. He settled for a "Thanks?" before going silent at her little nibbles. Neal sighed, pulling her hair lightly. She liked it, he knew.

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 06:18 am UTC (link)
BB gasped and closed her eyes at the tug to his hair. "But let me guess. You knew that." She knew that he knew he was handsome, and wondered how nice that must be.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 06:20 am UTC (link)
"I know that women like me," Neal admitted, pulling her hair a little harder. He smiled a little. "I know you do." He shifted her on his lap, smiling.

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 06:22 am UTC (link)
"Then you should know that women like men with grey hair. It's all about the game." She had to try to contain a whimper when he tugged harder. "I know I like a ... firmer hand from time to time. Feeling cared for, protected. Even bossed a little. And grey hair inherently conveys all of that. You see age. I see experience, ability, intellect, and mastery." She lightly nipped his lower lip, smirking.

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[info]classicratpack
2012-01-15 06:46 am UTC (link)
Neal smiled. "Never heard it put like that - though, to be honest, I never asked." Peter complained about losing his hair, but not about it going grey. And Ezio didn't seem to give a damn. Maybe he could learn from that. "I'm not a bossy type. But for you, BB ..." He trailed off, grinning.

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[info]folleconnasse
2012-01-15 07:18 am UTC (link)
"You don't have to change for me, Caffrey. I wouldn't have picked you if I didn't like you just how you are." She let her forehead rest against his, smiling to herself. She ran her hands under his shirt, curling closer. "But if you want to, I'm amenable."

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