MHA #6, The Wee Hours of Tuesday Morning

[firstofitskind]

Liam- the smaller one- had gone to sleep on the couch on Monday night, same as he'd done the last two nights. At some point during the night, Fandom magic struck again, and the correct Liam took his place. His dreams were the smaller Liam's memories, his own, Ha'gel's, all blending in to each other in a confusing jumble.

It was the one about the volcano that finally startled him awake; his eyes flew open with a shout on his lips and the smell, the memory of burning flesh clinging to his nostrils.

Stumbling in to the bedroom, he crawled underneath the covers and wrapped his arms around Verity, burying his head in her shoulder and just... waiting for his heartbeat to return to normal.

[ooc: for she who is mentioned, if she'd like.]

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[arboreal_priestess]

"Inexplicably," she agreed. "Who knows how?"

Definitely wasn't the girlfriend, clinging to him like a limpet, though.

[firstofitskind]

"Further investigation," he murmured against the line of her jaw, before pressing a kiss there. "Might be warranted." Another kiss, this one at her throat.

[arboreal_priestess]

"I'm liking the direction this investigation is taking," Verity admitted with a husky chuckle.

[firstofitskind]

“I promise to be very...” lips trailed along her collarbone, “thorough. Examine all possibilities.”

[arboreal_priestess]

"Not just a surface examination, either," Verity sighed. "You need to go deep. Plumb the very depths."

[firstofitskind]

“From every possible angle.”

His tongue flicked out, circling first one nipple, and then the other.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity moaned, arching her back towards his mouth. "It's a hard case, even for a private dick of your caliber," she said. "You can handle it?"

[firstofitskind]

“It might be hard work, but I’m up for the challenge,” Liam declared.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Then show me," Verity said, pulling him in for another kiss.

And he did.