holiday party post

[callipygos]

Aphrodite's New York loft is done up to the nines.

The first good look as one enters is of twinkling Manhattan through the big windows, lights bright against a dark winter sky. The windows take up most of two walls; the rest of the space is largely empty, the star of the show a glowingly polished hardwood floor perfect for dancing.

There's a cluster of low-slung couches and chairs at one end of the room, velvet and leather and very inviting. They're situated by the fireplace, which lends them a cozy glow-- though it isn't cold anywhere in here, despite the windows.

Aphrodite is very proud of a few things about tonight:

1) The music, which spans a decent range of time periods and tempos, and will be playing for most of the evening.
2) The decorations, understated but quite lovely: softly glowing lights, silver and gold ribbons wound around columns and draped from the ceiling ... the occasional strategically placed bit of mistletoe.
3) Her dress.

And yes, darlings, there is a very well stocked bar and counter full of snacks.

That's what happens when you enlist the Three Graces to help you plan your shindigs.

Comments

[master_bruce]

He likes it when they're like this. Nothing to interrupt. Just them.

'Yeah.'

He tilts his head so his cheek, just barely, touches her hair.



'Wanting to change is easier than having to.'

[cutting_edgex23]

X shifts her own position a little, resting a little more of her weight against him.

"Yes. If you know how to want."

Her hand is still twined with his.

She shows no sign of letting go.

[master_bruce]

He's quiet for a long time; long enough that the noise of the party seems to fade to a dull murmur. He just sits, and holds her hand.

And then;











'I love you.'

[cutting_edgex23]

Her fingers don't tighten on his, though she spends a few long moments studying his face.

Then X leans up, pressing her mouth to his very gently, and stays there for a small space of time.

And before moving back --











"You do not make me miserable."

[master_bruce]

A grin spreads across his face. Just for a second, he touches his forehead to hers.

'I'm glad.'

His fingers tighten on hers, just a little. He doesn't feel the need to add anything more. She knows.

[cutting_edgex23]

Her own fingers tighten in their turn, even as a little more of her weight settles against him.

She does know.

And she is not planning on going anywhere. Not right now.

And not any time soon.