Afterglow: From the 2/14 celebrations (Meg, Derek)

[Meg A Ohm]

Meg opened her eyes and blinked tiredly. It took her several moments to realize exactly where she was. It took only a couple of more seconds to remember what had been done. And with whom.

Derek lay next to her, seemingly also asleep. Even if it turned out to be a single encounter, she had to admit that he was a tender lover, something she had missed over the last few years. She nestled further into his arms, sighing contentedly, and kissed his nose lightly.

[Derek Scott]

Derek blinked lazily, looking around, taking in the surroundings again. The rough stone room, warmly (though sparsely) decorated, the discarded togas near the entrance, most of all the naked girl between the silky sheets with him. "Well hello there," he said, his voice a little raspy as he woke up. "Hope I didn't oversleep on you," he added with a little smile, trailing his fingers up her back.

[Meg A Ohm]

Meg shivered at the touch and couldn't help but giggle a little. "No, no. I just woke up myself. I'm not even sure what day it is, much less what time." She stretched, giving a light groan as stiff muscles complained about being awakened. "How are you doing?"

[Derek Scott]

Derek lazily and gently started working the muscles in her arms and neck as she stretched. "Oh, I'm doing great, how about you?" Derek definitely didn't seem to be in a hurry to get up.

[Meg A Ohm]

"Much better, with you doing that," she purred. Meg shifted to allow Derek easier access to her neck and shoulders.

[Derek Scott]

"Mmm, happy to oblige," Derek said, rolling a little and starting on her back. "You have nice skin, you know that?"

[Meg A Ohm]

"Thank you." Meg lifted her hair, which had become unbound during their 'fun', off her shoulders and laid her head down on her crossed arms. "I've tried to keep it clear, but traveling is not always easy on it. And, just for the record, you have a great... massage technique."

[Derek Scott]

"One of those nice skills that's part business, part pleasure," he teased, rolling a little more until she was on her stomach and he was pushing himself up over her. "I have to make sure I don't get my first complaint, after all," he teased as he started on her lower back, moving his way on up.

[Meg A Ohm]

"I don't think you're in any danger of getting a complaint from me, whatsoever." At this point, her muscles already had the consistency of jello. "I'd be happy to give you an 'exceeds all requirements' qualification, if you want."

[Derek Scott]

Derek chuckled, working his way back down to her waist. "Mmm, that's good to know, I aim to please." A little more awake now, and feeling a little more playful, he pressed his lips against her lower back, kissing his way slowly up toward her neck.

[Meg A Ohm]

Though she hissed between her teeth, Meg managed to respond with "If you keep doing that, we're likely to...pass out again. God knows when we'll wake up the next time."

[Derek Scott]

Derek chuckled. "Mmm... so? Did you have somewhere you needed to be?"

[Meg A Ohm]

"Not really, though I didn't want things to be a problem if you had anything going on yourself."

[Derek Scott]

"Not trying to get rid of me, are you?" he chuckled. She'd feel a sort of scratchy tickle as a wave of crystal grew across her back, dissolving just as quickly out from his finger as he traced it down her spine.

[Meg A Ohm]

She flinched at the unexpected sensation, but settled quickly as it passed. "It take it that mind-bending massages aren't actually your mutant power?" she asked with a chuckle.

[Derek Scott]

Derek scoffed. "Of course not. I got that the honest way," he said, sliding down next to her, his hand running along her hip.

[Meg A Ohm]

"So, just out of curiosity, what is?" she asked as she placed a hand over his own, though it wasn't to stop his exploration.

[Derek Scott]

In answer, he held out his other hand, and the black crystals started growing in his hand. He didn't put much into them, so they fell apart after a few seconds to be replaced by new formations. She might also, now that she was looking (and not otherwise occupied) notice that in the dark, the tiny crystal specks in his skin (that were generally unnoticeable) shimmered.

[Meg A Ohm]

"Cool!" she said. "So what do they do?"

[Derek Scott]

He shrugged. "I make a knife, it's a knife. I make a glass, it's a glass. Whatever I want them to do, pretty much."

[Meg A Ohm]

"Must be nice to have that kind of variety literally at hand."

[Derek Scott]

"It's a paramedic's dream. Don't need to worry about anyone getting jostled or hurt in transport." A trail of crystal links started growing from his fingertip, which he trailed up her back. "Plus... well, it can be fun, too," he said slyly.

[Meg A Ohm]

Meg laughed at the feeling of the crystals as they formed along her back. "Do you think you could teach me to do massages? I mean, I know that I'll never be as good as you at it, but it'd be nice to return the favor somehow."

[Derek Scott]

"Don't know how good a teacher I am, but I'll give it a shot," he said. "So," he added, smiling a little as he toyed with her hair, "What to do now..."

[Meg A Ohm]

"Well, since we don't know what time it is, I'd say we make the best of it before someone comes in and tells us that it's Monday. Or at least until we're hungry enough to have to step out an get some food." She ran a hand across his chest. "And we work on getting you sore enough for me to learn some massage techniques."

[Derek Scott]

"You know, I really like the way you think," Derek mused, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her against him to kiss her.

[Meg A Ohm]

This time, they managed to stay awake afterward, though Meg had to admit that the second time around was more passionate, if no less energetic.

"I stand by my statement earlier about 'exceeds all requirements'".

[Derek Scott]

"That has to be pretty good, for not knowing what the expectations were," Derek teased, smoothing his fingers through her hair as they relaxed in the afterglow.

[Meg A Ohm]

"Then again, I haven't had a good romp in a long time. My standards might be a bit lower than some," she teased.

[Derek Scott]

"Now here I'd been figuring that you just haven't had a good romp because you have high standards," Derek teased.

[Meg A Ohm]

"What can I say? When you're right, you're right."

[Derek Scott]

"So... should we go refuel? A good meal's usually a good idea after a good workout," he chuckled.

[Meg A Ohm]

Her answer came from the growl of her stomach. "I guess that settles that."

[Derek Scott]

Derek chuckled, then stretched off the bed to get their togas. "Time to see who else is still out there, I suppose," he said.

[Meg A Ohm]

"I wouldn't be surprised to find out that most of them are still recovering from all this." She stood up and joined him. "I think this time, though, I'm going to go easy on the wine."