MHA #6, Valentine's Day Evening

[arboreal_priestess]

It was Valentine's Day and while it wasn't their first Valentine's Day together, the last one had still been early enough on that neither of them had really known what they were doing. As a couple. This time, however, 'I love you's' had been exchanged and so had keys, he'd met her family, he hadn't run screaming from her family, and he'd even rescued her from a snake cult. Those were a lot of relationship milestones right there, even if some were Price-exclusive.

So tonight she'd sent the mice off to gorge on cake and cheese in their closet in the spare room, turned the lights to dim, turned some slow music on, and started cooking dinner. The one flaw in her holiday plans so far was that she'd naively assumed that 'an ability to cook basic food' meant that she was fully qualified to cook elaborate romantic meals.

She was vastly learning that this was in error.

"What? Emulsify? I've got a spatula and a slotted spoon, how the hell am I supposed to do that?!"

[For the boyfriend!]

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[firstofitskind]

A few minutes he could do. Probably.

“Never let it be said I can’t follow orders,” he murmured, shifting positions so that he could lay beside her, trailing lazy kisses across her skin between words.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Now I almost regret mentioning it," Verity said, casting a lazy eye over him. "You look so good...it's all I can do not to straddle your hips and see if I can't come again."

Wasn't often that happened, but wouldn't be the first time.

[firstofitskind]

"Your call," Liam said, grinning. "M'yours to do as you please."

[arboreal_priestess]

"It's like my birthday came early," Verity murmured, bending down to kiss him again, her hand straying down to him to...play. Just a bit. "But no..." she said, a few moments later, drawing her hand away again. "I wanna see your face."

She rolled over on the bed, the movement sparking languid protest from her body which was quite sated and happy just where it was, thank you very much, and reached under the bed - you're welcome for the view, Liam - pulling out a decent-sized gift, all wrapped up and tidy.

[firstofitskind]

Liam made a token noise of protest as she pulled her hand away, but then she was bending over the edge of the bed and he was shifting so that he lay on his side, one hand propping up his head as he watched.

And then- oooh, present. Wrapped and everything. Would that ever stop being a novelty? Not anytime soon, that's for sure.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Happy Valentine's Day," she said, handing it over to him. "Hope you like it."

It had been...kind of a risk, considering they'd never really discussed it. But from certain things he'd said...certain things he'd responded to...Verity was pretty sure she'd read him right.

[firstofitskind]

Liam unwrapped the package with careful precision, setting the paper aside with a strange amount of care for someone who'd tossed clothes on the floor haphazardly not too long ago.

He lifted the lid off the box, peered at what was inside, and then let out a soft: "Oh," as he realized what he was holding, a shy little smile lighting his features as he looked back up at her. "We should absolutely give this a try," he decided.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity lit up, glad that she'd chosen correctly. "Why don't I get this situated," she said, leaning in to kiss him as she removed the toy from its box. "And then we can see just what happens, huh?"

[firstofitskind]

It took some experimentation, mostly because Verity’s narrative was right, they hadn’t discussed this before, but the end result was that it was overall a fantastic success. And so now it was Liam’s turn to sprawl, boneless and satisfied, as he waited for his breathing to return to normal.

“Good god, I love you,” he managed finally.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Hmmm, I know," Verity said smugly, setting everything aside to be cleaned later in favor of curling up on his chest. "You were very fervent and vocal about it earlier."

[firstofitskind]

Yeah, cleanup could wait for a bit. Liam wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Had to be sure you knew how I felt, is all.”

[arboreal_priestess]

"So, just in case I'm not entiiiiirely clear," Verity teased, "...I did good?"

[firstofitskind]

“I didn’t reallt know what to expect,” Liam admitted. “But I’d say you knocked it out of the park.” Ooh, sports metaphors,

[arboreal_priestess]

The girl at the store had offered a lot of suggestions, too; apparently Verity would have to go back and thank her for them.

"Then I'll add it to the repertoire?" she asked, holding her face up for another kiss.

[firstofitskind]

"Yes," Liam murmured against her lips. "As long as you had fun too."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Oh, I had fun," Verity assured him. "Watching your every reaction was gold. You're very responsive, you know." She nipped his bottom lip. "I like that."

[firstofitskind]

"You make me feel things I never knew I could," Liam replied honestly. And he wasn't just talking about their sex life, now. "I like that."

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity knew that he was talking about the grander scheme - hell, she felt the same way - but she couldn't resist waggling her eyebrows at him anyway. "Damn right I did," she declared.

[firstofitskind]

"Yeah," Liam said, with a deeply satisfied sigh. His expression then turned thoughtful. "You know, if there's ever anything else you'd want to try, I'm game." A pause, and then he amended: "Well. Almost anything."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Almost anything?" Verity asked. "Where's the line for you?"

Seemed important to know.

[firstofitskind]

"Not crazy about anything that involves being held down," he admitted.

Pinned up against the wall? Totally fine, and actually pretty damn hot. But being pinned down was another matter entirely.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity nodded. "What if I wanted to be?" she asked, head tilted.

Not that that was really her thing, but it seemed prudent to ask.

[firstofitskind]

"If it's something you wanted..." Liam started, fingers of one hand idly tracing random patterns across her skin. "Yeah?" Making your answer sound like a question was hardly definitive, Liam.

[arboreal_priestess]

"You don't sound very sure," Verity said softly, bringing her hand up to cup his cheek.

[firstofitskind]

"I don't see the appeal," he admitted, leaning in to that touch. The very idea made his stomach churn, honestly. He remembered the way he'd reacted the time Street had tackled him, just as a joke, and it was not an experience he wanted to repeat. "But I'm not oblivious to the fact that it's a turn-on for others." Despite a relative lack of personal sexual experience. He'd done research, you see.