Spoiled (Charlie/Open) - The White Tower

"Can't let it just burn a hole in your pocket, either, sugar. Or when the next Depression hits, you're shit out of luck," she chuckled, moving her fingers to the side of his neck and gently massaging.

"Strangely enough I've never had trouble finding work"
Charlie pushed himself up so that he could rest on his elbows while looking up at her, supporting his weight on his arms even as he leaned into her touch. "Money, like a lot of things, comes and goes. Just enjoy it while it lasts"

"I tend to give all my money away," she smiled to him, opening her eyes to look upon him sweetly.

"Good thing I have plenty to spend on you then"
He moved slowly up her until he could rest one hand next to her head and brush the back of the other across her cheek.

"If you keep lavishing me with gifts, you'll never get rid of me, darling." She grinned, kissing his hand and holding it against her cheek. "Is that what you want?"

"No such thing as forever" he leaned her head back slightly with his hand still at her cheek. "But I'll take the time I'm given..." the youth smiled as he leaned in and touched his lips to her other cheek. "And the longer you stay? Mmm.. the better"

"Forever would just get boring anyway," she smiled an even bigger smile when his lips found her skin.

Charlie gently rolled over on his side, pulling her with him so that he could rest his head on the pillow while looking at her. A slender hand moving to her hair, playing with a few locks of it and easing his fingers through it with a content smile.

She leaned in to kiss him softly, lips barely touching as she moved her arms around him. She snuggled up close to him, fingers tracing his bandages again. Slowly she tugged at them, trying to undo them and pull them off-- or at the very least loosen them.

"Get comfortable. Next few nights might be long ones."

When she tugged at the bandages, he gently nudged her hands to the right places that would allow her to loosen them. Helping her unwrap and slide them off his body before throwing them aside and getting comfortable again with a smile.

"Anything special in mind?" Charlize asked, resting her hand under Cass' chin with a touch of her manicured thumb brushing across her skin.

"No," she shook her head, hands sliding up the sides of her body to feel her with a smooth, cool touch. "Just a gut feeling. And my gut is almost always right."

Cass kissed the tip of Charlize's nose and then her forehead and pulled her close. "I want to be ready for anything. Good or bad."

The youth wrapped her arms around her in response to her touch, closing her eyes and curling up close to her as she simply leaning into the other woman's embrace.
"I'll be right here with you.." she sighed against the Rose's soft skin.

Cass laughed lightly, happily, caressing her skin in soft circles as she closed her eyes sleepily.

"You better be," she sighed. "Or I'll be an unhappy little Rose, hm?"

"Can't have that..." came the softly smiling answer as she touched her lips to Cass' chest. "Not when your smile brighten my night the way it does"

"And you... you bring so much passion," she smiled. "You've brightened so many of my nights. Precious Charlie."

The youth drew her breath, traced a hand up the Rose's back with a gentle touch and exhaled again with a soft content sight.

Again she pressed her lips to Charlize's forhead and slowly began to let herself drift off, keeping a comfortable hold on the woman.

And as day came, Charlize drifted off without a word.

And Cass was gone when Charlie woke up the next evening, having left a kiss on her cheek-- visible by the thin sheen of a dark pink lipstick.

(Scene)

(Hehehe Scene + extremely happy receptionist. ^_^)