Christmas eve at the little workshop (open) - Creator's Workshop

It still felt very good in fact...
"You're doing a very good job at it..." Teddy murmured under her breath, her lips brushing against the corner of his neck when she spoke, a slender leg brushing against his and wrapping around it as if wanting to get closer than she already was. Not that she could really get closer.
"Oh right t... oh..." she let out a soft whimper that was muffled when she bit down on her lip again.

His hands didn't stop. They continued to stroke and knead the muscles of her back, from shoulder to her hips. He smiled, nuzzling against her as he rubbed, his hands slow and methodical. "I think you like me."

The light blush was noticeable...
"I do..." she whispered, her body moving slowly to press against him, against his hands as they moved up and down her back. "A lot.."

He smiled at her, the brush and press of her body against his not going unnoticed. His hands, though, didn't stray from their work. They didn't even pause. "Good. I like that."

The soft sounds of pleasure continued to escape her lips as his hands continued to work was testament to just how much she enjoyed his caress. Her body continuing to yield and brush against his, moving into his touch, against him.
A gentle hand entwined in his hair as she continued to just enjoy his touch for as long as he'd let her have it.

Unless she stopped him, he would continue until the sun rose. Until she fell asleep in his arms, with his hands gently roaming over her back, massaging her gently. Once in a while, a soft kiss would be placed against her forehead, lightly against her temple in a gesture of affection. He was... comfortable. Very comfortable, which may have been a little odd.

She wouldn't stop him. It felt too good, both his touches and his embrace, just being held and being close. So she would indeed fall asleep in his arms as day came, the smile continuing to linger even as she stopped moving and turned silent and still.

Once the day sleep had taken her, as mildly disturbing as holding what amounted to a dead body in his arms was, he didn't let go of her. He stopped rubbing, instead, and continued to hold her when he fell asleep himself.

Chances were he'd be up long before she, and she really had been serious when she said she was a heavy sleeper. Most kindred were, but chances of her waking up even with him moving around the place? Practically zero from the looks of it.
So until the sun set, there wouldn't be as much as a sound from her. Or from Diego it would seem, as he, at some point after they'd fallen asleep, had crawled up onto the bed and laid down on one of the pillows.

When she finally did stir though, it was a with a soft sound as she bit her lip and blinked lazily, lifting a hand to brush the back of it across her eyes as she tried to focus.
Morning person (because evening person just didn't work)? Teddy? Not so much it would seem.

She woke... to him smiling at her. While he had been awake for a little bit already, he hadn't moved. He hadn't gotten up to move around, or anything of the sort. He was just there, watching her... waiting for her eyes to open. Because he wasn't certain of the time, and he didn't want her to wake to him not there with her.

And that? That was the best way the blond could've pictured waking up. The smile that spread across her lips one of warmth and happiness as she reached out to brush her fingers across his cheek.
"Hey... did you sleep well?"

The Caitiff looked, well, like she always did except for her hair. Her hair was longer though not by much, not more than two, maybe three inches more than the length she normally kept it at, though it was enough to give her a slightly more girly look perhaps as all those soft blond curls framed her face. Almost as if a bit Marilyn Monroe styled really.
That and there was the silly little detail of the nail on her right index finger. She still had those neatly manicured nails, but that one was chipped. It was always chipped when she woke up.

If he noticed the subtle changes, it didn't show. Granted, he knew that men were supposed to notice the subtle changes in their women, but there was a chance he just didn't notice. Or he did notice, and he decided that it was different for Kindred women. Either way, he was smiling when her eyes came open, one hand sliding up to brush through her hair. "I did. You?"

The fingers that had touched his cheek brushed across the back of his neck and eased into his hair as the arching of her back pressed her body lightly up against his.
"Yes..." that single words so full of happiness as she smiled at him.

His arms went around her a bit more as she pressed herself up against him. She didn't need to be smooshed there, just closer than she had been previously, One hand slid over her lower back, then back up toward her neck. Just a gentle touch, a light caress. His eyes, though, stayed on hers. Leaning close, he kissed the tip of her nose. "Good. Should I make breakfast?"

The blond chuckled, drawing her breath as he held her close.
"My place... means I make you breakfast, and you just relax" she smiled at him. "If you want.. there's room enough in the shower for two" just barely, but still. "I could scrub your back"

He chuckled, running his hand through her hair. "Breakfast first, then shower?"

Teddy leaned in, touching her lips to his as she closed her eyes, letting the sensation linger for a little bit before pulling back.
"Mm, deal" she smiled at him. "I'm just gonna mmm, get a little more clothes on" the blond chuckled, brushing her hand across his cheek again and taking another moment to simply gaze into those wonderful blue eyes of his before moving as if to slip away from him.

His touch against her lingered. He didn't stop her from leaving, but his touch suggested that he didn't really want her to leave the bed yet. He laughed quietly, and his words gave just a little more proof to the fact that he had no interest in letting go of her just yet. "Why? You're covered. Mostly."

"I..." she'd only gotten as far as push herself up on one arm, her blue eyes still on his as she chewed on her lip softly. "Mmm... is this where I ask you what exactly you had in mind for breakfast?" she chuckled, a playful smile to her lips as she tapped the tip of a manicured finger on his nose.

He laughed, his head tilting so he could playfully snap his teeth at her finger as it touched his nose. He shook his head, looking her in the eye. "Still a ghoul. Still need real food, remember? I was thinking maybe some waffles or pancakes, maybe some bacon. I just like watching you move, and wearing not a whole lot as you wander around the kitchen."

Her lips parted, and the words? Well the words didn't really want to come as she looked at him for a few moments and then laughed.
"I'll make you anything you want" the blond smiled at him. "And I'll even do so not wearing much if you like but..." Teddy leaned in close again, the finger tracing the line of his jaw to come to rest under his chin while she brushed her lips across his softly. "I'm not going to risk getting butter on my new lingerie... or have it smelling like bacon" she chuckled. "So let me change hm?"
He made it so easy to feel comfortable... and playful. That? That was all him.

He started to laugh. With a gentle hand, he reached up to cup her cheek, nodding his agreement to her. "That sounds wonderful, actually. I'll even come and help you." What do you know... a man who likes to cook.

The hand that traveled along his arm and came to rest on his hand as it cupped her cheek was gentle and soft. The smile across her lips likewise as she turned her head just enough to kiss the palm of his hand before slowly, gently, slipping away from him and off the bed.
Her eyes though couldn't help but linger on him even as she stretched slightly, bit her lip and moved the few steps to the bathroom door.

"I'll be quick" Teddy smiled at him and disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her though not locking it.

Her disappearance into the bathroom meant that he was once again alone with his thoughts. He stretched, listening to his back pop and feeling the sweet burn that was his muscles being stretched. He didn't groan, though. It was odd, waking up in a bed not your own. Though he didn't complain in the least, It was something sweet, something precious to him, that a Kindred would trust him enough to let him be around them when they were at their most vulnerable. And if that Kindred happened to be a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty? All the better.

After a good stretch, he rose to a sitting position. So that he could swing his legs over the side of the bed. He was planning on reaching for a pair of pants from his bag, though they were the comfortable, soft pants that were more intended to be pajamas rather than actual clothing that he could go out in. It was Christmas Day... he could relax and be comfortable for a little while and no one would notice.

By the time she would make it out of the bathroom, even if she only happened to take a few moments, he would have been in the kitchen, making coffee to wake up to.

He'd find the little pods for the coffee machine up on the top shelf of the cabinets. That annoying top shelf the blond could barely reach if she stood on her toes. But it was a small kitchen, so every little nook and space was used as best she could to make room for everything. And considering she had both hot chocolate, tea and four sorts of coffee pods for the machine, she really had to use the top shelf. In addition, a bunch more tea of various sorts was tucked in next to the coffee.

He probably would have about enough time to get a cup of coffee started before she came around the corner again, dressed, as she'd promised, in well, not too much. She'd changed into a white tank top and a pair of green Hello Kitty panties, and nothing else really. She hadn't even bothered putting on any slippers though the wooden floors didn't really get all cold so it wasn't much of a problem anyways.

The curls though? They were still there, seeing as cutting her hair would've taken too much time and wasn't exactly high on her priority list. It was Christmas Day, she was home, she wasn't going anywhere. And better yet. She'd gotten to wake up in the arms of her lover, and now? She got to spend the evening him.

"Approved?" Teddy smiled at him, tilting her head to the side and holding her hands out slightly to the side so he could see what she was wearing.