Scott's arms automatically encircled his wife. Anger at the thought of what these Dharma monsters had done flared. Scott quickly reined it in. If this was the only way Ami could communicate with him, he wasn't going to ruin it with pointless anger. /I guess we are dreaming,/ he replied. /You feel perfectly healthy. In reality you're... recovering./
Scott tangled his fingers in Ami's soft curls to distract himself as much as her. Ami leaned into his touch with a purr. After a few moments she pulled back. After tracing her cheekbones with his fingertips he captured her mouth with his. He didn't want to wake up.
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[Scott] Back to... what passes for normal (tag Ami)
Date: 2006-08-20 05:40 pm (UTC)Scott tangled his fingers in Ami's soft curls to distract himself as much as her. Ami leaned into his touch with a purr. After a few moments she pulled back. After tracing her cheekbones with his fingertips he captured her mouth with his. He didn't want to wake up.