Oops (Morrison)

[Lexine Sullivan]

That was definitely one of the best showers she had ever had and it topped her list of favourite things to do and something she would have to try again soon. Having washed up after their fun she had requested for a toothbrush and had cleaned up whilst he had fished about for towels- making sure to swill her mouth out thoroughly as she did so. As he wrapped the towel tightly around her she relaxed back into him, a small smile crossing over her lips as he kissed her ear. "I know you don't think so, But you are amazing." She rolled her eyes but said nothing about his comment since she always replied with the same 'No I'm not'. She wished he wouldn't keep saying things like that since she just couldn't allow himself to believe him but no matter...

As he lifted her up again she gave a small growl at him before wrapping her arms around his neck, only letting go to open the door to his room when he stopped at it. Once she was safely on his bed she watched as he moved about getting his clothes together and as he placed her clothes next to her she looked at them for a moment or two before looking at him as he sat next to her, pulling on his jeans and just for a moment she wished that they were back in the bathroom...

"What would you like for breakfast?"

Breakfast? She could honestly say she had not even thought about eating...food. He did not count. A small and amused smile crossed over her lips as she looked at him and he had to be stupid if he didn't know what she was thinking about at the particular moment in time. She soon snapped out of it and focused on the present. "Anything. I'm not fussy." Nor was she particularly hungry but she figured it was best to just go along with it since it would stop him thinking she was now starving herself along with everything else. And it would take her mind off the fact that she hadn't had a fag since sometime yesterday afternoon....

She shooed him off the bed and out into the hallway, kissing him briefly just before he was out of the room. "Go cook," She told him before she turned her attentions to what she was going to wear.

Picking at her leather outfit from her fight she pondered wearing it before dismissing the idea...it was probably for the best if she didn't wear that today... She then lifted the shirt she had borrowed until she vaguely remembered the slightly far off look he had taken on when he had seen her in it and decided that was probably not the best idea either- although she had no idea what the story to the clothing was and she wasn't sure she wanted to know since it must have belonged to a woman. The thought that another woman had touched Morrison made the green eyed monster rear its ugly head. Stop thinking about it. Finally she padded over to his closet and rooted about for something of his that was obviously not a favourite top of expensive. It took a minute or two but she eventually found a shirt that looked as if it had been there for months and he had forgotten he had bought it.

Slipping the shirt on she buttoned it up before grabbing the towel and began to dry her hair until she was satisfied that it wasn't going to soak the top she wore. For a brief moment she considered slipping her underwear on before deciding that she better since anyone could walk in on them...and she didn't trust her wolf to not attempt something.

A few minutes later and she was ready to go meet him in the kitchen where the faint aroma of food was starting to make her a little hungry and as she entered the kitchen she was greeted to the sight of him cooking and as she lent against the door frame a lazy smile drifted over her lips.

"Hmm...I could get used to that.."

[Morrison Whelan]

Dragging the towel off of his hair, Morrison glanced over at the woman, placing the towel in his lap and waiting for her reply. He caught her eyes when she looked up at him and grinned back at the smile that she shot him. Oh god, not this again, they’d never get out of this room if they couldn’t get their heads on other things... Perhaps if he just stopped thinking, he wouldn’t feel that urge to shove Lexi back into the bed.

At least she could get her mind straight for a few seconds, thank goodness. "Anything. I'm not fussy." After sighing softly, the wolf smiled over at her, saying, “Sounds good then.” He supposed that he could satisfy his own craving –for food, that would be- and not have to worry about what the woman preferred. She might not even be that hungry which would mean for him, though he had enough food in the apartment that he really didn’t have to worry about that, unless Iivan got up... He hoped that he wouldn’t.

Well, he supposed that he should be off to the kitchen now, breakfast wasn’t going to cook itself. Though, he would rather stay with Lexi, she still didn’t have clothes on... She had other ideas however, as she shooed him off of the mattress and out of the room. He hovered briefly by the door after she kissed him and told him to "Go cook," but the thought of cooking and food got his stomach feeling hungry and he was able to move away.

Not letting his mind linger on anything from earlier that morning, Morrison started opening cupboards and pulling things out as soon as he stepped foot in the kitchen. Within a few minutes, he had a pan heating up on the stove, bread waiting in the toaster, and eggs and bacon sitting next to the stove top. This was probably going to be one of the best breakfasts either of them had had in a while, considering that breakfast at Lexi’s had never been a huge affair. Perhaps he could set the table for them too, or they could just sit at the island to eat.

Morrison had just placed the bacon in the pan when he heard the woman’s footsteps moving down the hall and toward the kitchen. He turned slightly to see her as she stopped in the doorway, smiling at what she was wearing. He’d completely forgotten that he owned that shirt, it had been shoved to the back of the closet for at least 6 months, and now he remembered why. It was light pink. At last it looked nice on Lexi, it went with her hair.
"Hmm...I could get used to that..."

“Yah?” he asked, turning back to the stove and placing the grease catching mesh screen (whatever it was called) over the pan to keep the bacon from spitting everywhere. “Good.” He left the bacon cooking and walked over to Lexi. Without asking for permission, he grabbed up the hem of the shirt to check if she was wearing anything underneath. She was. “You’re no fun,” he sighed before leaning in and pecking her cheek. Grinning, he moved back away from her to go to the cupboard that housed plates and cups. He took out two matching cups and plates then set them all down on the counter then also got out two forks and two knives and placing one of each on the plates. They weren’t the prettiest place settings ever, but they weren’t having a formal breakfast exactly, Lexi wasn’t even wearing a complete set of clothes.

Morrison now turned back to his pan to turn the bacon over, finding that it was crisping up nicely. “So,” he said, glancing over that the human, “this isn’t going to be done for another 10 minutes.” He turned all the way to look at her and rested a hand on the counter. “You could sit yourself in front of the tv,” he said, waving a hand toward the direction of the living room that the kitchen opened up into, “or you can stay here and watch me, not that that’d be much fun.” The wolf gave her a playful grin and scratched at his chin, which really needed a shave.

[Lexine Sullivan]

Lexi liked the way his eyes swept over her, despite knowing that nothing was going to happen at the moment since she wasn't sure she had it in her to have another round with him...that shower had relaxed some muscles and had gotten rid of the pain of the fight but it had been replaced with a pleasant throb that told her she needed to take it easy for at least a few hours. Or until they had eaten. So as he moved to her she did nothing but look at him and as he bent over to look under the hem of the shirt she blushed slightly, “You’re no fun,” Her eyes widened before she glared playfully at him. "You are such a pervert....like I was going to walk about with no knickers." She rolled her eyes at him as he moved away to check the food.

As he moved to get plates and things set out she moved further into the kitchen, watching in interest as he did so. She liked watching him be like this it made her a little special...if only because she couldn't really remember the last time someone had actually cooked for her- it must have been back when...Back when they had been alive. She blinked back any sort of tear that might have formed and instead concentrated on what he was saying.

“You could sit yourself in front of the tv,”

She wrinkled her nose slightly as he said it already making her mind up on that one. If he hadn't noticed she wasn't the kind of girl who liked sitting around and doing nothing and watching TV was one of those things she found rather distasteful. It killed brain cells! Hell, even her TV at home had barely been on and the DVDs she owned were still wrapped up in the plastic! She needed to keep busy in order to keep the memories at bay.

“or you can stay here and watch me, not that that’d be much fun.”

She thought about it for a moment before she moved to the counter and lifted herself up onto the stool. "I'll stay here," She gave a small grin as she stared at him, her head tilted to the side and as her still slightly damp and now curling hair fell over her shoulder the laughter in her eyes was apparent. " should get you a frilly pink apron." She teased lightly as her imagination easily conjured up the images and she gave a small giggle as she did so, hiding her mouth behind her hand as if it would stop him from hearing it- afterall, it wasn't often she laughed, heck even the smiles were usually few and far between" "I think you could look...sexy."

Despite it being highly amusing to picture him in a pink apron and nothing else her mind was soon drifting back onto other things and the one hand moved to touch at her throat slightly as her mind wandered. She still wanted to know who his housemate was and how long it would take for them to get up. Hold on...his housemate had better not be who she thought it was...

"Who do you live with anyway?" As if to show that she was dreading his answer her eyes had moved to the knife closest to her hand and her fingers twitched slightly, not able to hide her discomfort about being unarmed. However, despite her discomfort she made a great effort not to pick the cutlery up to use as an impromptu weapon. She was getting there...slowly.

[Morrison Whelan]

That grin stayed plastered on his face when Morrison moved away from Lexi and into the kitchen, chuckling softly to himself at the woman's comment about his being a pervert. He really had to disagree with that, he thought he was just being a normal man. Well, a normal werewolf, they were a bit different than your usual run-of-the-mill human male, they seemed to be more daring because they could get away with it. At least he could, with Lexi. He briefly wondered if she'd actually go without those panties if he asked her to, but then he reasoned that this might make her a bit uncomfortable, especially if she had to sit down anywhere, she'd make the seat forever smell like her. Though he couldn't see why that would be a bad thing.

Ah, he had to stop thinking about Lexi and her smells, the feeling of her, how she looked. He had to make breakfast, goddamit! It was not helping that she wasn't wearing pants at the moment and he had to bite his tongue to keep from asking to put some on because he rather liked her this way, even if it was terribly distracting. So he was fairly glad when she planted herself behind the counter, hiding the view of her legs. "I'll stay here," He shot her an approving look, taking in the sight of her sparkling eyes and tousled pink hair before turning back to his cooking and leaning over to grab up the bread. "should get you a frilly pink apron." Morrison grinned widely, laughing good-humoredly at her suggestion, and started placing the bread in the toaster. "I think you could look...sexy." Again, he laughed, swinging his hips a little at the word 'sexy'. Perhaps he could be coaxed to get an apron on when he cooked, not a pink and frilly one per-say, afraid that might make him feel not-so-manly, but maybe one that sported the words "Kiss the Cook" or something along those lines. That would be nice of him and he'd love to hear that laugh of Lexi's again, it was such a sweet but foreign sound.

Busy with the toast and bacon, Morrison didn't notice the woman touching her neck or the change in her expression. It was only when she spoke that he realized that she was getting worried. "Who do you live with anyway?"

The wolf's grin faded away and he paused as he moved to the cupboards to get another plate. He'd been hoping that he wouldn't have to deal with explaining that Iivan lived with him, at least not today. It seemed reasonable to him that they could have gone on like this until late in the afternoon without the other wolf waking up and then Lexi would have left before she even had to know that a man she hated was on the property. Well, it was better to deal with it earlier than later at least.

With a sigh, Morrison turned around and stepped over to the bar, resting his arms on the counter top and looking Lexi straight in the eyes now that they were at eye level with each other. "I live with Iivan, that wolf with the screwy nose," he sighed softly and tilted his head. "you don't have to be scared of him though, Lex." He grabbed up one of the woman's hands, running his fingers slowly over hers. "You know how they say that spiders are as afraid of you as you are of them? Well, that's true with Iivan at least, he's terrified of you." The man smiled a bit and glanced quickly behind him to make sure he wasn't burning anything. "Besides," Morrison said, looking back to Lexi, "that man's even more scared that I'm on your side." He smiled widely for a second then lifted her hand up to his lips, kissing her finger tips in reassurance.

"He won't be up for hours anyway," he said, slowly pulling away from her, "so you really don't have to worry about seeing him." Morrison kissed her fingers again then let her go so that he could check on his cooking. The bacon was perfect by now, so he pushed it off of the element, letting it cool down a little bit before tipping the meat onto a plate that he pulled out of a cupboard then pouring off the grease that was left into the plugged up sink to be cleaned up later. "How do you want your eggs?" the wolf asked, turning to look over at Lexi with a smile. He wanted to get her mind off of the other werewolf and onto to himself and food, since he really didn't want to ruin this morning, it had been going so well.

[Lexine Sullivan]

As soon as Morrison came over to her and looked into her eyes she knew instantly that she really didn't want to know the information she had asked for. So when he said Iivan's name she visibly flinched having not forgotten the last time she had seen the wolf...The thought of the man who had managed to get her into hospital because of a heavy dose of sedatives was not a pleasant one, despite it being the day she also met Morrison. She hoped she wouldn't have to run into him today since she wasn't sure how she would react and with it taking her all of her will power not to go and find a sharper knife than the one on the counter to keep as a weapon it was probably for the best if he didn't turn up.

As Morrison kissed her fingers (again) it calmed her slightly but not by very much. She didn't like feeling vulnerable and she was unused to the feeling of fear so even he couldn't keep her calm enough not to freak out if she clapped eyes on his friend. She would make an effort not to of course but she wasn't going to be held accountable for her actions...

"You know how they say that spiders are as afraid of you as you are of them? Well, that's true with Iivan at least, he's terrified of you."

As he moved away from her to check and dish out bacon she slumped in her seat slightly until her head was resting on her arms on the counter top, leaving her hair spilling over the top and over the edge as she did so. "I'm not afraid of spiders," She muttered although she knew what he was saying. She had heard the expression before but since she couldn't really identify with it it did nothing to sooth her....especially when one of the few things she was afraid of was people like her lover and his friend. The supernatural world was something she had never understood on a deeper level than the fact that they liked to hunt and kill people like her.

"How do you want your eggs?"

She gave a half hearted shrug before realising that since he was looking the other way he couldn't see it. "I don't mind...whatever you have." She wasn't a very fussy eater really unless she had been smoking, drinking of doing drugs heavily in which case she wouldn't eat for hours or even days which caused Bert to freak and try and force feed her. She hoped she wouldn't get like that around Morrison as she did not fancy having him try and feed her. Not like that anyway.

With a huff she pushed herself up straight once again so she was upright. It was as she was doing this that another agonizing cough worked its way up her throat and she forced her body to twist to the side so she didn't cough up over the work top. Covering her mouth she coughed inter her hand, the other wrapping around her stomach as she did so.

Oh god. It hurt! It seemed like it was getting worse and even she had to admit that this was not just some cold, she was really sick but she couldn't admit it aloud. Hell, she still harbored the death wish she had carried ever since her life first started to go to hell.

It was over as quickly as it had started but she kept her eyes closed as she gave a small whine of pain. As she opened her eyes however she could see the small spots of red on her hand and she was on her feet and to the sink hoping that Morrison wouldn't see it.

[Morrison Whelan]

Morrison was not so sure anymore that the feeling from earlier that morning could be saved. Lexi's mood had shifted rather drastically from earlier. She had been laughing and smiling, teasing him! And now, she was all nervous over the possibility of seeing Iivan again. He should have just lied about it so that she wouldn't have gotten upset over all of this and they would have had a perfectly wonderful morning.

"I'm not afraid of spiders,"

The wolf frown slightly, grabbing up the eggs, wondering what this had to do with anything. Well, he supposed that he had mentioned spiders, but still, the comment seemed out of place. Not that he said anything about it; Lexi might just be trying not to think about the other wolf. And Morrison really couldn't blame her for that, or for her fear. Iivan was an intimidating man, even more so when he tried to kill you. Unfortunately, he knew that from first hand experience. Though, that had been a long time ago and it was something that he didn't really like to remember.

"I don't mind...whatever you have."

Oh right, breakfast, that would help. Morrison shot the woman behind him a half-hearted smile, acknowledging what she'd said before he turned back to the stove. He cracked three eggs into the pan, deciding that it would just be the easiest to scramble them. But just as the eggs started to cook, he heard the human behind him start coughing. She hadn't done that in such a long while that he was hoping that she was actually starting to get better. Yet it turned out that she was having no such luck. Damn, she really needed a doctor and he should have forced her to go to one long before then because she was only getting worse. If he let her go on like this, she would die and he wouldn't be able to handle that.

Almost concerned that Lexi would cough up a lung, the wolf shoved the pan off the heat, turned off the stove then turned to see the woman bent over in her seat, holding her stomach. Even from here, he could smell the blood, making his face twist for a moment in concern and anxiety. However, he pushed the expression back down, not wanting to upset Lexine anymore than she was. If he could avoid it, he wouldn't make a big deal out of her illness today; she needed one day to relax at least somewhat. Would that be too much to ask?

As the woman made her way over to the sink, Morrison simply watched her, only letting the slightest bit of concern show on his face. He wasn't going to mention that he knew she'd coughed up blood again and he let her wash off her hands without comment. When she was done, he handed her a towel to dry her hands then softly grabbed a hold of her farthest shoulder. "I have to take you to a doctor soon," he told her, pulling her a bit closer, "I'd hate for you to get much worse." He leaned over and gently kissed her cheek. "And, I don't like seeing the girl that I love suffer like this." There, he'd gone and said it. Last night when Lexi had said that she loved him, he hadn't replied, having still been too angry with her to admit that he felt the same way.

He held his human in place for a second, kneading his fingers into her shoulder, before kissing her cheek again and letting her go. "Do you still want breakfast?" he asked her, turning the stove back on so he could finish cooking the eggs. Even if she didn't want to eat, he was too hungry not to, especially since he got mean when he was hungry. He was sure that he couldn’t be angry or harsh toward Lexi at the moment, but it was still better to be safe than sorry.

[Lexine Sullivan]

Eugh. She really hated feeling like this. She couldn't understand why the cough wouldn't just leave her alone although even she had to admit that it was more than likely something bad since she didn't think it was just a cold anymore. She just hoped it wasn't anything incurable...because that would just prove to her that her life meant nothing in this world. Not that it did anyway but still...it would be nice to pretend.

As she finished washing her hands off she was only a little surprised to see the towel in front of her face and she followed the arm holding it out to her up to Morrison's face where she could see the worry in his eyes as plain as day although he looked like he was trying to keep it down- although whether it was for her sake or his she wasn't really sure. "Thanks," She cringed slightly as the word came out as nothing more than a croaked whisper and she had to swallow to try and rid the dry feeling in the back of her throat. If the bruise on her throat hadn't been bad enough that cough had thoroughly ruined her voice for a moment or two.

"I have to take you to a doctor soon," A doctor? She hated doctors! Stupid morons could never tell you what was wrong unless you were able to pay for the very expensive fees they charged. Hell, even his friend was no different and since she had been able to diagnose herself better than Jeena had done she wasn't very confidant with the female doctors abilities. Unless he took her to another one...not that that prospect sounded much better.

As he kissed her cheek however she forced herself not to think about the other woman since most of her dislike came from being only a little jealous of the other...although his next words were more than enough to stop all thought processes from taking place. "And, I don't like seeing the girl that I love suffer like this."

For a moment or two she silently gaped at him in shock before her brain kicked back into gear, just as he moved back to the eggs so he missed the smile that spread over her lips as she beamed at his turned back. He loved her. Love! Had she been any other girl she might have danced around the room for a minute but she was much more composed than that and settled to grinning like a moron for a very brief second before his voice pulled her back to the present as he asked if she still wanted to eat anything.

"Yes please," She took a step towards him before stopping and running her tongue over her teeth decided she really needed to swill her mouth out since she could still taste the blood and despite loving him despite his wolf-ishy-ness she did not want to kiss him like this. She wasn't sure she would be able to handle him 'testing out' her blood again. Not that she thought he would but better safe than sorry. "I'll be back in a minute." She escaped before he could say anything else and made her way quickly to the bathroom where she once again borrowed the toothbrush she had used earlier than morning and brushed her teeth until all she could taste was mint. Thank goodness for that!

Once she felt a little cleaner she peered at herself in the mirror and brushed her hair back away from her face, studying her reflection as she did so. She was so plain and ugly...how could he love her? She bit her lip as once again her worries forced themselves to the front of her mind- which was a lot easier to do now that she was alone and away from Morrison. She couldn't understand why he wanted her when there had to be better looking and nicer woman around. Like Jeena. She tangled her fingers into the curls of her hair and pulled slightly before she turned to go back to the kitchen, forcing the negative thoughts back down once more, not wanting him to know that she was really still very insecure when it came to their feelings for one another.

Once back in the kitchen she made sure he wasn't cooking anything before wrapping her arms around him as she hugged him from behind, her hands meeting on his stomach and stealing up his shirt to rest on his taunt stomach. Pressing herself close to him, she rested her head onto the back of his shoulder before closing her eyes and giving a small sigh of contentment. "I love you," She murmured softly as she opened her eyes and moving so that she was now in front of him, her arms moving to his back and still under his shirt. Leaning up she captured his lips for her own as she kissed him. She might just forget about breakfast...

[Morrison Whelan]

Since Morrison had his back turned to Lexi, he didn't see the stupid grin that had become plastered on the girl's face. Though, if he had, he would have laughed. Not because he thought the human's reaction was amusing, but because she would have looked so adorable, being elated over the fact that someone loved her. Finishing with cooking the eggs, he wondered when the last time anyone had told the woman that they loved her. It had probably been a long, long time ago, she might not even remember it since the wolf wasn't too sure that Bert was the sort of man to tell her such a thing. He was sure the other human felt love for her, but whether he would actually admit to it, was a mystery to him.

"Yes please,"

Poking at the nearly cooked eggs, the wolf turned to look at Lexi, taking a slight step back when she moved toward him. However, she seemed to change her mind on whatever she'd been planning on and stopped a little ways from him, licking her teeth. "I'll be back in a minute." Morrison nodded slightly and watched her go with a smile. She'd probably been about to kiss him, which he would have enjoyed, yet he wouldn't have enjoyed that taste of blood that would have still been hanging around in her mouth. It made him very glad that she'd gone to clean out the taste because he didn't want to explain why he wouldn't kiss her, seeing as he wouldn't be able to stand the taste of her blood.

It was good that at least he wouldn't have to dwell on that, there was cooking to finish. With the eggs done, he turned off the heat but left the pan on the burner so that the food wouldn't lose its heat. Then after grabbing the toast out of the toaster, two slices for each of them, he spread each piece with butter before placing them on their plates that were still on the island. Just as he turned back to get the bacon, Lexi was coming back into the room. She looked rather happy, much happier than earlier when she'd asked about Iivan's being here. Perhaps the morning hadn't been ruined after all, they could save it.

Morrison was about to grab up the plate with the bacon on it when the woman came up behind him, wrapping her arms around his hips. He slowly put the plate back down and relaxed into Lexi's hold, his hands dropping down to rest on her own as they found their way under his shirt. His eyes half closed at her touch and he turned his head only slightly as if he'd be able to see her, though her head was leaning on his shoulder blade. "I love you," The wolf grinned softly, lifting his hands from hers as she began to move around him.

"I love you too," he said quietly when she had settled herself in front of him and just before her lips came into contact with his. Tilting his head slightly to the side, the wolf curled an arm around her waist as he kissed her deeper. He didn't care what she thought of herself because he thought that she was beautiful and sweet and clever and a damn good kisser. That might just be his smitten brain speaking, but that was good enough to the truth for him.

After a minute or so of kissing, Morrison pulled away, letting his lips linger near hers for a second before he moved back enough so that he could look down at her. "As much as I would love to continue this," he said, excluding 'in the bedroom', "I think we should eat, or we're going to starve ourselves." With a soft chuckle, he pecked her on the lips then let her go. "Go on and sit down," he told her with a smile, gesturing at the bar. Turning away from her, he went to the fridge to get the milk out and then filled two glasses that he then set on the island counter. With that done, he got the plate of bacon and the eggs, dishing it out equally for the both of them. He thought the portion might be a bit much for Lexi, but if she didn't want to finish all of her food, he would do so for her.

"What do you think?" he asked, taking a seat on the stool next to Lexi, "not that bad of a cook, eh?" He turned to his plate then, ready to eat, before realizing that he hadn't gotten any forks. "Forgetful though," he sighed, jumping off of his seat to fetch them utensils. After handing a fork to his human, he got back onto his chair, starting immediately on his toast, careful not to get crumbs all over his shirt.

[Lexine Sullivan]

Lexi loved it when he brought her body closer, forcing her into a deeper kiss- although 'forced' made it sound like she had no wish to do it...but she did. She liked knowing that there was someone to look out for her and that every now and then she could stop trying to be the strong one. Besides, she liked being wrapped up in his arms feeling like nothing could tear her away- not even his horrible friend! She also loved him telling her he loved her and it made her heart jump and butterflies to take flight in her stomach.

As he pulled away from her however she gave a small huff of disappointment. "As much as I would love to continue this, I think we should eat, or we're going to starve ourselves." She looked at him for a moment before making her way back to her seat where she soon perched herself and rested her head on her fist as she watched him dish the food up. "Spoil sport," She told him as her eyes followed him about the kitchen, watching as he got the milk out of the fridge and as he brought everything over to the counter. She would have been quite happy to forgo the bedroom for another round since she had caught her breath again but she doubted any of them would have taken it well if Iivan had walked in on them...so she made a mental note to try and seduce Morrison in other parts of her own apartment- just because it was open plan didn't make it seem any less sexy or naughty for that matter. Huh, maybe she had a bit of a kink like that.

"What do you think?" He asked her as she picked up a piece of toast and began to nibble on it using it to hide her smile of amusement as he realised there was no cutlery next to the plates. As he jumped up to get said pieces of kitchenware she turned her attentions back to her food and once she had the fork from him she scooped some of the eggs into her mouth and savored the flavours. Hmm. Yum. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten a home cooked breakfast...she tended to have cereal or toast or more often than not nothing at all. This made a nice change to her normal routine although the bruises on her body was not although she made sure to keep that bit as far out of her mind as possible.

"I think you should cook more often," She told him as she moved to try the bacon and once she had finished chewing she grinned and ran her bare leg up against his clothed one. "Still need to get you that apron though." Blatantly ignoring the fact her foot was steadily moving up to his crotch and then back down again she picked up the glass next to her and took a drink. Now that she was eating she felt a lot better than she had and when they had finished she might try and drag him back to his room for another round but then decided that he might want to do something else...she was up for a movie. Maybe. She didn't really watch TV so she had no idea what kind of films were about these days.

"What are we going to do today?" She asked after a few minutes of just eating her food. Since she had no work today (or she did but was trying to ignore the fact) and he didn't seem to be in any rush to go anywhere she was a little stumped about what to do since every morning he had been at hers they had both had to run out to get to work or to whatever they were doing that particular day. Whilst they couldn't help the work part of it she would enjoy just being able to spend a good few awake hours with him, just to enjoy his company. At least until his housemate woke up that was...in which case she would not want to be around when he did.

[Morrison Whelan]

"I think you should cook more often,"

Morrison started to grin at the comment but then quickly forced his mouth shut; he didn’t want to spill crumbs everywhere, since that would be absolutely disgusting. And what sort of way was that to act around a lady? Not that he’d ever been totally polite around her, but still, this was the first time they’d had a proper meal together and he was going to keep his manners in check. Plus, he didn’t want to ruin the wonderful meal he’d cooked! Okay, maybe it wasn’t wonderful or all that special, but Lexi seemed to enjoy it nonetheless. And if she was happy with it, then he was too. Perhaps she’d thank him a bit differently later... That thought was only inspired after he felt her leg press against his and he had to hold his breath for a second to keep from choking on his milk. It had been a long, long time since he’d had this sort of contact with any female and now he’s getting overloaded by it. He really didn’t mind it, in fact he rather loved the attention she gave him, it was just hard to process.

"Still need to get you that apron though."

Having just scooped up a mouthful of eggs, the wolf smiled over at Lexi in an amused way before pressing the food into his mouth. He blinked softly as her foot moved higher up his leg, but he tried his best to ignore the feeling, concentrating on chewing. At least he was hungry enough to focus on food for the time being and not on the woman’s foot still moving over his jeans. Eventually, he managed to finish eating, and quite sooner than the human was able to finish. For a second, he eyed what was left on her plate before deciding that he’d had enough and settling for looking at her face, resting his cheek in one palm as his elbow rested on the counter.

"What are we going to do today?"

Still watching Lexi, Morrison was quiet for a little while before glancing away, thinking. “Well,” he said, “I think we should go somewhere...” He smiled and turned on his seat so that he was facing the human. “Perhaps take a walk around town? Drive somewhere?” He shrugged softly and glanced down at her plate, noticing that it was pretty much cleaned. Getting to his feet, he grabbed up both of their plates and cups, balancing the forks on the top plate. “You could chose somewhere if you’d really like to go anywhere, as long as it’s within driving distance.” They could drive all the way to Whales if she had a real urge to, it wasn’t like he had anything pressing to do today and that would be a nice, long trip.

After putting the dishes in the sink, again, to be cleaned up later, Morrison leaned against the counter, looking back to Lexi. “We’d have to get you some better clothes first though,” he commented, looking over what part of her he could see at the moment, “not that I don’t enjoy your current ensemble.” He grinned softly and flicked his eyes back onto her face. Actually, he would have thought it rather cute if she went out an about with his shirt on; it was far too big on her and it made her look so small and innocent. Though when he thought of what was under the shirt, she seemed much less innocent.

Sighing softly, Morrison stepped away from the sink to move around the island where Lexi sat. “Though we really should take care of something else first,” Grabbing up the woman’s hands, he pulled her off of the stool and to her feet. He would have picked her up then, but carrying her around so much was not doing his back well, not that everything else they’d been doing was helping either. Yet, he could ignore any discomfort when other things were happening, since pleasure over ruled pain in that instance. Humming softly, happily, he led her back toward his bedroom, holding her hand and pulling her behind, and when they got into the room, he swung her around him so that he could shut the door. “You drive me mad sometimes,” he smiled, grabbing up her hips and just staring at her. After a few seconds, he finally leaned down and kissed her, bending his knees so that he was closer to her height.

[Lexine Sullivan]

Having left only a half slice of toast and a few mouthfuls of eggs Lexi was glad when he finally got up to remove the plates from before them and she watched as he moved them to the sink. “You could chose somewhere if you’d really like to go anywhere, as long as it’s within driving distance.” Hm. did she really fancy going anyway? She was more than happy to sit around here for the day and it would mean they didn't have as far to get back to hers...she was assuming that his apartment was close to her own place but having been unconscious at the time of coming here she didn't actually have any kind of idea of the distance. But did she want to go anywhere? She had never been very far from London before (not counting school) and she wasn't sure if she wanted to.

As she pondered over what to do or where to go his comment about her clothes caused her to look at him with a small, amused smile playing on her lips. Well, she didn't have any other clothes to wear here so she was kind of stuck with what she had and to be honest she felt kind of gross since she was re-wearing her knickers. Maybe she could borrow his washer? "I don't have anything else though," She told him as he pulled her to her feet.

“Though we really should take care of something else first,”

Really? What did they need to do? Despite doing nearly everything you could think of in the bedroom when it came to hinting at things like that she was very naive and slow on the uptake. "Like what?" She questioned as he pulled her down the hallway although she was more than glad that he hadn't picked her up this time- she loved him doing it but she had legs and she liked to use them.

As he pulled her into his room once again her mind slowly caught up with what he might be implying and she was grinning to herself as he swung her behind him so he could close the door behind him. As he pulled her close by the hips she looked up at him as he spoke, “You drive me mad sometimes,” She had to wait for the kiss to be over before she could comment but that was fine...she was more than happy to kiss him than talk as it was. Once it was over however she was also more than happy to tease him gently about his comment.

"Do I?" She questioned as she wrapped her arms loosely around his waist, her head tilted ever so slightly to the side as she looked into his eyes taking note that he had bent his knees slightly so he was more on her height. "I don't see how." Now that was partly a serious question- she was more than aware that she had driven him a little horny just now with her foot but for the most part she really had no idea why he loved her, or why he wanted her. There had to be better women than her out there!

She leaned up and lightly pressed her lips against his cheek before placing feather light kisses down his jaw, feeling the slight stubble beneath her lips as she did so before she moved to kiss him but didn't quite go all the way, leaving her lips lightly above his own. "I think we should stay here for a little while...I can think of a lot of things that don't require going outside." She didn't ache nearly as much as she had earlier and she was more than ready to work off that breakfast she had just devoured. As long as her cough didn't come back this could turn into a very productive morning.

[Morrison Whelan]

Morrison had ignored the woman’s question about what exactly they were taking care of. If she didn’t know then he would just have to show her! Hopefully, she would still be in the mood for it... Oh, who was he kidding, of course she was. She’d been the one trying to seduce while they’d been eating, it that didn’t mean that was in the mood then he wasn’t sure what did besides her stripping and clambering on top of him. Actually, he would quite enjoy that, perhaps he’d have to tease her one night until she couldn’t help herself.

However, that wasn’t what he was thinking at the moment, later maybe, but not right now. For him, it would just be too fun to get her unclothed with his own hands, since he really did love being able to touch her, she was so irresistibly soft. At the thought, his fingers dug into her hips slightly as he slowly pulled away from the kiss. "Do I? I don't see how."

The wolf grinned briefly and pulled her a little closer. “You’re just,” He bit his lip and stared at her. He thought she was just an amazing girl, mostly because she could have gone through a terrible child hood and still be able to come out of it very much alive and very sweet. Well, that was why he loved her, but why she drove him mad? That could just be put down to her being incredibly enthusiastic in bed... and everywhere else. Certainly that would be something to cause any man to lose his head, especially if she started wearing those leather clothes for him. Though he did prefer her with no clothes.

He mentally shook himself to focus on Lexi as she was now, kissing over his jaw line. He was glad that she’d never mentioned anything about his beard, at least that meant that she disliked it, although she’d never said that she did like it. Hopefully she’d just never ask him to shave it off, he’d done that recently and it had made him feel ridiculous. At least her kissing the stubble made him feel that she liked it enough to touch her very soft lips to it.

"I think we should stay here for a little while...I can think of a lot of things that don't require going outside."

After blinking a few times, the man concentrated his eyes down on the human, though she was a bit too close for him to be able to focus on. “Oh?” he smiled widely and leaned in to peck her top lip, “tell me, what sort of things exactly?” Slowly, he started pressing her backward, leading her with the hands on her hips and not letting her turn one way and another. “And don’t spare the details,” he added after a few steps. Honestly, he was curious as to what exactly Lexi was thinking. He had the main idea, obviously, and he’d go with whatever he felt like at the moment if she didn’t have something particular in mind, but if she wanted something different, or special, he’d be happy to oblige.

Waiting for the human’s reply, Morrison lifted his hands from her hips and secured them under her arms. For a few seconds, he got his grip settled around her ribs before hefting her up taking another step so that he could place her feet on top of the bed. To steady her on the very soft mattress, he then grabbed a hold of her around the thighs. His bed wasn’t too high and so his head came up to her stomach, though this still made it hard to look up to her face and so he settled with turning his head an pressing his cheek to her stomach, tilting his head up so she knew that he was still listening to her. The wolf found that he was actually very comfortable this way, and he might not want to let her down unless she let him rest his head on her belly... though he would settle for lower as well.

[Lexine Sullivan]

Lex hated it when he lifted her up without warning but since he seemed to do it every time she saw him she couldn't say she was much surprised when his hands had held her a little tighter...although she did not approve of having to find her balance on the soft mattress she had been enjoying only a few hours before.

“tell me, what sort of things exactly? And don’t spare the details,”

Yeah, he was most certainly a pervert when he came to her body. As he rested his head against her stomach she looked down at him from where she stood. Now what was he doing? "If I told you it would take all the fun out of finding out.." She told him before wriggling slightly feeling rather uncomfortable being so much taller than him- she was used to being the shorter partner! "Besides, I just like spending time with you."

The longer she could stay holed up with him the better but she knew that eventually she would have to go home and life would have to go back to normal but it was nice living out this dream...She could pretend they were something they weren't. It wasn't ideal but it wasn't like it was going to change was it? They still had to discuss this whole relationship, their likes and dislikes and eventually their pasts. It wasn't going to be a pretty talk but it had to be done...hopefully what they felt for one another was enough to withstand it.

She finally managed to wiggle herself free of his grip and moved so she was now sitting on the bed feeling a little dizzy as she did so. Eugh, that was not an experience she wanted to relive anytime soon...

She looked up at him now, feeling a lot better about it, and blew several pink curls out of her face as she did so. "Better," She commented mostly to herself. Yes, she much preferred being down here than way up there...

"I just want to stay here and be loved by you." She shuffled forwards so her arms could wrap around his waist, placing her head onto his chest and listening to his heartbeat as she did so. Right now nothing could ruin this moment, not even his hideous friend although if Iivan tried anything she wouldn't hesitate in finding something nice and pointy and going after him with it...no one was going to ruin her morning thank you very much! Hell, since Bert didn't know where she was even he couldn't ruin it until she got home and since she didn't plan on returning for a few hours yet.

Finally she moved so she could kiss him softly, not wanting to rush this instead choosing to tread gently. Every other time they had fallen into bed with one another it was exactly that- they had fallen in quite literally so this time she wanted to go a little slower. Hell, even their first time had been a little rushed by the time they had gotten to her bed! Maybe she just wanted some sort of confirmation that what they had was more than just a passing fling and flutter of passion...and doing it this way was to prove it.

Or maybe she wanted to see what it was like to be in a 'normal' relationship. One where she felt like what they were doing was right and not wrong. For a moment or two she could pretend they were a normal, everyday couple enjoying their morning together and if she allowed her imagination to escape her she could see them in a house of their own and...and...She broke the thoughts off there, not wanting to get any further into the make believe world her mind had come up with. If she thought any further she might have ended up imagining pets and children. As she pulled back from the kiss she managed to squash those thoughts well down and schooled her face back into the soft look she had had before she kissed him.

She couldn't bear thinking about something she couldn't have...nor could she bear thinking about what had been...It was better to live in the present than dwell too much on things that would never happen.

[Morrison Whelan]

"If I told you it would take all the fun out of finding out…"

Morrison grinned at this, squeezing her a little tighter when he felt her wiggling against him. He actually would have loved to hear what she was thinking because anticipation of what was to come was always the best feeling to him, though he supposed that a surprise would be just as nice. Or it could be that she didn't have much in mind, which was alright too, he had plenty of creativity for the both of them. He would have liked to take them out into the living room with that creativity, but he feared that Iivan would walk in on them and so they would have to stay locked up in his room. Not that this was a bad thing at all, he rather loved having such a private room for the two of them.

"Besides, I just like spending time with you."

The wolf squeezed her softly and pressed his nose to into his shirt that she was wearing, smelling a bit of himself and herself on the fabric. "And I with you," he said, looking up at her and smiling. Sometimes, he half-wished that they were able to sit down and talk, but they spent such little time together most days that it was impossible since much of the time they were together was spent sleeping. Today may not be the best day to talk, but perhaps they'd have another free day for each other soon. They were just going to focus on the physical today, and that was perfect.

Lexi wiggled about in his grip again and Morrison slowly let her go, wondering why she was so keen on moving around. Then she fell down onto the bed and he supposed that she was not comfortable with standing on the mattress, though it didn't really occur to him that she was actually uncomfortable with being taller. Although she did look a bit happier with her lower vantage point. "Better,"

Smiling down at her now, he reached out run his fingers through her pink curls, a soft look coming over his face as she spoke. "I just want to stay here and be loved by you." He would certainly do that for her, because he loved to love her, in every sense, and she made it very easy for him.

Now as the woman moved to kiss him, he reached out to take a hold of her waist, pulling her up to him so that the contact was easier. It was strange, he thought, how slow they were taking this at the moment, and in all honesty, he enjoyed it more than when they were being rather more energetic. It was mostly for the fact that he hadn't done anything like this for years, since he really tried to keep from getting close to anyone like this. Why was it so different with Lexi then? She was damaged and so fragile and he knew how badly he could affect peoples' lives, so why would he take the chance with her? He really had no idea and the wonderful thing was that he didn't care. This relationship was just too nice.

Though, unlike Lexi, he was not thinking past what they were going to do over the next few weeks and that only included their date, a doctor's visit, and some very serious conversations. If he knew what the human had ever thought about him, he would have been slightly worried, but he wouldn't have been surprised. They hadn't yet crossed the line where they didn't only love each other in a romantic way, it was a deep love, but it was passionate and wild. He would actually be surprised if they were together for a long enough time that the love changed, but he still hoped that this would happen. They may be a strange couple, yet then they'd prove that it worked anyway.

For now however, Morrison was fine with them both acting on their passion, even if it was slow to build. That was all in the fun though, wasn't it? Kissing Lexi again, the man lifted a hand up to her soft cheek, thinking for an odd moment that he was glad that he didn't have to deal with her having any sort of rough beard. His other hand slid down her waist then around her back before coming to rest on her bottom, his fingers pressing into her skin while his palm rested on the hem of the shirt she wore. He didn't grab her in any lustful sort of way, he simply let his hand rest there while he kissed her deeper. Despite his touch, he was still being incredibly sweet, he just wanted to remind her that he was very much interested in taking her bed, yet that he would get there as slowly as she wanted. They were really in no rush, they and the entire day to make love as many or as few times as they wanted.

[Lexine Sullivan]

By the time they were going to be done today Lexi was going to be glad to return home if only to get clean clothes...one could only stay in dirty clothing for a certain amount of time and by the end of their many sessions in the last 24 hours she was going to feel more than a little grubby.

His hands on her body was enough to take her mind off her dirty clothes however and it wasn't long before her mind was blank of any other thought than the man before her. Which was a good thing seeing how most of her thoughts had been going into regions that she wasn't comfortable with- thinking about a normal life was all well and good but it did her no favours in the long wrong since neither of them was 'normal'.

As she felt his hand brush against her bare thigh she shivered lightly in anticipation, briefly wondering when she had changed so much. Once upon a time the mere thought of being in the same room as a werewolf had been enough to make her physically sick, yet here she was kissing one, loving one and she felt safe. When had things changed? She had hated this man and now she was completely in love with him, willing to do nearly anything to keep him with her...She had changed so much in such a small amount of time and it scared her. She no longer knew what she was supposed to do with herself- she could no longer fight in the cages and she couldn't declare war against his kind since it was rather hypocritical of her...although her prejudice and racism was still there it wasn't as bad as it had been. She would still stick her sai into Iivan if he came within five feet of her for example. Maybe she shouldn't think about it. She had either changed for the better or the worst, it would just take a little time to figure it out. She had plenty of that...

Or she hoped so anyway. She knew that he had looked at her in concern when she had coughed earlier and she was no idiot...she had known as soon as the coughing had started in that ring that she had something bad, something dangerous to her health. She wasn't sure she wanted to find out about it but she guessed Morrison wouldn't take no for an answer as he dragged her to the doctors. She just hoped he didn't take her to see Jeena...the woman riled her something terrible and Lex didn't trust her enough to go near her. Again, time would tell about that. She just hoped it was a long time.

His kisses were not working on her thoughts. Although they kept interrupting her thought processes she was still thinking about different things and that was unacceptable- especially with what she kept thinking about. All the negative things. She needed to be positive damn it!

Which was why her hands moved so that the one could slip up under his shirt lightly tracing over the skin there and the other moved to wrap into his hair, her fingers tugging slightly as it did so. Pressing herself a little closer she deepened the kiss for a moment or two before she pulled back slightly so that she could fall backwards onto the bed, easily bringing him down on top of her as she did so since he never really seemed to object about falling anywhere with her.

It was a lot comfier being on the bed and since it was a nice mattress to lie on it also beat having to stand up all the time. Whilst she was a woman who always liked to be doing something even she couldn't deny loving a bed- although she loved it more when he was next to her. As she pulled out of the kiss in order to catch her breath she studied him with hooded eyes, a faint blush on her cheeks and her chest rising and falling a little too fast thanks to being highly excitable.

She loved this man. She didn't know why or when it happened but who was she to question it? Whilst she had it she was going to enjoy every moment that was given to her although she could never keep the small niggling at the back of her mind that told her that she had the tattoo on her back for a reason. Nothing lasts forever. It was something she had lived by for some time and she knew better than most that it was a good thing to live by...everything was ruined or taken away at some point...she just hoped it wasn't very soon.

"I love you," She breathed once again, almost as if if she stopped saying it she would wake up from a dream. Lex didn't know why she had to keep saying it but perhaps it had something to do with making it seem a little more real. She didn't want to wake up if it was a dream...she was more than happy to stay right where she was.