For Oswin

Aug. 11th, 2015 10:32 pm
hot_water: (and this is why)
[OOC: From here.]

"Let's get those clothes off ya," Tahno drawls, shutting the door to his room behind her. He has the frosting bowl tucked under one arm, and he dips his finger in to smear some across her jaw.
hot_water: (water to wine)
Tahno requests a very specific room from Bar. It's gigantic--he can't see one end from the door--and painted with a sky and clouds motif. The ceiling and walls have heat lamps installed to make it swelter.

It's also filled with sand. The amber grains spill out of the plain, blue door as he opens it. Potted plants dot the landscape, and Bar was even kind enough to lay out a couple of chairs with towels near the empty pool. Whistling a jazz tune his band covers, Tahno heads out to the lake to steal water to fill the pools.

The waterbender takes more than one trip, hauling several tons of water through the bar each time, but eventually his private beach is finished. All he needs to do now is to knock on Oswin's door and hand her the key.
hot_water: (ain't that cute)
Tahno wakes refreshed, his arm around someone who smells absolutely delicious. He glances down to see whose hair he'd buried his nose in, whose soft body he'd curled around for the evening. He lifts the downy, black bedspread to look at his bedmate, and remembers with a start that her name is Oswin, and that she is indeed a total screamin' genius.

He looks over her body again, running his hand down her ribs to rest on her bare hip. She's so short, he thinks.

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