"Mmm...you're...welcome." She manages between soft kisses, smiling against his mouth. He feels good, makes her feel very good when he holds her this way and Pippa nearly lets everything else on her mind simply fall away. Who needs conversation when Rory has his arms around her and his warm breath is caressing her upturned face?
Pippa finally takes a step back and unhooks his arms from around her middle once the puppy starts barking. Quiet exasperation mingles with her soft laughter as she glances at the Doberman. he speaks to the pup as if he's another person, a small child really, not thinking anything of it as she stoops down to give him a pat. "Oh, don't start that now, please. No one wants to hear your very loud protests."
Looking up at Rory, her expression is apologetic of sorts, "He's not used to sharing my attention."
Once Mr. Beaker quiets, Pippa stands again and moves towards the kitchen, intent on washing her hands. "Can I get you anything, Ro? Something to drink? And please...make yourself comfortable."
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Date: 2008-09-13 02:25 am (UTC)Pippa finally takes a step back and unhooks his arms from around her middle once the puppy starts barking. Quiet exasperation mingles with her soft laughter as she glances at the Doberman. he speaks to the pup as if he's another person, a small child really, not thinking anything of it as she stoops down to give him a pat. "Oh, don't start that now, please. No one wants to hear your very loud protests."
Looking up at Rory, her expression is apologetic of sorts, "He's not used to sharing my attention."
Once Mr. Beaker quiets, Pippa stands again and moves towards the kitchen, intent on washing her hands. "Can I get you anything, Ro? Something to drink? And please...make yourself comfortable."