Provence with Malcolm

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When the door opens, they fall into the pond which lies within a grove of cypress and olive trees that fill the air with complicated scents,

"Now that wasn't so long."

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[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"Oh, believe me. I'm in no rush."

"Just makes sure I get back to the bar in time, because you're going to have to drag me there."

[wheatencrown]

"What's in time for you?"

She figured being dead might be a small problem, but not how.

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"Heh, you don't usually get a straight answer to that question. But I'm pretty sure three days is fine. Anything after that, and I'll probably be pushing my luck."

"But then I think I can always come back. I just need to check in." Malcolm frowns thoughtfully. "I'm not sure for how long, though. Maybe a couple of hours? Hard to say."

[wheatencrown]

"We can do a lot in three day and if need be I'll go talk to my son in law. Though you might not be from this world, we'll figure it out."

The chef comes out to ask in rapid fire French how everything is and kiss Demeter, she laughs and praises all the food.

After being pleased with their progress and bringing out a bottle of wine to accompany the next courses, the contented and rather rotund chef disappears again while the second course of a light as air seafood bisque is brought out.

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god," Malcolm whispers between almost every orgasmic bite.

He might not make it to three days at this rate. But at least he'll go out happy.

[wheatencrown]

Demeter has no true reaction other than to beam at him and eat herself, watching him as each successive comes out, along with varying wines too.

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Malcolm takes it easy on the wines. He wants this to last.

"So what do people around here do in the evening? Music? Dance?"

He's pretty sure he knows what they do late at night.

[wheatencrown]

"Depends on the evening. We'll walk after we eat, I know a wonderful old bath that we can explore before the next meal. Also I think there might be some gypsies around there so we can dance too."

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"Old bath, huh? What if you fall in and get all wet? Might have to jump in and rescue you."

[wheatencrown]

"Its Roman, cheri, no water in there but lots of privacy."

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"We're being private now?"


Disappointment!

[wheatencrown]

The only proper response to that is a kiss,

"I'm not sure how the French countryside is private."

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"It's not like we're parading down the Champs-Élysées."

"'Course, we could."

[wheatencrown]

"We'd have to go up to Paris then."

She pouts at him.

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't think of it, love, wouldn't think of it."

*Kiss.*

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"Good, like you better here, you look good in linen."

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"I like me better here too," Malcolm grins. "In fact, I'm not seeing anything I don't like."

And now there's a long snog of a kiss.

[wheatencrown]

From the kitchen there's laughter, happy couples are always wonderful and the owners come out with fresh fruit and creme as they talk in quite fast French.

Demeter just laughs and dips a strawberry in creme and feeds it to Malcolm, casually licking her fingers of the creme.

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"Strawberries and creme, now?" Malcolm grins. "You know, you're spoiling me rotten here."

He pops open another bottle of wine and starts pouring.

[wheatencrown]

"You're worth spoiling, you do so much."

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"I do. But other people do too."

He gets nearly nose-to-nose with Demeter and smiles.

"'Sides, it's not like goddesses have nothing to do. All that fertility to keep going."

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Her hand has somehow found its way up his thigh,

"Oh yes, fertility, quite important, it helps if you make love in a field."

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"Really? Are you sure about that?"

"I'm a doctor, you know. Makes me a scientist. And that sounds like a theory that might need to be verified."

[wheatencrown]

"I know some good ones."

Then her hand wanders farther up for a squeeze and she stands up for some fast French and then they're outside in bright sun again,

"This way."

She pulls him off the road into a field that seems to bow in the wind to Demeter.

[spooky-shrink.livejournal.com]

"Now I might need to make some measurements first. To make sure this is really scientif--. You know, that's going to be hard to do when you're taking my clothes off already."