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Library; Wednesday [ 01/09 ]

There was an almost ceremonial feeling in the air as Adah limped into the library; it hadn't been a while since she'd been there, no, of course not, but it had felt like it had been a while since she'd opened it. Not that she ever did an exceptional amount of work while she was there, but she limped in, found the desk, carefully pulling out her chair. She had a seat, centered it carefully, and then settled her bag on one corner. She then meticulously angled the books so that they were balanced with everything else on the desk. She brushed a hand over the surface, leaned in close, and blew a stream of air over imaginary dust. And then she was prepared to start the day, after a theatrical, though extremely quiet, mouse-like cough at the imaginary disturbance of her lungs.

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"Plenty of things." River nibbled at Adah's neck and twisted a strand of her hair around her finger.

There was a slight squirming in response to the nibble, and a red-face, but appreciative, smirk. River was good at plenty of things, too, including propagating River's status as just about the worst librarian aide ever thanks to the sorts of thoughts that those nibbles inspired, which she allowed to flow freely. For River's benefit, of course.

That didn't make River likely to stop though. The nibbling continued and River gently nudged Adah further into the hiding place behind the shelf.

Adah's mind was saying one thing, a complaint about how she needed to work, but its validity in actual meaning could be easily questioned by the fact that he body seemed to be responding to a different theory. It moved, not easily, of course, but eagerly at least, in tune with River's nudge, and her head moved, too, neck stretching slightly in a movement that was clear encouragement.

In this case, River chose to listen to Adah's body instead of her mind. She repeated the nibbling, moving up and down Adah's neck, then whispered against her skin: "Let the books watch."

After all, books were limited on the stories they could tell. More than what most people imagined, but they were bound to the mere forms of the words already contained within. Backwards, forwards, upside down. This was a good thing; if they could modify their stories, they'd have quite a few to tales to tell about Adah. But, in the continued shifting, now to intercept River's nibbles awkwardly with a kiss, she seemed confident that it wasn't anything she'd have to worry about.

River certainly didn't worry, and had no objection to moving from nibbling to kissing, and added more playing with Adah's hair. Perhaps the knowledge of those memoires of Eels and a need to try and overpower them added some intensity and need in those kisses, but all River could think of was the moment right there.

[Bedtime for me!]

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