Grace

I was called away by the sound of songs.

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Thomas tsked softly, giving his head a shake. “You’re right. Pan does have a rather skewed perspective on things doesn’t he?” He muttered, lips curling into a smirk. Moving toward her, he chuckled. “Innocence never has been my strong suit.”

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She reached up, her finger tracing a line down his jaw as she smirked, remembering times when his ineptitude in following her orders of leaving her alone had brought them here,“then that is exactly you should be rewarded for your behavior.”

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He nodded. “Well of course. I’m just a picture o’ innocence love. I’m a former lost boy you know. Wouldn’t have gotten here otherwise if I weren’t.” He teased.

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She took another step closer to him, “the last I checked, Pan isn’t exactly interested in acquiring the most innocent of boys.”

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He scoffed softly, arms crossing over his chest. “Excuse you love, I’m clearly the most well behaving one in this relationship. Don’t even try to think differently.”

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She quirked an eyebrow at his words, a low chuckle in her chest, “oh really? I find that rather hard to believe dear”, she drawled taking a step closer.

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“Oh a reward?” He asked, eyebrow arching as he continued to fake innocence. Walking into the treehouse, he looked around before turning to her with a small grin. “Whatever am I being rewarded for?”

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She shut the door to the tree house behind him turning to face him with a grin, lowering her eyebrow as he feigned innocence, “for behaving, though that can always change.”

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His eyebrow arched slightly as he moved from the place on the roof and scrambled down the ladder. His look and tone swore innocence. “Come where love?”

[graceofapirate]

She laughed, “Thomas don’t play stupid.” Turning from him towards the door to treehouse, opening it and standing in the entryway, “to be rewarded.”

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He watched her silently, somewhat surprised that she managed to perform the task with such ease. Then again, she’d beens showed the proper way over his many failures. The crinkled of her brow caused his lips to quirk into a grin, and perhaps if they were on more solid ground he’d have kissed her senseless. “Good job loves. Leak seems to be fixed.”

[graceofapirate]

She smiled before climbing back down off of the roof, looking up at him once she’d finished with a devious smile, “come on then”.

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Thomas waited until she was ready before giving her instructions and explaining technique. He’d gone through a lot of trial and error before figuring out how to do it himself, and once he’d replaced a shingle or two, he cast her a glance. “Simple enough, yeah?” 

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She nodded as he instructed her, copying the technique afterward on a few shingles, “simple”, she repeated as her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

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Snatching up the step ladder he’d brought, Thomas climbed up, hitching himself onto the steady section. “Climb up the ladder love and just sit tight there and I’ll show you how to do it.”

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She nodded, giving him a warning look before climbing up the latter. Once at the top she looked to him waiting for instruction.

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His eyebrow arched slightly, wishing to ask exactly what his punishment would be if such a thing were considered a reward. Multiple scenarios danced across the forefront of his mind, and after a moment, he pushed them away in favor of setting down the supplies. “Er - let me show you how to fix this leak and then you can try a few shingles?” 

[graceofapirate]

She smiled as she watched him struggle on the words, “show me then”. She watched him fairly carefully, trying her best to keep focused on the task at hand, instead of getting carried away with their little game.

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The look that crossed her face, coupled with the words had him blushing like a school boy at the thoughts that ran through his mind. “I do think I’d quite enjoy being on my knees before you and begging.” He murmured to himself before turning and snatching up the supplies they needed and trailing after her. “Coming love.”

[graceofapirate]

She saw the colour that rose on his cheeks and it caused her a gleeful smirk, usually she was the one caught flushed after he would say something similar. Continuing until they were where she knew the leak to be she sent him another smirk, “then perhaps that shall be your reward.”

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He opened his mouth to counter the fact that she had in fact been the reason he’d done such a thing already, but promptly shut it, knowing it would only cause worry. “And if I misbehave?” 

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She tilted her head to the side before looking at him with a devious grin, “let’s hope I don’t have to show you”. Grabbing hold of her hammer she moved around him to where the leak in the roof was, “come on then.”

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“Careful love, or you’ll accidently end up slamming your thumb with that hammer. Hurts to all bloody hell it does.” He teased, lips quirking into a grin as he sealed over another crack in the wall before standing, satisfied with his work. “I do quite like to beg by your hand love. Domination can be quite sexy.” With a shrug, he stepped back and looked at the walls. “Seems once you’re done with that board we will have finished the outside.. still a leak in the right corner I’ve got to do in the roof. Decorate the inside and all that.”

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“Yes and you will be to blame if I do”, she teased back. She finished with the board, shaking her head slightly the entire time as she tried her best not to laugh. She stepped down while shaking her head at him, “maybe once we’ve finished, if you behave”.

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Returning his attention back to the board before him, Thomas couldn’t help but smirk in satisfaction. “So you don’t want to hear about all the ways I would ravish you? Of how you’d whimper and beg beneath my touch? Pity.”

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She slammed the hammer roughly into the nail before turning to him with crossed arms, “Thomas, you are not going to like how this game ends”, she warned him. “Because you will be the one begging.”

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Once again he found himself pausing in his work to admire her, knowing that such a thing was dangerous. The construction would take far longer and he’d likely slam his thumb a few more times. “A larger bed means much more space to ravish you is all.”

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She blushed slightly at the comment, looking upward to hide it, she didn’t know if she would ever grow used to the feeling. “Thomas, if you want me to get any work done there can be no talk of what plans you have for our future bed”, she playfully chastised.

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“I think Id rather have you close to me then on the floor love.” He rolled his eyes at the thought of waking up to such a thing. Perhaps then he’d insist upon a wall.. which would become her side of the bed. “Less grumpy?” 

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She looked to him with a raised brow, “you don’t sound like it right now.” Chuckling she pulled over a chair, standing on it as she continued to work, “making comments about larger beds.” 

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“It’s a secret loathing I’ve possessed for years and only tolerated because you enjoy them on occasion.” He replied, hammer hitting the nail on the head and driving it into place. Satisfied that the wall was sealed tight, he moved to stand beside her, adjusting a new plank and fishing for another nail. “I’ve learned to adjust but last night and waking up in such an odd position was particularly rough.” Flickering his eyes up to glance at her, Thomas smirked. “A bigger bed sounds quite fitting.”

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She laughed, standing onto the tips of her feet to reach a board higher up, hammering the nails in firmly. “You know I’m a rather sound sleeper, you could have pushed me off the bed and I likely would have went on unbothered”, she teased. Looking down at him slightly, “you go from grumpy to whatever that is rather quickly.”

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Grumbling as she pulled away, Thomas bent to retrieve his hammer, glaring at the nail that had led to his pain before beginning to lightly tap it into place. “Your bed is much small then mine.. plus its hardly natural for me to be squished against the wall like I was.” He muttered, grabbing another nail from his pocket and aligning it to the woods. “Once this is fixed up, only the headboard against the wall.. same with the house we’ll build.”

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She chuckled lowly, it was new for her to see this side of Thomas and she rather enjoyed it, reminded her slightly of the years she had spent bickering with him. She continued with the task at hand for a moment  before turning to him, “we can also have a bigger bed Thomas.” She watched him as he worked, eyes scanning him for a moment before returning to his face, “I never realized you weren’t a morning person.”