#kartercarpenter

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“Should I reveal exactly how I feel?” (Wanderers)

Claire knew they’d both, perhaps, had a little more to drink than was customary, but the safety of the hotel and not needing to go anywhere had been too tempting for them to ignore. Scooting closer on the couch, she set her drink down and absently took one of his hands in her own, massaging it while she looked him in the eye; she was always that way when she’d had a few, wanting to touch everyone like she didn’t usually let herself do sober.

“I’m most certainly not going to stop you,” she said, hint of a mischievous smile tilting up her lips. Though she was always curious about people’s inner workings, she was doubly so with Karter, given her personal vestment in him, even if it was new. Seeing the inner workings of his head, now that was the real treat for her.

[bloodylittleberserker]

★: First thing that changes when they realize they care about your muse (wanderers)

She would actually flirt LESS with him, since it would no longer be a matter of just teasing, bordering on actual feelings. Though she would, conversely, be more touchy, wanting to feel him out both mentally and physically.

[bloodylittleberserker]

◎ Wanderers

(7. While dreaming.)

After spending an exhilarating night in bed together, Claire had drifted to sleep wrapped up in Karter’s arms. It was the most relaxing place she could’ve imagined, a feeling which seemed to translate to her dreams. Though they were vague, she was warm and Karter’s presence was solid. He was holding her in her dream too, muttering sweet nothings and affirmations into her ear, repeating “I love you” over and over, a mantra of his affection. She felt a peace flood through her unlike anything she’d known, and they melded together, one being of light and love and bliss.

“I love you too, Karter,” she said quite clearly, letting out a long sigh and rolling over to face him, still completely asleep. In turning, her hand came to rest against his, and her fingers slowly curled into his, intertwining of their own accord.

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kartercarpenter “I have some time before I plan to go on another dig. And if you wanted, I thought we could do some traveling,” he shrugged, “I know you love this place and the people here. But if you wanted to go somewhere, anywhere in the world, I thought it’d be a good time to take you.” -------------------------------------- A smile tugged at her lips, happy that he wanted, and was able to spend time woth her. Things had been so busy as of late-- what with his digs and her shows, that they hadn't had much chance to be together. So, when the offer presented itself, she jumped for it. Already having an idea of where to go, the dancer feigned a thoughtful look and leaned against the counter. "I hear Hawaii's nice this time of year," she offered, "unless you had somewhere else in mind..?"

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"Mishalai..." He said, poking his head around the corner to look for Asha

At the sound of the ever familiar nickname, Asha turned to find Karter poking his head around the corner.

“What is it, Mere Dila?” She asked, turning from the boxes of tea she’d laid out.

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Wanderlust

“I wouldn’t call it torture,” he smirked, hardly a hitch in his breath as he ducked his head low to kiss her jaw and neck again having noticed her shiver from before. But he didn’t stop at her neck this time, trailing his kisses down to her collar bone as he slid a hand behind her to unhook her bra.

Claire let out a long breath, one that was not entirely even, as he kissed along her neck once more. One hand went to the back of his head to hold him there, and she smirked as she felt his own hand beneath her, searching for the hooks of her bra.

“It’s almost a shame I don’t get the pleasure of undressing you,” she chuckled, fingers gently scratching at his scalp and down the back of his neck. Her free hand traced little nonsense shapes along his rib cage and onto his back, finally coming to rest at his hip.

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Flustered noises (karter)

Claire blinked, mind placing the noise before she turned to face the intruder. The towel she’d been using hung loosely before her, only barely covering her front as she took Karter in from head to toe. Letting the silence settle, she took one last moment to dry her face before discarding the towel entirely. She said nothing, in fact, until she’d shimmied into the bra and underwear that’d been laying at the foot of her bed. That done, she sat down and tilted her head up at Karter. “What are you in search of, pet?”

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Meme: culture shock

send me a pairing and I’ll tell you who:

falls asleep on the couch - Asha, usually when she’s waiting up for Karter.makes friends with the neighbors - Bothis the adventurous eater - I could see both, honestly.hogs the covers at night - Ashaforgets to do the dishes - Kartertries to surprise their partner more often - Probably Karterleaves dirty laundry on the floor - Karter xDstays up til 2 AM reading - Karter, probably looking up new sitessings in the shower - Ashatakes the selfies - Ashaplans date night - Both