Octavian
Octavian woke up to dry, funky tasting mouth and pounding headache. Christ, why did she drink so much? Oh yeah. Hating the world. She reached out, then drew her hand back when she touched another body. A *male* body. Eep. What did she do last night? Flashes and hazy memories came back to her. Oh yeah. She'd done *that*. Bloody everlasting hell. At least her headache was starting to die down and she stretched experimentally. Was Jack awake yet?
Jack
Jack stretched awake. "Mmmm, mornin' luv, you have a good sleep?"
Octavian
"Yeah...slept like the dead." She sat up, wincing slightly. "Good morning." She ran her fingers through his hair lightly. "Did you sleep well?"
Jack
"Slept like a fish in Davy Jones' Locker." He leaned over and kissed Tav quickly. "Ew, morning breath!" he wrinkled his nose.
Octavian
"You're not so sweet yourself, Jack." Octavian swung her legs out of bed and headed towards the small ensuite bathroom. Once there, she rinsed her mouth out with water, feeling better almost immediately.
Jack
"I won't quite get used to this whole toothbrushing thing," Jack said, rinsing his mouth out with mouthwash.
"Shall we try it again?" he said, kissing Tav. "Arrrgh, minty fresh."
Octavian
"You are an idiot," Octavian said almost fondly. "But a very handsome one all the same." She kissed him back.
Jack
"Not an idiot, a pirate. But there may be some idiocy in my blood, one never does know." He kissed Tav. "It's definitely gonna be a shame when they turn you back into a bloke. 'Tis a pity two blokes can't be together, but you make a pretty lass." he smiled.
Octavian
"That's another thing that's changed. Spike and Vort? Very together. Very much in the love place, with all that implies." Octavian ran her hands down Jack's back. "Been there, done that. Let's go back to bed."
Jack
"Mmmm, okay. So two people of the same sex can be together without being burned at the stake for witchcraft? Very nice." Jack pushed Tav back onto the bed and assaulted her with kisses.
Octavian
"Mmmm. We can try that later, if you want. Once I get turned back." Octavian stopped using the English language as a mode of communication and they made love again.
Jack
"You are by far the most aggressive girl I've ever had in the sack. I s'pose it's you technically bein' a bloke, but still, no complaints here," he said. "Let's get some more sleep. Just sleep it off," he decided.
Octavian
"Whatever you want. I'm very flexible." Octavian snickered slightly and curled around him. "Agressive can be good." She yawned again. "Sleep sounds even better at this point in time."
JAck
They curled around each other and proceeded to sleep off their hangover.