[Bobbi's mood is slightly improved by the time she gets back. Slightly -- she's coming off a mission that, while ostensibly routine, managed to piss her off in no less than twelve ways. Part of the routine with Hunter is, admittedly, her needing to take back some of the control that fieldwork denies her, but she knows she wouldn't do it if he didn't like it. This is one of the reasons they work (most of the time, anyway).
She hoists her backpack up on her shoulder (not particularly classy, or sexy at that, but it's what she needed on the road) and tightens her hold on her grocery bag as she lets herself into their bedroom. She's not exactly sure how she'll find Hunter, because she left it open-ended on purpose; the other part of the routine is just that it's fun.]
She hoists her backpack up on her shoulder (not particularly classy, or sexy at that, but it's what she needed on the road) and tightens her hold on her grocery bag as she lets herself into their bedroom. She's not exactly sure how she'll find Hunter, because she left it open-ended on purpose; the other part of the routine is just that it's fun.]
aw, well, good luck with whatever you're dealing with, then!
You're being awfully nice.
[It's a shame, really, because she's about to be anything but.]
♥
He works his work-rough fingers into her skin before carefully dragging his short, blunt nails down the outside of her thighs, just in time for him to pull back for a breath and a cheeky little laugh. ]
Am I? Am I not allowed to show my appreciation now and then? I thought goddesses liked being worshipped.
[ The grin pulling the corner of his mouth gives the impression he thinks that is a very good line. ]
Re: ♥
[She's smiling, though. She's in a decent enough mood now that it seems bad in a funny way, not a cringeworthy way.
But... it's enough of a break in the mood that it gives her a chance to pull away and rummage. Some people keep books or toiletries or whatever in their bedside table, Bobbi keeps bondage equipment.
Not all of it, mind, but the basics.]