Sugary Sweet Detox {Rhys}

[safetypinalert3]

"Oh, right." She had forgotton about that. "Don't blame me because you screwed out my last remaining braincells." She grumbled, sticking her tongue out at him--before snatching one of the treats and dashing away through the house. She disappeared into his room, then in her room he has set up for her a while bag, yanking off the blankets, sheets, and pillows.

Adeen floated through the air on her back, much like an otter--balancing the items on her body, before dumping them in piles on the side of the couch. She tugged off the couch pillows, and began setting up the edges of the fort. She dragged over chairs for height; since they were both relitively tall.

"I have no idea how you can be the CEO of the biggest bakery chain in the country, but still have a body like that. It defies all logic, you know." She said, tugging the coffee table to the side carefully. It felt so good to be free. She could fly, float, swim through the air, like gravity didn't apply to her. It was natural for her, as easy as breathing. And when she did have to walk--it felt like she was too heavy for her own feet.

"Do you wish to assist me in the making of this fort, or am I to amaze my Gingerbread King with my amazing achitectual skills?"

[RHYS SPRINTER]

"Theif!" Rhys laughed as she dashed away, eyes trailing over those long legs as she moved through the air. It was still a bit odd for him to see a human body float like that, swimming through the air like through invisible water, but it wasn't weird enough to creep him out. He had a gingerbread man in his head, after all.

When she floated back into view, he smirked. "I'm the one who should be complaining about lack of braincells. I'm sure you stole them all with that incredible body." He watched her drag things around, even as he snagged a few other boxes from the cupboards around him. They'd need a few plastic plates, because of course there was going to be a mess, and lighters...for the 'smores. "My body is a gift from the bakery gods. I cannot help it, and I have learned no to question their great and unfathomable powers." He chuckled. "Besides, if I were fat and out of shape you'd never sleep with me, let alone steal my braincells."

He moved to the living room, setting down the mass of snacks on the nearest flat surface, being the mini fridge disguised as a table. "I'd help you, honest, but I'd rather sit here and watch that body move. It's a great view, if you know what I mean."

[safetypinalert3]

"Hey now. Even if you were fat and out of shape, I would still love you." She leaned in to steal another kiss from him, "As long as you still had that strange charm you have." Grinning, she passed by the plate of snacks grabbed another one, holding it between her lips. At his comment though, she bit down on the cookie, and held the other half in a hand, her other hand resting on her hip.

"I've made a pervert out of you, haven't I?" She asked, before putting the other half of the cookie into her mouth. "That, or you're just far too tired to be a help." Adeen questioned, raising a single brow at him, while she turned the chairs, and stacked up a few of the boxes. Grabbing a sheet, she draped it carefully, then a blanket ontop of that.

She peeked inside, before coming out and grabbing a blanket, only to disappear again. She wiggled in and out of the fort, lining the inside with blankets and pillows, making it as spacious and cozy as possible. It was almost remnicent of a little bird making a nest. "I think it's done." Adeen leaned on his shoulder, and tilted her head at the fort. "What do you think?"

[RHYS SPRINTER]

That didn't take nearly as long as he thought it would have. Rhys pouted, picking up his box of treats and cradling to his chest. "I think I should lay down." He'd been ignoring it, mostly because falling asleep when your woman didn't even seem tired just seemed all sorts of lame, but his was well and truly pooped. The double round in the bedroom and then running all around his place had drained him, and all he really wanted to do was hold Adeen close, and sleep until next Thursday. "Those braincells are back, and they're tired."

He fell to his knees, crawling into the fort, and then pouted. "Treats are too far," he murmured sleepily. Rhys quickly found himself a spot, and motioned Adeen closer. "Also, I resent being called a pervert."

"Come 'ere. Are we still watching movies?" He would not yawn. He would not. Dammit. A jaw-cracking yawn ripped itself from him, and Rhys blinked sleepily up at the woman still floating in the air. "You wore me out, babe. That's not nice."

[safetypinalert3]

Adeen grinned when he held the box of treats to him, like one might hold a teddybear. "I'm pretty tired too. If I were using my legs, I'd probably be running into everything." She murmured, watching him crawl into the fort, before dragging the treats in closer, and slipping into the cozy little fort.

Sliding in next to him, Adeen wiggled under his arm, and tangled her long legs with his, wrapping one arm around his middle. "If you want to," She mumbled tiredly, her hand covering a large yawn that pulled from her lips.

She looked up at him with half-shut eyes. "We can always watch a movie tomorrow if we don't go comatose." Adeen smiled tiredly at him, her fingers running affectionately up and down his back. Admittedly, when she first came through the door--she hadn't thought this would be their day. But it was almost like nothing had happened---actually. It was better, because she was herself, and not some jacked up version of herself.

"I love you, Rhys." She mumbled, almost incohearantly, while her eyes fluttered closed.

[RHYS SPRINTER]

Rhys smiled, snuggling closer to the one person that made him feel complete. "I love you too."

He'd bet any amount of money that they'd fall asleep and not wake up till the next day, which was amusing, if you considered it was barely eleven in the morning, but fine, because he couldn't think of a person he'd rather sleep with. You know, the innocent kind.

His arms wrapped around her, enjoying the feel of her curve of her back against his fingers, her legs tangled with his. "I love you so much." He couldn't begin to describe all the things he felt, all the ways she made him feel, the heavy, powerful blanket of bliss that suffused him as he thought about today, the look in Adeen's eyes as she laghed at him, baited him, the love written on every line of her face as she sent him over the edge. But it was the awareness that got him, the bright, alert light in her eyes as she moved and talked that hit him where it mattered, and Rhys felt his heart swell.

It was brilliant and perfect and strong and everything he thought he could ever want and mind-blowing because he had it. He shifted again, pulling her closer and pressing a kiss to her face, and settled down to sleep. "Mine."