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[hischair]

When: 19th
Rating: TBC
Characters: You!
Summary: A shindig at the beach for the best navigator in Starfleet.
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[ OOC: Feel free to assume your character has received an invite to the party via their inbox or word of mouth for Chekov's birthday! Everyone is welcome except you, Khan and presents are mandatory for the Enterprise's young navigator. Please tag under either section to keep the party somewhat ordered, and have fun! ]

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[outofthefreezer]

[He can hear her breath evening out, clearly Allison had a thing for falling asleep in public place.]

You want me to carry you home? You don't wanna pass out on a log.

[daggers]

[ She shakes her head slowly, even as she lingers with her head against his shoulder. ]

Not sleepy. Just - enjoying this.

[outofthefreezer]

[He rests his head against the top of hers.]

Okay, but if you wake up in your room later its because I carried you and then you owe me one.

[daggers]

So, if you carried me there - would you stay with me?

[ She'd have purely innocent intentions - maybe. But she's grinning slyly as she nuzzles against his pulse point, sneaking a small kiss to his neck. ]

[outofthefreezer]

If you wanted me to. [He smiles, squeezing her again.]

[daggers]

Might be nice. If you wanted.

[ She knows they're supposed to take things slowly, and she doesn't want to push the line too far too fast. ]

We wouldn't have to do anything. Just - sleep.

[outofthefreezer]

It sounds okay to me... [Because that's all he would do, sleep. It was too nice an evening for them to jump into rash decisions.]

If you want me there, I'll come.