1814/About Last Night

About Last Night
Date of Scene:	04 August 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Moonstar

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Cannonball has posed:
    His blonde form settles in the door. His eyes are focused on her for a long moment as she works on the lunch dishes. "Can we talk, Dani?" She's Dani again? That may or may not be a good thing. His shoulder is set. His left arm clutches his right.
    "Unless ya don't want to. Or we could maybe just make out a little bit?" The last is a little jest. A hopeful one.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani is actually finishing up the dishes. Her black T-shirt is a bit damp as a result of that (but not THAT damp), and she's wearing her standard denim jeans. When Sam speaks up, she turns her head to look at him, her hair tied back in her braids today as she says, "Yeah... wait, are you okay Sam?" She notices the clutching of the arm and her eyes reflect concern for him... then she snickers a bit, "Let's talk first, huh?"

Cannonball has posed:
    "We tried that your way last night. Try it my way. Humor me." He holds out an arm to her. "Never thought to see you barefoot in the kitchen," he teases. His smile is soft. "Ah am sorry. Ah did not mean to make you sad, or hut you."

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani grins, "Hey, I just didn't want to get my socks wet, goof." She looks at him a bit wryly, then places her hand on the offered arm, "I know. I just... the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you, too."

Cannonball has posed:
    "Ah'm used to it." Sam replies. He pulls her to him. She is quite petite against him. His arms settle about her, and he holds her close. "Ah got upset. Felt like ah missed my window. Upset me." His hand slides up and it gently strokes her hair. It is an odd gesture. He seems surprised by the texture.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani shakes her head, "Sam... there's not a /window/ to anything." She rests her hands on his shoulders, looking pretty comfortable as she looks at him, "Seems like you're feeling a little better now?"

Cannonball has posed:
    "Doug talked to me. He told me to not give up. Or at least to stop being upset." Sam seems to like holding her close. His hands are strictly PG at the moment. "Your hair is very soft. Ah thought it might be coarse." He admires it quietly. He openly stares at her. He is admiring her. "I cleaned your barn. Doug helped."

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani blinks, "Wait, you cleaned..." She laughs softly, "Oh, Brightwind must have loved that." Her eyes flicker towards Sam, "Yeah, Doug decided the way to prove he wasn't a shapeshifter was to tell me how I've felt about you." She gets a bit of a wry look at that, "Has he always been a matchmaker, or is this something new?"

Cannonball has posed:
    "He said something about it being about time I said or did something about it." Sam admits. He plays with her hair. His sigh is soft. It is funny how he is relaxing a little against her "We have been doing this for a long time." He admits quietly.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani grins, "Dancing around it? Yeah, we have, haven't we?" She hmms, resting her head against Sam's shoulder as he plays around with her braids. She relaxes a little, finally letting out some of that tension that she always seems to have. "Pretty much since we first got here, I think."

Cannonball has posed:
    "Ah had Lila for awhile. Ah was devoted to her while she was here. Oddly, you helped me get over her. Ah think that is when it happened for me. Then, well, when Doug died, we were there for each other after we screamed about it." He sighs, so softly. "We're like mom and dad to them, aren't we? Am Ah selfish for wanting this? Is it wrong?"

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani laughs softly, "Based on my extensive experience of... um, not a whole lot?" She smiles a bit, looking up at Doug, "But yeah, we're Mom and Dad to the lot of them I think. Though I'm more of the tough love type than you are, you softie." She squeezes his shoulders a bit with her fingers, gazing up at him, "And... I don't think you're selfish, Sam. To be honest, I'm not sure that you have a selfish bone in your body." She gets a bit of a wry look at that.

Cannonball has posed:
    "Ah do. Ah am selfish about you." He admits. Sam sighs softly. His singers tease at her braid. "Why is it so soft?" He asks. He's fascinated with her hair. But then, his family is all a bunch of blondes. Hrs sigh is soft. "Ah am sorry. Ah did not mean to make you sad. Ah just wanted to let you know Ah cared."

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani nods, "How you feel doesn't make me sad... it's just... I never want to hurt you. And if I do, even accidentally?" She shrugs a little, and whispers to Sam, "They /do/ have conditioner on the Rez, you lunk." She lightly nudges Sam at that, laughing quietly as she teases him just a bit.

Cannonball has posed:
    His cheeks flush a few shades of red. "People leave a scar when they leave." It is philosophical. "Doug dying? It left a scar. It meant it was real. It meant he mattered. It taught me a lesson. Ah know it taught you one too." And his other hand gently settles on her hip. It that a fingertip on her bum? Sam considers her quietly. "Sometimes a scar is a good thing. Meant is mattered. Ah am willing to risk a scar, Dani Moonstar."

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani blushes a bit, then looks at Sam, "Well, that's how we learn, right?" She tilts her head somewhat, meeting his eyes as she slides her arms a bit more around Sam's shoulders, pressing just a bit closer as she bites her lip slightly.

Cannonball has posed:
    That is a whole hand. He's got big hands. He actually cups her and lifts. "Come here." He says. He's been surprised both times. His lips will be even more tentative this time.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani blinks a bit, but doesn't resist as she also lifts with her arms, helping Sam out a bit as her lips touch his. Not as desperate as the kiss last night, but just more... tender, instead. Her arms cinch tight around his shoulders, as she gets pressed up towards him, not saying anything right now as her lips are a touch busy.

Cannonball has posed:
    It is tender. It is sweet. It is a lingering, apologetic, soft, rather sweet kiss. There is not a lot of tongue this time. His hands have moved by the end of it. One in the back of her head, the other definitely holding her up and against him by her bum. He sighs, finally. "Ah could get used to that."

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani smiles, resting her forehead against Sam's, "Yeah, seems pretty good to me..." She hmms and looks quite cozy, all things considered, using her not-inconsiderable strength to help stay in place. She has a thousand things in her mind right now, but she's decided not to talk about them just yet. That can wait for later.

Cannonball has posed:
    "We are going to have to relax about Doug, Momma bear." Sam says quietly. "He scares me too. The idea of losing him again? it worries me." He pauses. "But..." he will let her figure out the buts. "How about you and Rahne go out with me and him? Just to Harry's?" Is he talking about a double date/

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani chuckles, "You don't think Rahne's gonna murderate him for dunking her in the pool?" She shakes her head a bit, "But I think Harry's sounds great. If nothing else, it's hardwood and not carpets so there won't be any stains." A wink, then she nods, "And that sounds just about perfect, Sam."

Cannonball has posed:
    "He wants her to. No more kid gloves." Sam's voice is quiet. He pauses. "Just... you. You keep seeing your girl. If ah am not the one for you, ah don't want you to miss out."

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani blinks, then smiles, "Sam..." She then leans in and kisses Sam, with more intensity than before. Her hand comes up and ruffles through the back of his head, messing up his hair there no small amount. It's a fiercer kiss, but just as heartfelt as the earlier one, no less emotion there as she clings tightly to Sam.

Cannonball has posed:
    Mphmp!" Sam actually melts into the kiss a little. He files that away. Doing the right thing=Dani kisses. Sam kisses her back, and his hand might tighten for a moment on a bottom, then releasing quickly. His arms tighten, and he adjusts his position a little. Because. Yeah. He doesn't want her to know about that.

Moonstar has posed:
    Just because she rides Brightwind every day, doesn't mean she's lost ALL feeling down there. She grins and whispers, "You can keep the hand down there, you know." Her eyes glint with a devilish expression that Illyana would be proud of there, then she laughs very softly, saying nothing more than, "Thanks." Of course, you can say a lot with a single word.

Cannonball has posed:
    "Ah am still figuring out my place." His hand tightens a bit more. He actually, sorta maybe feels the curve of it. He adjusts his position a bit more. Gotta not arch those hips towards her. He clears his throat. "You are very light." He admits.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani laughs a little, "Well, yes. You've seen my workout routine, Sam." She grins, as she's definitely been wiry, though she's grown up a bit over the years. Just... keeping herself in perfect shape, or trying to, and she looks at Sam with a wry expression, "I like the place you're in right now, myself... it's a pretty comfy place." She looks a bit impish, mainly just enjoying the moment. Though if someone comes in, she might turn redder than Summers' ruby glasses.

Cannonball has posed:
    Sam flexes just a little. Just a little. "Ah might have watched." He admits. 'Ah. Ah like it myself. Ah am enjoying the new... position." He cringes at the word a little. "But." Sam pulls her a little closer. His lips all but leap at hers. "Shaddap." he orders her quietly, then gently turns to pivot her against the fridge, knocking the chore wheel off to give her a proper, rather desperate kiss.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani mmphs, looking momentarily indignant at the shaddup... but does slowly relent to the kiss, sliding her arms around Sam tightly. Her legs lift up, lightly wrapping around Sam to help support her position. She closes her eyes, just basking in the kiss for right now. Though part of her might be plotting some manner of revenge for the shutting up thing, lips curling into a bit of a wicked smile that no one would ever /think/ Dani could manage.

    Well, not unless she was plotting a Danger Room scenario for the team anyway...

Cannonball has posed:
    She maybe loses some of the smile when he presses p against her. he pauses. He abruptly pulls back. "Sorry. That is.. very disrespectful." The secret is out. He changes twelve different shades of red faced. "Ah. Uhm. Ah." He starts to try to put her down, looking very flustered. "Ah got a lil excited." well, maybe not a lil.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani slowly lowers her legs, then grins a bit, "Only when you told me to shut up, goof." She doesn't sound mad, considering she's grinning as she takes her feet, "But I could tell you were more than a lil excited, Sam." She then leans up and kisses Sam on the cheek, "You're a sweetheart. You really are." And she means that.

Cannonball has posed:
    He looks a bit more than a little embarrassed. 'Ah am so sorry. Ah did not mean to." he admits it quietly. He clears his throat at that. He rubs the kiss into his cheek. "So. You and ah, we are okay, Dani? Ah?" He pauses. "Better than okay?"

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani leans up and kisses the other cheek, "Better than okay, Sam. I'll talk to Rahne, you talk to Doug, and we'll work out a time the four of us can hit Harry's." She grins, and looks... happy. Wait, it's a trick! Dani never looks happy if she's not riding Brightwind!

    Or else she's... actually happy! Which should be enough of an answer by itself.

Cannonball has posed:
    "Are you ... happy... Dani?" It is a lttle tiny bit weirded out by it. In the best possible way. "Ah, like happy Dani." There will be NO living with him. He makes her bhappy. He sorta looks over a little bit. He rubs at his eyes.

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani smiles, "Hey, I can be happy! Sometimes!" She lightly bops Sam in the arm, "Occasionally! Er... um, well..." She looks a bit sheepish at that, then laughs, "I'm not /that/ terrifying, am I? Wait. Maybe you shouldn't answer that."

Cannonball has posed:
    "It is endearing." He admits. His own grin is very genuine. He nuzzles at her. "Need help with the dishes?" It is a good reason to to be in here. "Need me to dry?"

Moonstar has posed:
    Dani laughs, "Sure, you can help me dry the rest of these..." She slips away from the nuzzling to put up the chore wheel, then walks back over, "Don't be /too/ distracted, now." She grins and gives Sam a peck on the cheek again, then winks. Of course, too distracted doesn't mean he couldn't be a /little/ distracted...