Victor looked at her with an amused expression, before reaching for the puck and hitting it straight into her goal. It was good to have long arms sometimes, he realized as he looked at Lucy, awaiting what face she would make now.
Areum fell on top of him as they kissed. She kept playing with his hair as they kissed, unsure of whether he liked it or not, but she liked men with long hair and now she had found one.
Leah sighed in satisfactory embarrassment, "You're such a flirt." She paused a bit, before adding with a smile on top of her blush, "But I think you're my flirt." She looked up at him once again, no longer wanting to conceal her face, scanning his eyes hopefully for agreement.
Rowan lay back on the pillows with her in his arms. He did like to feel her fingers in his hair, though she was the first to do so.
Areum laid her chin against his chest, gazing down into her eyes, wondering quietly what he was thinking.
Rowan smiled at her as she settled against his chest. "You are quite a special woman, you know that?"
"Oh dadgummit!" Lucy scowled. She watched the puck slide past her into the goal. "No matter what people may say, there will always be drawbacks to short stature and limbs. It's unfair, really, and a crying shame. What the world could do if less people had little arms!"
Victor wasn't paying attention, he was already beginning his victory dance, getting low to the ground in slow movements before he exploded into dancing. When he did, it was a flurry of movement;he was quite the accomplished dancer. He had taken dancing lessons a long time ago, but nobody had to know that.
