Mmmm... Richard was feeling now contentedly sleepy; everything he'd ever wanted had just been handed to him, and now he just wanted to bask in it. "Francis has good taste," he chuckled, fingers still stroking through Camilla's hair as he let his eyes fall shut.
A grown dog, then, not a puppy. He could do that. "No, my dear," he cracked one eye to look over at her fondly. "I think I rather like it here, for now. And think of all the things I'll have to tell my students when I get back. Did you know there's an actual puck here? I met him in the common room the other night. Fascinating creature."
Richard's eyes had closed again, and he bit back a yawn. "No, I'm not going anywhere. Not for a while." His voice was slurred with sleep and he pulled Camilla closer to himself, reveling in the warmth of her body next to his.
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Date: 2007-07-31 08:34 am (UTC)A grown dog, then, not a puppy. He could do that. "No, my dear," he cracked one eye to look over at her fondly. "I think I rather like it here, for now. And think of all the things I'll have to tell my students when I get back. Did you know there's an actual puck here? I met him in the common room the other night. Fascinating creature."
Richard's eyes had closed again, and he bit back a yawn. "No, I'm not going anywhere. Not for a while." His voice was slurred with sleep and he pulled Camilla closer to himself, reveling in the warmth of her body next to his.