Somewhere in Australia, Apparently | Saturday Morning

[defenderofdesmoines]

So, yesterday had been kind of a disaster, and really, Annie was still kicking herself for not seeing that coming. It wasn't her fault, exactly -- she'd moved past that line of thought -- but she absolutely had gotten caught up in the idea of planning and throwing this birthday party without really considering what Diego (and Five, but Diego was her bigger concern right now) actually would want.

Which was why they were now waking up to 600 acres of privacy. Annie had called in every favor she had, thrown her name around way more than she liked to do, and spent more money than she wanted to think about in the wake of the cakes hitting the ground. And while her assistant had promised her that what she'd secured for them (even on such late notice) was awesome, and they'd obviously had to trek up here last night before collapsing into bed, Annie was still kind of amazed once she woke up enough to look out the windows.

"Wow," she breathed as she sat up to look at the view, trying not to wake Diego yet -- they needed to talk about yesterday, still, but she also wasn't gonna deny the guy his sleep. Not after last night.

And the view would be here. Along with what looked like miles and miles and miles of quiet.

[for the dude and NFB for distance]

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[defenderofdesmoines]

"It's so bad," Annie sighed exaggeratedly, because yeah, she knew exactly where he was in the song by now and now she was covering her face with her hands. (And dipping a foot into the water to check the temperature, while she was at it, because while she was embarrassed that this existed, she was also kind of playing this up for his benefit.) "So that's why it's in black and white."

[knife_bender]

"You're magical," Diego teased. He stopped watching a few moments later because you really couldn't top that part, and the song was just so bad. "That was worse than I imagined."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You and me both," Annie replied, coming over to give him a kiss since a tub that big was going to take a little longer than four minutes to fill up. "I mean, I'm taking a lot of comfort in the fact that I know I did a good job, but...the dancing Translucents."

Like, the man had a son and a widow, Vought, for fuck's sake.

"And my magic powers. God."

[knife_bender]

"It is very weird," Diego said with a grin. "I'd say maybe nobody will see it but..."

The whole world was gonna see it.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"That's wildly optimistic of you," Annie teased, shaking her head. "That thing's gonna be playing in my version of Times Square by next week."

Lucky everyone!

"But at least I probably won't have to do anything else that bad for awhile." And more importantly, Annie would play that a hundred more times just to make Diego laugh. Worth it for that alone.

[knife_bender]

"We can only hope," he said, leaning in to kiss her again. "It'll be hard to top that anyway."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was both inclined to hope she didn't have to do anything that embarrassing again, and also aware enough of Vought's tendencies by now to know that she almost certainly would.

"Don't jinx it," she said anyway, scooting a little to lean into the kiss. "But congratulations on being the very first person besides me to see that atrocity. Just what you wanted for your birthday, right?"

[knife_bender]

"It did brighten my day some," he admitted. "But I bet the bath will be better."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"And it's still so early in the day," Annie pointed out with a little raise of her eyebrows as she reached for his hand. "I mean, who knows what might even happen after this awesome bath."

Though, like, the bath did already promise bubbles and jets and mutual nudity, so it was going to be hard to compete with.

[knife_bender]

"You know," he said, taking her hand. "I feel like that it'll probably end with us back in bed."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Hmmm, maybe." Annie pretended to think about it, even as she led the way over to the tub and dipped a foot in before deciding the temperature was perfect and toeing off the tap. "I mean, that doesn't sound much like us."

Lies, it sounded exactly like them.

[knife_bender]

"Not like us at all," Diego said. "We've never spent all day in bed before."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I mean, we're also usually pretty creative when we get out of bed, too," Annie pointed out, leaning up for a kiss and simultaneously sliding her hands under Diego's shirt to start pushing it up. Helpfully.

[knife_bender]

Diego lifted his arms up to help that along. It was unfortunate to have to break the kiss to get his shirt off all the way, but it was a sacrifice he had been willing to make.

As soon as shirt was tossed aside he was kissing her again, reaching out to work her pants down.

They never did the clothes removal thing in a logical way, did they?

[defenderofdesmoines]

They definitely didn't, but this was much better than they usually did, at least.

Annie shifted her hips slightly to help him with her pants, already reaching for Diego's as well, because pants -- usually their enemy! -- could be taken care of without breaking the kiss again. And in fact, Annie was going to give his lower lip a little bite, just to ensure no one wanted to stop kissing right now.

Priorities.

[knife_bender]

Diego groaned softly, pressing himself against Annie. Which did not really helpful in the mutual clothing removal, but they'd get there.

You know...eventually.

[defenderofdesmoines]

That groan was exactly the kind of reaction Annie had been looking for, and it just made her want to press up against Diego as she deepened the kiss with a soft little noise of her own.

Though she did also work her hands around to push his pants down, taking her time to appreciatively run her hands down over his ass. Just keeping her eye on the clothing-removal ball, that's all.

[knife_bender]

"Fuck," Diego murmured, kicking off his pants. He pushed Annie's pants down as far as he could before going to push her shirt up. Patience? What was patience?

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie wriggled her pants off and stepped out of them, holding her arms up so her shirt could come off.

And since there had to be a brief kissing pause, it meant Annie could tease. "You sure are eager to get into this bath."

Ignore how throaty her voice had gotten. And also how eager she clearly, obviously was.

[knife_bender]

He smiled as he tossed her shirt aside. "Well it's a big bathtub."

Totally explained the eagerness, for sure.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"And it has jets," Annie told him, widening her eyes as though that was, obviously, why she was eager, too.

Nothing to do with the appreciative once-over she was giving him as she moved over to carefully get into the tub, trailing a hand down Diego's arm lest he have any ideas about not following her.

Because that seemed likely, sure.

[knife_bender]

Better safe than sorry!

But it was unnecessary, considering he was following right after her. "Jets and bubbles? Might just spend the day in here."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You're not worried about us getting all wrinkly?" Annie wondered, letting out a happy sigh as she slid into the tub.

Belatedly, she realized she should have put her hair up, but she also had a feeling it probably wasn't really going to matter, anyway.

[knife_bender]

"I'm not worried if you're not worried," he said, sliding into the tub next to her. "If you're offended by it I can get out."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Don't you dare," Annie replied, already pressing herself into his side and leaning in for a kiss now that he was back in range. "I bet you'd be hot all pruney, anyway."

Fucking ridiculous.