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Characters: Athena and Baldr
Date/Time: December, 26th. Early afternoonish
Location: The Mansion library
Rating: Pg probably
Warnings: Baldr may still be angsty
Summary: Athena brings Baldr his present and they get to meet for the first time.

She had Sean's present in her arms as she hunted the halls. She walked by the library and noticed the door a little ajar. She pushed it open a little further and poked her head it to see if anyone was in there.

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...okay. Wasn't expecting that.

Still, he folded his arms around her, kissing her back, and not caring at all that he was getting her all wet.

She was already wet, so the rest of her getting that way didn't bother her in the slightest. She indulged in kissing him for a long moment, then finally broke the kiss, touching her forehead to his.

"I love you too, you big jealous jerk."

He did have the grace to look ashamed.
"I... I am sorry. I've sort of being doing this all wrong," he muttered.

"I'm not exactly an expert myself."

"I didn't intend for that to happen upstairs."

"I know," she said softly. "But I'm not sorry it did."

"You... aren't?" He seemed genuinely surprised by this statement.

"I'm a little embarrassed by the scene, sure, but I'm not sorry you said it. I'm not sorry you got jealous over nothing. Not in the least."

"...oh. That's... encouraging," he said, groping awkwardly for the right thing to say.

If only she could bottle this moment so she could look at it later. It probably wouldn't ever happen again. Triton being awkward. She couldn't help but smile.

"If it makes you feel any better, I almost fainted."

"You did?" he asked, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Promise. I was just a little shocked, that's all."

"That's a relief," he said, kissing her forehead.

She closed her eyes and sighed softly when his lips touched her forehead. "What about you? Are you going to be okay?"

He sighed and sank a little deeper into the water.
"...I doubt I will ever be allowed to live down this incident the rest of my life."

She pulled herself into him a little more closely. "To hell with what they think. Screw 'em."

Triton raised an eyebrow.
"You truly don't care?"

She shook her head. "Nope." And she kissed him softly to emphasis the statement.

He kissed her back tenderly.
"Is that why you didn't bother to change clothes before coming down here?" he asked, gently teasing.

She raised a brow, teasing right back. "If they bother you, I can take them off."

He shrugged.
"I've never really like having wet fabric on. I prefer just the feel of water against my skin."

"Well...wet denim is really uncomfortable." She took her arms from around him and went to unfasten her jeans. "Steady me, please. This isn't exactly easy."

He carefully put his arms out to hold her steady, moving his muscular tail behind her so that she could brace against it as she needed to.

Wet fabric like to cling, and she knew she'd have an issue immediately. So she decided to do it the even easier way. She gripped the denim and pulled, tearing it unceremoniously. She had to repeat the action twice to get them all the way off. "Well, that was more effort than I thought it would be."

"Better now?" he asked.