A low, considering hum as he bumps his nose against hers.
"Ten percent."
Talking around the question of what she's holding, the value of it, where it's going and to who. Aleksei sways into her briefly before swaying back enough to see her face. The dig of her finger is coincidentally undisturbed by the motion.
"Maybe a little more, depending."
On all the unknown factors Aleksei deliberately isn't pressing her for. These are two different ventures, technically. They've just happened to share the same exit point.
His answering smile is all teeth, bright and easy and fond, telling everything even before Aleksei can hedge his way to some kind of straightforward request. He sways back in towards her, hand coming up to pinch her hip.
"Ohh, so generous, husband mine." She answers his pinch with another pinch, this to his arm. "So good a deal, I'd be a fool not to take it."
Faces close together, she can smell his breath, and somehow it isn't foul. "Luckily," she runs her free hand down his back, rocking him closer, "you can't run off and steal what I'm moving."
"Oh, that only happened once," Aleksei protests. "And it was all returned, when we realized."
A wave of his free hand, dismissive. A minor mishap, and more or less corrected at that. Aleksei can count on his thumbs how often he and Yevdokiya have returned stolen goods.
When he kisses her cheek, there's a light graze of teeth. Just so.
"And it cannot be said we didn't make it up to you."
"So kind." But she leans into the kiss, just slightly. Finally, she stops abusing his shoulder, so her fingers can trace invisible lines into the column of his neck. "It's a deal, Alyosha."
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"Ten percent."
Talking around the question of what she's holding, the value of it, where it's going and to who. Aleksei sways into her briefly before swaying back enough to see her face. The dig of her finger is coincidentally undisturbed by the motion.
"Maybe a little more, depending."
On all the unknown factors Aleksei deliberately isn't pressing her for. These are two different ventures, technically. They've just happened to share the same exit point.
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She sways with him like willow branches, eyes keen, smile half teeth.
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"You pick up the tab, at the next place."
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Faces close together, she can smell his breath, and somehow it isn't foul. "Luckily," she runs her free hand down his back, rocking him closer, "you can't run off and steal what I'm moving."
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A wave of his free hand, dismissive. A minor mishap, and more or less corrected at that. Aleksei can count on his thumbs how often he and Yevdokiya have returned stolen goods.
When he kisses her cheek, there's a light graze of teeth. Just so.
"And it cannot be said we didn't make it up to you."
More or less.
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Unless something better comes along.