Alex The Immortal 2

 

 

 

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<Duncan> ::slowly drifts into wakefulness but doesn't open his eyes.  He smiles at the warm body next to him and the hum of presence in his head.  Sleepily he snuggles closer and mumbles::  Morning, sleepyhead.

 

<Methos> ::waking up to find himself with 200 pounds of amorous Scot wrapped around him he pauses for a moment, As cranky as he wants to be he can't pass up the chance to make Mac blush::  Highlander? ::rocking his hips back against Duncan's obvious affection and grinding:: You brought your sword to bed? Or are you just happy to see me?

 

<Duncan>  ::opens his eyes and looks down to see Methos instead of Amanda.  His eyes widen further and he scrambles back away from Methos, dragging the sheet with him and landing in a tangled heap on the floor.  Sighing he looks up with a frown.::  Why aren't you on the couch?

 

 

<Methos> Oh, make a bad joke, and you ban me to the sofa? ::looks shocked:: I wasn't the one trying to give you the rectal exam sans hands. My little Chicklet! ::raises brows and waits for Mac to remember why they were sleeping together in the first place::

 

<Duncan>  ::scowls further and begins rambling for his clothes, huffing::  What?  Chicklet?  Not funny, Methos.  ::looks up, shocked::  I mean Adam!  I mean... ::pulls his clothes on quickly and peers down at the sofa, suddenly remembering their guest.::

 

<Methos> ::sits cross-legged not bothering to hide his nudity and shoots daggers, swords and cannon balls at Duncan with his eyes:: I don't feel her, which is why you are not a head shorter.

 

<Duncan>  ::slumps when he sees that the couch has in fact been deserted and the linens are folded neatly in a stack along with the sweats and tee shirt she was wearing last night.  Sighing loudly he moves back to settle on the edge of the bed, staring into space::  She's gone, alright.  Back on the streets to get killed...or worse...run across some hunter that will kill her just because she's an easy target. ::shakes his head::  I thought we got through to her last night?  ::looks back at Methos over his shoulder::  Didn't you think so?

 

<Methos> ::stretches out on his side and fluffs up pillow before snuggling down into the mattress:: You did what you could. I was at my most charming. We tried. You can't save them all. She has a watcher, call Joe, he will keep you updated. ::watches Duncan carefully for a moment:: And if your going to brood start some coffee, I am in no mood.

 

<Duncan>  ::nods and pulls on his pants from the night before, turning to smile at Methos::  Yeah, you're right.  I'll call Joe after my shower.  You want breakfast? ::rambling around the cabinets to gather supplies to start the coffee::  I could make you something before I go for a run...

 

<Methos> ::opens one bleary eye and looks at him:: No food, but the sheet back to cover my stunning but naked body would be nice. ::gazes down on the floor with the one said eye, where Duncan dropped the sheet::

 

<Duncan>  ::glances up and then does a double take at the naked man sprawled across his bed.  He swallows and quickly averts his eyes, carrying a fresh hot cup of coffee up to Methos and retrieving the sheet on his way up::  Sorry about that, but you caught me off guard.  I guess I...::shrugs and stares at the floor, offering the sheet and coffee like an olive branch::  Here.

 

<Methos> Highlander. ::waits until he has Mac's attention then he looks at mug with same eye and then at the nightstand. Mentally demanding he place it there with a glance::  It's okay, I didn't really mind waking up to a big barbarian trying to have his way with me. ::said sarcastically with a smirk:: I am comfortable, tuck me in. ::eyes the sheet in Duncan's hands but makes no attempt to move::

 

<Duncan>  ::looks up and fidgets slightly, feeling suddenly very warm and blushing slightly.::  Yeah, I'm sure you didn't mind.  That's why you're glaring at me for waking you up so early. ::He sets the cup to the side and drags the sheet up over Methos, his eyes stealing glances as the pale skin is slowly hidden from view.::  Alright, you're covered up.  ::sounding slightly annoyed::  Are you done humiliating me, now?

 

<Methos> Now, now, I always glare before noon. ::turns over on his back and stretches luxuriously:: Now if you would like to come back to bed, and try it again after 12, I am sure I won't glare. ::smiles up at him and winks::

 

<Duncan>  ::blushes and looks away, shaking his head::  You give new meaning to the term "dirty old man" ya know that?  Now do you need anything else?  Otherwise I'm gonna go change and head out...probably be gone a couple of hours.  ::stands and begins pulling out clean sweats and rolls them into a small bundle before looking back at Methos::

 

<Methos> ::watching Duncan blush his mind and libido start racing:: Need or want? ::purred out::

 

<Duncan>  ::turns around and arches a brow at Methos before moving to side of the bed and bending to pick up the dirty clothes and place them in the laundry hamper::  Is there a difference, Methos?

 

<Methos> ::sighs like he is being put upon and stands up and places his hands on Duncan's shoulders.:: Again, I am having to teach you another lesson Highlander! ::presses his body against him and then starts to suck, lick and nibble on his neck:: Now, you may *want* me to stop. ::breathed on his skin:: But you do not *need* me too. 

 

<Alex>  ::opens the door to the barge, smiling::  Hey guys sorry it took so long but I got... OMG! ::blinks at the sight of the two men all over each other and then ducks her head, covering her eyes and blushing furiously::  I'm so sorry...I'll come back later on... ::turns to walk out the door::

 

<Duncan>  ::inhales deeply and bites back the moan as Methos' mouth begins to work on his neck.  He swallows thickly and closes his eyes against the sensation, recognizing another faint buzz all too late and turning a shocked face towards the door.  He blushes deeply and quickly moves out of Methos' reach, almost tripping in his haste.::  ALEX!  No...wait...hang on...we were just...I mean... ::looks at Methos and blushes deeper, deciding he'd rather face the girl that this naked temptation he calls friend::  Just hang on for a minute...::moves towards her carefully, blocking Methos from her sight::  We thought you'd left.  Where were you this morning?

 

<Methos> ::quickly snuffs his disappointment at the intrusion. And makes a mental note to dissect Duncan's reaction later. Defiantly not the one he expected.:: Don't be silly baby girl this is your place too. I am glad your back ::said sincerely as he turns grabs his coffee, bag, and locks himself in the bathroom for a shower::

 

<Alex> ::offers Duncan an apologetic smile and shrugs::  Hey, listen I'm sorry I ran out this morning.  I would have left a note or something but...::looks around the room::  I didn't want to ramble and you didn't have anything laying out.  ::slips her backpack off her shoulder and holds it in front of her::  I just figured I'd go grab my things, come back, and you guys wouldn't notice.  ::chews on her lip and stares at the floor::  I didn't think that I might interrupt your morning...uhh....well...whatever it is you guys do in the morning.  I'm sorry.  I just thought if I got my clothes you wouldn't have to buy any or whatever, ya know? ::looks up hoping he'll understand::

 

<Methos> ::springs out of the bathroom fully dressed and uncharacteristically cheerful:: So Lad and Lady. What's the plan for today? ::drops a chaste kiss on Alex's cheek as he passes by, then wraps Duncan up in a 'look I can count your taste buds with the tip of my tongue kiss' before moving to pour himself a fresh cup of coffee::

 

<Duncan>  ::starts to protest and make some wry comment about Methos being so cheerful when his open mouth is subsequently ravaged by the older immortal.  Unable to put up even a brief struggle with their audience, he sighs and allows his eyes to close, savoring and cataloging all the tastes and sensations the kiss evokes, noting that it's not even remotely unpleasant.  When Methos pulls away Duncan sighs, gasping for air slightly and blinking::  Good morning, Adam.  You're in a good mood this morning.  ::smiles at Alex and ushers her into the kitchen::  I was just about to suggest that we get some breakfast and then take Alex out to buy some new clothes.  ::eyes the sweater and jeans critically::  While your clothes look pretty good on her, that don't seem to fit her any better than they do you. ::starts to pull things from the fridge and set them out:: Besides, I'm sure she'd like to have some things of her own. 

 

<Methos> Of course I am in a good mood. I was probed by a barbarian this morning ::smirks and winks at Alex:: Oh, that is a great idea. Just give me your credit cards and Alex and I will gladly spend your money. ::slides up to sit on the island and looks between Alex and Mac:: Since you think my cloths are ill-fitting, maybe I should buy me a new suit or two. ::pulls Alex up to sit next to him and fixes a few strands of hair that have sprung lose while smirking at Mac::

 

<Alex> ::giggles and blushes, allowing herself to be pulled up next to Methos and swinging her legs, slightly::  Sounds like you guys had a busy morning.  But I really don't need anything.  I've got some jeans and stuff.  I just don't get how you think somebody is *actually* gonna give me a job. ::wrinkles her nose and looks skeptical::  I'm not exactly overflowing with talent, ya know?

 

<Duncan>  ::carefully flips the omlette and arches a brow::  You need new clothes.  And I think the two of you shopping together is a good idea...I just think I'll give Alex the card.  She's less likely to charge a hot tub to the account.  ::arches a brow at Methos::  Besides, I've already got an idea of a job for you, Alex.  A friend of mine owns a bar and he's usually looking for a good waitress or two.  ::slips the food onto a plate and presents it to her with a flourish, smiling::  I could go talk to him while you two are out today.  And we could meet there this afternoon, say around 5ish? ::looks at Methos:: 

 

<Methos> Where's the Love?!?! ::shakes his head sadly at Duncan:: You don't trust me, *hot stuff*?? ::waggles eyebrows at him:: That sounds good, We will shop, eat, browse hot tubs and meet you at Joe's at five. But we expect some cash, we will have to eat out, and I am thinking a manicure and pedicure are in order. ::grins and steals a bite of food off of Alex's plate::

 

<Alex>  ::watches them banter and munches her food quietly.  She quirks a brow as a few pieces of the conversation seem to puzzle her::  Waitressing sounds cool, but I thought Joe was the name of your priest? ::looks at Adam and pulls her plate out of reach before he snags another bite::  And what's all this stuff about hot tubs?  Somebody got a fetish or something?  ::giggles and looks at Duncan::  Juice?

 

<Duncan>  ::gives Alex a confused look and pulls out a bottle of juice for her, uncapping it before handing it over::  Here you are.  And Adam here has been after me for ages to install a tub or something instead of just that shower in the bathroom.  ::looks at Adam::  But what's this business about a priest? ::arches a brow and frowns at Methos::

 

<Methos> ::chuckles:: Aren't all bartenders priest? Or at least shrinks. ::shrugs:: I told her you were calling Joe last night, he is kinda your priest. ::winks at Alex:: I tend to exaggerate at times. You will get use to it. ::decides to use the couple ploy to it's best advantage while it is still intact and slides off the counter and presses his body seductively against Mac wrapping his arms around his waist and pouting up at him:: But now that we have a guest, we really should think about a little hot tub to put on the deck. ::licks his lips and smiles sweetly:: I promise you will like the way we christen it, stud muffin. ::blows in his ear hotly::

 

<Duncan>   ::inhales and trembles slightly, trying to keep his face neutral but moaning softly when Methos breathes in his ear::  Mmmmmm...yeah...I'm sure I would, Adam.  But uh...::feels his body start to react and pulls away, depositing the dishes in the sink to be cleaned up later and moving to grab some clothes.  He pauses and pulls out some cash and two credit cards, handing them to Alex and smiling::  I need to shower before I go meet with my "priest".  Take these and keep him *away* from the hot tubs.  Have fun and don't let him go overboard.  He's already trying to kill me ::looks at Methos and locks his brown eyes with hazel ones::  Can't have me keeling over from a heart attack when I get the bill, now can we, pookie?  ::pouting his lips just slightly before turning to head into the bathroom and shower.::

 

<Alex> ::looks at the money and credit cards and starts to giggle, shaking her head as the giggles grow and become full blown side spliting laughter.  She jumps off the counter and puts her dishes in the sink following Duncan's example and when she turns around and glances at Adam and the money again, her laughter erupts anew.  Finally, gasping for air and with tears of mirth streaming down her face, she manages to pull herself together.::  Oh my god, you two are hilarious!  The irony of this situation is just too much!

 

<Methos>::mumbles I will take my chances on you recovering from a heart failure at Mac's back::  No kidding I spent 3 years trying to pick his pocket. ::sniffs:: I guess he considers you the lesser of the two evils. ::grins:: Come on, my little partner in crime. ::drops an arm around her shoulder and moves her to the door:: Let's go see if we can give him a heart attack. ::stops to pull on his blazer adjusting his sword::

 

<Alex> ::follows Adam and watches him carefully::  So where are we going?  I mean...I don't have a clue about shopping.  Haven't exactly had many opportunities to do it...::tilts her head and cranes her neck:: And what the heck are you doing?  Problems with your jacket?

 

<Methos> I carry a sword for protection also. ::opens jacket and flashes her the sword:: Soon we will get you one as well, I am thinking a smallish Tanto, but we will decide much later. ::winks at her:: Not to worry, We will shop until Duncan drops. Just stick with me. I know all the best stores. Which reminds me, you will need a coat long enough to carry a sword in. ::opens the door for her::

 

<Alex> ::laughs and looks shocked::  Me?  A sword?  I was right, you guys are weird.  ::looks upward and shrugs::  But I can deal with weird.  ::pulls at his arm suddenly excited::  So come on already!  We're wasting daylight!  The clothes and hot tubs are calling... ::bouncing slightly and walking out the door and down the gangplank::

 

<Methos> ::jogs down the plank after her:: Will you wait, I am an old man. ::laughs and wraps a companionable arm around her shoulders:: I think the first thing we should do is turn left up here, and then go right, we have the city and Mac's money at out fingertips.

 

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<Duncan>   ::nears Le Blues Bar several hours later.  He parks the car and goes inside, waving at the bartender and making his way back to Joe's office.::  Hey Joe, you back here?

 

<Joe> Mac! Come on in have a seat. Whatcha know good? ::eyes him worried about the immortal of the week on the lose::

 

<Duncan>   ::smiles warmly and settles in a chair opposite his watcher::  Thanks, Joe.  And I don't know if you'd call it good...but Methos is out shopping with my credit cards.  I may be broke before dinner.  ::chuckles softly::

 

<Joe> ::does a classic double take and looks concerned:: Why does Methos have your credit cards Mac? Have you taken a quickening recently I wasn't aware of? ::grins:: Amy just called in and saw Adam and your girl heading into a boutique off of laumbar St.

 

<Duncan>   ::smiles and nods::  Yeah, he's taking her shopping for some clothes and things.  Hence the credit cards.  ::shrugs::  It was the least I could do...well...considering everything... ::sighs and looks down::

 

<Joe> ::sits back and puts on his best, tell me your woes you’re my best friend face:: Everything Mac?

 

<Duncan>   ::averts his eyes for a moment and looks up, a pained expression on his face.::  Let's just say that our initial meeting wasn't under the best of circumstances.  ::quirks a smile as he realizes now why he heard her laughing in the kitchen after he handed her his credit cards::  She tried to pick my pocket, Joe.  ::shakes his head::  Trouble was...::lets the smile slip just a bit::  I didn't realize she was a girl when she did it.  ::looks up sheepishly::  I went a little overboard on her.

 

<Joe> Accidents happen Mac, don’t beat your self up over it. I am sure you will over compensate now. ::grins at him and nods for him to keep going::

 

<Duncan>  ::nods::  Yeah, well I'm trying.  ::shakes his head::  But I don't know how much I *can* do.  ::folds his hands together, resting his elbows on the chair and looking thoughtful::  Who knows how much longer she'll have?  And then what?  I just... ::closes his eyes as images of Ritchie flash in his mind::  I don't think I can do this again.  Not after... ::trails off and swallows thickly::

 

<Joe> ::Nods sympathetically:: I understand. We can always find her someone else if you can't. ::smiles at Duncan:: Is it more complicated? Do you have feelings, have you shared a bed with her? ::trying to be delicate::

 

<Duncan>  ::groans and rolls his eyes before dropping his face in his at his *other* pending problem, panic thickening his accent just slightly::  Noh...but at this point I almost wish I had. It would have been better than the lie I'm going to be stuck living for...::looks helpless::  gods...indefinitely!  ::exhales loudly and shakes his head::  They're both going to be the death of me.  Or I'm going to be the death of them, one.

 

<Joe> ::arches brow and watches him for a minute, confused:: What lie is that MacLeod?

 

<Duncan>   ::looks at Joe and blushes before staring at the floor and mumbling softly::  Adam convinced her that we were lovers so she wouldn't feel threatened and stay with us last night. ::winces and looks up, waiting for Joe's reaction.::

 

<Joe> That is one calculating son of a bitch! ::rubs hand over his beard and chuckles softly, shaking his head:: So I take gather it worked. ::still laughing:: Then again most of his plans do. What are you going to do about that? ::smiles at Duncan::

 

<Duncan>   ::frowns and looks dejected at not receiving any sympathy from Joe and slouches in his chair::  Oh aye, it worked all right.  *Too* well.  ::flushes again at the memory of waking up next Methos, and Methos pressed against him kissing his neck, and then that kiss before breakfast.  He shakes his head to clear the thoughts before they start to affect him and shrugs::  But what *can* I do?  If we tell her it was a lie, she'll disappear and something tells me she's got the same level skill as the old man in that area.  ::sighs::  Noh, I'll just have to put up with I suppose at least until we can get her settled in some place of her own.  ::suddenly remembering his whole purpose for coming::  I don't suppose you could use a waitress in the bar right now?  Nothing too extensive or anything but just a few hours here and there to reintroduce her to society.  ::gives Joe a hopeful look::

 

<Joe> ::narrows eyes at Mac thoughtfully:: Of course, I will let her work as much as she wants, you know that, anything for a friend. ::tilts head and nods as if reaching a decision:: If pretending Methos is your 'Boyfriend' will be so hard for you, why pretend? ::deliberately leaving it as a double meaning:: How is 'Mr. Never get involved unless at gun point unless I can convince someone it was not my idea to be a hero' handling this?

 

<Duncan>  ::quirks a brow and a smile::  Oh you know Adam, anything that drives me crazy he revels in.  I mean, he actually got up before noon and took her shopping.  What does *that* tell you? 

 

<Joe> ::grins at him:: Tells me you have avoided my first question. I figured he would take her under his wing on the sly. He is a lot like you, even though you can't see it. ::shakes his head:: 

 

<Duncan>   ::drops his gaze into his lap and fiddles with his coat::  Well, what am I supposed to say Joe?  I've had a relationship with the old cynic thrust on me in the last 24 hours.  Never mind the fact that he's playing his half of the role very enthusiastically.  ::shakes his head::  How am I supposed to know if it's an act for her, to get under my skin, or for real?  I can't see through him any better than you can on most things.  ::sighs::  And this is no different.

 

<Joe> How enthusiastically Duncan? ::face open and non judgmental:: How is it getting under your skin? ::smiles at Mac as if he were a child:: I could tell you what I see as a watcher, but you may not like the answers.

 

<Duncan>   ::frowns and looks at Joe, a serious expression on his face::  And what do you see, Joe?  Because all I can honestly see is a man that's doing a *great* job at convincing Alex that he and I are a couple.  ::snorts softly::  He's even using disgusting pet names.  ::narrows his eyes and scowls more::  So help me if I hear "love muffin" or "sugar lips" one more time, its gonna involve swords and a fantastic light show.

 

<Joe> ::snickers at the pet names:: Okay, Mac, My Advice? Want me to shoot straight with you? Play your part back around the girl, and get to him. We both know you do. I mean Methos spends more time pulling our collective asses out of a sling than he does pretending not to give a damn. I saw through it from the start. I thought by now, you would have as well. ::smiles:: I think I would like to hear his part of the story once you get under his skin, or he may just attack you. ::shrugs::  Either way it is bound to be interesting. I would love to be a fly on the wall.

 

<Duncan>   ::looks thoughtful for a moment and smiles::  You may have a point, Joe.  ::allows the smile to widen at the idea of a little pay back to Methos for the mornings events::  In fact I think you've got a damn good point.  And as long as this stays discreet in the chronicle ::shooting Joe a warning look:: then you may just get your wish.  They're supposed to meet me here in about... ::checks his watch:: ...another hour.  I wanted to talk to you about Alex before he brought her over.  Let her check the place out.

 

<Joe> Duncan, why don't you and Methos train her together until you can find someone more suitable? ::watches him carefully:: I mean as long as your pretending to be a couple anyway, put him to work. ::grins:: Then make him pay his bar tab! ::laughs then snickers:: Or I could wait to write it off as a wedding gift when you two make it official. Then you could adopt the girl and live happily ever after. ::laughing almost hysterically:: Until Amanda finds out.

 

<Duncan>  ::looks mildly amused and shakes his head before Joe's laughter becomes contagious and he begins to chuckle along with the watcher.  Visions of Methos in a wedding dress make him laugh harder and finally he drops all pretense of being offended and joins Joe's merriment::  You're a real riot, Dawson, do you know that?  ::rolls his eyes and sighs::  But the idea did cross my mind about the both of us training her.  Hell, speaking of Amanda...if I didn't think she'd get the girl killed or captured, I'd send them off together.  I just don't think the world is ready for two pretty immortal thieves, do you?

 

<Joe> Oh good Lord no! ::eyes widen in terror at the prospect:: Amanda and a pick pocket. You would end up having to break them out of Leavenworth.

 

<Duncan>  ::nods and gives Joe a knowing look, smiling.  Then suddenly he feels the tingle of presence and reaches inside his coat before familiar voices drift to him and he relaxes and smiles again in Joe's direction::  We've got company.  I wonder how much my bank account is going to be hurting after this...::stands slowly::  Shall we go meet them?

 

<Joe> ::rises up on his cane and follows Mac out:: Let's go

 

 

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<Duncan>   ::moves back towards the main part of the bar and immediately spot Alex and Methos, smiling and laughing and surrounded by several dozen various bags from some of the more expensive stores in Paris.  He inwardly winces but smiles at them and approaches the table::  Well it looks like you two had fun.  Tell me, did you leave *anything* in the stores?  ::settles into a chair next to Methos and reaches to entwine his hand with the old man's.  Leaning close he whispers...::  And there better not be a hot tub delivered in the next few days or someone will have *a lot* of explaining to do. ::kissing the ear before pulling away and looking completely natural::

 

<Methos> ::looks at the highlander as if he had just sprouted horns and a tail and swallows before putting on a look of innocent little lamb:: But Darling, I thought you said yes to the hot tub.

 

<Joe> ::watches the two and chuckles::  Alex? Hi, I am Joe your new boss, ever worked in a bar before? ::shakes her hand and smiles:: It is easy, any moron can do it. ::points to his chest to show an example before laughing::

 

<Alex>  ::smiles at Duncan and Methos before focusing on the older man and shaking his hand::  Nice to meet you, Joe.  And no...::looks a bit shy and hesitant::  but I'm a pretty quick learner.  You just tell me what to do and I'll try my best.  I really appreciate you giving me a shot.  ::looks at Duncan::  I know you're doing it as a favor for Duncan.. ::looks back at Joe::  but I'm really grateful and all.  These two are spoiling me so much that they may never be rid of me.  ::glances back to her new guardians while fumbling in her back pocket and retrieving the credit cards and sliding them across the table::  And relax Duncan...we caught a lot of sales and I kept him *away* from the hot tubs and stuff. ::giggles and smiles at him::

 

<Methos> Yes, and let the learning begin. Alex be a love and walk around that bar there and pour me a draft will you. You have exhausted the old man today. ::puts his feet up on a near by chair and tries to unwrap his hand from Mac's:: 

 

<Alex>  ::giggles and stands, eyeing the bar suspiciously::  Only one problem...how do I do that?  ::shrugs and looks at Joe::  I don't suppose you can show me around me?  Give me an idea of what I'll be doing and stuff?  I just want to be a bit prepared when I start so I can do a good job, ya know? 

 

<Joe> Sure thing Kiddo, ::Maneuvers around the bar motioning her over explains everything as they go in hushed tones::

 

<Duncan>  ::tightens his hold on Methos' hand as he watches Alex and Joe discussing her new job and duties.  He turns back around to stare at Methos sprawled across two chairs and purrs::  So she wore you out today, huh?  Too bad...

 

<Methos> ::narrows eyes at Duncan warily:: What are you up to Highlander and ::shakes his hand away from Duncan:: Stop that. I have spent the whole day babysitting, I am in no mood for your games. ::tries to act put upon:: Oh, I got her a lovely little Tanto, I think it will be perfect, she liked the weight of it. ::smiles proudly glancing up at the girl::

 

<Duncan>  ::smiles and nods, realizing that Joe had been right about Methos taking it upon himself to get things started::  I was just playing the happy couple.  ::quirks a brow and shifts in his seat before beginning to rub Methos' shoulders, using strong fingers to relax the tense muscles there::  The sword sounds like a good choice.  I'm guessing you got her a coat or jacket to conceal it?   And I must say...I'm rather proud of you.  I thought after the way you behaved last night that you'd never leave the barge again.  Developing a soft spot for her, old man?

 

<Methos> ::eyes widen at Duncan but he does not fend the touch off:: We could save the happy couple routine until it is necessary. ::rolls neck and sighs:: You have one hour to get your filthy hands off me you brute. ::snickers:: And I looked out the window this morning and caught a glimpse of her watcher. That is the only reason I left the barge, Mr. Know it all. ::grins::

 

<Duncan>  ::chuckles and continues his careful massage, leaning close to whisper in Methos' ear, huskily::  Amy.  I already heard.  And in case you *hadn't* noticed...she is still watching the both of us very closely.  And we wouldn't want her to get spooked and disappear now would we?  ::settles back into his chair and frowns::  It's going to take more than an hour to get rid of all these knots.  Why are you so tense old man?  Something spook you today? 

 

<Methos> Yes, as a matter of fact I have been spooked all day it started this morning, with a barbarian in heat pawing at me, and has ended that way as well. Lucky me, the day is not over yet. ::tries his best to sound haughty:: And you would not let me get a hot tub! ::pulls away from him pouting and goes and pours his own draft, bringing Mac back one as well:: Calling to Alex and Joe to put it on Mac's tab. 

 

<Duncan>  ::watches with an amused expression but feels a touch of regret at Methos shying away from him. He shrugs it off and figures that it must just be the act and accepts the beer::  Thanks.  ::quietly he sips at the beer and then a puzzling thought crosses his mind.  Alex wasn't there first thing this morning.  And Methos had seemed just as eager then.  He stares thoughtfully down into the glass and dismisses it.  Methos must have sensed her earlier than he had and wanted to give the girl a show and embarrass him in the process.::  Well you're not getting a hot tub, Adam, so stop pouting.  ::takes a sip and can't resist the urge to tease::  Besides, I do that much better than you do.

 

<Methos> ::watches Mac carefully trying to read his thoughts:: I don't ask for much *sweet pea*, you think you could be a little less stubborn about this one issue. ::taking a drink of his beer::  Do you know how dangerous this whole charade is for me? I must be out of my mind. ::shakes head and looks away::

 

<Duncan>  You're worse than a spoiled child being denied candy before dinner. ::looks concerned and can't mask the worry in his voice::  And what do you mean dangerous?  If you didn't want to take part in this you could have just left.  You still can, angel face. ::sounding angry::  No one is keeping you here.  ::takes a large swallow and sighs::  I'll think of something to tell Alex.

 

<Methos> ::narrows eyes and shoots him a few daggers:: It is dangerous, because I do not *WANT* to take another quickening. And every young buck straight out of the chute comes looking for a MacLeod to make a name for themselves. It is hazardous to any immortal to be in the same time zone as a MacLeod. ::sighs and takes another drink:: When are we going home? And your cooking dinner. I'm tired. ::pouts again::

 

<Duncan>  ::finishes the beer and stands, scowling::  For someone who hates the idea of even being in the same time zone as me, I notice you seem to spend an awful lot of time where ever *I* am.  ::tosses some money at Methos::  And take a cab home.  I'll take Alex out to dinner so you can go home and pout in private.  Wouldn't want you to exert yourself.  ::starts to walk away::  One more thing...leave the bags...*I'll* take care of it.  ::glaring and goes to pay the tab at the bar::

 

<Methos> ::watches Duncan move away and smirks to himself as an idea hits him, standing up and following him to the bar:: Oh Duncan? ::said sing song sweet as he smiles at Joe and Alex::

 

<Duncan>   ::closes his eyes and groans inwardly before turning around to face Methos.::  Wha-at? ::singing back at the other man and trying to keep his tone light despite the anger he's feeling at the moment::

 

<Methos> ::throws himself in Mac's arms and starts kissing him. First a little timid kiss, Then a 'look I have a tongue kiss', that turns into a 'hey, I can count your teeth kiss', that melts into a 'ohhh, so you still have your tonsils kiss'. breaking away to say:: But I am hungry, If I can't go with you, will you bring me home a doggie bag ::kissing him again quickly before smiling up at him shyly:: lover?

 

<Joe> ::nudges Alex:: Go get the fire extinguisher, one of them may spontaneously combust in a second.

 

<Duncan>  ::blinks at the initial kiss but this time instead of fighting it, he kisses back.  He closes his eyes and concentrates all his effort on putting as much real emotion into the kiss and Methos is putting drama into it.  He sighs and pulls Methos closer to him, not forcing anything but mating his mouth with Methos', massaging the full lips and darting his tongue playfully against the other man's.  With a smile he lets Methos pull away and then chuckles at the quick follow up, mumbling softly::  I never said you couldn't come with us, but yes, if you want I'll bring you back something, sweetheart.  ::sneaks a hand down to pinch Methos' butt and grinning wickedly::

 

<Alex>  ::blinks and jumps slightly when Joe nudges her, remembering to close her mouth and stop staring::  Huh?  Oh...wow!  They always like this?  ::whispered to Joe::

 

<Joe> Not always sometimes they actually like each other. ::laughs and runs a hand through his hair::

 

<Methos> ::locks eyes with the highlander , very obviously considering his reaction, but keeps a soft shy smile on his face:: Will you bring me back ::discreetly pushing his hardened affection against Mac's thigh:: Anything I want? :: said seductively as he reaches up and sucks Duncan's bottom lip into his mouth briefly::

 

<Alex>  ::giggles softly and shakes her head::  I can tell I'll be working a lot of nights.  Not so sure I want to be trying to sleep while they're ummm...well... ::trails off and blushes deeper.::

 

<Joe> Hey, you come here and work or hang out anytime you want. ::pats her on the shoulder:: Your part of the family now. I live upstairs, you can come hide out here anytime, kiddo. ::smiles at her reassuringly::

 

<Duncan>   ::groans softly and smiles, pushing back against Methos, not trying to hide his response either.::  Mmmm...anything.  ::leans closer to nibble on Methos' ear and whispers::  Except that hot tub. ::pulling back and giving Methos a teasing look::

 

<Methos> ::pouts:: but you would really like me in a hot tub. ::smiles and wraps his arms around Mac's waist before licking his neck and whispering in his ear:: I can be a lot of fun, naked and wet. ::sucking on his neck:: You know this is twice you will leave me in this condition. This game your playing is going to be the death of me. ::pats his ass before breaking the embrace and sliding up on the bar stool.

 

<Duncan>  ::chuckles and hands Joe the money for the drinks before leaning to whisper at Methos::  Consider it a promise.  After all we do have to keep up appearances. ::straightens and looks at Alex::  Come on, Alex.  Let's go grab some dinner and let Adam here go home and rest.  Seems he just *can't* keep up with the youngsters anymore.  ::moves to collect the bags before nodding and waving a hand a Joe::  See you later, Joe.  And make sure he gets home in one piece for me, okay?

 

<Alex>  ::smiles at Duncan and Adam before moving out from behind the bar.::  On my way, Duncan.  Oh and thanks Joe.  I'll see you tomorrow at what time?  ::stopping behind Methos to kiss his cheek::  Thanks for the shopping and I'll work on him for you...maybe we'll be able to out vote him.

 

<Methos> ::grumbles and waves at both as he leans over the bar and draws himself another Draft:: Yes, Joe, Take me Drunk I will soon be home.

 

<Joe> You kids be careful, Alex, see you tomorrow about 10am. I will show you everything else. ::smiles at Mac and Her before pouring a shot of Whiskey for the grumbling old man at the bar and laughing at him::

 

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<Methos> ::approaches the barge staggering  making out Duncan and Alex he only makes it a few more steps before dropping to his knees and panting::

 

<Duncan>  ::stops mid sentence in his conversation with Alex and stiffens as he senses another immortal.  Carefully moving her towards the door, he scans the horizon and catches a glimpse of what looks like Methos collapsing.::  Go inside, Alex, and stay there.  Don't come out or answer the door.  I'll be back in a minute... ::unlocking the door and dropping the bags just inside before retreating hastily and going towards the body he saw fall::

 

<Alex> ::gives Duncan a puzzled look and stumbles slightly as he shifts her closer to the door.  She barely has time to mumble a protest before he's shoved her inside the barge and closed the door::  Duncan, what?  What is it?  But I...why? ::sighing and moving the bags from her shopping trip with Adam down into the main room, before peeking out the porthole to try and watch for Duncan.::

 

<Methos> ::struggles to his feet again, and watches as Duncan rushes to him:: I am okay Highlander. ::said through gritted teeth:: There is still one, but I don't feel him.

 

<Duncan>  ::stops with his hand inside his coat, not removing the katana but glancing around as he approaches Methos::  Yeah sure, you're alright.  That's why you just collapsed.  ::wraps an arm around the other man and supports his weight::  What were they?  Hunters?

 

<Methos> ::hisses when Mac wraps his arm around him:: Yes, I got one. One is still lose. ::struggling to remain on his feet he slumps against Duncan. The recent quickening still throbbing through his body like a live wire:: 

 

<Duncan>  ::winces in sympathy and bends to lift Methos over his shoulder and carry him quickly to the barge and up the gangplank::  Did they give you a name?  Or tell you who they were looking for? ::banging on the door to the barge::  Alex!  It's me, open up.

 

<Alex> ::moves quickly to the door and gasps at the sight of Duncan with Adam over his shoulder.  She hurriedly unlocks the door and opens it allowing them both inside before locking it and following them both to the sofa where Duncan carefully deposits his bundle::  Oh my god!  What the hell happened?  Did he get mugged or something?

 

<Methos> ::hisses at Duncan again as he is placed on the sofa::  Name? The one in here refusing to assimilate was known as Franklin DeRorche. The one still out there he called Marcus Testory. ::looks at Alex:: I got in a fight Mon Ami, I am fine. Do not worry so. ::tries to smile::

 

<Duncan>  ::nods and lifts the phone, dialing the number for Joe.::  We'll see what Joe knows.  Maybe he can tell us something about them.  The names don't ring a bell for me.  ::motions to Alex::  Go grab him some clothes and I'll help him up to the shower when I'm done.

 

<Alex> ::smiles at Adam and tries to ease his coat off of him, gasping at the blood stains and holes in his sweater and jeans.  She gives Duncan a confused look but moves to do what he has asked, mumbling::  Fine my ass.  You look like a vampire finger painted with bodily fluids all over you.  Men.  ::looks at Adam::  Sweats okay?  Or you want the pajamas you bought today?

 

<Methos> ::grasping her arm, his eyes turn hard, cold for a moment as he looks her up and down. Fighting to keep the personality of the man who's quickening he just took at bay, he struggles with a smile:: I am fine little one. ::letting her go and struggling to get on his feet:: I just need a shower. A soak in a hot tub would be nice. ::tries to tease but it comes out monotone:: PJ's ::reconsiders:: No, sweats will do.

 

<Alex> ::winces but nods and smiles, moving towards the bed area and rifling through the drawers finally producing some grey sweat pants and a matching shirt.  Handing them both two him, she offers what support she can and again shoots Duncan a worried look.::  Here ya go, Adam.  Just...yell if you need anything. ::smiles at Adam::  Who knows?  After this maybe he will get you that tub, right Duncan?

 

<Duncan>  ::whispers quietly into the phone watching Methos and Alex and trying to offer reassuring smiles when he can.  He looks up when he hears her call his name and nods, covering the phone briefly::  Whatever he wants.  ::turns away and goes back to talking to Joe::

 

<Methos> ::trembling:: Be a good pet ::reaches out and strokes her cheek, lovingly :: And go start the shower for me? Very hot? ::leans against the wall breathing deeply and squeezes his eyes shut willing the intruder to settle::

 

<Alex> ::smiles and reaches up to hold his hand in place and give it a light squeeze::  Sure thing, Adam.  Be right back. ::disappears into the bathroom, pulling out towels and cranking up the shower::

 

<Duncan>  ::hangs up the phone and sets it down, watching Methos closely::  Joe hasn't heard anything about any new immortals in town but he's gonna do some checking and get back to us.  Now, you want to tell me exactly what happened?  Or would you rather wait until after your shower? ::softly, so Alex won't hear::

 

<Methos> ::sighs and opens his eyes looking at the highlander:: We fought, I won, the other came, I took a swan dive and washed up on the bank. Same old story. They were hunters. Again the same old same old. They didn't play by the rules. ::closes his eyes again:: And one is still out there. What more do you need to know right now? ::said softly. As he mentally fights the interlopers push to get angry and lash out at Mac::

 

<Alex> ::reappears with a smile and touches Adam on the arm, gently::  Shower's ready, Adam.  Nice and hot.  I laid out towels and stuff for you too.  ::looks between the two men::  Hey, everything okay?

 

 <Duncan>  ::nods but doesn't look up, moving to the bar to pour a glass of scotch and then start up the fire::  Fine.  Go shower, Adam.  Alex, come and let's get this place warmed up, he'll need it after he's done.

 

<Methos> ::loses his balances and falls against Alex. Holding on to her he presses his face into her neck nuzzling away her hair until he can lay his mouth on her jugular vein. Feeling her pulse drum against his lips he sighs softly fighting the urge to kiss or bite her:: Thank you ::murmured against skin he tries to pull away but can't::

 

<Alex> ::starts to move away from Adam, but when he falls against her she instinctively reaches out, wrapping her arms around him, supporting him.  Her face crumples in concern before inhaling sharply when he begins to nuzzle at her neck.  Her pulse quickens and she licks her lips, blinking in confusion and wondering what's going on.::  You-you're welcome, A-A-Adam. ::stammered nervously::

 

<Duncan>  ::turns to look back and widens his eyes at seeing Adam draped over Alex, clutching at her tightly.  He watches closely, not saying anything, to see if he should intervene or perhaps, admitting to himself with a sigh, disappear and leave them alone for awhile::

 

<Methos> ::drops to his knees pressing the side of his face into her stomach and wrapping his arms around her waist:: I am sorry dove. I didn't mean to scare you ::rubbing her softly with his forehead like he is begging:: I am not myself right now. Please forgive me. ::trembles but holds her tight, Fighting the voice that says to take her, lay a claim on her body::

 

<Alex> ::smiles down at him, hugging him close and running her fingers through his hair soothingly::  It's fine, Adam.  You haven't scared me. ::softly cooing to him::  Just surprised is all.  It's alright...::easing down to the floor with him, and tilting his head to look into his eyes::  Come on, you.  You're losing all your hot water.  ::urging him to his feet, and offering her strength to him::  Let's get you cleaned up, okay?

 

<Duncan>  ::smiles affectionately at her gentle soothing and nurturing of Methos.::  You want me to help, Adam?  Or can Alex help you?  Are you okay? ::lacing the words and hoping that Methos will pick up on the real question he's asking about whether the other man is in control enough to allow Alex to take care of him::

 

<Methos> ::losing the battle he wraps his arms around her and claims her mouth in a searing kiss, moaning softly. His hands pulling at her clothes under their own violation. Teasing and stroking her skin as he manages to expose it. Growling softly as he tries to regain control of his body he pushes her away blinking at her:: No! ::said more to himself than her:: No, ::blinks away tears of sheer effort::

 

<Alex> ::allows the kiss and continues her gentle petting of him, remaining calm despite wondering what brought about this turn of events.  She closes her eyes and holds him close, not fighting his touch but startling back to reality at his abrupt retreat from her.::  Adam?  Adam, it's okay.  ::smiles::  I don't mind.  ::blushes softly::  But maybe you'd like Duncan to help you?  Hmm? ::stepping back up to him and caressing his face with her hand, concern tinting her words and facial features.::

 

<Methos> ::shaking with the effort of controlling his body he can only pant out:: Not safe. ::swallows harshly and staggers backwards:: Can't control. ::shakes his head no fighting it:: Not like this. ::closes his eyes tightly then looks at her again:: Duncan? Take a walk with her. I can't fight him much longer.

 

<Duncan>  ::steps in between and shakes his head::  I'm not leaving you alone.  If the other guy comes back you're in no shape to face him. ::drops a hand on Alex's shoulder and smiles at her before looking back at Methos::  Now you can go shower by yourself, or one or both of us helps you.  Those are your only options.  We are *not* leaving you. ::softly::

 

<Methos> ::swallows hard and looks at Mac pleadingly:: It's not me. ::whispers:: It's not me. ::turns and teeters into the bathroom leaving the door open. He steps out of his torn bloody cloths and under the spray of the water sagging heavily against the wall::

 

<Alex> ::watches with something like pained sympathy and follows Adam inside, glancing back at Duncan before slipping out her shoes and pulling her shirt over her head.  Her hands drift down to just push at the waist of the baggy jeans, sending them to puddle at her feet before she deftly removes her bra and panties and stepping confidently into the shower with Adam, reaching for him and wrapping him in her embrace.::  It will be okay, we're right here. ::whispered in his ear::

 

<Duncan>  ::gasps at the sight before and quickly follows Alex's example.  He kicks her clothes to the side and tosses Methos' ruined ones out into the bedroom to be discarded, before stripping down and easing into the small shower, pressing himself against Methos' back and wrapping his arms around both of them, holding them tightly::

 

<Methos> ::sighs and stops fighting the quickening. His body is humming with the power coursing through him, and he leans down to claim her lips once more. Making love to her mouth with his he runs his hands over her body, caressing , pinching, and stroking the most sensitive areas while grinding his hips simultaneously against her and Duncan::

 

<Alex> ::opens her mouth and returns the kiss sweetly, arching into his touch and sliding her body against his, relaxing beneath the spray and letting her hands roam over the smooth planes of his back, around to chest, mimicking his movements while massaging him and washing the remaining blood from his body.  She opens her eyes briefly, smiling at Duncan before reaching out to cradle his cheek and then slid that hand back to tangle in dark wet strands of his hair.::

 

<Methos> ::moans loudly at her willingness. Sliding one hand between her thighs to stroke her moist folds and tease the small nub of nerves there; the other cups the back of her head to pull her further into the devastating kiss::

 

<Duncan>  ::rubs his face against Methos' neck, nuzzling and kissing the juncture of the man's neck and shoulder.  His arms drift down to wrap around Methos and Alex's waist, flexing his fingers into her skin and meeting her smile with one of his own.  His body begins to respond to all the stimulation, both visual and tactile, delighting in the contrast between Methos' firm, lean body and Alex's soft curvaceous one.  Duncan presses his growing erection between the cleft of the other man's ass and moves his hand back around Alex's body until he find's Methos' hip, inching between them to begin a slow stroking of the steely erection he finds.::

 

<Methos> ::turning her around and pressing her back against him he cups both breast while pinching and soothing her nipples between his forefinger and thumb. He kisses and sucks where her shoulder meets her long neck:: Mmmmmm. ::he moans and bucks into Duncan wantonly grinding against Mac's hardness while thrusting into his hand::

 

<Alex> ::widens her eyes as she's spun around, dropping her head back on Adam's shoulder, baring her neck to him.  She arches forward, pressing her breasts into his hands and grinding back against him before reaching up for one hand and pulling down over her stomach to that secret place between her thighs.  Urging him back to the earlier task that started the delicious ache inside her, she presses his hand against her, licking her lips and moaning softly::  Please, Adam...mmmmm...please...again...::reaching for Duncan's other hand to pull it around and suckle the long fingers before pressing it to the now neglected breast::

 

<Methos> ::stroking her until she is trembling he gently turns Alex so she has her back to Duncan he drops to his knees. Placing her legs over his shoulders as Mac helps support her weight. He nibbles and licks his way up her thighs. Using one hand he wraps it around Highlander's straining hardness and maneuvers them where he can lick and suck on both of their most sensitive spots at the same time.::

 

<Duncan>  ::watches as Methos maneuvers Alex around and quickly realizes his intention.  With a delicate touch he brushes her long damp hair to the side and resumes kissing her neck, leaning around slightly to steal a quick taste of her passion bruised lips and smiling at her with a heavy lidded expression.  His hands gently cradle and support her, bracing his feet carefully on the slippery surface as he feels the warmth of Methos' mouth begin to tease him and stares raptly at the extremely erotic picture Methos presents, kneeling before both of them and pleasuring them.::

 

<Alex>  ::reachs up with one hand to grasp the back of Duncan's neck, moaning and writhing against the onslaught of attention.  The hard feel of Duncan pressed against her back and his erection sliding back and forth between her legs, combined with the tantalizing flicks of his tongue and the soft suckling of Adam's mouth on her swollen flesh sends her mind spiraling in a million directions.  She can feel the wetness pooling there as her desire increases and her orgasm grows near.  Desperate to reach that point, she begins to rock her hips back and forth against Duncan, the rhythm nearly erratic while her other hand reaches to tangle in Adam's hair, holding him where she needs the pressure and crying out::  GOD... please!  Adam....Duncan...please I...I need...::bites her lip and groans::  Nnnnnnhhhh...god I want...to cum...::panting::  please...

 

<Methos> ::::moving Duncan in and out of her wetness as she begs. Still controlling the darker man's movement with his hand. He enthusiastically uses 5000 years of knowledge, his lips, tongue and teeth to leave her panting on the edge of a precipice he will not let her fall over. Using her own juices as lubricant he slowly moves Duncan around the tiny rosebud opening of her luscious backside. Pushing the Highlander in slowly as he drives her on with his mouth. Distracting her from any discomfort as he gradually seats the other man's hardness in her completely::

 

<Duncan>  ::hisses softly, biting his lower lip keep from biting her vulnerable neck.  He swallows hard at the tightness and heat enveloping him and allows Methos to control the pace, resisting the near overpowering urge to thrust hard into her.  As he finally slips all the way inside, he turns her head, crushing his lips against hers in a kiss born of desperation and wanton need.  His tongue traces the line of her teeth before forcing his way inside to mate with hers even as his body does the same.  A soft rumbling purr echoes in his ears as he groans and lets his hands have free reign over the rest of her body, keeping her tight against him so as not to be unwillingly pulled from her.::  

           

<Alex>  ::gasps and cries out, frantic at being denied her release.  At the insistent pressure of Duncan's cock against the tight ring of muscle, she inhales sharply, looking almost panicked but forcing herself to relax and sighing in bliss as his thick length slips inch by inch inside her body.  The sensation of being full and stretched would be almost painful save for the patient and diligent effort of Adam to hold her to that pleasure peak without sending her over.  She opens to Duncan's kiss, squirming and flexing her inner muscles around him, mewling softly in her throat before casting a sultry look at Adam and begging with her sparkling green eyes for him to finish what he's started.::

 

<Methos> ::rising slowly keeping her legs wrapped around his waist he teases her with his painfully hard erection before pushing it into her.:: Mmmmm, So tight. ::holding Duncan's hips still he begins to thrust into her easy at first until she becomes accustomed to the feeling of being so filled. Looking up into Mac's eyes:: I can feel you, I can feel your pulse. ::driving into her harder, he drops one hand to stimulate where his mouth had left:: You want to cum for us Alex? ::murmured against her breast as he nibbles at a harden nipple. Plunging into her harder, sending her over the edge of the cliff only to fall into the strong waiting arms of both the highlander and himself::

 

<Alex> ::moans loudly, not bothering to conceal her reaction to having both men cradled deep with her body.  She closes her eyes, riding the sensations and letting the erotic words and touches send her over the precipice.  Her body tenses, jerking convulsively as the tiny earthquakes inside her body milk them both of their liquid essence.  She trembles and gasps, clutching at both of them and digging her short nails into their skin as the tidal wave subsides, leaving her limp and tired and nestled between the two men.:: 

 

<Duncan>   ::shutters his eyes when he feels Methos slip inside the girl.  Each thrust of the other man moving him in and out of Alex just slightly.  A counterpoint to Methos' rhythm.  Alex's cries make the movements that much sweeter and all too quickly he realizes that she's falling into the abyss and dragging the both of them with her.  He knows the moment Methos erupts, feeling the twitch through the tiny barrier inside Alex and his own orgasm is torn from him, pulsing out of him in waves as he struggles to remain on his feet.  Frantically he kisses her where ever he can reach.  Shoulders, neck, face, mouth, filling those kisses with tenderness and caring.  A silent thank you for the gift of sharing her body with not only him but Methos as well.  With a smile, he eases from her, cradling his two new lovers in his strong arms and murmuring softly::  Is everyone okay?

 

<Methos> :: still panting uncontrollably at his release::  He withdraws slowly kissing her lips softly as he moves her under the fall of water, taking the shower gel he gently washes her clean, as Duncan supports her weight. Dropping to his knees he quickly washes The highlander clean and murmurs that Mac should dry her and put her in bed. as he starts to scrub himself clean of fluids and any remaining blood::

 

<Alex> ::sighs sleepily and lets herself be gently and lovingly tended by Adam, leaning heavily against Duncan and nuzzling against him.  Before she is ushered out of the shower, she leans close to Adam and gives him another sweet kiss before willing her legs to carry her out of the warm shower into the slightly chilly air of the bathroom, burrowing against Duncan's warmth::

 

<Duncan>  ::nods and smiles at Methos, reaching out to give the man his own kiss, brushing his lips over Methos' before stepping out of the shower and lifting a towel to wrap around Alex's shivering form.  Manipulating her body delicately while maintaining a firm hold on her, he somehow manages to dry them both before sitting her down and toweling her hair, letting her head rest on his hip.::::takes the towel and drapes it over her shoulders, smiling down at her before reaching back into the shower to turn off the water and draw Methos out into his arms.  He quickly grabs another towel and begins repeating the same procedure on Methos, smiling and stealing soft kisses before urging them all out of the bathroom and towards the bed.::

 

<Methos> ::allows himself to be led to the bed without protest only stopping long enough to pull on his sweats and grab his sword from his jacket before taking the far side of the bed and laying down. tucking the Ivanhoe at his side, he smiles at both of them before shutting his eyes::

 

<Alex>  ::watches Adam a puzzled look on her face but lets herself be led to the bed.  When she sees him tuck the sword close to him, she mumbles a protest::  What's he doing?  He sleeps with that thing?  ::tries to lay back but gets held in a sitting position by Duncan's hand::

 

<Methos> ::nods softly eyes still shut:: Tonight I do. I was just thinking if he comes back, I would rather not fight nude and sword less. I don’t think, as impressive as it is, my dick will win the battle. ::smirks::

 

<Duncan>  ::chuckles softly and leads Alex to the bed, sitting her down and not letting her stretch out until her retrieves a teeshirt and pulls it down over her head, then easing her back and pulling up the blankets around her and Methos.::  Very funny Adam.  Now you two get some sleep.  I'm going to sit up a bit longer.  See if Joe calls back.  ::He grabs his own pair of sweats and settles on the couch in front of the fire, stealing glances at them and contemplating the events of the last hour.::

 

<Alex> ::giggles softly and allows herself to be dressed, snuggling under the blankets and scooting over to nestle against Adam and drift off to sleep, a quiet happy sigh and a few soft mumbles escaping as her body relaxes and drifts off to dream::  Yeah, yeah...night Duncan...night Adam...

 

<Methos> ::Turns on his side and drags Alex further into his embrace cuddling her before sighing. Still never opening his eyes:: Good night Alex, Good night Mac! Good night John Boy! Oh, and Duncan, I heard you say what ever I want. ::murmured softly against Alex's neck:: and I want a hot tub. ::kisses her neck as he slips into sleep::

 

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