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It's a good thing she's working on the notebook rather than the sewing machine. Otherwise, Sokka's cuddle attack could be considered somewhat dangerous.

AFFECTION FROM ABOVE.

He could have found himself in stitches!

Boyfriends with cuddle attacks are AWESOME and the notebook gets abandoned instantly, pages of Steph's neat handwriting and pages of costume designs spilling out as the spine hits the floor.

"mmmm. hello."

Edited 2008-10-25 06:55 (UTC)

Costume designs are interesting but Steph's to be cuddled are even better. Especially when they're all grinny and happy and have soft warm skin on their necks for biting.

"Hi. Whatcha doin'?"

"Stuff." Shifty eyes are shifty; the notebook gets nudged under the table a little. She grins at him and tries to kiss his nose. "What you doin'?"

"Wondering what you're trying to hide from me," Sokka replies, grinning and trying to reach for the notebook. Attempted nose-kissing means he can steal a real kiss. "Is it cool or dangerous?"

mmm, real kisses make Steph wriggly and snuggly. She grins and doesn't stop him reaching for the book -- he'd find out anyway.

The writing is mostly awkward, anxious worrying about the whole killing-people thing. It's been on her mind. But the costume designs are way more interesting, she hopes.

Slightly modified Spoiler outfits, like she was wearing when she fell out of the sky that day in Eden. Heavily modified ones. A drafted Robin one, with a smiley face beside it. A Batman one. Lots of ideas.

"Both. Definitely both."

"I only like the cool part," Sokka informs her, slinging an arm around her shoulders and tilting his head to look at the notebook. He frowns a little, trying to figure it out.

And frowns a lot.

"...you wanna go out being a crazy crimefighter again?"

"I think it'd help get my head clear," Steph says, eyeing him.

She doesn't like the lots-of-frowny!

"Maybe. There's lots of crime in Metropolis."

Lots of dangerous crime, Sokka wants to point out.

He kisses her instead because that's much safer.

"I don't think these outfits are tight enough. I think you should take some lessons from Dinah, personally. Specifically, leg-covering lessons."

Steph giggles, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him down into her lap for proper kissings.

"But what if I get shot in the legs? I'd be very sexy but I'd be dead."

Sokka grins and squirms into the lap for proper cuddling and kissing. "m'sure Dinah's thought of that. You can get bulletproof stockings, yeah? And I think it should be more open here," he points at the chest of her little drawings, "and higher here," pointing at the tops of her thighs.

And pausing.

"...actually, maybe the outfit you go out in should look just like your Spoiler suit. But design another one that's just for us, okay?"

Steph is laughing, hugging him close and muffling her giggles in his neck. Mmmm, Sokka-inna-lap, just like a big teddy bear only way sexier.

"...I am totally going to do that," she decides, giggling. "You're so going to regret asking. ... Except that you're not, 'cos it'll be super hot.

"I'm not going to Metropolis for a while, anyway. Not till the harvest's over and Mel doesn't need me. You wanna come?"

Please want to come!

Sokka has to hesitate. Partly because Steph-cuddles make thinking hard, partly because his family is here. "...how long will you be gone?" he asks, worried. "It's not that I don't want to go with you, just-- Mel and the girls are here, and Katara, too."