Well, I occasionally help him (partly) dress, how bad could this be?
Besides, there was something about him admitting - claiming? - to need her that could probably make her anything, anything in the world. Or at least try to do it. It was absurd probably and she shouldn't think about it...
Pepper was taking off the jacket and getting him to sit on the bed (supposedly, better than standing upright and swaying, right?) within moments. She leaned towards him, hair falling forward, and loosened the tie, then started gently but deftly to unbutton the shirt. One of the buttons clicked softly against the glow underneath.
"How are you holding up, hm?" She looked up at his face, at his eyes. Only a little more, and you can sleep...
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Date: 2008-07-04 08:00 am (UTC)Besides, there was something about him admitting - claiming? - to need her that could probably make her anything, anything in the world. Or at least try to do it. It was absurd probably and she shouldn't think about it...
Pepper was taking off the jacket and getting him to sit on the bed (supposedly, better than standing upright and swaying, right?) within moments. She leaned towards him, hair falling forward, and loosened the tie, then started gently but deftly to unbutton the shirt. One of the buttons clicked softly against the glow underneath.
"How are you holding up, hm?" She looked up at his face, at his eyes. Only a little more, and you can sleep...