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[11calls]

[Alex is just going to smirk at him for a long moment, because she's definitely not the one who was celibate for twenty years, but she is the one who thinks that the universe owes it to him to make up for all the shitty things he's been through over the course of the time. Not that she'd ever tell him that, but Richard Strand deserved to be loved well, even if it was by a brash, tiny annoyingly persistent delicate flower.]

Don't you think it's a good idea, my Richard?

[nobasisinfact]

There are some rooms that I'd, rather not touch.

[He runs his hands along her back.]

And I'm sure there might be guests from time to time.

[11calls]

Well, yeah, of course. I was actually thinking that we could just use Howard's room just to store stuff we don't need so we don't have to see it. His stuff, as a way to just get some of the boxes out of other places.

[Or think about ever using it, honestly. Alex would gladly avoid Howard's room for the rest of time if she could.

As for the rest.]

Really, you're going to let someone in our house other than like me and Ruby?

[nobasisinfact]

[He shouldn't have been surprised that she'd been thinking about it this much, but he was.]

I thought you would.

[He's not going to tell her about Stan, not yet.]

[11calls]

[Alex had found the house and had spent a while sitting on the porch and considering what they might do about it, honestly. So, yeah, she'd thought about this as not only the past and Howard Strand, but the future and them and how they could coexist with both in this new reality that they were working on.

This wasn't like back home where they were living, breathing and sleeping the show and everything that went along with it.]

I was pretty sure you'd really hate that idea, actually.

[nobasisinfact]

[He smirked, reluctantly letting her go since he actually did have work he was doing.]

Since when have you worried about what I'd hate?

[Besides, it was her house too now. He wasn't going to restrict her activities or movements in it.]

[11calls]

Well, I always cared, Richard. I just sometimes... ignored my caring about that.

[Alex, that may be an understatement.]

[nobasisinfact]

Quite often, actually.

[He's going to get back to work. There's a nice couch over there

[11calls]

[This look? This Alex's 'seriously' look when he goes to get back to work, because seriously?!]

[nobasisinfact]

[Hey, the work isn't going to do itself.

He looks up at her.]

What?

[11calls]

Nothing.

[But fine, Alex is going to make use of your stupid couch, and one of your stupid books, and the stupid trench coat is coming off, and she's just going to put those fancy heels on the arm of the couch.]

[nobasisinfact]

[Would Alex expect anything less from him? When the coat comes off he glances up and smirks. That is a highly alluring sight. Instead of returning back to work, he rests his head on his hand, watching her.]

Are you trying to distract me?

[11calls]

If I was making an effort to distract you, you'd be distracted.

[That's not a no, Alex, and she's going to study him over the top of one of his books, her brow raised. And then she's going to stretch a little.]

[nobasisinfact]

[He's not not distracted. He'll just watch her as he works on his papers.]

I can ignore your distractions you know.

[11calls]

Of course you can, my love.

[Alex just studies him for a second before she goes back to reading in his book, her fingers brushing along the edge of her mouth as she does it.]

[nobasisinfact]

[He presses his lips together tightly before he goes back to grading a few more papers.]

Enjoying the book?

[11calls]

Ummhmm.

[But she's only like half paying attention to it though, because this is getting a little annoying, and Alex is going to need to break out the bigger guns sooner rather than later.

In the mean time: yoga stretches and a sigh.]

[nobasisinfact]

[He squints at her a moment, then back to more grading.]

What are you doing?

[11calls]

Getting comfortable. Obviously. The couch at home is better than this one. So's the one in my office, actually.

[Not that she'd be wearing this in her office, actually.]

[nobasisinfact]

That wasn't what I got out of your complaining the other night.

[11calls]

Well, Dr. Strand, lingerie isn't actually known for its comfort lounging around.

[And she's going to wiggle a bit more, one hand on her stomach.]

[nobasisinfact]

You could, take it off.

[There's a small smirk.]

[11calls]

Something tells me I'd be very distracting then, and you're trying to do work.

[But Alex is going to flip over onto her stomach on the couch, putting the book in front of her, with her legs crossed in the air behind her. Her underwear is really quite small. And lacy. And largely see-through. You're welcome.]

[nobasisinfact]

[Richard is surprisingly getting through the papers without incident. Then again, Richard was good at suppressing his desires.]

If you're cold, there's a blanket in the closet.

[11calls]

[This is taking much longer than Alex expected, and it's not as if she's pouting, but she is sort of sulking a bit. Honestly, this was not at all what she'd had in mind when she'd put this outfit on.

Moving to the closet, Alex threw the door open with a careless nonchalant until she spotted his suit coat. The height difference between them was such that it was loose on her, but barely covered the tops of her stockings. Of course, the opening did nothing but showcase the corset-like top of the lingerie but it was enough when Alex dropped back onto the couch and put her legs on the top of it.]