As it turns out, precognitive vampires are not immune to little eeps of surprise when they're distracted and then suddenly tugged into someone's lap. Natasha is warm everywhere, soft everywhere, and it's so easy to curl into her after a moment's shock. Alice has grown very good at reading people she sees in her visions, and the woman she'd seen had been...not standoffish, but calculating, careful not to give out affection without knowing exactly what it would cost and how it would benefit. This just seems...playful. Fun.
When Jasper comes through the window, worried and hopeful at once, he's halfway across the room in a heartbeat before he stops dead at the sight on the couch, and the poleaxed look on his face makes Alice start laughing. Natasha's mock-sympathetic comments don't help that at all, but they do make Jasper look even more bewildered, which Alice can certainly appreciate. She turns a pout on Natasha, says, "That doesn't seem at all fair, I want both at once," leans forward to press chilly lips to Natasha's cheek, and slips out of her loosened arms.
Nothing else can distract her right now from getting to Jasper, she blurs across the floor and when they're both visible again, it's not in some passionate embrace. Jasper has his hands settled on her waist, her hands are both on his face, and they're staring into each other's eyes as if that's how they gain sustenance, like that's the way they survive. He doesn't need to tell her he's all right. She'd known that he would consider bolting and that she would get him back, but it doesn't make up for how worried she'd been, and she lets that worry and fear finally pour out of her for him to pick up.
He does, in the way his hands slide around to the small of her back and lace there, keeping her comfortably inside the circle of his arms, and as planned, the well of concern dries up, replaced by relief, love, her own special flavor of joy that Jasper tries his best to inspire in her as often as possible. In this moment, nothing else exists.
But because it's been so long, because she'd been certain she'd get him back, because they have a future to get to, the intense and focused reunion lasts only a few seconds before Alice leans up to peck his lips. "At least you didn't keep me waiting so long this time," she murmurs and turns in his arms to face Natasha again. "We're in Calgary," she adds to him over her shoulder. "But we won't get back to the others for a couple weeks at least. We can stay here and take our time," and this last is to Natasha, with a bright, playful smile. It should be just the three of them at first, she's decided, so they can find a balance before they go rushing off to introduce Natasha to everyone else. That will be a tense day, but ultimately a success.
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When Jasper comes through the window, worried and hopeful at once, he's halfway across the room in a heartbeat before he stops dead at the sight on the couch, and the poleaxed look on his face makes Alice start laughing. Natasha's mock-sympathetic comments don't help that at all, but they do make Jasper look even more bewildered, which Alice can certainly appreciate. She turns a pout on Natasha, says, "That doesn't seem at all fair, I want both at once," leans forward to press chilly lips to Natasha's cheek, and slips out of her loosened arms.
Nothing else can distract her right now from getting to Jasper, she blurs across the floor and when they're both visible again, it's not in some passionate embrace. Jasper has his hands settled on her waist, her hands are both on his face, and they're staring into each other's eyes as if that's how they gain sustenance, like that's the way they survive. He doesn't need to tell her he's all right. She'd known that he would consider bolting and that she would get him back, but it doesn't make up for how worried she'd been, and she lets that worry and fear finally pour out of her for him to pick up.
He does, in the way his hands slide around to the small of her back and lace there, keeping her comfortably inside the circle of his arms, and as planned, the well of concern dries up, replaced by relief, love, her own special flavor of joy that Jasper tries his best to inspire in her as often as possible. In this moment, nothing else exists.
But because it's been so long, because she'd been certain she'd get him back, because they have a future to get to, the intense and focused reunion lasts only a few seconds before Alice leans up to peck his lips. "At least you didn't keep me waiting so long this time," she murmurs and turns in his arms to face Natasha again. "We're in Calgary," she adds to him over her shoulder. "But we won't get back to the others for a couple weeks at least. We can stay here and take our time," and this last is to Natasha, with a bright, playful smile. It should be just the three of them at first, she's decided, so they can find a balance before they go rushing off to introduce Natasha to everyone else. That will be a tense day, but ultimately a success.