They were in bed staring up at the ceiling through the darkness. Neither of them had spoken for a while now, but neither of them could get to sleep.
"How are your legs doing?" She whispered.
"I can feel my toes now, so thats a plus." They were quiet, the creaking of Quinn's bed disturbing the peaceful night as he flipped over in his sleep.
"Ali"
"O no. I hear that tone but no I won't. I will not you understand? No. No. No." She put a hand up in his face when he nuzzled her neck.
"Please? I'll be a good boy and behave."
"You didn't behave for your mother why would you behave for me."
"Cause I worship and praise you like the goddess you are." "If I didn't know you were saying that to get your way I would be flattered." "Come on! Please?" Ali gave a resigned groan but smiled when he cheered gleefully and rolled onto his stomach. 'Such a loser'
"Your spoiled you know that? Worse than a damn girl. Most people get along just fine without one but you, you could have a breakdown if you didn't get at least one a week! You owe me for this." She said it quietly, trying not to wake up Quinn. Creedy just purred when she started rubbing his back, giving him a massage. In Ali's opinion he was addicted to massages, he even thought it was better than chocolate. Nothing is better than chocolate. Not even sex. (You can have chocolate in public. Anytime. Anywhere.) For a good 10 minutes she gave him a massage. She wanted to laugh evilly when she stopped, knowing he would protest.
"Don't stop, keep going." He was to relaxed to move from his position so his words here slightly mumbled.
"I'm stopping, nothing you say or do will make me start again"
"Cold." He said playfully, finally moving he pulled her against his chest and wrapped an arm around her.
"You're going the right way towards no more backrubs." "I'm sorry." She smiled to herself.
"I know"
"I'm still not satisfied, I need another." "Persistant little bugger aren't you Creedy"
"Whatever it takes." She could hear the grin on his face.
"If you had your way I would have nubs for hands, do you want that? Nubs for my hands?"
"No I would rather you have hands...a back rub works better with fingers." Her mouth opened in shock as she flipped over to face him and gave him a playful slap.
"Creedy you bastard." She said none to seriously.
"What, I'm just playing-I really don't want you to have nubs but I'd still like your backrubs."
"My foot is down and its not moving so go to sleep." Ali stifled her laughter in the pillows while Creedy huffed but got quiet.
"You owe me for tonight ya know."
"I know, I know. I'll make it up to you."
"Well make it good when you do."
"I'll do my best."
"Is that a promise."
"Yea it's a promise."
"Good. Sweet dreams Creedy."
"Good night Ali." Three minutes of blissful silence and Ali was only just now beginning to drift off.
"Ali please just five mi -"
"No." She almost shouted at him through the darkness, he finally took the hint and admitted defeat as he drifted off. He would make it up to Ali later.
Ali woke up earlier than usual, she accidentaly jabbed Creedy in the ribs, waking him up.She decided to go start the coffee and Creedy went with her for lack of anything else to do. The kitchen was deserted when they arrived, Ali flipped on a light and bustled around,pouring water and measuring out the coffee. She yawned and leaned against the counter, watching curiously as Creedy rummaged around and withdrew bread, butter and two knives.
"Might as well get the toast done while we are at it." They went about silently buttering the some of the toast and put it on to toast.
"Ah! Oops." She looked down at her wrist covered in butter where she had accidently brushed against an already buttered piece of toast. She moved to get a towel to wipe it off, but Creedy caught her wrist and brought it up to hig lips, licking it away. He didn't say anything at all, he kissed her and she could taste the butter he had so recently licked off her wrist.He pulled away with a smirk, his eyes darkening to emerald as his fingers touched her neck, so warm and...buttery?
"Creedy what are you doing?" She tried to back away but was trapped between him and the counter.
"Making it up to you for last night." He murmured against her neck, moving in for the kill, he picked her up and sat her on the counter. He licked and kissed her soft skin until the butter was gone. He abruptly broke away and moved off to handle the toast, she had forgotten about that but could have at the moment cared less. Isa came in and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the two and their productive efforts of coffee making and bread toasting.
"What a lovely suprise. Good morning to you both, I'm sure today is going to be a lovely day." She said cheerily.
"Morning Isa, it is a wonderful day isn't it? I'm going to go wake up Quinn." Isa came over and helped Ali finish up the bread.
"Ali what's that on your neck?" Her hands flew to her neck, Creedy had missed a tiny bit. She pulled her hand away and looked at it a minute, examing the 'thing.'
"It's butter."
"How did butter get on you there."
"I must've had some on my hand and rubbed my neck, I really don't know how else it could've gotten there." Isa was satisfied, both could hear Creedy's laughter as he went off and made sure Quinn was awake with a steaming cup of joe.
Dinner rolled around, Ali beside Creedy and far enough away from Isa they could talk.
"How did you know she was coming? I never heard her." He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling.
"Oh. I didn't, I actually thought of the toast burning, it was a luck thing." He took hers and his empty plates back to the counter, leaving an empty seat between Quinn and Ali. Ali reached over and flipped a long strand of Quinn's hair, surprised at how soft it was, it looked scruffy and coarse.
"You could use a hair cut." Quinn smiled.
"I'm sure I could, I just haven't thought about it lately."
"It's just not important when you have a castle full of people to watch out for is it?" He shook his head.
"Well one day I'm going to snip a little off of Creedy's head before he goes Repunzel on me, I swear you won't turn out egg headed or anything unnatural...if you want one." Quinn laughed at the thought of Creedy with long flowing locks locked in a tower.
"Yea I'll take you up on that." He got up and said goodnight.
Not at all sure about the whole butter thing...but it was butter or jelly and THAT would've been messy.