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a/n: First of I'd like to thank SassyLostie for her wonderful reviews. Now onto the second order of business. I realise this is more than a hundred words but I got carried away. I'm conteplating continuing this and making a proper story out of it so be sure to look out for it. Right, onto the drabble...
Left over middle. Right over middle. Left over middle. Claire continued to braid the dark hair with a small smile playing on her lips. They were stuck on a desert island with the hostile natives at their heels and a monster in the jungle waiting to kill them but here she was braiding hair as if nothing else mattered.
The hair was remarkably soft for someone who had spent who knows how long on this island. She made sure to pull tight but not too tight as she didn't wish to cause any pain. Reaching over to the bag at her side Claire took out a small hair band and used it to tie the end of the braid. As she let it fall out of her fingers Desmond turned to look at her from his spot in between her legs. "You about done yet? Just, I can't feel my arse anymore," he asked, matching her smile.
Claire laughed and nodded. He stood up and wiggled his his bum in an attempt to get some of the feeling bac. Claire raised herself from the bed to join Desmond in standing.
"Thank-you," she said, "for doing this, it means a lot to me."
"It was a pleasure, Claire. You got some well deserved relaxation and I got a fancy ne hairstyle," Desmond said shaking his head to emphasise his point. Claire stood on her tiptoes and placed a small kiss on his cheek.
"Thank-you," she repeated in a whisper.