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Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

"Of course, dear." Em settled down next to him, wondering if he remembered that he had never slept well before sleeping with her. Not that it mattered - she was there now. She kissed his cheek and hummed softly, hoping to get him to sleep with no further drunken misadventures.
 
Callum smiled softly at Emmalia's embrace, wrapping his arm around her and holding her close. "Goodnight, barmaid." He said quietly, running his hand gently through her hair.
 
Em elected to ignore what he said and kissed his cheek. Soon enough they were both asleep. Emmalia was the first to wake in the morning, feeling the chill air on her skin. She kissed Callum's cheek, knowing he would be hung over and would require a gentle awakening.
 
Callum seemed to be sleeping soundly, but the entire room was filled with various props from a theater, and Cal seemed to be dressed much more formally than he had been when he had fallen asleep.
 
Em looked at him in confusion, then looked at the props. Had he somehow escaped her? But he had fallen asleep first! She shook his shoulder, then said, "Love? Callum, wake up, love."
 
Callum slowly woke, and for a moment seemed quite happy, until the pain of his headache came to his senses. "Ugh... What's wrong? Where are we?" He asked, attempting to sit up.
 
Callum looked up, seeing the props with a grunt. "How late was it when you put me to sleep?" Callum asked, holding his head. "Drunk me always starts the party at around 3 am."
 
"Not that late, I suppose... it was like you were a different person, though. But you did lead me here." She gestured out to the beautiful view of the valley below. Seeing as how he clearly had a hangover, she pulled him into a hug and laid back down with him.
 
Callum groaned softly as Emmalia laid down with him. "Yeah... Most of my drunken adventures end here. Hell, I'm pretty sure I actually managed to get a whole bar full of people here once. Don't know why. I don't even know how I knew of this place."
 
"You said some story about a Lord clearing it of bandits and giving it to you as a gift. But I don't trust what drunk you says." She chuckled and kissed his forehead tenderly.
 
Callum chuckled, then realized that chuckling hurt, and winced. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure drunk me came up with that to woo women into thinking I was amazing or something. It actually worked though, so I guess it's not too stupid."
 
Em moved to tilt her chin up and tuck his head under hers so that her body would block the light from his eyes, and her hand could gently play with his hair. "Well i greatly prefer sober you."
 
"I told you." Callum chuckled, then winced. "It's a fun experience every once in a while, but too often and everyone gets tired of it quick. Plus, all the alcohol is used up in a matter of hours." Cal spoke quietly as to not increase the pain in his head, keeping Emmalia close.
 
Emmalia gently kissed all over his face, focusing on his forehead. She wished she could take his pain away - she had honestly forgotten that he would get a hangover, unlike her. "Well, next time, let's leave you at tipsy and not continue from there."
 
Callum smiled at the barrage of kisses, which seemed to take his mind off the pain for a bit. Cal wrapped his arms around her, and attempted to return the kisses with one, long kiss.
 
Em was grateful for the kiss and returned it without hesitation. Once they were finished, she pulled him close again. All she wanted was to ease his pain. Slowly, she felt her own headache develop, as well as a general ache in her whole body. She ignored it, as she had no clue what it could be from, and returned to very gentle cuddling Callum.
 
Callum rested back, his headache seeming to clear up a bit as he remained still. "Should we head back?" Callum asked, having enough strength to sit up. "I'm feeling better than before."
 
Em looked up at him curiously, then paused to try to understand what was happening. When she realized, she smiled to gerself, and opted not to tell him. "Oh, but this view is beautiful. She reached out and grabbed one of the pillows, bringing it over under her head. She didn't feel like moving, but if he really wanted to, she would.
 
Callum looked out the mouth of the cave, admiring the view and the pleasant breeze that came through. "I suppose we can stay a while longer." Callum laid down beside Emmalia, tracing her skin gently.
 
Callum smiled at Emmalia, feeling himself getting better, his headache going away. Callum decided it was a miracle, since his hangovers usually lasted days. In celebration, he quickly brought Emmalia up into his lap and laughed.
 
Em opened her eyes and smiled at his evident joy, even through her headache and nausea. She nestled her head into the crook of his neck and hugged him close, hoping to lean on him as much as possible.
 
Callum smiled as he held onto her, feeling her tight grip around him. "Someone's happy," Callum noted, kissing her cheek.
 

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