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[anita_blake]

Her feet move slowly as she walks through the lower areas of the Circus, heading towards Jean-Claude's room. She's hoping to catch him before he makes the rounds tonight, doing whatever it was he did when he wasn't dealing with her shit. Anita takes a deep breath when she reaches Jean-Claude's door and lets herself in. It shuts quietly behind her, and she leans against it, her eyes falling on Jean-Claude's half-clothed figure.

"I need to talk with you," she says softly, "and I can't do that when you're only half-dressed." Anita smiles. "I tend to get distracted."

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[anita_blake]

Anita nuzzles him, smiling.

"No," she murmurs. "I liked it just as it was..."

And then she's asleep, utterly satisfied and sweetly spent.

[masterofstlouis]

Her comment surprises him, at least, as much as he is ever surprised. He decides to himself that, regardless, he does not need to go quite that far next time, but it is good to know that she will not mind him taking more than strictly necessary.

Jean-Claude doesn't need to sleep, but he does drowse quite happily beside her for some time before he has to make his appearance at Guilty Pleasures. He doesn't wake Anita when he leaves the bed, merely gives her a gentle kiss and tucks a stuffed penguin (that she had left here some while ago) under her arm.

This, he decides as he leaves, is going to be a good night.