You'll Learn to Love Me

Chapter 42: Dolphin-Creatures Are Not Laylana's Thing

Laylana wasn't sure how long she had rested in her room before she woke up to Leo sneaking in, quickly shutting the door behind him. He didn't even bother to pull his shirt off, and just crawled into bed next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, letting out a sigh as he relaxed into the embrace. 

"Long day?" Laylana mumbled as she wriggled a bit more up the bed so Leo could lay on her chest. 

"That and I was worried for you." He muttered into her shirt. 

"I'm okay, darling." Laylana kissed the top of his head,  playing with his curls. "I need to cut your hair. It's getting long." 

"You're gonna cut my hair?" Leo asked, his voice still muffled. 

"I can tie it up in little ponytails instead." 

"Absolutely not." 

"Aw come on." Leo turned so he was hovering over her.

"You can cut it, but later. For now," 

Leo's voice trailed off as he leaned down, pressing his lips to Laylana's. She sighed into the sleepy kiss before rolling herself over so she was straddling her boyfriend. They continued to kiss as Leo's hand snaked up into her hair pulling her closer to him.  Her shirt was riding up slightly, and Leo's other hand found its way onto her bare waist. She shivered slightly, before relaxing into his touch. 

"We're so dead if anyone walks in right now." Leo mumbled, biting his lip as Laylana trailed some kisses down his face and to his neck.

"Almost everyone is asleep and Gleeson is on deck. We're fine." Laylana kissed back up to his lips. They continued to makeout, occasionally flipping so the other was on top, until sleep started to overtake them. Leo ended up laying his head on her as they pulled away, their eyes showing their exhaustion. 

"Lana," Leo muttered.

"Hm?" Laylana wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer as their torsos pressed against each other.

"You are playing a dangerous game," Leo groaned.

"It's a fun game." Laylana stated as her eyes drifted closed. 

"Hey, I'm not complaining." Leo closed his eyes as well. His hand that was still on her waist was tapping again in various patterns that she still didn't quite recognize with how quick he was doing it. "As long as you didn't leave any marks." 

"Um..." Laylana opened her eyes slightly, glancing at Leo's neck to see if she had. She noticed a small mark on his collarbone that could easily be hidden by his shirt. 

"Lana..." Leo whined.

"Sorry, my bad. Just try not to burn your shirt off?" 

Leo didn't respond as he fell asleep in her arms. Laylana smiled and kissed the top of his head and fell asleep as well. The next time she awoke, it was to a horn she hadn't heard before being sounded throughout the ship. Leo sprung out of bed first, having lit his shirt on fire in surprise, and didn't want to hurt her.

"What the fuck?"  Laylana cried, stumbling over some clothes that were strewn across the floor. The two of them scrambled to grab their stuff.  She grabbed her daggers as Leo slid on his toolbelt, her struggling to throw her boots before running up on deck.

The others had already gathered—all hastily dressed except for Gleeson, who had pulled the night watch. Frank's Vancouver Winter Olympics shirt was inside out. Percy wore pajama pants and a bronze breastplate, which was an interesting fashion statement. Hazel's hair was all blown to one side, as though she'd walked through a cyclone. Leo himself had of course burned his shirt and his arms were still smoking. Laylana herself was still in Leo's shirt with shorts that reached just below her ass with only one boot on that was unlaced. She had lost the other boot down the hall somewhere.