Sleeping Beauty Gets Released

[pete_cavanaugh]

The surgeon's optimism about Tir's recovery was proven to be warranted when Tir was released from the hospital exactly a week after he'd been admitted. Amidst a crowd of nurses who had gathered to say goodbye to their favorite patient, Peter happily wheeled his lover out to a waiting car that Moragainne had sent to pick them up and take them to her home. The generous offer to have Tir and Peter stay with her would have been impossible to refuse. Peter knew that Tir would feel more relaxed in the warmth of a real home rather than the hotel, and he would have more space for his temporary office. It was an ideal situation. Peter had made his phone calls, and while he'd been disappointed that Inez said she wouldn't be joining them, he did understand that while he thought of her as a mother, the truth was she was Will's mom and her taking a trip to Ireland to be with Peter would upset him. Things were already on shaky ground with Will and Peter didn't want to run the risk of losing him. He was dreading telling him about the engagement, but he knew that it would need to be done.

Once they were settled in the car, Peter put his arm around Tir so his lover could rest against him. "How're you feeling, baby? We can still have an ambulance take you if you don't think you'll be comfortable."

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[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Ach now, it nae fair t' try and entice a man who just had kidney surgery int' a pissin' contest, luv." Tir laughed, but was careful to keep it much lower key.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"But, you know, I'm just enough of a bastard to press my advantage and declare a victory," Peter said, nuzzling Tir's cheek with a grin.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Aye, I can see that y' would, but then again, were the roles reversed s' would I, s' I suppose we deserve each other." Tir turned his head into Peter's neck and nipped his skin. "A right pair of bastards, then, yeah."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"The best bastards around," Peter said with a soft, appreciative hum at the teasing nip. "It's just the two of us against the world."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Y' start int' singin' Helen Reddy songs and I'll be forced t' poke y' one, mate." Tir laughed.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter snorted and nipped at Tir's ear. "You don't want to hear me singing anything at any time, trust me, my darling brat."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Does that mean I dona get serenaded t' sleep?" Tir writhed slightly as another giggle escaped caused by the tickling nip on his ear.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter shook his head. "Not if the object is for you to actually fall asleep, no."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

Ach well and I suppose y' could find another way t' lull me t' dreamland, aye?" The grin that had been curling Tir's lips for the last several minutes turned more than a bit wicked

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"I bet if I give it some more time, your medicine will do just fine," Peter said, tracing Tir's smile with his fingertip.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Aye, but my idea is more fun." Tir grinned and nipped at Peter's fingertip.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Peter sighed, feigning resignation, "what's your idea?"

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Well, y' could try rockin' me t' sleep." Tir giggled, beginning to feel just a bit of the pill's effects.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"Feeling like a baby, hmm?" Peter said, smiling at the giggle. He could tell Tir was starting to get a little loopy.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Had a different sort of rockin' in mind." Tir grinned, snuggling against Peter. "More rockin' m' world 'stead of the cradle, aye?"

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure you'll be able to stay awake for it, sweetheart," Peter said with a loving chuckle.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Sweet dream though." Tir said fuzzily, trying to appear wide awake. "Could be more. I'm not that sleepy yet."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"Of course you're not," Peter said, gently rubbing his cheek over Tir's hair. "Just give me a few more minutes and then I'll see about rocking your world."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Not a one can like you, luv and that's a fact." Tir smiled dreamily, his eyes already beginning to close, both from the pleasant drowsy high of the drug and the tiredness of much more exertion than he'd been used to over the past week.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"I could say the very same thing about you, sweetheart." Peter continued to touch soft kisses to Tir's hair, holding onto him a little tighter.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Just let m' heal up a bit more and I'll prove y' right." Tir's eyes slid all the way shut and his soft giggle melted away as sleep claimed him.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter continued to hold him, listening to the sound of his breathing as it grew deeper and slower. He would have been content to stay right there with him until he woke up, but he knew that Tir really would want him to join Mora for dinner. Still, he was so reluctant to let go of his sweetheart. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand decided he could take a short nap and still have time to get ready for dinner. With a satisfied sigh, he slowly pulled the covers around the both of them and settled in to sleep with the man he loved.

OOC

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

ooc- Oops, I just realized I hadn't finished Tir's post for finding out about Orli. I'll have it up soon.

Re: OOC

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

ooc: Okay!