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Snuzzle!

"Are you gonna talk to whoever hit you with a car?"
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"Yeah, I'll look him up - probably worth having the conversation in person rather than brainphoning him out of nowhere, though." She kisses the corner of Ripper's jaw. "And I will be sure to knock, too."

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He laughs and kisses her.

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Kisses! These do not even slightly discourage her from continuing to treat the knocking thing as a running gag.

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That is not even slightly the point of them.

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That is good.

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A week later, Ripper brainphones her to say,

[So I've done the photoshoot for that album cover. Wanna see?]
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[Of course.]

Pop.

Knock.
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Door open. Kiss! Snuggle! Shirtlessness!

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Oooh, those are some of Bella's very favorite things!

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"C'mon, you have to see this," he says, taking both her hands and gently towing her inside after a decent amount of kissing.

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"Okay! Let's see what you've been up to."

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The photos are all on his computer, which has a nice big screen to display them with. He pulls up the first one: he is lying on a carpet of rose petals in every colour but red, naked, with more petals heaped up over the crucial area and scattered generally over his body, and one of those blood-red flowers lying across his neck looking like an open wound.

"I might actually use that one," he says. "But there's some pretty great shots later on, too."
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"Ooooh. I love the colors."

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"I know, gorgeous, isn't it? Thank Queenie, she conjured the roses. And violently dismembered them all over me."

Next shot, Ripper is in much the same position but now cracking up, caught in the middle of dragging an arm out of a drift of petals to cover his mouth while he laughs. The gory flower has fallen off his neck into the petal-pile.
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"And then she did something entertaining?" hazards Bella.

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"You betcha," he snorts.

Next shot, Ripper is trying to control further giggles. Next shot, he has calmed down again and replaced the goreflower in a slightly different position. The shot after that, someone has freshened up the petals, replacing crushed ones with new.

The shot after that, he is trying and failing to smother a smirk.

"They kept saying filthy things, trying for a rose avalanche," he says, gesturing to the part of the picture where saying filthy things to him would have been most likely to disturb some rose petals. "And I kept laughing instead."
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Bella laughs. "You are too cute." She kisses his temple.

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The next few pictures, during which he gives up completely on controlling his laughter and starts flinging handfuls of rose petals at the camera, are indeed pretty fucking adorable. Ripper grins and hugs her.

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For the next set of pictures, the lighting is much dimmer - more reminiscent of the Wretched album cover - and the petals are gone, replaced by a marble floor and a strategically located shadow. He plays dead pretty convincingly even in the first few shots, with no goreflowers; subsequently, a flower makes an appearance, moving from his throat to his chest to his stomach.

He is very good at this Sexy, Dead, Covered In Flowers business.
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"I like this photo set," says Bella happily.

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"I thought you might!"

And now there is a familiar figure creeping into the frame, menacing him. Sexily.

Ripper is particularly pleased by the shot where Aianon was leaning over him, mouth to his throat, wings mantled.

"I don't think I'm releasing these," he laughs, "but I had to keep them, they're too perfect."
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Bella bursts out laughing. "You're making me wish I'd supervised the shoot, this is hilarious. Can I peek?"

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"Go on then," laughs Ripper.

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