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[bitten_woman]

I want his t-shirt. That wrong?

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[twinseparable]

Whos t-shirt? *curious*

[bitten_woman]

Yours.

[twinseparable]

Why do you want my tshirt? They arent the most comfortable

[bitten_woman]

Because it would smell of you.

[twinseparable]

*sniffs armpit* I smell? I probably smell of Skiving Snackboxes. Sorry *smiles*

[bitten_woman]

No, you. Under all that stuff...you.

*smiles and moves closer to him*

Can I have one?

[twinseparable]

What does me smell like?

*heart speeds up as she moves closer*

Uh..sure, if you want one. I might bring George's tshirt by mistake though. *grins* Even we get confused at times

[bitten_woman]

*smiles*

I'm not telling you.

*gets closer, playing with his top*

Then I'll have this one.

[twinseparable]

Err...this one? *looks down at her* why this one?

[bitten_woman]

Because you're wearing it and I know it's yours.

[twinseparable]

Its a bit grubby where I was setting off Wildfire Whiz-Bangs today but your welcome to it *smile*

[bitten_woman]

*pulls his top untucked and smiles*

Can I really have it?

*fingers go under his top, brushing his stomach as she starts to push his top up*

[twinseparable]

you..you want it now?! Right this very minute?!

*stomach tenses and his whole body freezes*

[bitten_woman]

*nods, looking up at him*

Please.

[twinseparable]

*nervously looks around making sure no ones watching*

Ok...*trembling, he pulls his tshirt over his head and takes it off trying to stop himself from going red*

there

[bitten_woman]

*takes it, smiling softly*

Thank you.

*presses a kiss to the side of his mouth*