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[blaise_is_sex]

I woke up in that rumpled bed. The faint rays of pale light that filtered through the shutters and the muted sounds that rose from the street signalled that dawn had let in the morning. Your arm was folded over my breasts. You were pressed against my back, the curve of your body tightly moulded against mine. Your breath came softly, regularly as

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[savvy_lavy]

Well, I'm glad you got that out of your system.

See what I mean, Parvi?!

[nottimpressed]

Thank you for the lemonade.

And I don't!!

[blaise_is_sex]

Lemonade?

[nottimpressed]

Yes. She left me lemonade this afternoon. Isn't that sweet?

[blaise_is_sex]

Very.

Unexpected, maybe.

[nottimpressed]

I've found that much of what happens to me is.

After awhile one begins to expect it.

[blaise_is_sex]

I wish my life was nearly as exciting.

[nottimpressed]

Do you?

[blaise_is_sex]

I'm not entirely sure.

[nottimpressed]

I think I might enjoy mine were it more predictable.

[blaise_is_sex]

But then you wouldn't have lemonade.

[savvy_lavy]

I'm glad you liked it.

And it's hard to explain.

[nottimpressed]

I suppose I'll leave it be, in that case.

[savvy_lavy]

That might be best.

I hope the lemonade wasn't all gone when you found it.

[nottimpressed]

I believe it was untouched. Goyle seeemed rather frightened of it, actually.

[savvy_lavy]

Ah, then my charm worked. Fantastic.