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[brysawyer]

Date/Time: Friday, 17 March, around 5pm
Location: Halls
Open To: Savannah
Currently Involving: Bryant and Savannah
Warnings: Innuendo, Tickling, Possibly kissing, etc.

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[princessvannah]

Savannah was, honestly, rather happy at the moment. She and Bryant hadn't fought in, at least, a week... and, yes, they'd actually seen one another during that week. That was, certainly, something to celebrate. They rarely managed to make it that long without some sort of argument... not even when they were dating.

"I don't have anyplace else to be," she lied.

Truthfully, she was meant to be going to Astronomy later in the day. However, if Bryant, really wanted to spend time with her, who was she to argue? She enjoyed spending time with him... they rarely got along this well... sacrifices had to be made.

"I wont leave you," she promised, "but you must find some way to entertain me." That was his job, wasn't it? He'd been finding ways to keep her entertain since they were children... no need for him to stop now.

[brysawyer]

"We could sneak dungbombs into the Slytherin dorms?" he suggested with a grin. Okay, so he didn't actually expect Savannah to agree to that, but he had to say it anyway.

Even if he was pretty sure such a statement was going to get him hit.

Bryant was pretty much giddy right now. Getting along with Savannah was much better than arguing with her even if she was kind of sexy when she was angry, he had the rest of the day free - life was grand right now.

[princessvannah]

No. Savannah did not want to spend her skipped class sneaking dungbombs into the Slytherin dorms. Nothing about that sounded even remotely appealing.

She fixed him with a gaze, smirked, bumped him with her shoulder than mumbled, "Mmmm no... try again."

He didn't get hit. Which was a clear sign that she was in a pretty good mood. Besides, she didn't, really want to fight right now even if she was kind of sexy when she was angry, she was far too happy for such.

[brysawyer]

Bryant pouted. "You don't love me," he whined. It was a sure sign that he was in a good mood, that he could joke about that. Normally, such a statement would have been completely serious, because he honestly didn't believe she did.

Not that he was still hung up on her or anything, because he wasn't. He was beyond over the girl. Her sleeping with Jeremy shortly after they'd broken up? That kind of hurried along the whole getting over her thing.

Bryant wasn't thinking about any of that right now, though, because he was busy trying to come up with something they could do.

"Sneak dungbombs into Umbridge's office?" he suggestly slyly. (What, like Izzy was the only Sawyer dumb enough to consider that?)

[princessvannah]

Savannah could only laugh when he babbled incoherently through her tickles. Sometimes it was easy to forget how much fun she could have with him when they weren't fighting and bickering. She was happy to be reminded of it now.

She fought the shift in power but, in the end, he was stronger than her and flipped them easily. She squealed and wiggled when his fingers moved over her sides.

"You... cheat..." she managed between fits of laughter.

Her hips lifted and she tried to slide away from him but, really, there was no use. He had her pinned there, basically, and she was at his mercy.

[brysawyer]

Why had he thought making her wiggle beneath him was a good idea again? Bryant tried to ignore that and the sensations her wiggling was producing. He liked to ignore anything that suggested he was still attracted to her in any way.

"Fair is fair, princess," he told her, grinning deviously as he kept up the tickling. He leaned over she a little, still tickling the girl, but now his face was a bit closer to hers, right near her ear as he added, "you started this."

[princessvannah]

Savannah was too busy laughing to think about how she was moving or what he could be thinking... or anything else, for that matter. His fingers were still working diligently over her sides and she couldn't help squirming as she tried to fight off the fits of laughter.

"I.. you.. me.. started.. fell.." she tried to argue but, really, speaking was pointless. She was making no sense and the words were only making her more breathless.

Her hips bucked again and her back arched as she laughed. She tried to guard her sides with her arms but they simply weren't big enough to cover the entire area. "Godddd.." she groaned as she continued to shift and wiggle.

[brysawyer]

Oh, that wiggling was not good, not good at all. And did she have to wear that top? Bryant found himself idly wondering if she was wearing anything underneath it, though he quickly dismissed that though.

And then.. that word. Bryant swallowed hard against teh wave of desire that overcame him, trying very hard to push it away, though his tickling stopped now and he couldn't help giving her that look. The one he'd not given her in awhile. Not since.. before.