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earthto_mars in hogwarts_hocus

Closed RP - Veronica?

Jun 18, 2007 14:45

(( This could very easily lead to very bad things, so rated D for Dirty just in case! ))

( I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby // But you keep fronting // Saying what you going do to me // But I ain't seen nothing // Typical // Hardly the type I fall for // I like when the physical // Don't leave me asking for more )

logan echolls, rp, veronica mars

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obligatorylogan June 18 2007, 19:24:10 UTC

Logan had been lying in bed, a disassembled PS3 around him, poking at it hopefully with a wand and saying random Latin words. He'd set his bed on fire twice and once had caused this really cool purple smoke to fill the room, making everything smell like toast. But no video games. Yet. He was determined.

And bored. So bored.

Which meant the knock on his door was welcome. The fact that it was Veronica? Just worlds better. And that tone? Well, color him gleeful.

Bounding over, he pulled open the door and...

Jesus Christ on a popsicle stick.

"V-veronica?" Him? Stutter?

Hell, yeah.

earthto_mars June 18 2007, 19:30:56 UTC

Ah. Just the boy I was looking for.

"Logan!" I cocked my head a little. That way that Weevil always made fun of me for. "Hi."

And with that, my hand planted against his chest, pushing him further into the room as one of my heels pushed the door closed, hard, not even bother with the lock. I hooked a hand around the back of his head, tangling fingers into his hair and automatically pushed my lips against his own, wrapping my free hand into the collar of his shirt.

As long as, you know, I wasn't too forward. But, hey. I couldn't help myself. Something in the brownies, baby. I told you.

obligatorylogan June 18 2007, 20:15:19 UTC

Oh, God, those heels. That blouse. Not to mention the skirt. "Am I dreaming?" he asked with a bemused, very confused grin. "Because this is usually how my dreams start. Very naughty dreams - "

He was cut off by Veronica pushing up against him, her lips hot on his own. Oh. Yeah, this was definitely how his dreams started. His hands fell to her hips, tracing down the sides of her skirt. "God, Veronica," he murmured, pulling away and looking down at her with a crooked little grin. "What's gotten into you? Is it my birthday?"

Not that he was complaining. At all. As if to emphasize the lack of complaining, he leaned down to kiss her again, tongue gently teasing into her mouth, hand splayed against her lower back. Mmm...no complaints at all.

earthto_mars June 18 2007, 20:28:02 UTC

"Not dreaming, Loverboy," I automatically retaliated, smirking into his lips. "This is al~l real."

What had gotten into me? Man, I wish I could've told him. Brownies? Sounded a little odd. Aphrodisiac brownies? Might as well have locked me up in a straight jacket. But hey! At least it would have been a nice little kinky addition to today, huh?

"Nothing's gotten into me, I replied instead, with a bit of a breathless laugh, biting my bottom lip. "'Cept maybe you in a little, huh?" Holy crap, did I just say that? Sounded like a bad porn movie! I couldn't stop! "And a very merry un-birthday to you," I added coyly, hooking a leg up and around his waist and pulling him in flush with my body.

But, hey. No complaints here either, right? Tongue was back. I was grinning like a fiend, my own lacing into his mouth as if I was fighting for room in it.

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