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[noweakpokemon]

Who: Gold, Silver, Lash on support, not Knuckles at all, he's off with his girlfriend, how convenient.
What: Taking Silver's clothes off their hangers in his closet.
Where: Silver's dorm number whatever the fuck it is. BE-01, apparently.
When: Night.
Warnings: Hot, hot, sex.

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[go_4_the_gold]

Gold nodded, not realizing Lash couldn't see him. Cautiously, he reached out to open the door. Slooowly, slowly, he opened the door just enough to slide in. He didn't bother shutting it behind himself; pushing it up to the frame as far as he could without closing it. He listened carefully to the girl on the other end of his headset, straining his eyes to examine the room in the dark; his only light came from the hallway.

As Lash instructed him to get on his knees, Gold pulled a face, keeping his arms comfortably at his side. "D-" he started, before quickly stopping himself. He clicked his tongue and reluctantly got onto his hands and knees.

By the time Lash was finished talking, his eyes had adjusted to the dark enough to where he could identify simple objects. He crawled to the closest dresser first. Upon opening the drawer lowest to the ground, he promptly slammed it shut. Whatever was in there was definitely not Silver's... He shot a glance over his shoulder at the sleeping redhead before continuing to the other dresser. HE LOOKED SO PEACEFUL.

Grabbing the handles of the dresser to pull himself up and pulling the drawer out simultaneously, Gold snuck another look at his rival before looking back at the clothes. Jackpot! These were definitely Silver's clothes. He lifted his hand slowly, keeping his eyes on the prize drawer and pressed the button Lash had pointed out earlier.