Room 308, Saturday Morning, Snuggly and Warm
Last year, after the Valentine's Day dance, Rikku had woken up in a strange room, cuddled up against this crazy-but-awesome guy with bright red hair. She had panicked, borrowed clothes from him, and fled.
This Saturday morning couldn't be more different. It was her room. She was with her kickass boyfriend, who was still fast asleep. (Even though there was a Petey chewing quite happily on his hair.) And panicking was the furthest thing from her mind. They had plans, they had a vacation to get to, but that could wait until a little more snuggling happened.
Okay, it was the same guy, and there had been awesome sex both times. Coincidence?
Rikku purred and settled back in.
(FOR HIM WHAT IS HAVIN HIS HAIR EATED)
This Saturday morning couldn't be more different. It was her room. She was with her kickass boyfriend, who was still fast asleep. (Even though there was a Petey chewing quite happily on his hair.) And panicking was the furthest thing from her mind. They had plans, they had a vacation to get to, but that could wait until a little more snuggling happened.
Okay, it was the same guy, and there had been awesome sex both times. Coincidence?
Rikku purred and settled back in.
(FOR HIM WHAT IS HAVIN HIS HAIR EATED)