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Sunday Morning, Room 304 [Sorta NSFW]
Feb 19, 2006 13:05
Angela opened one eye suspiciously to the yowls of a hungry, or possibly just bored, cat. "Can't you learn to feed yourself already?" she asked Min hopefully (
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oatmanspatient
February 19 2006, 18:36:16 UTC
"Mmmph," Marty mumbled still half alseep. "Morning."
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oatmanspatient
February 19 2006, 19:49:05 UTC
"Hi," Marty said wondering if he should be worried about the gleem Angela had in her eye. "I certainly did. Must have been the company I had."
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chasingangela
February 19 2006, 19:51:11 UTC
"Really?" Angela said, leaning in to kiss his neck. "Anyone in particular?"
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oatmanspatient
February 19 2006, 19:55:11 UTC
Marty slides his hands up the back of Angela's t-shirt and pulls her closer. "Well it certainly wasn't Min," he said softly.
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chasingangela
February 19 2006, 19:57:30 UTC
"That would be kind of gross," Angela said, wrinkling her nose.
She snuggles into the crook of his neck, and her hands are doing ... something, under the blankets.
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oatmanspatient
February 19 2006, 20:01:59 UTC
Marty's eyes widen a little at the... something.
He decides it's only fair to return the favor as he nibbles on her neck.
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chasingangela
February 19 2006, 20:07:02 UTC
Angela gasps.
And whatever's going on under the covers? Her hand's moving a little faster.
"You can be late to gun club, right?" she asks, breath ragged.
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oatmanspatient
February 19 2006, 20:11:29 UTC
Marty grins.
"I don't think that will be a problem."
He then begins a trail of kisses that leads him somewhere beneath the comforter.
Where other things happen. Possibly involving Floral hexes.
And since it is quite dark underneath the covers it's probably a good idea to [FTB]
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She snuggles into the crook of his neck, and her hands are doing ... something, under the blankets.
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He decides it's only fair to return the favor as he nibbles on her neck.
Reply
And whatever's going on under the covers? Her hand's moving a little faster.
"You can be late to gun club, right?" she asks, breath ragged.
Reply
"I don't think that will be a problem."
He then begins a trail of kisses that leads him somewhere beneath the comforter.
Where other things happen. Possibly involving Floral hexes.
And since it is quite dark underneath the covers it's probably a good idea to [FTB]
Reply
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