MARLENE MCKINNON: 7 April, 1970

[len_mckinnon]

Dave,

You've got to help me, Dave. Ignore the OWL. IGNORE THE...

...I need your help, Dave. My best friend My boyfriend Ted's birthday is this week - he's 16, same as you, and I don't know what sixteen year old boys....do. What would he like? He looks football (Liverpool, don't judge him)...he likes James Bond. He likes getting dirty...then

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[orlanstamos]

*grins as he sits down across from her* Len, guess what.

[orlanstamos]

*blinks* Well, that's. Wow, Len. They're very nice.

*grins* You mean the picture of you in your knickers that I had to try very hard to resist looking at all day? It was a very nice, very distracting photo.

[len_mckinnon]

You wanna see the real thing, Tonks?

:got up walking away from the bed:

Think I bought the camera up here, Tonks. Had to get Moira to help me and everything.

[orlanstamos]

*nods as he watches her walk* A photo doesn't quite compare.

Very helpful girl, Moira is. *smiles at her* This is- this is brilliant, Len. Thank you.

[len_mckinnon]

Only just starting, Ted. Like that, do you? Moira looking at me in my knickers?

:starts to unbotton her blouse, flashing red lace:

All yours, Tonks...

[orlanstamos]

*swallows and nods* I rather do. Though I also like knowing that you're my girl before you're Moira's.

That's, Christ, Len. A different colour than normal.

[len_mckinnon]

Oh, yes, Tonks...Knows that she can look, but she isn't allowed to touch...

:slips out of her blouse, starting to work her skirt down:

It's your birthday, Tonks...special for your birthday. Lot of fun for your birthday...

[orlanstamos]

Yes. That you were doing it for me.

*bites his lip as he watches her undress, shifting on the bed restlessly* I enjoy fun. And my birthday.

*brings his hand up and starts picking at his tie idly* Do you- should I get undressed too?

[len_mckinnon]

Yes, Ted...Want you to come here and kiss me...

:she stands with her hands on her hips, bra, knickers stockings and suspenders:

Got a lot of things planned, Tonks...

[orlanstamos]

*stands up and walks over to her and kisses her, hand coming down to hold at her hip*

's like a birthday party, minus the balloons.

[len_mckinnon]

:wraps her arm around his neck:

All kinds of fun games. Whatcha wanna do first, Ted? Bought the camera up? Got massage oil? :grins:

[orlanstamos]

*grins, nipping at her lower lip as he runs his fingers over her sides lightly*

So many choices at my fingertips. I hardly know where to begin.

[len_mckinnon]

:kisses him firmly:

Well..it's your birthday. Your wish is my command...

[orlanstamos]

*laughs and threads his fingers through her hair as he kisses her*

I think that you should let me take pictures of you, Len.

[len_mckinnon]

:grins:

Should I put my clothes back on if you're taking school photos?

[orlanstamos]

*grins, letting his fingers slide right along the waistline of her knickers* I think I'll be able to manage without.

Wouldn't want you to have to go through any more trouble on my account.