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Day Twelve - Promises

Nov 15, 2008 19:50

Who: Eric, Jan
Where: His Room
When: Post-Party
Rating: R, presumably

Status: Closed, Finished
Summary: Eric takes Jan back to his room and she finally aquiesces to his request of exclusivity. Eric has a go at making sweet sweet love to her and they fall asleep, presumably in each others arms. Awww, how sweet...

( ...the strands in your eyes that color them wonderful//stop me and steal my breath//and emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky//never revealing their depth... )

eric banyon, @dorms, *day 12, january cohen

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lies_unspoken November 16 2008, 03:10:02 UTC

Her fingers were laced with his, though as she walked along, she pondered the events of tomorrow. She wondered what would happen ... if she'd wind up in someone's body, or if DauphinMare would have wild and unpredictable weather.

She wondered if she'd manage to keep herself from making a storm if they had sex ... and she doubted it. She'd feel bad for whoever got caught in the rain ... though at least it would wash away the snow.

tune_weaver November 16 2008, 03:23:00 UTC

He opened the door to his room, and glanced to her.

"Something on your mind?" he ventured quietly, and he wondered if her thoughts were even still going in that direction.

He didn't want to assume they were, after all. There'd been an announcement that trouble was bound to arrive, and she might have other things she wished to attend to. Not that she'd indicated as much, but ... well, he just didn't like to assume anything.

lies_unspoken November 16 2008, 03:27:09 UTC

"Just ... a little worried, I guess." She licked her lips as she stepped into his room, fingers moving to the pins and clips binding her hair up. "Well, no, more than a little worried. There are a lot of variables here. Things we didn't have before. People with already unstable powers, and ..." she shrugged.

"But I guess I can worry about that later," she said, setting the clips onto his desk before she shook out her hair, letting it fall freely around her head.

tune_weaver November 16 2008, 03:58:14 UTC

Eric frowned faintly. He supposed he should have been more concerned with the situation at hand instead of rather eagerly wanting to take her back to the dorms.

"Will later be too late?" he murmured quietly, though he was admittedly distracted by her hair.

Not that things like that should be distracting him, but ... well, it did.

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