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Title: Lazy Scranton
Pairing: Pam/Karen
Rating: a very mild PG-13
Word count: 342
Summary: Something short and sweet. Like Karen. Basically, fluff.
"You are really, really grumpy in the morning," says Pam, blowing on her tea.
Karen glares at her over her mug of coffee.
"I think it's cute."
Karen continues glaring.
Pam smiles pleasantly, with teeth. "You get a crinkle in your forehead." She touches the spot, just above the bridge of Karen's nose. Karen goes from glare to scowl and hunches over her coffee, which only makes Pam delight even more in her cuteness. She knows that she's ridiculously infatuated, but can't help it. Karen is still sporting serious bedhead and her mouth is seemingly made for pouting and her t-shirt is on backwards over her girls' boxers. They even have penguins on them.
She finishes her tea and rises, rinsing out her mug in the sink. As she passes Karen, she stops to press a quick kiss to the crown of her head. "I'm gonna shower."
A few minutes later she's surprised to hear the curtain draw back. She peers through the haze of her facial scrub, makes out a vague blur stepping into the tub with her. Hurriedly, she rinses off and turns to face Karen, whose hair is starting to clump sexily in the humidity. Karen kisses her, hands sliding down her back, lightly massaging her hips.
"I'm sorry I'm such a grump," she says, then noses into Pam's cheek.
Pam drops a kiss on her shoulder and pulls her closer. She feels Karen kiss her just in front of her ear, down to her neck. The water feels warmer. "It's okay," she says.
"It just takes me a while to wake up," says Karen. She runs her hands up to Pam's neck, traces her fingers between her breasts, then tickles her stomach. Pam tries to slap her hands away; Karen just uses the distraction to push Pam against the cold tile wall and kiss her senseless. Her hands drift down, brushing Pam-
"The point of a shower is to get clean, not dirty," Pam murmurs against Karen's mouth.
"Shut up," says Karen, smiling. "Or I'll get grumpy again."
Pairing: Pam/Karen
Rating: a very mild PG-13
Word count: 342
Summary: Something short and sweet. Like Karen. Basically, fluff.
"You are really, really grumpy in the morning," says Pam, blowing on her tea.
Karen glares at her over her mug of coffee.
"I think it's cute."
Karen continues glaring.
Pam smiles pleasantly, with teeth. "You get a crinkle in your forehead." She touches the spot, just above the bridge of Karen's nose. Karen goes from glare to scowl and hunches over her coffee, which only makes Pam delight even more in her cuteness. She knows that she's ridiculously infatuated, but can't help it. Karen is still sporting serious bedhead and her mouth is seemingly made for pouting and her t-shirt is on backwards over her girls' boxers. They even have penguins on them.
She finishes her tea and rises, rinsing out her mug in the sink. As she passes Karen, she stops to press a quick kiss to the crown of her head. "I'm gonna shower."
A few minutes later she's surprised to hear the curtain draw back. She peers through the haze of her facial scrub, makes out a vague blur stepping into the tub with her. Hurriedly, she rinses off and turns to face Karen, whose hair is starting to clump sexily in the humidity. Karen kisses her, hands sliding down her back, lightly massaging her hips.
"I'm sorry I'm such a grump," she says, then noses into Pam's cheek.
Pam drops a kiss on her shoulder and pulls her closer. She feels Karen kiss her just in front of her ear, down to her neck. The water feels warmer. "It's okay," she says.
"It just takes me a while to wake up," says Karen. She runs her hands up to Pam's neck, traces her fingers between her breasts, then tickles her stomach. Pam tries to slap her hands away; Karen just uses the distraction to push Pam against the cold tile wall and kiss her senseless. Her hands drift down, brushing Pam-
"The point of a shower is to get clean, not dirty," Pam murmurs against Karen's mouth.
"Shut up," says Karen, smiling. "Or I'll get grumpy again."