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Lemon Chiffon - The First Time
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Timeframe : 1255
Lyssa swears she’s never going to look at that desk the same way again. Ski has a map spread across its surface now, tracing a slow arc down a broad highway, and all she can think about is her backside somewhere down in the midst of the southern seas and Rune’s hands up in the mountains.
“What’s so funny?” Ski snaps up to glare at her.
“Nothing,” says Lyssa, but she must have shot Rune a look, because now Ski’s on him and he’s blushing and pawing his neck.
“Nothing,” he quickly agrees.
With an exasperated sigh, Ski starts to turn back to her map, but something at the corner of the desk catches her attention. “Is that ink?”
Main entry
Timeframe : 1255
Lyssa swears she’s never going to look at that desk the same way again. Ski has a map spread across its surface now, tracing a slow arc down a broad highway, and all she can think about is her backside somewhere down in the midst of the southern seas and Rune’s hands up in the mountains.
“What’s so funny?” Ski snaps up to glare at her.
“Nothing,” says Lyssa, but she must have shot Rune a look, because now Ski’s on him and he’s blushing and pawing his neck.
“Nothing,” he quickly agrees.
With an exasperated sigh, Ski starts to turn back to her map, but something at the corner of the desk catches her attention. “Is that ink?”