Room 407, Thursday Night

Jun 04, 2009 23:46

What's worse than naked? Spandex. No, seriously. Spandex with no ice cream. Spandex with boys being weird. Spandex that won't come off and also is confusing and troubling and tiny and blonde and now there needs to be a boy. Right now.

What's better than naked? To be honest, as Merlin hurried her across the hall and into his room Francine was ( Read more... )

events: sex pollen, [katchoo], [merlin], [arthur], [dinah not the cat], [chuck], classes: culture shock, exclamations: omgdirty!, teachers: edna mode, classes: superhero fashion, teachers: captain algren, [karla], places: room 407

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bigdamndestiny June 5 2009, 03:55:24 UTC
Slamming the door shut behind them, Merlin swallowed something back and advanced on her slowly. He was just... looking now.

"You're beautiful." And very much his tonight. For---however long this was. It was good. And right. And normal.

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thatsamilkshake June 5 2009, 04:08:43 UTC
It was different, coming from him. Francine would never entirely believe that, but Merlin didn't make her doubt the way the gravity worked when he said it. Just maybe his eyesight, and that was okay. He had other gifts.

"So're you," she said, and hypocritical as always, she meant it. Plus it was easier to be looked at if she looked back.

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bigdamndestiny June 5 2009, 04:11:33 UTC
Merlin looked down quickly, removing his shirt as quickly as possible without re-breaking the nose. He was just lucky he didn't get caught in it.

"Bed?" He asked, stepping forward now that they were at least equal in nudity.

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thatsamilkshake June 5 2009, 04:18:35 UTC
Give her a second here. For the staring. It was different than the beach. She put a hand out to lay it on his chest, nodding. Warm. "Bed."

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