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Room 308, Monday, Mid-afternoon

Mar 16, 2009 21:32

Rikku didn't know what it meant that, whenever she wasn't herself for a weekend, she was usually very cute but kinda dim. That hinted at seriously unpleasant conclusions and she was going to not think about them ( Read more... )

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raspberryturk March 17 2009, 01:49:37 UTC

"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiikku."

Reno? Was in a pretty good mood, yes, sir. Good enough to make stupid noises through the door without bothering to knock, really.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 04:29:39 UTC

"Are you conceding the bet?" she asked, and it was hardly a whisper. Just breath shaped into words.

She was going to reach to tug at his shirt, in any case.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:35:08 UTC

"I ain't conceded nothin' until I pounce you," he breathed, lifting his shoulder to better accommodate the removal of his shirt.

One arm to go. His right one.

Nothing up his sleeve. Really.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 04:41:01 UTC

Peeling his shirt down and it was so, so hard to resist pouncing him, the tension was thick in the air, and his shirt was tossed aside like h---

She blinked, and then stared at his upper arm. "Did you ..."

Error: does not compute.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:44:13 UTC

Reno glanced casually at the ink on his bicep.

"What? Get a new tat? Kinda looks like I did." A small, smug little grin. Cocky bastard. "How 'bout that, zoto."

He was going straight to hell. And it would be good.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 04:46:05 UTC

She couldn't help it. She reached out her fingers to brush over the skin. The outer rays of a sun, and the inner ... that ...

That had to be her eye spirals. It couldn't be anything else.

Her mouth was dry and she couldn't form words. "Wh-when did you ..."

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:49:10 UTC

Reno reached for her hand and fingered at the most beautiful, stupid little ring in the world. The one she was still wearing. It had a kitty on it.

"Same day we got home."

the_merriest March 17 2009, 04:55:31 UTC

It was. It was, and it was ...

Just like the tire-ring still on his finger. A little more permanent. More Reno.

He'd marked her on his skin. All the mineminemineminemines she'd ever wanted to write. And. Her eyes. The ones that ...

Well. The real ones were blurring over, now, and she pulled him close, as he'd predicted.

Did he still win the bet if it was a kiss and not a bite?

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:57:06 UTC

Reno had managed to forget all about the bet. It probably wouldn't count unless it was biting, though. He'd wind up in a tutu yet.

The kissing right now? Absolutely made up for that.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 05:30:05 UTC

He won. He won whatever he wanted. How about her? Did he want her? He could have her. All of her. For always.

A shame she didn't have it marked on her permanently, the way he did. Maybe someday. They had time. They had fake-rings and all the time in the world and he wouldn't laugh if she was crying, would he?

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