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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:05:20 GMT -5
He laughed softly, pulling her back against him and setting his mouth by her ear. "Just go to sleep. Tomorrow's a new day," he whispered, smiling to himself.
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:06:45 GMT -5
She wiggled back against him, pulling his arm tighter around her. "I wish we could just make out and feel each other up forever."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:09:53 GMT -5
He let out a bark of laughter into her hair, squeezing her once. "Doesn't everybody wish that?" He certainly did.
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:12:44 GMT -5
She sighed, a bit over dramatically. "Well, maybe not forever. Because I'd convince you to have sex with me eventually." She said it simply, like she was talking about the weather.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:14:38 GMT -5
"I'm certain you would," he replied matter of factly. Once she had him convinced she was no longer in love with He Who Shall Remain Nameless, then he'd have sex with her all the time, everywhere, anywhere, every which way, all day long.
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:18:55 GMT -5
It occurred to Script she had to do one of two things: she could actually get over Goblin, or she could act like she got over Goblin. Since the first plan seemed impossible to her, she decided to become a really great actress.
She snuggled against him, closing her eyes. "You'll hold me like this all night, right?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:23:09 GMT -5
"Of course," he assured her, his voice soft. He would wait for her to go to sleep until he drifted off himself.
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:24:37 GMT -5
She was already halfway there, in that inbetween place where she said things she wouldn't remember. "I like you, Skitts...I'm glad you're around..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:30:18 GMT -5
"Me too, Script. Me too," he whispered, bending his head to kiss her shoulder. He pulled the blanket up around them, hoping it wouldn't get too cold once the fire died out.
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:31:39 GMT -5
She wouldn't get cold so long as he kept his arms around her. It didn't take her long to fall asleep.
And it was the first night in three weeks she didn't dream about Goblin.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:34:53 GMT -5
((So, I want to continue, but this thread is already so long! What should we do?!))
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:36:00 GMT -5
((New thread! We can have it be a few days later or something. You wanna start or me?))
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Post by Skittery on Nov 13, 2011 19:39:45 GMT -5
((I can start!))
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Post by Script on Nov 13, 2011 19:40:47 GMT -5
((Whee!))
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