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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:14:35 GMT -5
"Oh, I see...you're just using me for my cuddles," he said before letting out a defeated sigh. "Happens all the time."
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 16:16:44 GMT -5
She smirked. "Oh does it? Should I be concerned about your other cuddle partners?" She interlocked their fingers as they walked home.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:19:00 GMT -5
"Nah. Not at the moment, at least. They always find someone bigger and better to cuddle with," he informed her sullenly, his usual glum expression plastered on his face.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 16:23:30 GMT -5
She squeezed his hand. "Well...you got me, Mike..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:27:21 GMT -5
He smiled over at her, squeezing her hand back. "And I'm glad I do, Mags."
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 16:30:18 GMT -5
Oh, she did like the way he said 'Mags.' She blushed and smiled, walking into the parlor when they got home. The parlor had become their spot, and half the house had gotten used to the door being locked at random hours, though no one was stupid enough to say anything to her.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:33:37 GMT -5
He flopped down on the couch, onto his back, and kicked his shoes off. "Damn, I'm exhausted," he said before letting out a sleepy yawn.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 16:35:38 GMT -5
"Aw, come 'ere." She laid back on the couch, holding her arms out for him to lay on her.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:37:34 GMT -5
He did so, burying his face in her neck and closing his eyes. He laid there for a few minutes, his breathing starting to slow.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 16:43:56 GMT -5
She cradled him against her, running her fingers through his hair soothingly.
Her insides flipped uncomfortably, that guilty feeling she'd spent two weeks trying to ignore rearing it's ugly head. She liked him. And the fact of that scared her.
Because he wasn't Sebastian.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:48:59 GMT -5
He didn't sleep for long, but he never did when he took naps during the day. He slowly opened one eye then nuzzled against Script's neck some more, kissing her there lazily.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 16:54:37 GMT -5
She had dozed off, but smiled, eyes still closed as she felt him kiss her. She shifted under him, his head resting on her chest.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 16:56:21 GMT -5
Skittery sighed happily, closing his eyes again. He could stay like this for a long time.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 17:00:40 GMT -5
She smiled, leaning down to kiss his hair. Her voice was soft, a little husky with sleep. "Hey..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 17:15:02 GMT -5
"Hey," he replied sleepily, his eyes still closed.
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