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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 20:29:47 GMT -5
Zippy fell silent, swirling a few noodles around the plate with her fork. She probably shouldn't have said that, but she was unsure where David was coming from. "I'm not just a way for you to satisfy all your teenage fantasies," she said to him finally. "I thought this was more than that." If he wanted to be more dangerous, to do crazy things, fine by her. She actually understood. But from the way he was handling her body a few days ago- with just a hand job turning him on that much- it just didn't seem like it was what he really wanted, or was ready for.
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 20:39:34 GMT -5
His head shot up, and he stared at her, wide-eyed and slackjawed. "Is--is that what you think this is about? That I'm just some horny kid who wants to--to be with you just--just to do it?"
He couldn't believe she would think that of him, that she would see him that way. He felt insulted. And more than a little hurt.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 20:52:54 GMT -5
((hahaha they are both so sensitive. its hilarious))
"I don't know what I think!" Zippy replied frustrated, shooting him a desperate look. "I just don't get why you-" she lowered her voice, they were in a public place after all- "suddenly wanna have sex."
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 21:23:55 GMT -5
((They really are! They're gonna be the poutiest couple))
He blinked at her. "Suddenly? Suddenly?" He hissed, to keep his voice down. "Zip, I wanted to have sex with you about thirty seconds after you started kissing me in that janitor's closet at the museum!"
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 21:26:12 GMT -5
"Really? That late? I figured the minute I started cooing over the sea lions you were hard for me," Zippy teased, attempting to lighten the mood. She scooped a mouthful of spaghetti into her mouth, giving him an amused glance.
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 21:27:43 GMT -5
He blushed, shifting in his seat. "No. Then I just wanted to make out with you. Maybe feel you up."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 21:31:08 GMT -5
"Ah I see. So it was my knowledge of art that spoke to your penis. Good to know," she chuckled, twirling the noodles onto her fork and feeding it to him.
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 21:34:43 GMT -5
He took the pasta, taking his time chewing so he didn't say something else completely stupid. He took a drink of water before speaking again. "I like you, Zip. I mean really you. And I know it's only been a week but--but I just know how I feel, okay?"
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 21:38:48 GMT -5
"Okay," Zippy agreed rather quickly, smiling at him. If he was ready, so was she. She just didn't wanna do it in the infirmary bed again- the sick bed really creeped her out.
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 21:42:20 GMT -5
He blinked, confused, wary to believe she was agreeing to what he thought she was agreeing to. "Okay...what?"
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 21:48:31 GMT -5
Zippy was busy picking the onions out of their salad. "We can do it. I told you I want to, it'll be hot."
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 21:49:44 GMT -5
He stared at her, amazed how she could talk about sex the way some people talk about the weather. "I--okay...we...the LH?"
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 21:51:33 GMT -5
Zippy scrunched up her face. "Yeah, but not in the infirmary. Its cold and I don't feel very sexy in there. I'll ask around." She looked at him. "You too, I'm sure guys like Mush, Blink, or Skitts will know. Or Jack."
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Post by David on Nov 30, 2011 21:58:19 GMT -5
He cleared his throat, flushing red. "The, uh...the guys said they'd use the attic sometimes. There's extra blankets and a pillow or two up there..."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 30, 2011 22:02:07 GMT -5
Zippy smiled, "Sounds good to me." She paused for a minute, wiping her face. "Dave, you know that I'm, uh, not a virgin, right?"
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