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zetabetabrat) wrote2012-02-12 11:24 am
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Room 303, Sunday After 3MD
"And here we have my room," Rebecca announced unnecessarily as she opened the door, "and -- oh, good, my roommate's not here."
So that would be her coat being tossed onto Matt's desk, where, in fact, a lot of her stuff was currently residing. Best roommate ever, right?
"Sooo."
[[continued from here, andi offer no guarantees on its worksafe-ness most emphatically not worksafe. for she of the raspberry lip gloss!]]
So that would be her coat being tossed onto Matt's desk, where, in fact, a lot of her stuff was currently residing. Best roommate ever, right?
"Sooo."
[[continued from here, and
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... and she was looking at Rebecca's cleavage again. Hi, cleavage!
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Tara flailed for a second -- there were new, different lips under hers -- before remembering pretty much how this went. She relaxed into the kiss, parting her lips a touch.
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be a hodeepen the kiss, one hand settling in Tara's hair to steady her. Because she could be considerate sometimes.Sometimes.
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The kissing was intense
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Being on top of people was kind of a thing with her, see.
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She'd explain what she wanted, but that would involve breaking the kiss.
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Fair was fair, really.
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And then they were in new territory, and Tara's hands went over Rebecca's bra, and she took a moment to feel very lucky. (A little guilty, but lucky.)
"... wow."
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"Like what you see?" she teased, the expression on her face making it pretty clear that she had no complaints either. Hi, Tara was curvy and hot. Approve.
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For her part, since the angle was a little awkward and not exactly conducive to other things, she was busying herself with trailing her fingers down Tara's sides, going... well, she didn't know where she was going.
Eventually she encountered a waistband, but rather than deal with that, she ghosted her fingers over Tara's stomach just above it instead.
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Besides, there were fingertips on her stomach and those were much more interesting. She made a little mewing noise but otherwise kept playing her lips against Rebecca's skin.
[OOC: ... and this is where I go to bed, woe.]
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That thing involved drawing back enough to make eye contact -- the eyesex kind of eye contact -- and slipping her fingers under a certain waistband.
Hi, Tara.
[[No worries, sleep well! We could even FTB from here?]]
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Sometimes you needed to have no shame, and tonight was going to be one of those times.
[OOC: Annnnnd FTB! Thanks!]