Room 303, Sunday After 3MD

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"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, and i offer no guarantees on its worksafe-ness most emphatically not worksafe. for she of the raspberry lip gloss!]]

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"Um ... yeah," Tara stammered, but somehow her nervousness was going away because Rebecca was here and this was amazing and really the only possible way she could express how amazing it was was to try to kiss her way down Rebecca's throat and over that cleavage.

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Rebecca let out a soft noise at that. Look, Tara was already surpassing Peter in terms of her makeout skills, and Rebecca appreciated that. "Me too," she murmured.

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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Tara couldn't read narration -- and this wasn't the time to bring it up even if she could -- but she played in a different weight class than Peter all around. She'd gone out with Kennedy for years, okay?

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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So Rebecca was maybe going to try a thing. Because she cared. Or she liked her experimentation. One of the two.

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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"Hi," Tara whispered, and sucked in her breath a little to give those fingers more access.

Sometimes you needed to have no shame, and tonight was going to be one of those times.

[OOC: Annnnnd FTB! Thanks!]