Room 234/236 - re-decorating

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker has the music on -- "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" by the Nylons-- and she's re-moving everything now that Rory's moved out of 236. She's also reconsidering where to put Esme's stuff.

She is making phone calls to Jarod, but she is damn well not leaving a message. She's also hoping various people stop by, since she's got the doors open.

C'mon in and ask her about her xBox, or the campaign. She's got a couple hours before Jack shows up.

_{[ooc: Open to all! Newbies too!]}

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Yes, but some of them are *pretty* itsies. I should introduce you to my little brother, although he's probably all of fifteen. As for townies... How come you don't jump Jarod? The boy is seriously gorgeous?"

[[Me? Make trouble? Perish the thought!]]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker rolled her eyes, and pulled a pillow over her face. "God, not you too," she mumbled through it.

Pulling it away, she asked, "And would the pretty itsies not be dorks? Or should I wait, and let the gremlin venom weed out the hopeless from the merely awkward?" She kicked off her shoes and pouted at him.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack grinned and took one foot, massaging the arch. "Oh, wait, definitely. Because if they're dorks, you'd feel obligated to kill them, and then you might get detention. Whereas, if you let the gremlins take care of them, you can take pictures, and point and laugh. Which reminds me, someone sent Mom a picture of me at the party last night. Vala dropped her camera, so I'm thinking I'm going to have to murder Jaye. Which frees Archie up, so it's a win-win situtaion."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Awesome," Parker purred. "We can split him, if you want?" She sighed and relaxed into the footrub. "God, that feels good. No matter how much I love them, heels are hell after more than six hours." She blinked. "Your Mom? Oh, definitely Jaye. Want help? She thwarted me, after all."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Time share Archie? That's a lovely idea." Jack leaned over and kissed her nose. "And I'd love your help. You are like six million times more devious than I am. I am a simple soul."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker chortled, reaching up to wind an arm around his neck and pull him closer. "Just because I can't touch her boyfriend, doesn't mean I can't have some revenge..." She licked his lips, then went in for a full-tongue kiss, mmmmmming as she relaxed.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack followed her lead blissfully, sinking into the kiss. He skimmed one hand up her side. "I do like the way you plan revenge," he whispered in her ear.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker imitated him in reverse, her free hand skimming down to cup the back of his jeans. "Mmmm. And who knows? Jaye may thank me," she added, biting his neck just enough to sting.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack hissed his breath between his teeth at the bite. "You know, I don't think that the handcuffs are going to get used tonight."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Awwww," Parker pouted, then grinned, feline. "Guess you'll have to come back for a second round." She wound one leg around his waist, and pulled the other free to curl over his other hip. "Because honestly, I am not returning those. I lost the receipt."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I don't mind coming back for more," Jack told her earnestly. He licked up her neck, then kissed her ear, nibbling gently. "But it looks like I'm already tied up at the moment."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker streeeeetched, then clasped her legs around him, pulling him closer, and twisted her fingers in his hair. "Mmm? Human bondage? Such a tragedy. Let's see if we can't alleviate your suffering," she whispered against his mouth, then slowly sucked his lower lip, hard.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack chuckled. "Number one," he said, kissing her inbetween words, "that's not my 'suffering' you're feeling, and number two, it's not being alleviated. Pretty much the reverse."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Torture a specialty," she whispered, before they stopped talking for the night.

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