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fandomhighdorms2009-01-28 05:39 pm
Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon
It had taken a few moments to figure out the DVD player, but Merlin did as he was told and just pushed buttons until it worked. It was a surprisingly good method.
He sat back, ready to watch this porno thing that Emmett had said would be interesting.
And in the first five minutes, he couldn't quite understand the draw of this sort of entertainment. It was only like Morgana and Gwen in the fact that they looked vaguely similar. The way they talked and the room they were in certainly didn't look like any castle he'd ever seen. And, really, those dresses were just terribly impractical for a lady or a servant. They must be terribly cold--
Merlin's eyes went very big as the dress issue was solved and they ladies started kissing. The only sound he made was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash.
[[Open like a common room where a wizard is being scarred for life is!]]
He sat back, ready to watch this porno thing that Emmett had said would be interesting.
And in the first five minutes, he couldn't quite understand the draw of this sort of entertainment. It was only like Morgana and Gwen in the fact that they looked vaguely similar. The way they talked and the room they were in certainly didn't look like any castle he'd ever seen. And, really, those dresses were just terribly impractical for a lady or a servant. They must be terribly cold--
Merlin's eyes went very big as the dress issue was solved and they ladies started kissing. The only sound he made was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash.
[[Open like a common room where a wizard is being scarred for life is!]]

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's earsasked, risking a glance back at the... what on earth was she lic--Oh. OH.no subject
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...he'd learn. Oh, he'd learn.
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A very good time, if the moaning was any indication.
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Chuck was lying about that. There's no such thing as a bad kind of whore.
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's earsgave him a look of complete disbelief. "There's a difference?"no subject
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And he tilted his head despite himself as one of the women did something odd with her tongue.
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Unless you were into that sort of thing. Which Chuck was.
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...other than Chuck.
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