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roof | early evening | thursday | august 27
Alex was finding himself more attracted to the roof than the deck lately, which was a change from earlier in the summer. He couldn't really pinpoint why save for the fact that he liked smoking on the roof. Today was no different. He'd lit up as soon as he'd pushed onto the roof and was halfway done before he'd even sat down on the ledge.
Things felt slow lately, like they were moving in slow motion and it was making him itchy. He really didn't want to think of it as bad omens considering he still was trying to not think about that other Fandom but those thoughts crept in more likely than not.
He shook his head at himself and made his mind go blank. Easier to deal with.
[i'm bored and it's about to storm like hell. so, natch, this is open!]
Things felt slow lately, like they were moving in slow motion and it was making him itchy. He really didn't want to think of it as bad omens considering he still was trying to not think about that other Fandom but those thoughts crept in more likely than not.
He shook his head at himself and made his mind go blank. Easier to deal with.
[i'm bored and it's about to storm like hell. so, natch, this is open!]
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Not being terribly dumb either, she tilted her head, letting her hair fall over her neck where there still was the trace of Lissa's bite from earlier in the week. That was something that didn't need to be gotten ever but especially after the previous conversation.
The touching though, the touching was completely good, and Rose reciprocated, her fingers brushing over his shoulders and collarbone to slip teasingly under the neck of his shirt.
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Besides, there was nothing stopping him from doing some teasing of his own, fingers brushing over the front of her shirt, teasing her through the material of the clothing. Might not be skin but it did in a pinch.
Teehee.
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But, hey, now he'd upped the ante, and he was getting teased back as she nipped at his lips, tugging playfully. Her hands slid down his chest to find the bottom of his shirt, not lifting it yet but playing with the material.
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After that, his hands tiptoed towards her lower back, pushing her against him again and cursing clothing, cursing it good.
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Also she totally needed revenge for the pinching, dammit, and her fingers slipped under his shirt, letting her fingernails tease lightly over his stomach.
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Instead, he could just bring their hips together again, still hating clothes but still confident that it'd serve the purpose he was going for there.