part 107 jellybeans in the jar

[aphanon_meme]

I was at a fair, and they were having a contest. It said, 'Guess how many jelly beans there are in the jar, and you win a prize.' And I was like 'Ah c'mon, man, lemme just have some. Tell you what, you guess how many I want... if you said a handful, you are right.'... I love Mitch Hedberg. Anyway. Good job breaking LJ! Remember when like... 1

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[bake_einsamcake]

Wh-what are you doing?!

[throws his jacket over her body]

[bake_einsamcake]

Alright.

[tries to adapt, manages to make it feel more like an actual massage instead of just kneading her like dough]

[fillegentille]

[moans softly]

And lower, Allemagne.

[bake_einsamcake]

[slowly makes his way down to her lower back only to stagnate there for a while]

[tentatively starts going back up]

[fillegentille]

Perhaps we can find a more private place to continue this, mon chéri.

[bake_einsamcake]

Uh... a-anon is putting up a curtain...

[blushes profoundly]

[still hopes she will get tired if he just manages to improve quickly enough]

[fillegentille]

I meant to continue, not continue. Unless you do not want to, in which case....

[purses her lips]

[bake_einsamcake]

[is actually too tired for action, but doesn't want to upset her again]

...

Just let me continue, hm? It will do you good to, um, relax a little...

[continues to massage her]

[fillegentille]

...very well.

[is only not being snippy because she expects to at least get something]

[bake_einsamcake]

[continues, at least having slightly warmer hands by now; finally lets go of his hope to get her tired]

[starts kissing the nape of her neck, follows her spine down to the small of her back]

[fillegentille]

[parts her legs a little]

[somehow doubts he'll get the hint]

[bake_einsamcake]

[still has her covered by his jacket from the hip down, likely won't remove it on his own accord]

[goes back to massaging her shoulders, occasionally placing a kiss on her shoulder; stifles a tired yawn]

THEY'RE NEVER GONNA SCORE

[fillegentille]

[rolls over onto her back to explain to him exactly what she wants, and sees him yawn]

Ah, mon pauvre, you have been working yourself too hard.

[gets up and pulls his coat on]

Come, the couch by the fire will be cozy.

And he wonders why she sleeps around (well, he would if he knew) ;__;

[bake_einsamcake]

[oh, crud, he didn't want her to see that]

No, I'm fine! I can...

[is slightly surprised that she doesn't seem all that disappointed]

Well, if it really is okay for you we can go over there... I'll make us something warm to drink.

[puts an arm around her, gives her a peck on the cheek]

Would you like to, um, go get your clothes first..?

[fillegentille]

[has been in maman mode all day, what with the little kids and the babies running around, but is nonetheless very disappointed]

Mais non, there are blankets, do not tax yourself further.

...and as for my clothes, your jacket is quite big.

[doesn't know where she put her clothes, anyway]

[reaches up to brush back some of his hair, the ends of the sleeves flopping over her fingers]

[bake_einsamcake]

[smiles; she looks adorable in the too-large jacket]

I'm sorry, Frankreich. I'll try to be more awake for you the next time.

[takes her hand and leads her to the living room to make hot chocolate and cuddle until they fall asleep (won't take long for him)]