AU. Very, very AU. Hot as hell, but very AU.

[aveb_feline]

It's the afternoon, and they're curled up in bed together, Mimi's cheek pressed against Roger's chest. She's listening to his heartbeat, her fingers in his hair, thinking.

At length, she raises her head, looks him in the eyes, and says, softly and sincerely, "I think we should have sex with Mark."

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[idiotwithguitar]

It's a while before Roger can come up with any sort of response to that. He just stares at her quietly, blinking and trying to make sense of that. It's not that he's not used to Mimi saying weird things sometimes, and it's not that he objects to the idea in the least, but... somehow he just hadn't expected that.

So, after long consideration, he responds very eloquently, "What?"

[aveb_feline]

"I think," Mimi repeats, a little more slowly - because sometimes talking to Roger requires the same patience as talking to her five-year-old nephew - "that we should have sex with Mark."

Beat.

"Repeatedly."

[idiotwithguitar]

"Oh." Alright, that cleared up any thoughts of him maybe having misheard her. Now came the problem of figuring out just what was going on inside her head, which was considerably more difficult.

"Uh. Okay. So, um... where did this come from?"

[aveb_feline]

"I've been thinking about it for a while now." Mimi combs her fingers through his hair again. "He's....really, really lonely. And he's such a great guy, he deserves so much better...plus he kind of wants you. Kind of a lot."