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[cinnabon_girl]

*prods Jones with her foot*

*prods him harder*

*wakes him up*

Get up and make me some pancakes.

Comments

[jones_classic]

HEY. Since when do machines take orders from humans?

*unceremoniously drags himself over her as he gets out of bed like a beach-master elephant seal*

Blueberry or chocolate with iron filings?

[cinnabon_girl]

*big grin*

chocolate with the fillings please!

ooooh and some sausages too?

*tilts head as she looks at him*

you might wanna put some pants on too, grease splatter can be nasty.

and I'll take some chocolate milk with the pancakes.

*bats eye lashes*

I'll make it up to you.

[jones_classic]

*scratches his bare chest as he stands there looking down at her*

You already have, sweet cheeks.

*stretches arms out*

Ah... my "tents", er, "arms" are still sore from last night.

[cinnabon_girl]

*shakes her head and stretches across the bed*

I told you that position was going to kill your arms but nooooooo. I'm a big strong Agent and I can do anything. See, listen to me some times.

*doesn't bat an eye lash as a deep throaty howl followed by a slightly higher pitched one resounds through the apartment*

Someone is going to call the super at this rate.

Come on, I'll go with you, I want them hot.

[once_brown]

*reaches climax, clenches teeth, tosses head back, can't hold back... can't hold back...*

"AAAAAaaaaaaaOOOOOOOOOoooooOOooooOOOOOoOoooooooOooOOooooooOOOOOOOOOooOOOOOOOOoOOOOOOOOOoooOoOoOooooooooooooooooooooOOooooooooooOoooooo...oo...........Oo....o"

[maritas]

*tries to bury her face in his pillow to keep from screaming as she reaches her peak*

*glances back at him and can't stop it*

*throws her head back and joins him*

AAAAArrrrrrWooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo