Saturday Evening

Feb 25, 2006 18:24

Tom sat in his apartment, absentmindedly petting Chelsea and reading a book. He had some music on in the background and all in all was very relaxed. The only thing that could get him in a better mood was if Lucy were here ( Read more... )

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lucy_lioness February 26 2006, 00:36:21 UTC
Well, then it was convenient that a very happy Lucy was currently knocking on his door, wasn't it?

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collins_tom February 26 2006, 00:38:22 UTC
Wondering who it was (because certainly Lucy would use her key, right?), he opened the door. "Hey! What are you doing here?" He grabbed her and pulled her into a big hug.

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lucy_lioness February 26 2006, 00:48:23 UTC
Ah, but poor old Lu's mun had forgotten she had a key. Grinning at him, she asked, "Can't a girl just want to come see her boyfriend?" She scrunched her nose, think the word sounded rather strange. After all, he was a little old to be called a boy, wasn't he? Smiling again, she said, "If you'd rather I go?"

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collins_tom February 26 2006, 00:50:25 UTC
He grinned and teased her "No! get out, I only want to see you when I say so! Begone!" He smiled and pulled her in and kissed her briefly. "Of course, you're always more than welcome here. Why do you think I gave you a key silly?"

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lucy_lioness February 26 2006, 15:50:59 UTC
She laughed breathlessly, still moving against him. "Your minx," she whispered, kissing along his neck. She didn't know where this new boldness was coming from, but for some reason the fear was gone.

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collins_tom February 26 2006, 15:59:14 UTC
He smiled down at her and decided to test the waters. He slowly pulled off his shirt and pulled her close again, rubbing against her. He gently slipped his hand under her shirt and rubbed her back, kissing her softly.

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lucy_lioness February 26 2006, 16:12:43 UTC
She'd whimpered just a little when he'd moved away, but forgave the loss when he moved back with his shirt off. Gently running her hands against his sides, she marveled again at how amazing he was, how wonderful he felt against her. Wanting to feel it even more, she moved her hand to her own blouse and slowly started unbuttoning it, blushing at her own actions.

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collins_tom February 26 2006, 16:15:00 UTC
He almost wept when she began to remove her shirt. Dying to feel her skin against his own, he helped her shrug her blouse off. He groaned at the perfection of her skin, and her full breasts peeking out over her bra. He picked her up and gently carried her back to their bedroom...

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