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Feb 17, 2007 00:12

After he chases several teenagers back into their own rooms most of the evening, and playing a game of ducking out any door when ever Emma came into the room (once forgetting and ducking into a closet), he's almost afraid to go to sleep that night ( Read more... )

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prydeful February 17 2007, 06:03:05 UTC
It's a good idea.

The way she's being lazy and laying on her back on a picnic table might be a hint.

Kitty misses this outside thing.

"Hey."

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steelartisan February 17 2007, 06:15:36 UTC
The way Piotr does a large, muscular man's version of pouncing might be an agreement.

When he finally leans back up on his elbows, because even in dreams, you seem to dream needing to breath, he has a tiny smile.

"We can pretend I was very seductive, and I did not just molest you like an inexperienced schoolboy, yes?"

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prydeful February 17 2007, 06:17:44 UTC
"Yes, sweetie," she laughs and leans up to kiss him again.

"Very suave."

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steelartisan February 17 2007, 06:33:49 UTC
"Be careful," he tells her collarbone very thoughtfully, "or I will start leaving hickies."

He is tracing a pattern across her stomach to her hip with a fingertip with his other hand. Back and forth, back and forth.

"I asked your uncle. I don't think he is watching." He doesn't say 'so, you should take your top off', but he is broadcasting as loud as he can.

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