Room 311, Noonish

[tyler_gone]

Tyler spread a blanket on the floor and set out a picnic of cereal, popcorn and ice cream. It wasn't the healthiest meal, but he figured River would like it. He also wrote a cryptic note about needing coffee on the whiteboard, just in case Alec came home

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[moonbrain_tam]

River had been pacing around her room nervously, throwing the odd glance at herself in Buffy's mirror. Berthold had kept very quiet for some reason. She had thought about those books of Inara's she'd been reading on board Serenity when no one noticed, but anything in them seemed very far away from her life. From herself, really. Well, she had made an effort with the dress, it was unusually clean.

Making her way down the stairs, she knocked quietly on Tyler's door, and opened, not waiting for a reply.

[tyler_gone]

Tyler spun around when he knock and the heard the door opening. "You're here."

[moonbrain_tam]

River closed the door behind her. "I'm here. So are you." She smiled at him.

[tyler_gone]

"I am," Tyler said, also smiling, a little less nervous.

He stuck his hands in his pockets. "So, want a tour? That's my desk, that's Alec's desk, that's Alec's bed, that's my bed. Oh, and the furball on Alec's bed is called Min. She's not really mine. We don't have a Berthold."

[tyler_gone]

When River moved, she moved fast. Tyler imagined he would get used to it someday, but it still surprised him.

He nodded, not trusting himself to talk, and nipped lightly at her neck.

[moonbrain_tam]

Clothes. You were supposed to remove them in an exciting way, River remembered from the books. That was difficult while pressed against each other, however. River tried pulling Tyler's T-shirt over his head.

[tyler_gone]

The shirt snagged on his elbow and ear before rising over his head, and for some reason Tyler wanted to cover himself.

He ignored that and fumbled some more at her dress, snaking a hand under her skirt and up a thigh. That was what came next, right?

[moonbrain_tam]

River was ticklish. She burst out giggling. Still, she looked up at Tyler, enjoying seeing him with his T-shirt off. She quickly gave in to the temptation of running her fingers across his chest.