Room 527, Sunday night

[solo_sword]

Jaina got back upstairs later than she'd planned to, with the goodbyes she had to say and Fight Club, though not necessarily in that order. At least yesterday had been good, and she had tonight to look forward to. Hopefully.

There was a reason when she got to the room, she asked, "You're not a bunny again, are you?"


[For the sometime bunny.]

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[solo_sword]

"I'm okay with that," she murmured, redoubling her efforts.

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"You...yes," he replied, following up with a contented sigh.

[solo_sword]

As curious as she was what he'd started to say, asking would mean stopping, and she wasn't trying to do that.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

That was good, because he didn't know what he was saying since she was doing other, wonderful things to his neck.

[solo_sword]

She loved when she could do that to him, and made a personal decision that movie nights were definitely going to have to still be a thing even in California. There was no maybe here.