Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2010-11-08 02:32 pm
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Room 324, Monday After Classes
There was something up with today.
Kate had been feeling antsy pretty much straight since waking up this morning, and hadn't been able to shake the feeling since. And that was weird, when Sunday had been such a good day after such a long stretch of bad days. She only tended to feel this restless when things were entirely messed up.
After her classes, she'd tried to do some of her independent course work, but had given up pretty soon after realizing her thoughts just kept straying to far more interesting things.
She was considering going downstairs to the gym and dancing, even if she hadn't been doing that for months now, because that usually helped with... whatever this was.
But before doing that, she'd happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall, and so she was now staring intently into it, trying to determine what exactly it was about her appearance that seemed to make her look even better than usual.
[ooc: Open post, half open door! Oh my vain girl. ETA: And of course 'tis NWS by now.]
Kate had been feeling antsy pretty much straight since waking up this morning, and hadn't been able to shake the feeling since. And that was weird, when Sunday had been such a good day after such a long stretch of bad days. She only tended to feel this restless when things were entirely messed up.
After her classes, she'd tried to do some of her independent course work, but had given up pretty soon after realizing her thoughts just kept straying to far more interesting things.
She was considering going downstairs to the gym and dancing, even if she hadn't been doing that for months now, because that usually helped with... whatever this was.
But before doing that, she'd happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall, and so she was now staring intently into it, trying to determine what exactly it was about her appearance that seemed to make her look even better than usual.
[ooc: Open post, half open door! Oh my vain girl. ETA: And of course 'tis NWS by now.]
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Kate may have even told him that, somewhere among all her own incoherent mumblings. Jumbled dirty words, praise, love. She didn't even know what she was saying, but she did know she was saying it to him because he felt unbelievably good inside her.
Her legs were twitching a bit, and behind his back, her toes were curling.
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Amazingly, he managed to jerk his hips harder and faster, trying to overwhelm them both. He was never going to look at her desk in the same way again but at least it hadn't broken underneath her.
Bod, however, was about to break apart into tiny pieces. The extra exertion meant that his orgasm was almost upon him and he wasn't going to stop it.
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Thankfully, it was mostly muffled against his neck and shoulder. He'd hear the ecstacy there, but maybe her neighbors wouldn't.
Much.
Kate didn't care, either way. Caught up in her pleasure, she stared at him, because that was the only way she could keep her eyes open. This was because of him. She wanted to see him while it all happened. She wanted to see.
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He didn't know what his face looked like but he didn't care either. He knew he was making noises, mumbling words, and he knew he'd shut his eyes and was breathing harshly but he didn't know anything else.
He was coming hard and he could feel the tension going with it. Everything felt hot and intense and amazing right now and Bod had to suck in breaths while his orgasm subsided.
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Because right now she was still panting and throbbing, and she rested her forehead against his shoulder to take a moment to regain control over herself.
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He kissed her hair and sighed, feeling a lot better than he had when he'd woken up.
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It'd been good for him and that was an understatement.
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Far, far better.
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Said the girl in the skirt and socks.
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"No, you're not naked because it was random," she said. "Or something. You're hot when you're too horny to get undressed."
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That would have made him blush on any other day. Today, not so much.
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"I won't ever look at your desk the same way," he said, disposing of the condom so he could take off his pants.
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