Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-07-10 07:08 pm
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Room 324, Sunday Afternoon
After some time spent in the crazy pony-filled common room, Kate retreated back into her own quarters to hang out. Apart from putting her ring on, she hadn't gotten any further dressed than she had been for breakfast. The shorts and flannel shirt combo was comfortable, and considering there were ponies running around, people could just deal with her legs if they happened to wander on by.
Wasn't like the ponies were wearing any clothes. She was trying not to think about that.
And she was pretty successful in that endeavor. After all, most of her focus was going into looking at stuff on her laptop. Namely, trying to find out what people were paying for barely used Vespas, and looking at holiday destinations where you might find a place to hang a hammock.
No reason, really.
[ooc: Open door, open post. ETA: Heading NWS.]
Wasn't like the ponies were wearing any clothes. She was trying not to think about that.
And she was pretty successful in that endeavor. After all, most of her focus was going into looking at stuff on her laptop. Namely, trying to find out what people were paying for barely used Vespas, and looking at holiday destinations where you might find a place to hang a hammock.
No reason, really.
[ooc: Open door, open post. ETA: Heading NWS.]
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"So, is this place...not here on the island?" Bod asked after a moment of enjoyment.
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"You saw me?" he questioned, deciding just to make sure he knew what her secret was. "What was I doing?"
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Yeah, she couldn't have been any more obvious about which place she was talking about.
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Which wasn't an accusation, just a statement, even if it had been something that had made her feel worse.
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And she was realizing now (fuzzily, distracted by everything) that she could barely remember thinking about Zach on the entire trip.
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He stopped talking to kiss her again, dipping his fingers down inside the waistband of her shorts and sighing. "I thought you'd moved on and I hadn't and I was jealous and sad."
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There were other emotions that he knew about though. Lust and desire was a big one and if she was going to make those kinds of noises when he touched her, he was going to try and get her shorts down a little more because there was skin under there that he wanted right now.
He snagged another kiss, matching eagerness and roughness with her easily because he was turned on and wanted her badly.
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She still wanted him. Badly.
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"I was jealous of him," he breathed, reaching for another kiss. He hadn't wanted to be Zach but he'd wanted to be in Zach's position. His hands went back to her shorts, trying to pull them all the way off. "It should have been me there."
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