7 Mischiefs Managed - [video]

[onlyholey]

[Hello City! It's everyone's favourite ginger Brit (well, one of several) all up in your device.]

Alright, City? Some of you may be informed of a particular joke shop that a certain pair of wizards will be bringing your way shortly. Seeing as I'm in the neighbourhood, I thought I would treat you all with a little sneak preview.

[The camera adjusts to the light, and George can be seen standing in a darkish room. Despite the darkness, the whole decor can be seen as extremely orange and purple, with a few good shocks of magenta and lime green thrown in here and there. He turns the camera around to reveal the front counter, already loaded up with merchandise.]

Anything more than that and I'm afraid you'll have to show up for the grand opening. Hope to see you all there!

[ooc: Better watch yourselves, City. Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is almost upon you. George will be in the shop tonight taking stock/setting up. Friends and family are welcome to assume that he roped them into helping and action tag. Random visitors are also always good. :-D]

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/kicks it for you

[onlyholey]

It is my shop, thanks.

[He digs around in boxes for a while, humming, before making a triumphant noise and emerging with a slightly dusty bottle and two glasses.]

There we are! Inside a box of grape licorice whips, where I left them.

[He sets everything on the counter and gets to work un-doing the lid.]

ugh then LJ logged me out

[boutant]

Half.

[ Once he's found the bottle, Ariadne pulls the stool up to the counter. ]

Inside licorice?

[onlyholey]

[He comes round the counter again, a glass in each hand and passes her one.]

Ginny doesn't like the grape flavour. I've learned it's a good idea to keep my emergency bottle where she can't find it.

[He clinks his glass on the edge of hers.]

Cheers.

[boutant]

[ She would raise an eyebrow, but she's the one who drank almost an entire bottle of wine by herself. ]

Cheers.

[ Now let's try this-- oh that sort of burns. ]

Strong stuff.

[onlyholey]

It is a little, yeah. Works well with a chaser.

[He leans in to kiss her again. Cheesy as hell? But of course.]

[boutant]

[ Cheesy, but she enjoys it, smiling into the kiss. ]

If you're going to do that after each one, I'm not going to leave much for you.

[onlyholey]

Guess that means I'll just have to stop, won't I.

[boutant]

I'd prefer it if you didn't, actually.

[onlyholey]

[Well, when she puts it like that... he places his glass back down on the counter, and takes the sides of her face in his hands. He takes a moment to just run his thumb over her bottom lip, taking her face in. He tilts her up by the chin to kiss her again.]

[boutant]

[ And if he keeps doing things like this, she's going to have other problems. Eames had warned her, and yet here she is, sliding a hand up over his as she kisses back. ]

[onlyholey]

[Eames is a big filthy hypocrite. George blindly gets the drink out of her hand and places it on the counter next to his. Now that their hands are free, he can back them up to the nearest wall, hands going firmly around her waist again.]

[boutant]

[ He is, but she doesn't know that. She barely notes the glass leaving her hand, arms twining around his shoulders despite the height difference. It's all too easy not to think about anything but the redhead and his lips and his hands. ]

[onlyholey]

[By this point, George's thought process is starting to fog over a little as well. Their kisses start becoming more frenzied as they hit the wall. George presses against her, trying to get as close as possible, despite the clothes still inbetween them. In fact, why are they still wearing so much of those? George starts shrugging out of his jacket, still not breaking away.]

[boutant]

[ Ariadne is trying to pull him closer, despite the fact that they're already pressed up against each other. Once she realizes what he's trying to do, her hands move to help pull his jacket off, not particularly caring what happens to it once it's out of the way. Instead, she starts pulling at his shirt, just as she had back in the storeroom. ]

[onlyholey]

[He can feel the tails of is shirt getting pulled out of his trousers just like before. Someone certainly wants at his lower back immediately. This obviously makes it alright for him to start pulling her t-shirt off. Unfortnatly, he forgets she's still wearing her scarf, and everything get a little tangled, but he sorts out, laughing the whole time.]

All right?

[boutant]

[ It's easy to laugh with him, briefly abandoning his back to help get the mess of fabric sorted out. ]

I'm fine. [ There's a grin then as she moves on to his shirt. ] How are you?

[ Brat. ]

[onlyholey]

Not doing too badly, actually.

[He remembers how much she liked getting any attention on her neck, so he's going to go back there for a while, kissing up and down the column of her throat as she undoes his shirt buttons.]

[boutant]

[ Her laugh in response is breathless, hands fumbling with his buttons as he starts on her neck. Tilting her head to try and encourage him to keep going, she gets to the last of the buttons and runs her hands over his ches instead of pushing it off. ]

[onlyholey]

[He keeps kissing up and down her neck, moving under her jaw. He's not really paying too much attention to what she's doing with his clothes, his mind staying more preoccupied with the feeling of her skin under his hands and the way his hands fit pefectly around her sides. He leaves off ner neck for a moment to lean his forehead against hers, breathing.]

I realise this isn't terribling romantic, love, but we do have a sofa in the break room if you're interested.

[boutant]

[ She should say no, say that even this much had been a mistake, grab her things, and leave. She should think of him as a projection, should heed every warning and lesson she's ever received. But he makes her laugh, and his hands feel right on her, and stopping means she has to face the fact that Cobb is here and there's no way out. So instead, she slips her hands around to his back and kisses him again. ]
You can make it up to me later.

[onlyholey]

[he grins wickedly. Seriously, how did he manage to find this one? Most girls he's met would be turning up their noses by now. Granted, a sofa isn't exactly ideal for him either. But he's fairly certain that if they don't get some of this tension out of yhe way soon, one of them is going to do something rash. So instead of over-thinking it, he just grabs her under her legs and lifts her up, wrapping her legs around him as they stumble towards the back room.]

[boutant]

[ As far as she's concerned, she's already doing something rash. Maybe this Wilk help -- at the very least, it's a way to justify it. (It's also a good way to get back at Fred for threatening her.) Since he's got his hands full, Ariadne proceeds to attempt to make things more difficult, kissing his neck. She trusts him not to drop her. ]

[onlyholey]

[She's lucky the aren't too far away from the back room. The way she's squirming around in his arms is making it very difficult to stay upright. Particularly when she's wriggling over... Certain areas. He just about manages to fumble for the door and get them through it without dropping her. The room's not very large, and with two steps back he lands them on the sofa, landing heavily with her on his lap. ]

negl I am impressed by how many of these tags were done via phone

[boutant]

[ That landing was hard, certainly, and it's a good thing Ariadne pulled off his neck before he decided to sit down or else he'd have a lovely bite mark. Instead, there's a surprised noise and nails digging into his back slightly before she relaxes. ]

it gives me an excuse for horrible spelling mistakes...

[onlyholey]

[He laughs a little at her surprise, looking into her eyes with a grin as he runs his hands up and down her sides.]

Alright, love?