Send George an Owl

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[onlyholey]

Should I send an owl before I show up next time?

[It's very hard not to start purring when she's got her hands in his hair like that.]

[boutant]

[ Don't worry, George, she won't make fun of you if you start purring. ]

I'm supposed to let him know. Of course, it's tempting to find an apartment elsewhere anyway. There's too much testosterone in this house.

[onlyholey]

Oh, sorry. Should I leave?

[boutant]

[ Flicking the top of your head now, George. ]

You're fine.

[onlyholey]

Good. Because I think my trousers ended up on the other side of the room and I really can't be arsed to go find them.

[boutant]

I'd be disappointed if you could be, to be honest. [ She's still got plans, after all. ]

[onlyholey]

Oh yes?

[You're lucky he's young, Aria. He could go all night.]

[boutant]

[ She fully intends to take advantage of their youth. Nothing wrong with that. ]

Definitely. [ Now let her kiss you. ]

[onlyholey]

[He settles into the kissing for a bit, taking his time letting his hands explore her body.]

[boutant]

[ It's slower this time, warmer; this is what she'd asked him over for, at least in part. Her hands aren't staying idle, sliding over him and massaging slightly. ]

[onlyholey]

[He enjoys the pace, as well. They always tend to be somewhat frantic with each other, so it's nice to take his time for once.]

[boutant]

[ "Somewhat" frantic is a bit of an understatement half the time. It helps that they've already gone one round, though; she's still pleased, lazy, and if it didn't go any farther than this, she wouldn't mind -- well, wouldn't mind any other time, that is. ]