Since Jack didn't really have anywhere else to stay, they had gotten back to Emma's dorm late last night. Emma had checked to make sure the coast was clear before sneaking him in, since she didn't want to have to deal with signing in a visitor from another universe.
Jack had taken the spare bed, and they'd collapsed into them like two teenagers grateful to be back in the modern era.
That, however, was last night. Now the sun was starting to peek through the windows, and the sounds of people returning from winter break were echoing in the hallway outside their room.
Jack had taken the spare bed, and they'd collapsed into them like two teenagers grateful to be back in the modern era.
That, however, was last night. Now the sun was starting to peek through the windows, and the sounds of people returning from winter break were echoing in the hallway outside their room.
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Date: 2012-01-30 03:35 am (UTC)Not that she was going to cover her eyes, because that would admit defeat. Still, not going to give Jack's new chest more than a cursory glance, because hello, awkward. The rules for checking out your ex-boyfriend/best friend/sometimes something else's temporary boobs was totally not in the Girl Handbook.
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Date: 2012-01-30 12:36 pm (UTC)His thumbs half-accidentally rubbed against his nipples, and the physical tingle was immediate.
He blushed at his own desire.
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Date: 2012-01-30 04:17 pm (UTC)Which was not helping with how Jack felt snuggled up against her, shirtless, or why it was causing butterflies in her stomach. It was utterly ridiculous, for one. Emma liked boys. Or Rose, whenever Fandom made them think they were other people. The incident with the kissy glitter didn't count. Or Val.
Fuck. She was attracted to her werewolf ex-boyfriend as a woman, who was staying over for the weekend. Emma was going to need a lot of shopping and drinks to cope with this.
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Date: 2012-01-30 04:34 pm (UTC)He wasn't really thinking about what he was saying, though. He had mostly snuggled in to annoy Emma (primary motive) and stay warm (secondary), but there was a frisson going through him now that it was done.
The last time he'd been a girl, he'd been in utterly the wrong mental space to consider questions of arousal and sexuality: He'd largely acted as though his female body stopped existing at the base of his throat.
From the ongoing tug going from his breasts to his stomach to his groin, things held the promise of being very different this time. Girl, boy, wolf: He seemed to want Emma no matter what.
This held the promise of being a very long weekend.
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Date: 2012-01-30 05:51 pm (UTC)"Was there anything else you wanted to do during your detour in New York? The zoo, museums, anything? Or were you just planning to steal my blankets all day?"
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Date: 2012-01-30 06:57 pm (UTC)He was tempted to lean to kiss her and let her figure out his answer from that.
But she hadn't laid more than a finger on him since before he left for Paris. If the new normal was that they were strictly platonic friends, he shouldn't make things more uncomfortable by forcing her to be the one to say it aloud. He was, after all, the one with the curse that could be passed on.
Which meant he had to be the adult. Dammit.
"I can dress enough to go get you breakfast," he offered, and sat up to reach for that shirt again. "Then the zoo after we eat. I like it in winter."
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Date: 2012-01-30 08:26 pm (UTC)And after everything he'd gone through in the last few months, Emma would be damned before she let him feel rejected or inferior - or whatever he came up with in that brain of his - on her watch. Especially not because of her.
"Or we can both help, and then make it breakfast in bed," she said, and, heart hammering in her chest, she sat up and tangled her fingers in the shirt, yanking it towards herself and hopefully bringing Jack along so Emma could plant a tentative kiss on his lips.
So many horrible ways this could go wrong, but Emma was betting all her chips that it might, actually, go right.
...if it didn't, she'd just die of embarrassment instead.
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Date: 2012-01-30 08:39 pm (UTC)And then there was the business of figuring out how to kiss back in a new body.
Those two problems solved themselves surprisingly easily, really. Because this was Emma, damn it, and he knew how to kiss her.
He was a little breathless when he bent back. "I guess I was thinking loudly." A pause. "Does there have to be a breakfast part?"
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Date: 2012-01-30 08:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-30 09:02 pm (UTC)He added, as if he were afraid stating the obvious would break whatever spell had made her kiss him, "I wouldn't have blamed you if you'd decided we couldn't be lovers anymore."
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Date: 2012-01-30 09:19 pm (UTC)"There might be a trip to the Magic Box for a charm against lycanthropy, or something similar, but I'd be a poor friend if I let your curse drive me off."
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Date: 2012-01-30 09:29 pm (UTC)Besides, he knew what she meant, and was grateful for it.
"Thank you," he said, and leaned in to see if kissing her was even better when they weren't catching each other by surprise.
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Date: 2012-01-30 09:44 pm (UTC)But that thought was driven right out of her head with more kissing, and while dealing with the different body was a bit awkward, she was Emma Grace Frost, and had it on good authority that she was very good at kissing people.
Apparently, even girl-shaped people. Even when not possessed by some Fandom Madness.
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Date: 2012-01-30 10:12 pm (UTC)He let his body straighten against hers and brought a hand up to cup her cheek, wanting to keep her close as their kisses broke and reformed.
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Date: 2012-01-31 09:07 am (UTC)He moved in to kiss her neck lightly.
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Date: 2012-01-31 01:10 pm (UTC)There was something else. What was it? "Mmmm...oh! Rule! No biting until we get details figured out."
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Date: 2012-01-31 02:03 pm (UTC)Which were still short. Thankfully. As he demonstrated by trailing his fingertips along her wrist and up her arm.
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Date: 2012-01-31 04:55 pm (UTC)She was also going to try and pull Jack into her lap; it wasn't like he fit there usually, and Emma thought it would be cute.
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Date: 2012-01-31 05:14 pm (UTC)".... ooof," he laughed, and shifted his torso again so he'd be at least somewhat comfortable. He let their limbs stay tangled. "Warn before for you try to do that, would you?"
And then she was going to get another kiss, because smooth legs rubbing together felt very nice even through now-oversized pajama pants.
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Date: 2012-01-31 10:03 pm (UTC)Ten points for observation, Ems. Really.
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Date: 2012-01-31 10:21 pm (UTC)He was going to bring up one of his hands to negotiate one of her curves -- strictly for purposes of illustration, of course.
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