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: 2012-01-31 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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Date: 2012-02-01 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-01 01:24 am (UTC)He involuntarily flexed away from those exploring fingers, then toward them. His skin seemed to have extra nerve endings.
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Date: 2012-02-01 04:04 am (UTC)"Fancy that," she said, a tad-distracted, because she was busy trying to make Jack squirm. "Same reason I think I like you right at this moment."
The question as to if she liked Jack-girls or some girls or all girls could wait until later. After they made-out some more, and Emma reassured herself that Jack was, actually, here, and alive and not still dying.
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Date: 2012-02-01 04:14 pm (UTC)"I like that you're a girl who likes me as a girl," he told Emma dizzily, because she did make him squirm. He writhed against her like a cat and felt not in the least embarrassed by it, enjoying the warmth and the friction.