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Jaina Solo Fel ([personal profile] solo_sword) wrote2008-12-26 01:59 pm

Room 527, Friday afternoon

Jaina was trying very hard not to let what Ganner had said get to her. She was failing miserably. But she was at least doing a fairly okay job of hiding it, maybe.

She tried to focus on John, and when he started getting better, she focused on work, too. She was relieved to get back to Fandom for once, though, just to get away from the situation. Stepping into the room, she decided, "This is more like it."


[For the bf, who I am shamelessly modding. Merry Christmas to me!]

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
He pursed his lips and watched her, his hands trying to hold position on her body while staying out of her way and really failing and the former.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
He could hardly even feel that she was touching it. "It doesn't hurt," he promised, even though she hadn't asked him anything.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"It'll be gone before you know it," he added, given how quickly it had faded already. That didn't mean he wasn't enjoying the attention she was paying him.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
He grinned, "Scars are sexy?" She was starting to drive him crazy with the slow work she was doing.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"You know I have other scars," he told her while he lifted his hips, because she needed more reasons to find him sexy, naturally.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
And now he wished they were in more promising locations. "Well, there's the skateboarding scar on my elbow," he began, talking about a rough patch where he'd scratched the scab off one too many times in his youth. "And my knees lost every battle I ever waged against the pavement. Oh! And the line on my arm from the big cat." Prehistoric was a better word than big.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll bet," he said, leaning back and laughing lightly, his arms stretching and reaching to hook his fingers in her waistband.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Mhmm," he nodded, his fingers moving to work quickly on the fastenings of her pants.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I thought that was my job," he murmured while helping her with that task.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
He moved very, very slowly, intent on teasing her. It was as if his hands kept forgetting their purpose here.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, did you want me to move faster?" Sometimes he really needed to stop teasing.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
One of his hands had given up entirely and was trying to wrap around her waist while the other slowly tugged at one side of her pants. "We'll get there."

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-12-28 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am," he agreed with a sly smile. "It works for me."