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Tweak says, "I'm flying without wings"

bd_dylan_v (bd_dylan_v) wrote in breaking_point,
@ 2010-12-02 18:02:00

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*complete, 2025 12, character: dominique weasley, character: dylan vaisey

RP: Dylan and Dom
Who: Dylan and Dom
Where: Their flat
When: December 2
Summary: Dylan and Dom talk and spend time together

He was late home from work, but still when he entered the flat it was empty. Dom had been training like mad lately and the time they'd spent together had been scarce. Making dinner, Dylan hoped it would calm down after the game.

He looked at the invitations they'd got and put them down on the table, before sitting in front of the telly (some things were good about living in a Muggle neighborhood) with his food. With Dom's training schedule, there was no telling when she'd be home and he was already starving.

Long finished by the time Dom came through the door he looked up and smiled at her. "Hey, how did training go?"

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red_pepper
2010-12-02 09:01 pm UTC (link)

She went easy when he pulled her closer, leaning into the kiss, a small smile on her face when they parted. She rolled her eyes, "I might love Quidditch, but until they manage to turn it into something that goes to bed with me at night I think you're safe." She teased him teasing right back.

She grinned brightly when Dylan assured her they would win on Saturday. She was so looking forward to the match, to seeing Dylan when it was all over, her father - though perhaps not this woman he was bringing with him - her team. It was going to be a great day.

Laughing when Dylan moved them again, following his lead until she was on top of him, she shook her head. "And here all this time I thought it was me being selfish and stealing your warmth, little did I know you were using me too." She laughed again before ducking her head to kiss his neck. "I guess I don't have to feel so bad about using you in the future then."

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	bd_dylan_v 2010-12-02 09:30 pm UTC (link)
	Dylan grinned. "I do like to go to bed with you," he answered cheekily. "It doesn't even have to be night," he added with a chuckle. With a smirk on his face, he let his hand slip up her shirt, feeling bare skin. "Didn't you know? I'm using you for my own pleasure," he teased. "I am the son of a Slytherin after all." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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