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Dennis Finnigan Creevey (dennisthebrave) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"That was really, uh, nice actually," Dennis said, still in the post coital high of a rather spectacular number of orgasms. "The thing you did with your, uh," he made a gesture so deeply pornographic that it would have made the hands of any number of puritanical people twitch for pitchforks and torches. "That was good." He sighed slightly. He wasn't the type of boy who went around picking up or getting picked up by guys at bars and clubs while totally hammered. Except apparently he was. The small part of his brain that had remained partially un-pickled through the night's experiences smugly informed him that he would probably be filled with equal parts shame, regret, and headacheyness by the next day however; he chose to ignore it.

"You're welcome to um, stay if you want to," he said, grimacing at his complete and utter inability to be smooth, particularly as the benefits of all the alcohol he'd consumed began to recede and the drawbacks advance. "My flatmate Rose, she probably wouldn't care if you were here in the morning. You know, as long as you don't eat her cereal." He winced again, smooth, real smooth.