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Dennis Finnigan Creevey ([info]dennisthebrave) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-29 15:15:00

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Entry tags:character: dennis creevey, character: wayne hopkins

RP: I Swear This Isn't A Habit
Who: Dennis and Wayne

What: Drinking, Talking, then the Naughty Sheet Danceā„¢

Where: Finnigan's

When: Sunday evening, 28th of September

Rating: NSFW

Dennis was well, drunk. It hadn't really been something he'd intended to do, even if he only had to work a half day the next day, but then Rose had happened. Well, also Rolf, but mainly Rose. Rose was very good at the getting drunk. It was something he'd always appreciated about her. It was a shame she and Rolf had left really. He sat for a moment, trying to wash his mind of the thought of Rose and Rolf getting carnal.

He was thinking vaguely of pouring himself home when someone pulled up a seat beside him. "Alright," Dennis said, turning and smiling blearily at his new companion.



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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-10-02 04:58 pm UTC (link)
"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.

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[info]waynecymraeg
2014-10-03 08:27 am UTC (link)
Oh, so Rose was the flatmate. That was less troublesome than other things it could have been.

"Mmph." Wayne rolled over and buried his face under what was probably a pillow or possibly a forearm.

Morning.

Shit.

He had to be at work at four in the morning.

Wayne decided that he'd wait til Dennis was asleep to sneak off. He could still get a couple hours' sleep before showering, changing, and heading off.

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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-10-03 08:58 am UTC (link)
Dennis shrugged at the less than overwhelming response and shifted into a more comfortable position. All things considered, it was kind of nice to have someone lying beside you, even if the way they'd got there made Dennis hate himself a little bit. Nuzzling slightly closer to the man beside him, he drifted off to sleep.

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[info]waynecymraeg
2014-10-03 10:21 pm UTC (link)
Wayne leaned into Dennis and curled up against him. To be honest, though he liked sex (a lot), what he missed was falling asleep next to someone warm. And hot. And Dennis was both.

Five minutes. Wayne decided he'd let himself relax, listen to Dennis's breathing, and once he was asleep for five minutes or so, then he'd take his leave.

Once he'd slid out from under Dennis's grasp and retrieved the clothes Wayne determined were his and not Dennis's, he paused.

Should probably leave a note or something.

But Wayne was too spent to construct anything saying what he should have it say, so he scrawled down his mobile number on a scrap of paper and left it on the counter, before dizzily disapparating back to his own flat.

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