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Coop ([info]existing) wrote in [info]my_rpg,
@ 2009-11-01 23:41:00

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Who: Lisa and Roger and Brighton
What: dinner time at the Davies residence
Where: see above
When: Tonight! or, the night after Halloween, for reference
Rated: Low because of young ears



Lisa felt like she had just left Roger's flat. It had only been a few days, but it felt like she might be overstaying her welcome. It was weird because she'd never felt like that before. She was usually at his flat more than twice a week. He wasn't always there, though, so she wasn't sure if things would be awkward. After all, they'd established some sort of dating agreement between the two of them at their last outing. But it had been so long since Lisa had actually dated anyone that she didn't know the rules-- if there were rules.

She was prepared, though. With a steaming dish of macaroni and cheese and hot dogs, she knocked confidently-- or what she hoped was confidence. She was anxious to see Roger again. And more importantly, incredibly curious as to what he planned on telling Brightion, if at all.


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[info]existing
2009-11-16 04:15 am UTC (link)
Lisa was completely new to this experience. It was sort of embarrassing, and she probably would have felt uncomfortable had it not been Roger doing it. As it were, she almost broke blood as she bit her lip so hard. It felt unlike anything else she'd ever had the pleasure of feeling. "Fuck," she whispered.

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[info]learnedinthelaw
2009-11-16 04:44 am UTC (link)
Good sign. Roger moved his finger in slow strokes. He pushed his tongue forward now, pressing hard against her instead of tentatively darting out.

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[info]existing
2009-11-17 03:23 am UTC (link)
"Merlin, Roger," Lisa moaned. It took everything in her not to move her hips with his motions.

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[info]learnedinthelaw
2009-11-17 03:31 am UTC (link)
He slid a second finger in, spreading them apart with every out and slipping them back together when he pushed forward again. He listened carefully to the sounds she made, trying to use them as a guide.

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