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eli is from the darkest timeline (skittish) wrote in pandorarpg,

Later they would have to talk about this, figure out if the news changed their plans for the party tomorrow night. His opinion was that it would go on as planned, after all, it really wasn't about the party to start with - at least not entirely. The night was also about finding someone to drop a memory into and it would be a shame for all of that work to go to waste. The tone of the night might have to shift as to fit people's expectations, but it wouldn't be so out of line to want to be with friends in light of such news, even if Samara might not feel particularly close to her mother.

However, as his buttons went flying pulling him back more fully to the woman underneath him, those were thoughts for another time. There were just too many clothes and just like he had been impatient before, he was now too. Freeing one of his hands, he reached for his wand. There needed to be less clothes now and with a looping flick of his wand he could do just that.

It might have taken away some of the thrill or anticipation, but this wasn't about that. Right now was about want, possibly even need, with hands pressing just on the end of a bit too hard and a little teeth with those kisses for good measure. Every movement was one she would feel.