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Henriette Stillman ([info]not_that_henri) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-12-28 22:51:00

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Entry tags:henriette stillman, soren skwigelf

Who: Henn & Soren
Where: Casa de los Wolfpack
When: Now-ish
What: Henn's gone pounce-y
Warnings: Yes. Very yes.

Henn had known this was coming, she always did, but like usual she didn't know exactly when until it hit. She shook herself when it did, disentangling herself from what she was working on, twisting her hair up off of her neck, feeling too hot, emerging from her lair in the back parlor to take a look around the house, see who she ran into first.

At that particular moment she was still in her PJs, a nightgown for once, black, of course, printed with tiny winged skulls.



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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:05 am UTC (link)
Soren was reading on the couch, feet on the coffee table, sprawled a bit. He was slouched, not immediately visible from the couch, immersed in the story.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 07:11 am UTC (link)
Somehow, Henn knew he was there. She'd blame it on radar later, if she felt like blaming it on anything. She smiled, slow and easy and toothy, humming the Jaws theme to herself as she eased up behind the couch, draping herself dramatically over the back, "Hi."

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:12 am UTC (link)
Soren eeped dramatically, pretending to be afraid, holding a hand to his forehead and falling theatrically off of the sofa. "Heavens!"

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 07:14 am UTC (link)
Henn laughed, tumbling herself over the back of the couch and onto the seat, lifting her hair up off her neck again, scowling at it for a moment, "So, uh, guess what."

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:16 am UTC (link)
Soren twitched a little. "I'm supposed to be fainted, I don't know, what?"

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 07:19 am UTC (link)
"You can't be fainted yet, I haven't even started!" It was a tease, really, and she figured he knew it, "You, uh, have anything planned for the next hour or so?"

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:26 am UTC (link)
"I was just going to read, why?" He knew what she was going after, but he liked playing coy. He was shockingly good at it.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 07:33 am UTC (link)
"oh, good, nothing I'll feel sorry for interrupting then." She slid off the couch to join him on the floor, sitting across his hips and dragging both hands through his hair, half-lifting his head to where she could kiss him properly, already growling faintly.

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:35 am UTC (link)
Soren blinked a little at the growl before giving a contented noise, fairly melting into it. "Hnn," he murmured into her mouth, fingers moving to rest on her ass.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 07:42 am UTC (link)
Which was just fine, really, since she was still thinking in a more-or-less rational manner, though that likely wouldn't last long, and she knew it. She tugged at his lower lip as she drew away from the kiss, fingers still scritching against his scalp, "Maybe the floor next to the coffee table with the sharp corners isn't the best place for this, hm?"

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:46 am UTC (link)
"Live dangerously," Soren murmured, scooting it over a little with his foot. He leaned back enough to give her room to get out of her nightgown. He knew it was around that time of the year.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 07:51 am UTC (link)
Her grin was somehow even more toothy than before, running her fingers through his hair as she disentangled them, sitting up more fully and peeling her nightgown off over her head, tossing it over the back of the couch so that she'd be able to get ahold of it again once they'd finished.

She smiled down at him then, tugging at his shirt, "Fair's fair."

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 07:55 am UTC (link)
He let her pull his shirt off, nodding at his pants when she finished. "Sex works better without jeans, I promise. I know it from my learnings."

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 08:04 am UTC (link)
She laughed, low and amused, shaking her head as she scratched gently down his sides, "You have many knowledges." She murmured, not so far gone that she couldn't make his pants work, but getting there, not quite fumbling as she got them open.

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 08:06 am UTC (link)
"I are smart," he murmured, kicking his pants off a little and not really wanting to wait altogether long. He tugged at her hips, yanking her down onto him when his pants were off, closing his eyes and sighing.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 08:08 am UTC (link)
She cooed at that, stretching for a moment, rolling her hips against him, the corner of her lower lip caught between her teeth, somehow managing to look coy even still, "Gimmie."

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 08:16 am UTC (link)
"Give you what?" He pushed up hard with his hips, kissing her back, managing to chuckle even as he breathed hard.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 08:24 am UTC (link)
Her breath caught at that, but she purred again a moment later, fingers kneading against his shoulders, not-quite scratching, but that wasn't far off. She caught his lower lip between her teeth instead, tugging playfully, if insistently.

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 08:29 am UTC (link)
"You can't have my lip, I need that for stuff," he murmured, holding her hips and moving more insistently. "Like kissing and chewing and - " His breath caught and he stopped talking.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 08:45 am UTC (link)
"Oh hush." Was all she said before her own breath caught, escaping as another coo, hips rolling against him more firmly once more, knees tight against his hips. Her head dipped, gnawing against the corner of his jaw for a moment, fingers still kneading against his shoulders.

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 08:48 am UTC (link)
"Can't make me," he murmured, sighing as she nibbled at his jaw. He was content to let her do the work for the time being; she was the one who was more needy anyway.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 08:54 am UTC (link)
There was another amused murmur, as well as a bubble of gleemoting, smiling against the crook of his neck as she rolled against him once more, fingers finally having started to move, running down his arm and his side, just dragging the edges of nails as she continued to rock her hips, working her way up to bouncing.

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[info]twiceloved
2009-12-29 08:59 am UTC (link)
He kissed her neck in return as well, murmuring lightly against her skin. Nothing specific was spoken, just encouraging nonsense and quiet approval.

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[info]not_that_henri
2009-12-29 05:00 pm UTC (link)
He had the right idea, really, letting her do all the work, and she'd tell him so later. At present she was too involved with gnawing at his throat to say anything. Though the wave of happy pleasure was probably enough for him to pick up on.

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