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Tweak says, "...and don't call me Shirley"

Trace (withouta) wrote in veritaserum_rp,
@ 2008-09-03 11:07:00

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aidan chambers, tracey davis

RP Thread - Tracey and Aidan
Who: Tracey and Aidan
Where: Train Station
When: Sept 3, evening
What: Tracey plays head games with Aidan and unwillingly gets sucked in as well.

Tracey Davis had a problem. The problem was this: out of the thirteen trunks she'd brought with her from Berlin, only eleven had arrived in London. This was unacceptable. Nevermind the fact that Tracey had so many clothes and shoes that she wouldn't even know what was in those missing trunks; the fact was that the trunks were missing, and the ticket agent was being extremely uncooperative.

"No," she said, very slowly and clearly, as if to a particularly slow child, "see my luggage claim ticket? This tells me how many trunks I've checked. There are thirteen. See? Thirteen. Do you know how many trunks I have now? Count them."

The ticket agent sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Miss Davis--"

"Count them."

The agent counted them. And then, after a moment, reluctantly said, "I'll see what I can do."

"Don't just see," Tracey snarled. "Do." And, watching the agent scurry away, she sighed and leaned against the counter. "I hate England."

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	withouta 2008-09-04 02:15 pm UTC (link)
	Tracey smiled. And then, without ever taking her gaze off his, she slowly sashayed over to him, slid her hand up his chest and behind his neck, and tugged him down for a kiss. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	aidans 2008-09-04 02:37 pm UTC (link)
	Aidan froze in shock and all of a sudden - as abruptly as he had frozen, his hesitation melted and instincts took over. Aidan wasn't even aware that he pulled Tracey into his arms, nor that he kissed her back with a passion that surprised him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

withouta
2008-09-04 03:03 pm UTC (link)

As soon as Tracey's lips touched his, she realised that this was an extremely bad idea. She'd only intended to tease him a little, make him give her a few more of those moon-eyed looks before sending him on his way -- or, if he were a decent kisser, perhaps invite him into her room to see what else he was decent at. What she hadn't planned on was to be just as affected as he apparently was. Her arms wound tightly around him as she kissed him back with just as much passion and hunger, until they were both breathless.

When finally they broke off for air, she stared at him, eyes dark with desire. "Thanks," she gasped. And then, without further word, she grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him to the bedroom.

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