Anders (
not_every_mage) wrote2019-06-12 10:49 am
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The House in Limbo City, Late Wednesday Afternoon
Anders was cooking dinner for Kathy.
That wasn't exactly an unknown even, but it was still rare enough that he kept double-checking the recipe for tofu tacos as he sliced and seasoned. There was already dish of black beans and a basket of chips and salsa on the table, and plenty of cold beer in the fridge for them both.
He poked at the tofu in the pan one more time, satisfied to see a dark sear forming on the underside, and called up to his girlfriend.
"Dinner looks like it's almost ready!"
[OOC: For the girl, please!]
That wasn't exactly an unknown even, but it was still rare enough that he kept double-checking the recipe for tofu tacos as he sliced and seasoned. There was already dish of black beans and a basket of chips and salsa on the table, and plenty of cold beer in the fridge for them both.
He poked at the tofu in the pan one more time, satisfied to see a dark sear forming on the underside, and called up to his girlfriend.
"Dinner looks like it's almost ready!"
[OOC: For the girl, please!]
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Her arm around his shoulders was the only thing keeping her from collapsing against his chest.
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She slowly started to stroke him, grip snug - but not as snug as it would be inside her.
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He moved his fingers to cover hers and stepped between her deliciously spread legs, feeling her bunched skirt brush against his belly.
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She wasn't trying to hint at anything - just making the Herculean effort to not let her impatience for him run roughshod over anything else.
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