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[trenchknives]

It's party time all up in this open post.

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[thenormalsquint]

[She hums in response, happy and sated, at the trickle of warmth inside her. His weight is welcome, though soon, the sweat along both their bodies will cool and become sticky, but hell if Angela wants Jimmy to move. If he's in any shape like her, he probably can't right now. Wouldn't want to. Nothing better than to lie here in the afterglow, reaching up to twist with a rogue strand of his hair around her finger.]

Wow.

[trenchknives]

Yeah, that, uh...

[He's pretty much speechless, really, and although he tries not to crush her with his weight, his muscles seem to have decided they're tired of holding him up.]

That was pretty damn good.

[thenormalsquint]

[A chuckle bubbles up from her chest, strong enough to make her already vibrating body vibrate more against him.]

Only pretty good? I was judging it a little higher, but that's just me.

[trenchknives]

Okay, okay, I guess I coulda said 'fuckin' phenomenal,' 'n that would've been closer to the truth.

[thenormalsquint]

There we go. I was starting to wonder if you screwed the f-bomb out of yourself.

[trenchknives]

Nah -- if there's one thing you can count on, it's that even if I screwed all the other words outta myself, I'd probably still have that one.

[thenormalsquint]

Good. [She playfully sticks her elbow into his stomach.] Now get off of me. I need to go to the bathroom.

[trenchknives]

Okay, okay.

[With much effort, he rolls off of her, only to flop back down onto the bed.]

[thenormalsquint]

[She hopes he stays right where he is while she's in the bathroom because when she comes back, she drapes herself all over him, work clothes forgotten.]

And what was that all about?

[trenchknives]

What d'you mean what was that all about? Just seemed like a good idea, that's all.

[He's still right there, yep. He's not intending to move.]

[thenormalsquint]

It was a fantastic idea, don't get me wrong. I'm just curious why and what made you try that.

[Welcome to her version of sleepy pillow talk.]

[trenchknives]

I dunno. I didn't really think about it. I just kinda did it.

[As he does with everything.]

[thenormalsquint]

[She chuckles through a yawn, pulling her legs up to slide between his.]

I like the way you think. Or don't think, for that matter.

[trenchknives]

Hopefully that means you'd like a repeat performance someday, yeah?

[thenormalsquint]

Yes, but one--why someday? Why not tomorrow? And two--let's see what else you can not think of.

[trenchknives]

That sounds like a challenge.

[He gives a sleepy grin.]

I hope you know I never back down from a challenge.

[thenormalsquint]

Consider it one then.

[trenchknives]

I will. 'n right now, I'm gonna go to sleep, so I can get a head start on not thinkin' about tomorrow.

[thenormalsquint]

Lucky you, you get to sleep. [She pushes on his chest with her hand, using the leverage to reluctantly get to her feet.] I was interrupted getting ready for work tomorrow.

[trenchknives]

You could skip work. Y'know, just stay home 'n...

[If eyebrows could talk, his would be saying something pretty suggestive right about now.]

[thenormalsquint]

Don't even start. Not happening.

[Or the truth is, it's more than likely to happen if he keeps it up. She's so weak.]

Go to sleep.

[trenchknives]

Okay, okay, sleepin'. Just gonna dream about all the things we could do if you did take the day off...

[And with that, he's rolling over, and pretending to be asleep.]

[thenormalsquint]

[She stares at his back, shaking her head.]

Asshole.

[trenchknives]

[There's no response as he quietly -- and completely falsely -- snores quietly.]

[thenormalsquint]

[She rolls her eyes before leaning over to slap his ass, not enough to hurt, but enough to give him a nice playful sting, before fussing with her clothes so she can sleep too. Only not faking it.]