Kitt (
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[Closed] Video games, go!
Who: Kenzi (
sawyourwolfjunk) and Kitt (
knight_2000)
What: Video games
When: Right then and there
Where: Their room. 601
Rating: PG?
For some silly reason, Kenzi actually thought she might be able to best Kitt at video games. KITT! Former computer? It was going to be a bloodbath.
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What: Video games
When: Right then and there
Where: Their room. 601
Rating: PG?
For some silly reason, Kenzi actually thought she might be able to best Kitt at video games. KITT! Former computer? It was going to be a bloodbath.
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And there he was, playing the game. She snickered softly, padding over to her bed. "Having fun?"
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She grinned, going over to her dresser and pulling out a pair of pj bottoms and a shirt. She slipped those on under the towel, then pulled the shirt on over top of it, tugging it off and letting it drop to the floor before jumping on her bed.
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No underwear. Interesting. Not that it was his concern to notice such things. He sized her up, then very deliberately paused the game and put down the controller, then stood and walked over to her side of the room. To her bed.
"This counts as Day One, you know. Just so we're clear. And I've never done anything like this before, so let me know if I hurt you." So saying, he looked at her feet dubiously before sitting down so she could move her feet into his lap.
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Who wore underwear to bed, huh? WHO DID THAT? Underwear was for day wear, otherwise she'd be going through them like kleenex.
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Okay. Feet in his lap. He could do this. He couldn't remember ever having to research how to do a foot massage; such things generally weren't necessary in his line of work. But he could do this. He picked up one of her feet, and mindful of his hand, began to massage it, working the tension out of her muscles with tentative fingers.
He wore underwear to bed. Didn't everyone?
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Of course, any remarks to that effect would be lost when her eyes rolled back in her head and she relaxed back into the bed in a pile of goo. "God... I know what you're doing for two weeks."
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"It's good then?" He sounded nervous. Hopeful? Relieved. If he was going to do something, he was going to do it right.
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Nope.
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No one ever said she was normal.
He finished with her right foot, moving onto the left. He was getting the hang of this.
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"Speaking of sharing a room, if you ever need it be... empty, would you try to let me know ahead of time?"
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She flomped back down, getting comfy again. Then an uncomfortable thought chewed at her. "You're not going to need it empty, are you?" Why did that bother her?
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"I'm not worried about anything. It's none of my business. I simply thought that, maybe, if you met someone, we should have some sort of system in place so that you could warn me away so I don't do something to embarrass you." He could feel the blush creeping into his cheeks, warming his skin, before he looked up at her sharply.
"Me? No. Never." But he couldn't speak for her. Instead, he went on with the massage, concentrating on her feet again.
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"Are you wanting to bring someone home or figure out all that human biological imperative stuff? Have you been having naughty thoughts, Kittikins?"
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"I never said anything of the sort. I was merely thinking of you and your privacy." He should be getting back to his side of the room now.
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There was a bite of amusement that he was reacting so easily to her teasing, and she wondered if it was because he wasn't used to it or some alternate reasoning.
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"Good manners. Someone has to have them." He could tease and snap out witty sarcastic comments with the best of them. Neither of which seemed a good course of action.
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Which was her way of asking him to do it without telling him to, since she was in an amazingly good mood.
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He tapped her foot, telling her to move it so she could roll over onto her stomach. Or sit up. It didn't really matter to him.
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She rolled over on her stomach, hands coming up to pillow her head. And because she could, she wiggled her butt as she did.
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He couldn't help but notice that, but he ignored it as he tried to figure out the best way to approach this aspect of the massage.
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