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Such a quiet joy, knowing I'm your pick-up fix.
Who: Carolina and York
What:Their final date Just a totally normal night followed by not-normal angst.
When: Night of the 19th into the morning of the 20th
Where: Carolina and York's room
Rating: PG-13 to start
[Carolina's not been planning this date night for too long, but it's nice to have these little breaks from the drama that comes standard with the Castle. She's glad to see more of her team here, but there's always that slight shift in the dynamic that requires work to juggle. The date night is welcome by the time the week wraps up and as she starts tugging her dress on. Mostly everything is already set up, her quarters decked out in fancier trimmings than usual. Candles lend their soft glow to the ambiance and the low tinklings of music drifting from her stereo are light enough to easily be talked over.
Overall, though, she would consider the whole week to have been productive, considering they finally got the chip in her helmet to hopefully jog her memories if she ever disappeared. And tonight is a way to celebrate everything that's been slowly going right since the mess that was the season before. Well, that and an excuse to get all dressed up and eat fantastic food, which is what she'd told York that morning.
It's just a minute before 1800 that things finally get set all in place and she sits on the couch to wait.]
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When: Night of the 19th into the morning of the 20th
Where: Carolina and York's room
Rating: PG-13 to start
[Carolina's not been planning this date night for too long, but it's nice to have these little breaks from the drama that comes standard with the Castle. She's glad to see more of her team here, but there's always that slight shift in the dynamic that requires work to juggle. The date night is welcome by the time the week wraps up and as she starts tugging her dress on. Mostly everything is already set up, her quarters decked out in fancier trimmings than usual. Candles lend their soft glow to the ambiance and the low tinklings of music drifting from her stereo are light enough to easily be talked over.
Overall, though, she would consider the whole week to have been productive, considering they finally got the chip in her helmet to hopefully jog her memories if she ever disappeared. And tonight is a way to celebrate everything that's been slowly going right since the mess that was the season before. Well, that and an excuse to get all dressed up and eat fantastic food, which is what she'd told York that morning.
It's just a minute before 1800 that things finally get set all in place and she sits on the couch to wait.]
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Hungry?
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Not for food. [
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For me?
[He sounds delighted at the prospect, even though he knows perfectly well what her meaning is.]
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Those starting to get tight?
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A little. They do that around you for some reason.
beddddd
Think there's a correlation.
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[Of course, as she continues to work on him, he revises the statement as the pants get even tighter.]
Okay, definitely. But--mm--correlation or causation?
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Why not both?
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[He presses his body up against hers as much as he can without actually struggling against her grip on his hands. The domination is just an act, but it's one he loves playing along with. It's a sign of trust and surrender as much as anything else. It's a way of showing he is absolutely okay with submitting to her, both during the act and outside of it.]
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Good.
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Tease.
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I never said I didn't, you know.
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[As she releases his hands, he pulls the Speedo the rest of the way off and shifts around a little until he's the one pressing her up against the wall, fully erect and ready for business. Wait, except for one thing.]
Condom. Second.
[Doop doop, let him just grab that from his jacket real quick.]
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I'll be here.
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[He slides it on as quickly as he can and then presses back up against her, one hand to her side and one reaching down to finger her a bit and make sure she's ready.]
You like it up against the wall like this, hmm?
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Mmm, I like you being forceful.
pretend this isn't like a year late
fff like I'm any different
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you've got new icons!!!
psh how did those get there
magic clearly
clearly!
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Wrap/time skip? :(