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Who : Irvine and Selphie
When: After the Valentine's party
Where : Selphie's dorm room
What: *ahem!*
Warnings: Uhh ... I'd say NC-17 to R because they're about to get into some stuff ayup.
Once Irvine had led Selphie out of the party, he smirked. He didn't know how this was going to go, so he figured he might as well play it up. He swept her up again, almost in a bridal position, hooking his arm under her legs and behind her back, and leaning down to nibble at her neck playfully.
"Lead the way" he murmured huskily, and started towards the dorm levels. Amazingly enough he couldn't believe this was happening, and for a moment he wondered if his drink had been spiked.
After all, it wasn't like it normally worked out this easily. Usually it took a lot to get a girl he actually cared about interested in him. It was usually the young cadet girls that had heard about the """legendary""" cassanova that carried as "big a gun in his jeans as on his shoulder" ... it was all hearsay really. Some rumore someone had started a few years ago. He had just let it ride for the most part.
But now? There was no rumors, no stories to tell. Just the cowboy carrying the whip mistress down the hallway in a rather romantic gesture for the cowboy.
When: After the Valentine's party
Where : Selphie's dorm room
What: *ahem!*
Warnings: Uhh ... I'd say NC-17 to R because they're about to get into some stuff ayup.
Once Irvine had led Selphie out of the party, he smirked. He didn't know how this was going to go, so he figured he might as well play it up. He swept her up again, almost in a bridal position, hooking his arm under her legs and behind her back, and leaning down to nibble at her neck playfully.
"Lead the way" he murmured huskily, and started towards the dorm levels. Amazingly enough he couldn't believe this was happening, and for a moment he wondered if his drink had been spiked.
After all, it wasn't like it normally worked out this easily. Usually it took a lot to get a girl he actually cared about interested in him. It was usually the young cadet girls that had heard about the """legendary""" cassanova that carried as "big a gun in his jeans as on his shoulder" ... it was all hearsay really. Some rumore someone had started a few years ago. He had just let it ride for the most part.
But now? There was no rumors, no stories to tell. Just the cowboy carrying the whip mistress down the hallway in a rather romantic gesture for the cowboy.
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"Don't-don't worry. I-I'm definitely h-happy -"
But she couldn't even finish her sentence, eyes closing as she took a deep breath when his hands moved further down her thighs.
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"If ya don't like somethin' ... tell me okay? You know yourself better than I do ..." he gave her a boyish grin before leaning down, nipping along her breasts gently.
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"Mmhmm."
Sure, she knew herself better but she had no idea what to expect from this, still all excitement and nervous anticipation. As his hand moved to her inner thigh her breath caught in her throat. But as he nipped at her breasts she let it out in a low moan.
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