http://noearsyet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-02-18 02:41 pm
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Library [2-18]

There wasn't a teevee in the library for George to keep up on th'hockey scores so instead he was studying books on hockey drills. 

He was really wishing there was a teevee though...
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glacial_queen: (Make-out Session 2)

Re: Talk to George [2-18]

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2010-02-19 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
See? They had so much in common!

Karla ran her fingers through his hair, and then brought her hand back to cup his cheek.

Mmmm...kissing was very nice.

After a few more minutes, she reluctantly pulled away. "You're at work," she said. "I don't want the librarian to get angry at you..."

Re: Talk to George [2-18]

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-19 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
"He's probably sleepin' in his office," George told her, cheerfully slandering Mr. de Tamble. "T'won't matter."
glacial_queen: (Wicked grin)

Re: Talk to George [2-18]

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2010-02-19 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Still, just to be safe, maybe I should stay over here," she teased.

And then used just the tiniest bit of Craft.

Suddenly, there were a trail of whisper-light kisses being pressed against George's jawline. A pair of phantom hands tangled themselves in his hair, while his earlobe got gently nipped at.

"See? I can behave," she said, even as she leaned in again.

Re: Talk to George [2-18]

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-19 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He scowled at the invisible touch, turning around t'smack whoever that was. If they touched his pocket, they'd be in trouble.

Turning back to her, George was still frowning. "'m likin' different kinds of misbehavin' better," he argued.
glacial_queen: (Backwards giggle)

Re: Talk to George [2-18]

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2010-02-19 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Karla blinked a few times in surprise at his reaction. And then laughed, feeling very cheered for reasons she couldn't quite fathom and didn't want to think about too closely. "Well, if you're sure Mr. DeTamble won't mind," she said, moving in to kiss him again.

There wasn't a lot that could stand up to the promise of kissing when one was fifteen sixteen a teenager.
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