Room 407, Friday Evening

[bigdamndestiny]

No candles, no burgers, nothing that Merlin had tried before for romance was happening tonight. That ended badly the last time to he was switching it up.

With cookies.

He even managed to get a bit of a variety pack so Francine could pick and chose what she liked best.

It was the culinary equivalent to Barry White.

[[For the boobs!]]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Well, me too," Merlin tried, knowing his ears charm only went so far.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Good answer." Very good answer. "Well, as long as we remember to lock the door so the squirrels can't join us, I don't think we're on our way to Bassville."

That.... really had not been meant as an implication that Chuck had sex with animals.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin laughed, moving in to kiss her for that. "I don't think we ought to be talking about him right now."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Mhhhmm?" It was kind of hard to talk about anything while you were being kissed, so that was fairly effective. For a bit. "What should we be talking about?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"We could talk about... cookies?" Merlin suggested, moving one hand up the small of her back.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Okay," Francine agreed, grinning and reaching in vain for the bag that was... somewhere over there. Dammit. Oh hey, look, that maneuver somehow ended up with Francine a heck of a lot closer. How ever did that happen. "I like your cookies." Even if she couldn't reach them.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"They're from that place in town. You make better ones."

You know, they may be getting the hang of this innuendo thing.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Also a good answer." Francine ....might actually, yes. "With me around, you never have to go to town for cookies."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You could teach me how to make them sometime," Merlin suggested, finding the line of that damned bra beneath her shirt with his hand.

[thatsamilkshake]

Or, you know, she might need some practice. "Did we just invent a new euphemism? Or do you really want me to teach you how to bake?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin was confusing himself too, now.

"I--I'm not sure."

[thatsamilkshake]

"I think we should stick with borrowing a shirt. More than one euphemism might get confusing." They so didn't need any more chances to be confused.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"That works," Merlin agreed quickly. "Um. Did you want to?"

A beat.

"Borrow my shirt, I mean."

Oh, that just sounded awkward.

[thatsamilkshake]

It did, a little. But... "Hmm." Francine leaned back a little bit to study him thoughtfully.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin stayed where he was, looking maybe a bit nervous. "We could just finish the cookies too!"

[thatsamilkshake]

"I was only going to say that if I'm gonna borrow your shirt, you'll have to take it off," Francine told him, reaching for the laces below his collar. "...We can finish the cookies later." Like she was going to forget that.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Oh." A slow smile spread across his face. He reached over to put his fingers beneath the hem of Francine's t-shirt.

[thatsamilkshake]

What a coincidence, since Francine was doing the same thing with his... medieval shirt thing that was thankfully not the one she'd borrowed before or it would've looked terrible on her.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

It would have looked fine!

Then again, Merlin was under the assumption that most things would. Even if he would have to brave his shirts being stretched out in certain spots.

He pulled up on her shirt, catching right under the bust and--well both of them doing this was just--maybe if he used only one had? Nope. That wasn't working.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Remember how I told you about that game, Twister?" Francine asked, one hand caught in her own sleeve and the other in his.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Um. Yes?" He was beginning to lose his balance here! One arm holding onto her side and the other was stuck in a sleeve as well. But he was determined!

[thatsamilkshake]

"This is kind of like that, only with less people and no apologies if there's accidental awkward touching."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

That got him to look up. "Maybe we ought to take off our own shirts?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Oh. Um." Yes. "That could be a plan." Sort of. With some de-tangling of arms. And maybe some not looking directly at him when she pulled her t-shirt off over her head.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin did about the same, more than just a bit happy his nose was all healed up as he managed to get the shirt caught on his head for a moment or two.

And then he just looked at her.

Really now, the dumb staring was unnecessary.