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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[thatsamilkshake]

That right there would be Francine demonstrating that she could in fact flush more places than her face. While making it back to the bed and also trying not to stare.

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They made a very good pair there. And the ceiling remained a fascinating place to stare at. He ought to put art up there.

It took a moment, but he was kicking his trousers off his ankles before there was more nearness there. Yes. Um.

Awkward.

[thatsamilkshake]

Luckily opening the condom packet at least gave her something productive to stare at as she dropped to one knee on the edge of the bed. "Well, it's not green."

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"Or grape," Merlin offered, working on that sense of humor.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Or an octopus." She was allowed to read her own narrative, dammit knew just exactly how bad she'd been at sign language last time, yes. It just looked like any other one she'd ever seen in a demonstration, though.

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Merlin just tried not to laugh as he tilted his head. "That would be painful, I think."

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine dropped her face to her hand for a second, half to cover the laugh and half because WHAT. What comes out of your mouth, Miss Peters?

Oh, also half because otherwise with the task of opening it over with, she had nowhere else to stare. Yes, that was three halves. "Do you...?" She held the condom out, sort of in Merlin's direction. It was hard to tell with the face hand thing.

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Merlin sat up, biting his lip and taking the offered condom. "I remember how," He muttered.

[thatsamilkshake]

"I'm glad one of us does." Octopus. What. Yeah, she was still on that.

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Putting the condom on the bed next to him, Merlin grabbed her arm to pull her close enough to kiss her first. "It's alright, you know."

Maybe if he stopped laughing that would make it more believable.

[thatsamilkshake]

"That I'm an idiot?" Francine snorted.

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"You have met me, right?" Merlin confirmed.

[thatsamilkshake]

"You're not--" Ahem. "You're just--" Ahem. "I love you anyway?" Oh, Francine. That might actually require more facepalming.

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"It's alright," He repeated, kissing her again and pulling her closer still.

[thatsamilkshake]

"I know." She did, which was a new feeling, being sure of something. That'd be why.

Of course, there was now a condom under her knee.

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At least it was still within reach?

Or something of that sort.

There was kissing to be done right now, thank you every much.

[thatsamilkshake]

There was. Not that it would stop Francine from saying furthur dorky things for very long, but...

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It worked for the moment. "Where did the--" Merlin kissed her again before continuing. "Octopus go?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"......." That was not conducive to Francine not wheezing as she rolled over to look for it. "Here!"

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"You said it first!" Laughing during sex. The book must have something about this being utterly wrong in it.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine held it out to him again. "Well... there was this...Shut up!" Ah, eloquence.

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Seriously, the laughing so needed to stop.

"Octopus," He repeated, closing his hand around the condom and trying not to snort too much.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Stop that. This is very, very serious." Francine put her hand flat on his stomach and... tried to look stern as she shook a finger at him with the other.

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Merlin was very intimidated. "I'm being serious," He insisted, free hand on her hip.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Uh-huh." Francine sighed, shook her head, and held out her hand. "Give me that," said she, in tones that indicated she clearly didn't trust him to remember he was supposed to be putting it on.