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]

"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.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

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...

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

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!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"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.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

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.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

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.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin easily handed the condom over, still grinning at her. "I was getting to that."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Uh-huh," she repeated, and then without flailing at all -- except a lot but only on the inside so that doesn't count, right? -- Got To That.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

That was a sure fire way to get Merlin to stop laughing. Worked very, very well.

Yup.

He put his other hand on her leg, inhaling sharply and tryign not to arch up a little bit.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine was a little busy staring. Sorry. "....Oh. That's what ribbed means."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Like Merlin could not have to look too.

"...oh." HAND. HAAAAND.

[thatsamilkshake]

"I figured they went the other way." Yeah, she should probably move her hand, huh.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Merlin managed to gasp out. Really, really should move her hand.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Well. On soc--" Hand. HAND. FRANCINE. WHAT ARE YOU HOLDING IN YOUR HAND.

Who knew she could actually turn redder. "Um." When in doubt, lean forward to kiss him. Then at least he can't look at your face.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin was okay with kissing right now. It also helped to make sure he didn't make anymore girly noises about what was going on there.

[thatsamilkshake]

It also helped Francine to preserve some small amount of dignity and not blurt out that she kind of liked the girly noises.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

That may have said something about them that neither wanted to know. At all.

He moved his hands from her hips up to her waist, attempting to help with his own, er, problem.

[thatsamilkshake]

Oh right, that problem. Francine had... only the barest idea what she was doing in this situation, but she sat up and slid her leg back over him, skirt falling down around her hips as she looked down at him.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Hey, Merlin only managed this once as well. And he could see things then.

Biting his lip, Merlin glanced up at her as if to ask permission.

[thatsamilkshake]

Permission, hell; the look she gave him back was a combination of please and um, help!