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]

"Uhhuh." Gravity was indeed a lovely thing. "Are--you?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Okay was not necessarily the word -- she didn't have one for this yet, so in retrospect, dumb question to ask him -- but Francine nodded. "It's just different."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin swallowed something back and just nodded. "Tell me when it's okay?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Which just made her lean down to kiss him again.

Which just wow because moving was wow.

"Wow." Francine's thought-process was not always complex.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Complex was for suckers.

...not dirty.

Merlin shifted his hips, moving up to meet her there. "Verywow."

[thatsamilkshake]

BLINK. "...I think I just figured out what the ribs do."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Well it was good that one of them did. "Huh?" Though now may not be the most coherent Merlin could be.

[thatsamilkshake]

She was so not explaining it. Or...in any condition to even try. "This," she muttered instead, slowly rocking forward a bit, then back to where she'd been.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

That was very, very... Oh.

"It's very nice," He managed, rolling his hips to meet her.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Uh huh." She leaned into that, pushing down against him. Almost like hey, what do you know, there might be a rhythm involved in this whole concept. "Or uh... thanks?"

Francine was forming the opinion that there needed to be a law about not holding people accountable for anything stupid they said during sex.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

As long as she didn't hold him accountable for the happy little noises he was making now. They may be... a bit on the girly side of things as he tried very hard to find that rhythm thing there.

[thatsamilkshake]

Because Francine would know from girly sex noises? Ok, there was the film that got him the nickname Porn Guy, but she'd been desperately trying to repress those girly sex noises even as she was hearing them.

Not that she'd been entirely successful but the point here was mostly that her own breathing was quite loud enough to drown out half the things that came out of Merlin's mouth right now.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Those helped!

...kinda. All Merlin knew was that he would very much like to hear more of them, thank you.

Holding onto her hips still, Merlin pulled her forward just a but to--Yup. Right there, thankyouverymuchohgod.

[thatsamilkshake]

Aaaaaand that was a gasp loud enough to make Merlin's neighbors wish the walls on the fourth floor weren't so thin. There was good, yes.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

They were getting rather good at this! And only on the second time!

...clearly someone needed to injure themselves.

Merlin repeated that, attempting a bit more force behind it.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine forgot the question. Was there a question? Something about cookies? There were crumbs on the bed. No, she wasn't very focused right now. That thing where she tightened her knees around him? Totally reflexive.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Reflexive things were--what were they talking about now? He was never going to get the cookie crumbs out of his bedspread at this rate.

"Francine."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Mmmhuh?" That was her name. She recognized that. Well, her middle name, but nobody except great-grandma MacDonald and her kindergarten teacher Mrs. Sneegley ever called her Helen and OH GOD SHE WAS THINKING ABOUT HER KINDERGARTEN TEACHER DURING SEX AND--- "What?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

...what was she asking 'what' about?

"Huh?" No, he didn't remember saying her name because other much more important things were happening there.

[thatsamilkshake]

Oh, was that the question? She decided that the answer was "Merlin..." and leaned down to kiss him again.

This was so worth the cookie crumbs they'd be brushing out of their hair for the rest of the night.