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restroom2020-06-10 03:21 pm
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✔️ picture/word prompts ✔️ overflows ✔️ continuations ✔️ starters
pick a character and let's do stuff!
✔️ picture/word prompts ✔️ overflows ✔️ continuations ✔️ starters
pick a character and let's do stuff!
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No, I'm not. I'd say it if you were standing fully clothed in a hazard suit because it's the truth.
( he splashes her with some water. )
Accept it.
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Or what?
[ arching her brow, she slides a little more into the bathtub, arm still around her breasts just in case he can sneak a peek. his little sound of sadness was very, very cute.
will he kick her out of the bathtub? that seems to defeat the purpose of her looking as though she was made to be in it. ]
What if I don't accept it, Stefan?
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( and no, he's not going to tell her why. she's just going to have to wait and see. )
And you should accept it because it's true. Simple as that.
( he shrugs and then splashes her. )
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Mysterious. [ laughing, she sighs. ] Fine. I accept.
[ scooping up some bubbles, she leans forward and blows them in his direction. she thinks she'll let him have his way, only so she can find out what else he has in store. ]
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( the bubbles float over to him and he bats them away before moving his leg to stroke up and down her side, using the slickness of the water to make that easier. )
You enjoying yourself? Having a good bath so far?
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Yes. [ smiling, she eyes him as she says it. ] It's one of the better baths I've had in ages. It could be because of the company.
[ sitting up slightly, she scoops some of the bubbles from near her chest and blows them gently towards him. she no longer hides her breasts beneath the water or where the bubbles are thickest. ]
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( does that mean there's the possibility that it's not? the bubbles she's just blown float gently over to him and rest atop the water.
stefan's eyes, however, are on her breasts. he's not biased. )
That seems to leave it open that it's not because of my company.
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[ she arches her brow and watches him look at her. she thinks to slide deeper into the water, but she only sits up straighter so she can enjoy his ogling and he can enjoy eyeing her breasts. who knew that once they crossed that delicate line of their tentative friendship into old but comfortable territory that he'd leer at her?
she wants to see what might make him blush. ]
Do you think you can hand me some soap?