Reno of the Turks (
raspberryturk) wrote2008-09-21 12:18 am
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Room 429, Saturday Evening
So, today had been a long day. Between his best buddy getting shot by some fancy-talking twit on the beach, and the annoying hex that had been placed on him by that nasty, nasty old chick during his and Doji's Sex Ed presentation, Reno was more than just a little ready to curl up on a chair by the window, staring out over the island.
Quietly. Very quietly. The laughing fits had subsided, fortunately, but he was still annoyingly mute.
At least the chittering of the ferret involved sound. When Reno wasn't in A Mood, he'd have to give Mako extra treats or something for helping him preserve his sanity.
[For one person in particular, but open for interaction before she shows up if you don't mind a somewhat one-sided conversation.]
Quietly. Very quietly. The laughing fits had subsided, fortunately, but he was still annoyingly mute.
At least the chittering of the ferret involved sound. When Reno wasn't in A Mood, he'd have to give Mako extra treats or something for helping him preserve his sanity.
[For one person in particular, but open for interaction before she shows up if you don't mind a somewhat one-sided conversation.]
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They all had been.
So he waved a hand dismissively and looked back at the screen. Yeah. These girls so looked better than the freaking silicone-tittied botox bitches from most porn flicks did. They were just girls, right? All... real people and whatever. Reno didn't know about other guys out there, but he was certainly more a fan of human females than freakish peroxide space-aliens.
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It made her feel silly and fluffy and young, next to them. So she frowned and settled in closer.
They didn't seem interested in the cameraman. Too busy making out. All sloppy and tongues, like they meant it.
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As she settled in closer, he settled back against her, wrapping his arm around her again. They still had their snuggle-setup going. Snuggling and porn, starring real people who were probably real dead and it really didn't matter.
Someone grabbed real life and shoved it into this video. It was probably a big seller for the people topside, too- they tended to want to pretend they were dirtier and harsher than they ever actually were. Down below, it sold cheap enough that the locals could afford it, because if they couldn't, they'd be out of business damn quick.
Probably for the best that slum kids typically couldn't afford that fancy, fake crap.
Reno was really more interested in the girl in his arms than what was going on in the video. He'd seen the video. He knew exactly how it went. But he had no idea what to expect from Rikku, right now.
Huh.
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"I was gonna say you got quiet," she said, "but then I remembered you kinda have to be."
She sighed. "I wish I looked all ... fierce like that. Lulu does. I kinda just look perky."
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Reno... Really didn't wish she looked anything different, at all. She just wouldn't be Rikku if she was all fierce, or whatever.
He shook her head and put a finger under her chin. Hey there. Heeey.
Now he wasn't paying attention to the movie at all. Now he was kissing Rikku, who was perfect, dammit, as though she was the air itself and he'd been holding his breath far too long.
He liked perky. He liked perky a lot.
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When she stopped for air she glanced over at the screen and giggled. "They're beating us," she murmured. "She's already trying to get her top off."
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He had to catch up!
....
Pounce!
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It just sounded hot, okay?
"Missing the movie," she murmured, nipping at his lips and grinning.
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Movie? What movie? There was perfectly good hotness going on right here.
He demonstrated, of course, by pressing her down by her shoulders into the bed and kissing her until he was dizzy for want of air.
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"Awww, no more movie?" she giggled. "It was hot."
She emphasized by wriggling under him and tugging on the hem of her shirt.