Rikku of the Al Bhed (
the_merriest) wrote2008-08-28 11:42 pm
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Outside Room 429, Late Thursday
Citrus. All day. She'd been smelling it and tasting it whenever she licked her lips and apparently it was everybody? Weeeeeeeird.
Tangerine on her lips and kinda blood orange-y on her arms and peach on her wrists and lemony on her shoulders and there were some spots she couldn't reach, dang it.
This required assistance. Knock knock knock!
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Tangerine on her lips and kinda blood orange-y on her arms and peach on her wrists and lemony on her shoulders and there were some spots she couldn't reach, dang it.
This required assistance. Knock knock knock!
(for the reno)
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Oh, life was so hard.
"Use me all you wanna," he replied with a grin. "I'm here to be used, zoto."
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Reno smirked and nibbled at her neck. Normally, he wasn't a fruity kind of guy. But Rikku managed to make that citrus thing taste pretty damn good.
"Guess it's a gamble I'm gonna have to take, yoto. Worth it? Totally."
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"You know, the flavor on your neck is pretty hard to place. I'm gonna have to suck on it a little harder an' a little longer to figure that out."
And with that, he dove in again. Mmmm!
If he had his way, they'd be tasting one another all night long.