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[eldorne_girl]

it was sometime later. Josie had sulked but, ultimately, had done as Delia has asked and found another room for the night. Or couple of days. Or...well, you get the picture]

[the other picture is that of Delia and Thom, lounging on her double bed.]

[both very, very drunk]

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[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*Thom pouts at her*

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[she looks innocent]

[she does it surprisingly well]

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*he sighs, turning slightly away from her*

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[softly]

Dearest?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*almost inaudibly* Kissed me, too.

*he turns back, violet eyes stormy-dark* It hurt.

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[Delia

just

stares]

Fucking little bitch.

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*and he lowers his eyes.

blushes angrily*

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Safe here, though?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

-- with you?

*Thom laughs.*

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

...point [she admits, and then giggles]

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

Hmmph.

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Safer then downstairs, maybe. At this moment in time.

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

*Thom yawns, settling into the curve of her side with practiced ease.

Sternly* No biting.

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Only because I'm too drunk to, [she murmurs]

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*softly* Whore.

*And without further ado . . .

He falls asleep.*

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Bitch.

[Delia mutters, though not without affection.]

[but it takes her a little while longer to fall asleep.]