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sayitwithpocky2012-04-09 02:53 pm
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I want your sex
[It's been a long day for Silver, training and trying to keep himself busy while his girlfriend's at work. All in all, a typical day except for one thing...he's fucking horny. Maybe it's something in the air, maybe it's the fact that his team's been so obedient and is getting stronger lately, or maybe it's just that he's a teenage boy and prone to horniness at any given point in time. But his thoughts turn to Clarissa and how he can't wait for her to get home already so they can just do it.]
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I mean it, brat! Just go! [Not that she's going to do anything to make him.]
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Not until you explain the drama queen act.
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No! It's— I'm not going to talk about it! You're wasting your own damn time!
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I don't give a damn! You wouldn't care, anyway!
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The clocks changing borked the router settings, so have an after 11 tag \o/
No. Just...just leave—!
YAY~~
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Fuck this. Clarissa, you're gonna tell me what's going on if I have to drag it out of you!
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Why...don't you just leave me alone? Just...just go! I don't want this!
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...well...you owe me an explanation! [and the sad thing is NONE of this has harshed his boner. In the slightest. Damn teenage hormones.]
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Damn it. Silver sighs, moving a little closer and patting her back awkwardly]
...okay. Um...sorry. You wanna, um, confide in me your troubles or something? [he can't bring himself to throw on the obligatory honey or dearest or darling or beloved. He's not THAT desperate.]
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But this is just...weird. Still with her face in the covers, Clarissa shakes her head silently — how many times does she have to tell him she doesn't want to discuss it before he gets it?]
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...Yeah...whatever...
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...um. I'm here.
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It's a notion she'd usually push down and deny, but she's too drained not to acknowledge that the reason she didn't lock the door or forcibly remove Silver from the room while she had the chance, the same reason she won't kick Silver away now, is that...hell, she actually wants him to comfort her. To just be there for her for like, one time.
Except, so far, he's kind of sucking at it. The hug feels little more than dead-weight and she has to battle the temptation to swipe his hand away from her head. Clarissa hiccups into the duvet, her fingers knotted tightly into fabric.]
...Why are you doing this?
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Cause you're my girlfriend. And... [mutters] I'm worried about you, okay?
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Why does nothing go right for me? I try really hard but still...! Why do I always screw everything up?!
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Um...what happened?
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I always mess up! Even when I try my best nothing goes right! My plan...everything went wrong and we lost what we were there for and now everyone's mad at me and [/SNIIIIFF] It's not fair—!
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and this must be how she felt all those times he was a whiny ball of self-pity, isn't it.
Damn.
Well, now's as good a time as any to try to make it up to her, right? So he just pats her hair and doesn't say anything.]
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And to top it all off he's still horny.]