/It’d take her a few moments to get the dang thing out of her pants, by that time it was only a fraction the size and it looked like she peed herself. She was embarrassed, but there was a touch of amusement on her face, running down after the way he went/ I know where you sleep, you jerk!
-He was ready and waiting for her when she made it to the room, and as she bust in he quickly bopped her hand, hoping to make her drop the ice. Then the grabbed her up around the waist with a laugh and tossed her over his shoulder and quickly ran to the bed before flopping her back down on it, that big old grin still on his face.- You sleep here, too!
/No matter how many times Roddy grabbed her like that, she would always let out a surprised noise, flailing just slightly before she was flopped into the bed. Her face scrunched up a bit, trying to give him a sour look but it was hard, the corners of her mouth trying to pull into a smile/ Yeah well I make your food, hon, keep that in mind!
imbackmotherfuckers replied to your post: -Roddy walks up behind her and wraps one arm…
-He gave her a smooch on the cheek, humming happily. The hand that had been in her hair went around his back and he quickly slipped and /ice cube/ down the back of her pants (and panties) before taking off like a rocket.-/She hadn’t been expecting that, eyes closed and a happy little smile on her face. But the sudden cold dropping down against bare skin, that had her jumping, screaming out and trying to fish a hand down after the ice cub/ Roddy! I’m going to strangle you!
-Roddy laughed maniacally as he tore down the hallway and skidded around a corner to disappear into his room. Hopefully it gave him enough time for the ice cube to melt before she fished it out to exact revenge on him.- Only if you can catch me, babe!
/It’d take her a few moments to get the dang thing out of her pants, by that time it was only a fraction the size and it looked like she peed herself. She was embarrassed, but there was a touch of amusement on her face, running down after the way he went/ I know where you sleep, you jerk!
imbackmotherfuckers replied to your post: -Roddy walks up behind her and wraps one arm…
-He gave her a smooch on the cheek, humming happily. The hand that had been in her hair went around his back and he quickly slipped and /ice cube/ down the back of her pants (and panties) before taking off like a rocket.-
/She hadn’t been expecting that, eyes closed and a happy little smile on her face. But the sudden cold dropping down against bare skin, that had her jumping, screaming out and trying to fish a hand down after the ice cub/ Roddy! I’m going to strangle you!
imbackmotherfuckers asked: -Roddy walks up behind her and wraps one arm around her waist, the other hand stroking slowly through her hair as he rests his chin against her shoulder. Someone was being cuddly tonight.-
/Rori give a curious hum, but doesn’t question it really, just leans back into his chest. She gave a little grin, her hands dropping down on the one around her waist, settling back contently/
/Rori snuggles on into him, grinning softly as she nosed his cheek/ I’m pretty sure he doesn’t, not that it stopped him any.
-Roddy laughed, nodding.- Ah well, he meant well. ‘S the thought that counts, or some bullshit like that. Right?
Yes, it’s the thought that counts. It’s too bad he can’t have more good thoughts than, well, the ones he has. /Rolls her eyes and kisses his nose/
/Totally wasn’t the plan from the start, nope/ So why’s he calling you a mook anyways?
Cuz he went and ate too much fuckin’ candy an’ got sick, so I took him to Reid’s room to get him layin’ down in there instead o’ in the middle of the commons. -He huffed. This caring and emotion stuff was hard.-
I don’t… /She shook her head, never mind, she wasn’t going to question it. Just gonna tug on his chin fuzz and pull him down into a kiss/
I don’t either. -He grumbled, willingly leaning over to give her a smooch. An arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her just a bit closer to give her a hug.- He probably doesn’t even know what mook means.
/Rori snuggles on into him, grinning softly as she nosed his cheek/ I’m pretty sure he doesn’t, not that it stopped him any.
/Totally wasn’t the plan from the start, nope/ So why’s he calling you a mook anyways?
Cuz he went and ate too much fuckin’ candy an’ got sick, so I took him to Reid’s room to get him layin’ down in there instead o’ in the middle of the commons. -He huffed. This caring and emotion stuff was hard.-
I don’t… /She shook her head, never mind, she wasn’t going to question it. Just gonna tug on his chin fuzz and pull him down into a kiss/
Or maybe you were being a little pain and the mention of no cookies has you changing your tone suddenly?
No! *flares out his nostrils and grumbles.* Nevermind, sheesh, it was juss’ a compliment.
BT
Jason, a mook is not a good thing. At all. It’s actually pretty rude to call him. Did you really not know?
I AIN’T A MOOK./Scratches his chin/ Of course you’re not.
BT -grumbles- I’m manly as fuck.
Mhmm, the manliest. /Scratch scratch scratch/
… -Tries to keep up that tough guy facade, but in the end he gives in and melts into the chin scratches. Man, does he love him some chin scratches.-
/Totally wasn’t the plan from the start, nope/ So why’s he calling you a mook anyways?