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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 15:18:45 GMT -5
When she moved back, having established herself, Alex got her own room. She was no longer living in the boys' dorms, in other words.
"Here we are," she said to Lizzie, turning the handle easily for she hadn't bothered to lock it. "What do you think?"
The room was fairly plain, a few articles of clothing lying about (one of them a dress) but not too terribly messy, for Alex had little with her. But there was a bed, and a dressing table and a comfortable loveseat.
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 11, 2009 15:24:20 GMT -5
*Lizzie stepped inside, her ruffled feathers settling once they were out of the public eye. She looked about the room for a moment, taking it in.*
"It's real nice." *She assured Alex with a nod.*
" 'specially the part about it bein' yours. And...you being in it."
With me.
*Lizzie bit her lip, looking back to Alex. There was something unsure in her eyes, which was strange for not 10 minutes ago she'd been ready to be fightin' her corset laces by now.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 15:29:41 GMT -5
Lizzie's ready words were at odds with her demeanor, and Alex watched her a little warily, though her smile did not falter. She pushed the door shut and held out her arms.
"Come on, then," she said. "Tell me what's got you all troubled, despite being alone in a room with a locking door with your best girl."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 11, 2009 15:42:42 GMT -5
*With Alex's arms open like that, Lizzie couldn't help but find herself drawn to them, even timid as she was.*
"Sorry." *She conceded.* "It's just...with what they was sayin' an' all..."
*But she'd fallen too close, the soft smell of Alex's hair too near and she found herself pressed against her, nuzzling her neck. The gesture held a silent cry for comfort, one that wouldn't be denied.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 15:55:05 GMT -5
Alex wrapped her arms around Lizzie, pressing her face against Lizzie's hair in turn.
"Ah, I'm sorry," she said. "I should have known; they've high spirits, and foolish tongues. They don't mean any harm, but I'm sorry they hurt you." What made her slightly uncomfortable was the knowledge that she herself was far more like them than she was like Lizzie, and while opposites attracted, they also irritated. "Did it bother you so much? The thought of someone knowing about us, or... was is the name he called you?"
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 11, 2009 16:00:51 GMT -5
*Lizzie's cheeks colored and she pressed their hot flesh against Alex's neck as she hugged her tighter.*
"Somethin' like that..." *She mumbled, not sure she was ready to have that particular conversation. Maybe it was just good-natured fun. Maybe.*
"Just...didn't know 'ya had friends that...well, took 'ta dressin....opposite, 'ya know?" *Lizzie frowned, frustrated that she couldn't find a way to ask what she so desperately wanted to know.*
"Would I...would 'ya fancy me better in trousers?" *She asked meekly.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 16:36:18 GMT -5
Relief--of a sort--washed over Alex and she leaned back to look into Lizzie's face.
"Goodness, no," she said. "Is that what's bothering you? It's not about trousers, Lizzie. I'd like you equally well in or out of 'em. Well, maybe more out," she confessed with a wink. "Rosalind is finding what many of our sex do; that wearing them confers a sort of freedom they don't feel as women. But it doesn't matter to me, and I like you fine as you are--or as you're comfortable." She paused, watching Lizzie. "They're just friends, Lizzie."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 11, 2009 16:52:11 GMT -5
But they said...
*Lizzie didn't want to think about it. She was determined not to, actually. Squirming slightly against Alex, she lifted her face with a slightly pout.*
"That mean 'ya might git 'ta kissin' me sometime soon?" *She asked, a touch of innocent amidst the naughty nature of the question.*
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Post by Armand on Feb 11, 2009 16:55:10 GMT -5
(( I am still utterly bewildered that Mercutio was inadvertantly right. I didn't know. ))
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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 16:57:34 GMT -5
((Maggie: Good on you! But it *is* Alex, after all.))
It wasn't over, Alex knew that, but she also knew better than to waste time in talk that could be used more pleasantly. She was better at this, anyway, and obligingly captured Lizzie's lips.
"I thought you'd never ask," she murmured when they parted for breath.
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 11, 2009 17:31:32 GMT -5
*Yeah, that was better. It seemed like it'd been ages.*
"Maybe I didn't think I had 'ta." *Lizzie poked, happy enough to press her lips back to Alex's, her fingers lifting to bury softly in her hair.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 17:33:42 GMT -5
"Hmm," Alex sighed against her, deepening the kiss, attempting to erase any ambiguity Lizzie might have in her mind about Alex's pleasure at seeing her. Among other things. One hand cradled the girl to her, and the other reached up to pull the pins from her hair, which fell in golden coils that Alex imagined smelled like the sun during that picnic.
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 11, 2009 17:49:10 GMT -5
*Lizzie giggled softly as her hair came down, tickling her neck.*
"That mean we're in fer a while then?" *She asked playfully. That suit her just fine, the two of them. With Jake bein' all newly wedded, she wasn't in no rush to be home.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 11, 2009 17:56:12 GMT -5
"Did you have somewhere else to go?" Alex murmured into her neck, kissing her lightly there. This was better. No doubts in Lizzie's eyes, no doubts in her own mind.
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 12, 2009 7:02:53 GMT -5
*Lizzie shivered beneath her affections, skin tingling.*
"Not right now, I don't." *She smiled wickedly, even as her breath started to shorten in anticipation.*
"Might have had a thought fer comin' here though. It can wait." *Lizzie assured, her hands smoothing over Alex's sides invitingly.*
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