Shenanigans!

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Just try. I think you'll really like it.

[ And she pauses, eyes sweeping over him sprawled there on her bed. ] I do still feel a little bad about leaving alone with the creepy six-eyed guy, if you'd care to take advantage of that.

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[ Peter makes a face and shudders. ] How about we don't mention creepy six-eyed guy in the bedroom.

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[ She laughs, taking a seat on the edge of the bed ]

Sorry, my bad.

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[ He scoots over a bit, giving her more room -- and there's not much of it on the bunk, considering the two of them are also sharing the space with the crapton of books she bought today (at least by Peter's measurements, which, admittedly, are not a galactic standard). ]

Still, I'd be an idiot to say no to whatever you're offering.

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[ she shifts, moving to straddle his hips, hands slipping up under his shirt. She lets out a low little chuckle ]

By the way, I'm pretty sure that calling me "Maya-wan Kenobi" puts you back at being Leia.

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[ His breath hitches as she moves, and he bites down on his lower lip when he feels her hands on her bare skin--

Wait what. ]

Whoa there, cowgirl. There is still no universe where I'd be Leia.

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But what if I want to see you in a little gold bikini?

[ -asked with complete and total innocence ]

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[ His face slackens and he just. Stares. ]


... What.

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[ Pffffft. She just laughs. ]

I'm just giving you shit.

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Jesus-- you-- Jesus, that was convincing.

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Yeah? I've been working on my acting.

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I can tell. [ And he sounds half-impressed, half-nervous. ] You scared the hell out of me.

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Not a fan of the bikini idea?

[ this time she's obviously teasing ]

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Golden bikini in general? Sure. Golden bikini on me? Deeeefinitely a no. I mean, I know I'd probably look good in anything, but-- no. Pass.

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[ She actually goes "tsk tsk" at him. ]

Where's your sense of adventure, Peter?

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My sense of adventure is just fine, thanks. [ Yep, still totally grimacing. ]

[phaselocknroll]

Oh, dear. I've spoiled the mood, haven't I?

[nostalgiabomb]

Well, let's be fair. The mood was already headed downhill when we mentioned that weird guy.

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I thought we weren't mentioning him anymore. You just broke your own rule.

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[ Immediately: ] Shit. He ruins everything.

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You poor thing. You've had a rough day.

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[ At that, he affects a pout. ] I really have. You should be nice to me.

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Should I now? What would you like me to do then, hm?

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[ He puts his hands on her hips, and drops his voice low again. ]

Pretty sure we were on the right track, before.

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Oh, riiiight. I remember now.

[ She resumes sliiiiding her hands up under his shirt, scraping her nails oh-so-lightly against his skin ]