Room 504, Monday After Lunch

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After lunch Ino headed right back to her room, sprawling out on her bed and leaving the door wide open. She was expecting someone after all.

Stretching, she got off her bed and fussed with her plants. Ino was glad her room had been a strange-free zone this weekend. Especially if it made him feel more like talking. She hummed a little as she inspected her plants.

[Expecting someone specific, but sure, open. Come flail at Ino! ETA: For my sanity? Anyone who visits shows up before Michael does, because zomg there will eventually be diiiiirty in that thread. Eventually. Timezones permitting. Yay sp!]

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"If you were offering?" He looked down at her consideringly. "I could think of a few things."

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"Oh yeah?" Ino said challengingly, smiling, "What kind of... things?"

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"What, you want an itemised list?" he asked, drawing it out deliberately.

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Ino raised her eyebrows, "If you've got one, why not share it?"

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"I don't have one yet. Could probably come up with one, but hey... show's better than tell."

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"Yeah?" She said very deliberately, "Why don't you show me then?"

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He just grinned at her, slow and knowing, then leaned down to kiss her.

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Kisses were exactly what she'd wanted. Mmmm.

She pressed her lips to his, knowing full well what she was doing and not caring about any possible repercussions, and running one of her hands up his chest teasingly.

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He was good at supplying them, so everybody won. He leaned into the touch, and his own hands went to her sides.

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Her other hand went up to run through his hair, there was a brief moment of confusion because she was used to a boy with longer hair, but Ino recovered quickly and stepped closer to him, closing the gap between their bodies.

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Michael wasn't complaining about that, at all. He smiled slightly, deepening the kiss.

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It was with a lot of reluctance that she broke the kiss after a few moments, she didn't let go of him though. "We should probably shut the door," Ino said breathlessly, "before continuing..."

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He glanced that way, vaguely startled because he'd forgotten, then nodded. "Yeah, privacy's good."

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"Very good," she murmured, letting go of him and shutting the door, then leaning against it. "we shouldn't make it easy for people to know what we're up to."

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"Keep 'em guessing", he agreed, advancing on her.

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"It's more fun that way," she said, smiling and not moving from the door.

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He planted his hands firmly on either side of her head on the door, looking down at her.

"Lots more fun."

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"Way more fun." She slyly grinned up at him, trailing one hand up his shirt, "Just going to stare at me all day?"

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"Nope."

And then there was another kiss, his own hands sliding under the hem of her shirt.

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Mmmm. You know, Ino was perfectly happy to let him keep going as far as he wanted. She liked this, yes.

Her other hand joined the one already moving up his chest and she slipped her arms around his neck.

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Michael considered for a moment, still kissing her, then lifted her off her feet to get them to somewhere more comfortable.

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She couldn't help but giggle at how easily he picked her up. "My bed's that one," Ino murmured against his lips and gesturing, "don't get the wrong one."

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"Yeah, wouldn't want your roommate getting mad at us." He set her down on the indicated bed, sitting next to her.

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"Anathema's pretty awesome," Ino said, kissing him, "but that'd be going over the boundaries just a bit."

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"Just a... little bit." His hands stroked down her sides.