Irene drew back, regarding his lips and laughing. "I don't have a warden yet," she said, fluttering her eyelashes. With one hand in Gabe's hair, she kissed him so lightly it was almost nonexistent. "I'm sure he'll just be some holier-than-thou jerk who'll try to change me." She kissed him again, this time fully, and pressed her body to his. She broke the kiss, biting Gabe's lip gently, and gave him that coy smile again. "You don't think I need changing, do you?" As she spoke, her hand on Gabe's leg... well, wandered.
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DRAMATIC IRONY. I USE IT.
Date: 2010-02-14 03:50 am (UTC)