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4/24/11 04:43 pm

Who: November and Hawthorne
Where: November's house in Lake George
When: In the wee hours of Sunday morning/Saturday night
What: No is all alone in her house and can't sleep so she texts her bud Manney for company, lo and behold she tested the wrong Nikitin and ended up with Thorny instead.
Rating: SFW

November, not for the first time, had the house all to herself for the weekend. Her mom and brother had gone to visit her sister at school and her dad was on tour again. As much as she enjoyed the quiet during the day on Saturday she hated the creepy feeling at night. She had tried tea and reading but she just couldn't sleep without waking up a few seconds later with a fright. Finally she texted Manney and asked him to come over to keep him company. She was a little curious about his last stumbled text but didn't put too much thought into it as she stretched her legs and sighed quietly, just waiting for her friend to arrive.

Tags: hawthorne nikitin, november hall

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• pushandpull

  4/25/11 06:33 pm (UTC)

  

  She laughed at his comparison. "Yeah, cute, fluffy little kittens," when he leaned in close she felt her heart skip a beat. Ffffffffffff, he's so close. And then his arms were around her and she was squished to him, the side of her face pressed against his chest. With the banjo still in hand she wrapped one arm around his mid section and the other rested at his side.
  
  "Alright, alright, you get the middle." What the hell was happening?
  
  "Oh right, I forget the super secret society of male bonding," she rolled her eyes. "I still might need to be your secretary though. Dad's not home a lot."

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  • runningamok

    4/25/11 06:41 pm (UTC)

    

    "Big and fierce, but so damn lovable. I really like scritches around my ears." He squeezed her in the hug and very gently let her go.
    
    "Sex-cretary," he corrected and tapped his index finger lightly on her nose.
    
    Then he smiled at her and tried to hold back on the aggressive boy. "You're going to have to pat me down before I leave. Can't trust me not to shove a bango in my pants."

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    • pushandpull

      4/25/11 06:56 pm (UTC)

      

      November grinned up at him as she took a little step back when he let go of her. "That's pretty accurate," she agreed with a little nod.
      
      Her eyes went wide at his correction, she looked like a deer caught in the head lights. "A whaa..." she clasped her mouth shut real quick.
      
      She shook her head, no one ever talked to her like this, it was... ridiculous. "You're just trying to get me to touch your butt," she teased. "I'll bring a banjo back to school so we can jam out," she bargained with him. "You just gotta come get it when you want to play."

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      • runningamok

        4/25/11 07:33 pm (UTC)

        

        "Sex-cretary," he said again. "It's a sexy secretary. You don't have to do sexual favors unless you want to." He shrugged and let it go. He could tell he was coming on a little too strong; November was a bit more innocent than the usual girl he chased after.
        
        "Hey, I wouldn't mind that at all," he said lifting his hands to the air as if he hadn't even though of suggesting it. And the double entendres were flying this morning. He smirked a little bit. "That'd be fucking awesome. Watch out though. I'll be coming for it at all hours of the day."
        
        He finished up his beer and held up his empty glass. "Want another, or do you want some coffee? It's like... the right time of the morning for that right?"

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        • pushandpull

          4/25/11 07:45 pm (UTC)

          

          "My dad might very well kill you if he ever heard that," she laughed setting her banjo down on it's stand. She grabbed her pint and took a big sip.
          
          She shook her head with a little laugh. "Yeah, yeah, maybe I'll give you one for the road," the double entendres went completely over her head. "It's always banjo time in my room," she said with a little grin.
          
          "More like time for Irish coffee," she joked. "I could go for either really," she shrugged finishing her own beer. She was tempted to get a little buzz on.

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          • runningamok

            4/25/11 08:03 pm (UTC)

            

            "I'll try to remember not to say it in front of your dad." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and looked down sheepishly. "It'll be our pet nickname at school."
            
            "One for the road!" he agreed cheerfully, though he didn't want to leave yet. He was enjoying this confounding creature. "'Cept you're never gonna get rid of me."

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            • pushandpull

              4/25/11 08:19 pm (UTC)

              

              "That might be a good idea," she said, her eyes darting to the poster of her dad's band one last time. "I don't think I've ever had such a... racy pet name," November in fact couldn't remember the last time she was even properly hit on.
              
              "Fine by me," she hadn't meant to say that aloud. "I mean... you can stay as long as you like," she tugged his hand a little as she started toward the stairs. She was really enjoying his company... despite the occasional awkward stumble on her part.

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              • runningamok

                4/25/11 08:27 pm (UTC)

                

                "Yay! I popped your racy nickname cherry." Thorny did a little dance in place and winked at her when he finished.
                
                "Ah see! You're fallin' for me and the bango. I think this three-way could work." He grabbed for her hand when she tugged his and decided he wouldn't let go until they got upstairs. "You've got teeny little hands for a guitarist."

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                • pushandpull

                  4/25/11 08:42 pm (UTC)

                  

                  "That was a gorgeous little dance," she laughed.
                  
                  "Oh completely," she said rolling her eyes but giving him a big smile nonetheless. "Could you imagine me with bear claws like you?" she asked looking at their hands. "I would look ridiculous," she laughed walking up the stairs with him.
                  
                  She lead through the house again and to the kitchen. It was still dark outside but for once she didn't even check the time. "What sounds good to you? Coffee, beer, coffee-beer?" she grinned.

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                  • runningamok

                    4/25/11 08:58 pm (UTC)

                    

                    "I can imagine it, but it's pretty silly. Man hands." He laughed and squeezed her little hand in his.
                    
                    "Coffee beer sounds about disgusting. Either or, but not both. You pick."

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                    • pushandpull

                      4/25/11 09:06 pm (UTC)

                      

                      She gave his chest a little shove with her free hand and laughed. "'Sides it's not the size that counts right?" she asked running her thumb over his hand a little. She was surprised at herself and the amount of flirting she was capable of.
                      
                      "I could go for another pint," she said going to the fridge and getting the growler out.

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