Slink/Ry getting it on; M

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"Hang on, just a second... It really usually isn't this difficult to get it in... I'm sure it's just playing up today in order to embarrass me." Ry rolled his eyes back at Slink and sighed a little over the top. Just then, something clicked, and the key turned in the lock.

"See? Just like that. Easy as can be," Ry murmured, as though this was exactly what he had meant to do all along. Pushing the door open, he called out generally to the rest of the house and listened for any coming replies before closing the door behind Slink.

"Looks like we have the place to ourselves for once," he said.

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Stephie wandered a few steps into the house in front of Ry, as if she was sniffing the place out. Shifty eyes registered no movement of the flatmate variety and she couldn't hear any footsteps or music playing. Turning back round to face Ry, she gave him an evil look- then flung herself on him, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Gotcha," she smirked.

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Ry planted his feet to the floor as 55kg of Slink came barrelling his way. Reflexively, his arms locked around her. "If you're going to do that now," he uttered smartly, "You're not going to have the excuse of alcohol to go with it this time."

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Stephie snorted, rolling her eyes. "Who says I need to have an excuse?" She kissed him then, hard, her arms holding on around his neck.

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Grinning, Ry trailed his hands down her back, bringing her closer. Somewhere near was the couch, but it was only a little way down the hall that his room was. Maybe they should...

Nope, he wasn't about to suggest moving right now when he had a beautiful woman in his arms, snogging him intently. This was the best way to spend the middle of the day.

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Ooh, she liked his hands on her back- and his mouth (and teeth! Ah!) on her neck. Then she was dropped onto the couch so suddenly the wind was almost knocked out of her- okay, maybe he had said something but she'd been too busy to listen. A girl only had so many sences, you know! "That wasn't very gentlemanly of you." She said, getting her breath back.

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"Sorry," he smirked above her neck, moving to her collarbone and pushing down the top she was wearing ever so slightly. He didn't actually know how far she was willing to go today.

Reaching out a random hand to somewhere off to the side, he pulled a cushion close, lifted her up with his other arm and set it underneath her. "Better?" he asked, before taking her lips in another snog.