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entrancelogs2013-08-16 03:00 pm
doctorweevil) wrote in entrancelogs2013-08-16 03:00 pm
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Who: Owen & Clara
Where: Owen's room
When: Friday morning, 8/16
Rating: R
Summary: Owen and Clara wake up in bed together. Things do not end well.
The Story:
Owen isn't surprised to wake up next to someone - here in Wonderland, taking someone back to his room is more likely than a quick fumble in a dark corner, something he's more accustomed to back in London. There are pros and cons to each situation, of course, and one of the pros is a nice quickie in the morning. He casts an appraising eye over his bedmate; she's a bit plainer than some, not as curvy as he might like, but she'll do well enough. He has to think for a moment to remember her name - Claire? Clara? Something like that.
He shifts closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her back against him as he nuzzles her neck. "Morning, sweetheart," he murmurs in her ear, kissing her earlobe. This close to him, it ought to be quite clear what his intentions are right now.
Where: Owen's room
When: Friday morning, 8/16
Rating: R
Summary: Owen and Clara wake up in bed together. Things do not end well.
The Story:
Owen isn't surprised to wake up next to someone - here in Wonderland, taking someone back to his room is more likely than a quick fumble in a dark corner, something he's more accustomed to back in London. There are pros and cons to each situation, of course, and one of the pros is a nice quickie in the morning. He casts an appraising eye over his bedmate; she's a bit plainer than some, not as curvy as he might like, but she'll do well enough. He has to think for a moment to remember her name - Claire? Clara? Something like that.
He shifts closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her back against him as he nuzzles her neck. "Morning, sweetheart," he murmurs in her ear, kissing her earlobe. This close to him, it ought to be quite clear what his intentions are right now.