Stuart Dakin (
crossinglines) wrote2018-12-24 12:43 am
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French shenanigans
Stuart was on his way to Guinevere's room, already eager to see her after the hectic day. He had a little something he wanted to do that night, inspired by the French lesson.
A knock and he peeked in through the door. "Mind if I come in, madame?"
A knock and he peeked in through the door. "Mind if I come in, madame?"
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"Chérie, je t'aime beaucoup."
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Stuart pulled off his shirt, letting her do the rest. He loved feeling her hands all over.
"I'm so lucky to call you mine."
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Guin admitted. She hadn't told him about her past still and she wasn't sure she ever would, unless maybe he asked. It wasn't great and Stuart was showing her what a real relationship was supposed to be like. Her hands fumbled slightly as she undid his belt.
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
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Stuart was curious about her past but he wasn't going to push it. He didn't want to bring up any painful things.
"Nothing really. A few classes and then I'm free."
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