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ok i will have my mouth and body ready for 6

[ look she cant drop being horny altogether - it's her emotional crutch

an hour or two she just texts him one word ]

red

[ Finally an answer as to what she'll be wearing. ]

a fine choice, madame

[That's all he sends before he'll show up in his attempt to match thematically - he's got a casual vibe that he probably could've refined a little better but nobody's going to be looking at him anyway. He knocks on her door for pick up, all the while chewing his lower lip with the slightest hint of nervous anticipation.]

[ Ren would like to pretend she wasn't loitering by the door from 5:50 onwards. But she was. She hadn't been able to get out of her head that he wouldn't actually show up - not because she thought he would flake but there's a whole host of reasons someone might not show. The knock has barely finished reverberating through the door before it's pulled open.

He'd said to dress hot. He'd requested a cocktail dress. Ren had gone for the bombshell look in a skin-tight dress, her dark hair cajoled into loose waves. She beams a smile at him. ]

Look who it is.

Ah, shit. You're hot.

[Said appreciatively, not so much surprised - but his eyes did dart down before making their way back up to her face. After which he seems the slightest bit shier making eye contact - it's not an issue for him to be crude but the second it feels intimate in a serious...er way, he's. Struggling. Until he makes the smoothest recovery:]

Leaving nothing to the imagination. I approve.

You said to dress hot. [ In a tone of; well you asked for it. ] You wash up well yourself.

[ Ren glances over her shoulder and grins back into the room. ] Oh, hang about, my Dad wants to meet you before we go. [ And she'll let him sweat for about three seconds before pulling the door all the way over and revealing there's nobody in the room with a mischievous grin. Got to cut that tension somehow, right? ]

[She keeps him on his toes. He likes that? If he wasn't already smitten, he would be, with a soft (relieved) laugh and a shake of his head - that was cruel, girl. Cruel.]

Do you want me to sweat through this shirt before we even get to dinner?

Aw, c'mon. Dads scare you that badly? He's not even a peer of the realm anymore.

[ Besides, what's there to be scared of? Her father hasn't left the family estate in years now. He'll hear about this, she has no doubt, but she's under no demand to answer him. Not given the current state of their relationship. ]

Mmhmmmmmm.

[Said with a roll of his eyes - parents' opinions are always important, right? He sticks out his elbow for her.]

The last thing we need is a dad on either side messing up a good thing. Mine would probably hit on you, though. So we'll skip that introduction, too.

[ Okay gentleman behaviour. Ren takes his elbow, letting the door swing closed behind her.

Normally, she'd make a joke asking if his dad is hot, but given the current situation with his sister? Best not to. ]

Deal. I'm just glad he isn't here to give you the third degree. I used to have to sneak out my window to go out when I was back at home. He could be a fucking nightmare.

Oh, but that sounds kind of fun, actually. Maybe we should pretend sometime... I'll crawl up through your window or you can sneak down to me? It's like sexy roleplay. And we're already doin' the sexy part real well.

[His face is very much the embodiment of :D]

[ Oh. He's so into it. She laughs. ]

I mean, yeah, sure. That kind of roleplay - fine. Anything the requires me to learn a script, we're pretty screwed.

[ Actually, the more she thinks about it, the more she could be into it herself. It feels kind of silly but Kieran doesn't strike her as the kind of guy who takes himself super seriously. ]

How many windows have you climbed through?

Far too many. Dad like mine, a boarding school like the one I went to? A body this perfectly sized to squeeze out of anything?

[He gives a little shrug.]

Or into it...

Oh, okay, I want to hear about boarding school. I've heard way too much about them.

[ Mostly weird horny stuff. ]

You know the stuff I want to hear. [ She bumps him with her hip playfully. ]

About all the railing in bathrooms and vaping behind the gym?

[He snorts.]

Only one of those things really happened all that often. And it was always bubblegum flavored.

Wow, real different to private schools.

[ From what she's heard. Some of us are homeschooled freaks.]

Or maybe it's just the British upper classes who feel the need to fuck each other and make it weird.

Yeah? Shit, wish I was in one of them.

[He snorts.]

I gotta admit though, I wasn't uncool but. When you can't feel pain, you're kinda a lowkey freak which might've been skewing my numbers.

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