PC: CALEB

[headmt]

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[katzepaw]

[Blinking a little, and then looking away, as though he has no idea what this is about.]

Somewhat curious.

[headmt]

[ Just giving him a flat look for a second because he absolutely doesn't believe Mr. 20 Intelligence is not picking this up.]

A private room in this place is sort of hard to find, you know.

[katzepaw]

[No, it's not credible.]

We are in one now, but. . . I would really prefer not to be kicked out of the library. So that is a problem.

[headmt]

[ Now the flat look has turned into one that's exuding tch, coward. ]

You do have to get caught to get kicked out.

[katzepaw]

[Gesturing to all of the windows.]

There's a decent enough chance of that. . .

[headmt]

[Yea the windows are what make it fun and dangerous though.]

Always willing to find the flaw in my great plan, while never offering one of your own ...

[katzepaw]

So right now, the two plans are read a book while you take a nap, or sex in public.

Maybe there's something more in the middle. . . ?

[headmt]

[He does note the objection to banging seems to mostly stem from the "in public" part? Hello?

Thinking, thinking. Tail thwapping the couch.]

Go make out somewhere private?

[katzepaw]

[Leaning on his hand a little, nodding.]

That sounds like a bit of a compromise.

[headmt]

[Just, immediately sitting up, grabbing his things,]

Alright, then fuck this place - no offense - where the hells is private? Fuck!

[katzepaw]

Sit back down.

[He's getting up and walking over to the couch he's on, sitting down. Moving a big stack of books across the table in front of them, obstructing some of the view from the windows.]

[headmt]

[Immediately sitting back down? I guess the real compromise is some semi-public makeouts.]

Risking the library and everything ...

[katzepaw]

Shh. I have more student experience than you. Only place better is a stairwell.

[He's pretty sure he won't get permanently library banned as long as the pants stay on. Pushing a hand against his chest, just a little.]

[headmt]

[He's wriggling out of the stupid child's kittycat coat, tossing it off. Somewhere. He's grinning wider and wider as he seems to actually process that he thinks he's won the 50% shot he gave himself on getting a fondling out of this? He's so impressed with himself? It's probably a little annoying. He drops to a whisper, as appropriate for a library.]

I will defer to your expertise, Mr. Caleb.

[Leaning forward into his hand, reaching over to run his claws over the collar of his own coat that's currently still on (?) Caleb.]

[katzepaw]

[Don't count your chickens before they hatch, Molly. But it's definitely not annoying that he looks so impressed with himself. It feels good, that Molly is clearly this pleased? Even if he is likely just very horny.

He is still wearing the coat. He pushes him back just a little into the side of the couch with that hand on his chest, and then brings a hand to cup his jaw and kiss him.]

[headmt]

[It's possible to be two things at once! Both pleased and very horny. Anyway, starting to count some chickens by just tugging him over by the collar. The last two kisses they've had have been, uh, real chaste affairs. One was a drunk brush at an afterparty that he got pushed away from, and the next wasn't much sexier. If he's getting a third shot he's making it count? Pulling him closer and biting his lower lip.]

[katzepaw]

[Well, considering how this conversation started, the odds aren't so bad for this one getting sexier. Keeping his hand on his jaw, leaning over him, kissing him a lot more deeply than he did before.]

[headmt]

[The odds are rising! It's already sexier? So he's just winning from here. He removes his teeth, focusing on just enjoying the kissing instead - backing off to just take his time. Curling a leg over his hip, letting go of his collar once he doesn't think he's gonna backpedal and running a hand over his arm.]

[katzepaw]

[Yeah. He's not trying to push this further than just kissing, but he's certainly getting into it. Bringing up his hand to start to run it through his hair, tangling it a little.]

[headmt]

[Molly is a bit shocked, sort of like a housecat who's spent weeks chasing a mouse and then catches it and is like? What do I do with this? I didn't think I'd actually get the damn thing. He has never pursued someone for more than about an hour before, so this whole deal is very new and exciting. Imagine being friends with someone you're kissing.

He recovers quickly at least, grinning into the kiss and pulling back enough to talk at him.]

You can grab 'em if you want. I don't mind.

[katzepaw]

You don't mind? Or you're hoping I will want to?

[He smiles a little, because he does really sort of like this thing where Molly is all over him. Changing the trajectory of his hand to grab him by the horn, then.]

[headmt]

Definitely that one.

[Giving him a very fangy grin when he grabs it, growling at him before he busts out into a laugh at his own sound and leans up to start kissing again. His hands start wandering at this point, getting less polite and reaching to goose him in the ass. It is not an impressive ass, but it has a good personality?]

[katzepaw]

[He gives him a sort of vaguely puzzled grin when he grabs his ass, which is just genuinely not impressive enough to grab. But continuing to make out for a little while longer, getting into acting like dumb teenagers with him. It's sort of fun.]

[headmt]

[It is very much acting like dumb teenagers fooling around. This definitely won't remind anyone involved of any traumatic memories! Anyway, Molly seems to be getting into the spirit of things by occasionally just busting out into laughter - definitely at that face Caleb makes about the ass grab.]

Still within allowable library antics?

[katzepaw]

[That's cute, Molly. That's cute. The laughing sort of squeezes something in his chest. It's not traumatic, it's just comfortable and sweet. He pretends as though he's thinking about it.]

Stretching the bounds of good taste.