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Oh... oh, this is strange! Your headspace is definitely... ehe, oh my, Mun- oh, should I call you Mun? That's a pretty weird name if you ask me-
[ ahem ]
But uh, really. Not like- not like you're weird or anything! I mean- I'm pretty weird. I guess we're both weird. But... I'm not sure about what you're telling me. I... don't think I can really agree with that. You know? You know.
I... don't even want to deal with that creep anymore. I have Kristoff now, and- Elsa, too. Well not like that that'd just be weird but you get what I mean! Things are really really good for me right now--
You're not listening, are you?
[ ahem ]
But uh, really. Not like- not like you're weird or anything! I mean- I'm pretty weird. I guess we're both weird. But... I'm not sure about what you're telling me. I... don't think I can really agree with that. You know? You know.
I... don't even want to deal with that creep anymore. I have Kristoff now, and- Elsa, too. Well not like that that'd just be weird but you get what I mean! Things are really really good for me right now--
You're not listening, are you?
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[ A little giggle, looking flustered as she moved in a little closer, shifting in. ]
Yeah... well, whatever happened, I'm- exhausted.
[ she admitted as she kissed his forehead, continuing to knead as she moved to the curve between neck and shoulders, fingers brushing his collar. ]
I don't even really... know what happened, exactly! It was... kinda weird. But it was kinda nice-- in a weird way.
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[He questioned? Tilting his head.]
What do you mean??
[A morbid little curiosity. He totally didn't already have an idea and do it on purpose, nope.]
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It... I don't know! I felt really... tingly. And- I really wanted to kiss you! But my legs were shaking and I was having trouble standing up...
[ She gently worked on kneading his upper back, now. ]
It's... hard to explain.
[ A little giggle. ]
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But its good.
[A smirk.]
As in... you like it.
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... Well... yes? Is that a problem? I hope not. I mean- it's just like chocolate! Chocolate tastes good, so I like it.
[ Enthusiastically. She had no idea what he was up to, but that smirk did make her cheeks heat up. ]
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[He looked back to the lock, and back at her... completely silent.
That smile got a little bigger. What were those attractive eyes insinuating?]
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... It'sssss a problem, isn't it.
[ She gently rubbed at his back, licking her lips as she moved her hands up to his shoulders... ]
I mean- I guess it's weird, huh. It... doesn't make much sense anyway! Ehe...
[ She had no idea. ]
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[He moved-- this time picking her up, moving to one of the smaller couches, and pushing it, with one hand over to the door. Thank goodness they were lighter, he was able to carry Anna with one hand, using his other hand and leg to guide the couch right against the door. There. If anything were to give with the door they'd be right there. He set her down, moving to get a few pillows and throwing them at the floor at the foot of the couch.]
...Hmmhmm...
[As he dropped the pillows, he grabbed and rubbed the lock again, pretending to look over it's state, before he ran off to get more pillows.]
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Oh- um... okay.
[ She giggled though as he brought the couch and the pillows, gently kissing his jawline. ]
Dooo... you think it will?
[ she asked, watching him work as he set her down- but when he grabbed and rubbed the lock like that, she squeaked, turning a little red. ]
... nn.
[ She curled up a bit, grinning admittedly. Was he doing that because she said it felt good? She kind of hoped so, even if she did dumbly believe he was just checking on it. After all, a melted lock was a very weird thing. ]
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Pampering indeed.
What brought that on, someone could wonder.]
I think it will.
[It was a little funny to see him running around in his underwear though.]
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He looked so silly. ]
Ehehe- oh Hans. See? As long as we think it through, we'll figure it out.
[ If only she knew he had a very good idea... ]
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Good point.
Thankyou for reminding me that.
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... No problem...
[ Watching him run around from the couch was a little funny, and she shivered, grinning a little. ]
Are we going to nap now?
OH WOW NOW YOURE TIRED.
Drowsy?
LOL SHE DOESNT GET IT
Um... not that much... just wondering- wh... what you're doing.
[ A shiver- face rather pinkish. ]
HAHAHA
[He poked it again, smiling.
That sly devil. He poked at it again, this time, obviously.]
sOBS
... ehehe! Well... I guess that's working... It is kind of a ticklish feeling when you do that like that...
Re: sOBS
[He laughed a little...]
Where do you feel it?
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... E-everywhere! Kinda.
[ she lied clumsily, thankful she was hidden under the covers- legs pressing together under her skirts. ]
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[Noooooot stupiiiiidddddd.
He continued with his adorable naive ruse though.]
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Umm... n-no.
[ She wasn't exactly gonna tell him, even if he probably knew. It was... kind of embarrassing! She didn't even know what was going on down there! ]
Not really.
GONNA TELL ELSA IT WAS UR FAULT LIKE THE PROPER VILLAIN I AM. ELSA SHE KISSED ME.
[He sat down.
Actually-- he already knew, but whatever.
She was really dumb and he was really tired.]
Well hm...
Since we're here.
Maybe we should think about this later.
Since... well, the it's not exactly... pressing.
[Not anymore. He cracked the code.]
rude omg
Are you sure? I mean, we're going to have to eat eventually.
[ She looked at him- trying a grin.
Every time he pulled back like that, she felt- a little less assured. ]
love me ;u; <3
[He looked around...]
Should I be looking for that?
While you rest, I can do that.
screeches at
No, I- let's stay together. I mean- who knows what's out there. Right?
[ She just wanted him close, it was clear- and besides Hans, you had to expect this. All that lock fiddling... ]
We can- get rest and go looking... whenever we get up. Or whatever. Since we won't know what time it is anyway.
loves
clings and nibbles
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