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[unshwazzenone]

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[deadpans]

[ He couldn't determine whether it's a confession or whether she's just teasing him. He's swinging towards the latter, but who knows. ]

I'll be careful from now on when I'm with you and there's cupboards around, then. [ Despite the calm reply, he can't help but blush a little. Thankfully, she can't see that. ] In the same vein, you should be careful with desks.

[ Whispered in her ear seductively. Two can play the game. ]

[unshwazzenone]

[The eyebrows. They are rising.]

Is that an invitation? Or do we both just have an unfortunate "thing" for sturdily-constructed, polished wooden furniture?

[deadpans]

Maybe. [ Pulls away just enough to tease her. ]

[unshwazzenone]

"Maybe" to what?

[deadpans]

To both of your questions. [ Oh, she doesn't seem bugged. It sort-of annoys him, so he's just going to roll a little further. ]

[unshwazzenone]

Hm--hey, where do you think you're going? I'm definitely not done.

[She will just roll right on top of him, tyvm. Then he can't get away from her not-sexy snuggles of doom >:3]

[deadpans]

[ That earns her a frown. Eiríkur doesn't like it when other people sabotaged his trolling attempts, especially without even knowing. ]

Oh, I don't know. Narnia, maybe. [ But a minute later, he's more than vaguely okay with that, and once more draped both his arms around her, smothering her with snuggles. He can definitely get used to this. ] Anywhere in particular you'd like to go today, by the way?

[ Since it's Sunday, he doesn't plan to fly back home until tomorrow morning, and all. ]