open.

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prompts | starters | texts | overflow

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Well, I'm not from the fifties either.

I can make overt compliments. I make them all the time. I practically waxed poetics about your cock the last time.

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Did you?
Your thighs were muffling my ears, I couldn't hear very well.

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Do you want a repeat?

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Obviously.
With or without the greenhouse and magically-summoned storm.

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Good.
Truth is I miss you, hence my spontaneous MET gala related spam and moratorium defiance.

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The defiance is nothing new, actually.
It's one of your many charms.

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It's never gotten me in trouble before.

[LIES.]

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So those stories of detention you told me about were...?

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Wrong choices on behalf of my former professors, really. I was an exemplary student.
Only set one professor's robes on fire on purpuse once.

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The asshole professor, right?

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Yes, good, you remember his name.

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Hard to forget stories like him.

Where were you thinking of finding a greenhouse?

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Some sprawling manor at the top of a hill, or one of those posh parties you're invited to. The last one we went to, I spotted a greenhouse. I think the host mentioned a collection of exotic orchids or whatever.

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Need I remind you that I usually need to make an appearance at these parties that isn't with my pants down?

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You needn't, you remind me every time.

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But you do also happen to drag me to the darker corners first, Barty, so methinks the archeologist doth protest.

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Ah, but I'll keep my word.

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What's the point of a greenhouse if it's not for a tryst during a private event?

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Growing plants?

Don't ask me, I'm not herbologist.

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I could ask Neville, but no - that doesn't sound right. Damp, dark places where the music and the noise of a high society party is dim enough for every heated breath to be louder?
The plants are collateral.

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Not to mention the possibility of leaving evidence.
Fogging up the glass.
Smudging it.

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That part is my favourite. That and the conveniently tall work tables.

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I hadn't thought about those.
It's almost like they're planning for it.

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Thus proving my point that greenhouse owners are perverts.

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Does that include your friend?