You're the doctor. Write us a note, get us out of class. [ She smiles down at him, the bright gold of her hair curtained down around his face as she leans in for a soft, sweet kiss. The taste of him still sharp on her lips, tongue lapping out against his.
He's right, though. They're both far too dedicated, or maybe just too controlling to allow someone else to cover for them. Either way, she presses her forehead to his, smiling down at him and nodding. ]
Mm. Sounds nice. [ She gives him another kiss, then sits up. ] C'mon. We gotta get you cleaned up.
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He's right, though. They're both far too dedicated, or maybe just too controlling to allow someone else to cover for them. Either way, she presses her forehead to his, smiling down at him and nodding. ]
Mm. Sounds nice. [ She gives him another kiss, then sits up. ] C'mon. We gotta get you cleaned up.