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Room 222, Friday Morning
Warren was actually doing something that looked, at a glance, somewhat like drinking tea and studying, today. He'd had a good holiday, both in Bon Temps and then in London in the days afterwards, and now he was quite content to sit back with a good book (okay, fine, it was an economics textbook) and...
Zone out, really. His focus today was just a bit lacking, especially when there were so many other things for him to think about.
Had he really been here for nearly a year? And only now was it even occurring to him that he'd managed to grow a backbone somewhere along the way, even if it only managed to show itself on special occasions. There would be new students showing up this weekend, and he had almost made up his mind that he didn't want to hide what he was, even if the bracelet that Karla had given to him would have made it easy, no straps and harnesses involved.
He flipped the page and smiled a little. No, it hadn't been a bad vacation at all. And, for the most part, the rest of the year had been pretty good, too.
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Zone out, really. His focus today was just a bit lacking, especially when there were so many other things for him to think about.
Had he really been here for nearly a year? And only now was it even occurring to him that he'd managed to grow a backbone somewhere along the way, even if it only managed to show itself on special occasions. There would be new students showing up this weekend, and he had almost made up his mind that he didn't want to hide what he was, even if the bracelet that Karla had given to him would have made it easy, no straps and harnesses involved.
He flipped the page and smiled a little. No, it hadn't been a bad vacation at all. And, for the most part, the rest of the year had been pretty good, too.
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"I... maybe?" His smile had gone a bit twitchy again, but at least Raven's attempt at reassuring was helping him relax slightly. "I think 'nervous' is kind of just the normal way of things, with stuff like that, though."
You know. For as normal as a threesome ever could be, involving a half-demon, a witchling, and a winged mutant. And it wasn't really like Warren was speaking from all that much experience.
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"Of course," she agreed. "I do not think any of us are experienced with such things in real life. I saw a movie once, but that was with two men and one woman" -- thank you, Merlin -- "and they were all participating enthusiastically in the act, which is not exactly the same as what we will be doing."
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Sorry, Raven. You just really never managed to strike Warren as the threesome porno type, and now he would never look at you quite the same way again.
"No, that sounds like it would be... pretty different. From. Uh."
He was forgetting how to use words, here.
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She had the decency to blush. "I imagine so," she said. "But in this case, we would both be focused on Karla, and she will be focused on you." At least, that's how she thought it would work. She really wasn't entirely sure how much she'd be drawn in by the emotions she'd be channeling. She just knew it would be impossible to keep them from affecting her at all, and it would feel awkward to just be...sitting there and watching.
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You know. At the time, when embarrassing things could potentially happen (or not happen), and wow, that would be a horrible reason to have to postpone Karla's Virgin Night.
'Sorry, honey. I can't. Uh.'
'Uh' was really such a flexible word.
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...not like that!
She rose to her feet, relieved that this conversation hadn't gone any of the dozens of upsetting ways she'd been dreading. "Will you be attending the party tonight?" she asked. "Perhaps I will see you there."
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He was so certain that Karla would take exception to that. Sure.
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