Room 210, Thursday Afternoon

[smilestopscars]

Even if it was largely handwavy Ezra was having a great week of meeting some new people around the island and then getting better acquainted with them. He remembered this from last year, too, and he appreciated it for what it was: a brief moment in time when other people seemed to exist in a world that was a little closer to his. Because let's face it, he was already willing to enjoy other people and let them enjoy him at a moment's notice as it was, pollen or no pollen.

Still, even in such a busy week, he still managed to find some down time. And he was spending it by eyeing the contents of his closet critically. Trying to decide on what to wear for going out tonight.

You know, if he actually managed to go out tonight. The dorms could be awfully interesting sometimes.

[ooc: Open post/door, it is shameful how bad I've been at getting him out this week.]

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[smilestopscars]

Well, it had buttons in the front; she was more than welcome to try her hand at undoing those.

Because, there was cleavage. So Ezra's little kisses and licks were teasingly traveling a little more in that direction right now.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille let out a noise and tilted her head backwards. For a moment his lips and tongue on her skin was all she could take in, then her fingers swiftly began to unbutton his shirt.

Too much clothing. "Loosen the lacing at the back and then unhook the front." Her voice was unsteady, but perhaps instructions were a good idea.