Room 217, Friday Night

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah had hooked up the DVD player that Benicio had sent her and was sitting on her bed with her sketch pad while something played as background noise.

She had a lot on her mind, and she was still kind of upset worried about Johnny.

So, she was trying to relax with her sketching...

...it wasn't going well.



[[OOC: For the boyfriend or anyone else that wants to visit.]]

OOC 2: Getting a little bit NWS in the comments.]]

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[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He settled himself more fully against her, leaving easy access for him to caress and mold his hand over the fullness of her. "Savannah..." he murmured. "Let me take your shirt off..."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

She didn't even stop to think about it. "Okay," she said softly, still running a hand through his hair.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

It took Johnny a second to get her shirt off and he gazed down at her with passion in his eyes before he came back down, trailing a hot path of kisses along her collarbone.

(moving today! I will ping back sporatically! Sorry, sweetie!)

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah squirmed up against him tugging at his shirt, too. If hers was off, his should be off, as well. She ran her hands up his back, pulling him close as he kissed along her neck and shoulder.


[[Not a problem, sweetie. I'm doing a lot of writing and studying, too. ;) Ping as you can.]]