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[badluckpennyadiyodi]

Hey.

You know who you got and you know you shouldn't be fucking leaving me a message.

Work them thumbs if you want a response.

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[badluckpennyadiyodi]

Penny tries not to grin into the kiss as he quickly shifts his arms to hold them in place, showing off a little of the lean muscles he works so hard to maintain. They're a fun package and they're really doing it for him, giving him everything that makes joy and urgency boil beneath his skin. But no one likes kissing teeth and if he smiles too hard, that's all they'll be kissing. "Mm," he hums, instead, appreciatively, pulling back to give them a delighted smile and hard eye contact. "You think you can guide me backwards, and I'll just carry you the whole way?" he says, bouncing them a little, to show off that he's good with the carry. "Or we'll have to stop, now, and walk a little faster because you are exactly the dessert I was hoping to find, and now that I've had a taste, I want more."

Ooops. It came out a little growly there, at the end. But, he's pretty sure they're not going to be intimidated by a little gruffness.

[ralliesprotests]

"It ain't too far." Rowan promises, with a little wiggle to encourage him. Only a little one, because being dropped isn't sexy (unless it's onto a bed or something else soft). "Just don't drop me on the stairs, and we're all good. Or anywhere else, obviously, but 'specially not on the stairs." They'd heal, but it's always awkward explaining how quickly they do so.

"And then you can eat me all up." They add, leaning in so their breath ghosts over Penny's ear. They follow it up with a little nibble over the curve of it, their body pressed against his to do so. "Go up the stairs at the end of the corridor, then left on the first floor."