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THE EDENSPHERE KINKMEME VI!
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Date: 2010-08-28 07:20 am (UTC)1/? I apologize for any OOC-ness
Date: 2010-08-28 06:09 pm (UTC)Fred rubbed her temples as she muttered, then stared at her cup of tea as if it held the answers as to why her morning had turned out to be so strange. She must have become rather engrossed in her one-sided staring match because the knock on the bathroom door started her out of her reverie.
"Is everything alright in there? People were starting to think you had fallen in." That accent left little doubt about who was at the door. While she had several male... 'guests' in the house at that moment, Fred at least had the luxury of being able to tell the colorful group apart easily, even if she only had a voice to go by.
"Yes, I am well. I am merely... having a personal moment."
There was a long pause before Gene answered and when he did his voice was thick with amusement. "Well then. Sorry to interrupt, I didn't realize. I'll just come back when you're not so busy."
Had Fred heard that response when she first arrived in the Sphere, she wouldn't have given it a second thought. However, enough time conversing with Bell and enough time picking up on the inflections in Gene's voice made it apparent that some sort of implication was being made. She rose from the seat she had taken and threw the door open, casting a look that was half incredulity and half suspicion Gene's way.
"Just what are you implying?"
Gene's smile took on a falsely 'innocent' aspect that looked nearly as out of place as the harem pants that he and every other man in the house had been forced into.
"Who me? I'm not implying a thing. Just leaving you to your 'personal moment'."
Fred crossed her arms and pursed her lips primly as she looked at him. "I am sure. Honestly, you are as incorrigible as Bell sometimes."
"Only sometimes?" he quipped as he turned to lean against the bathroom's door frame. "I'll have to work on that."
"I suppose no amount of discouragement would dissuade you from that?" She tried to keep her expression bland, though the slightest hints of amusement crept into her voice in spite of herself.
"Not in the least," he said as the play at innocence fell in the wake of his usual grin. "Now, if you're not as busy as I thought, do you mind if I come in and grab a towel or two? Genius locked himself in the closet and says he won't come out until this harem thing is over. I thought it may be easier for him to cover up with a towel since that doesn't count as actual clothing."
"A loophole in the Sphere's machinations? It would be nice if it worked." Fred stepped away from the door to let Gene into the bathroom, then moved toward the cabinet where the linens were kept. "I cannot say I blame Genius for reacting so. This entire situation is ludicrous."
2/?
Date: 2010-08-28 06:11 pm (UTC)"Small mercies, I suppose..." She cleared her throat in an effort to retain composure as she reached for a large white towel.
"I suppose." Gene echoed from behind her. Fred wondered if it was strictly necessary for him to be this close. She could practically feel his breath at her neck. "Though, it can't be all bad can it? Half a dozen scantily clad men all technically at your beck and call?" He leaned forward so that he was speaking right by her ear, his voice a low, husky murmur. "I'm sure no one would fault you if you decided to take advantage of a situation like that."
Fred froze, still clutching the towel in her right hand. Was he honestly...? "Gene, really. The joke has gone quite far enough. Besides, I would never use my friends in such a way."
"Who's joking?" His arm snaked around her slim waist from behind and drew her back up against his very bare chest. "And who's to say all of us would be opposed to being used a little?"
Her breath caught in her throat and some part of Fred noticed the strange rhythm being created between her own racing hearts and the steady beat she felt pressing against her back. "You..." She twisted in his grasp so that she could look in him in the face. He was wearing a lopsided smile, which wasn't unusual. That half-lidded, intent look in his eyes was new, however. "You really are serious."
"Now you're catching on." He wondered if it was intentional that Fred had angled herself in such a way as to make this easier. Probably not. Since he had not been implicitly told to stop, Gene decided to take a gamble and leaned forward to capture her lips in a soft, slow kiss.
Ending option 1: Gamble Lost
Date: 2010-08-28 06:14 pm (UTC)No sooner had he made contact than the sound of the door creaking open echoed through the bathroom. It was enough to rouse Fred from the initial shock that had frozen her in place and she pushed away from Gene in a panic she laid eyes on who was in the doorway. "00! This isn't--I mean, that is-- er, may I help you?"
00 stared for a long moment as Gene was pushed back hard enough to hit the basin of the sink and rattle the teacup sitting atop of it. Once he let out a disgruntled 'Ow!' she turned toward Fred.
"I came to collect the laundry in the hamper."
"Oh, yes. Of course!" Glad for the distraction that kept her from having to explain what was going on, Fred picked up the armload of laundry from the hamper and bustled past 00. "Here, I will walk with you to deposit it in the chute."
00 spent another long, uncomfortable moment staring at Gene-1 before following behind Fred, picking up the socks the other woman dropped in her hastiness. Once the two were out of earshot Gene slumped to the floor and grumbled.
Ending option 2: Gamble Won
Date: 2010-08-28 06:15 pm (UTC)Outside the bathroom a considerably long queue had formed and four pairs of eyes were trained on the door.
"It cannot possibly take this long for one person to bathe! Something may be wrong. Perhaps we should break down the door to check?"
Bell shot Youth a sidelong glance. "You seem awfully eager to keep Fred company in there. Should I be ready for a show?"
"It is not like that and you know it! No matter how many times you say it, it will not be true!"
"Uh huh, sure," with that, Bell directed his attention back to his latest book.
"She's probably just having a bubble bath. A few candles, some epsom salts, maybe a glass of wine..." Derrick's conjectures were interrupted by Genius's protests. "Yeah, but if she doesn't hurry up soon, I'm not responsible for what happens to her bushes!" His exclamation was punctuated with a little 'gotta potty' dance.
It was at that moment that Fred edged out of the door to the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body and another around her hair. Her cheeks were fire engine red and her eyes were firmly trained on the ground as she rushed towards her bedroom as quickly as her current state of dress would allow.
"Fred are you well?" Youth's shouted inquiry was completely ignored as Fred slammed the door of her bedroom behind her. Youth shrugged as he looked back at the group. "She is able to run. That is a good sign, is it not?"
"Great sign. Now, coming through!" Genius shouted as he made a beeline for the bathroom door--and nearly ran straight into Gene who was also wearing nothing but a towel himself. "Whoa! How did you get in there? I thought Fred was--" The words died on Genius's lips as the gears started turning and the pieces started to click together. He stared at Gene, then gestured wildly towards where Fred had run off to, all the while trying to pantomime the amount of brain break he was experiencing.
"It looks like I there was a show and I missed it." Bell looked up from his book, his visible eye scrunched in amusement. "Shame. You'll invite me for the next one, won't you?"
Gene just shrugged and grinned at the lot of them. "Well, you know how it is. With this many people in the house it seemed like a good idea to conserve water by sharing a shower." Fully aware that he was radiating smugness at this point, he didn't even bother trying to be convincing. As he walked past, Derrick nudged him in the ribs with an elbow.
"That's one way to get rid of the harem pants, huh?"
brb lol'ing forever
Date: 2010-08-28 06:21 pm (UTC)Re: Ending option 2: Gamble Won
Date: 2010-08-28 06:46 pm (UTC)Re: Ending option 2: Gamble Won
Date: 2010-08-28 09:02 pm (UTC)EXCELLENT JOB ANON!
Re: Ending option 2: Gamble Won
Date: 2010-08-29 12:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-29 03:06 am (UTC)Absolutely perfect and believable, all of them! I adored it, and you wrote the Spamily all perfectly <333 So much love. Can I join your harem, anon? *_*
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Date: 2010-08-29 03:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-29 03:55 am (UTC)Yay!
Re: Ending option 2: Gamble Won
Date: 2010-08-29 04:53 am (UTC)