Room 220 [Sunday, Early Afternoon]

[comeoutwrong]

Being small and kitty-shaped actually wasn't so bad, once you got used to it.

A week down the line, and Effy had apparently well settled into the feline way of life, staying up all night and happily napping well into the afternoon. Later she'd probably be pissed she'd missed a week in Hawaii, disgusted at some of the things she'd sniffed and/or eaten and probably spend a lot of time glaring at Alex for all the mockery she'd get.

... But right now, dozing in a tightly curled ball on Alex's bed, it didn't seem half bad. Really fucking nice, you might say. Give her a minute to realise the sudden lack of fur was making it a little colder than she'd like, and that opinion might change.

[[Room modded with permission, and for that guy whose bed it is. Or, hey, the roommate too should he be about.]]

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[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"That came from your mind, not mine," Effy pointed out, idly dragging her finger down his leg. "And I draw the line at chicken sex," she added with a smirk. In case he was wondering.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex snickered and shook his head because of course she'd try to turn this around on him. Of course she would. "You act like your so bland sexually. I know that's not the case. I know you're a kinky girl. And I just know you'd love to show me how kinky sometime."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Biding my time just waiting to bust out the handcuffs and a giant rubber dildo and beg you to do me up the ass." It was possible there was a hint of amusement in her attempt at deadpan.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Hope you don't forget the lube because that might be uncomfortable dry," Alex said, meeting her kinky words with some of his own.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"It's like you think I'm kind of amateur." Which, yeah, it wasn't something she was expert at in truth, but certain things were just obvious.

"What the fuck gave you that impression?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Maybe that you haven't tried anything really kinky lately?" Alex asked, shrugging a shoulder. "I mean, don't get me wrong, fucking on the floor? Fun. But, you know, not that kinky. Fun, though!"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"You haven't either," she pointed out, tapping his knee with one finger and shaking her head. Took two to be tame. "Don't see me saying the same of you."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Uh uh," he replied, shaking his head. "You can't turn this on around to me like you always do. I'm putting this on you. You are not kinky."

He shrugged. "It's okay to be routine, Effy."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Fuck you, if I was that routine you would not have stuck this out for over a year." Just because she didn't have a burning desire to bring out whips and chains or whatever the fuck else.

She had her kinks. Liked her sex in fun places, liked to watch, liked to toy with control a little. He knew all of that and she was fairly certain he was just trying to get a rise out of her.

"I can turn it around when it's true." Or it suited her. Which was most of the time.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Maybe he was just trying to get a rise out of her. Was that so wrong? He didn't think so.

"Haven't shown me anything in the last couple months," Alex told her, shrugging. Alex refused to let her just turn it around on him. "Maybe this routine stuff just got your guard down. Oops!"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Just spent a chunk of that as a cat," she reminded him. "I don't think even you're that kinky." Which she counted as a Good Thing.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"And that's why it's on you to come up with something kinky at some point," Alex said, shrugging a shoulder. "I took care of you while you're a cat so now that you're able to think in a more capable fashion, I think you should set it to thinking of kinky things."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"And when I bring out a spiky vibrator and tell you to bend over?" The reaction to that might actually be worth it.