"Marilyn Mon-" She grins. "My dress is a Marilyn Monroe replica, actually. I'll have to show you a picture of hers later, but it's gold and backless and really long with this slit up the thigh and-" Wait. This is Puck she's talking to. He doesn't care as long as he can see as much skin as possible. He says James Dean and she gives him a long once over before she shakes her head. "No. Tony Montana." Because his accent in West Side Story haunted her for about a month.
"Never done that before..." She says softly. And okay, maybe she kind of has. Or at least she's tried to. Trying to drive Finn crazy used to be a national past time of hers. But no one has ever said that and meant it (at least she thinks Noah does, because he's a lot of things but he's not a liar). He slips his fingers between her thighs and all she can really do is spread her stance a little, rocking down against his fingers and back against the erection she can feel at her back. "Bed...we should...and-...jersey." Because he mentioned his shirt and now she has this awesome idea. "Get your jersey."
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Date: 2011-11-13 05:54 am (UTC)"Never done that before..." She says softly. And okay, maybe she kind of has. Or at least she's tried to. Trying to drive Finn crazy used to be a national past time of hers. But no one has ever said that and meant it (at least she thinks Noah does, because he's a lot of things but he's not a liar). He slips his fingers between her thighs and all she can really do is spread her stance a little, rocking down against his fingers and back against the erection she can feel at her back. "Bed...we should...and-...jersey." Because he mentioned his shirt and now she has this awesome idea. "Get your jersey."