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 Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 1:41 pm
Freya sat up and started rubbing her arms against her face to make sure she was no longer covered in cupcake. This looks suspiciously like a cat grooming itself. "Is okay, I has other pillowcases." She pulled her own pillowcase off and dropped it on the floor, before turning to look up at him. It was clear, from the look on her face, that she was filled to bursting with content.
She poked her cheek with her index finger, and gave him her most innocent smile. "If yehr so worried abouts my sticky face, yeh can just licks it clean."
Well now she was just being terrible on purpose.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 1:55 pm
"Maybe when Freya is better, Herryk will --" he stopped himself short. No, there would be no talking about licking various things. None of that. The draugr cleared his throat.
"Where are the pillowcases? And Freya, we should focus on packing things for Freya's trip." He frowned heartily. She kept distracting him with her smiles and her cupcakes and her cookies and ...
AUUUGHHH.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 2:13 pm
"Pillowcases are in the closet there, up on a shelf." She pointed out the destination helpfully, as if taking his advice and focusing on getting things done. Her smile said otherwise. "And clothings is in the drawers. Freya needs to pack at least four dresses, one pairs of pants, one shirts, and five underwears."
Her smile was as innocent as could be.
"And then the other bags is for my shoes and makeups. I tells yeh those when yeh've got all the clothings done."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 2:21 pm
Herryk picked up the pillowcase that Freya had dropped to the floor, wiping off his hands and face as best he could before tossing the soiled pillowcase aside. He reached for a clean pillowcase, tossing it to Freya so that she could stuff the pillow into it.
After that was taken care of, Herryk opened up the first drawer.
...
"Underwears." Talk about a starving man at a buffet. Herryk made a choked sound, his voice strangled when he spoke again.
"WHICH ONES DOES FREYA WANT?!" Ach, that was louder than he'd meant it. Just.. just.. so many panties.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 2:26 pm
Freya couldn't help it. As much as she didn't want to give away how funny his reactions were, his yell made her squeal with laughter, throwing the covers over her head to try and stifle the shakes of giggles she couldn't control anymore. It was.. he was.. SO CUTE. She was sure she was busting stitches at how hard she was laughing and she didn't care. She couldn't - it was totally worth it.
"I don't-ehhheeheeehee-has a-eheheeeeheehee-preference, just take any-heeheehee oh my gods I can't breathe-"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 2:45 pm
Herryk had had no idea that so many panties could exist. Frilly panties, plain panties, silky panties, cotton panties, panties in every color that Herryk could imagine in every pattern that Herryk could imagine. As if he'd just found the meaning of life (or undeath), Herryk reached into that drawer and just... wiggled his hand around. He scooped up a fistful of underpants and just... just stood there for a long moment, rubbing the various fabrics together in his hand.
By the time he realized what he was doing, he wasn't sure how long he'd been standing there groping all of the underpants.
And the little brat was having far too much fun at his expense. He wanted to get her back so bad.
"Herryk doesn't usually wear underpants," he said loftily, shoving the fistful of britches deep into one of the bags.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 3:05 pm
From under the giggly covers, a voice managed to pipe out.
"Does Herryk regret that? Woulds Herryk like to try? I'm not lookings~"
She pulled the pillow over her head to stifle herself.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 3:13 pm
Herryk honestly didn't think he'd be able to comfortably wear a pair of Freya's underthings even if he wanted to -- AND HE DIDN'T -- but Freya was just being so adorably bratty...
Reaching into the drawer to snatch up a especially frilly and lacy pair of underbritches, Herryk tugged the satiny garment on over his head like some flamboyantly useless helmet.
"Is Herryk so very handsome now, Freya?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 3:55 pm
Handsome?
Freya pulled the pillow and sheets off her head, her hair sticking out at all ends from the static, and stared at what could only be described as the way she would always remember Herryk until the day she died.
Her mouth fell open, before she dropped back down to the bed in peals of laughter.
She was going to die in this bed, she just knew it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:06 pm
Herryk chuckled as he whipped the panties off his head and flung them at Freya rubberband style. He'd happily make a fool of himself for the rest of his life if it meant he'd get to hear that laugh.
"Okay, okay, Freya. Serious time now." He grinned at her over his shoulder. "Unless Freya helps Herryk pick out clothes, she will be going in terrible outfits." It was lucky for Herryk that he generally wore the same variation of clothing, or else he'd be in big trouble. Sense of fashion? Zilch.
"Besides, that laughing can not be good for Freya's belly."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:15 pm
It wasn't. He couldn't see the bandages, but they were seeping with red.
"Okays. Fine." She said, despite still laughing. "Opens the closet, and I will tells yeh which to takes out. Easy enough, yes?"
She took the pair he had rubber banded at her, and tucked it away. That pair was not going on the trip - she would laugh every minute she wore it, if she did.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:22 pm
Brushing his hair back from his face as he turned to the closet, Herryk opened the closet. He stood to the side to await orders.
"Herryk can manage this," he grinned at the valkyrie. "Easy enough."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:38 pm
"The blue dress, the black dress, the gold and black combo, and the white mini on the sides there." She pointed each out as she said it, and then paused in thought. "Aiya.. puts the black jeans in too, in case we do anythings that I needs pants for. And.. do yeh thinks I should bring the red dress?"
The red dress was, to say the least, the most scandalous of all of them. It looked like a party dress.
"Maybe if Sif forces us to go to some bachelorettes party while we're there.. ja, put it in."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:00 pm
Herryk did as she ordered, though he paused to gaze at each outfit before carefully tossing it in the bag. He paused for a long, long time when she mentioned the red dress, a mischievous grin toying with his mouth.
"Herryk would like to see Freya in this dress," he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth and gave her a slow wink. She was going to KILL him when he showed up at the train station, wasn't she?
Looking at the dress, it would assuredly be worth it.
"What is this ah... bachelorettes party?" The red dress was carefully tucked away inside the bag.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:10 pm
There was the playful boil she had fallen for that first day they'd gone out together. Freya felt better already. She snuggled into her bed happily, letting out a little sigh of happiness. "Okays, I will play dress up Freya for yeh when I comes back, and lets yeh pick out all my outfits to try on. Or we can go shoppings for new dresses and yeh can buys me the wants yeh likes on me." That was a bad idea Herryk, do not agree to take a woman shopping. Do not agree to take a woman shopping.
"Bachelorette parties are a party to celebrates the last day the bride is beings single. Drinkings, dancings, naked mens, silly things like that. Sif did not tells us she was having one, but never hurts to be prepared!"
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