Outside Room 529, Friday After 5th Period

[weetuskenraider]

With Hurley at work today, Tahiri had agreed to meet Ben back at her room after class on the grounds that there were no trees there. Well, it had seemed like a good plan at the time.

Except for the fact that her key was sticking and she couldn't get the door unlocked.

This could be a problem . . . and she'd forgotten to take the neighbors into account, too.

Bad Jedi.

[OOC: For the boy. And someone else. Ahem.]

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[momslilassassin]

Ben went...well, it wouldn't be polite to say "racing", even though it was...up to Tahiri's room after dumping his robe in his own room. He slowed down as he got closer. "Problems?" he asked, moving to wrap his arms around her from behind.

[weetuskenraider]

"Kriffing lock," Tahiri grumbled. "Why's it have to pick now of all times to be a pain?"

Honestly, it shouldn't have been that hard, but now she was extra distracted, and leaning back into him.

[momslilassassin]

"Because it hates us," Ben said, moving her hair to drop kisses against her neck. This new angle had him contemplating all sorts of things he'd be mortified to think about later.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri would probably die later when she remembered this, but she sort of forgot all about the lock and reached back to run a hand through his hair. "Well, it's a perfectly nice door," she mumbled hazily.

[momslilassassin]

"So breaking it down would be excessive," he declared as his skin went all goosebump-y. He nipped at her earlobe, hoping to have the same effect on her.

[weetuskenraider]

Oh, definitely. And Tahiri really wasn't thinking about who was next door, much less caring right now, because there were goosebumps and Ben and her imagination was really active all of a sudden. She trailed her fingers along his jaw and shivered. "That'd be awful. It could be useful."

[momslilassassin]

"I can think of a few uses for it," Ben growled near her ear.

He was going to be mortified to think of that later.

[weetuskenraider]

"That's one of the things I like about you," Tahiri managed to gasp as she turned her head to kiss him.

And maybe try to tug him closer toward the potentially very useful door.

She was stocking up on major embarrassment for the very near future.

[momslilassassin]

Ben was more than happy being manhandled that way, letting out a little sigh as the door thumped against his back. More important things--like kissing Tahiri--to deal with.

Lesser things, like being in the hallway, would come later. Yes. Beacon of logic and sanity was our Ben.

[weetuskenraider]

It was debatable whether Tahiri would be more embarrassed by manhandling Ben that way, by the fact that she liked it, or by just how applicable that word was to what she did.

She so wasn't trying to climb him, either. It just looked like that.

Hallway? What hallway?

[momslilassassin]

Ben would worry about the implications later. For now he was too busy kissing her, and trying to lift her up a bit, to care about, you know, being in the hallway.

[weetuskenraider]

Well, how different was being in the hallway from being by the campfire, anyway? Aside from how Tahiri's hands didn't usually do this much wandering all those other times. Details. She was starting to think clothes were an obstacle, and that was going to be absolutely horrifying to think about later.

[momslilassassin]

"This jumpsuit have evil buttons to match the evil lock?" he mumbled between kisses.

[weetuskenraider]

"I haven't tested it yet," Tahiri said, the words muffled by, you know, how occupied she was kissing him. "We should do that, huh?"

Wow, she should be blushing a lot more about saying that.

[momslilassassin]

"Definitely," Ben said, swallowing hard and sliding his hands along her sides.

[weetuskenraider]

It had not yet occurred to Tahiri that the clothing test might be difficult when she was all but wrapped around Ben, no. She liked being where she was, especially when he was doing that thing with his hands that was way more innocent than the reaction it got out of her today. "So what's the holdup then?"

[momslilassassin]

"Working on it," he said, sounding a little breathless as his fingers went up to the top button.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Look, Katchoo had had a godawful day yesterday and a nervewracking talk with Sarah this morning, and the last thing she needed to see on her way up to her room (the roof was probably a bad idea again today) was people making out up against a door.

"What the hell's wrong with the other side of the door?" she yelled from halfway down the hall.

[momslilassassin]

Ben jumped about a foot into the air and nearly dropped Tahiri.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri let out an annoyed growl and tried to pull him closer again. "Ignore her," she muttered to Ben.

Because that would be easy.

[momslilassassin]

Ben blinked. "She looks kinda pissed," he murmured. The growling? Totally hot.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Oh, geez, it's you," Katchoo grumbled. "Do the words 'get a room' mean anything to you?"

[momslilassassin]

"We're trying," Ben whined.

Just not really hard.

[weetuskenraider]

"Don't you have somewhere else you can be? We're busy!" Tahiri yelled down the hallway. She growled again, grabbed a handful of Ben's shirt, and stretched up to kiss him hard.

That made it a little difficult to see Katchoo grabbing a bucket from the storage closet and stalking into the bathroom.

[momslilassassin]

Ben rocked back a little against the door, all thoughts of growly blondes completely gone from his mind.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Not for long, sadly.

"I SAID, GET A ROOM! GOD!"

In case the yelling wasn't emphatic enough, maybe the bucket of cold water would be.

[momslilassassin]

Ben let out an absolutely stunned squawk of protest. "Hey!"

[weetuskenraider]

"No fair!" Tahiri exclaimed -- oooh, Ben in wet clothes, but still, cold. "It's not my fault the door's stuck!"

[momslilassassin]

"What she said," Ben replied, glaring.

And dripping. But mostly glaring.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"First the preserve last night, now the hallway? Never woulda figured you for an exhibitionist, Tiny Creepy Kid," Katchoo said, ignoring Ben. "Geez, go do that on someone else's floor at least, not mine."

[momslilassassin]

"She lives here," Ben said icily. "And she's not tiny or creepy."

He was not without creepiness himself right now.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

No, he really wasn't, and between the two of them Katchoo actually had enough sense to back down. "Keep thinking that, kid. Don't make me come back out here with a refill," she grumbled, and stalked the rest of the way down the hall.

[momslilassassin]

Ben buried his head against Tahiri's shoulder and let out an embarrassed laugh. "Should we try the lock again?"

[weetuskenraider]

"She scares me." Tahiri leaned into him with a half-hysterical giggle; it wasn't like they could get any more soaked. "This was a dumb idea. We should've gone somewhere else. But hearing you defend me was kind of hot."

Yes, she'd add saying 'hot' to the ever-growing list of reasons to be mortified.

[momslilassassin]

"Hot, huh?" he repeated. "I wasn't doing it for that."

Well, not entirely.

[weetuskenraider]

"Uh huh," she said, grinning, and still standing right in the middle of a big huge puddle of water. "Have I never mentioned how hot you are before?"

[momslilassassin]

"...no," Ben said, thinking back.

[weetuskenraider]

"I've been slacking, then," Tahiri decided.

Pulling him against the door again seemed like a good idea, until she leaned right into the key that was still in the lock.

". . . ow."

[momslilassassin]

"We are really having terrible luck with this," Ben said, pursing his lips.

[weetuskenraider]

"Yeah." Tahiri groaned and leaned her head against his chest. "Maybe this isn't supposed to happen. That's so not fair."

Especially considering what she kept picking up from next door. Gah.

[momslilassassin]

Ben was trying really hard not to notice that, thanks.

"Everyone else gets to," he whined.

[weetuskenraider]

They'd be glad about this later. Right now it just sucked.

"Maybe we'll have better luck tomorrow," Tahiri offered, not terribly optimistically.

[momslilassassin]

Ben leaned his forehead against hers. "You know it's not because I don't want to," he said.

[weetuskenraider]

"I know." Even if it was squelchy, Tahiri reached out to wrap her arms around him. "Maybe we should get changed and go find somewhere quieter. Without trees and cranky people."

[momslilassassin]

"So...another planet, then?" Ben only sort of teased. "I'm going to get changed. Don't go anywhere too far without me?"

[weetuskenraider]

"I'll come down and meet you at your room in a little bit," Tahiri suggested. "And I'm not really thinking about you getting changed right now, really."

Uh huh.

[momslilassassin]

Ben laughed a little self-consciously. "Yeah, I'm not thinking about you either," he lied, then leaned in for a slightly frantic kiss.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri clung to him a little bit fiercely and looked crestfallen when she let go. "Okay. Um. I'll see you in a little while, then?"

After she let out some of her frustration on a convenient target. Poor John and Jaina.

[momslilassassin]

Ben nodded before he squelched trotted down the hallway again.