Open RP: Ray and Fraser fall into the common room.

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

So, Ray had been having a good day, and a bad day. First, he'd gotten locked into a room with his partner by a girl who totally had it comin', now.

That's bad.

Then, he figured out he got locked in because someone'd figured out they both had the hotness goin' on for one another. Huh, crazy, right? A bent Mountie? Who woulda thought? Heh. Now all he had goin' on was a Ralph Wiggum voice going 'I bent my Mountie'.

heheh.

Oh, right. That's good.

Then, just as they were about to go for the good stuff, they got out of the secret passage they were stuck in and tumbled, ass-first, into the Gryffindor Common Room, both of them in rather obviously... rumpled clothing.

Uh. That's bad.

Of course, they were closer to a bed now. That's good...

((ETA: The last thread goes NSFW.))

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[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"Damn right you do. And you better be free with the headache cures." Whether that's a neckrub, backrub, or just... oh hello, Fraser's hand... that, there better be a lot of it. "And you're not gettin' me all healthy or anything. I'm still going with coffee when it's light out, and beer when it's not."

There had to be rules, dammit.

[themountie.livejournal.com]

If he were feeling argumentative, he'd point out that getting Ray healthy would take a lot more than weaning him off coffee and alcohol, but Fraser was in a... generous mood. "Mmmhmm," he agreed vaguely, gently pushing Ray onto his back. "As you wish, Ray."

Ray wanted cigarettes; he wanted to keep Ray in bed as long as possible. He had a goal in mind, and Fraser with a goal could be terribly stubborn. Wandering hands and all.