That's not a bad idea. [ He whispers back, suddenly realizing that they may not be alone, that they could easily be found on the couch in the common area. He shifts, just enough to move his hands to under her thighs, carefully avoiding any implication ( but his mind drifts just a second), and lifts her up as he stands. He helps position her thighs around his hips, smiling a bit as he starts to carry her off. ]
Hold on. We'll go to my room.
[ Not that it was closer, or more convenient, but simply because it was just the first place he thought of when it was to get somewhere more private. ]
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Hold on. We'll go to my room.
[ Not that it was closer, or more convenient, but simply because it was just the first place he thought of when it was to get somewhere more private. ]