Sixth lecture -- video

[lordsexybritches]

[When the feed turned on, it was past the dark hour, and the video only showed Lord El-Melloi lying in bed on side, apparently sleeping. How the phone's camera had turned on at all was a mystery; it certainly wasn't him.]

[For a few moments, that's all that happened. Just Waver, sleeping.]

[Then, across the bed, something slowly rose up over his bedside. Something long, pink, and suspiciously ahoge-shaped.]

[Hovering over Waver was a certain British privateer, grinning ear-to-ear down at him.]

[An uncomfortable expression briefly passed over his face, as though he could feel her eyes on him, and then his eyes opened. He looked confused for a moment and turned over.]

[And screamed. A suspiciously high-pitched one.]

[The feed cut out.]

Comments

[hellburner]

[oh baby make the ukeface for me...]

Yes~?

[lordsexybritches]

[woman you have not even seen his uke faces yet]

Let go of me or I swear to God I will pour this tea on you!

[hellburner]

You're English, you wouldn't waste good tea like that.

[lordsexybritches]

[...Touche.]

I've half a mind to do so anyway. Now, let go of me so that I can pour, and for God's sake put a shirt on.

[hellburner]

Fiiiiiine.

[She'll just wander off to stuff her chest into one of your shirts, Waver.]

[lordsexybritches]

[It'll probably only fit if she puts on a button-down and doesn't do up half the buttons.]

Mad bloody woman.

[And when she comes back, he's just going to stare. And forget that he was pouring, so now there's an overflowing cup and tea on his countertop.]

[hellburner]

[Eeeeeexactly.]

Idiot, what do you think you're doing wasting perfectly good tea like that?!

[lordsexybritches]

...What?

[He tore his eyes away from Rider's large tracts of land, and only then noticed that he was spilling his tea.]

Fuck! [He'd just be grabbing a hand towel to clean that up, now. It was a shame to waste good tea, but there was always more tea-- Rider would not be standing there in that shirt forever.]

[hellburner]

[SO DISAPPROVING, WAVER.]

[lordsexybritches]

Here, just... drink your bloody tea.

[He is going to keep his eyes firmly above the collarbone, because dear God woman, you're going to put someone's eye out.]