fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [03/27].

So, this was Summer's first pollen week while single in three years, so she was thinking thigns could get a little interesting at her Caritas shift that evening.

Good interesting? Bad interesting?

(Even worse. not interesting at all??)

She had no idea, so she was trying not to think about it, or build up any expectations, to keep herself simultaneously prepared for everything and for nothing at all. Which left a pretty big, obnoxious knot in her stomach.

Although that could also just be from working in all-too-close proximity of Tino and the realization that, especially without the 'I have a boyfriend!' shield, that could theoretically happen tonight.

Yeah, okay, she was definitely going to just focus on making drinks and slinging jello and insisting this was an absolutely normal Wednesday night, until something started to look decidedly more advantageous for her.

Well, maybe with a little help from the specials tonight. What? She was nothing if not an opportunist.

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Kinky Blow Pop

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Red Headed Slut
Blowjob
Sex on the Beach
Slippery Nipple

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Dean had one moment of hesitation seeing the fangs.... and then instantly dismissed it.

Eight Jello Shots and a night with Eric will do that to a man.

"I usually prefer nurse costumes but I'm willing to give a fruit viking a try," he said with a wicked grin.

"Funny you should say that," Navaan said, her smile only getting bigger. "Cause I'm a doctor."

For realsies!

...And some definition of 'realsies.'

"Well then!" Dean said with a waggle of his eyebrows. "I guess I better get a check up."

"See, and here I was thinking of going down." She saw your eyebrow waggles and raised you fingerguns.

“Well I won’t argue against that but it’s a strange way to take my temperature,” Dean joked… and God help him returned the finger guns.

Pretty sure Caritas was pretty godless tonight.

"Enh, we both know you're hot anyway," she said and leaned over the bar to tap Tino on the shoulder to demand another drink.

Did she have to do it that way? No, but she had a great ass.

And Dean didn’t take his eyes off it as he held up his hand. “Her drink’s on me Tino!”

"What else do you want on you?" Navaan asked, turning around to give him a grin. While remaining bent over the bar, of course.

Look, it wasn't so much that she'd practiced one-liners to hit on everybody with, more like that was how she thought in general.

Still hasn't taken his eyes off that ass, Navaan.

"I think we both know the answer to that."

It was, to reiterate, a good ass. So good, it deserved the reiteration. (And the staring).

"There's a back room. Or your place if you wanna take some time."

She was very flexible, Dean, just saying.

In a number of ways.

“Oh. I think we need time,” he declared. “Tino! A bottle of your cheapest Whiskey please! To go”

Yep. He was still ogling.

Well, one bottle of cheap whiskey and a walk across the island and he wouldn't have to settle for ogling, would he?

Navaan slithered off the bar (she was also very good at slithering, it should be noted) and turned to face him with a grin. "Let's go FLANG!"

"I don't know what that is," Dean replied as he offered Navaan his arm. "But I look forward to finding out."

You would, Dean. You absolutely would.

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