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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"You seem like the really twitchy nervous type," Navaan said. "You should probably slut more, see if that calms you down any."

"Do you think you can calm me down?" Stark asked. That was intriguing, honestly. "Are you going to try?"

"Orgasms make people happy," Navaan pointed out. "And more relaxed. I'm a doctor, I know things." She eyed him. "I'll at least give you one or two and see if that helps."

"I'd like to be more relaxed," Stark told her. "I'm not always good at relaxing..."

He realized how that might sound and quickly tried to rectify the situation. "Not like that. I haven't had complaints I just...I'm me. I should stop talking."

"I've got a better idea for what you can do with your mouth besides talking!" Navaan suggested brightly.

That earned her a crooked grin from Stark.

"Let's do that then," he said, standing up. "Before I talk too much."

Navaan nodded. She had a feeling Stark could absolutely fuck up getting sex from even someone as easy as she was with his talking.

"To the back room!" she crowed.

Stark was talented like that, sometimes. But he was also talented in other ways and Navaan would, he hoped, at least not be disappointed.

"The back room," he echoed.

And lo! Off they went!

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