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Hey, it's Pidge. Can't answer right now-- Rover quit it! --so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can.
Rover, what did I say--?!?!

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[Lance hums against the flesh in his mouth, lips curled into a disbelieving smirk before pulling off of Pidge with a soft pop.]

You're lying right now, sure, but it's still a shitty one that I know isn't true.

[He wonders how long she can keep this act up. After all, he's barely begun working his way across her body and right now, he slides a hand down her ribs and along her hip, slipping those long fingers under her waistband.]

You might as well give it up now, Katie. We all know I'm the winner here.

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[Oh but that's unfair. On top of the heat of his mouth and fingers on her skin he has to go and use her real name and it's just plain unfair. She always gets a stupid little thrill at hearing him call her 'Katie' and bringing it to the bedroom feels like cheating. But dammit all, she is not going to submit over that. She's too much of a troll and definitely way too stubborn in general to give Lance that satisfaction.] N-No. [She has to try to clear her throat and quickly wet her lips to try to get rid of that needy tremor in her voice. Don't mind the way her hips buck up ever so slightly to give him more room to slip past her underwear.] I'm-- not losing that easy...