fh_trips | Akumal Beach Resort - Thursday

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spring break 2008: mexico

Akumal Beach Resort - Thursday - Room Post

All the rooms given to the Fandom High party are on the second floor of the building facing the main pool.

All the rooms have balconies, air conditioning, and two double beds. (Except for the chaperones who can either choose to have two double beds or one king size.)

The swans? Have reappeared.

[~~And if you'd do me the favour of waiting for the OCD - all three of you who are awake now to ping in, that is.~~ And the OCD is up!]

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"God, you're a brat," Fraser muttered.

"I'm not the only one," Bond retorted. "Should bend you over my knee and give you a bloody hiding."

"Never tried that before," Fraser mumbled. "Didn't think you like anything more than handcuffs."

"You'd be surprised what I like," Bond murmured. "...just no knotted ropes."

"No ropes at all," Fraser agreed. "You're still a brat and I'll do what I want."

"Not if I find a way to stop you first."

"I'm bigger than you," Fraser said. "I can stop you."

Bond smirked. "I think that's up for debate."

"I can prove it," Fraser said, almost challenging.

"I'd like to see you try," Bond replied.

"Mmm, I don't have to try, I know," Fraser mumbled. "My arms are bigger. I'm taller. I weigh more."

"Lies," Bond said with a chuckle.

"Doubter," Fraser said. "Deluded."

"Chicken."

"Girl."

"Say that again when you're under me."

"No, you'll be under me," Fraser countered. "And barely able to talk."

Bond snorted. "You wish."

"I know," Fraser retorted. "And you know it too. Probably still feel it."

"You'll feel something all right," Bond replied, moving to pin the other person's wrists down.

"You're always so energetic in the mornings," Fraser mumbled before turning a little and straining against the hold. He reached out and shoved the other shoulder blindly.

"It's one of the things you love about me," Bond returned, really in no mood to be shoved. Relying on touch, he slid his leg down to hook around the other's knees.

"It is," Fraser agreed, straightening his leg to make Bond's move somewhat less effective (though still effective) and grabbing for a wrist with the intent of shoving him back against the bed.

"Which is why you won't be too sore when I win," Bond replied, attempting to get enough leverage to flip them over. "I mean you might walk strangely for a while."

Fraser wasn't expecting that and rolled onto his back, bending a knee to prevent Bond from getting the advantage.

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