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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"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.

Pressing down on his wrists, Bond attempted to wriggle in closer to properly pin Fraser.

And Fraser arched up, trying to knock Bond off balance with leg and knees since his arms were useless.

Bond rolled onto his side, hoping to be able to catch Fraser's legs that way.

"Frisky," Fraser muttered, trying to come up off the bed to get some leverage but flailing a bit when his legs were taken out of the equation.

"You know it," Bond murmured, leaning in to kiss him.

"You can be on top," Fraser said, tilting his head up and kissing the---person who wasn't Robin.

Finally, his eyes opened and...that wasn't Robin.

"You're not Robin!" he shouted, trying to scramble away.

Shockingly, Bond was also trying to get to the opposite side of the bed to Fraser as quickly as possible. "You're not Ve-...you're not!"

"No, I'm not," Fraser said, flailing a bit and nearly falling off the bed. "Oh my god. What just happened?"

"Nothing we particularly want to talk about, I don't think," Bond replied. He would have been the picture of dignity if he hadn't fallen off the bed at that moment.