The Axis My World Turns On

Hello Sunshine

A/N: HEY, GUYS! LONG TIME NO SEE! 

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            How do people shave without cutting their...everything? Laura's been slowly running a razor over her body for an hour and a half trying her hardest not to nick any major areas Carmilla may see, or touch. She rushed home after agreeing to meet with Carm and her bathroom has been steaming ever since. Between showering, washing her hair and shaving, she's surprised to even see through the haze. The steam makes her skin feel rejuvenated as she dries herself and lotions up. Dab and blot. Repeat. Her underwear resists her urge to get them on thanks to the water in the air, putting her on the rather uncomfortable business end of a draft the second she opens the door.

"Heavens to Betsy!" She squeals, yanking the blanket off her bed, wrapping it around her torso. Her eyes catch the time, and she nearly chokes on a gasp. "Sweet Slimy Slytherins! I'm gonna be late!"

The clock reads a quarter to six, and she hasn't even gotten dressed yet. Her closet is gutting out onto the floor in mixes of colors and fabrics and occasions, and she's half naked in a blanket with minutes to spare before she must leave. She can't help but question if she's any match for the avalanche at her floor. Only one way to find out. Laura shrugs and rips the blanket off her shoulders.

Her fingers claw at the pile, mentally putting pieces together, tossing potential outfits on the bed. Carmilla told her to wear something easily removable, but should she let herself be taken so quicky again? She practically handed herself over to Danny on a Hollis-sized platter and it caused more harm than good. Though she maybe shouldn't have slept with Danny to begin with. Definitely shouldn't have. Danny aside, is that how she should go about this? Should she slip on something Carmilla will have no problem slipping off? Giving her a challenge and watching her squirm sounds much more like fun.

Who is she kidding? Who's to say something's even going to happen tonight? They'll probably go about he night helplessly teasing one another as always. Carmilla will make an obviously sexual comment that Laura will respond to innocently, but then accidentally something come out of her mouth that puts an O-shape to Carmilla's lips. She loves that look. It puts a picture to feeling. Now if only she could pick the outfit to match...

Carmilla had just finished pouring two glasses of wine when she hears a knock at the door, meaning Laura has finally arrived. A smile fills her face as she checks the perfection of her outfit and swiftly heads over to let Laura in.

"Oh, you sneaky little creampuff." She groans as she takes Laura in.

During one of the many forced trips to the mall, Carmilla sat outside a dressing room for 20 minutes playing Subway Surfers while Laura stood in a mirror contemplating over three dresses. She refused to come out until she rated them from 'favorite' to 'wearable'. This dress is the dress she chose as wearable. All three dresses looked stunning, but this one...this one was perfect. Carmilla never forgot sitting there as Laura walked through the curtain, barely in her vision behind the officer trying his best to catch up to her gravity shoes. She glanced up, saw Laura, and tossed her phone in the nearest chair as her character ran right into an incoming train and splattered across the screen.

It was one of the rare occasions Carmilla saw Laura in red. She noticed Laura liked to save red for specific occasions. She did it with her favorite red dress at her tent and picnic apology and here is another. Laura wears the color so rarely; sure it isn't her best color. Carmilla disagrees.