Truth or Dare

Title: Truth or Dare

Rating: Probably NC-17

Pairing: Jubilee/Kitty

Fandom: Movieverse, post X2

Summary: The students play “truth or dare”, which develops into something much more serious.

Disclaimer: Marvel and 20th Century Fox own them, not me. This story is not for profit.

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A/N: In case you didn’t know already, this is a femslash story. That means girl-on-girl action. If that’s not your thing, stop reading now. Others may proceed. Also, I have included a few characters from the comics, that may be coming in the next movie. And I’m sorry if I didn’t get Remy’s accent totally right, but I have never written him before.

And thank you, Nick, for the beta. You’re great! *hugz*

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“Jubilee, truth or dare?” Rogue asked her friend.

Most of the older students at the Xavier-institute were sitting in a ring on the floor in the room Kitty and Jubilee shared. Just to be social, Kitty had invited her friends to a little “late-night party” (without the teachers’ knowledge of course, since according to them all little students should already be asleep at this time of night.)

It had been Jubilee’s idea to play “truth or dare” but she was already starting to regret it. She was sure her friends would do their best to embarrass her in front of everybody.

Dare was lethal, and truth…well, it wasn’t lethal, but it could sure as hell be embarrassing.

“Truth!” she sighed.

Rogue smiled wickedly. She whispered something to Bobby, her boyfriend, and the other mutant nodded encouragingly.

Rogue turned back to her friend. “Jubes, are you a virgin?” she asked, and was immediately met by raging roars of laughter from the other students.

Jubilee could feel she was blushing, and didn’t know what to say. Of course she was a virgin, but that was hardly something she wanted to share with half the school.

“That’s personal,” she muttered and gave Rogue a murdering stare. How dare she?

“Hey, you gotta answer the question!” Kitty exclaimed. “Don’t think we’ll let you back out now! This was your idea! If you don’t like your ideas, stop having them!”

The others in the room, including Bobby and Rogue, booed at her.

“Why don’t you tell us first? Are you a virgin?” she snapped at Rogue, feeling more than a little annoyed by now.

“*I* asked *you*,” Rogue said. “Now don’t be a coward, Jubie.”

The Asian mutant sighed. It seemed like she wasn’t getting away, after all. “Yeah, I’m still a virgin,” she snapped. “Happy?”

“Why?” Bobby asked.

“That’s none of your business!” Jubilee replied. “And I only needed to say yes or no. Not why, or who I’d done it with, et cetera.”

“But you just said you hadn’t done it,” Kitty remarked.

Jubilee rolled her eyes. Why was everyone fucking with her tonight? “That would mean *if*, you moron!” she sighed. “Now let’s drop this. Is it my turn to ask someone?”

“Y’ know, Remy can help you wit’ ‘tat thing, petite,” Remy grinned at her across the room. He was one of the newest students at the school, but even though he hadn’t been there very long, he was a shameless flirter, who – literally – tried to charm the pants of every girl he met.

“Sorry Rems, but not this time,” she replied, smiling back at him sharply.

“Let me know if y’ change your mind,” Remy said with a suggestive wink.

“Thanks, I’ll remember that,” Jubilee sneered sarcastically. “Now, is it my time to ask?”

“Yeah, ask someone,” Rogue said.

“Okay… Bobby,” she decided. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” Bobby grinned boldly, secretly hoping Jubes would assign him something that involved Rogue.

Jubilee realized this, of course, and decided to pay Rogue back in her own coin for what she did earlier.

“Okay, Bobby,” she said casually, “I want you to kiss Rogue. For at least five seconds,” she added then to make sure there would be an effect.

Rogue looked dismayed. “No, not that! If we kiss I’ll be walking around with a frosty breath for hours!” she exclaimed.

Bobby, on the other hand looked excited. He didn’t get many opportunities to kiss his girlfriend (mostly they just did things with their clothes on, without actual skin contact) so this was something he’d do gladly. So what if Rogue got a frosty breath?

“Consider yourself kissed,” Jubilee said smugly.

“You’re supposed to dare *him* not me!” Rogue objected. “Really, Jubes! You’re a bitch!”

“Yeah, of course I am, I’m a virgin!” Jubilee grinned maliciously. “This is your price for finding out! Now kiss her, Bobby!”

Bobby captured Rogue’s lips in a kiss before she could recoil, and she immediately felt the power transfer. Rogue’s lips grew cold, and finally her whole face, and when their five seconds (or was it six?) had passed, she wasn’t much warmer than a snowman. When she exhaled her breath came out in a frosty cloud, just like she feared.

“I’m an ice princess!” she whispered. “I’ll get you for this, Jubilee!”

Jubilee just giggled innocently, but couldn’t quite conceal her vindictive mood.

“That served you well,” she told Rogue. “And Bobby seems to agree with me.”

Rogue spun around to look at her boyfriend, who was sitting there with a sheepish smile on his lips, and she angrily punched her gloved fist into his stomach.

“This isn’t funny, you dork!” she hissed. “Just wait until we get outside!”

“Ouhh, I’ll be waiting, alright…” Bobby cooed teasingly, angering Rogue even more.

Still annoyed, but aware that she couldn’t do anything about it right now, Rogue chose to ignore the comment. She just glared at Bobby, and turned away from him again. He’d get what he deserved, but now was not the time.

“So, it is my turn to ask someone,” she stated, trying to find a way to get her revenge on Jubilee. She couldn’t dare Jubilee, since Jubilee had asked her, so her only alternative was to pay her back through someone else.

“Yeah, but you can’t ask me,” Jubilee pointed out. “And besides, you started it!”

“I know that,” Rogue said. “In fact, I don’t even *want* to ask you. Consider this stupid banter over.”

“Gladly,” Jubilee said dryly. “We’re even now, right?”

“I suppose we are.”

Rogue threw her bro brown hair over her shoulder while she feverishly thought of who to ask, and what kind of punishment she would give Jubilee. Her breath still came out as steam, and provoked some of the students into laughing. Rogue ignored them with a chilly look.

“So… Kitty,” she decided. “It’s your turn now, sugah. Truth or dare?”

Kitty looked excited. This was the first time anyone asked her. She wasn’t sure whether to choose truth or dare – both could be dangerous, but somehow dare was worse. You could always lie of someone asked you an embarrassing question, but if someone dared you, you had no choice but to do what you’re told.

“Dare,” Kitty replied proudly. She wanted to show everyone she wasn’t sissy little Katherine Pryde any longer, but a mature, 17-year-old woman, who wasn’t afraid of challenges.

Some of her friends cheered at her choice, but neither Jubilee nor Rogue were amongst them. Jubilee was not sure Rogue had simply “forgotten” their banter, and figured she might do her best to get her revenge as soon as possible.

“So, Kitty, you’re sure about your choice?” Rogue asked wickedly.

“Very,” Kitty claimed. “Now dare me!”

“Alright. Kitty, I dare you to compare your tits with Jubilee’s and show us who’s got the biggest!”

For a while Kitty’s face looked like an aspirin tablet – white and crumbly. It was obviously something she hadn’t expected at all, and her cocky, confident attitude was suddenly gone.

“What?” she managed to say after a while. “You actually… Marie, are you serious?”

“Yes, dead-serious,” Rogue stated casually. “Lift up your shirts and show us who’s got the biggest boobs. Now.”

Jubilee thought she’d choke when she heard it. She should have guessed! Why did Kitty have to be so stupid and choose dare? Didn’t the little chit realize Rogue was planning her revenge, and would do anything to get it?

Kitty and Jubilee looked at each other across the room, both looking dismayed. Were they really going to *do* it? Frankly, neither of them knew who actually *was* bigger, but that didn’t matter very much now. Rogue had dared Kitty to compare her boobs with Jubilee’s.

The boys present in the room started to cheer, and soon they were chanting in unison.

“Show us! Show us! Show us! Show us! Show us!”

Kitty felt her face become red. She didn’t know what would be worse: running (or phasing) out of the room, and listening while her friends called her a coward for months after this, or simply swallowing the bitter pill and going through with the dare – although she needed Jubilee to do that.

Jubilee noticed Kitty’s split emotions. She thought about the same things herself, and knew what kind of responses they would get if they refused, but there was no way IN HELL she was going to show her breasts to these guys!

“I’d rather drop dead!” she snarled, giving Rogue a murderous stare. The boys immediately started booing at her, and gave her two thumbs down.

“Con, on, girls, it’s just a dare!” Warren, a mutant with bird’s wings called.

“Just a dare? Fuck off!” Jubilee snapped. “What if someone dared you to show us your dick? Would you do it?”

Warren shrugged. “Well, it depends. I might.”

“Bullshit!”

“I bet you’re both so small you don’t *dare* show us!” Bobby laughed, and the others, especially the boys, agreed.

That was too much for Jubilee. She bounced up, approached Kitty, and pulled her up to her feet.

“Take your shirt off,” she ordered her friend and roommate. “We’ll show them who’s biggest!”

Jubilee herself started unbuttoning her purple cotton shirt and got it off in no time. Rage had given her courage, and she barely noticed eight pairs of eyes on her while she was standing there, stripped to the waist, except for a tiny strapless bra.

Kitty was more hesitant. All she wanted was to sink through the floor – literally – but she knew Jubilee would kill her if she did that.

“Come on, show us your “pryde”!” Warren called, giving the girls two thumbs up now.

“If you won’t take your shirt off, I’ll do it for you!” Jubilee hissed at her roommate.

“Okay, I’ll do it…” Kitty squeaked and started to unbutton her blouse. The boys – especially Remy – cheered loudly when she pulled the garment off, and exposed her still quite flat chest. Kitty wore a bra, white, plain and simple; not very sexy, but that was never her intention. Jubilee was also quite flat, which was comforting in a way, knowing that she wasn’t the only small-boobed girl at the school.

Jubilee wondered how long twoulwould have to stand there before everyone’s critical eyes. Some of the boys were practically salivating, and Jubilee felt a strong urge to kick them all in the groin. Kitty wasn’t comfortable either, and they both wished this embarrassing performance would end soon.

“So, who’s got the biggest?” Rogue asked matter-of-factly.

Bobby frowned, scrutinizing the two girls inquiringly. “Jubes,” he decided.

“No, Kitty!” Warren objected. “Have you no eyes, Bobby?”

“I ‘tink they’re de same,” Remy stated.

“Yeah, it’s a draw!” Warren agreed.

“No, Jubilee,” Bobby persisted. “Look!”

“They have to take off their bras before we can tell properly,” Warren grinned evilly.

“Forget it,” Jubilee snarled. She wouldn’t do it. Thouldould call her a coward for all eternity, and she still wouldn’t do it. It was just too much.

“Never…” Kitty murmured and tried to cover herself with her own arms.

“Come on…” Warren tried. “That’s the only way for us to tell for sure…”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but that was *not* a part of the dare,” Jubilee pointed out. “No one said we had to compare *bare* breasts.”

Bobby, Warren and all the boys sighed disappointedly. No, Rogue had never actually said that, although it would have been yummy.

“Okay, fine, it’s a draw,” Rogue stated. “You can put your shirts back on, girls. I suppose we’re even now.”

Grunting obscenities, Jubilee and Kitty put their shirts on again, and buttoned them hastily. They were both still flushing violently, feeling more embarrassed than ever. Jubilee was going to pay Rogue back for this, but not now. She needed some time to chill out first.

“I don’t think I want to play truth or dare anymore…” Kitty murmured as she settled on her place again. “Can we do something else?”

“I agree with Pryde,” Jubilee said, doing her best to sound cheerful despite the humiliation she felt. “An idea, anyone?”

“Let’s play monopoly,” Kitty suggested.

“Or strip-poker!” Warren countered.

“No, monopoly,” Jubilee retorted. “I’ve had enough of you hormonal sex-maniacs for a while. You’ll see no more naked flesh in this room.”

“You sure?” Bobby said with a wink.

“Don’t count on it.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

After everyone had left, Kitty and Jubilee tried to clean up most of the mess the other students had left behind. If one of the teachers – or worse; Professor Xavier – saw this, they would be in deep shit.

“Horrible evening…” Jubilee muttered while picking up cushions and stuff their guests had sat on.

“Yeah,” Kitty agreed. “But I’m not the one who wanted to play truth or dare!”

“If I’d known they were such pervs, I wouldn’t have suggested it. I won’t make the same mistake twice.”

Kitty looked thoughtful, and suddenly she giggled. “But it was actually kinda fun in a way…” she mused. “Feeling all those eyes on my body… just mine. To be the object of their staring… What can I say, it was fun!”

Jubilee snorted and threw the cushion she was holding back onto the sofa.

“Well, miss Exhibitionist, if I remember correctly, you weren’t the only one on stage!” she pointed out dryly. “Besides you’re being kinky!”

“I’m not…” Kitty objected, although she was actually feeling a bit “kinky”. She had never been looked at before, and certainly not like that, and even though she wasn’t sure she wanted that kind of attention, it felt thrilling, in some weird, kind of dangerous way. She was just old dumb Kitty Pryde, but still…

“They never decided who had the biggest,” she pointed out to see Jubilee’s reaction.

The Asian girl sighed. “That’s because it was a draw,” she moaned. “We’re the same, Pryde. Can we please drop this subject, and…”

“Why couldn’t they decide it?” Kitty nagged, not allowing her friend any escape from the topic. “Was it perhaps because they weren’t given a view good enough? We didn’t take off our bras, after all…”

“Don’t say you regret it!” Jubilee exclaimed and spun around to look into Kitty’s eyes.

But Kitty wasn’t finished yet. She approached Jubilee, and stood right in front of her. They were the same height, the same build, and apparently their boobs were the same size too. They were like two sides of the same coin; one European and one Asian side.

“Wouldn’t you like to know who’s biggest?” she asked challengingly.

Jubilee gave a gasp, and then started laughing wildly. “Kitty! You can’t be serious!” she snorted.

“I’m dead-serious,” Kitty claimed, and didn’t move aside when Jubilee asked her to. “Let’s measure our tits. Right here, and we’ll see who’s bigger.”

Jubilee sincerely thought Kitty had lost her mind, or was successfully losing it, anyway. She stared back at her friend’s face sheepishly, not sure what to expect. When Kitty didn’t budge or start laughing, Jubilee figured she might be serious about her proposal.

“Pryde, you mean that?” she asked, frowning hesitantly.

“Of course. I hope you have a measuring tape here somewhere, because that’s the only way to find out for sure.”

“You’ve lost it.”

Kitty smiled confidently, following Jubilee’s movements when she tried to step aside to walk past Kitty.

“You’re afraid I might be bigger. Admit it!” she challenged.

That was enough. Jubilee dashed to her desk, opened the top drawer, and tore out a measuring tape. She marched back to Kitty, and put it in her open hand.

“Like the hell I am!” she called. “Reality check, girl! Now let’s see if you’re right!”

She struggled out of her shirt, and let it drop to the floor, standing there in her strapless bra again, with her arms in the air.

“You have to take off your bra if I’m going to measure them,” Kitty remarked.

Jubilee didn’t object anymore, but did what she was told, and let her bra fall down as well. After all, she had nothing that *Kitty* hadn’t seen before.

“Okay, measure them,” she said impatiently.

Kitty started her task. She slowly walked around Jubilee, winding the tape measure around her chest, just where her nipples were located. She gently passed her hands over her friend’s breasts, “accidentally” brushing her nipples, and felt them hardening against her palms.

Jubilee’s breathing became ragged and her body responded instantly to the feather light touch. Kitty’s hands felt dry and heated, and the touch – although feather light – burned like fire. She couldn’t have imagined her body was so sensitive to touch, but apparently she was wrong.

Kitty’s hands continued over her naked back, tracing over her beautiful tanned skin. She could hardly feel the tape measure, although it was wound around her ribcage. She could only focus on Kitty’s touch.

Kitty smiled. Jubilee’s hardening nipples were a blatant proof that she did like this, and Kitty thought she might as well let her friend enjoy it. Her touch turned almost into caresses, and the whole measuring-thing had become a secondary element. She lightly passed her hand up Jubilee’s back, caressing her beautiful slim shoulders. From there she continued down again, until she reached the small of Jubilee’s back. The Asian mutant was ticklish and shivered when Kitty’s hands traced her sensitive skin.

Kitty was enjoying it too. She had never touched anyone – save herself – this intimately before, and she liked Jubilee’s response to her touch. She wanted to slide her arms around her friend’s ribcage, and cup her breasts, but she realized Jubilee wasn’t ready for that yet, so she managed to restrain herself.

“Uh-huh… How big was I?” Jubilee suddenly asked, her voice ragged. It *seemed* like Kitty had been doing a lot more than measuring her boobs, but she still wanted to know what the result was.

“Erm…23, 6 inches,” Kitty replied, looking at the place where she had placed her thumb.

“I suppose it’s my turn to measure you, then,” Jubilee pointed out.

“Yeah… Just a second.”

Kitty started taking off her shirt, and her plain, white bra with it. She let them drop just like Jubilee had done, and stood there, stripped to the waist, just like Jubilee.

Kitty’s breasts were very much the same size as Jubilee’s, although her nipples were pink, not chocolate brown. She handed Jubilee the tape measure.

“Turn around,” Jubilee instructed her. Kitty did what she was told, and turned around, holding her arms up. She couldn’t help hoping that Jubilee would “accidentally” brush some of her more sensitive regions, although she didn’t think so. Jubilee wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. Caresses were definitely out of question. And besides, Jubilee was not “into” that kind of stuff. Or was she?

Jubilee tried to act casually when she carefully wound the tape measure around Kitty’s body. She had to make sure that she did this right; the measuring tape needed to be exactly over her nipples. She brushed them briefly, and felt them stiffening in the process. She could also hear Kitty drawing a deep breath, and a shiver wracked her slender frame.

Jubilee couldn’t help grinning to herself. She was only paying Kitty back in her own coin. Hey, this was fun! She had always suspected her roommate was a dyke, or perhaps bisexual, and this was the obvious proof that she was right.

Then what was she? She had always been relatively uninterested in boys, although she hadn’t thought about it until now. She hadn’t paid much attention to girl either, though she felt a lot more at ease now than with someone of the opposite sex.

She decided to take this one step further. She sneaked her arms around Kitty’s ribcage, and cupped her small but taut breasts in her hands. The other girl gasped and instinctively bucked back against Jubilee.

Responsive to touch. Good.

Kitty’s nipples were burning in her hands, becoming impossibly stiff. The tape measure fell from Jubilee’s hands down onto the floor. Neither of them paid any attention to it. This wasn’t about measuring tits any longer. This was girl-on-girl action. Or at least a start.

Kitty’s body grew burning hot in a few seconds, and an equally burning sensation was pooling between her legs. Jolts of pleasure, as sharp and tingling as electricity, shot through her body and almost took out her legs and made her fall. But Jubilee caught her, and she gratefully leaned back against her friend, feeling the other mutant’s tongue on her exposed neck.

That, together with the wonderful work Jubilee was doing on her nipples, was the most erotic thing Kitty – old dumb Pryde – had ever experienced. She could feel Jubilee’s erect nipples against her back, and tried to turn her head to kiss her.

Their lips met in a passionate yet tender kiss. They had both closed their eyes; eyesight was something unnecessary in a case like this, where touch and sensation was so much more important.

Slowly Jubilee started passing her hands further d alo along Kitty’s flat belly, until they reached the waistband of Kitty’s jeans.

This was a crucial moment. She could imagine that Kitty’s sex was burning as badly as hers, yet she wasn’t sure Kitty wanted her to go further. She froze for a moment, awaiting her friend’s reaction to her actions.

Kitty desperately wanted to lose the rest of her clothes. When she felt Jubilee’s hands on her jeans, she desperately hoped she would start disrobing her, but it seemed like Jubilee didn’t want to take this further.

Disappointment swelled inside Kitty, and she whispered hoarsely, “D…Don’t you want to…?”

“Are you sure?” Jubilee whispered back in her ear. Her voice was hushed, aroused, and her soft lips and warm breath caressed Kitty’s neck like a warm summer breeze. She was so close… Closer than Kitty ever thought she’d be.

“Yes, take off my clothes…” Kitty whispered back. “Now.”

Jubilee needed no further encouragement. She unzipped Kitty’s pants and started working them down her slender hips. Kitty helped her by wriggling until her jeans were down around her ankles, and all she wore now were small white panties.

Plain white panties, just like her bra. No black thong there! Obviously Kitty hadn’t planned anything this evening, anyway. No, why would she?

Jubilee kneeled before Kitty, and saw a wet spot in the fabric between Kitty’s legs, indicating her arousal. Without hesitation she slid her fingersideside the waistband, and started pulling Kitty’s underwear down. When they lay around her ankles together with her jeans, and her brown pubic bush was fully visible, Jubilee stood up and kissed Kitty’s lips. She wrapped her left arm around her friend’s now-naked body and slid her right hand in between them.

She found Kitty’s impossible wet cleft in the fraction of a second, and started stroking her nether lips with her fingers. Kitty’s hands balled into fists and her whole body jerked spasmodically when Jubilee found her clit and rubbed it teasingly. She came hard, flexing her sleek inner muscles when the sudden, strong orgasm hit her, and nearly saw starbursts behind her closed eyelids. It was undoubtedly the best orgasm – and of course the only one so far –she had ever experienced, and it took her aback. Panting heavily, she rested against Jubilee for a while, while her friend tenderly stroked her muddled mane of brown hair.

“Thank you…” she muttered in Jubilee’s ear. “But what about you…”

“Don’t worry,” Jubilee said hastily. “I’m fine. You seem really smashed, and should probably rest.”

But Kitty shook her head. No way. She was going to repay Jubilee for this. If she managed to give back something half as good she would be satisfied. But she was not going to let her friend go without returning the favour.

“Nonsense,” Kitty said resolutely. She had regained some of her strength and managed to stand on her own. “I’ll do the same for you. Be still now, because I’m gonna take off your pants.”

Jubilee opened her mouth to object, but closed it again. She couldn’t object now, not when something so wonderful was awaiting her. She stood still, just as Kitty told her, and let her head fall back when Kitty kneeled in front of her to unzip her pants.

Kitty fumbled quite a long time with the zipper – the orgasm had left her hands very shaky –and sighed in relief when it finally gave in and slid down, allowing her to remove the offending garment. Jubilee also wore plain, ordinary panties, just like her. They were alike in so many ways. She tore them down roughly, hearing the seams crack, but paid no attention to it. All she could focus on was her friend’s black bush of wiry pubic hair, and how badly she wanted to bury her face in that luscious pussy.

But none of that happened now. A sudden sound, which they soon realized was a knock on the door made them both freeze on the spot. They stared into each other’s terror-struck eyes for a moment, before they broke free from the paralysis and rushed to find their clothes.

Shirts, panties and jeans were put on in a matter of seconds, and before they were done, they heard a familiar voice calling to them.

“Kitty? Jubilee Are you there? It’s me, Warren. I think I forgot my wallet in there. Could you please let me in?”

“Uhh… Just a second!” Kitty called back, trying to sound as normal as possible. She failed, of course, but luckily Warren was still on the other side of the door.

She didn’t bother to put on her bra, but simply buttoned her shirt and hoped she looked roughly normal. It was late after all, and they could always claim they were just going to bed.

Kitty opened the door. Jubilee was sitting on her bed, trying to look casual as she skimmed through an old magazine.

“Hi,”ren ren said. “Girls, have you seen my wallet around? I must have forgotten it here earlier…”

Jubilee bounced up and picked up a black leather wallet from the floor, which probably belonged to their late guest.

“Here,” she said flatly and handed it to him. “We weren’t gonna steal it, if that’s what you think!”

Warren simply grinned at her. “I had a great time this evening. I hope we can do it again some time!”

“Yeah. You can hope!” Jubilee said sarcastically. “Now when you have your wallet I suggest you go, because Pryde and I were just going to bed.”

Warren let out a disappointed sigh. “Sure you don’t want company?” he tried.

“Another time, maybe,” Kitty said with a sharp smile. “But not tonight. We’re both smashed!”

“Alright. Bye then. See you in class tomorrow,” the winged mutant said, and left.

They quickly closed the door after he’d gone, and stared at each other in both dismay and relief.

“Shit!” Kitty exclaimed. “That clo close!”

“Yeah,” Jubilee agreed. “And the door wasn’t even locked! He could have just walked in on us, you know.”

“Hmmm…” Kitty agreed. “That would have been a sight!”

“Terrible, if you ask me! We’d been forced to leave the school!”

“The town too,” Kitty filled in.

“And the planet!” Jubilee chuckled.

“Too bad he came in the middle of… I never got the chance to return the favour,” Kitty said regretfully. “I… really would really have liked that.”

“Well…” Jubilee mused. “We’re roommates, Pryde. You can do that some other time. But then we’ll make sure to lock the door first.”

“Great idea, Jubes. Really great.”


The End