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[Clarice Chatereux]

Cici pouted even more. She could sense the tension grow as the hairs stood up on the back of her neck.
She uncrossed her legs and flung them around to one side, and then quickly stood up.
She turned around with a twist of the head, and, raising an eyebrow, the pout immediately dissapearing from her glossy lips, she murmured, "how nice, sir," and tripped him to the floor.
Before the poor guy could answer, she was already on top of him, snogging him into oblivion...

[Sasha di Angelico]

Sasha was pleasantly surprised by the sudden flurry of motion from the girl, but hadn't quite been expecting the whole tripping thing. He landed a little heavily with a little indignant sound, before there was a body on top of him, and lips all over his own. Ouch, this girl was certainly something. Deceptively innocent, for a start...A little hesitantly at first, he kissed her back, sliding his hands round her neat little waist. After a moment, Sasha pulled away to catch his breath.

"Your name..." he murmured, leaning in close again, "Please, tell me your name."