Drabble 1
Pairing: Blair/Jo
Blair was watching Jo from across the room. Her roommate was, as always, repairing or constructing something. This time she was working on some electronics and radio equipment. This wasn't as messy as when she was working on her bike or returning after riding it.
And it offered Blair the chance to watch her from behind the book she pretended to read. At the moment, there was obviously some kind of problem there and Jo had bit her tongue so Blair could see the tip of it. Jo laughed quietly. With the problem solved, Jo wiped her hands on a towel nearby. Like so many times before, Blair admired the brunette's long, slender, and strong fingers that were now buried somewhere deep inside the radio. Blair whimpered as her mind went into overdrive, imagining what those finger could do to her. Blair imagined those fingers on her skin, tracing random patterns her on her body and doing all the things she would never allow her so-called dates to do. A shadow fell upon her and Blair looked up to find Jo standing in front of her, smirking.
"You know Blair. You're never going to finish your homework, if you don't stop day dreamin' about Prince Charles or whoever is your Prince of the day."
Blair bit her tongue and said nothing as Jo turned to go and clean herself up. Blair tilted her head to have a better view of Jo's butt as the brunette walked out of the room. She sighed if only she could tell Jo who her Prince Charming was.
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