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psa
Sorry to say, I have not gotten my muse back for these characters.
I still love them to bits, so I'll never delete the blog. Plus, there's
too many beautiful people here that I could just never leave. So,
I'm going on an indefinite hiatus. I strongly recommend that if you
want to interact with me or just talk and stuff, you can find me on
here or here, or my personal blog.
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" oh have you now?
I am flattered, how much is 'so much'? "
❝My love!
I missed you so much.❞
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" Surprise?
Welcome home "
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" Let me get wasted in peace? "
He doesn't know who it is. He's wasted
beyond reason and has no intention in
speaking to anyone.
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❝C'mon, they don't look t h a t bad.
Plus, my eyes feel like they're about to drop out of my skull so there's t h a t ❞
"Babe you look like a douche bag please take them off." Manny begged.
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❝ Ain't gonna stop the light for murdering my eyes ❞
It was his own fault and he knew it. Lucas never did
tackle hangovers very well.
❝but t’eres nu’ sun in tu’ indoors. ❞
maybe he just has sensitive eyes, like his stomach. or maybe he really hates lights.
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❝ What? Wearing shades indoors is perfectly ordinary ❞
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❝Oh how you wound me, you sly temptress.
You need to make up for my disappointment ❞
❝Too bad, I’ve already done my shower…❞
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idk, in internet explorer the small text works, but in chrome it does not.
I don't like this at all.
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How was she doing this?
Alton was far from inexperienced in this field. Actually,
he had occupied himself with this field and little else for
years, and n e v e r had a partner done his to him. Move
his very soul. Soul and passion was what Alton had always
lacked. Well, not always, but the past should say where it
belongs; there was no room in his thoughts for the past.
Everything she did made him want things he's
never wanted before.
He moved his hands up and down her thighs, feeling
her skin temperature rise against his touch. Her words
dulled his mind of everything that was not her.
Touching her. Wanting her. Having her for his
own. For the first time he could imagine himself with a
future. With her.
He caressed her thighs and hooked his hands in a grip
by her knees so that he could hike them higher on his
waist; granting him better access to her. He was feeling
the familiar pressure, the heat of pleasure.
' Not yet ' he thought. He wanted to give
her everything first. He wanted to please her,
make her feel the pleasure granted to them.
He wanted to mirror her words. He heard the words in
his mind. I love you. They were on his lips. They were in
his heart and his soul. But still not spoken. He made a
frustrated moan at his pathetically crippled emotional tendencies.
" --and I you " he said honestly.
He was in love with her. He wasn't going to like that.
He was moving quicker, the air around them hotter
than the sun, burning his lungs. His veins were on fire, and
his blood felt like boiling; hearing his heart beating in his ears.
He started to say her name, quicker and quicker. Her
name on his lips like a mantra, like a prayer.
He had really fallen for her. That was going to complicate things.
As she continued to take in every detail of his finger in her
mouth, Snow lets go of anything that’s holding her to want
him even more. The fairest can never deny it anymore———
she is definitely head over heels for him, and she swore—-
that she will do whatever that he wants, just as long as he’s
happy. So she’ll show him that he wants every part of him
inside of her, show her things she has never known until now.
Her body was calling out to him, and at the same time, melting
as his gaze fixated upon her. She knew so much that no one
could ever look the way Alton looked at her. In his gaze, she
could feel the hunger from him towards her and this made her
heart race. Then she felt him in her and her temperature suddenly
rise up its highest point, along with the feeling of a little sting. It
was a good kind of pain. Her moan turned into a mild scream of
pleasure as she said his name in the most lustful voice she could
muster. Slender arms now wrapped him, as the pleasure that
the friction his body gives increases. Nails then sunk through the
skin of his back as she bit her lip. ❝Y-yes… I’m okay… I love you
so much Alton…❞ Snow whispered to his ear, as she gasped air
trying to move her hips with his to increase the friction. Out of the
the blue, her lips found his shoulder and began kissing it and even
letting her tongue taste the sweat accumulating there.
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;;ooc
I got to go. I'll be on later!
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❝ No, no, no, Little lady. I said being awake is overrated.
taking a shower with you could technically count as a dream ❞
❝Just go back to bed… Didn’t you say
getting out of bed is overrated?❞
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❝ Shower?
--you sly little minx of a woman,
you know just how to catch my attention, don't you? ❞
❝Okay fine… You’re totally not going to join me
in the shower…❞
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❝No. I refuse. You can not make me.
---being awake is severely overrated ❞
❝Stop being a kid! Get up. Or I will drag you…❞
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