Let's Blow Some Shit Up

Name's Keith, an' I'm here to answer some damn questions! So shoot 'em off, an' don' be afraid to ask me any damn thin' ya want! (For th' record, I'm a buddy of Ellis' from L4D2!) *NOTE: I DO NOT FOLLOW PERSONAL ACCOUNTS, only ask and roleplay accounts!*

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poop

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-sings loudly- LEAN ON ME, WHEN YOU'E NOT STRONG. I'LL BE YOUR FRIEND, I'LL HELP YOU CARRY ON. 'CAUSE IT WON'T BE LONG BEFORE I NEED SOMEONE TO LEAAAAN ONN~

SING IT BROTHER

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ask-keith said: BI

yer the best around -sings- no one's ever gonna keep ya down

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i just love my bro so much

-cries with beer-

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CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SOOON, THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DOOONE, LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REEEST, DONT'CHA CRY NO MOOOOREEEE.

I mean uh.

YEAH KANSAS.

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How's the rest of your family doing these days?

They're doin' real good. Not much to report, other than Dave havin' a giant ass. B) But tha's normal.

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If you were to name your hair color something dramatic (like what you'd see on a dye of that color) what would it be?

BURNING FLAMES ON THE SUN UB<

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Do you still get laid these days? Or is it a rare thing with a kid around?

A' COURSE I DO. All th' damn time. B3

We had to get a lock installed on th' door.

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How's the parenting thing going?

It's goin'. BU With Pep goin' to school, things've been quiet in th' mornings. She has a buncha friends now an' she's a lil' social butterfly. I'm tryin' to get over it. BC

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HEY U WAZ UP what have u been up too :3

Jesus, what is this suddenly. BU I've been livin' my life.

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Kave Buri Hamachi!

I’ll be making the video eventually, but…

Just enjoy this for now.

Song - Buri Hamachi

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Keith x Dave (Part 2) Sac Anime Winter 2013

Me & BB

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Keith x Dave (Part 1) Sac Anime Winter 2013

Me & BB ~~LIVIN’ THE DREAM, COSPLAYING OUR RP CHARS~~

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Merry Christmas, y'all.

-flopped over with a cup of coffee- BI

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"Thank God, it's over!"

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Dave moaned quietly from the contact, eagerly meeting his grinding with his own. He hissed quietly as Keith began to part, “An’ when have we ever been good,” he whispered breathily back, pulling him back in to kiss once more.

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"Turnin' yew on is so much fun," Keith growled and shoved Dave roughly onto the mattress with a smirk. His lips traveled down Dave's body and it wasn't long until his husband's jeans were across the room and Keith's mouth was busying itself with something other than teasing.

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"Thank God, it's over!"

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“I’m gonna kick your ass if ya keep repeatin’ me,” he whispered with a laugh, pulling Keith closer to kiss slowly but hotly. Usually he was all for playing hard to get and usually starting it but maybe he got a shot of testosterone and was heated up already too much. He wrapped his leg around Keith’s hip, curved around it perfectly after years of practice.

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"Ooh, I'm real scared," Keith snickered playfully and grasped Dave's head between his hands to kiss him back. He slowly straddled the smaller man and rocked his hips into Dave's once, lips tugging up into a grin as he continued to tease his husband, "Mm, but we should be good~"

He started to pull away again, tugging Dave's bottom lip with his teeth.

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"Thank God, it's over!"

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Dave wanted to be strong, and thought the presence of scraggly hair would do the trick but alas, the fleeting touches were already melting him down. He swallowed thickly, and let out just a tiny little noise of satisfaction. Huffing out through his nose, he looked to Keith with just as much desire now. He sat up and grabbed onto the older man, “Oh yew ain’t gonna stop there~”

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"Oh~? I can do what I want~" Keith murmured, smirking and staring down at his husband, holding back the urge to shudder at the possibilities that loomed in the position that they were in. He badly wanted to shove his own boxers down and get started, but wanted to play this little game of chase too badly to compromise it.