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I can think of other things you could kiss to make me feel better.

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@cxlbygrant
Can’t be bothered with trying to find me? Poor thing. Do you need me to kiss it to make it feel better?
I can think of other things you could kiss to make me feel better.
I could just cancel the subscription. Give you know choice but to see me more.
You're always out when I want to see you. My hand hurts.
Speaking of large egos, I see you are out of your room for the first time in ages. Needing compliments for a boost of energy?
Why would I ever leave when I have xbox live?
cxlbygrant liked your photo
"You know, you checking me out shouldn’t amuse me so much."
Like your ego needs that kind of boost, Viv.
❝ Uhm, I’m not sure, is it? ❞
No.
"I guess that’s one way to look at it. I just see it as I have one life, so I’m not going to shorten it by testing some of these masters and mistresses. Not that I’ve ever been very good at… breathing in sync. So… what? Sounds to me like if she wasn’t such a tease you would have taken it further. You telling me if you had a hot girl on your lap, wet and ready, you’re survival instincts would kick in before your other instincts?” Just looking at Colby he wasn’t sure if he believed that. “You asking me if I’m a tease? Nah. But I am locked behind these bars, so unless you’ve got a lock pick or up for giving me a hand job through the bars, we’re shit out of luck.”
[He shrugs.] That's your choice, NSYNC. I'm not that much a dick that I'd push this devil-may-care attitude on anyone that actually kind of would like to live to see tomorrow. Me? I probably would've fucked her, yeah, but I would've lived to regret it tomorrow because I have this uncanny knack of surviving this shit. But when you're out, jailbird, find me if you can and we'll talk hand jobs. I'm not doing one across the bars. I am a classy lady.
[Cassie rolled her eyes and shook her head] You’ll do no such thing [she sat next to him and snatched a chip. Plopping it in her mouth she chewed and swallowed] Happy?Â
I would be if you were a baby swallow.
[He nudges the plate closer.] Do you prefer the choo choo train or here comes the airplane?
He’s the exact opposite of you. Seems Viv has the best of both worlds with you two.
No, I probably shouldn’t. I only ran a mile today. I was too tired to do more.
Mm. [He only shrugs, poking his chips around his plate, but his head bounces up when she refuses him.] Seriously? A couple chips ain't going to make you Rosie O'Donnell, Cass. Eat them before I start feeding them to you like a first time mom would feed her baby.
"I don't see.." // [Pre-Claiming]
"You liked that." She smirked against his lips before licking away the blood, growling at his taste. Her eyes are burning gold now as she looks at him, nodding at his question. "Whenever you’ll have me." She moaned, moving against his fingers, coating them with her juices. At the command, she smirked and winked, rolling over on her hands and knees and pressing her ass out, exposing her wet cunt. "You think I don’t know that? Fucked a few wolves beforre you handsome." She winked and bit her lip as he spat on his fingers, feeling the hot, wet digits move along her slit.Â
He hardly gives her the chance to finish her sentence before he's lodging his dick into her, without warning, half way to the hilt. "Fuck," he hisses, but he only gives her a second or two to adjust, to prepare, before he gives her the last few inches and immediately bounces off her ass. His pace, after that, with fingers curled around her hips, is as quick set as the thud of skin off skin is meaty.
Once More With Feeling // Colby & Vivienne
Viv had made it to the bar and while she waited, she turned to see Colby land into a booth. His casualness was something she envied sometimes, unsure how he could make it look so easy. But it was an act, though not many knew it but her. She proceeded to order then each a shot, and beer for each of them. Easily able to carry all of it to the table where Colby sat, she roe a brow, “Game?” she sat on the opposite side of the booth, placing the shot and beer for him.
"Yeah." He eyes the drinks placed in front of him thoughtfully. "But it requires an entire bottle of tequila-- Do you know Never Have I Ever?" He reaches for his shot. "Let me demonstrate. Never have I ever... re-claimed an old slave after I dumped his ass because trying to bully him into opening up to me had the nasty and unforeseen side effect of making me feel something scary for him." Let no one ever call him subtle. "Now see, I've never done that so I don't drink but you have so you do. The aim of the game is to get drunk. Everybody wins because everybody gets blind."
❝ Wh-what? ❞ She asked, getting flustered right away. ❝ Right now? ❞
Is it midnight right now?
"And I’m damn good at it," she mumbled, moaning softly as his lips trail over her skin. Viv back arches as he nips at her skin and she releases a breathy groan as he pushes his cock further into her hand. She nods at his words, soon wrapping her legs around his waist so he can lift her, "Let’s go," she says softly as she wraps her arms around his neck and rolling her hips into his cock now straining against his jeans.
He doesn't need to be told twice. With Vivienne all wrapped around him, pressed against certain parts of him very distractingly, he digs his fingers under her thighs and propels them off the couch and toward the door. "If I fall down those fucking stairs because of you," he laughs -- but he doesn't so much as wobble. Upstairs, he dumps his mistress unceremoniously on his bed and chucks only his shirt before he follows.
"Not gonna lie, it sort of sounds like you’re basically running shit in your house," he couldn’t help but be moderately impressed. Not many slaves had the kind of confidence this one had. It wasn’t until he heard the rest of the situation did his own confidence in the situation fade. "So… basically I’d be covering my scent over the random chick’s scent you boned in the courtyard?" he shook his head. "Not sure if what I had in mind is worth it. I feel like I’d be the one to get my ass kicked in the end.
[He shrugs.] You have one life, right? I'm not going to waste mine being too afraid to even breathe the tiniest bit out of sync. That said, I'm reckless not suicidal. I didn't bone the chick in the courtyard. We fooled around a little. But I think she was trying to play chicken and I just got bored. She's hot but she's not that hot that I was going to wait until my even my undead immortal mistress had died of old age. --You're not like that, are you?
What a delightful story.......
What?
"He’s a harmless pup," she muttered, unable to keep her eyes from darkening at the heat coming from his body. She bit her lip and couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped past her lips, "I know how hard it gets right before the moon," her fingers run  through his hair as he undoes her jeans, the mistress soon laying beneath him in just her bra and panties, "I won’t be going anywhere, darling," she captures his lips for a searing kiss, her hand that isn’t locked in his hair moving between their bodies to grip his cock through his jeans.
"You are despicable." But it's not like he's trying especially hard to resist, particularly with climbing over her and fitting himself between her spread legs, tracing her collarbone with lips and marking her throat with teeth. "But thank fuck for that." Thank fuck because he edges closer to the hand seized around him, pushes himself further into it, and if he had to finish off solo again... But, that said: "Upstairs. Let's go upstairs. To my room."
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I hope you’re being nice to Jonah
Yeah, yeah. Jonah's fine.
Do you want some of these chips? I got loads.