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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.
❝My love! I missed you so much.❞
" oh have you now? I am flattered, how much is 'so much'? "
" Surprise? Welcome home "
" 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.
"Babe you look like a douche bag please take them off." Manny begged.
❝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 ❞
❝but t’eres nu’ sun in tu’ indoors. ❞
maybe he just has sensitive eyes, like his stomach. or maybe he really hates lights.
❝ 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.
❝ What? Wearing shades indoors is perfectly ordinary ❞
❝Too bad, I’ve already done my shower…❞
❝Oh how you wound me, you sly temptress. You need to make up for my disappointment ❞
idk, in internet explorer the small text works, but in chrome it does not. I don't like this at all.
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.
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.
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I got to go. I'll be on later!
❝Just go back to bed… Didn’t you say getting out of bed is overrated?❞
❝ No, no, no, Little lady. I said being awake is overrated. taking a shower with you could technically count as a dream ❞
❝Okay fine… You’re totally not going to join me in the shower…❞
❝ Shower? --you sly little minx of a woman, you know just how to catch my attention, don't you? ❞
❝Stop being a kid! Get up. Or I will drag you…❞
❝No. I refuse. You can not make me. ---being awake is severely overrated ❞