"Paint Me Like One Of Your French Bitches"

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I asked about other kinds of writing, I was just wondering! I love reading your fanfics so I just wanted to know if you write outside of that. Do you have any personal projects going or planned at the moment? I write myself (occasionally) so I'm always like, into other people's shit y'know? Haha

Haha yeah I do and I do other ships as well

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I'm just curious, do you do any writing outside of fanfiction?

Definitely, what's on your mind?

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Crazy Love Chapter 3 - Crushes

“Want to sit next to me in group?” Joel spoke across the table gathering his trash. “I’d love to.” I had learned a lot about Joel during this lunch time. I learned that he was adopted but abandoned and tried to overdose on heroine with other homeless men he had met. He’s so young, but yet he is older than I sitting at 16. He was sweet, not as standoff-ish as he seemed but I now understood his trust issues considering his parents. Said he lived on the street for five years since he was 15 and my heart broke for him. He didn’t have a lot of friends and outsiders treated him like trash leading to his suicide attempt. He explained to me his withdraws from heroine when he got here and how brutal it was. He was marked as a violent patient during his withdrawal. He also explained that he had been here almost three months because his parents wouldn’t take him back so he had no one to be released to. They are trying to release him to a shelter but all were full. He told me he much rather stay here safe then go back out there to no one. He was happy to have met me, someone who listened. I felt the same as I explained my rapist step father and my clueless ridiculous mother who could give a fuck. I told him how my therapist just didn’t get it and that I was heavily bullied at school. I admitted to being gay and told him my one friend was Jon until we dated, then when he broke up he wanted nothing to do with me. Once I was left with nothing I made a nice bubble bath and got in, downed my medication and slit my wrists and just sat there motionless. My defect was that I left the door unlocked and my mother found me passed out, covered in vomit and blood. My body rejected the pills and my mother called the ambulance in time. I told him I hated her for pretending to give a shit. I even opened up about my biggest secret, my bulimia and he had reached across the table and grabbed my hands swearing he would help me. My hands had gone instantly sweaty as he is one good looking man. The one thing that stuck is that he told me he cared, that he hadnt had a friendship in ages and wouldn’t let me down. To me he was perfect, flawed, but that made him perfect and i wanted to know more. I want to have to be there for him too so I vowed to. He didn’t seem that confident that I would stay but I plan to change that. I could be his reason to live because he needed that warmth, I did too. “Where’s group?” I said as he and I threw away out trash. “Don’t worry I gotcha” he said, a light smile gracing his features, boy he was handsome. I couldn’t help but to smile brightly when he reached for my hand leading me out of the cafeteria. I think he noticed but he didn’t say anything thank god. I don’t want to scare the boy away with my crush. He led me down the hallway to a big room that had tons of chairs and one in the center. The room was painted with bright almost childish colors and there was a big tv on the wall. I’m the chair in the center was a woman looking through a pile of papers in her hand. “We’re the first” Joel said and let go of my hand which I’m not gonna lie made me frown slightly. “You’re always first Zimmerman” the woman laughed but then looked at me a slightly shocked look on her face. “But who is your friend Joel?” She spoke, I spoke back meekly “I..I’m Sonny. Sonny Moore, I’m n…new”. She grinned “No need to be shy dear, I’m Danielle you’re group therapist for the morning session then you’ll see Steve for the afternoon. Please guys take your seats anywhere.” She was incredibly kind and looked like she had a good since of humour as Joel and her bantered back and forth until people started to fill the room. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous. I’d kill to make Joel laugh, his laugh was the contiguous type and I loved it. People started to file in and Joel scooted closer to me and gave me a look that made me laugh softly. “Hope you don’t mind I’m allergic to crazy and it’s about to get a little wild in here.” I giggled and scooted close to him until our shoulders were touching “I don’t mind at all Joely” I immediately froze as I didn’t mean to call him that, damn you mouth, damn you to hell. He paused for a moment then looked over but he was smiling “Joely? Cute, you’re cute goblin.” CUTE! HE CALLED ME CUTE! “Goblin I spoke?” He didn’t respond he just shook his head laughing slightly. There’s that laugh, this was going better than I thought. Danielle shushed the whole room clearing her voice. She introduced herself as she handed out a work sheet. I looked it over and sighed as she said participation in the topic wasn’t optional as we all had to identify a “stuck point” or a thought that is intrusive that changes are thinking into unnatural reasonings. I hated having to talk about my problems. Joel was an exception and from what I guessed as I glanced at him for a moment presses against my side, an extraordinary exception.

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Did i miss out on the skriplo phase….?

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Dirty Vibe (Skriplo/Dillport mentions)

(Author’s note: Hey guys! Sorry it’s been so long but this one is a little longer if that makes up for anything? There are only brief mentions of the ship Dillport (Dillon Francis X Porter Robinson) but the story is obviously Skriplo and surrounds that ship. The warnings are listed below. Warnings: Anal Sex, Dirty Talk, No Condoms (please wear condoms kiddies I don’t condone it, this is a story), internal ejaculation (cumming inside), NSFW obviously. Enjoy! Xoxo ❤️P❤️)

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Mind (Skriplo Songfic Sequel to "Revolution")

(Hey guys thank you so much for your continued support. Here is the requested sequel to Revolution. As always I will post the warnings below!

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WARNINGS: Just some smut and boy X boy.)

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♬"You love how you push me to the point of crazy"♬

“Are you finished?” Wes spat at me, two inches from my face. My lips were quivering, tears streaming down my face and at this point I think it would be best for my health if I sat down. However I don’t, he doesn’t get it. How many times will we have to fight about this before he understands how I feel?

“No Wes…” I say in a bitter tone, placing my hands on his chest to push him away from me. The situation was beginning to make me nauseous…

Wesley throws his hands up as way of signaling that HE has nothing else to say to me and he turns to walk out of the room. The fury in the pit of my stomach builds back up in time to make its fiery reign before Wes has the chance to make his exit. I pick up the decorative couch pillow and chuck it at his back.

“You asshole! What kind of boyfriend are you!?” I’m in full fit of hysterics at this point as I begin grabbing every object in my reach to chuck in Wesley’s direction. I can see his expression is pained and also confused by my sudden temper tantrum but I can’t be bothered to care.

“You tell me you want to make this work! That you’re ready! You build me up and for what Wesley? For what!? For me to hide in the shadows for a year while you withdraw more and more from me? Then when we come home at night you expect me to go on normally. What about you rejecting every and any accusation that we’re a couple in the public makes this normal? I can’t do this Wesley. I’ve been nothing but respectful towards you coming out when you were ready but even when you did you hid me as your boyfriend. I’m done…”

I throw my hands up in defeat and then drop to the ground in tears. I hear Wesley rush to me but I refuse to look at him.

♬"And I love when you’re on your knees and begging for me"♬

“Sonny please no, please look at me?” I feel his hands on mine trying to take them from my face but I fight him at all costs. I couldn’t fight him for long he was much stronger than me plus my emotional state made me much more fragile than usual. My fight was short but certainly not sweet as he yanked my hands from my face with quite a loud whimper from me.

“Sonny I need you to look at me, please.”

“N…no Wes I’m done being your “side chick”. I’m obviously not worth your fucking time.“ I kept my view off of Wesley, I couldn’t possibly look at him. I could practically "hear” his frown.

“Sonny that is absolutely not true you know that, I don’t want to loose you…”

I scoffed. “Oh it’s not? Bull-fucking-shit Wes.” He grabbed my jaw and moved my face to his gingerly. I saw how distraught he was but in my sorrow I had no sympathy for him.

“Let me go Wesley…” I sniffled and tried to move out of his grip but he kept me still. “Wes ple-…” He moved his lips to mine and cut me off mid-sentence. I didn’t kiss him back, I just froze as my heart swelled in my chest. I could sense his desperation but I was in too much pain to even humor him. I shoved him back with great force, leaping up from my spot now crying harder than before. He spun around fast enough to grab my leg while I attempted to make my escape. After almost tripping I turned slightly to see Wes begging me to stay. Every fiber of my being told me otherwise but I gave into my heart and simply shook my leg out of his grip, sitting on the couch in front of him.

♬"You got me good with all these mind games"♬

We stared at each other in silence, all that could be heard were my sobs. This went on for what felt like an hour even though in reality it was probably a couple of minutes. He looked to be a mix between a loss of words and greatly concerned.

“Can I explain myself baby?” He said softly, finally breaking the silence. I sat there whimpering and crying but I no longer felt like I was going to have an absolute fit so I nodded.

“Relationships, to begin with, are hard for me you know that…” He began and I scoffed through tears. “Listen Sonny…They’re difficult to begin with and this is…definitely harder…”

“Oh you mean fucking man?” My words were bitter, I knew that and I saw his face drop.

“Must you be so vulgar?” I raised a brow and replied with an eye roll and a muffled “sort of”.

He took a deep breath and shifted in his spot; actions that pointed towards his spiked anxiety. “Not "fucking”, dating a man its different for me you have to understand at least a little.“

"I am aware of the difference, I have given you ample time. I have been super supportive but when you came out you promised this was our time and then what did you do? Shoved me in the shadows and now you’re moving back to the whole "I’m bad at relationships, I don’t know how to love” bullshit that we handled in the BEGINNING of our relationship. So you see why I’m so fucking done Wesley? Either take me or leave me but stop hurting me!“

I had gradually gotten worked up again and I was shouting in his face. My tears had subsided and were being replaced with pure unadulterated rage.

"Sonny calm down please…”

“Why Wes, huh? Tell me why…” He placed his hands on my shoulders, rubbing small circles to calm me.

“I will fix this, I will fix us if you help me. I love you so damn much and I will prove it to you.” He moved one hand from my shoulder and slid it up my cheek.

“How ‘bout that Skrills, you and I in a full fledged relationship. Doing every romantic thing under the sun, raw passion that is perfectly public. So much PDA you’ll get sick of me. Does that sound good baby?”

He moves my hair from my face and looks me dead in the eyes waiting for a response.

♬"There you go, you got my heart again"♬

“Fuckfuckfuck” I said strictly to myself. I had a strong hesitation towards his offer but I knew I wanted to give in. I loved this man and would do pretty much anything to make it work. This may not always be a great thing but he knows how to pull at my heart strings just right. It was his absolute speciality to keep me head over heels and it was working.

“Do you fucking swear to me Wesley? No funny shit, you break my heart I…I leave, got it?”

“Absolutely, I swear”. He moves foreword to kiss me but i stop him dead in his tracks and he gives me a look of confusion.

♬"Say my name, I wanna hear you call"♬

In this moment I find my strength and I shove him backwards and he hits the ground seconds later. I stand up and his look of confusion has only grown, now twisted with a small amount of pain.

“Ow Sonny what the f-…”

I straddle him and place my hand over his mouth cutting off his speech.

“Let us do a little test run of your dedication to me, m'kay?” I remove my hand from his mouth.

“What do you mean?” Poor Wes still looks so dumbfounded.

“Let me be dominant for just a brief moment, surrender your instincts and let me please you.”

“How exactly do you mean "please”?“ I could tell I had his attention now but his concern hadn’t left.

"I’m not going to top you if that’s what you’re referring to. You just have to trust me; put your trust in my hands like I just did for you…”

He looked a little unsure but nodded regardless and I smiled in my triumph. I slithered down his body reaching for the button of his pants and immediately undoing it, unzipping and pulling them down. I made sure grab hold of his briefs as well so when I pulled them down simultaneously his hot thick cock sprung out right in front of me. I glanced up only for a second to see him watching and smiled to myself. I took his cock in my hand and acted as if I were going to give him head. I did nothing out of the ordinary; licking the underside base to tip, teasing the head with my mouth, flicking the slit with my tongue. I did all of this just 10x slower and I could hear him groan. Just when he asked for more I stopped completely, moving my head away, releasing the throbbing length from my hand. I then stood up and I could see his confusion arise again.

He motioned to stand up but I took my foot and gently moved him back downward.

“Ahahah wes…not to fast, don’t you trust me?” I smiled at him and walked off not even waiting for him to respond. I went into our bedroom and retrieved the lube bottle. When I came back out I had stripped down completely, Wes was still laying on the floor hands at his sides. I could tell he wanted to prove himself but he was also getting beyond frustrated.

“Wow so you are indeed capable of doing things that aren’t just for your benefit, interesting”. My tone was so condescending and I knew it, I was still a bit upset and it showed. I could tell he was refraining from lashing back at my snarky comment with all his might. I glanced to his hard, dripping cock that sat upright against his stomach.

“Need help baby?” I then moved towards him and sat on the floor in front of him. I told him to sit up and I only lightly grazed his dick.

“No touching yet, okay?” His expression dropped and I knew I was pushing it but I didn’t care.

“Sonny what the fuck no come o-…”

“Shh baby”. I smirked at him before laying down in front of him. I lubed up two of my fingers and spread my legs. I felt down my body slowly and when I was sure I had Wesley’s undivided attention and slid my fingers in myself. I began to move them in and out, stretching my hole whilst releasing small gasps and moans. I continued my tease for only a couple of minutes until I knew Wes had had enough. I sat telling him to lay back down and he listened, I made note that his thighs were trembling slightly.

I popped open the lube bottle and layered his cock generously with the substance and then spun around giving him a nice back view. I positioned myself above him and slowly pushed his cock inside, leaning forward enough for him to watch every second of it.

“Oh Sonny yes!” Never have I ever heard a moan from his lips this loud. Never have I heard him call my name like that. The mix of pleasure and desperation was nearly enough to get me off then and there.

♬"Hold me close, I wanna feel your heart"♬

With his moan still ringing in my ears as I bounced on his cock, I increased my speed to elicit more of his orgasmic sounds. I got what I wanted and each time it sent a wave of pleasure over me until my skin was pricked with goosebumps.

He sat up now, hands firmly on my hips, so I leaned my head against his shoulder and shut my eyes taking in the pleasure of him inside me. Wes placed his warm lips on the exposed flesh of my neck and began to suck. I noticed that I had slowed down significantly but the feeling of it all was becoming to much for me to handle. Wes noticed and asked if I wanted him to take over. I nodded and before I moved into a position more suitable for Wes, I took in the moment. With him still buried inside me and my back still pressed against his chest I admired every detail. From our breathing that had become in sync to his heart beat racing against my back, I took it all in.

♬"I’m in a cold sweat and I want you bad"♬

After taking my sweet time I lifted myself off his length and got on all fours, presenting myself to him. He didn’t waste anytime and soon his hands were grasping my hips as his cock slid back inside me. I bit my lower lip pretty hard and didn’t stop as he began to thrust in and out. As he sped up I bit my lip harder until I drew blood. The feeling of Wesley’s body against mine was never something I grew bored of, even through fights it was like I was drawn to him. It’s more relatable to describe as an animal in heat when I’m around him. He draws me in and my body goes into a fever, a sweat. All I know is I can not resist him this was always my issue.

♬"Now you got me all in my head, like damn"♬

I pull myself out of my inner most thoughts and focus on the situation in front of me as I start to get that familiar build up in the pit of my stomach.

“Wesley yes fuck me harder baby, I need you!” I didn’t need to ask him twice as he picked up the pace, breathing heavy. The sounds of sex echoing in the room and ringing in our ears as we both reach our climax. Once I feel him spill in me and I myself have made a pool on the floor under me, I collapse. With the little strength left in me I roll over to admire the the chiseled piece of art that sat before my eyes.

“It’s all going to work out Skrilly, I promise”. He laid down next to me pulling me into his muscular arms. I look up at him, he looks so sure of his statement, more than last time we made our promises and I instantly feel at ease.

“I know things haven’t been easy in either of our past relationships, nor have things been a piece of cake for us now but we can’t let it effect us. If you truly want to make us work Wes, then I say lets do it. Just no hesitation this time.” He seems relieved by my words, I even see a grin on his face, the kind that you can’t wipe off.

♬"I'ma show you how to love again"♬…

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Revolution (A Skriplo Song Fic)

(Authors Note: The song lyrics are from Diplo’s song “Revolution”. Listen to the song along side this story for maximum enjoyment. (; This is my first song fic (: If you guys enjoy this one please let me know as I have another song in mind to follow this current story line! Please leave other requests in my ask box and enjoy! WARNING: There is smut in this story!)

♬ “Can you see it?"♬ "Sonny please open the door!” I could hear Wes pleading on the opposite side of our hotel bathroom but I keep the door locked. I began scooting further away from the door until my back hit the wall between the lavish bathtub and toilet.

♬ “The worst is over” ♬

“Sonny please can we talk?” I threw my hands over my wet face to muffle my sobs after yelling a swift and nearly inaudible “No Wes!” I shouldn’t have told him that, sure we’ve messed around but Wes isn’t even out. I’m sure our little rendezvous’ meant close to nothing to him. He’s my best friend and I had to go and ruin a good thing by spilling the “L” word. He didn’t say it back, this always happens to me, I fucked up!

“Sonny it just took me off guard…You have no clue how much I care for you! Open up and let me explain?”

I stared at the door pondering his request and his sentence spun around in my head until curiosity got the best of me. I made slow strides towards the door, dragging my body and then unlocked the door and scooted back into place.

Wes flung the door open and stood there with obvious concern gracing his features. He stood silent staring me over for what felt like forever before dropping down to my level and embracing me. I didn’t hug back, I remained motionless, tears still streaming my face. I felt one of his hands leaving my back to slide under my chin forcing me to look at him. I struggled to look away but he extended his fingers holding me by my jaw. We stared at each other for a long moment and I saw tears well in his eyes. He swallowed the lump in his throat and finally spoke.

“Love scares me Sonny”

I took a deep breath before replying “Me too…”

♬ “The monsters in my head are scared of love” ♬

“It’s not that I don’t love you, it’s that I’m scared to say I do.”

I managed to move my head away from his grip. “Why Wes? Is it because you’re not out? B..because we don’t have to go public just yet?”

He sat back, legs crossed and exhaled deeply. “No, no, no, not that…I mean that too but it’s more…” He stops speaking and looks away. I become more anxious and scoot closer. I pull his face this time. “More of what?”

He avoids eye contact. “It’s more based on the fact that then…then things will change between us”.

♬ “Fallin’ people, listen up!” ♬

My heart drops, okay so he doesn’t want to date me…or love me?

“I..is that a bad thing? You don’t want me?” Tears stream down my face again and I let out loud sobs.

His composure changes completely to one of fear. “Oh shit! No Sonny! Hey! No I mean if we go..‘there’ and move forward with this I’m worried about it ruining us. What if it doesn’t work out? I don’t want to loose you Sonny you are my best friend. Do you understand? Please don’t cry, please…”

“Wh…what makes you think we won’t work? C..come on Wes you don’t know until you try.”

He looks down and I’m losing hope. “My relationships always end in peril, I don’t want that for us…”

I climb onto his lap, our faces only inches away. “We won’t be like that.”

“How do you know Skrills?”

“In all honesty I don’t, but I know us…give US a chance?”

♬ “It’s never too late to change your luck” ♬

He says nothing at first and I feel as if I’m going to be ill. My breathing comes to a stop as I feel his lips move closer, ghosting mine.

“For us.” Is all he says and I feel confused but have no time to examine the meaning as I feel his lips on mine. His kisses are soft, full of passion and meaning. He lifts me up onto the bathroom counter as his soft kisses turn a little rougher. I can tell he’s feeling a little needy and I take it that I should most likely help him out. I push him back gently and stand up. I don’t hesitate as I reach down towards my jeans and unbutton them, sliding them to my ankles, then kicking them off. I trace the design on the front of his shirt very gently before smiling up at him and turning towards the door.

♬ “So don’t let them steal your light” ♬

I toss my shirt on the ground and my briefs are next, leaving a trail of clothes as I walk towards the large king bed. I stop and look it over before turning around and coming face to face with him. I jump a bit, not expecting him to have followed so quickly. I take notice that he too stripped down, but to the bare minimum, not completely nude.

I begin feeling gently on his chiseled chest. I predict that he much rather me remove the last article of his clothing so I decided to comply with the unspoken agreement. Dropping to my knees I slip my fingers in his boxers and around the waistband. I look up at him as I slide down his underwear and could not be more turned on at his lustful gaze. I took hold of his hard member and swirled my tongue over the head before sliding it down my throat. He groans and grabs a hold of my hair, almost too hard and my eyes water as I begin to suck. I keep a steady rhythm of moving my head and jacking off the base of his cock. “Ah Sonny…” His sounds of pleasure arouse me and I take this chance while I feel confident to deep throat as much of him as I can. I hollow my cheeks and move down his length almost complete to the base until I feel I can no longer and then tighten my mouth. His loud moan followed by a stream of curses lets me know I’ve done well.

“Sh..shit Sonny..y..yes. Fuckfuckfuck! St..stop I don’t want to cum just y…yet”. I pull back and look up at the gorgeous, flushed Wes, smiling to myself.

♬ “Don’t let them break your stride” ♬

“You…are incredible Sonny Moore”. I feel my cheeks run red and I stand up making eye contact.

“As are you…” I plant a kiss on his lips, two kisses, now three. I go in for another but he speaks.

“Lie down Skrills”.

I smile at the sudden dominance in his voice and comply. I lay down in the center of the big bed letting the soft and fluffy comforter engulf me. Wes climbs over my body in between my legs. He plants a kiss on my lips and moves down to my neck, my chest, my stomach, then my inner thigh before he pauses and looks up at me.

“Let me try something”. Caught up in the moment I nod and lay my head back. I hear him get up and shuffle through the suitcase to grab what I assume is a condom and some lube. I feel the mattress compress near my legs and prop myself up on my elbows to watch him. He has set the condom down and has moved back down between my legs with…Strawberry lube? I don’t think much of it as he lubes up two fingers and presses them to my entrance and slides them in slowly. I lay back letting out a soft moan. He moves them in and out, curling them upwards towards my prostate and I shout his name in bliss. He continues this assault for a few more minutes then I feel them moved out abruptly. I lay there eyes closed and trembling ever so slightly as I feel his hands grip my thighs. I then feel a soft and pleasurable sensation on my entrance that I recognize to be his tongue. My eyes shoot open and I begin to moan and writhe underneath his grip. I’ve never been touched this way and the sensation was new and orgasmic. He continues rimming me until I reach down to touch my throbbing length, I feel him move away from me and slap my hand away. I unintentionally whine like a child. It’s my turn to feel needy.

♬ “There is light on the other side and you’ll see all the raindrops falling behind” ♬

“Let me pleasure you as a whole Sonny. Let me feel you, kiss you and fuck you at my own pace.” He’s grinning, I spy a tad bit of sinister behavior in this look and it makes me just melt. I nod fast and he pulls me to a sitting position. He sits as well and drags me onto his lap a little roughly.

“Ah! Use your words, Wes!” He starts laughing softly before taking ahold of my face and pulling me into a soft make out session. He moves one hand away from my face and begins feeling softly up and down my back. He moves his head from my lips and down to my chest taking one of my hard nipples into his mouth. I feel his tongue swirl against the sensitive area. Goosebumps prick the skin and I let out a soft sigh, gripping his hair.

♬ “And we’ll make it out tonight” ♬

He stops his movements and reaches over to grab the condom, me still on his lap. He tears the foil and slides it down his cock just before he lifts me up and slams me into the wall next to the bed. With barely anytime to think or react I squeak and wrap my legs tightly around his waist. “WES!!!”

“Oooop, sorry…” He said with a devilish grin, I knew he wasn’t but that didn’t matter one bit. He slid me up slightly, hands on my hips and I loosen my legs just enough so he can reach down and insert himself. After a few silent moments of just our breathing I feel him fill me up slowly and his hands return to my hips. I can’t help but to yelp and bite my lower lip. He begins to thrust upward into me and every inch of me reacts. I find myself clawing any bit of him I can, his chest, arms, back. I’m tugging his hair and moaning like a whore as I feel every nerve in my body becoming delighted with ecstasy. He grabs both my hands bringing them above my head as he continues to bring me closer to my limit. As we fight our bodies instincts to release I realize this is different.

This is passion. This is raw. This is beautiful.

He moans my name lowly and picks up speed as he he cums and I soon follow, every muscle in my body gives up and I go limp in his arms. He smiles and lets out a sweet laugh.

This is us.

He moves us over to the bed and we embrace each other for a long moment in silence, breathing heavy, coming down from a high. “Sonny…if it isn’t apparent already, I do I love you…”

This is love.

My heart flutters and I can barely contain myself. “You do?”

“I do, I’m ready to take that leap if you are”.

This is it. This is.. It’s a…

♬ It’s a revolution. ♬

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