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" — how am I going to get myself back home? we are the last people standing at the end of the night. we are the greatest pretenders in the cold morning light. this is just another night and we've had many of them. to the morning we're cast out, but I know I'll land here again. there's a light in the bedroom, but it's dark. scattered around on the floor are all my souls. this is just another night." +var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5268457"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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when I left to go on vacation, my drafts and replies that I owed really started to add up and I feel awful about not getting to most of them. but I like this blog and I like the people on here so I’m going to work on some right now

and if there’s a thread that you really liked and want to continue please message me.

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Chuckling as his back hit the bed, Astor pecked the other’s lips back happily. “Hmm, we still have a few hours,” he replied, his hand resting against Maxwell’s cheek lovingly as he pulled the other close for an actual kiss. “Did you have something in mind that you wanted to do? I’m shit at cooking, but I’d be happy to get you a cup of coffee.”

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“I don’t know why you come back either,” Astor sighed, running his fingers through his hair and taking his smoke back from the smaller male. “But I’m glad that you do...because I’d honestly go crazy if I didn’t have at least one person in my life that I enjoyed seeing. Can you believe that? I care so much about you and, yet, I treat you like shit,” he practically whispered, voice cracking despite himself. A few moments later, he pushed himself up, sitting against the headboard. “By the way, I haven’t slept with Zara since I met you. I swear the only reason she’s with me is for my wallet. My relationship with her is so fake, so staged. It’s like I live in a movie, until you call. When you’re over and you’re lying in my bed, everything is so real,” he added, before taking another drag.

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Sighing, Astor allowed the other male to turn away. It’s not like he could blame him for feeling upset with the situation...it wasn’t exactly ideal. But Astor couldn’t break up with her, no matter how much he loved Jean. She protected his family, his friends, from the truth, something that he knew they wouldn’t be able to handle. “Don’t be like that babe, we only have a few more hours to pretend that this is real,” he said softly, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag. “Let’s not waste it being upset about things that we can’t change.”

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“About an hour,” Astor replied softly, humming as he pressed another sweet kiss to the top of Luke’s head. “I know you’re tired dear, especially after last night…I guess a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt anything.”

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“Why can’t you just break up with her so I don’t have to only have a few more minutes?” He asked with a sleepy voice, he wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep but just having his eyes closed for a while longer felt nice.

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"Trust me, I'd love to kick her out...and move you in and wake up to you every morning," Astor mumbled, rubbing small circles on Luke's back. "But...I can't do that. My family, my friends...they'd never talk to me again."

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"About an hour," Astor replied softly, humming as he pressed another sweet kiss to the top of Luke's head. "I know you're tired dear, especially after last night...I guess a few more minutes wouldn't hurt anything."

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“Je peux faire ma présentation sur vous?” Astor questioned innocently, ignoring his teacher’s disappointed eye roll. “Je dois beaucoup à dire sur ce sujet.”

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Gently, Astor began to shake the other male awake. His hands trailing the other’s naked body. “Morning love,” he smirked once the other’s eyes opened. “It’s time to get up,” Astor coaxed, pressing soft kisses to the other’s chest. “My girlfriend will be home soon.”

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“I have to give an oral presentation?” Astor questioned, unsure if he had translated that correctly. “I mean I guess, if that’s what you really want,” the student shrugged, sensually placing a finger to his lips as the class erupted, yet again, into a fit of giggles. 

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Expecting to be kicked out or sent to the principal’s office for disrupting class, Astor was completely shocked by Mr. Beauchene’s reply. “Mon erreur,” he apologized, a small smirk present on his face as he licked his lips, his eyes offering Emile’s body a quick look over. “Oui papa?” he asked again, giving the older male an innocent look. “Vous aviez une question , non?”

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I’m  revamping this blog 

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( M S S G ): the ex

Bryce: then prove it

Bryce: we're over, i can see whoever i want, and if you don't like it maybe you should change our relationship status :D

Drew: prove it? are the bruises on your body not enough?

Drew: I thought you said you'd never take me back?

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( M S S G ): the ex

Roman: uh, where is the ring on my finger?

Roman: oh, that's right, there isn't one!

Roman: i can fuck whoever i want, i don't belong to you anymore.

Drew: ring or no ring, it makes no difference

Drew: I'm still the only man that can truly fuck you.

Drew: you might sleep around with tons of guys, but they'll never be me. they'll never own your body like I do.

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( M S S G ): the ex

Drew: what makes you think that you have the right to sleep with my brother?

Drew: just because we're over, doesn't mean that you can start seeing whoever you want.

Drew: you're still mine baby boy, and you always will be.

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“What happened here, baby boy?” Drew questioned softly, his fingertips running across a bruised portion of the smaller male’s abdomen. 

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I’m back ily 

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Evan entered the bedroom he shared with Maddox and crawled into bed. "Sweetheart, wake up," he purred as he kissed across Maddox's shirtless chest.

“Stop that tickles,” Maddox grinned, letting out a small groan as he pushed Evan off of him. He rolled over on his back, pulling the blanket over his head to block out the sun coming in from the windows. “I don’t want to,” he whined. “How about you just go do whatever you have to do and I’ll stay here? Wouldn’t that be a nice surprise to come home to me naked in your bed?”

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Chuckling, Maddox bit the edge of his lip. "I like spontaneous," he smiled, kissing the other back a bit harder than before. "It's okay, just tell me that there's more to this morning than just a blindfolded make out session."