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Remade my Violet blog.

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noblewarveteran said: u suk

oH ?? IS THAT SO ???? I WILL SMUT YOUR ASS OFF COME HERE.

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lets be honest sometimes i turn myself on with my own smut

frick i'm good.

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Tate smirks, the laughter doesn’t affect him, it merely makes him all the more inspired to continue, he pulls the blankets off her even more, shrugging “—It wouldn’t be the first time, would it help if I do this?” In that single moment he’s gone, invisible to her eye but she probably knows hes still there because he is. Waiting and watching more, crossing his arms. “I’m waiting”

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"That's not what I meant--" no time to grumble at him, he's already gone, already hiding away behind the veil of death. A sigh passes from her lips, a tiny flutter through her stomach as his voices echoes out from the emptiness, lips pursing together tightly. Something so exciting about not being able to see him, yet knowing he can see her -- he can see as dainty fingertips push away the covers from her lower half, exposing pale flesh, bare and uncovered. And she's aching, right to her very core, trembling with need as fingertips trace up her inner thigh, slowly, eyes fluttering shut.

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“Way too easy. I think I’d rather fuck that cute little nurse before Hayden” He enjoys the challenge, the battle is half the fun isn’t it? Watching that inner fight of whether she hates him or loves him. Besides Tates at the edge of the bed now pulling on those sheets “—please don’t let my presence stop you. Continue” Hand rolls forward while he pulls at the blankets again. Tedious, clearly just trying to get a rise out of her, littlest Harmon would never.

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There she goes, letting out a sharp, bitter laugh in his direction as he pulls at the covers, eyes rolling slightly. Her grip tightens, she wasn't going to let him win, not today -- or at least she was going to make him squirm first. "You're more fucked up than I thought if you really think I'm gonna keep doing that in front of you," she snaps in his general direction, avoiding his gaze however as she knows if she looks at him, the flower will get that feeling, the one she denies and pushes deep down inside because she "hates" him. "You can leave now, go on." Please don't.

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"How did you—" Step closer "Completely take this in the most indirect way possible, fuck Violet. I mean I know you’re only good for one thing but jesus, branch out a little" He steps even closer narrowing his eyes and a wicked smile spreads "—Oh fuck me! Were you masturbating!? Oooh let me guess, more fantasies about me?”

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A slight grind of her teeth because god, she hates him. Mostly, she's bitter over the fact that he's always popping up at such inopportune times, and he always knows what she's doing. Hate, hate, hate -- or more so, she continues to tell herself as such, lies. "Isn't there someone else in this house you can annoy? Like, Hayden -- she's always wanted you, easy prey." A little out of breath, and she'll avoid his gaze, and his question, because there's no need to answer, he knows he's right.

”If beauty were time, you’d be eternity” Purr, purr, aren’t you just absolutely charming tonight, Langdon. Arms crossed, hair dangling in his eyes and he’s taking up all the room in the door frame, he knows if he enters without her knowing bad things will happen to him and he’s not quite in the mood. But he is in the mood for something on Violet can help him with, hence the sweet talking. “Hello Violet”

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"If you're looking to get your dick wet, I'm not in the mood." Blunt and straight to the point, the flower doesn't feel up to their usual witty banter -- in fact, her statement is as far from the truth as it could be. A flush in her cheeks and the slightest hint of perspiration across her face -- my, my, little flower, what have you been interrupted from? Bed spread pulled tighter against her lap, she'll narrow her eyes slightly towards the blonde. "Hello Tate."

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