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Me: Study for exams
Also me: Check Jhaven and MLB discord
Writer me: Complete the WIPs?
Imaginative me: How about an AU where...?
Bored me: Shut up and let's just play
Studious me: EXAM STUFF, FORMULAE!
Reader me: I am gonna finish this 221 chapter fic today.
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The real me: Dang, I am screwed.
..........-groans lowly- I am hard. I hate you.
Hmmm~ -chuckles before closing a curtain where our shadows reveal pants opening with LOTS of tip kissing downstairs and lips kissing upstairs-
Addiction 101 - Kyuhyun and Sungjong
New Instructor, the sign taped to the classroom doorway read. Well, that was interesting, Sungjong considered as he slid past the little knot of other students gathered there and into the room. He always found it slightly silly that classes on Bondage, Dominance, Submission and so on at least started out in your typical classroom. It seemed to him that there should be a bit more of a bordello-esque atmosphere. Perhaps that was just his cynical mind at work.
He took a seat, front row center and neatly folded long legs in pressed jeans under the desk. He shook silky bangs out of his eyes with a practiced jerk of his head and prepared to be receptive. His notebook was folded to a new page and his pen lay ready under slender fingertips with perfectly kept nails.
Sungjong had a way of looking as if he belonged on a runway in Paris when all he was wearing was a worn soft tee shirt of nondescript blue gray, jeans and a selection of silver rings, black leather wrist bands and an attentive air. His eyes were by far his best feature ... aside from his ass, and he used them, pinning the luminous dark irises on the instructor's podium while awaiting said instructor's arrival.
I fucking hate this website why am i still on it
short hiatus until i figure out how to connect to the internet from my new apartment slash put the pieces of my computer back together from the ammount of times i've thrown it on the wall in frustration
SCHOOL
Y U TAKING ME AWAY FROM TUMBLR?! I DUN WANNA STUDY I WANNA BLOG D:
