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Are you gonna stay the night?Doesn't mean we're bound for life...So oh oh, are you gonna stay the night?
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Are you gonna stay the night?Doesn't mean we're bound for life...So oh oh, are you gonna stay the night?
”I don’t know, where you’re going... Or when you’re coming home...”
“I left the keys under the mat to our front door... For one more chance to h o l d y o u c l o s e...”
“I don’t know, where you’re going... Just get your ass back home.”
“--I’m home, Angel.”
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Send ‘*’ to kiss my muse full on the lips.
While the male didn’t mind said action, he definitely couldn’t believe that she took said action without anything before it. It surprised him, his sapphire eyes widening up for a moment as he took in the action, and then slowly began to reciprocate it, his arms finding their way down her waist and underneath her legs to hoist her up and bring her to his level, with her arms wrapping around his neck.
Eyes closed slowly afterwards, enjoying the slight bit of intimacy between them, something rarely ever showed up, considering they normally only used each other for sexual desires (which they were extremely good at), and sweet eating partners. But for this time, it seemed like they were each other’s sweet treats.
After a long moment, they finally pulled away from each other, though not too far away; they were still close enough to feel each others’ heavy breathing.
“--and just what was that all about, Stocking...? Better question... do you want another?”
❤ @angeliiism → CONTINUE
❛ …? ❜
confusion was expressed on stocking’s features as she noticed the young child trying to reach over her head with their umbrella, mostly concerned about why this child was not with their parent or guardian. she bent down to meet them, speaking in a soft, gentle voice.
❛ now, what’s a young child doing around these parts? thank you for trying to cover me from the rain. ❜
• Alright, they were short, REALLY short, but that wasn’t going to S- TOP them from doing good, from HELPING someone in such a day, where the RAIN was attacking everything at SIGHT and couldn’t be defeated without the HELP of an umbrella.
• They were D E T E R M I N E D, standing on their tiptoes as they KEPT trying to cover the lady they had MET out of sudden, without giving any WORDS until they watched how the STRANGER bent towards them, raising their HEAD as they kept raising the UMBRE- LLA as high as their arms could let them.
CERTAINLY, they were stubborn.
❤ ACT → TALK
• ❝ . . . You look p r e t t y, Miss. The rain could r u i n that. ❞
❛ ANARCHY. ❜
❛ Oh wicked spirit born of a lost soul in LIMBO; Receive judgement from the garb of the HOLY VIRGIN; cleansed of worldly impurities; return to HEAVEN && EARTH.
REPENT!
( *art credit. )