Feb 13, 2018
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❛ --Look, this is how I fuel up before missions and shit like that. Don’t judge me. ❜
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@bemoose liked for a starter !!
❛ --Look, this is how I fuel up before missions and shit like that. Don’t judge me. ❜
sprinkles his face with kisses.
QUIET MORNINGS AND SOFT GREETINGS. A general constrast in comparisson to the other events that take up the day to day life of people like them. People like them, and the people THEY ARE. Sometimes, people forget a cruel hand can provide a gentle touch, a biting tongue can give a sweet kiss. AND VICE VERSA.
Grogginess had yet to pass, and honestly there was no force to stiffle it. Soft lips peppered across his face drew his eyes to her, GENTLE SMILE curving slightly on the side of lips. Hand brushed behind her head, delicately moving her a bit closer- placing a kiss of his own on her forehead, before adjusting so he rested his head against hers, coupled with his smile and a gingered CHUCKLE.
When he couldn’t provide words, he was a man of action- small things like this AN UNSPOKEN EVIDENCE TOWARDS WHAT HIS MOUTH WOULDN’T FORM.
i love you.
THIS WAS NO STOCKHOLM SITUATION. She was a free woman- he did not keep her, locked and bound, to his abode. At any given moment, she had AMPLE opportunity to leave- and yet, often he found he had company more often then he was alone. And not the type of company he had been used to- a one time face, a one time THING. NO- instead of a figure he brought to his bed, it was more common to find one already there- resting, using the bed for its other purpose. Even before he had returned.
A quick eye could’ve caught the surprise that LACED the assassins eyes- steady hands set on straightening bow tie pausing, still on black silk. IT WAS NOT THAT THE WORDS HAD NEVER GRACED HIM- however, the words were nothing by contextual add on in nights of passion depending on his company. Some had spared him those words, but those were just the false words of animal instinct working. The most intimate of human interaction was also the type to be taken the lightest. THIS WAS THE DIFFERENCE. This had absolutely no link to any of those times. Time built on familiarity, the words held more to them.
THE WORDS HELD MORE TO THEM. A heavier hold. One he couldn’t easily react to- he wasn’t letting himself. NO- instead of giving any worthwhile response, without a word he left the room. His body didn’t speak for his mind- because, HONESTLY, he didn’t know where his mind was.
—– ❛Sorry chum, had to head out. Dinner tonight? -- .
TIME PASSED, but eventually he sent a text her way- NORMAL, nothing particular about it that even noted what had happened- not even the dinner offer, which was nothing new. EVASIVE, and evidently so. Perhaps the only specific was the lack of a punctuating letter, signifying which of him was talking.
have you ever felt abandoned by the ones you trusted ?!
>>> PRIVATE FILES : The Evil Within Starters
OUT OF THE SHADOWS AND INTO THE LIGHT. Like the poltergeist, the malevolent spirit, he had made it out of his way to make his presence clear after the gala INCIDENT. HOWEVER- this was the first face to face interaction he had ALLOTTED since. Unlike the romanticized killer, the media crafted madman, he wasn’t here to ‘admire his work’. In actuality, he didn’t even look at the damage he had caused- the incapacitation of a once close ally. Gaze didn’t even seem to note it- attention directly concerned on her features.
Nor did he conceal the weapon grasp between hands- one gripped loosely around the base of handle, the other allowing a resting spot for the barrel of his preferred gun. The prior member of a long gone organization didn’t HIDE or TELL that the safety was on. IT WAS PURELY A DISPLAY- not quite the cobra flashing its hood, but more the peacock displaying its colors.
❝ -—- You always did trust too much. ❞ He closed the gap between them, showing he had no fear of the other. Beside him, he laid his hand and the gun upon the nearby side table, LAX AND CALM. There was no answer to the question- simply, a correlated response. This wasn’t the time to spill the heart and open up. After all, he was the type to keep his body open and his minds closed. IT WAS FOOLISH TO SHARE ALL. It would be foolish to make it evident that there was agreement in those words. —– ❛OF COURSE HE HAS
AFTER ALL, NOTHING IS WITHOUT REASON
❤.
>>> PRIVATE FILES : symbol > ❤ = kissing them
‵Be careful for whom you trust- the devil was once an angel. ‵ A trite saying, ONE WRITTEN ONTO THE HEARTS OF MEN. The befall of all came from the gracefulness of trust, and the bittersweet TINGE of a charm. But, ALL is not an inclusive word- this would infer not only the pure, but those otherwise.
For a man of extreme libido and a flashing CHARISMA, there was something unusual about this. Something beyond a silken bed sheet and a one night stand- SOMETHING MORE PURELY HUMANE. Sudden proximity, SUDDEN SOFTNESS was not met with the surprise of shock. Oddly, his reaction was quick and certain- hand locking softly underneath her hair, holding. Holding, gripping, RECIPROCATING. His free hand moved, gripping her shoulder just as SOFTLY but CERTAINLY.
'Something more purely humane’- WELL, it was half true. THERE WAS SOMETHING THAT SET IT OFF- knowledge. Knowledge that he knew another man, one of their own, had his own adoration for her. However, this did not offset action- he held, JUST LONG ENOUGH. There was some sort of depravity in this- and then there was THIS JUST BEING HIM. Eventually, he parted, but kept a hold. ❝ -—- If I didn’t know better, I’d say your trying my tactics for coworker bonding. ❞
Lancement de la version 2
Bonne nouvelle, la version 2 de Bemoose est en ligne ! Il reste quelques légers bugs à corriger mais la version est fonctionnelle.
Comment a été développé ce site de rencontre ? Intégration du webdesign à l'aide du framework CSS 960.gs, pour une intégration rapide, et compatible sur la plupart des navigateurs web disponible sur le marché.
Le développement est en PHP 5, tout fait maison.
Il reste pas mal de travail à faire sur le référencement pour optimiser au maximum Bemoose.
En attendant, vous pouvez vous inscrire ;-)
Avancement de la version 2 de Bemoose
Le développement avance, si cela continu, la prochaine version verra le jour courant Novembre ! Le mieux, c'est de vous rendre sur la page d'accueil de Bemoose (pour Google, le meilleur site de rencontre gratuit et original) et de vous inscrire pour être informé dès le lancement du site... ;-)
Au programme, pleins de nouveautés et de surprises...
Du nouveau !
Ça ne chôme pas chez Bemoose ! Une nouvelle version est en plein développement avec une toute nouvelle interface ! Attention, ça va faire mal !
En attendant, vous pouvez être informé dès maintenant (pour ceux qui n'ont jamais été membre de Bemoose auparavant), en vous rendant sur la page d'accueil de Bemoose !