YEAH!!!!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYEAH !!!!!! ( grace melting down in the background . sobbing his little eyes out . screaming and crying and throwing up . thrashing all about . )

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YEAH!!!!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYEAH !!!!!! ( grace melting down in the background . sobbing his little eyes out . screaming and crying and throwing up . thrashing all about . )
what if they touched big boobied chests together what then
i don't have a gif for this but i think they should touch big boobied chests together a lot actually.
puts ur icon in my mouf
it is pretty sexy now isn't it? not that it wasn't before but--
@etharest sent : it's too soon, at least she thinks it is, but she's been feeling some type of way && so when she rounds the corner, seeking him out, she makes sure that the strap of her night dress has slid off her shoulder && down her arm. " ... dom? "
domhnall was sat by the fire, shirt unbuttoned and suspenders off his shoulders and by his sides. he'd only barely heard the soft fall of her footsteps whenever she approached. ❝ everythin' alright, love? ❞ voice was low and tired. though sleep didn't mean much to the eternally damned. only sometimes was he able to shut his eyes for rest. blue eyes shifted away from his book and upwards at the angel. as it traveled up her form, he noted a soft shoulder was exposed and nearly more if the dress slid any further. likely the creamy expanse of her chest would follow. ❝ c'mere. ❞ the vampire beckoned lia closer with only the first two fingers on his hand. then that hand raised to pluck the strap carefully and lift it back to its place. though the act wasn't entirely innocent as the backs of his fingers brushed over her arm on the way up and lingered a moment upon the strap. he wondered where she'd found such a pretty thing to wear for night time or if that was something she'd always owned. as his hand lowers once more passing near the bottom hem of the dress to feel its material between his fingers. just as cool and silky as he'd imagined. book shifts in his lap as he turned to face her more. his knees nearly level with hers. ❝ do y'need somethin'? ❞ if only he could read her thoughts, he'd know what it was that she wanted. and if she read his, she'd know that he would gladly indulge her.
LARISSA WHEN SHE WHAAAT?
aether angel here to deliver pets unto torgal tyvm <333
WAGGING TAIL INTENSIFIES. Tongue out, the canine leans his jaw deeper, and deeper into the palm of the angel's hand. Liana is living proof that heaven exists, he is sure of it.
lia, if she's far away (without a balloon) : "DONT TOUCH MY NO-NO SQUARE"
horrible decision really, because it doesn't matter if there's anyone else present or not, ilmerrisan is barreling through the crowd and the nearest sentient thing is getting taken down to the floor, torn apart limb by limb, and there's blood and drool everywhere. it's a bad time. he doesn't know the song.
@etharest sent : there are tears streaking down her cheeks. what a usually angelic & sweet visage, composed, is now wrought with distress & exhaustion. it's all she can do to even stand, but she leans forward, heaving sobs against his chest, wrapping her arms around him. tired angel is tired.
dom could tell by the weight on her shoulders as she approached that something was wrong. the usual airiness of her spirit burdened by an unknown thing. it took the smell of salt in the air to realize she was crying as her dipped head had hidden the tears from him. immediately upon her forehead landing against his chest, arms wrap her up tightly, supporting her while standing. one of his hands strokes at the back of her head and his eyebrows creased in unseen worry. ❝ shhh, ❞ he hushed her gently, not to tell her she couldn't cry but to soothe. lia would only exhaust herself more with the tears. knees bend and the arm that once was supporting her now scooped under the back of her thighs to pick her up. it was effortless the way he carried her now and sat upon the edge of the bed. she was on his lap, cradled in his arms when he began to hum softly some nameless tune. ❝ aingeal beag ciúin. let's go t'sleep, hmm? ❞ only she would receive this type of behavior from him. no other.