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Guys I have research to do... It's very important for character building so if you have a moment to spare, please help a girl out
Who would win in a towel fight under the shower? Showel fight if you will
Lighter
Burnice
@fightsem / sc.
❝ are you okay ?? ❞ she asks , a frown taken to red ⸻ painted lips , ❝ do you want to come in and take a seat ?? ❞ penelope asks , gesturing to the sofa within the establishment , ❝ here , ❞ holding out a hand to the man , ❝ come in , please , let me get you something for that injury and something to drink . . . i hope tea is okay , ❞ she ushers the other towards the door .
"Any and all guests are hereby prohibited from the staff room."
「 GRIND 」 : for sender to grind against the receiver + reverse
she feels his hands tighten on her hips as if to stop her movement , her lips curl up into a grin as soft laughter falls from her lips as she pulls away from lighter just enough to speak , ❝ too much ?? ❞ she asks , hands carding through his hair as she peers at his eyes through his sunglasses , forehead pressed against the male's as she searches his gaze for any signs of discomfort or permission to keep going . . . though , feeling naughty , she rolls her hips down , grinding down against his crotch and a soft sigh falls from her lips as a gentle wave of pleasure washes over her figure , ❝ it doesn't look like you HATE it , ❞ she says , pulling back and plucking his sunglasses from his face to put it onto her own . hands resting upon his shoulders to keep her balance -- though his hands makes sure she doesn't slip off his lap -- she peers at her lover through the darkened lens , rolling her hips down against his thigh and another sigh falls from her lips , grinding down against the other's lap as if to ride his thigh . soft sighs and quiet moans befalling her lips , a whimper of LIGHTER's name as she bites her lower lip , feeling the man flex his thigh . a lazy grin , ❝ enjoying the show ?? ❞ she sighs out , the sunglasses slipping low on her nose .
❛ do you want to spend the night at my place? ❜
expectant eyes looking at the other , ❝ can i ?? ❞ penelope asks softly , ❝ would that be okay ?? ❞ she queries , not wanting to intrude upon lighter . . . but she is CURIOUS about his personal life , curious to him . they've spent a lot of time together and she still feels as if there are numerous things about lighter that she has yet to learn about . feeling like this invite means they've gotten even closer , ❝ okay . . . if you'll have me , i'd love to stay over , ❞ she gives a BRIGHT smile . humming happily , ❝ shall we get some drinks and snacks ?? my treat , ❞ she grins , leaning against lighter's side , savoring the other's warmth against her side .
living the dream , benzos and gasoline .
unreal unearth ━ accepting
❝ we seem to have different definitions of “ living the dream ”, mr. lighter. ❞
words weren't judgmental nor flippant, but a simple statement of fact. it was clear that lighter led a life entirely alien to sunday's, one in which being a bodyguard was only a job that paid well instead of an actual profession. sunday didn't even know what living the dream could possibly be, the realization that his life was nothing but an experiment still sitting uncomfortably in his chest. he had barely lived in reality, much less experienced the splendor of a life in a dream. flaxen hues dip away from the bodyguard's features at the thought, the thiren's wings drooping in the motion.
❝ but ... it sounds nice, the dream that graces your waking life. ❞
‘if you hear nothing else I say, hear that. I do not say it in malice.’
╰ the song of achilles ━ accepting
❝ if i got mad at every hard truth, i would not have survived this long in the outer ring. ❞
in truth, mydei rarely found himself concerned by the thoughts and opinions of others, especially in the outer ring where most half baked thoughts were just a declaration of war or a challenge. he had to at least give it to the sons of calydon, they were cut from the same cloth as all the other gangs in the wasteland, but they used their power to help others and find a way for all gangs and inhabitants to live comfortably. for that, they had more of his respect than most did. amber gaze lifts to look out at the dusty road of blazewood, at the sun lazily settling beneath the horizon.
❝ but you're right, i'm more than willing to admit when i am wrong. ❞
that moment i knew , i had no choice but to love you .
unreal unearth ━ accepting
chase's words sit comfortably in his chest, swirling in his mind and his heart like a melody. though he was technically paid to do so, the son of calydon came into his life just when he needed it the most, lost and confused and hurt, pleading silently for a hand to hold him steady once again. he knows of the moment the thiren speaks of well, the memory of it fresh in his mind even now, but it makes the dove recount what moment cemented chase in his life and his love. not just one came to mind, but several, little flashes of their lives coming before his mind. perhaps he had always loved him, it wouldn't surprise gabriel much.
❝ you have always had a choice, but ... ❞ the thiren pauses for a moment, his fingers delicately petting at the dark fur of the tail wrapped around him before intertwining their fingers together. ❝ you honor me with your love, then and now. it is the purest blessing i could receive, second only to you. i love you too chase, more than heaven and earth itself. ❞
