#jeremysgone

[msmysticblondie-archive]

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Drop a ◊ in my inbox and I'll tell you my reaction if you were in my bed, waiting for me.

"Jeremy? What are you doing here...this is either a really mean joke or an amazing dream. I'm just going to go with the dream part, okay?"

[msmysticblondie-archive]

[ woah there satan ]

[protegeonsarchive]

My muse is sensually moaning your muses name in their sleep... How does your muse react? What do they do?

Jeremy was surprised that she had agreed to go on the hunting trip. Most girls he knew didn't like killing helpless animals, but then again, Allison wasn't like most girls. The trip was actually a ruse while he hunted vampires anyway- and maybe a little about being close to her. Maybe a lot.

After she had slipped into sweet slumber, Jeremy had slipped out of the tent. He had been tracking this hybrid for miles, and if he didn't act now, he'd miss his window and have to start from scratch.

A few hours later, the young hunter returned triumphant. Gratefully, his partner was still asleep and missed all the excitement; there was little desire to explain the whole 'the things that go bump in the night are real' story just yet. There was something else that caught his attention, anyway. It was Allison. As he entered the tent, Jeremy discovered that the girl had begun to unconsciously tangle herself up in her own sleeping back. For a second, he thought that she was having a nightmare- and then she literally groaned out his name. His brow quivered in surprise and confusion as he crouched down beside her instead of crawling back into his own bag.

"Allison?" he whispered quietly as his hand touched at her forehead, and again, the lady archer responded back. Or, at least, it seemed like it. She spoke only his name, but this time, the tone of voice- along with a secret smile on her lips- was unavoidable. Yeah, he needed to wake her up pronto. "Allison." His hand brushed down her hair to her shoulder and gave the slumbering body a gentle shake. Nothing.

"Allison, wake up," the boy insisted again, making his movements more deliberate, trying anything to rouse her. Nothing was working. She just kept echoing his name back every time he said hers! "Oh, this is ridiculous," he uttered under his breath, and on a whim, leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. The reasoning was that maybe if she was having that kind of dream about him, the actual physical contact would wake her up. Yeah, she'd probably slap him for making a move without her permission, but Jeremy wanted to sleep. And he couldn't with dreaming up their sex right next to him.

He was taken completely off-guard when instead of opening her eyes, her lips simply molded against his.

[msmysticblondie-archive]

jeremysgone said: -basks in the flawless-

[ haha. um no. ]

historyhunter said: you’re so beautiful, Ollie! <3 ^^

[ i'm not but thank you love ]

[barbieklausbombshell]

jeremysgone said: because you sensed i just finished your reply

my spidey senses were tingling.

[barbieklausbombshell]

╰☆╮ >.>;

Send me a ╰☆╮ if your muse thinks my muse is cute

“Well, well, well, Jeremy Gilbert, what ever would your sister say?”

[twistandturnwhereangelsburn]

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