"That is an amazing feeling to behold. A battle of man and beast for control. He throws me all over the place trying to get me off but I just hang on by my thighs alone, squeezing tight around the muscle…"
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"That is an amazing feeling to behold. A battle of man and beast for control. He throws me all over the place trying to get me off but I just hang on by my thighs alone, squeezing tight around the muscle…"
Our very own Austria
* ((there you go have fun))
[[Ahhh I am a dork!]]
Roderich sighed a little as he saw the sad face of the familiar person. He had been out riding again when he had noticed the other out and about. Perhaps she wanted some alone time, he thought and this made him hesitate as to going over. Eventually getting his confidence up to make a move forward he slid form his steed and led it over to where she sat. “Hello?” he spoke gently so not to cause alarm “It’s not often I see you out here”
She was still in her dance clothes. A long dark navy thick winter trench coat covered her form and her hair was still drawn back in a tight bun. She was on a park bench, going through her day planner and yet her mind had begun to wander back on the week's events.
Natalya looked up alarmed despite his good intentions. "Hello," she replied after a small gasp. "Nyet I...I had a class," she explained holding up the bag that contained her pink ballet and white point shoes.
Man, you said it. I get all my stuff from Germany. Pastry making is an accessible art form now. Got a new stove from him about a year ago. Good, even baking. Cos it sucks when half your muffins are burned and the other half is not even done. *shakes his head, as it was rather nice to chat about baking for once as opposed to the state of the economy or other such nodding-off inducing activities*
Ah yes I know what you mean. My oven was made for that purpose years ago but it is old and I should replace it soon.Makes me laugh at the amount of things i use and wonder how I ever lived without it
I don't wonder. I know and clearly remember how much it sucked.
And they call it the "good ol' days" I highly recommend Germany's ovens. Even their ovens want power so you know they will get the job done.
Continued RP
"would you believe me If I said i was unsure?" he asked the other "I have come to experience that I have not experienced love at first sight but I have felt love for both male and female alike" he admitted looking up "what about yourself though? It is only fair after all" He had an idea of what he wanted it was a case of waiting to be served
"I would," she said shutting her menu. "Although I've only ever been so inclined towards attraction for men I would be open to experimenting with a woman. I've only never found one I've been attracted to. I don't know what that means but I'm not opposed towards the idea." She folded her hands in her lap and looked around the room. The décor was really something.
offers up an array of cakes, deli treats and drinks to try and at least make you feel comfortable if not remember and then proceeds to play softly on the violin
He looked at the treats the other brought for him, rather confused.
As he started playing, he closed his eyes, listening to his music and feeling relaxed, muttering.
"R-roderich..."
[TEXT] I never wanted you to feel like that. My thinking was your hurt feelings were creating grudges. You are free to hate or feel anger to whoever you want but never assume your family doesn't understand. We are mostly quiet people who work our best but our efforts go unnoticed. I'm sorry if you feel betrayed [TEXT]
/ she looks at her phone and sighs, unsure of how to reply. there was a reason she had run off; the confrontation had terrified her /
[text] ...I'm sorry
Are you ok? There is an uncharacteristic dark aura around you my dear. I hope you are ok
I'm fine.
Eh? My aura...? I hope it's not intimidating anyone...