//What's thatothermalikboy's new Tumblr? (Wayne Malik)
//Where can I find him?? I really miss RP’ing with that character. :’( If anyone knows, please tell me!
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//What's thatothermalikboy's new Tumblr? (Wayne Malik)
//Where can I find him?? I really miss RP’ing with that character. :’( If anyone knows, please tell me!
//Does anyone know what ThatOtherMalikBoy's new Tumblr is?
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Liam's eyes widened considerably as he felt the dark haired lads hand on his thigh. Was this really happening? Apparently, yes, because it was now slowly making it's way up. His cheeks went a light shade of pink, and he made sure not to talk because he knew it would come out as either a stutter, or a helpless whine. Instead, he shifted awkwardly; doing a horrible job at hiding his.. problem.
Send me '⁈' for my character's reaction to your muse running their hand up mine's thigh.
I want the K.
10: Neck Kiss
Liam tilted the others neck, giving him better access to the tanned skin. He moved forward, pressing a soft kiss to the others neck. Soon, he started to suck lightly, biting down on the flesh now and then; making sure to leave a mark. He pulled back a little, admiring the new mark that was beginning to form.
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If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.[] Oh disgusting.[X] Again, again.[X] Kiss you back.[X] Let’s take this to the bedroom.[] Slap/Push you away.
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um, no.[X] Yes.[X] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.[] Ew.[] Sure.[X] YES.
Sex?:
[X] Let’s do it.[] No. You can’t handle my d.[X] FUCK YES.[] No.
"You're right, I don't know how you feel inside, but you should be like me; not let anything like that get to you."
Liam shook his head again. He shouldn't have, because he was agreeing with what the other was saying. "It's not as easy as just 'being like you'. Some people have more worries in life than getting money from others and having enough drugs!"
"Well, you're an idiot." He stated simply. "It's not what everyone wants. You shouldn't let things get to you, mate. You've gotta be strong. So what if you're sent hate? The other's are sent hate. Hell, my brother was sent hate, saying he's a fucking terrorist, for Christ sake." He exclaimed. "Don't let it get to you, Liam."
Liam closed his eyes and let out a long, deep sigh. He knew that the other was right. He was right. Everything he was telling Liam was correct. "You don't know what it's like. You hardly ever let things get to you. You're.. not me. You don't know how I feel inside."
He ignored his words. "Why, Liam?"
Liam looked away from him. "It's what people want."