#unefille

[azelpics]

#words #unefille #drawing #eyes #heart #wc #bathroom #wall #cafepetite #paris10 (à Café Petite) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4DUwB-oCER/?igshid=1g7fqs3bw83u3

[caichuncharlotte]

Toute seule au Château de Chambord

[fan-ta-sie-blog]

fantasie: a thanksgiving

She kept kissing him, pecking him on the cheeks like a chicken pecking at grain. The smooch of the kiss kept sounding over and over. They laughed and giggled, bodies intertwining with each other. He pulled his face to the side trying to escape her smooches.

"Stop! Stop," He giggled, as he rolled around in the bed.

She laughed and continued to invade his face with her lips. He pulled her towards him, hand at the back of her neck, tangled in her hair. He pressed his lips into her, and she melted into them. The sheets and comforter wrapped around them. They were sitting up in the bed, fully clothed, snuggling and toying with each other.

She finally let go and smiled, flashing her big bright teeth, “I love you too much.”

He replied, “There is no ‘too much’ in love”

He then leaned and kissed her once more, a deep passionate kiss. His hand moving up her back and into the nape of her neck. They reluctantly let go of each other and smiled at each other. He sunk down into the bed, she sat on her knees, right next to his head. His head was rested on a pillow as his eyes gleamed into hers. She hunched over, leaned down, and smiled. She gave him small little kisses, and made a smooched every time she let go of his lips. She kissed him hard one last time then rolled out of the bed. Her clothes were all wrinkled, her hair was a mess. The cool snowfall out the window brought warmth to the mood. He tugged at her hair and stroked her arm.

"Please don’t leave," he wined.

"I have to go," she said smiling and biting her lip, "It’s Thanksgiving, you need to be with your family."

They let go of each other and she bounced towards the door. She opened it partly then turned around smiling and said, “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

"I know, I don’t know what you would do without me either," he laughed, throwing a pillow at her.

She smirk-glared at him, catching the pillow with her arms and throwing it back at him. Her lips curled up into the ‘you’re so stupid, I hate you’ smile she always did, that he loved. She flipped her hair and strutted out the bedroom door.

[eurobuzz-blog-blog]

Un Gars Une Fille - A Londres!

All you french learners have to watch this! Its an episode from a very comic french series! Its subtitled in English so you wouldnt have a problem understanding! Hope you enjoy! :D

[kiity-noune]

#unefille #Exceptionnel #avcungrand ♡♡

[batsimnautical-blog]

Un promenade.

[lil-medical-book]

Twenty-four by yllanna on Flickr.