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Wyatt Lee Avery — Twenty-four, Witch-Vampire, History Teacher +var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5256943"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

[bloodlaaced]

“I would recommend the apple tea,” the doppelgänger spoke sweetly, welcoming the person into the shop she recently began supervising. 

[wyattavery-blog1]

“I don’t think anything could replace my coffee.”

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dominicavery:

“I didn’t mean to stare like a creeper, you just have something on your cheek.”

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[ariellekenner]

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[wyattavery-blog1]

The pair had gradually pulled away every item of clothing, both sets of underwear remaining through the impatient rush to become undressed. It was then that he could feel the warmth of her subtle skin press against his body. A sensation that he had been craving for some time now – in his mind, it seemed as if they had been apart for far too long. His hands separate the pressure between their forms to feel the touch of her stomach against his fingertips; all the while their lips continuing to work with one another. Each and every movement of his fingers led towards the plump form of her exposed breast, effortlessly rolling his thumb over the hardening nipple as he cupped one in his hand. 

[ashtonsalv]

“Truthfully, I think the thought of being set free from this place is a little scary. We’ve all be stuck here for so long, who knows if we’d even like what’s all out there.”

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“You don’t want to see something that isn’t Mystic Falls? And before you say it, the television doesn’t count. The change, I believe, would not be drastic enough to impact us too deeply.”

[ariellekenner]

“Shirt, off.” Arielle murmured against his lips, nipping at his bottom lip as she urged him to remove her shirt. Their slow removal of clothing and his lips against hers didn’t assist her in being more patient. Her desire was too strong to be tamed and she wouldn’t be satisfied until she got her fix. Her slender frame moved closer to his, pressing against his larger form and wrapping her arms around his neck, desperate to be as close to him as possible.

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Over their time together, Wyatt had become less resistant to her demands - both looked for some form of control although with their promise of less arguments, he certainly wasn’t going to toy with the idea of putting up a fight in these circumstances, as much as he liked to tease. His fingers grasped to the bottom of his t-shirt to pull it away quickly enough for their lips to spend hardly any time apart. Soothing her impatience, Wyatt remained indelicate when using his strength to rip off the Hybrid’s shirt with ease. The exposure of her skin was evident when the softness of her skin pressed against his own at the point of their bodies growing closer. The closer the two become, the further his hands trailed to meet the hooks of her bra; only to snap them away from their hold so that the article of clothing become loose against her body.

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ariellekenner:

With the button on her jeans undone, she assisted him in removing the article of clothing before kicking them aside. Arielle had become impatient whilst her desire for him had grown immensely. Her hands went to the button on his jeans, swiftly unbuttoning them before pushing them off his hips and causing them to fall to his ankles. She kept her lips connected with his, constantly craving to touch and taste him.

The impatience that he had began to mellow out when Arielle aided him in getting her out of her clothing. Wyatt took little time in kicking away his own jeans that were now around his ankles, thanks to her quick reaction. However this did not stop his lips from moving away from their connection; feeling the slight touch of their teeth as his hands moved to pull her closer to him.

[ashtonsalv]

“Well, what would you be doing if we weren’t all stuck here?”

[wyattavery-blog1]

“I would travel, see what’s out there.”

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evalyns:

“Hey I’m not judging you. That isn’t exactly the most honourable reason to become a teacher though, don’t ya think?”

“That’s only because nine out ten teachers come out with garbage about why they wanted to become a teacher - ends up setting a 'high' bar for the rest of us.”

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mrslexiavery:

“I don’t think that seeing their favourite teacher hungover will be beneficial for your students.”

“I’d hardly say I am their favourite; after all, I teach History.”

[wyattavery-blog1]

His lips proceeded to silencing her mumbles, moving his lips to open for more of Arielle. At the tug she made to his shirt, Wyatt lifted his hands away from where they had been placed and returned them to her lower back when their lips reconnected. He eventually continued to bring his touch to the button at the front of her jeans - taking little time in unbuttoning the clothing to slide it away from her body in his sudden urge for her.

[wyattavery-blog1]

“Never actually, I was praying to be out of this place by now but with the lack in careers, it seemed to have the best benefits for a job in this town.”

[corakenner]

“I don’t care what time it is. It is never too early for a martini.”

[wyattavery-blog1]

“I tend to go with the ‘it’s five o'clock somewhere’ line.”

[wyattavery-blog1]

“Just because it’s you, I’ll say it’s a damn good suggestion.” His head shook as he gave a mumbled laugh to her words. The need to response died down when his lips moved effortlessly with Arielle’s; sliding his hands under her jeans.

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