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“runAnd they do. The two players run, run, run, unable to even look over their shoulders to see if the former sovereign is in pursuit. All they can do is duck their heads and pray for a few seconds to put distance between the two of them and him, if even that ( ... )
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She closes her eyes.
A slow hiss of air escapes John’s lips as she brings her hand inward. He shifts, bringing his legs close together a moment only to open them once more. Giving him a second to gather himself, Rose draws her thumb up to his zipper, forming a loose imitation of a fist around the bulge of denim. His hips give a little jump, but he does not move away.
Experimentally she curls her wrist, almost as if flexing her arm, and one of John’s hands jump to his mouth. “Oh-” Just as quickly it returns to the wall, but he begins to bite down on his ( ... )
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Either way, I am loving this.
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why yes orgasm denial is one of my kinks
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Well. Fortunate, but not fortunate enough.
He watches, waits, as the boy cries out against the girl. Occasionally he cocks his head, curious. The sounds that pool from the boy’s throat are half-pleasure, half-pain. He cries and cries until he’s finally brought to his fall and sinks into her. The girl holds the boy tight, and he knows it’s time. He opens his mouth, and lets out a mighty call:
“glub.”
The girl suddenly whips her head to face him, purple eyes wide, cheeks flushed almost as pink as the scarf around her waist. Her mouth works a moment before she finds words. “He…hello Viceroy. How do you do?”
Beady black eyes blink. “glub. glub glub.“I assume that you were curious as to what our whereabouts were. Rest assured, these are…indeed, our whereabouts. We are well ( ... )
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PSYCHE OUT
EVER.
(the captcha is "caled ge" "laudable". I swear it's psychic)
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Rose blinks, touching a hand to her cheek. “We-well, why wouldn’t I? This was something of a…flustering afternoon.”
“But you’re blushing way more than before.” He tilts his head in to bop his forehead against hers. “It’s cute~”
She rolls her eyes, angling her face away for more than one reason. In some strange way he was right: why on Earth should a kiss embarrass her more than a handjob (and, she supposed, that was what it was) should? It seemed more than a little presumptuous of her to pick now of all times to start acting like a blushing virgin. She sighs. Today had been a very strange day.
Rose looks back to find John staring at her from bleary, loving eyes, and oh damn she feels her cheeks prickling again. “How are you feeling?” she asks, willing her face to go calm.“You look…dazed.”
“I feel dazed,” he chuckles, rubbing his scalp. “My head’s ( ... )
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