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( .... hold up )
Did she really bake cookies? For me?
Did she really bake cookies? For me?
She did.
Because "he's a nice man and I feel bad for all the drama." I've never had a cocktail before, but I can't imagine it's enjoyable if it makes everyone act in ways they'd be embarrassed by later.
( Also he's entirely certain he'd try to touch Hank too, so it's a good thing he can't get drunk. )
Because "he's a nice man and I feel bad for all the drama." I've never had a cocktail before, but I can't imagine it's enjoyable if it makes everyone act in ways they'd be embarrassed by later.
( Also he's entirely certain he'd try to touch Hank too, so it's a good thing he can't get drunk. )
more than anything.
you and i belong together in all ways. it is not our fault that people do not see that.
i would not let them take you from me, no matter what. but it is still pleasing to leave the reminders on your skin. when the heat of my mouth fades you will still have the twinges from my hands.
i'm sure you would feel better having them when you knew i was touching myself to the thought of you. that even the memory of how good you make me feel has me wet and aching for you.
you and i belong together in all ways. it is not our fault that people do not see that.
i would not let them take you from me, no matter what. but it is still pleasing to leave the reminders on your skin. when the heat of my mouth fades you will still have the twinges from my hands.
i'm sure you would feel better having them when you knew i was touching myself to the thought of you. that even the memory of how good you make me feel has me wet and aching for you.
there is nothing better than knowing that. i like knowing that even when we are apart, you cannot get enough of me.
and i cannot get enough of you either. even if i cannot be inside of you right now, i can enjoy my memories.
i can get hard to the thought of your legs around my wait and i can jerk myself off to knowing how your mouth feels against my cock
and i cannot get enough of you either. even if i cannot be inside of you right now, i can enjoy my memories.
i can get hard to the thought of your legs around my wait and i can jerk myself off to knowing how your mouth feels against my cock
( See, he knew the Lieutenant would see reason. ... Or he knew he'd be swayed by food. Either or. )
So gracious.
( Can you tell he's been learning sarcasm? Whomever did he get that from? )
I'll be there as soon as I can.
So gracious.
( Can you tell he's been learning sarcasm? Whomever did he get that from? )
I'll be there as soon as I can.
let me help.
think of how well i will treat you later. when you come back to our room and i sink on my knees before you. where i will take you in my hand and hold you there, lips tracing every inch of you, my tongue following every ridge and vein. i want to taste you. i want to smell you. i want everything that i am to be consumed by you, every sense, every inch, every atom.
i will have you spend down my throat, and then take my time bringing you back to hardness so that i can guide you inside of me where i am will be warm and willing.
think of how well i will treat you later. when you come back to our room and i sink on my knees before you. where i will take you in my hand and hold you there, lips tracing every inch of you, my tongue following every ridge and vein. i want to taste you. i want to smell you. i want everything that i am to be consumed by you, every sense, every inch, every atom.
i will have you spend down my throat, and then take my time bringing you back to hardness so that i can guide you inside of me where i am will be warm and willing.
( yes, this is what he wants. this is what he wants to happen. he wishes it could happen right now but since it cannot, he will take the words. )
and what if i grabbed your hair? what if i fucked my way into your mouth? is what what you want too? to feel me that way? to know that i cannot resist you?
( because he can't. he doesn't want to try either. )
you would torture me, sister, and i would want it. i would want you to touch me until i cannot take anything else.
and what if i grabbed your hair? what if i fucked my way into your mouth? is what what you want too? to feel me that way? to know that i cannot resist you?
( because he can't. he doesn't want to try either. )
you would torture me, sister, and i would want it. i would want you to touch me until i cannot take anything else.
( The thought of it has her thighs clenching together with want, pulse fluttering inside of her skin. He knows just how to play her, both body and soul. )
you could take what you want, brother. if you wish to fuck my mouth then do so. i will take you as deep as i can, let you have your pleasure from my body in whatever way you'd like to wring it.
i wish you were here with me now.
you could take what you want, brother. if you wish to fuck my mouth then do so. i will take you as deep as i can, let you have your pleasure from my body in whatever way you'd like to wring it.
i wish you were here with me now.
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