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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [private]  (holiday party) show them the joy and the pain and the ending; Dovev
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    dovev

    There was a fire in her brilliant blue eyes when he touched her so lightly, an answering heat that he definitely wanted to coax more of. He could stoke those flames so hot and make them both burn with it. He was almost surprised that he wanted it all over again, considering the first time he'd only been pushing because she'd always shoved back and denied him. He'd given up on actually getting under her skin. Until she finally let him in and he dove into it with a long-contained hunger.

    Even the memory of it got his heart pumping and he warmed under her return touch. His eyes closed with a soft breath as her lips traced his mask. If she continued this way, she definitely wasn't getting out of it.

    "How will you see them if you're distracted?" she teased in a murmur, her breath on his cheek.

    He blinked open his eyes and took a step closer, pressed the hard edges of his bone against her soft blue body. His shoulder leaned into hers, and his hip leaned into hers, and his lips trailed hungry little nips over her neck to her jaw. He may have already gotten too far to stop. Self-control had never been in his skillset.

    "Distract me," he commanded in a thick voice, quiet and brushing over her skin. The kids would be fine. Plenty of people around to see if anything happens to them. Tonight was theirs, here in the outskirts in the darkness, hidden away from view. He backed up slowly anyway though, coaxing her with him to disappear for a while, deeper into the trees, further from any people that may be near.

    His heated black gaze stayed on her, so dark with want. He wanted to burn tonight, wanted to feel it. Wanted her to bring it and flare brightly with him.

    we're slaves to any semblance of touch

    Lord, we should quit but we love it too much


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    RE: (holiday party) show them the joy and the pain and the ending; Dovev - by Dovev - 02-08-2019, 09:39 PM



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