Folie à Deux, Chapter 18/18 | AS/S, H/D | R COMPLETE!

... throat vibrates when you talk," I whisper. He sighs and rubs his thumb across my cheek. "Just ignore it. Okay? It doesn't mean anything. You're my best mate. And practically my brother. I'm pushing for bunk beds." If he hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have noticed. My wits are dulled, I'm so tired. But I shift my hips and feel it there, against my stomach. I think of it in Claire's panties, or...

New Person, New Fic

...was practically shameless, unabashedly strutting around in extraordinarily tight pants and moaning onstage, but Jimmy was a bit more private.   He couldn’t understand why it was bothering him—they’d shared beds, bathrooms, women—but this just seemed like something too personal, something he shouldn’t be listening to.   And he wasn’t even confessing his undying love to this chick, or spilling his...

First time/help

...’s face. “Mama-Mama, what’s wrong?” Kohar force a weak smile and looked to her son. “Nothing, sweet son.” She pushed Indur into her brother’s arms. “Here, take Indur, hide beneath your nap-beds-and do not make a sound.” She whispered, kissing both her children on the forehead. “Go on, I’ll come get you soon.” Waving her children away, she fled the room hurriedly, searching for her husband: “...

... fall. This prevented his body from seizing up on impact and breaking any bones.” They went through another curtain into a larger room. There were dozens of witches and wizards scurrying about between the twenty beds that were set up. At the far corner, Percy spotted Oliver; he was awake now, reading a chart to who Percy could only assume was the doctor. As they approached, Oliver turned his ...

...-offs by nature. It does surprise him that all of them think of him as the instigator, the whore. He's the only virgin of the group, how can he be the whore? They all lie on their beds, James and Peter still panting whilst Sirius begins to attempt cleaning up his blanket. The brunet looks over at Remus. "You didn't come, why not?" And this is when knowing how veritaserum works helps. He can't ...

The Suburbia Affair

... Illya sits and explains their domestic set-up—he cooks, Solo cleans—remember my eggs, don’t know how many, never made a soufflé before. Illya's souffle will be a running joke. “You will make the beds before you go,” IK commands NS. Hmmmm? At least he used the plural. (BTW, Waverly has explained the mission but who cares? I’d rather watch our two boys play house.) Do you think Miss Witherspoon ...

... by accident. What is the weirdest pet you've ever had? Nothing. Are you still attracted to swingsets? Not really? Is it stupid to wear sunglasses when your inside, or its cloudy? Yes.. Is bouncing on beds really all that fun? Yes. Do you get more cranky when your hungry, or dont get enough sleep? Both. How's ur grades in school, or how were they? Straight A's or basic student? They ...

... for their remaining years on this earth. Don't they deserve it? If you want to be the lucky one to spend these last years with these precious little loves, just call Kathy at 305-401-4693 or email klcremer@aol.com. They don't need much. Two soft beds, 2 square meals, a couple of squeaky toys........and plenty of love, is all it will take to win a place in their hearts. Kurt: Millie:

... decided to eat breakfast on the road, so we could leave before the mad rush.  We left at 7:00.  I was still tired when we left, even though I got like 7 hours of sleep the night before.  The beds at the dorms were not comfortable at all and the sheets kept coming up.  We stopped at a gas station in Springfield and I got some donut holes.  They were pretty good and I haven't had them in a while.  ...

Hello! (hello...hello...hello.... *echoes*)

... different that the Ye Olde Sim City from waaaaay back in the day. Way back. Like decades. *facepalm* Can't think of anything more interesting to say. I'm delaying pulling Canadian Thistle in my planting beds. I hate gardening or pretty much anything to do with it. But this thistle problem is huge and we're looking like the weedy house on the block. With R in Chi-town tonight, I figure I might as...