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.... I raise puffed up eyes, meeting understanding blue ones. "C'mon now,...back from that horrible memory. Not meeting his eyes, I focus mine on...to help carry some of the weight off his shoulders. Old Xander used...We slept together. Three, uh, four times. Actually I'm not sure how...your answer." "Sex holds that much weight to you, doesn't it?" ...to the screen. I shift my weight from foot to foot; the ...
... feel a sting inside; hating how many times someone had directed this question at me....my impulsive confession. Instead, Spike shifts his weight back, closer to me, and starts the...doors to his crypt open, dragging my weight inside. I groan when I witness the... on to the wooden rung, my weight heavily on my uninjured foot, I'...s hand stops from moving, his brows meeting. Gotcha! "The signs were there all ...
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...you get all these?" But he knew. "Watcher files," Joe said. " Totally against the ... grabbed it. "Oh right. Fun times at Watcher Headquarters. Where did you get this?" "Hey, you're not ... biggest hammer and throws his whole weight into the swing and brings his ... of women they were used to meeting, but absolutely clueless when it came to... holy rapture, A rousing whid at times to vend, And nail't wi'...
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Title: The Watcher Author : ginsake Rating : NC17 Pairing(s): Gojyo/Sanzo ... sharpeslass . This was hard at times, but I learnt a lot ... his movement downward with the weight of Gojyo’s body, until ... leaned Gojyo’s entire body weight on Sanzo’s captive wrist,...muttered. He moved his body weight to his hips and pushed...up into his thrusting hips, meeting his thrusts every time, rolling...