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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 13:05:22 GMT -5
"Not-" (kiss) "-at-" (kiss) "-all."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 13:06:44 GMT -5
He laughed quietly, in his throat, and mmed a bit as he pulled Adrian closer.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 13:12:07 GMT -5
"You don't mind, do you?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 13:13:34 GMT -5
He shook his head, just a bit dazed, and then, in a sudden burst of bounciness, sort of hopped up to try and straddle him. If Adrian didn't catch him they'd probably topple to the ground, but he liked forcing the challenge on him. It wasn't as though anything was that hard for Adrian to accomplish, anyway.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 16:39:34 GMT -5
Adrian managed to swiftly catch him with one arm.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 16:42:29 GMT -5
He pressed against him, one leg hooked around him, kissing back heatedly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 16:52:56 GMT -5
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 19:15:27 GMT -5
"Yes," he whispered, meeting his gaze.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 19:22:09 GMT -5
Adrian slowly began pulling Adrien's skirt up from the back.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 19:35:16 GMT -5
Adrien pulled back.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 19:42:01 GMT -5
"Are you still... aroused?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 21:08:24 GMT -5
Adrien smirked at him, prettily, and shoved him backwards. He felt like playing a bit rough, and it didn't occur to him that Adrian might not pick up on the hint.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 21:36:51 GMT -5
Both hands slid under the skirt now, moving up to the delicate hooks of Adrien's garter belt and unfastening them, caressing over his thighs and finally easing to slide his panties down.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 21:39:47 GMT -5
Adrien's eyes got bright, almost glassy, and his breathing deepened, his hands tightening on Adrian's jacket.
"Pin me," he said throatily, in a daze.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 21:48:17 GMT -5
Adrian slowly caught Adrien's slender wrists, encircled them in the overlong artificial index finger and thumb of his right hand, and lifted them above Adrien's head without breaking eye contact, lips curling into a knowing smile as he began pushing Adrien toward the wall.
"Like this, you mean?"
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