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English Lady said:Thanks Bel, you're a sweetheart. Now then, where's this party?![]()
Belegon said:Abs has offered the bar but I fear to face her wrath Saturday morning when she regains conciousness...
English Lady said:*grins and nods* Let's not incur the wrath of abs *shudder*
impressive said:Feh! She's a pussycat (ya just gotta know how to stroke her)
... so she doesn't chew your hand off ... <cough> I mean, yes, Abs is just a pussy.impressive said:(ya just gotta know how to stroke her)

yui said:... so she doesn't chew your hand off ... <cough> I mean, yes, Abs is just a pussy.![]()
hee hee heeyui said:... so she doesn't chew your hand off ... <cough> I mean, yes, Abs is just a pussy.![]()
Black Tulip said:

Colleen Thomas said:Hapy B-day Bel
*HUGS*

impressive said:I wanna kiss the birthday boy.![]()
Belegon said:all kisses will be returned with the same effort and enthusiasm they are given with...so don't hold back y'all...

Belegon said:all kisses will be returned with the same effort and enthusiasm they are given with...so don't hold back y'all...
English Lady said:Nervously I bite my lower lip, feeling the blood throbbing there, making my lips ache. I take a deep breath and lean in. My mouth touches his. The birthday boy freezes in surprise as my arms wrap around him and squeeze him as my lips press harder against his.
I drop back as suddenly as I threw myself at him, my cheeks a hot blushing haze of arousal and nerves. Gulp.
yui said:The line is long and wonder if I will be compared to the others that have come before me, and if I will be found lacking in some obscure skill that can only be gained by experience. I feel gauche and young and uncertain in the face of such comparisons, but I gather my courage around me in a somewhat paltry cloak and I step forward.
He smells like sin and sex and all things good in this world. I want to bathe him with my tongue and let him bathe me in his scent of soap and man and lust. I want to wallow in him, but instead, I quickly press my lips to his. A touch of warmth and softness, of restrained lust and gentleness. I kiss him with my heart, a bit of my soul, and when my tongue touches his bottom lip, I think to myself that I haven't ever tasted anything so sweet. Greedy, I take his bottom lip into my mouth, biting that plush pillow of flesh with a gentleness that is at odds with my desire to devour him. Sweet.
Drawing back, my eyes still closed, I think, this is sweetness, and I move away, making room for the next person in line.