MissVictoria
Falling Farther In
- Joined
- Oct 6, 2001
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OOC: I'm fine, just feeling a bit sick, and trying to catch up with duties I neglected during my sick time, and the holiday. E-mailed several hundred lawyers and am the state director for an organization that is currently verifying member information and I had twenty seven personal letters to write, and I have to shampoo the carpet and have a writing deadline, as well as classes to teach every weekend this month and plenty of questions to answer from students during the week, and... I should just stop now. I'm a Leo if that says anything. Leo, with Leo rising. Ha.
Thanks so much for the concern. I'm not overly ill. Just overworked in the things-I-do-for-no-money department. *hug*
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She could feel his firm body beneath the thin cloth of their costumes, and a soft shiver worked its way down her spine, settling in her tailbone- causing her lips to part slightly and a look of want to become increasingly obvious in her eyes.
She could not speak, words were beyond her now. Her actions spoke now; her hand clasping behind his neck, pulling forward, her other slipping along his hipbone and around to cup his rear. Her lips found his neck, first licking and then sucking on the firm flesh, her mouth opening wide and then wider, as if to devour all that it encompassed.
A soft noise escaped the back of her throat, and her body pressed insistantly toward his, arching and pressing, molding itself against him. Her fingers wound in his hair, grasping and massaging his scalp, slipping down his neck, scraping lightly along the skin.
Thanks so much for the concern. I'm not overly ill. Just overworked in the things-I-do-for-no-money department. *hug*
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She could feel his firm body beneath the thin cloth of their costumes, and a soft shiver worked its way down her spine, settling in her tailbone- causing her lips to part slightly and a look of want to become increasingly obvious in her eyes.
She could not speak, words were beyond her now. Her actions spoke now; her hand clasping behind his neck, pulling forward, her other slipping along his hipbone and around to cup his rear. Her lips found his neck, first licking and then sucking on the firm flesh, her mouth opening wide and then wider, as if to devour all that it encompassed.
A soft noise escaped the back of her throat, and her body pressed insistantly toward his, arching and pressing, molding itself against him. Her fingers wound in his hair, grasping and massaging his scalp, slipping down his neck, scraping lightly along the skin.