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: MIKA v. 1.04
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That may be true, but I have more than a say in what goes on within you and so that could cause you to fear displeasing me, therefore causing you to do and say what I wish for you to. -hitches her lips to the side- Even with that said, I am actually quite glad that I have great control over you. If you were to actually wish to be away from me, I’d fix that straight away. -smirks a bit devilishly as she slips her free hand onto his forehead which she uses to move his bangs to and fro, eventually placing a soft kiss on his exposed forehead once the curtain of hair is pulled to the side- Since your feelings are real — as you say — I will treat you like a real partner. Can you handle it? I wonder.

-perks a brow at his quite bold statement- Are you saying that the ridding of this “problem” shall amuse you as much as it does me, my darling? How interesting. If you had the same thing on your mind, you should have said something. -places one of her knees between his thighs and parts his legs in order to rest her leg against the wall between his own pair as he rids her of her shirt, not giving the process much thought until his hands find their way to her belt- My, my, I do think you have a point there, my cute Mika. Shall I show you your first time of lust and romance meeting together as one? -breathes against his neck as she pulls his hands away from her, holding his wrists together with one hand and impatiently pulling down his pants with the other, sticking the same hand up his shirt and pinching one of his sensitive nubs shortly after while her tongue slowly but surely slips past the boy’s lips and initiates a round of slow tonsil hockey- Nn .. -grunts softly against his neck as to send the dull vibration up his receptors and plants feather-light kisses along his jawline as she lowers herself onto her knees as to nibble down on the skin she exposes as she stands back up with his shirt being propped up by her wrists- Je t’aime, my cute Mika. -whispers her words against his lips once she reaches them again and places her hands on his hips where she slowly works her fingers into his lower cloth barrier, working her fingers from his sides to the middle where she gently strokes his length whilst continuing her fire-filled kiss-

June 4, 2012 // 12 notes
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