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The way he fills me, presses into me and stops this aching that I have inside me. Even if it's for a moment it's just what I need, what I crave right now.
"God... yeah, like that..." I rock my hips slowly and with determined movements against his hips, feeling him gasp and arch with each circle of my hips. Nothing about this
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"Nobody's hurting anybody," I mutter, mostly to myself. "No demon violence allowed in Caritas anyway, so I don't know what you thought you were gonna do with that thing, Lorne." The sight of that stake in his hand, even though he's my friend, made a prickle go up my spine despite the fact that I had one just like it pointed at her heart not an hour ago. How times do change.
Tara's self-depreciating joke about getting a job draws a slight smile from Lorne... we both know that he's hired far stranger employees than Tara over the years. "Couldn't be worse than the Yeti," he remarks thoughtfully. "Talk about a bull in a china shop." He's growing more at ease with each passing minute, and I can see his meet-and-greet persona just itching to slip out.
"I was kind of hoping you could... if you don't mind, I mean... if you could read her?" I ask tentatively. I meet Lorne's eyes and I know he can see my confusion and desperation, even without a song on my lips. "If you could just steer us in the right direction..."
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I nodded and shrugged, hunching my shoulders over and drinking down the blood most likely a lot faster than I should be, I wanted to take the edge off the cravings before they got too bad.
"Don't mean I won't read you. Least I can do for my friend here; I just can't promise any good answers." He leaned against the back of the bar, giving Lindsey a glance before turning to me. "Alright, let's hear it."
Glancing nervously at Lindsey I let out an unneeded sigh, biting my lip and shifting on the seat before hiding behind my hair and singing softly.
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