Charloft Summer Drabbles - Boat
OOC: his_firstborn used in limited form with the kind indulgence and trust of his creator and protective 'mum'. This started as a drabble but is over that word count, so, meh, not posting it in the comm. Timeline is post Lisa.The yacht was dancing across the still ocean, and the family on board was recovering from several years of loss, death, betrayals and
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Cody Jean gasped in delight when he dragged her up and had her straddle his leg. The leather of his pants, along with the teeny bit of silky elastic of her thong panties, gave a perfect friction. It was so perfect that he damn near had her coming, just with the coke and the rubbing. She rubbed, too, with her hand over his hard, straining cock, and she boldly leaned over to lick on the outside, and lightly rake her teeth over. Cody threw her head back, rocking on his leg like some obscene and perverted pubescent girl on her uncle's knee at a family dinner...the uncle no one let the kids stay with too long.
She had just felt those lovely shudders rising, and then he pushed her off, and she growled and grumbled with frustration. There may have even been a little bit of a pout. Sigh! Oh, well, they had enemies to kill, and blood to fuck in, and that would be fun, especially with the nice, big vial of cocaine.
"Let's hope there is no family cemetary there, on that farm." She had her bag, which had black leather ballet slippers. After all, a girl couldn't sword fight in five inch Jimmy Choos. She pulled her katana, and strode beside her lover. This was going to be too much fun, and they got into a jeep, ready to go. In the back seat, she looked up in Hsu's eyes, her own bright and high. "I can't wait."
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