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Aug 01, 2009 18:08

The desert, Svetlana noted, was a way in which lightning made itself complacent. Reginald's pulsating desire...to win was like a lightning rod atop a skyscraper: simply asking for nature's rebellion in city life. His rough country hands felt like sandpaper on her skin, sculpting her toned body into something many limbed and barely recognizable as they progressed to the bittersweet joining of power they both knew was impending. The video games were mere foreplay and she knew it. She knew it with every stroke of hot air that coursed down her neck and the sweat melting off of the hot body before her like candlewax.

Why was it so very hot in this room?

They needed to fix the air conditioner.

In this kind of heat usually individuals would endeavor to move away from each other, but the way they played and inched towards each other's body heat was frantic bordering on animal. Like an insanely slow, thick animals. Who knew tortoises could be so sexy? She threw herself wolflike into the game, all knashing teeth and clawing hands and disgusted at the ...

Cao Cao will penetrate from the East, while Sun Jian attacks from the west.

MMm, penetrate.

Do you think you can break through our forces?!

He quivered with gleaming eyes, aroused to the point of pain. It forced him to go back on his deal from earlier, which was to let her control the game. Like hell that would last at this rate, as he wanted to push her up against the wall and seize the first player remote. Letting a woman lead the rebellion was...

Enemy officer defeated.

Okay it was kind of working, and the way she bit her lip and closed her thighs around the pillow made him wanna fight the Yellow Turban Rebellion all night long.

Mmm, yeah...you fight those turbans.

One hundred enemies felled. We all must follow your example.

Svetlana groaned. Screw this shit. She whipped the remote at Reginald's head and said, "Are you going to fuck me or what?!"

Reginald decided that letting a woman lead the rebellion was his idea all along.

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Nothing so relaxing as writing something terrible. Perhaps next time I should come up with 101 ways to say penis.
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