Fishing is the life and death struggle between man and fish. Forget this and you will die.
Yo. Nick's party was pretty fun...Cept for teh lack of sleep and teh sickness and all...
Yum...Samaurai Champloo...
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Yum...Samaurai Champloo...
( Drabble Meme )
Enjoy!
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Far below the surface of the waking day, he idly toys with the cave-dwelling snake in his grasp. It slithers over his palm with its long body encircling the rest of his wrist, and its head bobbing as it pokes its tiny grey head in between the wide gaps between the man's lean fingers. Winding around one of his long digits, it seems to chastise Orochimaru with its tiny red tongue, flickering in and out of shadows cast by the dim torch on the wall.
As fickle as he was, his only response is to stick his tongue right back at the creature.
There are no secrets about the character of this man.
In the dark I watch him entrance the cave dweller with the swaying movements of his tongue; Insulted, but intrigued the snake only curls into Orochimaru's palm.
Reconsidering my decision to discuss methods of poison with the man, I turn to leave the cave just as silently as I had entered, but the sound of fabric dragging on the ground sparks his interest and he turns to look.
"Yes…"
The echoes of his voice strangle my speech like a silk cord around my neck. I reach for words that were so ready in my mind and can't seem to find them. Hand on the rocky doorway, I slowly turn around to face him.
At my long silence he stands, locking eyes with me, and as I sullenly glare into the yellow slits, the words expel themselves with one breath.
"I wanted to ask your opinion of the use of snake venom in poisons."
Although trying to keep my composure I cannot help but take a sinewy breath. This only spikes his interest further, causing him to take a step closer, leering lecherously my lithe figure. I look so small in the dark, covered by shadows and the tent like cloak.
He stares at me a little longer, and then drops the fellow who had become so familiar with his hand onto the dusty floor. As the snake slithers away, Orochimaru turns to me.
"Come a little closer, and I'll tell you what I think,” He fluidly sang out, and gestured with a mere curling finger.
There were no secrets about this man.
Even though I knew that, I take three tentative steps towards those two dangerously passionate eyes and fall, against him, slumping deep into his binding embrace. A seldom known heat settles over me and in one moment, as his tongue dances over my tender neck, before he traps me in a lust-driven kiss. My vision blurs in and out of focus, caught in a steamy haze.
My hands slide down his pale robes and into the folds that hung below his waist line. I interrupt the vigorous work he exerts on my upper body, and delve past the shields of cloth to the hot skin beneath. A wanton moan erupts through his throat, and he pulls away from my damp lips. Gingerly, he moves his hips before shoving me against the stone wall with a frenzied smirk.
Aroused and relentless, Orochimaru tore at my cloak, cursing the the piece of clothing. He cannot see me, so I smile, breathlessly, and knead at his crotch with my cold fingers.
Unlike him, I do have secrets.
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That was actually... pretty fucking hot.
Allie wrote almost!smut! And it was hot! *Squeals* My work here is done! Now I dont have to sex you up anymore!
You write my Axel x Roxas highschool thing like that and I will worship you more than I do already!
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I think not...
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I won't sex you up. Nor have I ever. *Shifty eyes*
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But sure...Why not? ^-^
*is super glad you like it*
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Don't be sorry about thinking about things! That was totally what I wanted the readers to think; Sasori is a master of manipulation. It's good than that you caught that.
Mmk, glad that's cleared up. Sorry bout the confusion. Ehehe...<^-^;
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