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feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

Nov 26, 2004 16:12

"How could you do that to him?" I asked quietly, knowing full well I wouldn't get a straight answer, "How could you let him alienate himself like that? Make him think that he was alone ( Read more... )

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__visiongal November 28 2004, 20:26:42 UTC

"You call that hugging and sharing and crying?" I asked, incredulously, "Well geez, Faith, I'd hate to see when you really broke down ( ... )

__visiongal December 3 2004, 11:09:07 UTC

"Nope, what do they say," I half-asked, half-groaned as she trailed kisses up my throat. This was what I wanted.

See, I remembered most of our drunken night. But parts were... Well, hazy. And if the half-rememberance was anything to go by? Repeat performances should so very much be on the cards.

"I'm wicked smart." I would have answered that but-- Kinda hard with Faith kissing me and her hands under my-- Fuck.

I moaned into her mouth, not the least bit ashamed, and slipped my hands between us. "You know what else they stay?" She stopped the kissing to look at me, a lazy smile on her face, "Slayers with too many clothes on should get undressed. Like now." Okay, maybe nobody ever had said that.

But I was thinking it!

wickedslayer December 4 2004, 04:26:06 UTC

"Is that what they say?" I asked, grinnin' down at her. She nodded at me a coy smile covering her own mouth. Mmm that mouth, everything about Cordelia was just fuckable. "Who am I to argue with them?" Seriously though. My girl could be a centerfold model easy. But she wasn't, nope. Her naked body was just about to be on display for my eyes alone. Eyes and other parts.

Tentatively my hand retreated from under her shirt, and quickly I reached for the end of my own shirt and pulled it off over my head. Now it wasn't very fair for me to be all topless and her to be fully clothed. With deft fingers I began unbuttoning her shirt until a black lacy bra was staring at me. The only thing holding back the most perfect breasts I'd ever seen. And I've seen alot of boobs.

Finding the clasp I unhooked it so she was free of the bra. My fingers gently trailed along them as I sat straddling her. Didn't know why I was takin' my sweet time with her. Usually I was all about divin' right into the good stuff.

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