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MAILBOX
I guess that the letters go here, huh? Fuck, I miss cellphones. -
For Theon
If Tyra felt guilty, taking a guy back to their...to her bed to fuck, she shoved it down, shoved it way down and kept smiling. She was sweating a little under the blanket, her hair curling where it touched her neck ( Read more... ) -
For Weevil
Tyra's a girl on a mission. She's wearing the shortest dress that the box would give her, the highest heels and she's looking for Eli. Her heels make a tight click click click on the concrete floor. She doesn't know why she expected Tim to change, why she expected that it'd be any different here because there aren't any actual rally girls here ( Read more... ) -
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from here.When they get to the doorway of the hut, Tyra turns around and steps in, her fingers pushing into Tim's hair, pulling his mouth against hers, perhaps a little hard. She misses her mom so badly, and she needs to take that away, and the easiest way is the press of Tim's teeth against her lip ( Read more... ) -
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There ain't much to do on the island other than sleep late. Tim gets up and goes somewhere most mornings before Tyra even opens her eyes, and she comes awake in a half empty bed ( Read more... ) -
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For Tim
Tyra moans, pressing tight against Tim, letting her body take over. Her arm stays around his neck and her other hand presses between damp cotton and skin, her whole palmed pressed against his ass, as she arches into him.
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home sweet home
The hut really wasn't so bad, not nearly as bad as Tyra had thought it was gonna be, anyway. Tim hadn't lied about the two rooms, at least. It's about a million miles away from her mom's place back in Dillon, and her room's pretty much empty except for a stuffed mattress on the floor (at least there are sheets and pillowsAt least the bruises are ( Read more... ) -
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Tyra wakes up suddenly, when someone else goes out of the room and lets the door slam. There's a moment of utter disorientation where she doesn't know where she is, or what happened, and she hurts, and then she relaxes back into the familiar feeling of Tim curled up behind her, his arm around her waist.
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Tyra likes movies much more than Tim likes movies but it isn't usually so hard to get their way and it's only a Tuesday night, which finds them sprawled on the couch and Billy's out for night and Tyra's actually kind of cosy. She's got one leg thrown across both of Tim's, her head against his shoulder and a beer in her hand ( Read more... )
