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Dec 19, 2010 20:52

“I got it right?” She exclaimed. “You had to be a drummer because of your arms.” Karina placed her hand on Spencer’s arms, squeezing his muscle. “So muscular. Drummers are always my favorite. They never get any love.” She muttered all of this loudly all while stroking Spencer’s arm.

Karina could hear Spencer’s erratic breathing and she lifted ( Read more... )

spencer smith, nc-17, fiction

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ext_933716 January 4 2012, 02:05:38 UTC
Lol oh my fuck. This whole one-shot I was like....Wait. Wut. LOL. And then I laughed at the last line oh lawd. And it always gets me when one of the character's name is Julie. I'm like HAAAAY that's my name...lolol. But seriously this is some crazy good writing about s.e.x. I'm not looking forward to writing certain scenes as such in my stories, but I have written one which isn't tooooooo bad. But goddamn...It's so odd to write, le sigh. Anyhow. I love how she knows who he is and what she says to him towards the end, ugh. Very nice :P

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