laughter after sunset, ten/rose, pg. (photo prompt #19)
But before he can say a thing her lips have crashed down on his, her hands are around his neck, in his hair, and he can taste her - salt and alcohol and something distinctly Rose, 1,209 words
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I'm pleased you like this.
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And lovely icon, too! ;)
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Isn't it gorgeous? It was made by flame_inside_me
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