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[thesex_machine]

Comments

[opinion_neutre]

Psh, you're way too tired for that after such an eventful day "used to be"?

[opinion_neutre]

Oh really now. *grins and pokes him on the chest* Didn't you just say you were too busy?

[thesex_machine]

Mais, je suis occupé.
*bites slightly one of Vash's ears*

[opinion_neutre]

*chuckles*
Dear Monsieur, I hope you realize that making out with me will not help your economy. *passes his arms around his waist anyway*

[thesex_machine]

Sure thing, but...
*gives him a slow and long kiss*
it will help me.

[opinion_neutre]

Hmmm, guess that's a start, yes! I'll be glad to help out, then.

[thesex_machine]

I'm looking forward to it.
*pets his cheek while running his lips over the neck*

[opinion_neutre]

Mmm-hm, here's to hope for a good international team-work, huh?
*nuzzles the neck in front of him with his nose*

[thesex_machine]

I bet we're doing a perfect team-work just now.
*giggles a little for the nuzzling*

[opinion_neutre]

Thehe, I would like to hope so! I would also like to hope that my bosses never find out, or they'll have a fit.
*nibbles on his jawline om nom nom*

[thesex_machine]

My boss is ranting at me since the bankrupt, so I don't think you need to worry so much.
*moves a FREAKING COLD hand up under Vash's shirt*

[opinion_neutre]

Ah, but they just want the best for us... or themselves. Sometimes, I'm not so sure anymore.
*FRIGGIN SQUEAKS IN SHOCK too bad your ear is just there*

[thesex_machine]

GGH--Hey! What's this squeak about?!
*you ruined the mood );*

[opinion_neutre]

*steps aside pulling his shirt down again, looking somewhat horrified*
You have fucking cold hands, that's what I am squeaking about!
*NO U!*

[thesex_machine]

Oh man, I'm sorry.
*tries to warm them placing them near his neck*

[opinion_neutre]

Y-yeah. Well, I'll survive. Sorry 'bout the squeak. I guess. Just don't do it again, that was horrible. Why are your hands so cold, anyway?
*catches one of Francis' hands and begins to rub it between his own*