I'm a college kid
a gamer girl
a lover of all things snack-related
an avid fan of table-top RPGs
a believer or true love
a cartoon nut
a lover for all things cute and squishy
a happy-to-talk-you-anytime kinda person
and an overall chill chick
That's me in a nutshell. If you wanna know more, you're gonna haveta befriend me first~
One more thing: I don'taccept random friend requests. Get to know me before you friend me lovelies.
Time seemed to stand still for Matthias as his lips passionately locked against Kyra's. Nothing else mattered. His heart raced, his mind was a haze, and his knees were weak. Each sensation was relished to their fullest as he pulled her closer. Oddly enough, no one noticed the two of them.
"I believe, love, that I can shush you." He gave Kyra little time to think over what he said. Matthias seized Kyra's shoulders, bracing her for what was to come. His hot lips pressed against her. Wriggling and writhing as if to force her into submission, the heat from his lips spread to hers. When he grew complacent with their locked lips, he relaxed, his lips kneading and suckling her.
The word trust made Matthias snicker a little A woman said she trusted him? That was something different. After another quick tankard of rum, he said "Perhaps you give him too much credit? Maybe you give me too much credit?"
"Can't 'ave him gallivanting off and getting killed can ya?" With an empty mug tankard presented to him, Matthias happily filled it with ale and then guzzled down the drink. After a satisfied huff, Matthias said "I do wager he's worried 'is purple 'ead off."
"Let's not talk about him right now." Matthias was eager to change the subject. The matter with that daft old man was starting to really depress him. As soon as Kyra was brought her tea, Matthias said "Where's Alvah? I'm sure he'd be just a tick jealous seeing ya with a gent like meself."