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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:44 am
Arrow smiles too. "I'm glad we live together now."
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:51 am
"I am too. We still won't see enough of each other, but it'll be better."
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:51 am
Arrow nods. "My hours are most likely why my relationshiops never seem to work out..>"
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:52 am
"Well, we've worked out so far, and now we're living together, so it'll be better."
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:57 am
"Good." Arrow replies, kissing fox again. "Because I don't want to lose you, again."
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:02 am
Fox rubs Arrow's back some, "I'm not planning on it."
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:03 am
Arrow nuzzles his lover. Should we maybe be getting to bed?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:06 am
"Maybe." Fox replies, with a bit more connotation than Arrow usually gets out of him. He drags a hand down Arrow's chest.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:09 am
"I don't suppose you're sleeping in your clothes, are you?" Arrow asks.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:10 am
Fox shakes his head, but doesn't move to take them off, as he was sort of waiting for the scout to do that.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:14 am
"I think maybe... maybe you need help with that..." Arrow says, bending down and kissing up Fox's neck.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:15 am
The mage nods, nuzzling the night scout.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 12:39 pm
"Well I think I could be of service..." The night scout replies, while still kissing the adept. He reaches forward and starts to undo the buttons on Fox's shirt.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 6:13 pm
"I was rather hoping you could be." Fox replies.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 6:14 pm
Arrow finishes with the buttons and tugs Fox's shirt off of his shoulders. Then he brings his lips down and kisses the newly exposed skin, taking care to leave marks because yo, Fox is his.
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