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 Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:05 pm
He gave another laugh, leaning back on his elbows as he grinned at her, grey eyes darting from her face to her chest, up and back again, "If yer so inspired, I aint complainin'!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:09 pm
The gaze was noticed, but she simply used it to her advantage, swinging a leg over his waist and leaning forward just enough so that her breasts were brushing against his chest.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:20 pm
He gave a low, intoxicated chuckle, grinning up at her stupidly, "Comfy?" Gingerly, his tentacles flailed, his drunken state making his controle even worse as they tried to poke about her skin and wrap around her waist.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:27 pm
Her lips curled into a grin as she sat up and reached both hands behind her. One of which lazily untied her swim top, but making sure to take her time while she stripped it off. The other hand unbuttoned and unzipped his pants with relative ease and little disturbance.
And then she went in, appraising the area almost immediately with a purr, which stopped short when she felt something missing.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:29 pm
He seemed too distracted by alchohol and womanly curves to remember what he was missing, tentacles slipping along her waist and sides excitedly, "Ach... there's a thing, aint it.." He licked his lips, leaning in drunkenly with the intent to kiss.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:37 pm
The tattooed woman wore a dumbfounded look of shock, brain trying to figure what happened in it's own altered haze. "You're..." She couldn't quite find a tactful way to inform him, but before she could say more, Antony was caught in a rather pleasant kiss. Instinctively, she leaned into him and returned it, casting the testicle worries aside for now. Maybe he had had cancer?
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:40 pm
"Aww, hell," He breathed, hands roaming across her back, and tentacles prodding and exploring her front, lips parted and his goatee scratchy against her skin.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:42 pm
She removed her hand from his pants so she could lean into him more, arching her back somewhat at the added sensations.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:45 pm
His mind seemed to be along the same lines, shuddering and gasping as the extra limbs pressed against her, exploring her by touch enthusiastically. They were clammy and rubbery, but were warmed by their combined body heat. "So now yer'," He breathed through a kiss, "Ready t'try, eh?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 11:50 pm
She pulled back to catch her breath and found herself unable to go anywhere even if she wanted to, and so she was torn. Torn between a bit of sadistic revenge and her loins. The latter won, and she simply tossed her top to the side, "You gonna prove yer worth?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 6:32 am
"Yer no' gonna kick me in th'privvies?" He laughed outright befor giving a groan, his grip around her tightening.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:09 am
She shook her head, knowing fully well that she couldn't get away now even if she tried, a low, raspy sigh leaving her lips when his grip tightened.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:30 am
He kissed her neck, tentacles quivering and sliding over her skin, "Nn, Lassie... Gonna' behave, then?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:34 am
Tilting her head back, she gave a rumbling chuckle, "Define... Behave..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:38 am
Somewhere in the back of Billy's drunken mind, the octopus stirred. his tentacles were wrapped around something so tightly... prey? Was it prey? Did it taste good? Could it be strangled? Could it be eaten? His grip around her tightened even more, almost uncomfortably as he dipped his head, suddenly biting her arm.
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