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SoBe said:
Bri... I'm fading fast....

:yawn:

Waiting patiently for cap :D

Will this help you stay awake while you're waiting?

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dazzledbylight said:


been over ...attending my first realtime setlist party...wooohooo :D!!

I've been reading hit & miss at the setlist party...there were some really odd posts about "premonitions". Really odd

:shrug:

But I'm enjoying the setlist part... :up:
 
Here we go......not as nice as the earlier one...but hey, smut is smut right? :wink:
And to post a cap as ~BS~ again. *sighs happily again* :heart:

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The hour is late, in fact, it's early morning, but things like that can be rather confusing after a few drinks, and you'd rather pay attention to other things. Like the man coming up behind you with an exaggerated swagger, singing some old irish tune, and making up words to the verses he forgets. You step out onto the sidewalk, and gaze around into the dark an quiet night. Few people are around, the streets are quiet (well, almost), and there's no one around. You look up into the night sky, the full moon shining brightly. The only night you need. You can't help but be entranced by the beauty of the stars twinkling above.
Suddenly the sky is twirling, swirling...it takes a moment for you to realize that he's grabbed you and spun ou around, a boyish grin upon his face. When he lets go you stumble, your world suddeny going topsy-turvey. He grabs you around the waist to steady you, and suddenly your world centers on him, revolves around him. You reach out and hold his arms, feel the muscle and strength.The warmth. The gentle strength of his grip on your waist..the suppleness of the leather....the...
"How ye doin there luv?"
His voice breaks your concentration. You meet his gaze, he looks concerned, but you don't think he's just concerned with your state of being. He also seems pretty concerned about your hips, and your waist...
You blink and give a small smile, reaasure him you're alright and just need to call a taxi.
His smile broadens, and he winks. "No need luv, I've got me own wheels" And he gestures with his head towards a waiting limo...unfortuneatly the quick movement throws of his gravity, and he pulls you closer. If only you could see his smirk.
"Besides sweetheart, I wouldn't want you goin anywhere alone....not in your condition luv." And with that it seems the decision is made, as his hand creeps around your waist, pulling you close, and in the direction of his car. He begins to hum again.
As you reach the car you turn to look at him, but he moves foreward, and you stumble backwards against the car. His hand a constant presence at your waist, to steady you..to keep you safe.
Close. Thats all you can think. He's close, so very close, you can feel the heat of him. Smell the ale on him, and feel the hot, and moist breeze of his breath on your cheek. He's all you can see, all you can sense. All around you. And everything tells you to touch, taste...and his eyes. You can't escape them. Intense and blue, he's gazing at you, watching you....and it seems like he can see your every thought. You blsuh and look away, barely registering how his fingers play across the skin at your hip. He licks his lips, his tongue peekig out, slidding across, leaving a moist trail. You stare, utterly focused on his mouth, on the scar on his chin, the slight stubble that darkens his cheek...
You close your eyes as he moves in, hovering for a moment, he places a soft kiss on your lips, barely a touch, before pulling back. Making a small noise, you lean foreward and follow. He smiles, but relents. The kiss is intense and hot. Pressing against you, your hands slip beneath his leather jacket, as his hands wander along your hips and one goes to stroke your back. With a low moan he caprures your lower lip, sucking gently before releasing you. You both breathe heavily, your sense overwhelmed and drunk on eachother. His hand sneaks behind you, sneaking a touch of your behind, before he opens the limo door.
Climbing in, he settle beside you, an arm casually wrapped around you. You lean against him, and he holds you tighter, pulling you closer. He presses a kiss or two into your hair.
It's almost perfect, peaceful. You sigh with content. But suddenly you realize there is a hand slowly trailing up your thigh. Teasingly, slowly...getting ever higher...and sneaking beneath the edge of your skirt...You look up to meet his mischevious gaze, watching your every reaction. Just as you cry out, he smothers you with a hot kiss, his tongue imitating what was happening elsewhere....



yay..got some smut in there ;)

Anyhoo, enjoy, as this is my last ~BS~ psot of the night.
I gotta run soon anyway.


:scream:
omg..this one is longer than the last...:yikes:


heh...I tried VP..it's sorta kinda whatever of what may have happened the night before...
 
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