I know.
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Thread Topic: I know.
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Taylor: Then thats that. Thats what we'll do.
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*nods softly, clinging to his chest, closing her eyes* Yes....
Tonner: Hm...Well. -
Dark: Sounds good to me. *grins*
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Alright. Tonner. I hope you'll find that several elite guards are now after you. I wouldn't mess with trying to find us for a long time.
*disappears, reappearing in the treehouse*
*coughs, tripping a little* -
Taylor: *thatakwardmomentwhenIhavenocluewhattoput* Yeah. You first, dear.
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Elacie: *doesn't move, at all* -
Dark: *LOLthatmomentwhenyourealizeyou'vewatchedmoresexmoviesthanyourfriends* Nuh uh, Tigers first.
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Ilya: E-Ella? *sits slowly* -
Taylor: *thatmomentwhenyourealizethatyou'reabouttosmuttandyourjustlikeohgodohgodno* Mhm...No. You. *laughs softly* What, scared?
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*opens one eye, looking up at him* W-water. Or som-mthing. *shaking* -
Dark: *thatmomentwhenit'sbesttobepervertedforthesakeofgettingitoverwithxD* No. It's plain fact for the man to go first. *smirks* In your case the Tiger.
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Ilya: *nods softly, grabbing a cold water bottle from a mini fridge and handing it to her* -
Taylor: *butI'mrefusingtobepervertedfirstbutwhateveryes* Okay...*carefully slids his hands down to her hips, pulling her under him*
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(All of a sudden, we have a mini fridge in the tree house. Nice.)
*drinks it quickly, face slowly regaining its color* T-thanks. -
Dark: *e'yup* Mm. *chuckles lightly* You're being ever so careful.
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(Reea: I dislike warm stuff okay. Don't judge.)
Ilya: I'm sorry about that. -
Taylor: You would be too. *slowly moves into her*
(Like what the hell was I suppose to put? Thats the best I can do, Dark. -_-)
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*shakes head, rubbing her wrist* I...I don't like chains. Or needles. I think you know why. -
Dark: That is true. *sudden urge to throw pillow at him, RESISTS, instead stroking his leg lightly with tail like a cat boss*
(Challange accepted. I now plan to make you enjoy this. >:3)
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Ilya: Yeah.. -
Taylor: *kisses her softly* Your turn.
(Oh, fun. FML)
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*rolls over next to him* I probably shouldn't trust anyone anymore. Or ever be comfortable being around people. But you...I don't mind you. -
Dark: Hehehe. *ruffles his hair, putting one of her legs on his, moving a little to lick his neck* *pauses, tickling his cheek with le cat ears*
(WHAT DOES FML MEAN? D:)
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Ilya: *chuckles* Really? -
Taylor: *smiles softly, pulling her closer*
(f---. My. Life. XD)
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Yup...I need a new skirt. *frowns down at the one she's wearing, with has a huge tear down the side* Oh....to hell with it. I hate skirts anyways. *kicks it off, throwing it in his face* -
Dark: Nn, I blame it on you if I get prego.
(Ooh. Well what's wrong with us?)
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Ilya: *blinks, now has a skirt in his face* -
Taylor: *blinks, nibbling on her ear* Lets hope its a boy, if you do.
(Nothing...)
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Elacie: Sorry. *laughs* I don't like skirts or dresses. You can put it down, I don't care if you see me in my underwear.
(Gtg to bed. See you tomorrow, Cat.)
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