I'm sorry, dear.
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Thread Topic: I'm sorry, dear.
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*shakes head*
I don't want to just lose her over and over. I will if I try to bring her back. Quintin, Crow, Hidden...all of them will just kill her. There's no point.
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Quintin: *leans over her* Well? -
Nah. Don't be.
*cuddles Taylor*
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Quintin: *kisses Janette, rapist style, hand sliding down to her stomach* -
*koff*
*meows*
Once again, don't kill me Tiger.
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Quintin: You're silly. Coming all the way here. But I can't say I don't like it. *chuckles*
(Because I'm not either uuu~?) -
*licks up his neck, wrapping arms around Taylor's neck*
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Quintin: *laughs* I'm supposed to? -
I love you more.
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Quintin: Pushy, dear. -
So true, Tiger.
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Quintin: *flicks her nose, sliding a hand into her pants* You are tooooo. -
Taylor: Not even possible. *smiles*
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No, I was waiting for you. *soft laugh, pulling his shirt off* -
If it isn't, then I'll make it possible.
*slides his shirt off, taking off own shirt and sliding his onto self*
I stole your shirt, how do you like that?
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Quintin: Waiting for me, hmm? -
Taylor: *blinks* Um...Well. People take my shirts all the time. *laughs*
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Yeah. Still am, really. *pulls on the edge of his pants* -
But I'm wearing it.
*snuggles into said shirt*
*purrs*
Waaarrmmm. ^-^
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Quintin: *pulls off her shirt and begins to kiss down her neck* -
Taylor: *sighs* Yes, yes you are...I know. Tiger's warm.
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*tilts head back, slipping his pants down* -
I'm not giving it backkkk.
*snuggles into him*
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Quintin: *rolls eyes*
(going hiking, brb in an hour or so) -
Taylor: Oh, well...My loss.
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*blinks at him* You're still being slow.
(Alright.) -
Yep. Your loss of a shirt.
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Quintin: *nips her ear* Heh, what if I'm trying to be? -
*laughs*
*nuzzles his neck*
Ohohoho.
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Quintin: I'm trying to see..what makes you finicky.
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