S-STOP!
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Don't worry. That can be arranged~
*sets knife aside*
*leans in and kisses his chest*
Such soft skin.
Ansel: *squirms, hissing*
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Crowley: Paisley.. Can't you understand I don't want you to get hurt? I don't want to take a risk.
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Melina: *smiles* *again*
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Waylon: Maybe what? -
Wesley: H-Haah.. *little noise*
Don't hiss at me, I'm not that mean~
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Paisley: B-but Crowley, I'm so bored.. I want to help..
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Ruairi: That t-tickles~
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Darryl: ..I'll find a way to make you guys important. -
Shiloh: Like that? *moves in front and takes legs* *shifts them in this position*
Ansel: Then let me go.
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Crowley: ..Ask your father.
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Melina: *giggles* *wraps arms around neck*
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Waylon: How? -
Wesley: *hiiiiiiss* N-No..
Nu~
*rubs against him*
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Ruairi: You're so cute, Mels.. *nuzzles*
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Darryl: I dunno.. I could.. Marry someone. I could marry you. ouo *wat* -
Shiloh: Too f---ing bad. Endure it. *slams into him*
Ansel: *little noise* Please..
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Melina: And you're hot. *tilts head, blushing*
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Waylon: ..*wide eyes* -
Wesley: *gasp* O-OW, YOU JACKASS!
Please, what?
*leans down, sucking on his neck*
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Paisley: Ask him what?
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Ruairi: *smiles* ...Really?
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Darryl: We could be married, but I'd let you date a girl, and then.. Your family would be in ours. And you and I can be friends, right? -
Shiloh: That's me. *grins*
Ansel: L-let me go.. *suppressed moan*
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Crowley: ..If you can help. If he agrees, I'll let you. If not- well.
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Melina: Mhm. *licks cheek*
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Waylon: Yes but I don't know any girl. -
Wesley: Get o-out..
I don't think so~ I know you want it. You want me~
*takes off shirt, moving chest close to his face*
*smirks*
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Paisley: Let's go ask now!
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Ruairi: Oh, Mels..
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Darryl: You don't? -
Shiloh: What's that? You want me to bang you hard? As you wish. *hard thrusts*
*spits at him*
Don't be ridiculous, fool. f--- off.
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Crowley: Fine.. *waves portal open*
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Melina: *looks up* *sly smile*
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Waylon: No. I'm independent. -
Wesley: *starts crying* T-That f---ing huuurts!
Peter: *catches his chin, leaning down* *rough kiss*
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Paisley: *runs through*
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Ruairi: ..I wanted to be the one to take it.. Your virginity, I mean.
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Darryl: ..Be with me, then. I'll be your girl. *Darryl stop* -
Shiloh: *faster*
Ansel: *wide eyes* *bites him*
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Crowley: *follows*
Pitch: *in the middle of the room sword fighting with Ainsley* *and he's all dressed up in this*
Ainsley: *struggling*
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Melina: They didn't take it, Ru.. They only touched me, but they almost did. Parrot stopped them.
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Waylon: But you're a boy. -
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*and his eyes gleam a deep emerald*
*lets out a loud moan, moving with him*
Harder..
Peter: *grins into the kiss* *grabs his hair, tugging his head back* Silly you..
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Paisley: *wide eyes* *watches, excited*
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Ruairi: ..owo QUICK I NEED TO TAKE IT NOW
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Darryl: Right now, yes. -
Shiloh: *harder*
Ansel: *breathless*
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Crowley: *sits on his throne, frowning*
Pitch: *clashes sword against Ainsley's hard*
Ainsley: *drops it, startled*
Crowley: *slow clapping* Looks like you won.. for the hundreth time.
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Melina: Now? ;3;
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Waylon: Are you sure about this? -
Wes: *excited moan*
Peter: *pulls away, breathing in* C'mon~
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Paisley: *quickly runs over, picking up the fallen sword* *and slashes at Pitch with amazing speed and strength* I shall avenge you, Ainsley~~
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Ruairi: Before someone else can! D:
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Darryl: *nods* *and eyes turn golden brown* *body changes* *lel is now a female* *goes to get off of the chair* I wanna help-- EEK! *falls off the chair* -
Shiloh: *aaand stops*
Ansel: ..*mumbles* ..f--- me.
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Crowley: *stands up, terrified* WOAH WOAH WOAH NO!
Pitch: *quickly steps back, lifting sword* .. *grins*
Ainsley: o3o
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Melina: O-oh.. *softly* Okie.
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Waylon: *quickly catches, eyes wide*
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