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stifled yawn, lips obscured behind a leather gloved handβ
the cool nip of winter avoided, at least upon the length of hearty material. frost shared its kiss upon her face, turning olive tones to pale redness.
gods, did she ever hate the North.
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( @AHauntedVision β )
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like glittering gems, theyβd find themselves soon amongst her person; scurried to the vaults of her mind.
β Your ears are open. β a reminder, spilled through gentle speech.
β All you have to do is sing to the proper tune, and I will voice an accompaniment. β
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β Usβ? No. β
breath spills against skin, carried on the delicate flaunt of melodic heat. careful, intimate laughter that resonates in the chest.
β The day will rise. β thumb paints itself in a gentle stroke, carried from silver to skin. β My princess need not. β
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β± ocs and canon characters come to me. i promise that doran doesnβt bite. π€
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be disturbedβ
index strokes featherlight wisps, tucking the silvery strands behind the curvature of ear; basking in the light of simple domesticity.
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are they both lucky, then?
for talking is amongst her favorite activities.
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πΊ ΥΥ @LostToTide
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β ( @AHauntedVision )
β like morning dew, fresh upon the senses.
a flame upon the mind, run amok with romantic venges.
my heart assigned, lips offered in carefree pledges.
my one becomes two, in hopes your kiss mine own blesses. β
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β Then, my Volanteneβ β fingers extend, hooked around the curvature of chin. lips pursed in close-lipped charm, enticing emeralds stuck in coquettish glance.
β β look into my eyes, deeply as you can, and perceive as I do. The beauty, the voyages; find it all. β
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it happens oftenβ
names leave so little to the imagination.
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Funnily enough they meet before, but she didn't share her name.
@LostToTide
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β You might be singular in your belief, my pretty one. Oft, the challenges of sex present themselves, especially in the waters of Westeros. β
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courtesy of the fruits savored above deckβ
anything to prevent the sickness so prevalent to the waters. muddled amidst the sharpened tang was the dull hint of sweetness, run-off from the alcohol still prevalent on her breath.
deepness burgeoned itself in theβ
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Replying to @bastardiseius
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Nastya closed her eyes, surrendering to the kiss. She had wanted this for so longβto taste those lips. Now she discovered that Syrenaβs tasted of citrus.
The brunette deepened the kiss, placing her hand on the other womanβs waist.
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