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| Jik Hyun | Feb 21 2012, 09:32 PM Post #76 |
Commando
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its done? nooooooo want more. I only read slash and write it. I do has some het parts in some of my fics. but in gen my fics r 100% slash. |
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| Orionhearted | Feb 22 2012, 02:38 AM Post #77 |
Bad Seed
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Haha no this isn't done. There is so, so, so much smut to come. So much. 
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| Whitefeathers92 | Feb 23 2012, 03:02 PM Post #78 |
Damage Case
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Oh and Pep's argument about Freddie Mercury is invalid. Freddie Mercury was bi, and he was a drug user. SO IN YOUR FACE PEPPER!!!!!! 
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| Voxx | Feb 23 2012, 03:14 PM Post #79 |
Poor Twisted Me
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| xxMExx | Mar 4 2012, 03:10 PM Post #80 |
Overkill
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The time between two chapters is way too long woman!   |
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| Orionhearted | Mar 5 2012, 08:02 AM Post #81 |
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Eeep, sorry!  The next chapter will be up soon I promise 
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| Orionhearted | Mar 28 2012, 10:19 AM Post #82 |
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Part 16 They're gonna do it! They're gonna do it! Sorry about the delay, but life got crazy for a bit there. I hope you guys enjoy this, it's a long one. There is still another chapter or two to go after as well! Warning : Graphic Man Sex. Proceed with caution. Or drooling. **** The first time that Thomas tried to have sex, it wouldn't even go in. He and Tyler had been fooling around together for a few months, and Thomas didn't even have a real awareness of sex. He knew that people had sex but it didn't even occur to him that men could have sex. He was sixteen and living in an eternal present, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world to have Tyler's hands and mouth all over him, getting him off. He let Tyler do whatever he wanted with him, not only because Tyler seemed to know more about these things than he did, but Tyler didn't give him much of a choice in the matter anyway. So when one night Tyler started exploring places previously untouched, Thomas just laid back and hoped to hell that it felt good. Tyler had settled behind him, lifted his knee, and had started to press against him, and Thomas had shut his eyes and tried to think happy thoughts. After a minute or so of unsuccessful pushing on Tyler's part, it became apparent that there was no way that it was going to fit, and that there must be more to this whole sex thing than they had thought. After digging through his porno mags, Tyler had found a 'Special Anal Edition' of Playboy, and Thomas had looked over his shoulder with widening eyes...lube, fingers, stretching, warm baths, dildos... The more Thomas read the more he started to realise just how intense it was to be the one on the receiving end. He wasn't convinced that Tyler's cock was ever going to fit in him. Following that was two weeks of long baths together and some very intimate touching with lubricated digits, after which Tyler deemed them ready for another try. And it was painful. So very, very painful. Thomas couldn't sit properly for days afterwards, and he had promised himself that he would never let Tyler near his ass again. But of course he did, and it hurt again, and they tried again after that. Soon Thomas' body began to open up, and he started to feel an odd sort of pleasure along with the pain. He started to enjoy that stretched, intense pressure, and before long he was craving the feeling of Tyler inside him. It was a complete revelation, and as he stared up into Tyler's eyes while wrapped up in his arms, their bodies joined as one, he began to understand why they called it 'making love'. To feel Tyler come in him as he came across their stomachs broke through his sex-crazed teenage brain and awoke something in Thomas. A need to love and be loved. A need to hold and be held. His complete and utter attachment to Tyler began with pleasurable sex, and even after they broke up, Thomas couldn't sleep with the men he met in New York. Early on he had tried to have sex with a fellow student at university, but he had turned into a teary, quivering ball of heart-broken misery as soon as they got naked together. Not only did that spoil the mood, but it made Thomas realise that he did not take sex as lightly as other young gays. But he missed sex for those few years, and all the blowjobs in the world couldn't make up for the feeling of being filled by someone you love. And sex was absolutely about love for Thomas, and he thought that Tyler had ruined him for sex for life... ...Until he had found himself, legs spread and arms bound, getting pounded by the frontman of the biggest band in the world. James was everything and more to him. Thomas was head-over-heels in love, he burned with desire for him and the joy of having James inside him was unprecedented ecstasy. Thomas was no longer tied to the ghost of a long lost love. He had found someone who could fill that void and ignite him from within. Which of course, made it all the more painful when James did what he did afterwards. It had almost broken Thomas. His heart was already smashed wide open from Tyler's death, and James had stomped all over the taped-up remains. But he had not given up on love, and it was looking deep into James and seeing his own broken pieces that Thomas saw a parallel pain, and a likewise longing. And so here Thomas was, pinned again beneath the man of his dreams, ready to give 'making love' another chance. This man that he had been through so much with, who had picked up the pieces of his heart and handed them back to him apologetically, and offering to fix the pieces that he had broken, along with the parts which Tyler had shattered. A man whose own crooked heart was a faded photograph in his back pocket, a gift to Thomas before James had ventured outside of every comfort zone to find comfort that he had not felt since he was very young. In the soft light of James' bedroom in his mountain retreat, Thomas had come full circle by putting his trust in the second love of his life, to not just shag, but to make love. Thomas sighed deeply as James kissed his neck softly and slowly. The singer unhurriedly pressed his lips to Thomas' collarbone, then throat, then jaw, then chin and then lips. Thomas reached up and cupped James' face in both hands, kissing him deeply as the singer supported himself on his forearms above him. James felt too far away though and Thomas pulled him down on top of him, making James chuckle against his lips as he re-arranged his arms. Thomas was crushed up against the singer's body as James wrapped his arms around his back and neck and kissed him fiercely. One hand slid up behind Thomas' head and James broke the kiss and tilted the brunette's head to the side as he devoured his neck again. Thomas' body was tingling with sensation and he felt a rush of adrenaline shoot through him as James held him tighter and grazed his teeth along his skin. He rubbed his awakening groin against James' flat stomach and groaned, sinking his fingers into the hair at the nape of James' neck. He shifted until he got his legs out from under James, then he kicked his cons off and then squeezed James' hips with his thighs. James lifted up and pulled Thomas' shirt off and flung it off the bed. He then reached down and pulled his own shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He stayed like that for a moment, kneeling above him, and Thomas relished the image of James gazing down at him, shirtless and glorious. Thomas smirked to himself and reached out and unbuckled James' belt. The singer eyed him hungrily as Thomas slid the leather from around his waist, and James twitched as Thomas popped the top button of his jeans open. Thomas dropped his hands back against the bed beside his head, sprawling himself out in a submissive pose beneath that blue gaze. James dropped down, and supported himself on one hand as he reached out with the other. He placed two fingers on Thomas' lips, tracing them gently, and then he ran his hand down Thomas' neck. He dropped his head to kiss him again, and as he did he ran his hand firmly down Thomas' chest and across his stomach. Thomas shifted involuntarily as James' palm reached the waistline of his jeans, and he felt James smile against his mouth. James snapped open the button of Thomas' jeans and sucked the brunette's bottom lip between his teeth as he slowly pulled the zipper down. He slipped his hand into Thomas jeans and firmly massaged the hardening flesh there with his palm. Thomas groaned deeply as he did, and his hands flew to James' shoulders and squeezed them tightly as James squeezed his crotch. "Fuuuuck," Thomas hissed, breaking the kiss. James was kneading his flesh firmly through his briefs and Thomas grew gloriously firm from his ministrations. After stroking him agonisingly slow for a few moments James withdrew his hand and pulled off Thomas' jeans and socks and chucked them on the floor. He stepped out of his boots, socks and jeans and rejoined Thomas on the bed, taking his mouth in a fierce kiss. James gripped Thomas' hips tightly and ground his crotch against his, growly softly as hard flesh met hard flesh. "Fuck babe," James rasped, "I need to fuck you so bad." Thomas reached into James' trunks and pulled out his hard cock. "I want all this," Thomas whispered hoarsely, stroking his dick with firm motions. "I want it so hard." James leant his forehead against his and his eyes rolled back as he rode a wave of sensation. After a few moments of delicious friction he pulled Thomas' hand away and pinned both the brunette's hands to the bed with his. He kissed all over Thomas' neck, collarbones and chest, sucking and tugging at his nipples with lips and teeth. Thomas cried out as he did and James felt himself get impossibly harder as he pleasured his lover. He let go of Thomas' hands as he moved further down his body, kissing his stomach all over and pulling down the waistband of his briefs so he could suck on the hipbones that he loved so much. Thomas had his fingers threaded through James' hair again and he subconsciously guided James' head toward his crotch. James lapped at the skin beneath his navel and gently pulled Thomas' underwear down, careful to avoid it getting caught on his hard flesh. Then Thomas was gloriously nude beneath James, and he only had a moment to register that as James took his into his mouth with a single, wet, motion. Thomas groaned between gritted teeth as James licked and sucked at his cock. "Fuck, James," Thomas panted, squeezing the singer's shoulders with his fingertips. "Fuuuuuuck." James sucked him firmly and slowly, and held Thomas' hips down as he squirmed beneath him. He then moved his hands under Thomas' ass and lifted his hips up, driving his cock further into his mouth. He drew back and sucked shallowly on the head, making Thomas squirm beneath them. Then every ten or so strokes of his tongue, he swallowed his cock to the root and slowly withdrew, sucking it all the way until just the slit was on his lips. After repeating this a few times Thomas was a mess beneath him, and began whimpering between gritted teeth. James tasted pre-cum and gave Thomas a final suck before he popped him from his mouth. Thomas gazed at him with glassy eyes and James smirked and lifted his hips higher. He held Thomas' gaze as he dragged his mouth down his shaft and to his balls. He laved them all over with his tongue, enjoying the choking moan Thomas emitted as he lapped at all that sensitive skin. He dragged Thomas closer to him and lifted him higher still, until just his shoulders were touching the bed. Their eyes met again and Thomas gazed at him hopelessly as James spread his legs wide. Thomas seemed to sense what James was about to do and his eyes slid shut in anticipation. James rested Thomas' thighs over his shoulder and spread the smooth ass-cheeks in his hands. He growled softly as Thomas' hole was revealed to him and dropped his head. He hungrily ate at the puckered flesh there, tonguing him with firm licks and squeezing his ass-cheeks with his fingers. Thomas shrieked at the sensation and held both hands over his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut. James laved him over and over, holding his cheeks apart with his hands, eating lustfully at his super-sensitive hole. "This all mine," James growled against him, "mine to eat and finger and fuck. And I am going to fuck you so good baby." It was the most delicious sensation imaginable, and that and James' words had Thomas shivering uncontrollably. He was so incredibly sensitive there, and having James spread him and eat him out was so gloriously erotic and intimate, that his toes were curling and his thigh muscles were twitching. James then stabbed at him with the point of his tongue, and Thomas spasmed along with every jab. He would be quite happy to come like this, to jerk himself off while James pleasured him, but the feeling of James' erection brushing his ribs informed him that the singer was fixated on his hole for a reason. Butterflies danced in his stomach in anticipation of making love to James, and it all seemed so unreal to have the singer's hands and mouth all over him and touching him so intimately. There were no barriers between them now, James was going to do whatever he liked with him, purposefully and consciously, in a way in which he hadn't be able to since they first slept together. Thomas groaned deeply at the feeling of James' tongue penetrating his tight ring, and felt James smile against him. James' tongue jabbed inside him a few more times and Thomas couldn't help himself as he shuddered and gasped. James lifted his mouth from the brunette and looked down at Thomas sprawled beneath him. His lover had both hands over his mouth and his eyes screwed shut. Only his shoulders were touching the bed, as James had one arm around his hips holding him up, with the other spreading his cheeks. Thomas' cock bobbed in the air, begging for attention, his ball were drawn tight and his hole glistened from the ministrations of his tongue. It was all such pure, unadulterated sex, and James grinned gleefully. Finally, it was all his. He couldn't remember the last time he was so happy. He stopped for a moment and kissed the inside of one of the thighs which was hoisted over his shoulder, and sighed deeply. He brought his hand down and wrapped both arms around Thomas' hips, holding him up in place as James nuzzled him. He shut his eyes and ran his nose against the soft skin of Thomas' inner thigh, absorbing his warmth and taking comfort in his nearness. He stayed like that for a few moments, circling his nose against the softness that no one ever sees, that he alone had access to. After a few moments of nuzzling, he let one hand drift down to caress Thomas' chest and stomach. He had switched gears somewhat, his touch intending to warm more than arouse, to give back the contentment and comfort that he was in the midst of experiencing. The warmth of his skin, the pleasure of having Thomas close, the affection he felt for the brunette, all of it he was feeling through his fingertips, as if it were communicated not by vision or speech but by touch. Each sweep of his fingers was tracing lines of poetry and happiness against Thomas' skin, writing all the words he couldn't even begin to give voice to. He felt a returning touch caress his arm and he opened his eyes and gazed down. Thomas seemed to have noticed the change of pace, and was gazing up at him, puffy-lipped and red-cheeked. He had one hand reached out and was rubbing James' forearm slowly. Their eyes met and James linked his fingers with Thomas'. The brunette smiled softly at him and James felt warmth blossom in his chest. Love. It was love. It was warm, nurturing, electric, magnetic love. James lowered Thomas' hips to the bed and settled back over him. Thomas wrapped his arms around his shoulders and James nuzzled into his neck. James kissed the skin there softly and linked the fingers of one hand with Thomas' above the brunette’s head. He leaned up on the elbow of his other arm and looked down into Thomas' dark eyes. "Hey lover," Thomas whispered. "Hey," James replied. He brought their linked fingers up to his mouth and kissed them, making Thomas grin. "You looked like you were in outer space for a few moments there," Thomas commented. James shrugged slightly. "More like inner space," he responded cryptically. Thomas raised an eyebrow with a haughty look, causing James to chuckle. "I know," he said, leaning down for a kiss. "I'm so deep." Thomas shifted sensuously against him. "I'm sorry," Thomas said coyly, "did you just use the phrases 'inner space' and 'deep' in successive sentences?" He waggled his eyebrow and James growled softly. "Oh you lusty..." he started, and kissed Thomas firmly. He thrust his tongue into his mouth and ran his hands all over Thomas' chest and ribs making the brunette squeal breathlessly with delight. He pinned Thomas' hands over his head with his own and nudged his legs apart to settle between them. He ground his clothed groin against Thomas' nude one and stimulated them both into a weeping, hard state. Thomas struggled vainly against James' strong grip and then submitted to the larger man's domination of his body. He felt his cheeks flush with heat as James sucked and bit at his neck and rolled his hips against him. He was in a completely overheated state, and he felt his mind turning to mush. James released his hands and Thomas gripped his bearded jaw and dragged his mouth down to his. They kissed deeply and fiercely and James shimmied out of his trunks. When he settled his naked groin against his Thomas could feel James' cock oozing pre-cum against his inner thigh. "I need you now, babe," James breathed, reaching around for something on the bedside table. "I need to be inside you." "I want it so hard," Thomas gasped. He watched James shudder at those words as he squeezed lube onto his fingers. He lifted himself up off Thomas with one arm and placed two slick fingers at his entrance. Thomas spread his legs wider, bringing his knees up and squeezing James sides. He felt a digit pressing insistently against him and with a pop his body swallowed it all. James' eyes rolled back into his head as he imagined sinking into that heat. He plunged the digit in and out a few times and Thomas groaned. "I can take another one," he breathed, "you loosened me up before." James nodded and plunged two inside him, and Thomas moaned deeply. God, he felt so full. His cock was streaming beads of clear liquid and it took all of his willpower not to jerk himself off as James penetrated him. James was watching his face hopefully as he fucked him with his fingers, looking down at Thomas with glassy eyes. "Can you take me babe?" he asked, kissing his chin. "Please tell me you can, I need to be in you." Thomas felt his muscles relinquishing their vice-like grip and he nodded vigorously. "Fuck me James," he whispered. James slowly pulled out his fingers and lubed up his cock with shaky hands. He lifted Thomas' ankles up onto his shoulders and positioned his cock at his entrance. He reached down and cupped Thomas' face with one hand, while the other aimed his hard cock right at his hole. Thomas shut his eyes and James pushed slowly, but firmly, against him. His rear entrance resisted at first, but James continued to press insistently, gritting his teeth at the effort of holding back, and then the head popped in. Thomas felt his muscles open and snap tight around James cock, and then gasped as James pushed all the way in. "Fuck!" James exclaimed. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." He ran his fingers through Thomas' hair and held his body tense and still. Thomas tensed himself and squirmed on James' cock, feeling the delicious conflicting sensations of pleasure and pain, and of feeling itchy at the same time as an itched getting scratched. "Was that too fast?" James added, gazing down at Thomas and looking completely far gone already. "You pulled me right in and you feel so good baby." Thomas shut his eyes and forced his body to relax. He ran his hands blindly over James' face and neck. "It's so good," Thomas groaned. "So fucking good." He moved against James, shifting that cock inside him, and the singer released a stream of gibberish. "Can I move?" he articulated finally. Thomas nodded. "Slowly," he replied, bringing James' mouth to his. James pulled out slightly and then gently pushed back in. He kissed Thomas messily as he concentrated on a slow rhythm. He tugged and pushed inside him, rocking almost, as Thomas got used to his width. It was such a tight delicious constricting feeling. James felt like he had never waited to for something so long in his life. Finally, he had Thomas spread beneath him, skewered on his cock, whimpering his name. He growled softly and pushed back in harder, making Thomas groan against his mouth. He pulled out and pushed in harder again, and Thomas groaned deeply with a hitched cough. "Oh yeah," he breathed, breaking the kiss and squeezing James' cock lightly. James' control began to slip, and pulled Thomas' thighs tightly against his chest. He picked up the pace and started to thrust in and out in a relentless, rhythmic motion, going deeper and deeper with every movement forward. His fingers had a death grip on Thomas' thighs and he held him firm as he slickly glided his cock in and out of him. "Oh this feels so fucking amazing," James choked out, his hips thrusting forward of their own volition. "So amazing." Thomas writhed under him, bracing himself with his hands on the headboard of the bed. James was possessing him so wholly, and pleasuring him so thoroughly that he couldn't stop his eyes rolling back every few thrusts. It was all he could do to not jerk himself off, but he never wanted this feeling to end. He slitted his eyes open to look at James and it was almost a sight too delicious to behold. James' golden chest was dripping with sweat and his abs were rippling with each thrust. Ripple, thrust. Ripple, thrust. Ripple, thrust, groan. His eyes were shut tight and his mouth was hanging open slackly. Every few thrusts that mouth morphed into a snarl, before falling loose again with open moans. Thomas dropped his gaze down to where his own hard cock bounced with every shove, and then further down to where James was penetrating him. He groaned at the sight of it and dropped his head back, biting his lip. James suddenly stopped still and gripped Thomas' legs with an intense look on his face. Thomas peered at him through hazy eyes and saw the singer take a few deep breaths. He then arranged Thomas' legs around his waist and dropped down onto him. He wrapped one arm around under Thomas' back and he cupped the brunette's cheek with the other. His entire body was like a taut bowstring and Thomas could feel James shiver against him. He mashed his mouth against Thomas' and French kissed him passionately. Thomas wrapped his arms around his shoulders and opened his mouth to James' onslaught. After a few moments James pulled back and kissed his neck. "I'm so close," James muttered, biting him lightly. "I wanna come in you like this." Thomas nodded and James then started thrusting slowly and deeply. Thomas gasped against his mouth as the new position rubbed his cock which was now trapped between their bodies. Between the glorious sensation of being filled so lovingly with James cock and the flared head of his own cock getting rubbed on the singer's washboard abs, Thomas was fast approaching his own orgasm. Pre-cum was beading out of the slit in his dick and every few thrusts James was hitting that overly sensitive spot inside. James seemed to sense this, for his hand left Thomas' cheek and after fumbling around for a few moments he wrapped his suddenly slick digits around his cock. He began to jerk Thomas off as he thrusted into him, and Thomas whined at the feeling. "Fuck, fuck fuck," Thomas chanted, sinking his short blunt nails into James' shoulders. "Fuck if you keep doing that..." James chuckled breathlessly and thrust into him harder and faster, his hand matching his pace. "I wanna make you come so hard," he panted, and Thomas moaned at his new pace. Glorious, incredible warmth and electricity was pooling in his groin and he could feel himself tipping over the edge. "James," Thomas breathed, "J-J-fuck-Ja-" The tension in him snapped and he pulsed pearly cum all over their stomachs and James' hand. He stared wide-eyed into James' bottomless blues as he came with three strong spurts before his body was spent. In the aftermath he gripped James tightly as tremors wracked through him. James gave a feral growl and braced his hand against the bed. The sight of Thomas in such a state undid him and he started to pump into him wildly. He thrust deeper and faster until he felt the wave building up inside. Thomas' spasming hole was squeezing him as he pounded it and his eyes were rolling back at the feeling. He gripped Thomas tightly and fell over the edge into oblivion. He spasmed in his lover's tight hole and his mouth hung open in a silent cry as he emptied himself in that constricting warmth. He continued to thrust as he came and came, and he got weaker and weaker until he collapsed on top of Thomas, panting in his shoulder. Fuck, James thought. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck. So incredibly good. Thomas was never leaving this bed. Never. He gingerly wrapped both arms around Thomas' back and he felt Thomas encircle him with his arms and legs. The movement caused James' softening cock to slip from within him and they both sighed at the sensation. He took a few deep breaths to try and return oxygen to his brain, and he nuzzled into Thomas' neck as the brunette ran his fingers through James' sweaty hair. They laid like that for a few minutes before James lifted up onto his forearms. His kissed Thomas' nose, making him chuckle and waggle his eyebrows at him. "Hey lover," Thomas whispered, smirking. "Hey yourself," James replied. Thomas smiled the sweetest smile James had ever seen, and his eyes slid shut as Thomas lifted his hand to caress his cheek. It seemed like such an intimate touch, even after what they had just done, and it twigged something inside James. To have someone touch him like that, after sex, and after all that he and Thomas had been through, completely undid him. He felt his chest constrict and an odd mix of relief and sadness bubble up inside him. The two tears hit Thomas' cheeks before James could stop them and Thomas looked up at him with wide eyes. "James?" Thomas whispered, concerned. James hurriedly wiped at his eyes and pulled back as if to roll off him and onto the bed. Thomas grasped his shoulders though and held him in place. "Hey it's okay," Thomas soothed. "You must be exhausted." James looked at him with bleary eyes and smiled wanly. "Yeah," he said, wiping the wetness from Thomas' cheeks. "Something like that." Thomas pulled James' down so that his head was cradled in the crook of his neck. "Well you did put on a show tonight," Thomas added, "and you hosted a party, and you slugged somebody. And on top of all that you gave me a sensational shag." James chuckle was muffled against his skin. "I am thorough by nature," he quipped. He lifted up again and looked down into Thomas' dark eyes. "I'm happy," James said, simply. "So happy." His chest tightened for the second time and he looked away. Thomas reached up and caressed his cheek again. Another tear fell and Thomas wiped it away with his thumb. James kissed his damp digit in thanks and then grasped his hand. He gazed down at the man in his arms and smiled softly. "It's love," James whispered, barely audible. "It's love, and I'm happy, and I guess I'm not used to that." "Love?" Thomas asked him, not quite believing. "I love everything about you," James whispered. "I love everything about us." He ghosted his lips over Thomas'. "I love you, Thomas Grayson," he breathed, and sealed his lips sweetly over his. "So completely. So much." Thomas opened his mouth joyfully to James' and kissed him tenderly. He rolled them onto their side and he grinned widely against the singer's mouth. "I love you," Thomas professed, "I loved you the first moment I met you, and I never stopped." James smiled the sweetest smile, and Thomas lost himself in those tired, yet sparkling blue eyes. The love hooks sung with absolute joy. Love made. |
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| Whitefeathers92 | Mar 29 2012, 05:54 AM Post #83 |
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 :drool: WOW!!! I can't wait for the next chapter!
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| xxMExx | Apr 1 2012, 03:32 AM Post #84 |
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So awesome. Simply awesome. But seriously? Only one or two more chapters? That's totally unacceptable.
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| Orionhearted | Apr 6 2012, 02:28 AM Post #85 |
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Thank-you! It won't be too long before the next chapter, I promise!
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| Orionhearted | Apr 6 2012, 02:29 AM Post #86 |
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Thanks! I'll make them loooooooooooong chapters...
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| tuesday's gone | Apr 12 2012, 03:52 AM Post #87 |
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This was breathtaking! Spectacular love making scene! So hot, so passionate, so tasteful and emotional! Their conversation afterwards and James' profession of love for Tomas, so liberating on so many levels for him, so rewarding for Thomas, so simple, yet so deep and honest, I just lack words of praise! This update was simply awesome. I am sad about the announced ending, but I'm looking forward to more long chapters! |
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