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| NothingElseMatters | October 7, 2012, 12:00 am Post #76 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Dedicated to Zeljka, for her support, her kindness and her friendship CHAPTER 10 Is this really happening? My stomach plummeted into an intoxicating fit of nervous euphoria, a feeling that I was becoming all too familiar with when I was in James’ company. The bedroom. I swallowed, my mind numb. Holy FUCK. “Uhhhh...” “We don’t have to.” James stopped kissing me. Oh shit, don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I cringed as he pulled away from me. “You okay?” He stared into my eyes, concerned. Oh God. What the fuck is wrong with me? “Umm...yes, absolutely,” I flashed him a shaky smile, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. “Definitely. Yes. I’m ok. I’m just...” James gazed at me with his puppy-dog eyes. “...I’m just really fucking nervous.” The words tumbled out of my mouth, a million chaotic thoughts and feelings crashing around inside of me. I breathed out a long, shaky gust of air, my stomach sinking as a deep, crimson blush crept slowly over my cheeks. I lowered my eyes, embarrassed. “What are you nervous about?” James’ voice was soft, worried. I hesitated as I weighed up my words. “To be honest...everything. I barely know you. You barely know me. And I haven’t been with anyone else apart from Travis for like, five years.” I haven’t been with anyone else apart from Travis, ever. I bit my lip as James touched his finger under my chin, gently lifting my face to meet his. I raised my eyes, watching as his concerned frown melted into a soft, beautiful smile. “That’s why I wanted you to come out and visit me. So we could get to know each other better.” His voice soft and earnest as he searched my eyes with his. “And trust me. There is absolutely nothing for you to be nervous about.” Oh, James... I flushed giddily, his words sending waves of desire flooding desperately through my body. “I’m really glad you’re here, Lucy.” He gave me a shy, boyish smile. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you all week.” “Really?” I gaped up at him, surprised. “Really. The other night, at that bar in Montreal...I couldn’t get you off my mind. I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. I couldn’t believe it when I saw you at the hospital on Saturday.” “You’re kidding me.” I stared at him incredulously. “I spent the whole week hoping you’d forgotten about that night.” He grinned, his face lighting up with amusement. “It was my birthday, you know. You and your hot little dress were the best presents I got.” I laughed, my nerves beginning to relax. I gave him a shy, delighted smile. “Well...happy birthday, then.” “Thank you,” James grinned back at me, his eyes sparkling. “So...” he trailed off. “How about a drink?” “Brilliant idea.” James smiled and leaned down to kiss me softly on the lips. It was short yet lingering, a tantalizing promise of what was yet to come. I shivered, thrilled at his touch. “C’mon, then.” He opened his door and dropped lithely to the ground, his toned, muscular body moving with ease under his clothes. I watched as he leaned back into the car, picking up his discarded cowboy hat. “I might take this with me.” He flashed me a slow, dirty grin as he turned and shut the door behind him. Fuuuuuuuuck. Alone in the car, I heaved out another long, shaky breath, my heart beating erratically against my ribs. My lips were still tingling from his kiss, my skin covered in goosebumps from his touch. Everything inside me buzzed with nerves, with excitement, with pure sexual tension. I opened my door to find James standing beside the car, his palm stretched out towards me. I slipped my hand into his, delighted by his charm. “Is that all you brought?” James raised his eyebrow at the backpack over my shoulder. “Yep. All my worldly possessions.” I frowned a little. “I don’t even have a fucking toothbrush.” “Wow. Oh well, we can fix that.” James started leading me towards the house. “Are you tired?” “No, I’m fine, thanks.” I blinked, surprised myself at how much energy I seemed to have, considering my lack of sleep the night before. Not to mention the fact that I’d worked a shift at the hospital and had then jumped on a plane for a gruelling six-hour flight. I should have been exhausted. But I wasn’t. In fact, I was more awake than I’d felt in days. James unlocked the door, flicking on the lights as we made our way inside. The entryway lit up before me and I stared around in quiet awe as it opened out into a magnificent, sprawling living room, the dark leather furniture elegantly complimented by shining timber floors. A huge, ancient fireplace dominated the room, a plush cream rug sitting invitingly before it. “Wow. This is gorgeous,” I murmured, lifting my eyes to gaze at the impossibly high ceilings. “You like it?” James grinned at me as I took in my surroundings. “It’s beautiful.” My eyes landed on a shiny grand piano on the other side of the room. “Ohhhhh....” I breathed, taking in the scene in front of me. “You have a piano!” “Sort of. I’m kinda just storing it for someone. It’s cool though, isn’t it? Do you play?” “I used to. Before I left home.” “Play me something.” Not fucking likely, Hetfield. I raised my eyebrow and said nothing. “Go on.” James grinned at me, egging me on. “No!” My eyes widened as I laughed with embarrassment. “Why not?” “Because.” “You’ve heard me play.” James gave me a teasing, arrogant look. “Um, that’s completely different. You’re a professional musician!” James snorted. “So?” “So...I can’t.” “Bullshit. Pretend I’m not here.” Pretend you’re not here? Impossible. “Go on. Play me something. Anything.” James grinned at me, his eyes playful. I wandered over to the piano, drinking in its beautiful, black, shiny exterior. I trailed my fingers over the smooth, polished wood, a familiar wave of stillness coming over me as I caressed the instrument with my eyes. It’s been so long since I played... My bag dropped to the floor beside me as I sat down, my hands automatically reaching for the keys. Without thinking, my fingers began moving, the opening notes of one of my favourite classical pieces immediately filling the silent air around us. As the music grew I closed my eyes and allowed myself to succumb to the melody, my hands taking on a mind of their own as the notes came tumbling out of my soul with a calming sense of tranquillity. The softly haunting music swirled around me enticingly, comforting me, encouraging me, reassuring me. I’d missed this. I felt myself being pulled away into another world and it was only when I felt James sit down next to me that I realised I’d finished playing. “Wow,” he murmured, handing me a glass of wine. He gazed into my eyes as I gave him a shy, delighted grin. “That was great. Like, really, really great. How long have you been playing for?” “Forever, practically. I think I started lessons when I was five.” I took a sip of the wine, the cool, sweet liquid sliding gently down my throat. My playing had left me relaxed, peaceful. I watched with quiet admiration as James took a long swig from his drink, his smooth, muscular neck gloriously exposed, his head tilted back, his eyes closed. As if he knew I was watching, he turned back towards me, a flirtatious look in his eye. “You’re incredibly hot when you play, you know that?” He grinned at me, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. Oh my GOD. “You’re not helping my nerves.” I raised my eyebrow at James teasingly as I took another sip of wine. “Sorry,” He flashed me a cheeky smile, not looking sorry at all. “Should we put some music on?” My eyes landed on his backside as he stood and casually wandered over to the stereo in the corner of the room. “Any requests?” Yes. Your naked ass, in my hands. “Uhhhh...you choose.” I grinned to myself, thankful he was facing away from me. I ran my tongue over my lip, watching the muscles in his back flex and move as he fiddled with the cds, his head down, his hand wrapped casually around his glass. And that flannel shirt...I shook my head. Oh my God, Hetfield. I could have stared at him all night. James turned and grinned at me as the opening guitar riffs to Ted Nugent’s Stranglehold began pumping through the speakers, nodding his head to the beat with a youthful, fiery passion. As he moved I caught a glimpse of the James Hetfield I’d known since I was fifteen years old – the James Hetfield who lived for his guitar, who existed for his band, who breathed for his music. The James Hetfield who rocked out to thousands of fans, night after night, city after city. The James Hetfield who WAS Metallica. Christ. I am SO out of my league. I watched as James strutted towards me, his eyes locked with mine. He gave me a slow, dirty grin, his body still moving to the funky electric riffs. I held my breath as he leant down in front of me, his face now level with mine. “Here I come again now, baby, like a dog in heat…” My stomach dropped as he growled the lyrics at me, his eyes piercing mine with a lusty, sexual yearning. “Tell it's me by the clamour now, baby, I like to tear up the street…” I closed my eyes as he touched his lips against mine, his sweet, tempting scent gently filling my senses. He kissed me with a deep, powerful longing, his mouth moving passionately against mine, his tongue searching, caressing. I moaned softly against his lips as he broke away, his blue eyes twinkling. “Another drink?” He tilted his head on the side and gave me a cheeky, playful grin. Jesus fucking Christ. “Yes. Thanks.” I smirked at him as he took my glass. “Fucking tease…” I muttered under my breath, watching him walk away, the curves of his ass keeping my attention locked. “I heard that,” he said over his shoulder, disappearing into the next room. I stood up from the piano, beside myself with delight. My head spun a little as I began making my way over to the lounge, my body instinctively moving to the beat of the music. Holy shit. That alcohol went straight to my head. I gently swayed my hips, my moves becoming more sensual. I’m a little bit drunk. I grinned to myself as I moved my hands down my body, grinding my hips and closing my eyes, loving the feel of the beat through my system. I began gyrating gently, my arms in the air, my head down, my eyes closed, my hips swinging slowly in long, downward circles. Slowly, gradually, I began to stand, my body moving lazily up against an imaginary stripper’s pole, my back arched, my head tilted back. Lost in the rhythm, I dropped my hands to my breasts and slowly caressed the shape of my torso, my hands exploring my figure before gently coming to rest on my hips. My long hair fell over my face as I started to bend over, my legs and back straight, sending my tail out behind me until I - “Fuck, Lucy.” My eyes flew open and I felt an instant flame of embarrassment flush over my cheeks. My body snapped upright and I spun around to find myself staring at James casually leaning on the door frame, watching my every move. Oh, FUCK. How completely fucking embarrassing. Fuck. “Hahaha…ahhhh…shit…” I spluttered, half giggling and half mortified, pulling my dress back down to a more appropriate length. “Um…oh my God…hahahaha…ahhh…sorry about that.” What the hell was wrong with me? One glass of wine and I turn into a fucking porn star. Jesus Christ. “Don’t be sorry. Why did you stop?” A cheeky, delighted smile played at the edge of James’ lips. “Huh?” Wow. I AM drunk. “Why did you stop? You looked great. I was enjoying it.” James’ eyes locked onto mine, a dirty grin spreading slowly over his face. "In fact, it was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen." I bit my lip as I watched him walk languidly towards me, his body language slow and deliberate. He kept moving until he was standing directly in front of me, our bodies only inches apart, his long hair falling about his shoulders as he stared down at me with his amazing blue eyes. I gasped as his hands crept slowly around my hips, gently pulling me towards him. “Please keep dancing,” he whispered in my ear, his throaty growl sending shivers down my spine. I lifted my hand to his chest and slid it slowly up onto his shoulder, acutely aware of every tight, taut muscle beneath my fingertips. I breathed out a long gust of air as James gazed down at me, his eyes burning with a deep sexual desire. “Dance with me,” he murmured, his lips curling into a gentle smile. We began moving together, his tight muscular body pressed firmly against mine. Bringing my hand up to circle his neck, our bodies found a natural rhythm and our hips ground together to the beat of the music, swaying, rocking, grinding. We stared into each other’s eyes, the music hypnotizing us as we drank in each other’s faces. James ducked his head and gently rested his forehead against mine. “You are so beautiful, Lucy.” Pure arousal coursed through my body as we gazed at each other, his beautiful blue eyes searching desperately in mine. My eyes fluttered closed as our lips met, our mouths moving hungrily and our tongues, like our bodies, dancing together with a deep, longing need. Passion exploded within me and I pressed myself against him, desperate for his touch. He nibbled tenderly at my lips, one hand tangled in my hair, the other trailing gently down the side of my breast. I gently caressed his face as my mouth searched his with a slow, sensual passion. James groaned softly and pulled me closer, his strong, muscular arms encasing me as I gently began kissing his throat, my hands constantly roaming his chest and shoulders. I felt his hand slide down the side of my hip and sit gently on the outside of my thigh, his fingers trailing circles on my dress. He began playing with the material, slowly lifting it so that his hand finally came to rest on my bare skin, just below the line of my underwear. I squirmed, desperately aroused. “James...” I ran my mouth down his neck, my tongue teasing his skin with gentle, fluttering kisses. “Mmmmm...” He titled his head back, his eyes closed. “…as much as I don’t want this to stop…” I slowly ran my hands over his chest as my fingers searched for the buttons on his shirt. “Mmmmm…” “…I think that perhaps…” I kissed his chest as I slowly undid his shirt, my mouth trailing downwards along his smooth, firm skin. “Mmmmm…” “…we should go somewhere more comfortable…” I smiled as James started laughing. “Mmmmm…” “…perhaps...” I slowly slid my hands up over his now naked torso, pushing the shirt down his arms until it fell to a puddle on the floor. “…the bedroom?” James grinned at me, my hands gently exploring his chest, his back, his stomach, his shoulders. I tilted my head back as he leant down to kiss my neck, his facial hair tickling delicately against my skin. “Fuck the bedroom,” he murmured, his hands sliding up my back. I grinned as he began unzipping my dress. “I can’t wait that long.” I shivered slightly as James slowly pushed my dress down my body, his hands caressing my naked skin. He touched his lips against my cleavage as the dress fell the floor, his fingers gently tracing the line of my black, lacy bra. “Lucy...” I tilted my head back as his lips moved across my skin. “You are the most amazing, beautiful, incredible girl...” I sighed with delight as he reached behind me and gently unhooked my bra. “I want you so much...” His pulled at the lacy material until it too was lying on the floor, discarded. I pulled James against me, relishing in the feeling of his naked chest against mine. We folded into a deep, passionate kiss, our mouths now familiar with each other, our tongues more confident. I moaned against James’ lips as his hands found my breasts, his fingers toying with my nipples. “Fuck, Lucy...” James murmured, his hands feeling like fire on my skin. “I am so fucking turned on...” I gave him a slow, seductive smile as I pushed gently on his chest, forcing him to walk backwards. He fell in to the chair behind him, a grin coming over his face as I slowly straddled him, my legs spread out over his tight, faded jeans. We continued to kiss with a passionate, yearning fever as I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, my fingers toying with his long, wavy hair. I could feel his erection pressing tightly against his jeans, teasing me, persuading me. I languidly pushed my hips against him, delighting in his reaction as he tilted his head back and groaned, his eyes clenched shut, a gentle smile playing at his lips. “That’s not fair.” He started laughing as I again pushed my hips against him, the denim of his jeans rubbing up teasingly against my underwear. “I thought you said you were nervous!” “I’ve changed my mind.” I closed my eyes as his lips found my breasts, his hands gently caressing my skin. His mouth moved across my nipples, kissing me, licking me, sucking me. I ground against him, my sexual desire growing at a feverish pace. The feeling of his lips on my skin was nothing short of exquisite. I squirmed under his touch as he squeezed my breasts, his tongue running gently across my hard, erect nipples. “Stand up,” James whispered in my ear, his voice low and seductive. I reluctantly lifted myself from his lap, my body almost quivering with desire. I wanted him. Now. I watched as James quickly undid his belt, his jeans and underwear dropping to the ground in one swift movement. I reached out towards him as he kicked the material to the side, aching to touch his smooth, tanned skin. He grabbed my hands and instead guided them gently to my hips, his fingers hooking over the top of my underwear. He gave me a flirtatious smile as together we slid the lacy material down my legs, both of us now deliciously naked. My breath caught in my throat as he stood before me, his body even more god-like than I could have imagined. I drank in his glorious image, his cock hard and erect, tempting me, enticing me. He pulled me against him and lowered his lips to mine, his hands gently exploring my skin as we tasted each other with a hot, feverish passion. He moaned as I slowly lowered my fingers to his cock, my hand teasing him as I moved it gently up and down his shaft. “Oh my God, Lucy...” James groaned as I continued to caress him, my movements becoming quicker, stronger. I relished in the feeling of him in my hand, his hardness arousing me as I pulled on him with a gentle yet passionate lust. Our mouths met with a desperate need and I let out a long, throaty moan as his fingers touched gently against my clit, rubbing me, stroking me, exploring me. Fireworks exploded within me as I pushed my hips against him, relishing in his touch. “Ohhhhhh, James,” I groaned, my eyes clenched shut in ecstasy. I ran my hands over his skin, my body delighting in his firm, smooth muscles as we kissed each other hungrily. My clit tingled with desire as he continued to massage me, his other hand curled gently around my neck. I felt my knees buckle slightly as he gently slid a finger inside of me, his breath hot on my cheek. He toyed gently with my pussy, his thumb rubbing my clit, his fingers exploring me with an intimate, passionate urge. I moaned, my body crying out for sexual release. I let out a startled squeal as I was suddenly swept off my feet, James’ arms wrapped tightly around me as he gently lowered me to the plush, cream rug on the floor. He lay down beside me, his eyes burning with lust. “You’re so sexy…” he murmured, his eyes slowly closing as he leaned over me, his lips pressing gently against mine. I responded eagerly, my mouth loving the feeling of his. I drew in my breath as James gently moved his body, my knees falling apart as he lowered himself on top of me. I lifted my hips towards him, the tip of his cock brushing lightly against my thigh, teasing me with its wetness. I slid my hands down his smooth, muscled back and rested them on his ass, pushing gently, encouraging him as he ever so slowly entered me, inch by glorious inch. It was heavenly. James moaned softly, his breathing uneven. “Ohhh…shit…” His voice was deep and throaty, sending shivers of lust cascading down my spine. We began rocking together slowly, our mouths devouring each other, our hands roaming across one another’s skin. James’s hips ground against mine as I wrapped my legs around him, drawing him deeper inside of me. “God…” James groaned loudly, his eyes clenched shut in concentration. “Fuck, Lucy…you feel... amazing…” He slid in and out of me, his thrusts slowly gaining momentum. I watched as his back arched and his head tilted back, his strong, muscular arms holding his weight above me as he drove his hips against mine, our bodies fusing together in a tidal wave of animalistic passion. Watching him fuck me was quite simply the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. “Fuck...” James’ voice was guttural and deep. He bit his lip, moaning as our pace increased. “God, Lucy...I could fuck you all night...” I reached up, grabbing on James’ arms to support myself as I pulled my knees back further, relishing the feeling of him deep inside of me. “James...” I whispered, the pulsating pleasure in my body building, climbing, growing. “James, baby...” “Lucy...I want to make you come...” he growled, my wetness allowing his cock to slide in and out of me with a fast, impassioned ease. I reached down and began touching my clit as he fucked me, his groans of pleasure driving me increasing closer to orgasm. “Oh Christ...James...” I dug my nails into his back as the tingling in my body began to peak. “Oh, God...James, baby...fuck me...fuck me hard...” I whispered, my eyes clenched shut in ecstasy. James obliged, driving himself in and out of me at a furious pace, my breasts bouncing with each passionate, mind-blowing thrust. He groaned loudly, a bead of sweat running down his neck. I threw my head back, devouring him. “James...James, yes...oh fuck, yes, James, yes...that’s it...” I gasped as James pounded into me with a deep, hungry growl. “Oh, God, Lucy...I’m gonna come...” he panted, his thrusts at fever point. I moaned with pleasure as I felt him explode inside of me, a long, guttural groan escaping his throat as he finally found his release. Hearing him come was all I needed to tip me over the edge. “OH, JAMES!” I screamed in ecstasy as I came, every nerve and muscle clenching together in wave after wave of heady, sexual fulfillment. It went on and on, seemingly endless. I groaned, relishing in the feelings cascading through my body as James continued to slowly slide in and out of me, his eyes still closed as he quietly enjoyed his gradually fading orgasm. Endorphins flooded through me, a deep, carnal tingle quivering in my belly as both of us savored the delights of our newly found sexual pleasure. “Lucy...” James whispered, sinking down on top of me, his eyes closed. “Ohhhhh...Lucy...” I sighed with deep satisfaction as I wrapped my arms around his body, holding him close to me while we waited for our hearts to return to a natural speed. We lay together quietly, our breathing slowing as we floated gently back down to earth. “Oh, Lucy...you gorgeous, sexy, wonderful girl...” James lips gently caressed my ear, his voice deliciously low and deep. “That was...incredible...” I closed my eyes as we found each other’s mouths, a slow, leisurely kiss passing languidly between us. “I know,” I murmured, gently trailing my fingers over his back. I gave him a slow, gentle smile as he gazed at me, his eyes soft with adoration. He slowly rolled off me, a gentle smile hinting as his lips as he lay on the floor beside me, his eyes closed. I turned onto my side and curled myself into the crook of his neck, my leg draped lazily across his. He sighed as he pulled me close, his arms wrapping around me in a warm, enveloping embrace. “I’m so glad you’re here, Luce.” “Me too.” I traced my fingers across his chest, delighting in the feel of his skin. “I never want to leave...” “Don’t think about that.” He gently pressed his lips against my forehead as my eyelids began to drop, my body finally succumbing to the exhaustion of the last 24 hours. “It’s just you and me now, beautiful.” I snuggled in closer to his neck, my head resting gently on his broad, muscular chest. “Just you and me,” he repeated, gently stroking my hair. I smiled sleepily, his words sending my heart soaring with delight. It was the last thing I heard before I drifted in to a deep, blissful slumber, my body still wrapped tightly in James’ arms. There was nowhere else I wanted to be. To be continued... Edited by NothingElseMatters, October 9, 2012, 7:39 pm.
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| lusy_orion | October 7, 2012, 5:54 am Post #77 |
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To live is the most rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
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Thank you Nicole..this means so much to me...thank you sweetie!! About this chapter..i read it twice because i wasn't sure if i am reading things or seeing things that i definitely should not be seeing at 11 in the morning..you know...dirty things..and well i almost fainted the first time and i wasn't sure if i read the whole chapter.. Oh Christ..what can i even say.. ... there is one sentence that really, but really got me..
....Jesus woman,do you really like to torture me that much... ...oh yes, and that thing"to be continued" is killing me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| Verde Manzanita | October 7, 2012, 6:23 am Post #78 |
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I have no feelings in my soul, where most have passion I got a hole
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Ahm... excuse me, I'm going to faint, I'll be back in a minute. Was that really what I have just read?! @______@ I am now... I don't know, speecheless. That was like one of the hottest scenes I've ever read, but above all, it was a tender one. The ending was impressive, I have to say; I hope they can stay together for a long long time, and if you ask me, I hope that Travis fucker appears so James can beat the crap out of him and send him to hell if necessary. Seriously, the chapter was breathtaking. Lucy might consider the idea of being a professional musician too, because it seems the piano fulfills her needs in that way, it seems a part of her simply loves the piano. Woman... I need another chapter as soon as possible, I need MOAR!
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| HannahBanana | October 8, 2012, 3:10 pm Post #79 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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This. Was. PERFECT. Lucy and James together is explosive. I wish I was her You capture James so perfectly here. He's such a tease and when Lucy was dancing I could totally imagine it. And then they danced together!? Can you say sexy? (Just imagine James swaying his hips with you )The sex scene was deadly HOT! I literally read it like three times more than I planned because it was just that good. I smiled the whole time while reading the entire chapter. BRAVO! It was soooo good Keep on going! I have to read more
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| I_Disappear | October 9, 2012, 8:39 am Post #80 |
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Blackened
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Lucy's though5ts absolutely kill me!! She is so funny and yet so realisitc... I just love this character! The sex scene... ... I read it at work and kept looking over my shoulder to make sure no one was behind me. So dirty and steamy yet so tender at the same time. I really hope that they find a way to stay together.I want more! |
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| NothingElseMatters | October 9, 2012, 8:03 pm Post #81 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Oh I am filthy. FILTHY. Thanks for your comments girls! :horns2 To be honest I'm still not entirely happy with the last chapter. I've even thought about just finishing the whole story there. I've got plenty of ideas though so I don't think I'm finished just yet ![]() Will try to update soon but I'm going away for a few days so may not get the chance. However I'm going to Melbourne (Lucy's hometown!) so maybe I'll get inspired while I'm there! Thanks again girls, it means a lot
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| lusy_orion | October 10, 2012, 5:13 pm Post #82 |
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To live is the most rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
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@________@ ...you are not happy with last chapter...what...don't you even dare... Go and have a nice vacation in Melbourne,sweetie!!!! Come back soon with more filthy stuff!!!! |
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| Metallica 4 Life! | November 12, 2012, 4:42 pm Post #83 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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<--- NEW READER!! And a hooked one at that!!! I am LOVING this story!!! I read all of it in one go and I need an update soon!!!!!
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| !JaceyNewkid! | November 13, 2012, 7:02 am Post #84 |
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Outlaw Torn
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OH.........MY........GOD. Fuck Nicole where on earth has this fic been?! It's about time I read it and what can I say? I LOVE IT
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| NothingElseMatters | November 13, 2012, 10:55 am Post #85 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Oh my God...it's been like, 6 weeks since I posted an update...bad metchick, bad! *hangs head in shame* ![]() This is literally the first time I've even looked at the fic thread for ages...life has been stupid and chaotic and messy but rest assured I HAVE BEEN WRITING...just very fucking slowly...I really am getting very close to finishing the next chapter and I appreciate so much all the support, the PM's, the pokes, the "hurry up woman and just post a fucking update" messages *cough* ZEL *cough*...really, it means so much to me, you're all totally awesome ![]() Alma - I smoked an entire pack while writing the sex scene. I'm not kidding. I couldn't smoke 'em fast enough. ![]() Shania - thank you for your comments and thank you for reading my little fic!! I hope I can continue to please ![]() Sharni - Hahahahaha! I can't believe we haven't talked about Lucy's adventures before! You like??? Yay, Sharni likes my fic *super proud*Thanks again girls ...and I promise, promise, PROMISE to update soon...I also have a shitload of fic reading to catch up on...holy crap, you guys have been busy!!
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| !JaceyNewkid! | November 13, 2012, 7:47 pm Post #86 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Of course go and blame me Yes well I was guessing you're just wasting all that valuable writing time having cold showers ;) I'm on the same boat. I'm too distracted to write lately. I have 2 fics to finish and have a new one on the way!! :O But yes I do love it lol she's Australian *wink wink* you had to! |
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| the-fifth-horseman | November 14, 2012, 10:05 pm Post #87 |
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Frantic
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Too tired to formulate actual words so just...yum. Super fucking yum. He's delicious and she's delicious and everything is just über delectable. And I want more. Please.
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| LooseE | November 28, 2012, 10:58 am Post #88 |
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Bad Seed
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I need moarrrrrr
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| kirkhammettismyman | January 16, 2013, 5:36 am Post #89 |
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I was just a name in your little black book.
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I'm just going to bump this. Please please update. |
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| Verde Manzanita | January 16, 2013, 7:56 am Post #90 |
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I have no feelings in my soul, where most have passion I got a hole
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We poke cos we love.
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*super proud*



8:48 PM Jul 10