[and im gone again bye]
Pan slowly and gently peels away.
”Sometimes I’m not so sure.”
"Yer gorgeous… Yew go’ a family… She’s wrong."
"It would be awkward if I wasn’t, considering that she is my wife and we do have a beautiful daughter together."
He kissed her forehead and smiled, “I love you more. Well almost as much as I love Eleanor.”
"Mm.. Good t’ know.." She murmured.
"A Dothraki wedding without at least three deaths is considered a dull affair." -Illyrio Mopatis(And that time George R.R. Martin subtly warned us about weddings)
Eddie sighed, “You need to try and keep them alive long enough to make it to the table.” He looked at the genital she tried giving him, “Keep that, darling. I have no use for it.”
Anne pouted, arms crossing. “I’d rather be fucked by a live one.” She muttered.
ANONYMOUS PLAY TIME! (or not, up to you)
Send me one of these and I’ll answer.
- HYE have you ever?
- FMK fuck marry kill (with three names)
- KHC kiss hug cuddle (with three names)
- AMA ask me anything
- HON hot or not?
- WWY well would you?
- WYR would you rather?
- TOD truth or dare?
- SMW ship me with? (send me ships)
- TOT this or that?
- WIS who I ship? (with myself, or with others — specify)
Pan doesn’t realize who it is at first, but the woman recognizes that red hair any where. ”Mmm—” She’s subject to being unable to speak while Anne and her make out. Shifting, she slides and pushes the woman up against the wall instead.
Hello there.” Pan purrs, raising an eyebrow.
The woman reaches, gently sliding a hand down Anne’s side. “Mm…” Pan looks her over slightly. “I’ve got something in mind. But—”
Pan kisses her gently. “I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”
Anne returns the kiss, her cheeks flushing slightly. “‘m yers t’nigh’, love. Do with me wha’ yew will.”