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Post by Bails on Aug 26, 2010 17:44:56 GMT -5
"Oh of course." He sipped his drink and played with her hair thoughtfully. "With my father abdicating and me taking over the throne, the Pit's being run by my Mother. Today, I'm meeting the troops as King."
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Post by Xable McQueen on Aug 26, 2010 17:54:47 GMT -5
She crawled to sit between his knees, leaning her elbows on his legs. "Oooo, is that where I come in?" she murmured, wetting her lips.
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Post by Bails on Aug 26, 2010 17:56:34 GMT -5
"I thought you'd enjoy it."
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Post by Xable McQueen on Aug 26, 2010 18:04:38 GMT -5
She stroked her fingers up the seems of his trousers. "Maybe."
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Post by Bails on Aug 26, 2010 18:14:17 GMT -5
"Aww and when has little Xable every backed down?"
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Post by Xable McQueen on Aug 26, 2010 18:15:09 GMT -5
"When Ive had better things to do?" She purred.
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Post by Bails on Aug 27, 2010 14:19:32 GMT -5
"Touche-" He shook his head and fingered the chain around her throat.
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Post by Xable McQueen on Aug 27, 2010 16:57:29 GMT -5
Her fingers played along his thighs, and she watched him with a look of mischeif. "So if we were late, where are they?- more imporantly, do we have time for a quickie?" she teased, unclasping his belt with a snap.
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