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knight-without-armor: luckied: How can this guy not get the right woman? I mean, look at him! He’s dedicated… He’s fucking adorable… and… I mean, just “…” You’re welcome, you hot piece of sexiness.
sgtmasterfuery: luckied: “Evening! Dealing with rain, actually.” “You?” “Wondering there Mustang is. Well mroe like trying to find him so he will do his work.” “Well, that’s how I got stuck out here. Was making sure he
catherinearmstrong: luckied: catherinearmstrong: *whispers* do he got the booty “Do I?” he doooooooooooooooooooo “Look at that booty, show me the bootyGive me the booty, I want the the bootyBack up the booty, I need the bootyI
spooky-thera: luckied: “How many fingers are on my hand?” He asked, holding a hand up in front his face, waving in side to side. “Those shots were just what I needed after Chief took a nap and left the paperwork to us!” He blew
military-geek: luckied: “With Breda, I’m not surprised. He and I have…awkward talks and other things.” He inhaled a slow breath before exhaling. “Very awkward things.” "Can I ask you something Lieutenant, I kind… of need a
punky-thera: luckied: Sitting up, Havoc pulled the boxers down and off, taking a chance to look the redhead over, his blue eyes scanning every inch he could see. “That better?” He asked, pushing the sheets aside to give Zane a view of himself.
punky-thera: luckied: punky-thera: Read More Read More Read More When Zane slipped another finger in, Jean arched his back again and gasped loudly, panting as he struggled to control himself. “Gods, I want more,” he hissed out through
punky-thera: luckied: Jean’s eyes narrowed as he rubbed his shoulder, the bruising bite still noticeable to the naked eye. “It depends if you see it as a challenge or not,” he commented back, a teasing look on his face. “Last time someone said
punky-thera: luckied: punky-thera: Read More Read More Read More The teeth grazing his neck…the fingers pulling at his hair. Gods, he loved it. “Fuck yes,” he answered hoarsely, letting out a shuddering groan as Zane’s
punky-thera: luckied: “I kinda expected the bar to be high, for some reason,” he smirked. “Even before you asked me.” Jean’s brows just about disappeared into his hair when he saw Zane bend fire with two fingers. “Cool trick!”
punky-thera: luckied: Havoc tried to sit up as well, but his body didn’t want to move yet. He was still too tired and sore to move correctly yet. Sighing, he rolled his cigarette between his teeth for a moment, thinking. “The bending almost reminds
punky-thera: luckied: Jean reached for his ashtray on his side table, holding it out for the redhead. “Sounds completely different than Alchemy then.” He commented, tapping his cigarette on the tray. “Sounds easier, too.” He snorted softly,
sexhaver: stantler: grab-the-sushi-and-run: ASH KETCHUM YOU LUCKY BOY YOU GOT TO DO EVERYTHINGAWESOME IN THE POKEMON WORLD IT’S NOT FAIR ANYMORE he never got to grow up, spend time with his family, or have a family of his own. he has a 5th grade
redsnipertroublewalking: luckied: Jean let a goofy giggle and had a dreamy-like look on his face. “No no, thank you,” he retorted back, the dorky expression still on his face. He chuckled and blushed looking away… “Mhm well you’re welcome..”
redsnipertroublewalking: luckied: “I’ve been wanting you to be my bitch for a long time!” “That sounds SO disturbing!” He laughed “I…can be,” he sighed.
lifeliesandgrief: luckied: Jean tilted his head in surprise. “Really? Had a good year or…?” He was curious to what was causing Maes to feel so wonderful. “Not exactly.” he said. “Let’s just leave it at never better, hm?”
Which Dwarf From The Hobbit Is Your Man? KiliYour man is Kili. Lucky you! He is such a handsome dwarf and the youngest in the company. Brother to Fili and newphew to Thorin. He is sometimes reckless and adventurous. Enjoy your man!
2ndltbraeda: luckied: Read More Read More Letting out a breathy hiss, Jean combed his fingers through his best friend’s hair. Damn, this felt wicked good. He loved his weapons, but Havoc loved sex more. Braeda damn knew what he was doing and
hellakawaiimarco: luckied: Stirring at the voice, Jean pried an eye open and gave a throaty chuckle. “Not at all, Marco,” he responded, reaching a hand out to run his fingers through the dark hair. “You were just…perfect.” Leaning down, he
twisted-mortician: luckied: twisted-mortician: “‘Avin a good look” he grinned Swallowing heavily at the wink, let alone the exposed face that made him feel like a blabbering idiot, Jean walked over and sat down carefully on the bed. He was nervous.
swift-wind-alchemist: luckied: Jean gave Erika a reassuring smile as he brought the now warmed up left over pizza to her, sitting next to her. “It’s okay,” he whispered, his fingers gently tucking lose strands of hair behind her ear. “I’m
punky-thera: luckied: Read More Read More Jean wanted to admit that yes, he wanted to be used by Zane. The red head was an addictive drug to the blond in many ways and Havoc felt himself loosing his own self control as he was taken hard and hot
punky-thera: luckied: Read More Read More Jean chuckled as he moved to lounge on the other side of the couch and picked up his black undershirt from the floor, having tossed it there the moment the blond came home. He rubbed it over the part of the
clinicaldissection: luckied: A pained relieved sigh slipped through Jean’s parted lips when he saw Stein standing there and didn’t make any sound of objection or questioned it when he was lifted like a feather. Every inch of him felt like it was
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Read More Read More A shuddering whimper came from Jean’s parted lips as he instinctively raised his hips to ease Orion’s removal of his remaining clothing. He kicked his trousers and underwear
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Read More Read More Read More Something tugged within Jean’s gut at Orion showing him everything he could make him feel. A tugging that made him wish he had met this
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Read More Read More Once the pace was picked up, Havoc let out a sound he didn’t even know he could make and squeezed his eyes shut. His fingers dug into Orion’s upper back and his heels pressed
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Read More Read More Read More Jean braced his hands on Orion’s chest as he attempted to catch his breath and whatever braincells he had that were not fucked twice
multimusehideout: luckied: multimusehideout: //He’s a soft hearted, manipulative demon and I LOVE him! *laughs* //Same here! I mean, the way he toyed with Haruhi’s mind about using her body to pay him back…meeeeoooow. Shirtless, no glasses,
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Orion ran his hands along Jean’s back, pulling the blankets over them so they wouldn’t freeze. He smiled at the returned words and kissed the top of Jean’s head. He couldn’t
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome grunted as he was smashed in the head, the force making his arms slip so his chin hit the floor. He blinked at the surge of pained pleasure that ran through him, but it was the
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied: Jean pressed his lips together and tried to hide the slight redness at just asking Orion and his response. He finished his food as fast as he could due to just being starved and placed his plate in the sink. Havoc
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Havoc’s eyes glanced back and forth from the note to Rome, blond brows still showing he wasn’t happy in the slightest. With a snort, he crossed his arms and glared daggers. “Word sure does travel fast about
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:The blond sighed and dipped the brush into dirty water to rinse it off before wiping it clean with a rag. He didn’t like talking about what he did. “It depends on what I see in my head,” Jean muttered. “And
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome pushed the closet doors open and pulled out all the paintings, laying them out on the table and bed so he could hear them clearly. He was looking over them when a few security
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Jean panted and struggled under Rome’s strength, rather stunned he placed his hands under his head. “It’s personal,” he panted out, arching his back and kicking his legs out to try and free himself. “I
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Jean hummed softly and tilted his head with a smile as he watched Orion go to work. “Well, this will certainly be interesting since you’re going to give me many different firsts,” he chuckled, his abdominal
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Read More Read More Havoc choked back a sob at his ministrations. Fuck, if he was dying, this was the way to go. “Orion…” He groaned out his lover’s name through tightly clenched teeth. “Fuck,
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Keep reading Keep reading A small choking sound came from Jean’s tightly clenched mouth, but he didn’t dare look away. He wasn’t going to give Rome the satisfaction of causing shuddering
miraclealchemist: luckied “We can do that,” Jean whispered as he nibbled on her collarbone. “How would you like it? Me coming up behind, legs around my waist or both of us standing with a leg braced on the edge of the tub?” He asked, breath brushing
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Keep reading Keep reading Keep reading Feeling him convulse hard in his mouth, Jean held his breath as it went down his throat. He was grateful he finally came and sucked
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Rome leaned against the door frame, looking over Jean silently. He rolled his eyes at his words and grabbed the pill bottle that he had opened before when Jean smacked them
insomniacs-rps: Rome sat back in his chair, putting out his cigarette when Jean spoke. His eyes darkened and he shot the blond a glare. “Its my bed, you’re lucky I’m letting you even be in it.” He grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Do I really look
littlemisssweetcakes: @luckied continued from X It didn’t taker her long before noticing her blond hair lover resting upon his favorite armchair. He look so peaceful as he rested, and Lea let out a content sigh as she approached his sleeping body.
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean gave a small sound and crossed his arms over his chest. A part of him wanted to cry at loosing something he was enjoying playing with. He felt her take a hold of his wrist and went along with it without shrugging
its-not-raining: ((Continued from this, @luckied)) “You were going to.” Roy’s eyes were cold when he looked up. No, that wasn’t true, and he knew it. Maybe it was wishful thinking. What an odd thought indeed. In anyone else Roy would appreciate
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: He slowly shook his head, still not fully waking up. “S'okay.” He reached a hand up and gently touched the hand along his chest. “You can keep going, if you want.” Truth be told, they hadn’t really seen each
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean contently followed Lea along, mildly distracted by a small bird flying by. When his hand was released, he turned his head and blinked. He was fairly good at sensing when something wasn’t right and tipped his head
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean cracked a smile, his hand lifting briefly to brush along Lea’s knuckles. “It’s fine,” he encouraged. He was becoming more aware of what she was doing and could sense the eagerness she was feeling. The way
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean straightened when Lea snapped at him, his eyes widening in surprise. The only time she had ever snapped at him was when he was about to do something that he wasn’t aware was dangerous. She was mad at him for wanting
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean blinked. Apparently he was only trying to play with her when she was playing with him. Sometimes this woman… “No….No. That’s not…” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Oh, Lea. I’m trying to play with
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: The knock at the door caused the chimera to stir and his eyes open. It was something he had grown used to and no longer freaked out about, sitting up and stretching his arms over his head. He let out a mewled yawn and
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean sat silently as Lea spoke, his face blank as she processed his words. He wanted to offer a calming hand, but wasn’t sure if it was appropriate or not. Jean waited quietly from where he sat until she turned back to
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean jumped when the door slammed, his brows furrowing in frustration. Fully understanding how people functioned emotionally wasn’t his strongest suit. All he had done was offer a thought he had come up on his own which
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean accepted the basket and change with a nod and headed toward the butcher shop. It had been difficult to get to where he was, learning manners and not being hesitant or fearful under stress. Just so long as he didn’t
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: The blond considered her words and knew she was right, but it didn’t stop the horrible sinking and gut-clenching feeling he had knowing she was right. However he couldn’t shake the possessive and overly protective
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Her last question made him nervous and Jean licked his dry lips. It shouldn’t have terrified him this much, but admitting what he felt was something very strange to him. His palms felt damp and he rubbed them against
littlemisssweetcakes: luckied: Jean didn’t flinch or pull away when Lea ended up in his arms, his fingers carefully holding her in place until she composed herself. He knew this was going to happen as he had seen it many times and patiently waited
13thead: lucky-strabismus: i know nothing abt leslie jordan besides the fact that he doesnt miss… he just doesnt miss “I think that’s why homosexuals were put on this earth - JUST ! To make things pretty. Rabbits”
juicyjamiebooty: juicyjamiebooty: I really wanted to get my ass eaten last night so I took a guy home from the bar! Isnt He lucky! he really had his tongue deep up my ass? what would you do if you were so lucky?
