Dying wasn't going to happen on Soul's watch, but fantastic orgasms were, the kind that they had created together. He bites back at Crona's own lip, kissing him breathlessly before his eyes flutter closed, unable to watch Crona's face like he always tries to any longer.
"F-fuck," he exclaims. "Crona!"
All he can think when he comes is the same two damn words, over and over and over: 'fuckin' amazing'.
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Date: 2009-03-19 04:53 am (UTC)"F-fuck," he exclaims. "Crona!"
All he can think when he comes is the same two damn words, over and over and over: 'fuckin' amazing'.