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| Prussia | Jul 28 2011, 05:50 PM Post #3211 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Fine, then I won't help finish you off." |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 28 2011, 05:54 PM Post #3212 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shrugged and to show that he wasn't too worried, he pushed two fingers into himself, watching the albino as he lightly stroked himself. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 28 2011, 05:57 PM Post #3213 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Do you keep yourself stretched everyday?" he asked smirking because it had been a couple days since he has fucked Russia and seeing as Russia was still new at taking it up the ass, it wouldn't be that easy for someone to shove two fingers up there. Unless he liked ignoring pain and hiding it that well. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 29 2011, 02:44 AM Post #3214 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shook his head and shrugged slightly. He still wasn't fully used to it, but because of what happened before he lost his voice, he was still a little stretched. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 29 2011, 07:32 AM Post #3215 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia let him continue then and wondered if he should walk out of the room because he wouldn't let this bother him. It was just Russia getting himself off. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 29 2011, 07:43 AM Post #3216 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia stopped stroking himself and moved to tangle his fingers in the albino's hair before kissing him roughly. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 29 2011, 07:49 AM Post #3217 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia couldn't help but smirk a little at that and kissed him back roughly moving to put a hand on his stomach but didn't move to his nipples or erection. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 29 2011, 07:52 AM Post #3218 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled hs fingers out of himself and pressed closer to him. Moving to deepen the kiss. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 29 2011, 07:53 AM Post #3219 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia took that as a sign that he could take over again and moved his hand up to tweak Russia's nipples as he moved over him again. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 29 2011, 08:03 AM Post #3220 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia's breath hitched as he moved closer to him, arching his back and tangling his fingers in his hair. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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