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| Russia | Mar 8 2011, 11:00 PM Post #361 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacle monster moved Prussia away from Russia a bit as one wrapped a tentacle around Prussia's waist, rubbing his skin lightly with it's own slick skin. "Gil-" Russia was cut off by the tentacle on his chest, moving into his mouth. He blinked as the taste of a warm, kind of cinnamon vanilla flavor filled his mouth. He swallowed a bit, feeling his body grow warm as the tentacle began moving more into his mouth. ((THIS IS AWKWARD)) |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:03 PM Post #362 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia shivered and looked at Russia his eyes widening a little. "What the fuck..." he mumbled trying to figure this out. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:06 PM Post #363 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia began breathing heavily as his body grew warmer and warmer. The tentacle around Prussia's waist moved down before it wrapped around his member and began stroking him. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:09 PM Post #364 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia tried to move out of the touch but he couldn't do anything and bit his lip hard. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:15 PM Post #365 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacle began pumping Prussia as the as the ones that held his limbs moved a bit, still keeping him in their hold though. Russia soon couldn't help himself and moaned as the tentacle moved deeper into his mouth. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:17 PM Post #366 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia bit his lip harder and tried to kick at his restraints or anything to get out of the hold. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:21 PM Post #367 |
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Ivan Braginski
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A few more tentacles grabbed Prussia's legs and held him still as the one in Russia's mouth pulled up. Russia moaned at the loss, closing his eyes as he panted heavily. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:23 PM Post #368 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"How many are there anyway?!" he asked trying to find where they were coming from and his lip was beginning to bleed as he tried to hold back the moans. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:25 PM Post #369 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia only shrugged, and the monster let him go for now. He bit his lip and laid on his side, breathing heavily, opening his eyes as the monster used thinner tentacles to tweak the Prussian's nipples. |
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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 | Mar 8 2011, 11:28 PM Post #370 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia had now a line of blood running down his chin trying so hard not to moan. It didn't help that he was fucking Russia before this...thing showed up. |
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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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