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| Russia | Mar 20 2011, 01:09 PM Post #721 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia kissed the Prussian's chest gently, before tapping some of the tentacles. The ones that held his lover's limbs pulled him up to a seated position and Russia smiled, stroking one of them so that he could coat his fingers. |
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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 20 2011, 01:17 PM Post #722 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"How are, they listening to you?" he asked hating how he wasn't able to move at all. |
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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 20 2011, 01:25 PM Post #723 |
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Russia just smiled, leaning forwards to brush his lips against his before leaning back. He tilted his head, watching the albino as he pushed two fingers into his own entrance, biting his lip. |
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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 20 2011, 01:27 PM Post #724 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was breathing heavy as he watched him not sure of what was going on but so far it just looked like the tentacles were turning Russia uke. |
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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 20 2011, 01:38 PM Post #725 |
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D: )) Russia closed his eyes, moving his fingers slowly before he added another one. He kept at it for a while before he pulling them out climbing onto the Prussian's lap, so he could begin 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 20 2011, 01:41 PM Post #726 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Well Russia seems to be pretty much uke now )) Prussia moaned a little and still wanted to know why he was able to control the tentacles. |
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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 20 2011, 01:53 PM Post #727 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and positioned himself over the albino before lowering himself. He closed his eyes tightly, cursing as he tilted his head back. |
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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 20 2011, 01:58 PM Post #728 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned as he felt his member being encased. |
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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 20 2011, 02:00 PM Post #729 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia stopped when he could get him in as far as he could. The tentacle inside of the albino began moving again, and Russia began moving slowly. |
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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 20 2011, 02:03 PM Post #730 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned lightly and tried to move again once away from tentacle. |
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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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