ā...She must have figured out Iām dating her son!ā
@mockibirdā
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ā...She must have figured out Iām dating her son!ā
@mockibirdā

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mockibirdĀ "short for dads and moms who are attractive and people want to. . .intimate with."
ā.... So basically, what everyone is always telling me, when they talk about my father.ā
spider-sensed @mockibirdĀ Ā ā ā are you going to kiss me again, or do i have to do it myself?ā sacred romantic moments
Ā ā oh, is that a challenge, ms. morse?ā tilting his head to the side as he looked at her and tried his best to hold out on her for as long as he could. which was all of about five seconds. reaching out to gently grab a hold of her face and pull her in close. he didnāt say another word before he kissed her softly at first, the tips of his fingers playing with her hair. parting their kiss for half a second, going back to kiss her again. deeper this time. there was no mission he just got back from, no near death experience. he had no excuse for missing her other than just being away from her for half a day. no, he kissed her because he could. because he wanted to. even if he was playfully challenged.
to have her close to him, to be tangled up and not be able to tell where she started and he began was enough of a reason for him. moving his lips against hers, only breaking when he had to to get some air back in his lungs. smiling as his cheeks colored, the cool feeling of the air coming back in. and the taste of her still making his lips tingle. ā are you gonna challenge me to kiss you again?ā
@mockibirdā asked:Ā āWhat do youā?ā - plssss
šĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā They had been running for what seemed like days. Dodging attacks from the rear and just missing bullets passing from the front. Anthony wasnāt quite sure how it started but he knew that it wasnāt good but now as they lay low in an abandoned he realizes how long theyād been running. How many times they had been in this position. How he felt the desperate need to shield her constantly from those flying bullets and the punches thrown at her. How he felt about her. In attempt to catch the lost breath, the skull mask that once hid his features was removed from his head and thrown to the side. Throwing his head back, his eyes closed listening to the words that fell from her lips. Every time she spoke, he felt a flutter. It took everything in him to keep himself from falling for her. From telling her how he felt and how the feelings wouldnāt go away even during the moments of forgetting her.Ā āListenā he heard her say, his head dropped to look at her. Colored eyes widened realizing how close she had been to him. He gave several nods and a slight smile in attempt to pay attention.Ā āWhat do you--ā she began before he quickly stopped her words by the press of his lips to hers. He couldnāt help it any more. He had to give into his desires that he had been holding back for days now.Ā
send āWhat do youā?ā for my muse to kiss yours, instead. --Accepting.
@mockibirdā asked:Ā ššššššš
šĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā All day if I could ā
send me š if your muse would bang mine --Accepting

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ā²āšš¢šØš Ā šš”š Ā šššššš”šš”š Ā š¦šššš”šš Ā !āć¢ā @mockibirdāĀ . ā Ā chest . Ā place Ā your Ā head Ā on Ā my Ā museās Ā chest .
ifĀ itĀ werenātĀ forĀ theĀ HEAVYĀ SMELLĀ OFĀ SMOKEĀ blanketingĀ hisĀ senses,Ā Ā clintĀ couldĀ almostĀ pretendĀ theyĀ wereĀ onĀ thatĀ beachĀ inĀ sardiniaĀ Ā Ā Ā . . .Ā Ā Ā Ā wouldĀ bobbiĀ evenĀ stillĀ rememberĀ thatĀ oneĀ ?Ā Ā spendingĀ aĀ wholeĀ dayĀ loungingĀ inĀ theĀ heatĀ ofĀ theĀ sunĀ withĀ nothingĀ butĀ theĀ soundĀ ofĀ wavesĀ toĀ keepĀ themĀ company.
thereāsĀ noĀ sunĀ now,Ā Ā andĀ theĀ heatĀ isĀ comingĀ fromĀ theĀ flamesĀ ofĀ theĀ veryĀ -Ā explodedĀ warehouseĀ thoseĀ peskyĀ drugĀ traffickersĀ wereĀ usingĀ toĀ manufactureĀ theirĀ product,Ā Ā butĀ ifĀ heĀ reallyĀ tries,Ā Ā reallyĀ focusesĀ onĀ justĀ theĀ familiarĀ weightĀ ofĀ theĀ bodyĀ onĀ topĀ ofĀ his,Ā Ā clintĀ canĀ pretendĀ forĀ justĀ aĀ fewĀ seconds.
andĀ thatāsĀ allĀ heĀ gets,Ā Ā really.Ā Ā aĀ fewĀ secondsĀ ofĀ contentĀ nostalgiaĀ afterĀ aĀ fewĀ yearsĀ ofĀ aĀ marriageĀ thatĀ wasĀ probablyĀ DOOMEDĀ FROMĀ THEĀ START.Ā Ā herĀ headĀ onĀ hisĀ chestĀ asĀ theyĀ tryĀ toĀ regroupĀ enoughĀ toĀ moveĀ againĀ afterĀ anĀ eightĀ -Ā storyĀ controlledĀ fallĀ thatĀ cameĀ onĀ theĀ tailĀ endĀ ofĀ aĀ longĀ fightĀ withĀ aĀ SMALLĀ ARMYĀ ofĀ goons.Ā Ā Ā Ā allĀ tooĀ soon,Ā Ā herĀ headĀ lifts,Ā Ā andĀ clintĀ hasĀ toĀ comeĀ backĀ toĀ theĀ present.Ā Ā Ā
theĀ presentĀ smellsĀ likeĀ dieselĀ smokeĀ andĀ oldĀ fish.Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā
ā Ā Ā Ā Ā gee,Ā Ā bobbi.Ā Ā alwaysĀ takināĀ meĀ toĀ theĀ nicestĀ placesĀ Ā Ā Ā . . .Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā oh Ā man, Ā Ā heās Ā so Ā not Ā getting Ā his Ā money Ā back Ā on Ā this Ā suit Ā rental.
ā¶ Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā @mockibirdāĀ Ā ;Ā Ā iām going to stop you before you accidentally say Iām not sexy.
āĀ Ā youĀ wantĀ meĀ toĀ sayĀ thisĀ beatĀ toĀ shitĀ lookĀ reallyĀ getsĀ meĀ goingĀ ?Ā Ā ā Ā heāsĀ notĀ aĀ goodĀ liar,Ā andĀ ifĀ anythingĀ herĀ currentĀ stateĀ makesĀ himĀ feelĀ aĀ littleĀ nauseous.Ā notĀ inĀ aĀ theĀ pizzaĀ atĀ theĀ backĀ ofĀ aĀ fridgeĀ wasĀ aĀ fewĀ daysĀ overĀ itāsĀ stillĀ goodĀ limitĀ whenĀ heĀ scarfedĀ itĀ down,Ā butĀ inĀ theĀ allĀ tooĀ familiarĀ wayĀ ofĀ seeingĀ someoneĀ heĀ lovesĀ inĀ pain.Ā knowingĀ heĀ couldnātĀ stopĀ it,Ā theĀ loomingĀ knowledgeĀ thatĀ itĀ neverĀ stopsĀ inĀ theĀ lifeĀ theyāveĀ chosenĀ jabbingĀ inĀ hisĀ ribs.Ā Ā
theirĀ marriageĀ isĀ aĀ thingĀ ofĀ theĀ past,Ā butĀ bobbiāsĀ alwaysĀ aĀ partĀ ofĀ theĀ present.Ā itāsĀ familiar,Ā havingĀ herĀ hereĀ onĀ hisĀ couchĀ whileĀ theyĀ nurseĀ wounds.Ā heĀ dragsĀ aĀ whileĀ towelĀ acrossĀ herĀ brow,Ā overĀ herĀ cheek,Ā fabricĀ comingĀ awayĀ tingedĀ redĀ andĀ brown.Ā sidewaysĀ grinĀ onceĀ heĀ canĀ seeĀ herĀ aĀ littleĀ clearer,Ā āĀ Ā see,Ā now,Ā iādĀ callĀ thisĀ lookĀ aĀ littleĀ moreĀ rugged.Ā heroĀ atĀ theĀ endĀ ofĀ aĀ harrowingĀ journey.Ā veryĀ sexy,Ā ifĀ youāreĀ intoĀ thatĀ sortaĀ thingĀ -Ā andĀ youĀ knowĀ iĀ am.Ā Ā ā
Send š to slap my muse on the ass (remember to specify for multis)
š @mockibirdāĀ
Ā Ā āĀ Ā heyĀ nowĀ atĀ leastĀ buyĀ meĀ dinnerĀ first.Ā Ā ā