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Send ‘*’ to kiss my muse full on the lips.
His eyes widens with surprise at the sudden gesture, but soon, he hums appreciatively and returns the kiss.

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Send ‘*’ to kiss my muse full on the lips.
His eyes widens with surprise at the sudden gesture, but soon, he hums appreciatively and returns the kiss.

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"Come, we're going out to the Hinterlands." He has a satchel around his shoulder.
Ja’far blinked and tipped his head to the side. “I have not heard anything indicating that the group you are looking for have gone in that direction.” he said, glancing at the satchel.
Weddings are too involved dammit
“Are they? I’ve never really pondered the question.”
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[TEXT] I will never understand the insistence on conferences and standardized tests for eight year olds. No wonder Nava hates tests as much as I did.
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Today was the day, finally were she and her fiancé, an handsome and sweet blond teen who had not too long ago had asked her hand in marriage, making her the happiest lady alive, But now she just hoped Alibaba wouldnt grow scared or run off when telling her dearest and eldest brother about them, would everythng turn out alright?? Oh she just hoped they would get along with one another. Taking a deep breath, Kougyoku looked towards the blond teen, crimson orbs looking his way in a curious manner,
“Sweetheart... Will you be okay?? I mean my brother can be a bit... How do I put it... Strict??” She said in a question, oh what was she doing??? trying scare him away herself?? Once more did she sigh, holding onto his strong arm, in just a little bit more and they were to arrive to the bus stop close to her home, and greet her brother

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{ pretty hate machine: the only time } - { cont’d from here }
“You have yourself a deal.” He sighed as that touch swirled over his thigh. Coming so close to where he ached for it. How was he already so hungry for this? Certainly it was something only Judar could bring out of him.
He reaches down to undo the button of his slacks and to recline the seat in a better position for their play. Shifting the expensive fabric down off his hips he managed to pull himself free. A soft moan left his lips as he started to toy with the length, not quite ready to play but it wouldn’t take long before he was erect and full in Judar’s throat. “You’re terrible you know.. I’m a taken man..” Maybe soon he wouldn’t be..
The raven haired disaster allowed the other man a moment to re-organize himself, and busied himself with the task of tying his thick hair back a bit tighter. He’d developed and cemented a reputation for himself as being generally messy and trashy, but he still liked to be generally clean and approachable. Showing up to a rehearsal with someone’s cream filling in his hair wasn’t the first impression he wanted to make, especially since he was being paid decently this time around.
“ Hey now, don’t blame me for your shifty moral compass ~ “ His laughter was low and languid and his throat, and once his fingers had finished securing his locks, they soon found themselves undoing the first few buttons of Kouen’s crisply pressed shirt. Getting up more on his knees allowed him to lean further over the space that separated them, and with a hand digging firmly onto the polished leather of the center console to support his weight, his other hand was busy slipping through the ginger’s hair as his lips found his in a possessively hungry sort of kiss. He tasted like a sharp dark roast that reminded him of forgotten corner cafe’s in the stranger parts of downtown.
“ The only terrible thing about me is my terrible lack of self-restraint, “ he murmured, against his lips between firm, quick kisses, straying his fingers back down to Kouen’s thighs and gently raking freshly manicured nails along the inside of one of them. “ Besides, there’s always that convenient saying-- What a person doesn’t know, can’t hurt them, hnh ~ ? “
Ja’far was dressed particularly well in red and black, leaning against the bar in the hotel lounge, drink in hand. He wasn’t the type to frequent bars or drink too much, but he knows for a fact that his most target was supposed to having a meeting here. And, if he was stressed enough, he might be tempted by the bar. Sometimes hiding in plain sight worked better than sticking to the shadows.
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He smiled a bit at the elf’s sudden blush. “Never seen a man bare before?” he teased, that light accent playing on his lips. “I never pegged the Tevinter for prudish.” He motioned for Ja’far to enter, pouring them both glasses of wine. “I wish to hear all about it. come.”
Ah, well, the fact that he pointed it out just kind of made things more awkward. “I have. I just wasn’t expecting it.” he said quietly, his gaze still drawn to the side until he motioned for him to come inside. “Right. There have been rumors of crates with lyrium and other mage tools being smuggled north, word of mages in hooded robes moving that way as well. I intercepted a letter being carried by one.” he pulled an envelope out and handed it over.