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Post by eliza on Nov 21, 2010 18:05:25 GMT -5
Eliza smiled as he laughed. It was cute, well she thought so anyways. She had usually always remembered the guys name, unless they both got too drunk to remember the others name. She was fine with those night. Eliza smiled as he moved his hand to the edge of her dress. She leaned in as they kissed, returning her hand back to behind his head. She pushed them closer together, making the kiss deeper. WORDS ;; 75ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;; shitty post >< sorry
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Dec 30, 2010 19:34:21 GMT -5
Max kissed her, letting his tongue touch her bottom lip lightly, almost in a teasing fashion. Letting his hand slide down her leg, he propped up on his elbow so he was lingering above her.
He pulled his lips away slowly, moving them to her neck, kissing her softly. He was always in the mood for a two people party and this wasn't any different, so he let his hand slide back up her leg and under her dress. Pulling his lips away from her neck he flashed her his famous smirk and kissed her lips again.
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Post by eliza on Dec 31, 2010 16:41:10 GMT -5
Eliza was about to deepen the kiss but he had moved his kisses from her lips to her neck. She leaned her head back slightly and held in a moan. Just seconds before he had moved the kiss she had felt his hand go down her leg, past the edge of her dress. She felt his hand go back up her leg, under her dress and she closed her eyes. As he returned to kissing her she leaned back so she was now laying down and she wrapped her one hand around his neck and pulled him down more, so he was over her more now. She deepened their kiss, letting him have complete control of course. WORDS ;; 125ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; Max OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;sorry its shit.
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Feb 14, 2011 16:29:07 GMT -5
Max was one of those guys that enjoyed control of others, because he had no control of himself. Or he had some slight control, but he was so addicted it seemed like he was controlling it. But in all truths, the booze controlled him. He though, controlled the rest of him and tried to control other people. Though sometimes he failed to do so.
But here, with sex, he was always control. And when all was done and over with he didn't even look at Eliza. He was the guy who got up and just left, it was the way he was. So he got dressed smirked at her, "Bye beautiful."
notes: eh my muse was running icky XD so i skipped over it 
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