Hey lovies, I’m finishing up with some folks, but I’d like to extend a couple more slots now; I ended up missing out on some work time because of IRL things and I gotta cram a little to make my rent quota. orz
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Mikahl held to his bags of groceries, hoping Winter had made her way to The Busted Flagon to meet and distract Quill. At the corner of his eye, he saw a splash of sun, a quaint bouquet of canary yellow flowers. He stood there for a bit, debating whether or not flowers and breakfast would be too much of a “thank you” gift for the red-headed bartender. A sigh escaped his lips, knowing that going with his gut usually ended with less than satisfactory results.
"Lemme buy some o’ those flowers from ya’," he called to the florist.
"I mean.. there are customers an’…" Mikahl breathed heavily, his back pushed against the wall by Laura’s body.
She seemed unphased, her lips locking with his to shut the poor boy up. Wandering hands grab at the trembling digits of Mikahl, pushing them effortlessly under her blouse. The level of arousal was almost too much to handle for the awkward teen as his hands tried their best to hover over her chest.
"I’m-I’m-I’m…is… is this…" he squeaked into the kiss.
Laura pressed herself harder against him, her hand working to unfasten the top of his pants. The sound of patrons murmured downstairs, adding to the nerves building up inside young Mikahl. The woman, about 28 in age, broke from the kissing, a smirk slithering upon her lips as she stared at the wide eyed boy.
"Don’t worry, just let me do all the work."
Anonymous said: I hate that she loved you more.
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Anonymous said: Have my babies.
Mikahl took in a gasp of air as his back hit the mattress, her body and voluminous auburn hair falling on top of him. Months had passed since the two had started the affair, and as far as he could tell, no one had suspected a thing. He reached to cup Laura’s cheek, giving the woman a closing kiss as they laid together in exhaustion. The Ebonhawke summer was the hottest the city had seen in ages, the intellectuals had no real explanation why.
His eyes followed the curves of her naked body, finally stopping at the razor blade scars on her thighs. Without thinking, Mikahl reached to touch it, the pads of his fingertips grazing them before her body jerked away. Laura moved to sit on the edge of the bed, the bruises that decorated her neck now visible front and center.
"Are we ever goin’ t’ talk about this?" he asked in a solemnly quiet voice.
Laura stood, retrieving her clothes and hastily putting them back on before making for the door without a word.
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