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I bruise so easily (flirting)

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~ source Facebook

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Fucking hard or hardly fucking am I right brother

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when i said i liked it rough i didnt mean my entire life

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you're so cute I wanna make you moan

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Roman moaned softly against Peter's lips as he felt the other man's hand moving underneath his shirt. The faint pain caused by the werewolf's nails digging into his skin sent a shiver running through his body. He had his clothed arousal deliciously pressed against Peter's, grinding his hips desperately seeking friction, trying to match the other's rhythm. He wondered if his former best friend would try to shoot him again. When Peter said he needed him, his mind went blank. His vision clouded and, overcome by unbearable arousal, he pulled Peter in for a kiss again. His hands moving from the other man's hair to the waistband of his pants, where he began to fumble with his button and zipper.

Roman pulled away just enough to be able to speak, "If you're planning on killing me, do it now." His voice came out broken, out of breath.

Not broken, just bent…

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Roman finally, finally had Peter exactly where he wanted—helpless, pressed against that alley wall as he had dreamed a thousand times before. Of course, the scenario was not the most favorable; he had killed his best friend’s cousin—that was not part of the plan. Killing the love of his life was also not part of the plan. But if that was the only way he would ever have him, so be it! And, good God, it felt good! Their bodies, deliciously pressed against each other, radiated an intoxicating heat. Roman was almost feverish, dizzy, as Peter’s scent invaded his nostrils. A shiver ran down his spine as his hand went to Peter’s face and his teeth dug into the tender flesh of his neck. The werewolf’s blood flooded Roman’s mouth—better than anything he had ever tasted. He inhaled deeply, savoring every second of that moment, drowning in his lust, draining Peter’s life out of his body. If only Peter could love him and forgive him… But Roman knew it was impossible. Peter would never forgive him, not in a million years.

After a minute or so, Roman pulled back, his lips covered with Peter’s blood. He looked deep into the eyes he loved so much, his heart aching.

“How did you find out?” he asked, his voice breaking mid-sentence.

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this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving

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I can’t keep living like this! (having to make myself cum)

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For everyone who might have forgotten that I’m actually very artsy… :)

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eating and rubbing you through your panties before we dry hump and make out

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"My son turned out perfectly fine."

Your son wants to be called a good boy until he begs desperately to cum.

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Me: "I don’t care." Also me: cares so hard it physically hurts.