Gotta say, at a tall fat guy, kind of hate having this much skin. Get little blemishes everywhere, many hard to reach places. And applying lotion takes a long time and is generally expensive and obnoxious.
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Fuuuuuck I’m horny.
He keeps sneezing.
He was sat in the middle seat of the car, me to the right and someone on the left…. so we were all tightly packed together.
I felt everything. His shaky inhale as his hands went up to cover his mouth. Then I experienced something so sexy I’ve never experienced before. I felt the intense gush of “sneeze breeze”blasting out from the sides of his cupped hands as a result of his HUGE sneezes. I nearly combusted.
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My god everything is really paying off huh. yes I do still have to crack and clunk my hips regularly but I’m in less pain overall and after one extra half dose of antihistamines and a metric boatload of water, you know what I did for the first time in years today? RAN. I RAN at speed 6, 7, 8, and 9 for 30-120 seconds at a time between speed walks, and my god I did it without feeling as bad as I used to. I could actually do it and I only got to 60% symptom intensity instead of 120%
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Sometimes you’re just too itchy (like restless leg, only you feel it in your legs AND arms) to write, so you decide to play Pokémon until bed instead
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“Wow…” He couldn’t stop gazing at it. The mansion was beautiful, overwhelming even just by its sheer size. It was intimidating to look at, so the teen swept the hair away from his eyes to instead look at the woman who brought him here. “It’s…”
“Beautiful?” She chuckled, nodding her head knowingly. “You’ll be well taken care of here, I can promise you that.”
Siouxsie remembered when she had first found this young man who called himself Rowan standing her before her. He was tall, skinny, and had a desperate look on his face when he had been attempting to figure out a place to run away to, far away from anywhere that wasn’t where he supposedly lived. That alone was enough for this woman, who was a recruiter of sorts. All the better once she had realized something special about Rowan. He didn’t talk much, but the fangs were noticeable enough when he had angrily proclaimed that he was willing to do just about anything to find somewhere safe to live.
Lord Dio… He’d be very pleased indeed. Perhaps, he’d bless her with a reward of sorts, for what she had accomplished. The thought alone made her shiver in anticipation.
Rowan shifted, grumbling softly to himself as he looked down at his clothes. He didn’t fit in here in this hot Egyptian weather, wearing the clothes he had packed with him when he had ran away. It was all just black band t-shirts and sweatpants. Now he was nervous, especially after seeing just how grand this home was that belonged to the powerful vampire she had referred to as ‘Lord Dio.’ He’d make a terrible first impression with sickly skinny appearance and fashion sense and be shooed away. Then again, the woman who called herself Siouxsie here herself wasn’t in the most fancy of clothing, wearing bright neon green fishnets and platform boots, heavy makeup including bright red blush and bright eyeshadow adorning her face.
“Well?” She had spoken, breaking his train of thought, leading him towards the entrance. “You’re following me inside, are you not?”
“Oh…” Rowan scratched at the black hair on his scalp, nodding as he picked up his stride and followed in after her. “Forgive me— I am.”
“Don’t worry,” Siouxsie assured him again. Goodness, why was he being cautious now? “He’ll be pleased to meet you.”
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