He smiled and pulled her close. "Alright. I love you." He went back to biting on her neck gently.
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
He smiled. "You are way too tempting. If we keep going this way, I may be really tempted to go further." He whispered, trying to keep from giving in to anything as her body meshed to his.
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
He smiled. "If you'd like. You won't mind meeting a grouchy old vampire?" he chuckled.
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
He frowned. "Don't tell him what you used to be, okay? I don't want him trying to kill you, okay?"
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
He moaned and held her tightly. "Mmm...can we do something before I show you to my dad?" He asked, stroking her cheek, feeling her shiver in delight.
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
Cariad hesitated. He wasn't sure now...He didn't want to hurt her in any way. He wanted her...He shook his head. "Never mind. Let's go meet my dad."
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
Cariad blushed. "Uh...it was nothing. Just...a thought. Let's go meet my dad, okay?" He smiled at her sweetly. He really loved her. She meant so much to him. More than he could ever express. he was glad she'd be with him forever. But he was sorry he had to hurt her to do it. He sighed and kissed her gently. "Just forget about it. Let's go meet my dad, okay?"
"This kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statics--it just comes-none knows whence-and can't explain itself. And doesn't need to." Mark Twain
Follow your passion. Stay true to yourself. Never follow someone else's path unless you're in the woods and you're lost and you see a path. By all means, you should follow that. — Ellen DeGeneres
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