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         ’ — no can do, babe. it’s all on me. ‘
                  not the kiss she was intending, but it was returned none the less. 
                     ’ how did you get so damn sensual? ‘

      —- there was a quiet chuckle in response;
              but it faded as intent blues watched Kris for a moment.

                          'sensual? I'll give you sensual.'

            without hesitation, she brought a hand up to rest on the back of Kristen’s neck; fingers grazing skin till they tangled in the blonde hair. a tug was given to pull her head back and lips found the curve where Kristen’s jaw and neck met, to start a trail of open-mouth kisses that were languid. rather slowly too, stopping at the nape of her neck to leave one more - that was firmer. nicole then released kristen and let her tired muscles sink in the cushion of her chair.

            “I don’t know. why don’t you tell me?”

Posted on Aug 17— 6 days ago
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          ’ — that’s my girl. all paid for by me, all picked out by you. deal? ‘ 
                      body leaned forward; lips left a small kiss against nicole’s forehead. 

           —- “as long I’m getting the s’mores stuff, then it’s a deal.”
                      a tilt of her head; for the purpose to catch that kiss on her lips.

Posted on Aug 17— 6 days ago
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[ THE SPEED DEMON. ] ;

             there is exactly one reason why kristen durus enjoys drinking. alright, maybe two, besides the obvious pleasurable taste some alcohol can hold, it gives her a good night’s sleep akin to knocking her out with a horse tranquilizer, minus any slight discomfort (or pain, at all). she’s just sort of used to the hangover, that and something rather unfortunate happens. there isn’t a single dream she remembers -  a nightmare to plague her uncomfortable existence. an eternal alarm clock did end up waking her from a sound sleep somewhere around dawn   —— —

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               she hadn’t moved a single muscle and it was quite evident in the way kristen’s joints ached immeasurably. a head of blonde hair suddenly popped up from her pillow, eyes squinting in the very little light from the boarded window. the assassin just let out a rather frank grunt, the squinting turning to wincing. she slowly rolled onto her back, giving the joints much needed relief.  green eyes just stared at the ceiling, slowly and unfortunately coming to herself. the only fortunate thing about waking is that she didn’t have to check on nicole, she already knew the woman was there. 

              a deep sigh out; features already twisting into their normal place. kristen always had this single look on her face. eyebrows furrowed, wrinkled skin in between her eyes  ;  angry, she always looked angry. although, the angry assassin did just roll over on her side, simply to awaken her girlfriend like there wasn’t another care in the whole wide, damned world. well, that was her initial plan. that angry face fell, just completely crumbled when she got a good look at her angel. a small sigh out, green eyes flicking over features she had mesmerized even with the pale light filtering in from outside. 

             jaw locked. it was that tic inside of her. it allowed her to be newwithout, yet, being corrupted by the world outside. without any reason for her ptsd to sabotage all sane thought processes. this was kristen, the woman that loved rather endearingly and found a way to stay positively strong. the backs of kristen’s fingers reached out, scarred knuckles running along nicole’s still smooth cheek. head bowed forward, lips barely touching the other woman’s. a ghost of a touch that was something rare, for sensual wasn’t usually kristen. 

            a ghost of a kiss over nicole’s top lip, then her bottom and finally kristen’s lips grazed the woman’s chin, before kristen’s head just laid prominently on nicole’s chest. head just above the older woman’s heart. 

     ’ — hey, baby. you have race to win for me. in that ugly fuck of a car we nearly died for. ‘ 

              'ten more minutes.'

Nicole actually didn’t want to wake up for once. She wanted to keep her eyes shut, let the world drift out of her own. You’d know how much Nicole trusts Kristen, by how easy it’s for her to sleep next to the woman, with the knowledge that she wouldn’t be killed in her sleep. With anyone else, she’d never be able to sleep that easy - unless she gets drunk and has fun with the redheads. Brows furrowed momentarily, as a flicker of a vague image repeated across her mind’s eye.

      Vegas. They were having the night of their lives, and Nicole would never forget the silver band around her finger. They had gotten married there. Then showed this redhead the night of her life.

A sharp inhale broke the silence, just as the gunslinger stirred and the memory faded with the rest - being buried in the back of her head for the time being. It actually left Nicole with lingering nostalgia. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open and Kristen’s words were caught, right when the older woman was coming out of her daze. A faint smirk signaled her awareness and tanned arms moved to wrap around the blonde. Two days out in the blazing sun, and she’s already looking healthy again. Certainly a lot better than when they came out of their cryo chambers back in the Ark.

      "Yes, Miss Durus. Your wish shall be granted." Her voice was still a bit scratchy from sleep, as she murmured and tilted her head down - lips finding lips in a light brush.

Grrrowl. Damn stomach.

That was one of the many, many cons of living - Nicole had to admit; the whole depending on food bullshit. It’s truly a miracle they’ve survived through more than what a normal human being could take.

     " —- What time is it? I wanna eat first." Eating you out would be nice though, Kris. A small smirk actually tugged at her lips at the mental picture.

Posted on Aug 17— 6 days ago
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            ’ — you did just say you wanted to go camping.
                       so, camping it is. all on me. 
                                      or, are you still too mad at me? ‘

          —- “staying mad at you is a difficult achievement.
                       I’ll even let you pick out a new tent this time.”

Posted on Aug 16— 6 days ago
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         ’ — exactly. three days? something close. just a little getaway. ‘

       —- the faintest of smiles touched her lips.
                  “where are you thinkin’ of stealing me away to?”

Posted on Aug 16— 6 days ago
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       ’ — you know what we haven’t done in awhile? ‘

        —- “hmn, take a vacation? I do miss camping.”
                     attention on her other task was instantly dropped.

Posted on Aug 16— 6 days ago
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Warning - Incubus

Posted on Aug 16— 6 days ago
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AMORTE: Love in Death | LISTEN | Danger, struggle, victory, and loss.

Dangerous (feat. Joywave) - Big Data / Bullets - Tunng / Down by the Water - PJ Harvey / I’m Gonna Haunt You - Fabienne Delsol / Dirty Pretty Lies (feat. Nelli Scarlet) - Michael Yezerski / Death Hanging (feat. Siri Nilsen & Susanne Sundfør) - Susanna / Words As Weapons - Seether / My Love Took Me Down To the River To Silence Me - Little Green Cars / The Ghost Who Walks - Karen Elson / No Death - Mirel Wagner / Rome - Susanne Sundfør
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Milla Jovovich by James White (2012)
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