[And while Gabriel was rotting in that box, Jinx would be down in Hell playing poker with the worst of them. "How did you die?" "I got hot and heavy with an archangel, God interrupted, I flipped him the bird and..." Well, it would definitely get a laugh out of all the other tortured souls.
Absolutely worth it.
Clothes definitely were turning out to be quite the problem. Her first thought was to start ripping apart every piece of fabric that separated them until they were naked. Her second was that her plan, with her luck, may have been a safety hazard. So time for plan B. Actual removal of garments like a normal person. Which was turning out to be a problem. That pout of his was adorable, and adorable soon turned into painfully sexy. If sitting up meant stopping this, it was not going to happen. However, there was a loophole. Grabbing onto his shirt, she pulled him to sit up with her. Quickly, she pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it to the side. Then off with the bra. Round and perky, even small breasts were still breasts, in front of him, to play with. In contrast, the skin on her torso was heavily scarred, especially along her back. Old cuts, scratches, and a lot of burns. She made a fist in his hair and pushed his mouth against her neck. Damn it, she wanted marks from this.]
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Date: 2011-02-25 05:59 am (UTC)Absolutely worth it.
Clothes definitely were turning out to be quite the problem. Her first thought was to start ripping apart every piece of fabric that separated them until they were naked. Her second was that her plan, with her luck, may have been a safety hazard. So time for plan B. Actual removal of garments like a normal person. Which was turning out to be a problem. That pout of his was adorable, and adorable soon turned into painfully sexy. If sitting up meant stopping this, it was not going to happen. However, there was a loophole. Grabbing onto his shirt, she pulled him to sit up with her. Quickly, she pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it to the side. Then off with the bra. Round and perky, even small breasts were still breasts, in front of him, to play with. In contrast, the skin on her torso was heavily scarred, especially along her back. Old cuts, scratches, and a lot of burns. She made a fist in his hair and pushed his mouth against her neck. Damn it, she wanted marks from this.]