BUT IT'S NOT WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR

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Dove

Admin Bee

He / Him

April 12

Lumiose City, Kalos

Pansexual

Broadcast Journalist

Admin

if you're lonely

come be lonely with me

6'0" / 183 cm height

i fell for your magic. i tasted your skin. and though this is tragic, at least i found the end.

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BARNABY FINCH

surprise, [ c / s ]

POSTED ON Jul 31, 2023 2:40:23 GMT

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francie myrtle was given her earned reward.[break][break]

Even as he shrugged off his shirt, allowing it to slip to the floor; even as he leaned deeper, closing the meager space that remained between them; even as he pressed their bodies together...[break][break]

...all BARNABY FINCH could think about was how much he wanted her.[break][break]

Their lips met, ravenous for connection, and, finally, his hands went to work as well.[break][break]

With a touch softer than she may have expected, Barnaby slid his hands up Francie's shirt, enjoying the pleasant rush of expectancy as her supple skin warmed his palms. [break][break]

One hand trailed higher toward her naval and then higher still until his fingers found themselves sliding beneath the band of her bra. The other hand remained at the hitch of her waist, simultaneously pressing her down onto his knee.[break][break]

"Should we move this to the bedroom?" He asked, begrudgingly pulling away from their kiss.[break][break]

The implication was obvious.

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wizz

the hiker

she/her

twenty-eight

april eighteenth

petalburg

demisexual

hiker

ranger officer

how deep

the bullet lies

119 height

you don't wanna hurt me?

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francie myrtle

surprise, [ c / s ]

POSTED ON Oct 21, 2023 20:14:58 GMT

Maybe she is just picking up on that. She can’t seem to create more thoughts, her body just acting on its own.

She isn’t the only one exploring anymore. Her hands are gentle against her skin and there is a strange part of her, a hunger in her stomach, that wishes he wouldn’t be so gentle. That hand and knee pressed against her body with purpose.

The question bounces around in her head a few times before the implications settle in her head. Her eyes flutter open and in a weird moment, she doesn’t see Barnaby, she sees—

In a panic, she pushes against him, but stops just seconds after doing so. She blinks curiously at him, it’s all rushing into her head like a whirlwind, confusion evident.

”…bedroom.” Meaning… but she’s a… does he know? Has she told him?

With pink cheeks, she looks between his eyes in apology.

”Would you hate me forever if I said I wasn’t quite… um, ready for that? I mean, this is nice. I like this,” she laughs nervous. ”A-heh-heh-lot. But uh, it’s just. I’ve never… um, I’ve never gone, like, uh, to the bedroom, if you know what I mean.”

Rambling makes her realize just how hot it is in the room and oh Arceus she and Barnaby are on his couch and they’re super close to doing the deed.
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