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effervescible) wrote2003-02-16 10:53 pm
effervescible) wrote2003-02-16 10:53 pm
Kiri sux0rs.
http://pokeslash.tvheaven.com/files/instantslash2.html
The darkness was all around as Vash walked through desert down towards his hotel, random thoughts of 69ing crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Kiley had told him she often dreamed about Meryl involved in felching with a thomas , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Wolfwood .
One day he would discuss his feelings with Milly, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Wolfwood masturbating himself with a booklight.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the spoon he was carrying with him. Would Wolfwood's neck feel like that to his thigh?
What would Wolfwood think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating donuts off Wolfwood's beautiful tummy?
Vash rubbed the spoon against his neck whispering Wolfwood's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his hotel but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Wolfwood's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Wolfwood had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. desert was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the donuts he was carrying and leisurely scratched his neck.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Vash calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his donuts and ran towards the sound of his sugarpie's voice.
Wolfwood stumbled through the darkness towards Vash. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his sugarpie being attacked by a thomas. Was he about to be raped by Knives dressed as Meryl? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his thigh.
Vash, Vash, my sugarpie, screamed Wolfwood. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Vash leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the spoon and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare tummy pointing in the air.
Wolfwood! Vash gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Milly said you were in your hotel engaged in some 69ing with Kiley.
No, I was alone in my hotel with nothing but my booklight for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your tummy was, and how I would like to stroke my neck against it, and have you kiss my thigh, and now I see your tummy for myself I realise that not even Meryl has a tummy to compare with yours.
Oh, sugarpie, Milly said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Kiley.
What! That old thomas, I'd rather get involved in felching with Knives, a spoon and donuts than dream of 69ing with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my thigh curl.
Oh, Vash!
Oh, Wolfwood, my sugarpie!
Cue soft music, sounds of 69ing and felching, soft focus and fade.........
The darkness was all around as Vash walked through desert down towards his hotel, random thoughts of 69ing crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Kiley had told him she often dreamed about Meryl involved in felching with a thomas , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Wolfwood .
One day he would discuss his feelings with Milly, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Wolfwood masturbating himself with a booklight.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the spoon he was carrying with him. Would Wolfwood's neck feel like that to his thigh?
What would Wolfwood think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating donuts off Wolfwood's beautiful tummy?
Vash rubbed the spoon against his neck whispering Wolfwood's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his hotel but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Wolfwood's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Wolfwood had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. desert was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the donuts he was carrying and leisurely scratched his neck.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Vash calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his donuts and ran towards the sound of his sugarpie's voice.
Wolfwood stumbled through the darkness towards Vash. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his sugarpie being attacked by a thomas. Was he about to be raped by Knives dressed as Meryl? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his thigh.
Vash, Vash, my sugarpie, screamed Wolfwood. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Vash leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the spoon and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare tummy pointing in the air.
Wolfwood! Vash gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Milly said you were in your hotel engaged in some 69ing with Kiley.
No, I was alone in my hotel with nothing but my booklight for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your tummy was, and how I would like to stroke my neck against it, and have you kiss my thigh, and now I see your tummy for myself I realise that not even Meryl has a tummy to compare with yours.
Oh, sugarpie, Milly said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Kiley.
What! That old thomas, I'd rather get involved in felching with Knives, a spoon and donuts than dream of 69ing with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my thigh curl.
Oh, Vash!
Oh, Wolfwood, my sugarpie!
Cue soft music, sounds of 69ing and felching, soft focus and fade.........