the night is cold and long

[Ryan de le Poer]

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Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone;
I'll be waiting.

"Oh?" If only he knew. Her earliest months of life had been filled with alcohol, promiscuity, and an obscured sense of values. Her mother had been quick to corrupt her young life. Somehow alcohol allowed negatives memories to resurface, but with a couple swallows more, they were drowned once again. "Well then," she replied, dragging out her words, unsure if they even made sense once they left her lips.



She dropped to her knees rather easily, slumping into Hybrid’s frame as her palms raked along his abdomen. Her head was swirling and she could have sworn both she and he were swaying, so she dug his claws into his fur to steady them both. Somehow, it seemed to work a little. Reassured, she let her fingers trail along his hips towards his thighs. She cast a glance towards the idle bottle she had dropped. Unfortunately, it seemed miles away.

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