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Saturday, November 8, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Redneck Birthday Sayings
In my devotion
word: dedication
Pair: Yes ... You can call this even a FF with pair? I'm not sure ... somehow But it was I owe them to him, somewhere. Because I love her so.
Disclaimer: The people are still themselves, and I hereby earn any money. The lyrics is the (free) translation of "Devotion" by Tracy Chapman.
I think that the right music is to read the Challenge. Have fun!
If you could pick yourself out there, would you want to live?
Yes, I would.
If you could pick yourself out there, would you want to live like that?
No, I would not.
If you could pick yourself out there, what would you want to change?
I would like to start over. I would go back in time and take me so much ice, until my heart is frozen. A piece of stone, I would take to get him to throw you to the head.
Why?
Because then I would finally feel I should. Not for you. I never would have.
And I would be like me want to have it all.
If I'm right
If I can be there
Steady and faithful
Will you find me
"Kyo? Hey, Kyo! "
slowly I see from my tattered book in which I last kanji just dirty I scribbled inside.
"Are you coming to the interview?" Shinya looks at me from above, the little Mutt has created the ears on his arm as if to tell me the same incurred.
"I'm Kaoru goes out with Daisuke?" I reply form or sound. The labbrige book in my hand, I propose to leave slowly, but the finger and stylus in the side. Shinya understands the hint, hint comment.
"Yes, but I Toshiya and go and see them. We have nothing else to do. "He makes a brief respite, the blond and brown strands plucked from his face," But if you do not want ... "
He has not even finished speaking, I nod agreement, it falls into the word. "recognized right" to
Shinyas face I know when he will again start with a "clear the air", which I am sent out of the way when I get up.
"Kyo, you can get but not retreat even further.", He immediately begins to quickly stop for me when I was already turning away.
I have no answer because the answer he already knows but one way or another. I can. And I will.
When I go to the other end of the room, the door open and Shinya, with the little yapper on the arm, back let alone here, I suggest the book to write again and continue where I stopped 've been.
In my devotion In my devotion
I walk down the hall, past the open and closed doors. At the locked rooms and barricaded people that make me look like I was a wild animal, ready at any moment to attack someone in cold blood. Our staff members do not dare to greet you prefer proposes a wide berth around me gives me space when I appear.
try to keep as much distance. Between them and me. And forget all that the walls are getting closer to devour it. My eyes
note but no people and no walls, no More narrow, but they stubbornly cling to the ground. All you see is what they dirty Lenoliumboden on which many a footprint is perpetuated. All you see is what a deep, infinite nothing that is not my shadow, but me seems to swallow itself.
And every time I'm sick of all these long corridors along alone, I hope to come out of the building and nothing more to be. Only the shadow of my self, has finally turned out the way they look at me.
And yet I come out of this house and I'm still me. This small, funny guy. Covered with scars that tell stories, and I measured for the visual, colorful, far less important. I'm
I still. This small, funny guy who cries out the feelings from himself and at least see all as if each heat went out in it. The
am still me. This is me, as I never wanted to be like me and no one wants. I
. The enemy always in the aftertaste.
What if you have a bug
between my intentions and actions
And hold me back before the redemption
Condemn me, it was not worth
In your devotion
In your devotion
I forget where I went long. And now I'm sitting in the middle of nowhere, on a bench and look at the ugly, dirty river before me. The leather-bound book on my crossed legs. The scribbles in it, I can only read or a kindergarten child.
I do not even know what time it is. But the role played time already? Whether I have or may come back in two hours only, which makes a difference? Whether we are at home tomorrow or in three days, who would be involved? Whether it was now only ten or eight years, I love you, is it important? Does it for anyone up for a role?
A cold shiver running down my back, I see the water splashing back to the book.
In all your dedication to this band, in your devotion to me, what would You see, if you were blind?
Sighing I stretch and let me crack my neck, relax it again. Ten or only eight years, makes a difference? It changes anything about the strength of feelings? I have seen them all come, with trumpet fanfare and wanted to conquer you, they have tied up with charm and with its insistent love you've torn up again.
Does it make a difference so, how to love you?
They all came and they all went. Nothing you did. You did not stay with them. Charming one gets up and love you have lost you just as quickly.
They say you learn from your mistakes.
I learn from her. I handle all the difficulties, I avoid the feeling of losing, as I am to resign, you may never have to.
All these years, you know, all these years I'm just the one who is watching. You do not even know how I see and what I see. How I've seen all these years. Sighing, I clench my
hand into a fist, hit so hard, until it trembles. Then I relax them again.
I've always been frugal. I wanted nothing but your friendship. I wanted nothing, except now and then continue to be near you. Nothing to say except, I know you. I would forever be the third party, unnoticed and conspicuously on your side. One observer, a spy, perhaps a voyeur. Nothing more.
But now ... The tide has turned?
If this is addiction, deliver me from a passing infatuation
, deliver me from
A feeling that lacks the purity, deliver me from
A test of honesty, deliver me Deliver me from
from
Deliver me from
I like the sound when the pen glides across the paper and you hear nothing except the quiet scratching. In fact, it is incredibly quiet. Even the sounds of the river seem to seep into the dusk. I believe I can make a radio and I imagine there would be a song of ours play by me, perhaps. And you would hear him. And you would finally know. At last look.
seeing what I thought was so long hidden in the dark and which still, after all the dead time, germinates, and will not wither.
weak smile I close my eyes for a moment shaking his head would have to get rid of these ridiculous ideas that have somehow taken root in my hypothalamus.
But it does not work.
After all this time, all the restraint and the eternal third party can be played, I feel my life across. Because ... I'm tired. It was as if someone folded a switch, drummed into me, it's not '. After all this time is It is all or nothing.
I want you or I do not ever want someone.
But instead, as in all the cheesy movies, novels and songs of the case, I think not to fight it. I have no intention to gather the courage, daring to be and to put everything on one card.
I would not be cheesy and want to blow up. I would never confess to you what I feel.
I would not go to you and tell you in the face, how much you mean to me how much I need you like mad my heart is in your presence. I would never do it. For
in the moment as I conquer you with trumpets and fanfare, Fessler up with my charm, you'll tear up. And it will be it.
all or nothing. Nothing would remain
.
And I choose the path that will provide the best for both of us.
I'll tell you anything, I'm going to retire, I will continue to be the small, funny guy who sings about feelings and opinion of all but knows nothing of it.
I will continue to bleed and cry without anyone will ever come to heal my wounds. I will continue to writhe on the floor and the only thing they will ask themselves is whether I'm on sadomachistische games.
all or nothing.
Even if it will take ten or at only eight years to get from you go.
Nothing is left than a small scar.
What if I find
That you're not good for me
What if I can not be strong enough
What if I can not tear myself away
"Kyo? So here you are stuck. As you walk through half the Pampa to find you, rattling off every beautiful place and you sit in this stinking fish graveyard. "Sighing
sets you down by me, just look flat to the river, then over to me.
"Shinya said you were on it funny." Notice you, though I hear out the underlying message of course.
"Did he?" I try my to let anything show see again down in my book.
"But you know, all talk too much if the day is long." I feel like you bet your head on my shoulder, your hair falls forward. Black hair I always liked you best.
"What are you writing there?" You mumble softly Linster over my shoulder at the mess in kanji, you're not always able to decipher. My guess is confirmed when you pull the end curly, "I'll bet.", You begin to tighten and your eyes, "This is a song about squirrels and green lawn for me?"
I have to smile involuntarily, see from you on the book, tilt your head a little.
"Is there somewhere because for Toshiya?" I ask, then articulate to you.
"What is not, can be yet.", Your cheeky response, in which you smile wide, and I try to take the pen away. I smile back only briefly, leave you can not reach my hand.
Even if it will take ten or at only eight years to get from you go.
Nothing is left as a scar.
a scar as a reminder of the things that I would have given all. A scar for what I felt for you.
Just a reminder of my devotion to you. The always was one-sided and it will always remain.
In my devotion In my devotion
~ Fin ~
word: dedication
Pair: Yes ... You can call this even a FF with pair? I'm not sure ... somehow But it was I owe them to him, somewhere. Because I love her so.
Disclaimer: The people are still themselves, and I hereby earn any money. The lyrics is the (free) translation of "Devotion" by Tracy Chapman.
I think that the right music is to read the Challenge. Have fun!
If you could pick yourself out there, would you want to live?
Yes, I would.
If you could pick yourself out there, would you want to live like that?
No, I would not.
If you could pick yourself out there, what would you want to change?
I would like to start over. I would go back in time and take me so much ice, until my heart is frozen. A piece of stone, I would take to get him to throw you to the head.
Why?
Because then I would finally feel I should. Not for you. I never would have.
And I would be like me want to have it all.
If I'm right
If I can be there
Steady and faithful
Will you find me
"Kyo? Hey, Kyo! "
slowly I see from my tattered book in which I last kanji just dirty I scribbled inside.
"Are you coming to the interview?" Shinya looks at me from above, the little Mutt has created the ears on his arm as if to tell me the same incurred.
"I'm Kaoru goes out with Daisuke?" I reply form or sound. The labbrige book in my hand, I propose to leave slowly, but the finger and stylus in the side. Shinya understands the hint, hint comment.
"Yes, but I Toshiya and go and see them. We have nothing else to do. "He makes a brief respite, the blond and brown strands plucked from his face," But if you do not want ... "
He has not even finished speaking, I nod agreement, it falls into the word. "recognized right" to
Shinyas face I know when he will again start with a "clear the air", which I am sent out of the way when I get up.
"Kyo, you can get but not retreat even further.", He immediately begins to quickly stop for me when I was already turning away.
I have no answer because the answer he already knows but one way or another. I can. And I will.
When I go to the other end of the room, the door open and Shinya, with the little yapper on the arm, back let alone here, I suggest the book to write again and continue where I stopped 've been.
In my devotion In my devotion
I walk down the hall, past the open and closed doors. At the locked rooms and barricaded people that make me look like I was a wild animal, ready at any moment to attack someone in cold blood. Our staff members do not dare to greet you prefer proposes a wide berth around me gives me space when I appear.
try to keep as much distance. Between them and me. And forget all that the walls are getting closer to devour it. My eyes
note but no people and no walls, no More narrow, but they stubbornly cling to the ground. All you see is what they dirty Lenoliumboden on which many a footprint is perpetuated. All you see is what a deep, infinite nothing that is not my shadow, but me seems to swallow itself.
And every time I'm sick of all these long corridors along alone, I hope to come out of the building and nothing more to be. Only the shadow of my self, has finally turned out the way they look at me.
And yet I come out of this house and I'm still me. This small, funny guy. Covered with scars that tell stories, and I measured for the visual, colorful, far less important. I'm
I still. This small, funny guy who cries out the feelings from himself and at least see all as if each heat went out in it. The
am still me. This is me, as I never wanted to be like me and no one wants. I
. The enemy always in the aftertaste.
What if you have a bug
between my intentions and actions
And hold me back before the redemption
Condemn me, it was not worth
In your devotion
In your devotion
I forget where I went long. And now I'm sitting in the middle of nowhere, on a bench and look at the ugly, dirty river before me. The leather-bound book on my crossed legs. The scribbles in it, I can only read or a kindergarten child.
I do not even know what time it is. But the role played time already? Whether I have or may come back in two hours only, which makes a difference? Whether we are at home tomorrow or in three days, who would be involved? Whether it was now only ten or eight years, I love you, is it important? Does it for anyone up for a role?
A cold shiver running down my back, I see the water splashing back to the book.
In all your dedication to this band, in your devotion to me, what would You see, if you were blind?
Sighing I stretch and let me crack my neck, relax it again. Ten or only eight years, makes a difference? It changes anything about the strength of feelings? I have seen them all come, with trumpet fanfare and wanted to conquer you, they have tied up with charm and with its insistent love you've torn up again.
Does it make a difference so, how to love you?
They all came and they all went. Nothing you did. You did not stay with them. Charming one gets up and love you have lost you just as quickly.
They say you learn from your mistakes.
I learn from her. I handle all the difficulties, I avoid the feeling of losing, as I am to resign, you may never have to.
All these years, you know, all these years I'm just the one who is watching. You do not even know how I see and what I see. How I've seen all these years. Sighing, I clench my
hand into a fist, hit so hard, until it trembles. Then I relax them again.
I've always been frugal. I wanted nothing but your friendship. I wanted nothing, except now and then continue to be near you. Nothing to say except, I know you. I would forever be the third party, unnoticed and conspicuously on your side. One observer, a spy, perhaps a voyeur. Nothing more.
But now ... The tide has turned?
If this is addiction, deliver me from a passing infatuation
, deliver me from
A feeling that lacks the purity, deliver me from
A test of honesty, deliver me Deliver me from
from
Deliver me from
I like the sound when the pen glides across the paper and you hear nothing except the quiet scratching. In fact, it is incredibly quiet. Even the sounds of the river seem to seep into the dusk. I believe I can make a radio and I imagine there would be a song of ours play by me, perhaps. And you would hear him. And you would finally know. At last look.
seeing what I thought was so long hidden in the dark and which still, after all the dead time, germinates, and will not wither.
weak smile I close my eyes for a moment shaking his head would have to get rid of these ridiculous ideas that have somehow taken root in my hypothalamus.
But it does not work.
After all this time, all the restraint and the eternal third party can be played, I feel my life across. Because ... I'm tired. It was as if someone folded a switch, drummed into me, it's not '. After all this time is It is all or nothing.
I want you or I do not ever want someone.
But instead, as in all the cheesy movies, novels and songs of the case, I think not to fight it. I have no intention to gather the courage, daring to be and to put everything on one card.
I would not be cheesy and want to blow up. I would never confess to you what I feel.
I would not go to you and tell you in the face, how much you mean to me how much I need you like mad my heart is in your presence. I would never do it. For
in the moment as I conquer you with trumpets and fanfare, Fessler up with my charm, you'll tear up. And it will be it.
all or nothing. Nothing would remain
.
And I choose the path that will provide the best for both of us.
I'll tell you anything, I'm going to retire, I will continue to be the small, funny guy who sings about feelings and opinion of all but knows nothing of it.
I will continue to bleed and cry without anyone will ever come to heal my wounds. I will continue to writhe on the floor and the only thing they will ask themselves is whether I'm on sadomachistische games.
all or nothing.
Even if it will take ten or at only eight years to get from you go.
Nothing is left than a small scar.
What if I find
That you're not good for me
What if I can not be strong enough
What if I can not tear myself away
"Kyo? So here you are stuck. As you walk through half the Pampa to find you, rattling off every beautiful place and you sit in this stinking fish graveyard. "Sighing
sets you down by me, just look flat to the river, then over to me.
"Shinya said you were on it funny." Notice you, though I hear out the underlying message of course.
"Did he?" I try my to let anything show see again down in my book.
"But you know, all talk too much if the day is long." I feel like you bet your head on my shoulder, your hair falls forward. Black hair I always liked you best.
"What are you writing there?" You mumble softly Linster over my shoulder at the mess in kanji, you're not always able to decipher. My guess is confirmed when you pull the end curly, "I'll bet.", You begin to tighten and your eyes, "This is a song about squirrels and green lawn for me?"
I have to smile involuntarily, see from you on the book, tilt your head a little.
"Is there somewhere because for Toshiya?" I ask, then articulate to you.
"What is not, can be yet.", Your cheeky response, in which you smile wide, and I try to take the pen away. I smile back only briefly, leave you can not reach my hand.
Even if it will take ten or at only eight years to get from you go.
Nothing is left as a scar.
a scar as a reminder of the things that I would have given all. A scar for what I felt for you.
Just a reminder of my devotion to you. The always was one-sided and it will always remain.
In my devotion In my devotion
~ Fin ~
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Baggy Sweatpants With Shorts Under
thunderstorms.
Hm, yes. A Scribble! (Σ_σ) v
Somehow it got me flash of vampires and such. Have fun ~ ♥
Pairing: Kaoru x Daisuke (Dir en Grey)
Rating: fluff: 14
Warning? n_n
you sleep. Like a baby.
Gently you babble before thee, slumber at my breast and I think you would at any moment start drooling.
sweet - if you had not already 26th From a
different angle so you are considered just hot. may sound perverse that too, I mean that literally.
your bare legs are nestled in the mine, your warm breath rolls steadily on my skin and your hands glued to my side.
Ohja so unspeakably hot is it with you under that blanket. So damn hot that I think I could burn up to you as if my hands that touch you, every moment to beat bubbles. Your body on mine, like a storm front coming together hot and cold air.
What a sultry climate.
Without OB lines.
Sighing, solve, or at least try to, my hand on your bare Page, let them fall but return almost immediately. This gossip-noise reminds me inevitably of your butt.
sadistic hergrinsend front of me I drive with your fingertips on your waist and down, back to the shoulder and back. I note with delight that you begin to stir up, louder and murrst wegzuwinden the page try. But half asleep you have no chance against me.
"Kao ...", you Brummels quietly take it your first deep breaths.
"Yes?"
"Not ..."
But why should I listen to you? I step up contact, dance longer under your armpits and you to laugh, look at me sleepy. Your hair is still moist in the approach; up this time I had really so much stress?
dark underline cooing I return your fiery red hair, keep your face firmly with my hands and bow forward to kiss your nose.
"I'm tired, Kaokao." Mumble, you quietly, while rubbing your nose in my.
"I do not." Is my answer a little brash when I pull up again all on me. You groan growl softly and leaves your head like a wet sandbag on my chest. "You're never tired."
There might even be some truth to it. Nevertheless, I sigh audibly deep, trying to match up with Pieken me to see. Your response was a weary shrug, a lazy hum, what I do with a "play with me." Resigned.
hum But since you only a "play with yourself," mumble.
But what I'm up for? You are my toy!
without a fight I will not give up, jab and tickle you further with you but only show less reaction.
I still remember the first time we met.
Most of my sacrifice, my superficial objects of desire, my future toys are thrilled when they learn what I am. If I lust them Whisper in his ear that I will bite them, want to taste her precious blood and she are delivered to the poor.
God decide over life and death, her master, who had to submit.
I still remember the first time we met.
I remember exactly. To you.
"either fuck or nothing. On my neck you come to me! "
Something else we have not until now, in fact practiced, but the one all the more intense. It has a special appeal to experience yourself so that you dedicate yourself to me without you giving up.
I love your skin, to touch and to feel it as you trembling, pulsating. You heated up so fast, sweat and lose a degree of control. You stretch up with opposite gasp, sigh, and stretch his neck.
seductive So, so full of devotion.
And if you press me, naked and as eager as you think I can resist? If I can already smell your blood, as it is pumped through your veins, incessant hot and so irresistibly sweet.
How long do you want me to hold out for? What should I do?
we are now rolling around, your neck is in front of me, stretched and quivering, as you laugh, because I tickle you.
hot So, so sweet.
This fine tendon that emerges, the way features.
Only a thin layer of skin that protects you.
Only a small Bite.
"Kaokao ..." What do you say?
"Kaokao not." What does not? What is it, dear?
"Kaoru, not their neck ...!"
your skin, Ohja, your sweet scent. Only as a thin layer, a marked path.
How long do you want me to hold out for? What will I do?
your skin breaks my teeth and I was a dive, deep, could already taste your blood.
so sweet, so hot.
It ran down my throat, filling me to you, you me donating power.
"Kaoru, no!"
The shock hit me hard, you scream, enter, wehrst up and scratched my back on.
I feel you, dear, I feel your blood. Taste so good, so fulfilling.
I could not resist. More and more
runs down my throat, your pulse races excited to fight despair.
your beats are weak, dry up your emotion.
And suddenly you're lying there, motionless, pale, very cold, dear. Very cold.
I leave on your neck, my eyes soaked in blood red eyed fly up over your body.
Why are you so cold, dear? Why do not you breathe?
I will underline a strand of hair from her face, look at you expecting more. "Dai" Open your eyes. "Daisuke?" Smile at me.
"Love?" What have I done?
Have I could not stand?
What have I done?
[...]
I wake up next to you, now grown.
blood, as I usually only drink from these horrible bags, if nothing else is available, flows through a thin plastic tube into your veins.
It is your unworthy, it smells terrible, is not comparable to your sweet delicacy.
I would never free again.
I should cost no more. At any price.
narrowly, narrowly, to the silk thread you remained alive. Now you need blood, not me.
Blood, that I would drink. I need to survive.
It is void. Because I need you
much more. Need you to live for me.
What have I done?
A tired grumbling, blink, then you breathe my name. I take your hand and press it.
only slowly warms up your body, you breathe again. Gently, gently, and yet your voice is indescribably rough.
"Kaoru ... you've hurt me. "
Silently, I look at you, bow to kiss your hand to stroke it more gently.
"Forgive me."
Maybe I will anyway old. Senile. Dependents.
Maybe even cold.
in the heart.
[Fin]
Hm, yes. A Scribble! (Σ_σ) v
Somehow it got me flash of vampires and such. Have fun ~ ♥
Pairing: Kaoru x Daisuke (Dir en Grey)
Rating: fluff: 14
Warning? n_n
you sleep. Like a baby.
Gently you babble before thee, slumber at my breast and I think you would at any moment start drooling.
sweet - if you had not already 26th From a
different angle so you are considered just hot. may sound perverse that too, I mean that literally.
your bare legs are nestled in the mine, your warm breath rolls steadily on my skin and your hands glued to my side.
Ohja so unspeakably hot is it with you under that blanket. So damn hot that I think I could burn up to you as if my hands that touch you, every moment to beat bubbles. Your body on mine, like a storm front coming together hot and cold air.
What a sultry climate.
Without OB lines.
Sighing, solve, or at least try to, my hand on your bare Page, let them fall but return almost immediately. This gossip-noise reminds me inevitably of your butt.
sadistic hergrinsend front of me I drive with your fingertips on your waist and down, back to the shoulder and back. I note with delight that you begin to stir up, louder and murrst wegzuwinden the page try. But half asleep you have no chance against me.
"Kao ...", you Brummels quietly take it your first deep breaths.
"Yes?"
"Not ..."
But why should I listen to you? I step up contact, dance longer under your armpits and you to laugh, look at me sleepy. Your hair is still moist in the approach; up this time I had really so much stress?
dark underline cooing I return your fiery red hair, keep your face firmly with my hands and bow forward to kiss your nose.
"I'm tired, Kaokao." Mumble, you quietly, while rubbing your nose in my.
"I do not." Is my answer a little brash when I pull up again all on me. You groan growl softly and leaves your head like a wet sandbag on my chest. "You're never tired."
There might even be some truth to it. Nevertheless, I sigh audibly deep, trying to match up with Pieken me to see. Your response was a weary shrug, a lazy hum, what I do with a "play with me." Resigned.
hum But since you only a "play with yourself," mumble.
But what I'm up for? You are my toy!
without a fight I will not give up, jab and tickle you further with you but only show less reaction.
I still remember the first time we met.
Most of my sacrifice, my superficial objects of desire, my future toys are thrilled when they learn what I am. If I lust them Whisper in his ear that I will bite them, want to taste her precious blood and she are delivered to the poor.
God decide over life and death, her master, who had to submit.
I still remember the first time we met.
I remember exactly. To you.
"either fuck or nothing. On my neck you come to me! "
Something else we have not until now, in fact practiced, but the one all the more intense. It has a special appeal to experience yourself so that you dedicate yourself to me without you giving up.
I love your skin, to touch and to feel it as you trembling, pulsating. You heated up so fast, sweat and lose a degree of control. You stretch up with opposite gasp, sigh, and stretch his neck.
seductive So, so full of devotion.
And if you press me, naked and as eager as you think I can resist? If I can already smell your blood, as it is pumped through your veins, incessant hot and so irresistibly sweet.
How long do you want me to hold out for? What should I do?
we are now rolling around, your neck is in front of me, stretched and quivering, as you laugh, because I tickle you.
hot So, so sweet.
This fine tendon that emerges, the way features.
Only a thin layer of skin that protects you.
Only a small Bite.
"Kaokao ..." What do you say?
"Kaokao not." What does not? What is it, dear?
"Kaoru, not their neck ...!"
your skin, Ohja, your sweet scent. Only as a thin layer, a marked path.
How long do you want me to hold out for? What will I do?
your skin breaks my teeth and I was a dive, deep, could already taste your blood.
so sweet, so hot.
It ran down my throat, filling me to you, you me donating power.
"Kaoru, no!"
The shock hit me hard, you scream, enter, wehrst up and scratched my back on.
I feel you, dear, I feel your blood. Taste so good, so fulfilling.
I could not resist. More and more
runs down my throat, your pulse races excited to fight despair.
your beats are weak, dry up your emotion.
And suddenly you're lying there, motionless, pale, very cold, dear. Very cold.
I leave on your neck, my eyes soaked in blood red eyed fly up over your body.
Why are you so cold, dear? Why do not you breathe?
I will underline a strand of hair from her face, look at you expecting more. "Dai" Open your eyes. "Daisuke?" Smile at me.
"Love?" What have I done?
Have I could not stand?
What have I done?
[...]
I wake up next to you, now grown.
blood, as I usually only drink from these horrible bags, if nothing else is available, flows through a thin plastic tube into your veins.
It is your unworthy, it smells terrible, is not comparable to your sweet delicacy.
I would never free again.
I should cost no more. At any price.
narrowly, narrowly, to the silk thread you remained alive. Now you need blood, not me.
Blood, that I would drink. I need to survive.
It is void. Because I need you
much more. Need you to live for me.
What have I done?
A tired grumbling, blink, then you breathe my name. I take your hand and press it.
only slowly warms up your body, you breathe again. Gently, gently, and yet your voice is indescribably rough.
"Kaoru ... you've hurt me. "
Silently, I look at you, bow to kiss your hand to stroke it more gently.
"Forgive me."
Maybe I will anyway old. Senile. Dependents.
Maybe even cold.
in the heart.
[Fin]
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Brazillian Wax Kent Ohio
Zwergophilie.
Pair:
main: Ruka x Yomi & Kyo x Yomi
side: Kao x Dai, Kyo x Toshiya
word: Restraints
Author: Dini
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, except the idea.
Raiting: P 12
slash A / N: Although Ruka x Yomi and Kyo x Toto are really sexy, I will never quite wolh Kyo x can separate Yomi. Long live the Dwarfs. * ♥ * pacifiers
There are people who do nothing all day but think about problems of life, society and love to bring those very thoughts on paper. And later
at some point these people are then in front of the microphone and the throat scream from the throat, as it would go to the death.
One of the people is Yomi. 1.56 meters has a smaller dwarf, quite apart from its obligations as a vocal just turned my head. And
on the size of 1.82, he must eventually come first!
Not but that he would have done so consciously, no, Yomi is on this point at least, completely innocent. And just to emphasize it: If it is a rarity!
is Now the reader will wonder, however, as I stand by it. Well, my opinion was until a few months and the same: leave it at that.
I'm a real man and self-sufficient if I would have liked more attention from Yomi, I had thought, not to get it. With "Big Boobs" I can finally not able to serve.
So I was just too right for the tot may from time to enjoy on my lap during interviews or him but backstage, pure friendship goes anzugrabbeln located.
Really, it could go on forever so that there is the little word "if" not.
Lovingly I call my "if-factor" poison dwarf, because otherwise he is not. It is beastly, unfriendly, turned off, drooling, bleeding, rumspuckend, shouting and screaming and above all: Old!
Smooth eight inches than me! And he still enjoys a privilege which I will probably never come good.
That's right, I'm talking here of Kyo from Dir en gray handle, the handle on top of all my Yomi-naked - and it may ultimately lead to his hotel room for him there to show the rest of its body fluids.
fool And I had always believed to date Yomi was hetero. Fool, idiot, idiot.
true Honestly, when Kyo was a mistake but ruled out, right?
One could not assume that there rested big breasts or other caves, right?
Please make a collapse here now my world before.
Not only do I now had to completely give up Yomi in terms of a relationship, he was also friendly and ... different.
Anfummeln No more, no sitting on your lap, no more ambiguous remarks, not even a hug had one more left for me.
I only had Ruka. The drummer of the band. And nothing else.
Incredibly unfair if you ask me, and depressing to boot.
known, but I'm not a child of sadness or I'm not singing as howling and-Sniff-kyo and have my pain of the soul.
I did care when I got drunk several times with Ni ~ ya and we babbled to each other fully.
(Incidentally, . Very amusing as "cruel" Sakito but his was)
But when were the nights of gloom has subsided and I my skull finally made it no longer provide me one was aware of the relationship between Kyo and Yomi:
you do not love each other.
It actually only had opportunities to use both their stress on sexual level to build. Maybe that was something only understood vocals, maybe just something clear for dwarfs, as the two, but it was one with me.
Yomi was not happy.
Shinya, with which I am after some time, but knew well, showed me the reason why. Kyo built just that from what he dammed elsewhere. And be "elsewhere," said Toshiya and Kyo seemed at least as uninterested in how Yomi me.
But I would not be called Ruka, I would not be able to use these circumstances for me.
I would have to bring together only Kyo and Toshiya and already stands Yomi free for me and I could hug him again and love them as before. What
foolproof for a plan. I had to admit, I was a genius.
The next best opportunity I seized at once and even if it sounded unusual for me, the war was finally any means-I animated both bands to play spin the bottle. Since each
advantage of it to pull saw emulated, all with my plan and even seemed to be working soon.
I first eliminated and Kaoru Daisuke, the tightly wrapped after the first three minutes, kissing and rumkugelnd adopted.
Hitsugi and Shinya were eliminated soon as they were engrossed in an issue about the right of Chiwawas bathe and when at last the bottle pointed to Toshiya, I came to the train.
"tongue kiss with Kyo." Was the motto, Toto acceptance swallowing. I did not care what he thought when Kyo is, but now finding favor in this game approached.
I was Yomi reaction that turned out thankfully slightly more important. He seemed hardly affected that Kyo and Toshiya Still Having two minutes and did so then grabbed the bottle and Ni ~ ya.
But I, still staring at it employs Yomi, did not notice that she stopped at me and asked me if Ni ~ ya fact or truth.
"action." I answered promptly, without further thought or Ni ~ ya's grin notice.
"You stay from now till tomorrow tied around the same time to Yomi."
OK, listen Ruka, would be good.
... What had he said?
Bound? On Yomi? All day?
I looked dumb with me, looked at him and Ni ~ ya just grinned wider.
Hat "shackles with someone? Or handcuffs or something? " he shouted into the room, with Dais jumped hand in the air and he tried to come giggle-free at Kaoru.
Somehow playing it all round me in a trance from time My eyes traveled slowly towards Yomi that giggle, and slid to me.
I was dreaming, right? Or?
No, it is felt the cold steel on my wrist to be real, but I felt very close to me Yomi goddamn and, grinning all the way? 'For the rest, the only really open with key, so much fun. "
, Dai grinned at me and put the key in provoking his pants pocket.
OK Ruka, slowly, to mitmeißeln. You are for that night and until tomorrow evening at Yomi tied up, you'll probably have to move to sleep in a bed with him, is only another and as you know he is safe Yomi freezing at night.
I saw my brain dirty grin.
"And how far we want to play now?" I asked, finished my inner monologue, the other two. Ni ~ ya seemed to play with something else to understand than me and he pulled Sakito unceremoniously into his arms.
"You are destined tired, no?" He asked, not to be understood as an allusion. The top three nodded the cruel Sakito in his arms and was very sleepy immediately pressed a kiss on the cheek.
When I was a man of many words have never, I just got up and went to our Yomi Bound wrist up as well. The adoption I saved me, because I do not destroy, and Kaoru Daisuke who giggled firmly welded together about things that only the two knew interfere, nor the new-found happiness of Kyo and Toshiya wanted.
Shinya and Hitsugi were gone anyway and Ni ~ ya would look with Sakito soon run away.
reason enough to toy with my Bound to disappear into the room. Mine, of course, the oversized I ordered not take yes.
OK ... So as we settle this now? "I wanted to ask me as Yomi However, already on the bed moved.
"I'm sleeping for instant." He snuggled into the pillow, "It's your bed is huge."
I slipped a bit to him and rested with my free arm, looked at him. Yomi had already closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
"Ruka? You draw me out? I'm too lazy ...", he muttered softly and did not thank God my face for sheer grin took strange forms.
I? Yomi move out?
Had God loved me this special?
I did not say yes to me twice and I freed Yomi, if somewhat cumbersome, only the shoes and socks, walked higher and finally buttoned his shirt on.
"How far?" I muttered softly, stroking, quite by accident, on the now bare chest. Yomi smiled, sighed, stretched slightly.
"How about everything?" I had to smile
refused to tell me something about him and inhaled his scent deeply, fumbled with his free hand around the zipper of his jeans.
"You should not say such things. You know that I take seriously. "Grinned slightly and I kissed his cheek. Yomi then struck on his eyes and looked at me, smiling softly purred and stretched out to me.
"And you know that I'm quite serious." Cooed He approvingly, threw an arm around my neck and breathed against me. "Ni ~ ya me because what Twittering" He was dead So what of "And then I always thought I was a little idiot. But you blow me, as always, by far. "He smiled, then gave me a kiss.
Ha!
Haha!
I did not have to be beastly, unfriendly, turned off, drooling, bleeding, rumspuckend, screaming or yelling.
or very small! I could also touch
Yomi so naked and make it clear that clever, long Drummer fingers are far more practical than a beautiful singing voice.
Pair:
main: Ruka x Yomi & Kyo x Yomi
side: Kao x Dai, Kyo x Toshiya
word: Restraints
Author: Dini
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, except the idea.
Raiting: P 12
slash A / N: Although Ruka x Yomi and Kyo x Toto are really sexy, I will never quite wolh Kyo x can separate Yomi. Long live the Dwarfs. * ♥ * pacifiers
There are people who do nothing all day but think about problems of life, society and love to bring those very thoughts on paper. And later
at some point these people are then in front of the microphone and the throat scream from the throat, as it would go to the death.
One of the people is Yomi. 1.56 meters has a smaller dwarf, quite apart from its obligations as a vocal just turned my head. And
on the size of 1.82, he must eventually come first!
Not but that he would have done so consciously, no, Yomi is on this point at least, completely innocent. And just to emphasize it: If it is a rarity!
is Now the reader will wonder, however, as I stand by it. Well, my opinion was until a few months and the same: leave it at that.
I'm a real man and self-sufficient if I would have liked more attention from Yomi, I had thought, not to get it. With "Big Boobs" I can finally not able to serve.
So I was just too right for the tot may from time to enjoy on my lap during interviews or him but backstage, pure friendship goes anzugrabbeln located.
Really, it could go on forever so that there is the little word "if" not.
Lovingly I call my "if-factor" poison dwarf, because otherwise he is not. It is beastly, unfriendly, turned off, drooling, bleeding, rumspuckend, shouting and screaming and above all: Old!
Smooth eight inches than me! And he still enjoys a privilege which I will probably never come good.
That's right, I'm talking here of Kyo from Dir en gray handle, the handle on top of all my Yomi-naked - and it may ultimately lead to his hotel room for him there to show the rest of its body fluids.
fool And I had always believed to date Yomi was hetero. Fool, idiot, idiot.
true Honestly, when Kyo was a mistake but ruled out, right?
One could not assume that there rested big breasts or other caves, right?
Please make a collapse here now my world before.
Not only do I now had to completely give up Yomi in terms of a relationship, he was also friendly and ... different.
Anfummeln No more, no sitting on your lap, no more ambiguous remarks, not even a hug had one more left for me.
I only had Ruka. The drummer of the band. And nothing else.
Incredibly unfair if you ask me, and depressing to boot.
known, but I'm not a child of sadness or I'm not singing as howling and-Sniff-kyo and have my pain of the soul.
I did care when I got drunk several times with Ni ~ ya and we babbled to each other fully.
(Incidentally, . Very amusing as "cruel" Sakito but his was)
But when were the nights of gloom has subsided and I my skull finally made it no longer provide me one was aware of the relationship between Kyo and Yomi:
you do not love each other.
It actually only had opportunities to use both their stress on sexual level to build. Maybe that was something only understood vocals, maybe just something clear for dwarfs, as the two, but it was one with me.
Yomi was not happy.
Shinya, with which I am after some time, but knew well, showed me the reason why. Kyo built just that from what he dammed elsewhere. And be "elsewhere," said Toshiya and Kyo seemed at least as uninterested in how Yomi me.
But I would not be called Ruka, I would not be able to use these circumstances for me.
I would have to bring together only Kyo and Toshiya and already stands Yomi free for me and I could hug him again and love them as before. What
foolproof for a plan. I had to admit, I was a genius.
The next best opportunity I seized at once and even if it sounded unusual for me, the war was finally any means-I animated both bands to play spin the bottle. Since each
advantage of it to pull saw emulated, all with my plan and even seemed to be working soon.
I first eliminated and Kaoru Daisuke, the tightly wrapped after the first three minutes, kissing and rumkugelnd adopted.
Hitsugi and Shinya were eliminated soon as they were engrossed in an issue about the right of Chiwawas bathe and when at last the bottle pointed to Toshiya, I came to the train.
"tongue kiss with Kyo." Was the motto, Toto acceptance swallowing. I did not care what he thought when Kyo is, but now finding favor in this game approached.
I was Yomi reaction that turned out thankfully slightly more important. He seemed hardly affected that Kyo and Toshiya Still Having two minutes and did so then grabbed the bottle and Ni ~ ya.
But I, still staring at it employs Yomi, did not notice that she stopped at me and asked me if Ni ~ ya fact or truth.
"action." I answered promptly, without further thought or Ni ~ ya's grin notice.
"You stay from now till tomorrow tied around the same time to Yomi."
OK, listen Ruka, would be good.
... What had he said?
Bound? On Yomi? All day?
I looked dumb with me, looked at him and Ni ~ ya just grinned wider.
Hat "shackles with someone? Or handcuffs or something? " he shouted into the room, with Dais jumped hand in the air and he tried to come giggle-free at Kaoru.
Somehow playing it all round me in a trance from time My eyes traveled slowly towards Yomi that giggle, and slid to me.
I was dreaming, right? Or?
No, it is felt the cold steel on my wrist to be real, but I felt very close to me Yomi goddamn and, grinning all the way? 'For the rest, the only really open with key, so much fun. "
, Dai grinned at me and put the key in provoking his pants pocket.
OK Ruka, slowly, to mitmeißeln. You are for that night and until tomorrow evening at Yomi tied up, you'll probably have to move to sleep in a bed with him, is only another and as you know he is safe Yomi freezing at night.
I saw my brain dirty grin.
"And how far we want to play now?" I asked, finished my inner monologue, the other two. Ni ~ ya seemed to play with something else to understand than me and he pulled Sakito unceremoniously into his arms.
"You are destined tired, no?" He asked, not to be understood as an allusion. The top three nodded the cruel Sakito in his arms and was very sleepy immediately pressed a kiss on the cheek.
When I was a man of many words have never, I just got up and went to our Yomi Bound wrist up as well. The adoption I saved me, because I do not destroy, and Kaoru Daisuke who giggled firmly welded together about things that only the two knew interfere, nor the new-found happiness of Kyo and Toshiya wanted.
Shinya and Hitsugi were gone anyway and Ni ~ ya would look with Sakito soon run away.
reason enough to toy with my Bound to disappear into the room. Mine, of course, the oversized I ordered not take yes.
OK ... So as we settle this now? "I wanted to ask me as Yomi However, already on the bed moved.
"I'm sleeping for instant." He snuggled into the pillow, "It's your bed is huge."
I slipped a bit to him and rested with my free arm, looked at him. Yomi had already closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
"Ruka? You draw me out? I'm too lazy ...", he muttered softly and did not thank God my face for sheer grin took strange forms.
I? Yomi move out?
Had God loved me this special?
I did not say yes to me twice and I freed Yomi, if somewhat cumbersome, only the shoes and socks, walked higher and finally buttoned his shirt on.
"How far?" I muttered softly, stroking, quite by accident, on the now bare chest. Yomi smiled, sighed, stretched slightly.
"How about everything?" I had to smile
refused to tell me something about him and inhaled his scent deeply, fumbled with his free hand around the zipper of his jeans.
"You should not say such things. You know that I take seriously. "Grinned slightly and I kissed his cheek. Yomi then struck on his eyes and looked at me, smiling softly purred and stretched out to me.
"And you know that I'm quite serious." Cooed He approvingly, threw an arm around my neck and breathed against me. "Ni ~ ya me because what Twittering" He was dead So what of "And then I always thought I was a little idiot. But you blow me, as always, by far. "He smiled, then gave me a kiss.
Ha!
Haha!
I did not have to be beastly, unfriendly, turned off, drooling, bleeding, rumspuckend, screaming or yelling.
or very small! I could also touch
Yomi so naked and make it clear that clever, long Drummer fingers are far more practical than a beautiful singing voice.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Tear Of The Colon During A Colonoscopy Infection
CD Cover x)
Stolen from Blue . ♥
Follow these easy steps!
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4. Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post the result as a comment in this post. Also, pass it along in your own journal because it's more amusing that way.
Stolen from Blue . ♥
Follow these easy steps!
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4. Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post the result as a comment in this post. Also, pass it along in your own journal because it's more amusing that way.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Personalized Baby Shower Chapsticks
Pair: J x Sugizo / J x Inoran
word: melody
Author: Dini
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, except the idea of the lyrics, either. % D
Raiting: P 6
slash A / N: ... mouh. I agree with J, I do not like, but I had this damn song a catchy tune and added together and then turned to this brief challenge. Do not beat me. (; O; ")
Two hearts are beating together
I'm in love, woo!
I'm in love, woo!
"Sugizo. Mach the crap out! "
Is this forever and ever?
I'm in love, woo!
I'm in love, woo!
"Sugi! Do not you hear? I hate the song. Do it! "
Two hearts are beating together
I'm in love, woo!
I'm in love, woo!
"Argh! Sugi "
rum. My dance and singing liner was stopped as a slightly angry-looking three J stumbled into the kitchen and I shot down with an orange.
"Hey, you idiot." I muttered wall and around me, but J went past me and just turned off the radio.
"What you have to Kylie? "I asked indignantly, even though there was more to the fact that I'm here dancing and singing and of course it is not affected in the bud.
"Her voice is unbearable." Muttered the dark-haired man only, and picked up the orange, peeled it immediately, "Because you want once Strull at rest and then whines because some cat in front of it." He shook his head, put the Orange peel away and pouted, "You were always a funny taste." he muttered.
"My taste is legendary." I replied flatly and more just a splash of orange, as the J bit off.
He laughed softly, chewing and grinned at me. "but I also"
. your taste is, you rip your shirt from his body and to grin "
J nodded. "My point exactly, legendary."
Without a word I shook my head, the nose wrinkled a bit more and took the orange peeler, before I carried it in the trash.
"Hey, be not now but snapped J ...", muttered as he rumkaute on the next piece of orange.
I crossed then only provocative arms, stared at him.
"Sugi ... ~"
Starr.
"Sugizo, not yet."
Starr rigid.
He sighed heavily, took a Step up to me and handed me the rest of the orange between his lips.
Hold, do not eat. "He muttered, before an arm around my back and my leg and threw me, whoosh, hoisted on his arms.
blinking light irritates me about these broadly grinning guy who carried me from the kitchen and groped his way through the living room. I was mumbling a protest, but he just nodded his orange.
"Do not drop."
I muttered, let me then bravely take to the bedroom and landed on the bed groaning, J hopped after me and took the orange.
I looked at him silently, his lips pursed.
"You are stupid." I murmured softly and I turned to the side, growled forth in front of me and took a doll in a very offended. J plowed his Orange farther apart, put a piece of my bare shoulder and drew them with the lips of my skin.
"I know ...", he smiled gently, put a piece in my neck flexion," why do you love me yet, Sugilein. "And he snatched the orange, sucked tight to my neck and wrapped his strong arms around me .
I wegwinden wanted me, but, all my resistance in a groaning under, more than J rumnuckelte on my neck.
"I love you but not ...", I sighed with the last bit of control, what I had, as the dark-haired man again had his hands in places where they had nothing else to look.
"too, I know." He muttered and turned to him, unbuttoned my pants, "Does not matter anyway."
And then his head disappeared between my legs.
It does not matter, he says.
But it does, because it hurts, no matter how I twist and turn.
I know that it is just a game for him, because he him not get what he wants, what he needs.
But he gets it from me, without consideration, without coercion, without necessity.
Just because I just need you.
Strange, no? Strange, especially since it hurts me to do it with him, even though it's just sex without feeling.
it?
It may be that developed what? Perhaps it has always been there?
Maybe.
"Two hearts are beating together. I'm in love, woo! I'm in love, woo! "
I blinked out from under my pillow and looked at J, the hersummte going on and with the bare foot rocked, peering at the ceiling.
"I thought you hate Kylie." I sighed and pushed the pillow aside, slid closer and laid his head off next to his.
"Tu me too. But the text is not so. "He nodded. I closed my eyes
grumbling.
"The do you like that? "
J laughed softly, I noticed how he looked at me and then gently ran over my cheek.
"Not really, Lower Austrian"
I blinked again, noticed that my face was close Js.
"Why not?" I asked softly and nudged his nose with his own. He grinned and nudged back.
"Well it is nonsense. You love someone but not just because the heart beat the same. "
I closed my eyes again, breathing out gently.
"Why?" I replied after a brief, silent pause.
J did not need to think long, he nudged back on my nose.
"Well, our hearts also suggest the same when we have sex, but that's why I do not love you. Ino and I, for example, we have the same tune, that's something else again. "
I'm deep in the dark of you
" J ", I murmured softly, then proposed the eyes again.
He looked at me, her head tilted slightly and muttered a "Yes"
It feels like I never saw the sun
. "Go now your home"
Soon gave me the dark-haired man at a loss on, before he turned the ceiling and silently left the room.
Should I shout for the rescue?
Is this forever and ever?
I'm in love, woo!
Song: Kylie Minogue ©
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Fire Extinguisher And Hood Certificaiton
Challenge # 3 Challenge # 2 Challenge
Pair: Toshiya x Daisuke
word: weakness
Author: Dini
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, except the idea.
Raiting: P12 slash
"Toshiya, you miserable little shit fag! Take your fucking pen from my ass! "
Welcome to a completely normal day of my life, with the same people forever, and the same old story.
But not that you think it would be boring, because who can say of boredom To speak when the hair color is indistinguishable from his face of your favorite? It runs parallel snorting and stomping behind you and the worst insults to the head, throws that can be found in the dictionary?
As you see, I have a lot of fun in my life completely normal.
But we start from scratch. squeak
No, not with my baby album that brings pictures of it so beautiful woman half a world. Why? Well, I'm rock star.
Or at least I flatter myself that also enjoy.
bass player in the successful band "Dir En Grey. Sounds good, right? Finally, the bass player's reputation gone, the pumping to worst (The span between them is really small) to be a band.
In my case, one could relate the horny and equally bad for me.
Geil I am, this is beyond question, God has just but his favorite children and just because I am that it is bad for many other people.
As our favorite guitarist Daidai proves to me every day anew.
Said namely redhead has a huge problem. Really, it's awful! And I, the neatness in person, of course try to help by looking at him again and again to confront him and try to force to deal with his weakness.
Because it is a weakness that is not a question!
What are you going to know? Well is not that obvious?
I'm his weakness. (Shinya, ink, please, thank you.)
Our dear Daisuke will in fact absolutely do not admit that his whole body is mad at me. Is he, really!
His problem is the mere fact cling to the same-act of love to open his heart to a man and feel the new intense kind of love to do.
jammed How could a single man as his only?
But as mentioned, I did my utmost to convince her of the opposite, and it even, in all my generosity in this issue introduce to touch it and finally, to seduce.
My beautiful white bed, he was always open!
And he slammed the door in front of loveless!
Oh, Daidaihäschen, why do you torture yourself up only so much?
He had but just admit that he stood out when I touched him once on his pretty ass, he firmly embraced and cuddled, kissed it its beautiful, slim neck and my fingers slipped inconspicuously under his T-shirt.
But nothing, nada, niente, not a small response I got! Only angry insults, things nachgeworfen, blows and kicks.
Yes, it was not just a sweet, cute Toto and the evil to be hinwegzuhelfen Daidaischnucki a life crisis. Since
fell off already and their own interests aside, looked like that!
I just fell, however, only open my shoelaces and measured the hallway with my whole body use. For more than a 1.78 he was!
After this most interesting scientific study, I was distracted by two of my research object: Dai. That drew me
namely around the neck and sat down abruptly on my belly for me to tie the corridor floor.
Honestly, I would not mind this pose, when Dai and I were naked and he just sit a little further back would
~
"Glotz not as silly, Toto, otherwise sabberst du" growled at me and turned the redhead so my view of his angry face.
Now who is so because the same reaction?
"Why the hell are you going lately to me constantly on the ass? You had otherwise always other perverted fags who jumped with you in the chest. Are you now so desperate that you have to try it at your own band or something? "Snorted the applied Daidai and shook me lightly on the collar.
I quite Gentlemen, put my hands on his to keep him quiet.
"Dai, I just know that you're gay and I think this provides nevertheless to. You and me. In a band. After the samples quickly look at the Toi ... "
" I'm not gay "
How often had I heard this phrase yet?
"Yes, you are! And you stand on me, look at your weakness finally, Daidai."
But instead of giving me now finally thank crying and fell on his neck and right here we would have dirty sex on the floor, shook he only stronger by the collar.
"Dream on! I am neither gay, nor do I want your love, nor do I have any weakness. Got it? "He snorted and twisted his mouth angrily.
But what should I understand that? I knew better! I was Toshiya! Toshiya is the same as God! I just knew something
!
worked, but my mouth does not go as fast as my brain and I could only watch dumbfounded as my Lieblingskupferdächlein was dragged from our evil Leader-Sama up, has been whispered that he was not here with cops and robbers me to play and he should finally swing his ass towards the rehearsal room, so that Kyo could vote with him the piece.
I would like to thank Kaoru almost so. This time he had me really well taken care of before the red firebug.
soon as I stood, I was whistling along small Kaoru: "Toshiya, tell me you do not realize what is going on? Do you really have so little noticing sensitivity to that of Dai simply nothing you want? "
My" Will it still! "just went over our Leader.
"Toshiya, talk at length with him and believe him simply that what he says and leave it to get any stupid actions in the near future. Got it? Toshiya, the band is tuned here, in case you have not noticed, that your sex addiction masturbate somewhere else. "
Nobody understood me, and I understood all wrong?
Dai but I wanted to do something good, I had never had someone in mind to harm.
I was too excited? I had been too cocky? I had so really hurt someone?
After the samples I took me alone to talk to Daisuke reasonable.
It was a strange idea that had me out there Kaoru in mind. Really, strange and somehow offensive.
injury that I had perhaps been wrong and Dai had just really annoyed.
I waited extra long stored away with the tools to catch the redhead can still associate me with him into the kitchen and make contact with him.
Dai was standing at the espresso machine and watched the hot brew, which went through in his cup.
"I'm really sorry, Dai, if it has you so disturbed and I've only bothered." I began the conversation without unnecessary Vorerklärungen. It was always clear what it was.
"How do you come out at once?" He said without enthusiasm and only briefly looked at me over his shoulder.
I sighed softly and straightened a few strands. "Listen, Dai, I just leave it now OK? Forget the whole thing and ... good is it, yes? "
But I got no answer, only a skeptical eye on his part, but the suspect admitted that he did not take me for full.
"I'm serious, Daidai! I let the now complete! "Said
This time he added to his eyes a faint smile.
"So, you want this now absolutely come out, yes? This is your full seriousness, yes? No fumbling, no kisses, no comment, yes, Toshiya? "
I nodded in doubt, but rather that he now accepted he laughed out loud and wriggled away from the machine and came to me.
"And what if I do that?" He asked quietly, almost cooing as he leaned down to me and gave me a sweet little Daidaiküsschen on the lips.
GLOTZ!
And as I leave my place again by Kaoru idea in your head!
marriage, I knew it had seized him Dai, cleared the entire table decoration of the plate and instead Daisuke pressed down on it, put me together with my weight on his pelvis and forced him to other, more intimate kiss.
"Toto," he whimpers in terror, pressed against my shoulders, but I intensified the kiss even more, until he made no more resistance. Sighing, I threw
both hands under his back, pushed up the shirt and started it with my kisses to all the tricks to seduce.
but I knew it!
Pair: Toshiya x Daisuke
word: weakness
Author: Dini
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, except the idea.
Raiting: P12 slash
"Toshiya, you miserable little shit fag! Take your fucking pen from my ass! "
Welcome to a completely normal day of my life, with the same people forever, and the same old story.
But not that you think it would be boring, because who can say of boredom To speak when the hair color is indistinguishable from his face of your favorite? It runs parallel snorting and stomping behind you and the worst insults to the head, throws that can be found in the dictionary?
As you see, I have a lot of fun in my life completely normal.
But we start from scratch. squeak
No, not with my baby album that brings pictures of it so beautiful woman half a world. Why? Well, I'm rock star.
Or at least I flatter myself that also enjoy.
bass player in the successful band "Dir En Grey. Sounds good, right? Finally, the bass player's reputation gone, the pumping to worst (The span between them is really small) to be a band.
In my case, one could relate the horny and equally bad for me.
Geil I am, this is beyond question, God has just but his favorite children and just because I am that it is bad for many other people.
As our favorite guitarist Daidai proves to me every day anew.
Said namely redhead has a huge problem. Really, it's awful! And I, the neatness in person, of course try to help by looking at him again and again to confront him and try to force to deal with his weakness.
Because it is a weakness that is not a question!
What are you going to know? Well is not that obvious?
I'm his weakness. (Shinya, ink, please, thank you.)
Our dear Daisuke will in fact absolutely do not admit that his whole body is mad at me. Is he, really!
His problem is the mere fact cling to the same-act of love to open his heart to a man and feel the new intense kind of love to do.
jammed How could a single man as his only?
But as mentioned, I did my utmost to convince her of the opposite, and it even, in all my generosity in this issue introduce to touch it and finally, to seduce.
My beautiful white bed, he was always open!
And he slammed the door in front of loveless!
Oh, Daidaihäschen, why do you torture yourself up only so much?
He had but just admit that he stood out when I touched him once on his pretty ass, he firmly embraced and cuddled, kissed it its beautiful, slim neck and my fingers slipped inconspicuously under his T-shirt.
But nothing, nada, niente, not a small response I got! Only angry insults, things nachgeworfen, blows and kicks.
Yes, it was not just a sweet, cute Toto and the evil to be hinwegzuhelfen Daidaischnucki a life crisis. Since
fell off already and their own interests aside, looked like that!
I just fell, however, only open my shoelaces and measured the hallway with my whole body use. For more than a 1.78 he was!
After this most interesting scientific study, I was distracted by two of my research object: Dai. That drew me
namely around the neck and sat down abruptly on my belly for me to tie the corridor floor.
Honestly, I would not mind this pose, when Dai and I were naked and he just sit a little further back would
~
"Glotz not as silly, Toto, otherwise sabberst du" growled at me and turned the redhead so my view of his angry face.
Now who is so because the same reaction?
"Why the hell are you going lately to me constantly on the ass? You had otherwise always other perverted fags who jumped with you in the chest. Are you now so desperate that you have to try it at your own band or something? "Snorted the applied Daidai and shook me lightly on the collar.
I quite Gentlemen, put my hands on his to keep him quiet.
"Dai, I just know that you're gay and I think this provides nevertheless to. You and me. In a band. After the samples quickly look at the Toi ... "
" I'm not gay "
How often had I heard this phrase yet?
"Yes, you are! And you stand on me, look at your weakness finally, Daidai."
But instead of giving me now finally thank crying and fell on his neck and right here we would have dirty sex on the floor, shook he only stronger by the collar.
"Dream on! I am neither gay, nor do I want your love, nor do I have any weakness. Got it? "He snorted and twisted his mouth angrily.
But what should I understand that? I knew better! I was Toshiya! Toshiya is the same as God! I just knew something
!
worked, but my mouth does not go as fast as my brain and I could only watch dumbfounded as my Lieblingskupferdächlein was dragged from our evil Leader-Sama up, has been whispered that he was not here with cops and robbers me to play and he should finally swing his ass towards the rehearsal room, so that Kyo could vote with him the piece.
I would like to thank Kaoru almost so. This time he had me really well taken care of before the red firebug.
soon as I stood, I was whistling along small Kaoru: "Toshiya, tell me you do not realize what is going on? Do you really have so little noticing sensitivity to that of Dai simply nothing you want? "
My" Will it still! "just went over our Leader.
"Toshiya, talk at length with him and believe him simply that what he says and leave it to get any stupid actions in the near future. Got it? Toshiya, the band is tuned here, in case you have not noticed, that your sex addiction masturbate somewhere else. "
Nobody understood me, and I understood all wrong?
Dai but I wanted to do something good, I had never had someone in mind to harm.
I was too excited? I had been too cocky? I had so really hurt someone?
After the samples I took me alone to talk to Daisuke reasonable.
It was a strange idea that had me out there Kaoru in mind. Really, strange and somehow offensive.
injury that I had perhaps been wrong and Dai had just really annoyed.
I waited extra long stored away with the tools to catch the redhead can still associate me with him into the kitchen and make contact with him.
Dai was standing at the espresso machine and watched the hot brew, which went through in his cup.
"I'm really sorry, Dai, if it has you so disturbed and I've only bothered." I began the conversation without unnecessary Vorerklärungen. It was always clear what it was.
"How do you come out at once?" He said without enthusiasm and only briefly looked at me over his shoulder.
I sighed softly and straightened a few strands. "Listen, Dai, I just leave it now OK? Forget the whole thing and ... good is it, yes? "
But I got no answer, only a skeptical eye on his part, but the suspect admitted that he did not take me for full.
"I'm serious, Daidai! I let the now complete! "Said
This time he added to his eyes a faint smile.
"So, you want this now absolutely come out, yes? This is your full seriousness, yes? No fumbling, no kisses, no comment, yes, Toshiya? "
I nodded in doubt, but rather that he now accepted he laughed out loud and wriggled away from the machine and came to me.
"And what if I do that?" He asked quietly, almost cooing as he leaned down to me and gave me a sweet little Daidaiküsschen on the lips.
GLOTZ!
And as I leave my place again by Kaoru idea in your head!
marriage, I knew it had seized him Dai, cleared the entire table decoration of the plate and instead Daisuke pressed down on it, put me together with my weight on his pelvis and forced him to other, more intimate kiss.
"Toto," he whimpers in terror, pressed against my shoulders, but I intensified the kiss even more, until he made no more resistance. Sighing, I threw
both hands under his back, pushed up the shirt and started it with my kisses to all the tricks to seduce.
but I knew it!
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Maitland Pocket Bikes
time again what to read me. (● ^ o ^ ●)
The characters do not belong to me and of course I earn no money. Klierchen?
Enjoy while reading. (⌒ _ ⌒)
Pair: Mai (Kra) x Takeru (SuG)
word of the Challenge: Speed
Any student who has the big wide world a school subject that he is not up to the death can not stand.
In my case, the sport.
Not because I'm fat and inflexible, it is rather the time before, after and ... somehow in between with given rise also, given the embarrassing situations.
Can you follow me?
I mean simply what my classmates when I already while I'm taking off the shirt. "I would not be surprised if Takeru times had a bra underneath," she joke and that only because I was contrary to her homophobic, narrow-minded notions of a model husband. Can I do something that Mother Nature is not just blessed me with muscles? My life with a soft, feminine face makes for hell? I just do not hairy abdomen, legs or no woolly hair on my ass have? Can I do something that I just look better with blond hair, as these ordinary average-male Homo Sapiens with black fluff?
Can I?
I say: no.
But my opinion will always listen to no one, except this gaggernden, squeaky, hug me ever-ending chickens. Yes, I speak of the girls in my class that my looks are indeed "great," but it certainly exaggerate and look at me as one of their peers.
Am I not, I will not. Thank you.
But when this skirmish and the blasphemous estates of the lodgers were not enough, while physical education is the kindly on, not of my classmates, who have quite used to me in shorts and tight T-shirt, but of these primates, who complain Oberstüfler. Once we
on days like today, for example, into the fresh air, go to the beautiful warm sun opens up a powerful shadow, a wall of sweaty make, disgusting-smelling, tree-like guys who dare to different ready.
And who are their victims?
Small, light, blond guys like me.
Thank fate, I love you too.
soon that they have cast their stupid comments, they come to blows. The worst thing I had to take it, was once a black eye, a torn top and a bloody lip.
Otherwise they are quite peaceful.
Today, however, as they rumschubsten me in her cycle came, something like a flipping idiot standing on the idea of "games we make Takeru naked and tied to a tree!".
Ohja, God, I'm angry. Punish me.
And they dragged me back to the poor, ignored, I went around and rumbrüllte, they should tell me "let go gottverflucht!" It was so something from them no matter how I felt.
far and wide, no teacher in sight, no supervisor, would not, today I did not get away so lightly well. But just as I had lost all hope of such a dark, yet powerful voice penetrated my ears and said nothing more than: "You behämmerten idiot, let him go now, or what it is!"
Melodic, right?
winking I looked up as the ranks of my tormentors slowly thinned and my angel-to-be showed up.
... What the hell did he doing here?
For I knew him, Ohja, better than I liked because that was probably the most popular, hottest guy from our school: May, senior spokesman, spokesperson, power holders and heartthrob. He was tall, muscular, everyone was ready in Kendo and has been the only one who had requested a normal conversation with me.
One must say, from about did not come, because after I'm through wit the boys and encouragement of the girls, become class president and had seen him on some meetings and to know him.
Not that you could have something deeper, for scarcely two minutes that you talk with him alone, get the girls, like moths to light, and to transfer him.
a Splash Takeru ~!
But he just stood up for me?
Back to reality, I only saw it as something with one of the guys cleared, then grabbed me by the neck and wegzerrte of the puzzled-looking high school students.
There was no time for explanation, because when I wanted to even begin to say something, was our teacher turned up and called us all to him. Why is this idiot
appeared not to when you needed him and came after it was inappropriate? May
naturally understood the hint, hint, let me go so back to my fate delivered. Ade, nice hero! Maybe I would have
time later to thank me?
Had ... I do not.
After changing the upper level and types came after only the next terror: Lessons in! The
now appeared that we should pass through an obstacle course.
Yummy yummy, rumrobben in the mud, hit the bloody knee sprain and will probably have a hand.
Ohja, Takeru, sports was great.
Why could not we, like the girls wandering around with balls, swing bands to music or playing volleyball?
No, instead there was a lesson which you had to exist at this stupid and this course typical, stupid statement in my teacher: "It does not matter your speed, but the fact that your goal achieved,"
Yes, great, I knew already that I would be the last, the showers will probably cold and my clothes would be scattered in the locker room.
I hate sports!
Groaning, with attached elbow, muddy knees, aching belly and hair wet with sweat, I drag myself to the shower. As
Last, who would have guessed it?
But a good thing it had at least: I had the lukewarm shower for me alone, I had no stupid jokes about existing and fewer large existing masculinities could be relaxed and listen to trickle down, eyes closed, the water on me.
And home I would make a great mountain eat chocolate, Ohja! At least I do not pay attention to fat hips!
And yet, I banged my fist against the wet tiles and sobbed quietly. My whole body was shaking and I accidentally bit my aching lower lip.
I hate sports and I hate my life.
"I hate ...", I mumbled quietly ahead of me and pressed his forehead against the flow," I hate it. "
One moment it was very quiet around me and I shivered.
Why was from the shower?
I looked up and saw then a hand on the shower faucet, swallowed hard and twisted around. Quiet auffiepend I pressed myself against the flow, as I notice that May was in front of me, as naked as I, but with towel around his hips.
"No, no ...", he murmured softly, as he saw that I wanted wegwinden me.
He put a fluffy towel on his head and ran down, then put his arms around me and pulled me close to him.
remained completely stunned me so, saw a trembling lower lip to the shoulder in front of me.
"If you want to know, Takeru, I like you as you are." He whispered softly in my ear and hugged me back tightly.
I did not but a shudder came over me, a wave of emotion and so pressed into my face, sobbing at him, clutched his hands in his bare shoulders and swallowed hard.
He rocked me gently back and forth underlined gently over my head and murmured again and again: "It's good, is good. You can not help it. "
I bit my lower lip, swallowed hard and nodded.
May pushed me by the shoulders back slightly ruffled with the towel through my hair and smiled at me.
"Hm? Chin up, kid. You are cute. Believe me, someday they will understand it, you're the one who has more advantages. "He said and nudged my nose. I
could not do anything more than nod and look to him as he slowly left the shower.
deep breath I took the towel from my head, stroked it, sighing softly.
"May! Wait, "I cried when I hastily umband and ran after him.
It does not depend on the speed, but that it reaches its destination.
Maybe I have no muscles, no hairy legs, no breasts or fat hips.
but a date to May.
Pair: Ruki x Uruha
word: soft
There are things in a man's life, the need for just his ego. can specify one
given a nice apartment, a big car and a friend with you throughout the city.
To make it short: I am a completely happy man!
My apartment is awesome, my car is not thick but already obese and my girlfriend is so feminine, she is already male.
Well ... öchöm ... to be exact, it * is * a man
But hey, you can not see, if you do not look hard enough, and anyway, my guy all the benefits that brings a woman with him. If not more!
What do I want with a big bust when a flat chest but is suitable for anfummeln much better? And who claims that male nipples are not sensitive? That are better than any G-spot!
I also have to make me not greasy or wide hips Wabbelpopöchens, my friend has a butt that is where you can crack walnuts, Ohja!
to mention his cute little duck face. A kingdom for those lips and those sinful eyes when he looks up for glassy to me.
Well ... the looking up is the only problem. That's my guy can
namely only in bed, because otherwise I'm there the need to look up.
Ohja, shame on my small head! But what can
I am sure if God punishes me with 1.62 meters and him with a concentrated amount Sex on Legs equips to 1.77 meters?
Ohja, the world is unjust, unfair and it does the kids and the adults preferred.
Mostly.
because as I said, this sex god is mine.
And when I say I agree with you that!
There are just things in the life of a man, the need for just his ego.
And I admit, Uruha is my absolute push in general.
I do not understand why someone like him can just love me, like me always forgives my mistakes and follies, why exactly he just he, but everyone and everything can have, why he crawled into my bed comes, the snout like a duck twists and cuddles and cuddles and says that he wants a good morning kiss.
I'll never understand. Maybe I have to do that?
No, I do not need.
Uruha is a mystery in itself, * my * mystery that I have learned to love.
Everything about him, what I do not understand everything.
But ... there would be one thing, one thing that I get it, but want to know so much.
It's a secret that he guards like a treasure, as his baby, and also among the biggest espionage, shading and analysis did not find out.
This thing is spicy, almost obscene, especially when I want to know, the ... well, really just enjoy it and it should not itself have.
But I want to know! I will! I have to!
How the hell Uruha got his leg so smooth and soft! For between
said, smooth, soft legs had just laid my head and I underwent Uruha his weekly mark.
hard biting, sucking and sucking until the skin was bluish and collected directly in front of my eyes and someone's blood in panties Uruhas built a tent.
Beautiful sight, honest, but goddamn, this smooth skin made me just to tame!
I had to know!
"Uruha ...", I mumbled on his skin and kissed her, blinked up at him. The Blonde Brown muttered sullenly, because I broke my job, but he slowly leaned on his elbows and looked down.
"Yes?" He said with a sigh.
I-quite innocently smiled at him, "Have a question."
He raised an eyebrow and growled again sullen jerky, slightly with the legs on which I lay.
"Now?" He said. I nodded quickly.
recapitulated Finally he let himself sink and back, and then I like a caterpillar crawling up at him and schnuffelte to the soft neck, and kissed him apologetically Uruha pulled into my arms.
"The deals I somehow long ...", I mumbled as I kissed his forehead. He closed his eyes calm and pressed himself against me.
"And what is it, Ruki?"
I grinned slightly, and tapped his leg, "How do you get so soft?"
silence.
dead silence.
Then Uruha in my arms began to tremble, and ... snorted.
He began to writhe with laughter and looked up at me, the bit back another laugh.
"Are you serious?" He asked, with the mouth still twitched with amusement.
I-clearly bad-tempered with Schnute nodded. He chuckled quietly continue
me pricks.
"OK, So ... if you * so * important. "I did not like that tone. He made fun of himself but me, "I do nothing special, except once a month to go for waxing, then more Aloe Vera cream on it and that's it."
I blinked.
That was all? No Geheimmixtur? No magic formula? No bathing naked in milk, was a full moon and stray beside a lion?
nothing?
Buhu.
I sighed, pressed her head against Uruha.
"super." I muttered and tugged at his locks.
He grinned more to himself.
"Well what did you expect? Special ceremonies for smooth legs, I have cooked up with Sugizo? ", he laughed and kissed my cheek. I nodded affirmatively, whereupon he laughed some more, "Little Dork."
I pushed his head into his hair.
Menno.
He stroked my neck.
"But if you want me up sometimes cream with Aloe Vera one ...", he smiled again and kissed my cheek when he saw that I smiled.
"And what cream is it?" I cooed, even in the wildest imagination, what would be a mud fight that.
Uruha but grinning tapped my nose.
"Maybe your feet so you'll grow.", He grinned and schnuffelte.
There are things in a man's life, the need for just his ego.
And there are records that need not be easy.
This was one of them.
But I get my mud fight! Finally
lead leg in soft and softer regions, which are also creamed myself quite soft.
And when you're at it ... where the fingers are so soft once ...
Did I mention that Uruha pushed my ego too, because I can live out all my sadistic impulses in him?
Not?
Oh ...
May I!
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