As you climb on top of Natalie,she licks her lips,as if her hunger for lust is about to be satisfied.You meet her eye to eye,the smell of ambrosia and red roses fill your nostrils.Her emerald green eyes glisten in the moonlight.You rip her shirt open exposing her bra holding up those beautiful breasts.You kiss her,her tounge entangled with yours.She unbuttons your pants.The hallway outside grew faint as sounds of lustful passion filled the room.You stroke slowly,savoring every one.Her nails dig in your back,screaming for more.You pick her up and continue stroking,looking at her face.Her eyes glowed radiantly,her teeth clench as you kiss her neck.Then it happens,the climax.She shakes vigorously,screaming as loud as her voice would let her.You grunt slightly as you orgasm,then you look her in the eyes.The emeralds are now just as vibrant as the full moon in the clear sky.
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Paint(Clockwork X Reader)
ParanormalOver the past couple of weeks, I have been getting mail of old time watches with a note written in what I think is thick red paint ''YOUR TIME IS UP'' Does it creep me out, yes but I looked through the creepypasta archives and found this deadly yet...
