His Little Crimson

His Little Crimson

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Only one inches, habibti?" His breath warmed her cheek, carrying the metallic tang of his own blood. "After all those pretty threats, I expected you to aim for the heart."
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[COMPLETED & BEING EDITED] "You're willing to risk your life for me? For us? Is that what you want?" She glared, grasping my shoulders gently and pushing me against the wall of the dark alley. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes swirling around me as I gazed into those violet eyes that make my knees go weak. I swallowed the lump in my throat and held up my head higher and faced this hardcore punk as if I was like her: Rebellious and reckless. "What I want is you. Everything else could go fuck themselves," I told her, seeing the way those violet eyes widened in shock in a quick second before they smiled, a grin spreading on her rosy pink lips. My heart fluttered as her face grew closer, tingles spread through my body just by her touches as she moved to my ear, biting my earlobe gently as she whispered, "I want you too." And my lips were instantly captured by hers... © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved

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