07-10-2012, 07:41 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-11-2012, 02:25 AM by IrishGreen.)
He didnt get off of him. "Oh i know. Messes can be cleaned. The point is, your here, your mine, and that is a fact. I've worked my ass off for things and ive been working my ass off for you. You owe me, and theres just a couple things i want from you. You'll give them to me, because im tired of not getting paid back. Im building another room to the house, thats what i do when im 'moping'. Theres gonna be a crib to, but im not done with it. All that hard work for nothing, you just leave? Your running away? And if ya didnt care about him, why stay. I know your a mooch, but usually people like you would be gone by now." With a chuckled he licked up the side of the elfs neck. One hands rubbed the underside of the bulge gently while his right simply continued massaging the elfs thigh.
In every language theres a word for love.
So love.
GrĂ¡ - Irish/Gaelic/Celtic