BurntPotofSpaghetti



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    Simon huffs. Closes his eyes. Bad move, because now all he can feel is your tongue drawing the outline of his ear. It doesn’t help that your breath has that cloying scent of fruity cocktails. Doesn’t help that you smell of a night-out with friends: of cigarettes and strangers, sweat from the club and the petals of your perfume.

    Doesn’t help that when his eyes open, he sees the strap of your dress giving in to gravity, caressing your bicep instead of your shoulder. He burns holes into it—fabric so thin he could rip it with a snap of his fingers.

    He grits his teeth. “Yer drunk.”

    “You’re hot,” you mouth to his skin.

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    Or; Simon fucks the drinks out of your system.

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    one word: breeding

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    You shift finally, try to pull away, arms dropping, a foot raised in preparation to step back. Simon does not move, does not release you. His grip tightens, hands fisting your clothes.

    Something inside of you drops, human instinct that knows danger-danger-danger- before you can even name it.

    “Simon.” Your voice comes out shakier than you’d like, tilted too nervously despite how you’d tried to control it. “What… are you doing here?”

    Simon greets you in silence, curled against your smaller form, suffocating your space. He doesn’t answer you, long enough for your heart to begin pounding, long enough for you to wonder if you’d said anything at all or only imagined it.

    Finally, he moves, pulling backwards, large, heavy hands drifting upwards to rest against your upper arms. Caging you, chaining you to the floor. “Taking you home.” He mutters, bright blue eyes honed in on yours.

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    It had become too much, the radio silence, the fear, the constant unease, the late nights and cold dinners. Never knowing if your lover would return in a casket. So you leave, pack your life in a suitcase and a letter awaiting Simon.

    Perhaps you should've discussed that with him first.

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    This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!

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    Frank and Danny are staking out some potential victims when Frank goes into heat.

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