Ars Goetia ([personal profile] arsgoetia) wrote2011-01-04 09:09 pm
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[Final Day] What Comes Around

After an hour or so of dirty sex and constant talking, even Tristan's voice is a bit hoarse. But he seems pretty fucking pleased with himself as he curls up to Fon under the covers and wraps his arms around him, kissing at his neck.

"Happy?" he asks, only a little smug.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[you gave me all the info, kiss me as much a you damn well please]

A human wouldn't be very different.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[enjoying kissing demons, what would my mother think?]

It's fine, let's get going.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[steps between Tristan and the bird instinctively. SUCH A WINNER]

What?

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[keeps his eyes on the bird]

Yes.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[kissing back and taking the keys]

If you're lying we're going to have a problem.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[you're so lying. Goes drive back to Lucia's house :|]