Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20171204141741/@comment-36910229-20181005030630

Dex kissed her neck softly again, purring as he held still in her, letting her get used to what he had of himself in her.

Jazz had her elbows on the desk, looking down at papers silent, her body warm still with her forehead resting against the palms of her hands. "...who to send out..?" She asked herself as she looked at the list of people that needed to die... They were already late with three souls needing to die.....