Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20180302001320/@comment-27824390-20180311055116

Fate deepened the kiss slowly, slowly starting to move in her now.

Emalia nuzzled her head into the pillow, breathing what was left of Gaberiels scent.

Freyal looked at the wall, then down at the floor quietly.

"It smells bad" he huffed