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[mrmoneypenny.livejournal.com]

These days, it's probably not too uncommon a sight to see a Villiers snacking on an apple by the kraken pool -- it's a nice little spot, and fortunately, Villiers is still unaware that there's a baby sea monster thing living in it.

So. Villiers. Apple. It's a nice day, and he could do with some company.

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[mrmoneypenny.livejournal.com]

It's waaaarm.

That's gooood.

And it's an Imriel!

Even better!





...apparently the talking is over?

[broodingbacchus.livejournal.com]

The talking is over.

Now it is time for cuddles.

And nuzzles.

And... biting?

Yeah, biting.



Okay, so it looks like that conversation had certain-- effects.

[mrmoneypenny.livejournal.com]

All is quite agreeable to a Villiers, especially as his hands edge their way closer to the hem of Imri's shirt.

Inspiration from talk of kink? Is Good. Villiers is indeed quite receptive to the idea.

And it also seems that it's his destiny to have an ever-changing pattern of bruising along his neck, shoulders, and anywhere else Imriel cares to reach. Not that he minds, of course.

Although the general public might.

[broodingbacchus.livejournal.com]

The general public can go--

All right, no, y'know what?

Imri, grinning like the lovestruck fool he apparently is today, will just grab Villiers by the wrist and head off in the direction of their room (http://broodingbacchus.livejournal.com/1167.html).