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When I want you to beg, I'll tell you.

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That's the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you'll always be using someone else's reins.
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I cannae believe you let me touch you.” His voice grew hoarse. “I shall remember this for all my nights.” Tears speared into her eyes. Dearest Virgin Scribe, for all her life, she had waited for a moment like this…. “Do not cry.” His thumb went to her cheeks. “Beautiful female of worth, do not cry.
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Thank you for caring for my brother. He took his sunglasses off. And looked at her with total adoration.
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Phury nodded. And if she lives with us, we get to keep the cat.
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I love you. You are my heart beating outside of my chest.
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Life was short, no matter how many days you were granted. And people were precious, each and every one, no matter how many you were lucky enough to have in your life. And love... love was worth dying for. Worth living for, too. -Tohrment
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Zsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenario Wrath: You'll die if you go by yourself. Zsadist: Well... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride. Phury felt his skin get tight all over.
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All of us are taking the night off, Wrath said abruptly. We need some regroup time. Rhage snorted from across the table. You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you? Yup. A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. Right after dinner.
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Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating. Butch
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I wish to be naked before you, she commanded. Make it so, Manuel.
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It was the wife, John thought. And she was giving this tough guy a tongue-lashing. And the man was taking it. Okay. I love you. Bye. Tohrment flipped the phone closed and put it in his pocket. When he focused on John again, he clearly respected his wife enough not to roll his eyes and make some macho, shithead comment about pesky women.
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The warrior (Zsadist) rolled his black eyes. Come on, man. What does it matter to me? You, Tohr. Britney Spears.
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Nothing that passes between us will ever be wrong. Come back to me.
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You know, you sound like birds when you do that chuckle thing. It's nice. Over to the left, Vishous put his head in his hands.
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When he frowned again, she was fairly sure that the nomenclature did not please him, and she found herself wishing she had been birthed to other syllables.
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She was seriously staring. Which was what you did when you got a gander at a man who is hung like a Louisville Slugger.
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Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
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Tell you what, you let me go, and I’ll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, I’m slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going to pan out for me.
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Otherwise, three little words would have leaked from his mouth. And undoubtedly doomed him in ways he couldn’t even guess at. Bad time. Bad place. For that kind of thing. Forever.
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Have I mentioned you are the hottest geek I've ever known ?
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