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For the Love of a Demon Ep. 5
After being warned by Ciel to be more careful, and much quieter, while in London, Sebastian and Louisa try to get some alone time together on the roof of the London Residence. Unfortunately, they are interrupted by reaper Grell Sutcliffe; the flamboyant reaper is less than impressed that Sebastian has chosen a girl over him. With the mood well and truly ruined, the pair return to Louisa's room and explore ways of staying quiet.
By Lorelei_Sands7 years ago in Filthy
More Than Friends: Night Three (2)
TJ/Taylor T.J. I know I should leave. Chloe’s wants radiate through our conversation. She wants more, a relationship, a commitment. I want those too, but my heart is still bruised. My emotions are tender, they limp instead of skip, dance, or sing.
By Asrai Devin7 years ago in Filthy
Elevator Music
Pushing number four, I stood waiting as the elevator doors closed in front of me. Standing alone I softly hummed an old familiar song, stopping only when the elevator stopped to pick up another passenger. Smiling politely as the gentleman stepped inside, I felt myself blush when I noticed his big dark eyes roam over my body, taking every curve in. I wondered what he was thinking if he liked what he saw. Smiling more to myself, I didn’t realize he took the smile as my encouraging him.
By Vivian Heart7 years ago in Filthy
For the Love of a Demon Ep. 4
Our next adventure takes place after Louisa has revealed to Ciel that her father is still alive and she knows the location of the demon sword. It follows a tedious dinner with Elizabeth, at which Louisa's mind was solely focused on the promised punishment for her lack of corset.
By Lorelei_Sands7 years ago in Filthy
Duke's Damp Dream
The little Thomas-like boy was walking under the wavy, color-changing sky. He was satisfied by the sky going through the colors beyond the rainbow, maybe even beyond reality, but the waves in the transition made him feel queasy, so he only shoved it into his peripherals as he looked down before turning his head everywhere else. Against his worries, he started walking through these trees that resembled solid dung with the smell still attached. He saw monkeys (if he could call them monkeys) with butt cracks for faces, and they were swinging on vines that erupted in distorted "damn Daniels," a gay singing straight songs, and Bobby Shmurda memes.
By Monique Star7 years ago in Filthy
More Than Friends: Night Three
Previous Chapter: Night Two Sugar and Spice Chloe --- I open the door and lean against the jamb. My cat, Pussy, rubs against my legs. She knows better than to go further than the doorway, but she pokes her head into the hallway. Who can blame her from wanting to get a glimpse of Taylor?
By Asrai Devin7 years ago in Filthy
Chapter Three
The bar had left me in a bit of daze, I needed to do something to distract myself. The evening was a bit cool for the summer, but it was still high sixties. I walked out into the garage to start the bike. Waiting for her to warm up I peered over at the wall and see the yield sign that Brooke and I had stolen from the middle of the road a couple years back. It made me think back to those times, why did she need to come back to town? How arrogant could she really be to march in and demand that she still be a part of my life, what in the actual fuck?
By Michael C. Lafferty-Shockency7 years ago in Filthy
