"Then I will give you one. Anything for you, my love," Optimus whispers to Ratchet with a soft, gentle smile, leaning into the other's touch, nuzzling against his hand. "You're so beautiful," he breathes as he removes an arm from behind his beloved bonded, bringing a servo up to the side of his helm, a thumb brushing over that lovely blue color on his faceplating. Optimus tilted his helm to the side, his optics shuttering as his lip plates met with Ratchet's again. It wasn't a lustful, fevered open mouth kiss, but instead a simple passionate one, his lip plates pressed firmly against his conjunx's, wrapping against them. Once he heard the retracting of breastplating, he withdrew himself from Ratchet's lips, hoisting himself up with his arms
Dalton's experiences growing up reflect many of the theories we covered during class. Early on he has little concept of what race is and considers himself part of the neighborhood in which he is growing up. Everyone around him is either
Ernie has always been a little messed up, he has lived in Missouri for the 32 long years of his life. On the day that changed his life forever, November 22, 1996. Him and his family were driving to the mall and they got into an accident. His Mom and Dad both died and Ernie was very depressed. He got the notes, of what made the car accident happen, an inspection failure with the Engine. He did not know what to do with his life. He almost committed suicide, but then out of rage, the decided he was going to make the person who caused the car accident. He went searching for months, and finally came to the conclusion that the person that last assessed the car was Eddie Thompson.
Her eyes opened, and she released Gideon’s soft lips. His eyes were still wide with shock. Judy went dead silent. Gideon had the courage to muster up the words in this thick southern accent before Judy had even finished processed what she did, “Did… Did we just?” Gideon trailed off as he was done stumbling over his words. He was numb and shocked. He had never kissed anyone before, and when he imagined it, he never thought his first kiss would be with a prey. He never thought he’d even like to kiss a prey animal, but to his surprise; he loved it.
The man thought he killed him, as Brazen lied on the ground bloodied. After a blackout, he woke up, touching the back of his head. The early morning had gotten brighter, and he heard policeman on their way, to the scene. Brazen committed vehicular manslaughter, wondering if there were any witnesses. He got off the ground in a daze, as he used his hand as leverage crawling back into his cab. He pulled off, knowing the woman he saved was long gone. Had she stuck around wouldn't have made sense.
" You could always just wear that! " Pete looked at his half-naked boyfriend and pulled him for a kiss. Mikey quickly, caught by surprise, started kissing back. Pete ran his hands along Mikey's back, he grabbed Mikey's ass. Mikey opened his mouth, gasping, which Pete took as an opportunity to slip his tongue into Mikey's mouth.
There she was, waiting anxiously and quietly with fear, laid Kathy McGray. She was fourteen and was a straight A student who had never held any grudges against anyone. She was always polite and kind to others. But right now she wondered. Why? Why would anyone want her?
Sting Eucliffe, 18 years old, approaches the dorm building at Magnolia University. His heart is pounding in his chest, a mile a minute. He honestly had no clue what to expect, but good lord was he glad to be out of high school. There he was bullied endlessly for being gay, both with words and with fists. He could almost still feel their rough hands slapping him across the face, shoving him to the floor of the locker rooms... And the worst part was, no one had cared. Sting's mother passed away when he was little, barely even 4 years old, and his father was a business man who was never home. Sting had gotten used to being quiet about these sorts of things, having no one to really vent to anyways. Here he hoped he could make a fresh start. Find a job, pass his classes, make some friends... Anything really. Anything but a scenario like high school
One day there was a guy who lived in las vegas named Bone who hated boxing because he had to people to there death even tho he didnt to box. He was forced to box because some face people found out that he was really good at it.
boys played under supervision while the group discussed the next step. "We should set up a decoy by that Wally World north of town" was Joker's opinion.
It took me a moment or two, to find the connecting points for Luka's soul but once I did I began licking once again and he moaned softly beneath me I felt his hand grab mine and lace our fingers together. It was something Luka always did while I fed. I plunged my fangs into his neck. Luka jerked once, then his body instantly relaxed as his other hand began stroking my hair
“As if I’ll let you do that.” Jungkook whispered against Taehyung’s lips, trailing feather light kisses down his cheek and jaw and sucking wetly at his neck until a dull red mark appeared beneath the warm skin. Taehyung clicked his tongue in annoyance as he obviously felt the hickey forming, but Jungkook grinned as he didn’t miss how his breath hitched, and how he tipped his head back slightly.
Ratchet was at the salon getting her weave done and getting her son a haircut. After she got her weave done, she dropped Elijah off at his dad's house. Ratchet was angry because of her ex-boyfriend, Joseph, had another girl at his house while Elijah was there. So she went inside of the house, grabbed the girl by the weave and they started throwing hands the girl said she was gonna get her gang and Ratchet said “I'm gonna get my cousins on you”, Ratchet was furious. First, Ratchet went to Latoya, her older cousin's, house; her house was made out of bricks; she went to Bonifa's house, her house was made out of wood. Ratchet, Latoya and Bonifa finished watching love and hip hop and listening to Cardi B so they went to Sha Nay Nay’s house. So they
Ratchet groaned when Optimus' panel retracted and felt the larger mech's spike grind against his own. He shuddered and thrusted erratically against him, grinding down when he felt a servo stroke against his valve. "Oh Optimus-" he cried out and arched his back, hypersensitive to his mate's touch. "Need you inside me Optimus, I'm ready now, frag, so ready-" Ratchet let out a high-pitched cry when his antenna was grasped and pulled, overloading suddenly, coolant rushing from his valve and coating Optimus' fingers.
Taehyung silently eyed Jimin before edging closer, pressing his fingers tips against the wooden high table as he looked in Jimin’s oddly warm eyes. Taehyung does not know Jimin. Jimin could be the stereotypical head bitch in charge that slept with the manager for the best treatment. Jimin could be the whore that want Taehyung off this ‘high’ that everyone claim he was. Jimin could be the worst person in this place, worse than a killer and rapist combine, but for some reason Taehyung felt… like he could trust him enough to ask for advice or bond with him, even if it was just for tonight. Call Taehyung crazy, but sanity left his body once he got his first body count. “I can’t bring him profit, Jimin. I feel disgusted even being here. I can’t
Mount Vesuvius is known for its eruption in AD 79 that led to the burying and destruction of Roman cities in Italy as well as other settlements.