Daisuke X Curly 소설 & 이야기

His hands roamed along her breasts then down over her stomach as he grasped the curls over her mons and tugged. Daisy shook from head to toe, as she grew breathless. “Open your eyes Daze.”

Then his control snapped. He hauled me against him and kissed me back hard and deep and desperate, one hand fisting in my hair, the other spreading across the small of my back and pressing me into the heat of his body, and everywhere he touched me the burning turned to sparks. My mate. Mine. Sable was singing it and my blood was singing it and his mouth was on my throat and I stopped knowing where the drug ended and I began.

“Memories I didn’t expect to come back.” His gaze softened, but his brow furrowed just enough to show he was thinking, processing. “Want to tell me?” I shook my head slowly. “Not yet. Some things are complicated.” He didn’t push, not immediately, just nodded once and crouched to Ethan’s level. “Hey, champ. Wanna show me your dinosaur?” Ethan grinned and held up the small, crayon colored T-rex. “He’s the boss!” Jace laughed softly, reaching out to ruffle Ethan’s hair. “Boss, huh? Definitely the kind I wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alley.”

Rack breaks the hold, steps back, and swipes Gar’s feet out from under him. “Fight’s over, but we’ll let Rack have his fun for a moment,” Sofia says as she laughs. Rack dives on Gar and places one punch after another straight into his face. A minute later, Gar’s arms fall lifeless to his sides and still Rack attacks. Curly finally grabs Rack around the middle and lifts him off. The fight still isn’t out of Rack. His hands go back behind him and he grabs Curly around the neck. “Enough,” Dax yells. “Drop him, Curly.”

I sighed, looking at the shirtless pic where Daisuke had his hand tugging his jeans down slightly to show that he was eithern’t wearing underwear or had pulled them down to show his skin. “HOLY FUCK!” Pam exclaimed, leaning over to look at my phone and nearly dumping tequila on me. “Relax.” I laughed. “Here, trade you the phone for the tequila.” I offered. “Deal.” Pam eagerly pushed the bottle into my hand and took my phone. “This one is yummers. Who is he, and where can I get one?” “He’s Daisuke Yamada and he lives in Katashina, Japan.” I sighed and took a long swig from the bottle.

, Dua asked Tisha as she wrapped her arms around her belly. "Do you want to give birth to his child?", Tisha directly asked Dua to gasp at her questions. "It's mine too not only his", Dua stated in a cold tone. Tisha stared at her blankly. Tisha took out a CD and gave it to Dua. Dua's heart jumped and past encounters with Tisha were not good and the sight of the CD churned her stomach. "See this CD and then tell me your decision", Tisha said and Dua took that CD and put it inside her laptop.

“Worships is a strong word.” “He worships you,” she insists. “I have eyes. I see things.” I laugh again, but a tiny ache presses behind my ribs. I try to ignore it. Daisy steps behind me and gently begins parting my hair. Her fingers are warm as she sections and detangles the curls. She handles my hair like silk and not the wild storm it usually feels like. I watch her in the mirror, appreciating the care in every movement. “I’m going to curl the front pieces,” she says. “Just lightly. Enough to frame your face. The rest will be braided back. Trust me. You will look ethereal.”

Daisuke's POV I had woken up early this morning and got ready because today was the day of out date, I put on a white turtleneck sweater and beige pants with white sneakers and a beige jacket. Now I stood in front of the movie theater. I can't lie and say that I wasn't nervous because I was, I even came a whole hour early. Being stood up is one of my biggest fears, of course I've been stood up by a few girls but I didn't really like them and they don't have the history that I have with Jun. I know we went about it the wrong way with the sex and the bullying and the years long radio silence then the fight and more sex, everything is getting jumbled up in the middle and I want to get to know h

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The first one is an energetic teenage windlet with messy auburn hair while the other is a young man with black hair combed neatly and wears glasses. "How do you like our office, Jai? Pretty neat, huh?!" asked the teenage boy windlet that looked like the hat less version of Daichi from Digimon. He was the first one to approach them too in the parlor, and, it was quite an interesting interaction. The boy shook Jai's hand while talking excitedly, unconsciously shaking their hands for a bit too long until the windlet's partner stopped it. And it was currently happening again. Jai chuckled as he let their hands shook longer once again. "It's very neat and comfortable, Harris."