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I wish I was like that, but I wasn't. I closed my eyes for one long moment in high hopes of looking back into the windows of his love. I don't feel shit. Actually, I feel one shit. Pain? Agony? Anguish? Hurt? Jesus Christ, how many fucking synonyms of this excruciating feeling exist in the fucking dictionary. Different spelling, same fucking feeling.

it didn’t feel uncertain. It felt inevitable.

I'm not sure what it is, but it feels good. @TarynGrace

I felt my heart skip a bit. I felt......

⁠Close, too clo‍se a​nd th‌​e bond react‌ed‌​ at on​ce. Div‍a felt it⁠⁠ right‌ away. Th​at p‍ull agai‌n⁠. Stronger this time. War‍​m⁠er. I​t wra⁠pped aro⁠und h‌er ch‌est and sque‌ezed. De‍rek felt it too.

I slowly took steps to grab the clothes, when my hands grasp around his, causing me to feel this tingling sensation around my abdomen, I immediately refrain and apologize to him, leaving his presence. Writer Andrew stood there, unfazed by what happened. He couldn't also deny that he felt something after Maxwell's hands had grasped his. His hands were still in the same position, stretched staring at nothing but trying to contain the number of emotions he felt right now. On the other hand, Maxwell kicked himself up into the room where Andrew had shown him earlier to change. He couldn't breathe normally as his breathing hitched. He held his chest as he wondered why it was beating faster than us

pulling my hair "geez, I am the one fucking you with my tongue, not God," he said as he inserts one finger into me and also with his tongue "Jasper" the sensation were already building up inside of me "yes, that is my name" increasing his pace "you are all wet for me"

It feels like recognition. It feels like fate.

I felt claimed. Wanted. Home.

I felt it. I stood there and I felt it. For the first time. Completely.