Hawks X Dabi Spicy 소설 & 이야기

He beamed. I looked at Dax before answering him, confused as fuck as to why Xavier was now acting as if we knew each other to that extent and had something going on for him to know my favourite fries! In my mind, they knew about the damn tape and were playing with my mind! Because Dax only thought that we slept together and that was it. "Uh- my favourite wings? D-do, do you mean the ones I post about on my F******k?" I asked nervously.

“I know, Jax, but first I want to make a certain person pay for putting her life in danger. In fact, that is partly why I have come here because I need your help,” Xander explained everything to Jax and they both came to a conclusion about what to do, after twenty minutes, Jax served the food. “Hmm, this is super tasty, I cannot believe you made this,” Abi says joyfully after taking a few bites off the bowl of pasta mixed in grilled and chopped chicken, “This is one of my specialties, Maybe next time I'll make you my number one dish,” “Thank you, Jax,” Xander watched Abi eat everything in front of her, she is a glutton when it comes to food, and it pleased himself and his wolf that she was n

[Caterpie, we're eating barbecue. Abigail put the message on speaker, and Xander, standing right beside her, could not help but overhear Felix's words. The playful twinkle in Xander's eyes vanished in an instant. Abigail, captivated by the enticing barbecue photo, remained entirely unaware of Xander's shifting emotions. Dr. Sander's nutritious meals had initially been appetizing but had grown monotonous over time. Abigail had been craving something savorier, but Dr. Sander's concerns about infection had limited her choices. The mere sight of the photo now left her salivating.

a spasm of irritation crossed his face. “do not tell me how to speak to people I’ll talk to anyone the way I want and the way I please, you have no right to tell me what to do, I am the owner of myself you don’t own me so shut the fuck up.” SMACK Luciana gasped Then it came. I laughed so hard until tears began to spill from my eyes, when I finally sobered up I looked Caleb straight in the eyes, “I hate you.” my voice was laced with venom, hard and filled with deep pain.

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie. I don't know what was more intense for me, his grunts or that Mr. Sinclair was watching us with a satisfied smirk, his own cock bulging at the erotic display. He was stroking the length of his hardened rod, his eyes never leaving mine. "That's it," he purred, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Make her come on your cock." As if on command, I shattered, my pussy clamping down around Desmond like a vice I came with a scream of his name. He followed a second later, spilling inside me with a low groan.

While Xander was in a bad mood and almost mourning not being able to freely communicate with Lee, another man was having the time of his life laughing at the highlights on the news. Smoke filled the room as he blew the smoke remnant from his cigarette into the air making ring patterns in the process. He twirled in his chair laughing like a maniac who had just escaped from a metal asylum. This was no other than Dax. The number one rival of Alexander. He hated anything and everything good about Xander. If he couldn't steal it or acquire it by force then he would try to make it appear bad in the eyes of the public. Despite being a petty man, he was a good businessman who was a real devil when

“Yeah Sabrina and Xander it’s going to blow up. The internet won’t survive this.” Pheebs swallowed, a mix of awe and disbelief in her voice. “I mean have you seen Xander? He’s ridiculously hot. Swim shorts, sun-kissed skin. The kind of guy you can’t take your eyes off.” Jovita chuckled, shaking her head. “Exactly. And with Sabrina in those swim pants, it’s scandalous enough to make every fan site and gossip blog explode overnight.” Pheebs leaned closer, whispering conspiratorially, “I can already see the headlines [Beach Chemistry Alert!’… ‘Xander & Sabrina Heat Up the Internet!]”

“Oh yeah? What’s so interesting about it? Tell me!” Xavier tried his hardest to contain his laughter into a face-splitting grin. “Oh, it’s not a secret that’s gonna blow your mind or anything. That super-secret technique, well…” Damon’s furrowed brows were basically scrunched together. God knew which direction Xavier was going to take this. “I know all about it, Grant. It’s called—” he nodded and exclaimed, “—‘Being A Hot Guy’.” “Being… A Hot Guy?” Grant parroted, baffled.