Rolls Off The Tongue Rwby Novels & Stories

I felt the dampness on my shoulder, as I'm sure that his shirt was just as damp from my tears. We both just lay there, crying. We cried out our grief, anger and frustrations. I don't know how long we lay ther but at some point his body stopped shaking, his grip never loosened the whole time he held me. Periodically, I felt him rubbing my back to soothe me. I also heard him purring and that calmed me a little. Once I was done crying and was calmed down enough did I dare speak. "Rollings?" My voice came out raspy due to dryness. He sat us up and reached out to get me a glass of water. I sipped it even though all I wanted to do was guzzle it. The look on Rolls' face told me that he knew what I

I asked curiously, as I sipped a small portion of my wine. Rory smirked "I thought we could talk for a while, it seems along the way our wires have become crossed, and I want you to realise how much I miss you "He paused as his eyes dropped to my cleavage "And then afterwards…," his voice began to shudder "If you would like you, I'll fuck you senseless and make you scream louder than you've ever screamed before,"

Her plan was working perfectly. Without another word, Rolex turned and walked away, his footsteps was heavy with rage as he stormed toward his room. Ruby stood there for a moment, staring after him. Then she let out a low, satisfied chuckle. “Watch me make you mine,” she whispered. She turned back to the counter and opened the fridge. Inside was a bottle of 100% alcoholiwine...Rolex’s favorite. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small vial of liquid. She uncorked the bottle and poured a few drops into the wine before sealing it back. “Let’s see how strong you really are,” she murmured.

The room itself was magnanimous. There was a huge stage on the other end of me with the most ostentatious couch. It was long, maroon with gold detailing and gold handles. In front of me, there was a pathway, and on either side of it was a waterfall—that’s right, a waterfall inside—that fell into a pool of water. It smelled like roses, something familiar, and pleasant. As I walked the sound of my steps followed behind me a few seconds later. “Wow,” I said. I got to the other side and saw the falls from the other side. It really was beautiful. I turned to the stage and instantly became mesmerized by the couch. The gold detailing had painted a story of a human transforming into a wolf.

Along his back, a spinal ridge glowed a shifting kaleidoscope of colors. Bob grinned, flashing rows of teeth. “Lookin’ good, Carolyn. Betcha kick Michelle Kwan’s ass any day.” She scowled. “Piss off, Bob.” Bob spread his hands. “Aw, come on. Don’ be mad. The spell worked, didn’ it? Got what ya wanted, a big ole’ wet one, right on the lips!” A leer stretched his rubbery face. “Didja get any tongue?” “Bob!” She kicked the ice. “Not cool!”

They probably have sensed it with the way she had left the school hall abruptly. Her parents were supposed to show up to show up for her presentation since it was the beginning of her final year in school. She winced and looked around. The students were walking on without looking to her side. Ma'am Rosalyn dipped her left hand into her breast pocket and brought out some sweets. "Have this" She urged. "once you have a taste of these, you will feel a lot calmed. It's ice and sweet to the tongue" She added. Mia received it and mumbled a 'thank you'. She unwrapped the sweet and when it rested on her tongue afterwards, she moaned and suddenly thought it had some healing powers. She slapped her se

I took a mental picture of the scent before my sight. My wolf purred, yes, purred. He was madly in love. Ruby Rue Rothwell, in a skimpy yellow bikini, was a sight to behold. My enjoyment lasted only for a second when an unknown male suddenly grabbed her waist and tackled her into the water, laughing like the funniest thing. What's more, Ruby laughed too. Hayes and I were running to them. He was dead for touching what was mine.

Ryn's body convulsed as the peak came. The wave of pleasure sent Ryn flying, rocketing, and exploding in space, creating beautiful sparks against the night sky. "This is amazing," Ryn said with a sigh in the afterglow of the climax that had just come. "You like it?" Albert, down below, grinned at the sight of the girl drooping limply after being hit by the powerful wave. Ryn looked at the man with wide eyes while biting her lip. "You're so good with your fingers." Ryn looked meaningfully at Albert. "Magic finger," she continued.

Robyn POV My body is pushed backwards, and his head drops, his tongue presses flat against me. He licks the length of my core, his tongue teasing around my bud before dragging back down. I fight to stop my eyes rolling back into my head. "You smell so fucking good, taste so good." His tongue moves again. "Like heaven," he groans, grasps my hips and pulls me closer to him as he sucks against my clit. I cry out, grasping into his hair to hold him in place. I'm unsure why; he's proven good at this already. I know he won't stop before I come. His tongue begins moving in a fast rhythm.

My fingers close around it. “No, don’t—” Leo says. “Wait, don’t take that!” I ignore him. I uncork the jar and press the leaves to my tongue, swallowing it down with a shaking hand. The pain spikes instantly. Heat floods my chest. My throat tightens, eyes blurring with tears. I fall onto my side, convulsing slightly as the world tips again, harder this time. “Roxy!” he shouts, struggling against the knots. “That was wolfsbane—you can’t—why would you—”