Sans Au Novels & Stories

"I can't make these calls alone. They need your perspective." There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Okay," he said finally. "I'll be there in thirty minutes." He arrived looking carefully neutral. We didn't hug or touch or do any of the intimate things we'd been doing before Wednesday's disaster. We just... existed in the same space professionally. The color corrections were the final piece of the campaign before full launch. Shadows and tones and emotional resonance translated through visual medium. Everything we'd built distilled into precise technical specifications.

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Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

I trailed. " S*x without the rubber is the best ..." He said and my face burned red in a blush . " You're definitely shameless " I said and he burst out laughing . TBC

It was more than one man could handle on his own. Sitting on her sofa was calming, and for a moment, Aaron leaned his head back and relaxed, something he seldom had a chance to do, particularly since Christian had perfected and installed his Intelligence Assistance Communicators in everyone’s eyes. Now, any Hunter or Guardian in the world could reach him (or anyone else) at any time. While it was great during a battle or for planning, it made turning work off nearly impossible, even with the addition of an Off button, which Aaron never felt comfortable using.

Ace chuckled as if my question, or maybe his answer, amused him, "Fucking come for me before I change my mind about it." My body obeyed, the tension in my muscles springing free like a coil. The orgasm that held me in its clutches was vicious. It rippled through me, wave after wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that I had no business feeling. It felt wrong and yet, so God damned right. Ace's name was a chant upon my lips, praising him for the way he used my body and brought pleasure to it.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

Shrugging she walked towards Liam but the beeps of her phone interrupted her and she quickly answered the call without bothering to look at the name. “Hello” “You have a lot of explaining to do Aura, why did you do that to Mr Jules?” She removed the phone from her ears and checked the name which turned out to be Bigfoot. “You don’t under Bigfoot, he tried to force himself on me and we didn’t have any discussion like that” She heard Bigfoot hiss, “I didn’t send you there to be an interpreter only aura, goddammit” he spat and she could feel shiver running through her spine.

~SCREECHHHH~ ~SCREECCCHHHH~ Its aura was too intense. Su was more frightened of being clutched by its sharp talons than falling to the ground and turning into a pulp. The beast did not back off; it tried to grasp her, but Su avoided it again by making another hefty strike at its claws. Her desperation was off the charts. She knew she couldn’t let the beast catch her.

She wasn’t scared of this dry, distant man, but he certainly made her nervous. Sean sat down opposite her without a hint of a smile, rested against the hard back of the cheap wooden chair and kept his eyes away from her. He seemed about to speak, but the man behind the counter came to bring them peanuts, two glasses covered with a thin layer of ice and a bottle that caught Silvia’s attention right away. It was Argentinean beer. The eldest Robinson filled their glasses and raised his a little at her before tasting his beer. “Good shit,” he grunted, nodding.