Tabidachi No Uta Novels & Stories

“Just us.” Breakfast waited in the same serene dining room as before. Low table, floor cushions, the gentle clink of porcelain against lacquer. Sakura wore pale lavender today, her hair pinned with a single jade comb shaped like a crane. Haruto sat at the head in quiet charcoal, already reviewing something on a slim tablet while sipping matcha. Dante,black cashmere sweater, dark jeans, sleeves pushed to his elbows, settled beside me, one hand resting casually on my thigh beneath the table the moment we knelt.

I didn’t think he would sink so low as betraying the pack. I didn’t think he could go lower. Then I found Kat talking to Tabby in the ballroom and found out just how much lower he could sink. Seeing Tabby was weird. We used to have a casual sex relationship but looking at her now, and I feel nothing. Not even a fleeting attraction. I guess that’s expected, I’ve found the woman I was made to be with, and now no one else will compare.

" Micheal whispered into my ears and I glared at him. " I'm not a pervert !" I yelled and rolled my eyes at him . I heard her giggle and I glared at her . ****************** CLAIRE We closed the Cafe too late tonight and it's hard to get a bus nearby as usual so I have to walk to the bus stop , I plucked in my ear phones and Be careful with my heart by Tatiana played . I hummed softly and began to sing along , I paused briefly when two guys walked out from nowhere and stood in front of me .

Aimi stared at the couple with an unreadable expression, then slid and jumped down the mecha from the other side, reaching the ground without needing the platform, to check on Hansuke and Tatsuya. Meanwhile, Tadashi frowned deeply at the sudden lost of contact. When the dazed look on his face slowly cleared up, he blushed crimson red. His head snapped towards Naoko whose face was as red as his. Evidence of their intense make out session remained. Their chests were still heaving as they panted heavily. Their lips were red, wet, and slightly swollen. Tadashi got on his knees and kowtowed to Naoko. "I'm so sorry, I-"

"Mommy!" "Tab!"

she begged, the risk of neighbors hearing or Pedro calling only adding to the addictive thrill, making everything dirtier and more forbidden. Finally, Atlas couldn’t hold back: with an animal roar, he came deep in her ass, hot, thick jets of cum filling her anus, leaking out the sides and dripping down her reddened ass, mixing with the juices from her pussy. Anya came one last time, her body trembling in spasms, the vibrator still buzzing until he turned it off and slowly removed it, leaving her empty but satisfied.

Jaden just shook his shoulder giving a shrug like he was himself unaware and weirded out by the current situation. "By the way what is your name?" Isabella asked but when Jaden didn't reply, she spoke herself. "You know mine so it's fair only if I know yours too!" "Jaden" he answered And with that he walked away. Isabella also followed him outside towards the lift, hoping that she could get the pin for left so that she would leave but when they finally reached their resident put his fingerprint right adjacent to the lift where she saw nothing but plain steel after that the machine Shook and answered

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

I finally manage to ask, my cheeks burning in embarrassment. “You are so cute,” my mate giggles out, that beautiful sound filling my ears again, “Hello Titan the warrior of High Moon, my name is Tabatha and I am pretty certain im your mate.” I let out a chuckle at her words, I have been called a lot of things in my time and honestly cute is not one of them. “Tabitha.” I say her name out loud and it rolls perfectly off my tongue, I like it.

- Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Ren Shibasaki didn’t turn around from his position before the gravestone of Tatsuya Fujiyama even when the sound of light crunch of gravel beneath shoes reached his ears. He merely stood there, eyeing the words engraved in the gravestone, with his hands stuffed in his pockets even when he knew Yuri and Tohya were both standing behind him. It was when Yuri sighed when he finally turned around. “I hope that we aren’t intruding,” she said apologetically.