It's raining outside and Dean has the car, so I'm stuck in the motel doing memes again...

[likely_evil]

I taste like Peanut Butter. I am one of the most blendable flavours; I go with sweet, I go with sour, I go with bland, I go with anything. I am practical and good company, but have something of a tendency to hang around when I'm not wanted, unaware that my presence is not welcome. What Flavour Are You?

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[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

*laughs softly* Yes, yes you did.

[likely_evil]

Good. *small smile*

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

Yeah...*she kissed him lightly again*

[likely_evil]

*deepens the kiss this time, his hands lifting her a bit off her feet so she was more his height and he didn't have to lean over*

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

*Laughs a little bit, breaking the kiss, but starts kissing him again*

[likely_evil]

No, this isn't going to go anywhere...

*Presses her against the wall so his hands can explore a bit while kissing*

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

*keens loudly and puts her hands under his shirt*

[likely_evil]

*makes it easy and just pulls shirt off, taking a moment to break away from the kiss before going back to it. She might feel a faded scar along his lower spine from a knife wound that's a year and a half old now*

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

*marvels at his chest, smiling nervously while she does, then he kisses her again, she rubs along his back, feeling a faint scar, but not worrying about it*

[likely_evil]

*fingers massaging hips and his lips move to her neck. It's his turn to get a nice taste*


fade to black?

[istotallyhot.livejournal.com]

yes fade to black