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Melody [ChilexPerú] (OneShot)

Look what the songs that make me weird ....

Couple: ChilexPeru
Notices: Yeah ... a few bad words. EMO-ism moments at the end TT
Notes: FAILFAILFAIL, linchenme


She watched in horror, stretching a hand to touch him, but gave a violent step back. Both were breathing quickly, the gun in his hand, pointing to his hundred and eyes that reflected something to which your body shiver runs. He had arrived just in time for the first time. But now she wanted to be a nightmare.

"Drop that ....

-No ....

- Let go, I say!

- Fuck! Let in peace for once! I you do not care, so stop pretending that it is! - Tears streaming from her eyes, and the weapon shook in his hand. The trigger finger gently stroking loosely.

not know what to say, do not know what to do ...

"You have no idea what you're doing. 're Upset, but then se___.

- Shut up damn it - his eyes were not the happy person he knew from long ago, and began to wonder since it was kept since .- No one is interested in truth. They can say yes, but they are just lies, like yours. To you only care about its international image damned. No one will notice ... nobody is going to feel ....

"You're talking nonsense ...

- I'm telling the fucking truth! - The sound of suppressed sobs began to fill the room.

He leaned closer, while the other kept his eyes closed holding the tears, the gun still in his hundred. One more step, two, three ... never felt so much distance. His arms surrounded him in an embrace, gently, almost as if it were to break. His hand took hers slowly, removing the gun from his head and dropping it on the floor. He kissed the forehead without release. Support your head on his shoulder, stroking her black hair. Also felt her hands clung to his chest.

had been ... so close to losing it altogether .... At the thought her eyes filled with tears, and a couple of them ran silently down her cheeks. Trembled in his arms, his body shaking with sobs, his eyes red from crying and her head buried his shoulder while passing his hand through his hair affectionately.

not know what to say ... or maybe yes ... but did not know how to express it in words. Kissed where the gun had been, another kiss ended up in her hair. Took his head with both hands and dropped another kiss on your eyes, cheeks, eyebrows, nose, her chin .... The smaller eyes looked down, tears still falling freely and your body still trembling. He ran a finger over his lips, thinking about missed that delicate and smooth texture, which was his ... yours alone. He leaned his forehead with his.

-...¿ Why?

-... Because no one knows how it feels ... ...- even you knew exactly what he meant, and was recognized guilty of that. And how I wanted to tell ....

"I promise you ... look at me, I promise you soon ...- hit his lips against his, feeling, recording the memory in your mind . "Stay with me ... Yes? - Hugged him, burying her head in her hair, inhaling the smell mixtures.

"Do not go ....

"I will not ....

He knew he did not understand what he said ....

But it would do everything to get it this close ... always.

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Ah, yes, it's a bit crooked

arrives mid-November to replace you battery month slash_magazine brings A new edition of Desviados.

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editions come with everything, everything and taste everything. Now there are new girls playing with the old (u_u) so there is hope the new edition out soon.

invited to enjoy the Castilian Check Slash made and forwarded. Bon appetit. ;) Rochy

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little challenge to catch up Love

Auch, yeah, sorry. I hang a bit, yes. I eat my study life, but I always like space to write something.

This is something I came in when I read "Games with oneself, "the title of this challenge Literary Challenges. The truth is that it is not very original, I think is even a little vulgar and perhaps ... Well, when you read it is going to realize that it is not much, pretty obvious. But I want to start all over again and it seemed a good way. Do not tell them the title, because pied grace.

Better accommodate you. Clean your mind of any thoughts that pollute and give yourself to your goal.

come ... look around, do not want anyone to see you. Nobody will know that, you're all alone, yet the fear of shame remains. Although the fund also produces some morbidity.

You move your hands, put one on your side and another near ae is the place. must be said, be prepared to do so puts you somewhat nervous, but is that enjoy it so much. not coming back, not now, as you arrive.

You make the first move, it's almost toxic. A small chill runs down by the deep satisfaction. Wait a second and follow. Your mind travels between images possible and make you focus more. Do not stop, you will not stop. Gods, it's amazing to see. Your fingers grip, move, give him power and she is exposed, then hides. Looks like something that will never end.

got her there. Oh, you're almost. A little more, and almost there. Missing so ... Ah! Jaque

Mate.

Thanks for reading.