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Anya watches quietly, occasionally cringing.
Liliya giggles, pressing herself against him for warmth. Anya smirks and follows, but climbs over the back of the sofa, laying down beside Leon.
Liliya smirks, putting the lid back on the pen "I was testing, I know what you're like," she comments, turning over to put the pen back. Anya...
"What if I was going to draw somewhere else?" Liliya comments, trying not to laugh. Anya pouts slightly, "but you said you wanted to continue the...
Anya giggles, biting her lip slightly "yeah." Liliya turns back over to face Marx, marker pen in hand. She smirks, taking the lid off the pen.
Anya rests her hands on the small of his back, pulling away slightly. Liliya smirks, twisting back over to get a marker pen.
Liliya smiles, laying down in front of him, snuggling closer to him.
Liloya shifts slightly so he's lead on the bed beside her "jeez you're heavy," she comments before moving hair out of his face "so all that...
Anya smiles "yeah," she deepens the kiss, her hands gripping the edge of his jacket, keeping him close.
Anya rolls her eyes before joining him in the lift, leaning against the wall "alright."
Anya shakes her head "I meant when you stand on the ground, it's not that..." She searches for a word "pleasant when you're used to seeing more of...
Anya looks up then frowns slightly "this is why I prefer England, there's less stairs and you can see the sky more," she comments.
Anya stops and makes the I dont know gesture with her hands "I know the UK and France, that's it," she replies giggling.
Anya smiles before taking one of his hands and pulling away "come on, haven't we got a movie marathon to finish?" She turns and tugs him towards...
Anya wraps her arms around his waist as they kissed, she pulled away slightly "I know," she whispers before kissing him again.
Anya opens her eyes, watching him cautiously "really?" She asks quietly.
Anya reaches up instinctively, wiping the tears with her hand. She keeps her hand on his cheek as she reaches up and kisses his lips softly. When...
Anya looks down and uncurls her fist when she spots it creasing his shirt. "I was angry..." Anya mutters, "annoyed, confused, but mostly scared....
Chapter 14 ~ Carlos She was contemplating something when I pulled away from her. "Come on, let's get you home," I comment. A frown slips on her...