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Mime: D-Damn right.
Mime: *Turns crimson, shivering* C-christ-
Mime: *Smirks* Oh, I will be winning. *Grins, kissing her gently*
Mime: *Grins, pressing her against the wall*
() Mime: *Picking her up, kissing her chin*
Mime: (MASOCHIST-) *Winces, kissing her *
(^.^ Hiya, loves!) Jubilee: =.= The hell am I doing? *Sewing*
Mime: *Smirks, flipping their positions* Love, you're not getting too far.
Jubilee 17 Brown Pixie cut hair that's flat and straight, amber colored eyes. Tall, around 5'3. Wears thickly black rim glasses. Wears a different...
Mime: If it means me winning, yes. *Grins, playing with her hair*
Mime: *Kissing her deeply, tracing a finger on her stomach* You tell me, love.
Mime: *Smirks, looking down at her* Hey short stuff.
Mime: Make me, Xyriah. *Licks her neck*
Mime: There's a lot you could help me with. *Smirks, kissing her neck*
Mime: *Biting his lip, pulls her closer by her waist*
Mime: *Pulling her back, pinning her against the wall* Who said I was actually going?
Mime: I don't want to get rough, missy.. *Growls, nuzzling her roughly*
Mime: Answer me, What the hell is your damn problem. *Twitches*
Mime: Xyriah! now. *Growls, grabbing her hands* Look at me.
Mime: *Reappearing after her* Xyriah! What the hell!?