The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Her skin was so damn smooth. Whether it was his hands or his mouth that felt it, he was entranced. Dipper reveled in touching her—fingers along her sides, lips tracing the line from her ear to her shoulder. And Paz…fuck, the sounds she made, from little whimpers and sighs to outright moans…it drove him wild.
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- Part 1 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Dipper raised his hands to her thighs and yanked her to him. She landed in his lap with a grunt but wrapped her arms around his shoulders and slowly pressed her torso to him, both shuddering.
“Slower, Dipper,” Paz whispered breathlessly when he pulled away and began to tug hastily at her shirt.
“I can’t,” he breathed as it passed over her head. “I can’t right now.”
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- Part 2 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Thrills of arousal snaked through her. His touch, late at night, always did that. Her eyes dropped to his mouth as her own parted with a breath of desire. She finally turned on her side, tucking her left arm under herself, and placed a gentle hand to the back of his neck. His eyebrows twitched—he was slowly coming awake.
“Dipper,” she breathed, nearly silent. “Touch me more.”
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- Part 3 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Jaw set, Paz shifted her legs so that one crossed over the other, looking for some relief. She guessed she must be ovulating, because there was no other reason for her to have been ogling Dipper all day. Thinking about all the filthy things he could do to her if she only just asked. But they’d argued the day before, and she didn’t want to give in to her stupid body while she was still pissed.
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- Part 4 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Even in her sleep, her hips searched for his hand...She was sleeping soundly, face slightly pinched as her body moved languidly. He thought she might be dreaming by the way her eyes darted under her lids. Was she dreaming of him? Doing this to her?
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- Part 5 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Pacifica clamped her mouth shut just before a squeak could slip out. She hadn’t meant to walk in on Dipper. Headphones in, she didn’t hear the sound of the shower. But now she stood in the crack of the bathroom entrance, eyes locked with him through the glass of the shower door.
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- Part 6 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Paz was beginning to pant. He moved to her side, brushing her bangs off her forehead and feeling the near-feverish temperature of her skin. “Paz, are you sure you’re okay?” he murmured. “Was it the chocolate? You’re not allergic to anything, are you?”
With hazy eyes, Paz looked over at him, lips parted and flushed. “Dipper,” she whispered, her tongue moving so slowly it sounded like cotton was in her mouth.
“Pacifica,” he tried again firmly, “are you allergic to anything?”
She shook her head. “No,” she murmured, “not allergic.” Then a smile, adoring and sensual, spread across her face as her eyes roamed over him. “You look good.”
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- Part 7 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse
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Dipper had gotten way too egotistical. His laugh was soft, joyful and mocking at the same time. Maybe it was that combination that convinced her to allow him to continue this debased sexual behavior.
(Please read note at the beginning before you fully proceed)
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- Part 8 of The Acta Sanctorum Verse