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“You’re funny.” Her voice is soft, tender in Samarie’s ear, and then she feels rather than sees Marina pause. “Well. If I stop to think about it for more than a second, it’s more sad than funny, but still.”
Then Marina’s hands drop to hers, gently guiding her hands back up to cradle the length of her back once more. “You can touch me, y'know.”
Samarie is scared to breathe for fear this will all go horribly wrong, clutching onto Marina like a lifeline. Fingers splayed, soaking up every inch of warmth she can. She watches her, the beautiful, radiant smile spilling out of her face, thinking that there’s surely been some mistake. This can’t be for her.
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Marina is a bedraggled university student, whose life is perfectly boring and mundane.
Until one night, she finds a girl covered in blood on her front porch-- and an unlikely sort of friendship forms.
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02 Jul 2026
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Again. And again. Cross continued to press no further than what felt like mere millimeters into him. He wasn’t even breaching the folds of his inner lips at this point! If anything it felt like he was growing more and more shallow as time went on- if that was even possible at this point. Was he really that intent on making him beg? No way.
Killer squirmed once more, arching his back to press into Cross in a silent plea, desperate for more. The action usually spurred the soldier on yet he was doing everything but the norm this time around. He groaned into his fist, biting into the fabric of his fingerless gloves when it brought nothing more than Cross’s pulling away and backing off for the umpteenth time.
It wasn’t uncommon for Killer to tease the group’s easiest member: grinding on him in the common area, just-so-happening to be nude every time Cross came to his room, whispering sweet nothings into the side of his skull while casually tracing the outline of his bulge, all while Cross begged every deity imaginable to please- please- let him focus on whatever task he was supposed to be doing. For Killer it was a fun little game. For Cross it was hell, and what Killer did next was just crossing the line.
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22 Jun 2026
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Pav plays with Levi on the train.
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15 Jun 2026
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No respect for the man who shot the Kaiser.
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15 Jun 2026
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"I don't know," he said. "I don't know you yet."
"Do you believe in the regular Bremen army?"
"Not at all."
Pav laughed.
"Very wise."Bookmarked by Awadecoco
15 Jun 2026