http://haro-and-firing.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] haro-and-firing.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] srwug_alpha_rp 2012-04-27 01:34 am (UTC)

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Lockon smile, and sort of flopped over, pulling Allelujah with him, so they where laying on the bed, facing each other. The smell of clean linens and whiskey, mixed with the scent of shampoo, and the delicate smell of man.

"Then I won't." A hand came down Allelujah back, resting on waist, Lockon looked down at him, smirking. He wanted to say something, to try and explain this weird feeling, but words where becoming hard to come by, everything muddled in his brain, and all her could hear was the thumping of his heart in his ears. Lockon had never wanted a man in his arms before, but something about this couldn't even compare to the way it felt to hold a woman. Allelujah was strong, and dangerous, and beautiful, and frightening. He was so much more than any woman could ever be. And to top it off, they where a team. Maybe fate had brought them together for a reason.

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