West End offers a nice collection of couples poses as Cosmopolitan, but it’s a bi-weekly event, so you need to hurry and go get ’em! I featured the first two in another post, and now Akifox and Zelkitty are back with more of their sugary sweet first love!
What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you; On Helen’s cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new: Speak of the spring and foison of the year; The one doth shadow of your beauty show, The other as your bounty doth appear; And you in every blessed shape we know. In all external grace you have some part, But you like none, none you, for constant heart. ~ William Shakespeare, “Sonnet 53”
So Jihye and I invaded KOREA Town for this picture, and the residents were very gracious to let us stand there like goofs to take pictures. First, if you missed the barberyumyum hair from last week’s FLF, OMGHOWCOULDYOU?! It’s so cute! But let’s take a moment to check out Jihye’s purse and shoes I’m wearing, but those are even cuter! The bag and shoes come in different colors or you can just snag the fatpack and have ’em all! So please enjoy our adorableness and remember, as BTOB warns, “You always have to be careful with girls. You can’t split them in half and take one, man.”
“My parents aren’t home,” she said in a secretive whisper, leading him into her bedroom. He chuckled richly at not just her tone, but the blush upon her cheeks. He knew what she wanted. They’d been playing this game for several months, cat-and-mousing.
It had taken a great deal of courage to walk him into her bedroom, knowing they were alone. Timidity took over the moment those eyes gazed at her, his need a tangible thing in that look. “Let’s take it slow,” he murmured, pulling her down to the floor with him. “I just want to hold you. You’re so warm…”
As her body relaxed, his finger explored more of her flesh, where he could reach. He never touched her inappropriately, knowing she’d flee like a skittish deer flushed from a clearing by a strange noise. “You’re still cold,” she said with some worry, always concerned about his health. “It’s all right. I just take a while to warm up once inside.” “Oh. Okay. Well, stay close then…”
She likes the way his bandages felt against her skin. He said his line of work was responsible for the perpetual finger wounds requiring them being wrapped, and the tape was just part of his allure now. Electric trickles of pleasure awoke a bravery she didn’t know she had, and he soon found her pivoting to steal a kiss.
He only pecked her lips sweetly, grinning when her face twisted in a frustrated pout. He gave her another one, and then another, but the teasing kisses only seemed to make her needier for his attention. Feeding off the residual bravery, she moved suddenly to straddle his lap, teasing his facial piercings with her fingers, intent upon taking the deeper kiss she desired.
He was greatly amused by the sudden bursts of bravado and he allowed her some moments of playfulness before turning the tables. Dropping back to the floor, he dragged her with him, chaotic mess of arms and legs until they settled against one another. “You were saying?” he taunted her.
She smiled at his coy remark, but then her face smoothed out as she pulled her against his chest, resting her head over his heart. She couldn’t tell if it was his or her heart pounding inside her head. “I was saying…that I’m really glad you’re here.” His face lost its humor, blue eyes suddenly lambent with her heart-felt confession.
He moved with a speed that wasn’t normal and lifted her with an ease that belied his trim frame, and it was too sudden for her process those supernatural qualities before he laid her on the bed, following quickly. Was it going to happen? Now? She was nervous, and the blush consumed her cheeks and neck, but when his lips began to feather over her neck, instinct kicked in. She pressed her head back into the pillow and sighed deeply, with such contentment. Closing her eyes, she submitted her body to him without a word and, in her blind lust, failed to see the fangs elongating beyond his lips…
Lookit that widdle face on the shirt! I know it’s not new, but it’s new to me! And I totally started singing, “C is for cookie, dat’s good enough for meeee!” Though, honestly, it looks more like a goth Elmo. Tickle Me Emo? Bahahahahahaha!
head.to.toe (r)M Hair, No.53’17 *NEW* AMERIE M – Boston frame glasses AMITOMO / Me like yuh GACHA / M / 9 Outfit M.BIRDIE / Leah look-shoes