Letter to the universe.

[sweetsalome]

    To whom it may concern,

            I respectfully refuse this as monday morning.  I don't like it, and I don't want it, please take it back and give it to me in a couple of days.  Whoever thought, that was a long enough weekend is clearly on something, and I don't like it.  Please don't make me go to school.

I hate you mondays.  Sooooo hard.

Salome.

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[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Very long day. Too many meetings. I think my brain melted.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Uh-oh! Put your hands over your ears so your brains don't leak out!

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*He puts his hands over his ears.* Now what?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Cupping his cheeks, she kisses his mouth lightly. I love you.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*He moves her hands to his ears.* I like that better. You can hold my brain in while I kiss you. *He returns her kiss, nibbling on her bottom lip.*

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Mmmm, I can do that. Grinning, she moves their hands to his ears while she kisses back, moaning softly.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*His eyes are a little mischievous.* Now my brain will stay in, but that means you will have to go everywhere with me to keep it in.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Everywhere?! That's a lot of places, are you sure you want me to follow you around everywhere? Pressing close she starts to nibble on his throat, soft, open mouth kisses there.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I want you everywhere with me. Now you have to come with me. *He bares his throat for her.*

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

She continues to kiss over his throat, her body tight against his. I'll follow you anywhere.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

You will probably have tie your hands to my ears during the meetings. You will probably fall asleep.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Can I fall asleep on your lap? Put my head on your shoulder?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

That would be wonderful. I could get through a meeting with you in my lap.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Oh, see, now I am having dirty thoughts about all that. Nips lightly right under his ear.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

My brains are more than happy to be in that place. *He gently takes her jaw in his hand and gently nibbles her lower lip.*

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Groans softly, stretching her neck out so he can have whatever part he wants. I'll sit on your lap in a short skirt, think of it as easy access.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*It's his turn to groan as he can imagine her sitting in her tiny skirt in company meetings.* They will be the best meetings ever.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

It will be a test to see if we can both be quiet enough to get away with something. Nips at his earlobe. With all those people watching you. . .

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I will most likely fail. I do not think I could keep that quiet with you. You make me feel so good that I cannot be quiet.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

You kept quiet in the club. You liked fooling around in the club, didn't you? Fingers slide down his chest slowly.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

True, I did manage that, but I cannot do that too often. And, I have to be truthful, I really do not desire to. I want the world to know how much you turn me on. *He's watching her fingers.*

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Smirking, she slides the palm of her hand over the front of his slacks. Do I turn you on, really? Is that why you have such a difficult time keeping your hands off me? I think you should prove it, boy.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*His hands slide around her waist and over her ass.* You always turn me on, sun goddess. I am like a sunflower, always turning for you. Do you feel me? *He rubs against her and he's definitely hard.* You are like the air. I have to have you to live.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Mmm I like you nice and hard for me. She uses her body and hand to rub his cock through his slacks. I think I would like you better down on your knees, boy. Your head between my legs.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro folds gracefully down to his knees, sitting on them Japanese style. He rubs his cheek against her thigh, then turns and kisses each one. Then his tongue drags up one until he's nuzzling her pussy. He kisses her, then his tongue laps lazily over her.*