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Um... Hi, I guess. So something about me... Heh, I'm 19 years old bookworm, wizard living in Idris. There, in my room is a wardrobe that leads to Narnia and… Have I mentioned dragons on garden? (Oh and... Don't bother looking for TARDIS, it's second in future xD) |
“Kiss my ass, Rath Roiben Rye.”
He grabbed her by the arm before she even saw him move. He threw her forward. She shrieked. Her hand and knee connected hard with the stone floor. She looked up, half expecting to see the gleam of a sword, but instead he pulled her jeans hard at the waistband and pressed his mouth against the exposed swell of her hip.
Again, this is not mine. (I really can´t draw.) But… I can ´t help myself and have to put it there. :D