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William T. Spears ([personal profile] death_glare) wrote in [community profile] thedispatch2019-11-23 08:55 pm

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William dropped down from his horse. It had been a long ride - from London straight down to the southern coast of England. But he'd barely stopped, only doing so when his horse refused to go further without rest and water. But each time, William did little more than tap his foot anxiously, trying to focus on anything but his thoughts of what happened the day before.

But now that he'd arrived, there was nothing else to distract him. The horse was forgotten as he walked towards where the English Channel extended out to what seemed like eternity. With the thick fog of the early morning, there was no telling just what was out there. William's breath was shaky as his gaze then drifted down. Beachy Head, a beautiful site for some, with the tall cliff towering over the shore line below. But for him, this day, it was his enemy - or perhaps his closes friend. Whichever the case, he was terrified.
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[personal profile] untodeath 2020-02-02 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Between sweet sighs, she runs over his neck, nuzzles at and kisses him. Her kids have lulled to a close, but that doesn't last once he coaxes her into that more intimate embrace.

Looking between her eyes, a corner if her lips just barely twinges into a smile. ]


Me too.
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[personal profile] untodeath 2020-02-02 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Drawing a deep breath through her nostrils, she exhales a pleasured hum. It does leave her wondering if he'd changed his mind, and it certainly feels wonderful to be like this... Perhaps, she thinks, he must move things along at his own speed. ]

You wouldn't hear any complaints from me... [ She mutters against his lips, a bit breathy. ]
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[personal profile] untodeath 2020-02-03 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ The redhead's hands knead along his shoulders and arms, strength lessening as he lures her into slumber. Her body doesn't resist him in the slightest, as she breathes a soft I love you. ]