Faster Than Light | Goodbye Joel |
- Goodbye Joel
- Perfect Engi B Flagship Fight
- Finally won using krestel, this hateful ship.
- Be aware, FTL is leaving PC game pass on the 16th
- 10th jump on a Fed B run and these are the weapons I got as gift. Life is good.
- Last Remains Chapter 6
Posted: 06 Jan 2021 06:42 AM PST
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Posted: 06 Jan 2021 06:45 PM PST
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Finally won using krestel, this hateful ship. Posted: 06 Jan 2021 08:05 PM PST
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Be aware, FTL is leaving PC game pass on the 16th Posted: 06 Jan 2021 05:05 PM PST
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10th jump on a Fed B run and these are the weapons I got as gift. Life is good. Posted: 06 Jan 2021 10:29 AM PST
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Posted: 06 Jan 2021 05:39 PM PST Hi guys! Last Remains won both categories for romance and smut so thank you for any support! I don't have much to say this time, so let's get on with it. ----- Chapter 6: That Which You Have Shown Me, Is Neither Silver Nor Gold This time, Pell fixated on his big jacket buttons in earnest. Seinen stared at her with amusement as his jacket became unbuttoned at last. He had a teasing glint in his eyes. "Was that so hard?" "Oh, it was unbearable." Seinen chuckled as he pressed his forehead to Pell's and gave a relaxed shrug. "I'll let it slide, just this once." The jacket slid off as he spoke, and the corner of his lips quirked up in amusement as it did. Without ceremony or care, he crumpled it into a ball and tossed it to his chair. His crisp white dress shirt stood out, bright in the dark room, reflecting the cool blues of the light that slid across the walls. The light shifted as he leaned forward and resumed unbuttoning Pell's jacket, eyes never leaving her as she leaned back on her hands to let him work the clasps apart. Seinen delicately slipped the jacket off her shoulders. He ran work-roughened fingers across every inch of her exposed skin. Pell shivered at the touch, burying her face into the crook of his neck as her fingers glided to his shirt. Seinen felt warm lips press against his skin in distracting contrast to the cool air; it sent goosebumps across his chest. Her mouth traced along his neck with excruciating patience. He tilted his head, granting her more access as nimble fingers dropped warmth upon him only to move to the next spot, leaving an ache for that ardor to return. As she made quick work of the remaining buttons, Seinen's hands traced lines up her body from hips to chest. He gave an insistent nudge to her shoulder that had her willingly lift her arms as his hands returned to the hem of her shirt. Pell's eyes squeezed shut in anticipation. In one smooth motion, Seinen removed it, leaving some of her hair mussed from static. "Finally," Seinen breathed. He loosened his tie and tossed it aside. Taking advantage of the moment, Pell dragged the shirt from his shoulders, the crisp fabric drifting abandoned to the floor. ----- The full chapter can be found here Have a nice day! [link] [comments] |
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