Turned out more porny than I'd imagined. But have at:
So. Turns out? There was a spell called Telepathy. Apparently chicken shit found it in a cetra ruin or something.
And Little Miss Bitch Sorceress had handed 'em over to puberty boy (no, that name was never gonna get old) with a perky, "I think you'll get the most out of it, Squall!"
For the record, Seifer was gonna kill her. And Hot Dog boy too.
/Fucking stop it/ he tried to say with an impressive dance of eyebrows and lips as he fidgeted in the fucking chair like some horny teenager.
The smug shit just smirked across the conference table and in Seifer's head Imaginary!Squall licked a wide, wet swathe up Imaginary!Seifer's cock.
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Date: 2010-12-07 03:52 am (UTC)So. Turns out? There was a spell called Telepathy. Apparently chicken shit found it in a cetra ruin or something.
And Little Miss Bitch Sorceress had handed 'em over to puberty boy (no, that name was never gonna get old) with a perky, "I think you'll get the most out of it, Squall!"
For the record, Seifer was gonna kill her. And Hot Dog boy too.
/Fucking stop it/ he tried to say with an impressive dance of eyebrows and lips as he fidgeted in the fucking chair like some horny teenager.
The smug shit just smirked across the conference table and in Seifer's head Imaginary!Squall licked a wide, wet swathe up Imaginary!Seifer's cock.
Motherfucker.