Grab a marker and write something on my muse!
( Anywhere over my muse's body. )
"Really? Very mature."
25. My muse kisses yours for the first time
Dean didn’t know what he was doing, but he wasn’t about to give himself time to get out of it. If he hesitated now, he’d never get to it, and there was nothing he wanted more than to feel her lips on his. Which was strange, but who was he to figh it? Taking a step closer, he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips firmly against Mary’s, his calloused fingers slipping into her long brown hair, letting the soft strands cascade over his flesh as he held her against him.
17. my muse drunk and passed out
Dean knew that he should have stopped, but when did he ever listen to that? He had barely made it to his room before he was on the floor, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he looked up at the ceiling. His bed was inches away, and it wouldn’t take that much to get to it, but that actually included getting up and if he did that, he was sure he’d yack all over the floor. With a small sigh, he closed his eyes and gave up, arm moving to drape over his eyes.
Which means nothing going to get answered until I get my antisocial ass back to the apartment. But leave me things to answer
I’ll generate a number from 1-30Mixture of NSFW and fluff~
send me a ❖ and i’ll generate a number between 1 & 20 to find out
( mixture of angst, nsfw, fluff, etc )
In vivid detail. If I am too embarrassed you win.
but here is my promise to you.
I’ll be back tomorrow to get things done -sticks out pinkie- pinkie promise