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Sweet as candy, this one is.

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The guests have all gone home.

They were stowing away empty bottles and trash out back. Well, at least, Adam did. Kate, drunk, had taken to dancing — arms raised up delicately, looking to all the world as if she were in a high court ball.

She disliked tidying up when she has had liquor in her. “Adam, dear,” she started, the hem of her cocktail dress fluttering behind her. “Why, under the stars, the sky and the night so pretty, should we be so disposed in such menial tasks, when we could engage in a thousand things more bawdy than scutwork that could be left for the morrow?” Inebriation also made her speak like a high born lady that — she would explain — she, in fact, was.

“Because the last time you convinced me to leave it for “the morrow”, you woke up to mice in the kitchen and started screaming about rats the size of cats,” he said, as he tended the heap of garbage.

She swirled towards him. “A lady does not scream, sir.” She grinned. “I merely beckoned for aid in a more perceptible fashion.”

“You beckoned for aid in my ear.”

“And you so swooped in gallantly with your broom and banished the foul creatures to the cracks they sprang from! A mighty deed! Truly, a clear affirmation that I, the Lady Kate, have your love undying.”

She stopped short in front of him, and furrowed her brows. “I do have your love, don’t I?”

Adam looked at her questioningly. “Of course.”

“Undyingly?”

“M’lady,” he intoned. “As sure as the sun will rise in —”

“Hold my hair up then.”

“What?”

“Quickly!”

He did, and Kate, under the stars, the sky and the night so pretty, emptied her insides unto the ground, grass, and his left shoe.

“Now,” she said a bit worriedly, wiping her mouth with the hem of her dress. “Do you still do?”

Adam chuckled. “Of course, m’lady.”

She slapped his arm and said, “Could you prove it, perhaps?”

“Well, I could kiss you.”

“Adam, if you’d believe I’d permit you in the state that I’m in, you’ve —”

He took her in his arms and kissed her forehead.

Kate mumbled something incomprehensible.

They stayed that way a few more moments before Adam lifted her in his arms and carried her in.

She was fast asleep before they reached the door.

Awww… now that’s love. :)

“Saaaaaaaaaave meeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Saaaaaaaaaave meeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Gah, my inner goth wishes to live here.

Gah, my inner goth wishes to live here.

It’s a treat to be kissed, even goodbye.
– Spawn of the North
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SICK TRACK! Impossible not to go out of your fuckin’ mind to this track.

Lil Jon’s “I Do” (Pance Party Remix)

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Triple chocolate pudding


*drool*

prettytasty:

omgsexyfood:

Triple chocolate pudding

*drool*

Sweet as candy, this one is.
"It’s a treat to be kissed, even goodbye."

SICK TRACK! Impossible not to go out of your fuckin’ mind to this track.

Lil Jon’s “I Do” (Pance Party Remix)

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