Ankyra Sound He took my soul and he washed it in a whiskey river
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Ooc — Jitterwater
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Fade?


Laying and panting wasn't the most attractive sight, but Firefly didn't need to worry about appealing to Rosalyn's vanity. They were the same. They'd seen life, fought through whatever bad shit had come their way, and come out the other side with equal measures of ugliness. But this moment wasn't an ugly one. For a split second, as she touched him so softly, he thought of how bizarre the tenderness felt coming from her. Firefly took a deep breath and relaxed where he was, basking in her company for as long as she'd let him. Whether she got up first or if he left her - it didn't matter. The moments spun together and blurred, now that the point of their union was complete.
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RE: He took my soul and he washed it in a whiskey river - by RIP Firefly - February 21, 2019, 01:06 PM