Post by Sprite on Dec 10, 2008 17:27:12 GMT -5
'He could be getting it in the butt'
He had to use all his will power to keep from laughing at that. It was not only the way she said it but the phrasing she chose. He kept a straight face and even managed a scowl. As a joke, he thought it was funny, but on a serious level he had no clue what to think. I mean, Roran would never do that sort of thing with a male, would he? "Only if it's rape." he said aloud partly to himself but also to Janel. He was completely ignoring Karen at this momet and would refuse to accept her existance.
"His room?" Why the heck hadn't he looked there? It was such an obvious place. Oh right, he had to tell them where it was. "Up the elevator, second floor, the first door on the....left." he told them. He had to think about it for a moment, but hopefully he was apt in giving instructions. Some pokemon couldn't tell their lefts and rights so he could have messed up there. "I don't know the second floor too well. I live up on the fourth floor." He was planning on tagging along behind them. Why was he even looking for Roran in the first place?
Meanwhile, Roran was upstairs. "What kind of people?" Suddenly he found himself pinned down, his lips suddenly feeling on fire again. He loved it and hated it at the same time. It was so pleasurable, but he kinda hated the fact he was addicted to this feeling so much. He didn't want to be a Quilaholic. Was it bad to feel this way? Roran moved his body slight so that he was starting to backwards. Somehow he suddenly found himself under Quil, Quil still pinning him down and kissing him like a mad man [slight pp?]. Roran's back was begining to slid down from the side of the tub to the top of the seat. He was going under.
[[very undescriptive, but whatev. I replied. Sorry if it's too confusing.]]
He had to use all his will power to keep from laughing at that. It was not only the way she said it but the phrasing she chose. He kept a straight face and even managed a scowl. As a joke, he thought it was funny, but on a serious level he had no clue what to think. I mean, Roran would never do that sort of thing with a male, would he? "Only if it's rape." he said aloud partly to himself but also to Janel. He was completely ignoring Karen at this momet and would refuse to accept her existance.
"His room?" Why the heck hadn't he looked there? It was such an obvious place. Oh right, he had to tell them where it was. "Up the elevator, second floor, the first door on the....left." he told them. He had to think about it for a moment, but hopefully he was apt in giving instructions. Some pokemon couldn't tell their lefts and rights so he could have messed up there. "I don't know the second floor too well. I live up on the fourth floor." He was planning on tagging along behind them. Why was he even looking for Roran in the first place?
Meanwhile, Roran was upstairs. "What kind of people?" Suddenly he found himself pinned down, his lips suddenly feeling on fire again. He loved it and hated it at the same time. It was so pleasurable, but he kinda hated the fact he was addicted to this feeling so much. He didn't want to be a Quilaholic. Was it bad to feel this way? Roran moved his body slight so that he was starting to backwards. Somehow he suddenly found himself under Quil, Quil still pinning him down and kissing him like a mad man [slight pp?]. Roran's back was begining to slid down from the side of the tub to the top of the seat. He was going under.
[[very undescriptive, but whatev. I replied. Sorry if it's too confusing.]]