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[teetheyes]

Vnthrifty louelineſſe why doſt thou ſpend,
Vpon thy ſelfe thy beauties legacy?
Natures bequeſt giues nothing but doth lend,
And being franck ſhe lends to thoſe are free:
Then beautious nigard why dooſt thou abuſe,
The bountious largeſſe giuen thee to giue?
Profitles vſerer why dooſt thou vſe
So great a ſumme of ſummes yet can'ſt not liue?
For hauing traffike with thy ſelfe alone,
Thou of thy ſelfe thy ſweet ſelfe doſt deceaue,
Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,
What acceptable Audit can'ſt thou leaue?

Thy vnuſ'd beauty muſt be tomb'd with thee,
Which vſed liues th'executor to be.

Chin up, bitter singles, even Shakespeare got pissed that Marlowe got ass.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[swallows a little reflexively, then sucks back up, grinning around him]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Christ--I feel a little... difference.

[Not really. It all feels great to Cori.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[sucks, his hands on the base of Cori's cock]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Fucking his mouth with some semblance of restraint. It doesn't take long for him to come, low but satisfied groan.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[swallow, and licks his lips, then tucks Cori back in]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Guiding Blue back up for a kiss!]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[gives him a kiss]

Love you, Cori.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Quuiiietly.]

I love you too...

[Still without a gift, arm slipping around his waist.]

So, what about you?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[gets close, sitting next to him]

What about me?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Don't you want me to give you something mind blowing?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'm happy to be with you.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

... Can I give it to you anyway?

[Grabbing the oars to row row row towards the studio.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course you can.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Venice is a lot nicer during Carnivale.

[Casual remark as they reach the studio, unsubmerged whew.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[steps out and foot on the landing]

I've never been.

[offers a hand to Cori]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Stepping out with minimal boat rocking.]

I'll take you if we ever have the chance.

[Unlocking the door.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'd like that.

[goes in first]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Pomegranates and oranges....

[Shutting the door behind them, jacket off, and right away those hands go to disrobe Blue from his reds. Kiss!]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Pomegranates...?

[shrugging off his red vest, pink shirt, shedding the shoes and going for his zipper]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Pome... granates..

[Nod nod, helping Blue with the clothing removal, then a little push onto the bed! His own jeans coming off, sunglasses tossed somewhere or other.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Tongue, tongue.

[kisses him as he moves back onto the bed]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Tongue obliging, kneeling onto the bed, rubbing right between Blue's thighs.]

Mmhm.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Ahh, ahh

[bucks up]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry... I... didn't... get you... a gift.

[Said between kisses, making sure all forms of clothing are removed and littered around them.]

Forgive me?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pulls him up to look him in the eye]

There's nothing to forgive, Cori.

[kiss]