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WHO: Dakota Moss and Mutt Williams
WHERE: Their apartment
WHEN: Late Afternoon/Early evening
RATING: TBA (with these two? I don't even want to think about ratings o.O)
STATUS: In Progress
So Mutt had moved in with little miss Dakota in her little one bedroom apartment. Hey. She was a well behaved girl most of the time and actually hadn't tried anything except when Mutt slept she'd sometimes play with whatever she could get her hands on of his. It was some sick addiction that she had, she even found herself playing with his switchblade the one day, just opening it and closing it. It was nice to have someone in bed with her, different but nice. It wasn't the guy that was going to be gone the next morning type of thing which was way better than what she expected. He was staying. It didn't take her too long to convince him, after all there was some weird flirtation thing between the two of them. Perhaps a mutal attraction to one another?
They'd stayed up the night before talking and watching movies, throwing popcorn at each other and playing around, so they'd slept clear into the afternoon. Dakota woke up and stretched a bit before slipping out of bed and taking a shower. She figured he'd sleep longer anyway, to which she was right. When she got out and dried off he was still asleep in the bed, which made her smirk a little bit. He kinda looked angelic when he slept. Peaceful, which was something different than his smart ass self he normally was. She liked it though, she wasn't going to complain. She decided since she was hungry, she might as well make him something to, so sh emade french toast with cinnamon. She could cook, it was one thing she knew how to do right and not fuck up. She took a plate with some in and then climbed on top of him, setting the plate down to the side of the bed.
"Hey handsome. Wake up." She muttered and leaned down and kissed his ear, nuzzling her nose against his ear gently.
WHERE: Their apartment
WHEN: Late Afternoon/Early evening
RATING: TBA (with these two? I don't even want to think about ratings o.O)
STATUS: In Progress
So Mutt had moved in with little miss Dakota in her little one bedroom apartment. Hey. She was a well behaved girl most of the time and actually hadn't tried anything except when Mutt slept she'd sometimes play with whatever she could get her hands on of his. It was some sick addiction that she had, she even found herself playing with his switchblade the one day, just opening it and closing it. It was nice to have someone in bed with her, different but nice. It wasn't the guy that was going to be gone the next morning type of thing which was way better than what she expected. He was staying. It didn't take her too long to convince him, after all there was some weird flirtation thing between the two of them. Perhaps a mutal attraction to one another?
They'd stayed up the night before talking and watching movies, throwing popcorn at each other and playing around, so they'd slept clear into the afternoon. Dakota woke up and stretched a bit before slipping out of bed and taking a shower. She figured he'd sleep longer anyway, to which she was right. When she got out and dried off he was still asleep in the bed, which made her smirk a little bit. He kinda looked angelic when he slept. Peaceful, which was something different than his smart ass self he normally was. She liked it though, she wasn't going to complain. She decided since she was hungry, she might as well make him something to, so sh emade french toast with cinnamon. She could cook, it was one thing she knew how to do right and not fuck up. She took a plate with some in and then climbed on top of him, setting the plate down to the side of the bed.
"Hey handsome. Wake up." She muttered and leaned down and kissed his ear, nuzzling her nose against his ear gently.