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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | She catches me off guard and immediately presses her lips against mine. On her tongue there’s a faint scent of cream and milk, and as I pull back there’s nostalgic reminiscence of a former childhood addiction. “You taste like chocolate.” She presents a heart shaped box filled with them and presses it against my chest. I watch as she crosses her arms and closes her face onto mine, just about to open her mouth to speak. “Well Happy Valentines Day then.” She says in a low whisper. And I kiss her again. __________________________________________________ _______________ Wixern’s story just reminded me it was rose’s day; I felt the urge to contribute, sorry if I stole your idea. But don't worry, it's not as good as yours. |
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