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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 17, 2011 9:15:57 GMT -8
"God...." he sighed, "I'll stay and figure out some excuse in the morning."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 17, 2011 18:21:12 GMT -8
Running a paw along his arm, Mistoffelees sighed. "Do you think we'll ever be able to work it out where you can just stay?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 17, 2011 20:31:02 GMT -8
The mottled tom kept his gaze focused on the ceiling, but he shook his head, "I'm afraid that as far as I can see the answer's no."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 17, 2011 22:16:23 GMT -8
"Ever?" Mistoffelees asked, voice small. "Not every night, but nights."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 17, 2011 22:47:29 GMT -8
"Not for a while, love. The press is still too attentive."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 17, 2011 23:00:40 GMT -8
One of the smaller tom's ears flickered at that endearment. "I know that," he murmured. "But, in a year. In three. In ten."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 17, 2011 23:20:39 GMT -8
"I hope so. Sooner than that, hopefully." Coricopat finally turned his gaze from the ceiling, leaning down and kissing the tip of Mistoffelees' ear.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 17, 2011 23:46:14 GMT -8
Mistoffelees tilted his head up, capturing Coricopat's mouth in a kiss. "Someday," he murmured.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 18, 2011 0:49:47 GMT -8
Coricopat purred softly, leaning down into the kiss, "We'll make it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 18, 2011 16:54:37 GMT -8
"Yeah," he said, rolling over on top of the other. "We will." He leaned down and kissed him again. "For now, we have this."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 18, 2011 22:32:03 GMT -8
Coricopat blinked at that move before grinning up at his lover, "Yes, and for now it shall do."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2011 11:19:47 GMT -8
Sighing softly, Mitsoffelees kissed him again rather than think about it.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 17:13:48 GMT -8
The taller cat pressed up into the kiss, one arm wrapping around Misto's waist to pull him closer. He was more than willing to let thoughts of the arrangement slip away, they would still be there later.
[End Thread]
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