Moments like this,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!
No sorry, I'm singing like a perfect idiot while listening to J-music blaring, and my neighbors look out their windows to look bad.
The heat to your head, yes.
And then, perhaps, mièpassatoilbloccodellascrittrice .
Shhhh ...
I have the plot for a SasuNaru SakuIno and in a historical AU, where the guest star this time is Orochimaru-sama (for me even more devious and slippery of Madara), and I'm thinking of some ItaSaku for another contest.
And tonight I also read SasuNaru Wari, e. .. mièpiaciuta . For a moment I thought I threw up and then I would come into convulsions and bumps appeared all over the body, but it was not the case. I laughed, and perhaps even with tears. I liked it, yes.
Oh, and I decided that I am after two (poetry found on the website of Stefania Patruno voice actress), I will learn even the monologue that has suni , my personal myth , ficwriter the ultimate probably the first time and a description of the lovemaking in general.
Why yes, it burns so much so, and cry. Tanto.
The place here to make you read, and I do not for profit: it is a kind of homage towards him, a piece of soul to share with you poor souls who hang out on my blog.
And I leave you with this.
Mayumi \u0026lt;3
"Walking through the door of the room without knowing how, with his feet and legs seem to lead to rigid, yet it seems to fly. Leave the hand of those fingers close, narrow, twisted, and not to breathe for fear and joy, have blurred vision but no tears from the pure euphoria that seems to liquid and back and traveled by shivering as waves. It is impossible to explain this to Ino, there are no words. You can not explain that Sasuke's kimono falls to the ground, the transparency of its unusual look and the black cabinet that looks less impenetrable than usual. You can not explain the feeling of her skin - so light, it seems that the clouds - under your fingers, pull off the embarrassment of feeling clumsy hand clothes, which in a loose button tremble, and feel my cheeks blush, scalding, when his eyes will glide on and look like a lightweight fabric that runs on every inch of the body. But shame takes time to see him smile, her smile is so made that nothing can go wrong. The feeling of absolute safety, you can not explain to Ino. Although there is the fear that he'll be fine, he's Sasuke. Do not expect a life at all, Ino. You can not explain the outcome of every gesture and curiosity, fear, inadequacy in the looks that reflected the end is almost laugh and look away because it is not the time to get a laugh - that Sasuke always know how. Or explain the feeling of his fingers, his lips, everywhere, almost at random, as if he did not know quite what to do with it but he needed them to get anywhere, or the moment when we must dare and defy terror now overwhelmed by the strange languor and it is true that it hurts, but it is a disease that lasts one minute and then forgotten. And maybe that's something I will remember for a lifetime, the first time you have one inside the other. It is not the best time, but when it does not know you can still hear the moans and hoarse like the music of the gods. You can not explain to the Ino and feel breathless burst in for a long dreamed of happiness. Not even the broken breath and exhaustion blessed to stay left on the bed later, and you know, Ino, has hidden and not know that I noticed but he had tears in my eyes and it did not take long to understand why . Did not know him, that there is something like this, because if you spend a lifetime walking next to death can not even imagine that there is something so incredible and infinitely deep as love. He did not know, Sasuke, that life sometimes is just beautiful. Itachi has forgotten to tell him.
is not the best time, and even the second, third and fourth make it better scream, and Ino, the fifth, sixth and all others after you can not describe. Replaces the complicity, confidence and a certain recklessness, and it is true, you do so everywhere on the bed, table, against the walls, on the kitchen in the middle of the carrots for dinner in the courtyard, among trees in the forest, against the logs, the floor, the office of the sensei in the lake on the roof inside the sleeping bag without breathing because Kakashi and Naruto are five feet away. You might not ever stop or fight all the time because after it is more exciting.
Or want to tell you how to wake up the neighbors first time, having told the house of a two-day mission to stay with him, and open your eyes, morning, Sasuke. You can not tell, so, with the banal words, the burst in his stomach to find beyond his eyelids, her face softened by sleep, a little 'swollen, surrounded by hair. The sheet was like a veil of light, soaked rays of sunlight that penetrated the window, and Sasuke was asleep but he tried his hand in his sleep the next body heat. You can not explain the happiness that sometimes goes beyond imagination.
Here, Ino. "
Until the last word, the last comma and the last point, it's all owned by suni .
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