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1) koulaine + 17 | poison (annapantsu's cover)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWvv...
2) lemon futon + 27 | my demons (caleb hyles' cover)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOHx...
#bsd #koulaine #lemonfuton
So far beyond difficult To resist another gulp Come to think about it, something she had done so quite a few times, putting an end to whatever that was would be the best for both parties involved; of that Kôyô had no doubt. And yet, both kept seeking each other’s company. Well, ‘company’ might not be a full-fledged euphemism, but also didn’t properly explain their relationship at all. Long story short, Verlaine and her interacting in pretty much any context which didn’t involve official mafia work always ended up in sparring, a makeout session that most times than not went way further than that… or both, usually but not exclusively in that order. So there they were once again, with him being the one straddling her over the bed for a slight change, in the process of untying her obi before she grabbed the lapels of his jacket and pulled Verlaine closer for a kiss. “Do your best,” Kôyô said right after, as the obi’s knot got fully undone and she got rid of his jacket. “Or I might stop visiting.” “I could say the same, you know?” As it usually happened, since taunting each other like that was how their previous quarrels tended to die down. Or escalate as they got intimate, that was a possibility too. “Since you wouldn’t enter here anyway if I don’t want to.” Anyway, both talked just to talk, to get a reaction out of the other, and she knew that; if there was a constant between them, it was how getting entangled was going to be the end result no matter what. I need your help, I can’t fight this forever I know you’re watching, I can feel you out there Katai was trembling, both due to cold and fear; struggling to breath and with his teeth clattering, moving seemed like a titanic task right then and there, so it stood to reason he was going to remain there till he could either put himself together or someone came to his aid. And the possibility of any of them happening in a short term timeframe were… … Apparently higher than he had expected, given how barely a moment after thinking exactly that, Katai felt the familiar warmth of his futon being wrapped over his shoulders. Then, when he had the cloth secured by clutching onto it for dear life with one hand, the other got swiftly grabbed by the person who had helped him, guiding him away in a quick but easy to follow pace. Also, surprisingly enough, the relief striking his whole body didn’t wash away when he finally noticed who said person was: No other than the Port Mafia’s volatile bomber-- well. As if he didn’t know him by name at that point. “You looked like you needed an exit.” Kajii said, technically unprompted. But Katai was sure the question was written all over his face. “So I’m providing! Besides, no offense, but you’re not made for being at the front like, at all.” Despite everything, Katai laughed a little. “None taken, it’s true.”
January 3, 2025 at 3:39 PM