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He pushed her down gently and kissed her harder, starting to work his hands under her top. |
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Kayla shrugged out of it as she yanked a little harder than necassary on his shirt |
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Instead of just tugging on his shirt, she tugged him down, Gale barely catching himself before tugging it off. "My gosh, gonna rip it off-literally." He mused, tossing it aside before continuing. |
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"Whoops" She muttered, kissing him harder |
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He kissed her back, breaking away only for a second. "Damn," Gale mumbled under his breath, continuing. |
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Kayla just siled and kissed him harer |
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Gale fell behind, her overpowering him quickly. |
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Gale just looked at her with a 'really?' expression. "With you its like im a worm and you're a hawk." |
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"At least i'm not the worm..." She teased, pecking his lips. "So do I win?" |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
