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Lucille smiled and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck once more. "I should take away your kissing privileges for that one... but I'll be nice..." she murmured and kept kissing him. |
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Lucille Hawthorne -
Lucille kept kissing him, getting lost in it. It wasn't long before Lucille tucked her hand under his shirt and felt along his abs with one hand. She kept the other around his neck as she continued to kiss him. |
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leim smiled in the kiss but kept it going |
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Lucille Hawthorne -
Lucille grinned into the kiss, but kept kissing him, her fingers dancing along his abs. |
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he kept kissing her when he heard the bell and broke it |
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Lucille jumped a bit at the sound of the bell, but quickly remembered where they were. "Its lunch. Do you wanna go, or stay?" |
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"are you hungry and not just for me " he smirked |
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Lucille shook her head. "I'm not hungry." she said. "What about you?" |
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"nope so we both agree on staying here but we do have to make an appearance in like 30 minutes" |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
