nsfw, mild violence, series-based,

indpendent, selective, private

audrey horne

narrated by rayann

eastern time zone

she / her | slow reply

twin peaks series-based please read rules before ineracting

est. decemeber 2016

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why do you like eating a girl out?

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the sounds. the way she whimpers. the way she brings it up back to my mouth when i stop. the broken moans. hearing her breathing get harder & feeling her legs shake. when she looks down at me as i look up at her and she bites her lip, my gosh. the way her back arches. the way she grinds her clit on my tongue. the death grip on my head right before she cums and her legs give out. the way she pulls me back up & tastes herself on my lips.

        I feel like I’ve swallowed a cloudy sky.
» Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart  (via yidan) «

◜★◞┆ ━  BRYCE.

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ear to ear grin ,   boyish at the surface ,   yet the crinkling of his nose could be read as either overzealous or a conniving snarl .   look past the charm and reveal a hateful student ,   masquerading as snarking teen .   perhaps the mask is held down with superglue and duct - tape  .   maybe it’s even made of paper .   he’ll flash the charm .   “   maybe you’ll think LIBERTY is an upgrade from your last school .   maybe the dreamkillers will be a brand of saint for you .   

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something dangerous is swirling like liquidated fire and it s deep in the core of pupils. they are like ink , like she s aware , like she can see guys like him at her old school. like she s writing something down ; taking note . behind pretty girl smiles and lip bites there s a desperate sense of i’m lonely. i’m afraid. i’m sinking. i’m sinking! 

all of the emotions bottom up and bubble out in a shrug of the shoulders -— collars bones hollow as she inhales — it’s a sharp bit of laughter that flows from her. petals part: a sarcastic hum that lilts from her throat .(  oh, i bet. )  the girl hears poetry because she is foolish and a hopeless romantic , but in those storm-cellar eyes something tells her she already knows that boys like him are EVIL . audrey horne is known for being a little too adventurous , so eyes glance up and over shoulders and fall back to the classroom ; like she’s searching for the line in the sand . lips twitch, was it a smile ?

 maybe . ❞ is what she awards him. have they showed any sense of REASON for you ?? ❞  a smirk of the lips, and then petite girl brushes past him and into the peer communications classroom — an attempt to be intriguing : leave me, chase me.

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