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Previous | Part 1 |Next Chapter ___________________________________________________ Sniffing the air, his flaring nostrils send a breathy echo off the tiled walls as he shakes his head and chuckles. “I like that apple smell on you...” he states, sighing and shrugging, “And I thought you were using ...

Well, hello Wednesday. Since I've essentially had this chapter completed for two weeks (minus some hemming and hawing over details), and the boards aren't crashing, I'm posting this in the morning. Imagine that! Now, I should warn there's some moderate explicit content, and adult themes here, so re...

As many well know, I have a tendency to write at great length, and with somewhat verbose language. However, I've seen very few complaints about the length of my tales, and that, I believe, comes down to one very simple concept: pacing. Although I didn't really know what I was doing when I started, I...

He’s like some sort of psychotic drunken Cassandra , if she were Ernest Hemingway after reading Dan Brown and going on an acid trip. I have absolutely no idea what Hisao just said... I mean, I understand they're references on some level, but... I only know who one of those people is. Links added to...

He’s like some sort of psychotic drunken Cassandra, if she were Ernest Hemingway after reading Dan Brown and going on an acid trip. I have absolutely no idea what Hisao just said... I mean, I understand they're references on some level, but... I only know who one of those people is. The rest was fu...

Is that a bad thing, though? No, it's just why I won't make any guarantees that I'll be able to proofread everything before your planned posting date. I've been sending stuff to Hoitash weeks ahead of schedule. In fact, if anyone is industrious enough to find him, put him under a hot lamp, and make...

It warms the cockles of my heart (thank you Denis Leary for making me aware of words like cockles) hearing that it's apparently working as intended. I don't think I've ever heard that usage before. To me, cockles are a delicious constituent of the Welsh breakfast... It might be the whole phrase, "w...

I guess for me it was more that I used to play Final Fantasy a lot :-) So did I, and that's what I guessed influenced Hoitash. Well, I only release one chapter a week. Well, one of your chapters is more than the average Fanfiction around here. Is that a bad thing, though? I try to write my chapters...

The fact that I used to live in an area where the pimps dressed like the outfit you described was probably what influenced my line of thought. I have not lived in an area where pimps are seen (suburbia doesn't see them, pretty much ever), and I've only been propositioned by a street-walker once--in...

Kinky. I like it! I'm glad someone approves. You know, i usually find sex scenes in VN's and fanfics etc to be underwhelming or somewhat contrived, however, i must admit that this was a damn hot scene and made sense in the building context. Honestly, at this point, all I see is the grammar anymore ...

I have to say I've never heard that way of speaking before. It took some effort to find the right keywords for Google to return even a single example of such a phrase being used ( it was here, by the way ). Presented with evidence that it has at least happened before, I can't argue semantics, but i...

The café itself was pretty typical for a bookstore café, or any café, really. Barely a dozen small wooden tables with metal and plastic chairs arrayed in rows filled the cafe, either shoved along light blue walls or tucked into corners like ours was. I count four uses of the word 'cafe' within thes...

Once again you blow my mind with your writing! Been a long time lurker and your story was the first OC I read and it is no doubt my favorite OC/story. I've read this story about two and a half times(stopped because site crashed and new chapter) and I can't get enough of it. Your story is really som...

Previous | Part 1 | Part 2 | Next Chapter ________________________________________________________ With him—and myself, really—thoroughly excited by my gyrations, I lean away and reach back to push him down through the gap between my legs, then rest against his chest and smile at his stifled groans...

Previous | Part 1 | Part 3 | Next Chapter ________________________________________________________ The gentle rubbing makes me wince and bite my lip, as I'm still sensitive following our little interlude, but he makes quick work of the remaining sauce. Usually Hisao isn't quite so overt in his disp...