aroceu's fic“You’re so ridiculous. Who knew that my wife would want to ravish me all the time?” Still, Wei Ying presses closer with the front of her body. Lan Zhan can feel where she’s wet. “My wife, my dragon.”
On a flight to Beijing with Lan Zhan, Wei Ying goes into heat.
“I haven’t seen you since—Gusu, was it?” Wei Ying says. “Oh my god, it’s been so long. I didn’t even know you were LGBT! Unless you’re here as an ally, which is also totally cool—”
“No, I.” Lan Zhan coughs. Her throat feels dry. “I am a lesbian.”
Wanting Eduardo in a french maid costume is not feeling too much. It’s wanting Eduardo in a french maid costume.
Once, you’d thought that the hardest part of work was the public speaking.
Since the depositions, it’s gotten a little more complicated than that.
Twins become kings; suites become countries; girls become queens.
(five times mark and eduardo share a bed, & one time they almost do)
Mark loves it. This is her favorite place to be, in the world, even more than coding at her laptop or shaking hands with the president (which isn’t as exciting as everyone else may think.) No, here underneath Eduardo, hot and wet against her mouth – this is what Mark loves best.
She still doesn’t understand how out of everyone else in the world, she went on a date with Kenny McCormick today.
Somehow, Zayn asking Niall to Homecoming turns into finding small corners to steal away in and maybe do a little more than kissing. Also, Niall’s got Zayn’s number. Sometimes they text.