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Demolition lovers - Fanfic - Sequel part.1

Ok, I do not know why I decided to go on, do not ask, maybe I left too much open ... Well here it is. I think the max is 3 parts, so I hope chiuderl soon. You will find a guest star, Serena in a small part to its cross-fic ...

Demolition lovers - Sequel - part.1

is standing outside the door, motionless, scanning the street number written on the package as if suddenly he could not read more. Yes, it is the same as shown on my door.

not have the courage to stretch your finger and ring my bell ... here it is him, tender as I left a year ago. He has shorter hair and beard checked, I see from my window, and short little steps undecided led him slowly on my doorstep so I decide to avoid embarrassment and to precede. I open the door ...

"Hello Frank"

is surprised, smiles, perhaps not even expected to be received so calmly, probably because I do not know that I'm fine, I threw it all behind, I closed the door and I'm really good ... with myself and the world.

"Hello ..." he touches his hair, like he always does when it is embarrassed and nervous. He smiles, and is the best thing that can exist.

would sit and look at us we could stay here hours, under this mild sun, cuddling at a distance, with eyes and with smiles.

is not easy to see him again after so long and after how we 'leave'. I'm sure that some images in his head are rapidly forming, as memories of a past close, like everything happened yesterday and not twelve months ago. But now there's something you should not know, something I can not and do not want to share with him or with someone else, so I shut the door behind me and catch up ... we'll have a brief chat here on the steps ... I will say it is came to look for and how things go ... together.

"I read that you are in concert here in Italy"

staring at the door behind me while I talk.

"Yes, we play tomorrow ..."

is strange, seems to want to tell me something and know that hard to be detached and cynical as would, in a situation damn that requires it.

Stop trying, you're not like that.

I smile, though I would literally run into his arms ... and not because he still has feelings for him, among other things, is a thought that I began to reject categorically the very day when I fired, from the day where I met Gerard in tears as I walked away and I realized how small I was in front of him ... it's just that a person is very dear to me and actually said that I was a coward.

In seconds, unable to wipe away my doubts about what to do, my doubts about the 'I love you but ...' and comes to embrace, an embrace so strong but at the same time soft and 'friendly' ... I can not help but reciprocate.

I missed as hell to be honest. I dreamed every night, I fought day and night against his thought, and vico always constant and is now here and in his arms I feel as if I needed anything else.

stroked my hair, looks into my eyes "I missed you ..."

had been 'another' I would not have believed it, but he is Frank and walk with my heart in my hand.

avoids answering and if I could not even to understand. And then my voice broke with emotion, can not do it anyway, so I just smiled as I can and kiss the love that still holds against my face.

"Have you changed your number, I wanted to hear every now and then, just to say hello ..."

Fuck Frank, you make me feel damn guilty!

"I preferred to switch off for a while '..." is what I tell him, but the truth is that I really wanted to close that short, intense chapter in my life.

In less than no time back to serious, even sela expression, no matter how serious and darkened always betrays his innate sweetness.

"I know you do to protect it ... but I want to see it"

Determined and aware his tone now so much to me ... he knows his legs tremble. You know. He knows the child and I just can not understand how he did ... no, Becky would never have betrayed and even my friends, the dearest thing I have, they are my family ...

"A friend of yours is organizing our welcome party"

"Serena ..."

nods. I had to imagine the queen of catering.

"It 'a bit' I do not feel that ..." I try to change the subject.

"Yes, it is our fault that we kept so busy during this time ..." he smiles, perhaps seeking to calm, and do not know ... still does not work.

"Do not believe me, he blurted," continues "We were talking about you, I saw preoccupatoe told me ..." is sweet, even after discovering a lie so big, or rather, a major omission.

"How are you?" I ask him about my friend.

not pass a good time, but will tell you everything you and I assure you that for several hours! "Smile even if both the nervousness you space on our faces.

"He tranquillonon I have it with her. He wants everything to be rosy for everyone ... but unfortunately sometimes things do not work as they should ... "I look at the floor now, I can not look him in the eyes.

"And among us would like to go?" Ask me how to say it still would not work.

"I do not know, but we'll never know right?" My defiant crowds out the time and knows he has me right ... but look at me and know that I know now that there is something that could change things if only ...

Frank Why are you here? You should not be there, dammit. She approaches again, he shakes my hand tightly as to give me courage and at the same time give strength to himself.

"Now we get" does not leave me much choice, does not give me any chance of dialogue ... and I understand, this is right ... but I'm not ready cock.

Does E45 Treats Ringworm

Tellme did you smell her taste? Sequel part.2

SEQUEL part.2

[ DISCLAIMER: Contains sex scenes.]

The doorbell rings. What is wrong moment Christ.

Jared lets you play for a bit, 'until it begins to do so insistently ... and then I feel his tongue leave my neck to make way for a series of expletives.

It also stops his evil hand ... and I swear that now.

She gets up to half giving me the opportunity to breathe. Strange, but I wanted to die right here right now stifled.

"Do not go see who it is?" My voice sounds unconvinced, he has noticed, as I have noticed his state of excitement interrupted by anger. He jumps up, has a look that would scare Satan. Cross the hallway trying to compose short hair, did not put the shirt, he only pulled up his pants.

"Shannon ... but ..." the look of amazement and irritation.

"We finished ahead of schedule, I went home and mother ..." can not 'help but notice bulge in the pants of his brother ... and I wrong now? "asks amused and perhaps a bit 'embarrassed.

I hear your voice while the sheets begin to stick to my skin ... Good Shannon, as it may adore you and how your voice is reassuring given rise in recent months in my times, bad times, you should leave immediately, or are likely to continue the work alone. I put myself down, I redial a moment, the great mirror of the room showing me how I would not see me, anxious and uneasy, and it's all his fault. Through the long corridor until you reach the entrance, hide behind the corner, I try not to see.

Jared is leaning against the door frame is now closed while his brother, damn cat eye, I can see behind him. It makes me a nod. I'm too angry to answer now ... and I'm about to go crazy, do you understand?

"Hello Jen ..." you say thinking that your sign has not seen, but now that I come out you realize that in fact they are a bit 'uneasy. "I'm sorry you really did not want to disturb ... I did not know ..." tries to justify himself while scratching his head. On another occasion I noticed how soft it is when she blushes, it is really damn sexy ... but it is also, perhaps more than his brother.

"Ok ..." I say, approaching a little more 'up to support Jared "So now you go away for a while' ... unless you're willing to join us ..."

Jared turns shooting would kill me with his eyes but his attempts are in vain. E 'wounded. Here is Prince, I found your weakness, I found a way to hurt you ... what better weapon to offer your 'property' to others? Or maybe you think that you are not able to 'soddisfare'una woman ...

Yes, I enjoy watching in your eyes now ... That's sweet revenge!

"Oh no, I do not think ..." he says Shannon, now purple, pretending with forced irony that my proposal is purely a joke. "I think I'll go get something to eat ..." puts his sunglasses and goes out the door without another word and without even saying goodbye.

I apologize for this one day, Shannon, I swear.

Jared is still property, passes his hand on the chin by the beard of a rough day does not speak.

"Leto What's the matter?" Turns around, his eyes looking at me ... I do not reserve any good and for the first time I feel I have control of the situation ... and I like it. He shakes his head in a way that shows his disappointment

"What Jay ... you hurt?" To put a hand on his chest, push him gently to the wall ... the expression on his face changed again resuming his appearance by sex maniac ... I could submit myself to him again now, I give him the reins of the game and willingly puts a hand on my head forcing me to kneel. Here I am at your feet ... the Your habit of not closing the crotch helps me at this time.

me crazy your moans, your hand makes me crazy that I grab my hair, it drives me crazy your taste. I do understand that you are at the end, I have to get up but I did not grab me by the neck by the time I pull up and slam me against the wall ...

"I like to play dirty huh?" He says breathlessly.

Shit thought all the time what I said to her brother ... I hit him right in the sign, I was wrong or maybe I just annoyed ... and I like his reaction, I like his being violent and direct in the words and manner, at this time.

I immobilized his arms over his head and tries to finish what we have just left it in half. There is nothing chivalrous this time, continues his sexual act as if to vent his anger. The movement is constant and is in time with his breathing, deep. It is music even when the broom. Sweaty, beautiful and breathtaking.

deep breath after freed in me ... smiles ... and it's even better.

Six complex Jared Leto, you're strange and incomprehensible. You're a thousand and one, you turn in a few minutes, take various forms and different attitudes and damn exciting in all its forms. And you won this time too.

hear noise, who knows what is combining ...

left me here soon, he buttoned up his trousers, he adjusted his hair, he caught his breath and headed toward the kitchen. He did not say a word, not even asked me a look ... but that night he held a moment in his arms, gave me a few caresses albeit circumstantial, however, he realized that I was there.

I would kill you, just make me feel bad. But do not tell me anything because I want to, yes, I am that I want it all. Damn man ... Tell me how to get rid of this obsession that has your same name!

I start toward the kitchen, I see him struggle with a coffee machine a bit 'too much technology to use it without his assistants Shannon it to him or make ready for use.

"Since I drink coffee?" I can say with irony that, fortunately or by force of circumstance I did not lose. No answer, simply throw shooting the cover of coffee, hands on hips, turn your head from side to me, deliberately avoids looking at me ... and it is an unusual attitude for what Mr. Security.

smiles a bitter smile, then looks at me. You still sweat and I can not jump, crossing his eyes.

"Why do you hate me? It's about time to explain it ... "is pretty damn serious.

"Why do you ask?"

"Why is more than lawful "

" No, not "

" I despise it, you're always sarcastic, sour and distant ... "

" But I come to bed with you "

"Tell me why."

fixed me with those eyes of ice and want to know from me something I can not tell you is that I will not say never, it seems that you care ... but I know and you know it that the reality is quite different ... just want to have everything under control, want to be sure that the next time you sign a matched my total dedication to you, your person, your desire.

breath I take, I seem aloof, at least in cold responses.

"It 's difficult for a woman to explain certain things and is not nice to ask this question ..."

"I do not know why you like to fuck with me, I want to know why do you do if you hate me ... "

Fuck Jared, you made me the only question that I can not answer because I swear I do not know either.

"Do not you hate ..." lie, big lie.

"Then you love me ..." is still serious.

"No" And there's a thin line between the truth and a lie is still bigger than the first, a line that I do not know which side to cross.

is approaching, I took her face in her hands ... seems to be scrutinizing every inch of my face and then return to bet my irises and you're probably feeling as I begin to lose strength when I attack your arms to make me strong. He smiles, seems almost relieved.

"I understand ..." keep smiling, a little while I'm not really understanding anything.

"You are like me ..." he continues. Now she smiles more.

"N-no, not 'my voice is hesitant. Jay mistakes, mistakes.

"Yes, you are ..." his face close to mine, but not to kiss, want to have the satisfaction of laughing in my face.

"No!" Total rejection of what he's saying is ridiculous ....

now touches my lips, leans slightly to mine. I'm sweating, my heart went crazy ... I want to push it away and run ... but I would swear that seem glued to the floor.

"Here, I offer my lips ... you can kiss, lick, bite, you can do whatever you want ... or you can break away from me, take your stuff and go ..." keep smiling and you're like a bastard ever, I suck dick.

And while I think my language has already arrived in your throat.

THIS IS WHO I REALLY AM.

The End

Kendal Mint Cake Calories

Tellme did you smell her taste? Sequel part.1

Special thanks to Sere and his little push;)

I state that I was in the style of one-shot and that it was difficult to make the sequel because it will never be the height of the early writings, as a result of any self-respecting one-shot ... actually, in fact, result should not have! However
special times I'm going through I was motivated to write more on this 'non-story story' quite troubled.
I apologize in advance if you disappoint someone.
This is the first part. To you.


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SEQUEL part.1

I have always despised the shallowness of those women that empty credit cards only for the sake of it, to have a pair of shoes more to add to the 150 who have already, to have yet another pair of jeans but even more hate those with the intent to be seen on the streets of Los Angeles filled with bags, semi-celebrities and celebrities looking for a paparazzo who can capture the fateful moment and show the world their way of life ... their 'good life'
... Pathetic.
But it works, I mean shopping.
I went out early this morning, could not exceed 9.00, I parked the car I do not know where to tell the truth, it looked like the parking lot of a shopping center or something like that, and now I'm 'playing' for about three Merloce hours.
Ok, I just bought a sweater and a pair of glasses, but it is a good start, I already feel relaxed, almost ecstatic ... a little there is to say that I was not used to having all this free time, but I have all the 'going to enjoy it the best, although I have yet to find the way and shopping, as I said, it's a good start.
Leisure yes, but it weighs on me, I was not even forced labor.
I do not know yet what I'll do ... I did a little modeling for 'some time ago and requests still have to say that I miss them, but that world is not for me and frankly I have enough money in the bank to take all the time in I need and I'm going to get everything I need, without discounts.
not even want to think again about the last twelve months nor regret ... rather remain unemployed for life and I'm going to beg ... I certainly would draw greater satisfaction!

I miss you, not even a hair ... I miss all the others, each one I'm missing something because each of them, the staff, your teammates ... I have given something. You
nothing. Not you gave me nothing. Ah, yes, you gave me your body. Empty.
's been almost three weeks and only looking back I feel tired and angry ... but you, beware. Stroll up and down the library, every time you stop to browse a few back there near the volume of the order in miniskirts, the smile, jokes with her. Jared will never change.
curse me and my passion, damn Stephen King wrote his last for which it has nothing to do here ... and you, The Shining or Kill me because I always read the 'King of thrill' even if you'd like to think the opposite, but is also, I can not be a dam of your ego and do not care to be.
just do not know because I remain petrified. I try to turn around now, before you approach ... now or never, a cat and shot through the threshold from which it came. I must hurry.
Shit, shit. I saw, I saw your sign, stop fussing. You approach with soft step, take your Ray Ban, the usual checkered shirt comes down on the sides ... you do not ever feel cold.
"Hello Miss" hints at a bow, his irony bothers me here, in this situation and I know he does not put me at ease, in fact, quite the contrary.
"Hello Jared" I continue to look around and pretend that the cause of my stupid and he is not pretending that my blushing cheeks is only due to the sun and not nervous which gives me his vision and his impertinence always fresh.
me down, says nothing, has a smile on his face.
"It 's strange to see you here, you did not lover of shopping ..." We never talked about, what do you know me?
hardened his smile, I stiffen.
"Well I do not have slaves who bring me the envelope ... but I also renew my wardrobe every now and then ..."
Ride
taste now ... "I like your spirit ..." he continues, pointing not stop laughing.
No, do you like more than me, a great ass. Now I have to rid yourself of this anxiety and this stone that binds me to my feet and prevent it from moving.
"I'm sorry but I have no time now, it's been a pleasure to see you again ..." I try to take a step but stopped me by the arm ... like that night, her hold is the same cause, and I almost fainted.
"I know what bothers you" everything you know
eh? How the hell do you explain it to me ... one day. But I will not answer to your provocations, not this time. Indeed, not even answer thee, free me from the wall, go down the stair and I set off one of vast libraries.
"bothers you that I know you so well!" He shouts as everyone here turns to look, including a security guy that is parked between the cash and leaving. Leto nice move, you've managed to irritate me seriously. I turn, I try to stay calm as possible but I can not avoid responding now.
"I do not know anything about me ..." almost a whisper from my lips.
People keep looking at us, trying not to show it but each of these want to know how the story ends. I reached
now pulls more decisive step.
"I know what you want ..."
"Stop ..."
"As I knew what I wanted that night ..."
"I told him to stop!" There
failed. There could make me raise my voice, make me lose control. My hands are sweaty and is not to the embarrassment of the situation and is not even the anger.
has managed to make me lose again testa.Ho heartbeat that echoes in my ears ... I must go. Filled with hatred for myself. Do not stop me, please do not do it again.
But do not just put in the time we stop thinking and move his feet that he is already close to me, less than an inch.
"We're going to eat something," puts on his glasses and starts.
know that I'll follow him.


He does it on purpose, deliberately ignores me and looks at me sideways. Sitting in front of him, I did not open his mouth even to eat ... I got a hamburger and yes, I did it on purpose but ... my every attempt is futile, he is indifferent. Every now and then adjusts to a tuft of hair that falls over his forehead and continues to eat his salad. Are you a skeleton Jared ... a beautiful Florentine no? I mean the steak ... But do not you miss the energy. Cast away the thought, I refer only to 'energy on stage. I do not know why I was persuaded to come here with you.
"Do not you eat?" He asks gently removing the crumbs from his lips with a napkin.
"I'm not really hungry ..."
"Then why did you get a hamburger?" I've discovered. What are
stupid now ... I should be accustomed to your 'wit' in mock and contradict me. At least it's a start, now that no longer work for you speak to me and not always are commands. But no matter, we should not make friends mica, a friend like you I do not want it.
puts the pot in which he was eating, put his elbows on the table holding his face in his hands. "So what you want to do?" It looks like a sentence two-way, it seems, at least in this predicament, sweet.
"I do not know ..."
The sun will shine your eyes, you will illuminate the face, here I want to watch ... maybe not ... let me find out why you are capable of changing mood, expression and how any moment and also forces others to do so ... and I will never forgive this not because I do not like to be a puppet in your hands then ... that is, in other circumstances I also liked it, but I just found a bit 'of peace, I will not go back again to fight with myself and with those torments which I had for 12 months. No, do not talk. But look fuck, you're ... you. And you're back to the brink of victory ... I can not tell you anything, I can not even look into your eyes, but you read me the thought ... grab my face, I squeeze a bit 'and pull it up, forcing me to do so to look into your eyes. Now I could die while a shiver runs through the back, from the thirty-first vertebra. It
up, took my hand and it also helps me, almost looks like a knight.
"I'll tell you what to do ... take my car, come to my house and have sex"
And I shall not reply, you know I will not say anything, I'll just follow you like a dog follows his master is a dog ... beaten, it is because you make me so hurt and you know it, but you are selfish ... and it excites me.

his house and ordered to suck, there's the smell of clean but I can not see much, only perceptions are, in fact, now I struggle to focus on anything else other than him and I can not hear anything that his arm is dragging me with a fury I almost hurts, then a door slamming and a bed in front of us.
throws his shirt on the bed, and under a black cotton shirt that I have the pleasure of taking them off ... it's messing my hair, trim them ... it is in these manic moments, or perhaps does so unwittingly, or perhaps he is too busy to pull via the buttons on my shirt ... fuck Jared, I'll go home half naked. I pulled him back to reality with a pinch in the neck while the index finger up and down stroking my arm. A wry smile, charming bastard from the looks on their faces. "Everything That I know we gonna do like Jay ..."