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I Love Free Time
Ask me about a pairing I have been writing -- or haven't and you think I should write -- and I will give you five facts about them or a ficlet or a song that is CLEARLY THEIR SONG or their favorite Saturday morning ritual, etc etc.
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With Robin, now that he doesn't have to, he finds that he still doesn't drop off to sleep, even when Robin is sprawled out faintly snoring next to him.
What's really wrong about being bored and awake and listening to Robin breath at 4:00 am is the fact that he's happy.
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Oh, Barney.
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She was seventeen, and that was far to young.
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Sorry.
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One song that always makes me think of them is Primitive (the way that I treat you) by ambulance.
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She told herself that the sick feeling in her gut was from her lunch, nothing else.
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Maka reads in bed while Soul tires and then succeeds in distracting her, after which, Soul makes brunch.
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Roy/Riza
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Chuck/Blair
2.) When Blair is mad at him, flowers, chocolates, and jewelry just make it worse. The key is to find something exorbitantly expense and something that didn't seem like what every apologetic lover got his girlfriend - the last time she was angry, he spent 7.8 million buying one of the coats Audrey Hepburn wore in Charade
3.) There is only one name on the 'possible names for a girl' list, and Chuck suggested it before Blair did.
4.) Blair loves it when Chuck flies out to Rhode Island and audits her class. She always wears her shortest skirts to teach, and then he'll come to her office hours and try to convince her to raise his grade.
5.) Chuck ends up going to Lily for advice more and more as he gets older. Sometimes, when his own is mentioned, he sees her face in his mind, even though he knew his mother had hair as dark as his.
Kakashi/Sakura
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"Be nice, Dr Stein," she admonished breathlessly, reaching up to give the screw in his head a hard crank. He shuddered, the motion traveling down from the top of his neck to the tip of his cock, buried deep inside her.
"You know I can't help you if I'm all sliced up," she continued.
"I'd put you back together again," Stein promised, reaching between them to rub he clit, fingers moving in tight circles.
Marie felt her orgasm bubble up from the tip of her toes. She came with a cry, grinding against Stein, and for one instant she almost told him to cut her open.
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