if I let every rude comment upset me I’d be dead by now. Whatever. But thank you Flynn, I appreciate that. You plannin’ on goin’ to Walt U or?
Smart girl, you are. You’re going to go far in life. I can tell. You’re more than welcome, Roarie. Yeah, I don’t really have a choice. My sister would kill me if I didn’t go to college.
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Whatever. They’re the ones that look like ignorant sons of bitches. if they wanna troll more power to them. The ones that matter know the truth.
I knew there was a reason I liked you. You’re one of the better people in here. I’m actually sad to graduate now.
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THANK YOU.
Not trying to put anyone down. Just trying to figure out what the actual fuck’s going on.
I know that, Roarie. This is bullshit what these anons are saying. I mean, come the fuck on.
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She didn’t do shit other than try to help her out.
Rapunzel could spend forever kissing and being around Flynn. He made her feel good, and it wasn’t all about the physical stuff. Their relationship was much more than the physical stuff, and she was sure of it because they hadn’t even really been that physical in general. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and as her body was reacting to even the idea of intimacy it also made the body grow fonder. As his tongue slid over her bottom lip she gave into his silent question and granted him access, twisting her tongue with his. With his silent pass to pull of his shirt she did so, tossing the piece of fabric off the bed, now long forgotten about. Rapunzel’s hands slid down his now bare torso, taking in every curve of muscle which only made her want more. As his hands moved to the hem of her shirt she lifted her arms above her head so that he could pull it off of her, revealing the new red laced bra that she bought in the hopes that she would be able to show it to him. Though she was sure it wouldn’t even cross his mind now, but still. When the shirt was gone her hands returned to his bare chest, roaming slowly down to the waist of his pants. She slowly unbuttoned the button at the top of them, but didn’t dare move to unzip his pants yet. Though she was dying to. She needed him, oh God did she need him.
As soon as his eyes landed on the bra she was wearing, Flynn immediately noticed that it was new. Throwing her shirt to the ground, he leaned down and captured her lips in a tender kiss. The kind that one would only give if they were truly and completely in love with who they were with. Which luckily, he was. Rapunzel was his idea of the perfect girl. She was innocent in that adorable way that a girl should be. She was insecure in the kind of way that made him just want to spend his entire life teaching her how she shouldn’t be insecure. He wanted to make her see how beautiful and kind and funny she was. It was Flynn’s life goal to spend the rest of his life telling her all the wonderful qualities she posseses. “You are utterly perfect,” he whispered against her lips.
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Rapunzel bit her lip playfully, giving him a playful look as he moved to hover over her. She rolled her eyes at him as he hovered over her lips, trying not to show how much it got to her. “Just shut up and kiss me you asshole.” She whispered back, smiling softly at him before gripping his shirt in her hands and pulling his lips down to hers. One of her legs moved to wrap around him and her hands tugged playfully at the fabric of his shirt. Rapunzel was by no means sex-crazed, but God it had been far too long since the last time she’d been intimate with Flynn. She smiled softly against his lips as her hands moved to the bottom of his shirt, almost asking for permission to pull it off.
A smirk barely had time to make its way on his face as his lips crashed against hers. He could kiss her forever if this was a perfect world. Her taste was something he could never tire of. He slid his tongue along her bottom lips, begging for entrance. It had been far too long since they’re gotten to do this. But then again it was his fault, he knew. This was his first relationship and he didn’t want to push her away or send her running away with his need to be intimate. But by the way she was tugging at his shirt, it was made clear that she was just as depraved as he was. Flynn positioned himself over her so that there wasn’t much pressure on her hips. Raising her arms over his head, he allowed her to pull the shirt off then moved his own hands to the hem of her own.
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THE WAY THAT YOU FLIP YOUR HAIR GETS ME OVERWHELMED~
Bro, seriously. You’re singing a chick song.
“Oh?” She questioned, laughing a bit as he moved them further onto the bed. Her hands rested on his shoulders lightly. “Well don’t I feel special.” She smiled, brushing her thumbs along the skin on his neck. “In that case, I think your bed is in desperate need of a little action.” Rapunzel whispered before pressing her lips to his in a teasingly light kiss that only lasted a moment. When she pulled away she nipped on his bottom lip before pulling away completely. “Or maybe not. I’d hate to take away the innocence of your room and your bed.” She smirked, sliding off of him and dropping onto the bed next to him.
As she slid off of him and plopped onto the bed next to him, Flynn raised an eyebrow at her. His room had seen more disturbing things than sex. Like when he was in his pot smoking phase and when he and his friends would pretend to have gay sex with each other to keep his dad out of his room. But that was besides the point. Flynn moved himself lightly over her so that one of his legs was on either side of her as well as his arms. He hovered over her playfully leaning down and stopping just barely above her lips. “Two can play at this game, doll.”
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