Katya Dee
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no but I used to play a certain MMORPG & one of many npc-s there had a line: "Come hither for I have much to tell you!" He'd say it every time you walked close enough to activate him. I found it funny every single time. The line is long gone after some updates & zone revamping, but I'd never forget it
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- XII - “I don’t get it,” Julian said several hours later, watching Raven trace every single cut on his chest with his tongue, cleaning them thoroughly. “I don’t get it,” he repeated after Raven shot him a quick look without raising his head. “The blood... I know, I am not the one to talk,” he hemmed after seeing Raven’s expression. “That’s not what I meant, however. I simply don’t get it.” Raven finally raised his head and smiled, running his tongue over his lips. Without saying a
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That's the thing though -- she can't get pregnant even if her partner is capable of procreation. Damien's existence is one hell of an enigma.
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- XI - “What do you mean, black streams...?” Magda asked dumbfoundedly, clutching onto the cloth-covered mirror. “I mean black streams,” Raven nodded. It was 11:15, and they were sitting in the same coffee shop where they would usually meet. Raven told Magda about the old hag, the cat, and black streams, leaving out the part with the damn cat following him home and almost sending him to hell. He had no desire to explain to Magda how he was able to stop the cat; he didn’t feel l
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I know... I'm scared
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- X - To blond’s utter astonishment, he realized that he couldn’t stop thinking about the strange-eyed slender thief. At first, he ignored it. Then, however (a week or so later), he gave up and started looking for him. It didn’t take Julian too long to find Raven’s apartment – when he wanted to find someone, he would do it, no matter how carefully everything would be hidden. He also realized to his amusement that ‘Raven’ was the thief’s actual name, and not an alias. That was yet anoth
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- IX - He sat in that coffee shop until seven in the evening, downing probably eight or nine cups of espresso, and finally, switching to mineral water after he figured he had enough caffeine for one night. He sat next to the window, staring outside; it was quite dark by now, but he could’ve sworn that he saw the shadows move at least a couple of times, and those moving shadows suspiciously resembled a cat. “You are being paranoid,” he said to himself silently. “The cat is nowhere n
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- VIII - Raven was trying to fit the key into the keyhole in the door of his apartment, but it was a rather difficult task, because Julian’s mouth was caressing the back of his neck, sending sweet shivers all the way down to his toes. “What is it with him tonight...?” he thought hazily, while desperately trying to fit the damn key in. “He is never like this... Is it because he came over right after he got his ‘fix’? Some sort of a side-effect...?” Raven moaned and bit his lip, knowing
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But then again, I am an interested party...
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- VII - The whole arrangement was driving him crazy. Julian would be at his apartment every bloody night (except for Sundays); they would have yet another mind-blowing sex-session; and then the blond would inevitably leave, making Raven grit his teeth in helpless frustration. He was perfectly aware of the fact that for Julian, this was nothing more than simply getting off with someone who happened to be willing. “What is it for you then...?” his inner voice whispered softly on one of t
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- VI - On Saturday morning, Raven woke up to the sound of the door opening. He blinked several times and sat up very carefully. He slept on the couch, since he never got up and made his way to the bed last night. “How are you feeling?” the blond asked in his usual drawl. “Better than last night,” Raven said honestly. “What time is it?” “Eleven-thirty,” Julian replied and threw a carton of cigarettes on the table. Raven narrowed his eyes. “What’s that?” he asked. “I
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- V - To Raven’s greatest frustration and his dick’s greatest joy, Salamander started showing up at thief’s apartment four days a week with envious dedication. At first, Raven gritted his teeth and decided to deal with it patiently, figuring that Julian would grow tired of this arrangement rather soon. Well, now it was almost two months later, and the damn blond kept coming back the same four days a week without missing a single day. Raven would hate himself every time after yet anothe
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Yes, and that's the part I am useless at. I don't have any problems with sharing the profit and whatnot. Finding a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy is challenging for me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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So not spilling the beans about them plans I self-published at some point, but it was more for myself. I would love to publish it but when it comes to figuring-business-finding-publisher thing, I am useless 😐
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- IV - “What do you mean, ‘no’?” Magda’s dumbfounded expression was downright comical. “It’s the opposite of ‘yes’,” Raven said patiently. “Magda, I said I would consider it; I never said I would accept it. My answer is no, all right? I am not fucking with Salamander!” “Not again,” he added silently, and managed to keep himself from wincing when his treacherous dick twitched slightly at the memory. “Raven...” Magda blinked somewhat rapidly. “Why...? Did something happen?”
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- III - Salamander looked at him with a mix of mild curiosity and amusement. “I take it, you are the one who has my wallet?” he said in the same purring voice. “You can keep it,” he shrugged after Raven said nothing. “I want my driver’s license back, however. I don’t feel like going through all the troubles with requesting another one... By the way,” he added a minute later. “I didn’t catch you tonight because I am so brilliant,” he smiled again. “I caught you because you took my c
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- II - So it was, in fact, possible to rob the psychotic blond, he mused later that evening while going through the man’s wallet. There was nothing of interest in there – several rather large bills (which he would definitely use), a few credit cards (which he would dispose of), a couple of business cards, and a driver’s license. Raven looked at the license. “So he is thirty-six,” he muttered after looking at the birth date, thinking that Salamander was only two years older than Rav
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- I - When Magda contacted him several days ago, at first, he thought that she was joking. She could not possibly be serious about this... Then, a little while later, he realized that she was, in fact, dead-serious about this. “Hmm,” he said with fake thoughtfulness. “Let me think about it for a couple of seconds...” She watched him with patient eyes. “Let’s see,” he said in the same slow, thoughtful drawl. “How badly do I want to reduce my life span to just several days...
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