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KITTY sting
“Fuck-I-I… Fucking bee!” Tom hissed through his teeth. Kit pulled the sting out, but the poison had long since gotten under her skin. It was hot, like someone put out a cigarette on the body.“Fucking Olga Eduardovna…” Kit put forward a counterversion, blowing on the bite and applying a cold wet towel to it. - Brought her ... Does it hurt a lot, honey? - and gently kissed her side by side a couple of times.“I wish I had another tattoo.”“But… mmm… no rheumatism. Bee venom is medicine. You will be the most flexible grandfather in your old age. And it will stand ... wow! A chuckle was already breaking through the sympathy. Tom glanced over his shoulder. Kit's eyes shone, and she bit her lip to keep from laughing.- Laugh already ... what is there, - the guy allowed graciously. What else is left if a bee nipped your ass? Kit laughed.Don't tell Lou! He will pin me down.Having fun with all her heart, she wiped her tears and hugged Tom, who was lying on his stomach, by the shoulders. She
KITTY Beautiful dark eyes
The airport. A soulless metallic voice monotonously announcing flights. Louis stands leaning against the cool barrier. Reflections of people float in the huge stained-glass windows, as thin as ghosts. The guy has headphones in his ears, the new Architects album is in his headphones, so he can’t hear the dispatcher. This is superfluous, he already knows when her plane arrives.The closer this time is, the more restless he becomes - he fumbles with the wiring, winding it around a long tattooed finger, steps with one sneaker on the toe of another, bites his lip. It would have been possible to arrive later, but he could no longer sit at home. So he is closer to her, at least a few miles.He knows when she will appear in the stream of other passengers. He feels it with some special feeling, the very one with which he began to feel her immediately, as he fell in love. It was it that kept him from believing the worst in those days when the maniac held her captive.Here ... now ... now ... th
KITTY puppy tail
The airport. A soulless metallic voice monotonously announcing flights. Louis stands leaning against the cool barrier. Reflections of people float in the huge stained-glass windows, as thin as ghosts. The guy has headphones in his ears, the new Architects album is in his headphones, so he can’t hear the dispatcher. This is superfluous, he already knows when her plane arrives.The closer this time is, the more restless he becomes - he fumbles with the wiring, winding it around a long tattooed finger, steps with one sneaker on the toe of another, bites his lip. It would have been possible to arrive later, but he could no longer sit at home. So he is closer to her, at least a few miles.He knows when she will appear in the stream of other passengers. He feels it with some special feeling, the very one with which he began to feel her immediately, as he fell in love. It was it that kept him from believing the worst in those days when the maniac held her captive.Here ... now ... now ... th
KITTY Renaissance
“Lie,” Tom snaps. Keith is special!He puts so much into this "especial" that the girl, smiling, raises an eyebrow.What the hell is a renaissance?! Why the hell, after all this time, Shel, who dumped Louis herself, is suddenly interested in him again? Had a fight with your new boyfriend? For the most part, Tom doesn't care. And he does not intend to discuss Kitsune with her further.The simple idea that Shelley, wedged between her brother and Kit, could play into his hands, does not even occur to Tom.Luckily, the small stage gets animated and the conversation can be rounded off. The music is muted. A short girl, dressed in wide trousers, bright sneakers and a short poisonous yellow top, is about to dance. Blond hair is raised with a buff. Catchy makeup in the style of the 90s, large rings of earrings. This is so unlike Kitty that Tom doesn't immediately recognize her.“Tomcat…” she purrs into the microphone, looking for him in the audience, holding out her palm in an alluring, deman
KITTY River, moon and fireworks
"Alright, little one, I'm on my way. Happy birthday again.” Louis clapped his brother on the shoulder and sighed.- Where? Tom was surprised.I'll sleep at Jeff's. Kitty is yours today... so be it.- Did you ask her? Tom suddenly got angry. “Is she a thing to pass it like this to each other?”- Of course not! I mean, it's not a thing at all! Damn, I should have silently dumped everything ... I don’t understand why you soared? I would be glad.- That's all you are! He doesn't understand... Kitty, you must live in Manchester! he mimicked so soundly that Lou had to frown to suppress a smile. You never ask what we want.- What are we already arguing about? Kit wondered, hugging both of them by the neck.“We share you ...” Tom muttered reluctantly, averting his eyes."You fools, aren't you tired of it yet?" she jokingly got angry and pressed harder, so that they bumped their foreheads. You don't have to share me. I'm not a cake, I'm enough for everyone. Let's get out of here already, shall
KITTY — Hello, Charlie.
Several figures emerge from the thick purple shadows of the bushes that grow on the shore. The released blood rushes to Lou's head and pounding in his temples. Damn, che-e-ert! How many of these bastards? Three? Four? Or more? And she and Tommy are naked, drunk, on legs that give way after sex. Awesome! Hands shove Keith behind her back faster than her brain can process the situation. And together with his brother, still pressing her to his chest.— Swim away, if that! Lou hisses as she slips out of Tom's arms and peeks over his shoulder. - Volume!— Knife in jeans! she manages to whisper, and the younger Sparks grabs her again, shielding her from other people's views. A small folder with a matchbox-long blade, razor-sharp. After the story with Charlie, she always carries it with her. But the knife still needs to be reached.The heart, which did not have time to calm down after sex, accelerates with a new portion of adrenaline.“The seat is taken,” Lou says as calmly as possible, clen
KITTY Finally!
The day Kitty got married, Louis got drunk like a pig. No, he didn't plan anything on purpose. So it happened by itself. Yes, before leaving, on her finger was not only the ring that Erwell returned, but also the one he bought later. And on the other hand is Tom's ring. And she swore by these rings (and the rings of Saturn to boot) that she loved only the two of them and no one else, and would never love anyone again. And no other man will lay a finger on her as long as she loves them (and she loves them forever), and they will live for a long, long time and disgustingly happily. And when everyone dies (on the same day, of course), they will be buried in a triple coffin, touchingly holding hands. The funny thing is, Lou believed it.And all the same, on the day when, in some second-rate registry office, a thousand kilometers away, Kitsune meowed “Yes” and put her beautiful signature on a piece of paper testifying that from now on she is Lekha’s wife, autumn violins sobbed in Lou’s sou
KITTY When life is good
Lou exchanged glances with his brother, stifled a chuckle, and reached over to Kit's belly to run his quill over it. She giggled and squirmed at the touch. His arms, barely tucked at the head of the bed by a light scarf, tensed.- Who? Tom asked evenly, biting his lip.“Louis…” after thinking for a second, she said and smiled, “Feather.- She's peeping! - he was indignant and checked the bandage on his eyes.“I guessed right,” Kitty retorted, and tried to find him next to her with her foot. The bells rang.“Don’t kick, that’s not fair,” Lou said, smacking his round knee. Tom made a brutal face and reached for ice cream. They played the game "Guess who" - Kitty, blindfolded, had to guess which one of them and what touched her. Today she even allowed her hands to be fixed, and it was not just a small step in the fight against her phobias, but a huge step. Even in them, her beloved, it was difficult for her to trust and remain completely helpless and relaxed for a while.Like any of thei
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