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The Tales From The Tavern: I Lust After Your Scar
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: el_henke, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
see me start crying as well, and I fully understand if you never want to see me again. It's been real nice having you around, though. You should know that.” I reached out to cup his face with my right hand, and made him thus look into my tear-irritated eyes. Between my sobs, I tried to form a few sentences: “What the fuck are you fucking talking about, you stupid fuckhead. Can't you fucking see that I'm fucking falling for you? I really fucking am, and it's your goddamn fucking fault.” I grabbed the hair on the back of his head, and pulled him to me to plant a quick kiss on his lips, leaving him even more confused than he had already been. “I have never heard anyone use the f-word in a confession so often,” he mumbled in his state of mental confusion, “and I don't understand where we are going with this now.” I wiped the tears off my face with the hem of my tank top. “Are you really that stupid, you goof? Didn't you hear me? I love you too, you idiot.” I made a pause to stand up, and sit right next to him. “And now will you please just make out with me, you silly loved man of mine?” ------------- The last one of the candles went out, leaving the entire tavern in a pitch black darkness. Big ol' Tom's voice spoke first: “You see, young lady, I told you we'd need to replace them soon.” Bethany laughed, and replied: “Guess we'll have to make a break after all. I hope you'll find some fresh candles quickly.” ...to be continued.