25. You’re tempting me.
Yakov push the woman to the wall, and grips her thigh. He heightens it to his hip bone. His tongue thrust inside her mouth, and the moans were bliss. He rubs his shaft against the fabric of her soaked panties. His free hand massage her breasts through the material of her shirt. Through hard breathes, he states, “You’re tempting me.”
Leave it to Yakov to stop an elevator, and make out with this beautiful woman.
Marni didn’t know what to expect when the King of Sanct Sybil dragged her into an elevator, but having him shove his tongue down her throat and a hand up her skirt, wasn’t it.
Although his advances were unexpected, they were not unwelcome, and when he pulled back and stated his temptation, she slapped him.
"If you can’t control yourself around a woman, how can one expect you to control a country?!" She hissed before reaching behind his head and tangling her fingers in his braided hair. Tugging as hard as she could, she forced Yakov’s head back, leaving his throat exposed. She dragged her teeth across his jaw before whispering,"If you’re going to act like an animal, I’ll treat you like an animal." Marni licked her lips before sinking her teeth into his pulse, biting and sucking, leaving angry red marks on his tender flesh all the way down to his collarbone.
My Sweet Bodyguard Penises Analyzed
I know you were dying to know it. Analyzed with their original Japanese names. (IMAGES UNDER THE CUT)
If length is what interests you, on top of the list is Eiji Kiyosumi with a member length of 178 mm, followed by Toru (170) and Mizuki (163).
Oh my god Eiji’s is a SlimJim.
Dolly Ishigami blinked his little dolly eyes in the bright daylight from behind his glasses, his pupils sensitive after being confined in darkness for over a week. Though the Dolly Maker had kindly given him a flashlight so that he could study up on American culture during his journey, the wattage of the small bulb was nothing compared to the dazzling Southern California sun that shone through the blinds of the large picture window nearby. Truly, Los Angeles summer was far different from that of the Dolly Maker’s home in the rainy United Kingdom many, many miles away where until recently he had lived his entire Dolly life.
Though it hurt, he tried very hard to see the face of the person Mrs. K. had told him so much about. He had studied very carefully the dossier she had prepared for him of the woman whom he would now be protecting. It was a big responsibility, seeing as how this Amy person was far too friendly, generous, and trusting for her own good. She needed a cool, level-headed, discerning (suspicious was far too strong a word) Dolly to watch over her and keep her from getting involved with the wrong sorts. Dolly Hideki Ishigami had been selected specifically for this elite assignment, and he took his new duty seriously.
“Now, you be a good boy and stay safe and look after Amy and make her happy,” said the Dolly Maker before sending him off on his journey.
Be a good boy? That was a given. Stay safe? His Dolly police training would make sure of that. Look after Amy? With his life, as was his duty.
Make her happy?
Of that he wasn’t so sure. He was painfully aware of how he didn’t fit quite in with the other Dollies, who often thought him cold and a bit scary. Would Amy think the same? Would she be afraid of him? Not love him? Not even like him? He wondered.
Adjusting to the light, his little dolly eyes soon focused upon two large startled green ones that widened upon seeing him.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! DOLLY HIDEKI YOU ARE HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Suddenly, he was crushed to her chest, kissed and fawned over a million times, told how much he was loved, and given the largest cup of pudding he had ever seen.
And he didn’t have to wonder anymore.
HE’S HERE, HE’S HERE, HE’S HERE!!!!!!!!!
DOLLY HIDEKI IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND HE IS SO PRECIOUS AND ADORABLE AND SWEET AND GRUMPY I CAN’T HANDLE IT!!!
Seeing this little man on screen did not prepare me for holding him in person. Truly, the love that mrskatsuragi puts into her dollies is evident in every one of her detailed, precise stitches. He is so stunningly made that I know were the real Hideki to see him, even his persnickety standards would be more than satisfied!!
I AM SO ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO YOU TORI FOR GIVING HIM TO ME, I AM SO TOUCHED AND HAPPY THANK YOU AGAIN SO MUCH!!
This is only one of many future updates on Dolly Ishigami’s adventures in Lala Land! His journey with me has only just begun!!
I’m so relieved I only got one of those telephones.
isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other human beings?
Random Thought: so he can see the future when he touches people. Can he see his own future when he touches himself? Like wouldn’t that be awkward?
That might explain why he’s so into using women, if he can’t get his own rocks off.
That’s what I’m saying. Like he’s feeling it but can’t do anything cause last time he did it he found out something he didn’t want to know about his future…. Awkward. Gotta go find MC and make her pay for this now.
Wait, then how would he shower?
Make MC do it
I’m starting to think he would SAY this is a problem just to get some.
To all my followers in the Seattle area, this is for you!
On August 2, the Summer Rowing Extravaganza will be held at Green lake! And I will be there!
Just head to the Small Craft Center( I have pointed it out on the map). It should be easy to find, just look for all the people walking around and the huge trailers carrying boats!
If you want to meet me here’s what you need to know:
-Absolutely, positively, NO PICTURES. I’m sorry, I know you want to preserve the memory of meeting little ol’ me, but I don’t want my face to wind up on the internet somewhere. I’m trying to maintain some privacy here. Thanks.
-I will be wandering around the Small Craft Center from 6 am to 3 pm. SOMETIMES this regatta ends early because of inclement weather. Come early, because that’s when all of the races are guaranteed(and you’ll get better parking too).
-I do not know the race schedule yet. It’s too early to finalize anything, but once I know I will edit this post. If you can’t find me, I’m probably on the water.
-Above I’ve put a picture of what I probably will wear. If I get wet I’m likely to change my clothes. I’ve dyed parts of my hair red, look for that, and I’ll try to make myself as available and visible as possible.
-I’ve also included some maps of Green lake with an approximation of where the race course is. You get a great view down by the Small Craft Center of the finish line, but around the lake(by Duck Island and the theatre) you also get a good view.
-This should be obvious, but I row for Green lake. Look for the green, blue and white to find our team.
-CODE WORD: SHORTCAKE
If you see a person and you think it might be me, blurt that out. If it’s me, hooray, you found me, and I will respond. If not, that person will probably assume you just want some shortcake and may direct you to Zoe’s Frozen Yoghurt or something.
- I’ve included the code word for this reason: DO NOT APPROACH THE ATHLETES. If you start nosing around the teams you will look suspicious and may be escorted off the premises, or even arrested. Like I said, I will make myself as available as possible.
- For added security, you can message me on tumblr and ask for my Kik. I’ll have my phone with me all day. If you show up to the Small Craft Center and can’t find me, message me and hopefully I will respond. If I don’t, I’m probably rowing at that time.
If you find me you are welcome to have a hug. Let me know your url so I can identify you. And maybe I can sketch you a thing. See you there!
YES YES YES AND I ALSO SLEEP ON HIS SIDE OF THE BED WHEN HE’S GONE TOO BECAUSE IT ALSO SMELLS LIKE HIM, THE UNIQUELY SEXY AND MASCULINE COMBINATION OF MUSK, PUDDING, AND GRUMPINESS THAT IS PURE HIDEKI
And yes I also frequently throw things at him too, but usually it’s my own clothing not his XD
Yes, like your socks. XD
some more mermaid ideas
This is an Ivan/You massage fic. It’s short and not smut. Yup, not smut. I know, shocking! xD
"You feel tense here."
I jumped a little in my chair as I felt Ivan’s hands knead the skin on my shoulders. ”Mmm.” I closed my eyes and leaned back, enjoying the soothing…
*wheeze* t h a n k y o u f r i e n d .