The kiss isn’t sweet or gentle or innocent. Even after the touch of their lips, it could have stayed chaste, a kiss from a sister to a brother, but Sansa’s desperation can’t be contained, and their mouths open, Sansa pushes her tongue at his hard and deep. It’s a world away from the kisses Robb’s shared with girls before. It’s nothing that he expected and everything that he wanted and he’ll hate himself forever for how he kisses her back, how he meets her desperation with his own.
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Глубокоуважаемую Magla от всей души поздравляем с днём рождения.
Радуйте нас своими прогулками без прогулов, семейными историями и японскими экскурсиями. Будьте здоровы, энергичны, непотопляемы и неувядаемы. Спасибо за ваш свет, который вы дарите людям.
Всем добра.