Leather And Spikes
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She pulled a cigarette out before flipping the lighter open. But before she could get herself a flame, a voice distracted her.
“Hey there, gorgeous,” Sylvanas turned and her mouth opened slightly, the cigarette almost falling from between her lips. “Share a flame?”
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- Part 1 of Leather And Spikes
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And the pants, Belore, the pants.
Jaina wore Void forsaken yoga pants. Black. Form-fitting. Motherfucking. Yoga pants. Pants that made her ass and thighs look mouthwatering and awakening within Sylvanas the desire to get smothered by those thighs. Yoga pants.
Sylvanas couldn’t stress that fact enough.
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- Part 2 of Leather And Spikes
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“She’s Vereesa's professor.”
Sylvanas looked over, laughing as Alleria sputtered into her beer, coughing and wheezing while Alexstrasza patted her on the back softly.
“You’re bullshitting me!” Alleria hissed, staring at her sister completely flabbergasted.
“I wish.” Sylvanas chuckled. “We met when I was out in my favorite bar and things kind of escalated from there.”
“I don’t seem to see the problem here.” Alexstrasza frowned, leaning back against Alleria.
“You started to develop feelings for her.” Alleria said next. Not a question. She knew her sister to well.
“This is Kelanna all over again.” Sylvanas sighed, slumping further down into the chair. She looked at Alleria with almost pleading expression, “What do I do?”
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- Part 3 of Leather And Spikes
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“What?” Jaina asked with a coy smirk. “Gonna paint me like one of your quel’dorei girls?”
Sylvanas laughed as she put the camera to the side, her hands going for the button and zipper of Jaina's jeans. “We will see. But now, let me take care of you. I’m afraid that if you wait any longer you might explode.”
Jaina huffed and canted her hips up. “Finally.”
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- Part 4 of Leather And Spikes
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“Now, have you learned your lesson?” Sylvanas nodded vehemently. “What is it that we’re not going to do again?”
“N- not leave paint on y-you…” The elf managed to mumble out. “M- Miss Proudmoore.”
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- Part 5 of Leather And Spikes
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The lights were dimmed and candles were placed on a side table next to the couch. A red fabric draped over the couch and an armchair Jaina saw near the bookshelf by the window was now moved to stand before the couch; the coffee table moved out of the way to the wall.
“You are going to draw me like one of your quel’dorei girls.”
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- Part 6 of Leather And Spikes