Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-33439056-20180217154015/@comment-33439056-20180225005337

"We do what we always do." Aza carried her over to the couch and climbed ontop of her pinning her down and kissing her passionately trailing kisses down her face to her stomach. Aza had completely forgotten that there was a bone attached onto the feather that he had given his dad. His mother's bones were buried in the garden under the porch anyway.