ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛs {Full!}

[Baelixx]

Oh, that is so sad...//
Baelevile
She licked her chaps and then looked at Prince. She stretched her legs before deciding to go see how Derek and his sister were doing. Prince was joined ny Kilean, Daegan, and Eric, and the boys began to take the kills home. Baelevile walked into the meadow, still in her wolf form with her nine tails flicking rhythmically

[suga,]

|| Michael ||
"Exactly." He wrapped his arms around her waist, his weight distributed on both sides of the bike to keep even. "You know - when I did that whole big speech - saying how much I loved you and all?" Michael flushed to the memory, pressing his forehead to hers while speaking.

[doobie]

"Yeah babe why?" Roxi said looking in his emerald eyes.

[suga,]

|| Michael ||
"I'm adding gamer to my list." Michael drew small shapes along her hips, starring downwards, acting quite shy, for once. He quickly rubbed the back of his neck before placing it back around her side. "You're just like - perfect." Michael chuckled, poking her cheek with a grin, one side higher than the other.

[doobie]

Roxi smiled "no you are..." She said laying her head on his chest. "Where to next?" Opening her eyes looking up at him and kissed his cheek.

[suga,]

|| Michael ||
He raised an eyebrow, brushing a hand through her hair. "I am not perfect - at all." Michael then paused, kissing her forehead before responding. "Teen bar." He shrugged, "within reason - well, a little above." Michael laughed under his breath, thinking quite highly of himself.

[doobie]

"Hell yea.." Roxi said squeezing his hand and laying her head on his shoulder "not a light weight are you?" She said elbowing him softly and giggling.

[suga,]

|| Michael ||
"I think you are." He stuck his tongue out, resting his chin on the top of her head. "Can I trust you?" Michael bit his lip, starring at the other machines.

[doobie]

"Yup I've had more than a few beers..tequila,crown, etc etc.." Roxi said a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips of the memories.

[suga,]

|| Michael ||
"Promise not to laugh?" Michael put out his pinkie for a promise, rubbing her shoulder softly with his opposite hand.