Russian Vodka
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 19, 2009
Casper nodded. "Sure." He said, accepting to hold the boy as he then heard her mentioning not knowing his name. "I'm sorry, I'm Casper." He told her, blushing a bit as he wasn't used to children, nor used to being alone with stranger girls that he had just met. But he didn't seem bothered by it now for some reason even if he did have a bit of a blush.
Michael kissed her back, loving the taste of her lips against his own as he listened to her talk about them. "I'm glad to have met you too. You mean the world to me." He told her softly, lying down next to her and pulling her in close to him so they could be together like they always were.
Markus headed back with her, feeling her arm around his waist as his arm went around her shoulders. Once back at the hotel, he unlocked the door and headed inside, locking it after them as he went to the bed, pulling her back with him and sitting down with her in his lap, his lips finding her's quickly as he kissed her deeply.
Michael kissed her back, loving the taste of her lips against his own as he listened to her talk about them. "I'm glad to have met you too. You mean the world to me." He told her softly, lying down next to her and pulling her in close to him so they could be together like they always were.
Markus headed back with her, feeling her arm around his waist as his arm went around her shoulders. Once back at the hotel, he unlocked the door and headed inside, locking it after them as he went to the bed, pulling her back with him and sitting down with her in his lap, his lips finding her's quickly as he kissed her deeply.