The heat of her lips causes him to cry out in surprise. Her lips are normally warm, warmer still if they're doing certain things with magic, but /that/ just wasn't right.
"Were you practicing fire magic without me, Shelly?" Matt asks, swatting her on the behind as he walks by. It's one of his favorite things to do when he can...so he does it almost always.
Whisper rubs up against Shelly and whimpers, looking up at her.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
