“I love plenty, I hate little to none, I like very much and I dislike a bit.”|
♥Take a look at my Akatsuki partners! ¡Echa un vistazo a mis camaradas Akatsuki! Je vous invite à visiter mes amis d'Akatsuki !♥
Wood 'n Clay SasoDeiHard, smooth, cold, and unfeeling; those words described the hands that were on his soft and pliant body. Never once did they press too hard, or caress too harshly. Shaping him up like tender clay, all from memory of touch that he no longer had. Soft moans became heavy pants, hands gripping sheets tightly. The cool voice that teased him was completely unfazed, and even that was maddening. Sometimes it just wasn't fair that he was the only one feeling things! It wasn't his fault! His partner had mapped out every part of his fleshy body like he did his damned dolls, knowing which strings to pull and which to stroke for the right reactions. The blonde never failed to be impressed by his Danna.Wood 'n Clay SasoDei by SephielyaJMaxwell
Cold lips pressed over his, and he kissed back even if he knew it was pointless. Everything was symbolic with them anyway, like playing with wood or clay. He was shaped, and his partner polished. Breathy pants and moans of 'Unn..UNN…' filled the smallish room the blonde resided in as his fingers scr
Art is- SasodeiArt is- Sasodei by fullmetalninja92
Art is instantaneous,
a fleeting moment of beauty.
Art is a bang,
the one second before something explodes.
Art is creating something beautiful,
and watching as it disappears in a flash.
Art is perpetual,
an everlasting tribute to true beauty.
Art is ageless,
refusing to wither away.
Art is infinite,
as ceaseless as the sands of time.
Art is brief.
Art is forever.
Art is an eternal explosion.