"Diana sweetheart," he said, "I think it's time you gave Lysander and his lot a miss." Rubbish! They'd never do me or the baby any harm." Not on purpo...e but one of them might accidentally barge into you and knock you over. You know they can be a bit skittish." They've never done so yet." But you did fall one day." That was my fault. I tripped and they all moved back to let me get up again. I was fine." I know. You told me but you weren't pregnant. What if you pitched forward and fell on the. Was listening to Neon Moon from Brooks & Dunn and because I’m nowhere close to a scene like this in my RP’s, I decided to write it myself. I haven’t written a store by myself in forever. I am using lines from the song in this!WARNING, it’s a sad and short Drarry one-shot, no happy ending. I might make a happy ending, because I do have an idea for. “Easy, sweetie,” she cautioned me, “our son, my new Master, got a little carried away.” I backed off quickly, showing concern. “No, it’s okay, sweetie.” Her whisper grew low and hoarse. “I told him to mark me if he wanted me to be his slut. He did…three times. God, Steven, I love that kid!” “What about Shane?” “Baby, they were so hot together…I’ll tell you about that later. I sucked Shane off…he said he would be back later to fuck me. Wanna watch me, baby?” Her grin was almost evil. My cock. There was something about her that grabbed him instantly - it wasn't that she was nude - he'd seen thousands of pictures of nude girls, what red-blooded adolescent boy hadn't? No, the thing that leapt out at Greg, hitting him like a punch in the gut, was that she was, quite simply, the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Even the grainy quality of the image and the old-fashioned hairstyle couldn't disguise it. He sat back in his chair and stared, scarcely able to take in what he was seeing..