Naomi Campbell Catwalk
Vivienne Westwood, Fall Winter 1994 95
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DISTRACTION
in which klaus can’t help but distract his wife.
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“Stop.”
“Mmmh,” Klaus’ lips trailed over her shoulder and further into the crook of her neck until she finally pushed him away. “Love, if you’d just let me relieve you of the tension in your shoulders, you’d find that damned spell.”
“I’d find it faster if you‘d made yourself scarce,” she retorted, suppressing a small smile when he tugged her into his chest, away from the table she leaned against. “Nik…”
“What a shame, the tension seems to have coursed through your body and has…” her breath hitched as his fingers skimmed across the hem of her shirt. Adrienne finally peered up at him, eyes meeting his darkened gaze. "allow me," he said huskily, rendering the witch without a voice. Instead, she could only muster a quick nod as a breathy whisper escaped her lips, drawing his to hover over hers. "Good girl."
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I was bored lol!
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Me after manifesting healthy natural hair
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Phase 2 - Project Room for Happiness: Boiler Room
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