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Happy Birthday gogo_chan_~!

Going home now. I'll be able to answer stuff like RP comments and tags when I get back! Or, if you never hear from me again, it's 'cause I died. If I do, blame arcesso and mocha_cocoa. They freaking kept me up last night. (Yes, I just friended you, and I am already blaming you for my problems. ^__^)

Also, people keep cutting me off their flists or threatening to! I don't know how to be more interesting. I... don't feel bad about this, really, it's just disconcerting to check my email and have it say ____ has unfriended you. And so has _____. And ______!

As of the new year, journal is no longer friends only. Except sometimes. Because I dare to be different.

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AND LOOK DANTE/JESTER. LET'S READ IT, SHALL WE?

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Haywire
SPOILERS DMC3 MISSION 11 Staying in Devil Trigger too long has undesired side-effects on Dante... Dante/Jester. Lemon, Yaoi, NC, Anal, N/C, PWP, Slash
Author [Nyx Midnight] -:- Rated [Adult++] -:- Chapters [1] -:- Published [2005-04-28] -:- Updated [2005-04-28 00:00:00] -:- Edited [2006-11-04] -:- Hits [1419] -:- Reviews [5] -:- Average / Total Vote [+++++ / 4]

IYAAANDANTE

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Grabbing him by his nape, Dante squeezed until Jester stopped moving. After a few seconds, he ripped Jester's black suit with his long claws, leaving long bloody marks in the supple white flesh of Jester's lower back and thighs. Jester renewed his struggles with even more energy. Unfazed, Dante simply squeezed harder while he spread Jester's knees with his own, digging his claws in the devil's neck. Jester could only cough and let out small strangled cries.

Satisfied that the obnoxious voice was finally reduced to silence, or close, Dante grinned, eyes flashing red, and undid the fly of his brown pants with one hand with relative ease before taking his painfully hard cock out and burying himself deep inside Jester. The buffoon let out a muffled cry, but Dante didn't hear it. Nothing existed for him in this moment other than his body's need for a warm hole to fuck, and Jester's body deliciously hot and tight around him, squeezing him hard. Holding on to Jester's throat and grabbing his hip for leverage, he slowly pulled back, smiling at the voiceless gasp that escaped Jester's painted lips, then rammed back into him.

ONLY UP TO SIXTEEN SO FAR.

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CLEARLY SOMETHING IS WRONG.