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Sweet Talk

Let me fly,
Man, I need a release from this troublesome mind,
Fix my feet when they're stumbling,
I guess you know it hurts sometimes,
You know it's gunna bleed sometimes,
Now, hold on,
I'm not looking for sweet talk, I'm looking for time.


Frank works part-time at the Moretti's Pet's. He lives alone in a tiny flat above the shop and has precisely three friends, but he is happy. The only thing he really longs for is the tired-looking, black haired boy who comes in to the shop every week.

Title from; The Killers - Sweet Talk
This story will contain; expletives (swears), maybe sex scenes (there will be a warning if there is), m-preg, drug use (a very small amount and not explicit) and copious amounts of fluff. Also Evil!Bert, (so cliche), and much drama. Enjoy, x
  1. 1
    Roll down the smoke screen,
  2. 2
    Open the sky,
  3. 3
    Lead me not to temptation,
  4. 4
    Shake me outta these chains,
  5. 5
    A flame burns bright inside of me for you,
  6. 6 (part one)
    You hit me, sunshine a liking to our evil evening,
  7. 6 (part two)
    A heartless hand on my shoulder; a push and it's over,
  8. 6 (part three)
    So this is the grand finale, the crescendo of demise,
  9. 7
    You float like a feather in a beautiful world,
  10. Apologies