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[alexandramontague]

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[alexandramontague]

jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

He’d never seen this side of her before, but he had to admit, he was enjoying it. It was these hints of aggression to her need which had drawn him to pushing her more and more in the past. And now? He had a feeling she needed to let that side of her out for a little while until he took the control back from her. The reckless curiosity he had wanted to see how far she would go. 

Jim chuckled at the whine creeping into her tone. He shifted slightly so she was riding his thigh. He sent his hands racing back up her skin to fondle her breasts again as she kissed her way along his skin. The chuckle got caught on a slight intake of breath when she found a particularly sensitive spot. His cock was starting to strain almost painfully at his jeans, but he did his best not to think about it. As she shifted down, he could watch what she was doing more and it was incredibly hot. Part of him wanted to order her to sit up just so he could take that moment of looking at her in jeans and nothing else, but he wasn’t ready to take his hands away from her skin just yet. 

Alex’s emotions had bee all over the place today, disjointed and haywire and for the first time that day she was finally focused on one thing, everything boiling down to just him. Just them. Once again in their own little bubble miles away from home, away from the rest of the world. And it was exactly what she’d needed. No more thinking of her mom or her past, or having him dwell on his own upbringing. All that mattered was that moment. 

She heard his little laugh and heard the way it died off and she felt a thrill run through her because of it, a little smirk pulling at her own lips as she moved back to the exact spot that’d caused the change and focused on it as she felt his hands on her again, every teasing touch just turning her on more. She parted her lips, licking over the skin before bringing it between her teeth, wanting to leave her mark on him and all the while she rocked down against him. She was wet and her body was pulsing with heat as she ground down against his thigh and the change let her do the same for him, feeling the length of his cock against her own thigh and she purposefully shifted against him more as she lightly bit down on the mark she’d made, wanting him to feel as good as possible.

“What do you want?” She finally breathed out, her face still tucked into his neck, panting softly against his skin. “Tell me what you want from me. Please.” it spun her head a bit, the dichotomy of it, both demanding and begging but she didn’t care as she waited for a response.

[alexandramontague]

Contrary to popular belief, he actually does know how to smile.

@jim-ofalltrades-montague

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jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

Jim caught the small moan as he touched her and the sound travelled straight to his cock. She was always so responsive to his touch, so submissive to all his choices and his needs. It was intoxicating and heady. But before he could do much more, she surprised him by switching their positions again so she was sitting on top of him and stripping off her sweater. Well. He had to admit, this did present some interesting possibilities. 

He reached around her and undid the clasp to her bra, pulling it off just as quickly so it could be tossed aside. With it out of the way, he pressed his hands directly to the skin of her breasts, alternating long strokes over the sensitive skin with quick tweaks to her nipples to increase the neediness he could already feel beginning to pour out of her. When she started to moan satisfactorily, he stopped, sliding his hands down her sides to hold her ass firmly as they ground against each other. 

Alex wasn’t usually ever the one to change things up, instead fully letting Jim take control, letting him do whatever he wanted since she trusted him to. But right now she needed something like this, to be a little in control and to kiss him harder, to push away any and all thoughts of anything else but him and his hands and his lips on hers.

She felt his had snaking behind her and she moved long enough to let the material of her bra be pulled down and off before she was on him again, bowed over him and kissing him like she needed it to breathe while his hands moved over her bared skin, fingers rough and warm and making her moan again, turning her on more and more with every touch. Her nipples were hard as he moved his hands away, her body thrumming with a need for more as he dragged his hands down her sides and as he gripped her in place and ground up against her she gasped, a shudder rolling over her. “Jim...” she breathed out, both a moan and a whine as she tried to shuffle her knees further apart, moving her lips away from his so she could drag her lips down his jaw and to his neck, leaving little nips and kisses in her wake.

[alexandramontague]

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[alexandramontague]

jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

Jim felt the goosebumps rising on his skin in the wake of her fingers. She’d done so much to care for him after his stupid accident, and even now she found the old scars unerringly. Whether she was trying to prove a point or it was just habit, he didn’t know. But he shifted just enough to be able to pull his shirt off over his head and toss it off the side of the bed so she’d have open access. He didn’t plan on either of them staying dressed for long anyway so this was more like taking a short cut. 

The way she shifted right as she spoke had him grinding against her, heat to heat that didn’t seem lessened at all by the layers of fabric in between the two of them. This time he ran his hands up her sides and over her breasts, his thumbs brushing roughly against her nipples over her shirt. 

Alex let her fingers run along the dips and curves of his back and along his spine, only pulling her hands away long enough for him to be able to pull his shirt off before her hands were on him again. She slide her hands up his sides, over bumps of muscles and ribs before her fingers curled in, gripping at him as he rocked down against her, making her moan softly into the kiss. No one else had this kind of effect on her, could make her head spin and desire pulse through her with minimal effort and she craved it every time like a drug, always wanting more.

Another little noise muffled against his lips as he teased his fingers over her breasts, sending jolts of electricity through her before she was moving them, using the hands on his sides so she could roll them over again. She straddled his lap as she settled on top of him, mimicking his movements and tugging her sweater up and off her head, tossing it to the ground as well before ducking back down and kissing him hard, needily, her hands moving up to cup his face as she ground her hips down hard and slow against him, arousal spiking through her.

[alexandramontague]

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[alexandramontague]

jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

Mine. The word vibrated though him, although he couldn’t be entirely sure if it had come from what she’d spoken or from some primal part deep within him that overrode even his deep seated resolution to limit his connections with the people around him. He didn’t care. Just the echoes of the words were enough to have him tightening his grip possessively on her hips and spreading her legs with his knee so he could rest more comfortably on top of her. There were several hours until dinner. More than enough time to show her exactly what he was feeling in this moment. 

He barely let her pull far enough away to breathe as he chased her lips, tongue surging into her mouth as his hands slid firmly up her sides to brush the sides of her breast before sliding back down again. By now he was completely healed from the burns at Halloween and he planned to take full advantage of it. The fierce tone to her voice told him that she was moving past that delicate feeling that had characterized her this morning. Now it was his time to remind her, intimately, that she was alive. 

Alex felt the reaction to her words, felt how he gripped her tighter and moved closer and she reacted in kind, sinking down into the mattress more and letting him settle between her legs, her hand tightening in his hair while she moved the other to his waist and under the hem of his shirt. Over the last few weeks she’d taken sole responsibility for treating his injuries, making sure every salve and bandage application was perfect. She knew the exact lines and contours of the scar left behind, of all the other scars on his torso really, and as she slid her hand up under his shirt to pull it up his body she let her fingers gently graze along his back, purposefully trailing over where the burn had been.

“I’m yours.” She said again, higher and breathy, wanting to pull more reaction out of him as she hooked one of her legs over his thigh, bringing him closer as she kissed him harder, letting him overtake all her senses, all her thoughts, until everything about what today was could dissipate and all she could think about was him. “Jim..”

[miacapuletofverona]

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[alexandramontague]

miacapuletofverona‌:

“But still it’s their baby’s first photo, or one of the first,” Mia said with a sad pout.  “Maybe we should tack it up on the bulletin board and someone might recognize it.”  The Domme pursed her lips.  “Maybe, or maybe not.  Perhaps there was a reason they couldn’t or shouldn’t go.  Or maybe they went and it was something worth remembering so they held onto the invitation.”  She laughed.  “It has been a little slow, I think almost everyone has fallen into the January funk.  Here’s hoping we pull out of it in time for February.”

Alex thought about it for a moment before nodding, “Yeah, okay. I put everything away in a box when I found them so I’ll go dig them out. We should do something even bigger maybe. Like a collage wall full of all the things we find. And hey, if someone wants to claim something, or just really likes something and wants it for themself, they can take it. Like this really cool bookmark I found yesterday that had a unicorn charm dangling off it.” She told her with a laugh. “I think we will. Besides, classes are starting back up, so we’ll be littered with students again soon. Myself included.”

[alexandramontague]

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jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

“Yeah. At least there’s that.” For all the pain and anxiety he had caused the people who cared about him back in Sicily, at least it hadn’t been so irreparable that he had truly stolen everything. It was one of the only things that had allowed him to accept the idea of staying with the Montagues and not flee the country entirely. “That’s why I couldn’t stand by. I knew that building, and I knew fires. If I hadn’t done anything…” it would have been his fault again. No matter how irrational it was, it would have been. “Watch interviewed me because of it. But I’ve been told I’m an ‘unlikely suspect’ so I’m guessing that means I’m off the hook for now.” She knew he’d been pulled in, but he hadn’t given her a ton of details before and he figured she deserved that much.

She was right, he didn’t think that this should be enough for her, even if it was what she wanted. She should be reaching for more because she was worth more. But there was one area he was confident in, and he thought both of them could use the distraction. Rolling the both of them over so she was now beneath him on the bed, he leaned in to kiss her again, putting a little more edge into it, a little more heat, enough to take away the last of the day’s chill from when they were standing outside. 

“I know, I get it. I do. I just...hope I never have to watch you run into a burning building again.” Sure, it’d been the catalyst to get her to spend more time with him, to practically half live at his place, but still. She didn’t want them to have to go through that again. She couldn’t help the way her lips pursed as he mentioned the Watch, her shoulders tensing up a bit; she’d been so angry that they’d even brought him in, that they had him as a possible suspect when he nearly died in that stupid fire. And if they knew about his past? It just made it all the more worse. “Good. You better be.” She grumbled, feeling a wave of protectiveness wash over her. She’d be damned if he’d ever be incriminated for something like that.

Alex didn’t expect much of a response from him after her little declaration (and honestly he’d given more already than she thought she’d get) so when she felt him moving them she went easily, her hair fanning out over the pillows as she was laid down as she leaned up to meet him halfway, a sigh escaping her at the way he kissed her. She couldn’t imagine having anyone else’s lips on hers- and more over, she couldn’t think about the idea of anyone else’s lips on his. He was hers. As much as she was his. “You’re mine.” She mumbled against his lips as she lowered her head back down, lifting a hand up to sink through the hair at the back of his neck to bring him down with her, barely even breaking the kiss to speak against his lips. “And I’m yours. I belong to you.”

[alexandramontague]

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[alexandramontague]

jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

Jim ran his hand along her back, trying not to let himself get lost in the memory and stop paying attention to her and what she needed now. “No one died then either. We were lucky.” It was close though. And the damage had been considerable. It had taken months to repair the damage and had almost beggared them. But his mom was stubborn and had done whatever was necessary to rebuild her place and make it the respectable institution it still was. 

He leaned up to kiss her, using that simple action to try and ground himself after the staggeringly deep nature of her sentiment. “I’m not very good at accepting it. But I’m trying.” Because she deserved someone who could accept it and could give her all of those things in return. 

Alex felt his hand along her back but she still focused up on him, watching his face. She knew all this was difficult for him to talk about, and even she had to admit she let out a little breath of relief when he said no one had at least died in the fire, but still. It’d been started because of these boys who’d been after him. ...He thought it was all his fault, and if someone had died... “At least the inn is still there. And going through that....you saved so many people during the fire on Halloween. So many people have you to thank that they’re still here.” She wouldn’t say it aloud because she knew he’d deny it with every fiber of his being, but she saw him as nothing less than a hero.

It surprised her as he kissed her but she kissed him back, shifting a bit closer to him and as he replied she gave him a little smile, pulling her head back just enough to meet his gaze. She reached up, running her fingers through his hair, pushing it back away from his forehead as she kept her eyes on his. “That’s enough for me.” She assured him, letting her hand slide down the side of his face and rest against his neck, “You are enough for me. Regardless of what you say or what you think...it’s you. You’re what I want.” you’re all that I want. Her smile grew a bit more as she said it and she gave a light little tap of her fingers against his chest, trying to lighten the mood, “So you better start accepting that too.”

[alexandramontague]

mr--antonspectral‌:

Anton chuckled softly and shook his head, disappointed to admit that Alexandra had a point.  “We were certainly not arguing about the tastes of the beverages.  However, you came to the correct conclusion, so I will continue to instruct you.”  Defeated in the argument, Anton’s employee simply laughed and left, returning to her work.

“But should’t the tastes be a main component for the argument? I mean, broccoli is supposed to be good for you, but I hate the taste so therefore, regardless of the value it has, I’ll never eat it or choose it in an argument.” She explained with a little smirk, laughing along with the other woman before she left and Alex then turned to Anton, her smile still on her face. “For the record though? If an argument was pretty serious, I might be persuaded to be on your side regardless of my own stance. For loyalty sake and all.”

[miacapuletofverona]

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[alexandramontague]

miacapuletofverona‌:

“Oh!  The poor people that lost their sonogram though,” Mia frowned.  “Do you remember who the party was for though?  Was it a kids birthday party type of invite or something else?  I’m always amazed as what people will use.”  She smiled up at the submissive.  “Well, you can take over the desk if you’d like, once I’m done with these books, and I’ll go re-shelve them, or you can go do that.”

“It was dated 2016, so I think by now they have the actual kid in their lives.” Alex teased before laughing, “It was for a bridal shower ages ago, kinda ripped and everything so I wonder if the person ever ended up going.” she mused lightly. As Mia gave her options she shrugged, “I can do either, Miss. It’s seemed to be a slow week, which at least means we can organize everything and have the time needed to tidy up.”

[alexandramontague]

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jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

Jim sighed softly. Of course that was her first question. The girl who had an incredibly special relationship with her mother, who was so devastated by her loss and who had brought them here today to grieve. yeah. That was going to be the bit she picked up on. And it was part of the difference he was trying to showcase - she had been this blessing to her mother, taking care of her no matter the cost and standing by her through all her days; Jim was the curse who’s only decent action had been to leave and that had been more about saving his own skin. “We talk once in awhile. Tried to send her money to help out but she won’t take it. But again, if she left the Inn might end up in trouble. As long as she’s there, shit stays the same.”

He paused for only a breath at her question. “The Inn. My home. We had six guests at the time. And it was set on fire because of me.” There. He could feel the way his body had tensed under her as he revealed even that much and knew he wouldn’t be able to handle that many more specific details of what had gone on. Because the selfish part of him wanted to keep this, keep her here looking at him like he mattered. Like it was worth it to think of him as part of her dreams. But he knew how hard promises were to keep, and he’d already mentally promised himself to release her from any promise freely the moment this became too much. “See, this is what I’m talking about. I say one thing and you start thinking about what you can give, what you can build and shelter and take care of. You’re always giving more of yourself.” It terrified him. 

If at all possible, Alex’s frown only deepened as he spoke of his relationship (or lack thereof) with his mother. She’d never really questioned about it, figured it wasn’t her place and he’d tell her if he wanted her to know. So hearing about it now, especially on today, made something inside her ache. He deserved so much more than he’d been given.

She’d already figured the answer before he’d even said it, but getting the confirmation about the fire being at the inn  just made that dread in her stomach flourish again, made it twist uncomfortably as it spread throughout. His home. The fire at the dance...him running in.... She felt his body tense up under her and she moved her thumb again against his jaw, trying to soothe him again. She leaned up then, pressing a little kiss to the corner of his lips before leaning her head against his cheek, “I’m sorry they did that to you....and that you have to live with that guilt.” She wasn’t going to say he shouldn’t feel guilty, she wasn’t about to invalidate his feelings- but she could try and help him with them, try to, at the very least, sympathize. 

She stayed close against him for a moment more before he spoke again and she lifted her head up, not moving away so she could stay close and she shook her head. “So?” She asked quietly, using the hand on his cheek to keep his eyes on her. “I give to those who deserve it...whom I want to give it to. And I...I want to give you whatever you want. I want to give you whatever it is you need. I want to be that for you....all you have to do is let me.”

[tristamateer]

please tell me which part of yourself you hate the most so I know exactly where to plant my lips every time I see you

[alexandramontague]

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jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

Piece of normal life. Jim didn’t know what that was like and it wasn’t something he’d ever even considered. It made sense that it was something that mattered to her, especially with everything else she had told him about, but it only left him feeling more responsible for her and even less sure what to do about it. Even as a kid, normal hadn’t been on his radar. “You’re my sub. The only people I’d talk about this with already know that, so what’s the point in freaking out over exact terms? Means the same thing.”

“Look, Alex, I’m not trying to argue with you or dismiss what you said or anything like that. So just. Keep that in mind. But there are bad choices and then there’s…there’s other shit.” He paused. He still wasn’t ready to tell her everything, and even if it was the coward’s move, he didn’t really want to tell her all of it ever if he could help it. But she deserved to know some of the general shape of it. “I haven’t seen my mom since I came to Verona. Because of shit that happened in my past, I can’t go home. If I do I’ll be killed. Or I’ll wish I was.” He wasn’t trying to scare her with that comment, but it had the flat emotionlessness of an accepted fact. “And if my mom tried to leave to visit here, she wouldn’t have anything to come back to. She’d lose everything she built.”

“Yeah, I ran into the Apothecary. But it’s not the first time I’ve watched something of mine burn. And the last time, they were a hell of a lot less careful to make sure the fire wouldn’t kill people. I couldn’t…I couldn’t just stand by. I was probably the only one there with experience.” there were traces of bitterness in his tone as he spoke, thoughts drifting back to the interrogation with Officer what-ever-the-fuck over that same coincidence. “The difference is, you’ve got plans and dreams and you want your piece of normal. All I want is to be left alone. To make it through the day without making shit worse for Oz because he took a chance on letting me stay when he had every right to think keeping me around would be the worst fucking thing for the Montagues. The best I can hope for is quiet. It’s not worth it to think of anything else. Machines I can fix. But I’ve got a bad habit of breaking everything else.”

“Okay.” Alex agreed, caving to it. It really was enough that he considered her his, that they were finally at this point after all this time. She liked being his, and more over, she liked that anyone who was in their lives would know it too. So it was enough for her. Still didn’t mean that she’d let it go entirely, and perhaps at some point down the line she might let the b-word slip on occasion, but for now, this was good enough for her.

She stayed quiet then though, letting him have his turn to speak. She knew so little of his past, so very little details of what had happened in Sicily that had helped for him into him, so she’d take any little bits that she could get. She felt something cold settle in her stomach at the thought of him being killed if he went back (even more unsettling was the way he said it) and she shuffled closer, a little frown on her lips as she curled her fingers into his shirt, holding onto him. She didn’t know what she’d do if anything happened to him...especially just because all he wanted to do was go home... That cold spread throughout her, curled into something worse when she was told his mom was basically trapped over there and she looked down to his chest, shaking her head, “But...you at least get to talk to her still, right? Maybe one day..you can meet some place else? Not Sicily but..not Verona either? Then maybe no one would know?” she tried, figuring it was a long shot, but she’d throw it out there anyways.

He continued to speak then, and when he mentioned another fire she paused, practically freezing up before her eyes widened slightly. “What got burned?” She found herself asking quietly. She heard the tone in his voice though, and she reached her free hand up, cupping his cheek and stroking her thumb over the line of his jaw, trying to keep him calm. She let him speak again then before finally letting out a breath, her fingers loosening in his shirt to lay her palm against his chest. “This is my normal.” She told him simply, moving her gaze back up to his eyes, his heartbeat under her fingertips. “This. You. You and me. This is what I want. All those plans and dreams...I want you in them. And...if you want quiet, I can try to give that to you. I can try to keep things calm...and I can promise to be there when they won’t. This isn’t something you’re gonna break.”

[kassandrayung]

Locked Out // open

[alexandramontague]

kassandraxyung‌:

Kassandra stepped into the cafe, the warm air and the delicious scents of food washing over her.  There was a great sense of comfort and relief in the cafe which was a stark contrast to the coldness of the outside.  Following Alexandra, Kassandra took the seat across and looked around.  “I’ll give them a call after I warm up,” she said.  “Please, it’s fine.  I don’t wish to bother anyone else about.  I would much rather solve the issue on my own without relying on another,” she said sheepishly.  “What would you like?  My treat, please, for your kindness.”

Alex felt her own sense of relief, never quite liking the cold so she was glad to be warm inside, and soon to have some caffeine to boot. “Okay. Do they live far? Or should it be easy to get the spares?” She asked curiously as she settled across from her before quickly shaking her head, “It wouldn’t be a bother. So really, if you can’t get ahold of your parents, I’m sure Jim wouldn’t mind lending a quick hand, promise.” She tried to assure her. At the offer to have her drink bought for her though she paused, biting her lip, “Oh, you don’t have to. In fact, I should be offering it to you. You’re the one in need of warming up right now.”

[alexandramontague]

mr--antonspectral‌:

Anton chuckled good-naturedly and shook his head.  “As your instructor, I am disappointed that my own student has not come to my defense,” he teased with a grin.  Chuckling for only another brief second, the man returned to a more serious expression and restated his case.  “Coffee, black, is, in general, a better beverage than energy drinks.”

Alex laughed, giving him a little shrug. “As my instructor, you should be happy I feel comfortable enough around you that I’m willing to hear both sides and potentially vote against you without fear of repercussions.” She replied before wrinkling her nose a bit, “And while I agree that coffee is better than energy drinks, I cannot drink it black. I accidentally drank Jim’s one morning and I nearly gagged.” She pretended to shudder before relaxing and letting out a laugh, “Coffee with sugar and maybe even some creamer, or at least some sort of flavor, is a better beverage than energy drinks.”

[miacapuletofverona]

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[alexandramontague]

miacapuletofverona‌:

Mia chuckled with a shake of her head, “Oh Alex, good morning.”  She gestured to the small pile of assorted things beside the stack of books.   “Look at my treasures today; two concert tickets, an expired bus pass, an empty pack of gum, a shoelace,three photos, a postcard,” the Domme grimaced, “and two questionable Kleenexes.  I almost feel like Ariel in the Little Mermaid.”

Alex looked at the pile, shaking her head fondly, “I can add a sonogram to the pile I found yesterday. And a birthday party invite from 2011.” She told her with a laugh. “If I’m in the need of a thingamabob I’ll be sure to seek you out.” Alex told her teasingly as she unzipped her coat and draped it over her arm. “Other than finding a whole treasure trove, anything else you up to today? Anything I can help with?”

[kassandrayung]

Locked Out // open

[alexandramontague]

kassandraxyung‌:

“Oh, uh… thank you,” she replied softly at Alexandra’s kind gesture.  Kassandra wrapped the scarf around herself a little tighter, allowing the warmth of it protect her from the cold.  With a nod, she smiled and agreed to follow beside the woman to the cafe.  Perhaps they would have a phone she could borrow.  “I believe my parents might have a spare key.  It is their car that I’m borrowing, after all,” she admitted sheepishly.  After a moment’s pause, Kassandra turned back to Alexandra, saying softly, “Thank you for helping me.”

Alex nodded readily to her. She knew all too well the cold sting of the winter air without a coat, so she didn’t wish it on anyone, especially family. She led the way to the cafe, opening the door for them and leading inside. She let out a soft sigh of relief at the warmth in the shop, the scent of coffee and pastries in the air and she snagged a nearby table, smiling at her as she was thanked, “It’s no problem. Let’s hope they have a spare? If not I could call Jim...I’m sure he’d know how to unlock a car. Let’s get you something warm to drink too.”