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@alfiesolomons00
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Moms be like "eat your food is not that hot.."
The food: (on the way to burn your throat) ๐๐
"I can't right now, Tommy, right? I'm doing hot boys stuff.." ๐๐
Alfie Solomons๐ฅ
The song of Solomon (part two)
Warnings:a bit of smut poetry ๐!
https://alfiesolomons00.tumblr.com/post/638279644761686016/the-song-of-solomon (part 1)
"...is it?" She turn in wonder. "How would you know?" Her smile appears again to light up the room.
"I'm dead already, precious." I said to her and she lightly cocks her brows in disbelief chuckling. She knew of my condition. She knew about the cancer yet for some reason she stayed. I never asked and she never told me why.. i didn't cared to be honest. The importance of it is that she stayed.
"Why you always have to bring some death in everything we say." She almost complained as she walked to me and sat on my legs again. Another afternoon by the balcony door. Another afternoon staring at the sea. The sunsets and sunrises coming and going and we're stuck in here like someone locked us in the drawing room. Why would we go outside anyway? What the world can offer me now that i don't possess already. Food? Drink? A soft touch? I already have it all. More of it. I have Her.
Her. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen. The exterior of course it's impressive. I ain't gonna act above and be a bigger person to admit that tits and rounded buttocks let me coldly untouched. In my age having these kind of privileges without dipping the fist deep in the pocket it's a fuckin' miracle,mate. But Her. Her, is somethin' different. She hears a stupid joke and frown on it. She laughs the loudest cus she's smarter and she knows that. She ain't the kind of girl to impress you with her smart lines and the dagger on her stockings. She ain't gonna act smart just to settle her superiority. She ain't gonna even try to get your attention cus she knows she have it only by the way she walks. Only by the way her eyes peer in your soul and see all the sin and death you have spread into the world and still love you for that. But all above,she ain't the victim and she never will be. She ain't looking for a saviour or a salvation. She is just a woman,a lovely piece of heaven.
"Earth is calling you back." Her voice woke up my daydream. She smiled again and she's already spread on the divan like a piece of art ready to be seen and heard and admired. Her silky robes loosely hanging from her smooth skin as i run my fingers between her breasts to open the curtains of her robe and see the beauty behind the art. She won't deny me but she won't provoke me either. Only stay and carefully observe every move i made. Until i reached down her flat stomach and she giggled as she's extremely ticklish on this part.
"Have ya heard about the horse of Alexander?" She looked up at me in wonder. "It was a massive black untamed beast. The best of his breed of course but what's the use of the best when it's untamed?" I said and she smirked.
"And I'm sure Alexander found a way then to tame it.." she smartly guessed.
"Well this beast was offered to King Philip the second. The Macedonian King being a cunt of course refused the offer but his son being a trueborn stubborn Greek that he was challenged his father to keep the horse instead if he succeeded to tame it." I kissed her soft neck and she smiled holding her eyes closed to hear my story. "So Great Alec grab the horse who was kicking and backing from the bridles and turn his face towards the sun." I whisper on her ear turning her face to the sunset. Slowly peeling off the robe from her shoulders and let it fall on her waist i continue my story. "Look,dark beast -he said. There's no shadow to intimidate ya. There's no shadow to stand bigger than ya are. Look,dark beast." Her soft moans echoed in the room when i palm her soft breasts and let her rest on my chest. "Look and marvel at ya beauty. The sun is ya. Your mane in shadow looks dark and deadly but under the sun it burns red like the rays."
"And?" She asked raising her hand on my own to slowly drag it down between her legs. "Did it work? Did he mount the dark beast?" Her head fall back on my shoulder and i fondle her breast and stroke her small bud in circles until her breathing grew deeper.
"I bet the horse kick him." She chuckled softly and i continue my god's work on her body. It is god's work. When ya have somethin' like that in ya hands the less ya can do is to provide pleasure.
"More,Alfie." She murmured turning her face on the side to steal a long wet kiss. Pushing my hand deeper into her burning core and swaying her hips against my hand.
"Alec had to feed him from his own hand." Leaving her breast i took a globe of grapes from the coffee table and i saw it slipping between her lips. "Just like that." I whisper seeing her smiling and biting her lips. I can swear she grew wetter down there. "Eat from my hand. Drink from my flask." I went deeper and faster. Her soft walls started to clench around my fingers and she shivered from the feeling. "Be my guardian and companion to lands i do not know,to lands that have no name." She's slowly breaking. Her fainting voice cracking down as the white sheer blasts within her wrecking her down on my arms. "And when the time comes bury me deep."
The song of Solomon
"...Until the day breaks
ย ย ย ย and the shadows flee,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh
ย ย ย ย and to the hill of incense.
You are altogether beautiful,ย my darling;
ย ย ย ย there is no flawย in you."
Alfie smoothly reads from the book and she smiled softly as she stretch on his lap and lay her head on his shoulder.
ย "Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
ย ย ย ย come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
ย ย ย ย from the top of Senir,ย the summit of Hermon,
from the lionsโ dens
ย ย ย ย and the mountain haunts of leopards.
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
ย ย ย ย you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
ย ย ย ย with one jewel of your necklace.
ย How delightfulย is your love, my sister, my bride!"
Her hand was lazily brushing over his shirt on the chest as he continues.
ย ย ย ย "How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
ย ย ย ย more than any spice!"
Slowly the man put down his spectacles resting them on his chest. He turn to look at her and smiled lazily over the sight. Her eyes shining from excitement and enthusiasm. She always looked lighten up from his reading, always.
"Was that Jewish too?" she asked causing him a lazy chuckle.
"My most precious and ravishing godless creature.." he beams and her smile grew wider. She found fascinating the easy way and the poetry of his talking. ".. everything i read to ya is Jewish written in Hebrew and delivered in English for ya ears." he smirked. "The song of Solomon..and don't dare to ask if i wrong that down."
She chuckled and slap his shoulder. "No silly.." she made a grimace. "..why it has your name tho?" And before she could finish his wide rough palm smack the side of his hip making her squeal and giggle right after.
"Woman,ya ain't listening and it piss me off right? I'm tryin' yeh,to put this black godless sheep in the right path." he murmured pushing his face on the crook of her neck softly nibbling her sensitive skin.
"Am i a sheep?" she giggled from the ticklish beard grazing and making her hair stand.
"No.." he buckle up to see her in her big brown eyes. "Sheeps are quiet and obedient. Ya loud and a damn brat."
"What am i then?" she stands from his legs sitting before him. There,on the drawing room of Margate's apartment where they spend their afternoons talking or reading. Sometimes hearing the waves of the sea or shamelessly fucking making Edna downstairs turning red over shame. How many times this old bastard made the poor maid blush.
"A lioness." he marveled at her sitting comfortably on the spot looking at the woman before him. "With a pretty mane that i have to pull next time you roar louder than ya should,yeh?"
"It's not my fault, Alfie." she said playfully defensively to his accusations. They had already made love once before he could pull back his trousers and read her from the book and now she's slowly unfastening her silken robe revealing her shoulders and her intentions to him. Slightly bitting her lips gazing as always lovingly yet lustfully to the most.
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"ืงืฉื ืืืืืชย ืืืืืย ืืืืืืช ืืื ืฉืืื ืืืื.
(It's hard to be a noble lioness without a good roar.) He murmured taking in her perfect nature. Even dressed under this thin soft fabric her muscles and all the curves formed perfectly making his mouth watering and his eyes anticipating.
Instead she chuckled softly watching him. How she adores hearing him talking in Hebrew. She might not understands a word he's saying but the way he spoke. That soft deep steady voice made her weak. "You'd call me a dummy and i would still wet my knickers for you." her robe hanging open now her breasts keeping it from opening fully unfortunately for him but they have a great sight to her hooded sex.
"Ya wearing none,luv." he pointed out at the obvious. She was naked underneath it.
What was so fuckin' different about her,mate? I still don't know. I still can't tell. I do know tho how grateful i fuckin' am for leavin' bloody London behind,yeh? Let the world outside die. Let 'em fight and crawl for breadcrumbs. All of 'em. The Shelbys, the Italians are only fighting over their own corpses. And i know about death cus he's so close to me now that i can smell it. And i know i ain't going to be welcomed by God when I close my eyes. Hell awaits. But now i was being offered a piece of heaven and damned as i am i lay the hand and grab it. Yeh, I'll grab it and have it and enjoy it as much as i can last.
She moved to walk away and he stops her. Gently holding her hand on his own and kiss the crystal fingers and savour the essence of her skin. "When Eve walked among the animals and named them - nightingale, red-shouldered hawk, fiddler crab,fallow deer. I wonder if she ever wanted them to speak back, looked into their wide wonderful eyes and whispered, Name me,name me."
A gentle stroke came from her cold fingertips on the destroyed skin on the side of his cheek. He shut his pale eyes on her and smiled. "Eve. Mother of all, mother of sin and salvation." she leans over as she carry on admiring his skin, rotten or not.
"Are you Adam then?" she whispers ghosting over his lips.
"No." he answered with a subtle shake of his head. "I'm the snake." he smirked and his hand found the way between the layers of her robe and pinch her inner side of her milky thigh making her giggle and pull her down on his lap again.
Him: This Alfie obsession it's not normal
Me: thinking in how many ways i can kill him.
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Me when they knock the door for Christmas carols...๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ #dealingwithitjewishstyle
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A DRUNK GIRL WALKS IN THE BAKERY
Warnings: swearing, a bit of smut ๐
"So this is not the bar?" She mused almost surprised but quite delight to realise that herself.
And the baker sat behind for a moment watching her. All dressed up, littl' dress, littl' perfume and lots of booze on her veins. "How the fuck ya manage to crawl up here, treacle?" He smirked folding hands on the desktop marveling over the waving from the alcohol beauty before him. She chuckled lightly like a bell and looked around. Obviously,she had no idea herself.
"I was at the ah..you know.." she mumbled pointing out towards the door. "The uhm..the bar. My friend left with a bloke and i was left behind to finish the drinks that we paid for..boop.." Swaying she landed on the chair across his desk and he sighed in desperation. First,he had to find out where this came from and send it from the same way. Second,he needs to find Ollie and run his cane on his back for the loosen guarding of the bakery and third..well fuck! Where he supposed to send her like that?
"Ya have anyone you'd like to call now?" He asked but ignoring his question if she even heard or consider of it ostentatiously stretch her legs on his desk and with a long relaxed sigh she smiled.
"No.." the answer came smoothly. "I live in Paris.." Fuckin' great,he thought. "Oh no,no Paris.." she tried to remember. "I was in Paris two days ago..i think." But Alfie's patience started to pay off.
"Right..we don't care about that right now,do we?" He rub hands and at once stood up knowing that this little pain need a hotel room or something. Not that he was any kind of a gentleman but he knew exactly what it will happen to her if he let her loose on the streets like that,she was even lucky to make it here without being pushed down. And last thing he wanted was another rape or murder in his "yard". "Stand up now, don't get ya self comfortable." He beckons. "We need to find ya a room to stay.." he walked around to help her up and she grabbed his hand and put it on her cheek.
"Your room?" The smug smirk rise across her lips. Her small face almost vanish half of it covered with his big rough hand yet it seemed like she found it quite smooth to rub her cheek on it. Which surely didn't escaped unnoticed or ineffectively from him. He raised a brow on that. "But.." she pointed out. "I must tell you,mr bartender, I'm a bit a confused..."
"And drunk.." he adds.
"Yes,that too." She sighed deeply and he looked at her bossom rising and falling heavily when she took his hand from her cheek and rest it in between her breasts. "You have many rings and that confuses me..Am i stepping on someone else's field?"
Alfie narrow his dark eyes on her and couldn't help but run a look on his hand nesting on her tits. "Ya steppin' on my field, treacle.." he grunt. "Strangely enough ya managed to pass guards and big lads that keep it tight around, ain't ya?" Suddenly, something hit him really hard like awaking. Without a second thought,with a swift move he remove his hand from her breasts and grab her neck. He leans down on her and looked at her not so scared expression. "Who send ya?" He whispers threateningly. "Talk now and i promise I won't hurt ya,hm.."
"I take from this that you're not married.." she grins although he had a tight fist around her. "Is this foreplay? Are we on it already?" He couldn't help but snorted and let down his hand.
"Fuckin' hell.." he shakes his head. "Stand up.." he said straight up and intended to grab his coat he continues. "I need to take ya.." but before he could finish his sentence he hears behind him all the content of his desk being sharply removed from the desktop with his papers flying across the room and her indolently laying on his desktop.
"Oh yes, please. That would be wonderful to take me." She chuckled softly watching him as soft curls from her hair fall on her face.
"Ya would wake up screamin' on my ears so no. Get ya arse down of it." He commands and she narrow her eyes. "Don't gimme that look and step down!" He said with authority. He was the boss there anyway. He wouldn't allow someone just because she have a booze heat to destroy his office.
But she was drunk and unaware of there and mostly with who she was. "Are you gay?" She asked him simply and blast in laugher. "Oh no, such a walk i bet you carry a heavy weight between your legs."
He hangs back the coat on the nail and sighed. This is going to be a long night,he thought and walked back towards her crossing his arms under his chest.
When he reached at the desk and looked down at the intruder stretching like a cat on his desk he grunt. "Ya have ten seconds to crawl down." His husky voice only escalate her already heaten up head.
"Why?" She meows teasing his apron around his waist. "You clean the desk and I'm dusting it?" She smirked pulling him closer from the strings.
"Why it's so fuckin' difficult for ya to summon some sense and leave this place,hm?" He pondered out loud making her giggle. Her silk dress wrinkled up as she wrap her legs around him. And he sighed cus obviously had no other choice than carry her on the car. With a deep grown he pick her up as she grab her coat and purse same as he did with his coat on the way out.
"Alfie?" Ollie appeared when he reached the way out.
"No comments. We'll talk tomorrow about where ya have been this evenin', right?" That was a straight threat to him that he better have an excuse about his absence.
"He's taking me to him room to make love to me!" She happily lay her head on Alfie's shoulder caressing his back. Watching all this Ollie snorted and Alfie roll his eyes.
"Shut up.." he murmured stepping outside to find the car and shove her in.
The way to the house was equally painful and torturing for him. She was all over him, kissing his neck, rubbing his thigh as he drive she almost straddle him in the middle of the fucking way. Constantly testing his limits to the point the idea to pull over and fuck her was tempting. But of course,he wasn't a saint or a gentleman. Once the door was closed behind they throw the coats on the couch and after a small session of eating eachother's face against the wall they end up fucking like dogs on the rag.
Later on he found himself in the painful position of the floor with the back against it and her on top of him riding him like a racehorse. "Sweet Jesus! Fuck!" She moans at the final throes. Delightful and smiling with both Alfie's hands on her breasts.
She finally unmount him and stood up. He was even surprised that she had a courage to stand up so quickly while he was still panting like a dog on the carpet completely worn out. "You know, Alfie.." she said walking to the couch and pull out a cigarette from her purse and lit it up dragging in the smoke then letting it out. "I suspect that you're not a bartender.." she mused making him snorted. But before he knew she had pulled out a gun aiming as the smile on his face froze and slowly faded away.
"Who are you?" He asked grave serious. He was in a bad position even to react. Pantless and helpless on the floor with a gun pointing at him.
"Romanovs send their regards." She grins and once he attended to move she gribs the gun tight. "Ah..ah..if i was you i wouldn't do that." She warned him. "Where is the egg?" Having no other choice Alfie stood up slowly picking up his clothes and his smashed pride and deliver it to her from the strong box. And she didn't let him to get close of course. She wasn't stupid. Being smart enough to know that he could easily push her down if she gets closer she asked him to put the Fabergรฉ on the table and step behind. Once she had the egg and she was fully dressed she sighed sadly watching him. "It's sad that you'll probably want to kill me from now on cus i really wanted a second date." She smirked.
"Ya can have it.." Alfie shrugged. "Put the egg down and everything will be forgotten,yeh?" She giggled at the obvious lie but couldn't help and bite her lips.
"As a jeweller you must know that if there's something more rare than a fine cock like yours it's definitely a Fabergรฉ." Taking few steps towards the door she looked behind once again and smiled. "It was a pleasure, Mr Solomons." She dips her head in courtesy and vanish in the dark night.
Me being a loving wife asking my man if he's alright ๐๐๐๐
Happy happy birthday for yesterday to this brilliant man named Ridley Scott!!!โค๏ธโฅ๏ธ Creator of many incredible and legendary projects like Gladiator, Hannibal Thelma and Louise and many many more. Happy birthday leg!
A small tribute for his masterpiece, Gladiator. Gladiator was a movie filmed around 1997-1999 if I'm not mistaken. It was truly an "outsider" for the academy awards but when you're Ridley Scott you can make this happen. Even for a movie like Gladiator who's basically a cheesy action ancient fight movie he made it happen. The project was so well placed and executed that manipulated the academy that it was indeed a sophisticated project although anyone could see it without being bored to death. In this movie we have action,we have real acting and worth mentioning performances! Yes motherfuckers! Russel Crowe was incredible! And you want to know who gave literally birth to the now days villains? Joaquin fucking Phoenix! Yes he's that kind of character who you hate with your soul but we wouldn't have later "Loki!" Or "Joffrey"! Admit it their performance was passed on that. I know it,you know it we all know it! So thank you Joaquin!
But let's focus for a bit in this picture right here. I love Taboo. We all love. We had a great leading character,Tom! We had an incredible writing team Chip Hardy,Tom Hardy and Steve Knight! And Ridley fucking Scott in the production!!!!! Yaaaas!!! You same as i could only ask what could possibly go wrong with this dream team? Well the answer is in the picture between Steve's and Tom's legs. Exactly! BBC! That ruined this incredible project and is written all over Ridley's face and I don't blame him. None of them actually although Steve's smile tells me that he's the wrongdoer here. In conclusion, sadly i see all the potentials for this project to be great sinking when i saw the bbc being marked behind! Taboo,is not the Crown! Or the peaky blinders,it doesn't belong there. BBC cannot support these kind of projects!
What i was saying again? Oh yes, happy birthday Ridley ๐๐๐โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
#ridleyscott
โ๏ธ Alfie Solomons โ๏ธ The fire maker or rum maker or my husband whatever suits you ๐คฃ๐ฅ๐ฅ #alfiesolomons
#peakyblinders
#tomhardy
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