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whenever i'm alone with you, you make me feel like i am free again whenever i'm alone with you, you make me feel like i am clean again

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“i work in a stuffy gallery where gaudy, emotionless pieces get sold and mine get zero attention at all. pretty sure if there was an eighth level of hell that dante forgot to write about, this would be it,” hannah exhales a faint chuckle, always eager to leave work at work - a shame that her passion had been muted into little more than a paycheck, but she figured it was the necessary sacrifice to keep them going. “dunno, you could always eat me instead,” her pink tongue pokes out at him, thighs parting just the slightest as long, tanned legs hook around his waist and implore his presence closer. “besides, i believe in you and your music— you’re gonna be a star one day, cool boy. actually, i already think you’re one, so i’m just waiting on the rest of the world to fuckin’ catch on already.”

“one day you’re gonna sell your paintings for a like, a bajillion dollars,” reno says and pulls on hannah’s skirt, playfully. “they’re amazing and each one you do just gets better,” he believes it, he’s always amazed whenever hannah finishes one. he bites his lip, trying to hide his chuckle at her little joke. “i could eat you,” he pushes her shirt up, inching down and kissing her stomach. he looks up at her as he gets her skirt down to her thighs. “sounds cute when you call me a star,” he says and presses his palm against her crotch. he licks his lips, pulling back so he could get her skirt all the way off. he moves back down and kisses hannah’s inner thigh, nosing at her pussy through her underwear. “is this okay, babygirl?”

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ohan’s previous home had been a dream, a luxury that zero never felt worthy of. he often felt too big, too out of place, even after ohan insisted that it was his home, too; for awhile there, zero felt like a kept man, and perhaps buried deep beneath within, there was a grotesque need to feel needed, to maintain & uphold his part. his book became a surprising success - even though it put a slight damper on his friendships… it also meant that zero finally had to means to go equally into a new home for their family. standing in the middle of an empty foyer, the brute draped a languid arm across his husband’s shoulders and pressed a kiss to his temple. “isn’t this place brilliant? big rooms, big yard, big everything— certainly helpful for a big lad like me, y’know?” ( @arenos )

ohan was so happy for his husband. thanks to the nice royalties, he was even able to take some time off work to spend with his family. he squeezed zero’s hand and told him, “it’s perfect, baby.” he kisses zero’s cheek and laced his fingers with zero’s and pulled him through the house. he looked around and still couldn’t believe this place was theirs. “i love it so much,” he wrapped his arms around zero’s waist, “and i love you, too. you made all of this possible.” the trucks and movers were on their way. thank god, they could afford it because they didn’t really have very many people to help them move. and for the move day, their moms were watching the kids. 

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hannah slips onto reno’s lap with ease, always eager to shake off the mundanity of hours spent in a lifeless gallery and return home to the only person who truly knew how to make her happy. “missed you more,” she murmurs softly, wrinkling her nose fondly at him. there’s always a little jolt of excitement whenever hannah sees reno’s guitar out, a poignant indication that he’d taken up his passion once more. “write anything today?” she awaits on his answer as she takes a hit, holding the smoke for a moment before exhaling a plume of smoke and resting her cheek into the crook of his neck. “you look so handsome all the time,” she whispers, nosing at his jawline and curling into him. “can’t i get paid to stay home and admire you all day? that sounds really sappy, but mostly, i’m in it to see that dashing little ass of yours.”

“i always write,” he tells her, but he’s not really thinking about that. he’s thinking about how good she looks. he kisses her again and then runs his fingers through her hair. “you’re sweet. you’re really sweet,” he says, chuckling softly as he looks to her. “you didn’t tell me how your day was,” he notes and curls his fingers around her wrist. he grabbed the pipe from her hand and set it on the table. he pushes her on the couch, fitting between her legs and looking down at her. “was it so bad you wanna give up making actual money and stay at home with me all day? because while that’s great and all, we need to eat.” he smiles and tries to push the feeling that he’s a failure away. he brings no money to them and it personally crushes him, he feels emasculated. 

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“how was work, babes?” reno asks as hannah steps inside their apartment, their puppy rushing to meet his wife’s feet. he sits up, reaching for his little baggie of weed and loading up a bowl for them to share. he pulls hannah into his lap and kisses her, handing her the pipe and a lighter. “i missed you,” he says. his day was easy, he spent most of it watching tv and playing guitar. he was almost finished writing his first EP but was finding it impossible to find a studio to record it in. he loved when hannah would finally get home and distract him. he moves his hand up hannah’s thigh, up her skirt and looks up at her. “you look so pretty, all the time..” 

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ohan lied next to zero, the room was completely dark aside from the light emitting from ohan’s alarm clock. it was the middle of the night and ohan woke up completely aroused. this was the fourth night in a row he’d done this. the previous nights, he went into the bathroom and took care of himself but tonight was different. he really wanted zero. the want was deep in his stomach and ohan felt a bit ravenous. he cuddled up to his fiancee and started kissing his neck. ohan was scared about this feeling he’d been having lately. he was aroused so easily, he felt like he was going through puberty a second time. luckily, he wasn’t popping spontaneous boners, considering with his profession that would be immensely awful. genuinely, though, ohan hadn’t ever been aroused by the sight of a vagina. which was why he thought he was so good at his job. 

he put his hand on zero’s abdomen and continued kissing his neck. “daddy,” he mumbled, trying to rouse zero from his sleep. “daddy, i want you,” he said, his voice low and raspy. he nosed at his jawline, hooking his leg over zero’s waist. “daddy,” he hummed once more, really wanting zero to wake up. when he felt zero start to wake up, he grinned widely. “mmm, you’re awake,” he pressed his lips to zero’s in an enticing kiss. “i know it’s late but i really, really want you,” he writhes against zero’s thigh. ohan hadn’t even thought of the possibility of zero rejecting him. it was just a matter of waking zero up and telling him what ohan was feeling. 

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“yeah? yeah?” zero hadn’t necessarily believed himself to be worthy of a great love. he’d seen hannah and reno’s connection, but he was unsure if he’d ever have anything quite so intense of his own. when he finally got with ohan, though, everything in his life changed for the better — he felt motivated, ambitious, he wanted to be a better man. he got his shit together for pearl, he was someone of substance for the first time ever. every good thing zero now had in his life was solely rooted back to ohan. “god, i love you, ohan,” he exhaled, kissing him deeply and grinning like a fool. “we can have all the doves you want at our wedding - think we could get an elephant or something? i’ve always dreamed of riding an elephant.”

“i love you too,” ohan put his hands on zero’s face. “you’re the absolute man of my dreams and i wouldn’t trade you for the world.” he kisses him repeatedly and then hugs him tight. he kisses his neck, “we’ll get you an elephant, babe. get you everything you could ever want.” 

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butterflies erupt in her stomach as reno’s words touch her core, leaving the brunette to nuzzle his nose and huddle closer in the middle of the vacant gallery. without straying her gaze away from her husband, hannah calls out, “mr. daniels, i’m taking my lunch break!” a grumbled reply comes from his office, incoherent around whatever food he’s inhaling - given his fixation on his employee, he’s not a huge fan of reno and keeps to himself whenever the boy comes around… which is quite often, naturally. “you know, we’ve got an empty office,” she hums between passionate kisses, already fantasizing about reno ripping the buttons off her blouse, “and i think i’d look quite good bent over a desk, don’t you think?”   

she guides him through the halls and turns the corner into a vacant office, locking the door behind them. “we’ve just gotta make sure the boss doesn’t hear,” she warns him, but the possibility of almost getting caught kind of makes everything feel more exciting. “sit there,” hannah gestures at the big leather seat behind the desk, and as she waits for reno to seat himself, she pulls down her hair from its messy bun and lets it spill over her shoulders, unbuttoning her blouse to flash her cleavage and black lace bra underneath. “how do i look, daddy?” she coos, leaning over the desk to give him a better look. “like my little work uniform?”

reno was beyond excited, already filling out in his pants. he laced their fingers, kissing her on the cheek softly. “god damn, hannah.” he’s having a hard time keeping his hands off her but he allowed hannah to have control of the situation. he sat down at the desk and looked up at her, with such love and lust in his eyes. “i’ll try to keep it down, as long as you do,” he felt himself over his jeans, watching her intently. “you’re the loud one anyways,” he teased. he squeezes his cock through his pants as hannah pulled her hair out of the bun. as she leaned over the desk, his eyes were immediately drawn to her chest. “you look so fucking hot, babes...” he says, his mouth watering.

“i’m so hard,” he says and rolls his hips, dying for any bit of friction. this was so risky and this could get hannah fired, but he couldn’t stop himself. he leaned forward and kisses her intensely, hands on her jaw and neck. “i love you,” he says against her lips. “i love you so much,” he knots his fingers in her hair. once he pulls away he blushes, “you’re so fucking hot, hannah, it kills me... good god, look at you.”

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hcnnchs:

“well, part of the surprise…,” zero suddenly felt a bit bashful, wondering if his plan was even enough for someone who had grown up in such luxury. still, he was determined to make this night count for something. “and there were supposed to be doves, but that’s a bit expensive, and they’d just ruin your lovely suit anyway. my real surprise, which actually shouldn’t come as much of surprise at all, is, um,” his voice grew soft and low, a gentle grumble, as he dropped to his knees — in a considerably less salacious fashion than before — and pulled a velvet box from his pocket, “…. this.” the box opened to present a ring to his boyfriend, earnestly holding it out to ohan. “ohan sweets, you strange, gorgeous boy that’s made my life so complete… will you marry me?”

ohan gasped, looking down at his boyfriend with the biggest smile on his face. he was somewhat expecting this but it was still heart stopping. he held out his hand to zero and nodded, “of fucking course! yes! yes a million!” he giggled happily as zero slipped the ring on his finger. he pulled him up after and kissed him firmly, wrapping his arms around zero’s waist. he giggled again once he pulled back from the kiss. “i love you, zero. i fucking love you,” he put his hands on zero’s face and smiled, the apples of his cheeks a bright pink which was unusual for ohan. he liked to remain calm. but all that was out the window the second he saw zero down on one knee. he grinned cheekily, “and don’t worry about the doves, babe. we’ll have plenty at the wedding.” 

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“that’s still amazing! and it’s something that you love—- you really do know your shit, after all. i’m so thrilled for you, babe!” hannah was genuinely so happy for reno, she couldn’t keep her hands to herself. they’d managed to stay clean, with the natural exception of weed and the occasional pills because that never really counted, but removing drugs just gave them more time for sex - lots more time for sex. “if my boss wasn’t in the next room, i’d shag you senseless right now,” she whispered, indulging in a few kisses on his neck before mr. daniels could come in. “but we’re celebrating all night long— hope you don’t plan on leaving the bed for a few days.”

“paris, yes!” she squealed when he spun her around, already imagining the adventures they have. “imagine all the wine and macaroons and baguettes and… i don’t know, whatever else they eat in france!” moments like this made every hardship feel so worth it; their happiness radiated so intensely between the two of them, she could practically feel his glow. “whenever you’d like! we’ll be travelling by train, so… well, that’s somewhere else we can add to the long list of places i’ve blown you.”

“you could shag me,” he teases, “i’ll tell you if he’s coming.” reno hasn’t been able to really focus on anything other than sex. he was madly in love with hannah and whenever he looked at her, his heart swelled and he always felt a sense of arousal because she was so gorgeous and she was his. the way she dressed didn’t help. he loved it, though. he loved her dearly, endlessly. it was like he couldn’t contain it within himself and it was probably bad because he didn’t want to do anything but be with her. it was hell when hannah was at work and he had heard about her perv of a boss and he wasn’t jealous or anything, he was just scared he’d do something to hannah and... that fear mixed with his obsession with her made it difficult for him not to follow her to work. sure they texted and always facetimed on hannah’s break but still.. he wanted to be with her at all times. it was a bit alarming, maybe. but he loved her.

he sets her down and kisses her passionately. “oh god, hannah, i’m so in love with you. it’s crazy,” he runs his fingers through her hair. he smiles brightly at her. “can you go on your lunch now?” he asks, grabbing her hand and playing with her fingers. he was half hard in his pants. “i really wanna show you how excited i am...” he grins. 

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zero happily swallowed up ohan’s spunk, a chesire grin stretching across his lips as he lifted to his feet and kissed his boyfriend deeply. “mm, and that’s not even the entirety of your surprise,” he murmured into the kiss, making sure both of them were fully tucked in and smoothing down their respective messy heads of  hair before curling his hand around ohan’s wrist. “c’mon, love, i think we’ve still got time before we miss it completely,” he insisted, tugging the boy alone excitedly— they barely made it down the alleyway before the scheduled fireworks went off in the sky, a dazzling array that ohan deserved. “well… that’s part of it… the surprise was sort of ruined but i, um, i hope you like them anyway? they’re all your favorite colors.”

ohan chuckled, “thank you, daddy. you’re perfect.” he laces their fingers and follows zero, eyes on his tall boyfriend. he was so cute, ohan’s stomach flipped all the time he looked at him. he was legitmately the cutest boy ohan had ever met. he was sweet and funny and gorgeous in a strange way. that’s what ohan liked though. he wasn’t really attracted to the most conventionally attractive men. he wraps his arm around zero’s waist as they get to the end of the alleyway when he sees the fireworks. he tilts his head and purses his lips. “they’re pretty,” he says, glancing back towards his boyfriend, “that was the surprise? fireworks?”  ohan was playing dumb, he knew there was more to it and he was a million times thankful but he took a bit of pleasure in teasing zero, liked seeing him squirm.

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“reno! that’s amazing!” hannah squeals, nearly jumping with glee and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. it’s not that she minded being the only one with a job, but she knew how much it bothered reno; he had told her that he wanted to provide for them, and she was elated that he was being given that opportunity. “i’m so happy for you, this is incredible,” she kisses his face all over, careful to be gentle around his wounds but generally smothering him in affection. “where are you gonna be working? when did this happen?” her voice kept getting higher, and this was probably unprofessional, but she really couldn’t be bothered to give a damn. 

“i’ve got some exciting news, too,” she hums happily, draping her arms around his neck and languidly playing with curls. “i just got off the phone with my granda, and when i told them that you and i had been a little bit too busy – and broke – to have much of a honeymoon, he insisted otherwise and would be sending me the tickets immediately.” she nudges her nose against his with a faint smirk, a dreamy look in her eyes, “how do you feel about you, me, and paris?”

“it’s not like the best paying, but it’s a job. ya know where i bought my new skateboard? well, i was talking with the guy there, he owns the place and i was telling him how i just came back from america and was kind of struggling to find a job and he offered me one right on the spot!” he says, animatedly. he grinned, “he was all like ‘well, kid you know your shit and i’m shorthanded’.” reno smiles and pulls hannah closer, hands all over her. it was extremely unprofessional and he knew but he was so excited and well, since he’d quit doing drugs, he and hannah were even more physical. seemed impossible but sex was upped from once a day to like... five times a day sometimes. it was a little exhausting but he just felt so good about everything. he felt on top of the world.

exciting news was reno’s favorite kind of news. he bit his lip, “yeah? what is it then?” he put his hands on hannah’s ass, squeezing it and looking into her eyes. he listened carefully, his face lighting up at the word honeymoon. he gasps, “hannah, no! paris?!” he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up, spinning her around. it was painfully cheesy but reno didn’t concern himself with things like that. he was too caught up in his love with hannah, super blind to everything else around him. “when? i’ll have to tell my new boss but jesus, hannah, paris?!”

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