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hookdesires:
❝ Don’t look at me. Uma’s the one who keeps him around, but then again yer’ son has been there fer’ me since we were we little maggots. ❞ Harry shouldn’t have been speaking about Gil this way, especial to Gil’s own father, yes sometimes Gil was not the brightest crayon in the box, but Harry couldn’t lie and say that those things weren’t true about Gil however. Gil was still a very loyal member of the Lost Revenge.
Gaston shrugged. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have the same thoughts about his son. The youngest of his boys, and the dullest. He was a good hunter, and decent with the sword, but too much like one of his father’s hunting dogs for the elder Gaston to give him much of an encouraging thought. “He’s certainly blindly loyal that way.”
goddessnanna:
His motion had her head spinning, a soft mewl escaping her lips. Nanna’s pace increased a little, moving up a gear, drifting deeper, going faster, chasing more. Her heart rate picked up, the feel of his skin under her making her reel. He was like a drug. He was intoxicating. All she wanted was for him to be whole, to be happy, to be filled with bliss.
Nanna nipped at Alexandre’s lower lip, sucking gently in the moment after, nails marking his shoulders, kisses moving to his throat as she settle into a rhythm that matched what he asked - the balanced, connected control, the wildness of pleasure and vulnerability all rolled into one.
G-d but the way she sounded, the way she looked, how she moved. How had he gone through his life without being Alexandre with her? His hands went to her lower back, and with a growl, he leaned up, so that he was sitting with her against his chest, her body braced by his arms. He could do little more than rock with her as she picked up her pace, but it was good, far too good. One hand reached up to tangle in her hair, forcing her head back so he could kiss and suck at her collarbone, marking her just below the neckline of her gowns, as she had so expertly marked his shoulders with her nails.
The heat in his belly rolled over and over, making his muscles tight in anticipation of release. “Nanna.” He whined against her throat, his teeth bared slightly as the pressure built in a pinpoint and broke in his climax. It was quick, far too quick for his tastes, but shattering in pleasure.
hookdesires:
❝ Yeah, if only his brain wasn’t the size of peanut, he’d actually remember tae’ bring et with him whenever he leaves the shop. ❞
It wasn’t as if Harry were saying untrue things, or things that Gaston didn’t believe himself, it was just surprising to hear such things from someone Gil spoke so highly of. “And yet, you keep him around.”
russkiyuragan:
Shane fell silent, smiling a bit at the gentle care he was being shown. It was surprising coming from Gaston - not that he believed him incapable of it, just that he never thought he’d see the man do that. “What’s the verdict, doc?” His nose wasn’t broken,.thankfully.
“It’s not broken, but you’ll never be as pretty as I am, sorry.” He grinned, despite the furrow in his brow as he pinched at Shane’s nose to staunch the bleeding. “Keep the gauze there. Don’t hold your head back, should be fine. I once saw a guy who spit out a glob so big it looked like an organ. Really bad nosebleeds, all the time.”
[ 📲 • sms ] —— hey can i call you now?
[sms] Now’s not a great time. Can u try in ten minutes?
text messages.
[ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to drunk text me rn? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— didn’t you get my last text? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you ignoring me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m so bored! [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey you 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— blue is definitely your color 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— ugh i wish you were here! [ 📲 • sms ] —— i think you’re going to like what you see 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you’ve been on my mind all day today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you gonna fall asleep on me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— NO don’t fall asleep on me again tonight! [ 📲 • sms ] —— you fell asleep on me last night! you owe me now [ 📲 • sms ] —— send me a picture 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey cutie! haven’t talked to you in a while! [ 📲 • sms ] —— why did you stop texting me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey can i call you now? [ 📲 • sms ] —— call me rather talk on the phone [ 📲 • sms ] —— sweet dreams….with me in them 😉 jk [ 📲 • sms ] —— oooooh, i like the sound of that 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna hang out tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna do tomorrow? ☺️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— you looked really good today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— can’t wait to see you xoxo [ 📲 • sms ] —— talk dirty to me [ 📲 • sms ] —— maybe i can stay the night with you tomorrow [ 📲 • sms ] —— dang you take long enough to text back. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you are the slowest texter ever. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate texting you sometimes. you take forever. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you take forever and a day to reply. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i was wondering where you went. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what happened? where did you go? [ 📲 • sms ] —— k. [ 📲 • sms ] —— ok that’s cool. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s wrong with you? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey where was you today? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna come over? [ 📲 • sms ] —— why are you texting me? i’m standing right beside you… [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate one word texters. [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop one wording me. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you mad at me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna talk about? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you like me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i love you 😍 [ 📲 • sms ] —— miss you 😘 [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop sending me that wink face. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you okay? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m gonna take a shower brb [ 📲 • sms ] —— hold on i gotta do something real quick. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to sext me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— my dog/cat said he/she missed you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s your dog/cat doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you watching? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i see how it is 😜 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you can’t text me but you can be on facebook/twitter/instagram/ [ 📲 • sms ] —— how come you never text me anymore? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i gave you my number so you could text me punk 😛 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me back anymore ☹️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— sorry didn’t mean to bug you [ 📲 • sms ] —— you only text me when i text you first. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me first! [ 📲 • sms ] —— wanna go catch a movie tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you mean by that status you posted? [ 📲 • sms ] —— guess what emoji is next to your name in my phone? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey stranger. stop being a stranger. [ 📲 • sms ] —— did you miss me? 😆 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m looking through your pictures right now. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i saw that selfie you just posted. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you text me after i upload a bomb selfie i see. [ 📲 • sms ] —— it’s okay you don’t to lie to me. [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that was so sweet. ☺️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that just made me smile. ️☺️☺️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g i’m punching you so hard the next time i see you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g you get on my nerves. [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey there ! remember me ? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you going to ignore me again tomorrow?
russkiyuragan:
“Motherfucker punched me with enough rings he might as well have been wearing brass knuckles. I’d be surprised if it didn’t look gross.” He teased back.
With a tender, but sure hand, not expected of someone with his size, he took hold of Shane’s cheek and began to tend to the worst of the blood, cleaning it from below his nose, touching the skin to make sure it wasn’t broken.
hookdesires:
❝ Wharf rat? Tha’ what they call all of us now? Wouldn’t be surprised if Gil was half way home already. Here, he left in such a hurry, he forgot his sword. ❞
“That and worse.” He held his hand out for the blade, wrapping thick fingers around the hilt to inspect it. “I’ll bring it home to him. He’s sure to be missing it. It’s a decent tool.”
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❝ Imma’ ‘fraid yer’ too late, mate. Gil already left, said somethin’ bout ye’ comin’ after him if he was home late again. ❞ @bitinghunter
“So he chooses now to listen, eh? When I’ve made the trip all the way to your little wharf rat hideaway to collect him? My poor boots.”
@jclifou answered your ask: [ �� • sms ] —— i was wondering where you went.
[sms] You know that when you come out with me that’s the risk.
[sms] women like flirting with me.
God, I want to mark you. With my mouth, my tongue, my teeth, my fingers, my nails. I want to leave blooming red and purple on your skin, scratches and kisses and hickies. I want to hear the sounds you make when I do. I want everyone to know who you belong to.
russkiyuragan:
He laughed a bit in spite of himself, lowering his hand so Gaston could get a look. “That would be appreciated. It ain’t broken.” He said with a slight smile. “The other guy likely is at the hospital so I think I still did good.”
“Yeah, yeah. Still looks gross.” He winced, though his tone was good natured, teasing almost. He turned to his locker, retrieving some tape and gauze from the small kit he took with him every time he went to the gym, out of habit.
@russkiyuragan answered your ask: ��
“You look fine.” Gaston had seen his share of blood in the army, and more. He wasn’t squeamish. It’s never as easy when it’s a friend though. He shifted off the chair, leaning in to inspect Shane’s face. “I got some gauze and stuff in my locker.”
goddessnanna:
He was injured - she had to remind herself of that. They had spend months helping him heal, and there were many months to go. It was a long journey, but none of it seemed to matter. His warmth, his presence, the fullness of him as he shifted beneath her…Nanna’s eyes closed, teeth catching her lower lip for a moment before seeking him; to touch, to taste, to explore. Her pace picks up a little, still controlled, still lingering, teasing, longing, waiting to see how he’d respond - how he’d reciprocate.
In many cultures, though not his, this would be considered a sin. The way she touched him, the way her hips moved as she took him in, the way he kissed the bite of her plump lips. But the feeling was holy. The heat of it, the pleasant thrum bursting through his skin, the tightness of his abdomen, he basked in it. His large hands went to her hips, marking them with his fingerprints. His. His princess. Nanna. Like a mantra in his mind as his hips ground against hers, seeking more.
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Stripper would suit him well tbh smth like the Thudner Down Under/Magic Mike where it's just testosterone xD
right that’s what i’m saying