i hope you find peace, friendship, happiness, and everything youāve ever dreamed of. i hope you know you are so loved. i hope you know how much you matter. i hope you never give up on your dream. i hope that you live to see another day. i hope you know youāre worth more than the stupid opinions of others. i hope you know that there is beauty and strength in every fibre of your being. i hope you know that you are not alone, and that i will always be here for you.
You donāt need a good reason to exist right now. You donāt need a grand purpose or anything. Just be here, have a nice laugh, and be yourself. And if thereās a day where you arenāt able to do that, you have tomorrow and all your days after that. I love you.
ā¬Ā Ā š§Ā ā It's enough to cool off your pulse points in order to cool off your whole body. Stay still and let me work.ā On a night too hot for sleeping, Chevalier leaves the bed to prepare his plan for cooling off the two of you. And he tells you to wait for himĀ naked.
Chevalier Michel x f!ReaderĀ ā¢Ā rating:Ā E (MDNI)Ā ā¢Ā tags:Ā Ice Play; Temperature Play; Vaginal Fingering; Vaginal Sex; Neck Kissing; Creampie; AftercareĀ ā¢Ā wordcount:Ā 2,060 ā¢Ā masterlist
a/n: for darling @aquagirl1978 <3 Hope you enjoy ~ Part of Late Summer Rendezvous, prompt 11: A night too hot for sleeping & prompt 10: Hot skin + Cold sensations
It's too hot to sleep tonight.
In the act of throwing the covers off your body, your hand accidentally bumps into Chevalier's on the other side of the bed.
Oh no. Worried that you startled him in his sleep, you freeze for a second, listening to his breathing - but he surprises you in turn, breaking the dead silence of the hot summer night.
"So you too can't sleep."
Seeing right through you is perhaps not such a difficult task for Chevalier when you've shown one too many signs. But while you were tossing around, turning in various positions to seek after the imaginary coldness on the bedsheets where the heat of your body hasn't touched, you thought Chevalier was sleeping. Turns out, he's once again the wiser one, remaining completely still even in his troubled awakeness so as to not produce more body heat in useless movement.
You mutter a hum of assent. "It's awfully hot these days. Might as well give up on sleeping and do something productive instead..."
Chevalier produces a breathy noise that can be both interpreted as a rare show of annoyance towards the smoldering temperatures, and... a tiny sneer.
"You're starting to sound like me, simpleton. But it's futile. The heat would get in the way of your concentration."
Staring at the barely visible contours of the intricate design of the ceiling above, you frown a little at the accent he put on the word you. Right, of course, this won't be a problem for him. But the facts are that he's right here in bed with you, not seated at his desk busying himself with things more productive.
"Instead we can do something to cool ourselves off and attempt to get rest tonight."
You blink at the implication, hazy mind beginning to go through the options once again. Before your mouth can open for a suggestion, the king-size bed whispers a soft creak as Chevalier lifts his weight off the mattress, telling you he'll be returning in a bit.
And to wait for him naked.
You understimulated the difficulty of the task Chevalier left you with. Granted, he's seen every millimeter of your naked flesh, has studied it like a battle map and has familiarized himself with every curve and edge. You're aware of that, and the hint of embarrassment serves only to annoy, in the form of an additional layer of heat on your cheeks. Illogical but sure to gradually fade the less you think about it.
You have a bigger problem. A big, wet problem between your legs.
Chevalier had taught your body to get wet for him upon asking you to strip. Now completely nude, you remove your shaky fingers from between your legs with the liquid proof of that shocking realization. There wasn't as much as a hint of anything suggestive about to take place in this bed upon his arrival, yet here you are, waiting for him ready for something that's not gonna happen.
Your embarrassment suddenly makes more sense, and now you have to deal with two pestering, irritating sensations ruling over your body at once.
The bedroom doors are pushed open and the noise startles you, even if you've been expecting to hear it any second now. Chevalier doesn't bother casting any light upon the bed as he makes his way to it.
"It would be best if you lie on your stomach for this."
Another wave of arousal coils in the pit of your belly as you comply.
The darkness is not on your side as it allows you to make out Chevalier's gaze but not the contents of the tray in his hands. He sets it aside as he begins to take off his own sleepwear behind you where you can't see. He could be down to full nakedness just like you, your mind already vividly painting the picture.
"Brace yourself, this might surprise you."
What will? Hands grasping the sheets, you gulp as your throat dries and your senses sharpen up with anticipation.
Chevalier's warm hand takes hold of the sole of your left foot, as if to keep it in place and prevent sudden movements. Your curiosity is eating you up inside.
Then you feel it. Shocking stimuli of freezing coldness on your ankle, making your whole body shiver.
"Ice..." You gasp out, finally unveiling the mysterious sensation Chevalier inflicted on your body.
You can hear the smirk in his voice as he replies with a single word.
"Correct."
Just as you get used to the welcomed coldness, Chevalier moves to your other ankle, rubbing the ice cube there too.
Barely touching the skin, he traces along the length of your leg and he arrives at the back of your knee and presses it there.
You gasp out your surprise, shoving your head in the pillow to prevent any other such noises from escaping because of how embarrassing it would seem to fall for the same trick thrice, and you can't help it. The fold of your knee is so, so sensitive, and the strong sensation makes good use of it. Chevalier explains, as if reading your thoughts.
"It's enough to cool off your pulse points in order to cool off your whole body. Stay still and let me work."
You had no intentions of doing anything but. You feel the melted ice stream down your skin to soak into the bedsheet and Chevalier replaces it with a new one when he moves to your other knee.
His fingertips are icy as he holds your wrist flush to the bed, even if you've gotten used to the startling sensation and are doing your best at remaining still. You love that he insists on holding you.
The crooks of your elbows receive the same chilling treatment. His next command is for you to prop up on your elbows, so that he can have a better reach of your neck. It's a spot you anticipated, pulsing with heat, and thankfully he doesn't neglect it.
The rivulets of cold water make their way down the valley of your breasts, and for a second you think the position doesn't allow for Chevalier to see them. You're surprised when he traces them with a finger.
"Are you feeling colder now?"
Holding your position with only your lower body rested flush against the bed, you suck on your lip. In order to reach all your spots, Chevalier had moved on top of you, his muscular bare thighs straddling your own legs.
"I... Yes. Thank you."
"Liar."
Ice-cold fingertips trace along your spine, sending a strong shiver. They arrive at your backside, downwards, and then directly at the crux of your nethers.
"This place is burning hot. Why is that?"
Chevalier collects your slick, and you can't see him but you can visualize him stretching it between his fingers for a better look. You have no answer, the only thing escaping past your lips an embarrassing whine.
"Looks like the heat has gotten to your head. No need to answer me."
Chevalier's fingers ghost past your center, and you moan as they make contact with your burning folds. The temperature difference is stimulating you more than you want to admit, and you lower yourself down so you can arch your hips instead. You can't help it, you want more.
Chevalier enters you with two fingers in a familiar gesture of making sure you're stretched out and ready, his ministrations devoid of any means to bring pleasure in the current moment and instead loaded with promise of drowning you in it later. You hear the faint noise of his fingernails scraping against the food tray and water drops hitting the surface. Your eyes open wide.
A low, guttural grunt comes from behind you as you're left with the pulse drumming in your ears, insides clenching as you lay open and ready. Soon you understand what made Chevalier produce that sound.
As he pushes in, your body is sent in shocking yet pleasurable tremors - the man above you is quick to capture your wrists and hold you in place as he slowly slides home. He'd used the ice on his raging arousal in order to make that first thrust euphoric for you. And it's exactly that. He makes sure to go in deeper at a slow pace, gradually stretching you out so you can feel everything, one millimeter at a time - until he bottoms out and lets the sensation be enjoyed to its very end, by both of you.
The smoldering temperature of your core quickly consumes the coldness, but the pleasure only builds up. Chevalier envelopes your body from behind completely, keeping you prone underneath him as he seeks your neck. His lips find your pulse point, where the ice kissed your skin previously, and hastily overwrites it with kisses of his own. Sensation in reverse, Chevalier's mouth is hot on your freshly chilled neck, and you find that just as stimulating. He's been inside you for only a couple of thrusts yet your body already sings with approaching climax.
"Let me hear you."
You grasp the sheets harder, knuckles turning white, and abandon your last remains of decency as you let Chevalier hear what he's doing to you. His content grunt is barely audible under your own sounds yet unmistakable as it makes your insides convulse around his thick length.
Chevalier plows into you at a fast, rewarding pace, fucking you into the mattress until you're a puddle of pleasure, the only thing preventing your body from being completely limp and pliant being the growing need for release that makes you all spasms and tightening muscles and desperate sounds. Chevalier doesn't tease; at this point you'll get what you want, and perhaps that's exactly what he wants, as well. Still, with your position preventing you from clinging onto him, you're completely at his mercy.
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the hot night, and Chevalier's thrusts grow frantic, making you lose control. You scream his name out loud and throw yourself at the consuming fire, climaxing hard around Chevalier, sucking him deeper in as each wave of pleasure rocks through your body.
Chevalier holds you down through it all, fucking into you to hear another scream, and another, letting all that he hears, and sees, and feels, inevitably bring him to the edge of his own climax. Until he tips over.
Holding you by the shoulders, he bottoms out in you harshly, hitting your deepest parts and spilling his semen there. Making you feel it paint your insides white; seconds becoming eternity until he thrusts again, just as deeply, and again and again, until your walls milk every last drop of him.
You can only compare it to the rumbling purr of a large tiger when he contently pulls his length out of you to watch his cum leak out of your hole, aftershocks of pleasure sending shivers down your body and likely he feels it too.
You don't know how Chevalier resists the urge to plop down on the bed all spent and glowing with satisfaction, but there he is, tending to your body instead. He cleans you with a wet cloth that interestingly was on the same tray he brought into the room. Which makes you remember...
"The ice must have melted already... You couldn't use it on yourself... I'm sorry."
Without missing a beat, Chevalier carefully finishes up cleaning you, letting out a small huff.
"You needn't worry about that. A small exercise like that naturally helps with both regulating body heat and bettering the quality of sleep."
Finally feeling the mattress dip again with Chevalier's weight, you relax and observe how right he is about it all. Even after what you just did, you don't feel all that hot. It's mostly dark, but you can still see the contours of his chiseled face as he lays his head on the pillow.
You suck on your bottom lip in thought.
"So we could just do that since the beginning?"
Realizing what you just said, you feel the embarrassment creep on your cheeks once again, and even though it's hot, you still feel like hiding your face under the covers. Chevalier holds your gaze with an unmistakable little smirk that tells you volumes about exactly why he chose not to just do that since the beginning.
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18+ Riftan Calypse is left a little worse for wear after receiving treatment from his princess [female reader]
wc 790
selfshiptember; 13
[au: Riftan ~ regular knight/regular as 6ft 5 perfection can get] was trying to write Megumi. this damned man just wouldnāt stay out of my head. prolly not super accurate just Riftan lovin
You realise the āsoft spotā you have for one of your royal knights is quickly spiralling into a full blown crush when he arrives back after a long expedition.
Heās all roughed up, and you just want to rush to his side.
You try to maintain your composure, but internally youāre screamingā one, because youāre overjoyed that heās back within the safety of the castle walls. Two, because he looks awful, so cut up and bloody, like youāve never seen him before.
You canāt resist the urge to seek him out, stepping into the medical unit where there are several nurses tending to the knightās wounds.
Including his.
Youāre already making a scene just in being here, but when you approach the nurse and politely ask if you can take over sheās reduced to a blubbering mess. You just quiet her down and instruct her to look after the other men.
So you continue where she left off, washing, bandaging and dressing his wounds silently, carefully, precisely.
The other knights and nurses have long gone as you finish up the last bandage.
He admires your work, exclaiming that youāve done a much better job than the nurses usually do, commenting on your advanced healing technique you learned from the kingdomās wizard.Ā
You agree that youāll take over tending his wounds every time he returns from battle, once again expressing how glad you are that heās back before taking your leave.
āāŗāā
Despite all your due care and attention to his wounds, you fail to notice the state you leave your Knight in.
He all but hobbles to his barracks, stumbling into his private room like some drunken fool.
All his armour is long gone, now heās quickly stripping away his loose, cotton attire to release his burning, hot body.
You healed him, but left him aching; in his chest, in the pit of his stomach, in his throbbing, hard cock.
He feels the all consuming desire to grab and squeeze himself till heās cumming to the thought of you.
But he canāt.
Youāre his devoted royal, his princess, the reason he fights.
And heās your knight; loyal, dependable, honourable.
But thereās absolutely nothing honourable about whatās passing through his mind right now.
Heās finally naked, lying on his bed,Ā feeling the ache from the base, right to the tip of his erection.
āughāā he brings a hand over his eyes as if he could make the images of you disappear, his chiselled, handsome face covered in such a pretty blush.
Heās so glad you canāt see him right now.
What a mess youāve made of him.
And so he lies there. Uncomfortable. Undecided. Waiting.
Heās bathed, heās shaved, heās eaten, he even attempted to cut his own hairā after being away for so long these things get out of hand.
But nothing is working.
Nothing can distract him from the thought of you.
So he takes to his bed again, feeling rested and cared for in every way, save for one.
But now heās ready for a deep slumber, his eyes drowsy, his mind fogging as sleep claims him.
Only to dream of you knocking on his door and entering his room, touching him like you were before, your beautiful hands all over his scarred, muscular figure.
His subconscious treats him well, taking those innocent images of you and making them indecent, your clothes vanishing to reveal those perky, sweet breasts heās never seen, your lips finding his in a kiss that feels simultaneously familiar and unknown.
Itās feverish, a cruel taunt to the steely resolve of his conscious mind.
But you let him fuck you like he hopes you would; taking all of him, rough and hard.
His hands roam over your dreamy figure, squeezing and caressing where possible while he takes you.
He cums so hard it wakes him, feeling the sticky liquid over his abs and sheets.
He sighs and returns to sleep, your images leaving him till morning.
āāŗāā
Youāre still reeling from how cowardly you behaved last night, leaving his side, unable to tell him how you truly feel.
Upon returning to the comforts of your bedroom, every thought was invaded by him, your head spinning with images of his gorgeous, tanned body, his thankful smileā¦ until you couldnāt take it, your fingers finding your soft little bud that youāve touched too many times to the thought of him.
And you came undone with his beautiful features in your head; those narrow eyes, his jaw, that mess of raven hair.
Everything about him drove you to reach an orgasm so perfect it made you shudder and gasp his name.
How will you be able to look your sweet Knight in the eyes?
I don't like doing emergency commissions... But this the time to as for help
What I'll draw: about anything, in any style; ships, OCs, stylised, fandom stuff... you name it
(Line art, Color, shaded)
(full render)
Price will vary and can be discussed in DMs. Most likely standard comission prices but reasonably cheap
Payment: payment through artistree (which also has a commission form to fill up to make it easier) or through PAYPAL (don't be shy to email me [email protected] with questions and/or your request)
Context: I fumbled big time. If I don't extend my course I won't get the diploma, would have wasted a year of effort, I won't be able to get a real job, but most importantly I will disappoint the people I love because this was a big investment to begin with. I mean it. I was the one who couldn't pull through and get my shit together when the time was right. And now I'm running out of time. I don't want to put anyone through grief because of my mistakes so I decided to try and collect the money myself. I know it might not look like a big deal but it is incredibly important for me to fix this before it's too late.
Thank you for listening, I really appreciate any help šæ
"She can hear the sound of the waves hit the shore, the wind touches her skin gently, the smell of sunlight shines through the bedsheet, where he's laying there, suddenly wakes up from a nap, wants her to lay down next to him, till sunset.
The weather is nice today."
I got inspired by those beach lounge because they look so comfy šš
How to describe your relationship with a pure blood vampire like comte.
Gentlemen.
He wouldn't treat you the way Theo did to cover his feelings.
He's mature enough to know how to treat you nicely and how to make you soften without you even noticing.
He may also manipulate you sometimes just to avoid problems.
He won't tell you in the literal sense, but he is in control of the end.
It's so obvious that he's in control of the relationship.
Sometimes he may dance you on the balcony in addition to some romantic rituals.
This dance may include many erotic or gentle touches that will make you feel how much he loves and desires you.
It is known that he is a busy man, so he will try in every way to balance his work with his private life, which is about you, your hair that he loves, your beauty that he admires, and your being that shakes him.
He is fond of your courage and kindness in your character, and he loves you even more when he have a supportive, wise woman who helps him make decisions.
Longing to taste your blood but afraid of turning you into something you don't want.
He is a very supportive and generous man, and he hates being taken advantage of so much, so I would never recommend taking advantage of his giving in things that you may regret later.
He is mostly patient so he won't give up on you easily as he will protect you and keep you.
His favorite part of the day is when you sit on his lap after drinking chamomile tea and gently caress his hair that will make him putty in your hands.
No matter how much he tries to make up for his shyness when you do that, it will eventually be exposed when the redness of his cheeks appears.
So classic when it comes to making love, it's warm and intimate the first time you do it.
How to describe your relationship with a pure blood vampire like comte.
Gentlemen.
He wouldn't treat you the way Theo did to cover his feelings.
He's mature enough to know how to treat you nicely and how to make you soften without you even noticing.
He may also manipulate you sometimes just to avoid problems.
He won't tell you in the literal sense, but he is in control of the end.
It's so obvious that he's in control of the relationship.
Sometimes he may dance you on the balcony in addition to some romantic rituals.
This dance may include many erotic or gentle touches that will make you feel how much he loves and desires you.
It is known that he is a busy man, so he will try in every way to balance his work with his private life, which is about you, your hair that he loves, your beauty that he admires, and your being that shakes him.
He is fond of your courage and kindness in your character, and he loves you even more when he have a supportive, wise woman who helps him make decisions.
Longing to taste your blood but afraid of turning you into something you don't want.
He is a very supportive and generous man, and he hates being taken advantage of so much, so I would never recommend taking advantage of his giving in things that you may regret later.
He is mostly patient so he won't give up on you easily as he will protect you and keep you.
His favorite part of the day is when you sit on his lap after drinking chamomile tea and gently caress his hair that will make him putty in your hands.
No matter how much he tries to make up for his shyness when you do that, it will eventually be exposed when the redness of his cheeks appears.
So classic when it comes to making love, it's warm and intimate the first time you do it.
Hey everyone, hate to do this like this, but I hate begging even more.
My cat has gotten sick, some kind of obstruction in his stomach. More info under the cut. But as I have no income and disabled and my benefactors are not going to help get my cat to a vet, I'm opening some emergency commissions.
Hopefully my art is worth whatever donations you can make, since I do a lot of random stuff I will leave it open to what you want to request, pricing completely negotiable. PayPal only because the timing is really important on this.
Kinda desperate to not watch my cat slowly starve to death.
Thanks for reading.
I'm not entirely sure what it is, but he has regurgitated every thing he has tried to eat over the past three days, after being a picky eater for two weeks. We are currently experimenting with some Churu treats and he seems to be tolerating that for now.
Here's the thing: if it's an obstruction in the upper tract like his regurgitation indicates, not removing it and hoping it dislodges only increases the chances for more lodging down the line.
So there's a chance he can make it without vet intervention. He is still very active and in good shape right now but it won't be this way for long. I really want to get him to a vet before he's too weak to move and his chances for survival is lower.
The goal is about $120USD just to get him seen and an x-ray/ultrasound. I'm not sure what cost after that. If for whatever reason I can't raise enough funds, whatever is raised will go towards a humane end.
I'm sorry for asking for help, and putting a damper on anyone's day.
This is Arthur, he's 3 years old, has a broken hip but loves cuddles and never did no wrong in his entire life.
Sorry @mllorei I know I said I wouldn't do this because gofundme's take too long to deliver funds/don't want to be a beggar but I got to thinking that emergency commissions would be better and PayPal I believe has instant deposit.
Because hearing him cry all day and night for the past two days has been heartbreaking and it's only going to get worse if I don't do something.
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