TOO SWEET;

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘴 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘭, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦.

[constellaetions]

independent muses for Salem MUMU

AYSEL KARADEMIR; 36 years, cis woman, pansexual — Adult Avenue Owner CHANG MIN 'CHARLIE' HAN; 37 years, cis man, straight — FBI Agent IRIS THAPNAKORN; 27 years, cis woman, bisexual — nanny & psychology student KIRAN BARTLEY; 28 years, genderqueer, homosexual — personal assistant MIYEON YOON; 34 years old, cis woman, heterosexual — The Roasted Bean Owner & true crime podcast host RAIN TAYLOR STAHL; 37 years, cis woman, homosexual— Criminal Psychology Professor REYHAN SOLMAZ; 35 years, cis woman, bisexual — Assistant Editor & aspiring writer SARA YOON-CASTILLO; 32 years old, cis woman, bicurious — Actress SEUNG HOON 'SAMUEL' KENT; 40 years, cis man, heterosexual — Financial Trader SIWOO KANG; 32 years, cis man, probaby bisexual if he'd been allowed to, so... straight — Architect ZIAN RAMNAUTH-HEARST; 36 years old, cis man, bisexual — english & creative writing professor

[lcvelctters]

demetrius had no idea what the other's excuse would be. in reality, he wasn't even sure approaching zian was a good idea. the other had clearly left for a reason and couldn't help but want some sort of explanation since the two seemed to have gotten on so well together before zian managed his escape. he wrapped his hands around the glass placed in front of him and tugged it in his direction before taking a sip of the beverage. he couldn't help but to let out a small chuckle, "your words kind of contradict each other, if i'm being honest. i'm great but the moment was a low? if you could explain some more, i'd love to understand what you're talking about but it's that's not an option, i won't push you."

[constellaetions]

Zian had always been someone who would bend and break and twist and turn words until they were out making beautiful symphonies and causing others to fall at his feet... but this time, after that major fuck up, he'd be stumbling over words and trying to make them make sense. Silence fell upon them. Not only did Zian not want to talk about his demons, about his vices and about how disappointed he was at himself. He couldn't keep himself found months clean?

He waited until Demetrius was done with his drink, silently licking his own wounds, silently beating himself up for every single thought crossing his mind at that moment.

"Can we get out of here?" Finally, Zian spoke up. The music playing in the background had been keeping them company, nursing their silence like a loyal companion. "I really wouldn't like to have this conversation in a bar." Because if Zian was going to be honest about his inner demons and his reasons for bolting out of Demetrius place after having had such a great time in the other's company, he would much rather do it without having to scream from over the music. "We can go wherever you'd like." / @lcvelctters

[lcvelctters]

alejandro had managed to get lucky over the past week and scored himself a couple of morning shifts, which meant that he got to have dinner with his daughter. while he felt bad that he wasn't around more, he knew that he had a good woman taking care of his daughter and he did what he could to be there for them both. after all, he had to make a living and he hoped that despite his absence, his daughter understood that he was doing what he had to do.

he unlocked his front door, keys making their way to the bowl next to the door that his wife had placed there before she'd passed. a smile managed to take over his face at the sound of his daughter running toward him. "elena, my girl," he spoke and bent down to lift the little girl into his arms so that he could give her a proper hug. "i missed you today," he paused, his eyes flickering toward his daughter's nanny as he shook his head to reassure her. "that's alright. we know my schedule is pretty unpredictable." slowly, he shifted toward the dinning room to join them. "come iris, call me alejandro. mr. hernandez makes me feel old."

[constellaetions]

"I'm sorry." The younger woman couldn't help but chuckle at his request. This was definitely not the first time that Alejandro had asked Iris to call him by his first name, and the nanny was certain that it wouldn't be the last, but, in these last six months that she'd been working for him, she also knew that she'd gotten a lot better at it. "Alejandro." Iris repeated while giving him a pointed look to let him know she'd try harder. "'Lena, why don't you take papa to wash your hands, hm? Lavar las manos?" The nanny repeated the instructions in Spanish as she rubbed her hands together as if she were washing them, then looked up at her boss and motioned her head towards the nearby bathroom.

While they were at it, Iris took the opportunity to place the scorching hot lasagna on the table and the cut a small piece for Elena. She also added more ground meat to the toddler's plate, as well as the vegetables she'd made for her, so, by the time the duo returned to the dining area, both Elena's and Alejandro's dishes were ready. "Riri, can I have some juice, please?" The little girl asked as she climbed up on her chair and Iris smiled at her. "Of course you can, mi amor." The nanny gently brushed Elena's hair away from her forehead and then planted a kiss on the crown of her head. "Would you like some juice too, Mr—Alejandro?"

[lcvelctters]

the conversation made a chuckle spill from his lips. this was a conversation that the two of them had just months before and now that she was bringing it up again, he couldn't help but wonder what was going on in that brain of hers. "i do recall talking about this on more than one occasion, yes." he confirmed, his eyes falling to his toddler that was reaching for the beverage that he was entirely too young for. he got up, grabbing a sippy cup for his son and adding some juice for him before sliding it over to his best friend so that rain could offer it in kai's direction. her question threw him off guard, mostly because he wanted sure the other would ever ask. "yeah, i mean, of course. if a family is what you want, i'm there to help you with it."

[constellaetions]

Taylor smiled when her best friend handed her the sippy cup. While she would've loved to take Kai drinking in the future as the cool aunt that she was, he was still very young to be reaching for her glass of wine. "Do you meant that, Dommy?" Taylor asked, her gaze going from Kai to his dad while the little boy on her lap chugged on the water he'd been given. "Because... I would understand it if it were weird for you. And I'm not just saying that to get that sense of reassurance. I mean, we're practically family." Though nor bound by blood, Taylor had always relied on Dominic for the important things. He'd been more of a sibling to her than not. A shoulder to cry on, someone to share her struggles and happiness with. "So I would understand it if seeing a half-Dominic, half-Taylor child running around was weird for you. But... I'm at this point in my life where I can't really wait for Ms. Perfect to show up." And that was a way of saying, because Taylor knew well enough there was no such thing. "And, well.. my biological clock is ticking." / @lcvelctters

[lcvelctters]

this was definitely something that he should have done before but he didn't even consider how good sex while high would be. he assumed that would be because he'd never gotten high before. her nails against his skin made sounds of pleasure fall from his lips, his free hand resting on the outside of her thigh as he helped guide her movements on top of him. not that she needed any guidance. aysel knew exactly what she was doing and it drove him wild.

at her request, he tightened his grip around her throat and his eyes stayed glued to hers. he wanted to know that she was getting exactly what it was that she wanted from him. dominic wanted his girl to be completely satisfied and it seemed as though the grip on her neck was exactly what she needed to reach her high. his eyes practically rolled into the back of his head at the feeling of her clenching around him, his bottom lip coming between his teeth as his hips jerked up against her and he came undone inside of her.

he panted softly, smiling slightly at the feeling of her lips pressing into his. his eyes followed her movements once she climbed off of him and he let out a soft chuckle. "i never doubted you." he reassured and fell back against the mattress. the more he thought about it, the more than he didn't want her to go after she was done. he'd been too afraid to ask her to stay before but tonight things seemed different. shifting, he managed to get up to grab some sweatpants and pull them on and then shifted outside of the bathroom door. "you know," he started, giving her some space by staying outside. "i was thinking that i'd really like you'd to stay tonight. so, would you...stay, i mean?"

[constellaetions]

Aysel looked over her shoulders, catching Dominic's sillouette by the door. The steam of the water jets had already began blurring his shower's glass doors and although Aysel couldn't see his face, there was something different in his tone. Something the brunette couldn't exactly put her finger on. But his words caught her off guard for a moment there.

"Aw, so we're in the mood for more?" Because they didn't do that. They didn't sleep over. It was sex and then, bye bye, they would go on their separate ways. But sleeping in changed things, didn't it? Sleeping in meant being vulnerable in someone else's presence... and fuck, this was terrifying. That's why Aysel tried passing it off as something as small as him wanting to fuck her more times throughout the night. "I thought your kids would be here in the morning, though?" She asked, turning off the water and then grabbing the towel she'd previously used, to wrap around her body. There wasn't a hint of hesitation in her voice. More like... confusion as she leaned against the bathroom all, matching his stance by the door.

Just sex was simple. Sex, and then you sleep over and there might be a possibility that my children will be around in the morning so we'd have some explanations to give? Well... that was a whole another circus.

But, truth was... Aysel could deal with being treated like a sex toy. She treated others the same, too. It was a simple transaction. But the second people wanted more of her... that was the complicated part.

"Why do you want me to stay, Nic?" She asked.

[constellaetions]

"You're a wonderful dad, Dommy. I've told you want and I'll say it again: I'm definitely getting some of that sperm of yours for my frozen eggs..." Which, was a conversation she'd had with him back when she initially began the process for freezing her eggs. Back when Nina was still around. "Anyway these kids love you with all their hearts." Biting softly on her bottom lip, something occurred to her. "Mother's day is coming... why don't you do some arts and crafts with them for Nina? It could help starting the conversation." The brunette suggested, before taking a few bites from their dinner.

Oh, shit... this definitely sounded deeper than some friends with benefits type of deal, which, initially was what she had thought this all out be. "Wait... do you have feelings for this person?" She asked more for clarification than anything else. Had this been immediately after Nina's passing, Taylor would have been more worried about it, but, it had been two years already and in all honesty, she was happy that her best friend was finally moving on. Even if he and this person didn't end up spending a lifetime together, at least it was healthy for him to put himself out there again.

Then, at the reveal of who he'd been spending his nights with, Taylor's face lit up with pure surprise. "Holy shit! You're fucking my high school crush?" But then again, it was easier to think about who didn't have a crush on the girl who wore barely proper clothes to school, who flirted with anyone under the sun, and who had a flare for the dramatics, that with her father... was it her father? Being a well-known criminal in town? "Shut the fuck up!" The brunette smacked his arm, both happy and surprised by the information that had been shared. "You're doing what so many of us have always dreamed of doing... I didn't know she was back in town until Lils told me she was working for her." So, no. He didn't know the woman, but she had definitely heard of her. "But wow... wow... you're fucking the school's hottie. How does that feel? Does it tickles your pickle in a different way?" / @lcvelctters

[lcvelctters]

her comment made a chuckle fall from his lips. being her donor was definitely something that the two of them had talked about a number of times. dominic would give her whatever it was that she needed, especially if a family of her own was something she wanted later down the road. the one thing about their friendship was that they'd always been there for each other and supported one another, so that situation wouldn't be any different.

as she asked whether or not he had feelings for her, he took in a deep breath. all this ever was supposed to be was sex but that wasn't what it was to dominic. aysel was the first person he'd been with since losing his wife and he couldn't help but feel something for her. she was so different from what he was used to and falling for her hadn't been in the plans but everything happened for a reason. slowly nodding his head, he smiled to himself. "yeah, i have feelings for her. i really care about her..."

chuckling at her reaction to his confession, he shook his head at the other in front of him. "she was so...i don't know, not someone i looked at back in high school. i was so focused on nina but things are different now and i have to say that being with her makes me feel something that i've only ever with nina. it's...crazy how time changes things." he missed his wife. of course he did but he'd given it a decent amount of time before he decided to even look at someone in a light to show them, he was potentially interested. he knew that rain would understand out of everyone. aysel was special to him. that's all there was to it.

F I N I S H.

[constellaetions]

sarang yoon-castillo — starters

— SETTING: the roasted bean ; — AVAILABILITY: closed starter for SEONG HYUN WOO  | ( @infinitcs )

Sara didn't know what to expect out this meetings. If she was being honest, she was actually scared that Hyun Woo was there to steal their child away. I mean... what's another broken promise on his long list of broken promises, right? Yet, here she was, willing to hear him out. Her parents had told her to hear him out, but, Sara's parents hadn't heard half of what Hyun Woo's family had put herself through, so of course they'd be complacent.

But here she was.

And here he was; walking past that glass door and making those bells chime sweetly as if he hadn't crushed her heart into a million pieces some years ago.

Letting out a sigh, Sara then pressed her pink-tinted lips together and straightened her back against her seat as he approached the table she'd picked for them. It was a slow morning at the coffee shop, and as much as she would've liked for it to have happened in a less public setting due to her rising acting career, Sara also, partially wanted witnesses to be around, in case she needed them.

"You asked for us to speak in person." She said in their mother language. Her tone was distant... cold, even. As if Sara was talking to a stranger she'd met on the street... and not to the man she'd given her heart and soul to a few years back. "So... speak." Which, in true Hyun Woo fashion, she was afraid it wasn't exactly going to happen. She remembered how it was. How his silent was always there whenever he sided with his mother, or whenever he knew his or his family's actions had upset her.

[constellaetions]

rain taylor stahl — starters

— SETTING: dominic's house ; — AVAILABILITY: closed starter for DOMINIC HUANG  | ( @lcvelctters )

"So... remember when we were younger and we joked about me taking a sample of your sperm because our kids would be gorgeous?" Realistically, those weren't exactly Rain's words, but there had been some talk in passing, both when they were younger and then on their late twenties about Dominic being the sperm doner of her child (should she choose to have one), and now that they were back at living in the same city, that once-forgotten thought was once again taunting her. She smiled while bouncing Kai on her leg, her hand immediately reaching for the toddler's to keep him from touching her wine glass. "Nope. You're at least sixteen years too young, mister." Rain teased, before pressing a kiss on the two-year-old's chubby cheeks. "Does the offer still stand?" The slender woman looked from the young boy in her arms to his father, trying to read any reaction from Dominic's eyes and face.

[constellaetions]

IRESHI 'IRIS' TEPHNAKORN — starters

— SETTING: the Hernandez's house ; — AVAILABILITY: closed starter for ALEJANDRO HERNANDEZ  | ( @lcvelctters )

Iris had just finished bathing Elena when she heard the oven's ding announcing that dinner was ready. Usually, Alejandro didn't have dinner with them, but it seemed like these last couple of day, Elena's papa was home before seven, so that was good news. As someone who grew up without having her parents around, Iris had always found it important to have family time, and, especially in Elena's case, she was getting to an age where her personality was being shaped and her values were being taken into account, too.

By the time the front door keys dangled, announcing Alejandro's arrival, the two girls were in the dining room, Elena chewing on the lasagna that Shihi had made for them. The sound of the front door opening caused the little girl to storm towards her dad and hug his legs. "Papaaaaaaaaa!" The scene stole chuckle from Iris' lips as she followed the little girl across the house. "She was telling me she wanted to wait for you to have dinner, but I wasn't sure you'd be home early." And children needed a set time to eat and play and all that. They needed structure. "Come join us, Mr. Hernandez. There's lasagna and a plate waiting for you."

[lcvelctters]

demetrius wanted to believe that whatever happened was for the best. the other left because it was only meant to be a one time thing. right? that's what he liked to think anyways. at least until he managed to run back into zian. that had to mean something, right? salem was small but it wasn't that small.

he thought about the other's offer and found himself nodding in response to the other's words. that was the least he could do, right? buy him a drink after he left with little to no explanation. he wondered if he should even bring it up but before he could stop himself, the words fell from his lips without another thought.

"so, did you leave in a hurry because you had someone to get home to or?" demetrius asked, eyes on zian. he wanted to know what had happened, especially since things had been so electric between the two of them. he honest thought that something would happen with them after that night and even though the other was here in front of him, he still wasn't sure what this was going to be.

[constellaetions]

Fuck, he did not need any of this right now. He did not need to sit there and explain why he'd up and bolted out of pure shame. He didn't need to disclosure his struggled with substance, he didn't need to accept the fact that he, Zian Ramnauth, after five months clean, had relapsed and was now craving for a line of coke yet again. Zian didn't need any of this, and yet, life had a funny way of making people pay for their sins, didn't it?

And Zian wasn't even religious.

It took the young professor a bit of time to actually answer Demetrius' question. His fingers dug into his hair, making the dark strands move up back, then fall back over his face as he let out a sigh. "No, there's no one waiting for me at home." It was a plausible question. You have a good night, a great lay, pleasure is everywhere, and then all of a sudden, one of you sneaks you in the middle of the night? Yeah, one could assume that's what happened. "I'm just..." Again, another sigh. Zian lowered his shaky hands to wipe his palms on his pants and kept them there for a moment, watching as the bartender placed Demetrius' drink in front of him. "There's just a lot going on right now. It was uh... a low for me. It had nothing to do with you. You were great, actually. Really great." / @lcvelctters

[lcvelctters]

this, being here with him, was something she never wanted to end and each time the two of them were together, she always hoped that things would become more. she was honestly just waiting for the other to say something because she didn't want to overstep or risk making things awkward between the two of them. smiling as his hands rested on her hips, she slowly pulled away as he did. She knew that if they didn't that neither of them would be getting to breakfast.

as he mentioned that he didn't really eat either, she tilted her head to one side. "would you eat them if i made them for you?" she didn't want to be the only one enjoying breakfast, not that she'd force him to eat either of them. She'd make his eggs for him if that's what he preferred. at the end of the day, all she really wanted was time with him, even if the two had yet to make things official and she still wasn't sure that they would at all. "i'm sure i could manage to find something that'll work." as far as his sister went, their sizes wouldn't be too far off. not that she knew for sure but she believed what sam said.

she sat in the comfortable silence as the two enjoyed their breakfast together and she paused to sip at her coffee. that was, until the other spoke. carissa's eyes met his, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "i would," she started, "i mean, i've kind of been hoping that things would turn into something a bit more serious." she confessed, her hand reached over and took his, squeezing slightly. "so, i say let's do it. let's see where it goes." she cooed and leaned over to place a sweet kiss on his cheek.

[constellaetions]

Sam couldn't help but chuckle at her question. He didn't mean to sound like that was the only thing he'd eat. "Sorry... I sounded like a picky eater, didn't I?" Although he did ask, Hoon didn't leave that much time for Carissa to answer. It was more of a rhetoric question than anything else. His fingers brushed her hair away from her face, tucking her dark strands behind her ears and then resting his hands on her cheeks, cupping Carissa's face as he leaned in for a kiss. "But, yes, of course I'd eat it. I just meant that, whenever I'm the one making my own breakfast, I usually don't make pancakes or waffles, although... I do have a waffle maker that my mom gave me one of these years?" Maybe it was when he was still living in New York and almost got married. Either way, the waffle maker existed and it was stacked somewhere in one of his cabinets. If she wanted to make those, he could look them up tomorrow.

Some breakfast bites and coffee sips later, Carissa answered his question and God... her laugh was intoxicating. It sent shivers down Seung Hoon's spine and it brought a smile to his lips as she reached over to take his hand. "I could listen to that laugh the entire night." He let out, mostly to himself, but he didn't read much into it as his tone was loud enough for her to hear him. "Okay. Let's see where this goes, then." Sam replied as his free hand moved up to rest in the back of her neck when Carissa leaned in to kiss his cheek, and then, while keeping her in place, Sam stole a peck from his lips. "Does that mean you're coming with me on the next family lunch?" / @lcvelctters

[lcvelctters]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @constellaetions FT. ANGEL && KIRAN

angel was pretty used to serving people, especially those on dates and so, he didn't pay any mind to the male couple sitting in front of him at the bar as he poured them drinks and everyone else that approached. it wasn't too busy, which was typical for a monday night but even so, he always managed to bring home a decent amount of tips. he assumed that was because he was good at what he did.

eventually, one half of the pair was sitting alone. he assumed, and maybe he shouldn't have, that they were together because they came in together but the longer the stranger sat on their own, the more he began to put the pieces together on what it was that was happening. "ready for a refill or did you want to wait for your other half?" he asked, trying to get some information out of him without seeming too nosey. after all, what they were was none of his business but they seemed nice enough and he was beginning to think he'd been ditched for the night. "you two been together long?" he was used to making small talk. he just hoped that he could distract him enough from what seemed to be happening.

[constellaetions]

Dating on a new city had never been easy. It was even more difficult when no one seemed to be as smart or as handsome as the man Kiran had been having a massive crush on for years. Alas, despite all of that, the young PA was able to score themselves a hot date after Hyun Woo had given them the night off. So, there they were... chatting, laughing, drinking, and Kiran thought things were going great. That was, until their date misgendered them, and after Kiran kindly corrected them, said date told them he was going to the bathroom, only to never return.

Five minutes became ten, then fifteen, then twenty... and when the guy didn't come back, Kiran tried calling him, only to find out they'd been blocked.

Great.

See? No one seemed to come close to how great his boss was, which was so sad, because not in a million years would Hyun Woo give someone like Kiran a chance. The guy was straighter than a lamp post. Disappointed and heartbroken, Kiran sat there, his head resting on his cheek while they went through their phone and Grindr profile. That was... until someone spoke and brought them out of their trance.

"Hm?" It took them an extra heartbeat to realize the bartender was talking about their so-called date, and so, Kiran shook his head. "I just got dumped, so, yeah, I'm ready for a refill, mate." Their thick accent coating their words as they tried not to sound bitter nor sad. "And no, actually. Tonight was our first date, but apparently, being corrected for misgendering someone is a dealbreaker for that guy." Kiran shrugged, rubbing one hand over their face, exhausted. "I've seen you mixing up some cocktails here and there. What would you make for someone who's just been dumped?" / @lcvelctters

[mariusarmand]

PHOEBE TONKIN.

VIA HER INSTAGRAM STORIES. | 20TH AUGUST 2024.

[constellaetions]

'IRIS' IRESHI THEPNAKORN / cis woman (she/her) twenty-seven years old — september 10th, 1996 (virgo sun ; libra rising ; cancer moon)

+ Dedicated, Self-aware, Responsible - Reserved, Guilible, Self-critical

Psychology student and stay home nanny. Native to Bangkok; has been living in *** since Feb 2024.

tl;dr

Born and raised in Bangkok to a Diplomat and a famous actress, Iris' life had always revolved around being taken cared of by nannies. It would often take a toll on her growing up, especially since she'd see her mother only a few times a month, and her father even less. She went to college to study psychology, but took a break from her studies during her first semester to pursuit a modeling career. It didn't go much further and when her father announced they'd be moving to the US due to his job, Iris figured she could start fresh in whataver state they'd settled in. Although older than most in her classes, Iris picked up where she'd left off in the University of Boston, while also taking up on a few classes on child care. Six months ago, she moved to Salem, MA, to start working as a nanny for Alejandro.

[constellaetions]

KIRAN BARTLEY / genderqueer (they/he) twenty-eight years old — may 28th, 1996 (gemini sun ; libra rising ; virgo moon)

+ Organized, Dependable, Warm - Oversharer, Anxious, Blunt

Personal assistant to Hyunwoo Seong. Native to London; has been living in *** since June 2024.

tl;dr

Kiran was born and raised in the outskirts of greater London, running around the streets with their older brother and looking out for two younger sisters. Their dad was never around to begin with, so the responsibility of taking care of the family had always fallen on top of their and their older brother's shoulders. When Kiran was old enough, they moved to centre London and started waiting tables there, making the bare minimum to send home. A few years later, they applied for an entry job at a company that sent them all the way across the world, to South Korea. Things weren't easy for Kiran in the other country, especially with being queer and non binary and life in the company he worked at only got worse. Instead of moving back to London, they decided to apply for a personal assistant job of someone in a different company because they needed someone who spoke English fluently. And that's how they met Hyun Woo Seong. For the longest of times, they've harbored a crush on their boss, despite knowing nothing could happen between them. Hyun Woo is also Kiran's reason for living is Salem now.

[lcvelctters]

dominic knew what she liked and even so, he was hesitant to do anything that might hurt her. he was conscious of the things he did to her and never pushed things too far or at least, he tried not to. it was hard to think too much about it when she was begging for it and moaning the way that she was. his hand tightened around her throat at her request, hips moving harder against hers, pants leaving his lips in response.

if there was one thing that he enjoyed it was the feeling of her nails digging into his skin. he let out a small huff as she flipped them over but only because it had caused him to slip out of her. though, he couldn't help but more at the sight of the other sliding down on top of him. "fuck, yes. tell me how good i fill you up." he breathed out, hands resting on her waist as she began to ride him.

that was, until she took one of his hands to bring it back up to her throat. he did as she asked without hesitation and tightened his grip around her throat, his hips thrusting up against hers. he took her hand that moved between her own legs and tugged it away. "let me." he breathed out, his hand replacing hers and circling her clit in an eager manner. "i ever tell you how fucking hot it is with you on top of me? you take it so well."

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Her whole body was on fire. With Dominic's hands on her, Aysel was having a hard time focusing on being the one in charge. More than losing control, the store owner enjoying seeing Dominic losing his. She enjoyed hearing his moans, watching his body respond to her ministrations, to be fully under her spell. She liked the way he moaned her name, the way he prompted to get louder, the way he wanted to hear her too. "Mmm, yes baby you feel so good." Her nails dug into his chest, leaving red trails upon his tanned skin. "Such a good boy, aren't you?" She whimpered, before throwing her head back as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body.

His grip tightened around her throat and Aysel almost came right there and then. "I do. I take it like a good girl, don't I?" The brunette smirked, looking down at the man she was riding. "Tighter." She demanded, rolling her hips harder against his, using his body to support herself as she finally came undone. Her body whirthed underneath Dominic, her pleasure streaming down his shaft as she rode down of her orgasm until she was finally done.

"Fuck..." Aysel breathed out leaning down to rest her forehead against Dom's for a moment, and then kissing his lips, before finally climbing down from top of him. "Told you having sex while high was fun..." The brunette chuckled while rolling out of bed. It wasn't like her to spend the night or to give people reasons to expect romance from her. Aysel had accepted that she wasn't a woman that people wanted to romance, and that was okay. "I should probably shower by myself, or else I won't keep my hands off you, Huang." She said while making her way back to the bathroom to clean herself up, after all, she wasn't going back into her clothes covered in spit, sweat and cum.

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the woman couldn't help but laugh, "you mean what did you do to my panties? you got rid of them. you're good at that." she pointed out, teasingly. carissa loved how much fun the two of them had, even outside of the bedroom. he made a good point when he asked if he'd mind, especially since he was the one inviting her to spend more time with him. "you did," she paused for a moment, fingers grabbing his chin and pulling him in for a sweet kiss, "so, i guess you're stuck with me for a little longer."

she got comfortable at the table after pulling away from him and smiled slightly, "tomorrow? i like that. are you more of a french toast kind of guy or do you prefer pancakes?" she was good at both and wanted nothing more than to treat him to something he enjoyed. she assumed that all this meant she'd be spending the rest of the weekend with him. at least, that's what she was hoping for. "that's exactly what it means. i wasn't prepared for a sleepover so i guess i'll be lounging in your t shirts the rest of the weekend."

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In so many ways, having Carissa there, standing in the middle of his kitchen and teasing him about getting rid of her panties, as well as kissing him made Seung Hoon realize just how much time they'd lost acting like they didn't simply fit well together the way they did. It was silly, now that he'd come to think of it. "Wouldn't want it any other way." He older male mumbled against her lips, gently squeezing her hips before letting her go so they could actually eat.

At her question, he had to pause a little. Sam didn't really have either for breakfast, but, since they were going to take a walk with Nabi later, they could stop by the groceries to buy whatever they'd need for tomorrow's breakfast. "Actually, I'm more of a toast and scrambled eggs kind of guy, but the real question here is are you more of a french toast or a pancakes kind of person?" He ought to know if he was planning on repeating this over and over again. "My sister Sieun often leaves some clothes in her room, so I might check for pants that would fit you. As for my shirts... They kind of look better on you. Have you seen yourself?" At the end of his question, Sam let out a little teasing whistle, offering her a little smirk.

One, two, some bites later, he found himself wondering something about Carissa. Something they hadn't talked about on their date. Something Sam really wanted to bring up. "Jokes aside... is this—" He began, motioning his finger between himself and her and continued, "—something you'd like to continue in a more exclusive setting? I mean, we've been doing this casual thing for a while now and, well... last night's date put some things in perspective for me. First, I didn't know you were actually open for dating, but... since I was wrong, what do you say?" Pause. "Would you like us to keep seeing each other more exclusively and see where it goes?" / @lcvelctters