*･ﾟ 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢.ᐟ 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 .ᐟ

[farsgone]

in 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 and they can't 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 .ᐟ farsgone is a highly selective and private writing blog based in little rose, a small town in nevada that houses some of the sweetest, and not so much, characters. loved by taylor, twenty five, est time. low activity. plot heavy. mature themes present. will only follow back if we have an active thread. twenty one plus only. muses under the cut.

✮ opposites ✮ plotlines ✮ opens ✮

quick rules post : this is a mutual exclusive writing blog, meaning i will only follow people i write with. sometimes work/life gets the best of me and replies/ims may be painfully slow, and other times i might reply lightning speed, its one or the other. my muses are idiots and make very questionable decisions sometimes, but pls remember muse does not equal mun! i do prefer plotting out threads, and typically i have a higher muse for the ships that are plotted. if you ever wanna develop our things, i'm always available on im's and discord<3 banned fc's are as follows : anyone under the age of 21, sydney sweeney, cole/dylan sprouse, blake lively, addison rae, taylor swift. also if paired with johnny/hailee, pls don't pair w grace van patten or stephen kalyn as they are siblings in my lil town<3

✮ ❛ johnny castle .ᐟ twenty seven. heterosexual. law student. ☆ headstrong, determined, cocky. resembles stephen kalyn. ( brother to hailee, ex to maya. )

✮ ❛ jolene o' connor .ᐟ twenty eight. bisexual. trust fund baby. ☆ smart, sneaky, spoiled. resembles emily bader. ( ex to killian )

✮ ❛ cash ellington .ᐟ twenty nine. heterosexual. firefighter. ☆ responsible, honest, dependable. resembles evan roderick. ( best friend to eloise )

✮ ❛ hailee castle .ᐟ twenty seven. bisexual. waitress. ☆ dramatic, selfish, resilient. resembles grace van patten. ( sister to johnny, ex to dean. )

✮ ❛ dean warren .ᐟ thirty two. heterosexual. mechanic/shop owner. ☆ vulgar, careless, loner. resembles tyriq withers. ( ex to hailee. best friend to killian. )

✮ ❛ maya shelton .ᐟ twenty seven. bisexual. reporter. ☆ unpredictable, reckless, hidden. resembles camila morrone. ( ex to johnny. )

✮ ❛ killian farris .ᐟ thirty. heterosexual. ceo in training. ☆ relentless, overachiever, homebody. resembles tom blyth. ( ex to jolene. )

✮ ❛ eloise artson .ᐟ twenty eight. bisexual. library owner/runaway. ☆ anti-commitment, hardheaded, excentric. resembles victoria pedretti. ( best friend to cash. )

✮ ❛ enzo palanti .ᐟ twenty six. heterosexual. nhl defenseman. ☆ independent, open-minded, discreet. resembles antonio cipriano. ( best friend to johnny. )

✮ ❛ wendalyn ' wendy ' duskin .ᐟ twenty six. bisexual. makeup artist/struggling actress. ☆ confident, persistent, loyal. resembles mika abdalla. ( best friend to maya. )

✮ ❛ travis mesina .ᐟ twenty five. heterosexual. tattoo artist/dealer. ☆ wild, judgemental, arrogant. resembles belmont cameli. ( enemy to killian )

✮ ❛ iris tran .ᐟ twenty six. bisexual. graphic designer. ☆ perfectionist, kind, naive. resembles lola tung. ( ex to enzo. )

✮ ❛ jensen rollins .ᐟ twenty six. heterosexual. ☆ resembles khobe clarke. in progress.

✮ ❛ rosalie torres .ᐟ twenty nine. bisexual. ☆ resembles cierra ramirez. in progress.

[pinkfanged]

INDE NAVARRETTE as NIKKI FREEMAN Obsession (2026) — dir. Curry Barker

[slayer-barbie]

FRIENDS

7.14 | The One Where They All Turn Thirty

[princessdelacruz]

To All The Boys I've Loved Before (2018)

[ungraceds]

when   she   enticed   him   to   slip   into   the   bathroom   with   her   that   one   fated   night   ,   had   never   expected   things   to   spin   this   out   of   control   .   never   thought   she'd   feel   his   phantom   touch   everywhere   she   went   ,   or   that   his   scent   would   haunt   her   with   every   turn   around   a   corner   ,   or   that   her   head   would   be   consumed   by   his   lips   ,   his   hands   ,   his   smile   .   she   looks   for   him   in   every   room   not   by   habit   but   by   instinct   ,   she   finds   him   in   every   song   .   it   has   made   her   insufferable   and   she   has   to   suffer   with   it   the   most   ,   because   not   one   word   of   it   has   been   confessed   even   to   her   closest   friends   .   no   matter   how   much   they   think   they   know   the   extent   of   her   feelings   — they're   a   lot   more   excruciating   than   they'd   dream   to   imagine   .   what's   more   ,   is   that   she   isn't   even   fully   aware   of   how   deep   these   feelings   go   ...   how   they   may   be   beneath   the   bone   ,   carved   into   it   ,   down   to   the   marrow   and   chomping   away   at   what's   left   .   he   thinks   her   dates   scent   is   all   over   her   sheets   but   his   cologne   is   still   clinging   to   every   piece   of   lint   in   her   home   and   the   evidence   of   his   handprints   are   painting   her   walls   — how   could   she   be   anyone   else's   when   she's   nothing   but   a   cathedral   created   for   him   to   desecrate   ?   their   souls   intertwined   that   first   night   and   tonight   ,   they're   paying   the   price   for   it   .   every   glimpse   of   vulnerability   she's   given   him   ,   he's   offering   his   own   :   trading   each   other's   deepest   secrets   and   masking   it   beneath   succumbing   pleasure   .   his   pleas   make   her   head   spin   ,   heart   rattling   with   each   syllable   exhaled   into   the   heavy   air   ,   "   and   you   think   i   can   ?   "   she's   so   overcome   with   emotion   ,   and   arousal   ,   swears   that   she's   going   to   have   a   goddamn   heart   attack   any   second   .   "   you   think   i   could   survive   losing   you   again   — that   it   wouldn't   tear   me   apart   ?   i   was   a   shell   without   you   .   "   and   she   tried   to   sedate   it   ,   pouring   herself   into   other   people   ,   chasing   the   taste   of   him   with   the   burn   of   liquor   down   her   throat   and   the   sting   of   white   substance   coating   tainted   nostrils   .   "   i   can't   do   it   again   .   i   won't   .   i   meant   it   when   i   said   i   need   you   ,   i   — fuck   ,   i   need   you   more   than   i've   ever   needed   anything   .   "   more   than   her   favored   drug   ,   or   the   fear   of   loneliness   ,   or   the   love   of   the   only   parent   she's   ever   known   .   is   scared   of   the   woman   she's   become   ,   of   who   she   would   turn   into   if   he   did   ,   in   fact   ,   decide   this   wasn't   something   he   wanted   anymore   .   there's   an   inkling   inside   her   ,   one   she's   silencing   and   shushing   away   ,   that   feels   its   inevitability   like   a   dark   shadow   looming   over   their   impassioned   adorations   .   like   ,   no   matter   what   ,   the   grim   reaper   will   come   to   collect   and   none   of   these   confessions   will   matter   .   shoves   the   thoughts   away   and   instead   allows   every   word   to   crawl   beneath   her   skin   ,   and   burrow   deep   within   her   memory   where   she'll   never   forget   one   detail   of   this   night   .   even   if   she   never   mentions   a   lick   of   it   again   .

his   fingers   are   damp   and   covered   in   her   saliva   as   she   ,   in   an   entirely   sober   state   ,   is   drunkenly   lulling   her   tongue   around   them   like   she'll   die   any   second   if   she   doesn't   suck   them   into   the   depths   of   her   throat   .  doesn't   care   that   ,   for   the   second   time   this   evening   ,   she's   professed   into   the   air   those   damning   three   words   ..   is   too   inebriated   from   how   he's   slamming   into   her   ,   how   she's   so   fucking   full   of   him   that   she   believes   any   minute   ,   she's   going   to   break   in   two   .   her   legs   are   barely   capable   of   holding   her   up   ,   vibrating   from   the   orgasm   that   he's   still   provoking   with   each   thrust   of   his   fingers   inside   of   her   ,   and   then   she   feels   it   — the   stutter   of   his   hips   ,   the   gritted   moan   of   carnality   ,   ropes   of   cum   shooting   into   her   ass   ,   and   a   shit   -   eating   grin   curls   her   lips   ,   ivories   biting   down   on   fingers   just   as   he's   ripping   them   from   her   mouth   .   a   breath   is   heaved   from   her   lungs   ,   strong   palms   whipping   her   around   so   hard   that   her   head   bounces   off   of   the   wall   ,   but   she   ignores   the   dull   throb   of   pain   and   mewls   into   the   fierce   press   of   his   lips   .   "   i   don't   like   waiting   my   turn   .   "   drawls   ,   a   grin   still   present   as   he   claims   her   mouth   again   ,   the   ferocity   of   it   making   her   pussy   ache   .   "   you're   being   selfish   ,   j   — when   do   i   get   to   have   fun   and   play   with   you?   haven't   you   missed   my   mouth   ...   my   tits   ?   "   but   he's   already   lifting   her   off   the   ground   again   ,   and   she's   muffling   her   taunts   along   his   tongue   ,   dragging   hers   in   messy   ,   dirty   circles   around   his   ,   chasing   the   high   only   he   offers   .   half   expects   him   to   take   her   anywhere   else   but   the   bedroom   ,   considering   his   previous   remark   about   the   sheets   ,   but   he   surprises   her   .   as   heeled   feet   hit   the   ground   and   she's   facing   the   unmade   bed   — one   pillow   on   the   ground   ,   the   duvet   nearly   on   the   floor   ,   there's   a   stab   of   bizarre   guilt   that   fills   her   gut   .   lips   part   on   a   startled   noise   at   his   grip   on   her   hair   and   fingers   are   flying   up   to   wrap   around   his   wrist   behind   her   head   ,   grunting   under   her   breath   .   "   no   ,   "   heaves   as   their   eyes   collide   ,   and   she's   met   with   the   fiery   of   his   that   should   tamper   hers   ,   but   it   doesn't   ,   "   just   told   me   how   good   i   feel   ,   how   much   he   loves   my   pussy   .   "   knows   that   she   shouldn't   provoke   him   ,   that   she'd   kill   him   if   he   did   the   same   thing   ,   but   mind   is   suddenly   flooded   all   over   again   with   layla's   annoying   voice   ,   and   she   can't   unhear   it   .   slowly   shakes   her   head   in   response   to   his   question   ,   "   i   think   — "   doesn't   matter   because   she   completely   stops   thinking   ,   her   brain   short   circuits   and   shuts   off   as   his   teeth   tear   into   her   skin   and   the   sharp   prick   makes   her   yelp   .   loud   .

and   then   ,   she's   fucking   moaning   ,   slick   thighs   squeezing   together   as   she   rocks   her   hips   back   and   drags   cheeks   along   his   cock   ,   "   do   you   think   i   care   if   they   love   me   ?   "   counters   ,   craning   her   neck   for   him   like   she's   begging   for   another   bite   ,   squirming   beneath   flattened   tongue   ,   "   every   man   on   this   planet   could   love   me   ,   could   promise   to   sacrifice   their   souls   ,   give   me   the   world   ,   and   i'd   choose   you   every   time   .   there's   nobody   else   .   " but   then   ,   because   she   doesn't   know   how   to   shut   up   or   conceal   her   feelings   ,   she   continues   :   "   does   it   break   your   heart   ,   baby   ?   you   know   ,   's   funny   we're   talking   about   other   people   ...   "   they're   facing   each   other   again   ,   her   ass   hitting   the   mattress   ,   and   as   he   drags   her   to   edge   of   the   bed   ,   dark   eyes   are   fixated   on   him   ,   "   layla   told   me   that   darndest   thing   ...   how   you   told   her   that   she   has   the   tightest   ,   sweetest   pussy   you've   ever   had   .   oh   ,   and   that   you   let   out   the   deepest   ,   nastiest   moan   when   you   felt   her   ,   too   .   isn't   that   hilarious   ?   " even   just   recounting   femme's   words   aloud   make   her   blood   boil   ,   lids   narrowing   on   him   when   he's   yanking   weak   limbs   apart   ,   and   cold   air   is   hitting   dripping   cunt   ,   and   coating   her   frame   in   goosebumps   all   over   again   .   his   laugh   cuts   through   the   air   and   it   shoots   a   twinge   of   anticipation   up   her   spine   ,   dark   waves   falling   back   from   her   shoulders   and   tickling   her   back   as   her   head   cocks   and   she   watches   him   closely   .   "   is   this   the   part   where   you   punish   me   ?   "   wets   her   lips   ,   hues   slowly   dragging   down   his   bare   frame   and   taking   him   in   .   hasn't   gotten   the   chance   to   tonight   ,   not   when   it   all   happened   so   fast   ,   and   she   couldn't   bask   in   the   glory   of   witnessing   him   like   this   — rugged   and   crazed   with   desire   . "   are   you   going   to   make   me   suffer   ,   johnny   ?   "   recalls   his   threat   from   earlier   ,   pupil   dwarfed   eyes   slowly   trailing   down   broad   chest   to   the   unsteady   flexion   of   his   abdomen   ,   down   to   his   cock   that   he's   suddenly   teasing   through   sensitive   folds   .   a   sweet   noise   fumbles   from   her   lips   ,   nails   fisting   into   the   sheet   beneath   her   ,   and   then   his   palm   is   striking   her   cheek   ,   head   snapping   to   the   side   from   the   collision   ,   and   that   sweet   noise   sours   into   a   filthy   weep   .   her   clit   twitches   and   the   cum   that   he   stuffed   inside   her   oozes   out   with   the   way   empty   hole   clenches   around   air   .   "   fuck   me   .   "   exhales   into   the   air   ,   jaw   falling   open   around   a   deranged   smile   .   her   cheek   stings   ,   knows   that   it's   red   without   looking   ,   and   that   makes   her   hot   with   desire   .

she's   lifting   her   hips   off   of   the   bed   to   chase   the   friction   of   his   cock   ,   a   delicate   pout   conquering   her   bottom   lip   ,   "   daddy   means   business   ,   doesn't   he   ?   "   her   hand   lifts   and   she's   bringing   index   and   middle   between   her   legs   ,   collecting   their   dew   ,   and   then   bringing   it   her   lips   ,   "   you   want   me   to   beg   for   your   cock   that   i've   already   came   on   twice   ..   "   moans   as   her   tongue   laps   at   fingertips   ,   eyes   lulling   shut   briefly   as   she   tap   dances   on   his   nerves   .   on   purpose   .   "   and   what   if   i   use   you   like   one   of   my   toys   instead   ?   " before   he   can   stop   her   ,   free   hand   is   wrapping   around his   and   she's   arching   her   hips   ,   his   tip   slipping   inside   of   greedy   cunt   ,   and   her   head   is   falling   back   at   how   it   stretches   her   out   .   again   .   "   mm   ,   shit   ..   you're   still   so   hard   for   me   ,   so   fucking   eager   to   have   me   again   ..   "   leans   up   ,   collects   the   saliva   in   her   mouth   and   spits   on   where   their   bodies   meet   ,   wide   browns   lifting   to   meet   his   ,   "   oops   .   i   got   you   all   messy   ..   let   me   clean   you   off   ..   "   her   palm   wraps   around   him   and   she's   jerking   him   off   as   he's   inside   her   ,   twisting   her   wrist   ,   and   staring   up   at   him   with   an   innocence   that   contradicts   lewd   actions   ,   "   i   know   you   want   me   ..   you're   dying   for   it   ,   aren't   you   ?   because   i   am   .   i'd   die   for   your   cock   ..   i'd   do   fucking   anything   for   it   .   "   sounds   borderline   demented   ,   and   she's   so   blissed   out   that   she   doesn't   blink   twice   over   it   .   her   other   palm   massages   her   breast   and   twists   her   nipples   for   stimulation   ,   all   the   while   her   gaze   doesn't   leave   him   once   ,   "   give   it   to   me   .   "   demands   ,   deliberately going   against   his   wishes   .   "   or   have   you   lost   your   touch over the last seventeen days   ?   "

[farsgone]

it was an implausible idea that confessions dripped from swollen lips were heated with the truth, and he's trying as hard as he can to push it down : wants to live in the moment they shared, and not allow dark thoughts to ruin one of the rare intense moments they'd shared. but it was rigorous, one of the hardest things to convince hisself that sweet words like i was a shell without you and i need you was meant from deep in her heart, spoken for him and only him. maybe she meant it in the moment, her consistent height in bliss pushing out strings of sentences before she can allow herself to stop them. they send a blaze of fire up and down his spine, each word etched in stone in his mind, would embarrassingly play each one on a constant loop until he laid six feet in the ground. even if tomorrow they'd wake up, reality would shift into perspective, and the admissions were met only with regret. because that was the sick, twisted part of it all. he knew what he felt — and it was the most real thing he'd ever felt in his entire life. never thought it'd be possible for someone to mesh in your veins so raw, so deep that he felt her own heartbeat alongside his own. but him? he was incapable of being loved. another carve in his mind that nothing could scratch out, molded from his childhood, each day and night a reminder, and was afraid that no amount of sweet words would convince him otherwise. he wants to : wished that he could believe her entirely when they drip from immaculate lips. but it didn't matter. not when he felt it, had felt it since the first time they spoke, and would let himself be wrapped around her finger for the rest of time if it meant that she wouldn't walk away. “ look at me. ” hushed words are met with both hands placed on the sides of her face, his own gaze laid bare with each truth he wasn't even aware he possessed, “ you'll never lose me. i'm not leaving. nothing, i mean nothing — will keep me away from this. away from you. ” remembers that first night, their locked eyes, the dance, the sheer insanity he felt even then, his hands pressed firmly against covered hips as she rocked against him, an intoxicating scent filling his nostrils, never to be forgotten again and interrupted by his brother and their family drama. “ there's a reason why we can't stay away from each other. ” chases it with a heated kiss that's full of tongue, trailing downward to outline of her jaw, lower lip pulling upward against the shell of her ear, “ it's impossible. no one gets me like you. no one gets you like me. and i'm done fighting it. ”

doesn't remember ever feeling such a wave of pleasure hitting him so quickly until now, three words being all he needed to succumb to his extent and she knew it too. the grin that surfaced her cheeks, and he's itching to do whatever it takes to wipe it clean off. he's drunken off her taste, each savory sound that he pushes from her, and the way his lips catch hers is deadly, “ i don't care. ” wicked words are tangled between each swipe of brims, jaw widening as an open mouthed smirk cracks against dimples, “ you want me to make every inch of you red and blue with my mouth? my hands? just to prove to you how badly i missed every part of you? ” didn't have to hear her answer, knew that it would be that way by the end of the night anyway. he was insane with desire and a foreign feeling that he wasn't aware he possessed, and there was a tiny part of him that worried that the desire was so overwhelming that her body would be his personal map to explore tonight, tomorrow, and every other day until she didn't want him anymore. “ you get your fun, when daddy says you can. ” frame is plastered in front of the messy sheets in her bedroom and he's flooded with every memory of them on the four walls. wants to recreate each one until they were suffocated with desire, so exhausted that a lifted pinky wasn't possible, and he was damn near convinced that was exactly the future painted for them both. her words only sink his fingers deeper into locks, pulling her harder and he can hear the faint snap of strays tangled in his digits. “ is that right? ” words are dragged out, each syllable slow as dark irises sink into the bed frame, a possessive threat lingering in the air that should be concerning for them both. “ how many times did you cum for him? ” it's gritted out just before canines dig deep in her skin, and in pure maniacal fashion he's not finished, shifting to her collarbone and nipping down until skin is pulled, closing brims and sucking deep into the cut. it was sick, demented, and was only his personal point that he would prove to her time and time again. can't help but smile against broken skin when she continues, heart skipping a beat in his chest as lips pressing gentle kisses back up to her jaw, stopping at the corner of her mouth and tongue swipes a circle around her swollen brims, tugging her lesser between his teeth, “ no other girl is gonna touch me again, eden malaak. you're the only one for me — no one else matters. ” a quick beat of sweetness is whispered in the air just before he turns her around and presses frame against the bed, brow raising up as he watches her, both hands sinking into already bruised thighs.

story fills the air as gaze lands on hers, and theres a lingering beat of silence while he processes it, and before he can stop himself, there's a fit of laugher echoed in the bedroom, brows furrowing, head shaking back and forth while the sure joke is replayed in his head, “ oh, it's hysterical, baby. ” jaw is tightened as laughter is still pushed out of his chest, a mixture of entertainment and frustration filling his senses as he leans further down, clicking tongue as lips hover over hers, “ so hysterical, and so — so fucking wrong. she tried, too. your so called friend, tried like her life depended on it. but no matter how hard she tried to get me to feel something — ” teases in his own way as he's locked onto her, one final chuckle pressed hot against her petals just as cock teases between her thighs and his fingertips push deeper into her skin, “ didn't work. i felt nothing. don't even remember what she looks like. wanna know why? ” he brushes his lips against hers, “ i was too wrapped up thinkin' of you. i'm always thinkin' of you. ” gaze blinks down to his cock teasing her, and as much as he craves to push inches deep enough inside that she could feel him in her stomach, he fights against it, the familiar red sheer glazing over his eyes making it's return with a vengeance. there was something deep in the desire he had to hear her whine for him, beg as if she would die without feeling the stretch that he gives her. he needed it in an embarrassing feat — so much that he can't think, or breathe for anything else. but she's playing her own game, one that she was all too well at, and he's eagerly watching as she collects their aftermath, wrapping it around her lips and a hum vibrates against his own. jaw locks, head inching to the side as he watches her in silence, veins boiling in heat and before he can catch it she's arching frame, wrapping tip around tightness and it's sending a low growl out in the open, hand digging into her skin so deep he knows that it's cutting skin clean open. she was torturing him, he was sure of it then she continues, hand wrapped around hardened cock and she's pulsing it between digits, his chest heaving up and down with a threatening desire. she was fucking perfect, the only way he could word it, and he would burn the city down before ever letting a man besides him experience it again.

she almost won. she really did as heat rises through his groin and his hips fight to buck against hers, but with every shred of strength he has he finally speaks again, his other hand instantly reaching to her wrist and halting her actions, “ no. ” answers her demand, and it's pushed out cold, dark, and it seemed as if an alter ego is brought to the surface. rips her hand away from him and he's stepping back, tip pulling out of her and leaving her empty as a sick grin perks up against his features. then, in a swift movement he's using one hand to wrap around her wrists, pulling her further up on the mattress and pinning them over her head, his own frame now hovered over hers on the bed, “ you had your chance, baby. you were so close to getting what you so desperately wanted. ” dark irises glare into her own, smirk widening as lips purse, “ too bad you just don't know how to listen. maybe you've forgotten with all these boys you've let in your bed. ” he's pressing a quick peck against her lips, one that's heavy and leaves one wanting for more, “ and now . . you're gonna have to wait. ” whispered words are met as cock finally pushes inside her, rough, full of rage as hips buck into hers with a force and speed unimaginable. each thrust was met with bone against bone, a psychotic pace but he's so set on his obligation that he doesn't realize how hard he's pushing into her. doesn't kiss her, instead lingers his lips atop hers, gritted moans breathed against her just before pulling out completely, tip hovered over dripping hole, “ each time you think i'm gonna let you cum, when you're so close to the satisfaction that only i can give . . ” a demented smirk is met on hers before one hard, rough push of his cock is met inside of her, then he's pulling out again, letting it linger once more. “ you get nothing. ” and it's spoken sweetly, brushing his nose against hers, the grip around her wrists tight enough to make personal finger indentions against her skin. “ have i lost my touch? i'm curious. ” tongue drags down her neck and to her ear, biting down on lobe, a sinful chuckle paired with a metaphorical big red light flashing as he slowly pushes tip back inside, inching cock deeper until he's halfway inside, then pulls himself back out, “ sure doesn't feel like i have, baby. what do you think? ”

[farsgone]

headcanon generator !

put ✓ if it's right, ✘ if it's wrong.

johnny was dropped out of a window as a child ✘ (surprisingly)

johnny will go feral. watch out. ✓

johnny is a dog person. ✓

johnny is afraid of doing anything without other peoples permission. ✘✘✘ (man doesnt give a FUCK)

johnny sleeps in until noon. ✘

johnny is oblivious to any and all romantic interest someone may show them. ✘✓✘ (he can tell, he just either doesn't reciprocate it or he convinces hisself that its not real)

johnny has chronic nightmares ✓ (dont tell him i told you)

johnny has fallen asleep at their desk while working in the middle of the night. ✓

johnny had an emo phase. ✘

johnny listens to 80s music. ✓

johnny can beat you up if deserved. ✓ (or not deserved)

johnny is an introvert. ✘

johnny can play the guitar. ✓ (catch him and hailee playing your favorite songs at little roses' bar)

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[farsgone]

toon me !

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[wells-hannah]

One Tree Hill 1x19 : “How Can You Be Sure”

[ungraceds]

written   in   the   stars   ,   and   for   someone   who's   always   been   a   firm   believer   in   the   art   of   fate   ,   wonders   if   he   believes   that   as   strongly   as   she   does   .   of   all   the   towns   ,   of   all   the   places   in   the   world   ,   of   all   the   people   they   could   have   met   — they   met   each   other   :   two   halves   of   the   same   whole   ,   drawn   together   by   that   invisible   red   string   .   what   are   the   chances   of   that   ?   how   could   that   be   a   coincidence   ?   in   her   fury   ,   and   heartache   ,   and   pain   ,   she   wrote   it   all   off   as   bullshit   because   it   was   easier   to   cope   with   than   the   alternative   .   but   this   hunger   inside   of   her   ,   that   yearning   that   wouldn't   quiet   no   matter   how   embedded   into   her   skin   his   fingerprints   were   ,   it   isn't   something   she   can   run   from   .   no   amount   of   other's   mouths   ,   or   hard   liquor   ,   or   drugs   numbing   her   brain   could   make   it   disappear   ,   and   she   doesn't   know   how   to   cope   with   the   intensity   of   it   .   it's   burning   in   her   throat   ,   it's   souring   the   blood   in   her   veins   ,   it's   taking   over   her   every   thought   .   even   now   ,   as   his   cock   saws   her   in   half   ,   and   her   cunt   saturates   every   inch   ,   there's   a   furious   ticking   in   her   chest   that   won't   let   up   ,   and   it's   all   for   him   .   she's   all   for   him   .   and   he's   right   ,   nothing   is   this   real   .   it's   raw   ,   and   palpable   ,   and   it   wrecks   her   every   time   those   talented   ,   rough   hands   touch   skin   that   may   as   hell   have   his   name   etched   in   it   .   "   yes   .   "   pants   through   the   unintelligible   slur   of   pleasure   ,   whimpering   at   the   sharp   pressure   of   his   fingertips   branding   her   flesh   ,   "   you   had   me   ..   f   -   fuck   ,   you   had   me   spread   out   on   the   bed   and   you   ..   "   wets   her   mouth   ,   thoughts   hazy   as   arousal   taints   every   corner   of   her   memory   ,   "   you   were   pounding   one   of   my   toys   inside   of   me   while   -   jesus   f   ..   while   you   licked   my   pussy   ..   "   confessions   spill   from   hanging   lips   ,   incapable   of   stopping   them   as   he   drags   them   out   with   each   brutal   cant   of   his   hips   into   sopping   cunt   ,   "   and   then   ..   then   you   replaced   it   with   your   cock   and   -   god   ..   and   you   punished   me   for   letting   anybody   else   touch   me   .   "   similar   to   what   he's   doing   now   ,   indenting   his   length   inside   of   her   until   velvety   ,   slick   walls   are   molded   to   take   him   ,   and   only   him   .   deep   ,   husky   whine   is   muddled   into   her   ear   and   she's   shivering   beneath   him   ,   her   lids   fluttering   shut   with   the   roll   of   her   eyes   to   her   skull   .   you   make   me   need   and   i   don't   fuckin'   need   anybody   .   "   i   want   you   to   need   me   .   "   confesses   on   a   shuddered   breath   ,   "   i   want   you   to   chase   me   from   your   mouth   with   every   shot   that   burns   your   throat   ,   and   i   want   to   still   be   there   after   the   bottles   done   .   i   want   you   to   never   be   satisfied   by   anybody   else   .   you   know   why   ,   johnny   ?   "   it's   a   rhetorical   question   ,   one   that's   encompassed   by   a   thick   whimper   and   she's   sinking   deeperonto   his   cock   ,   "   because   then   maybe   you'll   understand   how   i've   felt   every   day   since   you   first   touched   me   .   "

and   it's   the   first   time   she's   admitted   it   ,   that   even   whilst   they   were   in   the   beginnings   of   this   arrangement   ,   that   it   wasn't   as   simple   as   she   lied   to   herself   it   was   . nothing   between   them   has   ever   felt   simple   — and   now   ,   in   the   throes   of   desperate   pleasure   ,   wouldn't   dare   to   deny   the   truth   that   was   glaring   her   in   the   face   . their   eyes   collide   when   they're   face   to   face   again   ,   the   intensity   of   their   stare   making   her   cunt   ensnare   him   inside   of   her   ,   every   fervid   emotion   pouring   from   half   -   lidded   gaze  . couldn't   hide   it   if   she   tried   ,   not   when   she   can   see   how   close   he   is   :   the   familiarity   of   his   groans   ,   of   the   twisting   of   his   expression   making   her   toes   curl   into   red   heels   still   adorning   her   feet   . his   compliment   coats   her   skin   ,   douses   it   in   gasoline   ,   and   she's   cumming   so   hard   that   her   vision   blurs   ,   the   entire   world   fucking   stops   ,   and   she   knows   that   she   said   it   — that   three   words   were   spoken   aloud   ,   that   they   weren't   kept   in   her   head   . but   thinks   maybe   he   didn't   hear   through   the   cloud   of   intoxicating   pleasure   that   encompasses   him   .   he   spills   inside   of   her   ,   cock   so   deep   that   it's   making   love   to   her   cervix   ,   and   she's   clamped   down   tightly   around   him   ,   greedily   dragging   out   every   drop   he'll   gift   her   .   hues   are   fixed   on   his   pelvis   kissing   hers   ,   still   buried   snuggly   inside   of   her   ,   and   she's   fluttering   around   him   from   the   aftershocks   ,   "   fuck   ,   you're   s   — "   you   think   i   don't   ?   honeyed   gaze   snaps   up   ,   and   panic   laces   through   her   suddenly   ,   rippling   down   her   spine   and   lacing   through   every   nook   and   cranny   of   her   ribcage   .   at   first   ,   wonders   if   she's   hallucinating   ,   if   maybe   he's   referring   to   something   else   somehow   .   her   throat   visibly   tightens   ,   the   tendons   clenching   around   a   lump   that   size   of   a   golf   ball   at   the   genuine   inflection   of   deep   timbre   .   he's   lifting   her   up   and   robotically   ,   her   hands   are   lifting   to   rest   on   his   shoulders   ,   eyes   still   bouncing   between   his   ,   grazing   over   his   face   — trying   to   read   a   new   page   to   her   favorite   book   .   but   then   ,   he's   making   task   impossible   when   her   feet   hit   the   ground   ,   and   she's   greeted   by   a   wall   instead   of   sweet   blues   .   her   thighs   feel   like   jello   ,   dripping   entrance   already   sore   ,   but   she's   instinctively   arching   her   ass   back   against   him   ,   searching   for   his   touch   .   she   needs   it   .   she   needs   the   distraction   ,   she   needs   something   to   sedate   the   frantic   ,   uneven   pace   of   galloping   heart   .   four   words   are   spoken   and   she's   squeezing   her   eyes   shut   briefly   ,   and   she's   trying   not   to   overthink   it   — she   really   is   .   but   the   problem   is   that   she   meant   it   .   she   fucking   meant   it   ..   and   maybe   if   she   hadn't   ,   if   it   was   ripped   from   her   lips   from   sheer   passion   alone   ,   then   she   could   laugh   this   off   and   throw   a   joke   or   two   in   to   brush   it   off   .   but   it   stunned   her   as   much   as   it   did   him   ,   because   since   when   does   eden   malaak   love   anybody   ?

his   words   make   her   shiver   beneath   him   ,   cheeks   burning   a   vibrant   pink   and   lips   parted   around   unsteady   exhales   ,   a   pitiful   whimper   emitting   when   he's   pulling   out   of   her   and   rimming   her   ass   instead   .   "   i   thought   about   you   ,   too   .   "   confesses   on   a   whisper   ,   her   voice   thick   with   emotion   that's   so   foreign   to   her   that   it   scares   the   living   shit   out   of   her   ,   but   she   continues   ,   "   when   i   was   with   them   ,   i   had   to   think   about   you   ..   i   couldn't   think   of   anything   else   .   " fingers   dig   into   the   flesh   of   his   nape   ,   avoiding   his   gaze   in   fear   that   the   vulnerability   in   hers   would   send   him   out   of   the   front   door   ,   "   don't   do   it   again   .   don't   stay   away   from   me   —   i   want   you   right   here   ,   i   need   you   right   fucking   here   —   "   without   warning   ,   he's   thrusting   thick   ,   long   digits   inside   of   her   and   a   belligerent   cry   escapes   ,   damp   thighs   threatening   to   clench   together   at   the   intrusion   .   every   drop   that   was   threatening   to   drip   down   her   legs   is   now   buried   deep   inside   of   her   again   ,   and   she's   lifting   her   leg   against   the   wall   ,   giving   him   better   access   .   swears   with   every   word   ,   it's   like   a   lap   of   his   tongue   against   her   heat   ,   and   she's   already   ready   to   fall   apart   again   .   "   sh   -   shit   ,   baby   — "   jaw   falls   slack   again   around   a   silent   scream   at   the   pressure   of   his   thumb   against   swollen   ,   throbbing   nerves   ,   one   that   rips   through   at   the   sudden   thrust   of   his   cock   inside   of   her   ,   and   then   i   love   — you   .   falls   completely   slack   in   his   embrace   ,   the   shock   rushing   through   her   system   going   straight   to   the   apex   of   her   legs   ,   and   she's   crumbling   quicker   than   she   ever   has   .   "   h   -   johnny   please   ..   fuck   me   ,   i'm   — "   she   can't   handle   it   — everything   is   too   much   .   his   fingers   fucking   her   in   tandem   with   his   cock   ,   his   thumb   massaging   her   clit   ,   those   three   words   hissed   into   the   air   .   she   didn't   expect   him   to   say   it   ,   hell   ,   expected   him   to   ignore   her   and   pretend   it   never   happened   .   but   as   they   hang   in   the   air   ,   she's   unspooling   like   spool   to   a   thread   ,   ass   and   cunt   tightening   around   him   mercilessly   as   her   orgasm   slams   into   her   ,   "   g   -   god   ,   you're   everything   ..   you're   fucking   everything   to   me   ..   "   arches   her   spine   off   of   his   chest   and   rolls   her   ass   back   against   him   ,   dragging   herself   along   his   length   despite   the   hold   he   has   on   her   neck   ,   and   there's   a   sick   ,   twisted   smile   on   her   lips   .   feels   like   she's   high   ,   like   she's   lost   her   mind   ,   and   prays   she   never   finds   it   .   "   show   me   how   much   ..   "   he   loves   her   "   take   it   out   on   me   ,   fucking   ruin   me   ..   "   she's   begging   for   it   ,   a   spark   of   madness   consuming   her   .

 he   may   not   mean   it   ,   it   may   be   the   height   of   the   moment   ,   but   she's   delirious   —   somebody   professing   their   love   for   her   would   usually   send   her   running   ,   but   it   elicits   the   most   inconceivable   reaction   :   she   wants   to   yank   it   from   his   lips   again   ,   wants   the   profession   spilling   from   his   mouth   as   he   pounds   into   her   .   wants   it   to   be   the   soundtrack   of   her   night   ,   her   morning   ,   her   life   . johnny   castle   loves   her   — and   maybe   it's   only   for   right   now   ,   maybe   it's   only   for   tonight   ,   but   he   loves   her   ,   and   she   wants   to   feel   it   when   the   sun   rises   ,   have   it   slick   between   her   thighs   when   her   eyes   open   . "   or   i   can   show   you   — "   claws   at   his   hand   around   her   throat   and   yanks   his   fingers   to   her   lips   ,   swirling   her   tongue   around   index   and   middle   as   her   cunt   spasms   and   flutters   around   him   ,   "   i   can   make   you   feel   just   how   much   —  "   wraps   her   lips   around   digits   ,   slowly   sucking   them   into   greedy   mouth   and   slurping   them   deep   into   her   throat   ,   lids   fluttering   shut   and   moaning   around   them   ,   only   releasing   on   a   gasp   to   say   :   "   i   love   you   "   and   then   she's   licking   them   back   into   her   mouth   again   ,   and   pretending   like   this   isn't   unchartered   territory   for   them   ,   like   she   isn't   on   the   verge   of   spinning   completely   out   of   control   .

[farsgone]

was the heaviest brick thrown right against his ribcage, screaming, straining, in a undeniable force strong enough to make him come to the light, and admit to her, and himself, exactly how deep this had gone. had spent their months together brushing off each linger of eyesight that lasted a few seconds too long, each breathless confession that made strings of his heart tug, and each time they fell asleep, chests breathing in a perfect sync, her head resting on his chest like it belonged there, his arms wrapped around her with the fear that she could pull away any second. nothing could overshadow, nothing could mask it — the cloud that surfaced over them, the fate he was meant for. didn't believe in fairytales, in the belief that each person was molded meticulously for another person to grab hold of and fit together as if they were one. had always believed it was a humorous idea, one that hopeless romantics conjure up to make themselves feel better. his long list of conquests had proved that, left with a satisfaction between their thighs paired with a broken heart when they realized it wasn't authentic. there wouldn't be a mind altering shift in his brain, the one that happens in every romantic movie, where he's hanging up his coat and falling in love with the girl no one expects, riding off into the sunset together. it was bullshit — the biggest joke of the century. except . . it wasn't. he'd felt it, that shift, each time his lips pressed against hers, or when her nails dug into his arm, or once ears heard sweet moans whispering his name. it dug further and further, trickling along until this moment, when it all collided into him at once, sending a shockwave throughout his entire body and holding him hostage. it wasn't a joke, or a fairytale : it was as real as she felt throbbing against him right now. it was undeniable, and unshakeable. had told himself every excuse in the world until he ran out of them. there was no other option, no other tale he could spin. even if the words she spoke were construed from the pleasure she felt between her thighs, it was as truthful for him as he could give out. stone cold sober, and he meant every fucking word. explanation given sends a thrill up his spine that only pushes him to deepen his movements inside of her, hands dug into skin so deep, so raw as an open mouthed grin widens his lips, “ maybe i should. ” it's hushed, tilting his head downwards to watch as her eyes hood over, leaning down as his brims hover atop swollen ones, head angling along with each shift that his hips give, “ you want me to forget about every girl? they're long gone. they can't even think about touching the spots you can. but you . . ” voice lingers on a detrimental shift, possessive, and jealous, “ you haven't forgotten . . your goddamn sheets in there smell like him. ”

wants to hush the insane grip he has on her hip but it only deepens as his hand moves further up, looking down at the welt that was sure to bruise on hip bone. “ fuck you like you deserve. and just when you think i'm gonna give you the satisfaction you so . . ” a deep thrust pushes him deadly inside of her, “ desperately need. i'll make you wait. i'll make you suffer. ” not now, at least. wouldn't let either of them wait a second longer to let themselves succumb to the head rush only the other could give. would keep that idea in his mind, remembering when he needed it most. his own eyes flutter closed just before their pleasure overtakes them both as she speaks, the familiar string tightening felt louder than ever between his chest as his eyes open, and he watches her, and how each stoke he fulfills affects her. it was his favorite movie, one that he would never grow tired of watching. “ i do need you. ” it's spoken between his own groans, each muscle tightening as a fire grows wider and wider, “ you have no idea what you've done to me. ” pushed through gritted teeth, the hesitation before spilling truth wiped clean from his mind as each buck of his hips sends his mind to the deepest state of insanity. “ you're there. you're always there. since the first moment we met i — ” she's sinking deeper and jaw is clenching, shuttered breath falling from his lips, “ it's been you. ever since that night, nothing has felt right. nothing — compares to this. ” hazy mind is overwhelmed with each accuracy that's spilling from both of them, and he has to wonder if maybe he wasn't right in assuming she was speaking false truths. she had him, right in the palm of her hand, what would be the point of shouting these words to oblivion? her date had left at some point, and the only thing that he could think of was the second scariest fucking mantra that he could imagine : that each thing she spoke, each feeling she had was just as real as his was. that the three words that he never believed he'd ever hear a day in his life rang true. even if it was for now . . just for tonight, when they're overstimulated with their emotions, flooding the gates with mind numbing orgasms, and it was too much for them to bear. maybe they'd wake up tomorrow and never speak of it again. but they had tonight. a night that he was holding onto for dear life, with no intention of pulling away as long as he stood here breathing.

admission is shot through his chest deep enough that he can physically feel the sting, that number one spot of his scariest thoughts boiling over, just as he's filling her with each drop he encompassed. wasn't sure if it was possible for one girl to cause so many emotions to flood his system at once, but it was in this case : and was evident in his gaze as he watches her beautifully cum at the same time he did, as if they were so perfectly in sync that they couldn't breathe without the other. the sickening part? he fully believed they were. didn't have to think about it for a second, didn't have to linger on the sheer possibility of him turning around and walking out the door once he heard such a confession. any other girl would speak this and he wouldn't think twice about running the other direction. eden malaak breathlessly speaks it into existence, and there's not a second thought about staying. it terrified him, sent such a wave of fear through him that he could feel the tips of his fingers shuddering as the grip her hips, lifting her up to carry her into the next room. there's a rare warmth in his chest, one that almost convinced him he was having a heart attack, but he's too consumed, too intoxicated as he plants her against the wall of her kitchen, and she continues with another declaration, and he was certain now that her only goal tonight was to kill him dead. the wind is knocked from his lungs, and they're filled with each statement she breathed out tonight, the only oxygen he needed to inhabit his body. he was so consumed, so entranced with this girl that he didn't know anymore where he ended, and she began. “ i can't breathe without you. i can't live — without you. i don't want to. ever. ” hushed tone is pushed in the shell of her ear just as digits hug the outer space of sensitive walls, his head shaking against her cheek as lips press a gentle kiss against her cheek, “ don't ever tell me to leave. i can't — the first time in the past seventeen days that i've felt a breath of fresh air was when i kissed you. ” eyes strain as tension fills under them, a foreign feeling as they blink upwards, closing away the rim that threatens to showcase his emotion, “ i won't survive without you. that's the power you have on me. so please, don't ever make me. ” his own form of begging is slid across his brims, and he's pushing digits inside her to try and mask it, but it's no use, as he's admitting his own shattering confession, and just as it pools out of him his hand is drenched with her, an open mouth moan covering his words as her walls clench around his cock and fingers alike. expects his own words to be too much, too real for either of them to accept. thinks she'll push him out as quickly as she done xavier, but she doesn't, only lets her second orgasm fill him as quickly as his frame molded into her, and it's a sensation he couldn't explain if he tried.

take it out on me. fucking ruin me. her own words are sending a wave through his system, eyes glancing down to drink her in as she continues, tongue running across his lesser as she brings his digits between her lips. his other hand between her thighs aren't slowing down, sounds of soaked walls are echoed through each truth she's speaking, and he was two seconds away from dropping to his knees for her right there on the spot. it was a dream, the most perfect fucking dream he could think of, and he had no intention of waking up any time soon. then, she's moaning against his fingers, tongue dragging along bone in a sinful way that makes him shutter, and the words i love you are repeated, and it's omitting the same reaction from minutes before, only worse. his excess his overwhelming him as cock slams between her cheeks, each drop filling her ass at her words, bitten down lip muffling a gritted moan the best it could, even if it wasn't successful in doing so. he's pulling both hardened cock and fingers out from her and yanking her around, naked bodies clashing together as he forcefully pulls his fingers out from her mouth, cocking head to the side as soaked digits curve the back of her neck, pressing his lips to her so rough the sound of her head hitting the wall is evident. tongue is shoved between her lips as he kisses her, unknowingly pulling away as his hand curves around the bone of her jaw, “ you'll get your turn. when i say you can. ” grits out as nails dig into the curve of her jaw, pressing another teeth filled kiss against her lips, “ i'm not done. and i'll never be done. ” with one move he's lifting her up again, lips messily moving against hers as he walks to the bedroom, earlier thought wiped clean from his mind, feet stopping at the foot of the bed as he drops her to her feet, turning her once again where her gaze looked at the played with bed spread, “ did he tell you he loved you while he fucked you, eden? ” pure insanity laces his words, as he tangles a hand between dark tresses, yanking her back as he forces gaze to look at him, “ do you think any man would love you the way i do? ” head dips down, teeth grazing already bruised skin before they're closing down, such force omitted that there's a crack in her skin, and he pulls back, a small drip of crimson running down her neck, “ it breaks my heart that you had another man in our bed, baby . . ” tongue flattens against red sheer as he tastes it on his tongue, humming at the immaculate feat that coats his mouth. he's then shifting her around to face him before pushing her back against the mattress, then both hands grip her ankles and he's pulling her to the end where he stood, prying legs open as he stands between them. “ you want me to show you what i feel . . you want me to ruin you? ”

a crazed laugh fills the space, cock hovering over the throbbing hole between her legs as he slides tip up and down her folds, hand lifting up and in one swift movement, palm is striking her cheek before fingers curve to the back of her neck, prying her vision to meet his, “ beg me. ”

[ungraceds]

brows   are   sewn   together   both   from   the   inconceivable   pleasure   mounting   between   trembling   limbs   and   the   confusion   his   answer   elicits   .   assumes   that's   his   roundabout   way   of   admitting   that   instead   of   shacking   up   with   these   women   in   his   own   bed   ,   that   he   preferred   the   comfort   of   theirs   .   but   something   about   the   way   it's   drawn   off   of   his   tongue   ,   and   how   it   hangs   in   the   space   ,   feels   like   there's   more   to   the   story   .   my   house   is   a   personal   space   ,   you   know   .   "   so   personal   that   you   let   me   ruin   it   ,   huh   ?   "   with   her   satin   pink   robe   left   hanging   from   a   towel   hook   in   his   bathroom   ,   and   the   polaroids   that   littered   every   corner   with   the   outline   of   rosy   lipstick   sealed   to   every   edge   ,   the   nail   marks   she   tarnished   his   fancy   headboard   with   ..   a   personal   space   that   she   memorized   like   the   back   of   her   hand   ,   one   she   accidentally   referred   to   as   home   on   occasion   .   a   space   that   he   allegedly   hadn't   brought   back   any   of   these   women   to   ,   and   there's   a   why   wanting   to   fall   from   bruised   brims   ,   but   the   answer   feels   more   scary   than   no   answer   at   all   .   "   good   .   "   she   hums   ,   a   low   hiss   ripping   past   lips   at   the   stinging   assault   ivories   commit   and   the   delicate   rush   of   metallic   that   coats   her   tongue   ,   "   cause   i'd   burn   your   sheets   if   they   smelled   like   anybody   else   .   maybe   the   whole   house   ,   too   .   "   and   there's   no   joke   in   there   ,   just   the   genuine   insanity   that   he   brings   out   in   her   — that   irrational   ,   nauseating   possessiveness   that   no   amount   of   distractions   can   tear   from   her   system   .   a   wicked   grin   curls   her   lips   ,   one   that   eerily   matches   his   ,   and   she's   sighing   pleasantly   into   his   mouth   ,   "   you're   such   a   good   boy   when   you   want   to   be   ..   you   gonna   roll   over   for   me   later   ,   too   ?   "   allows   herself   to   drown   and   bask   in   his   undivided   attention   ,   in   the   affirmation   that   fills   the   air   ,   and   her   only   answer   is   the   filthy   swirl   of   her   tongue   chasing   his   .   sugary   ,   kittenish   mewls   are   dribbling   from   her   lips   like   a   leaky   faucet   ,   incapable   of   stopping   them   as   query   after   query   leaves   his   lips   ,   fingers   toying   with   her   cunt   like   his   favorite   instrument   .   she   can't   think   straight   ,   can   barely   form   a   proper   sentence   ..   he   has   her   right   in   the   palm   of   his   hand   ,   and   she's   bucking   into   diligent   digits   ,   his   cock   ,   pathetically   chasing   his   touch   .   the   whine   he   emits   makes   her   feel   fucking   psychotic   ,   her   jaw   falling   open   as   she   drags   and   bites   at   his   neck   ,   "   nobody   can   fuck   me   like   you   ,   "   exhales   ,   every   inch   of   her   covered   in   chills   as   she   sinks   her   teeth   into   sensitive   flesh   and   lewdly   sucks   ,   sounds   of   her   pleasure   beginning   to   coat   the   walls   ,   "   nobody   makes   me   feel   as   good   as   you   .   i   only   want   you   .   i   only   need   you   ..   "   nails   are   leaving   malicious   indentations   into   the   muscle   of   his   thigh   ,   scathing   skin   as   she   marks   every   inch   of   his   neck   that   she   can   reach   whilst   he   continues   taunting   their   audience   .   and   it's   so   obvious   that   she's   enjoying   the   raunchy   drawl   of   his   tongue   ,   her   pussy   fluttering   and   choking   his   cock   .

"   you're   being   so   mean   ,   baby   ..   "   hums   ,   hand   snaking   behind   him   to   grip   pert   cheek   in   her   hand   and   encourage   him   to   thrust   deeper   ,   "   you   know   he   didn't   hit   the   same   spots   ..   nobody   can   .   you're   too   fucking   perfect   — you   were   made   for   me   .   to   fuck   me   ,   to   kiss   me   ..   "   words   trail   off   on   a   slew   of   whimpers   as   he   brutally   massages   her   breasts   ,   nipples   so   hard   that   they're   beginning   to   hurt   .   every   part   of   them   is   touching   and   yet   it   doesn't   feel   like   enough   — it   never   is   .   not   with   him   .   is   always   so   insatiable   ,   so   starved   for   more   .   knows   that   it   isn't   normal   ,   but   what   about   them   is   ? his   words   elicit   a   devastating   throb   deep   inside   her   ,   one   that   the   tip   of   his   cock   strikes   in   tandem   and   she's   writhing   against   him   ,   head   falling   back   towards   the   ceiling   ,   "   so   have   i   .   i   touched   myself   thinking   of   you   ,   used   my   toys   ..   dreamt   of   your   mouth   ,   your   cock   ,   your   hands   .   you   make   me   crazy   ..   "   her   voice   is   ragged   ,   completely   breathless   as   he   pounds   into   her   and   she   feels   seconds   from   falling   apart   ,   "   god   ,   what   have   you   done   to   me   ?   "   it's   breathed   to   life   moreso   to   herself   than   to   him   ,   her   gaze   heavy   as   it   shifts   to   the   bright   red   record   button   lighting   up   the   screen   of   her   phone   ,   and   then   to   the   shell   of   a   man   remaining   in   the   threshold   of   her   door   .   "   don't   you   dare   .   "   growls   under   her   breath   ,   head   snapping   to   look   at   him   at   his   threat   .   doesn't   think   she'd   survive   it   if   he   pulled   out   of   her   for   even   five   seconds   ,   let   alone   completely   ..   they   went   17   days   ,   she   can't   go   any   longer   .   "   shut   up   ,   and   keep   fucking   me   .   "   demands   ,   voice   hoarse   and   raw   from   the   tragic   cries   that   are   clawing   out   with   each   brutal   buck   of   his   hips   .   is   sure   that   her   cervix   is   going   to   be   bruised   after   tonight   and   she   hopes   that   it   is   .   in   fact   ,   hopes   her   entire   body   is   decorated   in   the   evidence   of   their   reunion   .   noticed   the   faded   scratches   and   bruises   from   their   previous   endeavors   ,   how   all   of   them   faded   over   the   course   of   two   weeks   :   would   stand   in   the   mirror   of   her   bathroom   ,   and   her   stomach   would   sink   further   and   further   to   her   toes   .   it   felt   like   the   permanent   goodbye   of   him   in   her   life   — anything   indication   that   he   had   been   there   ,   that   he   touched   her   ,   was   gone   .   walked   around   with   a   pit   in   her   stomach   for   days   over   it   .   that   all   seems   so   comical   now   .   "   everything   .   "   exhales   the   word   into   the   air   ,   delirious   with   longing   as   it   threatens   to   drag   itself   out   from   the   deepest   crevices   of   her   chest   ,   and   take   them   both   under   .

fears   she   may   have   said   something   wrong   when   he's   suddenly   ripping   himself   from   inside   of   her   ,   "   j   -   "   flips   her   over   ,   spine   hitting   the   back   of   the   couch   with   a   jolt   before   he's   bending   her   in   half   .   the   look   on   his   face   is   animalistic   ,   looking   so   raw   with   desire   and   want   that   it   nearly   snatches   heart   from   beneath   her   ribcage   .   her   cheeks   flushed   and   lips   bitten   ,   and   swollen   ,   but   the   moment   he's   thrusting   into   her   ,   her   expression   twists   erotically   and   her   head   is   wretched   back   from   the   blow   ,   "   h   -   holy   fuck   ...   oh   my   -   oh   my   fuuuuucking   g   -   "   nails   are   frantically   clawing   at   his   forearms   ,   gripping   them   so   hard   that   they'll   undoubtedly   be   bleeding   and   scathed   ,   "   right   there   !   f   -   fuck   me   r   -right   there   ...   sh   -   shit   ..   "   paints   her   skin   with   his   mouth   ,   and   his   promise   ,   and   that   swelling   hot   heat   is   getting   so   unbearable   that   the   most   unholy   ,   nastiest   cries   are   pouring   from   her   lips   .   "   i   won't   want   you   to   stop   — "   free   hand   is   getting   lost   in   his   hair   ,   holding   him   to   her   chest   as   stars   begin   to   dot   her   vision   ,   "   i   never   want   you  to  stop   .   i   love   how   you   fuck   me   ,   i   love   y   -   your   cock   ..   fuck   ,   i   -   god   ,   i   love you   — "   doesn't   notice   that   three   words   leave   her   lips   ,   or   that   the   couch   breaks   ,   or   that   the   front   door   is   slamming   with   a   thunderous   BANG   !   that   makes   her   walls   shake   .   doesn't   notice   a   goddamn   thing   because   she's   falling   apart   ,   splitting   herself   wide   open   on   his   cock   ,   holding   him   hostage   inside   of   her   ,   and   singing   his   name   like   a   sweet   prayer   .

[farsgone]

grateful that his relief isn't shown on his features when she doesn't attempt to dive deeper into statement that fell from his lips, not knowing if his mind was ready to give the answer. images of them hung overtop the other plastered on multiple walls, decorations that he'd burn without blinking if anyone else had tried to put them in his space. the same towels that he'd bought specifically for her — hair products, her favorite coffee, all plastered in the same area that he'd sworn off from anyone else's eyes. hadn't even realized it until it was too late : until he'd went back home that night, rip cord severed and banned to dust, and he'd walked through the threshold, each memory hitting him like a freight train. “ as much as you've let me ruin yours. ” didn't let the unfamiliar scent of another man's cologne, or the hung jacket on the wall behind him mask his meaning, or let himself dwell on what it meant. hadn't let himself trace down the hallway and towards her bedroom either, the home of their many, many times of tangled limbs. doesn't know when or if he was going to tread further, let the scent of her sex with another man smash into his senses. even if he had her now, like this, no inebriated state was strong enough to mask the tug that threatened his chest when he's reminded of what she was doing just a few minutes before he showed up. even if it was his fault, and he was the one that chose to foolishly think he could shut the door. neither of them can guarantee what would and wouldn't have happened if his mouth hadn't opened that night. they weren't exclusive, not then, hadn't had the conversation nor cared to. how long until the inevitable is screamed into the air until his lungs give out? “ kittens got claws, hm? why don't you put them to good use instead of clawing them into a ghost? ” only furthered his truth, sunk it deeper between them and roughly presses his lips against hers to mask it, swallowing down his own truth and hers that wasn't even spoken : that she'd let other men share his spot on her bed. the worst part? he let her do it. “ you wouldn't want me to spoil the night, would you? ” lets the rhythm of his hips slow then quicken every other stroke he makes inside of her, index and middle spreading and pushing back together as he strokes dripping cunt, each confession and whine sending his mind to the deepest levels of insanity possible. the word need is brought back in the air between them, making his chest tighten as the wind is damn near knocked out of his lungs. he wants to feel as if she was drowning in her sense of pleasure, on such a high that she's spilling anything she can : but he can see her — the only thing in the room is her, and those damn eyes she gives him. maybe he was convinced for his own sanity, but he doesn't let it linger too long before he's pushing cock deep inside of her, arching her back with his palm as she takes him deeper.

“ mark me, then. show me how much you need me. ” it's mumbled as he pushes her rougher against him, the euphoric feeling of her teeth biting into him making him want to beg her to draw blood. make it messy, psychotic, and terrifying. that way . . there would be no doubt that this fucked up thing between them was real. if her plan tonight was to send his mind into overdrive, until black was all he could view from irises, she was surely succeeding in that. claws dug into skin paired along with filthy admissions make each thrust his hips make rougher, nastier, and brutal as their bones hit, the slapping of skin loud enough for each neighbor to witness, the most fucking incredible sound he's heard in his life. “ how does that saying go . . written in the stars? ” bites into flesh above her collarbone as both hands grip plump breasts, running his thumb over sensitive nipples as he pushes both breasts upwards, humming against perfect skin. “ because we are. nothing feels like this, not this fucking perfect — and not this real. ” can't even fathom the words that have fallen from his mouth tonight, ones that he'd never thought he would say to anyone in his life. suddenly, this one girl comes into his life, and he's willing to throw away everything he thought he knew about himself and formulate a new person : simply if it meant he could have her like this. for as long as she'd let him. images are flashing in his mind of her, fingers tangled between plush thighs, moans dribbling from perfect petals and her own mind thinking of him, their time together, and that thought sending her to an overwhelming extent of pleasure without him even touching her. it was sick, the grin that surfaces on his lips. only prompts him to circle her hips against him, groans falling from his mouth in a threatening pace, brows furrowing and chest heaving as he was sure it wouldn't be long before he lost himself in her completely. “ what'd you think about, eden? were my hands touching you like this? ” pads of fingertips are tightly pulling skin as nails dig deep enough to leave an instantaneous mark, “ was my mouth tasting every inch of you? ” it's a whisper, lips trailing up her neck as he tugs her ear lobe, “ my cock . . was i fucking you like this? when you came for me, tell me. what was i doing? ” he's relentlessly pounding into her, another deep whine pushing out of his lips and directly in her ear, followed by a slow chuckle, “ and what about you, hm? what about what you've done to me . . you make me need, and i don't fuckin' need anybody. you make me insatiable . . you consume me. ”     gives another brief look to the man at the door, not caring in the slightest about him, completely lost in dark tresses to even worry about entertaining him any further.

there's a bead of sweat that's formed on his head, and the sudden shift in their bodies was one that he hadn't expected, the emotions flooding his veins so deep that he had to let the sensation come out in the only way he knew how. quickly realized he'd made the right choice when cock slams back inside of her, angelic sound pushing out from her lips and he only reads it as a sign to go harder, deeper, faster. “ fuck — you're so fucking beautiful — god, i'm fuckin' — i can't — ”  cries are belligerent, each moan tangling over the others, the room dripping with their sex as nails dig into her ankles held over her head, gaze drifting up, then down to his hips as they undeniably move in a frantic pace, a desperate form, and suddenly the loudest groan is echoing the walls from him, his overwhelming feeling taking over him before he can stop it. one second passes and he's filling her up, each drop pushed inside of her as he holds himself steady, making sure to let each drop linger inside as his eyes shoot into her gaze. did she? the three words are playing on a loop, running through each bone over and over and the grip on the couch softens, not paying a single thought to the now slammed door that echoes against her walls. he's locked in on this, on her, on the words that just fell out in a frantic moan, and before he has a single second to take it back, “ you think i don't? ” admission is raw, deep, almost painful as it leaves his lips and he's stepped out of his normal facade, releasing her ankles from his grip and both hands are moving under her thighs, lifting her up, cock still lingering inside of her and he's walking into the dining room, turning her around as her front is pressed against the wall of the kitchen. “ don't think about it. ” it's in a hushed, mumbled tone, almost speaking more to himself while nails dig down to her thighs, nails firmly pressed as they drag further up, “ why the fuck do you think i'm here? why do you think i can't stay away from you? that you make me so fucking insane every day of my life? ” pulls cock out from inside of her, sliding it further behind and pressing it right between her cheeks, “ i love your pussy — the way you fit around me, the way you scream my name, the way no one can ever make me cum like you can. ” free hand moves down between her thighs, roughly pushing them apart as three fingers instantly push inside, soaked walls coating digits as cock slowly moves between her cheeks, tip brushing tight hole, “ your mouth. your breasts. everything about you. ” spreads digits, thumb pressing and circling around bud as fingers push in and out, “ and i love — ” finally pushes cock firmly between her cheeks, a choked gasp filling the air as teeth grits down, “ you. ”

the final word is lingered with a groan, his movements quickening as conscious mind is exploding into thin air, distracting the utter honesty that even he didn't fully realize he spoke out loud, instead, letting other hand curve around, clutching fingertips around her throat as thumb presses against her airway, his forehead pressed against her crown as he shifts his hips against the curve of her ass, tightness thrilling him with each thrust, digits curling inside soaked walls in attempt to save them both to an eternal flame.

[ungraceds]

isn't   sure   whether   or   not   she   should   be   disappointed   that   she   hadn't   taken   matters   into   her   hands   sooner   and   appeared   on   his   doorstep   — deep   down   ,   knows   her   pride   would've   never   allowed   her   to   do   such   a   thing   .   especially   not   after   everything   she's   been   hearing   over   the   course   of   the   last   seventeen   days   apart   .   spent   all   of   those   days   convinced   he   didn't   want   her   anymore   ,   that   he   preferred   to   lose   himself   in   all   his   bathroom   hookups   ,   and   what   they   had   was   better   left   in   the   past   .   didn't   think   he'd   take   kindly   to   an   uninvited   surprise   at   his   front   door   ,   not   when   his   hands   were   most   likely   full   of   someone   else   .   "   no   .   "   confesses   on   a   shuddered   breath   ,   exhales   coming   in   ragged   and   rough   ,   "   and   how   quickly   would   you   have   kicked   out   your   overnight   guest   ?   "   it's   meant   as   a   taunt   ,   but   there's   a   hint   of   vulnerability   in   there   somewhere   ,   and   she's   thankful   that   he   can't   see   it   in   the   flutter   of   her   eyes   .   hates   how   obvious   her   distaste   for   his   ventures   were   now   :   laid   bare   for   him   to   poke   and   prod   at   ,   to   see   the   insecurities   beginning   to   surface   on   flushed   skin   .   when   they   first   began   ,   hooking   up   with   other   people   was   apart   of   the   deal   ..   it   was   their   normal   ,   it   was   who   they   were   to   their   core   .   she   liked   what   they   had   :   it   was   easy   ,   it   was   simple   .   they   would   hookup   occasionally   ,   and   within   their   time   apart   ,   there   would   be   others   within   the   chaos   ,   too   .   until   he   started   filling   up   more   and   more   of   her   nights   ,   and   eventually   ,   didn't   have   much   a   lot   time   to   indulge   in   anybody   else   when   she   was   too   busy   being   consumed   by   him   .   their   '   deal   '   shifted   ,   and   she   didn't   know   how   it   happened   ,   only   that   it   did   and   while   before   ,   him   getting   with   other   women   never   bothered   her   ..   now   ,   it   felt   similar   to   a   betrayal   that's   so   bone   deep   she   can't   shake   it   .   a   hypocrite   through   and   through   .   "   i'm   going   to   work   you   all   .   fucking   .   night   .   "   moans   into   the   firm   press   of   his   mouth   ,   dragging   her   tongue   deeper   into   his   mouth   ,   "   i'm   going   to   erase   every   women   that's   touched   you   for   the   last   two   weeks   ,   "   nails   scar   the   length   of   meaty   thigh   ,   her   back   arching   off   of   his   chest   as   pleasure   dampens   sinewy   limbs   ,   "   and   you're   going   to   let   me   .   "   and   if   she   sounds   out   of   her   mind   with   envy   ,   and   the   insatiable   desire   to   mark   a   territory   that   isn't   hers   ,   there's   no   ounce   of   remorse   in   those   big   ,   doe   eyes   .   mouth   is   parted   around   cracked   ,   delirious   cries   at   the   pressure   building   between   her   thighs   as   he   toys   with   throbbing   clit   ,   saliva   collecting   and   pooling   at   the   corners   of   her   lips   .   "   mm   ,   can't   you   feel   how   sad   i   am   ,   baby   ?   my   pussy's   crying   over   it   ..   "   as   words   are   panted   from   his   lips   ,   her   brims   are   brought   to   his   again   and   she's   devouring   every   word   ,   a   woman   left   starved   as   they   coat   her   tongue   .

"   i   don't   want   him   to   mark   me   .   "   murmurs   to   the   crook   of   his   mouth   ,   lips   continuing   to   press   wet   ,   sloppy   kisses   to   his   jaw   when   his   attention   turns   to   xavier   ,   "   i   don't   want   any   other   man   to   mark   me   .   "   it's   that   except   you   that   hangs   within   the   minimal   space   ,   his   cock   splitting   her   in   two   and   numbing   her   brain   from   admitting   another   catastrophic   thing   that   may   be   better   taken   to   her   grave   .  a   smirk   tugs   at   her   lips   and   a   kittenish   hum   rumbles   from   her   throat   ,   "   and   he's   so   good   at   it   ...   taking   care   of   my   pussy   .   so   thorough   ,   so   sweet   ..   "   is   talking   to   other   man   still   lingering   at   the   doorway   ,   seemingly   frozen   in   time   watching   them   go   at   it   like   two   unhinged   animals   ,   but   her   focus   is   entirely   on   the   man   behind   her   and   how   he   sinks   into   her   cunt   like   it   belongs   to   him   .   it   does   .   her   neck   cranes   for   him   ,   the   sweetest   symphony   leaving   her   lips   as   he   marks   her   skin   and   she's   a   puddle   in   his   arms   ,   melting   into   his   embrace   as   strong   arm   brings   her   flush   to   his   frame   .   hasn't   felt   a   high   like   this   in   weeks   — since   the   last   time   they'd   been   together   .   long   ,   thick   inches   are   stretching   her   out   and   making   her   choke   on   her   moans   ,   tanned   flesh   covered   in   goosebumps   from   head   to   toe   as   she   bucks   back   against   him   .   "   tell   me   ,   baby   ..   tell   me   how   i   feel   .   "   prompts   him   to   finish   his   sentence   ,   soaked   walls   strangling   him   inside   of   her   as   he   continues   taunting   the   other   man   .   it   may   be   one   of   the   hottest   ,   nastiest   things   she's   ever   experienced   :   being   bent   over   in   front   of   a   man   who   allegedly   loves   her   as   he's   forced   to   watch   her   cave   into   pleasure   .   "   sh   -   shit   ,   johnny   ..   "   weeps   his   name   ,   jaw   falling   open   as   he   fucks   into   her   harder   ,   deeper   ,   legs   spreading   further   to   allow   him   more   room   .   she's   so   overstimulated   ,   diligent   digits   stroking   her   clit   to   ruin   while   other   hand   is   pinching   her   nipples   and   his   cock   saws   into   her   at   a   pace   so   punishing   that   she's   starting   to   see   two   ...   it's   too   much   and   yet   ,   lips   are   shaking   from   how   good   it   feels   .   a   whine   is   emitted   against   his   mouth   when   his   fingers   are   torn   from   swollen   bud   ,   hues   fluttering   open   to   take   in   the   sight   of   him   licking   her   taste   off   and   suddenly   ,   she   wishes   he'd   spread   her   and   dive   in   with   his   tongue   in   repentance   .   "   careful   ,   or   i   won't   let   you   fuck   me   until   i'm   dripping   down   her   chin   .   "   pays   no   mind   to   their   audience   anymore   ,   he's   the   farthest   thing   from   her   mind   as   she   watches   him   with   wide   ,   blown   out   browns   .   abides   by   his   request   robotically   ,   fingers   immediately   absentmindedly   moving   between   her   legs   to   stroke   her   clit   at   the   same   devastating   pace   he   was   ,   as   mouth   maps   along   his   neck   while   he   grabs   her   phone   .   probably   shouldn't   be   so   obscenely   turned   on   by   how   easily   he   caves   into   her   request   ,   but   cunt   is   gushing   around   him   and   leaking   onto   the   couch   from   the   gesture   .

and   then   ,   the   loudest   ,   most   guttural   noise   is   torn   from   unsuspecting   lips   as   he   suddenly   pulls   all   the   way   out   ,   and   slams   into   her   .   "   f   -   fuck   !   "   her   entire   body   lurches   on   impact   ,   fist   flying   out   to   clench   around   the   fabric   of   the   couch   and   she's   sobbing   his   name   ,   "   oh   fuuuuck   ,   daddy   ..   yes   !   just   like   that   ..   holy   fuuu   — "   her   whines   are   a   garbled   mess   ,   muffled   against   his   lips   as   she   sloppily   licks   and   sucks   on   his   tongue   ,   free   hand   flying   up   to   curve   around   the   back   of   his   neck   .   is   vaguely   aware   that   every   second   of   this   is   being   recorded   ,   that   layla   will   be   able   to   hear   every   word   :   including   that   nobody   feels   like   her   ,   something   she's   noting   for   later   when   she   isn't   on   the   verge   of   passing   out   . "   i   am   .   i'm   y   -   "   can't   even   get   the   words   out   as   he   forces   her   jaw   apart   and   his   saliva   coats   her   tongue   .   the   filthiest   mewl   bounces   off   the   walls   as   she   eagerly   swallows   it   ,   a   look   so   adoring   in   her   eye   that   she   can't   bother   to   blink   it   away   .   "   is   that   a   promise   ,   johnny   castle   ?   "   there's   a   stutter   in   her   chest   ,   one   that   causes   her   breath   to   seize   and   she's   swallowing   .   hard   and   heavy   .   his   kiss   is   so   gentle   that   her   bruised   lips   barely   register   it   but   she's   leaning   forward   to   close   the   space   again   ,   to   return   it   ,   but   to   pour   a   little   more   gasoline   on   it   so   it   doesn't   suffocate   her   completely   .   "   is   this   mine?   "   asks   as   she   drags   her   tongue   along   his   lips   ,   "   and   this   ?   "   her   head   to   dips   to   trail   her   mouth   down   his   neck   ,   "   and   what   about   — "   fingers   dip   between   her   legs   to   stroke   along   his   balls   that   keep   pounding   against   her   ass   ,   "   these   ?   "   her   tongue   flattens   and   licks   along   his   jugular   ,   "   because   every   part   of   me   is   yours   .   "   and   she's   tilting   her   head   ,   pulling   away   from   the   crook   of   his   neck   to   hold   his   gaze   as   she   circles   her   hips   back   against   him   ,   "   this   ,   "   wraps   her   hand   around   his   wrist   again   and   presses   it   flat   over   the   last   side   of   her   chest   ,   "   is   yours   .   "   and   then   a   beat   ,   and   a   brush   of   her   lips   against   his   ,   "   always   .   "

[farsgone]

worrisome question lingers in the air and it's shifting ever so slightly, and he hopes she doesn't catch onto the lingering stare that burns into her loins. it was a tease, one that didn't expect a profound answer laced with emotion and a hint of regret. but that it was, the one that burns on his tongue, pleading to fill the air and let her know just how little she understood about the plague that tortured him each and every damn day. “ you wouldn't have found me, or anyone else there. ” sucks in a cold breath, as if the truth lingering was too damn painful for him to be a witness to. pushes the now hot breath outright, lingering against her lips as his thumb presses against her lesser, gaze dipped downwards to plump petals and focusing on that instead of letting her sight read what his own was trying to say. “ my house is a personal space, you know. ” what he didn't speak of was the nights he spent tossing back and forth in his king size bed, perfume suffocating his senses, memories of her head delicately placed on bare chest and eventually leading to him passed out on the couch, or crashing at his sisters place just to force a mere three hours worth of peace. had always made it a point to not turn a one time into two, and on the rare occasions when he did, had plenty of time spaced between, and other bodies to fill those time slots enough to where it wouldn't have mattered. that's how it began with her : the same song and dance, agreeing to tangle bodies in a flame when the opportunity arose, and otherwise continuing on their normal activities. it was fine, great, for a while. until they both had made those opportunities rise more and more, and before it could catch up, they made an excuse to be each others company each time the sun went down. and now? he was locked in so tight that nothing could strip him away. hand rests on the back of her head, nails gripping her scalp as their lips press against the others, a low hum vibrating between their kiss as he tugs lesser between his teeth, pulling it tight as excess skin is ripped open, a twisted grin on his own lips as he pulls her back to bring her look into view, “ what women? ” a single brow inches upwards, shifting her head back towards him as their lips mold in a perfect embrace, growl surfacing from deep in his chest, “ how is it possible for you to be this fucking hot? ” and it's slid out in a groan, his internal mind kicking hisself over and over for letting them go so insanely long without this. the second he fills her up he's back home in the place he'd been searching for weeks, and has no intention of hiding any reaction that she brings out of him.

“ you're not used to it, are you? ” and he's only quickening the pace of his fingers against throbbing clit, spreading index and middle as he slowly dips his wrist further between her thighs, a whispered whine falling from his own lips at the tension that's filling his fingers. “ cause he doesn't know how to make you feel like i can, hm? no one does. ” throat tightens as her lips mark his skin, dark stare forced right into the third party that was sat opposite of them, her words sending goosebumps rising on each part of his body. she was a blank canvas, willing and ready to be his for the taking. and he was certain that he would die right there on the spot if he didn't catch up on each day they'd spent apart. “ it's my portrait to paint, xavier. did you feel me in there? ” taunts, cock trusting into her as he deepens his movements with every stroke, bruised lip from her canines clear into view as he turns his gaze to her, sight of her intoxicating stare enough for him to understand how she enjoyed this just as much as he did. “ when you fucked her . . when she moaned for you, did you hit the same spots inside her that i can? did you convince yourself that she was coming because of what you did? ” the smile of a purely insane man is shown right on his face, lips inching down to press against her jawline, further trailing up to her ear and tugging her lobe between his teeth, the sweetest mumble pushed into her eardrum as his hips rock in and out of her, “ they haven't invented a word for how you feel to me, baby. ” begins, palms hungrily gripping her breasts as he massages them at a rough pace, his tongue begging to push both of them between his mouth and sucking dry until she was screaming for him to stop. “ i've been dreaming of it, the feeling of you again. i'd die for it. i'd kill for it. ” and the scary part of it is that each word is laced with honesty, one that he wasn't aware of himself : and he's masking it, pushing it as far down as he could, instead, letting his hips, tongue, fingers do all the talking for him. “ is that it? you don't want me to fuck you anymore? ” challenges her statement, the sound of her phone hitting the couch cushion clouded with his rough palms feeling her skin, gaze looking down and watching her fingers work her clit, excess from her cunt dripping onto the cushion right next to device and a groan passing his lips at the sight. sheer fucking perfection. “ just say the word, babygirl. wouldn't want you to feel dissatisfied. ” her sounds alone were enough to make him cum on the spot, each one torn from swollen lips is his favorite song that he would never tire of hearing.

“ that's it, baby. fuck — fuck — you're taking me so good. you always take me so goddamn good. ” and he's leaning forward along with her closer to the back of the couch, moving both hands down to her hips, tightly gripping bone and angling her frame in and out of him, rougher and rougher, pads of his fingers dug deep into perfect skin. his eyes gently close as his head tilts backwards, blonde strands falling against his forehead, looking down at the view of his cock thrusting in and out of her. she catches his lips in a messy embrace and he's deeply groaning against her tongue, the sounds of their moans mixing together, the creaking of the couch legs about to snap, along with the slapping of their skin in the air. “ shit — son of a — ” it's brought out in a choked groan, lips pressing against his again in a hotter flame than the last. listens to each question brought into the air, dimple forming against his cheek as eyes flutter closed, saliva tracing each part of his neck and jawline, her dna sinking into his skin, never to be forgotten or replaced. eyes open back as a gritted moan is pushed out when her hands grab between his legs, only responding with a deeper thrust inside of her. she was wicked — and torturous, and he loved every fucking minute of it. “ everything is yours. ” admission is falling between their lips as their gaze locks on one another's, his chest tightening, palm pressing against her chest while he can feel every beat of her heart. his head softly shakes back and forth, “ everything i am, and everything i will be. it'll always be yours. ” feels the brush of their lips and he can't take it anymore, shifting both hands to her hips as he's pulling out of her entirely, viciously turning her body around, hanging frame against the back of the couch as he shifts hisself forward, one hand inching down to grip both of her ankles and he's pushing them behind her head, holding them up while free hand grips the back of the couch, steadying himself as he slams cock back inside of her, leaning down and pressing his lips hungrily up her stomach and to hardened nipples, bringing them into his mouth, groan pushing out as he sucks hard against her skin, “ let me give you another promise. ” it's cold, and raw as he's pounding into her with so much grit that you'd believe he loathed her, “ you will cum for me over and over again tonight, eden. ” leans even further up as tongue presses up her chest, trailing reckless kisses until he pulls a piece of skin between his teeth, “ so many times that you'll be begging me to give you a break. ” hand is shifting the weight of the couch as a loud snap ! is heard, not paying any mind as his height of pleasure comes to the surface, “ you hear that layla? ” a sick laugh is pushed from deep in his chest, “ gonna show every motherfucker in this town who we belong to. ”

[ravenclairee]

OFF CAMPUS — 1.06 "The Breakway"

[connorwyndham]

Matthew Perry and Matt LeBlanc as Chandler Bing and Joey Tribbiani FRIENDS (1994 – 2004)

God, it's gonna so weird like when I come home and you're not here.

[wells-hannah]

FRIENDS ( 1994 - 2004 ) ↳ season 9 episode 08

[bloodin-bloodout]

my girl can wear whatever she wants because i can break your jaw

[dashurojme]

Sebastian Stan as Carter Baizen & Chace Crawford as Nate Archibald Gossip Girl (2007–2012)

[michellejwatson]

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