IT TOOK A MOMENT TO DISINTEGRATE

SO CURIOUS ABOUT THE NOISE YOU MAKE IN BEDROOMS

[flips1de]

#FLIPS1DE — a NSFW (18+) sideblog for DOWNS1DE written by HART (28, SHE/HER). Blog will contain NSFW imagery and text and taboo topics, so follow at your own discretion.

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[theirmadness]

usually, she's a morning person. meaning she's up before eight am. but today was a special occasion. maybe it was the fact that she'd spent a good portion of the previous night awake... or, perhaps, she was just that comfortable in bed, with another warm body keeping her that way. it'd been a while since she shared a bed with someone.

and it'd been a while since she'd enjoyed it so much. she leans against the doorframe, biting her lip as she watches him move around her kitchen like it's his second home.

❝ mhm. morning, ❞ rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she takes a moment to appreciate him. his frame, his sleep tussled hair.

❝ haven't had a chance to get groceries in a minute. and, i wasn't expecting company. ❞ there's a playful accusation in her tone as she walks over to him, wrapping her arms around him from behind. she sets her chin on his shoulder, breathing in his scent. he smells like her again. samantha enjoys that a little too much.

❝ i was hoping to wake you up with a surprise... ❞ she whispers in his ear before placing a kiss on his neck.

[flips1de]

A smile forms on Sam's lips as she embraces him, one she can't see from her angle, and it feels like home. He wonders how they managed to spend the better part of a decade apart, but life had gotten in the way, much as it did when they were young.

"Well, it seems I need to make a run to the store. You were never very good with the groceries."

Sam's teasing remark is playful, accentuated by the dry laugh that follows. The laughter fades, though, as he feels her presence around him, and she fills his mind with provocative images, kissing him in a way that makes him shiver. It's hard to believe someone could know him that well. 

"Or should I go back to bed? I mean, I can pretend..."

[sunflower-spots]

Please please please please please let me sit in ur lap I promise I won't wiggle my ass and get you worked up and then pretend I was just trying to get comfy please please please please please

[cainevesson]

@downs1de: “i needed a distraction, and here you are.” 👀

A DISTRACTION. That's what he is now? Crowley huffs quietly in response, it sounds dismissive, brows creased in mock-offense. He approaches Gregory sans losing a single word. Where did that eloquence go? His apparent loss thereof is deliberate. Calculated. Just like the sudden grip on the other's shirt to pull him in, ere Crowley starts to unbutton it. And finally cuts the silence with a low purr: " Today is your lucky day, darling. I was looking for the exact same thing. " Distraction.

[flips1de]

House wasn't thinking about what he was saying or doing, or what would happen after he sent Crowley a risky text telling him he needed to see him. But that was the point: he didn't want to think; he wanted to feel and forget the world for a few hours. And who better to help him recover from a week from hell than its king?

So when Crowley puts his hands on him, it's all House needs, and he lets him. He drops his walking aid to the floor and runs his hands over Crowley's overcoat, trying to get it off. It's always bothered him how many layers Crowley wears, as if they're in fucking Alaska.

"Whatever you want to do tonight, I'll let you."

[alicesmiths]

[trickheaven]

                                "NEVER EVER?" Gabriel puts a hand on his chest for maximum shock. "Where did you grow up, in a cave? Don't answer that. I know exactly where you grew up." Boring pastor family, church service, yadda yadda. Boy obviously never learned how to enjoy the small things in life. Good for him that Gabriel loves to teach him a thing or two. 

                                 "Well, you just gotta holler for me, and I'll magic a hot tub up for you," the archangel promises as he presses a glass of sparkling champagne into Sam's hand. "Anytime, anywhere. Perks of being my friend."

[flips1de]

Gabriel's exaggerated surprise brings a genuine, albeit brief, laugh from Sam. It's one of the things he finds most amusing about the archangel: how histrionic he is compared to his peers.

"Thank you--I guess."

He hadn't expected the glass to reach him, but he does his best to catch it without spilling. Sitting up, he takes a sip. It's smooth and fizzy, leaving a fruity aftertaste. 

"Since when are we friends?"

[flips1de]

I wasn’t here as much as I said I would be. I am a scam

[downs1de-has-moved]

DOWNS1DE EDITS OF: SAM W1NCHESTER-DAVIS ( MUTUALS MAY INTERACT )

[trickheaven]

@flips1de in response to the hot tub

                              SAM SHOULD BE GLAD GABRIEL DIDN'T PUT HIM IN A TINY LITTLE SPEEDO. That was his first idea. Getting to know the goods right away, you know? But there's something nice about unpacking a little surprise, too, hence: brightly colored trunks. Gabriel may or may not wear something similar. Maybe he's entirely naked. Sam will soon find out.

                              "Cameras?" the archangel echoes as he slowly looks Sam up and down. Appreciatively. "Only if you want some, big guy." A cheeky wink follows, then he lifts his hand that's suddenly grasping a champagne glass. "C'mon, get in. Unlike public hot tubs, this one is 100 % free of nasty bacteria and bodily fluids."

[flips1de]

Sam arches an eyebrow in mild disbelief, never taking Gabriel's words at face value. There's always an agenda behind the archangel's antics; sooner or later, he knows he will discover what it's all about.

For now, he's okay with it, as long as he can recover from whatever it is.

"I've never been in a hot tub before--"

Sam speaks as he steps in, sitting down and feeling the pleasure of the jets working on his body, a smile spreading across his face as his eyes flutter shut.

"But I could do this more often."

[trxshscvm-deactivated20220102]

taking it out & making her beg for it again 🥰

[flips1de]

[ @trickheaven is in the hot tub ] are you gonna join me or not ? (Sam 😌)

Sam is beyond confused about how the archangel fit a jacuzzi into his rented one-bedroom apartment and why he was wearing tight swimsuit trunks—especially in the back—when he's sure he had walked in wearing a completely different and messier outfit.

But it's been a long day, and the hot water sounds appealing for his sore, aching muscles. So, he sets his bag down on the doormat and walks over to the tub, reaching out a hand to test the water temperature.

"Are there any cameras around?"

@trickheaven

[flips1de]

sorry for spamming your dashes with nsfw. i had fun

[flips1de]

someone's feeling bold tonight. - han

"Why? Because I'm trying to sneak in a quickie with all our friends in the other room?"

They can still hear them down the hall, reminiscing about triumphant stories over a beer in the living room of the Toretto household, a familiar scene after their world-famous barbeques.

Any minute now, they'll start wondering where they are, and Han is determined to make the most of the time they've got left, a hand rubbing at her soaked panties, just making sure she wants this just as much as he does.

"We've got nine minutes, tops. And I'm sure I can make you cum--so, what do you say?"

[flips1de]

keep reading, don't let me distract you. - rust

Rust should have known better than to bring work home, especially knowing Amelia was scheduled to come over.

The silence they shared after dinner didn't last long before it bored her, and her antics began, disappearing under the table and leaving no trace until he felt her hands on his pants and her fingers undoing his belt buckle and zipper, pushing his underwear down to fondle at his already half-hardened cock.

He drops his cigarette on the tray as the contact sends shockwaves through his spine, grasping a dossier tightly in his dominant hand.

He really wants to play the part, ignore her as she sucks him off, but the mere feel of Amelia's lips on his tip distracts him, and when her mouth engulfs his cock, he loses track almost immediately.

"Fuck.. c'mon. You know I can't."

[flips1de]

i love the sounds you make … i can't get enough. - sam

If Sam wasn't flushed before, he certainly is now, a bite to his lip doing nothing to muffle the sounds that increase as he nears his orgasm with each roll of her hips, and then it just--stops.

All movement stops, her body remaining motionless on his lap as he's all inches deep inside her, and he knows he can't cum because he promised to wait until she did first, and the longer it goes on, the more it feels like torture.

But he's enjoying every second of it, even if his shaking body says otherwise.

"Don't--ah--don't tease me…"

[flips1de]

you don't have to hide anything from me. / zach for sam whoops

At any other time, those words would have had a calming effect.

But nothing is calming about them now as Sam struggles to control how he feels around Zachary—more specifically, how it reflects on his physical body.

Which is all just to say that every time he thinks about his friend's side-gig, he gets horny, and he doesn't know how to tell Zach that he has to excuse himself and go to the backroom to jack off because of the erection that's pressing against his slacks while they watch one of his movies is getting impossible to bear.

"Oh--I really think I do."

[flips1de]

I spent most of my rp years referring to penises as anything but cock but now that’s all i call it. I’m not sure what changed but it’s funny 😭