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âNope, Iâm staying in my onesie all day. Itâs my day off and Iâm an adult and I can do what I want.â
âStaying in a onesie all day?â Â John asked as he leaned against her doorway. Â âThat doesnât sound productive at all.â
Hugh Jackman in a bathtub on a beach. : herearebeautifulmen.tumblr.com
Hugh Jackman Kiss Scenes â Tommy & Isabel in The Fountain (2006) Â
The Fountain (2006) dir. Darren Aronofsky
Australia (2008) - The Drover
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Stereotype- you worship Hugh Jackman.
⊠who wouldnât?
Heâs a quadruple threat. He can sing, he can dance, he can act, and he looks like THAT.
Seriously.
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The crushing force of her lips against his wasnât unwelcome, but his hands quickly moved from her thigh. Â With a practiced move, his fingers hit the button to release her belt and then shifted back to her thighs, spreading them and pushing her skirt up while his other hand moved to tuck underneath her chin, leading her closer to him as his tongue darted out of his mouth in order to sweep along her lips.
Selena giggled into the kiss as he enabled her to get closer. Her lips parted, tongue darting out to tangle with his as she shifted into his lap. Which of course made the skirt of her dress ride higher. She had told him there was nothing underneath. She wrapped her arms around his head, pressing as close to him as she could.
His hands automatically moved in order to help her shift onto his lap, even as he continued their kiss, his tongue sliding against hers. Â Fingers felt her dress ride higher, but he pushed them up anyway, getting the fabric to bunch up at her waist before his hand shifted to grope her rear, pulling her closer before they shifted to go around and underneath.
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The disappointment definitely showed on his face when she rearranged her legs in order to get his hand out from between her thighs in order to free it up to drive better. Â He wanted to ask what the care was doing up north, but, as she told him to pick which he wanted, he bit his tongue slightly in order to get the words back down; heâd ask later, but it wasnât the most important thing on his mind anymore. Â Shooting her another smirk, he pushed the car into third before he turned into a more secluded area and pulled over and put his hand back on her thigh. Â âBetter?â Â He asked as he leaned in slightly.
Selena couldnât help the small giggle at the look on his face. Honestly she wasnât exactly thrilled either. But it had done the trick. She hummed softly when his hand was back where they both wanted it. âHmm, molto meglio.â She shifted closer to him, quickly closing the gap to kiss him passionately. Honestly, what was the point in them even getting dressed up?! Her fingers pushed into his hair as she leaned as close as she could, never breaking the kiss.
The crushing force of her lips against his wasnât unwelcome, but his hands quickly moved from her thigh. Â With a practiced move, his fingers hit the button to release her belt and then shifted back to her thighs, spreading them and pushing her skirt up while his other hand moved to tuck underneath her chin, leading her closer to him as his tongue darted out of his mouth in order to sweep along her lips.
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It was the downside of driving manual transmission; he couldnât keep his hand away from the shifter for too long unless he was planning on keeping the car going at a slow speed.  Either way, at this moment, he didnât really care since his hand was in a far better place, traveling higher on her smooth thigh, squeezing and shifting until his finger was higher than the hem of her skirt.  âNo, I donât mind cars that are made for comfort,â he whispered, âthey generally have bigger cabins which could be useful for many different things.â  He kept glancing between the road and his passenger, sending her a wink.
Selena sighed as he took the hint and slid his hand higher. She hadnât been lying, she really loved his hands! âYou know, I have a â56 Thunderbird back in New York, Iâm the original owner. I actually didnât own a car before that one, I know odd for someone who was around when the thing was invented. But yeah, that back seat has seen a few things.â She uncrossed and recrossed her legs, making him remove his hand. But then she had her hand high on his thigh. âDrive faster or pull over, pick one.â Abrupt! But not surprising, it was Selena after all.
The disappointment definitely showed on his face when she rearranged her legs in order to get his hand out from between her thighs in order to free it up to drive better. Â He wanted to ask what the care was doing up north, but, as she told him to pick which he wanted, he bit his tongue slightly in order to get the words back down; heâd ask later, but it wasnât the most important thing on his mind anymore. Â Shooting her another smirk, he pushed the car into third before he turned into a more secluded area and pulled over and put his hand back on her thigh. Â âBetter?â Â He asked as he leaned in slightly.
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âOh, I know that you enjoy teasing me,â he couldnât help but smirk at her as he drove, pushing the car into second before resting his hand on her thigh.  "I donât think I could ever drive anything else other than a muscle car⊠ I enjoy going fast too much to ever drive anything else than muscles and high class imports.â  Heâd known actual Ladies in his past, and, all things considered, they werenât exactly the most pleasant people to know.  "Youâre allowed to like whatever you like,â he whispered as he squeezed her leg, âbut youâve got to tell me what else youâre fond of.â  His eyes shifted from the road to glance sideways at her, eyes catching hers as he shot her another smile.
Selena giggled. âYou make it so easy!â She shook her head. âYou know, you think that, but like you know the Buick LeSabre? It has a V6. Donât discount the cars made for comfort, half of them can kick a muscle carâs ass simply because theyâre made for comfort.â Ok yeah little girl spent too much time around her brotherâs shop. Selena had never been ladylike, but she was good at faking it. She came from that era after all. She hummed softly as he spoke and squeezed her thigh. âWell your hands for one.â She actually reached down and moved his hand higher on her smooth leg. âTheyâre so large and warm, feels so nice.â She bit her lip and raised an eyebrow at him. At this rate they wouldnât make it to the fucking restaurant, let alone past the meal before they were on each other!
It was the downside of driving manual transmission; he couldnât keep his hand away from the shifter for too long unless he was planning on keeping the car going at a slow speed.  Either way, at this moment, he didnât really care since his hand was in a far better place, traveling higher on her smooth thigh, squeezing and shifting until his finger was higher than the hem of her skirt.  âNo, I donât mind cars that are made for comfort,â he whispered, âthey generally have bigger cabins which could be useful for many different things.â  He kept glancing between the road and his passenger, sending her a wink.
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It suddenly occurred to him that sheâd never really seen him when he cleaned up as much as he had tonight, sheâd mainly seen him in his work clothes: jeans and leather since he rode his bike to his jobs more often than not. Â He only kept the car for when he had a function to go to or in order to escape the weather. Â âHad to make sure that I dressed to compliment you,â he said with a wink as he closed the door once she was seated and then walked around to take a seat behind the wheel. Â âI know itâs pretty much date-suicide, but I know that you grew up on it and I wanted a good judge to see if their reputationâs well-earned. Â Hope thatâs alright, principessa?â Â Even as he spoke, he turned the key and fired up the engine, his hand moving to the shifter and putting it in gear before getting them going.
Selena smiled and shook her head. âYouâre always beautiful, John. Doesnât matter what you wear.â She crossed her legs and angled herself towards him. âVery risky, nearly 700 years and Iâve yet to find anywhere as good as my brotherâs cooking.â She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. âThatâs very alright, donât worry. I just like teasing you.â She shrugged. âYou make it so easy. Plus it makes you smile, and I am very fond of your smile.â She relaxed back into the seat and closed her eyes. âI love muscle cars. You can feel it in your chest.â She opened her eyes and looked over at him. âIs that weird? Probably really unladylike.â She didnât look like she cared much about that. Silly girl.
"Oh, I know that you enjoy teasing me," he couldn't help but smirk at her as he drove, pushing the car into second before resting his hand on her thigh.  "I don't think I could ever drive anything else other than a muscle car⊠ I enjoy going fast too much to ever drive anything else than muscles and high class imports."  He'd known actual Ladies in his past, and, all things considered, they weren't exactly the most pleasant people to know.  "You're allowed to like whatever you like," he whispered as he squeezed her leg, "but you've got to tell me what else you're fond of."  His eyes shifted from the road to glance sideways at her, eyes catching hers as he shot her another smile.
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Selena rested her free hand to his bicep, she couldnât help it, she fucking loved his arms. âYou clean up really well, bambino.â She lifted an eyebrow at his words. âPlease tell me itâs not the one I own with my siblings? And if it isnât how dare you say somewhere else is better!â She snickered and carefully slipped into his car. She hadnât been kidding when she told him she wasnât wearing anything underneath the slinky dress. âEither way, thatâs pretty ballsy of you, taking the Italian to an Italian restaurant. My expectations are going to be high.â She was mostly giving him a hard time. Honestly sheâdâve been happy with McDonaldâs. She was easy to please.
It suddenly occurred to him that sheâd never really seen him when he cleaned up as much as he had tonight, sheâd mainly seen him in his work clothes: jeans and leather since he rode his bike to his jobs more often than not. Â He only kept the car for when he had a function to go to or in order to escape the weather. Â âHad to make sure that I dressed to compliment you,â he said with a wink as he closed the door once she was seated and then walked around to take a seat behind the wheel. Â âI know itâs pretty much date-suicide, but I know that you grew up on it and I wanted a good judge to see if their reputationâs well-earned. Â Hope thatâs alright, principessa?â Â Even as he spoke, he turned the key and fired up the engine, his hand moving to the shifter and putting it in gear before getting them going.
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John: Iâm on the way, principessa, worry not.
Selena smiled and tucked her phone into her little clutch before slipping into her heels. John was so much taller than her, flats were never an option. She was just playing with her hair, contemplating pinning it all up when she heard a knock at the door. Well, that settled that, her hair was staying in itâs natural waves. She skipped over to the door and opened it, smiling brightly up at John. âCiao, bello!â She stood to the very tip of her toes and pulled him down to kiss him in greeting. Then she stepped out, closing the door behind her and looping her arms with his. âSo where are you taking me?â
Considering that he had told her to dress fancy, there was no way that he could bring his bike over to pick her up or dress in his customary jeans and leather jacket. Â Instead, he made sure that he wore one of the suits that he had made for when he had to attend such higher functions such as galas when he worked. Â Bending down in order to kiss her back, he smiled and tucked her arm against his side as he started walking her back to his Mustang. Â âThereâs a new little place just up the road... Â Supposed to be the best Italian place in town,â he said with a smile as he guided her to the passenger seat and opened the door for her.
