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@lcsecontrcl
♊ Indie, selective and private Christian Grey RP
♊ +18 blog. Minors dni or follow me
♊ Multiship, OC friendly
♊ Discord available for mutuals!
♊ Please read carrd before interacting
Hey look fam, I made it @rcdhaircdhighlandcr
It's still heavily under construction 🚧 but I'd love to write there nonetheless. I still have to figure out a carrd template. But hey, you're welcome to follow!
Hey look fam, I made it @rcdhaircdhighlandcr
It's still heavily under construction 🚧 but I'd love to write there nonetheless. I still have to figure out a carrd template. But hey, you're welcome to follow!
Not me wanting to start a Jamie Fraser blog in the middle of the night? 😂
Would anyone be interested?
JAMIE DORNAN as CHRISTIAN GREY DAKOTA JOHNSON as ANASTASIA STEELE Fifty Shades Darker (2017) — dir. James Foley req by @tvdsqire
Not me wanting to start a Jamie Fraser blog in the middle of the night? 😂
@streetwisetemptress
"Miss... Esmeralda," Christian read from a paper before setting it aside and standing up, offering a hand from across the table, "nice to meet you. I'm Christian Grey. My secretary told me that you were interested in an interview, if I remember correctly. Please, have a seat," he motioned towards the chair in front of his desk politely.
"I'm afraid my lawyer insists," Christian hummed softly as he grabbed a Manila envelope from one of the drawers of his desk, handing it to her from across the table, "this is a non-disclose agreement. This means you can't discuss about us with anyone. If you sign it, we'll get to the contract. It's fairly detailed. You can review it and decide what you'd be willing to try."
"You're nervous," he added softly as he took in the change in her olive complexion to a rosy red, "don't be afraid, Esmeralda. I only fuck hard if you're willing."
A raise of her brow, she took the envelope and carefully looked at it, before returning her gaze to him. “I don’t have any friends or family here, so you have my word.” This wasn’t the only secret she had to keep. Her emerald eyes widened by his statement before she carefully took the contract out and started reading every word.
In the middle of the page, she bit her lower lip as the pink against her cheeks brightened. All of this was arousing, she had to admit, and even revealed her thoughts by squeezing her thighs together. Folding the contract, she placed it back on the desk. “I-I don’t see anything that I would decline.”
"Great. Please sign both and I'll later fill it out with your information," his eyes had gotten darker, especially as he saw her clench her thighs. He crossed one leg over the other and smoothed his hair back, handing her a pen with his free hand.
"I've never fucked anyone in my office before. Once you're done with the paperwork, would you like to try it?" his hands clenched the edges of his desk.
[ almost ] sender and receiver are centimeters apart, about to kiss, but something interrupts them
Christian and Ana had been teasing each other for a while, and so the moment had come to make things concrete. Their eyes fixed on the other's, their breaths mingling and their lips dangerously close.
He leaned in eagerly, only to hear a voice calling him from the other side of the door.
"Our children," he smiled and snorted, knowing that the sex would have to wait.
As soon as she laid down, he turned around and faced her, scooting closer to her and kissing her passionately on the lips, slipping his hands beneath her sleepwear.
"I checked on Teddy, he's also asleep," he whispered sensually as he toyed with one of her breasts, groaning as he felt her nipple rising to erectness.
"Fancy going bare tonight?" he asked softly against her mouth.
She was 8 months pregnant with their third child as she started to get dressed as she then tried to put on her shoes. But then she saw Christian come over "mind helping "she asked
"Of course not, baby," Christian replied as he walked up to his wife and crouched down to put her slippers on, since she was so pregnant heels would hurt her feet, "you look beautiful, round and radiant," he added softly.
She looked down as she kissed his head. She smiled "cheeky abit "she teased as she had a follow up appointment with her obgyn "Are you coming up with us to the appointment?"she wondered.
"Sure, baby. I have the day off and wouldn't want to miss it for the world," he grinned as he got up and took her hand, opening the front door for her, "I'll get the car ready, okay?" he questioned gently and headed towards their Audi.
[ almost ] sender and receiver are centimeters apart, about to kiss, but something interrupts them
Christian and Ana had been teasing each other for a while, and so the moment had come to make things concrete. Their eyes fixed on the other's, their breaths mingling and their lips dangerously close.
He leaned in eagerly, only to hear a voice calling him from the other side of the door.
"Our children," he smiled and snorted, knowing that the sex would have to wait.
The baby drooled on his t-shirt and Christian stopped, turning around to face Anastasia from across the room. Phoebe started crying, and he lifted her in his arms towards her.
"Seems like she wants some milk," he tried a guess and handed her the baby, "I'll be right there if you need me," he pointed towards their room and walked away to give them some space.
She was 8 months pregnant with their third child as she started to get dressed as she then tried to put on her shoes. But then she saw Christian come over "mind helping "she asked
"Of course not, baby," Christian replied as he walked up to his wife and crouched down to put her slippers on, since she was so pregnant heels would hurt her feet, "you look beautiful, round and radiant," he added softly.
@streetwisetemptress
"Miss... Esmeralda," Christian read from a paper before setting it aside and standing up, offering a hand from across the table, "nice to meet you. I'm Christian Grey. My secretary told me that you were interested in an interview, if I remember correctly. Please, have a seat," he motioned towards the chair in front of his desk politely.
"I'm afraid my lawyer insists," Christian hummed softly as he grabbed a Manila envelope from one of the drawers of his desk, handing it to her from across the table, "this is a non-disclose agreement. This means you can't discuss about us with anyone. If you sign it, we'll get to the contract. It's fairly detailed. You can review it and decide what you'd be willing to try."
"You're nervous," he added softly as he took in the change in her olive complexion to a rosy red, "don't be afraid, Esmeralda. I only fuck hard if you're willing."
Pin that pretty girl to the mattress and fuck her senseless, until the only words she can muster are breathy, whiny, whimpery, thank yous
Reblog if it’s okay for people to inbox you questions, headcanon, theories, anything about your Blorbo
@streetwisetemptress
"Miss... Esmeralda," Christian read from a paper before setting it aside and standing up, offering a hand from across the table, "nice to meet you. I'm Christian Grey. My secretary told me that you were interested in an interview, if I remember correctly. Please, have a seat," he motioned towards the chair in front of his desk politely.
Surprisingly a little nervous, she approached the man and gently shook his hand. “Yes, that’s correct.” With a nervous smile, she took a seat in the empty chair and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s lovely to meet you, Christian. I’ve read all of the qualifications and I know qualify for all of them.”
"That's impressive," Christian acknowledged, his eyes straying from her face to her raven hair as he took a seat himself, "so, you want to be one of my submissives, and you think you have what it takes. Tell me, Esmeralda, what is it that you have?" he questioned ardently, his voice dropping to a dangerously low and seductive tone, his gaze locking with hers, as if daring her.
@streetwisetemptress
"Miss... Esmeralda," Christian read from a paper before setting it aside and standing up, offering a hand from across the table, "nice to meet you. I'm Christian Grey. My secretary told me that you were interested in an interview, if I remember correctly. Please, have a seat," he motioned towards the chair in front of his desk politely.
you look stunning tonight. // && @lcsecontrcl
the glimpse in the mirror she had caught of herself was brief, as she was still much too self conscious to take a longer glance than that. however, she did have to admit that from what she saw, she did look..... nice. she knew she would of course, since he had been the one to help her dress, picking out what she should wear, doing her hair for her and making sure she looked just right. he would put together a much better outfit than she did, knowing what was good for her complexion or what style would suit her the best. she flushed deeply as her head bows, a meek smile on her face as she shyly peeks up at him from behind her golden curls. " t---thank you. y----you are q--quite h---hand---handsome yourself. "
"Thank you, but don't be so modest," he added softly, offering her his arm as they climbed a flight of stairs that led to a ballroom, where everything was masks, mirrors, dresses and suits.
Christian looked at her, his eyes blazing with desire from behind his mask as his hand glided from her arm to her gloved hand.
"We can do whatever you want," he smiled and helped her twirl around, admiring the way her dress fit her curves, "care to dance with me, Miss Barnes?"