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@lostxones
selective. multi-muse/multi-ship. penned by jess, she/her, cst, 32 -low to medium activity- beta editor.
9/10/23: replies generally come as muse allows. I love all of my threads, but sometimes certain muses are too loud to ignore. rules / muses / open starters / wanted plots / wanted plots by character
well, he'd given it a good try. even harvey failed sometimes and today was one of those times. well, partially. she said that she would take his number and hopefully she'd use it one day, and harvey would live to fight another day for her affections. at this point, he wasn't sure how far his infatuation with her went. he thought that all he wanted was to sleep with her, but the more the conversation went on, the less sure he was that it was all he wanted. "my number it is." he laughed at her nervousness, sliding over to her and reaching behind her - to take her phone out of her back pocket. "i need this, then." he smiled, holding it up to her face so it would unlock, then typing his number in. "i don't want your number. i mean, i do, but not right now, because then i'll be tempted to call you tomorrow and you aren't ready for me to call you tomorrow." he handed her phone back to her with a raised eyebrow. "so the ball's in your court now."
Her lips parted slightly as Harvey leaned closer to her, breath hitching. A small part of her wanted him to kiss her or at least wondered what it would be like. She pulled her gaze from his mouth, blushing as he pulled her phone from her pocket. When she took her phone back, Alex set it down on the counter. "What if I'm not good at sports?" Harvey didn't see like the type of guy who would just want to go out for coffee. She wanted to get to know him more, but Alex also wasn't sure she could move at the pace he hoped for. She hadn't gone further than kissing with her current boyfriend even if he'd been pushing for more. He was still standing close to her; close enough that she couldn't help but wonder if he could hear her heart hammering in her chest.
"What the fuck?"
Alex jumped as her boyfriend's voice sounded from the doorway to the kitchen.
blake certainly hadn't expected anyone to walk in on him and his hook up, but he looked up and there she was, lips parted and eyes wide. blake couldn't help himself; he threw a wink her way, almost made a comment about it, but then she was gone and blake returned his attention to the matter at hand. later, when things had settled down and isabelle returned, he was lounging across the couch like he owned the place - fully clothed, this time. "sorry, love. i was told we had the place to ourselves for a few hours at least." the way he said it made it clear he was quoting someone else. "but you're welcome to watch round two if you'd like. er... round three, at this point."
"Yeah, I got off early. From work. I left work early." She cleared her throat. "I'll be sure to let her know if that happens again that way I don't ruin your fun." Taking a deep breath, Izzy shook her head and her gaze swept across the room as she tried to avoid making eye contact with him. He was sitting in her spot. "No, that's okay. I'm not really into voyeurism." She perched awkwardly on the armrest of the couch, sliding off her heels. "I'm Izzy, by the way."
he blushed at how quickly she picked up on what he was thinking, nodding sheepishly. was he really so easy to read? for her, apparently so. his heart picked up speed when she gave her stamp of approval, smiling wide. "i can always test out my teaching skills with you, when you request tutoring." he said, rolling his pencil between his fingers. "publishing would be cool. you must really like to read, huh?" he's still pretending like he can get some work done when she closed her book, eyebrows raising in surprise. "oh. uh, sure. i'm not a big drinker, but one doesn't hurt, right?"
This man was absolutely adorable. He seemed much more sweet than any of the other guys she'd spent time around. Lyra had a stand-offish personality and lots of guys tried to get her to open up but so far Christian wasn't having to work hard at it. "Alright, well pencil me in. I'll make sure to leave a good review." Her gaze landed on him, head tilting slightly. "Yeah, I do. I have since I was a little kid." Standing up, she smoothed out her skirt before heading into the kitchen to grab a couple of glasses and a freshly opened bottle of wine. "You don't have to have more than one, unless you just really want to." She poured them both a glass before sliding one across to him.
"add it to my tab," she yawned midway through her words, getting settled into her bed. the blankets were pulled up to her face and she smiled up at him from her cocoon of blankets, his words warming her from the inside out. "definitely a lot more boring, there's no doubt about that. thanks for tonight. i needed it." she closed her eyes, nuzzling her face into the pillow, smearing it with make up. "no more niceness from me for at least a week, mmkay?"
"Sure. I'll send you an invoice." Reaching over, he ruffled her hair as she nuzzled against her pillow. "I'd like to say any time, but, uh, I don't know if I'd keep my job very long if I keep letting you run amuck." Blake couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Yeah, that sounds about right." As she settled in, he gathered a few things that would help her through the morning when she woke up: a glass of water and pain killers. "My room is right next door if you need me."
"i'm going to have to agree with that one." he teased her. his hand went down to cup her leg as it was thrown over his hip, fingers skimming down the back of her thigh. he was drawn in by her, enthralled by her presence; it was like his hands just couldn't get enough of her, his gaze unable to be torn from hers. finn laughed softly at her rules, knowing he was going to have trouble with the first - the only - rule. "cruel, but fair. it would make it very obvious very quickly." he paused, thoughtful for a moment. "the second rule is that we can't have sleepovers. everyone needs to be back in their room by sunrise. tragically, and i do consider it a massive character flaw, i snore. we would be caught instantly if i fell asleep in your room."
Her breath hitched as his fingers skimmed along the bare skin of her thigh. It wasn't just the fact that this was forbidden that drew her in. Molly had always thought that Finn was cute. It would be hard leaving this room and pretending like she wasn't fantasizing about his body on hers. She bit her lip, fighting a smile as he gave a second rule. "Mmm...that's a shame. I always did love sleepy morning sex, but I guess we'll just have to do without."
she took his hand without thinking about it, letting him help her off the couch. the room spun, violet stumbling over her feet as she moved towards the bed. "read me a bedtime story too," she teased with a grin, leaning her bodyweight against him. "you handle my thorniness very well, if i do say so myself. but you'd be just fine without me. better than fine, probably. you'd have a much easier life."
His hand landed naturally on the small of her back as she moved towards the bed. "A bedtime story, huh? I might have to charge you extra for that." Blake pulled back the covers, helping her settle into it before covering her back up. "Easier, sure...but probably a lot more boring. You keep me on my toes, Knox."
she made a strangled noise in her throat as he speeds up, an unfamiliar tension growing in her core. "ohmygod." her words blended together as he rubbed her clit, nails scraping at his shoulder. it doesn't take much; the friction between her legs quickly grows too much for her and she clenches around his cock with a cry, her thighs squeezing tight around his hips.
He loved the way her nails dug into his shoulder as he moved. He could feel her tightening around him and Riley kept a steady pace, groaning as she came and it was only after a few more thrusts that he finished as well. His hips stilled and he pressed a gentle kiss against Koda's lips, brushing some hair out of her face. "You okay?"
savannah was starting to get used to things here again. something about beng home again felt simple.. yet nice. and getting to be around beau ? that was simply just the highlight of it all. at first, she really wanted to try out life in the big city. let her dreams start coming true. and as fast as they started to ? they only fell apart even quicker than that. "i've never lost your number, so i'll be sure to keep that in mind. and if it's you that's making me laugh, i could surely use it. i've been needing an extra reason to smile more these days as it is."
"And you didn't call as soon as you came back into town? I'm hurt, Savannah," he teased. She had always been the one who Beau had found himself thinking of over and over again. He couldn't help but wonder what she'd gotten up to. Whether she ever thought about him, too. "Well, I always had fun making you laugh back in high school. I don't think that's ever really changed."
his brow furrowed, stopped in his tracks. he'd never really had the chance to think about what he would want to do, always had his destiny sorted out on his behalf. "oh, uhm, i..." he shrugged, stammered, searched for the right thing to say. "i guess... i think i'd be a good elementary school teacher." he was surprised by his own words, but knew innately that they were true - he adored his younger relatives, had a blast playing all the silly toddler games and reading books in imaginative voices with them. maybe it'd be an interesting life. "what do you want to do with your degree?"
One corner of her mouth curled up in amusement. "Nobody has ever asked you that before, have they?" Lyra set her highlighters down on the coffee table, leaning forward to rest her elbow on the table as she listened to him talk. "I could see it, actually." Her shoulders lifted in a shrug. "Maybe a publisher...I don't know. I thought about teaching but I don't think I have the patience for it." She closed her book, far more interested in the man sitting in her living room than the homework she had. "Do you want a drink?"
reid's breath hitches as he watches her fingers press against the lace, his grip tightening on her hips hard enough to bruise. "fuck, baby, look at you - already touching yourself before i can even get there." a low growl rumbles in his chest as he roughly tears her underwear from her frame, dragging his thumb roughly over her clit. then with a final, surprisingly tender kiss to her lips, the tall man slowly lowered himself onto his knees in front of her - dark eyes hungry as they gazed up at her for a moment. "i have to taste you, baby.." reid didn't waste a second before pulling her closer to him and leaning in to run his tongue through her slick folds with a rough groan as her arousal coats his tongue.
Her lips parted as his hands gripped her hips; Johanna loved it when he was rough with her. "Thinking about you makes me so fucking horny." His actions caused an impatient whine to escape her, hips bucking against his thumb. There was no hiding the pout as he pulled away or the darkening of her gaze as he knelt before her. Johanna spread her legs for him, angling her hips toward him. As her fingers tangled in his hair, her eyes rolled back. "Fuck, baby. So fucking sexy with your head between my legs."
"well, i'd subscribe and admire, that's for sure. you're gorgeous, of course you'd do well on there. i just don't think a bunch of creepy guys deserve to see you like that," she replied with a smirk that teetered the line between playful and lustful. "it means a lot that you'd do that for me, v. you've got me all flustered."
"B, I think that kind of defeats the purpose of me bailing you out of jail," she laughed. She made a face as she thought about how she would actually go about it. "Oh, don't get too flustered. I don't know how to do anything like that. Like what are you even supposed to do?"
"so... did you want to land on me, then?" she asked slowly, her eyes lighting up at the prospect. piper didn't entertain crushes on friends, typically. she was a lovebug, someone who fell fast and hard and disappeared just as quickly, so she knew that her heart was fickle. jacob, though, was different. he'd caught her eye and she'd been unable to shake him. the disappointment he felt at not landing on her at all throughout the game was mutual. "because you could just kiss me, you know. you don't need a bottle's permission."
He had a decently sized circle of friends but he typically didn't date any of them. It caused too much drama if things didn't go well. Jake had definitely developed a crush on Piper, though, and even after trying to move past it, he hadn't been able to. "I really did." His head tilted to the side, eyes lighting up as she continued. "I mean, I was kind of hoping for your permission instead of the bottle." Moving closer to her, he put a hand on either side of her on the counter. Leaning in, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss against her lips, gauging her reaction before deepening the kiss.
"okay." he agreed; it wasn't worth the risk. he laughed softly when molly agreed with him about his sister's behavior. "no, you're right, she means well. just has a hell of a way of showing it. at least you get the good side of her, i get the sibling side, meaning that she beats my ass regularly." his love for her was clear, though, in his tone as he spoke. he reached up, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, let his thumb rest on her cheek. "i promise i won't let this blow up in our faces, okay? i'll operate according to any and all standards you want."
"I get most peoples' good sides," she teased. "I'm incredibly charming." It was easy for her to talk confidently even if she didn't truly feel it. The way he was looking at her almost made her believe it. There was a slight tinge of jealousy at his tone when he talked about her sister. Molly had a complicated history with her brother and their sibling dynamics had suffered because of it. Shimmying closer, she hooked her leg over his hip. "First rule, no matter how irresistible we find each other, we can't touch each other outside of this room." She questioned her level of self-control and they hadn't even slept together yet. God, she wanted to, though. "I don't have a second rule mostly because I'm going to be very focused on not breaking rule number one."
he sent tingles down her spine with the simplest brush against her skin, ophelia smiling softly up at him. "good. that's all we need to do, just.. enjoy our time together." she leaned forward at his compliment, pressing a kiss to his lips. "you're perfect." another kiss, deeper this time, her tongue darting out to taste his lips. "inside and out."
A soft hum left his throat as he grinned against her mouth. "I'm definitely enjoying our time together." There was no hiding how much he wanted her. It had been far too long since he'd been with her. With anyone, really. One of his hands lifted to tangle in her hair, pulling her against him as their tongues explored each others' mouths.
"i would have believed you if you didn't just tell me you used to make porn. a man like that? fascinating. thousands of secrets indeed." his question made her yawn again; sleep was quickly catching up with her now, her system heavy with alcohol. "unfortunately, tragically... yes. you will have to survive without me for a few hours." vi pouted again as she leaned her head against the back of the couch. "but i will be back. full energy. ready to be your greatest pain."
"I'm flattered that you think I'm interesting." Blake certainly didn't think he was. Not now that he'd found another line of work. "Alright, c'mon." He moved her legs aside before he stood and held his hand out to her so he could pull her up from the couch. "Let's get you tucked in. I don't know how to fucking function anymore without you being a thorn in my side."
Who would have known how romantic he really was. His parents always tried to set him up with women but they weren't exactly his type. They were all stupid, but not Delilah. The one they picked before they died on travels. "Maybe in a few more centuries someone will make fashionable and comfortable clothes." A light teasing, his every day clothing wasn't that bad but he wouldn't consider it comfortable to sleep in. "Bed has lots of space." Gently guiding her on the bed with him.
"Oh, but then they'd have to change the whole 'beauty is pain' thing and then how would we function?" She asked with a lifted brow. Most days she was stuck in a corset that made it hard to breathe...but it kept her posture perfect and her figure pleasing to the eye. Those things had been important to her mother. Delilah settled herself on the bed next to him, turning on her side so she could face him. "We wouldn't even have to touch if we didn't want to." But she didn't move away from him.
