Killean closed his eyes, lifting his hand and running his fingers through her hair. “Better than food!”

PR's Tumblrdome
No title available

ellievsbear
Cosimo Galluzzi
Sade Olutola
sheepfilms

bliss lane
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
RMH
art blog(derogatory)
Cosmic Funnies
The Bowery Presents
Doug Jones
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Phantogram Three

@theartofmadeline
Noah Kahan

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Color Me Curious

Discoholic 🪩

seen from Türkiye

seen from Bolivia

seen from Tanzania
seen from Indonesia
seen from South Korea
seen from France

seen from India
seen from Netherlands

seen from Türkiye
seen from Thailand
seen from Bangladesh

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Honduras
seen from Canada
seen from Japan
seen from Germany

seen from Germany

seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
@luck-be-a-lady-blog
Killean closed his eyes, lifting his hand and running his fingers through her hair. “Better than food!”
"I think you were onto something before we were so rudely interrupted."
Sam bit her lip, her eyes dragging down the length of his body. "Yes, I think you're right," she said pressing a kiss to his lips before moving slowly down his body, pressing warm wet kisses to his torso and pushing his shirt out of the way. She was more that willing to wait for their food, this was so much better.
"The food will stay warm if you’d like to wait," he said, sure the chef put a warming enchantment on it, if not, they could reheat it afterward. "Or, if you’d rather eat," he said with a shrug, smirking at her.
Sam moved over to the bed and climbed back onto his lap, a smile on her face. "I think it can wait," she said pushing his robes open more, exposing his chest to her. "What would you like to do?"
"I have no idea," he said, shaking his head as he rested against the headboard. "I just ordered the best meal they had for two. Better be good."
"Do you want to find out now or later?" She asked looking over at him. She didn't give a damn about the food, but she'd let him decide.
"Thanks, love Don’t need togive them a show of my stiffy, now do we?" he chuckled, shaking his head at her.
Sam bit her lip as she walked out of the room, a smile playing at the corners. She'd achieved the reaction she wanted out of him, but gods the food had bad timing. "You may frighten the poor person." she said before vanishing.
She pulled the door open, greeted the wizard delivering the food, handed him a large tip and kicked the door shut in his face before walking back into their bedroom. "What did you order us anyway?" she asked pushing the little metal cart.
Killean shook his head. “NEVER!”
Sam smirked, her hand sliding a little lower into his unders, but before she could do anything there was a knock on the door and Sam had to stop. She gave him a grin and slid off his lap before standing up and straightening her robes. "I'll get it love." she said sweetly looking down at him. He really was handsome laying there all disheveled.
"You’re a bloody tease, woman," he said, gripping her face and kissing her ferociously. He wanted her, but with food coming, there was no way they had time for this. He’d make up for it later.
"I am," she said wickedly as she let her hands slide down lower on his abdomen. She liked teasing him. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked sweetly, pulling back from the kiss. She let her fingers trace the edge of his unders, a glimmer of evil sparkling in her eyes.
Killean turned his head to the side so she could get at him better. He loved the way she did things. She drove him absolutely mad and he loved it.
Sam's hand slid down his chest undoing the robes swiftly as she went, leaving the skin exposed for her kisses. She loved the way he felt under her. He was amazing and perfect.
Killean chuckled, sliding his hands up under the flowing skirt of her robes. “Torture me, my dearest Samantha. Torture me till I’m driven mad with desire!”
Sam leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, her hips shifting lightly on his as she did so. She knew the food would be there soon just she could have a little bit of fun with him till then. Her lips slid down his jaw, sucking gently at his skin, the small bit of stubble on his face scratched at her tongue and numbed her lips.
"Why are you pulling me to the bed if we have virtually no time?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Because," she said pushing him down onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Her legs falling to the sat as she sat up. "I like torturing my lovers," she joked.
Groaning, he nodded. “You are right,” he relented, inhaling deeply. “Should I not have ordered the food?”
Sam chuckled and pulled him over to the bed, kicking her shoes off as she went. "Food is fine, you're just going to have to wait a little for desert." She hoped the food wouldn't take too long. Killean was far more tempting than she could ignore.
Killean let his hands slide up her back. He held her close, pressing his lips to hers. He had no qualms about getting into this with her and he was very happy already and he knew it would be better.
"It would be unwise to let this continue before the food has arrived." she said pulling back from their kiss, though she didn;t want to. She wanted nothing more than to give him everything that she could and just live in the moment with him.
Killean pulled her fully into his arms and kissed her deeply. He knew what he was getting into and he wanted her to now he wanted it, no reservations.
Sam's arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled herself against him tighter. It was weird having him like this. They'd been together before, but never in this capacity. There was more talking, more getting to know each other, more relationship to them now. Where before it had been friends or sex it had shifted and become more of an and equation than an or equation.
Killean arched his eyebrow. “Yet I would follow you to my death.” His lips turned to a smile. “What does that say about me?”
"That you're deranged?" Sam offered helpfully. She could joke about it, but the idea of her being the reason he died scared the fucking hell out of her. She'd killed, sure and most of them had been on purpose but Shawn hadn't been. Shawn had been the only person she'd ever loved and still she'd killed him. She killed everything she touched. She knew she did. It was only a matter of time till Killean met the same fate. The thought made her head spin. The fear was intense and very real.
"Not after our meal arrives," he noted and didn’t even pull his head from her neck when the lift opened and the hotel lady led the way out and toward their room. Killean just mindlessly followed.
"You're lucky," Sam said as she passed the lady a small satchel of gold for a tip, "that I'm at least focused because you would die with out me." she told him. The lady turned and exited the room, and Sam shut it with a soft snap.
Killean shook his head, not paying attention to anything but Sam in the moment. “I told the shopkeeper I’d message him later on and let him know where to send the parcels. We’re all set”
"So no need for interruptions?" Sam said with a grin as she looked over at him. She liked the idea of not getting interrupted. She liked the idea of spending a holiday with him. She'd never done that before.
Killean chuckled into her hair, walking with her and following the girl, his arms still wrapped around Sam. “I suppose, if we’re going to get anywhere.”
"Many destinations are over rated but this one I must admit I'm rather keen on getting to." Their hotel room was calling their name, and Sam was more than willling to oblige. "Though I suppose I should summon Pixie to pick up the stuff from that little boutique, shouldn't I?" she said stepping into the lift with the girl and Killean still wrapped around her. The girl gave them an appraising look and Sam resisted the urge to roll her eyes, though only just.