Quantum of Solace

Beckham Role Players Only; 18+ Disclaimer and Rules

[luckybsmith]

Lucky Blue Smith and Barbara Palvin at the Julieta Premiere - 69th Cannes Film Festival

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Black (by Kevin Van C)

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Checkmate

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He licked right above her vein, stroking his tongue along her neck, and alternating with light suckles. He began to move within her once more, slowly at first, and as her moans grew and her words demanding, his hips moved. He thrusted his member into her. His movements grew quick and demanding. Beckham groaned, pressed his hands on her thighs, widening her legs and opening her pussy to move deeper still. His hands reached for her breasts, massaging them while he continued to dive into her. Fingers pinching the hardened nipples, he smirked watching a woman writhe beneath him gave him much pleasure.  

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accidental affection

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss mine

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

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Style I

Gentleman’s Essentials

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Renee Herbert & Elisha Herbert

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Lucky Blue

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Crash

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“You don’t have to apologize for that.  You didn’t do anything wrong, and I’m not offended.  I haven’t been here with people over 3 feet tall in a long time.” He admitted with a laugh, wheeling the man over closer to the examining table.  Honestly, he would rather be here than in his own ward tonight.  Sometimes it was nice to take a break, and if he could sneak off to get some studying done… after a while, the night would be over with and he could go home.  That wouldn’t be for a while, of course, but he could look forward to it.

“I– I have no plans on leaving-” he looked down at the man curiously, giving a gentle shake of his head and reaching outside to put the file he had been holding in the case outside so the doctor knew where they were.  He closed the door and moved to sit down in one of the metal chairs in the corner.  “So, I take it you don’t come to the hospital with injuries much.”

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Beckham thought a tad more and realized what he meant. He was a pediatrician taking care of probably the biggest child on his rotation. “Aha, now I get it. And. Thanks, doc. For sticking around.” The nurses in the room helped him prep for the scans. “I rarely get injured considering how many risks I take boarding and such. I was stabbed once.” He wasn’t supposed to reveal that but the words slipped. Beckham tried to save it by saying it was a cooking accident. He avoided any eye contact with him for a while while he got x-rayed. Afterwards, he watched the student doctor with a curious look. Perhaps it was the length of hours doctors put in that gave them a flushed, exhausting look. Quite possibly the bad florescent lighting made their skin look paler even. The state of mind and body of soon-to-be doctors were known to be challenged every minute. He wondered why this occupation was chosen. “Are you sure you’d rather be doing this than modeling?” A couple of the female nurses giggled a little at the question. They too understood the attractiveness of the doctor.

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Notorious - au

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Lucy thought that he didn’t see her, but she didn’t want to be awkward and wave again. Maybe she shouldn’t have waved. She should have just smiled. She glanced around quickly, but everyone was looking at him and not at her. When she turned back, it seemed that a ball had just hit his face. She looked worried, but then smiled when he waved.

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The game ended in two sets and Beckham asked the volleyball manager to inform Lucy he would shower and change fast, meeting her by the gym entrance. He had feelings for her, fleeting as they were, but feelings nonetheless and it scared him a little. What started out as an agenda to bang the innocent girl became less of the agenda and more of a yearning to simply be with her, get to know her, and, in the current moment, keep her attention. “Lucy?”

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Clincher

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Jennifer took his hand as she was pulled up by him. “Dressed in the nines, eh..?” She chuckled when he carried her into his board, clinching onto his wrists tightly as he slowly pushed her away from the girls, listening to him as he spoke again. Her eyes went to look at him after he told her the plans that they were gonna do later on. “Well, sounds like we’ll definitely enjoy our time together for sure..” She trailed off in a soft whisper, a smile pulling on the corner of her lips. “Hm… I don’t know what we can do after all of that, it’ll probably be a little late…We’ll just have to see.” Seeing that they were in front of his car, she smiled and thanked him politely before she sat into the passenger seat of his car. She looked over at him as he answered her question from earlier, biting her bottom lip. “Ah… Well hopefully we won’t have to worry about that.”

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The woman’s carefree nature attracted Beckham to her the most. His antics in his father’s agency occurred rarely, and the chances of him socializing with anyone who worked there was even rarer. With the young and vibrant Jennifer, Beckham made an immediate exception. The reason spoke at the very state they were in. Hopping on someone’s board with complete trust in him to take care of you was both appreciative and attractive. He stopped the longboard just shy of the passenger door and carried her off after steadying it with his foot, placed on the board between hers. He let go of her hips to open the car door of his charcoal gray Range Rover and welcomed her in with one hand to help her up to the seat. “Leave it to me to guide you but of course I will let you ultimately decide each step of the way. Rodeo Drive is our first destination.” He looked at her outfit. “I’ve got something in mind for you to try.”

[lvckysol-blog]

Just so you all know

Football /soccer to you in the States/ summer league has started for me and so my schedule for last two weeks have changed, and I needed to adjust to it some since the academic year ended a few weeks back. I’ll get my schedule straightened out soon and will start to make consistent replies. I understand if you cannot wait for my replies on our threads due to timeline reasons for your muse(s) or what have you, so definitely let me know if you would like the thread to be dropped, start something fresh, or end our partnership /tears up a little/. Just playin’ guys. No hard feelings. Thank you for your patience as always.

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“You are not. Because I am sure you are always like this” Chuckling softly she calmly took a drag from her cigarette, not really caring what the teenager thought of it since his opinion didn’t matter. “I didn’t, but you look like a teenager, that’s all. And when you said you’d turn 18 in a few days you have to be born in ‘97, no? It’s all easy to guess” Leaned back, Amaterasu realized that she liked to play with people as well so maybe the two of them had more in common than only the colors of their eyes. The thought of it was somehow funny thus she released a short laugh and her unoccupied hand brushed through her black strands of hair. Now that she thought of it, he may be annoying but it was amusing as well; ah, why not just give him some information. It may not be the truth but it was a biologically possibility. “I just happen to have less melanin than other’s when it comes to my eyes. So do you, no?” Once her cigarette was finished, she usually just put it out on her palm and then threw it away and was nearly about to do so when she noticed the ashtray. Honestly, the goddess couldn’t care less if this boy got cancer or not as she trusted in unchangeable fate. “Anything else you are curious about or will you go now? That onsen was reserved for you so you will have to pay anyway, if you use it or not. I can’t make losses because of you.”

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“Nah. I am really not. It’s entertaining getting you worked up.” He wafted the air once again and moved the smoke towards her. He could tell the woman got whatever he wanted. Superior looks, superior attitude. If a woman his age and came across him in the manner the elder woman did, he would walk away for sure. It was a turn off. Though it must not be for others since most likely the female got attention regardless of her saucy attitude. He listened with a doubting expression on his face her reason for the blue eyes. He waved away her question about using the onsen instead focused on the blue eye color issue. “Hmm.” He rubbed his chin while his own blues narrowed at the thought of melanin production. “Brown eyes is the color our ancestors had thousands of years ago. The OCA2 gene in our chromosomes produces the eye color however, a mutation caused the production of the protein producing brown eyes to be turned off.” He gave a tight-lipped smile at her. “Did you know, blue eyed humans have a small degree of variation in the amount of melanin in their eyes?  Scientists have concluded that all blue eyed individuals have a common ancestor. As we both inherited the switch, the mutation, to turn off the OCA2 gene in the exact same spot. You and I are related. I should call you, noona.”  

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Her voice, smooth and silky from an ensuing climax, caused his member to harden. Her tight walls did wonders to him and he needed to take her another inch. Doing so, he rolled his hips and pushed from side to side. Looking down between them they linked together perfectly. Beckham pulled back and saw that his cock was wet. It was so that when he pushed back inside of her it was a smooth glide. He collapsed, forward, from the sensation of her tightness and he caught himself with his hands pressed on the bed on either side of her. His hips would not stop as he wished them to and he was hard without a doubt. Beckham thrusted into her, groaning. His pace quickening, with the tip of his member rubbing inside her and hitting her pleasure zone. He leaned over and nuzzled her ear, laying kisses on her neck and throat. “Gods. You’re doing wonders to my cock right now, babe.”

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Mr. and Mrs. - au

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“Thank you,” Darya said, shooting him a smile. Darya’s eyes glazed over her husband briefly. There was no denying that he was handsome, very handsome and it had been a while since she had appreciated how attractive he really was. Maybe now wasn’t the right time for that. Darya tried to keep a smile plastered to her face as the door was opened, but found it difficult not to crinkle her nose at the sound of the crying child. Children, they weren’t worth it. Darya did her best to make small talk with Mrs. Amos, asking her about her children and such. Darya shot Beckham a look as he excused himself; he couldn’t be serious. “One moment,” Darya said, politely excusing herself to follow her husband. Upon reaching the door, she pushed it open and walked in, “What are you doing?” she questioned, folding her arms and raising an eyebrow. 

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He dropped his phone from his ear at the sound of his wife’s voice coming from the opened door of the room. He caught it with ease before it reached the floor and his face, used to the blatant lies he gave her throughout their marriage, showed no emotion but concern. “Work needs me to come in tomorrow afternoon. I am leaving for Dubai in a couple hours.” He wasn’t lying altogether. He was going to Dubai, and he was going for work, just not the bank. The bank held accounts for big name entrepreneurs and it wasn’t that much of a stretch for him to go where their clients were. In truth, the agency commissioned him to retrieve the client en route to meeting another party. A meeting in which Beckham was supposed to prevent from happening. He approached his wife, placing his hands on her shoulders and gave her a kiss on the cheek to sway her thoughts of any suspicions she may have. “Shall we go back to the party?”

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Our choices are revealing...

Make my muse choose!

♕: Power or Peace

✄: Creativity or Talent

✿: Rest or Play

☄: Strength or Intelligence

❊: Wealth or Ambition

☢: Freedom or Safety

✚: Faith or Fearlessness

♥: Family or Friends

✖: Hurt or Be Hurt

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bold which habits your muse has

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples/forehead | rolling shoulders

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Can never go wrong with black and white