Gilded, Tawdry, Opulent

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[meretrixious]

❛ Electric, such a deep and clear stimulation                         I can’t even measure the amount                                                     Deeply remaining in my cells of my body                                                                                                                 This long and explosive reaction ❜

                                                  Must be my electric personality

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[ofchaosgoddess]

help I’m having ideas beyond my available free time

[nothereforthedrama]

help I'm having ideas beyond my available energy levels

[william-snekspeare]

help I’m having ideas beyond my available budget

[hoonie]

TEN: WATERBOMB SEOUL 2025

[meretrixious]

@take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar in ref to 🃏

The taste of Minato's mouth had lingered in his mind for months, taunting him in dreams that felt so warm and real and solid. The softness of his skin pressed to Remy's. How his breath huffed out indignantly whenever Remy held the weight of his head on his shoulder. The smell of him clinging to the sheets as his shadow stretched across the floor from the balcony while he smoked. Echoes of his cold, sardonic laugh at everything that was just a little too romantic. With so much time and distance between them, each memory of feeling had become a ghost stalking his apartment. Little fragments here and there kept the delusion alive in Remy's mind. A forgotten lighter, a new cat toy he picked out, a shirt he left behind, leftovers still sitting in the fridge. He'd be right back. Remy would turn around and Minato would be right there, beautiful and real, shining like the sun...

When they'd set a date to meet up again, Remy had been all too eager. Remy ached for him to be near enough to touch. He needed to see Minato. To hold him. To taste him. Remy needed to feel him pressed so close that their heartbeats matched rhythm. He needed to hear Min say his name until he was too hoarse to keep speaking. But more than that, he needed not to scare him away. Restrained hunger and controlled desire weren't his strong suits, but he couldn't let Minato see outright how much he had begun to crave every part of him. He could tease and flirt and pretend it was all surface level with nothing deeper than the physical attraction between them and it would stay fun. Easy. Light. Until they had to separate again and the cold set into Remy's bones as his sun went back behind the clouds.

His heart already ached from the inevitable, but it was borrowed sadness. One he was trying to ignore, but his mind was still too loud with the lingering questions and unresolved emotions boiling up to the surface. The burning—the burning he could channel into something physical and raw—but the pain had to be choked down and buried. When he focused on being in the moment, he was bathed in the warmth of Minato's golden eyes and demanding hands, tugging him in close enough to drag him from the existential dread and move on base instinct. His body knew how to react and if Remy just yielded himself over, the arousal could override any thought or looming doubt. Remy stared up into Minato's pink-flushed face, skimming his fingertips lightly across his cheekbone and up around his brow, studying every plane and feature.

"Ain't fair you dis pretty," he whispered and pressed his mouth to Min's, drawing him down with both hands wrapped around the back of his neck. The sound of Minato's moaning and panting hummed in Remy's ears as it vibrated over his lips and enveloped him in a hazy, velvet warmth. He couldn't pull away from the blonde's mouth, drinking his breath down into his own lungs and pressing his hands into his hair. His fingers tensed and twisted in Minato's waves, pulling his head back for Remy's lips to wander down the expanse of his neck to leave faint impressions of his teeth until he started sucking the flesh between them. He left Minato's pale skin mottled with blossoming red welts, marring it with his hunger as he moved his mouth lower still. The movement of Min's hips, grinding down on Remy's, was both hypnotic and frustrating. He delighted in the beautiful and torturous display of Minato chasing down his orgasm above him, but he still wanted more. Remy wanted him beyond shuddering. Beyond writhing. Beyond any coherence. His hand had stopped stroking Minato once he could feel the other man starting to teeter into overstimulation and brought it to his own mouth. He stared the blonde down, pushing him onto his back and raising one of his legs up against his chest. Remy licked his fingers clean, slow and deliberate without breaking eye contact.

"Y'ain't done yet, sha, I know ya gon' gimme mo'."

Remy closed his hands around Minato's thigh and pitched his hips forward sharply, pressing himself as deep as he could. His back bowed as he started to lean forward over Min and slowly pushed down the length of his leg to squeeze his thigh just above his knee. His thrusts were short but forceful, focused on grinding into the same spot to keep making Minato's body tighten and shudder around him as he studied his expressions in the glow from the abandoned TV. Remy's hand skimmed down the front of his thigh and across his hip to rest low on his stomach, adding pressure to each thrust. The force was enough to shift the couch beneath them, the creaking and groaning melding with the sounds of their combined panting and moaning. Remy smiled wide and dropped his head back, forcing Minato's leg up higher as he started to move faster.

"Fuuuck," He dragged the word out into another rumbling groan and turned his smile down towards Minato. "Y'know how good y'feel, sha?"

[valentinejaes]

Ten — 【STUNNER - The 2nd Mini Album】 Teaser Image 4

[hwadaily]

[punkerduckiememes]

[draculas-secret-blog]

Raw. For hours. Nonstop.

[take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar]

@meretrixious

[galaxiacolibri]

“Because it wasn’t a no,” she said, tone level, eyes staring at the smirk as though it would somehow prove to her she should change her mind. It didn’t. Somehow she hadn’t bolted but he’d already seen her at her worst. He wasn’t vanilla human either. Worst came to worst, Remy could hold his own in a fight.

Her mouth screwed into the tiniest crooked smile. “At least I have very little I need to pack.”

[meretrixious]

He restrained himself from immediately celebrating, he knew better than to show too much excitement all at once but his eyes were lighter as his brow lifted. The smirk faded into a more neutral, blank acquiescence as he allowed himself a short nod.

"True...you been leavin' necessities over here anyhow," He said, shrugging his shoulders and allowing a smile. "You ain't gotta rush none either."

[starcatching]

SEONGHWA & MINGI TROUBLE MAKER 260719

[galaxiacolibri]

“En serio? I hate you,” Nilza laughed, shaking her head. “You would.” She sighed, giving him her own glare as she flipped him off as she walked off to supervise the unloading lest she have to kill someone for fucking up her purchase.

“You’re not allowed to fall out. Get a concussion.”

[meretrixious]

"Y'did nawt!" He waved off her finger with a heartier laugh, covering his forehead with his hand. He was already terribly excited she had put so much effort into surprising him,

"Oh, y'really shouldn't have. Whatev'ah's in d'ere." He beamed as he walked to the driveway filled with more curiosity now, staying back out of Nilza's way.

[galaxiacolibri]

“Maybe. It’s been one of those weeks. Would you like to be worried about what’s in it? I can make it terrible if that’s what you were expecting?” Farrar said with a roll of his eyes, shaking his head at the other man.

[meretrixious]

"I'm always worried wit'chu. Could be sum' demonic'r other, Remy got no clue whatchu been up ta," He said, still eyeing the card suspiciously for show. "How you gon' make it terrible if it's still sealed? D'at's where de worry come from." He still proceeded to tear open the envelope with another laugh.

[meretrixious]

//444 words deep into a thing and finally hit the smut part 🤦🏼‍♀️ got two in the barrel for Tagg that are not about Remy being technically thrice divorced. Definitely, did not make a side thing. Once I get the yearning out, I will be circling back to try and plot new things, promise I'm not trying to ignore anyone.

[galaxiacolibri]

“Yes, it’s just one. The truck size is irrelevant,” Nilza shrugged, clearly preening at his response. She could tell he was trying to guess what was inside by the size of the truck, the company. All meant to give no clue.

“One of only one hundred in production, to be exact.”

[meretrixious]

Remy was equal parts impressed and infuriated that she was being so secretive with something right in front of him. His eyes stayed narrowed as he set the glass down and folded his arms, lips pulled together in a pout as he tried to puzzle out what was in the back of the truck.

"If d'ere's a car or a bike in d'ere, I might fall out."

[galaxiacolibri]

“Who said worse? Just reminding you in case you forgot,” Nilza returned, working her head from side to side as she inspected a nail to avoid his eyes.

“Papí, you the crown Prince of extra, but keep telling yourself otherwise.” Finally Nilza met his stare and shook her head, pointing at him with her lips, still covered in matte maroon. “Never lied to you. You want me to start now?”

[meretrixious]

"I ain't never pretended not t'be extra. An', no, I ain't never wanted ya t'lie t'me." It was a childish scoff, but it helped to push the fear of rejection out of his voice as he rolled his eyes. He raised a hand to his cheek, rubbing over his mouth and chin for a moment with a slight smirk.

"You sayin' all d'is, but I still ain't heard a 'no'."

[twospiritstooprideful]

clocking in to my shift at the yearning factory

[nixscriptum]

[meretrixious]

@take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar