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hallie’s eyebrows shot up slightly as liam addressed her boyfriend. she wasn’t sure where he got the balls to do that, but before she could say anything he was reaching over for her food and popping it into his mouth. not long after that, he was pulled from the table and suddenly their party of four was cut in half. she popped a bite of food in her own mouth and looked at her boyfriend, who also didn’t seem so pleased with her. “what?” it didn’t take long for him to rant about how close liam and hallie were acting. “we’re just best friends, it’s not weird.”

“what’s your fucking problem?” the blonde in front of him snapped in a hushed tone. he blinked at the sudden outburst. “what?” that only seemed to set her own MORE and she started going on a bout things that didn’t make SENSE to him at all. his eyes drifted, for a moment to their table. he couldn’t see her face, but he could see the boyfriend’s. and he.... sported the same look as his girlfriend. HUH.  “i’m talking to you liam!” okokokokok. "i’m sorry, okay? i didn’t mean to upset you.” better to admit guilt than to continue and ongoing war. HE JUST WANTED PEACE.so they agreed to finish their food and go their way. she seemed to be content at that, so they went back to their table. “sorry, for that.” he say with an attempt of an easy smile. “where were we?”

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it was rare for dominik to speak quietly, and she treasured every moment of it. more so than she did his silence. hearing his voice so low almost made him seem vulnerable and softer than usual. he didn’t seem intimidating or scary when his voice was low. he fit the part of the loving boyfriend she knew he was. he was really committed to the role, too. the soft kiss on her lips sealed the deal. “just me,” she repeated. lennon placed her hand on his cheek before mumbling a quiet “i love you.” perhaps she’d get lucky and hear it twice tonight.

lennon loved him, and he loved her. that didn’t change, that wouldn’t change, would it? it was her and him. that was the thing when you knew someone like this, when someone knew you and the sides that weren’t outwardly showed. ( in times, not even to her. ) there wouldn’t be anyone else that fitted lennon’s role. i love you. he managed to hear whispered against his cheek after a moment. or perhaps that’s what hea thought he heard, he wasn’t sure-- his eyes had been closed for a while now, as he had greeted sleep for the night. 

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“wait, they’re all mine? like, i can keep them? or come visit them whenever i want?” this all felt too unreal. reina was just waiting for him to pull out the rug from under her. “the DINNER?” reina had been so distracted by the setting that she hadn’t even seen the table with two dinner plates sitting upon it. “yeah, of course. i mean, who doesn’t like pasta?” besides, now that her dance recital was done and over with she could indulge as she pleased without guilt. “no, no, this is already perfect! please, do not put in more work for me. this is already incredible.”

“BOTH. if you can visit, you can take them too. no one should cause you any trouble.” everyone knew better than to trouble him or his guests. santiago noticed her surprise definitely made her forget the initial purpose, something that made him GLAD. “you’d be surprised.” there were people who did, some MEN loved to indulge way more on MEAT like the cave men they liked to act as. ( not that santiago didn’t like meat. he simply prefered other things-- like yes, pasta. ) “i’m pleased to hear that. now,” he extended his arm and pulled the chair for her to sit, before moving to his side of the table. the single waiter opened the metallic covers and started pouring the wine in their glasses before giving a slight bow of his head, and going out of sight. “bon appetit, mademoiselle reina.” 

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when emmeline offered to let adara pick their destination, the last place she expected to end up was adara’s place of work. she wasn’t sure if she should’ve expected this or not– it was too soon to tell how adara felt about her job. they had spoken enough for emmeline to know about the creeps of the job, but besides that she didn’t have much information. the redhead took a deep breath and took her soulmate’s hand, waiting for her to lead the way. “a drink? uh, sure, why not?”

when the bartender saw them approach the bar, he greeted her with a big kiss on the cheek. “malcolm, this is emmeline.” then a pause. “huh, i’ve always thought you were blond.” NOT A PLATINUM GRAY WHATEVER. the man raised an eyebrow, and his eyes lingered a couple of extra seconds on the redhead. ( he was NOT stupid. ) finally, he smirked and placed a bottle of champagne in front of them, before leaving to his own devices. quite frankly, adara was planning on something different but-- “well, i hope you like champagne.” she chuckled, “or i could ask for something different-- what is your favorite drink?”

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as aaliyah heard his comment, she wanted to move faster. however, she felt moving herself may disturb the pleasure he was bringing her, and in this moment she felt a bit selfish. she shoved her lips onto his, trying to avoid making too much noise. still, she wanted to feel the rush of potentially getting caught. so, she moaned louder than she already had been. “me too,” she whispered against his lips.

his lips trapped hers in a fiery kiss, unabashfully biting down on her lower lip. her louder moans spurring him on, and with a final buck of his hips, he felt himself exploting with bliss. his hand burying in between her curls as he continued moving for a moment, and as he settled down. his fingers continued moving in circles to expand her orgasm. 

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isaac still can’t WRAP his head around this whole ordeal. how cruel did life have to be to put them in this situation?  what made things worse is that, he could see what a great kid malakai was, and what an amazing woman fawn was too. this wasn’t fair to anyone. finally, one of the days came and it was time for them to leave. them-- meaning fawn and malakai. not him. and still, it was him who had to take them. he waited, not rush, no pressure. at least not on his side-- “are you ready?” he asked, once he saw them come to where he waited.  

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athena was trying her best not to pick at her own fingers ( something she often did out of nervousness ) because she wanted to look presentable for zephyr’s parents. they’d been standing in front of his front door for what felt like hours but had really only been twenty minutes. he’d gone to open it a few times, but athena stopped him each time. this was her only opportunity to make a first impression and it had to be amazing. however, athena wasn’t currently feeling amazing. this whole time, zephyr had been trying his best to give her a pep talk by saying it didn’t matter and that his parents already adored her from the stories he’s told them, but none of it mattered. this was the first time she’d really be face-to-face with loving parents. she was so used to her dad hurling insults at her, she was expecting it from his parents as well ( which wasn’t entirely fair to them ). “okay, you can open it. i’m ready this time.” she let out a breath as he took a step closer to the door before blurting out “WAIT! i’m sorry, i really just don’t know if i can do this. what if they tell me they think you’re wasting all your time on me? or that–” she didn’t want to finish that sentence because it would show she was assuming the worst of them ( something that probably wouldn’t be very cool to their one and only child ). “i just don’t want them to hate me.” / @mxgicfxngs​

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despite the many attempts at trying to open the front door, and athena deciding she didn’t want to. zephyr continued with a smile on his face. repeating time after time, that i would be okay. that his parents loved her. how could they not when she was his best friend? “they won’t hate you, athena. trust me.”  he’d tell her, with a soft smile. his hand finding her own to give it a gentle squeeze, “ready?” zephyr asked, his hand wasn’t even on the doorknob when it flew right open showing an emseralda shaking her head at ZEPHYR and phoebus facepalming behind the woman. "MERE!”  zephyr said in a combination of happiness and startledness, because yeah, not even he saw that one coming. “zephyr de chateupers, why do you keep her waiting?” she held his face to give him a big kiss before going over to greet athena. “hello, sweetheart. we been waiting you, and so excited to meet you.” esmeralda rushed them inside saying something that the food was ready. phoebus said something along the lines of ‘i tried to hold her as much as possible’ which earned him a stern glance from his wife. he hugged zephyr before going over to embrace athena in a strong hug as well. “pere, mon dieu. put her down, please.” 

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despite being a demon, val had quite an infectious smile. the minute one found its way onto his face, one found its way onto rida’s as well. her eyebrows raised with curiosity, wondering what memory he was going to bring up. she remembered him teaching her how to call him vividly. it was their main line of communication. he only told her to call him for emergencies, but when she was a kid she felt everything was an emergency. in fact, she probably called him more often than she probably should have– way more often than she ever would now. “oh my gosh,” she began. she remembered that night well too. it was the first night she heard a dish hit the wall of her home. she remembered trembling as she tried to reach out to him. she was scared if she did it out in the open one of her parents would come in and ruin it. she needed him especially that night, so everything had to work out. “you told me you were very impressed that i could do it.”

“i was! i thought it be complicated, too many weird symbols--” he was also worried she’d wind up summoning another demon did a single line was crooked or missing. but she didn’t and that never happened-- so time after time only he went to see her, and no one else. “a lot of people get it wrong, but not you.” val tried to rmember that night, “i was under your bed, i could barely fit.. and you read a bed time story.” a chuckle, “you were reading it to ME, as if i was the one going to sleep.” he’d let it, ignoring the fact that he shouldn’t even be there in the first place. or stay for long, hounds were tricky btches and could follow traces-- yet he alwasy made sure to get them lost.”what story was it?” 

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while most couples found eye contact during moments like this to be intimate, winona felt otherwise. for them, this was a power play and looking away was a coward’s move. the smack on her ass was far too predictable and didn’t even cause winona to flinch. perhaps if vanessa hadn’t started smacking her ass in the ninth grade, it would be more surprising. when it came to the brunette licking the blonde, that was a bit more powerful than the smack. not enough to make winona look away, but damn was it hot.

sex was something they both knew how to do very well. people came ( literally ) and went. but in between all of them, what was the result of having and fucking the same girl in the longest time? it was like knowing what was predictable and what made the other tick. her fingers well dug in the winona’s ass as her tongue continue running slowly up and down, circling and dipping. there was no warning for her suddenly pulling her closer and letting her lips circle around her with such hunger and desire, someone would think she hasn’t eaten someone out in years. 

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isabelle had to admit she was a bit nervous being this close with althea. she hadn’t been this close with anyone in a really long time ( in fact, it was only one other person and she was just as nervous ). the way their eyes were glued to one another spoke more than any words ever could. still, althea’s little hey brought a smile to her face. the smile didn’t disappear, but her breath hitched slightly as she noticed althea leaning in slowly. this could be her moment to back up if she wanted to. if this was too much, her chance to stop it was now. but for some reason, she didn’t. instead of moving back, she closed her eyes and allowed althea’s lips to meet her own. it was soft and it was gentle. it was everything she expected from althea.

their lips moved gently. other royals that were into other kind of activities wouldn’t call this a kiss. and yet, for althea it was so much more. she pulled away only slightly, her eyes remained close as she let her hand hold slowly caress her hair and her forehead rest against isabelle’s. the moment slightly longer than the kiss on itself. just letting herself BE with her.  before she opened her eyes and a shy smile went on her lips. “sorry.” 

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was it potentially obnoxious to be making out with damian in the middle of the dance floor at her sister’s wedding? definitely. however, for once in her life, how she came across to others was not on alejandra’s mind. if anything, this was the sort of stuff rosie had wanted for her anyway. although, she wasn’t exactly sure what it all meant. whatever it meant, it was nice. in a way, it feltright– much more so than their first did. as the two parted, it hit alejandra like a truck. her imprint. it happened at that very moment. but why did it take so long? something had to be wrong. imprints were supposed to happen upon first meeting, not months after. his usual smirk was present on his face but panic was spread across hers. “i, um– huh?”

HUH? now that would elicit a snarky and conceinted response from him, but that was the thing. the look on her face didn’t look as if her breath had been taken away. no. she looked panicked. usually, he wouldn’t have cared, though there he was running through his head if he ha come on too hard. no. she was kissing him back just a few seconds ago, but now she was looking like that. “are you feeling alright, alejandra? it does see like you have seen a ghost.” 

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giulia nodded slightly for fear of it being too obnoxious ( although it was hardly noticeable with how little she actually moved her head ). “look– it’s just for now. it’s not anything long-term. like i said, i just need to make it through renewal season. any type of slip up and we’re out, in more ways than one,” she answered, mumbling the last part. she turned her head so that she wasactually facing jessica. it was hard, to actually look at her. and jessica knew it was hard for her. jessica had always been good at reading giulia like a book. “just for now.”

FUCK DISNEY. seriously. there was a part of her that was hurt. did this role matter more to giulia? jessica knew were her heart and head were. she knew disney wasn’t the top of the world, as much as it was a monster company that ate everything up. including them. “and that’s the thing, isn’t it?” her being out. don’t get her wrong, she was legally obligated to remain the same too. except she didn’t care about that. “i think you’re lying.” she said after a moment, then a short scoff, “no. i know you are. and you know why? because i know you giulia. better than him, better than everyone else out there.” a clench of her jaw as the next words out, “but if this is what you want. then go on.” 

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hallie watched as the plate slid towards her before picking up her knife and fork. the two always shared their food, so it wasn’t a surprise that he was offering some to her right now. she stuck her fork into the chicken and cut herself off a piece before grabbing it off the fork. “hmm,” she began as she started chewing. “not bad, not bad! i mean, it’s nothing like my mother makes, but real love is hard to duplicate in a restaurant.” she looked at her own plate in front of her before looking back at liam. “wanna try mine?”

liam laughed, “well your mom makes a MEAN chicken. you should try it.” he said turning to looked at hallie’s boyfriend. before he turned back to hallie, “oh yes!” the boy was more than glad to have share their food, so it was natural for him to reach over and try, “all of this is amazing.” hallie’s was probably better than his-- and it wasn’t until liv grabbed his hand again and pulled him from the table that he blinked and his usual smile was replaced by a confused expression. 

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lennon grinned as he called her by her last name. she stuck her tongue out for a few seconds before responding: “blackmail? me? i would never! i have absolutely no clue what you’re talking about!” the feeling of his thumb rubbing against her hand was more comforting than he would ever know ( not that she was going to tell him ). the moment he slid into bed with her felt like a victory– something she felt she didn’t get many of. “of course! you’ve always been so concerned about my health and now is no different. there’s nothing else keeping you here,” she mumbled before placing a small kiss on his cheek. “nothing…”

“uhu,” dominik mused under his breath. then he yawned, frankly he hadn’t realized how tired he was. how could lennon want to conitnue working? how could she? "absolutely nothing else,” he muttered softly, as if it was a secret only meant for her. that nothing or no one else beyond these motel walls would ever hear. sure, he knew what she was hinting at. and would he lie if he said it wasn’t that? yes. but it was also so much more.  the guy brushed a strand of hair from her face as he pressed a soft kiss to her lips, “just you.” 

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reina’s eyes wandered all around the greenhouse, scared she would miss something. it seemed that each time she turned around she saw more flowers than she had previously seen. she wasn’t sure if she was allowed to touch any of the flowers, so she only stepped closer to get a better look at them. “definitely a good oh my god,” she answered as she inspected some roses in front of her. reina couldn’t imagine someone putting this much effort just to please her. it felt like it wasn’t even real but she couldn’t imagine someone who would do this to play a joke on her. “this is really all for me?” it sounded silly to ask considering they were the only two here, but she couldn’t help but ask. why would he put in all this effort for little ol’ reina?

santiago’s smile widened at the answer, definitely proud of his doing. he was sure she would like it, but it was way better see it for himself. to KNOW that it was exactly that way. “they are all yours,” so she could do anything with them, even take them if she pleased. it was all hers. and as her next question, the answer came naturaly, “of course it is-- these beautiful flowers, the setting, the dinner.” his arm extended in the table’s direction were the well candle lit night awaited for them, as well as their personal waiter. “i hope you’re hungry. you mentioned you like pasta, right?” he could swear she’d mentioned it before. “if not, we can fix that really quickly.”

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emmeline thought it was nice adara wanted to double-check and make sure this was something she wanted. it was all about compromise, after all. and that’s why emmeline wanted to do this. she had more reservations than adara, and she knew adara would later on be paying for that. so, emmeline felt that she should do this now. she was just hoping it wouldn’t lead to adara thinking she was more adventurous than she actually was. “i’m sure. whatever you want.”

“whatever i want.” adara hummed as if on thought. something fun, the blonde would think. but was their idea of fun the same? hmmm. she ordered an uber and it took them... TO THE PLACE THEY MET. “i have an off day,” adara commented, “but i might make an exception today. c’mon.” she waited for the other to take her hand, as if that would maybe give her an imput. going through the bouncer’s and the people around, but before they went back to where she was planning to take them. “do you want a drink? it’s on the house.” 

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his moving wasn’t much for her, but the moment he bucked his hips she really felt it. in fact, she had to physically hold back the moan that was threatening to escape her mouth. to avoid it, she bit down on her lower lip and let out a quieter grunt as his lips traveled down her breasts. she reached for one of his hands and slowly placed it between her legs, indicating she wanted more stimulation.

there were low grunts and moans against her skin as he sucked on her breasts. his theeth and tongue working alongside his lips. his hands gripping tightly on her hips as he continued bucking his hips up, and a lustful smirk made its ways against his lips as he felt exactly what she wanted him to do. so he, obediently, complied. his fingers working against her clit in fast motions. “i’m close.” he muttered, back up to her lips, and picking up the pace of his hand.