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HE HAS NEVER FELT MAGIC upon his skin before until she had come along and now that he has he is not entirely sure he could ever go back. the ease with which she had healed him still makes his skin tingle, warmth radiating from that spot to his entire body. he feels rejuvenated in a way rest and food does not offer and he can imagine how the high of this can prove addictive if offered to the wrong person. if the witch could find a way to become more powerful by weakening cisne, she would only need hours to lay entire towns to waste, ambrose is certain of it. this has no longer become a mission to get himself to safety — the only thing that matters now is saving cisne, making sure cisne stays safe. he tells himself it is because the consequences would be far too grave if cisne is recaptured, burying any personal reason he may have for this fear.
« gladly, » he mutters, pressing the horse into motion, reigns in one hand and sword in the other. he feels cisne's grip tighten as the horse breaks into a gallop and attempts to ignore how the pressure of her arms makes his stomach flutter. he has no time to consider how he may or may not feel when their very lives may be on the line. a screeching noise appears from behind them and seems to be following, but ambrose's eyes remain on the road ahead of them, pushing the animal to run faster. « do you see anything, cisne ? »
Cisne didn't want to admit to Ambrose that she was fearful for what could happen, to them or anyone innocent they may encounter. Whatever plan the witch had it needed to be stopped, and removing themselves from this was their best option. It was a lot to wrap her mind around, she'd never found herself in a situation like this before and it was incredibly scary. But she found herself just as scared for Ambrose. Their journey together has allowed her to become close to the man, making their situation far more complicated to her than it needed to be. His betrayal had hurt on multiple levels but when he came to rescue her, sacrificing his safety to ensure her freedom, it was an act that she soon would not forget.
Though right now her attention remained on the skies behind them, keeping lookout for anything that may be chasing after them. Instinctively the grip around Ambrose tightened when she heard the screech and her head snapped to the direction of the noise. She felt a pit form in her stomach at the sight of the witch, black wings stretching out behind her, her normally black hair now wriggled in the form of snakes, it made Cisne shudder. She wished she had grabbed a bow an arrow in this moment, feeling a bit foolish for taking trinkets by other elves when she remembered a pendant she had picked up. Cisne fished through her satchel and found it, clutching the pendant in her hands as she aimed it towards the sky. "Ambrose whatever you do, don't turn around, okay?"
Jade couldn’t help but laugh softly, quietly, not wanting to disturb Amelia, “I hope that’s a good thing… though I’m sure there are times I make things fun and entertaining in not good ways,” she shrugged. It was hard to picture herself behind a desk all day long. She was so used to waiting tables, constantly on the move. When she wasn’t doing that, she was always looking for spare time to go to nicer bars and hustle morons who thought women couldn’t play pool. And even then, she was often on the move, dropping off or picking up Amelia or trying to find ways to do stuff together, spend time with her. Humming softly in consideration, “I don’t know if he’d like a stuffed bear. I can guarantee you he’ll tell Amelia to keep it safe for him so… you know… we may end up with a stuffed animal of some kind. Hopefully they have a clearance section,” she half mumbled, having heard those shops were pricey. “I see – so when you squeeze a watermelon out of a lemon, you get flowers? Seems like not at all a fair trade off,” she joked.
When she spoke, trying to put together her thoughts of why Shawn joined the NSA, she wasn’t sure she worked it well, waving a hand off as if to say she kind of relented in attempting to explain it. Amelia had been very little when he left, and Shawn truly and fully expected them to come with him once he was settled. He’d been shocked when Jade said no, and she’d been pissed he hadn’t talked to her about it first. Perhaps she knew, subconsciously, they weren’t meant to be together. Jade couldn’t say for certain. She only knew she didn’t want to go with him, didn’t want to join him – it didn’t feel right to her. Now, she was glad for it, especially knowing he was working so much and gone fairly often. It had her gaze shifting to Blake, and this little thought that he would never do that to her. She blinked and glanced away, refusing to linger on those emotions that wanted to burst forth.
“I have no idea… probably, if it’s as bad as they’re saying. I doubt they’ll let him go too easily. Oh! I never text his mother… I should say something, tell her we’re coming,” she half mumbled the last part. Picking the phone up, she took a minute to write the text, attempting to figure out what to say. Sending it off, she set the device aside. If they did have to stay, she hoped Blake would be able to stay, too. Eyes drew to him, raising a brow, “No way I’d ask you to drive all the way back to my place to pick up clothes just to drive back. We can wash what we’ve got if it comes to that.” She paused, lips pressed together, “But, uh… if we have to stay… um… what about work? Do you have to work? I don’t’ want you getting fired over me,” but also, I don’t want you to leave. She glanced back to ensure Amelia was truly asleep, leaning over to whisper, "Besides, I still owe you that reward," she flirted cause, well, that was easier than actually confessing she wanted him there.
"Yeah I kind of figured that a bear wouldn't be his favorite, plus Amelia would definitely bring it home." He did think it would be adorable to see Amelia holding the hospital bear but he also knew that things needed to be focused on Shawn when they got to the hospital. A card probably would be fine, they might even have a snow globe. Blake grinned when Jade commented on the flowers, shaking his head a bit in disagreement. "You know, when my mom got pregnant with me my dad added a diamond to her wedding band and promised a new one for every child she gave him. I always thought that was kind of romantic, that my dad loved my mom so much that he would buy her a diamond for each kid." He said with a fond smile.
"Granted my mom only had me. But I used to think that when I married someone and we had kids that I would do something nice like that. Flowers just never seemed like enough."Blake had thought about what he would do for the girl he ended up having a baby with, he always thought it would have something to do with getting the birthstone of each child put into a bracelet but he didn't know just yet. He'd actually lingered on the thought of it being with Jade, of expanding their family and being able to shower her with gifts just for having a baby. It felt like a fleeting dream now that he was driving her towards Shawn, like it was slipping through his fingers before he could even bring it to fruition.
Blake let out a soft laugh and glanced at Jade again. “I wouldn’t mind, especially if you really needed something.” Though he didn’t want to leave Jade and Amelia there, for a multitude of reasons. He hadn’t even thought of work, it only just occurred to him that he would need to contact his boss and let him know he probably wouldn’t make his next shift. “The owner is licensed, he can take my shift if needed.” Blake explained. “I think the only bad part would be that I won’t get any tips, I usually get big tips on fridays.” He said with a shrug. “I would be able to stay for a few days, though I’d probably just get a hotel room nearby so you guys can have your alone time.”
hajoon didn’t know what to expect when she embarked on the mission of getting close to the gang leader. of course, she did her due research, but everything else was left up to fate and luck. the incredible chemistry in the bedroom was entirely unexpected — a nice bonus, she supposes. judging from the way he simply cannot seem to stay out of her orbit, however, she assumes her little scheme is working. she holds her breath as he steps closer, watching something both intrigued and predatory glimmer in his eyes. “best sex i’ve ever had is a bit of a reach." she retorts, a teasing smirk playing on her lips. she narrows her gaze at him, completely unfazed by the sudden proximity. she tilts her head, as if giving his words some serious thought. “i’d place you somewhere in the top ten, though.”
There was always going to be some imminent threat on Taesung's life, you don't become the leader of a gang without attracting a few enemies. The way he has always seen it there are two ways that he can live his life, either in fear for what could happen to him or he could live his life however the hell he wants. So he goes out, has a few drinks, maybe picks up someone and they head back to his place, can't blame a guy for just living his best life. "A reached? You wound me." He said with a grin as he towers above her. "But you seemed so sure of it last night, you were practically begging for more," he teased. "It's cute you think i'm only in the top ten, because when your legs were wrapped around me I think we both know that I am most definitely at the top for you."
kennedy couldn't believe her luck, stumbling on the most beautiful woman in the bar. her cheeks felt flushed, skin dewy from the heat inside the room. "maybe i practiced it once or twice," kennedy shrugged with a laugh. her heart hammered in her chest as she nods and hops off of the bar stool. "i don't live far from here, just a bit of a walk." kennedy puts on her jacket to prepare for the cool night air and leads them out of the bar. "i'm kennedy, by the way. what's your name? tell me about you," she asks as they walk towards her apartment building.
Poppy was always one to press her luck when out scouring the night life; and most of the time it worked in her favor. Tonight she felt was well worth her going out for the evening, Kennedy was drop dead gorgeous and Poppy knew she could capitalize on the fact she was a teeny bit buzzed. She follows the other outside and easily falls into step beside her as they walk towards Kennedy's home. "Poppy, It's a family name. My great grandmother had the same name. As for a little bit about me I like late nights, beautiful women and long walks on the beach." She teased, nudging Kennedy with her shoulder. "And you? Pretty single girl in the bar, don't tell me you have something wrong with you."
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Suddenly it feels like every puzzle piece is falling into place; like all the time they spent together, their secret jokes, the touches they refused to acknowledge, like it all had led them to this point. Now it was obvious just how much the two of them were into each other and how they both had been too into their thoughts to even speak it out loud. It made sense why Jasper never liked any of the guys she dated; and Mei already knew why she never hung out with any of the girls he dated.
She had wanted him all for herself for so long and had been too afraid to ruin their friendship that she had just let it happen, almost letting it slip through her fingers and onto some other girl’s arms. How glad was she that now she had chosen to be brave. Mei leaned into the kiss, soft and gentle, lips parting while her hands placed to either side of his face, fingers makings its way towards his air, smiling against his lips when he broke the kiss. “Me either.” She confessed while her hands moved down to his jaw, like she was making sure he was real under his touch. “I’ve been thinking about this for so long.” Mei knew she was blushing as she spoke.
“I was so mad and sad every time I saw you date another girl.” She spoke in between kisses. “But I never thought you could feel the same.” Her fingertips brushed his bottom lip in the softest motion, wet with her saliva and plump from their kissing. “I don’t want us not to work out and ruin what we have; I need to know you really want this, want me.” Mei’s gaze was locked with his, she wanted to give into him, to fully embrace the joy she felt, but she needed to be sure this wasn’t just a one time thing, that they weren’t risking it all out of lust, that what they were doing had a meaning.
Jasper had thought that moments like this belonged to everyone else but him, that he was never going to find an opportunity to actually be happy with Mei. He could count on the fleeting moments between the two of them when their paths would cross and he liked to believe that he would have been find with that. But the truth is it would have killed him inside to continue on with this charade for much longer. It was already so hard to just consider her a friend when their fingers brushed against each other and lingered, or when they hugged and he almost couldn't bring himself to let her go. Hell, Jasper could barely control his jealousy when he saw Mei going on dates with other guys.
When he looked down at her it was like seeing her for the first time. The soft features of her face were almost angel like and he could get lost in her eyes for decades to come. "Really?" He asked, cheesy grin spreading over his lips at her words. It was cute to think that Mei has been thinking of this for quite some time, and it definitely made him feel better that he'd been doing the same thing. "Did you used to write Mrs. Jasper Martin in your notebooks?" He teased as his thumb and index finger held her chin. "You're pretty cute when you admit stuff like that." His arm held her close, almost like he was afraid that she could walk right out of his life at any given moment.
"You were always my number one, no girl compares to you." He replied softly at her confession. He'd compared every girl he dated to Mei and none could hold a candle to her. She'd left her mark against his heart long ago, tattooed her name and made her home as if she belonged there and he had welcomed it all. "Of course I felt the same, it was driving me insane seeing you with any other guy. I couldn't even help myself, I'm pretty sure i've glared at every boyfriend you've ever had." He admitted shamelessly. Jasper paused when she spoke her request and he felt a small tug against the strings of his heart. Such a pure request from a pure person, Jasper didn't feel like he deserved her. "Mei, It's always been you. I can't picture myself with anyone else."
no matter what she says, it doesn’t change the fact that their bodies work as if they’re made for each other, their nights together staying with her long after she had slipped out of his sight in the morning. she can still smell his scent on her dress, feel his hungry touches over her skin. lips twist as he admits his obsession with her, the man thoroughly enamoured with her from the first night their eyes met, but her admittance doesn’t come as easily. “i was bored and you were convenient.” she bites with a mischievous smirk, having always enjoyed riling him up more than necessary, if only it means she’ll be punished for her bratty streak. “oh, fuck.” she mutters amidst her shallow breathes, fingers gripping harder against the marble counter as he thrusts harder into her, her gaze mesmerised by the sight of their entwined bodies in the reflection of the mirror.
Daeho has tried repeatedly to get Ivy out of his life but she has herself embedded so deeply within him that he fears he cannot breathe without her in his life. Seeing her with anyone else is enough to make him spiral out of control, he didn't want anyone else to see her like she is right now. Moaning beneath him as she tries to keep herself together. "Convenient for you to keep coming back again and again and again." He taunted, bucking his hips into her to prove his point. Daeho's hand comes between them and he begins rubbing her clit at the same time, enjoying the feeling of her walls taking him in so effortlessly. His other hand tangles within her hair, pulling it back to expose her neck before he latches his lips onto the delicate skin. This was the the feeling he chased constantly, having Ivy completely at his mercy while she insisted he was more enamored with her than she was with him. He knew the dynamic of their relationship, their most toxic parts clashing to see who could drive the other more crazy. "You sound so pretty when you moan." He teased, words muttered against her skin as he continued his thrusts.
“a collection? wow, you work fast.” words were meant to sound breezy, but the ending was wrapped in jealousy. a jealousy she shouldn't have felt. but their voice pitched high, half octave off cool. they lifted their chin anyway, meeting daniela’s eyes—dark, amused ... “look — why don't you just delete it? maria would kill both of us, if she knew what happened." they could picture it now. her girlfriend causing a scene, throwing her shit out in the streets. the whole nine... they rose so they weren’t looking up at daniela anymore; it evened the field, steadied their heart rate. "if you delete, i'll do whatever you want. just name it." the sentence fell out before nelly could remix it into something safer. this must be what it felt like to make a deal with the devil. make a deal, pay the toll, pray the devil takes venmo.
“Well a pretty thing like you walking around here all the time, I was bound to take a few pictures.” Daniela grinned while flipping her hair over her shoulder. She caught the hint of something on the end of Nelly’s sentence and knew she had them right where she wanted them. “I could, or I could tell Maria you’ve been sending me nudes this whole time….trying to seduce your girlfriend’s roommate is a no no.” She taunted with a pout. The promise that they would do whatever Daniela wanted brought a dangerous smirk to her lips, a promise like that was something she would dig her claws into. "Whatever I want?" She had no intention of showing Maria the photo, she has always had a problem with sharing. Besides, she wanted Nelly all to herself, which meant she always had to have something to keep them close. "Tell you what, I'll delete the photo but I still need something intimate from you." She insinuated, her hand reached forward and she ran her fingertips along their arm as she spoke. "I want a video."
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"i'm sorry," she murmurs, leaning against the bar. her lips are still stained from her last dirty shirley temple. she brushes a strand of auburn hair out of her face. "i never do this-" kennedy says, the liqour in her veins making her thoughts less filtered. "but i think you're really cute, an' i'm wondering if you wanna go home with me."
Poppy's eyes remained on Kennedy's lips a bit too long, the stain of her lips tugging at her instincts more than she cared to admit. She flashed her own smile, her elbow propped up onto the bar as she regarded the other. "Could have fooled me, that sounded like a practiced line." She teased, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Lucky for you it worked, lets take this party somewhere a bit more private."
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His throat feels dry. Alexanders swallows so hard he's sure she can see the spit move down his neck. Daniela seemed magnetic, even when she was trying to pull the words he didn't want to say out of him. "You know I didn't meant to send those photos, it was a mistake, and I'm really sorry it happened." Still he wasn't saying it as explicitly as Daniel probably wanted. It didn't help at all that Alex did find her attractive, even as torturous as she was to him. When she mentions bringing it up to his girlfriend his whole body felt cold; and before she could stop himself he was crossing the distance between the tow, on his knees with his palms over her knees. "You can't tell her that." He cleared his throat. "You know Jess, she won't ever believe me."
She had him right where she wanted, already feeling the tension rise in the air between them. "I'm not sorry, I thought they were quite the treat." Daniela crossed her arms and clicked her tongue. "Come now Alex, you can say it. You sent me a nude because you wanted my attention." The reaction to her even bringing it up to Jess was perfect, her day had barely gotten started and she already had a man on his knees begging. "Awe." She cooed, taking his face in her hands. "You're so cute when you beg me Alex, it almost convinces me to do what you want." Daniela ran her thumbs across his cheeks for a moment before moving to his lips. They were soft beneath her touch and she found herself smiling devilishly down at him. "Well then you're going to have to do a little something for me to make it worth my while to keep your secret.." Her fingers dip just beneath his lips as she speaks, coating them in his saliva before pulling them out and placing them in her own. "If you do as I say, she never has to know."
Ella remembered when Adrian was brought in, unsure if he was ever told what happened with the previous lawyer. She figured he could put two and two together… after that tragic car accident that had sort of made the news. It’d taken some effort to keep the press from covering it aside a passing mention. Though, when she met him, saw the information on Adrian, she got the sense he was the type to do his research. He’d be foolish to say yes to their family without investigating himself. And she knew quite well, now, he wasn’t like that, in the least. In fact, he’d become quite trusted by her and her father. One of the few who was privy to things others were not, particularly because he was their lawyer. Of course, there was some things that they kept from him – like the fact the family did work with the government, doing their dirty work more often than people might expect. It’s why the law could seldom touch them, moreso those higher in rank than the lower levels. But they did their best to keep any of their people out of prison.
Time and time again, Ella fought tooth and nail to prove to those who worked for them, to their clients, to her father that she was worth more than any son. It was hard for her father, though, and she did understand that. Ella and Alyssa were his girls, and though he wasn’t like a tv show dad, he did love them more than words could describe – and he would tear the world apart for either of them. They knew it, too – even if they each had their issues with him. Aside that, though, Ella finally had her father’s blessing on taking over, some day. He’d gotten to see her capabilities, testing her over the years. Eyes drew to Adrian, “I must mean what I say or I am weak,” she countered. “I don’t think I would want to be with a man who is afraid of me,” she confessed quietly. She wanted to be respected by her boyfriend, but not feared. Fingers brushed along his back, laughing softly at his description, “In -- …” she paused, rechecking it in her head, “Incendiary,” she mispronounced it slightly, “what is that?” she asked, though she could make some guesses purely due to talking about her temper. It was much more under control, the only problem was when she did get that riled up, it was difficult to talk her down or rationalize with her.
It was easy to mirror a similar expression on her own face. Ella was beyond happy they finally gave in to this feeling. She’d been a bit concerned, but now, after kissing him, even after the bit of talking, it put her at ease. This truly did feel right in a way that she never experienced – not that she had much experience anyways. “Good,” she laughed, shaking her head some. Adrian was certainly getting a side to her that was reserved for him, possibly for her twin, though in a different way, of course. Fingers lightly tugged to pull him closer, craving the feel of his weight against her. “I agree… I may be the boss, but I am a lady,” she teased, even if she did mean it completely. Everything in her was caving into the need for more of him. Normally, she’d never even consider sleeping with someone so quickly, but this was different, he was different. She truly didn’t want to leave. She wanted to be in his arms. Before she could consider saying anything along those lines, debating if it was too much, his lips were on hers, then trailing down to her neck. Ella gasped, fingers trailing through his hair as her body arched into him instinctively. Eyes closed, biting back a low moan, head tipping up slightly to offer him more of her skin.
Adrian didn’t do anything without ensuring it would be a good investment for him, something that he would benefit from just as much as his client would. He considered it a high risk high reward situation to work with the Moretti family. Sure it was illegal and yes he could get in trouble but the reward of that payroll made it all the much worth it. At least, he felt that way until he actually began working. Ella was a captivating presence from the moment he saw her, the girl practically took his breath away. Don't get Adrian wrong, he kind of assumed that whatever children Nicolai had were going to be good looking since the guy was pretty good looking. But Ella was hands down one of the hottest girls he has ever seen. He wouldn't go as far as saying it was an instant attraction, but the pull was still there. Adding in the danger of sleeping with your boss's daughter and it was something right up Adrian's alley.
"Any man who is afraid of you is not worth giving your time," he reassures. He keeps her close as he speaks, so close he can smell the faint scent of her body wash. "I like a girl who can keep her word, who doesn't take bullshit from others." He's tried the path of overly submissive girls before, ones who do exactly as he says and don't push back. And Adrian does enjoy it but he needs someone who will also mouth off, who wont just bend over backwards and agree to every little thing he does. He grinned when she said the word back to him, giving her small a small nod of encouragement as she focused on trying to say it. "Incendiary, means your temper is immediate and intense. It also means that it can lead to violence," he explained. Adrian knows she has been working on her temper for a while now, and for her credit it has been working. "I like that about you, how intense your anger can be. It's a bit of a turn on."
Just having her body pressed against his was electric and Adrian was taking every moment he could with it. It was difficult for him to find some restraint when he was with her, she drew out an intensity that made him all too aware that he could hardly control himself. "If all my bosses looked as good as you, I would have never gotten an work done." In a quick motion he had Ella pinned beneath him on the couch and his lips latching on to the delicate skin of her neck. Adrian had never been good about slowing things down, especially when he was in Ella's presence. Try as he might to be a good man and take things slow with her, having her right here with him was a different story. His hands were trailing along her soft skin, not enough to bruise but enough for her to know that she was his and he was simply a man completely enamored by her.
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"Don't worry about it, plenty of people take a few days away just to clear their head." Aryan said nonchalantly as he picked up his beer and took a sip. The frustration and hopelessness was evident on her face; Aryan almost felt bad that he was putting her through this. But that's the price one must pay for love. "Well, have you ever thought tha he might be ghosting you?"
Praise kink? Do I have a praise kink? *Laughs* Sir, I was an honors student…Of course, I do.
