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checking in from mobile for now. I haven’t been on in a few days because my internet and phone have been off. The matter is straightened out now so  when I’m off work in a few hours and I can get on my laptop, I can get started on all my replies.

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The little girl bursts into her mommy's classroom, a blue ribbon pinned to a bright red cardigan, her big brown eyes shining and a cowlick in her pixie cut -a haircut she insisted on having because her mommy had it- with her father, a tall and muscular male with dark hair and grey eyes right behind her. "Mommy! My electric potato won the Storybrooke Science fair! Just like you and Daddy said!" as she scooted to sit on the top of her mommy's school desk.

“Oh that’s my smart girl!” Mary lifted her daughter from the floor and hugged her tight spinning around in a circle. “I told you baby, you can be and do anything you set your mind to! As long as you can think it, you can achieve it.” Mary set her back down so she could sit up on her desk and walked over to Jackson. “hello handsome, glad you could make it. Our daughter is one special girl.” She walked back over to her and pet her hair down trying to get it to cooperate. “Now, what do you say to mommy taking you out for ice cream after school to celebrate huh? Congratulations my sweet girl. I always believed in you.” Mary Margaret kissed her daughter softly then thought of how she would love to have another one to raise just like this one because she was so in love with her little family. She could have a sibling, wouldn’t have to be alone like she was growing up. Mary looked up at Jackson and really took him in, then compared him to her daughter, she looked just like him except for the haircut now that was all mommy. “Alright sweetie, better get going. Ms. Mills will come looking for you, and you know she can be scary when angry.” Mary sent her on her way back to class then looked up at Jackson shutting the door. “I want another baby.” She blurted out not really meaning to. “I… I’m sorry. Could’ve worked more up to it… But yeah.. I do. I want another child jack.” Mary called him that when she REALLY wanted something. “so, what do you say?”

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Jackson,, The little girl nodded and hugged her mommy tight in all her excitement and then said " I wanted to show you right away." As Jackson chuckled from behind and added "And I just wanted to see my wife before tonight. Her teacher said it was alright if she came down. Also said she'd like to talk to us later today about maybe putting our baby girl into the accelerated program. She has the highest grades in her class." with their daughter cutting in to say "Because I am smart like my momma and daddy." with a proud grin. The teacher came for their daughter and Jackson smiled and gave their little girl a hug before turning back to Mary. Just as she said she wanted another Jackson blurted it out too. He pulled her against him and kissed her gently as he said "want that very much myself Mary. I wanted to ask you that too. I love our family. "

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The little boy walked out to his father as his father was working on something in their garage and tugged his sleeve. He had dark brown hair and hazel eyes, just like the older man. In his hands he held a sandwich and his father's favorite beer. "Daddy! Momma said we eatin. Whatcha working on?" as he shuffled his sneakers against the garage's cement flooring, falling silent again, another thing he got from his father... The quiet nature. Strong but quiet. A blonde stands in the doorway, smiling.

Derek rolled out from under his Camaro. “Hey big guy. Thanks!” He took the sandwich and the drink then hugged his son. “Well, would you like to see? Come here.” Derek pulled him under the car with him and showed him all of the things he was tinkering with. “Don’t touch.. It could hurt you.” They rolled back out and he grabbed his food, drink, and carried his son back inside. “Dinner time huh? I must’ve lost track of time. Hey sweetheart.” Derek purred leaning across the table to kiss his girlfriend’s forehead. “The sandwich is great. Thank you. Sorry for being late to the dinner table, lost track of time under that car. Always do… You think I would learn.” Yes, Derek was the strong and silent type just like his son had grown up to be, but around his family he was always happy and talkative. “Aww bud! Your show’s on. How about we take this family gathering to the living room?” Derek had become an actor on the side to help pay for their things, being handsome has its perks, he turned on the tv and there was Derek’s face right front in center reading off some cheesy line in this family comedy show. He kissed the top of his son’s head then his girlfriend’s cheek. “Missed you guys. Glad we’re all home.”

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Cristobel,, She smiled sweetly from the door of their garage. It always made her happy, watching Derek with their son. “Did you bring daddy his sandwich, cutie?” She asked as she stepped into the garage and made her way over to Derek. “I for one am very glad that you are back. You were missed very much.” She mutters as she leans in giving Derek a kiss. Their son smiled and then asked “Daddy, will I be able to fix things when I am big too? And you can help like now! I love working on stuff with ya.” As he took a big bite of his food. At the mention of the show Cris smiled and nodded as she hugged against Derek and said “yeah we better or we will miss it and we haven’t missed an episode yet.” While following her boys into their living room. She snuggled into Derek and smiled to herself when he kissed her head right at the same time as their son wiggled into place in both their laps. “I love you Derek Hale. ”

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The little girl looked up at her daddy in awe. She tugged his sleeve and when she had his attention, she crawled up and into his arms. "Daddy... when I get big... I'm gonna marry you. Because I love you. And I never wanna leave you." she said as she rubbed her little chubby cheeks against his face and stared up at him with bright baby blue eyes, her mother's hair. The door opens and the mother of the little girl walks in, brown hair and eyes. "Wolfman, we did it! We got the new house!"

Isaac pulled his daughter into his arms and hugged her tight. “Oh my sweet girl, then the two of us will just have to get married huh? Don’t want to lose my baby girl. You’re too good for any boys anyway.” Isaac kissed her forehead then smiled up at his wife. “shut up! You’re kidding!? That’s great.” He walked over to Charmaine with their daughter in his arms and hugged them both tightly.

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Charmaine,,

“Mommy said I could but I had to share.” the little girl smiled, nuzzling against him as she nodded and said “They are yucky. There’s one, he’s in my class. He eats boogers.. And glue.” as she hugged onto her father and then asked, “Can we has tea party? You always make the coolest teddy bear growls.” 

Charmaine smiled to herself watching them when she’d come in. Isaac was so very different than he had been when they first met... He was happier, she could see it in his eyes. She hugged him back and pulled him into a kiss, hugging their daughter also. “And the agent called on my way in from work and told me this house will probably sell quickly, which is good.... Because I know why I haven’t felt good this week... I took a test earlier... It looks like you’re going to be a daddy again.” she smiled brightly as she held against him, breathing in his cologne.

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The little boy raced to his mommy's back, laughing, an impish grin on his face, tugging at the hem of her favorite designer skirt. "Mama! Daddy and me put the tree house together! Come see! Daddy said we're gonna sleep outside tonight! Oh can we, please?" as he raked a hand at a runny little nose, his strawberry blond short hair sticking up everywhere, brown hues wide, begging his mom.. He just had to be able to camp tonight. And maybe they could all fit in his treehouse.

Lydia squeaked as her son pulled on her skirt. “Baby, mommy’s busy. I’m making dinner remember?” She poured noodles into boiling water as her and Adam’s second son kicked her rather hard. “Ah!” She patted her tummy and sighed. “Tell your father that he needs to take a bath before dinner. You too young man. You both are filthy after being outside all day.” Lydia bent down the best she could with her pregnant stomach and smoothed out her son’s hair that looked just like her own. “Mommy will see it after dinner. How about that? Can I join you boys?” She knew she couldn’t actually sleep up in the tree house, not without complications, but she could stay until her son fell asleep. “Now go wash up handsome boy, or I’ll give you the bath myself!” Lydia knew that would scare her son off to the bathroom to do as told.

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ADAM,,

“I am not that dirty, woman.” Adam spoke up from the door, covered in dirt and sawdust and pine straw and leaves. He shook off a little and he took off heavy soled work boots and sat them on the back porch because he knew Lydia might actually do her banshee scream if she had to mop for a second time that day. 

And she was pregnant, and no way in hell was he pissing her off again. He loved her feistiness, he really did, but the horomones this time, oh man. He walked over to her, his hands gently find her rounded stomach as he leans in to kiss her and then says against her lips, “But I will take a bath.. How about you get in with me.” while smiling, winking at her. “I love you.” he s aid next.

“Ew! Kissing is yucky.” their son observed as he set about digging around for hidden candy. “Not before dinner son. Go take a bath like mom told you. Now.”

Their son took off to take a bath and Adam held Lydia against him, “You’re the best thing that’s happened to me.You and our two little ones.”

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"Come on, little princess. Out of the tub. I know you love the water but you have to get out and go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow!" the muscular male said as he grabbed a towel and picked up their little girl, carefully wrapping her in it. She looked at her father and asked, "Are mommy and my little brother comin home tomorrow? Because uncle AA picks bad clothes... I wore mismatched socks today, Daddy! Mismatched! And mommy makes the best peanut butter sandwiches." The male laughed.

Ariel had been in the hospital for the past week trying to give birth to their son. She had been having complications, guess being a human turned mermaid turned back to human does that to a girl. “Andrew!! I need my husband!!” Ariel screamed out at a nurse as she tried to give the pregnant patient another shot but Ariel slapped it away. “I. Want. Andrew.” Ariel thought of her daughter and how that pregnancy was so much easier, this was hell. “Get this baby out of me!” She cried out as her doctor walked in. They forced Ariel into labor and their son was born around midnight without his father. “Can I see him?” She asked weakly as a nurse handed him to her. “Hey little guy. You look just like your daddy…” A machine beeped loudly and nurses took her child away as Ariel passed out. Andrew’s cell phone rang at 1 in the morning. “Mr. Roberts?” The doctor’s voice spoke out across the line. “You’re a father to two. Congratulations. Unfortunately, I have bad news regarding Ariel. Can you come in?”

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ANDREW,,

Waiting was pure hell. Their daughter was clinging to him, she was whimpering softly through a curtain of hair. Anderson and Alex were with him but Andrew felt... he felt alone.

Completely and totally alone.

“Andy, man.. Ariel’s fucking strong, she’s going to be okay.” Alex.

“Andrew, c’mon.. You have to keep it together for baby girl. And your son.” Anderson.

Andrew felt sick; like he’d throw up at any second. The doctors kept coming in and out and not telling him a damn thing and the more it happened, the angrier he got. He’d been to see their son 3 times. He’d punched every fucking wall on the inside and outside of that hospital and...

He just wanted her back. Okay.

Arguing with him and cuddling with him, singing to their daughter, painting the nursery... Leaving love notes in the steam on the bathroom window when she finished her showers so he’d find them and smile.

Finally, he passed his daughter off to Alex because Alex was going back to the nursery to see their son and as soon as he saw the doctor, he had the guy pinned. “Tell me what the fuck anyone is doing to help my wife. Right now or I swear to God I’ll beat your ass in the ground now.” Andrew growled. 

The lights on the hallway flickered. The doctor might not rrealize it, but he was speaking to a very angry psuedo god. And if Andrew let Zeus come to the surface for even a moment...

This man was dually fucked.

“Tell me, Doctor.. What the fuck is going on with my wife? Why can’t I see her? I jsut want to see her! ANSWER ME!”

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Open || Maybe I'm Not the Hero || Hercules

Hercules has long since been possessed by a very dark spirit. A nogitsune he had heard whispers of but was unsure if it were true or not. When his friend told him they needed his help, Hercules shrugged and laughed. “No chance. I’m not the hero anymore. Maybe I was never meant to BE the hero. All of that stuff was crap anyway. Just leave me alone.”

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LORNA,,

He was nothing like he’d been when she met him. He was darker, moodier. It scared the meek blonde. So much so that she almost turned and ran to hide. Because her god angry.. It wasn’t a pretty sight. 

Instead, she takes a few deep breath and steps forward. 

“I’m not going anywhere. I won’t leave you like this.” the blonde tried to say the words bravely though her golden brown hues were wide with the slight fear that he might turn angrier. Her hand tentatively goes to his shoulder, she acts as if she might snatch it away at the first sign of angry aggression but she’s ...

She’s determined. 

“You are the hero. You... You’re acting differently, it’s scaring me.” Lorna admitted, her teeth grazing at her lower lip as she looked at his eyes. There was something off about his eyes too...

What was wrong with him?

Whatever it was, she had to help him and soon... She couldn’t lose him... Not like this, not to darkness.

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"He started it, daddy! So I had to kick his ass. He said it wasn't right, havin two daddies and no mommy." the little sandy haired blonde boy with ice blue eyes said with firmly crossed arms. From behind the little boy, a taller blond male with icy blue eyes stood looking at the other male as he sighed and shook his head... Couldn't people just get a fucking grip? Really? He and his husband were very happy and no, their family might not be traditional but... It was family, god damn it.

Dean pulled his son in for a hug and held him close. “Don’t you listen to them baby. Those children are wrong. But hey, language young man. Daddies can talk like that because we are grown men, but you can not. You hear me? You need to be good and not speak like that. I’ll ride up to your school tomorrow to discuss their twisted discrepancies on how families should be. Why don’t you go start your homework? I need to speak to your father.” Dean kissed his forehead and let him run off to his room. “Ambrose… I’m not going through this again! We can’t relocate our son! He’ll live the shitty life I did! He won’t finish high school! Wind up getting a GED and probably work in a McDonald’s. I can’t live this way anymore. Why can’t people accept us for what we are? A happy family.” Dean teared up then tensed up as he got angry. He walked to their refrigerator and took a long sip from his whiskey. “We can’t do this again… I won’t.”

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DEAN A.,,

Dean got down to his son’s eye level and shook his head, aggrivated by the way the kids were treating little JD. “You tell dad, tiger... Which of ‘em did it? I’ll go find the kid and... People seriously piss me off. I thought this town was going to be progressive, love.” His ice blue hues locked on the soft green eyes of his husband and he sighed, holding his hand out for the bottle too. He took a long sip while he considered their options... Because he was putting his son and his husband before anything else. They were his family, his mom never bothered to come around... That bridge burnt when he was a kid, having a childhood that equals the stuff of nightmares will do that to you though.

And his husband and son were going to have to live in this the duration that he was away, on the road with the show and unable to protect them from the harsh words and the whispers -or like that last fucked up town, a brick through the living room window at 2 am- and if it wasn’t going to be safe, if they couldn’t be happy here. He considers a moment asking if the two want to just try and go live around Lawerence with Sammy but... That angel guy... He’d get Castiel to look in on them more... And Seth or Roman when one or the other wasn’t on the road and he couldn’t be home with his boys like he wanted and wished he could.

Finally, with a determined look in ice blue hues he clears his throat and sits the bottle down, looking at his handsome husband...

“We’re not goin any god damn where. We’re here, we’re queer, these small minded fucks can fuck off. JD has been through one damn move too many... I mean last year when the demons came after you, babe... That was the last straw. We’ve been okay until now... Why the hell would the kids in JD’s class start this up now? I bet it was that Tara bitch on the school board.” Dean stated boldly, picking up their son and holding him as he hugged his husband and sighed into the man’s hair. “Relax, babe... Let the Lunatic handle this, okay? This family has been through one hell of a lot worse and we’re all still here and together.” Dean reassured his husband, 

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When you really really want to answer an Rp but you can’t find the right words and you are answering other RPs faster than the speed of light and you are sure the other RPer thinks you are being a douchebag but in reality you are just like

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Jake, peace and quiet

There had been the party, and it had been crowded, he and Cristobel got out, got some air… It had been nice. Forgetting things for a while was definitely nice. Plus it kept Jake away from the alcohol, he tended to get very… Un-Jake-like when he was drinking, irritable, liked to fight. He was normally quite sweet and kind and caring. And maybe they left at just the right time.

He looked over at her for a moment and then smiled softly, it seemed like ages had passed, and, maybe he was mistaken, but, was that the start of dawn coming over the horizon? “You aren’t cold, are you? Let me know if you are, you can have my jacket…” He said softly. He was brought up to be a very old fashioned gentleman, his dad was the same, his mother was sort of… Classical, very prim and proper, it was just his up bringing. @ofprettywildthingsindierp

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Cristobel,,

It was probably better that she’d left the bar. The second she and Jake were outside the tension just sort of melted away. She might have possibly been having a mild panic because the crowd was huge that night and she’d never done terribly with big crowds.  They’d been walking and talking for what seemed like minutes now, but it was actually hours, the bar was at least 3 blocks back and they’d just wandered.

It amazed her how much she opened up, really, it did. The sadness had also started to melt away the more they talked and jake made several good points about her carrying it around with her during their conversation. She’d pretty much told him all of it, everything that was bothering her.

She shook her head, nodded to the rising sun and then admitted with a soft smile, “I’m fine. It’s not really that cold. You probably need your jacket more. I can’t believe we were out here all night... It felt good to just talk... Do you want to get breakfast somewhere?” she asked, leaning against him a little, shyly.

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Carter. Little surprise

She knew how much Sean liked cakes, she’s seen his reaction to the cupcakes she made, and do she made him a little present, not anything too extravagant, but it was a box of six rather large cupcakes, all different flavours. And she had even wrapped it up for him.

“Hey, Sean…?” She said softly, biting her lip. “I made you something..” She also wanted to talk to him, not over anything bad, but, she was just curious as to what his future plans were, wether or not he was planning on leaving again. She kind of wanted him to stay but, well, hey, she wouldn’t hold himself if he wanted to go, she refused to be that kind of person.

But he was just do sweet and cute, he thought he was annoying, he said do once before when he was drunk. But he hadn’t ever annoyed her, he only ever made her feel better. She would miss him a hell of a lot if he was going to leave again. @ofprettywildthingsindierp

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Sean,,

Sean’s head shot up and he gave a bright smirk. He held up a finger to the building inspector and then told the guy, “I’ll be right back. There’s someone here I really want to see.” as he made his way over to where Carter stood in the bare bones building that was soon going to become his bar and grill. 

He’d actually been wanting to see Carter again, because he’d gotten a bit of an idea... That maybe, if she worked with him in his new business venture at the bar and grill he was building currently, she’d be around a lot more. 

He lliked her a lot. Spending time with her made him happy. 

He hugged her and smiled, looking at the box. “For me?” He asked, a teasing and gentle grin as he took the box and inhaled deeply. “So, this is going to be my bar and grill.. What do you think? I missed you, woman.” he asked, moving to stand closer to her, his hand finding her lower back when someone came by with paint and some other things for the reno a little too quickly. 

“Actually, Carter, I’m glad you came by... I remember us talking about two nights ago... You told me you wanted to do something.... I think I have an idea or a way to help you... I have selfish reasons, of course, seeing you more is definitely a plus and if you did this, I would... Shit. I’m bad at this.. Do you want to walk back to my office space so we can talk in a quieter room?” he asked, smiling at her.

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I reimagined Lestat and now I sort of tenatively want to reimagine Louis... And fix a few things about him that bugged me and never made sense. Kicking around possible FCS here but this is what I have so far...

(Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue / Sixx Am.)

( jacobi shaddix of Papa Roach)

(Sebastian Bach from Skid Row)

(Brett Michaels from Poison)

..... Decisions, Decisions. I’m leaning towards Nikki or Brett just because reasons.. But for what I have in mind Sebastian could work too... Hmm.

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"STOP TOUCHING ME! STOP! DADDY MAKE HER STOPPPPPPP." the little boy with the light brown hair - Scott Jr- begged from the backseat as his slightly older sister with auburn smirked and then said "Daddy, he started it. He's back here eating all my easter candy. All of it!" and the older woman in the passenger seat, their mom, turned around and gave her husband a sympathetic smile before making the remark, "See now, Scott why we don't give the kids dessert before dinner?" leaning against him...

“Hey! HEY!” Scott growled his red eyes making an appearance for a short second getting his children to calm down. “You will BOTH share the Easter candy. It was for both of you. Look what you guys did! Now daddy’s in trouble.” Scott huffed and kept driving them to the restaurant. “Aww come on Isabelle you know I’m a sucker for spoiling our children. I can’t help it… I love them. Or have you forgotten that I spoil you too?” He shook his head and pulled into the parking lot. “No more fights you two or daddy will lock you both up on the next full moon. No runs for either of you. Now settle down. Making me regret being the nice parent…” Scott laughed then climbed out of the car and unbuckled his son from his car seat. “What did daddy tell you Scotty? Be nice to your sister.”

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“No! We can’t miss the next run, we can’t.” both children groaned, giving each other a quick dirty look. Yeah, unfortunately, they had their mommy’s temper. Isabelle smiled softly, the two of them were always arguing. It was like her and her older brothers all over again.

“Oh I know. Trust me, I know. You’re a sweetheart like that.” Isabelle smiled as she leaned in to kiss him. “You’re amazing, Scott.... I was going to wait until after this but.... I might be pregnant again?” Isabelle smiled as she held his gaze and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

While he got their son out, she got their daughter out and worked on straightening the bow. “This bow is too big.” Isabelle laughed as she wound up taking down their daughters hair and smiling. “Better. I should have listened to you, babe. You tried to tell me to just leave it down. I had to be stubborn.”

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a psa;;

If I post an open starter, and you want to respond to it,

                                           DO THE THING!

❝ But the starter has already been replied too by someone else! ❞

                                           I don’t care, do the thing.

❝ But you posted it hours/days/weeks months ago! ❞

                                          Do. The. Thing.

❝ But I don’t know if I can… ❞

                                         This is your permission.                                          Do the thing.

❝ But you’re so quality, and I’m not! ❞

                                          I don’t care, do the thing.

Look, there’s nothing more depressing than making a starter, big or small, and having no one reply to it. It just sits there, empty, unused, unloved. If it happens enough the role player will stop posting open starters all together, defaulting instead to people who they know will answer them for sure. Or in some extreme cases leave the community. 

Open starters are open for a reason. Any one of my followers can answer them hours, days, weeks, heck even months after they’ve been posted. That’s why they’re tagged open.

So please, if you ever, ever, see a starter post tagged open that looks interesting to you RESPOND TO IT! 

You’re not going to annoy me, in fact you will make my day. You’re not going to see it but I’m probably going to do a little happy dance in my seat, or grin like an idiot, or make high pitched squeaky noises, or all of the above, because you, yes you, responded to the starter I posted.

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“Oops. I dropped my fork…”

dirty thanksgiving meme - accepting because bae yes. my partner in sinning 4 lyfeee.

ADAM,,

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ADAM,,

He had her begging and… he.loved.it. The cocky smirk came easily as he looked up from his spot between her legs. “I’m not teasing.” he mumbled, wondering for a few seconds why she didn’t respond to him saying he loved her.

He really did.

He pushed the concern out of his mind, he’d ask her why later, no sense in fucking up a good moment now. Her hand wrapped around his shaft and he groaned deep in his throat as her hand moved over it slowly, his head fell back. “Fuck… Lydia. you’re gonna finish me before we even start, babe.” he muttered as his lips found her neck and he pulled her against him, thrusting his member against her naked body.

Dear god this was fucking hot.

“I do, actually. And you were a little nervous yourself.” Adam mumbled next, his hands dragging through her hair, tugging lightly. She was on him in an instant, and he loved every second. He thrust into her and looked up at her as she rode him and he thought to himself that he’d never seen anything quite so beautiful in the world. “You’re fucking amazing.” Adam grunts against her neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh gently, sucking and leaving another mark.

He started to thrust harder, gripping her hips tightly enough to leave imprints of his hands in their wake. and he couldn’t take anymore… He had to get control back. He laid them back on the bed, moving so that he was on top now. “And now, Lydia, it’s my turn.” he gripped her hands as he kissed her all over, every single area of exposed skin he could get his mouth on and he started to really pound her, the headboard beating a steady but quiet rhythym against the wall. “Oh Lydia, babe… Fuck… So tight.” he groaned while slamming into her.