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[Finally manages to stop himself and just sits there frozen like that, gripping the sides of the bin so hard that he actually looks like a potential threat]
-his own chest heaving, he turns to wrench open the door handle and flee the scene of their little tryst-
[Actually falls back this time because he’s feeling put off, and there’s a sickness building up in the pit of his stomach too… he leans towards the (luckily nearby) bin and dry-heaves, eyes closing tightly]
-is all like sorry not sorry and sniffs, even though he isn't fucking cry ok-
[Grimaces because he himself can’t control the things he says, and as soon as he says it, he reminds himself of his father] Stop crying, you fucking pussy.
-immediately flips his shit, lashing out and missing Kai's jaw again, instead hitting him in the jugular-
[Yanks him away by the arm with ease—thank god he’s strong—and just glares at him]Â
-spins around, his voice rising to a yell as he fruitlessly tries to tug his arm free- I'M NOT GAY! -and there are fucking tears in his eyes as he bellows, so in denial-
[Groans when he hears the sound and walks over, his torso totally bare] What the fuck?
-furiously punches the same spot, his knuckles already bleeding-
[Just tries to ignore him because he’s feeling a bit confused too, and so he’s lacking his usual snark… though the thought of Robbie, quite drunk, just leaving and potentially getting himself into trouble is worrisome…]
-he decides to make everything better by driving his fist into Kai's poor wall-
[Sighs and leans against the counter, and his shirt is suddenly burning his skin—partially because he’s a little aroused and partially because his mun is a cocktease. He turns his back to Robbie again and just takes off the clingy cotton garment]
-has very abruptly stood up, crossed the room and is standing by the front door, his back heaving as he takes deep breaths-
[Looks away before standing, stumbling back to the freezer to put the vodka in there. There’s a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach, and he’s starting to get the feeling that what they’ve done is terribly wrong]
-hasn't moved from that position when Kai probably turns back, his hands still shaking as a million, stupid, drunken fuelled thoughts rush through his head-
You know, they say that alcohol brings out a person’s true character… [Presses his lips together] Though I should probably kick you out now, since I know the outcome of this.
-he pushes himself away abruptly, sitting up. He has his elbows resting on his knees, and when he pushes his hair from his face and rests his head in his palms, his hands are shaking-
[Just looks soooo fucking smug] That’s a fantastic question.
-he looks completely flabbergasted and shakes his head emphatically- That -- that wasn't --Â
[Blinks when he’s suddenly getting pushed—and let’s be real, he probably doesn’t even budge because he’s a fucking beefcake—so he just pulls back, managing to casually remind him,] We made a bet. You didn’t punch me in the gut, but I know I won’t flinch.
What the feck was that?
[Smirks against his lips, dizzy from alcohol and the refusal to back down, and is careful not to crush him—Rob’s a tiny little thing, though Kai’s starting to feel a serious bulge down there, like damn. Speaking of, he’s careful not to let any tent-pitching occur in his pants either, which is a bit tough since he’s finding it difficult to focus on that.]
-a grunt of his own slips past his lips as his teeth sink into Kai's bottom lip, tugging at it. He's drunk and he's horny as fuck and -- fuck, what the fuck is he doing?- Wha -- -and just like that it's fucking OVER, and now he's seriously shoving Kai away roughly-
[Braces his hands against the couch and entangles their tongues, and was that a groan coming out of the Squib’s mouth? If it was, it was a very soft and subtle one, but a groan nonetheless. He reaches up and tangles a large hand in the Slytherin’s hair, determined not to pull away until he can’t take another moment without air]
-There's no way Rob can convince himself now that he's kissing a girl -- it's so different and yet surprising similar simultaneously somehow. Kai's lips are soft, but the scratch of stubble is something new -- and the hand entangled in his hair is bigger than his own. Still, he doesn't even attempt to pull away yet, finding that he actually quite likes these differences-
[Just parts his lips and presses Rob back against the sofa, not really sure of what he’s doing either—so they’re really both at fault here. His eyes are closed though and he can’t say he hates it… in fact, he’s actually really fucking enjoying it]
-actually allows himself to be pushed back into the cushions, his own eyes shut. The kiss isn't frantic, but rather languid and full of slow pressure-cooker heat. It deepens almost immediately, and soon his tongue is in the other boy's mouth-
[Blinks and takes that as some sort of permission to go on, which he isn’t exactly against—because even with those big girly eyes and that goofy disposition, there’s something about Rob that just—he can’t really explain it, but there’s something. And so their lips reconnect after some hesitance, Kai taking the lead]
-Rob's the kinda guy who surprising gets a lot of sex, and is even more surprisingly pretty decent at it. He goes sort of mindless when his dick is involved -- and right now, he's numb. He's not even sure what he's doing, but it feels really good -- and so, alcohol addled, he just lets it happen-
[Just kinda laughs at those gold-specked green eyes and those long-ass lashes when their mouths meet, and there seems to be a lot less tension than before… but he’s rational enough to realize he’s doing something wrong, so he pulls away and awkwardly clears his throat in lieu of apologizing]
-totally did not expect that -- which he really should have, and he's not really drunk that much considering his history of drinking, but for some reason he's a little brain fucked tonight. So when Kai leans away, he doesn't exactly react how he should do -- instead he is pulled along automatically with the movement, searching for contact again-