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alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
alright babes! i’m moving blogs ♡ i’m going to continue some threads over there and start fresh with others! i updated my muse page a bit, too! if you’d like the url, like this post and i’ll dm you!!
⋮ ⌗ ┆ eileen secured her towel around her, using another to dry her hair. amusement found it's way to her features once again. ❛❛ xavier… hey—relax. it's fine, you're fine. it was an accident. ❜❜ she laughed, continuing to dry her hair. ❛❛ you don't have to pretend xavier. i promise you, it's okay! ❜❜
his entire body feels like it’s caught flame, and the more eileen talks - - the hotter that fire grows. eyes lift, trying not to linger on her bare collarbones before xavier meets her gaze. “if you’re sure,” he murmurs breathlessly. “wait, you don’t want me to pretend i never…saw you?”
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Marley's fingers almost tremble as she sits in her lap. This was a direct defiance to everything her family forces her to stand for, and she's high on it. Adrenaline is coursing through her veins, even as she wraps her lips around the joint. She takes a slow drag, eyes locked on the other woman's, before she's coughing out the smoke. Her hand holds her shoulder, the other pressing to her own chest. "Sorry-- sorry," she says through another cough.
charisse can’t help the smile that curls on her glossy lips as her arms wrap around marley’s waist. it’s so endearing, marley’s innocence, and charisse doesn’t want to take that away - - she just hopes to broaden marley’s horizons. watches in awe as marley takes a drag and can’t help but giggle as she coughs. “you okay, babe?” charisse asks, looking up at the other through her lashes. “you are so beautiful,” the words are mused as she gently plucks the joint from marley’s hand. “wanna try something fun?” she lifts the joint to her lips, but doesn’t take a drag yet, “lean forward.”
they're just words. words that will repeat like a promise in the back of his mind, the lingering wish to always be everything matthias needs feeling like an impossible dream when his best friend deserves the entire world. and teddy would give it to him if he could. it's unfair to take so much comfort in the assurance matthias won't marry clement, hand squeezing the other male's in a silent promise that he'll always pick him too. “ no one would marry me. ” he counters just as easily — how could they when anything he has to give already belongs to his best friend. “ if they do, it'll be my parent's arrangement and i'll need you around to keep me sane in whatever estate they intend to send me off to. ” a package deal. the words are offered in jest and yet not without precedent when he looks at his older siblings. it's a possibility teddy does his best not to linger on — he doesn't want any of it anyway, not thE money or his family name, just the hand in his own as he holds a little tighter. if matthias asked he'd pick him too, of course he would. “ you flatter me too much. ” he jokes rather than acknowledge the heat that spreads through his cheeks. it's not enough to feel the soft press of his lips to his finger, gaze unwavering on matthias as his breath only exhales with the sudden move of the other male and the opportunity to do anything more foolish is passed. “ forever. ” he agrees softly. “ you can draw, and i shall read, and we can travel the world together as broke bohemians. ”
thumb brushes over the back teddy’s hand after squeezing it in return - - an oath to never leave his side. brows furrow as matthias dips to meet teddy’s gaze, free fingers lifting his chin so he can’t look away. “it breaks my heart to hear you say that, my darling,” and perhaps the pet name is a little much, but it rolls so easily from matthias’ lips. “people will be lined up to marry you. droves of ‘em. and i’ll have to make my way through the crowd and claim you as mine.” matthias never learned how to share. he grew up with very little, learned to cling onto anything he had as if it might vanish if he loosened his white-knuckle grip. and matthias cannot stand the idea of sharing teddy ( the love of his life ). in fact, he hates it. the thought hits matthias like a roaring storm - - if teddy’s parents were to know about him, if they were to ever know how close he and teddy were, if they were to ever find out about the feelings he harbored for teddy, they’d send teddy far away. “i’m not so sure your spouse would enjoy my company,” he says through a mirthless laugh, “and i wouldn’t want to get in the way of you…starting a family.” the final words come out trembling and matthias’ chest aches. the pain subsides ( temporarily ) when gaze catches teddy’s pink cheeks. “are you blushing, my dear theodore?” his voice isn’t teasing or taunting - - no, it’s fond and utterly endeared. fingers brush over teddy’s skin, a dimpled grin dancing on matthias’ lips. “i must paint you like this…so beautiful,” he murmurs almost to himself as blue eyes track every inch of teddy’s face, memorizing how he looks in this moment ( as if he hasn’t sketched teddy’s face a million times before ). as soon as he has teddy under his arm, matthias places a lingering kiss atop his head, smiling at the other’s proposal. “yeah? we might as well get married while we’re at it…don’t you think?” it’s not a joke, but he’s ready to play it off as one should teddy recoil from it.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ she couldn't believe this was real. zuri had always been scared of crossing that boundary with reece. like if she fell too fast and too deep she'd regret it, and it would ruin one of her most cherished friendships. she had always had small daydreams of what it'd be like to be reece's. to be more than just his best friend. and it was always something that brought a smile to her face, something that she'd hoped for. ❛❛ i'll never stop letting you. ❜❜ she exhaled, her heart pounding in her chest. zuri knew that this was going to change the trajectory of their friendship into something greater, it was certain at this point. and she wouldn't want it any other way. the second he leaned in to press his lips against hers, she could feel herself instantly melt. she had thought of this moment so many times, and it was still better than her imagination. zuri moved her hands from his chest to the back of reece's neck, pulling him in closer.
zuri was a goddess, the most gorgeous person in the world ( inside and out ). reece was sure she’d been woven from the cosmos, with stardust sprinkled on her skin and comets burning beautifully in her eyes. part of him was terrified. he didn’t have much experience, having spent most of his life focusing on football, and what if zuri could pick up on that? and even more so, what if she grew tired of him - - and changed her mind. that would be devastating. but, he knows he shouldn’t worry about that now, not when she’s in his arms and they’re both giddy like teenagers. he grounds himself to the moment, brushing his thumb over her cheek as he gets lost in those eyes of hers. “i hope not…i don’t think i could live a life without you,” reece smiles hopelessly, utter devotion and affection in his gaze. the kiss was mind blowing, heart racing, and made him weak in the knees. and as zuri pulls him closer, reece’s hands move to her lower back and a soft moan escapes him ( which brings a blush to his cheeks ).
he doesn't want their first time to be in this car, but he can't fucking breathe with the way hart's lips touch his skin, the way his words vibrate against him. he's not used to being the more patient one, but the other rivals him so perfectly. it sends tingles down his spine.
joey needs this attention to be turned back to hart or he'll scream. he can feel his hardening cock pressing to the zipper of his jeans and it makes him squirm. his lips part slightly, like they're looking to be kissed, looking to be used. his eyes flutter, but never fully shut, doing his best to stay on the, thankfully mostly empty, road, while hart licks his skin. "if you want to be my good boy, you'll need to be actually good, and stay in your seat." yet, hart's moan plays over and over and over in his ears, and he knows he'd do anything to hear it again.
hart so desperately desires their first time to be perfect for joey, and he’ll do anything to ensure it. hart knows, no matter what, it’ll be perfect for him. mind blowing, euphoric, better than any dream. but for joey? hart feels a little insecure. but, he figures, he’s off to a good start with the way joey is aroused and squirming in his seat.
he has to have joey, has to devour him. a smirk dances on hart’s lips and he palms joey once more, this time applying pressure. in his peripheral, hart can see the way joey’s lips look - - full, kissable, fuckable. he nips at joey’s earlobe, letting another moan escape him when he hears the words my good boy. joey said my. and, fuck, he’s a goner - - especially if joey keeps using that phrase. huffs playfully and moves back into his seat, but his hungry gaze doesn’t leave joey. “i’ll do anything to be your good boy,” each word is coated in lust, hand reaching up to comb through joey’s hair.
joey adjusts his hips in his seat, let's hart's hand go higher. his eyes stay trained on the road, fearing that if he takes even a glance, he'll crash this car. "seven minutes, baby. you can do it." the pet name falls from his lips like it's nothing, so easily integrated into his vocabulary for hart.
his hand squeezes hart's thigh, higher, daring to brush over where he needs it most. his brow quirks, and he brings his free hand up from his lap to hold his head, to keep him close to his jaw. he hums in satisfaction, smiling to himself at the kisses, that send sweet pleasure down to his cock. "be a good boy, hart," he says, twisting his fingers into the back of his hair.
joey calls him baby and it sounds like honey, so sweet, so affectionate, like he belongs to joey - - and in a way he does, in a way he always has. hart’s fingers dance over joey’s cock, a thrill rushing through his veins that he’s the reason for the brunette’s arousal. “i can’t,” timbre is low, “i’m impatient…you know this.”
“god, joey,” the words are hissed as he experiences the other’s touch for the first time ( even if it’s over denim ). hart’s embarrassingly hard and feeling needy and desperate. he loves being held in place, hopes there’s more of that in store once they arrive at their destination. good boy - - and hart audibly moans over the simple words. licks a slow stripe underneath joey’s ear before whispering against the shell of it, “i’ll be your good boy. just you wait.”
it hadn't been cassius to pull away that night, and it hasn't been him creating the craters in their relationship every day since. it was just a phone call, just needed to be ignored, but something in the curly-haired brunet's body willed him to answer, and ever since the two haven't been the same. "hm?" gaze drops to the hand around his wrist. swallows, harder than expected, at the combined sound of how the other's voice sounds. looks into ari's eyes after a beat. "toying with your emotions... in regards to wanting you? really ari?"
the phone call wasn’t even important, not really. ari’s younger sister needed advice on how to cook her dinner ( a family recipe he knew by heart ). it was only a five minute phone call, he could’ve returned to cassius, apologized for the interruption, and resumed their activities. but in that five minutes, panic made an unwelcome home in ari’s chest, causing him to struggle for air. he was careful with his heart ( some might say too careful ), and he feared the cassius might break it. not because he was a bad person, but because ari didn’t measure up. when cassius’ gaze meets his, ari’s stomach does a flip. “i…yeah,” a defeated sigh as he combs his fingers through his hair. “i didn’t want to be…a hookup. i wanted…i want…to be more than that, but i know you might not feel the same.” and, fuck, he’s just ruined everything. every stone he placed around his heart comes crashing down and fear fills brown doe eyes.