No title available
Origami Around
blake kathryn
TANKHALL
cherry valley forever
Keni
Show & Tell
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Today's Document
art blog(derogatory)
Phantogram Three
izzy's playlists!
shark vs the universe
Noah Kahan
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Color Me Curious
No title available
official daine visual archive
Kiana Khansmith
seen from Bangladesh
seen from United States
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Mexico
seen from Costa Rica
seen from Thailand
seen from United States
seen from Indonesia
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Nepal
seen from Canada
seen from Canada
seen from Russia
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Argentina
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Malaysia
seen from Ireland
seen from Venezuela
seen from Netherlands
@sex-and-spells
Hey, I was so excited to see your blog unlocked, but it's been a while and I'm impatient... So are you planning to post anything or are you on hiatus again? Just curious!
Hey everyone! We apologize for the wait but life has taken over once again. The blog will remain open for you to enjoy our previous stories. But for now there is nothing else in line.Yet.Hang in there, lovelies!~Caylaw
I need help. I read all your stories last night and accidentally said Tristan when my bf and I were fooling around and now he's pissed
[Tristan smirks] I have to say I’m mildly flattered. But mostly I’m concerned because, if you’re fantasizing about someone else while you’re with your boyfriend - he’s clearly not doing something right.
[Adrien cracks up and grins at Tristan] Look at you, you smooth little fucker - becoming the object of women’s fantasies! [glances around the room] Where’s Danielle? She see this shit yet…?
[Tristan growls and shoves Adrien’s shoulder] Shuddup, assface. Just post this shit before she sees it…
I was so happy to see the blog was unlocked, I love all the stories so much!! Are there any more stories on the way soon? :)
Aw, thank you! We were super excited to see an ask in our inbox, too! But yes, there is another story on the way featuring Piper and Adrien. In fact…here’s a little snippet.
Feeling wetness grow between her thighs, Piper gave in and slipped a hand past the waistband of her cotton shorts, giving a light gasp when she finally touched herself. She moved slowly, her fingers traveling over herself as if discovering everything for the first time. It was enthralling and different than anything she’s done before. Fruition began to build quickly and Piper’s hand moved faster, ready for the sweet release. Her lips parted, gasping lightly as her back arched from the bed.
That’s when she heard a soft click.
Piper jolted up, retracted her hand faster than lightening and snagging the blanket to cover herself up. Adrien stood at the door, closed behind him, with a spark in his eye and a small smirk on his lips.
“Adrien!” the blonde squeaked out and then flopped back on the bed, covering her flushed face with her hands. “You have the WORST timing!”
Piper wasn’t sure what she expected. Adrien was bound to be home at any moment, but she didn’t expect his presence so soon. Glancing over at him, she saw his smirk widen. “I personally think I have impeccable timing.”
“No…” she grumbled and went back to covering her face, absolutely mortified that she was caught in such a position. “This was going to be my time and you ruined it.”
“Oh?” Piper glanced at him again. Adrien flashed his infamous smirk. “Well, pardon me. Here I was foolishly thinking I could help you out a little…”
You know what you're doing...
Another Tristan and Danielle By Layla
As soon as she stepped into the kitchen, Dani stepped up behind Tristan’s back to drop a kiss at the side of his head. He didn’t seem surprised to see her, but made a low ‘mmm’ sound when her lips grazed his temple, not looking up from what he had been reading. “I won’t be all that much longer, I promise.”
A small grin crossed her lips as Dani moved across the kitchen to the far end, glancing over her shoulder as she did so. “So translated, that means…probably…four more hours?”
“I’ll try to cut it shorter, Dani.”
She gave a quick nod as she reached up into the cupboard for a glass; “I know you will.”
Silence passed between the pair of them for a few minutes as she moved through the kitchen towards the fridge. It was the sound of a frustrated growl that had her attention again and made the blonde turn to arch an eyebrow at her boyfriend. “What?”
“You know damn well ‘what’.” When she simply lifted her eyebrow a little higher, Tristan growled once again and gestured to her; “You! You’re what!”
“…oh? Well, my apologies if I’m such a bloody distraction, Tristan. I didn’t realize it was an issue.” Was he fucking serious right now?
“Of course you fucking know you’re a distraction, Danielle!”
Green eyes narrowed and she set her glass down probably harder than she needed to. “My mistake.” Because she didn’t feel like arguing with him at goddamn midnight, the blonde bit her tongue in an effort to keep from snarling at him. She just didn’t have the goddamn energy to fight with him at the moment. So fuck him and his goddamn attitude problem. Dani was getting a damn drink and going the hell back to bed. If he felt like fighting, then what the fuck ever. He could fight with himself.
Or that was what she had been thinking and about to say before she felt hot and rough hands grabbing her hips from behind. “I don’t think it was a mistake at all. I think you do this shit on purpose to get a rise out of me…”
Her neck twisted so she could snarl at him; “Oh, fuck you. I came out here to grab something to—”
Her words cut off when his mouth crushed against hers and he spoke in a harsh and raspy growl against her throat. “Traipsing around in front of me in this little thing…you fucking know exactly what seeing you look like this does to me, Danielle. You know I can’t focus on anything - not when you’ve got all this skin showing.” His hands moved from her hips to travel up the sides of her body and a little groan left the blonde at his touch. “So I think you knew exactly what you were doing when you came out here. What do you think about that?”
Eyebrows knitted together. “I think you’re out of your goddamn mind if you think I’m fucking you after the way you just snapped at me for no reason.”
A smirk tugged his lips upwards and Danielle had to bite her own lip to stop herself from grinning at him. “Oh? Is that so?”
Her back was pressed to his chest and she twisted her neck a little further so she could lift herself onto her toes to clamp down with her teeth and drag them down his earlobe; “That’s exactly so, Gale.” Green eyes met brown and the look behind them was challenging and almost dangerous. It drove her immediately out of her mind; “Why? Did you delude yourself into thinking something differently?”
Tristan didn’t answer her. Instead, he laughed for a split second before his hands slid back to her hips. It happened in a quick flash. Dani was bent forward so in order to prevent herself slamming forward, she had to quickly slap her palms against the countertop in front of them. Her nightgown was short enough that he didn’t even have to move it any, but the little scrap of green that was separating him from her was quickly yanked down over her hips until it fell to her ankles. And then she felt him. Not inside of her the way she wanted, but against her. Sliding and teasing her. That motherfucker was right there. She could him pressing against her and feel the hard thickness of him sliding slowly up and down against her…but wouldn’t push in. Instead, she could hear the fucking smirk on his face as he teased her a few minutes; “I thought you weren’t fucking me?”
“Clearly I’m not, Dickhead!”
Another laugh left him. “You can change that, you know…just have to tell me what you know I want to hear…”
Goddamnit. He was such an arrogant dick sometimes. But holy shit if he didn’t pull it off with more sex appeal than anyone she would ever know in her life. However, instead of telling him what he wanted to hear, the blonde growled and tried to pull away from him - to no avail. He was stronger than her and she didn’t really want out of his grip, anyways. Especially with the way he was pushing against her and toying with her to hell and back. After a few minutes of her attempts at holding out against him, a little whimper left the blonde and she arched her back, and pressed her hips as tigh as she could against him; “Stop doing this to me!”
“Is it that bad, my love?”
“Tristan, fucking hell!”
“Just tell me what you want, Danielle…that’s all you’ve got to do…tell me that you did this shit on purpose because you wanted me to fuck you and you get what you want…”
It wasn’t all the time that her boyfriend did shit like this to her. If it was, she would’ve told him to fuck himself a long damn time ago. But once in awhile, when he was in the right mood, this happened. And while it drove her absolutely insane, there was something so goddamn sexy and it was a such an incredible turn on for the little blonde, that she would give him just about anything he wanted. Which meant she didn’t hold out long before the longing and almost whining voice left her in a begging plea for him; “God-fucking-damnit, Tristan…yes…I wanted you to fuck me…”
Again, she could hear the smirk on his face when he responded; “That’s what I thought…”
In a swift movement, Dani’s left leg was lifted and Tristan had her knee bent and pinned onto the countertop. His other hand gripped at her shoulder and before she realized what was happening, he thrust into her and their loud gasps, moans, and groans mixed together as he continued to build up more ardor with each thrust. The sound of flesh slapping flesh, Dani’s hips crashing against the table, and the loud gasps that would leave her when his fingers would thread through her hair and give it a hard yank echoed throughout the room.
“Tristan, harder!” A smirk touched his lips and he did as she asked, using her hips as an anchor so he could thrust into her with everything he had. Danielle’s body trembled and just as she was about to cry out - he stopped. It was a split second - if that - before the blonde whipped her head back around to glower at him; “What’re you doing?!”
Tristan only grinned, before using her hips to twist her around; “So impatient, my love. When have I ever left you wanting more, hmm?” He didn’t give her the chance to answer.
Instead, keeping his grip on her waist, Tristan lifted his girlfriend up onto the kitchen counter. When her arms reached out for him, he caught her wrists and pinned them down alongside her thighs. The blonde frowned, but instantly dropped her head back and released a loud and long moan when her boyfriend dropped to his knees in front of her and let his tongue slide up the insides of her thighs. Her one leg wrapped up around his shoulder to hook behind his neck so she could pull him in towards herself and when he followed along with her guiding, Dani’s hips shifted forward to get him to her all the sooner. The second Tristan’s tongue began to explore, Danielle’s entire body seized up. Every muscle tightened and tensed. He still held her wrists pinned to her sides and she bunched her hands into fists, wanting more than anything to thread them through his dark hair.
“Tristan…please…” A grin crossed his face, but he didn’t stop what he was doing. Only let his tongue move over her faster as he finally released his hold on her so he could let his fingers join in. As soon as she had her hands free, Danielle slid one down to grab at his hair and the other slipped up over her own body. Green eyes rolled back in her head and as she grazed her fingertips over her breasts, Danielle tugged at her boyfriend’s hair, moaning as his tongue and fingers continued to work in and against her. “Tristan, get up here…now…I want you inside me.”
His dark eyes flicked up and when he saw the look on his girlfriend’s face, the way her own hand slid across her skin - he wasn’t in any possible position to deny her what she wanted anymore. He lifted himself quickly and slipped his hands around her waist. Giving a hard yank, he tugged her to the edge of the counter, slipped his hands down around to hold tightly to her thighs and lifted her up in order to allow himself to thrust up and into her. A low groaning growl released when she surrounded him and his one hand remained locked around her waist while the other moved up to lace into blonde curls. “Fuck me, Danielle…ride me…”
With that, he carried her across the room to sit down on a kitchen chair. As soon as he sat down, his girlfriend came to life. Her small hands immediately reached to grab hold of his and she pulled his arms so she could pin them up and behind his head. Swiveling her hips, Dani grinned when Tristan let out another low moaning groan and keeping hold of his wrists, she lifted herself up, lowering back down again slowly…impossibly slow. Driving both of them absolutely crazy with anticipation. There was something about knowing she was controlling him now, that heated the blonde up more than anything. There weren’t many - if any - people who could say they ever had any control over Tristan Gale, but right now, Danielle owned him. Every shift, twist, and twitch of her body had him at her beckon call. Knowing that sent a flush of energy through her and she began to ride him - hard. Hard and slow. Her hips pistoned against him and her head dropped back so the tips of her hair brushed at the tops of his thighs. She released his hands to dig her nails into his chest and carve deep tracks down his flesh. Tristan growled at the feeling - loving the sting that remained in the wake of her fingers. His own hands dropped to her waist, and gripped tightly to her hips, digging in and moving her all the slower, pulling her down onto him all the harder.
“Tristan…oh, God…I’m cumming!”
That was it. He needed to take her. Keeping his hold on her, Tristan shoved up from the chair, knocked everything on the kitchen table off and lowering her onto it as he climbed up to cover her body. His one hand smoothed down her thigh so he could hook his elbow under her knee. Once he had her exactly how he wanted - it was over. Tristan plowed into her, burying himself deep inside her. Her moans echoed in his ear and he wanted to make them louder and as they grew louder, he wanted them louder still. Hard and faster - the thrusts increased each time. “Again, Dani…cum for me again…”
“Yes, yes..Tristan, yes!”
Her muscles contracted, tightening around him like a fucking glove and the feeling was too much for him. Tristan’s free hand slapped the table just above his girlfriend’s head and he brought it down to dig his fingers into her shoulder as he gave himself over to her. “Danielle!” Blood roared in his ears and his body throbbed with pleasure as he felt everything inside him release and pour into her.
How long they stayed that way - lying with him overtop of her as they both struggled to regain some type of composure was hard telling. But neither of them cared to move. Everything was perfect just the way they were.
“Hey Gale?”
“Yes, Love?”
“You were right. Totally knew what I was doing.”
A chuckle rumbled deep in his chest and he rolled them, pulling her up and onto it so he could kiss her lightly. “Feel free to do it again.”
020/365: Jace Everett - Bad Things
Sex can be the best way to shut someone up.
Adrien and Piper by CW and Layla
“OH, you DICK!” Piper shouted at him, not caring if anyone else outside of their bedroom possibly heard. Maybe she shouldn’t have left without letting him know, but he is not going to stand there and be so willing to keep her restrained every time he leaves the house!
“Not the first time you’ve said that to me and if you keep this bullshit up, I can fucking promise you, it won’t be the last!”
“You going to be that type of controlling, fucking asshole of a boyfriend, Adrien?!”
“If it means keeping you alive, I’ll do what I need to.”
“I know you don’t have much ‘experience’ with all of this, but let’s get something straight here. You will never, fucking never—”
Adrien’s quick reflexes have never failed to amaze Piper, but when her back was suddenly up against the wall with his fingers digging into her shoulders – it was pretty goddamn difficult to be “amazed” by him. Her hands shot up between them in an attempt to shove him away at the same time as she practically tried to rip his damn lip off with her teeth. The last thing she wanted to do was fucking mack out with him! They are not Tristan and Dani. Going from screaming and raging to furious sex in a course of fifteen minutes was not going to happen!
…or maybe it was, because a split second later, Piper was kissing him back with every ounce of rage she still had in her body. Her fingers curled tightly around the collar of his cloak and jerked down to try and bring him as close as possible. All the anger she felt continued to flush her body with an intense amount of heat, but the fire in her was molding into something wholly different. Desire. The way his mouth worked fiercely against hers caused a tingling sensation to erupt over every inch of skin. In that moment, Piper wanted to tear away every piece of fabric that hindered her sudden craving for skin-to-skin contact. She wanted to run her hands over his entire body, dig her nails into his back as his body covered hers. The desire was so intense and abrupt that she didn’t quite know how to act on it.
By the time their kiss broke, her lips pulsed like fresh bruises and she could just barely catch her breath. Adrien’s golden gaze seemed to pierce straight through her as he scowled; “I fucking love you, you little brat…don’t you ever fucking do that again.”
Teeth clenched together, his glare was challenged with her own ice blue gaze. Breathing heavily from her anger and the kiss, there was a brief moment of silence before she growled; ”I’m going to do whatever I damn well please, you bastard.”
He let out a low laugh. “Yeah? Fucking try it, Sweetheart.” Quickly, he threaded his fingers up through her hair, tugging harshly on the blonde strands as he crushed his mouth against hers again. He didn’t bother pulling back, but simply growled against her lips; “You won’t get far and you fucking know it.”
Piper was unsure if there was any true meaning behind those words or if she just wanted a violent reaction out of him. Either way, what she said definitely spurred the man into action. A stinging sensation radiated over her scalp but that wasn’t something that drew any of her attention. If anything, the light sting heightened the fervor in the way she returned his impassioned kiss. Her hands moved quick, shoving the jacket from his shoulders. The second Adrien had less control over her, Piper slipped away from the wall, only for her hips to bump against the desk, impeding her from moving any further. Not that she was trying to escape from him. Oh no. One hand gripped the collar of his shirt, jerking him against her while the other moved under the shirt to scrape her nails down his bare back.
Her voice came out in a hushed growl; ”Come on, Adrien, I thought you were pissed at me.”
“You’re in over your fucking head here, Piper.”
”Oh yeah?”
”Stop goading me.”
”Quit telling me what to do!”
By the time the words were out of her mouth, Adrien had already yanked Piper up and onto the desk. His mouth met hers harshly and all she could think about was how much she wanted it. As far as she was concerned, their clothes could’ve magically disappeared and she wouldn’t think twice about it. That wasn’t necessarily the case, seeing as she specifically remembered yanking off Adrien’s shirt and the sound of tearing fabric filling the air. On top of that, Piper was fairly certain the zipper was broken by her own hands by the time the jeans were jerked from her hips. She was far too focused on the fervor in their kiss to care about the way he ripped her sweater in half in order to give him access to more skin. Sliding to the edge of the desk, her fingers hooked in the belt loops of Adrien’s pants to pull him close enough for her legs to wrap around his waist. Only a handful of minutes have passed since Adrien first shut her up and the girl was aching to be as close to him as possible.
Per usual, though, Adrien had different ideas. The way he pulled back and gave a light laugh infuriated her. Piper was sick of his smirking and laughing nonsense at the moment. He had to act like he had all the control in the world over her and frankly, that just wasn’t true. Well, it’d be a bit difficult to prove that, given the fact that when he held tight to her shoulders, she was lost in kissing him once again. No matter how much she’d growl and complain about him being controlling in this manner, Piper couldn’t pull away from him. He tasted much too delicious for that. What did get to her was him pulling her off the desk. ”Goddamnit, Adrien…”
The complaint didn’t last long. Adrien spun her around and shoved her forward. Her hands slapped against the desk to catch herself, but she wasn’t staying that way as far as she was concerned. Piper went to twist and growl more at her boyfriend, but his fingers sliding around and between her thighs changed that entire plan. A low moan escaped, one hand slipping from the desk to grip and dig her nails in his Adrien’s arm. It really didn’t matter how much pleasure he gave her; he’s still a complete jackass.
“You wanted to piss me off?” His hands shifted to her hips and Piper didn’t have time for any type of snarky response before Adrien pressed himself into her roughly. A loud gasp sounded but it was nothing except elation that flooded through her - as if she had been craving this moment her entire life. Piper dropped to one forearm on the desk, one hand moving from keeping her braced to cover his hand at her hip, once again digging her nails into flesh. “You fucking did it, Piper.”
”Good.” A smug grin touched her lips just before he gripped her shoulder with one hand and gave another hard thrust of his hips.
The next movements were really just a blur. Piper was spun around then lifted and slammed against the wall before another wave of pleasure flushed her body when Adrien entered her. Her arms locked around his neck and her eyes dropped to his. His groan vibrated against her lips and sent an odd chill of satisfaction up her spine, causing goosebumps to rise over her skin. Her own breath caught with each thrust and one of her hands dropped down his back, once more scraping her nails over skin.
“You still wanna fight with me? Or are you fucking finished?”
Did he have to practically fucking egg her on during all of this? That’s what it felt like to her and it pissed her off. Piper tangled one hand through his curls and gave a tug, speaking against his lips much in the same way he’s been doing to her; ”Shut the hell up, Adrien.”
A low growl rumbled in his throat and his fingers dug into her skin; “Quit telling me what to do…”
Their mouths crushed together with hopes to shut the other up. Honestly, Piper hoped she pissed him off more. There was something about holding all this anger against him that seemed to heighten her senses and set every nerve on edge – but not in a bad way. Oh no, not at all. It felt fucking amazing. Now Dani made all the sense in the world to her. Every time her best friend picked some pointless fight with Tristan, pissing the boy off more and more until the two would suddenly disappear from sight, made perfect, logical sense. This is the best Piper’s ever felt. That had to be saying something.
Though, Piper herself wasn’t saying anything else to piss off her boyfriend. The only noises passing her lips were the catches in her breath and light moans growing louder over time, when they weren’t being muffled by Adrien’s mouth pressed against hers. For a brief moment, her brain seemed to be functioning enough to note the loud thudding noise that echoed through the room with each hard thrust of Adrien’s. Clearly Adrien didn’t give two shits so why the hell should she? Especially if there was this much pleasure flooding through her; there’s really nothing else to think about but him. The way his fingers dug into her hips and at her waist as he shifted her from the wall back to the desk. Piper’s hands dropped behind her to the desk, bracing her upright to remain closer to Adrien and work her hips against him as much as possible. As much as she wanted to somehow keep this rage going to fuel the already blazing fire between them; she really couldn’t. Her moans heightened in volume, his name mixing in with them as each vigorous movement drove her closer to the peak. She pushed herself up more, reaching out to have a grip on his hip, tugging him against her. Her other hand slid up his chest, meaning to reach the back of his neck and pull him down to her, but that wasn’t going to happen. Piper’s fingers curled in on his chest when the pleasure spiked causing her head to drop back.
Yet, just as before, her boyfriend had other ideas.
Adrien pulled back from her suddenly, leaving Piper instantly furious with her labored breathing. Her head snapped up to glare at him and dug her nails in at his hip; ”Adrien, goddamnit!”
An eyebrow arched and he flashed a devilish sort of smirk; “Mmhmm..goddamn me, indeed.”
If anything, Adrien was amused with her reaction. He knew the type of reaction that would get anyways, so why he felt the fucking need to halt things like that drove her insane. There wasn’t much of a pause between them, though. In a quick movement, he lifted her from the desk and Piper relented to him, locking her legs around his waist and capturing his face between her hands to kiss him as passionately as she could, making sure to bite down on his lower lip like before. She wasn’t quite sure why she did that, possibly to remind him of how pissed he was not too long ago. Piper couldn’t be angry anymore; her brain was too wrapped up in Adrien. She wanted nothing but him. No more arguing, no more stupid fucking anger. Her mouth remained locked on his until Adrien dropped her on to the bed and flipped her on her stomach. Piper quickly pushed up to her knees, as his hands gripped her hips and Adrien thrust himself into her without hesitating. A loud, gasping shout left her and her arms almost buckled at the feeling of him. Every muscle quivered under his touch.
Locking one hand on her hip, Adrien lifted one leg up to brace himself on the bed and dropped forward, using the wall in front of them as support so he had more than enough leverage to get that finally bit of rage out of his system and drive his girlfriend absolutely out of her mind. Which given the loud moaning shouts that she was letting out - he was accomplishing. And fuck if those moans weren’t fucking pulling him closer and closer to his own peak. But no. Not yet. He wasn’t fucking done yet. And just because she was about two thrusts away from it herself, didn’t mean she was getting what she wanted. Not yet.
The rage built up in Piper was gone and every ounce of Adrien’s was noted with each thrust against her. This time, it didn’t take much for the fruition in her to build up again. The uncontrollable noises from her seemed to echo around the room and for a brief moment, it was difficult to think straight. Every muscle taut, her hands lashed at the blankets beneath her and she was seconds away from collapsing. Until Adrien stopped altogether, still inside her. A whine of a growl rose in her throat as her body quivered beneath him. Piper twisted slightly to look at her boyfriend, ready to snarl a few threats. Instead, he leaned close to her, his words coming out in a low growl; “Tell me you want me.”
That growl made her shiver and she replied a beat later; ”I want you, Adrien, please…”
“No…not good enough. Fucking tell me you want me, Piper.”
A part of her wanted to snap and refuse to give him anything, but it was a very small part. More of her was craving the release, simply craving more of him. Piper leaned her weight on one hand, lifting the other above to grip the back of his neck. Twisting enough for blue eyes to meet gold, she gave the man exactly what he wanted; ”No one else has ever made me feel like this and I want more. I want you to give me more and take as much as you want from me. Please, Adrien.”
Without waiting a beat, he pushed Piper forward so she was laying flat on her belly, snagged her one leg so he could wrap his arm around her thigh to give himself better access to her and drove himself into her with every ounce of fervor he could possibly muster. The resulting scream of a gasp that she gave, coupled with her body shuddering was all it took. Adrien’s body tensed and he collapsed against her back, both of them completely out of breath and drained of every ounce of energy, anger, and fire that they had.
