Emblem3

Hey there stranger my name's Jailene and right now I'm bursting into tears. You know why? Because you are here, right now, breathing. And there is nothing, nothing at all, that could make me even more happier. I love you. 💕

[lovingstromwick]

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Chloe <3

[queertasm]

Reblog this if your blog supports the LGBTQ+ community 100%

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[lovingstromwick]

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I'M SO IN LOVE WITH YOUR PICTURE W THE BOYS, U HAVE NO IDEA

OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU SO MUCH 💕

[everlastinglauren]

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[w3sleys]

End Of The Summer - Music Video

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Drew Chadwick | San Diego photo booth

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Keaton Stromberg | San Diego photo booth

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Wesley Stromberg | San Diego photo booth

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When they forget some of the lyrics to True Friends

[clumsykeaton]

EXCLUSIVE: 'X Factor' Alum Emblem3 Throw a Beach Bash in Sunny 'End of the Summer' Music Video

Wesley, Keaton and Drew are back with a bubbly new single.

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preference #2: how he makes love to you

Wesley: It was always rough with Wesley, but that was the way you both preferred it, fingers raking at skin, heavy sighs and moans, quick, powerful thrusts that always brought you to a tremendous end. He'd invade your every sense, his sweaty face above yours all you could see, his lips pressed to every inch of bare skin he could reach all you could feel, your name falling from his mouth all you could hear. He'd use his fingers everywhere he could, gripping your waist for support, pulling at your hair, trailing slowly up your thigh, caressing your face in the darkness as you're coming down from your high.

Keaton: You loved that you hated having sex with Keaton. You both loved and hated the way he teased you all the way to end. No matter how excited he got, he'd always take it painfully slow, rolling his body into yours in long, measured thrusts that left you gasping, begging him to speed up. He would just chuckle huskily into your ear and murmur something about patience, his hot breath fanning across your skin making you even more desperate for him to speed up. In the end though, the finish you wait so long for is always worth it.

drew: It was never simple places with Drew. it was never just the bed after a long day of work. It was always somewhere spontaneous, the beach after dark, the bathroom in the recording studio during lunch break, the base of a tree in the middle of the woods at the outskirts of town after a long nature walk. He'd start off slow, lacing his fingers with yours and nibbling at your earlobe as he slid into you, but the heat would take over quickly, his thrusts becoming more rapid as he let his gasps of breath release into the crook of your neck. He'd become even faster as he neared his end, letting out one breathy moan of your name as he came undone above you.