#:rp

[reperiire]

@traitorousscales​:

"That Soft rating though..."

“ Softer than you~! ”

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@illuxions​

     “ If you can keep her quiet      until I go get Komui to fix this,      I’d sorely appreciate it, hotshot. ”

[reperiire]

Continued- Birthday Cake @mayolotus​

mayolotus:

“Oh I know everyone’s birthday. I may have spent far too much time reading people’s files that Komui may have left out…” Alma blushed a bit at the admittance. He probably wouldn’t mind being a scientist had he not been an exorcist. He loved reading and learning new things. Besides, he considered everyone at the branch a friend. Least Komui was a kind leader, unlike others he’s known….

“But don’t worry, i didn’t read much outside like names and birthdays and stuff. I just like being able to celebrate people’s birthdays and such.” Alma blushed a bit more. After a minute to calm down from his embarrassment.

He hugged Cal as he said “Anyways, happy birthday! I got you a gift too.” Alma hoped she’d like the gift. He made her a small cake since they were running out of cake making ingredients in the kitchen. He didn’t think it tasted too bad. He had to stop himself from eating all the frosting he used, it was so good.

“ I’ll have to let him know he’s left his reports lying about again. If you could get a hold of them so easily, what if someone more unsavory did? ” She laughed. A melodic tune that rang through the hall.

Just before being thrown into an embrace before she could really toss in a word in edgewise. Not that it truly mattered, Calera was happy enough to let herself settle into the kid’s grip. Returning the favor as she wrapped her arms around her companion. Thick loops of hair pressed against his suit as she fell into the hug for a few spare moments of peace. 

She broke away after a time, brushing loose strands of brown back with her hand. An eyebrow raised as she scanned around for any signs of the gift. Hopefully it didn’t get crushed just by a simple hug... 

“ Oh? That’s so sweet of you, Alma! ”

[hyperionswrath--archived]

@onepartbrave​

He nearly laughed at the blatant disapproval of him encouraging Seifer’s hands away. Sure, Squall had a purpose but hadn’t given it until after. Why? He was still feeling the courage-boosting affects of the alcohol and general ego-trip of rendering the blond speechless so often in the short span of time. Put simply, he liked to tease and by every reaction garnered, he was accomplishing it well. (...)

Breathing soon became hard with their lips pressed together, both their need turning more and more urgent by the second. Yet Seifer did not pull away, gasping for air whenever the opportunity presented itself but never leaving the smooth touch of welcoming lips for too long. Quite frankly, the bold behavior Squall displayed was thrilling, intoxicating, and awoke a sense of curiosity to see how much farther he could push the usually stoic and composed man by just allowing him to lead in this regard.

He'd certainly not complain about how things played out right now. However, his mind was set on being much closer to his former rival as it were now, and knowing how fickle Squall's notions of showing any display of emotion or closeness could be, he did not want to risk ruining his chances by giving in so easily. Instead, he had relaxed for a moment, finding he quite enjoyed the intimacy of the repeated gesture of matching their opposite scars, a strange feeling of connection he wouldn't ever be able to share with anyone else hanging between them then.

Feeling his hands now being guided to the brunet's hips, he obliged and pulled him closer still, if only just for the brief gesture of it. He groaned into their still fervent kiss and only pulling away enough to sigh longingly and spare a hungry glance at the other man that most certainly turned into the desired surprised one when he realized what he was doing. "...you're too far away," he mumbled then, a brief smile playing his lips.

Feeling every motion of the other's lithe body, it sent more shivers through his own, moans and sighs of anticipation sounding at the way Squall methodically positioned himself now. Helping along, his hands steadied the other securely, allowing for a slender hand to rest on his shoulder while the other wrapped around his erection once more, sending his mind spinning from the sensation alone. And still he let the brunet lead, suppressing the urge to take control as it came naturally to him for the benefit of seeing his former rival unravel himself on his lap.

Humming contently at the sucking of his lower lip while simultaneously feeling himself close to where he'd aimed to be long before the thought possibly occurred to Squall, the tall blond hissed when teeth bore into his lip and the incredible sensation of tight heat spread around the sensitive tip of his cock.

Emerald eyes shot up when he felt the brunet pull back, once again denying him those sweet sounds, making hin lean in and nudge the man's cheek with the tip of his nose. "Hey..." he breathed, "...come on, let me hear you." His fingers meanwhile bore into the soft skin underneath, the strain of having to keep himself from just taking the man in mindless self-gratification becoming almost unbearable. Before he could even think of taking over however, he could feel another swift move when Squall sank down onto his length. Sinking deep into tight heat, Seifer's head sank forward, an audible grunt accompanying his mouth smoothing over the other's crease of the shoulder before his teeth sank in.

A breathy chuckle escaped him when the curse reaches his ears, replacing his bite with a tender kiss to reddened skin "That's better..." he hummed, grateful for the moment of the teasing brunet not moving so he could gather his senses - and the other could, in turn, get used to his length inside him. When he deemed an adequate few moments had passed, he lightly thrust his hips in an upward motion, filling the other even more, before his hands started to help move the other's body upward again. The ecstasy of it caused another moan to rumble from his chest, mouth working its way along a slender neck, biting and sucking in full intend of leaving mark after mark on lily-white skin, until he made it back over a sharp jawline to soft lips, brushing them just so.

[reperiire]

“The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.”

Night Wanderings

@xxslavextoxcuriosityxx

“ Oh, I’m well aware of that. ”

Sleep had evaded her once again this night. She could have just remained in her room and sought for the touch of sleep. Yet she was restless, itching for a bit of mental stimulation. So the woman took to taking a stroll down the halls of the science division and chatting with the few poor souls that still were stuck in the depths of overtime. Just to run into a lass Calera couldn’t quite recognize but was warning her of the late night hour all the same. 

“ I just chose to get a bit of a walk. What are you doing awake so late, miss? ”

[reperiire]

TOUGH SHELL

      bruised knuckles.  bloody noses. eyerolling.  empty bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip biting.  unwashed jeans.  coffee breath.  loud music.  broken neon signs.  chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones.  swearing.  sneaking out at 3am.  dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes.  plaid shirts.  under eye circles.  dark colours.

SOFT INSIDE

    honey tea. flower crowns.  giggling.  blowing kisses.  dancing without worries.  white lace.  soft textures.  fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming.  handwritten letters. fairy lights.  bullet journals.  designated driver.  warm hugs.  garden picnics. quiet.  smile lines. optimism.  flowy clothes.  pastel colours.

Tagged by: @exorcistalice​ - thank you!

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