i cant get over the way he just held my throat and just how hard i got from thatttt fuck i was trying so hard not to make it obvious that i was getting so needy. the way he gently squeezed my throat... just a little flex of his fingers, showing me exactly what he wants to do
i was an intern on s1 and i wanted to tell you that i saw chrystyna cutting bits of your hair off in the middle of the night and then she would put them under the pillows of the other girls
iâd like to act as if i am surprised, but that sounds entirely like something sheâd do.
actually, now that you mention it, i thought my hair was getting shorter, but i assumed it was the humidity. @chrystyna care to comment?
Summary:Â âPut a baby in me.â Thatâs the line I said in my dream w Calum Hood the other night. So i wrote it - enjoyyyyyyyyy
Warnings: Talk of kids, sex reference, pregnancy mentions.Â
Rating: PG-16
Youâd been keeping the day rather laid back, doing some household chores here and there and waiting for your boyfriend to return from his writing session with the other three lunatics that were his band mates. The day had been beyond dull, and aside from taking Duke to the groomer, it was pretty typical. So when Calum came into the house around 5:15 - right on time - it wasnât surprising. You were in the kitchen, starting on dinner as he comes up with his arms wrapped around you and pressing a kiss to your cheek. âHi baby. How was your day?â You ask with ease, unmoving from chopping the ingredients in front of you.
âWe finished up the first song for the fifth album and we started on the fourth one. Itâs exciting stuff. You should stop by sometime and listen in.â He suggests, pulling away to move to the fridge, grabbing a beer and cracking it open before leaning against the counter, watching you work. âYeah, maybe. Iâll have to see what tomorrow is looking like.â You shrug, moving the vegetables into a pan as he snickers.Â
âDonât you find yourself doing the same thing every day?â He questions with a slight head tilt. Heâs not wrong. Every other day changed, tomorrow was a workout day and lunch with someone you set up with and laundry and a Soul Cycle class. It was... repetitive to say the least. âI mean... donât you?â He gives a nod as he finishes a sip of his drink. âGoing to studio, writing, recording and coming back after everything, doing a workout, watching a movie and going to bed sounds pretty standard if you ask me.âÂ
Both of you had always wanted kids. It was on the radar, but life wasnât lining up for that right now. After the craziness of the past year, and things finally getting back to normal, you were easing back into routine. Youâd thought that maybe you needed to wait a while... but what if you didnât need to?
Dinner came and went without a hitch. It was well received and the two of you cleaned up so you could watch the next episode of your current binge. Snuggling into the couch with Duke at your feet, Calum on your left, you start the next episode, seeing your boyfriend snickering at something that came up on Snapchat. You ignore him, curling into him as you watch the TV.Â
About halfway through the second episode, youâre on your phone again, Cal paying attention to whatâs going on. Youâve lost interest by now, and throw your just as boring phone onto a pillow beside you. You watch his face and see how invested he is at whatâs on the television. âHon.â A whisper leaves you, and his head turns just slightly, not enough to fully face you, but enough to indicate heâs listening. âYou tired of this yet?â He shakes his head, facing the screen again, letting you wrap your arms around his middle, one of your hands sliding across the skin of his stomach under his t-shirt. âOk, well I am.â A sigh leaves him and he pauses the show, turning to look at you.Â
âAnd what do you suggest we do instead? Itâs not like youâll play FIFA with me.â He teases, leaning into the couch, a hand on your back gently moving up and down. You get an idea and smirk at him. He matches it before laughing. âWhat?â You sit up, moving closer and lean into him so your lips are against his ear.Â
âYou could put a baby in me...â Your fingers are trailing along the bare skin poking out from his sweater, lips beginning to trail down his jaw. You feel him tense next to you, the hand on your back freezing, fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt.Â
âYou- youâre kidding.â He can barely get the words out of his mouth, looking at you with surprise. âI mean - Iâm not going to turn down the offer - but youâre... serious with that?â
âWell.. yeah. Weâve talked about it before - and we both have such a dull day to day now... we could change it up. For the next 18 years.â You taunt, leaning back as your hand finds the back of his neck, fingers slowly drifting through dark curls. âBabe... thatâs... a big commitment. We sure this is what we wanna do?â Heâs letting his hand start to move against your lower back again, much slower this time. âIt might not even happen the first time... but... youâll never know if you donât try.â A small smirk fills your features, a devilish one matching the maleâs features.Â
âThis was your idea. Just reminding you.â He laughs before he pulls you in for a heated kiss that starts a whole series of less boring nights.
hi! i really love your bdubs painting it looks really pretty :O im just wondering how did u get it to look like that? is there specific brushes u used?
omg hi :D it was one of my test paintings with rebelle 5 since i got it on sale, i was really favoring the fat round and knife dry oil preset brushes, the gouache liner for cleaning up edges, and random acrylic brushes for the texture-y/bristley plant bits ^_^