#cherry speaks!

[groovyangelkisses]

piggybacking off the period idea i think he’d especially love to help you when you’re hurting from your boobs being so swollen and can’t wear a bra so he “holds” them for you to relieve the weight

oh my gosh i could cryyyy, i want him so much :(

“my girls botherin’ you pup?” he calls out from the kitchen sink, watching you curled up & pouty on the couch. now usually, the site of you palming and squeezing your tits would have jack sauntering over to you just to gaze down at you and watch. but today, your teary little expression and shoulders falling with relief upon each squeeze makes him unbelievably tender.

you whimper in response, the sweetest little sound that breaks jack’s heart. he finishes washing the dishes, drying his hands on your pretty dish towel & adjusting his sweats (he’s only a man, okay?)

“you want my help, hm? can i help you baby?” he moves towards your chest, one of his old t-shirts covering your body as he slowly palms at you over the shirt. you nod, head falling forward in relaxation, before he whispers “stand for me real quick” and slips in behind you.

palming your breasts, jack lightly squeezes, rolling the warm tissue between his big, thick hands and sighing. it’s almost like he sighs in relief with you, “that’s good, my poor girl.” kissing the side of your head and giggling at your whine & frustrated stretch. “they’re so heavy baby, feel so good in my hands,” jack rubs his thumbs over the sides of your boobs sending a soft chill down your spine— jack has an affinity for your chest, there isn’t a single spot his tongue hasn’t soothed.

later, when you go up to bed, he lays on his tummy in front of you. elbows digging into your soft bed sheets, his silver hair tickles your chin as he sucks at you. taking your nipples into his pink mouth, he suckles & nibbles & swirls his tongue across them— a balm to your sore body. biting your underboob, and sucking hickies into the side, it gets to the point that he’s pressing his nostrils into the fattiest part and inhaling deeply.

and if he cums in his sweats a little, mouth latched to your tit, thumbs brushing your hip, pulling off with a quick “so sweet & soft, my good girl.” can you blame him? he waits for this week every month!

[sunflowerwinds]

i just finished season 1 of blue eye samurai and what the actual fuck.

that was an emotional roller coaster and now i have another woman to add to my wife list.

WOULD THE CROWD BE…. INTERESTED IN ME WRITING FOR MIZU???

[pinkiechild]

✨💜🍭🍯☀️Sometimes i feel so small that i want to fit in someone's pocket 🐝🎈💛🍓🎀🍼

[groovyangelkisses]

you caring for pope after a rough mma fight

eeeee this is so, so, so cute! 🍒💋

andrew’s sitting on the toilet seat lid, breathing harshly through his nose as you kneel in between his legs. gazing up at him and swiping the blood off of his cheek with a lil cotton swab, your little pink first aid kit clacking against the floor. you silently work, one hand resting on his knee while the other works on his face gently. his breath keeps getting heavier, the black toe of his vans tapping quicker & quicker against the linoleum.

he’s antsy & anxious, chest heaving more & more like he was actively facing an internal battle. putting both hands on his knees, you look up at him with loving eyes, “you okay honey?” gritting his teeth, a nasty pout on his face, he loses his resolve. andrew drags you up by your arms, never quite knowing how to balance his own strength with his intense need for you. hisbig hands clenched over your biceps as he hauls you into his lap.

chest to chest, he squeezes you to him. your legs dangle over his thighs as you straddle him, his breath slowly evening out now that he has you close to him. you bring your hand to card through his hair, cradling his injured cheek in your palm as you kiss at his nose and eyelids.

slowly his leg stops bouncing and he starts chasing your kisses back. you peck his chin & then his move to his cheekbone and he’s kissing your chin & cheekbone. a gorgeous game of tag, as he squeezes your waist tight to keep you from going away from him :(((

[groovyangelkisses]

Jack parallel playing with his gf when they both have a rare moment both at home. Jack’s doing the crossword in the paper (he reads the paper) while gf is knitting or drawing or something else. Sometimes Jack will peak up at her, she’s cozy on the couch with her big headphones (they’re actually his—for firework noise prevention); she catches him and smiles and blows him a kiss. Jack pretends to catch it and puts it in his breast pocket “for later”

oh i absolutely adore this, this is so so sweet. jack absolutely reads the paper & has a favorite pen that he uses to fill out his crosswords <3

after he catches the kiss he's just ooey-gooey gazing at her for a minute, totally smitten. finally he takes a quick glance down at her cozy blanket touching the floor a bit and smiles, "y'look so peaceful, baby." and you're lifting one headphone up, "hm?" "look so peaceful, b-" "oh, thank you jackie. i'm really comfy right now, how's your puzzle?"

and he's squinting back at the paper before you quickly chastise him "where are you glasses?" "i-uh i left 'em on the night stand" and you're already hopping up to get them. "'s alright sweetheart i don't need em.." "yes you do!" you shout for him to hear, grabbing his readers and bouncing back down the stairs.

putting them on for him with a loud, over exagerrated smooch as you kiss, "mmmWAH!" settling back into your spot on the couch and resuming your craft.

but before you do you look up one more time, cooing out a sleepy "love you" and he's flexing the paper to get out the creases "love you too beautiful"

quiet and content and soooo in love <3

[groovyangelkisses]

oh to be called babydoll by sammy… :(((

ugh you’re so right, he’s so classic husband in terms of nicknames <3

he’d be making pancakes reaaaalllyy early on a saturday morning, still in his boxers and sleep tee. padding around the kitchen and clapping his hands together to get rid of the excess flour on him. going back to flip the pancakes, flipping the chocolate chip ones that he made for you. calling out over his shoulder, just loud enough to break you out of your sleepy daze upstairs, “babydoll, come down, pancakes are done!”

or calling you after a patrol that genuinely feels like a nightmare, whispering into his phone the second he gets a moment away. his chin tucked to his chest as he paces, one thick hand shoved in his dress-pant pocket when he finds something in it.

one of your hair ties, probably from the last time he came home & plucked it out of your hair to see your locks cascade & hear the relieved sigh you let out. twirling it in between his fingers, he sighs into the phone at the sound of your sweet voicemail; it is late.

“hey babydoll. just wanted to call and check in, today was… it’s just been so shitty. and i miss you, and i love you. i can’t wait to come home and see you. i found your lil hair tie so-so i am feeling better cause now i have a piece of you with me. my little friend through the rest of my paperwork, i guess. anyways, i’ll be home soon. alright, bye.. love you.”

[groovyangelkisses]

Sammy Bryant is so fucking "oh you ache, baby? Let me help, 'cmere."

Need to lay on his tummy while he rubs my back and shoulders. :((((

Also am absolutely certain if I asked him to hold my boobs up because my back was hurting he would be more than willing 🙂‍↕️

oh my goodness. absolutelyyy! he adores keeping you comfy & relaxed and tries so, so hard to keep it PG… ugh my hubby </3

he is one, big teddy bear for his girl, truly. he’s so, so cozy at night too– basically makes a home on the couch as he waits for you to come back in the living room from your shower.

cozy cotton flannel pajama pants & a plain black shirt, he’s pulliing you into his lap the second you get back. sitting you in between his thighs, and his big fingers pressing your hair to one side so he can kiss the back of your neck.

he already put on your show, so he’s just happily kissing underneath your ear and dragging his hands to press into the knots in your shoulder. don’t mind if you feel him chubbing up underneath you; sammy would never do anything to disrupt your relaxation period. give him a little grind, a rough press & let him keep kissing your nape & he’s content until bedtime.

or or or (and this one, as a ddd girly, had me on my knees) you’re leaning over to clean up some of the dishes during a barbecue you both hosted. your little dress is a bit wet, and usually sammy does the dishes because it’s a total sensory overload for you. shoulders taut, you’re gritting your jaw but you just wanted to help him. and he sees this.

coming up behind you, his tummy pressed against the curve of your back, sammy’s mouth finds that spot on your neck again. “so pretty, my wifey helpin’ me out, huh?” and you giggle and feel heat on your face as you smile.

he pulls back, knowing you’re about to chide “saaaammmy….” at him– all of his buddies are still outside! but sammy takes a quick glance around your cozy home, and turns to see your stressed body & he’s made his choice.

his big hands reach over the sides of your body, cupping your breasts up with a slow lift. instantly, your head hangs low between your shoulders, a shuddering sigh easing into the hot summer air. “oh sammy, ‘s good” “yeah baby? ‘s that helpin?” and he’s sooo proud of himself, just smiling and trying desperately not to make this sexual immediately.

home depot, baseball, gardening…. you gardening. in that tight little dress you’ve got on now. bent over in the dirt, grabby hands pulling at him as he cups your breasts exactly as he does right now; rutting you further and further into the mud as you whine out, “oh my god, sammy… sammy… sammy!”

“sammy!” you smile incredulously, pausing his thrusts against your ass. he swallows, embarassed, a faint kiss to your neck in parting as he straightens up and rests your breasts back down.

“okay, yeah sorry. gotta-gonna, i need… to get away from you.. like right now.” and he’s so panicked, sneakers scuffing as he goes into the bathroom to control himself <3

he loves his woman, what can he say?

[groovyangelkisses]

While i do love the dominant “chase you in a forest” Titus, lowkey I know that man is submissive asf

oh he absolutely is, and you should speak on it! i know for a fact that man loves being on his knees and having you above him making him repeat things.

"say it."

his wet eye twitches, chest heaving as he pouts. from this angle he looks like an angry kitten, warm cheeks, but furious enough that most want to back away. but not you.

summoning all his strength he's swallowing "iloveyouthankyou"

"hm?" you coo, genuinely. there's something especially bone chilling to him about his younger girlfriend, bossing him around. something that causes his cock to stir and swell, pressing tightly against the pants she had tailored for him.

finally dragging his eyes up to look at her, his lower row of teeth visible in the warm fire light, he tries again. "i.love.you. thank you."

a part of him screams to get up and press you against the wall, but once your hand reaches out to touch his cheek, he's powerless. nearly nuzzling into your hand, breathing in the skin of your palm, he'd be happy to have bruised knees forever if it meant you looked at him like this.