#julian1

[tanyajennings-blog]

Tanya is lying on a towel on the beach, tanning; there is music playing on a one of those little portable speakers. She senses a disturbance and looks up at the person approaching, sitting up. “Keep at least thirty feet away from me and we won’t have a problem,” she says when they get coser and then she lies back down.

[jacob--rivera-blog]

Easier then I thought. [he says as he's half way up the wall then he thinks he sees something and slips a few feet down the wall]

[natelindner]

[He sat in the rec room. Someone was dozing off and snoring. He sighed loudly, went over to them and tapped them on the shoulder.] Hey. Hey asshole. Wake up.

[samuelvanderbilt]

Nightcap || Samuel & Julian

It had been an interesting day, to say the least, for Samuel Vanderbilt. He had woken up, after confessing his secret to Christian the night before and initially had panicked about being exposed. However, he had then gone on to secure himself a hotel room at the Shaw Hotel and enjoy the company of its heir, Dylan Shaw, with a good few hours of sex. Since then, he'd returned home and gone with his wife to a fundraiser but again, his sexual urges had meant he was now interested in another male. While Dylan had been a fuckable young man, the man Samuel was due to meet was completely the opposite. Julian was undoubtedly older than him and probably much bigger and more dominant too. Samuel desperately hoped he would be willing to come back to his hotel room and either not find out about or keep his secret.

Having snuck away from the fundraiser, feigning a headache, although his sham wife knew exactly where he was going; Samuel entered the bar of the Shaw Hotel, taking a seat at the end of the long, wooden bar. He was still dressed in his tuxedo, but he had loosened the tie so it hung around his neck rather than being tied. Despite not even seeing Julian yet, Samuel was already hard at the thoughts of the potential night ahead.

[sophiableek]

Pretty Woman | Julian & Sophia

It was stupid, really, the fact that she was clinging onto a man so she wouldn’t have the chance to face who she was in the mirror. The thing was, whenever she did give a hard look in the mirror, she often said to herself that she was blonde, beautiful, brilliant and capable of extraordinary things. This, in every sense, wasn’t false or lies because she knew she was those things – but that wasn’t what she was searching for. Acceptance. It’s what she was dying for and she knew that those who loved her wouldn’t react the way she was picturing them – laughing in her face, calling her names, tossing her onto the floor in disgust. No, they would accept her with a smile and arms wide open.

So, why could she do that for herself?

“… Bleek, Miss Bleek. Was this the size you needed?” The associate asked with a polite smile. Blinking a few times, the blonde looked up at her and nodded. “Uh, yup. Eight.” Giving her a smile, she took the pair and heaved a slight sigh. “Did your boyfriend want some water, Miss Bleek?” Quirking a brow, she snaps her head up to the associate as a chuckle escapes her lips. “My boyfriend?” Sophia repeats as she turns over to Julian. “Honey, did you want some water? The lovely associate would like to know. They toss in bits of strawberry into their water that makes it taste absolutely wonderful. You should try it, my dear boyfriend.” Grinning, she looks up at him and raises a brow.

[notgarrettkennedy-blog]

JUST A LITTLE DIP || garrett/julian

Garrett hadn't done the obligatory exploration of the manor. At all. So most of the time he was just lost. Of course he played off quite nicely, a purposeful bounce in his step, so to speak. But on the issue of the pool, he actually asked someone. Which was not the most embarrassing thing to befall him. For someone reason when Garrett asked someone for directions he got vivid flashbacks to high school, and he had hated high school. Awkward years filled with even more awkward moments. He shook it from his head as he padded down the hall to the East Wing where the indoor pools were, wearing only swim trunks, a towel slung over his shoulder. He pushed the door to the pools open and looked inside, checking to see if Julian had gotten there yet. Nope. The room was mostly dark with the lights from inside the pool casting blue rippling light on the walls. No Julian yet. Garrett dropped his towel on a pool chair and moved to the edge of the water, sitting down he let his feet soak, leaning back on his hands.

[brentvales]

"Where did all these people come from?"

"Why are my siblings out and about?"