#modern jc

[the-unacknowledged-ones]

"I promise I'll be good." from a very bratty catboy

Promises, promises... They are just words. But you will learn. I know you will. Xiao Mao. Now follow your master and behave. You can't make a scene. In place like this.

[the-unacknowledged-ones]

💓 - …lie on my muse, grinding slowly against them //from hyunjin

It has been a long day. He was pissed and he needed some release.

When he got home he smirked as he saw his kitten on the couch. He looked so cute and innocent there... Soon he was half undressing. Taking his pants off and opening his shirt as he went to joing him. Grinnign as the other kept sleeping but this time cuddling to him... Which only made it easier for him to start grinding his erection to that cute ass of his, thanking all gods that the litten wa son panties only.

[the-unacknowledged-ones]

Jiang Cheng, a.k.a Jiang Wanyin

Business man and model.

In this modern days Jiang Cheng is a business man, CEO of Purple Lotus Co.

His company manages actors and models. He is always looking for new talents.

Even though he is young. He inherit the business from his grandparents once they knew his own parents did not believe in him, since then he has probe everyone that he is the right one for the job.

[the-unacknowledged-ones]

Jiang Cheng

The immortal.

After his ascencion he hardly visit the human world. But every few centuries he comes back to release some tension.

Now a days he is a business man. Working with top companies on the media world just to ensure his secret is safe.

[the-unacknowledged-ones]

Nice night to jog

[the-unacknowledged-ones]

“I want you to tie me up and blindfold me so I don’t know what’s coming while you use me.” from hyunjin

Always so eager. But you know i can't say no to my kitten

[sapphiresassenach]

A Lightened Soul

So, I was going to wait to post this tomorrow, but I figure you all have waited long enough! And before you ask, I don’t have any idea when the next update will be, but I hope it will be faster than this one! Enjoy!

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Jamie’s foot tapped anxiously as I watched the cream in my coffee swirl and tumble like my own personal galaxies forming before me.

It was another cold morning in London and I wrapped one hand around my warm cup and stuck one hand under Jamie’s shirt, always guaranteed to be warm even in the cold temperatures.

For the hundredth time since we had sat down in the small diner, I looked into the reflective glass in front of me to see if there was a glimpse of bright yellow hair. And for the hundredth time, I wished we were back in a cozy nest of blankets in our flat, away from the world where there was nothing but us.

But that wasn’t possible. We were here and real life was making a rude appearance into our lives after a blissful few days of finding each other again and again and again.

The reason for this early morning anxious breakfast was to meet the last person in the world either of us wanted to see. Laoghaire.

Jamie had wanted to go alone to meet her, but I gently took his hand and reminded him that we were fully partners now. And we needed to face all these adversities as one unit. And there was a part of me that just wanted her to see that she couldn’t scare me off. I was here and was never going to go anywhere. And she would just have to deal with that.

Jamie sighed deeply next to me and bowed his head. I rubbed my hand up and down his back gently and felt all the strain he was carrying in his shoulders. It was true that when one person is pacing and stressed, the other becomes calm because they have no choice. I needed to be his rock right now.

“It’s going to be fine, Jamie. We’ll deal with whatever she throws at us.”

He glanced at me from the corner of his eye and squeezed my thigh lightly. It was silly, but that small intimate gesture made my heart jump.

“Aye. Aye, I ken. With you at my side, I can move mountains. And maybe even this blond mountain.”

I smiled as I leaned over and kissed his temple.

“Aye,” I whispered into his ear and grabbed his chin.

A loud cough broke us apart a few moments later and I gripped his hand even tighter as the she-devil descended upon us.

“What is she doing here, Jamie?”

Her use of his name made my fingers clench and my teeth snap together, but I took a deep breath and simply looked into her crazy blue eyes.

“Jamie and I are together. And I’ll be by his side and support him in everything he does. That’s what I’m doing here.”

Jamie turned to me, his soft blue eyes a sharp contrast to her frosty ones. His were warm and filled with love as he kissed my forehead.

“Sit,” he gestured to the other side of the booth. She eyed us both with distain before sliding in across from us.

And then nothing. No one knew what to say. I fiddled with the handle on my cup and Jamie’s foot began tapping again. Laoghaire said nothing, but continued her cold stare.

Finally,  after a few minutes of painful silence, Jamie cleared his throat and took a deep breath before speaking. “How long before they can check the baby’s DNA?”

“A few months yet.” She fidgeted while looking down at the table.

“That’s not true. You can do a non-invasive paternity test after 8 weeks.”

Her eyes, sharp and filled with moisture, shot daggers at me. If looks could kill, I thought.

“Ye ken it all now, do ye? Jamie, I want to talk alone!”

I half expected her to get up and stamp her feet like a baby for emphasis.

Jamie glared right back at her, not letting her childish ways deter from the topic at hand.

“She’s going to be a doctor; she knows such things. And no, she is my partner and she remains.”

She slapped her hand on the table and spoke through her clenched teeth.

“The both of ye will no-

“Hi! Can I get you something to drink?”

She broke off her strangled speech as the bubbly waitress looked down at her with a kind smile.

“No, thank you.” Laoghaire looked down to her hands again, trying to reign in her emotions.

“Are we ready to order then?”

Jamie glanced up at her as calmly as he could. “No, thank ye. We’ll be leaving shortly.”

The waitress smiled pleasantly and disappeared as I took a deep breath and rubbed my hand on Jamie’s thigh to help calm him.

He cleared his throat and took a gulp of his own coffee before speaking. “Ye ken I think yer lying. I dina believe we ever…mphmm. The baby’s no mine, but I’m a man of honor and I’ll wait until I ken for sure.”

She twisted her mouth to the side and her fingers turned to claws.

“Claire says ye should be able to know by 8 weeks. That’s two weeks’ time. Contact me when you get the results and I expect to see the official copy.”

Jamie stood and held his hand to me. I scrambled out of the booth as he dropped a few pounds on the table.

“Have a pleasant day.”

And with that he swirled around and wrapped his arm tight around me as we walked to the door. I couldn’t help but glance back at her as we exited.

Head bent, blond hair falling across her face as I saw the glistening of tears on her cheeks. And in that moment, I pitied her.

“The lass is a nut job.”

Murtagh’s deep, Scottish voice was a comfort as we lounged in Jamie’s flat, only hours after the unpleasant encounter in the diner.

Jamie laughed bitterly and rubbed his face with his hands hard.

“She is,” I agreed as I poured tea into Murtagh’s cup and then Jamie’s.

“Do ye really think she’s with child? No yours, but someone else’s and she’s trying to get a good man to be the bairn’s father?”

“Could be,” Jamie mumbled into his hands.

“Do you want some ibuprofen?” I stroked his hair as I sat down next to him on the couch, tucking my feet under me as I snuggled into his side.

“Nay, I’m fine.”

He had been rubbing his temples since we got back and I knew the events of today were weighing heavy on him.

“It won’t be long now. A few weeks and she’ll be out of yer lives for good.”

I smiled at the statement. Murtagh was never one to sugar coat things. That I had learned in the few weeks I had known him. A solid presence that brought great comfort to Jamie. And to me.

“Hope so,” I mumbled into Jamie’s shoulder.

Those sharp brown eyes met mine sharply in response, clearly not pleased. “I mean, I know so!”

He rolled his eyes at me and got up to pat his godson on the shoulder.

“Jamie, lad!”

I glanced over to the large man barreling towards us. Long hair tied back and a large smile on his friendly face, he was exactly as Jamie had described him. He stood out immediately in the crowed bar. Jamie had wanted to skip meeting up with his old friend, but I knew it would help ease his mind and let him blow off a little tension.

“Rupert, man! How are ye?”

Rupert grabbed Jamie off his bar stool and grabbed him tightly in an embrace. He shook Jamie in glee while laughing. Rupert had served with Jamie in the military and was one of his closest friends.

“I’m fine, ye ginger snap. No much can happen in a month.”

Jamie glanced over at me and we shared a secret smile. A lot can happen in a month. It was only just a little over a month since we had met on the rooftop, yet it seemed like I had known him my whole life.

“Claire, this is Rupert. Rupert, this is my Claire.”

I smiled and reached out to shake his hand, but he gleefully wrapped me up in a bear hug instead.

“Well, hello, Rupert. I hear good things,” I said breathlessly as he set me back down.

His brown eyes twinkled at me as he sat down on the empty stool next to Jamie while signaling to the bartender to grab him one of Jamie’s pints.

“Tell me about Jamie when you were in the military together,” I teased as I snuggled into Jamie’s side.

“A dhia,” Jamie mumbled as he took a large swig from his drink and Rupert laughed loudly.

He leaned in to whisper to me while side-eyeing Jamie.

“All the lassies fell over as he walked around in his uniform. His hair was shorter and he much younger, ye ken?”

Jamie fiddle with the napkin under his drink with much scrutiny. “Not true.”

Rupert slapped him on the shoulder. “Oh yes it was and a ginger no less! These women have no taste.”

“At least it seems he’s gotten some sense knocked into him with ye being his new girl,” he winked at me in amusement.

“New girl?” I said jokingly and watched with amusement as Jamie turned red.

“Oh, dinna fash, lass. You’re a fair improvement to the whiny blond he had last time I saw him.”

He chugged the rest of his pint and waved his finger for another one.

“That lass was off her rocker. I kent it as soon as I saw her. Only knew her the one night, but that was enough!” He shook his head at Jamie clearly disapproving. “She wanted ye bad though. Mind that night we indulged a little too much? Kept trying to push me into the bedroom while ye were passed out on the sofa. It was funny that, like a fly trying to move an elephant!”

It was as if a shock when through Jamie as Rupert spoke. “Ye say I was on the sofa the whole night and ye were there as well?”

Rupert eyed him with humor. “Aye, ye drunkard. I threw ye on the sofa and ye were in the same spot when I woke! I didna ken where the lass went. Home, I expect.”

My heart raced as he spoke, hope tingling in my fingertips as Jamie almost hummed with feeling.

“So, that night…I didn’t go off with her anywhere?”

Rupert took a large swig of his drink before answering. “No, man. Ye were in no condition for anything, let alone anything she wanted to do to ye!”

Jamie turned to me then, eyes full of relief and love. And suddenly, we were the only two people in that bar.

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[sapphiresassenach]

A Lightened Soul

Sorry this took longer than normal. Can’t promise it won’t happen again! Also major thanks to @gotham-ruaidh for reading it and being awesome in general! Anyway, I think you guys will like this chapter and there is not any real angst here. Also it’s NSFW ;) Enjoy!

Part 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9

We seemed to be floating.  Floating like two feathers in the wind, forever dancing around each other as the elements crashed down upon us. It seemed an eternity until we had reached my flat yet, no time at all as we came together with a power bigger than the both of us.

His lips hadn’t left mine since we left the pub and made our way home. His mouth tickled my hair on the tube as he cradled my head on his chest with my arms wrapped tightly around his middle, holding him. As we walked the short track from the underground to home, he held my hand against his mouth as his other was wrapped tight around me, shielding me from the icy wind.

And now we were here. He kicked the door closed behind us as he grabbed me by the hips and lifted me onto the kitchen table, his fingers digging hungrily into my skin. I drew his head down to mine and our lips met in a fierce collision. His tongue danced with mine as I kicked off my shoes and tossed my jacket aside onto the floor somewhere. He broke apart for air and looked down at me while I trailed my fingers down his stomach lightly.

He tipped my chin up to look at him as his eyes blazed into mine and asked all the unspoken questions. Are you sure? Right now?

I looked up at him with my answer in my eyes and he breathed in deeply as he grabbed me by the arse and lifted me from the table to the bed. The sheets were cool against my skin as I watched him crawl to me in the silver moonlight.

Easing open my legs, he leaned down and kissed the sliver of exposed flesh between my jeans and sweater, his warm tongue darting out to taste my skin. I squirmed against him as he ran his warm hand down my legs before sliding them back up to unbutton my pants.

The bright moon flooding through the window made everything seem black and white, casting our love in a surreal lighting and making it seem like a slow dance.

We took our time removing the rest of our clothes, moving slowly, cherishing every new piece of skin unbarred. Kissing here, touching there. His mouth skimmed the valley between my breast as he pushed down the straps of my bra down my shoulders. I tasted the skin of his thigh as I eased off his pants, feeling the tickle of the rough hairs on his thighs against my cheek. His face buried itself into my neck as I smoothed my hand down his stubble while we removed the rest of the layers separating our skins until there was nothing left but the both of us, bare.

He cupped my neck in his large hands as it fell back from his attentions to my throat. His soft mouth gently sucking the sensitive skin until there was sure to be a mark from his love.

I tasted him, salty in my mouth. And he felt the slipperiness between my legs.

There was nothing but the two of us in the inky darkness. No other thoughts but of each other. There were no threats, no worries or questions about the future. The future was set as we loved and we knew each other was the future. Nothing could change that.

And it was simple. Easy. Natural. His body eased between my legs as my thighs fell open in response to his request, almost unconsciously. His strong thighs rasping against my smooth ones as he lay over me, nose to nose. His eyes opened -an inch from mine- and his faced softened; the light of the moon showing me the glimmer that grew in his eyes as they fixed themselves to mine.

His lips brushed my bottom lip as I snaked my hand down his tight and quivering belly until I found him and brought him into me.

His breathing became loud and shaky as he pushed in, inch by inch. Slowly. Gently. Not willing to rush in order to fulfill his primal urges. But to just feel as he joined us for the first time. He lost himself in me as I did in him. We were suspended in the agonizingly perfect union that only the two of us would ever feel in this way. And as we loved and his chest pressed tightly against mine, we became one heartbeat.

My hips thrust against his after a moment of stillness. Of learning what this felt like with each other. Experiencing how it felt to be one person, joined. And we existed only where we touched each other. Where he came into me, where he brushed his lips against me, where I caressed his back. The rest was just smoke.

“God, I love you,” he whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine as he hovered over me, his words of devotion drawn into my lips as I kissed his damp shoulder in answer and tightened every muscle around him, making him whimper in pleasure.

We became lost in the rhythm that was excitingly new yet warm and familiar at the same time. His thrusts grew faster and harder as we both felt the spasms and sparks start to light our bodies. My fingers grasped his back, nails digging into his skin, as my legs came to wrap around his hips, fighting to control the sensations in my body while bringing him deeper and closer. His hips snapped against mine hard, letting all the frustration and love he felt pound into me as he let go of all his emotions that lay in his heart and gave them to my keeping.

My belly rubbed against his, echoing the friction between our legs. I felt as if I was a small flame about to explode into a hot fire as we grasped and clawed each other. Desperate to possess each other. To own one another.

His gasps touched my neck as he half collapsed onto my body, unable to support himself against the feeling of us. I grasped his hair, holding it tight as an anchor as my toes curled against the cool sheets. A sharp contrast to the red heat between our bodies. My hips met his every thrust without conscious thought as I tasted a drop of sweat that clung to his neck.

And while we loved, I was no one. I wasn’t the girl who had lost her parents. I wasn’t the girl who had a failed marriage. I wasn’t the overworked and overwhelmed medical student. I was no one. No one but his.

The hot embers between us grew to flames as my belly tightened and the spasms of pleasure started to rack through my body, moving from my core to my fingertips until I came apart into his hands that were clutching my arms harder enough to bruise. My legs were locked tight against his hips, squeezing them as he moaned atop of me.

The throbbing in myself echoed in his own body and I felt his release pulsing deep inside me as he gasped into my neck, letting his tongue taste my skin. Letting himself pour into me until we were no longer two souls. But one intertwined being with all our bruises and scars.

Our bones dissolved until we seemed to be floating on the sheets. And then he collapsed onto me fully, our toes brushing and his chest flat against mine. His gasping becoming my own as our stomachs moved in unison in an erotic dance as we fought for breath together.

And finally, when we were spent, we were in possession of each other’s bodies as well as our hearts. Able to finally know the secrets of each other without words.

“Hmmmm,” I hummed against warm, smooth skin.

A rumble came from the body I was currently resting my head on and I smiled. His hand came down to rest on my hair, brushing a curl behind my ear and smoothing his other one down my naked back.

The rain pattered softly outside as we lay among tousled sheets and crooked pillows, nestling us in a cocoon of warmth that protected us from the chill of the winter air. My cheek was pressed to his sternum in utter bliss as we simply enjoyed the peace of the quiet night. We were too content to sleep and unwilling to separate, even to the land of our dreams.

“What are you thinking?”

My eyes flickered up to his, which were warm and made me melt even more into his body. His lips were turned up in an ever so slight smile as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“I’m just happy, Jamie. There is no room for anything else right now. Just happiness.”

He closed his eyes at my words. I kissed his chest and nuzzled my nose into him.

And then he whispered so quietly, “Did ye mean it, Claire? Truly? That nothing will take ye from me?”

I squirmed up a few inches to we lay face to face, with my side still pressed tightly to him. I ran my hand down his cheek as his eyes glistened up at me.

“Nothing will ever take me from you, Jamie. And that I promise with all my heart.”

A silver tear escaped the corner of his eye as he nodded slightly against me. Leaning in, I kissed the tear away and snuggled back into him. Finally, able to leave my dreams to his keeping.

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