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[physic4l]

“ ¿entonces dices que es tu primera vez haciendo esto? ” no pretendía sonar como un pretencioso, pero quizá era la práctica que él había cogido con el pasar de los años. “ pues no se te da nada mal ” aceptó, tras darle un trago a la cerveza. apenas llevaban veinte minutos conociéndose en persona, y como el animal que era, estaba pensando en si terminarían pasando la noche juntos. algo le decía que ada no era de esas, pero con todo el tiempo que habían estado chateando ¿quién podría impedirle pensar lo contrario? / @moonlightdance​

[sarawritesx]

starter for @moonlightdance​

Loretta hated events like this one; even though she wasn’t a stranger to different kind of gatherings and knew how to handle them the best she could, when you had all these politicians around you and their girlfriends or wives who couldn’t talk about anything else but their hair and nails, she found herself to be bored very easily. Once they arrived, she was wrapped around Charles’ arm, smiling and talking only when she was asked something; Lo was witty, smart, and knew just the right words to keep everyone happy, as taught by her mother since the early age. But the moment he left her to talk to the men, she felt some sort of relief; grabbing a glass of champagne from the passing bartender, her blue gaze lifted up and she spotted him on the other side of the grand hall. 

There was no mistake that Dalton has been looking at her for a while now; lifting her glass towards him, she took a small sip out of it and moved to get through the crowd, and to the second floor, finding a balcony real fast, and hearing footsteps faint in the distance following. The fresh air suited her the moment she was out into the night, hand still holding onto the glass; her long emerald dress stood out even more in the moonlight, the diamonds she was wearing even more so. She was twirling that one string of golden hair on the side of her head that just didn’t want to stay up with the rest, and as she heard the glass door close up, Loretta finally turned around to face him. “I’m surprised you are not down there with the lads, they are this close to getting their dicks out and see who has the biggest one.”she said with a chuckle and a scoff, mocking the conversations she has overheard downstairs. “You look very dashing tonight, Dalton.”she finally mused, taking a sip of her champagne. 

[tinumiel]

Be Our Guest || Arnaud & Cara.

Arnaud entered the Irish bar whistling a merry tune, playing with the keys to the house he rented, by tossing them into the air and catching them before they hit the ground. He winked at a couple of costumers who turned around to look at the happy-go-like fancy dude who had just entered a place owned by a mob like it was nobody’s business. Little did they know, he was possibly more dangerous than half of them.

He politely called for the attention of a blonde barmaid behind the counter and took off his hat, making a small bow. “Bonjour, mademoiselle. I am looking for Miss Cara Sullivan. We made plans to meet here. Might I ask if you know where she is?”

The woman looked at him strangely for a moment, almost suspiciously. When she spoke, she did so as if she was trying out her voice, and she did it in french, “Qui la cherche ?” Who is looking for her?

Arnaud’s smile widened in recognition. Undoubtedly, the girl has caught on his accent with his first two words, just like he did now with hers. “Ah, donc tu dois être le Frenchie” You must be the frenchie “Dis-lui qu’Arnaud la cherche. Je suis un vieil ami” Tell her Arnaud is looking for her. I am an old friend. The barmaid seemed to ponder his reply for a moment before nodding. She called for another waitress to take the order she had been working on and disappeared through a door. 

Arnaud was left to wait, whether for Cara to appear or for the blonde french girl to point him in the right direction. His heart was skipping happily inside his chest. He was excited, he had been looking forward for that evening the whole week. It seemed ridiculous, really. All those years and he had never thought of having a drink with Cara, and Cara alone? It was almost unlike of him. Then again, nothing about the Irish woman was ever like it would usually be with anyone else. She was, after all, extraordinary to him.

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[brok3nxdreams]

Caden stepped out on the tar mac, he saw Shep first and he couldn’t help but laugh seeing that cute little butt shake, as he walked closer. He knew he could run after him once he knelt so he knelt down and laughed when the dog bounded into his arms. Cade was laughing when Shep began to lick his face all over and gave those excited little whimpers he made. Eventually he got his dog settled down and he expected to see his friend there. But when he looked up he saw Olivia instead and there was a relieved smile on his face, a tired worn look adorned his features but she was a pretty sight to see after the few months he spent away from her. Skype didn’t do her justice and the emails he got just weren’t the same. “You just wanted to see the cute butt shakes he does didn’t you?” Caden teased tiredly, as he stood up and he didn’t know how she’d react but he walked over to her and just wrapped his arms around her tightly hugging her. He usually had no one to come home too, but coming home and seeing the woman he was smitten with? That was enough for Caden he just sighed happily holding her for a moment. “Hi, Olivia.” He finally said.

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[sunsetxdreams]

Starter for @moonlightdance​

If there was one thing between the madness of his life that he enjoyed it was bringing his dog Shep with him to the hospital to go visit all of the kids. Many people would probably think of him as mad to want to hang out with sick children but he knew what it felt like to spend nights in the hospital and want nothing more than to go home. So Atlas learned that dogs like Shep brought them a little joy and then he used it as a way to give back for all of the things he did and saw while he was at war. It was a mutual way to make both the kids and him feel better. Sometimes he even showed up with his fire gear and let the kids try on his helmet and ask him whatever questions they had about being a firefighter. Atlas was hanging out with the kids who were all fawning over Shep, when he glanced over and spotted the cute doctor he had an eye on since they had met a while back. “I was wondering when you were going to show up.” He said with a warm smile, he didn’t really know her history but he was curious to know it. “Busy day on the floor?” Atlas questioned to just make general conversation and to both check on her. He cared a little too much about the people around him, maybe because he had no one to care for him so he always made sure no one ever felt the way he did by making sure they were all checked up on.

[ofginjxints]

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Alma stirred on the bed and buried her face on the pillow. She felt blissful and quite satisfied. Who would’ve thought that she would end up doing this? Sure, they had gone to the wedding together and now her light was broken, which was just a good excuse to call him again. Of course he did, one thing lead to the other and the rest was history. The bedsheets covered half of her naked body. She incorporated slowly in the bed, her dark haired falling over her shoulders. “Morning” she said softly and offered him a coy smile, running her fingers over the bedsheets. “Come to bed…” she said sweetly.

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They had a nice evening at the wedding, she even kissed him when he took her home but part of him had it pinned on the wine they had drank and maybe even politeness on her part. But then last night happened and everything changed. Alma looked beautiful basking in the morning sun, hair tousled and a sleepy look on her face.

“Yes ma’am.” He grinned as he put out his half-finished cigarette and strode over to the bed to slide back under the sheets. Rough fingertips skimmed over her soft skin on her back down to the curve of her ass as he laid on his side facing her. He took his time to gaze at her lazily before pressing his lips against hers softly. “You’re amazing y’know?”

[invernio]

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Tonight had been a success for the photographer. Most of his pictures hanging on the walls had been sold, for quite a fairly high price, and the man had a small grin on his lips... still tasting the brief flavour of Adrian. The event had been unexpected, as he had been postponing this exhibition for most of his career. It was a very personal and more human perspective than his typical commercial shots. As he finished up and said his goodbyes to most of the remaining guest... his publicist gave him the thumbs up and allowed him to go home. 

The dark haired man stepped outside the gallery, with a messy hair and thick beard, hiding his hands in his pockets... and revealing his outfit with an open coat. He took in the breeze of the night, feeling the tip of his nose slightly cold and ready to call a taxi... but that’s when his eyes captured a new subject for his interest. A smirked appeared clearly on his lips, as he decided to get closer to Adrian under the darkness and dim light in the street... “Did you lose something...? A date or a photographer perhaps?” he raised an eyebrow in a playful way.

[sarawritesx]

starter for @moonlightdance​

Leona was always on the go, being a single mother of two, a owner of a successful restaurant and handling her big family in between didn’t come that easy but she managed it all. On top of all the daily things she had to do, the parents of her dead husband, and grandparents to her two little girls whom she left her children with a lot since she wanted them to be a part of the girls life, got the little pup for when they visit. And as pup got sick, it was up to Leona to bring the poor fragile thing to the vet, and through recommendation got to Wesley Compton. He surely was an expert, she liked his approach and all the stories he had to tell. The pup was going to be fine but her condition required to have Leona bring her to the vets clinic a couple of times. And even though others around her offered to do it, in case she isn’t making it, Leona found the time, always, feeling like the pup was her responsibility and also maybe somewhere deep she wanted to see Wesley again. With the little Dalmatian in her hands, she was back in her office, offering him a wide smile as she spotted him. “Good afternoon, doc. Dotty is here for her last check up, and i have to say she’s been doing really good. She eats great, sleeps perfect, and overall she’s back to being her good old self.”she explained, still smiling.