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Some people don't like Perfect Celebrity....?

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TFW you can't reblog the pretty new pics of Joe Keery because the person (whom you don't know) has blocked you.

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bike connoisseurs :)

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Elizabeth Olsen for Harper’s Bazaar.

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His skin feels harsh under yours, rugged and bumpy for all the wrong (or he’d insist the right) reasons, wet near the teeth marks, and scratchy over the hairs of his goosebumps. You almost feel guilty for it.

Chan groans when you press your fingers into an old wound, a sound of both grace and mercy. He eggs you on, pulling your head closer to his neck, to feel the softness of your tongue lick up the salt on his skin. He grinds, and grinds, and presses up into you.

“Channie,” you growl, “patience.”

But patience is something neither of you have. He whines and you swallow yours. Shoving him down against the sheets, you hoist yourself on the balls of your feet—leaving only a tiny distance between your core and his length. It throbs painfully in its confines, and when you bounce with the slightest movements, it springs up with eagerness. You do this a few more times, just to hear Chan hide his hisses and watch as he clenches and unclenches his fists. He’s doing such a good job. A good boy needs his reward.

You dive for his lips, pressing yourself—all of yourself—flush against him. You swallow each moan that escapes his lips as your hips gyrate over his. He drags deliciously up and down your lower lips, head brushing against your clit. He feels it too, it’s obvious when you can feel him raising his hips to repeat the movement. He wants to hear you cry, to show him that you’re also wrapped in the same spell that leaves him only with a barely functioning mouth.

But you’re not him. You’re nothing like him. You’ve got control.