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[thefvrious]

i've been very poorly, which is not conducive to writing much, so please forgive me!

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@blumhouses said -> wyatt grabs poppy's neck

She was so pretty and, really, the only thing Wyatt could think about. He could stare at her all day, listen to her talk all day -- though he knew that wasn't very exciting, that she probably wanted more from him than just a guy who stared at her and tripped over every word she said. He fumbled, though, could never find the right words to tell her just what was on his mind. So, instead of saying something, he opted for actions. His hand at her neck, pulling her closer. There was just a moment's hesitation before their lips met -- maybe that would tell her just what he'd been thinking.

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@blumhouses sent -> clarice kisses the back of dyna's neck

They had just been getting ready to go out, wanting to make sure they looked nice for Clarice, when the other walked into the room. Dyna caught sight of them through the vanity mirror and offered an apologetic smile. "Almost done, I promise." But then there was Clarice with lips upon Dyna's neck and they couldn't help but shudder and sigh at the feeling, turning their head. "Dessert before dinner? How very like you."

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@blumhouses sent -> [  hickey  ] ;  emery gives lennon a hickey on his hip bone.

Being under Emery's careful attention was a bigger treat than Lennon had been prepared for. He was woefully inexperienced before meeting his boyfriend, and painfully shy to boot, but Emery had peeled back the layers of him, and Lennon felt at his most comfortable like this.

His fingers carded through the other man's hair as he watched Em busy, dutiful at work. When the other's plush lips left his skin, Lennon bit down on his bottom lip with the force of his smile. "A little reminder that I'm yours?"

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@blumhouses sent -> [  bondage  ] ;  tiana ties dylan up.

When Tiana had told Dylan she had plans for them, the blonde hadn't expected this. She was younger than Tiana, and -- admittedly -- a lot less experienced. She could count her partners on one hand and everything they had done had been pretty vanilla. She was open to new experiences, though, and as the silk drew tighter around her wrists, she couldn't help the pretty little gasp that escaped her lips. "I don't know how I feel about not being about to touch you but... this is nice already."

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@ghostsxagain said -> “I want you all to myself. No one else can have you.”

Spencer had been shook from the moment he laid eyes on Itzayana. Never mind the struggle it was to say her name -- he'd rolled it over on his tongue over and over and over again until it sounded just the way she'd said it -- or the fact that he'd been warned off girls like her. She was a cleansing fire and he wanted the ache of the burn.

It wasn't unusual for girls to throw themselves at the members of the club, either, and Spence had had his fair share of dalliances with random women, but he felt as if this shit that was brewing between him and Itzayana could be real, something substantial, and wasn't he ready for that?

She ain't old lady material, one of the other guys had said to which Spencer had scoffed. Maybe he didn't want an old lady. Maybe he wanted a woman who could think of her own accord, who wouldn't buckle and bend to his will.

"is that so?" He asked, wicked grin pulling at his lips as he pulled her closer to his body, both hands cradling her ass so they were flush up against one another with scarcely enough room for a breath to pass between them. "Well, you're in luck, 'cause the feeling's totally mutual, babe."

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@ghostsxagain said -> “You’re mine to protect.”

Since that first kiss in his parents' office, things had been electric between Sullivan and Rhodes. Having Sullivan working, still, in the house was interesting, but Rhodes sort of welcomed the challenge of having to look at the other man all the time and keep his hands to himself. It seemed it was just as difficult for Sullivan, and that, in itself, was a treat for Rhodes, never mind the deliciously tantalizing knowledge that his parents would absolutely shit if they had a clue what their son was up to with the help.

Every day, Rhodes learned something new about his lover, and he was basking in the glory of it -- slowly peeling back the layers, showing each other pieces of themselves that no one else had ever seen; or, at least, that no one had seen and stuck around for. Rhodes wanted to see every ugly, shattered piece of this man, even if it left him bleeding -- he'd still say thank you.

"Is that so?" He asked, his black eyes dancing brightly as a smile played at his lips. "I like the sound of belonging to you..." Rhodes stepped closer, right into Sully's bubble. The older man was sitting on the desk and Rhodes found his slender body fit quite nicely between Sully's slightly parted knees. "And you protecting me. Do you think there's anyone you need to protect me from?" His eyes fell to the other man's lips, a smile tugging at his own. Sullivan did not yet know what a force Rhodes was; but that didn't matter. The thought of Sullivan protecting him lit a fire in him, and he wanted to hear more.

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@ghostsxagain said -> ❝I’m talking to you as a friend.❞

"Okay, and I'm listening to you as a friend." Fox replied, somehow miffed by the fact that she had to clarify they were friends. Why had that rumpled his feathers so much? He'd either address it later -- in private -- or, the more likely, he'd swallow it down and try to forget about it until it reared its ugly head again. "What's so damn important that we friends need to talk about it?"