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the simple act of being carried to bed is enough to make her breath hitch, and percy knows—though if she's being honest, she already knew—that she's done for. he's it for her. all she wants, and all she ever will want. it's not just physical, though she shamelessly stares at his bare chest when he takes off his shirt. it's everything. and maybe she's just young and dramatic, but... when fin calls her beautiful, it's not like how others have said it. when he says beautiful, it feels like he means something more, something beyond words. she doesn't know if she can agree, but she's not going to argue the point. not now. not when he's smiling at her like that. "you—" her cheeks burn, and she feels lightheaded with anticipation. all this gentleness. all this love. she thinks she'll explode from it. "i love you so much." she cranes her neck for a kiss, short and sweet, and breathlessly adds: "but i'm feeling a little overdressed here." she's still a little nervous about getting naked in front of him, but her old self-consciousness is tempered by his words and by his gaze; she wants him to see her. she wants to see him see her.

[roseguided-arch]

𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐈𝐍. it was an ease with another person she'd never been granted after years of living like she was walking on egg shells. constantly being told she wasn't good enough & forget an affection word or touch from her mother. this lack of emotional care bled into the rest of her life where young woman tended to choose the wrong sort of men to get attentions from--one who never actually cared about her, but wanted to use her for something. fin, on the otherhand, had been the complete opposite. it surprised her at first, but then it made giving herself, wanting to, that much easier. in a way that felt different from the others, better.

@privatevideo said, " TOUCH YOURSELF FOR ME. " + [CAMERA] : SENDER RECORDS RECEIVER.

the camera doesn't make her shy, not with finley whom she knew who would never show whatever was recorded to anyone else. it was exciting to her to know he'd look at these afterward, use them for himself when he couldn't have the real thing. settling back against the bed, caroline keeps her knees together until he's kneeling right in front of her. big brown eyes, so doe eyed any other time, look directly into the camera with teeth biting down into her lower lip. ❛ what, like this ? ❜ opening her legs to give him a clear view, caroline allows for her hand to snake it's way down her body. over breast, brushing intently over perked, rosy nipple, over her stomach until her hand settled where he wanted it. fingers, almost in practiced motions, rub small circles against her clit. other hand takes to squeezing & kneading against breasts. eyes remain on the camera, on finley, even when she releases a small sigh from her chest. ❛ is this what you wanted to see, finley ? ❜

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it's nice when finley visits. sometimes, sadie misses him so badly it feels as if her heart is going to rip itself out of her chest. it's all metaphor, sure, but she cares for him. when he comes to her door, that certain (and sometimes smug) grin on his face, the only thing she can do is kiss him. it's hungry, like sadie couldn't ever survive without him.

sometimes, she thinks she can't.

they don't make it to the bedroom before their clothing is off, a trail leading to her couch. there's something romantic in the way he pins her under him, her legs crossing over fin's hips as he enters her. fuck, she thinks she could cry from relief, a moan echoing out into the living room. they can't get enough of each other-- it's a fury. it's love, in all honesty. her nails dig into his back, breaths coming out in hard puffs. sometimes she thinks she could tear his skin, burrow into his chest and never leave. it's still a little too early to say something like that to fin, though.

" i missed you, baby. " it's a rough whisper, sadie's throat dry. it doesn't matter. at least she got the words out and didn't let them die on her tongue. it's all she needs to say.

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@privatevideo ASKED, [  BEND OVER  ]  * 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 - 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. clara knew that she’d end up getting herself in trouble . . that she’d have consequences to face when they were alone. but, that’s exactly what she wanted to happen. ( her ways were mostly subtle that night at the dinner party of a few of her friends. she held fin’s hand , she kissed the underside of his jaw. she teases him with her ‘accidental’ hiked up dress at the dinner table. perhaps a sneaky hand that lingered against his thigh & her awaiting palm to accidentally brush over his lap. all of it intentional , but clara also loved to watch him squirm ! ) ; now, alone at her house with her mother watching the children , clara finds herself with her cheek pressed against the cool wood of her dining table. fingers brace against the edge of it , nail digging in a little as the other presses palm down on the surface. a grin spreads against her lips, heart thudding feeling the press of fin’s palm against the small of her back. ❛ aw, did my teasing get to you ? ❜ the woman teases him, knowing it’ll most likely on add to his fanning fire ! the fabric of the dress she wore , to which hugged all of her curves , is being pushed up over her ass. ❛ it’s only fair that you get to fuck me to teach me a lesson, isn’t it ? ❜

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@privatevideo sent: 13 M/F

there's nothing wrong about adding some spice to a relationship. sadie and finley like to push and press against limits and see how far they can take things. using the pool for sex had been floated out as an idea (pun intended) and sadie's eyes sparkled as she plotted, sweet words whispered in his ear. something must have sparked his interest because he pulled her outside, the smile never leaving her mouth.

her knees press into the hard concrete, ass pointed up toward the air. his cock rests heavily in her mouth, his fingers curling into her hair. the sounds she makes aren't exactly pretty-- ugly gagging sounds as drool drips from the corners of her mouth. still, she wants to pleasure him, do anything he wants. the idea of getting caught is enough to make her go wild. realistically, there are so many bad things that could happen if they did, but she doesn't wanna think about the consequences right now. all sadie wants to think about is being used as a pretty little fleshlight. she can't really smile, but the look she flashes him is more than enough to convey happiness.

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@privatevideo ASKED, [  NECK  ]  *  wednesday kisses finley’s neck. - for younger fin, obvs.

𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 , to show genuine interest in them. hardly ever , equally , did they excite her in the slightest after over a hundred years of being around them. humans were nothing more than the same recycled personalities with minimal variations—however , wednesday had found finley to be almost an exception. while she hadn’t known him for terribly long , she did enjoy his conversations , his pretty face , & the blood that flowed underneath her skin. as much as he was entertainment , in a variety of ways , he was also food & she was getting thirsty ! it hadn’t taken long for her to crawl onto his lap, to keep her legs close to his sides & his back pressed against the couch. nor for her cold flesh to press against his , for her ears to listen intently to the thud of his heart. ; the blood under his skin swooshed in her ears , she could feel it & the smell was so much more powerful when in a heightened state. hand runs along the side of his neck before fingertips , nails nipping only a little , ghost against the flesh of his collarbone. lips break themselves from his, their feverish approach , to press to the underside of fins jaw & then against his throat. eyes close & wednesday takes another smell of his scent. a tightness of her own grows in her stomach along with a hunger—the two usually tend of to co-exist. ❛ you smell so good , ❜ she whispers against his ear before another kiss follows. ❛ i could eat you up. ❜ he might not be able to see her grin, but he could hear it.

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@privatevideo said: [ GRATIFY ]  sender asking “is that better?” after finally penetrating receiver after teasing them.

she'd asked him to tease her—to draw it out, to drive her crazy—and he certainly delivered. her nerves are electrified, each touch or kiss he gives her eliciting a shiver or a moan from her lips (swollen from his kisses & the abuse of her own teeth as he drives her wild). she'd eventually resorted to begging, teary-eyed from pleasure but still wanting, needing more.

the sound she lets out when he finally gives her what she's asking for would embarrass her if she wasn't too busy listening to the question he murmurs into her ear. percy's head nod furiously, her nails pressing into his back at his first thrust. "yes," she gasps after a moment, her mind finally remembering how to form words. "yes, it's—it's good, fin, baby, you feel so good, thank you—"

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@privatevideo sent: [ CONDOM ]: sender goes to put on condom but receiver says they don’t have to put one on. (:

they've been incredibly careful since she's gotten her iud out-- it just hasn't been the right time to even think about a kid, let alone have one. sure, they've talked about having another, but-- alas. the times that he's been there, they've used protection before he had to leave again. the truth is: sadie's missed feeling him inside her. it's probably some weird primal instinct inside her (no pun intended) but the feeling of closeness's just something that can't be topped (also no pun intended).

so, fin's sitting on their couch and she's naked in his lap, his fingers pressing into her hips. it's nice, comfortable even. sadie misses him when he's not here-- she's even admitted so. there's an idle thought that maybe she'd offer to go with him on one or two trips, but the other thoughts are telling her to no impose on his space. hm, they can talk about it later. it's what they do.

fin shifts her to move her off his lap, but instead, she pulls herself closer to him, chest against chest. " -- you don't have to go get a condom. i wanna feel you come inside me this time, okay? " sadie's teeth bite down at her bottom lip, her eyes sparkling (like they always do when she looks at him). " don't you miss it, baby? because i miss it. " sure, she's probably trying (and failing) to manipulate him, but most of it's just teasing. her hips grind against his lap, never breaking eye contact. " -- and really, i've been dreaming about having another kid with you. what do'ya think about that? "