#ramimalek

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The Amateur by James Hawes

Charlie Heller close-up

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So Rami Malek is getting a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame next year! I’m so proud of him! What a king 👑😍🥰

He deserves it so much! 🥰

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Businessman/CEO! Josh Washington is engraved in my brain like a parasite

Warmings: sexual content, 18+, universe where prank never happened, first ever post 😭💔🥀

Businessman!Joshua Washington is 100% a nepo baby. I can imagine him being an executive at the entertainment company where his father directed films. I feel like josh wouldn’t care about the bad press and people thinking his dad got him the position, in reality, josh entirely wanted to follow his father’s footsteps and become a director. What got him ahead of his own father is his talent and people skills, the mix of being born a socialite and having genuine talent got him to the top.

Businessman!Josh is very similar to Tyrell from Mr. Robot without the corruption, he genuinely cares for the company and would still do the job without the ridiculous pay. Speaking of the pay, when you get with josh you wouldn’t have to worry about any type of bills to pay and anything you even glance at when shopping is yours. Even with your own money, he would spoil you rotten with lavish gifts, secluded vacations in privately owned islands, and blinding jewelry with royal history.

Businessman! Josh definitely spends most of his time working. Even on his days off with you, you have to get his attention off his personal computer. During your laid back dates where it’s just you, him, and your private chef in your shared New York Penthouse overlooking Central Park josh talks about what’s going on with the company. I can imagine josh looking for a genuine relationship instead of his colleagues preferred “transactional” relationships. He met you when you both were interns competing for the same position. He officially fell in love with you when you won the position, despite him having the upper hand you showed in the work.

Businessman! Josh who convinces you to retire early and take care of your shared home and “family” (two pet dogs) when your relationship gets serious. When you do give in and live the domestic life josh is over the moon. He is attracted to how you can step up when he needs it but ultimately lets him take the wheel. Even with him at such a high position with a lot of power and influence, he is still at heart a prankster. What initially attracted you to him was how funny he was, nothing is worth more to him than your smile and the music of your laughter.

Businessman! Josh 100% got Chris a job at the company, you even joke that Chris is his “work husband”. With them working together it’s regular that you, josh, Chris, and Ashley have double dates at exclusive restaurants. You and Ashley become close friends and even start a little book club. Eventually you help her with financing her publishing company.

Businessman! Josh still has group vacations, once he gets serious with you, he turns the vacations to be more secluded. Only inviting his sisters, Chris, and Ashley. Josh loves showing you off, whether it be at company events, galas, banquets, or any type of function where a camera is in both of your faces. Josh definitely has a collection of those paparazzi covered magazines where it’s just you two in your yacht in Monaco with the title “Lovers in Paradise?”. He definitely jacks off to the all the material, he doesn’t know if he finds the fact that the entire world knows you belong to him or how you look in that tight bikini. He definitely is embarrassed and keeps his little secret from you. Every time you to are out he loves to give the paparazzi a show

Businessman! Josh who loves being laid back with you more than ever. He craves human connection more than ever with the added responsibility. With every speech he gushes about how you are his rock and the foundation of his work. Being CEO has his perks, like fucking you on the top floor of the building in his office, the entirety of the world in view as you take in his entirety. Josh feels the most powerful when he has you on his desk splitting you open leaving you ruined for another man. It’s almost as if he’s trying to get you as loud as he can so the world knows the beautiful song of your moans and screams of pleasure.

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Prisoner

The garden is awaking from its winter sleep. The smell of spring is in the air. Small buts are finding its way through the dark earth, soaking the strong sunlight in.

You are allowed to walk freely. The white pebbles crunching under your feed. The interlacing path leads you from the silent zen garden to the cared wilderness.

First bees, lured out by sun beam, crawling on the hive, some dare even to fly around, not yet finding the bloom.

There are some nutriment to find. The owner of this garden cares. For the garden. For the bees. A most important partner in holding the garden and its plants alive.

Strolling along the low laying plants, who reach carefully out to the required warmth of the sun, you take the surroundings in.

You push your hands into the coat pockets and turn in a circle, your eyes narrowed as a shield from the gleaming light.

Crocuses and lily of the valley had sprung out of the now frost free ground. The sage bush was trimmed and freed from dead branches. Mint is already spreading out.

You fill your lungs with fresh air and forget for a moment that you are a prisoner on this island.

He allows you to take your breakfast in peace - permit you to sleep in, he awake with the sunrise - but insist you accompany him for luncheon daily.

The contrast between garden and the building is extreme. You shiver the moment you step inside. Cold concrete walls and damp air. Small bulbs illuminating the shadows instead of giving light. Some round light shafts with grills over them.

Walking along the corridors, your body shudders by the cold, and you hurry to arrive the centre, where warmth welcome you.

"There you are.." This voice is also warm. Warmer then at the beginning at least.

You smile timed, still coy in his presence.

You get a smile back, a net of scars wandering along his face, a disparity to his full mouth. His grey-storm eyes glim rather kindly while scanning your feature.

"How was the garden walk?", he inquiring.

"Relaxing.", you answer truthfully and settle at the filled table. Suddenly you realise your Hunger.

Still, you wait until he reached for his chopsticks.

He bobs his head. "I'm glad you are able to enjoy it. I spend many happy hours in my father's garden."

You overthink his words as you get yourself some miso soup.

"I -", you start to speak, stopping yourself.

He looked curious up.

"Yes? Pray, speak your peace."

Twirling the small porcelain in your bowl, you check his face. He appears calm and curious.

"I'm just thinking... you should maybe stop to say that. "

He crocked his head. "What do you mean?"

You clear your throat from the sudden dryness of it.

"I think-", your voice stronger, "it is your garden. Your care. Your peace. It is your garden and your piece of heart, is it?"

He stares at you for a long while. His face unreadable. He didn't even blink. A stature.

Then he moves again. His free hand moves to his mouth as he chuckles. Finally blinking. His shoulders trembling. His eyes amused and ... thankfull.

Eventually he stretches up his shoulders and nodded.

"Thank you.", he states. "I think .. I think I needed to hear that."

You take a releaved breath, glad he wasn't offended.

"You're welcome."

The following silence is relaxed as you both enjoy your meal. It feels like a new start.

His garden. Springtime. Time for a new start. Even for you both?

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As if your open words had washed away a invisible wall, the night ritual is more relaxed.

You still remember the first night.

Cleaned and groomed, nude and trembling under the sheets - actually hiding under it - while he found sleep beside you, not even touching you.

The nights, you found eventually sleep and relaxation, as you had learned he needed a warm bed and not violation.

The nights, when you found yourself resting at his shoulder, woken up, when he turned in his sleep.

The one night, after three months, when he reached for you inviting, just opening his arm for you to rest on.

The nights, when he stroked your hair until you fell asleep.

The nights, you answered this favour.

Tonight? Is calm and peaceful. His quarter warm and comfortable. The sheets warmed up by metal bed bottles.

You are as always already under the sheets when he comes in.

Nodding to you. Making himself ready in the bathroom. Coming back in, wrapped in his bed kimono.

You watch him coming over, while putting some cream on your hands. Rubbing slowly your fingers together as he slips aside you under the sheets.

His eyes linger a moment on your face, a slide curious expression on it.

"Good-night.", he rasps out, ready to switch the light from his side of the bed out.

You act without thinking. It is a natural move to lean in.

The moment your lips meet you realise that you had wondered for some time how his mouth feels.

It is a short smooch, nothing more.

"Sleep well.", you mutter as always. The kiss a spoon of sugar.

His eyes blinking rapidly.

His lips are smooth, full and half open as he steals another good night kiss.

And then another.

Slowly.

Sloppy.

Carefully.

Asking silently for more.

Your hands on his shoulder. Then in his hair. His fingers grabbing for you hip. Yours tugging at his kimono.

The kiss still on, dancing tongues, shaking limbs.

He mumbles something.

"Wha?", you ask and pause.

"Say... say it.", he gasps out.

For a heartbeat you wonder what he means. Then you nod.

"Yes.", you speak and lean back on the mattress. Your hand, resting on his shoulder, draws him down to you.

His scarred face relaxed, wide grey eyes filled with wonder, his lips swollen and red.

"Yes, Lyutsifer."

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Rami Malek, Acrylic on Canvas Board.

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