#richlust

[thefvrious]

@richlust wanted vova

vladimir paces the cement floor of the tiny fake shop where he was sent to meet julius for pick up. bear has no idea what he was picking up, and he doesn't really care, what bothers him was the circumstance. he doesn't trust the other organization in the slightest, least of all the other man who seems to vova like a slippery snake — perplexing and interesting to look at but ready to strike when you least expect it.

when the other male walks through the door, vladimir's body tenses. there's a reason he has been sent, of everyone, because he is the most likely to return unscathed in the event of shit going down. he's a little harder to kill than the others, as it were. when he lays eyes on the other guy, there's that conflicting feeling in his gut that hate to see you, love to watch you sort of thing that he just doesn't pay much attention to because they're supposed to be enemies, right?

"you have the package?" he asks, lifting a lit cigarette to his mouth to take a drag. "here." the russian kicks the duffel bag with the cash in it toward julius. "all there, feel free to count."

[tkachukmatthew]

starter for: mika lorenz ( @richlust )

he doesn't know quite how to navigate all of this. the way they had left things was rocky and entirely unstable and carter had cried in the shower over it. joey hadn't made things worse but he hadn't made them better, carter had realised immediately that the only way to make any of this better was for mika to come back to him. the problem with that was how clear it was that mika was not going to come back to carter of his own accord. that had pushed carter into coming up with a plan to make things right, even if he was not entirely sure what had gone wrong. he just knew he had fucked up by taking care of joey that night.

it isn't until a week later when carter gets the chance to confront mika. between team events and mika's refusal to allow them to be in the same room alone, carter was beginning to think this day would never come. he got to the arena early because he knew mika would be there, working out or getting a little extra skating time in. either way, they would be alone for a while and carter was counting on that. coffee cup in hand, carter slips into the weight room and sighs when he sees mika there. thankfully alone. he isn't sure how he could have handled finding somebody else here with him. slowly, carter makes his way over to him, almost like mika is an animal he is trying not to spook. holding out the coffee cup, carter licks at his lips and then clears his throat. "hi," he starts quietly, "i got this for you. just how you like it." a peace offering, however small. it seemed a good place to start, though perhaps not exactly what mika is looking for. the problem is, carter does not know exactly what he is looking for.

[womansound]

          "what  are  you  doing  here  ?"  though  her  voice  is  barely  above  a  whisper,  the  admonishment  in  her  tone  rings  clear;  gwen  looks  over  the  other's  shoulder,  motioning  at  the  ball  happening  in  full  swing  on  the  other  side  of  the  grand library door  —  no  doubt  the  absence  of  the  prince,  of  all  people,  wouldn't  go  by  unnoticed.  "your  majesty  —"  gwen  begins,  though  as  she  catches  herself  she  rolls  her  eyes,  nudging  his  shoulder.  "korey.  i'm  busy.  shouldn't  you  be,  too  ?" // 🍓 ଘ(੭◌ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊ @richlust !

[springbreezc]

♡ — closed starter for @richlust | based note: made with beta

"you aren't obligated to come to the party. it's mostly a function to celebrate the completion of the hazing of the interns." the ones that remain, at any rate. few survived until the end in the cut-throat investment world. "and the event sort of just doubles as the holiday celebration since most of the executives take the last two weeks of the calendar year off." brice included. he already had another vacation booked just for the two of them, and if they didn't want to come to a snoozy corporate affair, he wouldn't hold that against them. however, that didn't mean that he couldn't entice them a little bit, adding, "there will be plenty of activities and food though. free booze, a raffle...if that sort of thing interests you." mostly, brice wanted the chance to show them off by having them on his arm.

[crownedkxngs]

@richlust​ gets a sad julian cortez.

    he was sad.   seeing his father, a drunk mess, coming back in his life because he wanted some damn money.   all he cared about was fucking money.    he looked at the man, tired of feeling like shit because the man who was meant to be a loving father was a fucking asshole, an abuser, a manipulator.   all he cared about was getting drunk, and giving little to no attention to the only son he had.   but julian had had enough of it.   feeling like he was worth nothing.  “ this is the last time i’m giving you anything.   i don’t have a father anymore, so don’t ever come to me.   you don’t have a son, ” he said before turning around and walking off.

    julian walked and walked.  he didn’t know how late it was, but all he did was walk.   and then he ran.   emotions taking over.   tears falling down his face as he ran.   and then he found himself at the only place that he knew he’d find some solace.  so he wiped his tears, wiped his eyes and tried to gather himself before finally knocking on the door.  he didn’t know how long he had been knocking, but they were getting more frequent, harder, and when he finally was about to bang on the door, he saw it open and looked up at the man.   the only man in his life that gave a shit about him.   

      he froze, not knowing what to say.   he was certain is the past midnight, and here he was, in front of the coach’s home, and he just stood there.   and finally, he spoke.   “ i’m sorry–– i didn’t know where else to go. ”   he finally said, fighting back the tears that were starting to get to him again.  fuck, he was a mess.

[coconvtfm]

@richlust liked this for a starter

based on: x - nia left for new york city in her early twenties, to go live the life she wanted as a woman. she left her girlfriend but had always hoped that she would come after her, find her... but she didn't. now, they've met again as nia visits her hometown and they finally talk about it.

"you didn't come after me." nia finally spoke, an answer to the question of why she was a little bitter, a little... hurt as they talked about their break up - even though nia had left. she had ended it. she had chosen the big city and a new life.

[seolinah]

closed for @richlust // ft. amy

"Oh god, please don't look at me like that. I'd rather you just be angry than do this whole disappointed look you got going on."

[purehoneybees]

starter for: @richlust based on this!

No one would believe this. They had built their collegiate careers in completely seperate social spaces. Now look at them. Dom moaned as he felt her head dip down and her lips around his sex. This wasn't the first time he'd been with her—it wasn't going to be the last. "Holy fuck..." The, typically timid, male moaned out. She was the most sought after woman on campus. No one would've thought she noticed him, let alone be interested in him. At this point, it was blur as to who pursued the other. None of that mattered. All Dominic cared about was the intense pleasure he was getting from her lips.