#rosefield

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The creature!!! 🐍

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“We already know each other’s worst. We’ve battled right through it and come out the other side unbreakable. There will inevitably be arguments, concessions, and peace treaties drawn up in spilled blood, sweat, and tears. We’re going to have to choose each other, over and over, and be each other’s champion, never letting ourselves forget the good whenever we’re stuck in a patch of bad. It’s going to be work.”

You Deserve Each Other by Sarah Hogle

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You Deserve Each Other by Sarah Hogle

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“but you still haven't said you love me.” “that’s not true.” “you haven’t.” “i say it all the time, i just say it very, very quietly. i tell you when you’re in another room, or right after we hang up the phone. i tell you when you’ve got headphones on. i say it after you shut the door behind you. i say it in my head every time you look at me.”

naomi + nicholas: a ‘you deserve each other’ playlist * ੈ ‧₊ ˚

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Sanne de Roo for Rosefield

~ Holland (7) ~  

[xaphrin]

Rosefield and holding hands. I doubt even the lemon princess can make this prompt pure sin

Challenge accepted - Adult Nonsense Ahead

Rose might not have been affected by the gore and horror movie in front of her, but she was the only one. All around them, the rest of the moviegoers were squinting from behind their fingers and cringing right back into their seats. Gar included. He tried his best to hold his own, and honestly he did better than he thought he would. He only cringed three times in the first half of the movie, and that was an improvement from the last movie they saw. So… he’d consider this a win.

“Awe, you poor thing.” Rose seemed to sense his tension, and she leaned over towards him, her breath smelling of Junior Mints. “Do you need someone to hold your hand?”

Gar glared at her and before he realized it, a jump-scare had made him reach out and grab her hand. Rose snorted and leaned back against the cushioned seat, her smile tilting to the side. She looked like she had something on her mind, but was debating whether or not she wanted to say anything. Instead, she leaned back in her seat and watched the movie, her thumb tracing slow circles along the inside of his palm. It was oddly soothing, and Gar felt his body relax, to the point where he was starting to actually enjoy the movie. 

But he should have known better. Rose was never content like this. 

Her fingers threaded in and out of his own, the back of his palm resting on his thigh. It wasn’t until he felt her fingers slide down the inside of his thigh, dangerously close to the fly of his jeans, before Gar realized exactly what she was doing. He turned and looked at her, eyes narrowing as her smile glinted in the thin light of the projector. 

“I’m bored.” 

Her fingers slid up the seaming on his jeans, pressing softly against the crease in his hip. Gar felt his body wake with the sudden thrill of it all. There was a couple a few seats behind them, but most of other people were closer to the screen, wanting to be engrossed in the images playing out in front of them. He swallowed his breaths, knowing that there was nothing he could say that would make her stop what she was doing, and also knowing that maybe he didn’t want her to. 

Rose’s fingers traced the length of him through his jeans, and blood instantly rushed from the important, decision-making parts of his brain and flowed right to his cock. He shivered and spread his legs wide, looking over at her from under his eyelashes. 

“If your bored, I have something you can play with.” His meant it more as a joke than anything else, but his voice was a husky grumble, and his tongue slid out to wet his lips. “And if you’re a good girl, I’ll return the favor.”

He was treading dangerous waters when he ordered her around, but then again… he also knew it could be so rewarding if Rose gave into what he asked. Rose seemed to thing about it for a long moment before her fingers found the top button to his fly and flicked it open. 

“When we get home, we’re going straight to your room, and I’m gonna sit on your face and smoke a joint.”

Fuck. He found that hot. What in the world was wrong with him?

She slid the zipper down and his cock sprung free, pressing against the soft cotton of his underwear. Her palm slid against his length, rubbing the head through the fabric as she hummed in the back of her throat. “And then I’m going to let you fuck me as long and as hard as you want.” 

His cock jumped, twitching against her hand. 

“But first…” 

She dropped to her knees and crawled between his legs, unsheathing his cock from his underwear. Gar’s head fell back against the movie theater seat, and he swallowed air as her breath ghosted over his skin. His eyes closed, and Rose flicked her tongue against the tip of his cock, smiling. 

“First… I’m going to keep myself from dying of boredom.”  

Fuck.