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FtF: Would you like to come out on the balcony for a little while, sir? It's so clear and pretty tonight, and I made hot cocoa, and I thought maybe if there's a cool breeze... we could pretend it feels like winter. 'Cause, I don't know about you, but turning up the air conditioning just hasn't been the same.
FtF: No, turning up the air conditioning doesn’t feel quite the same... maybe we’ll get lucky and feel a cool breeze... of course I’ll come out with you.
Seblam Thursday || 11/19
Sam practically sprinted to Sebastian’s room once they got there, since his Mistress had said something about needing to leave a little before 5pm. There was certainly no time to lose, in his opinion, even if that was a while off, now. He climbed onto the bed though clothed, sitting with his legs criss-crossed, looking expectantly from Blaine to Sebastian before focusing on the Master. “Before I get completely distracted and start kissing you, we were wondering if you would maybe... have Thanksgiving dinner with us and Mistress? You and Minou? And anyone else Mistress may want there, of course, like Mistress Santana if that’s what she wants.
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FtF: Blam! 11/17
blaineinchains:
FtF: Oh, good! I wasn’t sure if maybe it was going to be… well, never mind. I’m going to throw myself into the holidays, in general, if that’s okay with you, sir. I think we should - make them our own. If that makes sense to you?
Noo, not never mind. What? And yeah.. you mean make our own traditions?
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FtF: Blam, 11/7
blaineinchains:
FtF: But whenever you aren’t happy, I just want to make you feel better - it tends to be all I can think about. And I what to do literally whatever will make you feel good. Make you a BLT and blow you while you eat it. Play truth or dare Jenga. Nicolas Cage movie marathon. Or just lie here with you and cuddle. Anything, sir.
You’re remarkable. Seriously. I’ll never be able to get over it. But... even I don’t love him enough for a marathon. What’s truth or dare Jenga?
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FtF: Hey... Whatever you'd like, sweetheart, just say the word. We could talk, or put on a movie for the distraction, or I could just lay with you... anything, sir, anything at all.
FtF: You are so wonderful, my love. What would you like to do? I feel like I ought to make at least one person happy with me today.
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FTF: Blam! 11/3
FtF: Fair enough… is My Blue Heaven one of your favorites? I’d love to see it, if you like it so much. I don’t think I’ve heard of it.
It kind of is. One of. It’s about Steve Martin who’s from this Italian family who- lived in New York, I think, but then he witnessed a mafia member killing someone else and agreed to testify so the FBI is taking him to a white picket fenced house in nowhereville in some smaller state, I can’t remember. He’s used to the big city and conning people and just stealing things in general so he gets bored pretty instantly. And Rick Moranis is the FBI agent that’s supposed to check up on him and make sure he’s not getting in trouble, and he’s this straight laced, boring FBI type and they have a quirky friendship and Steven does a lot of wacky things. It’s fun. But I like a lot of Steve Martin movies.
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FtF: You look really good in that picture. I assume that if I wanted to post something like that, I should ask your permission first?
FtF: Thank you, beautiful. Hmm, yes. What is it you’re wanting to show?
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In Love With A Stripper || 10/30
Sam was roaming the mansion rooms with Blaine and Mistress Brittany when he heard music coming from one of the rooms they first came upon. “Oh, let’s go in here, please?!” After getting permission, they all went in. Sam’s eyes widened at all the glow in the dark decorations, the servant slaves dressed in costumes and serving drinks and food. His eyes longingly rested on a glass of alcohol before he spotted the little stage with a stripper pole, better lit than anything else in the room. A spotlight. “Oohh, wow..” He gravitated toward it before looking at his mistress. “May I?” Once getting approval, he grinned and hopped up on stage, holding his hand down for Blaine. “Come up, Honey Bee. Let’s see if you have any moves.”
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