#wstfl

[loveshard]

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Xavier had her up against the guest bathroom sink before the door even finished swinging shut. He twisted the lock with his free hand, then doubled back, mouth at their jaw, hands on their hips and thighs, intoxicated with the smell of them. He crowded closer, pulling their wrists until their hands were braced on either side of the porcelain. The counter was cool tile against his knuckles, and it felt good, grounding, as he pressed their palms flat. "Is he still out there?" He didn’t wait for them to answer; he already had the mirror fogged, his tongue at the shell of their ear. "Think he'll notice how long we're gone?"

[heroexxs]

Damian knew he shouldn’t be there. Not at her door. Not after midnight. Not with this weight in his chest and want in his throat like a secret he couldn’t swallow anymore, but there he stood, hands clenched into fists in the pockets of his jacket, jaw tight as the light flickered on behind the door. He had liked her first. That part was the worst. Long before she was his. Before anyone had even noticed her in that way, Damian had. She was laughter and stubbornness, wide eyes and quick wit, and he’d felt it all. Quietly. Patiently. Painfully. He never said anything. Because she wasn’t his to say it to. “I know I shouldn’t be here,” he said, voice low, heavy, rough at the edges. “I know who you belong to. I know what this looks like.” A beat. He stepped forward. Not enough to touch her, not yet, but enough that he could see every flicker of doubt or want in her eyes. “I just… I liked you first.” His lips curled into a crooked, tired smile. The kind that never quite reached his eyes. “And I’ve been good. I kept my mouth shut. I stayed away. But watching you with him, watching you settle for him...” His voice faltered. “I wouldn’t make you guess how I feel. I wouldn’t pull you in only halfway. I’d ruin you, if you’d let me.”

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[inkandichxr]

"Who's your friend?" His voice came out of nowhere but it was unmistakable who it was pointed at. Eyes steadied on the girl, completely ignoring the person she was talking to. As far as Kade was concerned he was barely a blip on the radar and if he didn't pay him any attention he would simply go away. He'd actually been having a good time - whoever was throwing this party deserved a pat on the back. Usually he got bored and wanted to go home after an hour but he'd been thoroughly entertained for most of the night. Of course there's a bodyguard posted outside but that's never unheard of for Kade. "Kia," he demanded her attention again. "Aren't you going to introduce me?"

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[angelsdvsts]

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"could you go any slower? i'm starving and we've been working on this all day."

[swcctcrbittcr]

@wstfl muse: daniel connection: two actors on set make their intimate scene real

as soon as the director called action, daniel was leaning in, hands gripping her cheeks and pulling her in for a heated kiss. a kiss that moved beyond the typical choreography, a kiss that felt weird. a sheet covered the two of them, daniel having slipped off his intimacy guard and instead had his hardness pressing against the inside of her thighs. "figured they deserved a good scene." he mumbles against her lips with a smirk, nipping at her bottom lip as he continues to rub his clothed hardness against her.

[grcveyacd]

“ i told you i wouldn’t be gone for long. “ hands rest on either side of her waist, tugging her towards his form while he leans down to press his lips softly to her forehead. “ je ne pourrais jamais te quitter longtemps. “ he murmurs, pulling away just enough so he could look down at her. “ do anything fun while i was away? “ // @wstfl liked for a starter

[realforyou]

     “ i'm absolutely not in the mood for your arguing right now . maybe you should do that with the girls in your phone . ”

[xradiant]

He rolled her eyes at her displeasure. The man was overacting, clearly, and of course she was eager to believe over anything that Klaus had to say. "Sweetheart, you're overreacting." he told her simply, even firmly. "And whatever this is? Doesn't it matter, either way, far more than some idiot who thinks that he can cop a feel because he's taking your order?" - @wstfl cont'd