Notting Hill (1999) dir. Roger Michell
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Notting Hill (1999) dir. Roger Michell
touchè. feelings wasn't comfortable for him at all. " it isn't about the kiss ... it's about what it means. " they were friends that were getting into deep water.
this wasn't going at all how she'd hoped, sigh heavily passing her lips as she stares at him as if that will change his mind. "i can't keep pretending that i don't feel something for you, okay? it's driving me crazy." her brow furrows as hurt seeps through her chest. "do you really not feel something for me?"
they're a dangerous pair. someone in the world of crime and someone in the world of law enforcement. all of his training in the academy should've told him to run far from isabelle. yet here he is, married to her and never thinking that they can be apart. "more subtle? if she even smiled my way when i wasn't looking you would've thought that she was flirting with me." although he has to give his wife the benefit of the doubt. the intern had been wanting to fuck him, he just never gave her the time of day. he wraps his arms around her waist, holding her close as he returns the kiss. "i know, that's part of the trouble. anyone that gets too close to the truth, i can expect will end up dead." not that he's complaining. he pulls back from the kiss, rolling his eyes. "yeah? well they're not going to give you any trouble anymore. they're behind bars for twenty-five years."
"she was flirting with you is the difference. i may trust you entirely, but that doesn't mean people are allowed to flirt with you like we're not married." sometimes she lets them live, just has them maimed a little rather than killed, but this one had most certainly deserved it from the way she had touched her husband's bicep. she exhales softly, his arms around her causing the stress of her day to simply melt away. isabelle plays with his hair idly, humming as she smiles. "would you rather they learn the truth and the pair of us ended up behind bars for 25 to life? not to mention if you didn't enjoy the trouble i bring, you never would have married me." her nose brushes against his own, hands sliding down from around his neck to find his belt buckle as she begins undoing it. "however will i thank you for that, darling?"
it had taken several weeks to clear out the bunker, with several more to fix up the place. at that time, fox had nearly quit, thinking all this effort was of waste. but once the generators were hooked up, and fox watches as isabelle punches in the code for the door, he realizes that all that hard work had been for something. for once, he's able to let down his guard. "might not be, but this is as close to normal as we can get." a small smile appears beneath his greying beard at her excitement, watching as she wastes no time lighting it up and handing it over. fox hesitates for a second before he accepts the cigarette by taking it in between his fingers. he takes a long drag, savoring it, before exhaling out the smoke between them. "never thought i'd miss these so much." he states in a low voice before holding the cigarette up for her to take back. but his eyes are not on her own, but on her lips instead, watching as they part and the cigarette to be placed in between them.
she hasn't felt this safe in a long time. they had power to light their bunker, a security system that would keep the walls around them safe from the creatures that walked the streets outside. that feeling of freedom feels almost electric between, changing the very current of the air tonight. they're even standing far closer than they usually would, almost sharing breath and most certainly sharing the smoke that plumes between their lips. "i did. i only had one packet on me when the world went to shit. pretty sure i went through withdrawal when i finished it." the smile on her face is soft for him, leaning back against the wall as her chin tilts up slightly to take in the smile on his face. fingers brush against his own when she takes the cigarette back, inhaling deeply and damn near losing her breath entirely when his eyes drop to her mouth. she exhales smoke between them, her own gaze catching on his lips before flicking back up to his eyes, overly aware of how close they were. "stop looking at me like that."
gwaine wasn't surprised that she kissed him, it was what she tended to do if he became worked up. it would always lead to them sleeping together and brushing off whatever argument they'd just had until it happened again. but this time he found himself opening his eyes in confusion. it was slow, and intense, less exploring him and more...intimate?
it did feel as though she was asking a lot of him though, how could he not resent. it's the only feeling he's been running on since their wedding. "i can't just wake up and dote on you like a loving husband," he felt possessive of her but he believed neither of their feelings could be classified as romantic, lustful for sure, and maybe if given a choice he'd have gotten to know her and choose to be with her, but that hadn't been their story.
"you think you can look at me and say you can accept all i am?" he knew he was an emotional man, he was told that all the time. "how do you expect us to change?"
she doesn't drop her hands away from his face even when the kiss break and he speaks, thumbs brushing gently over the stubble across his jaw. it's the softest that they've ever been with each other without question, peace and anxiety thrumming through her veins in equal measure. "i'm not asking you to suddenly dote on me. just stop fighting me all the damn time, gwaine. we didn't even need to fight now until you decided to take your anger out on me." she sighs heavily, shoulders dropping as her hands fall from his face only to rest on his chest instead. selaena had never wanted a marriage like this in the first place, she'd just been too blinded by her own anger to so much as give him a chance. "i don't know. i've never tried, and you've never let me close enough to." there had always been that wall placed between them, any chance of them moving forward thwarted by it. "you try not to hurt me, i'll try not to hurt you. that sounds like a decent start to me."
The struggle of starting a family together was part of what broke their marriage long ago. Which is why Ross wanted to do things right this time and identify the true priority, each other. "You know I could always get a vasectomy? I wouldn't mind. I saw what you had to go through and let's be honest what's a few days recovery for me?" He shrugged knowing his pain tolerance was higher than most men anyways. Being shot once or twice helped build it up. "This way you don't have to do any birth control stuff and I get to come inside you whenever I want with low risk." There was a smirk on his face as she returned their focus to the task at hand. "You hear that buddy? She wants your trigger finger. Now hold it up or she'll take both." He smirked as she came closer. "Mrs. Strollo you look even sexier with that knife in your hand." He turned back to their guest who hadn't raised a hand yet. "You think I'm fucking kidding? Now show my wife your trigger finger."
"yeah, you wouldn't mind doing that?" it touched her that he would even offer, knowing damn well that there were plenty of men out there too selfish to ever offer such a thing. not her ross though. him, she knew would always do what was right by her and their children. "i think it'll take a lot of pressure off of us so we can just enjoy each other. and enjoy you coming inside me over and over again." she grins to herself, stepping forward with the knife in hand as her soft smile for ross fades into a look of contempt for the man before them. "you keep flirting with me like that, honey, and i'm gonna have to fuck you in front of this piece of shit." she reaches forward to grip the whimpering man's jaw, forcing him to look her in the eye as she crouches down. "and you are going to go back to your employer and tell them exactly what we did to you." when the man lifts his hand onto the counter, she doesn't hesitate the stab her knife straight through his trigger finger. "i kill people just for flirting with my husband, what do you think i'm going to do to you, your family, and your employer's family if you so much as breathe near my children?"
lmao when i was on earlier all i wanted to write is smut and now i've got lemonade by beyonce on and all my angsty/yearning threads are getting the love
There wasn't much Ray wouldn't do for the sake of Lorna's happiness. Which is why he so easily caved whenever she started teasing him. Though he does take great pride in making her react like this still after years of being together. "Oh I know you love putting on a show," he whispered into her ear. "Making sure people see how much of a little slut you are for me." That's how he knew exactly what to do to bring her to her climax. "I didn't ask you to keep quiet did I, should have known it was a mistake if I did." He managed between eager grunts as he continued thrusting into her and in turn into his own fingers. "Yeah you're gonna come huh? Did I tell you that you could? You just want to real bad don't you?" He teased as his fingers kept working against her clit. "You might just have to beg me real nice like and I'll think about it."
she's obsessed with her husband in a way she never has been with another man, which makes sense considering he was the ne she married even after seeing all there was that the dating world had to offer. but as he fucks her, touches her, her head is filled with him and him alone. "that's right, baby. i love them all getting to see that i'm your slut. only you get to fuck me like you want and all they can do is watch and wish it was them." she grins, head tipping back as she slams her hips back against his cock, taking him deep as she moans and whimpers for him. people could be at the door right now watching on and she'd have no idea, too lost in the pleasure he gives her to give a shit. she moans louder at his filthy words, nodding her head. "fuck baby, please let me cum. i wanna cum for you, all over your cock and fingers. please, i need it so bad, i just wanna be your little slut."
As she sits herself onto him Bea can already feel his cock pressing against her cunt, eager to feel him inside of her. She laughed at his words before raising her arms allowing him to toss her shirt aside. The way Tomas's eyes move over her body she feels herself sigh as she continues to grind herself against him. While she was mainly doing this as a means to entertain herself he was proving to be an exciting lover. Bea can't help but groan with delight as he bucks into her before sucking on her nipple. "Fuck you really are so hot," she breathes wrapping around her arms to keep his head there as she continues grinding herself against him. "I am going to ride the fuck out of you. All you have to do is sit back and relax."
he can hardly believe his eyes at the fact that he has her on top of him like this, so young and beautiful that it feels illicit to be doing this. thoughts of his friends and their anger goes out the window as the sight of her consumes him. he flicks his tongue over her nipple, swirling it around before sucking on her and then switching over to her other breast. his hands slide into her underwear then, gripping her ass and squeezing as he thrusts upwards into her clit. "same can be said for you. this body of yours is so gorgeous." he lifts his head then, groaning as he lifts his head to kiss her mouth, sucking on her lip. "you gonna just talk about it or are you gonna show me, sweetheart?"
If this would make Tomas content at least for the duration of this trip Harriet didn't mind. Not to mention that above her own emotional feelings her body craved him too. For now this was enough. His touch, his kiss and especially his voice. "Good," she whispered against his mouth allowing him to continue kissing her as she stroked his cock. "You're okay I won't judge." She replied knowing at times some men were self conscious about that but in this scenario it didn't matter. As if she would stop if it took longer. While she felt herself getting wet right now she wasn't going to indulge in that feeling, right now it was all about him. "You know I don't mind you making a mess on me," she grinned lightly pulling his hair again to expose his neck before leaning down suck at his skin not minding if she left a mark behind. Even if she wasn't completely his yet, Tomas was hers already.
things had gotten so intense between the so quickly, but he had known upon meeting her that she was a woman he needed in his life. whether that was simply as a friend, a lover, or something more, he knew that whatever that pull was between them was something he needed in his life. preferably as his, but he would settle for whatever he could get. "fuck, harriet." he kisses along her jaw, face finding it's place in her neck and continuing to press kisses there. it's too intense to look her in the eye, the lust already creeping over him and making him thrust into her hand with a bit more intensity. he squeezes her nipple again before groping her entire breast, rocking forward as her words cause his orgasm to start to build. "you're killing me. so fucking perfect for me." the idea of getting to cum on her again mixed with the way she tugs at his hair and kisses his neck has him groaning her name in pleasure, cum spilling out onto her belly and over her hand.
There was nothing wrong with him being possessive, she loved it honestly. Yet he didn't need a picture of it to know how good it looked. Plus a photo wouldn't be as good as the real thing. "Yes baby all yours," she purred running her fingers through his hair. "I do I need it." She whined, faking it a little but giving him the encouragement he needed. When he popped his head up she smirked before forcing his head back down between her thighs so she could roll her eyes. "Please Arthur, I need it. I need you. Look at this pretty pussy... it's all yours to eat up as much as you like." While she wasn't completely pretending he knew he preferred it the more desperate she sounded for him.
he loved the way that she responded to him. she knew exactly what he liked to hear when it came to being in bed together, knowing that the key to her own pleasure was stroking his ego. "my woman. my pretty pussy." he presses a kiss t her inner thigh again, chuckling as she pushes his head back down, letting his breathe skim across her opening as he listens to her beg. he can feel his cock hardening further against the mattress, fingers digging into her thighs as he pulls her a little closer, mouth lowering down to run his tongue through her folds. "i'm gonna give it to you baby. gonna give you everything you need." he licks through her slit again before closing his lips around her clit, sucking softly.
love wouldn't be the word to describe what they had, he wasn't sure he even liked her in the beginning. but after all this time he was trying, at least as much as he had been willing to go. he'd stopped testing the boundaries he'd been playing at the start of this marriage. and he'd walked away away when he was feeling angry and unreasonable. but then she was just as stubborn as him, as she grabbed him, he took another breath and tried to think about what he'd say. "because i couldn't, because you're a reminder of my lack of choice. that i'm living in a lie. that i have no agency in my own life, that now i dedicate myself a to a woman i don't know- but i've been loyal and yet...what do i get out of it? i still have people talking, judging, and making us the gossip. do you know what they tell the new people in court? to watch out for us like i'm some kind of joke or theatre show?!"
in many ways the two of hem were so the same. both of them had been forced into this marriage without having any say in the matter, both feeling trapped with a stranger that they were simply forced to spend every day beside. with every word out of his mouth she forms more of an understanding of her husband, and the fact that his feelings about their marriage so closely resembled her own. her eyes settled on his own, her hands reaching up to cup his face within them before she draws him down into a kiss. it's soft and slow, a stark contrast to the heated kisses that they usually share. she remains close to him even after pulling away. "i know neither of us wanted this and we'd have much rather had a say in our own lives. but i'm your wife, i don't sleep around with other men, and i can't even remember the last time i flirted with someone else. but we can't move forward and stop acting out unless we stop resenting each other for something that was neither of our faults."
open to: f/m/nb potential connection: someone that's in his castle that he summoned to the throne room. could be another royal, servant, knight, someone he kidnapped/got in a peace treaty, t.boo connections welcomed muse: king julius [ 66 y/o king of his land. while at first he seemed to be a just ruler, with age he showed his true colors and began leading with an iron fist. cruel, wise, manipulative, confident ]
the throne was comfortable and even if it wasn't, the king was accustomed to it by now. he was almost certain that the chair had molded into his body. he had risen up to wear the crown when he was fourteen and never had to back down. thankfully. that was a long time. so sue him if he needed entertainment from time to time. "ahh good, you finally came." a small smile formed on his face when he saw the other enter. "i trust it that no one is waiting outside? what we have to talk about might not be suitable for all ears. you never know if there's a traitor nearby."
"you know, i was having a lovely lunch with my children before you summoned me." selaena teases gently, fingers gripping the skirts of her dress as she ascended towards the throne. she'd been enjoying her time in his kingdom so far after visiting from her own, there to celebrate his name day and solidify the alliance they'd formed between their kingdoms. she curtsies to him out of politeness rather than necessity, rising to her full height before raising a brow at him. "well that's rather ominous. what is it you wish to discuss?"
"I am upset and allowed to be, a man had his hand on my wife!" he was mad at the situation. "i am also upset that my wife just goes off, you could tell me. does that ever occur to you, to tell me things?" he said as his own hand ran through his hair. "now i need to get some fresh air," he said taking a deep breath. "and you are avoiding me, unless there's something you want you want from me," he said before walking past her to head for the balcony stairs.
"i know, i would have much rather it had been your hands on me, but i didn't exactly have much say in the matter." it was almost endearing to see him upset over her, her frustration beginning to simmer down as she starts to understand why it was he was so displeased. "i didn't think you cared where i was. it is not as though you tell me as much." she sighs, watching the back of his head for a mere moment before she strides after him , quickly catching up to him when they reached the gardens and taking hold of his arm. "you're the most impossible man i've ever met, you know that? you've been making it pretty damn clear from the day we wed that you couldn't stand my presence, and now you're upset when i step out for a stroll?"
"i didn't say you're a common whore," he said pushing himself at the wall. "but the fact you are everywhere besides next to your husband is making us the topic of rumors." he knew that she wasn't seeking anyone out, that much they could agree on. but he was so easily influenced by the words of others that it tended to rattle him to his core. "i heard what you said to him, those words were the reason i'm not angry with you."
"gwaine, please." she pinches the bridge of her nose, her headache still niggling at her temples and this conversation being the last thing that she wanted to have. "i just wanted some air, to go for a walk in the gardens or something. i was always going to come back inside to you." she drops her hand from her face, glare focussed in him as she crosses her arms. "please, for once, don't make this a bigger deal than it needs to be. i'm not avoiding you, alright?"
"and you," he said walking past her, "you've been gone off with him for how long now, that i had to find you-" he could only assume she was flirting again. it wasn't the first time she'd done it to under his skin, "at least you had the sense to turn him away when you did." gwaine leaned against the wall as he looked her over. "and what am i supposed to do when everyone thinks i'm a fool for having to go after you- he's going to go in there say that you were fancying him and that i'm a fool."
for a moment she merely stares at him, shocked by his reaction after he'd quiet literally come to her rescue. "you can not be serious right now." she scoffs, shaking her head. she doesn't know what she expected when it came to her husband, the two of them always seeming to butt heads. "i came out here to get some air because i have a headache and the oaf followed me out and wouldn't take the hint that i didn't want his company. what do you take me for, a common whore? did that look like i wanted his attention on me?"
i really hopped on like three hours ago to do replies and selaena was like no, i am the only one you're doing replies for <3