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Liam Michelson {26} musician

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Trouble in paradise

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bellabby‌:

and with that confession she couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. oh how she loved him. he was the most gentle, kind-hearted, handsome, elegant soul she had ever met. he exceeded all expectation she could ever have for someone and god did she love him. the fear that once existed no longer did and god, did she love him even more. how they were going to support themselves and two kids were beyond her. she was student and he was a musician but all of that didn’t matter. the only thing that mattered was this. this moment they were captured in. she wiped her cheeks before pressing a hast kiss to his lips. not able to stop the soft giggle from escaping her lips. “I want this. I want us to be a family. I want saturday breakfasts and dance recitals, parent teacher conferences. I want it all. with you. only you.” her arms wrapped her arms around his neck before pushing her body against his. “so we’re doing this yeah?” she smiled against his lips before melting hers against his before taking a step back. she wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks before slowly unbuttoning her own shirt completely, letting it hit the floor. thankful she decided against a bra today despite the ache her breasts gave and the sensitivity of her nipples. “come show me how much you love me, papi.”

“Hell yeah, we’re doing this. Add monthly dates just the two of us to that list, I’ll pay for a nanny myself. I’m that greedy.” He smiled widely at her, feeling the weight of the world coming off his shoulders, they’re good. They’re doing this. Her body was a perfect match against his and he almost complained when she took a step back. That is until she presented with yet another gift from the heavens. Bitting on his lower lip he couldn’t help the groan that was already forming on his troat. “Damn, mami” he whispered right before her challenge. “Oh I’ll show you” he nodded, smashing their lips together and kissing her deep and passionately, “Of course I got you pregnant, how couldn’t I not. Look at you” He whispered, in amazement, looking at her as if it was the first time, getting lost on her all over again, his member instantly responding just at the sight of her bare breasts, painfully hard against his fly. Trailing kisses down her neck he lost no time before capturing her perfect aching breast into his month. “So perfect” he stated between kisses, between licks and soft bites, with a smile in his lips he couldn’t help but place a soft kiss on her belly, a silly grin on his face as he got back up facing her “I’m gonna be a daddy” he whispered as if it was a secret, but that didn’t stopped him from reaching her jeans and undo them. “Now let’s get us naked” 

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Trouble in paradise

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madelaine sucked in her bottom lip at his response. he loved her. he had just admitted it and she wanted to vomit. it was something she had been wanting to say herself but didn’t want it to be in this percular situation. was he only saying it because she was pregnant? a million thoughts ran through her mind as she debated with herself. she had been through this before with Blair’s father and she swore to herself she wanted put herself in this situation again, unless it was something they both had outright said they wanted before hand. at the sound of her name she peered up at him. her eyes soft as she reached up and wiped the tear from his cheek. she swore she wouldn’t cry. not yet anyway but seeing him tear up would be the end of her. “no no of course I want it! how could you even say something like that?” she mumbled shaking her head at his question. that thought never even occurred to her. “i know-I know you love blair but she isn’t yours, Liam! you could up and walk away and have no responsibility to her. she’s not yours! this is different, how I am supposed to know this really is something you want? you say you’re happy but I’ve been here before! i know how this works, Liam..” she whispered, her eyes faltering from his. “I love you..” she stated confidently looking back up at him. “but we haven’t been together long and this was the last thing I wanted to happen right now. there are so many factors that come into play. if you want out, this is the time to say it.” she whispered, her fingers reaching up and brushing against his lips gently. “you say you want this but you could change your mind.”

Liam let out a breath that he didn’t realized he was holding until then. He had to ask. That was all he wanted to be reassured at the moment, that she wanted it just as bad. All the rest he could work with. He was overwhelmed with all the new information, all the new feelings. Was it possible to love her even more at the image of her carrying his child? Yes it was. She was giving him everything he wanted. Everything he didn’t have. A family of his own. Putting himself on her shoes he was now starting to figure her out. Liam saw Madelaine as a beautiful Rubik's cube. You have to work on her, but when the pieces fit together you get it. She’s been there before. And she was left alone. She raised Blair all alone until he barged into her life. It pained him just the thought. He could never do such thing. Everything was new and simple between the two. It was a recent relationship no matter how Liam felt like they were supposed to be. It felt like they knew each other since forever. And he was already all in, even if she didn’t figured it out, he already knew it for a while now. “You’re not suppose to know, you’re right. I’m supposed to show you. I’ll keep showing you everyday. Every hour. until you just know. Until you just feel deep inside, in your bones. I’m not your past Madelaine. I know it’s hard to forget. You can’t forget. But remember one thing: I’m Liam.” He placed both her palms over his chest as he spoke. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for the long run. I’ll show you” because actions speak louder then words. He doesn’t want to start promising this world and the next. He wants to show her. The next three little words that she declared made his heart stop. “I don’t want out Madelaine. I’m all in. Have been since I first kissed you. Since I first got lost in you.” Leaning in he pressed his forehead against hers, holding her face with both his hands, afraid she might disappear in thin air. “I need you in my life like I need the air I breathe. You being pregnant of my child only amplifies my feelings for you. I can’t even put it into words. Please have faith in me, because I have faith in us. You me and Blair, we were already all I wanted in my life. You both were a gift came from heaven for me. Now?” He reached with his hand and rested it over her belly. “I’m over the moon Madelaine. I want you more then ever. I want us. All of us.” 

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Trouble in paradise

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“of course I’m serious,” she hissed, upset by his words. maybe she shouldn’t have been, but she sure as hell was. “are you trying to say how I feel right now isn’t valid? that i’m overreacting?” she pressed, knowing very well that’s not what he thought. she was just upset. she was scared. scared of the unknown and everything that could happen that she wasn’t prepared for. he couldn’t fix it. despite how much she knew he wanted to. despite how much she knew he cared about her, this was something he simply couldn’t just fix. she wanted to cry, oh god did she want to. but she wouldn’t, no she couldn’t at this very moment. “liam this isn’t something you can just fucking fix okay?” she snapped, pushing her fingers through her hair. “god damnit, Liam. Do you really want to know? I’m pregnant. Pregnant with your child. Tell me if you can fix that?” she yelled, picking up her purse. “i have to go. this is not the time to have this conversation. we shouldn’t even be having this conversation. this wasn’t supposed to fucking happen!” she mumbled, trying to push past him.

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As confused as before, at least now he got her to speak up and not just shut him out, even if that wasn't helping his case. It was like walking trough a mine field. Everything he says can be used against him. "Of course your feelings are valid, you just caught me off guard. I'm sorry!" Despite how easily the words came out he wasn't one hundred per cent sure why exactly he was apologizing, but his guts told him it was best. "Yes, of course I wanna know what's upsetting you this much!" He quickly retorted. In his mind he was ready to take it all. She could lash out on him as much as she wanted, he wasn't going anywhere and was more then willing to prove her so. But nothing could ever prepared him for her next words. And more then her words, everything that was underlined in them. Pregnant. She was pregnant. With his child. The woman he loves was carrying his child. A wave of emotion washed over him and a single tear ran down his face. He did nothing to hide it or whip it away. "You're pregnant" he whispered, more to himself then anything, letting it setting in. But before joy could overcome him confusion hit him again. "Why- what- fix it?! I don't understand" a terrifying thought rushed through him making his knees go weak. She didn't wanted his child. That's why she was this upset and troubled. His month opened and closed a couple of times in search for words, while he felt his heart break a little inside him. No it couldn't be. The woman he loves wouldn't do this to him. She's just lost. It has to be that, right. As he registered her intentions of leaving he finally snapped himself out of his shocked state and stopped her. His stature itself on her way was barrier enough, but he felt the need to hold her, even if just with his hands holding both sides of her arms. "Madelaine, stop" he started, searching for her gaze. "Why would I even want to fix it in the first place? The woman that I love more then anything in world is pregnant, with my child. Do you even know how fucking happy I'd be to have the chance to be father of your child? Fuck it haven't I show you how much I care for Blair even if she's not my blood?! Why are you so upset? You- I- You don't want it?" It pained him just formulating the question. It couldn't be that. Please. "Is that it Madelaine?"

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madelaine kept to herself as they made their way to his car. silence overtaking everything she wished she could say. everything she wanted, no needed to say. “I think you’ve gotten enough kisses tonight..don’t you think?” she mumbled buckling her seat belt. was she really being that petty and jealous over that girl? yes..yes she was. but she couldn’t help it. she didn’t want to be upset with him. she had no right. he was amazing. amazing to her and to blair. that was really all that matters. except, it was more than just them three now. there was someone else now. someone she didn’t know if he wanted and that simply killed her. how was she supposed to go about this? she could not tell them but she knew he’d want to know, and she couldn’t keep something like this from him. she pinched her nose in frustration doing her best to not blurt out how she really feels. about how she loves him and is pregnant with his child. “nothing is wrong..can you just drop it,” she responded harshly and coldly before making a beeline straight inside once they made it home.  @maphawrites

“Are you serious right now?” Liam frowned in her direction for a second before focusing back in the road, his question a mumble as well. Was she jealous over what happened in the bar with that girl? What was she expecting? Him to simply be rude to the girl? Was it really necessary? Has he made such poor job on showing her how she’s the only girl in his mind at all times since God knows when, for all he knows, it’s probably since he saw her for the first time. This was all new for him, when did they even had an argue before? Bigger question was what was this argue even about? Because the way she stormed from the car no matter what she was saying, she was definitely mad at him. “I can’t just fucking drop it, what the hell?!” He spoke to the empty car, and in an unlike manner of him he punched the wheel before taking a deep breath and follow Madelaine inside. Closing the door behind him he wasted no time in getting back at it. ”Madelaine, you’re clearly upset with me, I can’t fix it if you won’t tell me what the fuck is going on?” 

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Trouble in paradise

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bellabby:

madelaine knew she needed to tell him, and she knew it needed to be soon. how did you she find herself in this position again? she swore to herself that she wouldn’t put herself in this situation again unless she was married. yet here she was standing in the middle of a crowded bar watching the boy she found so endearing. they hadn’t been together too long but he felt right. so right. blair loved him, hell..she loved him. except she had yet to tell him so. and with the news she had bearing her down, she wasn’t sure how she could tell him both now..especially at the same time. her fingers played with the hem of her shirt as she watched him. watched him hug her. she didn’t know what was the cause of her anger..maybe it was more towards herself or she was just scared. but god, was she pissed. as soon as she watched his lips meet her cheek she wanted to vomit, and kick his teeth in. she knew she was probably overreacting but at this point she couldn’t see clearly. she was pregnant with his baby without even knowing if he wanted kids of his own. sure he liked blair but she wasn’t his. this was different. with anger seeping through her veins she made her way backstage. how was she supposed to go about this? was she supposed to just blurt it out? was she supposed to blurt out that she was pregnant first or they fact that she saw him? with her lip tucked between her teeth she made a bee line for him. “Can we just go?” she spoke as she made her way up to him. Not really bothering to stop to congratulate him as she made her way out the door and to his car. 

A sinking feeling took him over as he stood there watching Madelaine walk past him with a look on his face that he couldn’t quite read. When he thought the night could only get better... how wrong was he. Following quickly behind her he open his car for her to get inside and placed his guitar on the trunk. “No kiss?” Despite the feeling in his guts that something was wrong he decided to keep the cheerful tone as he sat beside her on the drivers seat. “What happened?” He quirked an eyebrow, asking before placing his key in the ignition to start the car and start their drive back home, whatever might be going on, home was definitely the best place to discuss it. His head was running laps thinking what could have possible have happened, was it at the diner? Did someone bothered her during his show? He didn’t notice anything, but he wasn’t watching her all the time he was performing, it wasn’t possible, he damn well tried, always loving to have her there to support him whenever she has the chance. Was it something with Blair? No it couldn’t be, if so she would storm out of the bar and Liam was damn sure he would stop the show in the spot and follow suit. Blair became part of him even if he wasn’t her father. He fell in love with the girl just as hard as he fell for Madelaine. So at this point, Liam was completely clueless at to what could possibly be wrong with Madelaine, and thinking that this was probably to worst day for it to happen due to how tired he was. But hopefully they would get home and he was going to figure it out and make her feel better. Whatever it was, he was sure it was nothing serious. 

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Trouble in paradise

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Tonight’s show was draining Liam more then usual. Out of breath he thanked everyone for watching his show and excused himself off the stage. Madelaine was in the audience, it was a Blair free night, and she had the chance to watch him perform once again. He absolutely loved to have her there supporting him. It meant the world to him. She meant the world to him. She and Blair meant absolutely everything to him, and he couldn’t imagine himself without the two of them. It was amazing how fast their relationship grew in such a short period of time. This past months had been incredible, and he was pretty sure she was it for him. Has he walked down the last couple of steps off the stage a blonde girl tossed herself at him caught him completely by surprise as she wrapped both arms around his neck, making Liam almost fall from being out of balance. “Wow, hey!” He laughed it out, giving a small hug at the fan and trying to politely get rid of her. She was completely hysterical, which made it quite impossible to actually share a conversation with her, so wall he could do was to repeat ‘It’s okay’, ‘thank you’ and ‘I love you too’ as the girl kept freaking out for the simple fact that she was taking with him. Moments like this felt surreal, and Liam wasn’t so sure on how to react to them. So he just smiled through it, softly patting the girls shoulder, and giving her one last hug and kiss on the cheek. And he also posed for a photo, where the blonde took the initiative to wrap one hand around his waist, leaving him with other option then place it around her shoulders, with a board smile on his face. When he finally managed to leave the fan and get back stage he took a deep sigh. All he wanted to was to finally get home. Grabbing his phone, and with no desire to walk through the bar, he texted Madelaine, asking if she could meet him backstage so they could go exit through the back door, where his car was also parked anyway. After sending the message he quickly placed his guitar in its case, and got himself ready to leave as soon as Madelaine would find her way to him. 

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bellabby:

madelainecole: come home asap so this little lady can love on you for a bit

liammichaelson: Jesus Christ! 

liammichaelson: But what about my girlfriend???! 

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bellabby:

madelainecole: oh hey there good lookin…you single?

liammichaelson: I’m afraid I am, with this gorgeous next to me. 

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liammichelson: Oh hey gorgeous *wink* 

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~snapchat  ~

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bellabby:

madelainecole: you’re such a sleepy nugget

madelainecole: I love it

madelainecole: what she doesn’t know won’t kill her

madelainecole: I wanna squeeze your butt

madelainecole: will you let me?

liamichelson: Seriously though, I’ve been sleeping for barely four hours :(

liamichelson: And I love her

liamichelson: She would say otherwise 

liamichelson: I have a very squeezable butt

liamichelson: Is your name Madelaine Cole, mother of Blair Bundle of Joy?

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~snapchat  ~

madelainecole: the early bird always gets the worm 

madelainecole: I heard this really cute waitress is working at your favorite diner this morning

madelainecole: definitely think you should come by and see her

madelainecole: she won’t shut up about your cute little butt

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liamichelson: I don’t like worms

liamichelson: Well I’m taken, I don’t know if my gf would approve

liamichelson: but I could definitely use some coffee in my system right now

liamichelson: I do have a nice butt, tell her not to say that to madelaine though, she might get jealous

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bellabby:

Madelaine couldn’t help but hum to herself at the feeling of his lips along her skin. something she adored. she didn’t understand how he could make her so weak. she would do anything for him, and how scary that thought was to her. she hadn’t cared for someone since Blair came along, and now, he was just as important as she was. each held different parts of her heart and she didn’t know what she would do if she lost either. her fingers playing with his belt, taking everything in her to not undo it here. took everything in her to not have her way with him right here and there. she had months of sly touches, and being careful. yet now, those were the last things on her mind. Madelaine’s fingers slipped much to her dismay, her fingers slyly unhooking his belt. chewing on her bottom lip, she looked up at him. desperately trying not to say what she wanted. “I think take out is a must on a night like this? don’t you think so,” her lips brushed against his, her tongue moving slowly along his bottom lip. “I think we should have dessert first though? what do you say?” she mumbled before pulling him outside the bar.

Once pulling up to his place, Madelaine couldn’t help herself as she moved over to straddle him. her knees pressed harshly into his seat, while her hips were snuggly pressed against his own. her fingers traced along his neck as she memorized everything she could. he was beautiful. too beautiful. wondering how anyone like him would want her. her digits slowly began to work his way down his chest before landing on the snap of his jeans. skillfully popping his pants open. tracing along the slightly exposed skin. chest to chest, her lips moving along his neck. her lips pecking, kissing, sucking on every inch of skin she could, hips rocking into his. god, she needed him. she couldn’t remember the last time just by looking at someone she was easily aroused. and now with months of seeing him and not being able to take a bite of the fruit, it was driving her mad. her fingers slipped along the band of his boxers, before slyly finding themselves slipping into his boxers. she couldn’t help but moan out against his skin, the heat radiating from was enough to arouse her even more. chest to chest, madelaine breathed out, “sorry…couldn’t wait any longer,” before rocking her hips into his once more. no desire to leave this car anytime soon.

He couldn't even go all night without eating for all he cared at this point. He was sure that what his words weren't speaking his body language was, his eyes clouded with lust already just by having her this close and wrapped around him. His hand traveled behind her neck, with his thumb caressing her cheek, as a smile crept his lips that were being brushed against her as they both kept speaking into each others months, not daring to pull away, not even an inch. "Hmm hmm" He simply hummed, words being hard to pronounce from how lost in her touch he already was, the way she teasingly was tasting his bottom lip driving him absolutely insane. "There's only one thing I'm having for dessert tonight, and that's you" He whispered against her ear, right before she was pulling him out of the bar in an amusing rush.

Liam couldn't even comprehend what was happening when all of a sudden he had already Madelaine straddling him on his driver seat. A smirk was about to be spread in his face as his hands immediately found their way to her warm body, but it was soon traded by a muffled moan as she grind herself on him, not taking him half a second to react to her and immediately feeling his member hardening inside his jeans. "Fuck-" He cursed in delight of having her craving him just as bad as he has been for so fucking long. He allowed her to have her way with him, but only for so long, his skin reacting at every single damn touch of hers, every kiss, every nip, the adding pressure she was managing to create between their crotches, even in the discomforting position they both currently were, the fact that she immediately went to snap his jeans open sending a lustful groan into his throat as her small hands started their way to where he wanted the most. His hands were being just has adventurous, already raising her shirt up eager to feel skin to skin touch, his fingers traveling up her spine, and before he gave much though to his he unclasp her bra, his hand immediately traveling to her front and perfectly cupping her breast. Liam smiled at her words, because clearly it was has if he was any more patient. He silenced her with a small kiss, moaning yet again when she rocked herself against his hard on. "No matter how fucking bad I want you right now, we're not doing this in here." He announced, his gaze traveling to the street, either to his front and through the rear mirror to make sure no one was in sight. Opening the door with one hand he helped her out of his car, quickly getting out himself and locking the damn thing, with his jeans still open, it took him only a second before he grabbed her by her ass and made her wrap her legs around his waist for he wanted to carry her inside his place. "I want you so bad" He whispered, kissing her once more before walking to his door, and managing to open it, glad to live on the first floor making it easy for him. As soon as the click of the door closing behind them was heard he turned them around and pushed her back against it, his month already claiming hers, his tongue immediately demanding entrance, eager to taste her with a heated and deep kiss. "It was fucking torture not being able to do this for so long" He complained, against her lips, before traveling to her neck, kissing and sucking on her sweet spot, one that he found in one of their make out sessions after an asleep Blair. The noises he was able to pull out of her when he worked on this specific spot drove him insane.

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bellabby:

“Of course,” she whispered as he made his way on stage. Something about him made her heart race. he was intoxicating from head to toe. the way he walked, presented himself, and even spoke drove her mad. Watching him perform simply took her breath away. he took her breath away with everything he did. for the past couple of months he’s been around. he’s become a constant figure in Blair’s life, along with Madelaine’s, and they’ve both come to depend on him in different ways. she had come to love the idea of sharing a bed with him most nights. he was a comfort, I reminder for once in her life, she was safe. he made her heart beat right out of her chest and what she felt for him, she wouldn’t dare say. but watching him perform tonight, only enforced those feelings more. they shook her to the core. tonight would be their first night alone, and oh god, how she had imagined it. she couldn’t wait to run her fingers through his hair, along his body, waking him up next to him, without Blair beating her to it. she couldn’t wait. she sucked in her bottom, not being able to contain the smile that spread across her lips as he dedicated a song to her. she wanted to cry. she didn’t know what she did to deserve him, deserve someone as kind as him, but oh god, she didn’t want to let him go. never. she blew him a kiss, before humming along to him. her hips swaying slightly as she took a sip of her drink. he was absolutely amazing. she loved the way the crowd reacted to him. he was made to do this. made to perform and she would be there every step of the way for him. knowing one day he would make it big, she knew he would. once he walked off stage she immediately tackled him. her arms wrapping around his neck as she squeezed him tight. “you were absolutely amazing.” Madelaine smiled, she wrapped her fingers through his belt loops, pulling him closer. her chest pressed against his. her lips planting feather like kisses along his jaw. wanting to show him how appreciated he was. how much she appreciated and adored him.  only imaging what skin to skin contact would be like. “B was absolutely devastated she couldn’t come. so she made you this,” she smiled before pulling out a picture from her purse. “she said I absolutely had to give it to you or she’d be mad at me for the rest of her life,” she smiled before handing him the picture. “she says it has to be your good luck charm for ever and ever.”

Liam always gives it all when performing, it doesn’t matter how big of an audience he has, tonight was no different, but was definitely more special, Madelaine being the one to blame. He was experiencing all sort of emotions all at once, but the one that was completely taking over was happiness. He was absolutely utterly happy just by the simple fact that Madelaine was there tonight, supporting and cheering for him, and his heart was melting yet once again for the brunette. The wide smile was a permanent feature through all his concert, even after sad songs he could help the grin that would immediately fall on his lips right after the song would come to an end. It was a struggle not to keep his gaze locked on Madelaine’s at all times. His mind easily flying away to all the possibilities that tonight could still bring, not believing that he finally was about to have Madelaine to himself for an whole night. After his final speech on stage Liam made his way off waving at the audience, guitar still hanging on his upper body, only taking it off back stage, where he could make sure to put it on his case. But that didn’t happened before he was being tackled by the reason of his happiness. “Thank you, love” Liam smiled at all the kisses she was planting on his neck, his free arm immediately being wrapped around her, placing a kiss on her forehead himself. His browns furrowed for a second intrigued to what could possibly Blair have come up with this time, but the frown quickly fade away and was replaced by the most loving expression he could muster. “Aww” He mused, his eyes getting all shiny all of a sudden. “It will be. For ever and ever.” He stated, looking down at the picture of the little bundle of sunshine that it was just as responsible for Liam’s happiness as was Madelaine, they came as a package, and he wouldn’t want it any other way. “I love it. And I’ll make it up to her, but tonight, I get to have you all to myself” He leaned in, speaking against her earlobe, before pressing his lips against her cheek, leaving a trail of kisses until he finally reach her plump lips. “Now, let me get rid of this guitar so that we can head our way.” He broke appart for her just enough time to set his guitar back into his case, Blairs photograph already placed on the inside pocket of his jacket, over his heart, latter on it would most likely end on his wallet mostly because it was the safest way to keep it with him at all times. “Now, it’s time to pop the big question” He got back to wrap his arms around Madelaine’s waist, gazing down at her due their height difference. “Want me to take you out to some late dinner, or do you feel like head straight back to my place and order take out?” He quirked an eyebrow at her, at this point there was no use to hide how bad he wanted to be with her in the privacy of his place and with no Blair around the two of them. And if he has been reading all her signs correctly, he could bet she wanted the exact same, but being a gentleman like his mother always thought him to be, he had to ask. 

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She was running late and how she hated herself for it. Blake was late picking up Blair, and she wanted to strangle him. It was his weekend with her, and he already managed to fuck it up somehow. she didn’t even know that was possible. he was kind of a shit person, and even a shittier father, but he was trying. she used trying very loosely. so here she was speeding down the freeway, trying not miss any of Liam’s actual performance. she sent Liam a quick text that she was running late, how sorry she was, and that’d she explain once she got there. Madelaine knew this performance was important to him. they all were, and she loved that about him. how passionate he was, and how blessed she felt to be with a guy like him. a guy who had dreams and ambition. she found it extremely attractive.  she desired to be like him, strived really. she looked up to him. he was such a genuine person, she couldn’t imagine her life without him. she ran her fingers through her straight, yet messy hair as she whipped into the parking lot. stumbling out of her car, she ran the best she could in her heels. her new dress snugged tightly to her body. she hadn’t needed anything like this until she started dating Liam. She had a reason to go out and buy herself something nice when money allowed for it. Which was hardly never. Most of it went to bills and supporting Blair. She chewed on her bottom lip, pushing past the crowd of people forming to listen to him. he was always so popular, not that she expected any different. he was the best. special even. she quickly caught him before he made it up stage. “Hey there handsome,” she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck, while pressing her lips against his. god she loved the way his aftershave consumed her. oh he was her drug. something she couldn’t live without. “so sorry I’m late. blake was 20 minutes late..but we can talk about it later…” chewing on her bottom lip, she ran her fingers over his collar fixing it, before making their way down his shirt. “break a leg, good lookin’.”

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It was still a strange feeling. To have Madelaine and the little bundle of sunshine Blair in his life. In a way, the little one has been a constant presence in his life for months now. Funny enough it was the joyful girl who caught his attention first. And at the sight of her mother, he got hooked by them right that second, but he just didn’t really knew it back then. He does now. There’s no point in denying it. Nor did he wanted to. He never felt so happy in his life like he had been ever since that dinner at his place. Silent vows were shared, and when he noticed they were already a thing. And he couldn’t be more thankful from how easy it turned out to be. At last something that would go his way in a easy manner. He was still to share a night with Madelaine where Blair wasn’t a presence. Not that he was complaining, but he would be lying if he says that he isn’t craving for a night where he could have Madelaine all to himself. Today was the day. Well, the night. Blair’s father was supposed to stay with her for the night, allowing Medelaine to come and watch his concert and afterwards they would be able to make the best out of it just the two of them. He was now in the verge of getting on stage, yet Madelaine still was no where to be seen. She did text him letting him know that she was running late, something about Blair’s father being late. It got him nervous for a second there, that she could end up not being able to show up. “Everything is ready” Mike, the sound system coordinator told him, after making sure all the wireless micros were set on his guitar, that was already hanging on him. “Thanks mate” he gave a weak smile, his mind completely out of zone right now. A sign left his lips and he licked them out of habit more then anything. Going on stage and preform was one of the best feelings, yet he always would get nervous, Madelaine not being there yet only adding up on it. But that quickly changed, when he felt the petite hands he so much craved on him. “Hey beautiful” he quickly replied, a wide smile quickly setting in. His hands naturally finding their way to her waist as she warped hers around his neck so that their lips would meet once again. “It’s fine, You’re here now, that’s all that matters. I’ll see you in a bit. Feel free to stay backstage” Placing one last kiss in her lips he got himself ready and walked into the stage. Once Liam steps on stage and starts performing, he completely loses track of time. Everything comes naturally for him. And the nerves that always get to him just before starting quickly fade as soon as his fingers find their way through his guitar strings. Song after song, the time went by with ease for him, he played some originals, but most of his songs were covers of some of his favorites songs and artists. When he realizes which song is next the words that comes out his month come easily, and such action felt as natural as breathing. “This next song gained a special meaning for me recently. And the reason for that is standing right there tonight.” He stated, pointing to Madeliane’s direction, a smile spread across his face. “Madelaine, this one is for you” He claimed staring at her, his voice gaining a new tone as if it was meant only when speaking to her. And then he dove right into the song.

You touch these tired eyes of mine And map my face out line by line And somehow growing old feels fine I listen close for I'm not smart You wrap your thoughts in works of art And they're hanging on the walls of my heart 

I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such And though I may not look like much I'm yours And though my edges may be rough And never feel I'm quite enough It may not seem like very much But I'm yours 

[bellabby]

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Liam had his fair share of daydreaming about Madelaine, and what would it feel like to hold her in her arms and have a taste of her lips. But there was no amount of wild imagination that would do her justice. And all they have shared so far was a heated kiss. Their months moved together as in a perfectly choreographed teasing dance, her taste by itself sending waves of pleasure through his whole body. “So fucking beautiful-“ He whispered against her lips, his lusty eyes locking his gaze with her but only for a second before he crashed their months together again, not wanting to waste any second away from those lips of her. He felt her increase the friction between the too, and the groans coming from deep his throat became a constant sound, making an effort to not forget that they were not alone in the house, so he had to keep it down. But Madelaine was making it a close to impossible task. Noting ever felt this good before, everything within him was reacting to her, every inch of his body craving for ever inch of her. As her hips teased him further, his erection was far gone from going unnoticed, but they were way past the phase of shame. “Jesus…” He moaned for the second they barely broke apart in reach for air. “You’re driving me crazy Madelaine” he warned speaking against her mouth, the craving he feels for her for quite a long time taking over all his senses, pressing his lips on her once again, Liam started his way towards her neck, leaving open mouthed kisses in every inch of her skin, teasing her the best he could muster, tasting her every way he could possibly taste, completely losing himself into the girl in his arms. If he was being truth to himself, never in his life he felt quite like this before in his life, and they barely hit first base. His hand traveled down her back, and as their kisses increased it was as if it had a mind of its own, and soon enough slide through the hem of it, eager to feel skin to skin contact, and even if it was physically impossible, he kept making pressure, to keep her completely glued to his body, craving every single touch he could get. Biting on his bottom lip, Liam gathered all his strength to pull back from her neck, giving her a peck on the lips before gazing into her lust dark eyes, foreheads touching. “We should slow it down a notch maybe-” His voice sounded rough, and it was painful to voice such words, but his mind drifted to someone who was just as important, Blair.  “What if she wakes up…” He lingeringly whispered, explaining his previous statement. Although, despite his words, his hand was still roaming every inch of her, one hand on her thighs and the other still tracing her bare back, the claps of her bra right under his fingertips. 

Something about this felt so right. he felt so right. she had never imagined feeling this with anyone. feeling as if she’s known him her whole life. like they were made for this. to feel this way. Madelaine had imagined him more in her dreams than she would like to admit. imagined the way his fingers traced along her skin, or how chills would run down her body as he whispered sweet things to her. she had imagined being with him. she couldn’t help but giggle at his compliment. if only he knew how beautiful he was. she had never met anyone quite like him. hoping she never would again. she craved affection, craved the sexual desire she was receiving from him. wanting nothing more than to act upon it. she sucked on his bottom lip, her fingers dancing along the notches of his belt. “I hope that’s a good thing,” she moaned out, before completely unbuckling his belt. she was so close. so close to the one thing she needed desperately. yet she was so far at the same time. she could feel him against her, pulsing, radiating heat against her thigh. wondering if he could feel how much she wanted him. how much she craved him at this very moment. she whimpered, pushing her hips harder into his, wanting him to do something, wanting him to touch her, feel her…everywhere. she hadn’t been with someone in so long, she forgot what it was like. to be desired..to be wanted with such intensity. she didn’t want to seem desperate for him. that’s the last thing she wanted him to think but the ache between her legs was clouding her judgement. her better judgement at that. yet he was the one who brought her back, brought her back to reality. that she couldn’t just hook up with him right then and there. she couldn’t just act out. she had someone upstairs. her fingers cupped his cheek gently, her tips running along his skin. “I-I….” she mumbled out before sighing, he was right. oh how she loved that he was. oh how she also loved the way his touch made her feel. she gulped, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “You’re right..I shouldn’t come over you the way I did. Not know especially…with Blair and everything.” she whispered, her nose brushing against his. “speaking of blair…” she coughed slightly before getting off of him. “We should probably head out. it’s getting kind of late,” she mumbled, slipping on her shoes frantically. “But can I see you again maybe without blair?” she blurted out, her face turning a deep crimson.  “I totally understand if that’s weird for you or it’s weird to be with a girl who has a kid. but i would really really like to see you again.”

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Liam was still to find something he doesn't loves about Madelaine. With time for sure there will be something. He doesn't fantasizes about perfection. Instead he lives his life falling in love with imperfections, and finding the beauty on the fact that in each imperfection there's a uniqueness to it. For some reason there wasn't two fingertips alike in the world. And that's something Liam finds extremely fascinating. That's exactly what Madelaine was, unique. There was no words to describe how amazed he was by having her on his arms and how blessed he felt for her giving herself so freely to him like she was right now. And how willing to pour all of him, soul and heart, to her. That's something that never really happened before. Not to this dimension. Not at all. It was a scary thought at the same time, but a good scary, if there was such thing. The sigh that left her lips when agreeing with him made him smile, the action being exactly how he was feeling, but he was here for the long run, even if he wasn't going to pledge his love for her after sharing their first kiss, he just knew she was more. She was meant to be so much more. So he had to do it the right way, even if all pours of his skin was craving her touch, every inch of him craving hers. So much so that it was painful to keep his erection still secluded inside his jeans, the reminder of he hands undoing his belt just a moment ago almost making him groan in despair. "I can't explain how glad I am that you did, Madelaine." He whispered in reply, a frown immediately spreading in his face as she all too soon stood up and away from him. A chill ran through him, feeling cold due the absence of her body against his. "What no..." He whined, realizing what she was saying. Reaching for her hand he stood from the couch, pulling her back against him. Letting her ramble for a while, his heart aching inside his chest after her words showing her fears, and most likely what she's been experiencing ever since she become a single mom. Deciding he had enough of her non sense he kissed her to shut up, a succession of countless pecks, finishing with a loud one over her perfect cute nose. "I had to shut you up somehow" he confessed, his arms around her waist by now, looking down to her from their heights difference. "I would absolutely love to be with you, and just the two of us. But tonight wasn't any less perfect by having Blair with us. And she is not in any way or form a reason for me to not want you." He paused but only for a second, his gaze completely lost in the depths of her brown one. "All I was saying was that we should slow it down, but that doesn't mean I'm done with you for the night. You're not going anywhere this late at night. Blair is fast asleep, it would be a crime to wake her up. And I would absolutely love if you spend the night with me, even if all we do is cuddle"

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bellabby

Madelaine couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so alive. The simple touch of his fingers, let alone his lips, left her world completely spinning. Wondering how she had ever kissed anyone but him. and with now kissing him, tasting him, she never wanted to know what it would be liked to feel another’s lips against hers. she had something so real…magically here. she wouldn’t give that up. she wouldn’t risk on never feeling like this again. no matter how much she wanted to hide or run, she couldn’t. she wouldn’t allow herself. Her legs bounded themselves on either sides of his hips. her hips pushing against his effortlessly. Wanting nothing more than to push harder, create more friction between them. wanting nothing more than to let all loose. Her body heating up faster than she wanted it to, not knowing how far she’d let this go. yet…she knew how far she did want to go. she just didn’t know if she’d be able to stop it. if kissing him felt this way, she couldn’t imagine having him whole. having every single part of him, melting within her. the thought nearly drove her mad. at this point, if he kept it up, she’d let him do anything he wanted. this felt so raw. felt so real. she couldn’t ever remember feeling the way she did right now. not even with Blair’s father. she heard his moan, and she couldn’t help but reciprocate when she felt his hands, greedily grasping her ass. wondering how something so simple could feel so damn good. she couldn’t help but whimper softly as she felt his tongue tracing her bottom lip. “Liam..” she whimpered quietly before pushing herself closer to him. Her tongue moving with his in sync. perfect sync to be exact. as if they were made for each other. at least that what is felt like in this very moment. her fingers tightening themselves in his hair, pulling softly on the coarse hairs, pushing her hips harder into his. not being able to control what her body wanted from here on out. she moaned quietly as she rocked her hips into his, and her ass into his crotch. 

Liam had his fair share of daydreaming about Madelaine, and what would it feel like to hold her in her arms and have a taste of her lips. But there was no amount of wild imagination that would do her justice. And all they have shared so far was a heated kiss. Their months moved together as in a perfectly choreographed teasing dance, her taste by itself sending waves of pleasure through his whole body. “So fucking beautiful-“ He whispered against her lips, his lusty eyes locking his gaze with her but only for a second before he crashed their months together again, not wanting to waste any second away from those lips of her. He felt her increase the friction between the too, and the groans coming from deep his throat became a constant sound, making an effort to not forget that they were not alone in the house, so he had to keep it down. But Madelaine was making it a close to impossible task. Noting ever felt this good before, everything within him was reacting to her, every inch of his body craving for ever inch of her. As her hips teased him further, his erection was far gone from going unnoticed, but they were way past the phase of shame. “Jesus...” He moaned for the second they barely broke apart in reach for air. “You’re driving me crazy Madelaine” he warned speaking against her mouth, the craving he feels for her for quite a long time taking over all his senses, pressing his lips on her once again, Liam started his way towards her neck, leaving open mouthed kisses in every inch of her skin, teasing her the best he could muster, tasting her every way he could possibly taste, completely losing himself into the girl in his arms. If he was being truth to himself, never in his life he felt quite like this before in his life, and they barely hit first base. His hand traveled down her back, and as their kisses increased it was as if it had a mind of its own, and soon enough slide through the hem of it, eager to feel skin to skin contact, and even if it was physically impossible, he kept making pressure, to keep her completely glued to his body, craving every single touch he could get. Biting on his bottom lip, Liam gathered all his strength to pull back from her neck, giving her a peck on the lips before gazing into her lust dark eyes, foreheads touching. “We should slow it down a notch maybe-” His voice sounded rough, and it was painful to voice such words, but his mind drifted to someone who was just as important, Blair.  “What if she wakes up...” He lingeringly whispered, explaining his previous statement. Although, despite his words, his hand was still roaming every inch of her, one hand on her thighs and the other still tracing her bare back, the claps of her bra right under his fingertips. 

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bellabby:

If there was one thing Madelaine had learned as being a mom, was that you can’t be scared of anything. She had someone else counting on her now, she couldn’t let silly things frighten her, because at the end of the day, she HAD to be the brave one between her, and Blair. There were two things she was terrified of, not matter how hard she tried to not be. One was storms. She hated thunder, lightening, strong wind, and rain. Second, was ever doing something for herself. Giving into her needs, her pleasures, was always something Madelaine put off since having Blair. She COULDN’T even remember the last time she had been intimate with another. Last time she felt another’s skin against hers. Yet, with Liam sitting next to her, she couldn’t think of anything else. She DIDN’T want to. She could only imagine the way his skin felt against his. The way his touch ignited something inside her she hadn’t felt in so long. All she wanted was to indulge in these wants, these needs that sky rocketed through her when she was around. Yet, there were so many risks that came with such wants. It wasn’t just her anymore. She had a little girl to think about and her selfish needs came second. They always would. So as she felt Liam touch her, it took everything in her to not indulge in all she wanted. She had never been too great at not going all in. She let out a soft, shaky breath, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips on hers. Feel his lips on her skin, feel his lips anywhere he wanted. She would let him. She shyly tucked her lip between her teeth, wanting to scream that he could. that he never had to ask. Madelaine confidently wrapped her arms around his neck, gradually pulling herself even closer to him. “Liam…” she whispered, her nose brushing against his. Her lips softly touching his plump ones, was enough for her head to start spinning. “I can promise you, you never have to ask,” she mumbled before closing the space between them. Her lips practically melted against his, something she hadn’t felt in so long. Her fingers wrapped themselves in hair that laid against the base of his neck. Before she could think twice about what she was doing, she immediately wrapped a leg around his waist, before pushing herself up in his lap, never losing contact of his lips. And the way she was feeling she wondered why she hadn’t done this the first time she met him. He was so soft..such a gentle soul…she wondered where he had been her whole life. 

As the words escaped his lips Liam took his time noticing every single detail of her features, in search of any signs that she might not be ready for what he was craving from her for so long, because the last thing he wanted was to scare her off with a rush move, he was a patient guy, and for her, he would have waited a thousand years and more. But the sign of doubt he was looking for he never found, her gaze only matching his own, making his heart pound hard against his chest, when she had the nerve to bite her bottom lip he almost lost it in the spot, wondering what those lips would taste like against his. His gaze turning from her lips to her beautiful brown eyes the moment she whispered his name, a shiver going through his whole body, his name never sounding so good like it did just now as she wrapped her hands around his neck, suddenly he lost the ability to speak, surrendering completely to her touch, when their noses touch he started to wonder if this was all but a dream, and when her soft lips brushed his he let out a groan, completely and utterly lost on the feeling of her. His hands slowly welcomed her against his body, one hand around her neck, as his own fingers mimicked hers sliding through her hair, every so slowly pulling her even more into him, and when their months finally met completely, he could swear that he saw stars and was flying way up into the sky, she would be the end of him, in the most delightful ways. There was no hesitance when he placed both his hands around her waist whilst she wrapped her leg around his own, ending up sat on his lap and driving him crazy, “Fuck-” He couldn’t help but to moan against her lips, as their bodies collapsed against each other, his hands traveled down her back eventually resting on her perfect shaped ass, without thinking twice he squeezed her with both his hands, at the same time he parted his lips, his tongue tracing her bottom lip with the picture of her biting it still clear in his mind, asking for permission to taste her, and to get completely lost in her.