makemefeelalive

wyatt kelley. 35. baker. edgewater rp

[wyattkelley]

garrettx​:

“hey,” garrett said casually, peering down at the display and taking in what was left with a thoughtful hum. “so i sort of lost your number but i never did text you back after we you know…anyways we can talk all about that over a drink, right? if you’re up for it whenever you close up shop.” garrett was bold typically when it came to getting something he wanted. and hooking up with different people without the relationship temporarily filled the void in him. “how much for the muffin?” a hint of a grin pulled at his lips. he was tight on money since losing his job, but his mom was helping him a little more than she should have been. 

Realization dawned on Wyatt as he glanced at the customer in front of him only to realize who it was. Quick on his feet, Wyatt agreed with a nod. He wasn’t one for seeing someone again after a hook-up but this seemed like a special case and figured it didn’t hurt anything just to go out for a drink. “Yeah, sounds good. I can meet you a Rammer Jammer in about 20?” He didn’t have too much left to do, just the cases and the trash, the back already done and ready to go for the morning. Packing up the muffin in a white to-go bag, Wyatt handed it over with a shake of his head. “No worries man, on the house. I’ll see you in a bit?”

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

wyatt’s cock was nothing short of huge. in all honesty, deep throating was never astrid’s strong suit. in fact, she typically avoided giving head if she could. with wyatt though, she’d wanted to. she wanted to make him feel good and she wanted his thick cock in her mouth. she desired everything about him. he was unbelievably beautiful to her and she needed as much of him as she could get. the praise was so encouraging, even causing her thong to dampen with eagerness. she hoped he’d touch her later, just so he could find out just how dripping fucking wet he made her. the soft touch of his hand combatted the eager press of his cock just a few moments later and she loved it. the mix of delicate and rough making her head spin with desire. she liked the way his hand was at the back of her head, keeping her steady for the way his cock fucked her lips. he was bigger than she’d ever taken in her mouth before, her untrained throat struggling with his size. he wasn’t even all that close to the back of her throat, but her body betrayed her as she gagged around his size. her mouth filled with saliva and she pulled back to spit it up on his length, slicking it. she wanted to be a good girl for him, take in as much as he was giving her, but she was unpracticed. she looked up at him with wide, puppy dog eyes, silently apologizing for her inability to take him in. in hopes of compensating, she reached out and cupped his balls in her hand. she massaged them gently with her fingers, as delicate as she could be. 

There was a clear struggle on Astrid’s face as he watched her try to take more despite his size and the obvious inexperience she had. Wyatt could tell she was doing her best, doing nothing short of trying to please him. The slight sheen on her forehead as she worked him in her mouth had him wondering how hot and bothered she’d get in a bed or bent over one of the tables in the corner. The air of innocence she carried with her was something Wyatt had been immediately attracted to. Her wide eyes gorgeous as she looked up at him, lips he was sure he could kiss for days. The softness of her hair that was tangled between his fingers had him tugging after she gagged around his cock. His thighs were burning as he tried to stave off his orgasm, watching as she spit on his cock. it was filthy watching her work her small hand around the thick length with her spit and he swore quietly. “You’re doing such a good job baby,” he cooed. The wide begging and apologetic eyes making his brain go a bit fuzzy and he shh’d her quietly. He knew he was getting ahead of himself for thinking far into the future but he was sure with a bit of practice she could fully take him. The feeling of having his balls touched almost sent him over the edge but he wanted, no, needed to have her mouth around him when he came. “It’s alright, I’m almost there. Just a little more alright?” Moving her mouth back to his cock, Wyatt split her lips with the head and thrusted back in, mindful of her inexperience.

[wyattkelley]

leviparsons​:

Levi hated to come in right before a store was closing. When he was growing up he had his fair share of restaurant gigs and you certainly didn’t want to be that person. You know, the one who showed up before it’s own employees were set to start their closing duties. It was an asshole move but cravings were cravings. Hopefully his grab and go wouldn’t be longer then five minutes. “Hey. I swear I’ll be out of here before you know it. I know it’s kind of late.” He mused aimlessly. A slight wave of guilt washing over him. “Do you have any last pieces of fudge? You might be just my life saver.” That is if they had. The doubt was probably more likely given the time of the night.

“No worries man, we’re still open so it’s fine,” Wyatt insisted. It really didn’t bother him all that much for people to come in late at night but he hated the disappointment some would have when they realized he was out of what they were searching for. Thankfully, Wyatt had just what Levi was looking for. “You’re in luck. I just started working on some batches for tomorrow so let me grab ya a few pieces. What kind are you lookin’ for? Chocolate, white chocolate, peanut butter? I think that’s all I got right now, gonna do the cookies ‘n cream tomorrow when I get in.” Being able to get ahead in schedule allowed for him to leave earlier in the day and try to catch up on much needed sleep or errands he’d been neglecting during the week.

[edgewaterhq]

[ THEO JAMES, MALE ] is [ WYATT KELLEY ], they are [35], [DOM], [BISEXUAL]. You know the one who [ LOVES A GOOD DRINK OR TWENTY ]. They’ve been around for [ TEN YEARS ], and you can tell they are [ EASY-GOING ], but kind of [ IDEALISTIC ], not everyone knows this but they are into [ MARKING ] & [ ROLEPLAY ] but not [ SENSORY DEPRIVATION ] & [ SCAT ].  They are currently working as [ OWNER/BAKER @ BUTTER STICK BAKERY ] and are frequent over at [ RAMMER JAMMER ]. If you see them, give them a holler!

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

there was something endearing about the fact that wyatt was going to set aside baked goods just for her. they were specifically for her and no one else and this was something wyatt wanted to do. she was absolutely going to let this get to her head. “well you’ll most definitely be seeing me tomorrow,” she promised, soft smile lifting the corners of her lips. astrid was enjoying the moans that spilled from the male, only encouraging her all the more. to her, it was one of the much bigger compliments. she felt like she was fulfilling her exact purpose. at his words she quirked a brow, slowly pulling off his thumb and wrapping both arms around his waist, drawing him right up against her. she took this time to pull lose the tie on the back of his apron, lifting it off him slowly and tossing it onto a nearby table. she dropped to her knees and looked up at him, looking to him for encouragement. she reached out to unbutton and then unzip his jeans. the bulge she found excited her and her mouth was seconds away from watering. she let out a soft moan just at the thought of his cock in her mouth. she shimmied down the waistband of his underwear, releasing his cock. a much louder moan spilled from her lips at the sight. she took his cock in her hand gently, bringing it to her lips. her tongue licked across his tip eagerly a few times before finally taking it into her mouth. she was so eager for his cock that she wasted no time sucking and bobbing her head as deeply as she could.

The promise had Wyatt looking forward to the next day. Something to look forward to other than his usual of just waking up, working, then going home to his empty apartment. The change of routine would be nice for him, maybe he’d actually come out from the back room more often if things like this happened. “Good, I’m looking forward to it.” Smirking, Wyatt took in Astrid and her soft smile. She was something else. Innocent until he really started to look at her. Wide eyes as she sucked on his thumb like it was the best tasting ice cream, his cock leaking in his boxers as she slowly pulled out. He almost protested, wondering how many fingers he could slide into her mouth until she started to gag when he watched her drop to her knees but not before tossing his apron to the side. If Wyatt had thought she looked good sucking his thumb, Astrid looked even better on her knees looking up at him through her lashes. Nimble fingers undid the button and zip on his jeans and Wyatt watched with bated breath to see how well she would do. A moan filtered through his ears as she let out the sound at just the view of him in his boxers and he couldn’t wait until she actually pulled them down to see his cock. An even louder moan was made and he brushed a hand through her hair, tongue sneaking out to lick at the head. “Shit you look good like this,” he praised, thumb on her cheek. Astrid was a sight with his thick cock pressed to her tongue and he only had a few seconds to admire the view before she eagerly took him in. The inside of her mouth was wet and heavenly, her mouth only able to take him in just a few inches past the head. It would be a work in progress for her to take him all but it was something the two would work on if he got to do this again. Shifting his hips to try and get her to take more, Wyatt placed his hand on the back of her head to still her while he thrusted, cock stretching her lips wide around the shaft. “I know you can take a little bit more, can’t you?”

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

the surprises continued, jaw dropping at the fact that he was the one baking said goods. astrid was not the type to commit to anything quickly, however she’d be lying if the thought of marrying him didn’t pass through her mind for just one very brief second. baked goods every day? from the finest person she’d ever seen? and watching him bake them, jesus christ. “you’re telling me that you are the mastermind behind the only baked goods that have ever been deemed perfect by me and i never knew? i will never ever forget to ask for you when i come by. don’t you worry,” she promised, licking her lips as her eyes shamelessly raked over his body. she liked the way the request sounded more like a demand. she liked being told what to do. it was easy and it was appealing. never any confusion when she was outright told what she was to do. she was grateful when the other forced her lips open, pressing his thumb into her mouth. she took it gracefully, lips wrapping around his thumb eagerly. she sucked, bobbing her head up and down like it was something much more provocative. once she’d caught a rhythm, her eyes flicked up to his big, beautiful ones. she locked eye contact like she’d done before and let out another breathy moan. “my mouth can do so much more,” she promised, taking only that moment to release his thumb before accepting it back into her mouth. she could do that alone for hours, but right now it wasn’t enough. her hand reached out, pressing up against his chest, fingers delicately trailing up and down his body. 

Usually the one to give out praise, it was nice to be on the receiving end of it. Compliments were handed out for his creations, of course, but mostly because they tasted good, not because he’d made them that way. Wyatt didn’t think he’d ever heard them called perfect though, not even by his mom who was his toughest critic. “I am, I am,” he set a hand on his chest with a pat, “I’ll worry until I see it. I’ll set aside some fresh cinnamon rolls for ya tomorrow.” The flick of her tongue across her lips had Wyatt’s eyes watching the movement until he realized she was checking him out. There wasn’t much to see with his apron tied around his waist, branded t-shirt on underneath with his worn jeans on that he didn’t mind getting stained in the event of a baking mishap. The way Astrid easily took in his thumb, hollowed out cheeks sucking in the digit to create a pressure he could only imagine what would feel like if wrapped around his dick. Then she started bobbing and he swore under his breath, pressing his thumb against the back of her throat. Moans filled the empty shop until she pulled off with a promise and going back in. Wyatt craved more, the zipper against his crotch starting to be unforgiving the more his erection grew. Continuing to suck, he felt her body pressing up against his and he relished her small figure against his own, her hands like lightening even through the fabric covering his chest. “Yeah? What are you thinking pretty girl?”

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

not in trouble. not in trouble. she wasn’t going to have to give up her favorite bakery and he wasn’t angry with her for trying to flirt. was he… flirting back? was that what this was? she watched as the space between them grew smaller and then almost non-existent. ‘special’. he was just about the hottest guy she’d seen in edgewood, so special was very much something he was. she looked up at him as he spoke, the height difference a big one. she liked that she had to look up at him. more importantly, she liked that he had to look down at her. she loved the praise. it was so minor, but it sent a shiver down her spine. she did her best to hide it. “wyatt,” she repeated, voice almost a whisper. his name sounded so smart. another dynamic she was really enjoying. she couldn’t believe she was jealous of his thumb, the way it ghosted across his lips. she wished he’d do that to her. “you own the place that is my literal personal heaven?” she asked. there was an unspoken ‘and you’re sexy?’ tacked on to the end. she couldn’t believe this man was unbelievably gorgeous and in ownership of the best part of her day. and then suddenly, her previous wish was coming true. his hand was at her cheek and his thumb was rubbing against her skin. she leaned into the touch, moving her head so his thumb inched closer to her mouth. she wanted everything to do with the implications of his thumb so near to her pink lips.

Their size difference was almost laughable to Wyatt with how short she was compared to him. And their actual body types- him muscular and lean while she was small and compact. It was easy for his mind to drift to the things he could do to her if he had a little bit of time and some room to work with. His bakery was not the place. A slow smile found its way across his face at the recognition of her being pleased at his praise. It was an easy thing for him to pick up on, someone’s likes and dislikes through the way they reacted. He usually threw out small comments to see how someone would take them to get a better gauge on their alignments. It was almost instantaneous the way his pants got a little tighter with the soft way Astrid said his name and he nodded with a low laugh. “Yeah, guess I do. I’m usually in the back baking so I don’t get to see regulars come in. You’ll have to ask for me next time you’re in.” It wasn’t meant to sound like an order but he supposed it probably was, knowing how disappointed he would be if she came by and he didn’t see her again. The natural way Astrid moved into his touch had him wondering how far he could push this, thankful that the bakery was due to close in the next 5 minutes and no one came by this later. Watching as she moved until his thumb was sat at the corner of her mouth, Wyatt moved the thick digit just a bit further and pressed it between her lips with a little bit of force to part them. “You’ve got the more incredible mouth,” he told her, sliding his thumb in between her teeth to press on her tongue.

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

“i’d love to see that,” she murmured under her breath. the image of his muscles flexing and writhing as he worked out flickered through her mind. what a pretty sight that would be. not to mention the sweat dripping down his skin and following the curve or those very muscles, making his skin glow and shine. she needed to not linger too long on that image or else she’d make herself too dizzy. when she gauged his reaction, she was ready to kiss her beautiful baked goods, goodbye. why would she push her luck on an already bad day? when did that ever work? she was scared now, ready to be scolded and maybe punished by the figure before her. this was not going as planned. “n-no s-sir. only y-you,” she insisted, taking an unconscious step backwards. she wasn’t afraid he would hurt her, simply afraid of getting in trouble. a very big fear of hers. she hated getting in trouble. she especially hated how vulnerable she was afterwards. “m-my name is astrid. l-like asteroid w-without the ‘o’, sir,” she explained, dropping the pastry back into its back and setting it aside. “would you find it more impolite if i asked you yours or if i didn’t ask you yours?” she inquired, looking up at him with wide, apologetic eyes.

Though Wyatt was sure she meant to keep her soft comment to herself, his ears had caught it and he couldn’t help the slight chuckle that escaped him. He’d meant it more in the sense of a good fuck more so than a work-out stance but either one was a good way for him to work off the many baked goods he seemed to consume with his job. Wyatt hadn’t meant to scare the girl as he watched her take a step backwards, though her calling him sir had his eyebrows raise in curiosity. He personally preferred daddy but he figured at some point, maybe, he’d tell her that. “Well I do like being special,” he drawled, taking a step forward to close the gap between the two of them that she had put with her step back. He wanted to be closer, feel her body heat. Normally he wasn’t so forward but there wasn’t something about her that was drawing him in, curious to see how far this would go. “Astrid, huh? It suits you,” he nodded mostly to himself. Astrid’s wide eyes shone bright under the dim light of the bakery and he was mesmerized by them. He had to break their gaze when he ran a thumb across his jaw and bottom lip to answer her. “I’ll save ya the worry and just tell you. It’s Wyatt. I own the place,” Wyatt explained, dropping his hand to reach out and brush that same thumb across the apple of her cheek. “You don’t gotta be scared of me.”

[theojamesunofficial]

[wyattkelley]

lobrennon​:

open to: anyone loc: The Outlaw

      “Ello love,” Lance greeted, flashing a charming smile he moved over to the part of the bar the other occupied, the bartender wiped his hands on a towel that he then slung over his right shoulder. Pressing his hands against the bar top he nodded towards them, “- what can I do fer ya?” he questioned with the slightest glint of mischief dancing within his blue gaze. 

The Outlaw was Wyatt’s bar of preference, despite most people around town choosing Rammer Jammer. The bull riding was always something that kept his attention while sipping on a cold beer and the bartenders were usually someone he could keep up a good conversation with. Taking his usual seat at the bar top, he was greeted by Lance. “Can I just get a Blue Moon? Is the cook here or should I wait to order food?”

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

she nodded at his words, giving him a smirk. “and yet you’re still so fit. i mean, i know if i had unrestricted access to this gold mine, i wouldn’t be able to control myself. but you? you look great.” her words were low and slow, trying her hand at flirting. she was surprised at receiving a free baked good, especially one so delicious. “must be my lucky day,” she smiled, grabbing the pastry from the counter and sliding it out into her hand. she maintained eye contact with the other as she brought the food up to her mouth. instead of taking a bite right away, her tongue emerged from her lips and she began to lick at the frosting. slowly. teasingly. never ever breaking eye contact. when she got enough of the white frosting collected on her tongue, she swallowed it. only then did she shut her eyes and moan like it was the most euphoric experience on the planet (and honestly sometimes it was). “these are so fucking good,” she commented breathily. her eyes opened back up slowly, a little afraid of this reaction. what she was doing was either brilliant or it was going to deprive her of the best baked good for the foreseeable future.

The compliments had Wyatt’s eyebrows raising in surprise, not expecting the bluntness from a complete stranger. Quick on his toes to reply, Wyatt placed his hands on the counter and leaned forward to give her a smirk of his own. “Thanks. I find my ways to work it off so,” he shrugged with a slight lift to his shoulders before leaning back. Wyatt was hypnotized by the girl, expecting her to just bite into the cinnamon roll and yet, she’d caught him off guard yet again by licking at the thick frosting he’d piped on earlier that day. The way she licked at the pastry was sinful and had him cursing lowly under his breath. Not to mention the fact that she clearly knew what she was doing by the way her eyes were locked on his while she worked. The slight sight of the white icing on her tongue had his mind flicking to an obscene image in his mind, only to be accompanied by a moan that filled the empty shop. Not realizing his hands had clenched into fists in front of him, Wyatt straightened up and chuckled quietly at her feigned brush off to what he’d just witnessed. “That was quite the show,” he commented, walking around the counter to stand in front of her with his arms crossed over his chest. “Is this something you usually do or am I just special?” Cocking his head to the side, he raised his eyebrows while he waited for a response, his tone almost demanding. “What’s your name sweetheart?”

[wyattkelley]

svnshrine​:

❀

astrid loved baked goods. so much so that she always told every single partner she had that if they ever got in a fight, a warm gooey cookie would fix it all up––mostly. there was this bakery that just knew her. not literally of course, but every single thing was made exactly the way she liked it by some miracle. her work schedule usually made it so that she had to go in the morning and when she was off work she usually went in the middle of the day for convenience purposes. this specific day, work had been long and tedious and a little bit harder than normal. she kept messing up so much that she was released early. she felt really embarrassed about it, until she realized she had time for a pick me up if she was fast enough. she rushed over to her favorite bakery and stepped inside, making it just in time. her footsteps faltered as she walked in, looking directly at someone she hadn’t seen and wished she had so much earlier. she bit her lip as she strode over to the counter. she looked into the glass and was happy to find cinnamon rolls. they reminded her of her childhood. “could i get a cinnamon roll. um, for here please? i’d hate to waste paper or plastic if i’m going just eat it as soon as i walk out these doors,” she laughed.

Not one to usually interact with customers, Wyatt felt a little tongue tied at the sight of the blonde biting her lip. Growing up in Edgewater meant he knew most of the people around town and having the bakery definitely helped him get to know even more people but with him stuck in the back baking more often than not, there were still some people that managed to slip through the cracks.  She must’ve been one of them. Even though the shop was closing soon, he nodded before grabbing some wax paper to place the cinnamon roll in. “Yeah, no, I get it. If there’s stuff left over, I usually eat these on my drive home,” he agreed, slipping the pastry into the sleeve and handing it over across the case. “It’s on the house- was just gonna end up eating it myself. Stay as long as ya like, alright?” Wyatt knew he wouldn’t be able to get any cleaning done now that she was just there and he laughed quietly to himself at how ridiculous he was being.

[wyattkelley]

Opening his own bakery had been Wyatt’s dream from the beginning. Learning how to bake with his mother was one of his fondest memories from his childhood. Anytime he sold out of something new he’d baked, a smile didn’t leave his face for weeks. The whole case was almost bare save a few cinnamon rolls and muffins when he started to slowly close the store. There was only 30 minutes left until he could officially lock up but most people knew that they were short on just about everything so he didn’t see too many people coming in later in the day. The shock of the bell ringing overhead the front door startled Wyatt and he perked his head up to greet the guest with a smile, throwing his cleaning towel over his shoulder. “Hey, what can I do for ya?”

[dailycelebs]

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