Kisses - Tumblr Posts
Hello neighbour
Theodore and Nicky have such a wonderful moment right now.
Little upside down kissing cause why not? 💜
Infinite kisses
Ролевой игре уже год целый исполнился, а Я до сих пор такой вялый, хотя бы в рисунках есть оно -- страсть, или как это назвать?
Сегодня почти всю ночь О ↑них↑ думал, думал О дне, когда мой признается в том, что он на самом деле чувствует. Это страшно, страшно просить О таком -- вести за собой на верную гибель. Хахааххахахаххп, боже, лис наверняка точно откажется, у него-то и без того дел хватает и забот, а тут еще какая-то мнимая обязанность идти куда-то за непутëвым другом. Друг ли это вообще? Кто знает...
Мир все еще живет в голове, она еще может работать. Спасибо
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There was a rustling noise. Light leaked in from the hall due to his door being only partially closed. Spike rolled away from the light but before he could fall back asleep he became aware of Faye's hand gently shaking his shoulder.
"I had a nightmare. Can I sleep in here?"
"Hmm," Obviously the answer was yes but he didn't like to give in right away. Didn't want her thinking she had all the power even though she did.
Faye sighed but sounded amused, as though she'd planned for this eventuality. "I'll give you a shooter." She said in a sing-song voice.
Spike blindly reached backwards over his shoulder for the tiny plastic bottle, opened it with his teeth, drank the contents in one sip, and tossed the bottle into a dark corner of the room.
He flopped onto his back and lifted the blanket so she could slide in beside him. Her hands snuck into his hair immediately as she draped herself atop him. Her lower half shifted against him restlessly as if she couldn't quite get comfortable.
Spike grinned and then smacked his lips. "Mm, pepperminty."
From down by his ribs, where her face was pressing kisses to his skin, came a giggle. "Figured you hadn't brushed your teeth,"
He made an appreciative noise and then wrapped his arms around her to draw her up and flip them both over so he was looming over her now. She was smiling at him, her eyes glittering in the light from the hall, and still using her lower half against him.
"I think you wanted fresh tasting kisses," He replied, bringing his face down to hers to scatter kisses on her nose and cheeks. "Well," kiss "I'm" kiss "happy" kiss "to" kiss "oblige." And then he stopped talking and peppering her face with kisses so he could capture her lips with his own.
Love Story - Adam Stanheight / Reader
A/N Taylor Swift's Love Story inspired this one, clearly. LOL.
Adam Stanheight pulled you in, and you rested the back of your head on his shoulder, looking at the image in front of you. In the photo the sun was setting, you were in your prettiest dress, and Adam was in a tux. You both were hugging each other tightly. “You remember?” Adam asked in your ear.
“How the fuck would I forget?” You answered bluntly. “On the count of three, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“One, two, three.” You closed your eyes, and so did Adam. A younger version of yourself came into your mind.
You could still feel the wind on your skin, as you stood on the balcony in summer air. You were overlooking a raging party, the lights were dim, and everyone was dressed in ball gowns. In the back you could see Adam Faulkner walking towards you. “Hello,” he whispered.
“Hi.” You gazed up at him in awe. Adam was a nice guy, but sometimes he came off on the wrong foot. Your parents weren’t sure about him. Your father didn’t want you near him and he made that clear to Adam. “Stay away from Y/N.”
This was so disheartening to you that you started crying on the stairs, grabbing Adam’s hands and jeans, and begging him not to leave. You needed him in your life. “Please don’t go!”
Adam kissed you casually. He was so nonchalant. You wondered how he could be so calm all the time. “I’m not gonna leave you,” he assured you and tipped his head to the side. “Why would I do that?”
You stood up and pulled Adam closer. “Adam, take me somewhere we can be alone. I’ll be waiting, all there’s left to do is run. You’ll be the prince, and I’ll be the princess.”
Adam smiled in amusement. “It’s a love story. Baby just say ‘yes’,” he finished and you melted. Your parents were still watching from the side, glares on their faces. Then Adam pulled away. You were forced to watch him leave afterwards. Your heart hurt and it drove you mad.
But you were not easily deterred. You wouldn’t give up Adam for the world. Your mom and dad didn’t have to know what you got up to when you went on long walks. They’d never know you were still seeing him. You snuck out the very next night, and met Adam in the garden. Your heart fluttered when you touched his hands. He was so perfect standing there, with the moonlight behind him. In whispered tones you expressed how much you loved one another, and proceeded to walk delicately around the rose bushes and the petunias and the sunflowers. Your conversations were hushed, as you tried to keep quiet. You both would be so dead if your parents knew about this. But lucky for you, that wouldn’t happen. You were way too cool for this shit.
You came up behind Adam, and covered his eyes. “Close your eyes,”
It was time to escape this town for a little while.
Adam raised his hands up to yours. “Hmmm,” he hummed. “Y/N.” He leaned into you.
You kissed him on the head as Adam pulled your hands back down to his sides. “How are you tonight?” You wondered aloud.
“Brilliant,” Adam answered. “You?”
“Same.”
“Come out so I can see you.”
You felt suddenly self conscious. You had dressed up for this event. It was the same outfit you wore on your first date with Adam. Slowly, you moved out from behind Faulkner, and stood in front of him timidly. “Hi,” you murmured.
Adam gaped at you, then let out a low wolf whistle. His eyes traveled all the way down your body and then came back up to meet your gaze. “I like it.”
You smiled, a light blush tinting your cheeks. “Oh…” You found yourself unable to look at Adam. He took advantage of your shyness, and kissed you.
“Cause you were Adam,” you mumbled around his lips. “I was a scarlet letter.”
The door to the garden was flung open then. Apparently, your quietness hadn’t lasted. “How many times have I told you?” You recognized the voice of your dad again, and you frowned miserably. “Stay away from my child! Stay away from F/N L/N!”
Adam backed away, but he wasn’t daunted. “Sure.” He said with a shrug, and saluted you. You stared at him in disbelief, and then grabbed his shoulders. He was everything to you! “Please don’t go!” You gasped.
Adam kissed you roughly. “I’m not gonna leave you.” He smirked at you. “Why would I do that?” There was a knowing glint in his eyes. Your heart softened into hot wax. He was so perfect. So casual. How did he do that? How did he make you want him even more? How did he stay so relaxed, even though you were being torn apart from him?
You blinked up at him in amazement. “Adam… please…”
Adam winked at you, and glanced you up and down once more. “You look gorgeous in that, baby.”
You watched him sadly as he disappeared into the shadows, and retreated back into the trees. “Adam, take me somewhere we can be alone,” You muttered under your breath. “I’ll be waiting, all there’s left to do is run. You’ll be the prince, and I’ll be the princess…” You trailed off out of habit, allowing Adam to finish it. You were greeted with silence. It was so deafening, you almost flinched physically. You forced yourself to continue. “It’s a love story. Baby just say ‘yes’.”
Your father spoke up from behind you after a while. “How long?”
“How long?” you asked him.
“How long have you been seeing him behind our backs?”
You shook your head. “It doesn’t matter.”
“Y/N, listen to me. I don’t know what you see in him. All the good guys turn out to be bad people in the end. You need to let him go. He’s not good for you.”
“I love him!” You yelled abruptly. “Stop trying to convince me that he’s not worth it. You haven’t even met him, you don’t even know him. Get to know him first!”
“You should drop him,” your dad grumbled.
You stormed past him in a huff and went to your bedroom, where you were hoping to get some sleep - but you doubted that you would.
The next day you found Adam waiting in the garden for you. You gave him a reluctant smile when you saw him. You didn’t know what he was doing here, and for the first time you weren’t glad to see him. This was not a safe place for him, why did he come back here?
You threw on a coat, and went to greet him. Your feet brushed over the cool grass as you trudged over to him. “You shouldn’t be here.”
“How are you?” Adam asked calmly.
“Could be better. Adam, they’re trying to tell me how to feel. This love is difficult.”
“But it’s real,” Adam replied smoothly. “Don’t doubt that, F/N L/N.”
You huffed out dubiously. “How can you say that after last night?”
Adam only said, “Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it out of this mess. It’s a love story. Baby just say ‘yes’.” He brushed out your jacket. “Please.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Days went by after that. You didn’t see Adam for a long time. You wondered what was happening. Why wasn’t he answering your calls? Why wasn’t he showing up anymore? Maybe your dad had been right from the beginning? You didn’t want to think that, but life was getting lonely. Speaking of your dad, you hadn’t seen much of him lately either. He hadn’t spoken much to you at all. You walked aimlessly around the garden, your heart heavy.
What the hell?
You didn’t want to feel hopeless, but there was an empty setting in your stomach. It worried you, it upset you, it frightened you. You decided to go for a walk. A long walk. You needed out of here! Some place to clear your head. Some time to get away from the memories.
When you reached the outskirts of your small town, you stopped walking. You didn’t know what you were doing here, but you knew you should return home. It probably wasn’t safe here by the road when it was getting dark. You turned around, and found someone you were not expecting.
Adam Stanheight was watching you from afar. A smile was on his face. You stared at him halfheartedly. “What? Are you here to break my heart?”
Faulkner shifted his weight from foot to foot, but didn’t say anything to you, which made you feel even more dismayed. His eyes shone with some kind of deviance, and playfulness, and… knowledge that you were unaware of.
“What? Are you going to talk to me?”
Still, silence.
“Well I have some things to say to you.”
Adam shrugged. “By all means.” He was way too damn relaxed!
“Adam, save me! I’ve been feeling so alone. I keep waiting for you, but you never come!”
“Let’s change that,” Adam said in a quiet tone. Kneeling to the ground, he pulled out a ring. “Marry me, Y/N. You’ll never have to be alone. I love you, and that’s all I really know. I talked to your dad-”
“How the hell did you talk to my dad?” You interrupted.
Adam tilted his head to the side. “You said something that changed his mind.”
You glared at the ground. “No, I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did,” Adam insisted. “He got to know me a little. He said he was sorry for jumping to conclusions. Said you were right the whole time, and that maybe not everyone’s life will be the same. He said he gives us his blessing.”
You stared at him. “What?”
“Just pick out a white dress, okay. It’s a love story. Baby just say ‘yes’.” Adam put a lot of emphasis on the last word.
Your heart was almost literally jumping out of your throat. “Oh my god. Yes. I will. I want this.”
Adam pulled you down and kissed you. “Don’t be so negative, princess. I didn’t give up on us. Why should you?”
You buried your face in his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Adam.”
Adam hugged you close. “Stay with me.” And you kissed him in response.
Slowly, cautiously, you opened your eyes again. Adam was holding you close to him. “Adam,” you whispered.
“We were both young when I first saw you,” he said softly.
You clung to him. “We’re still married after all this time,” you said distantly.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Adam remarked.
You pressed close to him. “Me neither.”
He kissed you, and pushed you to the floor. You let out a moan of surprise, which Adam seemed to take delight in, and he started caressing you. You allowed him to touch you. “It’s been awhile,” you commented.
“Shh. Just relax.”
You leaned your head back. “Sure.” You whispered, as Adam started pulling off your clothes. And that’s exactly what you did. But the sun was setting out the window and the windows were closed and shuttered, and the neighbors were all asleep. But Adam was calm and collected - as ever. The duo would follow the sun tonight and take things all the more slowly. It was vital for the first year anniversary. It was the newly made tradition.
And it wasn't about to change.
Early Sunday Morning - Adam Stanheight / Reader
It was Sunday, about six forty-five in the morning, the last day of the week. Thoughts and anxieties had woken you up. You floundered in the bed sheets futilely but couldn’t fall asleep again. You threw the covers off yourself, and flung your legs over the edge of the bed. The atmosphere was quiet and dull. A white light filtered through the big bedroom windows, the blinds folded shut. It was a chilly morning and you shivered as you got to your feet. It was cloudy outside, and the sun was just barely emerging from behind the large city buildings. You went to fix the blankets you messed up on the bed, and noticed Adam sleeping on the other side. You did not want to wake him so you gently brought the covers over your pillow. Adam rolled over, but didn’t open his eyes. Now he was facing you, his skin looking pale in the white light, and his whole expression peaceful and vulnerable. You heard the clock chime from the kitchen, and you glanced briefly in its direction. Adam twisted a little bit and you looked back at him. He was still fast asleep.
You turned away from the bed and padded into the bathroom. It was colder in here than it was in your bedroom. You stumbled to the bathtub and clumsily turned on the shower, you grabbed a clean towel from the cabinet, then waited for the water to warm. The remnants of your dream still haunted you a bit, but you proceeded to undress yourself, then stepped into the tub.
Hot water splashed on your face and rolled down your back. It soothed you and washed away all the horrors that still lurked in your mind from the night before. You let out a breath of relief, and leaned against the shower wall. You let your hair hang down in the water. It was so hot it burned you, but you liked it. ‘Scorching’ was better than just ‘hot’. The water relaxed your muscles, calmed your nerves, and allowed you to think clearly. The steam wafted up and warmed your face, it fogged the mirrors and the windows.
In your moment of bliss you missed the creak that came from the bathroom door, and the light swish of the shower curtain being pulled back. Someone came inside with you, and started bringing their hands up your back. You leaned into them, turning your head slightly to the left. “Adam…” you murmured.
“Morning…” Adam answered calmly in your ear.
“I didn’t mean to wake you, Adam,” you breathed out.
Adam leaned down and kissed you on the lips. He pulled you even closer to him and wrapped his hands around your waist. “It’s okay.” His warm breath passed over your lips. You put your head on his shoulder, and let the water roll over you.
Adam spun you around delicately so that you were facing him. He took in all your little details, and scanned your body up and down. You stared at him hesitantly, yet playfully, and waited for him to say something. “Like what you see?” You asked him wittily.
Adam raised an intrigued eyebrow at you. “Oh, definitely.” He pushed you against the wall, moving his head in close to yours. Your lips were nearly touching at this point, and you hummed out happily. “You look good,” he whispered.
“Oh, I’m sure. Doesn’t everyone think their significant other looks good without any clothes on?”
“I’ve seen other people without their clothes on,” Adam said simply. “And none of them compare to the beautiful sight in front of me right now.”
You scoffed. “You’re such a charmer.”
“I don’t know about that. You must be pretty good yourself, if you ended up in my dream last night.”
“Oh? What was I doing?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“I mean of course not, that’s why I asked. Because I didn’t want to know about your dream at all, so I asked about it,” you mumbled sarcastically.
Adam’s gaze flashed down to your mouth momentarily then came back up to yours. He narrowed his eyes at you flirtatiously, a small smile on his face. “You look rather kissable right now.”
You shrugged. “Well, I’m here aren’t I? Or would you prefer to wait a little longer?”
“Don’t play the Top game with me, Y/N.”
You smirked at him. “Why not, baby? You’ve been playing the Sub game ever since we started dating.”
Adam scowled at you. “I’ve gotten better.”
“You’ve gotten CONFIDENT. Being ‘confident’ and being ‘dominant’ are not the same thing.”
Adam eyed you miserably, knowing full-well that he had lost the argument. Knowing full-well that you were RIGHT.
“Are you going to kiss me?” You asked him finally. Adam’s mouth was only inches away from yours now, the close proximity was driving you mad. But Adam didn’t oblige. Instead, you asked again, “What happened in your dream, Adam?”
Adam looked at you halfheartedly, then struggled to say, “You… being dominant… Like usual.”
You rolled your head onto the wall, and looked at Adam from the side. “I’ll let you do it this time, then. You were right about one thing, you have gotten better at it.”
Adam grit his teeth. “Hardly. I learned from a professional.” He winked at you.
“If you won’t kiss me, I’ll kiss you,” you whispered firmly.
Adam stared at you. “Go ahead.”
Eagerly, you closed the gap between his mouth and yours, and started intensely making out. There was no lead up, no preparation, nothing. Just immediately to the point without any dilly-dallying.
Adam was kissing you hard, pressing into you, strongly pinning you to the wall. His hands left your waist and started rubbing your cheeks. There was no room between you and him. You were practically being squashed in between your boyfriend and your shower wall. But you liked it - a lot.
There was heat corrupting your face, steam clogging your nose and eyes, water drowning your skin, and butterflies flying in your stomach. You felt incredibly elated, your mind was numb. Adam’s lips on yours was such a miraculous feeling; it left a tingling in your lips and a rush of jubilation entering your brain. Maybe Adam was the submissive one, but he was a helluva good kisser. You couldn’t get enough of him.
You were out of breath by the time either of you stopped. Your lungs felt like they were burning, but everything else was high on adrenaline. You and your boyfriend stared into each other’s eyes deeply, both of you panting heavily into the other’s mouth.
After a couple seconds of winding down, Adam said, “Love you, Y/N.”
Your heart fluttered at his words. It made you feel good to hear him say that. You looked up at him, lacing your fingers in with his. “Love you, too.”
Adam reached for the shampoo on the shelf, keeping his eyes fixed on you, and then started to message your head. You gritted your teeth and fell against Adam’s chest, letting out a contented sigh. His skin was warm and soft. You closed your eyes and enjoyed feeling Adam’s firm hands on your scalp. He tenderly rocked your head into the stream of running water, making sure not to get any on your face. Scorching water trickled down your forehead and shoulders, and dripped from your hair.
When the shampoo was completely out of your hair, he backed away. You felt obliged to give him the same treatment, so you slathered some shampoo on your hands and combed your fingers through his hair. Adam smiled at you contentedly. “Hi…” he commented shyly.
“Hi,” you said sweetly, and pushed his head on to your shoulder. You felt Adam breathe out in satisfaction. You smiled, enjoying this way too much. Feeling Adam leaning on you for support was… honestly kind of hot… Then again, everything Adam did was… ‘honestly kind of hot’. He was so perfect.
A couple of minutes passed as you both finished bathing each other. This shower was probably the most efficient one you’d taken in your life; it had definitely felt good. Now that the water was off, you stared at the curtain dishearteningly. Neither of you wanted to get out into the cold. “Want to grab my towel?” You asked Adam hopefully. You batted your eyelashes at him in a joking manner, though you were slightly hoping it would work.
“No,” Adam said bluntly. “You want to get mine?”
“No.”
It was silent after that. Kissing broke out between you again, but only for a short moment. Then your phone rang. You looked back at the curtain. “You should do it,” you said playfully. “I’m too tired! I woke up before you did!”
Adam gave you a disapproving look. “Even I know that’s not true. Why don’t YOU get MY towel?”
“I’m not freezing my ass off for you.”
“I guess I won’t come to you when I’m stuck in a blizzard then,” Adam muttered dryly. “That’s good news, thank you.”
You elbowed him in the ribs. “Knock it off! I didn’t mean it.”
“Then go out there and grab a towel.”
“Look, it’s not my fault you didn’t bring one over.”
“You didn’t either,” Adam retorted.
“Well, at least I got mine OUT,” you replied smartly.
Adam pushed you through the curtain. “Get out of here.”
You fell down in a pile of hands and feet onto the linoleum bathroom floor, but not before grasping Adam’s hand in your own, and bringing him tumbling out with you. You were sprawled halfway out of the bathtub on your stomach. Adam was also halfway out of the tub, laying on his stomach.
You let out a yelp of surprise, and Adam let out an exclamation of disgust. But you yourself were proud.
Epic plan gone wrong… You thought to yourself complacently.
“If I go, you go, baby. That’s how it works,” you told Adam smoothly.
Adam gasped, then seemed to find his positioning on top of you quite pleasing, and leaned his mouth to your ear. “Of course,” he purred seductively. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. You know I’d never leave you to suffer all alone.” You felt his warm breath travel down your cheek. It made you giddy.
You chuckled nervously. “A-Adam…”
“What’s that you said about being the top?”
You huffed. “I didn’t say that. Did I say that? Hmmm, strange things happen to the bottoms, don’t they?”
“Right. Like their conceited personalities.”
“Don’t get cocky,” you said in a low tone.
Adam got up. “I’m fucking cold. Thanks, Y/N.”
You shrugged. “You felt warm to me.”
Adam chucked your towel at you. “Happy?”
You started drying your hair. “Yes…” you mumbled cheerily.
Adam shook his head in disbelief, and sat next to you on the floor. He was also tussling his hair with a towel, but he didn’t need to; it was too short for that. You beamed at him, feeling the close proximity eating you alive.
Once both of you had hung up your towels, Adam pulled you into a tight embrace, in which he started leaving little kisses down your cheeks and jaws. You squirmed in his grasp, a big smile on your lips and also a bright blush on your cheeks. You both laughed a little, and then you tried to pry Adam away. “Stop!” You gasped.
“Why so eager to leave me? Do you have to be somewhere? Are you seeing someone else?” Adam shot you a look full of fake hurt. “How could you?”
“No, no, no, no, no!” You blurted desperately. “It’s not like that! I don’t want to leave YOU, I want to leave this cold bathroom!”
Adam released you, a smug smile on his face. “Okay. I can deal with that. It’s very cold in here.”
You made a beeline for the dresser in the room over. You flung open the drawers, and pulled out your favorite things to where - preferably the most comfortable. You saw Adam come up beside you and pull out a white shirt, and a pair of jeans.
What else did he wear? The plaid flannel that was on the edge of the bed? Sadly, you were right. You mocked him for it, but Adam laughed with you.
“I know what works baby, why would I find something else to buy when I know that white T-shirts and jeans are comfortable?”
You sighed, and laid on the bed, your face towards the ceiling, when your stomach decided it was time to eat something. It announced it very loudly, and embarrassingly. Adam cast you an astonished look. “Hungry?”
You scrunched your nose at him indignantly. “Maybe I’m a little hungry?”
“You want leftovers?” Adam wondered worriedly.
You glanced at him nervously. “Yeah…” You murmured.
There weren't enough leftovers for two people. You both knew this and scrambled to your feet, racing for the door, each of you trying to be faster and smarter than the other. In a laughing fit, you and Adam made it to the fridge at the same time, therefore declaring it a tie and resolutely forcing both of you to split the meal in half. At the end of it all though, you ended up having to make waffles to satisfy the remaining hunger.
Oh what a morning. Today was going to be great! You couldn’t wait for next week.
Snow White Kisses - Adam Stanheight / Reader
A/N Been busy, but here’s a short story I managed to write up. Been in a writer's block as well, but please enjoy! Sorry for spelling/grammar mistakes, posting late.
Bright, sparkling, lights gave the room a silver tint. The table was a solid chestnut brown, and the walls and ceiling were creamy. There was only a soft, black, carpet for the flooring. Golden stars were plastered to the walls, as well as red and purple hearts. You leaned way back in the recliner, as the sun sprinkled down on your face. You sat next to the large window, overlooking the beach. The water was smooth today, and not many people were clustered down there. You would have been down there yourself if it wasn’t so cold. The sun soothed your spirits and warmed your skin, making you feel giddy and a little bit lightheaded. You were glad for the distraction.
Adam Faulkner Stanheight would have most definitely been snuggling with you, but he had gone to walk the dog. He’d be back in an hour. No, not even. Probably thirty minutes by now. You couldn’t wait for his return; you were lonely.
You rolled your head from side to side, taking in all the minor details that you hadn’t noticed before; you’d never been in a beach house before and you wanted to remember it. Long white curtains covered all the large, square, windows. They reached all the way to the floor elegantly, and flared out at the end. Paintings of sunsets and twilight scenery were spread throughout the building, covering every other wall majestically.
You felt a chill coming in through the window and stood up to close it, your thin blanket drifting from your fine shoulders, and settling around your feet, on the floor, prettily. You tripped delicately over the soft floor, your feet crossing the carpet swiftly.
Leaning into the misty cool air and allowing your vision to be engulfed by the white layer of snow, you stretched your arm out. It was slippery and chilly, it was almost like you could literally feel the silkworm cocoons. The silk touched your arm gracefully, and made your skin cold. You would have enjoyed the feeling of such silks better if it wasn’t so freezing outside.
In a haze of white, you reached for the window frame, and pulled your hand back again. Softness fell on your skin, and passed through your fingers gently, like wavy fiber. Some white got onto the floor, and you stepped back to examine the snow that was littering half of your living room.
You turned at the sound of a quiet click coming from the front door. Your boyfriend swept into the room swiftly, and the dog followed quickly. She ran up to you and tipped her head lovingly. You rubbed her head and rustled her ears, and then looked up at Adam.
Adam appeared exhausted and out of breath. He let out a long sigh and flopped onto the couch. Leaning back, Adam raised his arms up and rested his head on them. “God,” he mumbled. “The rain is coming down hard.”
You looked at him empathetically. “Did you get drenched?”
“Fortunately not for me,” Adam cast a disapproving glance at the dog. “I can’t say the same for Starshine.” He shuddered obviously.
Starshine gave a loud bark, as if she could understand, and proceeded to chase herself ‘round and ‘round.
The both of you ignored your dog and leaned in close to each other. “How was the walk?” You asked him softly.
Adam smiled happily. “Great! Really, even though it was raining. How was your morning?”
You liked the feeling of your boyfriend in your arms. You huddled closer to Adam. “Extraordinary. But not nearly ‘perfect’. You know what would make it better?”
Adam shook his head, nuzzling your cheek.
“You,” you whispered smoothly.
Adam scoffed at your words. “Oh please…” He was blushing brightly.
You dropped your mouth to his mouth. Your lips were nearly touching but not touching yet. “It’s true, baby. Nothing you can say will change it. You're the light of my life. That one piece of diamond among all the stones. I love you.”
Your breath passed over his lips lightly, making him even more crazy for you. You felt him put his hands up your shirt. You were okay with this, you loved the feeling of his soft skin on you.
“You happy?” You asked him.
“Mmhmm.” He nodded slowly, rubbing his nose up and down your cheek.
You smiled in satisfaction. Seeing Adam go all woozy for you was attractive. It made you feel powerful. It gave you energy.
You put one hand on his chest, and with the other hand you combed your fingers through his hair. Slowly, you pushed closer, kissing him neatly on the lips. It lasted for a moment, and then you pulled away again.
Adam didn’t look pleased. You only cupped his cheeks with both hands, and smiled at him proudly. “My baby,” you murmured.
Adam’s annoyance seemed to dissipate. He groaned a little desperately. “You make me feel so many things!”
You lowered your head down again, this time kissing him harder. You rubbed circles on his cheeks with your thumbs. You could feel Adam’s hands rising up your body.
Electricity pulsed between your mouths, making them tingle slightly. You couldn’t get enough of him!
Adam’s palms skimmed your belly. You took his lower lip in your mouth, and dropped your hands to his waist. You traced them down his thighs. Adam rocked his hips onto you.
You brought your hands up, smirking at him sympathetically. “Someone’s excited.” You observed seductively.
Faulkner let out a sigh. “I can be patient,” he promised insecurely.
You raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Let’s see. I think you’ve been too good for me to be patient.”
You kissed him down the neck, leaving soft traces of you on his skin. Your lips were like cotton candy, soft and sweet. Elegant in movement and graceful in technique. You were tangled up in each other’s hot passion.
You felt your boyfriend break away, gasping and heaving. He had on a look of bliss. You watched him blankly, though your thoughts were running wild and your emotions longed for more.
“Y/N,” Adam wheezed in between breaths. “You mean so much to me…”
You opened your mouth to reply when the sun came out from behind a cloud. It’s golden rays fell on to you, and warmed you all up.
You turned to look out the window, and sighed. “Mmmh, baby. The world is a scary place. I’m glad I’m getting to spend my life in such a safe place; with you.” You put your head on his shoulder. “I love you.”
Adam hugged you back tightly, squeezing all the air out of your lungs, resting his forehead on your collarbones, still breathing heavily, and making the atmosphere hot. “I love you, too,” he hummed out contentedly.
Perfectly.
Longingly.
Nothing was better than this.
Nothing better then a library and the man you love 💗
Give me this on a beautiful fall day 💗💗💋💋with the man I love 💗💗
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Him - I am doing my work on my computer and she enters with smirk on her face and that smirk tells me that she's going to wake up the beast in me.By straddle on me she adjust her hips and breast between us and our face in enough proximity if I puckered them she'd kiss me.
Her - Am I testing you patience?
Him - You never know my patience level.
Her - Can I ask you something?
Him - No need to ask baby, you just have to order.
Her - Do you want to touch me?
Him - Abso-fucking-lutely.
Her -ok
Him - So tell me baby. Do you want me to touch you?
Her - Yes
Him - I remove my hand from keyboard. "Just tell me when to stop".
Her - I jump when his long figures slide along the spine of my back in the shirt and he unhooks my bra.He moved his hands to my breast. He squeezes and starts playing with my tits. Then I feel his hands slowing moving down at my jeans button.
Him - May I open these button baby?
Her - I nod while closing my eyes he opens my button and moved his hands towards my pussy he cups them.
Him - Open your eyes baby. I want you to look into my eyes and feel that you are safe with me. I am never going to hurt you.
Her - I open my eyes while his directly looking into my soul. And we kissed we kissed so deep that our heartbeat starts syncing together.He kissed my jawline,my neck,my breast and I am so overwhelm by the feeling that I forgot the time when we started.
Him - I want you so bad that I want to bury myself into you sweetheart.
Her - I want to consume by you.
Him - I kissed her again.
Her - I stop myself from going farther because I know I can't control myself. I just stop myself.
Him - You are so gorgeous baby.
Her - And you are hot.
Him - Anything else.
Her - Did you forget you unlock something earlier?
Him - No baby! I didn't.
Her - He hooks my bra and kissed me on forehead.
Did someone want a Broppy washing Dishes Comic concept? Idc here it is
(Don’t worry, Poppy’s okay🩷💙)
Hehe, I might actually finish this comic; more on that in the next post. I’ma call it “Bubbles, Dishes, and Surprise Kisses” because why not, fight me bro
But not really cuz I don’t want ta hurt cha. So enjoy the comic, drink some water, and have some kisses, MUAH MUAH!~
Can Master Shake have a kiss?? 🥹
SORRY I TOOK SO LONG BUT HERE YA GOOOOOOO (virgin never receives basic affection so ofc yeah HES SUCH A LOSER I LOVE HIM)
my precious gorgeous hubby hahahaha (I’m SO not normal about him I’m sorry guys)
“Yeah, you like that?”
summary: Hyunjin is massaging you and you get turned on by his touch…
genre: spicy
warning: nothing really🪰
note: all posts under the spicy genre is not really full on smut, i can’t write that shit i’m absolutely foul at it. sorry it’s short, i love Hyunjin but this is the first “spicy” thing i’ve written if you can even call this garbage spicy.
Masterlist
His hot breath on your skin and the way his hands touch your tense muscles makes you squirm. The tingles you get from him massaging you is enough to have you dripping wet. He doesn’t notice, his innocent eyes looking at your scrunched face.
“Baby? Does it hurt?” He panics, letting go of your legs immediately. “I’m sorry.” He mutters, going to kiss your knee, but his lips on your skin just make your core tingle more.
“No Jin, it’s okay! I’m okay.” You respond softly, sitting up from your slipping position on the couch. You touch his hands, squeezing reassuringly.
“Alright if you say so.” He frowns and you can’t help but kiss him. Teeth lightly grazing his bottom lip. “Someone’s awfully needy.” he mutters into the kiss, shuffling to get on top of you.
His hand is holding your nape, guiding you into the kiss, his fingers massaging the skin. His leg presses where you need him most and you let out a moan, breath unsteady.
Your hips lift to grind on his knee but he stops you, “Yeah, you like that?”
All you can do is nod, not trusting your own voice.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom, darling.” He says, not letting you reply as he lifts you up and puts you over his shoulder.
It’s going to be a long night, for you and your neighbors.
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Over thinkerShoto todoroki x reader
☁️Fluff
You’re in your room studying for exams listening to music when you hear the doorbell ring. You wonder who it could be, as you walk downstairs and open the door to find your boyfriend Shoto standing with an umbrella in the cold rain. He looks like he's been crying for his eyes are red and puffy and he keeps sniffling, ”Shoto! W-whats wrong?!” You practically yell bringing him inside “ are you o-okay!!?” You panic..He shakes his head not saying a word as you pull him inside, shutting the door behind him and he sets down his umbrella. He continues to sniffle and whimper softly as he stands there dripping water all over the floor….
“Oh shoto…”.. “I’ll be right back” .. you go into your room and grab a towel and a pair of your biggest clothes for him, returning towards him you hand him the clothes and towel “ change when you come out we can talk or if you stay like that you’ll get sick..”, “Okay…” He nods and replies as he grabs the towel and the clothes you give to him. He goes into the bathroom nearby and changes out of his completely soaked clothes that stick to his skin showing his complexion and into your dry ones. He was drowning in your hoodie but the pants seemed to fit him well, they were just a little short. He walks out of the bathroom looking a lot better than he did before but still looking upset.
“What wrong sho?..” you question him, “come on let’s sit on the sofa..” you tell him worryingly.. He nods once again doing as you say and sitting down on the sofa. He looks down at his lap for a few minutes as he wipes away the last of his tears and before finally speaking “…Can I ask you something?” He questions, “Anything sho!” You hold onto his hand, “You promise you won’t be mad?” -He looks at your hand holding his and grips it, squeezing your hand feeling its warmth.
He lets out a shaky sigh and grips your hand tighter while looking down “You don’t…have romantic feelings for anyone else besides me right?..”, “W-what?!” “What makes you think that?!” You exclaim shockingly, tightening your grip on his hand He lets out a shaky sigh and bites the inside of his cheek, “…There’s this boy in my class, he’s…well he’s pretty or whatever.. and I heard a few people in my class say that you two talk sometimes. I’m just overthinking it…I’m sorry..” you look at him with a confused look and ask “what do you mean? Sho the only pretty boy in class i have my eyes on is you..” you smile at him , He looks up you and gives you a shaky smile. He feels stupid now for even bringing it up and thinking such things “I didn’t mean to upset you I just…I got scared..I love you a lot and I’d be destroyed if you left me…I know I’m stupid for thinking things so easily it’s just…” he sighs..
“Oh sho.. I’d never leave you babe..” you look at him sadly, it pains your heart knowing he thinks this way… does he think you’d leave him for a “pretty boy” everyone finds attractive hell no that’s for sure.
His heart flutters slightly at your words, he lets out a shaky sigh and grips your hand tighter “Really?..You promise you won’t leave me for the pretty boy from your class?..” you scuffed “sho your the only pretty boy in my class… I don’t know any other boy that you could be talking about..” you giggle at his words, He looks away, realizing how stupid he sounds. He lets out a huff and puts his head in his free hand embarrassed “ I feel like a dumbass now..”
You laugh “ Dont say that babe… you’re the only person I’d ever lay my eyes on your my pretty boy…” you smile looking deep into his eyes, “Honestly sho don’t overthink it pains me knowing you think that way..” you kiss his soft lips .. licking your lips in hunger for more kisses.
He lets out another shaky and relieved sigh as you press your lips to his. His free hand rests on your waist and pulls you to sit on his lap. He breaks the kiss for a moment and buries his head into your neck, nuzzling it against your skin
“I’m really sorry for thinking such things…I love you so much…”.. “You should be knuckle head..” you state while playing with his semi wet hair. shivering as you touch his hair a bit wet from the rain. He gives a slight laugh at you calling him a knucklehead, knowing that he kinda deserves it and then nuzzles his head further into your neck as he speaks “I know, I’m sorry again…it’s just the people in my class keep talking about it…about how you and that boy are always talking and stuff…”.
“It’s just school work plus I didn’t want to tell you this but..” you slowly get closer to his ear and whisper “I show you off to him” you smile and you giggle in his ear. He listens to every word carefully and his cheeks turn a light pink. He takes a moment to process what you said, slightly confused at first “Huh? What do you mean you ‘show me off to him’?”, realizing what you had said but not was too late it had to be said “Oh nothing I just ramble about you a lot telling him how much of a good boyfriend you are sometimes I even get off topic on the project we do …” He can’t help but smile a bit, picturing you rambling about him to the boy as you work on projects together. He lifts his head up from your neck and looks up at you, “You really do that?” He questions “I do..”..” it’s kinda embarrassing now that I say it..” you cover your face He smiles gently at how embarrassed you are admitting it.
He gives you a satisfied smile seeing your beautiful face and moves one hand to cup your cheek. “You’re cuter than you give yourself credit for. You know that right?” You blush bright red “S-Sho!!”.. “Don’t say that” you bury yourself in his neck, He laughs at your actions and lets you bury yourself into his neck to hide your embarrassment. He brings his other hand up and runs his fingers through your hair as he smiles and speaks “Why not? I’m just saying the truth…”
You start kissing his neck softly bitting and licking into certain spots.. “Mhh.. I guess..” you breath heavily You immediately tell he’s enjoying the soft kisses on his neck, even letting out a small and shaky breath when you start biting into some special spots. He takes a moment to speak and when he does his voice is shaky and slightly strained… “Keep doing that and I’m…I’m not responsible for what happens next…”
You start kissing his neck softly bitting and licking into certain spots.. “Mhh.. if you say so..”
You continue on to leave him hickeys moving onto his lips.. He immediately melts into you as your lips move from his neck to his lips. He lets out a small hum of pleasure at the feeling as well as from the hickeys you leave. He closes his eyes and slides his tongue out a bit, gently licking over your lips as if asking for entrance into your mouth,You slowly let him inside your mouth moaning from his flavors mouth inside you… He lets out a noise of satisfaction as he slips his tongue into your mouth, immediately exploring every inch of it as he takes the lead of the kiss. The hand holding your waist suddenly grips onto you tighter as his tongue moves against yours, desperate to taste more of you.
You moan as you deeply kiss him passionately describe for his touch, He continues to dominate the kiss, holding you pressed against him as his other hand moves your hair back and out of your face so he can see you. He lets out another shaky breath as he devours your mouth, wanting this moment to last forever. He breaks the kiss for a moment, only to whisper the words, “I love you so much… ” in a soft and shaky voice before delving back in for another deep kiss…
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