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— Tatum and Stu doing the absolute most

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Not the worst four letter word to say but it did have a certain meaning to it. To put some stake or label on and boy did it seem nice to say. the bombshell woman could have him wrapped around her finger and damn if he wasn't willing to fall down that ecstasy tumble with her. Oh a Queen, a lovely biker queen, he ought to take her out for some leather road jacket’s. Oh the idea were endless but fuck it all. the thrill of chasing a girl who could work the system and hide her habits like his could be destructive to some degree but he didn’t care. they could go at it until responsibilities came knocking and that was just so appealing. full of desire and longing he would lean into and cast aside any thought to the day and what they were finding with each other.

that damn robe had been a nuisance to him and his wandering but it was now coming lose and what a means of having at her. full of pipping hot need for the woman he was basking in her depths as he had her in this speck free kitchen, the moans and gasps becoming very apparent as they reverberate back to them in echoes. it was nice to have his sensory pleasure amped upped. he had  quite a handful her body skin ass and hair was nice, not to mention her walls would feel great around his shaft. but as well taste, his taste sense was burning the more he  kissed her. finally sight, he was enjoying every second and wanted it all. the muscled mass of man wasn’t surprised when she started bucking back, but getting into the art of equal and wholesome fucking of partners was new. He would smirk back at the woman and witnessed her sounds escape herself. “ Only you.” He reiterated her words, blue eyes piqued with lust and desire as he would manhandle her rear and would hold onto her request, “ Oh you are gonna get all of me sweetheart.” He would laugh quipping to her as he struck at her hips.

Intensity, need, lust, all were wrapped into one, but what she was realizing was that there also came a seriousness in their talk. Expressing her feelings or even admitting that she liked someone wasn’t something she often did. She would usually talk to guys for a while, play them hot and cold, make them buy things for her before soft launching them and then putting a label on things. For now there wasn’t an official label, but around town she knew the implications. She knew that if she were to be seen about town on Abel’s arm that any chances of her being with another guy were slim to none. By allowing him to fuck her she was also being marked as his. 

With his cock inside her she didn’t care what implications or what claiming her meant. She was too busy basking in the feelings of him thrusting into her. His words not lost on her she smirked now wanting to prove that he didn’t need anyone else. Maddy could be anyone’s dream girl. She knew just how wanted she was by males, how she could smile and have a whole room begging her to fuck them. She also knew that she was worth more than just being someone’s fuck doll. For now Abel was saying things no guy had said lately. She had been with married men, men who lied about their profession, and small business owners but no one of Abel’s status. Actually thinking about the power he wielded did serve as an aphrodisiac, not that she would tell him about that. 

Gasping she placed her hands at his broad shoulders allowing him to pick her up as he crashed his hips into her. Tossing her head back she allowed him control of their tempo as he used his muscles to move her up and down his cock. She was just in a state of allowing him to do his worse. “Oh my god,” she moaned, her body holding on to his as she gave him complete control. Overthinking what they were agreeing on was going to be her downfall, giving him control allowed her to just concentrate on how good she was feeling. “My neighbors are going to hear me,” she gasped still not slowing down his speed, instead closing her eyes and kissing his lips. Tongue working against his she stifled her moans until she had to break away. “You’re going to make-” she didn’t finish her sentence, moans overtaking her. Still not stopping him she just encouraged him, moaning yes and humming with every stroke. She held off her own orgasm making this more than just about herself for as long as she could. “Fuck I’m-” she closed her eyes still holding off. “So close.” She kissed his lips, biting his bottom lip as she continued wanting him to finish inside her. 

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𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 💭  𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝚨 𝐓𝚮𝐎𝐔𝐆𝚮𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝚮𝚨𝐒 𝚮𝚨𝐃 𝚨𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.

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when lazy kissing gets intense with that deep breath and hip pull

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❛ i’m not jealous. ❜

Maddy smirked as he continued to talk. Her mind stuck on the words he said about not being jealous she wasn't sure if he was saying it for his benefit or hers. "Yeah because I believe you." She rolled her eyes, the male she had been close to kissing not too far. "You might as well say that you're still in love with me since that's the only thing that's believable." She didn't mention how she was still in love with him, how it set her off to be around him. Looking down at his lips she snapped herself back to reality. "It's almost easier if you don't lie."

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Them: your fave is problematic Me: I want to see the receipts Them: *hands me the receipts* Me:

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Alexa Demie

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Things I want to explore with Maddy

more toxic relationships because obvs 

pregnancy/motherhood 

forbidden relationship

cousins/close friendships that remain platonic 

queer relationships 

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ALEXA DEMIE 

as Paisley in Nineteen On Fire

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❛ it’s hot when you talk back. ❜ - thumper. @ghostbloomed

Maddy looked over at her husband with a slight eye roll. The fact that she never backed down from him, his family, or anyone even out in public was something that would never change. It was hard for her to keep comments to herself. It was hard for her to be meek and demure like the rest of the world wanted her to be. Even when she had been afraid of any kind of retaliation from her ex she still would talk back. "You think everything I do is hot." She showed a hint of a smile. "Shut up," she pushed him some, attempting to keep him away from her. "I'm supposed to be staying mad at you."

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—Greta Gerwig, Little Women (2019) Script

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BRIE LARSON as ENVY ADAMS in SCOTT PILGRIM VS. THE WORLD (2010)

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That fact that I am insane is just part of my charm

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sugarhoncy​:

eddie chuckled and shrugged, “i mean i smoke weed, even my mom smokes weed.” he admitted and laughed, handing off the bag before he took the cash, shoving it into his pocket without bothering to count it off. “trust me, i’m not straight edge, but i have confession every sunday and i feel like my prist judges me enough.” he spoke, watching maddy react and smiling, “but i have a feeling i could get into trouble with you, mads.”

At least he wasn’t completely sober, how boring would it have been for her to be the reckless one out of the two of them. “So does she like think she’s a cool mom?” Not that her mom would ever smoke “mota” as she called it. Maddy was sure her mom turned a blind eye to Maddy’s cherry wrapping papers, and the different smells that came from her room whenever she was bored or whenever her friends would come over. “So how many hail marys are you going to have to do for selling me this, or is this like not a part of your sins?” She always wondered where the moral compass pointed when it came to this. “You’d risk saying more rosaries to be around me?” 

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Normal People - Episode 7