#{ slumpcd }

[stcrfucker]

social hierarchies , and office politics, – niklaus didn't care much for any of it. still he loved the power that came at the top it's easier, than a struggle. as he wistfully stares at the americano in his hands, watching each drop of condensation. it's the only time his mind slows to a stop. it's been moving far too swiftly for almost a thousand years. he played this role before, ego driven, cold. it's become part of him. but his body grows weary of the routine without something to bring him back to life. then his eyes land on her through the glass panes of the board room. a pale hand outstretched points in her direction, beckoning her in. @slumpcd

[arsoneds]

@slumpcd !

" me blocking your number doesn't give you the right to just show up here. go home. "

[lullcbies]

maybe she shouldn't have gotten so used to being invincible. because the reality of the opposite hit her like a truck, in this cold room. she hadn't left the new apartment all day, trapped in milan, barely wanted to leave the room, eat or sleep until he got there, couldn't stand to travel back home alone. sat on the couch in his sweater, cheeks still tear stained from the night before. the media outside still unrelenting in their pursuit. of what? a breakdown.

[jawbrkrs]

"  you're  right  talking  is  overrated  .  "  she  shot  back  ,  her  hand  covering  his  mouth  .  a  barrier  against  the  torrent  of  words  she  refused  to  indulge  .  yes  ,  she  missed  him  ,  but  those  words  were  shackled  deep  within  her  heart  ,  prisoners  of  her  pride  .  instead  ,  her  lips  took  the  place  of  her  hand  ,  a  soft  rebellion  against  the  gravity  of  his  earlier  declarations  .  she  refused  to  let  herself  drown  in  the  moment  .  sweet  nothings  she  refused  to  heed  ,  knowing  full  well  the  dangers  of  being  lulled  into  his  fantasy  .  "  for  someone  who  doesn't  like  talking  ,  you  sure  do  talk  alot  .  "  she  mumbled  against  his  lips  ,  hand  tugging  at  his  belt  .  "  you  don't  get  to  say  things  like  that  to  me  .  "

" talking sure is overrated. " he replied with signature boyish grin. dorian would rather let their bodies do the talking — no time to waste. dorian followed her direction and she was right and he found an empty room on the right. " see ... i knew you missed me. " he closed the door behind them before he flashed his smirk. slow steps as he moved closer to the femme, " you look good tonight. " gaze shamelessly took in her perfect body.

[finalepic]

✱ [ 2/6 ] for @slumpcd.

" are you damaged in the head or just annoyingly stubborn ? "

[angelvings]

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                             “     you're     not     actually     serious     right     now     .     ”     she     looks     up     at     them     with     an     unimpressed     stare     ,     still     partly     wondering     if     the     proposal     is     nothing     but     their     version     of     a     dumb     joke     as     she     folds     her     arms     tightly     across     her     chest     .     “     that's     the     stupidest     idea     i've     ever     heard     .     why     on     earth     would     i     want     to     spend     the     holidays     with     you     ,     much     less     your     entire     family     ?     ”     ⎯⎯⎯     “     what     do     i     even     have     to     gain     from     this     ,     other     than     a     weekend     of     endless     suffering     and     pure     agony     ? ”

[grcveyacd]

“ i told you that it’s your day, and we can do whatever you want. “ he offers a small smile, fingers absentmindedly brushing against the side of her arm. “ we can go see a movie, get dinner, go to a party — or we can stay in. “ he shrugs, not really caring what they did at the end of the day. he just wanted to make sure that she was able to have a good time without having to worry about anything for once. “ it’s your call. “ // @slumpcd

[angelsdvsts]

"  yeah  ,  of  course  ,  "  voice  was  still  soft  and  delicate  afraid  that  he'd  make  any  sudden  moves  or  sounds  that  would  terrify  her  .  it  was  the  last  thing  that  he  wanted  ,  ensuring  that  she  was  safe  was  top  priority.  watching  as  she  trembles  broke  him  --  wanting  to  help  her  out  ,  but  eventually  she  got  it  by  herself  .  glancing  around  the  apartment  ,  he  noticed  how  everything  seemed  to  already  be  packed  up  --  settles  in  his  mind  that  she  was  already  planning  on  skipping  town  which  was  why  she  quit  in  the  first  place  .  "  you  need  me  to  grab  anything  else  ?  "  he  inquires  moving  towards  where  she  pointed  --  taking  hold  of  her  coat  .  "  i  can  start  taking  these  to  the  car  first  ?  "  he  offers  ,  knowing  that  it'd  probably  take  them  a  couple  trips  .

" can you ... please? " lennox thought that she would be more effective if she had him there — so she focus on the packing. since she planned on leaving tomorrow morning, she'd already done most of the packing. there was some clothes left but all the big stuff she had already gotten rid off. femme opened the car door and reached for the keys in her pocket. hands shook as she fiddled with the lock but eventually got the door open. she gathered her things around her one bedroom apartment. the femme thought she would eventually invite him over in the future but then ... things happened so fast and she needed to go. " can you ... can you grab my coat? it's in the closet over there. "

[nosaintz]

@slumpcd ,   continued  from  here !

low  chuckle  slips  past cristian's  lips ,   forehead  leaning  against  hers  as  his thumb  gently  caresses  the  side  of  brunette's  neck .   “   look  at  you threaten'  me with  violence ,   ”   he  teases ,   “   it's  like  you  know  exactly  what  turns  me on .   ”

[sclfcare]

" quit talkin' about your boyfriend like he matters . you're here with me . i think that speaks for itself , don't you ? " @slumpcd

[arsoneds]

@slumpcd !

" here's your receipt, sir. have a good night and thank you for choosing rosie's diner. we hope to see you come back soon. " cordiality through gritted pearly whites, but darkened gaze reveled in the fabrication of it all. petty of her to wait until the blonde accompanying him went to the restroom to begin to sink her teeth into his bait. showing up to her place of employment was one thing but, specifically requesting for her ? oh, how marvelous he played his hand ..... now it's semira's time to lay down her cards. petite frame moves in closer, freckled features flushed and tone is but a whisper. " if you ever think you're going to do that again ? i'll cut your dick off and mail it to her. get the fuck out. "

[lullcbies]

there must have been something in the air that was extra strong, jack always looked so fucking good, but he looked extra sexy recently. they'd fuck often but it just didn't feel like enough. crawling into the back seat the partition already sealed. the after party buzz kept her on high, she felt like riding it all out. " jack. " the unzipping of her bustier was slow and careful, " i really, really want you baby."

[brckensociety]

"you love me, huh? not just my cock?" the male teased, knowing full well their feelings for each other went far deeper than sexual attraction. he started to speed up his thrusts but kept them equally paced in a steady rhythm. "you getting close, princess?" diesel breathed as he rested his forehead against hers. "you gonna be quiet or do i have to use my hand on you?" he teased.

he was a one of a kind person, with a one of a kind dick. things she’d never felt before … she felt with him. “ i love you so much. “ she whimpered in between moans. fingertips moved over the skin of his abdomen, feeling the tight muscles underneath. he was perfect. “ oh my god ... “ climax was building quickly by the way he was hitting her g-spot with every thrust.

[finalepic]

✱ starter for @slumpcd.

he grabs her wrist, his grip firm enough to make her stop in her tracks, annoyance flickering across his face. “you have a headache, and you want to go home. that’s exactly what you’re going to say to him, and you’re not stepping foot in that room,” he snaps, his voice clipped and dripping with frustration. he knows damn well what ���a couple of drinks” means in there, knows the path it leads to, but his words come out more like a command than concern. the way he holds her back, the sharpness in his tone—it all feels more about controlling the situation than protecting her. but underneath it all, buried beneath his irritation, is a care he doesn’t know how to express without sounding like a jerk.

[spoileds]

'   ok   you're   mad   at   me   again   ...   '   fem   began   ,   hearing   sage's   footsteps   walking   up   behind   her   .   pair   had   been   enjoying   themselves   all   night   ,   up   until   an   hour   ago   so   georgie   decided   to   have   the   other   meet   her   on   the   balcony   where   they   could   talk   without   being   disturbed   .   '   i'm   sorry   if   you're   pissed   that   i   took   ten   minutes   to   go   call   jackson   but   i   haven't   spoken   to   him   since   yesterday   morning   .   i've   been   here   all   evening   and   all   morning   and   afternoon   ,   i've   been   with   you   preparing   .   i   just   wanted   ten   minutes   with   him   .   '

[grcveyacd]

“ is this going to be your new thing? sneaking into my apartment while i’m out? “ the blonde lifts a brow, setting her bag down on the edge of her bed, dark hues flicking over his form. “ i told you, aden — the spare key is for emergencies only. “ // @slumpcd