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theres no one left to blame but me

husband!arlecchino x wife!reader wlw smut

a long awaited and requested continuation / part 2 of cold nights !

tw : fluff/comfort, soft-ish arle, happy ending :), she apologies, rushed smut near the end, service top-ish arle, arle has a cock, angsty near the start, little bit of crying out of relief?, icl there is so much filler, not proof read, sorry this took ages to post sob

art creds : nuiilar on twt

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the morning after, your eyelids flutter open. the sunlight was peeking through the curtains, onto the white bedsheets. you feel disoriented and completely out of it. you found yourself in a warm, comfortable bed. a contrast to where you remember you rested last night. you found yourself in your shared room.. except, it hadn't really been shared at all lately. as memories of last night start to cloud your mind, you immediately sit up and turn to your right.

to your disappointment, the other side of the bed was empty.. as usual. you feel like a fool for getting your hopes up. the fact she was too prideful enough to show her face to you, made your already existing pit of emptiness dig deeper into you heart. or so thats what you thought.

perhaps it was because you had drained most of your sorrows out last night.

with an exhausted sigh you ran a hand through your hair as your head lowered to idly stare down at the covers. the bedsheets were intoxicated with arlecchino's sickening cologne, even though she hadn't even been here in a while. her cologne made your head spin. you furrow your eyebrows as you sat in the dark room. your eyes glance at the clock on the bedside table. it was 6:17am. arlecchino would of left around an hour ago already..

shame, she didn't even leave a note or anything to apologise.

you don't feel like doing anything today. you just wanted to stay in bed and drown yourself in your worries for the whole day. you feel your lips curl into a frown knowing you will probably have to continue the day alone again. you force yourself off the cozy bed. your legs feel shaky.. you feel light headed as your vision blurs into momentary darkness as you stood up. god, had she really affected you that much? .

you lightly swing the door open and hazily walk into the long hallway. the hallway seemed to stretch on far more than you recalled it to. your eyes glaze over memorable photos of you and arlecchino etched onto the wall. golden frames bordering the beautiful person arlecchino used to be. you pass down the gallery of these, now, lost memories, the connection of these precious memories you used to hold so close to your heart, now feels like a lost, distant dream you yearn for.

you felt nauseous as reality dawns upon you. the truth weighing down into your already crushed heart. the memories flooding into you all at once did no good for you. each photo carried a different, loving memory from when arlecchino was genuinely.. peruere.

your head ached from the overload of contrasting feelings. the passion she once invested in you had vanished along with her love for you, it seemed. the flames she bares that once ignited your vulnerable heart, is forever extinguished. the arlecchino you once knew and loved, had faded into the chambers of her own cold, restricted heart. you couldn’t recognise her anymore.

you lazily dragged yourself down the stairs to avoid any signs of her. as you do, you could smell pancakes being cooked in the kitchen. you assume it's just another house maid. you tiredly walk in with your head lowered, not bothering to look up to see who it was, as you had already, mentally, came up with your final verdict.

you sit in the dining room, just passing kitchen and whoever was in there. you were too clouded to even bother figuring out who it was. you rest your elbow on the table and your chin in your palm. your eyes casted down on the table. suddenly, a small stack of pancakes with no toppings on them whatsoever was slid in front of you. you knew exactly who it was.

arlecchino's gaze rolled over your face as she slid you the plate. her eyes narrowed, they were still as cold as ever. she knew you clearly hadn't had a good night of sleep. your expression was weary and your face puffy. a sharp pang of remorse took ahold of her once more. she couldn't bare to see the sight of you, completely drained of all happiness, because of her. she knew she couldn't drag this on any longer.

she gently place the silverware on the side of the plate. you noticed the gleam of her ring shining under light for a moment. your eyebrows furrow slightly. she wore the ring you brought her. it gave you a slight sense of relief. yet you still don't dare to look at her face. not yet at least.

"good morning, my dear." her voice echoed slightly through the dining room.

you purse your lips at her words. you can't bring yourself to say 'good morning' back. if it were a good morning, then you would probably still be in bed in her arms. your gaze doesn't wander away from the pancakes in front of you. you feel as she pulls away from behind you to take a seat in front of you with her own plate of pancakes. arlecchino subtly glances at you before taking a bite of her warm, plain pancakes. the silence was deafening. it only raised the tension in the air. deciding to break the ice, she spoke again. her expression was neutral.

"i made pancakes.." she mused once more, as if she wasn't stating the obvious. she really didn't know how to initiate a conversation with you. especially after last night.

you could tell in her voice she was trying hard. you felt your heart pick it's self up at the thought of her attempt to make breakfast and start a conversation. you didn't want to keep being mad at her. hell, you weren't even supposed to be mad at her to begin with. you decided to nod after a long pause of silence. picking up your utensils to start eating the plain pancakes.

despite all of that, you still didn't have the courage to look her in the face.

before you knew it, you both had already finished eating. you didn't want to admit it but you missed her cooking. even if it was plain and tasteless. you both hadn't exchanged a word once. arlecchino couldn't take it anymore. she didn't want to see this distraught look on your face any longer. she leans over the table, her hand firmly, yet so gently, lifting your chin up.

"please, look at me. i cannot stand seeing you like this.." your breath hitches quietly at her sudden action. her words have a hint of softness and desperation in them. her gaze is as firm yet as gentle as her touch. your eyes gaze into her crossed pupils. you find yourself lost in her iris. mesmerising you.

"arle.." you utter quietly under your breath.

"let me make it up to you." she almost pleads. her eyebrows are furrowed, taking in all of your beautiful features. she had to admit, it had been a while since she last saw you properly and so close like this. you feel your throat tighten, her words tugging at your heart strings.

you don't know whether to trust her words anymore. especially after she had been hanging around that new fatui recruit recently. her hand falls from your chin yet your head still stays up to look at her. her rough, blackened hands hold your soft ones. firmly giving it a little squeeze.

"i was wrong. let me take you out to dinner tonight. i promise, i will discard any worries you have." her voice wasn't soft, but nor was it cold. you knew she was never good with expressing her emotions. you feel weary of her proposal. the cool ring you had brought for her was against your hand. the gentle look in her eyes make you give into her pleads. you hesitantly replied after a moment of contemplation.

"okay. i.. will let you take me out for dinner." you reply quietly. your gaze lowering in slight embarrassment. now you really couldn't back out of this. she nods as she hums in response. getting out of her seat to carefully pull you out of your seat. embracing your body in her warm arms, pushing your head against her chest. the smell of her cologne was more prominent than ever.

you felt relief course through your body. the scene of her no longer sickened you. your hands cling onto the t-shirt she's wearing, squeezing the fabric as you feel tears starting to be forced out of your eyes again. her hands reassuringly stroke your hair, her fingertips getting lost in each strand.

"i apologise, my dear. i was wrong." she whispers softly yet hesitantly. all tension that was in the air had disappeared. arlecchino doesn't know if she's comforting you correctly. the feeling just felt so foreign to her. in all honesty, it hurt her to see you like this. she wanted to take your pain away from you. she lets you cry it out in her chest. whispering sweet things every so often. constantly alternating between tangling her fingers in your hair and rubbing comforting circles on your back.

she just hoped her actions were able to get her message, that she cares about you, across to you more than her words are.

soon, the evening came around a lot quicker than you had expected. it had been a while since you've had to doll yourself up to look good for arlecchino. you enjoyed having an excuse to dress up every so often. you decided to put on a elegant white dress and heels on for tonight, hoping to take that stupid, nee fatui recruit off her mind.

arlecchino was already outside, waiting for you as she leaned against her expensive, sleek car. she had dressed up in a elegant suit with small chains in between the buttons. she had a crimson red waistcoat and of course her ridiculous heels. in her arms was a beautiful bouquet of roses. she was mentally hoping she was doing everything right, that she wouldn't say or do anything wrong.

not soon after, as you leave your residence, you are greeted by arlecchino. your breath hitches the second you laid eyes on her, she looked so handsome.. the way she was fiddling around with the roses just to make sure they're perfect. the way she leans against the car. every little thing about her was so captivating. at last, you see her look up at you, slowly walking towards you with that confident stride. god you were absolutely ravishing. she leans down slightly and takes your hand. her rough hand firmly brings your contrasting one to her soft lips, placing a gentle kiss on it. she gazes up at you through her eyelashes. you feel heat rush to your cheeks immediately.

"you look stunning my dear. here, roses, for you." she muses against your hand, keeping her voice even. fuck. you looked so pretty, all dolled up just for her. you feel her light breath against your knuckles before she pulls away, standing back up straight. towering over you as she hands you the perfect bouquet of roses you've ever seen. carefully you take them out of her hands, smiling lightly as you inhaled the floral smell.

it was as if time slowed down. a gentle breeze of the evening air brushed across your faces. arlecchino's lips parted as her gaze softened ever so slightly. she feels all signs of doubt leave her body. the tips of her ears were heating up at your gorgeous smile, no matter how much she tried to hold it back. thankfully for her, her ears were covered by her hair. she hadn't seen your beautiful smile for so long. it wasn't until now she had realised how much she had missed it.

"thank you. you look so beautiful too arle.." you smiled softly. you felt as if you could forgive her already. you hugged the roses carefully in your arms. they smelt good. you noticed how the corner of her lips twitched ever so slightly. how her gaze had also softened. you hadn't seen that look in a while. arlecchino, on the other hand, felt warmth she hadn't felt in a while, bubble up within her chest. deep inside, she felt like a giddy teenager falling for you for the first time all over again. she quickly pulls herself together, clearing her throat.

"come on, we wouldn't want to be late, would we?" she states, wrapping a arm around you waist, walking you to her expensive car. she opens the door for you graciously, urging you to get in first.

you mumbled a small "thank you" to which she replies with a nod. you blush softly at the small yet thoughtful action. she was so.. gentlemanly. arlecchino had such a charming personality, it was drawing you in. you hear as she closes the door on you and makes her way to the drivers seat. the seats were luxurious, made of dark red leather.

her beautiful hands made their way to the steering wheel. the engine roared as it pulled out of the driveway. her attention constantly, yet subtly divided between the road and you. she couldn't help but steal glances towards you from time to time. you looked utterly gorgeous tonight. her predatory gaze would always wander to your beautiful legs, perfectly exposed when you're wearing a dress. before immediately sticking to the road. no. she couldn't be thinking of such things. she had to properly make it up to you first.

the car ride in general was quiet. it was a comforting yet pleasant silence. you didn't mind it. you looked out the window, watching the city go past you. the shadows of tall skyscrapers and light, emitting from lit up buildings, towering over the city, flicker onto the car. giving it a beautifully shadowed hue.

it wasn't soon before arlecchino drove into a car park of an expensive looking restaurant. it was one you knew people waited over months just to get an reservation. the car comes to an stop. arlecchino gives you a soft glance before she got out of the car. walking over to open the door for you. her hand extended out to you with a gentle yet firm gaze. you smile softly as you take her hand. getting out the car. she keeps her hand in yours, leading you into the luxurious restaurant.

as arlecchino led you into the restaurant, she noticed the going quieter than it was before. everyone there looking at the two of you. numerous whispers and glances were spilling around the groups of people. you could tell that they were looking at you, of course. you looked beautiful in your dress, you were like eye candy. most people also recognised arlecchino, the knave. wondering why she was here with such a pretty girl.

arlecchino didn't bother to act polite in front of other people. she gave the patrons a cold, vicious glare as they looked in your direction. she didn't like it. she didn't like how everyone's eyes were all on you. you were hers and she was yours. arlecchino could almost feel the anxiousness imploding your mind currently. her arm wrapping around your waist firmly once more. pulling you in closer to her, as if telling everyone who you belonged to.

"just ignore them. they don't matter." she mumbles lowly into your ear, as if trying to reassure you. you let a quiet breath, you didn't know you were holding, out at her words. you stop tensing up and relax as you feel her hands squeeze your waist subtly.

as the gazes of the other patrons disperse, arlecchino makes her high status known, just by an glance from the waiters. the restaurant's staff instantly catered to her high status, treating her with upmost respect and almost fear. you two are instantly escorted to the table. it was next to a breathtaking view of the sunset. as the sun's rays fell upon your skin, it accentuated your beauty, making your face glow. arlecchino could not pull her eyes off of you. she was absolutely captivated by you. you were absolutely gorgeous..

as the two of you settle into your seats, menu's are handed out as the waiter leaves you for some time alone. arlecchino glazes over the menu. carefully reading over everything. in her mind, she hopes this dinner will be able to clear most things up. her eyes glanced up at you, who was also reading the menu. she was determined to make this dinner meaningful and memorable for you. she wanted to make up to you. no, she had to.

"order anything you fancy, my dear." arlecchino said before taking a glance back at the menu.

"alright.. thank you, arle." your lips curl in a light smile. eventually the two of you ordered drinks and food. arlecchino ordering a steak tartare and you just a steak yourself. the two of you ordered red wine. arlecchino made sure to watch your alcohol intake. arlecchino could always handle her alcohol really well, but you, on the other hand, was quite a light drinker. she didn't want you to get wasted.

she lifts her glass of wine. "cheers?" she pushes her glass towards you.

"cheers!" you laugh out softly at her slight awkwardness. your glasses made a small clink. you see the small, reassured smile on her face as you both take a sip. you feel the expensive liquid burn your throat. arlecchino watched as you downed your wine with a smile. she could tell that the alcohol was already starting to ease you up. that's good. it only meant you're enjoying yourself and she has fewer chances to mess things up.

"wow.. it's really good." you muse, your gaze relaxed. there seemed to not be as much tension as before. when she noticed your gaze relaxed, she took it as a sign that things were turning out alright. arlecchino was relieved.

"of course, only the best for you, my love." she murmurs back. her voice has a softer edge to it now. her hand reaching over to yours. placing it on top of your hand lovingly. you feel your gaze soften more in awe at her affection. it had been a while since she had treated you so well like this.

she lowers her gaze momentarily. her lips parting before closing back up again. god she didn't know how to start. she had to stop avoiding her thoughts and apologise already.

"i.. apologise again, for my actions lately." she stammers out suddenly. she looks at you right in the eyes as she says this. you know she was being sincere.

"i shouldn't of forgotten such an important date like our anniversary and neglected you for such a long period of time." she pauses momentarily. her eyebrows furrowing as she pulls her thoughts together. trying to get the sting of words bundled up in her throat right out. the sight of your crying again broke her heart. she never wanted to see you cry, because of her ever again. her hand squeezes yours subtly.

"moreover, that fatui recruit.. she means nothing to me. i mean it. you deserve nothing but pure happiness. and i promise, i will do everything, and anything for you because i love you. more than i can ever explain." her words are firm and gentle. you feel your heart warm up at her words. you knew she never liked to speak up, she was prideful and was never good with her words. you couldn't be angry at her any longer.

"arle.. just.. promise you won't do it again." you reply softly. your eyebrows furrowed still, in slight uneasiness until she confirms it herself. her words were most definitely touching your heart. her words were so genuine.

she brings your hand up to her face. your hand cupping the side of her cheek lightly. "i swear on the tsarita's name, my love." she replies with an gentle tone. her eyes were glazing into yours. arlecchino knew that she was practically begging for forgiveness right now, and she hated it. buy she wants your forgiveness, she needs your forgiveness. seeing you so upset, hurts her more than anything.

your breath hitches at her sudden gesture. her face was so warm, her skin milky soft. god she was breathtaking right now.

"i.. forgive you, arle." you breathe out. you feel all tension leave your body. you can feel your own heart beating again. thumping hard against your chest. you feel like you've fallen in love with her for the first time all over again.

"thank you, my love. i don't deserve you." she whispers softly against your palm. her body visibly relaxes. she feels her heart flutter in her chest. her ears heating up again. she hadn't fucked everything over in the end. she was so afraid of losing you after that night. she can never let things get that bad ever again.

unfortunately for the both of you, your intimate moment was cut short when a waiter arrived with your meal, much to arlecchino's annoyance. shame.. arlecchino wanted to bask in your forgiveness and sweet words just a little longer. you pulled your hand away, feeling embarrassed that the waiter had seen how close you were with her. you hoped you hadn't made arlecchino seem soft. not that she actually minded it.

your eyes widened in awe at the food placed onto the wooden table. it looked absolutely delicious. it smelt amazing. it was of high quality and was luxurious. the harbinger couldn't help but feel a slight irritation that your tender and heartfelt moment was ruined. she would much rather be lost in your eyes and touch right now. but she couldn't stay mad, especially when she saw the adorable look on your face.

once you thanked the waiter with a sweet smile and arlecchino with a stoic nod, they left. as we picked up the utensils, arlecchino glanced at me once more.

"i hope the meal is up to your standards, my dear."

and oh god it was. the rich flavours of the steak was literally melting on your tongue. taking sips of alcohol in between. the two of you had a nice conversation. you hadn't had that in a while. it felt like you were catching up on her life despite living together.t wasn't soon before you were finished with your meal. arlecchino would just nod, setting the napkin down saying something along the lines of "not bad. would be better without these.. complex seasonings."

it wasn't long before found yourself inebriated with alcohol despite how much arlecchino limited your alcohol intake. your cheeks were slightly flushed red. your eyes half lidded with that small pouty look on your face. your words would slur and you would sway side to side in your seat. trying, what seemed to be your best, to sit up straight in your seat. you would babble on about random topics.

arlecchino watched you quickly fall under the influence. sighing out with a small smile. completely adoring your drunken self. what an 'handful' for arlecchino to deal with..

arlecchino practically dragged you out your seat and into her arms. helping your drunken self stumble out the restaurant. her hand was on your waist firmly as she helped you into the car. everything was a blur. your mind was clouded and you felt all floaty. by the time you both reached the front door, you were already heavily leaning on her, having trouble walking straight alone. arlecchino helped you to the bed. your felt your body lightly laid you down onto the soft covers of the bed.

you were mumbling and giggling, completely drunk. she found you absolutely endearing in this state. she smiled faintly as she pushed some strands of hair out your face. god you looked heavenly right now. your silky hair was sprawled out on the bed. your lips were slightly parted with your head tilted to the side a little. your half lidded eyes gazing drunkly into her sober ones. the red streak of blush across your face only accentuated your drunkness.

"come on, let's get you to bed-" she mumbles before getting cut off by you tugging her down by her collar. your faces so close together. arlecchino's breath hitches at your sudden action and the sudden closeness.

"arle.. wan' you.. to apologise in.. another way.." you slur out quietly. your eyebrows furrowing. you are completely out of it. you sloppily lift your hips to lightly and not to subtly grind on hers.

oh.. she gets the hint. she feels her ears and cheeks heat up some more now. she feels her dick harden in her pants. she feels so.. tight and restricted. the air was so hot in here. one of her hands find their way to the side of your hips and lightly push them down. trying to be reasonable with your drunken self.

"dear, your drunk, you need to sleep-" arlecchino is cut off once more when you pull her head down to smash her lips on yours. arlecchino groans against your hips. she knows you want this and now she does too. her tongue enters your mouth as you let out a small muffled moan, your eyes fluttering closed. her lips were so soft. her lips made you feel more dizzier than you already were. her hands run down your back, feeling the smooth fabric of your dress underneath her fingertips. she reaches up to the zipper and pulls it down with sudden urgency.

she pulls her lips away, leaving you both breathless. she doesn't waste another second, tugging the dress off of you. her eyes roam all over your body hungrily. your eyelashes flutter open. in your hazy vision you see arlecchino drinking in the sight of you in your lace undergarments. her self-control snapping at the sight of that lace on your body

"all this for me? such a eager girl.." she smirks. you feel heat rush up to your core. you subtly rub your thighs with a whine. needing her so badly right now.

"tell me what you want sweet girl.. i'm all yours tonight.." she mumbles lowly into your ear.

"need you.. now.. pleaseeee.." you huff out. she could feel the heat pooling between her legs as you huff out those words. you looked so beautiful and sensual begging for her, it was driving her crazy. she knows she should be nice to you today, so she gives you want you want. she dips down to your neck, hungrily biting down and sucking sweetly on your neck. eliciting light moans from your throat. she leaves a trail of light red marks down your neck. losing the last bit of restraint she had.

her fingers carefully unclasp your bra. her hands moving swiftly to slide the lace off of you in anticipation. your tittys were hard, just for her. you shiver slightly at the coldness. arlecchino sucks in a breath at the sight of your. undressing herself quickly and leaving herself in her boxers. you could see the massive buldge ready to get out of the confides of her boxers. her abs were more prominent in the dark lighting. god she was so hot.

"so beautiful.." arlecchino's tone of voice is throaty and quiet. she leans in and wraps her lips around your nipple. you let out a quiet breath, moaning sweetly. your body was so sensitive from alcohol. arlecchino's actions barely registering in your mushy mind.

her other hand pinches and rolls and pulls on your other nipple in between her fingers. making the pleasure so much higher. she sucks on your nipple sweetly, relishing your moans before pulling away. her hand slowly slides down your body, her touch tracing a trail of fire on your skin. she can feel your body shiver slightly under her touch, becoming more desperate every second.

her hand dips down to your clothed cunt. you were absolutely soaked for her. she rubs her thumb on where your clit is. making your hips spasm and lean into her. your eyes fluttering closed as she forces a hoarse moan from you.

"stop.. eat me.. out already.." you whine out desperately. she smirks, complying with your needs and pulls your spoiled underwear aside. her hands hold your thighs and open them. keeping them open firmly as her long, wet muscle gives a long lick to your wet hole so.. slowly. making you shiver against her. your thighs wanting to close around her head.

"stop.. teasing.." you whine out drunkly. your hand finds their way to her head as you push her head into your cunt. you feel her lips curl up as her tongue enter your warm walls. she feels your walls spasms around her tongue. making her groan into your cunt. an vibrating hit your pussy as you throw you head back in pleasure.

"f-faster arle.." you huff out, your word slurring, in pleasure. your grip on her hair is weak in your sensitive drunk state. her nose nudges against your clit so perfectly.

she picks up the pace, devouring your pussy with her mouth. her tongue pumping in and out of your tight hole. making loud slurping noises and you push her head unto your pussy more.

"n..ngh.. more..!" you pant out, your breath shaky, rolling your hips into her mouth more. arlecchino obeys, shoving her face deeper into you. her nose buried into your folds as she sucks and eats your cunt. her hands move from your thighs to your folds and lightly pull them apart. giving her better access to your dripping hole. your thighs squeeze against her head in desperation. arlecchino groans at the feeling, against your wet cunt as she grinds her cock into the bed. fuck she so was desperate but your needs came first.

you pornagraphic moans only fuel her drive more. the way you tugged on her hair closer to you, only turned up the intensity of your pleasure more. you feel like your on cloud nine right now, feeling that coil in your stomach form. "close..!" you'd pant out, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"go on then, pretty girl.." arlecchino's lip curl up into a smile against your pussy. you let out a high pitched moan, smashing her face into your cunt and your thighs squeeze her head as your orgasm washes over you. arlecchino felt your pussy clenching around her tongue and trembling against her mouth, your cum gushing out in streams. she groans at the cum all over her face, lapping it right up before pulling away with a string of saliva on her tongue. her chin absolutely dripping in your release.

she has a light smirk on her face, clearly pleased with your orgasm, as she wipes your release on her arm. you feel all light headed after you came, the alcohol influencing you for more. arlecchino pulled her boxers down, her massive cock springing out and slapping against her stomach. fuck, she was absolutely leaking with pre-cum. you looked at her cock in awe. arlecchino kisses you sweetly, you could taste yourself on her tongue. her erection was hard, poking right into your thigh.

she pulls away, gently pushing a strand of hair in your face out the way. gazing into your half lidded eyes.

"i'll go slow.. tell me how you'd like it, okay?" she mumbles softly. you nod, letting out a small hum of agreement.

"theres my girl.." she trails off, holding her cock in her hand as she rubs it all over your wet slit. smearing your wet juices all over her, coating her cock in your cum. your pussy twitches at her rubbing her cock all over you. she peppers sweet kisses on your forehead as she starts to push her hard cock into your tight little hole slowly. her thick cock spreads your walls apart, sinking deeper into your soaked cunt. she groans, "come on.. relax.." feeling your walls flutter around her at the intrusion, clenching down on her.

you let out little mewls. she was just so.. big. you felt stuffed to the brim. your eyes flutter shut as her thumb comes in contact with your clit. rubbing your little bundle of nerves to loosen your cunt up. your walls spasm against her length as she rubs on your clit. immediately loosening yourself up as she pushes the rest in, lightly in one fluid motion. you felt your vision turn white for a second as your hips snapped together. arlecchino lets out a deep growl at how your gummy walls pulse around her. you felt her cock spear your pussy, pressing right up to your cervix. you were so stretched out by her.

you find yourself trying to catch your breath as arlecchino whispers sweet things to you. telling you how good you are for her and how well your doing. she allows you to adjust to her massive size for as long as long as you need to. after a short while, you give her a small nod as you start to get used to her girth.

"i'm going to move now, alright?" she mumbles lowly yet sweetly, her hands holding your hips firmly as she pulls back. her hips part from yours before she slowly rocks her hips. thrusting in and out of your warm walls. you let out a shaky breath at her size and how she hit the right spots so effortlessly. she growls, it took everything to hold back her urge to just throw your legs over her shoulder and pound you to oblivion. god she was so compliant, taking you slowly, just as she promised, just like the good husband she wants to be.

her pace picks up to a bearable one. her fat cock brushes your cervix so easily, the sounds of her grunts and the sound of skin slapping sounded so good. your eyebrows furrow in pleasure when she hits your good spot, she notices this, continuously pumping her cock into it. arlecchino starts to lose her restraint, her hands on your hips tighten as her pace picks up some more. her breath starts getting ragged. the room smelled like sex, your drunken self already had your brains fucked out. she starts thrusting with more fervour, the intense slapping of skin was heard. your walls spasm around her fat cock at the filthy sounds.

you get breathless, arlecchino elicit high pitcher moans from your throat. her relentless pace too much for your drunken self to handle. after some struggle, your arms find their way to her back. your hands grip onto her back, your nails scratching into her back leaving red scratches into her toner back. she grunts at the stinging sensation, turning her on.

"slow.. ngh.. down arle..!" you whine out. your vision starts to cloud in darkness momentarily. she looks up at your pleasured face through her eyelashes and her rough, ruthless pace was now at an slower, loving pace. her grip on your hips loosen. arlecchino knows your close from how your walls are so beautifully squeezing her.

"come on, come with me pretty girl.." she groans out in pleasure. as you feel your orgasm wash over, arlecchino pushes herself to the hilt, cumming deep inside of you. you hold her tight, letting out a erotic moan. you was sure enough it was loud enough for the rest of the house maid's finishing up to hear. arlecchino watched as your stomach, full of your mixed cum, bloats. she pumps a few more strokes into you with intentions of fucking her cum straight into your womb.

"so good for me.." she mumbles, kissing your lips gently. you let out small muffled mewls, before she pulls out, pulling away as your your cum is oozing out your pussy. god, what a pretty sight it was. you feel dazed, panting and catching your breath, as you stare up into the ceiling on the brink of passing out from pleasure and the alcohol.

arlecchino helps clean yourselves up, changing the sheets before pulling you into her warm embrace. your head was buried in her neck, your bare bodies pressed against each other. it felt nice, you hadn't felt like this in a while. you found yourself not thinking about anything else, too drunk and blissed out to do so. only barely listening to her praises and the feeling of her peppering kissed on your face and drawing circles on your back. it was easier to fall asleep with her by your side.

"did so well for me hm?" she mumbles lowly with a light smile. arlecchino missed this warmth and the intimacy you two used shared frequently. she watches as you fall asleep in her arms cozily. watching your face in the pure bliss of sleep. usually, on any other day, you would find yourself awake the next morning, alone on a cold bed. but not tonight, or any other night from today forwards, for she will be by your side, embracing your body. the next morning, you will find her hugging you, waking up with you, like a loving husband she wants to be. she promises to treat you so well, with everything she has.

you were to use her, command her and cast her aside. use her as your blade. for she, will always be yours.

these nights, were no longer classed as cold nights.

not anymore.

[power-chords]

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[yiga-hellhole]

TFTK Extended Cut: CHAPTER 2

another bonus chapter to fill in the time between now and chapter 12!! this time featuring midna and fi, bonding over shared worries and shared joys. they are besties :3 this one is casual but still a lot of fun i think. around 5k words under the cut! enjoy!

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Midna awoke to the sound of late afternoon bustle outside her tent. Immediately she was greeted with the stubborn burning of the aftermath from almost two weeks before. The scarring on her neck tugged with each breath — now without their stifling bandages, but insistent on bothering her nonetheless. For a moment, she allowed herself to sigh deeply, feeling the tepid air rush into her lungs as she closed her eyes, and lazily fluttering her eyelids back open as it left her. The ceiling of her tent was pitch black, shrouding the inside of her dwelling in the same shade, save for some endearing salt lamps gifted to her by the Gerudo refugees. Mere days ago, they arrived at the Eldin border in droves, having trekked from their desert home and across Hyrule Field to plead for safety with the Princess. Zelda, eager to receive any help, and offer any shelter that could be exchanged in these trying times, welcomed them with open arms. As she had done for every people that came knocking on the castle walls.

The thought of those women scattered through their camp, and how she’d fought for their safety, suddenly snapped her into panicked realization. She quickly looked to her side, before the icy chill of fear could sweat down her back, to find her Fused Shadow placed by her bedside. That loyal helmet proudly displayed itself there, its stone-hewn eye watching over her as she slept. She exhaled, the tension building up leaving her with that very same breath. Just looking upon it made her trace her fingers gently over the bubbly flesh of the scar that now spanned from her upper lip to her cheekbone. If it hadn’t been for her helmet deflecting most of Ghirahim’s knives, that encounter would certainly have cost her a lot more than bits of skin. The camp was safe, for now, but such a priceless artifact could tempt even the purest of souls into getting sticky-fingered. 

Just as she was starting to drift off again, the sound of a chime twinkled through the air outside her tent. One of her guards, who was hushing in idle conversation with her colleague just earlier, announced a visitor. Midna welcomed them in.

A presence, or rather, a lack thereof, gently parted the curtain of her tent. Purple, wing-like flowing drapery peeked past the dark blue fabric. Soundlessly floating inside, the curtain fell back into place again, blocking out the flash of outside light that overpowered the gentle glow of the tapestries for just a moment. Herself now shining a luminescent blue, Fi, Spirit of the Master Sword, had entered.

Midna gave a crooked smile with only the right half of her face. It must have looked a bit strange, but with the scabbed-over gashes pulling at the skin on her face, she took up the habit. “On sick call again, huh?”

A soft sound of chimes emanated from her as she hovered closer to the bed, looking down at her with her big, glazed-over eyes. “Greetings, Princess Midna,” she said. “Your scarring looks favorable. I foresee a 79% chance of your recovery.”

The Twilight Princess snickered a bit solemnly in response and cocked a brow at her. “That’s funny. Yesterday you said 81%.”

Fi did not respond. Her pale expression did not change, but her head tipped slightly downward, avoiding her gaze. It seemed that even the cold and calculating weapon of the Goddess was familiar with the delicate art of lip service. Midna knew very well that she did not look all too good. Her cursed form aside, Ghirahim and Zant had done quite a number on her in their last battle. Demon Blade Ghirahim, with his devious tricks, tainted her face with a barrage of daggers. To make matters worse, that worm of a Usurper managed to leave her with broken ribs and a nasty concussion. Much to her wounded pride, Princess Zelda forbade her to even set foot outside her tent, with her grocery list of injuries. 

The loophole of “I don’t walk, I float,” didn’t do her any favors, either.

So here she lied, every day, condemned to bed rest. Her sole fortune was the frequent visits she got from her fellow lieutenants. She knew none of these people — not truly — except for the young girl they had enlisted as a mage and scout. Little Agitha, one Princess to another, dropped by every other evening for tea, to prattle off about some little insect she’d found in the fields to her ‘Miss Kitty’. Something about it made her nostalgic for a time she shouldn’t be too keen to look back on.

One unexpected comrade she found, was Fi. Technically, the two had traveled together once before, they simply weren’t aware of the fact at the time. To see the mighty Master Sword now hovering by her bedside, her statue-like face in the approximation of a pout, was as jarring as it was endearing.

“You’re just trying to make me feel better, I get it,” Midna sighed, her expression softening. She reached out with her tiny, clawed hand, waving it at Fi’s wing. “Hey. Why don’t you come sit with me? Let’s talk.”

Fi glanced down at her hand, tracking its motions until it slumped onto the mattress. For a moment, Midna thought her request had fallen on deaf ears until the sword spirit twirled in place, and weightlessly sat down on the mattress, like a feather touching down on water. 

“What do you wish to discuss, Your Grace?” Fi inquired, tipping her head to look down at her.

Midna snickered, batting playfully at the cloak that now draped on her mattress within reach. “First things first, drop the formalities. When it’s you and me, I’m just Midna.”

A pause. Fi turned her head to look out in front of her, as if processing something, and then turned back to her. “As you wish. Midna, what shall we talk about?”

So she had to compute that real quick, first? How amusing the sight was, to see a data input happening in real-time, with a real-life automaton. Though the Twilight Realm was filled with pseudo-conscious machines, none were as sophisticated as Fi. Curious, given her thousands of years lagging behind her own time. Or maybe she was not truly a machine at all..? Thinking about it, Midna realized she knew very little about the workings of the sword spirit sitting by her. 

“… Tell me how you met your Link and Zelda,” she asked, looking up at her with a smile. “We have that much in common, right?”

Fi met her smile with her own, though hers was gentle. Timid, almost, uncertain like butterflies deciding upon a flower to perch on. “The art of storytelling in a way that is pleasing to you was not bestowed upon me my design, but I will relay our tale to you to the best of my ability.”

Fi recounted her stories in greatest scrutiny, speaking on and on about scorching arachnids beneath the volcanoes, endless spans of sand wastes, and ships lost at sea. Glassy eyes turned to the black fabric of her tent, she prattled on for what must have been an hour. Still, Midna found herself not minding in the slightest, and simply curled up against her pillow. As contented as she could be, at least, straining against the pressure of her injuries. With the scenes she described almost projecting from her eyes and onto the cloth before her, the peculiar way Fi viewed the world was evident in how she spoke of it. Incredibly specific attributes were carefully logged in her mind, treating every little environmental detail with the same weight as she would the many riveting battles.

“The entrance gate to the next room was forged of steel with curious properties, resisting temperatures of at least 1.100° Celsius…”

As she spoke, the Hyrule of Old seemed as familiar as it seemed strange. Midna knew of the Eldin Volcano, of Faron Woods, but not of the ancient structures she described. 

“A humanoid cephalopod, defying any known taxonomies through its leg-count of approximately thirty-six…”

Fi spoke as though reciting a captain’s logbook, or the research notes of a long-lost scholar. Youthful as she may have seemed, with a face no older than that of a girl in the springtide of her life, her way of speaking betrayed wisdom as old as time itself. Whereas others spun their yarns into warm, if not slightly sloppy scarves, losing stitches and weaving in colors for the flair of it all, Fi constructed a veritable tapestry. 

“… decorated with a central votive statue of a human, deconstructed into a head, torso, and four arms. Its frescoes consisted of patterns depicting the Nymphaea genus, which grew throughout the central pool…”

Such methodical recollections continued on and on, but her tone changed entirely when speaking of the people she’d met along the way. Fi understood material properties, and the angular features of architecture, but in her centuries of isolation, she didn’t come to understand the complexities of mortal lives. But instead of surface-level analyses, when she told Midna about those candid little anecdotes, she described their words and expressions with careful fondness. As if uncertain of what to do with it, or waiting for permission, she cradled and cherished that feeling of friendship as if her very speaking of them could turn those memories to dust. 

As she got to her tale’s end, she turned to Midna again, as if physically shutting out one part of her mind, and turning to the next. It was subtle, but her expression changed, then, a warmth cast over her sapphire complexion. 

“… And as we stood before the Gate of Time, I realized that our mission had come to an end. I said my goodbyes then, to our Link, our Zelda, and parted from them as their Servant. I am certain, however, that I have stayed with them as their friend, even if only in memory.”

Almost exhausted by this extensive tale, Midna cocked her head, meeting that innocent face with a smile. Fi looked back at her, a touch puzzled, as if thinking she’d missed out on some sort of joke. Assuringly, Midna reached out to pat her on the tip of her cloth wing, but retracted soon after the bruising nagged in her ribs. 

Such a veritable tale, with all its twists and bends, yet its fateful, epic ending. A journey crossing continents and threads of time to meet one noble goal, and sealed with the dawn of Hyrule itself. With all the chaos and gloom she herself had endured, something troubling bubbled up in her.

“Honestly,” Midna sighed, resting her head on her hand. “The way you describe your journey makes it sound all clean and plotted out. Completely destined to happen the way it did, yeah? It makes my own journey seem so messy in hindsight. Even stumbling into Link was more of a chance encounter, if anything!”

Fi looked at her once again a little confused, but soon her posture straightened. “Our own quest was not without its perils. You may be mistaken. Simply because it did not appear like it at the time, does not mean the Goddesses did not smile upon you in your efforts to save Hyrule.”

Midna nodded a bit absentmindedly at her words. She wondered if indeed, those residing in the Sacred Realm had any hand in delivering her resolution to her. Would They be so bold, after Their descendants cast her very people into their own prison? Somewhere, she wanted to be convinced that the peace and tranquility the Twili had built there was their own making, even if she herself carried no grudge toward the Golden Goddesses. Fi’s words, forged by Hylia Herself, knitted themselves into unease in the back of her mind.

Right as she was getting lost in thought, the Sword Spirit continued to speak. “… And, even if it was not destiny… The Hero always needs a friend, and I believe you to be a fine choice for a companion, indeed. He was fortunate to have met you.”

Midna found herself tongue-tied for a moment. Even as she spoke, Fi did not part her confronting, azure gaze from her, and she grasped onto it with her own wide-eyed stare. Her words bloomed into a warmth in her stomach, spreading to behind her collarbones, tickling up to her cheeks that split into a wide, toothy grin. A laugh escaped her. 

“Right you are! That idiot would have been toast if it weren’t for me,” she cackled, humming and examining her nails with a smug glee.

Something inexplicable crossed Fi’s expression. Something made the polished surface of her eyes turbulent like the ocean itself, but the emotion lurking between those deep blue mirrors remained but a vague shadow. At least, until she spoke. “I am conflicted. Has Link’s carelessness truly not faded between Cycles?”

Midna scoffed. Faded! What a joke. To decide which of their Links was the most whimsical would have to be decided by coin-flip, and with their luck, the thing would land on its side. “As hare-brained as ever, I’m afraid,” she responded, picking at her teeth with her pinkie nail. Despite her lack of lungs, Fi sighed exasperatedly.

By all means, their merry exchange of pleasantries should have confused the guards outside her tent by now. Fi, by no means, had a reputation of being particularly social, though even Midna had to admit this was for a good reason. It was excessively difficult to smalltalk with her. The sword’s short, matter-of-fact responses essentially fashioned every topic with a ball and chain around the ankle and pushed it off the pier. Still, Midna enjoyed a challenge, and after having dwelled in the realm of queendom for the past years, getting to just chat with someone was a refreshing change of pace. She needed to think about something that wasn’t the crushing burden of war for just a little. By now, Fi had scooted to sit next to her, back to the pillow and one leg swung on the mattress. Her reclining pose was stiff, like a mannequin’s, but this was perhaps her first time ever in a resting position that didn’t involve being embedded in a pedestal. Head rested on the sword spirit’s shoulder, she decided to cut the poor girl some slack, and refrain from commenting.

A yawn escaped her. She was getting drowsy. The dark shrouding her tent reminded her of home; perhaps a little too much so. Such tranquility made (most of) her people mellow, but she wasn’t quite feeling up to heading back to sleep yet. 

She nudged Fi’s waist with the back of her hand.“Actually, can you part the curtain a bit? I want to see what’s going on out there.”

Not turning to look at her, Fi kept her gaze fixed on the opposite wall as she spoke. “Midna, that would be unwise. The sun’s light will impede your recovery.”

“Oh, it’ll be fine. So long as I’m out of direct light I’m good to go,” Midna drawled with a wave of the hand. “Besides, it’s almost evening, isn’t it? They don’t call me the Twilight Princess for nothing.”

Fi nodded, raising herself from her seat through sheer defiance of gravity, and bobbed through the air to open the curtain. A pillar of light split the darkness inside the tent into perfect halves, casting colors on the opposite wall, but left the Twilight Princess untouched. The world was already a drowned, pale crimson, dusk settling comfortably as the sun placed itself upon the horizon like a golden helmet. Fi lingered a moment there, peering outside, before curtsying politely at some unseen group outside the tent.

As the sword spirit returned to sit at her bedside, Midna could now see who was lingering out in the camp. Princess Zelda was accompanied by her most fateful knight, Link, discussing pleasantries with King Darunia, who braced a massive hand on her shoulder in sympathy. No matter the incarnation, it seemed the Princess was doomed to be burdened with trials of calamity. Midna almost seemed ashamed to be laying there so casually, within view of the group, but they soon turned to face her. Shame turned to a chilled comfort as Zelda smiled at her, nodding warmly with her hand crossed over her chest. Link and Darunia, unburdened by such formalities, simply grinned and waved cheerfully. Midna found herself mimicking that very same lightheartedness, rather than the royal, dainty wave her advisors back home tried so hard to imprint on her. Even now, that blond goofball sparked silliness within her, no matter how grave their outlook.

Her hand lowered as they turned back to their conversation. She sighed, her hearty smile turning to bittersweet somberness. “… Hey, Fi. When you look at them, what goes through your head?” Midna asked, speaking without taking her eyes off the group outside. “You’ve been through a lot with them, too, back in your world. Don’t you feel weird around them? It’s them, but… It’s not.”

Fi’s peering at their old, yet new friends, did not linger. Instead, she turned straight to look at her. “What I think of them is not relevant. It is my duty to aid them,” she said. Something about the cold tone in her voice made Midna’s eyelid twitch. After spending all that time telling her about her adventures, did truly nothing strike her, ripped into this strange future world as they were? To be confronted with those same voices, those same smiles, yet to see not a blink of recognition in return?

“It is relevant!” Midna snapped, but quickly faltered. Stonefaced as ever, Fi did not even flinch at the raising of her voice, yet something in the way she stared back at her made guilt drop into her gut like a lead ball. “… I’m sorry. I just want to hear what you have to say. There’s nobody else who can hear me out.”

For a while, Fi was silent and averted her gaze. Figures, Midna thought. Recollecting details from her journey in her own verbose and analytical way suited the Sword Spirit fine, but to ask her opinion on a social matter… From what she’d told her, her Link was her only conversational partner in thousands of years. Maybe it wasn’t right to assume she was comfortable talking about those kinds of things yet. A little remorseful, and about to retract her offer, Midna looked up at her, only to realize just what it was Fi was peering at so intensely.

She had her eyes right on the Fused Shadow.

With her lips curved into a gentle smile, Fi looked to the helmet for just another moment, before turning to Midna again, seemingly having decided exactly what to say. “They are incarnations. Not exactly the people we knew, but not entirely different, either.” 

Fabric brushed over her fingers. Fi had laid her ‘hand’ on hers. 

“They may not be the same, but they retain some memories. Enough to know that they can trust us, Midna.”

She looked at her lap again, her blank expression cracking just a touch. Whatever thoughts and observations she had in mind, she was weighing them off with great care. “When I last saw the Princess, I… Cannot say I am sure, but all her vital signs pointed to a deep worry. She cares for you, Midna. She is not your Zelda, and he is not your Link, but they will fight with you. In this War Across the Ages, nothing is more important.”

Finally, Fi sat up straight, and her wing retracted from her hand. “That is all I have to say.”

At a loss for words once again, Midna stared at her companion, mouth slightly agape. It wasn’t simply the information she’s dropped on her — the incarnations, the retained memories — it was the implication. She didn’t realize how she needed to hear from someone else that something was wrong, that it wasn’t the same, and that there was a disconnect. She didn’t realize how she wanted the comfort of being trusted by those descendants of her dear friends, and how they thought of her fondly despite being near perfect strangers. Above all, she didn’t realize how much she wanted to hear it from Fi, of all people. If even a tool, forged specifically for the mission she undertook, could feel conflicted, yet finally, comforted, by all this, then…

“… Fi?”

Fi’s eyes widened somewhat, having not even flinched for all the time Midna spent staring at her. “Yes?”

Midna sat up slightly, wincing at the slight ache it brought to her ribs, and settled somewhat gravely. “When you get back to your own time, can you do me a favor?”

“That depends on my ability to fulfill your request,” Fi replied, as bluntly as she expected she would.

“Before you return to your slumber inside the Master Sword, or whatever,” she began, fingers curling together in her lap as she sought the right words. “Can you just… Go see your Link and Zelda? Just to see what they’re up to now, and to say goodbye again,” Midna offered, smiling somewhat bittersweetly.

Once again, the intricacies of sentimentality were lost on Fi. Her blank expression was once again truly empty, a state she reverted to whenever her comprehension of mortal matters failed her. “… I apologize. I fail to comprehend your request. I have said my farewells to the Chosen Hero and Incarnated Goddess already, before my reawakening. Furthermore, I do not see how this benefits you. You would not be there to see it.”

“The favor isn’t to benefit me, it’s for you. After all this, you’re going to want to go see them. Trust me.”

Fi cocked her head curiously. That empty expression brought Midna to frustration – or rather, desperation. The weight of being tossed through time and confronted with her friends under threat of the very same force tore at her foundations, and her many walls crumbled. Hiding herself from those incarnations outside behind Fi’s veils, she felt choked by her yearning for her old friends. If she could not, then maybe…

“… Fi, you can go do something that I have no hope of doing ever again. When I crossed into the Realm of Light, the worlds we loved withered before our very eyes. Zelda, Link, and I, we all gave our lives for one another to save it,” Midna started, her hand insistently clutching the fabric of Fi’s wing, as if she could squeeze the understanding into her through her fingers alone. Her voice faltered. “Now, I can never see either of them ever again, and if I were to try to, I’d just risk another maniac like Zant trying to cross over to hurt them and their land. So I beg of you. Please fulfill my wish in my stead. You’ll be glad you did it.”

Fi stared at her wordlessly, empty eyes not parting from hers, until they were no longer empty at all. Instead, that glossy blue suddenly seemed all-encompassing. Midna could only break away from the contact when a light, fluttering feeling cast down upon her hands, and she glanced down to see Fi had placed her other wing to cover hers. A shadow loomed over her, and she looked up at the sword spirit again, who had leaned in with a nod. For the first time, she almost looked somber as she spoke. 

“I understand.”

The room grew quiet. For the past hour, the air was stirred by the constant flow of words, making it feel all the more stagnant when silence did fall. Curiously, Fi also seemed bothered by the tension left by the heavy words they’d just exchanged, and rose from her seat. Fearing she would leave, Midna stammered for a moment, about to extend her hand to halt her, until she noticed Fi simply floated across the tent, idly observing the various knick-knacks she’d displayed around the place. Did boredom make her a touch nervous? 

Midna took the opportunity to reel her back in and relieve her from her shared antsiness. “… So what were you planning to do when you get back otherwise? Just head straight back to sleep?”

Attention captured immediately, Fi hummed thoughtfully, staring down at the floor. She appeared almost giddy, like an adventurous child plotting to sneak away to do something they hadn’t the permission to do. The sight of it almost made Midna want to bully her a bit. “When I turned to my slumber without end, the plans to settle the Hylians back on the surface were not yet underway. If I return, the progress on this development would be fruitful for my logbook, indeed. Though, its proper chronicling will have to be left to the Hylians themselves…”

Midna scoffed and waved her hand. “Oh, don’t be silly with your ‘if’s. You’re the spirit of the Master Sword, you’ll be fine.”

“Indeed. As the Master Sword, I shall prevail,” Fi nodded. She turned fully back to her now, hovering at the foot of her bed. Staring down at her like this, the sheer nobility of that metallic being stirred a feeling of awe inside her. With the rays of the sun shrouding her in a golden veil, Fi truly looked then like the ancient, wisened being that she managed to hide behind a youthful countenance and an odd speech pattern. “The root of my uncertainty lies not with myself, but with our allies. Even if I live on, were we to lose Lana, I would be trapped in this time. As would you.”

Still, one arcane being wouldn’t be moonstruck by another just like that. She leaned her cheek on her hand, considering her words. Lana… She ought to have more words with that woman. It was that blue-haired mage that assisted her in doing away with the then-revived Zant, back when the Twilight Realm was freshly ripped into this future world. That baseline of trust could use some expanding upon. “… I see. You got it all plotted out, don’t you?”

“Indeed. Our chances are not hopeless, but they seem to dwindle with every battle.”

Midna looked up at her and frowned. Once again, the people she swore to protect were dropping like flies, and once again, she was powerless to do anything against it. “… Yeah, and here I am, laying in bed. Doing nothing at all!”

Fi leaned closer to her, face blank, yet her sheer energy buzzed with something stern. “You are recovering. Without your full strength, you would simply perish. Focus on your rest, and join us again at the battlefield at your full potential.”

For a moment, Midna pouted, her fang protruding defiantly from her lips. But then, she peered back into the eyes that hovered so close to hers, and she realized something. 

“You’re sounding just like Zelda,” she grinned.

Fi nodded dryly, fully intending to take her words as a compliment at face value. “She is wise beyond her years. I’m honored to be influenced by her.”

Midna let out a laugh, squinting her eyes shut and smacking her hand on the mattress. For just a moment, she could ignore the deep ache that burned through her ribs, completely overshadowed by the fond company of her friend. “Yeah, yeah. Forget I said anything!’

After all the time they’d spent, one giggling, and the other intrigued, eager to understand, yet not fully capable of it, it had to come to an end. The rattle of metal and stomping of feet outside alerted the pair of someone of certain esteem approaching the tent, and indeed, heavy footfall stopped outside the tent, shy of entering through the parted curtain. An imposing shadow was cast inside, but Midna had grown far too familiar with the figure it belonged to, to be even slightly intimidated.

“Lady Midna,” spoke a voice like the cracking of a whip. “May I enter?”

Midna perked up. Impa was inviting herself in. “Oops. That’s your cue, bluebird,” she giggled, fondly patting on the wing that was laid by her. “Our General wants to interrogate me, I’ll bet.”

Fi looked down at the contact, and cocked her head. “I understand,” she spoke with a nod, and slowly levitated to rise. “Then, I wish you luck. May Lady Impa be merciful to you. I thank you for your invitation to converse with me. It was… Fun.”

Though her eyes did not move, the sword spirit’s lips, smooth like polished tourmaline, cracked into a gentle smile.

“Hey, Fi. Before you leave,” Midna interrupted her before she could float away, a hand extended. Fi looked over her shoulder. “Think about what I said, yeah? You won’t regret it.”

Fi nodded. Time and time again, people around camp have hushed whispers about the sword spirit. How she was off-putting and robotic, lacking any kind of emotion. Midna believed not a shred of it. In her own way, Fi told the world how she felt, even if she did so in ways organic beings wouldn’t understand. It wasn’t like she had put up walls for people to break through. Midna was taken aback, then, by how incredibly open Fi was, and how easily the two confided in one another. She just had to know where to look to understand what the odd girl wanted to convey. Between two strange, otherworldly beings, a chord had been struck. Midna was rambunctious and loud, while Fi was decidedly more reserved, but in a way, both wore their hearts on their sleeves. An odd warmth sprang into her chest as she saw the blue spirit glittering in the light of the setting sun, her own sapphire glow drowning out the golden hue cast upon her. The light went straight through her when she looked back at her, a gentle smile pulling at the corners of her lips. 

“I foresee my likelihood of fulfilling your request to be… Favorable. Goodbye, Midna. May you fulfill that 79% percent with strength and grace.”

[grayson-baller]

could you do 6 on the kink list with Matt Jackson please?

Matt Jackson -- Headcanon

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warnings: smut--18+

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pairing: fem!reader & Matt Jackson

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kink:

6 - shower sex

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Steam filled the hotel bathroom as the hot water sprayed down, soothing your aching muscles. You had been sore, hours of strenuous activity mixed with the various positions your body had been in over the weekend.

When your husband told you that you were going on a beach vacation, you expected to spend some time by the water, and do some sight-seeing. So far, you had barely left your hotel room.

Not that you were complaining. Beaches were crowded, sand got everywhere. You had the man you loved naked almost all the time, in bed with you. Hours of sex were followed by laughter, snacking on food ordered from room service, before snuggling in bed and watching bad movies on cable.

It was relaxing—like vacation was supposed to be. Nights felt so starry here with him. Everything was brighter. You realized how much you liked being away with him, not thinking about work. You two never had a chance to get away before. Your honeymoon had been driving an hour away to a nice hotel on a Saturday night. By Monday, you both were back on the road.

It was okay—because this was your dream. You two had been over this shared dream, and it connected you over the years. You bonded over your dreams, and the sacrifices it took to achieve them. You understood the cost, just as he did. If anything, sharing this with him had helped make your relationship stronger.

From the start, Matt got it. The night you met him was your first night back in nine months. Your surgically repaired knee was braced, nerves settling in your stomach. Despite being a stranger, Matt had offered you a pep-talk. It had been enough to calm you, allowing you to step through the curtains, walking down to the ramp.

You won that night. Hearing the cheers from the crowd as your arm was raised was an amazing feeling. You had rushed to the back, looking for him. You’d never forget the bright smile on his face as he congratulated you, making you feel more badass then you probably were.

You left the arena with his number in your phone and plans to grab dinner together the following night.

“Mmm,” his low voice mused as you ran your hand over the glass of the shower to clear away some of the fog. “Wondered where you snuck off to this morning.” His voice mixed with sleepiness, the low tone settling between your wet thighs, a new kind of wetness forming.

He was naked, and through the shower door you could clearly see how hard he was. You instantly licked your lips at the sight. He instantly caught your glaze, chuckle leaving him.

“Are you hungry for a taste, petal?” Matt questioned, hand grabbing his cock. “Filthy girl, ain’t you? My filthy little wife spent all last night with her walls stretching around my cock until I filled your pink pussy full of my cum—so fucking full that it dripped down your legs. Doesn’t matter though, huh? You want more.”

You bit down on your lip, nodding slowly. Your hand was pressed against the glass, moments away from flinging open the door.

“Yeah, I thought so. You love my cock.” He gave himself a few lazy strokes, strained groan leaving him. You whimpered at the sound, wanting to be the one he was groaning for. You wanted to be the one bringing him pleasure. “My filthy girl loves my cock. Love having your hands wrapped around it. Love it when it’s stretching that perfect pussy of yours, huh.”

He chuckled, giving himself another stroke. Your hands ran over your body, slipping between your legs as you circled your clit with your thumb.

“Hell, you even love it when my cock is stretching your ass.” He took a step towards the shower, opening it up. He stepped inside, instantly grabbing you as he backed against the wall. He leaned down, brushing his lips against yours. “I know you, petal. You also love my cock in pretty mouth of yours, huh? Bet your drooling for a taste right now.”

Fuck. He was right about that. He knew you—inside and out. The good, the bad, the ugly. You were an open book for him, with no secrets between you. Not that you were complaining, you knew him too.

You leaned down, ready to get down on your knees for a taste. He grabbed you, shaking his head as he pressed you back against the wall.

“I know you want a taste, petal, but I’m not quite sure I want to give you what you want.” He chuckled, reaching between your legs to swat your hand away. He swiped through your folds, gathering wetness on your fingers.

He brought his hand to his lips, licking your slick off his fingers. “So fucking good, baby.” He praised, leaning forward to kiss you. “I’m feeling awfully greedy, petal.” He lowered himself to his knees, pressing a kiss to your hip. He parted your folds, tongue finding your clit.

You moaned, head tilting against the wall of the shower.

“Brace yourself, petal. I’m feeling awfully hungry and not stopping until I’ve had my full.”

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Aluprof Excel in Passivhaus Projects

Passivhaus design is a set of standards and design principles to achieve exceptional energy efficiency, significantly reducing heating and cooling demands in buildings. By employing rigorous insulation standards, airtight construction and high-performance windows, Passivhaus buildings minimise energy loss and maintain stable indoor temperatures. The use of heat recovery ventilation systems ensures that fresh air is continuously supplied, whilst retaining warmth in winter and coolness in summer. This leads to dramatically lower energy bills and a reduced carbon footprint. Additionally, the controlled indoor environment enhances occupant comfort, eliminating drafts, temperature fluctuations, and cold bridging.

Specifying Passivhaus windows, doors and facades from Aluprof contributes to sustainability by reducing reliance on fossil fuels and supporting the transition to net-zero carbon emissions. The methodology prioritises efficient use of materials, often incorporating sustainable and recycled options. Beyond environmental benefits, Passivhaus buildings promote superior indoor air quality through continuous ventilation and effective pollutant filtration. This is particularly beneficial for occupants with respiratory issues or allergies. The focus on thermal comfort and noise reduction further enhances the well-being of occupants, making Passivhaus a holistic approach to healthy and sustainable living spaces.

Aluprof was the first systems company in the UK to design and supply Passivhaus certified aluminium framed glazing systems and currently has the widest range of Passivhaus Trust certified aluminium windows, doors and curtain wall systems. Utilising low-carbon aluminium helps reduce embodied carbon emissions during the production phase, while the thermally efficient products further lower operational carbon emissions throughout the building's life by reducing energy demand. Sustainability is further enhanced as quality methods of construction with high quality finishes, well specified and designed products supplied by Aluprof, can offer many decades of extended service life.

Some of the projects supplied by Aluprof in recent years include the following high profile buildings:

The RAD Building (GERA Building) is a 2,500 sqm Passivhaus certified research facility for the University of Nottingham, providing laboratory, office and support accommodation for the UK Government Energy Research Acceleration Initiative, known as the ‘RAD’ Building (Research Acceleration & Demonstration) on the Jubilee campus. The building achieves a BREEAM Excellent rating and includes extensive Passivhaus measures to reduce energy requirements. Aluprof’s high performance TT50 curtain wall & MB104 window and door systems have been used throughout the building offering very high levels of insulation. On completion the building has been extensively tested and has gained the coveted Passivhaus certification.

Purdown View at University of Western England (UWE) Bristol, is a remarkable milestone in sustainable living, featuring more than 900 bedrooms distributed across three striking six-story buildings. With a total floor area of 21,000 sqm, Purdown View is distinguished as the largest certified Passivhaus development in the United Kingdom to date. It was designed by Stride Treglown and uses Aluprof’s high performance TT50 curtain wall & MB104 window and door systems, the project was fabricated and installed by DenvalCo.

The Greenhaus project stands as the largest Passivhaus affordable housing initiative in the North West. The development was completed for the English Cities Fund (ECF), a collaborative effort involving Muse, Legal & General, and Homes England, in partnership with Salix Homes, a Housing Association in Salford, and with the support of Salford City Council. Greenhaus features 96 highly sustainable and affordable residences within a nine-storey structure located on Chapel Street in Salford. The project, designed by Buttress architects and constructed by Eric Wright Construction, has received official certification from the Passivhaus-Institut, the organisation dedicated to promoting and certifying this internationally recognised building standard.

Voreda House in Penrith has undergone a significant transformation from its previous role as an NHS office to become the council's energy-efficient northern anchor building. This facility is notable for being the first retrofit office in the UK to achieve the Passivhaus EnerPHit standard, with projected energy savings of 85%. This initiative aligns with the council's dedication to minimising its carbon footprint and taking a leading role in the pursuit of carbon neutrality.

The British Antarctic Survey (BAS) undertakes groundbreaking research and maintains a Research Station located 67º south on Adelaide Island which was established in 1975. Known as Rothera, the busy station is used as a hub for other countries working in the area, offering a landing strip and wharf. The site has continued to develop over the years and in 2018 work began on the new Discovery Building, named to commemorate the discovery of Antarctica 200 years ago by the British naval officer Edward Bransfield in 1820. High thermal performance windows specified on the project have been provided by Aluprof. The MB-86 ST window and door system has been designed to offer outstanding insulation properties. Offered in three varieties, ST, SI and AERO the MB-86 was the first ever aluminium system to employ silica aerogel, a nano-porous material that has a very high proportion of free void volume compared to conventional solid materials. Aerogel’s high pore volume, low solid content, and its ��torturous path amorphous structure’ offer very low values of thermal conductivity.

Aluprof UK have been supporting specifiers in the UK and Ireland for over fifteen years with advanced systems that include, high performance windows doors and facade systems. Many UK and Ireland based fabricators and installers supply these systems and are on hand to offer surveys and cost analysis as to what improvements can be made with likely paybacks. Further information about systems and specification support is available through the company website at aluprof.co.uk or direct from their UK head office in Altrincham by phoning +44 (0) 161 941 4005.

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The Role of Architectural Glass in Modern Construction

Modern architecture thrives on innovation and elegance. A key element in this evolution is architectural glass, a versatile material that enhances both form and function in buildings. From sleek skyscrapers to contemporary homes, glass plays an essential role in shaping aesthetics and ensuring energy efficiency.

What is Architectural Glass?

Architectural glass refers to specialized glass designed for use in construction. Unlike traditional glass, it offers enhanced durability, clarity, and insulation. This makes it suitable for various applications, including windows, façades, partitions, and skylights.

In recent years, the demand for architectural glass has grown significantly. Its ability to create open, light-filled spaces has made it a favorite among architects and designers. Additionally, advanced manufacturing processes allow customization to meet unique design and structural requirements. To explore innovative architectural glass solutions, visit United Glass.

Benefits of Architectural Glass

Energy Efficiency

Modern architectural glass provides excellent thermal insulation. Low-emissivity coatings, double-glazing, and laminated options help reduce energy consumption. By regulating indoor temperatures, these features lower heating and cooling costs.

Aesthetic Appeal

Architectural glass elevates the visual appeal of any building. Its transparency creates a seamless connection between indoor and outdoor spaces. It also allows natural light to flow through interiors, enhancing ambiance and reducing reliance on artificial lighting.

Durability and Safety

Technological advancements ensure that architectural glass is both durable and safe. Tempered and laminated glass options withstand extreme weather conditions and provide protection against impact. They also offer soundproofing, making them ideal for urban environments.

The Role of Glass Distributors in the Industry

A glass distributor bridges the gap between manufacturers and end users. They ensure a consistent supply of high-quality materials for various construction projects. By collaborating with trusted distributors, architects gain access to diverse glass options, ranging from decorative panels to energy-efficient solutions.

At United Glass, a leading glass distributor, clients benefit from an extensive range of products tailored to their needs. Their expertise ensures timely delivery and superior quality, making them a go-to partner for construction professionals.

Customization Through Glass Fabrication

Glass fabrication involves modifying raw glass into customized products for specific applications. Processes like cutting, tempering, and laminating transform standard glass into unique, functional designs. This level of customization allows architects to bring bold, innovative ideas to life.

For projects requiring intricate designs or precise specifications, reliable glass fabrication services are essential. United Glass excels in delivering tailored solutions, ensuring each piece meets the highest standards of craftsmanship and durability.

Applications of Architectural Glass

Architectural glass is a cornerstone of modern construction. Its applications span both residential and commercial sectors:

Windows and Doors: High-performance glass enhances insulation and security.

Curtain Walls: These provide structural support and a striking aesthetic.

Partitions: Glass partitions maximize space while maintaining privacy.

Skylights: These bring natural light into interiors, creating a vibrant atmosphere.

By partnering with skilled glass distributors and fabricators, builders can unlock the full potential of architectural glass.

Why Choose United Glass for Your Glass Needs?

United Glass stands out as a trusted provider in the architectural glass industry. Whether you need premium architectural glass, reliable glass distributor services, or expert glass fabrication, they offer unmatched quality and service.

Their commitment to innovation and customer satisfaction ensures every project is completed to perfection. From consultation to delivery, United Glass provides seamless support at every stage.

Conclusion

Architectural glass is more than just a building material; it is a medium for creativity, sustainability, and functionality. With advances in technology and fabrication techniques, the possibilities are endless.

By partnering with experienced providers like United Glass, architects and builders can bring their vision to life. Explore their services for all your architectural glass, glass distributor, and glass fabrication needs. Transform your construction projects with innovative glass solutions today!

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Aluminium and Glass Work in Dubai: Enhancing Modern Architecture

Dubai is renowned for its stunning skyline and architectural marvels. A significant contributor to this modern appeal is the high-quality aluminium and glass work in Dubai. From skyscrapers and residential buildings to commercial spaces, the use of aluminum and glass has become a key element in creating visually appealing and functional structures.

Why Aluminium and Glass Are Popular in Dubai

The use of aluminum and glass in construction has grown tremendously due to their unique advantages. Aluminum and glass work in Dubai is favored for several reasons:

Durability: Both aluminium and glass are highly durable materials, making them suitable for Dubai's extreme weather conditions. Aluminium is resistant to corrosion, while glass can withstand high temperatures.

Aesthetic Appeal: The sleek, modern look of aluminium and glass gives buildings a sophisticated appearance. This appeal aligns perfectly with Dubai's futuristic architectural vision.

Energy Efficiency: Modern aluminium and glass work in Dubai often involves energy-efficient designs. With insulated glass panels and aluminium frames, buildings can maintain temperature control, reducing energy costs.

Common Applications of Aluminium and Glass Work in Dubai

The versatility of aluminium and glass makes them ideal for various applications across the city:

Curtain Walls and Facades Dubai's iconic skyline features many buildings with curtain wall facades made of aluminium and glass. These facades not only offer a stunning appearance but also provide natural light, improving the energy efficiency of structures. Aluminium and glass work in Dubai for facades often involves high-performance glazing techniques to ensure maximum insulation.

Windows and Doors In residential and commercial properties, aluminium-framed windows and glass doors are widely used due to their sleek design and long-lasting properties. The adaptability of aluminium and glass work in Dubai allows for custom designs that match specific architectural needs.

Balustrades and Railings Modern balustrades and railings made from aluminium and glass offer a contemporary look, commonly seen in luxury apartments and office buildings across Dubai. The use of glass panels combined with aluminium frames provides both safety and style.

Benefits of Professional Aluminium and Glass Work in Dubai

To achieve the best results, it is essential to work with professional contractors who specialize in aluminium and glass work in Dubai. Here are some benefits of hiring experts:

Quality Craftsmanship: Professionals have the skills to ensure precision in installations, resulting in high-quality finishes.

Compliance with Regulations: Experts in aluminium and glass work in Dubai understand local building codes and standards, ensuring that all installations meet the necessary safety requirements.

Customization: Professional services can tailor designs to meet specific preferences and architectural demands, whether for a commercial project or a private residence.

Choosing the Right Aluminium and Glass Work Company in Dubai

When looking for the best company to handle aluminium and glass work in Dubai, consider the following factors:

Experience and Reputation: Opt for companies with a proven track record in providing high-quality services.

Range of Services: A company offering a variety of aluminium and glass work in Dubai, such as windows, doors, facades, and customized solutions, ensures comprehensive service.

Customer Reviews: Reading customer feedback can provide insights into the quality of workmanship and customer service.

Future Trends in Aluminium and Glass Work in Dubai

With ongoing advancements in construction materials, aluminium and glass work in Dubai continues to evolve. Some emerging trends include:

Smart Glass Technology: Integration of smart glass, which changes opacity based on light exposure or temperature, is becoming more popular. This innovation not only enhances energy efficiency but also adds a futuristic touch to buildings.

Sustainable Materials: The use of eco-friendly materials is on the rise, with a focus on reducing the carbon footprint of aluminium and glass work in Dubai.

3D Printed Components: As 3D printing technology advances, it is now being used to create custom-designed aluminium components, allowing for even more unique architectural designs.

Conclusion

Aluminium and glass work in Dubai plays a crucial role in shaping the city’s architectural landscape. The combination of durability, aesthetics, and energy efficiency makes aluminium and glass the materials of choice for many projects. Whether for facades, windows, or interior applications, professional services ensure quality installations that meet the city's high standards.

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SiliconECUK CAD BIM 3D Services offers top-quality Facade Shop Drawing Engineering Services. A Facade Shop Drawing Consultant is a professional who provides expert guidance and advice throughout creating and implementing Facade Shop Drawing. They work closely with architects, engineers, and construction teams to ensure that the facade design meets all requirements and is executed flawlessly.

So, contact us for your upcoming Facade Shop Drawing Consultancy Services at a reasonable price in York, London.

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- Fabrication Drawings - Bracket Layout Drawings - Aluminium facade detailing - Curtain Wall Facade - Glass Facade - Stone Cladding - Spider Glazing - CAD Drawing

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Aluminum Curtain Wall Repair Services

Ensure the longevity and performance of your commercial building with professional aluminum curtain wall repair services from Wallis Glazing Specialties. Our skilled technicians are equipped to address a wide range of issues affecting aluminum curtain walls, including structural damage, sealant failure, and thermal inefficiency. Using advanced techniques and high-quality materials, we provide efficient and effective repairs that restore the integrity and appearance of your curtain walls. Whether you require localized repairs or comprehensive restoration, you can rely on us to deliver exceptional results that enhance the durability, functionality, and aesthetics of your building envelope.

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Are you ready to elevate your living or working space with the timeless allure of glass? If you're envisioning a contemporary glassroom that exudes sophistication and style, you'll need the expertise of reputable glass companies in Dubai to turn your vision into reality. From sleek glass partitions to stunning glass doors, the possibilities are endless when you collaborate with the right professionals. Join us as we explore the top glass companies in Dubai, ready to transform your space into a modern masterpiece.

The Allure of Glassrooms

Glassrooms are a testament to modern design, seamlessly blending functionality with aesthetic appeal. Whether you're designing a chic office space, a luxurious residential retreat, or a trendy retail establishment, incorporating glass elements can elevate the ambiance and create a sense of spaciousness and sophistication. From floor-to-ceiling windows that offer breathtaking views to sleek glass partitions that delineate space without sacrificing light and openness, the versatility of glass makes it a popular choice among architects and interior designers alike.

Choosing the Right Glass Company

When embarking on your glassroom project in Dubai, selecting the right glass company is essential to ensure a seamless and successful outcome. Here are a few key factors to consider when choosing a glass company:

Expertise and Experience: Look for glass companies in Dubai with a proven track record of excellence and expertise in handling glass projects of varying scales and complexities. Experienced professionals understand the nuances of glass installation and can provide valuable insights and recommendations tailored to your specific needs and preferences.

Quality Materials and Craftsmanship: The quality of materials and craftsmanship is paramount when it comes to glass installations. Choose a glass company that prioritizes quality and uses premium-grade glass and components to ensure durability, safety, and visual appeal.

Customization Options: Every space is unique, and customization allows you to tailor your glassroom to suit your individual style and requirements. Opt for a glass company that offers a wide range of customization options, from glass types and finishes to hardware and accessories, allowing you to personalize every aspect of your project.

Timely Delivery and Installation: Timely delivery and installation are crucial to keeping your project on track and minimizing disruptions. Choose a glass company known for their professionalism, reliability, and efficiency in delivering and installing glass products according to agreed-upon timelines.

Top Glass Companies in Dubai

Now, let's explore some of the top glass companies in Dubai renowned for their expertise, craftsmanship, and commitment to excellence:

Dubai Glass Works: With decades of experience in the industry, Dubai Glass Works is a leading provider of glass solutions for residential, commercial, and industrial projects. Their comprehensive range of services includes glass partitions, doors, windows, facades, and more, catering to diverse design requirements with precision and expertise.

Glass LLC: Renowned for their innovative approach and superior quality products, Glass LLC offers a wide range of glass solutions tailored to meet the unique needs of their clients. From frameless glass partitions to custom-designed glass facades, their team of skilled professionals specializes in bringing architectural visions to life with finesse and flair.

Al Abbar Glass & Trading Co.: As one of the largest glass companies in the Middle East, Al Abbar Glass & Trading Co. boasts a stellar reputation for excellence and innovation. Their extensive portfolio encompasses a wide range of glass products and solutions, including structural glazing, curtain walls, decorative glass, and more, making them a preferred choice for prestigious projects across Dubai and beyond.

Conclusion

In Dubai's dynamic architectural landscape, glassrooms stand out as symbols of contemporary elegance and sophistication. By partnering with reputable glass companies like Dubai Glass Works, Glass LLC, and Al Abbar Glass & Trading Co., you can bring your glassroom dreams to life with confidence and style. From concept to completion, these industry leaders are dedicated to delivering exceptional quality, craftsmanship, and service, ensuring that your glassroom project exceeds expectations and leaves a lasting impression. Elevate your space with the timeless beauty of glass and transform your surroundings into a modern masterpiece that inspires and delights.

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Aluminum Curtain Wall Market Sets the Table for Continued Growth

Advance Market Analytics added research publication document on Worldwide Aluminum Curtain Wall Market breaking major business segments and highlighting wider level geographies to get deep dive analysis on market data. The study is a perfect balance bridging both qualitative and quantitative information of Worldwide Aluminum Curtain Wall market. The study provides valuable market size data for historical (Volume** & Value) from 2018 to 2022 which is estimated and forecasted till 2028*. Some are the key & emerging players that are part of coverage and have being profiled are Reynaers Aluminium (Belgium), Arcat Inc. (United States), Sweets Building Products (United States), ALUMINIUM SASHES LIMITED (United Kingdom), Alutech Systems Ltd (United Kingdom), AluK (Luxembourg), EFCO Corporation (United States), Kawneer (United States), TECHNAL (France), HUECK System GmbH & Co.KG. (Egypt), ETEM Group (Greece). Get free access to Sample Report in PDF Version along with Graphs and Figures @ https://www.advancemarketanalytics.com/sample-report/1015-global-aluminum-curtain-wall-sales-market

A curtain wall is defined as a thin, usually aluminum-framed wall, containing in-fills of glass, metal panels, or thin stone. The framing is attached to the building structure and does not carry the floor or roof loads of the building. The Asia Pacific region accounted for a significant market share and is expected to grow during the forecast period. The region includes developing nations, such as India, China, and Japan, whose rate of development is faster than most other developing nations in the world. A healthy spread of construction activity supports the stability of the Asian markets, along with government intervention enhancing a majority of projects for infrastructure development. Developed regions, such as Europe and North America, are expected to witness moderate growth during the forecast period. The growth in the regions can be attributed to increasing disposable income, growing construction spending, and the steady demand for sustainable curtain walls for reducing pollution and enhancing moisture resistance in high precipitation areas. Keep yourself up-to-date with latest market trends and changing dynamics due to COVID Impact and Economic Slowdown globally. Maintain a competitive edge by sizing up with available business opportunity in Aluminum Curtain Wall Market various segments and emerging territory. Influencing Market Trend

Growth in Industrial and Commercial Construction Activities

High Adoption Due To Rapid Urbanization

Market Drivers

Increase Demand for Aluminum Curtain Wall in Commercial and Industrial Activities

Technology Advancements Leads to Demand for Aluminum Curtain Wall

Opportunities:

Growth in Investment in Infrastructural Projects in Developing Economies

Challenges:

Production and Installation Requirements of a Complex Structural Glazing

Energy-Efficient Manufacturing of Raw Materials

Have Any Questions Regarding Global Aluminum Curtain Wall Market Report, Ask Our Experts@ https://www.advancemarketanalytics.com/enquiry-before-buy/1015-global-aluminum-curtain-wall-sales-market Analysis by Type (Stick-built, Semi-unitized, Unitized), Application (Commercial, Residential), Insulation (Acoustic, Thermal, Others), Features (Corrosion Resistance, Anti-Static, Antibacterial, Fire Resistant, Others)

Competitive landscape highlighting important parameters that players are gaining along with the Market Development/evolution

• % Market Share, Segment Revenue, Swot Analysis for each profiled company [Reynaers Aluminium (Belgium), Arcat Inc. (United States), Sweets Building Products (United States), ALUMINIUM SASHES LIMITED (United Kingdom), Alutech Systems Ltd (United Kingdom), AluK (Luxembourg), EFCO Corporation (United States), Kawneer (United States), TECHNAL (France), HUECK System GmbH & Co.KG. (Egypt), ETEM Group (Greece)]

• Business overview and Product/Service classification

• Product/Service Matrix [Players by Product/Service comparative analysis]

• Recent Developments (Technology advancement, Product Launch or Expansion plan, Manufacturing and R&D etc)

• Consumption, Capacity & Production by Players The regional analysis of Global Aluminum Curtain Wall Market is considered for the key regions such as Asia Pacific, North America, Europe, Latin America and Rest of the World. North America is the leading region across the world. Whereas, owing to rising no. of research activities in countries such as China, India, and Japan, Asia Pacific region is also expected to exhibit higher growth rate the forecast period 2023-2028. Regulation 43 Curtain walls: Every curtain wall shall safely sustain and transmit to the load-bearing structure the combined dead loads, imposed loads, and wind loads without such deflection or deformation as will cause the curtain wall damage or impair its stability. Table of Content Chapter One: Industry Overview Chapter Two: Major Segmentation (Classification, Application and etc.) Analysis Chapter Three: Production Market Analysis Chapter Four: Sales Market Analysis Chapter Five: Consumption Market Analysis Chapter Six: Production, Sales and Consumption Market Comparison Analysis Chapter Seven: Major Manufacturers Production and Sales Market Comparison Analysis Chapter Eight: Competition Analysis by Players Chapter Nine: Marketing Channel Analysis Chapter Ten: New Project Investment Feasibility Analysis Chapter Eleven: Manufacturing Cost Analysis Chapter Twelve: Industrial Chain, Sourcing Strategy and Downstream Buyers Read Executive Summary and Detailed Index of full Research Study @ https://www.advancemarketanalytics.com/reports/1015-global-aluminum-curtain-wall-sales-market Highlights of the Report • The future prospects of the global Aluminum Curtain Wall market during the forecast period 2023-2028 are given in the report. • The major developmental strategies integrated by the leading players to sustain a competitive market position in the market are included in the report. • The emerging technologies that are driving the growth of the market are highlighted in the report. • The market value of the segments that are leading the market and the sub-segments are mentioned in the report. • The report studies the leading manufacturers and other players entering the global Aluminum Curtain Wall market. Thanks for reading this article; you can also get individual chapter wise section or region wise report version like North America, Middle East, Africa, Europe or LATAM, Southeast Asia. Contact US : Craig Francis (PR & Marketing Manager) AMA Research & Media LLP Unit No. 429, Parsonage Road Edison, NJ New Jersey USA – 08837 Phone: +1 201 565 3262, +44 161 818 8166 sales@advancemarketanalytics.com

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Their Housekeeping Cleaning Services

Offices and Showrooms – Lobby, Showrooms, Boardrooms and Office Rooms

Clean glass doors and windows.

Dust all furniture and horizontal surfaces.

Dust and clean telephones

Clean and unclog drinking fountains.

Clean air vents and air grills.

Vacuuming carpet areas.

Empty trash or recycle bins.

Stripping, buffing and refinishing of floors.

Elevators, Corridors and Stairwells

Clean mirrors and windows.

Cleaning trash or recycle bins.

Clean railings and ledges.

Clean air vents and grills.

Vacuuming carpet areas.

Damp mopping on hard floors

Removal of scuff and heel marks, stripping, buffing and refinishing of floors.

Clean exterior glass

Eating Areas/Cafeterias/Kitchen areas

Damp cleaning and sanitizing tabletops and chairs.

Damp cleaning pedestals or table legs.

Cleaning interiors and exteriors of refrigerators and microwave ovens.

Cleaning and sanitizing countertops and sinks.

Cleaning trash or recycle bins.

Dusting all horizontal surfaces.

Cleaning interior glass partitions and doors.

Vacuuming carpet areas.

Damp mopping, removal of scuff and heel marks.

Stripping, buffing & refinishing of floors.

Restrooms (Bathroom) Cleaning:

Cleaning or sanitizing and washing all vitreous fixtures.

Cleaning pedestals or table legs.

Cleaning interiors and exteriors of refrigerators and microwave ovens.

Cleaning trash or recycle bins.

Cleaning and sanitizing countertops and sinks.

Cleaning walls and partitions.

Cleaning interior glass partitions and doors.

Refilling soap dispensers to normal limits.

Cleaning and unclogging drinking fountains.

Dusting horizontal surfaces.

Sweeping, damp mopping and disinfecting all floors.

Damp mopping, removal of scuff and heel marks.

Stripping, buffing and refinishing of floors.

Cleaning glass and mirrors

Facade Cleaning

High-rise glass curtain wall cleaning

Aluminum curtain walls

Glazed tile cleaning

Window Cleaning:

Cleaning of all exterior and interior perimeter windows and glass partitions.

Carpet Cleaning:

Complete maintenance of carpets, upholsteries, fabric partitions and workstations: spot removal, deep-steam cleaning, deodorizing, scotch guards.

Parking Area Maintenance:

Removal and disposal of trash, empty & clean ashtrays & smoking areas.

Emergency Clean Up Services:

As requested by the customer

Cleaning Chemicals:

All chemicals such as floor Cleaners, hard surface cleaners, glass cleaners, hand wash liquids, carpet shampoo, Upholstery Brighteners etc. are of premium quality.

Cleaning soft tools:

We use only premium quality soft tools like dolly mops, squeezing bucket, floor wipers, glass wipers, scrubbers, Table dusters, Glass duster, Dry mops etc.

Disinfections Materials:

We use only premium quality disinfections materials like Naphthalene balls, fresheners, room freshener cubes, phenyls etc.

Cleaning machines:

We use industry recommended machines for cleaning.