#Flexi Desk

[theprivatewolf]

Exploring the Flexi Desk: A Key to Flexibility in Dubai

In the ever-evolving landscape of business and entrepreneurship, adaptability is often the key to success. One manifestation of this adaptability is the Flexi Desk, a concept that’s gaining popularity, especially in business-friendly cities like Dubai. In this blog, we’ll delve into what a Flexi Desk is, how it can benefit your business, and why it might be the right choice for you.

Can a Business Be Started Without a Flexible Desk?

How Do I Utilize a Flexi Desk?

A Flexi Desk is a versatile workspace solution that can be used in various ways:

Hot Desking: You can use it as a hot desk, where you simply show up and use an available desk for the day.

Part-Time Workspace: If you need a workspace only part-time or on specific days, a Flexi Desk allows you to pay only for the time you use.

Client Meetings: Utilize your Flexi Desk as a professional space to meet clients and associates, presenting a polished image.

Collaboration: It’s an excellent option for collaborating with other professionals or teams in a shared workspace environment.

Do You Need a Flexi Desk? Private Wolf Offers You Services and a Free Consultation

At Private Wolf, we understand that every business is unique, and the workspace requirements vary. Our Flexi Desk services are designed to cater to the diverse needs of businesses in Dubai. Whether you’re a startup looking for a cost-effective workspace or a freelancer seeking flexibility, our team is ready to provide a tailored solution. We offer a free consultation to help you determine if a Flexi Desk is the right choice for your business.

Best Use of Your Flexi Desk Space

To make the most of your Flexi Desk space, consider the following tips:

Organize: Keep your workspace neat and organized for maximum productivity.

Personalization: Personalize your desk with items that inspire creativity and comfort.

Networking: Take advantage of the shared workspace environment to network and collaborate with other professionals.

Important Factors for Flexible Office Space

When choosing a flexible office space, whether it’s a Flexi Desk or another option, consider these important factors:

Location: Opt for a space that is convenient and accessible for you and your clients.

Amenities: Look for amenities like high-speed internet, meeting rooms, and a comfortable workspace.

Cost: Ensure that the cost of the flexible office space fits your budget and offers good value for your money.

Flexibility: Evaluate the terms and flexibility of your contract, including the ability to scale up or down as needed.

Community: Consider the potential for networking and collaboration with other professionals sharing the workspace.

Conclusion

In the dynamic world of business, a Flexi Desk can be a valuable asset. It offers the freedom to adapt your workspace to your specific needs, whether it’s a temporary workspace, a professional meeting place, or a creative environment for collaboration. With Private Wolf’s services and free consultation, you can explore the benefits of a Flexi Desk and decide if it’s the right choice for your business in Dubai.

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[venomgaia]

what's good about a pilot falcon?

HI! The Pilot Falcon (older generations were sold in the US as the Namiki Falcon for whatever reason) is a japanese fountain pen manufactured by Pilot!

it's often referred to as the best modern flex pen, or the best gold nib for a beginner! Tldr for people who aren't pen nerds, a flex pen is a pen that...well, flexes! Most pens have some sort of "flex" to them that results in some sort of line variation, but flex pens can handle a relatively higher amount of pressure. Think like a G nib used in a lot of manga. Old pens were the MASTERS at this, and a good bit of that is due to the nibs being made of gold, which naturally has a "bounce" to it that modern steel nibs have a really hard time living up to. Most people wax poetic about Waterman or other vintages like that because of it. Even modern gold nibs can't really keep up with the gold nibs of yore, but the Falcon is considered to be one that can. I do think legally it's considered a "soft" nib, meaning it's not truly a flex pen but has a lot of flex qualities to it, but some terms that get used are used interchangably so. idk. True flex nibs aren't really a thing in fountain pens these days outside of Noodler's Ahab and Konrad (which are their own nightmare and a half tbh).

The Falcon prized amongst artists for it's very fine nib, which Japanese pen manufacturers like Pilot and Platinum are known for. A Japanese Fine is comparable to a Western (Kaweco, Lamy) Extra fine, and a lot of these pens come in an EF, F, and M. It gets alot of nice line variation despite being so small, and is really an all-around great pen, if legend is to be believed :] An alternative to buying the Pilot Falcon would be getting the Pilot 912 FA, which has something called the "Falcon Nib," not to be confused with the actual pen. They actually look pretty different. The FA nib (right) has these weird cuts on their side that help with flexing and allow it to mimic a full-flex nib, but again. According to legend, modern pens don't flex like vintage pens do, but it IS pretty close.

(sources mentioned in alt text)

I've never used either myself, but I'm pretty picky about my pens and so I don't know if I'd ever pay upwards of $200 unless I got familiar with the nib first tbh....The falcon's nib isn't offputting to me like many feel about it, but I'm particular about aesthetics and the feedback on paper and I can't tell if I like them just from looks alone lol. Right now, I don't have much experience with pilot nibs, but if i were to get a pilot pen, tbh I'm looking at the Pilot Elite/e95s in a fine or medium, or a vintage platinum pocket pen.

Anyways that's that and this is also that. *twirls so elegantly and then collapses onto the ground in slapstick fashion*

[manishkumarr13]

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Unexpected…

Parings: Hobie Brown x Reader

Summary:You’ve been staying up at ungodly hours due to the bountiful amount of work you had from school. Your good friend Hobie comes over one night to help you stop your stressing and sleep. But the night had different plans for you both.

Inspo: Wet by GRLWood

Warning(s): NSFW (mdni), mutual masturbation, oral (m receiving), dirty talk, mentions of sex work, NOT proofread (cause I didn’t feel like it). If you see any errors… no you didn’t.

Thursday, 3AM

You sat at the desk in your room typing away on your laptop with a bowl of various fruits next to it. The flexi rod curls you put every ounce of arm strength you had into almost didn’t exist anymore. Your reading glasses slid from the bridge of your nose to the tip of it, making it easier to see the chanel bags slowly forming under your eyes. Unknowingly, your back hunched over the longer you sat down and tried to complete the third essay assigned to you this week.

You were exhausted. But you had a fuck ton of english work to do and insomnia kept you awake. Your regret for majoring in psychology grew with every indentation and word you typed on the keyboard.

Just as you were about to start typing the third to last paragraph, a soft rhythmic knock on the window startled you. Your body jolted at the unexpected sound causing your glasses to slide further down your nose. Using your middle finger to push them back to their proper position, you turned your head in the direction of the window and almost all of your stress left your body when you saw him.

Hobie, your best friend with the cool hair, stood outside with his contagious smile painted across his face as he waved at you with his long, slender, ring decorated fingers. His torso was covered halfway with a black crop top you ripped and designed for him and a spiked leather vest you spray painted the anarchy symbol on the back of. He wore black ripped jeans that were secured on his hips by a spiked belt and chains dangling from the belt loops.

Fuck, he looks so good.

Pushing your thoughts to the side, you pushed your chair back and stood up to open your window for for the 6’5 man. “Hey, Hobie.” You greeted him with a soft smile, watching him climb into your room and start to take his boots off before closing the window. He walked towards your bed and threw himself on it, placing his hands behind his head and crossed one leg over the other.

“Wagwaan.” He greeted back with a lopsided smile. His smooth, deep voice and british accent always sounded so sultry to you. Every time you guys talked it felt like a challenge to see how long you can keep your self respect before you up and pounced on him.

“Well,” you began to respond as you sat back in your desk chair and tossed a grape into your mouth, “it’s three in the morning and I’m trying to finish… what? Like… the third, fourth essay I was assigned? Been working on it since probably ten or eleven.”

His beautiful pierced face immediately fell into a shocked expression with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and frustration. “You haven’t taken a break, have you?” All you could is shake your head and let out a long stressful sigh as you looked at your computer screen with visibly tired eyes.

“Not only is it because I can’t sleep, but I wanna get everything done ASAP. My work is do on Sunday an-”

“It’s due Sunday?!” He cut you off, his tone bursting with disbelief. You felt a laugh bubbling up in your chest hearing his thick accent but held it in, reaching into the bowl and eating a pineapple chunk. “You know that’s in three days, right?” He continued as he pressed his elbows into your soft mattress and sat up giving you a look that read “are you serious?”

“Of course I know that, but-”

“But nothin’, mate. Close the computer.” He cut you off again, gesturing his head towards it.

“Hobie-”

“Close it.”

Not having the energy to go back and forth with him, your eyes rolled in annoyance and you shut your laptop. You turned your head in his direction and saw that a closed mouth smile was painted across his face. “Oh, you’re happy now?” You asked with a deadpanned expression.

A low chuckle escaped his throat watching you mug him as he nodded his head. The sound had you doing backflips mentally as your face began to heat up slightly. “Knowin’ that you aren’t nose deep into a screen goin’ mad about somethin’ that’s due in seventy two hours? Yeah, I’m quite happy.”

He swung his legs off your bed and sat up, reaching over to grab a mango chunk and tossed it into his mouth. As he chewed he saw your face drop into a “are you deadass?” look. He stopped chewing for a moment, awkwardly looked to the side and back to your face.

“Yeah, Hobs! You can take one!” You voiced with sarcasm as you threw your arms up and back down to your sides. He gave you an apologetic smile as he started to slowly chew the sweet and refreshing fruit again. “What made you come here at this time of night though? Can’t think of anywhere to steal from?” You asked playfully with a teasing smirk.

A light laugh came from him as he finished chewing before he responded. “I actually didn’t feel like stealin’ until you mentioned it.” You chuckled and shook your head at his antics. “But, nah. I couldn’t sleep and I knew you’d be up so I thought why not come over and bother you.”

“Ahhh… so what you do almost every day!” Both of you erupted into laughter at your comment. He knew that you were joking, and you knew you enjoyed his presence a little too much.

“Oh, come out of it. You know you love when I’m around.” He spoke as you guys’ laughter died down. Placing his hands on your bed, he leaned back bit and gave you a cocky smile.

Oh, he know he fine.

“Eh, sometimes.” You shrug playfully, reaching into the fruit bowl and munching on another grape. He reaches for the bowl again and takes a kiwi slice, but you don’t mind this time.

Once he done chewing he begins to speak. “Are you saying that because I always beat you in Uno?” You gave him a bored expression as you watched the smile on face grow.

“Hobie, please. You beat me that one time-”

“And I beat you three times in a row.”

You scoffed at his cocky behavior and crossed your arms. “I bet it won’t happen again.” You eyed him up and down with a mischievous glint in your eyes.

He gave you the same look as one of his eyebrows lifted in feigned curiosity. “Is that a challenge?”

It was now four in the morning. You sat on your bed with your back against the headboard and the gorgeous punk sat in front of you with crisscrossed legs, his leather vest now off his shoulders and hung on the back of your desk chair. You guys were two intense Uno games in, Hobie being the winner of both of them.

“Uno.” He announced with a lopsided grin as he placed a yellow three card and red three card down at the same time. You were starting to lose hope. You held the two cards you had thinking hard about the multiple possibilities of how this game could end. Until…

“UNO OUT!” You exclaimed slightly with a proud grin as you slammed a red skip card and red eight card down. You finally won a game after what felt like hours of playing.

He also gave you a proud smile as he began to pick up all of the cards that were piled on your mattress. “You finally beat my streak. ‘M proud of you.”

The voice. The Smile. His Confidence. Now the praise. It was all slowly becoming too much. His comment made your heart beat a bit faster, waves of heat traveling from your head and down to your lower region. It caused your sensitive bud to throb gently, and you crossed one leg over the other to somehow bring it to a halt.

He’s gonna be the death of me, I swear.

“Wanna play another game?” He asked when he was done picking up all of the playing cards. You sighed softly as you crossed your arms and shook your head.

“Nah, I just wanted to beat you in at least one game of Uno. Got tired of you talking shit.” He chucked at your confession and wrapped the rubber band you used to keep the cards together back around them. “But we can play connect four if you’re down. I’ll definitely win the first game.”

“Oh, I’ve got to see this.” He spoke with a sarcastic laugh. “I’ll go get the game.”

He got off your bed and walked towards the closet, opening it and instantly scanning the top shelf for the box. You pulled your phone from underneath your pillows and scrolled through instagram as you waited for him to come back with the second challenge for the night. Your cluttered top shelf slipped your mind as you thought you wouldn’t even have company today.

When he found the game, he tried to pull it out of its position without knocking anything down. But it all happened so quickly. As he began to pull the Connect 4 box out, so did Candy Land which was right beneath it. He reached his unoccupied hand out to make sure that game didn’t fall in the process, but he didn’t know that these two board games were keeping a pink Shoe Dazzle box from falling as well.

He successfully got Connect 4 from your top shelf without another game falling, but he didn’t see the pink box making its way out of the closet as well. When it fell, it landed on the side which caused the top to fall off as it hit the floor. He looked down and watched what was inside of the box roll out in awe.

Various sex toys with different shapes, sizes and functions were now scattered across the floor in front of her closet. A pink massage wand, black seven inch dildo and a black silicone butt plug with a blue gemstone on the bottom of it were the main toys that caught his attention since they were so close to his feet. He wanted to speak. He tried to speak. But he was too stunned to try and even utter a word.

There’s no way she has all of this. Am I dreaming?

The sound of the box hitting the floor made you look up from your phone with a confused expression, but it was immediately taken over with disbelief and shock. Your eyes were so wide you’re surprised they didn’t fall out of your head. Your jaw hung so low it would probably hit the floor if you were standing. The gasp you let out was so sharp and loud it made Hobie turn his head in your direction. You can see the disbelief in his face as well and that alone made tears start to form into your eyes.

All you could do is grab a pillow and sit it on your lap, plop your head on it to hide your face and scream. Your face was so warm in embarrassment that it felt like it could melt off any second now. You can feel your friends stare on you, searching for answers in a way, but you couldn’t even look at the man.

There was a long, unbearable silence between the both of you. So much tension in the room that it could be cut with a knife. You sat with your face buried into your pillow, take deep breaths to calm yourself down before you finally built the courage to get off your bed and walk towards the “mess” that was created. Without looking at the handsome man next to you, you squatted down and placed the box down with the opening facing the ceiling and began putting everything back where it was before.

“Uhh… you need help with tha-” Hobie spoke awkwardly in attempt to break the loud silence. He put his hands up in surrender and backed up a bit when he saw you side eye him with a displeased expression.

(I had to use the picture this was the PERFECT opportunity to do so 😭)

You continued to pick up your toys, still without uttering a word or even looking at him. From your peripheral vision you saw his feet step away from his position next to you and heard his footsteps stop where your bed was located. You assumed he sat and your bed again, maybe to give you some space. You picked up the cardboard top and slammed it onto the box when you were done picking everything up, instantly getting up and putting it back on the top shelf in your closet.

You kept your head down as you closed the closet and walked to your previous spot before all of this: your desk chair. Still not being able to look at the company on your bed, your hand reached for your closed laptop until…

“Don’t even think about it, bruv.” Hobie stopped you with a playful scowl in his tone crossing his arms. All you could do is let out a dramatic sigh, cross your arms on the desk and place your head on them, hiding your face once again.

Hobie eyed your movements the entire time. He understood why you were embarrassed, wanting to curl yourself into ball and just hide. But he didn’t understand why you were acting this way towards him. Of course he was shocked that you out of all people had all of this… material. You’re the introverted, shy, kind of nerdy and laid back friend. Always at home with your head stuffed into a comic or manga, loved sleep more than anything, would rather write than talk. Just the opposite of him and he didn’t mind that.

But he didn’t understand why you thought he cared about your secret box so much. This wasn’t gonna make him think about you any different. If anything, he was more curious and a bit turned on after finding out such covert information.

He decided to try and break the silence again. “This isn’t as bad as you’re makin’ it seem, love.” You can hear the sincerity in his tone, his sultry voice and the pet name he used still had your sensitive bud aching for attention.

He couldn’t see it, but your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his statement. “What do you mean?” You questioned without lifting your head.

“It was a little unexpected, but it’s not botherin’ me in any way. Your personality isn’t in that box.” His honesty never faltered as he let out a light chuckle, gesturing his hand in the direction of your closet.

You scoffed at his statement in disbelief, finally sitting up and crossing your arms as you gazed at the wall in front of you. He was starting to get annoyed at the lack of eye contact and he sucked his teeth, glaring at the side of your face. “Look at me, mate.”

You heard the seriousness in his voice, and you closed your eyes taking a a deep breath before opening them and turning your head in his direction. Finally locking your eyes with his, you searched for any vacillation that could be hidden. But there was only sincerity. He meant every word he said.

“I’m sorry, Hobie. It’s just…” You trailed off looking to the side for a moment before looking back him. “You saw everything in that box. My childhood best friend doesn’t even know what’s in there. How am I supposed to believe that you don’t care about what you just saw?”

“Because I don’t.” He shrugged with a sarcastic laugh. “If I’m bein’ completely honest, the only thing I’m wonderin’ is how and why you have so many. I’ve never met someone with a box full of sex toys. Shit, I don’t even have that many.”

Your face fell into a curious expression as you listened to his words. “You have sex toys-”

“It’s not about me right now.” He spoke quickly shaking his head.

You chuckled at his quickness to dismiss your question. “Well, to stop your wondering…” You trailed off again with a sigh, scratching the back of your head nervously.

Am I really gonna tell him this?

You saw his eyebrows raise, eager to hear what you had to say.

Might as well just tell him. It doesn’t make sense to hide this now.

You blew a raspberry, preparing yourself to inform your friend of your biggest secret. “Long story short… I’m a sex worker. About a year and some change now. The financial aid package I receive from my college falls short on covering the cost of the tuition and other expenses. I don’t wanna put myself through five hours of class and then seven to eight hours of labor to make ends meet. So, I started looking into sex work. Seeing how much I could possibly make, the different types of content that people would pay for, the fact that I’d be working any time and anywhere I wanted was a plus as well. Now, here I am: I make about eight hundred dollars weekly, two to three thousand monthly. It’s enough to make sure I can pay for college and still do what I want.”

When you finished your confession, Hobie was left speechless with a slack jaw. He blinked a couple times to try and process the information he was given. His friend who couldn’t even socialize for more than two hours… Is a cam girl?

…Why is this kind of hot?

He picked up his jaw and cleared his throat, shaking the thoughts out of his head with a deep sigh. His behavior made all of the negative feelings you had before resurface. You looked down at the floor with shame as you shook your head.

“I knew I should’ve just kept my mouth shut-”

“No, no, no, no, no!” He quickly stopped you from finishing your sentence waving his hands. “I meant everythin’ I said before. None of this is gonna change my perspective of you. It’s just…”

He trailed off, the naughty thoughts he had slowly clouded his mind again. He felt his blood slowly rush to the head of his member thinking about the fact that he was sitting on the bed that you made some of your content on. You could’ve made yourself cum on the sheets you currently have on your mattress today, and thought of him sitting in the spot where you probably left a big, creamy mess was driving him mad.

“Hobie?” You spoke with a bit of worry as you noticed him zone out. You watched as he swallowed thickly and blinked twice, the leg that hung off your bed beginning to sway from side to side. You bit your lip to hide the smile that was threatening to paint your face at the scene.

Ahh, I see what’s up.

He felt his length throb softly, the feeling made him groan but he attempted to hide it with a deep, throaty chuckle. The sound not only made your entrance clench with need, but it gave you a bit of confidence to say your next words.

“Do you wanna see how I make my content?” The slight seduction in your voice caught him off guard, his head shot up to look at you with a shocked expression. You could see the desire in his eyes start to expand at your question.

“Wai- what?” He stammered breathlessly. He didn’t know where your sudden boldness came from, but he didn’t mind as it made it him throb again, his manhood slowly becoming erect.

“I know you heard me, Hobie.” You answered teasingly with a voluptuous grin and. “It’s a simple yes or no question.”

There goes that silence again. Sexual tension building as you eyed each other down. Once you both saw that y’all were on the same page, you smiled at each other with a knowing glint in your eyes. Y’all began to stand and walk towards each other with only one thought in mind:

“Finally.”

You were now laying on your bed with your torso completely exposed, showing off the nipple piercings that Hobie didn’t know you had. He swore it was as if he was finding treasure with every second he spent with you. Your legs were spread wide open to expose the red lace thong you’ve been sporting, revealing a small wet stain that your aching core left on it.

Hobie sat in your desk chair that he moved to the front of your bed, his torso also completely on display. The sight of his lanky yet toned and muscular physique only made you wetter. His boxer briefs were still attached to his lower half, his erection very prominent and aching to see what was next. Your tripod stood next him with your phone placed on it horizontally as it recorded.

“I’m so wet for you already. Dripping through my thong for you.” You spoke seductively, moving your body closer to the tripod and gorgeous man in front of you. Even though you looked into camera the whole time, he knew every word was meant for him.

“I only get this wet for you, baby. I’ve been waiting so fucking long to show you how I make myself cum when I think about you.” As if read each other’s minds, both of you placed a hand on your chest and slowly dragged it down to your most sensitive parts. Your hand slid inside your thong as his began to gently palm his shaft over his boxers, biting his lip to hold the groan that was ready to escape his throat.

The hand you slipped into your underwear made it’s way to your throbbing clit, your natural juices already coated all over your flower. You slowly and gently began to rub your sensitive button in circles, a low moan escaping your lips at the smooth feeling. The sound of your arousal squelching echoed off the walls in your room, drawing a low grunt from the half naked man at the foot of your bed as he continued to palm himself.

“I’ll show you how pretty she is, only if I get to see how hard the sound of my needy pussy made you first. Can you do that for me?” You continued to play with yourself, applying the tiniest amount of pressure. He immediately lifted his hips and slid his boxers off of his hips with ease.

His length was finally revealed to you, springing out effortlessly with him sighing blissfully at the feeling. Watching it slap his stomach gently, the tip going past his belly button, had you moaning at the sight. Your leaking entrance clenched with need as you thought of his member thrusting into you slow and hard, the prominent veins rubbing against your smooth, wet walls deliciously.

“Mmmm~ that dick is so pretty.” You admitted as you lifted your hips to remove your thong. You slid it off your legs and threw it in a random direction away from you. Your other set of lips spread slowly as you opened your legs again, showcasing your beautiful sensitive flower glistening with your wetness. “It’s so hard for me already, babe. I know you wish you stretching this tight, wet, warm pussy with every inch.” Your hand reached for your slit, spreading your labia to display your opening.

It was already starting to become too much for Hobie. The way you uttered such naughty words with ease, how you played with your beautiful pussy so delicately, the way you looked into the camera with such lust and longing desire. He bit his lip at the alluring sight before him, eyes rolling back as they closed for a moment when his shaft throb for attention.

You moved your hand so that you were touching your delicate bud again, letting out a pornographic moan as you started to rub it in circles again. “I wanna watch you make yourself feel good too, baby. Spit on your hand, get that aching cock nice and wet for me, and stroke it nice and slow. I don’t want you getting close too fast, okay?”

He instantly did what your smooth, gentle voice commanded him to do. The sensation of his moisturized hand slowly sliding down to the base of his length made a deep groan fall from his lips. He slid his hand up to his tip with the same pace, hissing at the feeling of himself softly pulsate in his grip. He found a rhythm rather quickly, a rhythm that already had his head lulling back in bliss as he imagined it was your pretty, dripping hole gripping him gently as you rode his erect member.

“Mmn~ fuck.” You whimpered as you felt your opening leak more of your sweet extract at the lustful view of his now glistening girth pulsate in his slender hands. The friction of his hand spreading his spit around him could be heard as he watched you play with yourself. “You’re throbbing so hard for me already. You like watching me play with my needy pussy for you, baby?” Your hand moved downward to tease your leaking hole, and you let out a short, low purr followed by a sharp gasp when you felt the tip of your middle finger almost enter.

The pretty boy in front of you analyzed your face and body with hooded eyes clouded with hunger and eagerness to cum with you, wishing it was the tip of his dick teasing your entrance. A deep, animalistic growl escaped his throat as he began to thrust his hips into hand at a steady pace. “Shit.” He moaned when he started to flick his wrist as he continued to caress his length, stroking at faster pace.

“Ooh~ my finger slides in so easily.” You moaned breathlessly when you felt your smooth, greedy walls suck your digit into yourself. You slowly thrusted your coated finger in and out twice before pulling it out, watching a string of your arousal stretch from your core attached to your digit. The strand of your extract broke when brought your hand to your face, sucking the juices off but making sure your finger was still moist enough so you can slip it into your hungry opening again.

Hobie grunted eagerly as he watched you. His release was building up slowly, but he held it in. “So fucking good.” He groaned lowly feeling his pleasure intensify, the pace he stroked his girth never faltering.

You eased your index finger in after penetrating yourself with your middle for a while, your mouth falling agape at the delightful feeling of being stretched out slightly. Curving your slick digits upwards, another sharp gasp escaped your mouth as you felt the tip of them gently press again a spongy spot inside your dripping core. “Oh, yes, right fucking there.” You whined desperately at the new feeling, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you continued motioning your fingers upward.

At this point you and Hobie forgot about the phone that was recording your sinful actions and naughty sounds. You were both in a state of euphoria— the sensual noises coming from guy’s mouth, your arousal squelching and leaking nonstop with every thrust of your fingers, the sight you both had as you watched each other masturbate intensely with the same amount of eagerness. It was enough to bring you both closer to that release y’all were so desperate to receive.

Your hips bucked into your hand as the pace you thrusted your dripping fingers became faster and sloppier, your free hand gripping the covers on your bed tightly as you felt the small pressure in your stomach start to expand. “Fuck, Hobie, I’m gonna cum so hard for you. I’m so close, baby~, i’m so close.” You babbled mindlessly as you brought the hand that was gripping your sheets to you aching clit, rubbing it in steady circles to quicken the arrival of your powerful orgasm.

“M’ right behind you, love. Get that nut, baby. Fuck… I’m right there with you.” He encouraged you with a growl. The pet names, his seductive voice, and seeing the pace of his thrusting hips increase as he watched you bring yourself to the most mind shattering orgasm was all you needed to make the pressure in stomach pop as you made a delicious mess on the bed and floor below you.

Your eyes slowly rolled to the back of your head and jaw fell open as you came with a long, loud, moan. Your juices flew out of your pulsating entrance when you quickly removed your fingers from inside of you, rubbing your clit in circles rapidly making your squirting essence fly in any and every direction.

Hobie watched the voluptuous scene in front of him with a slightly gaped mouth, breathing heavily and rapidly as it brought him to his climax. His eyebrows furrowed in bliss, his stomach and testicles tightening as he milked himself with his hand. A loud groan exited his throat as he angled his girth towards his stomach and released, ropes of his seed painting his beautiful melanated torso. The hand he used to jerk himself off reduced its speed as he slowly came down from his high.

You both sat in your current positions regulating your breathing after the intense mutual masturbation session. When your breathing began to balance out, you heard a quiet whimper come from the attractive man in front of you. Your eyes made their way to him, seeing him slowly stroke his still erect girth with his head thrown back.

You threw your legs off your bed and got off of it, walking towards the tripod and stopping the recording. You sent the video to Hobie before making your way in front him, kneeling down and gently placing your hand on his thighs as you looked up at his pretty fucked out face. He felt your hands run up his thighs and to his hand to remove it from his length.

He looked down at the beautiful woman in front of him with a raised eyebrow, wondering what she planned on doing. All of his wonder went out the window when he watched her bring one of her hands to his thick, long member jerking him up and down once just to feel him throb. She then brought her head down a bit, slowly licking a wet line from his balls to the sensitive spot below his tip as she looked him in his eyes with hers feigning innocence.

“Fuck. Baby, don’t tease me like that.” He he groaned breathlessly at the sensation. She chuckled seductively at his words, kissing the head of his dick before spitting on it. She brought her hand back to his length to spread the moisture around him, feeling her lower region begin to ache for attention again when she heard him whine at the feeling of her warm fist starting to jerk him off at an agonizingly slow pace.

Hobie’s eyebrows creased in confusion when he felt her stop her movements, but his confused expression was immediately replaced with a slack jaw and his eyes rolling back when he felt her lips wrap around him gently. “Mmm~ so soft.” He moaned as she pushed her head lower onto him with her humming at the taste of him taking over her tastebuds.

“Oh- ooh, shit. What the fuck?” He moaned blissfully in bewilderment as she immediately slid his girth down her throat. She contracted the walls of her throat around his manhood as she started moving her head up and down.

The feeling of her warm lips and wet, tight throat wrapped around him has his eyes behind his head for the thousandth time tonight. One of his slender hands made their way to her soft, messy hair, gripping it gently as he held her head down and began to thrust his hips into her face. “Your throat feels so good, doll. Oh, my…” He trailed off with a needy whine.

He thrusted his hips faster, her eyes beginning to water as he slid further and further down her esophagus. She felt him gently throb in her mouth as she mentally thanked the man above for not having a gag reflex. She hummed around him once more to bring him closer to his second release.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh, f-fuck, baby. I’m gonna cum. I’m-” His babbling stopped abruptly due to his climax crashing down on him. He groaned breathlessly as he throbbed repeatedly and came down her throat, still holding her head down and keeping his hips still.

Once she felt his member slowly start to become flaccid, she pulled her head up and removed her lips from him with a pop. She looked up at him with innocent eyes as she swallowed every drop of cum he fed her, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out to show him afterwards.

He smiled proudly at the sight, watching her come up from her position on the floor and straddle his laptop. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hers made their way around his neck and rested on the back of her chair. “I didn’t think you had that in you, love.” He spoke teasingly as he looked up at her with his bright, gorgeous smile.

She chuckled at his comments before responding. “You didn’t think I had a lot of things inside me. Now look at where we are.” You both laughed lightly at your statement, Hobie pushing you down towards him by your back and gently pressing his lips onto yours.

You instantly melted into the kiss as he gripped your thighs and stood up with your legs wrapped around his hips. He walked towards your bed and laid you down on it, him laying next to you as you guy’s lips separated. You faced each other, one of your hands making their way to the back his neck as you started to playing in his hair.

“So, about those sex toys you mentioned earlier…” You spoke with a playful grin.

“Oh, my days- no. Good night.” He responded with playful frustration, Shuffling his body closer to yours and stuffing his face into your neck and wrapping his arms around you. You laughed at his tone and words, holding him close to you as you rubbed his back gently.

Both of you enjoyed the fact that after engaging in such sinful activities, you can still joke around like nothing happened. You also really appreciated how he didn’t judge you and made sure that you knew his intentions and perspective of you were still pure… kind of. He really enjoyed what went down tonight, and he hoped that you guys could do it again sometime.

And you felt the same exact way.

I know the ending seems rushed I apologize guys 😭 I said this was gonna be posted Thursday night and I MEANT IT okay. But I hope you guys enjoyed!! My first smut on tumblr and more to come 💕

[thesilliestrovingalive]

Updated: November 10, 2024

Reworked Character #1: Marco Rossi

POTENTIAL TRIGGER: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to neglect, self-harm, alcoholism, SA, death, and torture.

Real name: Marchrius Dennis Rossi

Alias: Intelligent Soldier

Occupation: Major of the P.F. Squad

Retirement plans: Become a mechatronics engineer, foster a bunch of kittens, and start a company that designs and develops functional computer models, artificial intelligence, and cybersecurity programs for both military and civilian usage

Special skills: Proficiency in lightweight firearms, mechatronics engineering, computer science, intimidation tactics, and drunken-style boxing

Hobbies: Creating artificial intelligence and technological viruses from scratch, calculating complex mathematical equations and running times of computer programs in his head, taking naps at his desk, completing crossword puzzles, and stargazing

Likes: Cat cafes, maintaining his manliness, his quick mental calculation, going on smoke breaks with Tarma, Eri, and Tequila, and subway rides where there are little to no people around him

Dislikes: Large lines in front of restaurants, being wrongfully distracted from work, spending vast quantities of time away from Perifa and Midori, computer crashes paired with slow Internet, and torture

Favourite food: Chinese noodles (preferably its mildly spicy) and barbecued burgers and hotdogs with onions and honey-flavoured carrots

Sexuality: Sex-repulsed, aromantic asexual

Gender: Male

Age: 17 (in 2022), 23 (in 2028), 25 (in 2030), 27 (in 2032), 29 (in 2034), 36 (in 2041), 38 (in 2043), 39 (in 2044), and 42 (in 2047)

Blood type: A-

Weight: 162 lbs. (73.48 cm)

Design: He's a 5' 7" (170.18 cm) Italian-American ectomorph with an average musculature, broad shoulders, ivory skin, a cleft chin, and dull turquoise eyes. Marco sports wavy strawberry blonde hair, characterised by a large forelock that falls to the tip of his nose on the right side. On the left, two short, thick strands with subtle waves curve gracefully above his eyebrow. His features are further accentuated by well-groomed sideburns and a neatly trimmed chinstrap beard.

He bears occasional dark circles under his eyes and a distinctive glass left eye in a lighter turquoise hue. He has accumulated several battle scars: a few stab wounds on his right shoulder; vertical cuts on his chest; a deep slice mark extending from the left side of his nose bridge to the back of his trapezius muscle; multiple lacerations and severe burns on his back; a large patch of scar tissue on his right lumbar region; and bullet wounds on both calves and one on his left thigh. To cope with his emotional pain, he has a history of self-harm, which has resulted in the horizontal scars visible on his right forearm, hips, and inner thighs.

He's well-known for his cutting-edge, cybernetic left arm crafted from sleek, high-strength metallic alloys and advanced, artificially intelligent flexi-circuits, allowing for enhanced strength, agility, dexterity, and precision. It also has micro-sensors and neural interfaces seamlessly integrating with Marco’s nervous system for intuitive control. It possesses a high-strength, serrated blade made of tungsten, capable of extending up to 12 inches (30.48 cm) from the forearm. It can temporarily deploy an energy shield that surrounds him, providing protection from incoming attacks. This shield is powered by advanced capacitors and optimised for maximum efficiency using AI technology.

Marco's military gear consists of a white headband, a metal dog tag necklace with his name, and a platinum grey sleeveless shirt. He wears a crimson vest with four pockets and an embroidered logo of the P.F. Squad on the back, alongside khaki-green army cargo pants tucked into his olive green paratrooper boots. He also wears a leather belt with a snap-on silver buckle, mahogany gloves, a sheath for his combat knife, and a gun holster for his trusty handgun. The pockets of Marco's army cargo pants carry two boxes of cigars, while his vest contains a gilded lighter he found in Gerhardt City, a black case for his garnet-hued reading glasses, and an old photograph of pre-teen him, his father, and his childhood cat on a leash at a park during autumn.

Over his shirt, he wears a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries his walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. His right forearm is wrapped in worn gauze, and he wears two black bandoliers that form an X-shape, holding bullets for his handgun. Marco carries a khaki-green load-bearing backpack containing camping equipment, tactical explosives, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, a Gatling shot, and a thunder shot. He's always carrying around a red-orange laptop adorned with a bronze circle on the lid, housing a black six-pointed star at its centre. This custom laptop serves as his mobile command centre, where he develops malware to breach enemy cybersecurity, tackles various classified technological assignments for the military, and works on personal software projects.

He wears his father's circular, gilded watch on his right wrist, using it to check the time as a reminder of his father's enduring presence and an opportunity to seek guidance from the past. The timepiece features an ivory dial with burgundy hands and black Roman numerals from I to XII, interspersed with four thin etchings. Additional details include a secondary display bar showing the time and AM/PM indicator, while a leather strap is secured with a matching gold buckle.

Character summary: He's a charismatic and cautious leader who takes immense pride in his high intellect, computer expertise, and masculinity. He's a self-reliant introvert who prefers to accept help and emotional support from others when absolutely necessary. His stoic demeanour is a constant, making it challenging for him to show humour or vulnerability. Due to being a workaholic, he has developed a harmful habit of neglecting his own basic needs, including eating when necessary. He mainly struggles with loneliness because he finds it difficult to form meaningful connections due to his exceptionally high intellect, which can make it challenging for others who may not be able to keep up with his level of understanding. He also struggles with major depressive disorder, trust issues, a fear of abandonment, and unresolved trauma stemming from past experiences. While Marco tends to internalise his emotions, he has learned to open up to trusted individuals when his burdens become too overwhelming to bear alone.

Despite his gentle and taciturn nature, he's capable of being ruthless and will fly into a deep rage when General Morden's name is mentioned near him. When interrogating others, he employs a menacing tone, his aloof demeanour making those on the receiving end feel uneasy and intimidated. He doesn't hesitate to wield threats of violence or exploit vulnerabilities, and with Trevor by his side, his intimidation factor is amplified. He's a socially awkward loner who doesn't tolerate distractions and has a strong fear of losing his current friends.

When experiencing great distress in relation to past trauma, he's prone to having a full-blown mental breakdown and indulging in suicidal ideation. Marco tends to get stressed easily, which has led to him developing a chain-smoking habit. He privately grapples with self-harm and binge drinking, often consuming multiple beers at once, while concealing his struggles with alcoholism and suicidal thoughts from those around him. He attempts to conceal his struggles with alcoholism by either excessively partying or withdrawing socially, and privately harms himself due to his reluctance to burden others or cause unnecessary concern. Additionally, he struggles with denial, finding it difficult to accept the loss of his father and former war comrades, and resisting the idea that he needs professional mental health support.

He has a dry sense of humour that he rarely showcases, and when he does, his witty remarks often blend English and Italian. Having learned some Japanese from Tarma and Eri, he occasionally sprinkles Japanese phrases into his jokes. He deeply cares about his friends and will stop at nothing to protect them, even if it means putting his own life at risk. He finds great comfort in the presence of his best friend, Tarma, thanks to his breezy and optimistic attitude. Although he doesn't always show it, he genuinely enjoys Tarma's jokes and appreciates listening to them, even if they occasionally test his patience. Additionally, he cherishes his calico shorthair cat, Perifa, a heartwarming birthday gift he received from Fio prior to the Survival Island Occupation.

He’s in a polyamorous queerplatonic relationship with Fio and Tarma, a bond that satisfies his deep-seated longing for emotional intimacy. He’s close friends with Trevor, regularly mentoring him in computer skills like reading binary code and enjoying social time together, but their occasional marijuana use has raised concerns due to Marco's pre-existing unhealthy smoking habits. He holds Tequila in high esteem, recognizing his pivotal contributions to the success of the Regular Army and S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. special forces unit. He deeply values his wisdom, open-mindedness, fatherly demeanour, and exceptional covert agent skills. He dislikes accompanying Nadia on shopping trips because her constant meddling and overly inquisitive nature frustrate him.

Having never experienced raising children, he had always doubted his ability to provide love and be a good parental figure, consumed as he was by his own interests and mental health issues. But everything changed on Christmas, in the aftermath of the Unforeseen Invader Conquest, when he adopted an abandoned baby girl with striking features: pinkish-orange hair streaked with pale blonde and bright teal eyes flecked with dark brown. With the guidance and support of his friends, he discovered valuable parenting skills and named his new daughter Midori. He transformed into a loving, supportive, and overprotective father, dedicated to ensuring her happiness and safety. He made it a point to offer wise advice, hoping to spare her from his own past mistakes.

He found immense joy in watching Midori form close bonds with his friends, affectionately regarding them as uncles, aunts, and grandparents. Her friendship with Pocke, Walter's adoptive son and a Martian infant, brought him equal delight. He was particularly grateful for the ways his friends nurtured Midori's passions: Tarma and Alisa encouraged her interest in engineering, while Walter and Trevor fostered her love of music. He can't imagine a world without his adoptive daughter, who has brought him a new sense of purpose and motivated him to overcome his personal hardships.

He often mistakes Sophia Greenville for his mother due to their similar appearance, and he's always embarrassed when he accidentally calls her "mom”. Nevertheless, he's deeply grateful for the maternal affection she shows him, treating him like a son and unknowingly becoming the kind of mother he wishes he had. He finds comfort in spending quality time with his cat, affectionately referred to as his "dramatic little princess”. He enjoys engaging in playtime, giving gentle pets, and even using soothing baby talk to calm his feline companion. He's easily offended by people who rudely insult cats, going as far as to comfort the insulted feline and silently glaring at the person who uttered such words.

Whenever he's had too much to drink, he starts to act rowdy, easy-going, overly affectionate, and clingy. When sexual activity is mentioned, he reacts with extreme discomfort as he finds it to be disgusting. He’ll either become nauseous or start gagging, displaying expressions of strong distaste towards the person discussing the topic. If he unexpectedly encounters someone engaging in sexual activity, he often experiences a panic attack, feeling lightheaded and overwhelmed. In such situations, he usually tries to seek comfort and support from a trusted individual to talk to and receive a reassuring hug. This experience may also trigger unpleasant thoughts related to sexual matters, leading him to fear that he's somehow perverted and disgusting. He'll only lose his temper with others if they say something extremely rude to him or his friends, intend to hurt his loved ones or tell him blatant lies. Although he tends to have a pessimistic outlook on life, he sometimes manages to see the brighter side of things. 

He has a sleepwalking habit, often accompanied by vivid dreams of fighting or killing someone, which greatly annoys and frightens Tarma, who’s frequently the target of these nocturnal episodes. He resents being hailed as a war hero due to his intense aversion to fame and his conviction that conflict should prompt sombre reflection, not glorification. He dislikes flirtatious advances and has low tolerance for complaining, bullying or excessive talking, which can trigger irritability and extreme defensiveness. He feels uneasy with romantic inquiries and is secretly intimidated by Gimlet, whose rape threats, relentless verbal aggression, and frequent heated confrontations leave him on edge. He has a commanding presence that demands respect, and his consistently serious demeanour can make him seem intimidating and unapproachable to others.

He's incredibly introspective and prone to questioning the intentions of his friends and his own worthiness of having meaningful friendships. He defines his masculinity by embodying traits like physical strength, courage, independence, leadership, and assertiveness. However, he makes a conscious effort to avoid toxic masculinity by ensuring his behaviour doesn't harm others' feelings or self-worth. Despite this balanced approach, he admits to having some vanity regarding specific issues he considers unbefitting of his ideal masculinity, such as sagging pants and carrying toys, as he sees these as detrimental to personal dignity.

He's a consequentialist who believes that all life forms are more capable of destruction, ultimately prevailing the act of creation. He also believes that all conflicts are gradually moving towards the equitable unification and collective strength of humanity. In his perspective, it'll pave the way for a new era free from violence, hate, and political corruption.

Backstory: Marchrius Dennis Rossi was born on April 13, 2005 in Twin Falls, Idaho, United States. Marco's mother, Katalina, was a researcher for a secret government project, and his father, Salvatore Rossi, was stuck in a dead-end office job. His parents had a distant relationship and had Marco, hoping that a child would bring them closer together and fix their broken marriage, but they often ignored each other and argued. Katalina had never wanted Marco, viewing him as an unplanned consequence and a responsibility that hindered her career. His father provided unwavering support and care, while his mother was neglectful and emotionally absent, hiding her true behaviour behind closed doors. But despite this, Marco shocked his parents by exhibiting a fast-growing intelligence at a very young age.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he muttered his first word, "daddy". He learned how to walk at 3 months old and showed advanced motor skills by 5 and a half months. He skipped object permanence altogether and completed his first crossword puzzle at just 1 year old, astonishingly understanding political terms. By the age of 2, he had memorised all 50 U.S. states and read two books in their entirety, demonstrating a profound understanding of their documented subjects: moral philosophy and psychoanalysis. By 4, he was answering calculus-level questions and describing his feelings about endangered animals in zoos with sophisticated vocabulary.

From the age of 2, he would occasionally see a pair of glowing red eyes in darkened corners or places drenched in darkness. He described them as always watching him and swore that they belonged to a living, breathing creature that seamlessly blended into the darkness. When he turned 5, he created an imaginary friend as an excuse to enjoy his alone time and avoid befriending the children who frequented the local park. This imaginary friend was named "Jubby", and Marco often drew him, depicting him as an anthropomorphic snow leopard with golden eagle wings, Komodo dragon legs, and a face covered in a ball of black scribbles.

Before he turned 6, his neglectful mother, Katalina, grew fed up with how "weird" he was. She was also annoyed by his persistent fear of a glowing pair of red eyes that watched him occasionally and his uninterested attitude towards forming connections. While Salvatore was away from home, Katalina took matters into her own hands and packed her belongings. Before leaving, she noticed Marco standing before the basement door, which was wide open. She investigated and saw the same glowing pair of red eyes, which terrified her.

Believing that Marco was attracting an evil spirit, she pushed him down the basement stairs and locked the door, hoping to contain the perceived threat. Abandoning Marco, she left the house, leaving him absolutely terrified. Marco attempted to cope with the trauma by conjuring up Jubby, but he claimed that his imaginary friend never came to his aid. This painful realisation marked the day he began to harbour resentment towards his mother, feeling unappreciated, unloved, and viewed as a burdensome presence in her life. When Salvatore returned home and discovered that Marco was trapped in the basement by Katalina, he was infuriated. His father attempted to track down Katalina, but it was too late. This traumatic event instilled in him a lasting fear of heading down into dark basements alone.

During his time in grade 1, Marco struggled to make friends and often looked sad when he saw other children with their mothers, a concern his father noticed. To cheer him up, his father brought home a Turkish Angora with a black, orange, and white fur coat, which sparked Marco's love for felines. As a result of his childhood cat's fondness for eating bugs, he affectionately named her Grubley. At the age of five, his father introduced him to the world of computing, igniting a passion for computer science that would last a lifetime. Salvatore was always supportive of Marco and his passions, encouraging him to excel in school, chase his dreams, and make the most of the opportunities life has to offer.

Marco knew he had an uncle, but his father forbade him from seeing him. Salvatore had warned him that his uncle was untrustworthy due to his con artist lifestyle and struggled with alcoholism. However, he was permitted to visit his aunt and grandparents, who were incredibly kind. They encouraged him to appreciate nature and the simple things in life, rather than spending all his time on the computer. He has fond memories of his grandfather teaching him how to barbecue. His grandmother, an immigrant from Italy, taught him some Italian and often shared photographs she had taken in her home country before moving to the United States.

His father unknowingly sparked his interest in the Tuatha Dé Danann, an ancient race of demigods that existed before all life, and two antediluvian places, Atlantis and Ultima Thule. He would silently observe his father spend a short amount of time researching these fascinating topics when not working. Marco would eventually discover that he has a slight hint of Tuatha Dé Danann DNA, leading him to wonder if others might also have ancestral ties tracing back to the Hadean Eon.

He was bullied by many students for being perceived as "friendless" and for having an abnormally high intelligence, leaving him feeling isolated. A few students attempted to befriend him, but he rebuffed their efforts, fearing they would eventually abandon him. He also struggled to connect with them on an intellectual level, feeling like an outsider. During high school, he was involved in a few physical altercations, but he typically managed to defuse the situations with his words or, if necessary, defend himself relentlessly. In his spare time, he mastered the unconventional art of drunken-style boxing, giving him an edge in self-defence. Despite his school troubles, he excelled in all his classes and achieved outstanding grades in mathematics and computer science courses.

Before graduating from a state technical high school, Salvatore died due to health complications caused by Huntington's disease. Shortly after, Marco's beloved cat, Grubley, peacefully passed away in her sleep. Marco was devastated by these losses, compounded by the shocking revelation that his father had been secretly battling Huntington's disease without ever sharing his struggle with him. The last gift his father gave him was a red-orange laptop, which was intended to be a graduation present. Rather than letting the tragedy consume him, he transformed his grief into a driving force, cultivating resilience and independence. To move forward, he made the difficult decision to distance himself from his remaining family, seeking to leave the past behind and forge a new path.

He began developing artificial intelligence to engage in online debates and sophisticated computer software, including anti-viruses and error-checking tools, as a means to earn a living and hone his programming skills. He went so far as to meticulously rebuild and upgrade the desktop computer in his father's old office at home, enhancing both its design and performance. Marco decided to attend officer's school at the Academy of Special Technologies and subsequently joined the prestigious Peregrine Falcons Squad shortly after graduation.

Unlike many of his peers, he quickly distinguished himself through his exceptional leadership skills and computer expertise, earning him a spot as 1st Lieutenant of the P.F. Squad. This was also when he met Tarma, forming a fast friendship after discussing their interests, reminiscing on their childhoods, and having a couple of beers. Tarma was his first real friend, whom he holds dear, despite viewing him as a “maniacal gearhead”. Through his friendship with Tarma, he discovered the value of having friends and stepped out of his comfort zone to befriend the other members of the P.F. Squad and Regular Army. He would also gradually develop a queerplatonic relationship with Tarma as he deeply cherished their friendship and came to realise that it filled a void of emotional intimacy left by his father's passing.

During his time in the P.F. Squad, Marco created a computer virus for fun, which inadvertently spread to the Regular Army's mainframe server. The virus destroyed several security systems, compromised the lowest echelons of the Regular Army, and nearly triggered the launch of a nuclear missile. Fortunately, a military scout named Trevor, whom Marco would meet years later during his recruitment into the P.F. Squad, managed to stop it. Marco refuses to discuss this potentially disastrous incident, even after a few too many beers.

When the Amadeus Syndicate served as the scientific and medical branch of the Regular Army, Marco met Doctor Amadeus, the organisation's founder and Nadia's clone mother. They had a cordial relationship, and Doctor Amadeus was particularly impressed by Marco's exceptional computer skills. She wanted to utilise his talents for a bioengineering experiment, aiming to create super soldiers using abandoned Martian and Invader technology.

During a battle against a terrorist attack, Marco suffered severe injuries and was taken to one of the original Amadeus Syndicate's medical facilities to recover. Doctor Amadeus seized this opportunity to force herself upon him to collect semen and DNA samples, leaving him deeply traumatised. The experience was so distressing that Marco tried to suppress the memory, inadvertently forgetting much of the history and purpose of the Amadeus Syndicate in the process. He also swore his revenge to kill Doctor Amadeus one day for what she did to him. As a result of this event, he began to act strangely anxious and slightly aggressive when in a hospital or near Nadia for prolonged periods of time.

During the first coup led by General Morden, he scraped together the remnants of the Regular Army government forces to reassemble the P.F. Squad. He became the leader of the governmental resistance against General Morden but at a great cost. As he, his comrades, and his friends were approaching the last known base of the Rebel Army, disaster struck. General Morden and his soldiers ambushed them, seizing the opportunity to decimate the remnants of the P.F. Squad, leaving Marco with mental and physical scars that would haunt him forever. 

Marco endured unimaginable suffering at the hands of General Morden, Allen O'Neil, and the Rebel soldiers, who brutally tortured him, gouged out his left eye, and severed his left arm. After experiencing a strange tingling sensation of familiarity, General Morden realised that Marco possessed Tuatha Dé Danann heritage. Intrigued, he discreetly collected DNA samples from Marco, which would later be utilised by the Amadeus Syndicate for experimentation in bioengineering and advanced military technology. The cruelty continued as Morden forced Marco to witness the slaughter and torture of his comrades and friends. Devastated by the losses and horrors he experienced, Marco teetered on the brink of giving up. He was even convinced that his best friend, Tarma, had perished, plunging him into a deep depression. 

However, Tarma managed to escape the Rebel Army's clutches and staged a daring rescue, reuniting with Marco. With Tarma's emotional support and his own newfound rage, Marco found the strength to keep fighting. Before confronting General Morden, Tarma constructed his prosthetic left arm using technological debris and cutting-edge medical technology available to the Regular Army. However, it took him a couple of weeks to adapt to his new limb. Together, they became legendary heroes, ultimately defeating Morden and restoring world peace. Marco's bravery earned him the rank of Major, but he soon grew to resent his war hero status as he realised that the media often glorifies conflict.

Marco continued to lead the P.F. Squad together with Tarma, who is the true linchpin of the elite task force of the Regular Army. Marco joined forces with Tarma, Fio, and Eri for a second mission to thwart General Morden's second coup. Although the mission technically failed, as they captured a Martian troop from the Pipovulaj Army disguised as General Morden, the Regular Army's higher-ups deemed it a success nonetheless. This moment got on Marco's nerves as he deeply desired to see General Morden brought to justice and face the full consequences of his actions.

Following this success, Marco attempted to resign, but his higher-ups quickly denied his request. They insisted on his participation in a mission to eliminate the remaining remnants of the Rebel Army and other operations addressing threats to global peace such as the Pipovulaj Army.

[i-did-not-mean-to]

Virginity

Only mild suggestive content for this <3

As every month, it has been an honour and a joy!

Prompt: Virginity -First Kiss

Pairing: Turgon x Finrod

Words: 1100

Warnings: Virginity, Seduction, work relationship, questionable power dynamics

Finrod was about to call it a night. He’d taken his coat and had dutifully tidied his desk to leave everything spick and span for the long weekend ahead—thus padding along the old, horrifyingly tiled hallway leisurely, he suddenly caught a sliver of light cutting across the worn floor like a blade.

For a moment, he hesitated.

After having squandered most of his youth with wonderfully enjoyable and entirely unregretted frivolities, he’d grudgingly accepted a post as a teaching assistant at the local university to placate his worried family.

Initially, Finrod had not intended to stay here long, but the surprisingly young and sinfully handsome professor he’d been assigned to had inadvertently convinced him to linger in this wholly inappropriate career for longer than he’d ever stayed in a previous job.

Pressing his lips together, he knocked on the door. Probably, he thought, Turgon had merely forgotten to turn off the lights—stupidly hoping and dreaming that he’d find himself alone with his bewitching superior on the deserted campus, as he well knew, would only lead to bitter regrets that might well ruin his enjoyment of the long drive ahead of him.

When his eyes hit the figure, bent intently over a stack of papers, Finrod suppressed a tremulous sigh.

Of course, someone as diligent as Turgon would never leave the light in his tiny, orderly office burning or omit to lock the door.

Finrod’s overactive imagination bolted, flooding his head with deliciously devious visions of utter depravity at once.

He cleared his throat awkwardly—he knew that he shouldn’t, by rights, even be here, disturbing Turgon in his late-night musings, but the idea of being caught gawking at the other man was more mortifying than to announce his trespassing brazenly.

“Oh? I thought you’d left already,” Turgon gasped when he lifted his slightly blurry gaze and tried to get his eyes to focus on the golden apparition of youthful beauty standing in front of him. “Is there a problem? Is the gate stuck again?”

“No, I…I didn’t make it outside yet,” Finrod admitted. “I saw light in your study, and I wanted to check whether…”

He didn’t quite know how to finish that sentence.

“Indeed,” Turgon said with a discreet cough after a moment of prolonged silence. “I thought you had plans for the long weekend?”

“Don’t you?” Finrod burst out, letting his eyes sweep through the room before settling his sparkling gaze on the stern, statuesque visage of the enigma that occupied and tormented his thoughts more often than he cared to admit.

“No,” Turgon admitted. “My family does not have a summerhouse by the sea.”

Something—presumably the thing that had driven him halfway across the world and from one adventure to the next—reared its reckless head deep within Finrod’s soul.

“You’re very welcome to join me! You work too much, you know? Some strong cocktails and sweet kisses by the ocean would do you good.”

“Kisses?” Turgon asked sharply.

Under the merciless glare of the overhead fixture, it was cruelly evident that his face had heated up with either anger or embarrassment.

Sliding closer, Finrod grinned charmingly. “Yeah, kisses. You know what they are, right? Otherwise, I spot a dictionary just over yonder—I can fetch it for you.”

“In theory, I’m familiar with the concept,” Turgon replied tersely, drawing up his shoulders defensively.

“I have a sister, brothers, and some of my cousins might join us,” Finrod smirked. “And—if that’s not too forward an offer—there’s also always me.”

Again, Turgon coughed. The sound betrayed definite nervousness now, which only emboldened Finrod further.

By now, he’d managed to wedge himself between Turgon and the blasted documents he kept perusing blindly as if to anchor himself.

This extraordinary feat of flexibility and grace had been achieved by purposefully throwing one long leg over the chair, to which the other seemed rooted, while pushing aside the paperwork with his perky behind.

“Have you really never kissed anyone?” he purred into Turgon’s ever so slightly pink ear.

“Maybe nobody’s ever bothered kissing me,” the captive professor murmured defiantly.

“Highly unlikely. Nevertheless, that can be changed. Would that please you? After all, your wish is my command, boss.”

Turgon’s head snapped up sharply, and he immediately lost himself in the sea-green depths of Finrod’s gleaming eyes—he found that he longed to take his mouthy assistant by his word and accompany him to the seaside to drown in that cool, sparkling colour.

“I’m waiting,” Finrod hummed gently.

“Very well, there’s a first time for everything, I guess,” Turgon said, realising too late that he was babbling—an undignified habit he thoroughly despised—and closing his mouth just in time to feel warm, soft lips brush playfully against his tingling skin.

Finrod, he learned, smelled like summer and sun, and his lips bore the faint taste of the disgustingly sticky candies he ate all day long.

Bracing his feet against the carpeted floor and surging up, Turgon dove into that careful kiss with all the unleashed, uncontrollable hunger of a man who’d been denied such a bounty for too long.

“Come with me,” Finrod pleaded, toppling off the desk and into Turgon’s lap with a muted moan. He would not have cared if they’d fallen over, because even the idea of cracking open his skull against the old, rusty radiator was a risk he’d have taken if it meant that he’d get closer to that tall, firm body he’d thus far only ever touched in his most outrageous, unprofessional dreams.

“I don’t know about these things,” Turgon whimpered as he felt Finrod’s daring hand slip between their bodies to trace the bulge of his growing arousal teasingly. “I’ve never…”

“You’ve been so good to me,” Finrod interrupted, punctuating every word with another nipping kiss. “You’ve taught me the ropes of this job. Let me pay you back—I’ll be your teacher this time.”

The incredulous expression on the other’s face made him guffaw aloud.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be more patient and upbeat than you’ve been. Please, dear Turno, say you’ll try. For me. With me!”

Mirroring Finrod’s ministrations of literal prestidigitation, Turgon bit his lip when his fingers found his teaching assistant fully engorged and straining against the smooth fabric of his light-grey trousers.

He was not only welcome—he was wanted.

Stronger minds and souls than he had succumbed to the siren call of unequivocal, unabashed desire, Turgon knew, and so he felt blameless as he ultimately nodded slowly.

“Is this your letter of resignation?” he asked, regret and anticipation warring within his heaving chest.

“Yes.”

-> Masterlist

@tolkienpinupcalendar Here's another one from me <3

@fellowshipofthefics let's finish with a cute one: First Kiss.

[brownsugarwrites]

pairings: Leon Kennedy x black!fem reader

more workplace to lovers someone save me!!!! also part two to this

There was a soft knock on the door. giving a come in he was graced with the head full of curls peeking in from the door

“i'm just here to bring your paperwork kennedy” you said

your crush on him was getting stronger you couldn't stay in his presence for too long. You sat the file on the desk and began to explain the content of his upcoming mission.

It sucked being away from you especially because there was a chance he wouldn't come back

looking in your eyes he half listened as he took in your appearance. the pretty black and white dress that hugged you so well and your blown out flexi rod set that was bouncing with every small movement you made.

he was mesmerized by you

what he would give to just kiss you once so sweetly. one that you’ll never forget.

but not only that, what would he give to have you bent over on his desk hearing your sweet moans and whimper-

“Kennedy, you’re not even listening right now so im gonna leave and you can read it yourself” you said cutting him off his downbad daydream

“I am listening here take a seat so I can listen to you more” he joked

he didn't care not one bit about that file he just wanted to listen to you talk

rolling your eyes you sat down from across his desk and began going through the content again

leaning back in his chair slightly he gave you a small smile as you finished. gosh were you adorable

you were slightly nervous and he could tell by the way your fingers fumbled with the papers and you not making direct eyecontact with him

“I didnt hear the last thing you said. Could you say it again?” he would tease

pouting shy eyes met his and you continued to ramble. taking a breath once you finished he leaned forward giving a small smile

“thank you for the report sweetheart”

seeing your face flush you responded with a “its no problem kennedy if you have any questions you know where my desk is”

“you know I never had the chance to thank you for the dinner”

face warming even more your brain tried to think of an excuse. you were too nervous to even look him in his eyes how could you survive a date with this man

���well its just been so busy around here so I kinda forgo-“

“do the weekends work? im more than happy to take you out when you have more time” he said cutting you off

simply nodding your eyes adverted around his office again to hide your shyness

“well im gonna head back-“

“let me walk with you”

“kennedy, my desk is like 5 steps away” you said confusedly

not paying attention he got up from his chair to follow you out his office. releasing a low sigh you unexpectedly felt yourself being pinned against the door

turning around to face Leon you asked him what in the actual hell what he was doing

were you nervous? hell yeah. were you slightly turned on right now? absolutely

“you dont have to be nervous around me sweetheart” he would say

there goes that damn pet name again. that always had you smiling and giggling like a young school girl

“im not nervous kennedy” you huff giving that cute pout he likes

fingers reaching your chin he gently lifted your face up to meet his blue eyes

“this isn't exactly appropriate Kennedy ” you meekly whispered

he didn't give a shit about work morale...he wanted you.

God you wanted this so bad. but the thought of a workplace relationship made you nervous.

His scent filled your nose causing your thought to get clouded losing all judgment

“you’re so beautiful you know that right?” he complimented big hand moving towards your cheek to caress it

clearing your throat you gave a thank you shyly. Suddenly gaining a boost of confidence you looked him in his eyes

“are you gonna kiss me or what kennedy” you said at your wits end

one kiss couldn't hurt right?

[whumpshaped]

Helle fr abt to break beck over one of them flexi desks 🍬🧠

[prodeskk]

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As specialists in facilitating business setups, PRO Deskk Solution ensures a seamless and efficient process within Meydan Free Zone, enabling entrepreneurs to capitalize on a plethora of advantages. These encompass 100% ownership, tax exemptions, the ability to recruit foreign talent, high-speed internet access, and streamlined import-export procedures. The flexible desk option is particularly well-suited for businesses not necessitating a permanent physical office space.

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Coworking Space In Jaipur

People are inspired to collaborate and be creative by coworking spaces. Coworking Spaces are the New Office in Jaipur has become quite popular. Because of the idea of working with like-minded people who share their industry knowledge. You can expand your professional network and partner with seasoned professionals that could help your firm, and in such a flexible workplace. You are essentially confined to the same workstation in a traditional office. In contrast, you can switch between flexi or hot desks, dedicated desks, or a coworking café in a coworking space. After all, happiness closely relates to output, both in terms of quantity and quality. Every day you pick up new skills,work space in jaipur expand your knowledge and creativity, make fewer mistakes, and do tasks faster.

What is Coworking?

Coworking facilities are helpful for freelancers who want to maintain a good work-life balance or finish important projects on schedule. So, you can concentrate on the subject at hand by renting a conference room that is silent for the day or a meeting room. People are increasingly looking for workspaces where they can work, interact, and socialize. Which has given rise to the concept of coworking.There are plenty of reasons to consider working in a coworking space. They’re not only conveniently located but also offer additional amenities like free parking, membership passes, and tie-ups with partner businesses. Plus, many coworking spaces offer incredible discounts, which makes them even more appealing. If you enjoy travelling, coworking spaces offer a great way to work, learn and meet new people, therefore, for entrepreneurs. Coworking spaces can be a great place to network and grow their businesses.

The benefits of coworking spaces include cost reductions, reduced infrastructure costs, and reduced fixed capital expenditures. The Best Desk coworking space in Jaipur provides office solution right in the heart of Jaipur, for cooperate, freelancers, startups and business travelers.

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Best Desk Cove thinks that Coworking Spaces are the New Office. At Best Desk, we provide you with the functional workspace, network, and facilities you need to set your business up for success. Our supportive environment is perfect for entrepreneurs looking to take their business to the next level. With access to expert advice and resources, you’ll be on your way to success in no time. This provides you with the open office design, coworking space in jaipur easy accessibility with the inspired interior and a collaborative working environment for their customers. The location of the Best Desk coworking space was provided on the internet for the reference of their customers. While sharing space such as Best Desk you can get a lot of creative ideas from people from various fields.

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Top 5 Benefits of Setting Up a Company in a Sharjah Free Zone

Sharjah, one of the UAE’s most dynamic business hubs, has emerged as an attractive destination for entrepreneurs and businesses looking to expand in the Middle East and Asia. Its free zones offer competitive benefits, making it an ideal choice for startups and established companies. From full foreign ownership to strategic location advantages, here are five reasons to consider when exploring Sharjah-free zone company setup costs.

1. 100% Foreign Ownership

One of the most significant advantages of establishing a business in a Sharjah-free zone is the ability to retain 100% foreign ownership. Unlike mainland UAE companies, where a local sponsor may be required, businesses in Sharjah’s free zones can be entirely owned by foreign nationals.

This level of ownership is particularly appealing to investors and entrepreneurs who want full control of their operations, finances, and decision-making processes.

The UAE’s policies in Sharjah’s free zones allow for autonomy and help foreign investors confidently establish their enterprises, knowing they have full rights and legal protections for their business assets.

2. Affordable Setup Costs

Sharjah offers more cost-effective options than other free zones in the UAE, making it highly attractive to startups, freelancers, and small to medium-sized enterprises (SMEs). Sharjah Free Zone has designed affordable packages with low-cost business licenses and minimal setup fees. These affordable options also extend to annual renewals, which means businesses can maintain operational costs at a reasonable level.

Licensing costs, visa fees, and administrative expenses are structured to accommodate budgets, enabling entrepreneurs to enter the market without significant financial burdens. The budget-friendly options in Sharjah allow companies to allocate resources more effectively to other areas, such as marketing, staffing, or product development.

3. Ease of Doing Business

Sharjah’s free zones have streamlined processes that simplify the company's business setup journey. Registration requirements are straightforward, and documentation needs are typically minimal, allowing businesses to get up and running quickly. With dedicated support teams and online application portals, Sharjah’s free zones prioritise a smooth setup process, ensuring that entrepreneurs spend less time on administrative tasks and more time focusing on growth.

Furthermore, Sharjah has implemented business-friendly policies and procedures attractive to new enterprises, reducing bureaucratic hurdles and making it simpler for companies to navigate the setup process. The efficient and supportive environment in Sharjah’s free zones is ideal for entrepreneurs who want to establish their businesses swiftly.

4. Flexible Office Solutions

One of the unique offerings in Sharjah’s free zones is the flexibility in office space options, which can be a significant cost-saving factor. Entrepreneurs can choose from various office solutions, including virtual offices, flexi-desks, and co-working spaces, which help reduce rental costs while providing a physical presence in the UAE.

Virtual offices offer business addresses and administrative support without needing a physical office, while flexi-desk options allow occasional access to a shared workspace.

These solutions are ideal for freelancers, small businesses, or digital entrepreneurs who don’t require a full-time office but still want to establish a credible presence. The flexibility in office space helps companies reduce overheads and focus on essential operations.

5. Strategic Location

Sharjah’s location within the UAE offers logistical and geographic advantages for businesses looking to reach Middle Eastern and Asian markets. Positioned close to key commercial hubs such as Dubai and Abu Dhabi, Sharjah provides easy access to major ports, airports, and highways, facilitating seamless trade and logistics. Its strategic location makes it ideal for import, export, and distribution companies, allowing for efficient movement of goods throughout the region.

Moreover, Sharjah’s proximity to the Arabian Gulf and Indian Ocean enables access to markets in Asia and Africa, enhancing businesses' global reach.

Final Thoughts

Sharjah-free zone company setup costs present a competitive, budget-friendly choice for entrepreneurs and established businesses looking to expand in the UAE. With benefits like 100% foreign ownership, affordable setup costs, a business-friendly environment, flexible office solutions, and strategic location, Sharjah-free zones offer an attractive proposition.

[helplinegroup]

Freezone Business Setup in Saudi Arabia: A Gateway to Growth

Setting up a business in Saudi Arabia offers vast opportunities, and the kingdom’s freezones add an extra layer of appeal for international investors and entrepreneurs. Known for their business-friendly regulations, Saudi freezones allow foreign investors to operate with benefits such as 100% foreign ownership, streamlined business registration, tax advantages, and full profit repatriation. This makes them an attractive choice for companies looking to expand in the Middle East without navigating the complexities of local partnership requirements.

Why Choose a Freezone for Business Setup in Saudi Arabia?

Freezones in Saudi Arabia are designed to attract foreign investment by providing a business environment that is easier to navigate than other areas. For businesses in industries like technology, logistics, manufacturing, and finance, Saudi freezones provide unique advantages that foster growth and innovation. With a simplified setup process and the flexibility to repatriate profits, foreign companies are well-positioned to make a mark in Saudi Arabia’s rapidly growing economy.

One of the most notable benefits of setting up in a freezone is the flexibility it offers in ownership and operations. Typically, non-freezone businesses in Saudi Arabia require a local sponsor or partner, limiting the autonomy of foreign investors. In contrast, freezone companies can operate with complete ownership by the foreign entity, removing restrictions that could otherwise impact business decisions.

Benefits of Setting Up in a Saudi Freezone

1. Tax Incentives: Freezones often provide a tax-free environment, including exemptions from corporate and income taxes for a specified period. This greatly reduces operational costs, helping companies allocate resources to other growth initiatives.

2. 100% Foreign Ownership: Unlike non-freezone setups, freezone businesses allow foreign investors to retain complete ownership. This means they can make decisions aligned with global strategies without requiring the involvement of a local partner.

3. Profit Repatriation: Businesses in freezones can repatriate 100% of their profits and capital. This feature is a big draw for investors, allowing them to access their profits fully and reinvest them as needed.

4. Streamlined Licensing Process: Freezones typically offer a faster licensing process compared to mainland business setups. Most freezones have dedicated authorities who guide investors through each step of the process, from business registration to obtaining necessary permits, ensuring a smooth and efficient setup.

5. Advanced Infrastructure: Saudi freezones are strategically located to facilitate trade and logistics, with state-of-the-art infrastructure, including ports, warehouses, and offices. They are also well-connected with key trade routes, making it easier for companies involved in import, export, and logistics to operate efficiently.

The Freezone Setup Process

Setting up a business in a Saudi freezone typically involves the following steps:

1. Choose the Business Activity: First, determine the type of business activities you wish to conduct. Each freezone has specific permitted activities, so selecting a freezone that aligns with your industry is crucial.

2. Select a Trade Name: Choose a unique name for your company that aligns with Saudi naming conventions and does not conflict with existing entities.

3. Apply for a License: Based on the business activity, apply for the necessary licenses. The type of license—such as trading, industrial, or services—depends on the business nature.

4. Office Space and Visa Allocation: Secure office space in the freezone, which can range from flexi-desks to larger warehouses, depending on your operational needs. Companies also receive a specific number of visas for their employees.

5. Register with the Freezone Authority: Complete the registration process by submitting the required documents, including proof of identity, business plan, and legal documents.

Setting up a business in a Saudi freezone offers a unique opportunity to access the kingdom’s growing economy with streamlined procedures, full ownership, and a range of tax incentives. For those navigating the complexities of establishing a business in Saudi Arabia, expert assistance can make a significant difference. Helpline Groups, with their extensive experience in international business setup, can guide you through each step of the freezone setup process, ensuring a smooth entry into Saudi Arabia’s promising market.

[gtmmee]

Company Setup in UAE: A Complete Guide to Starting Your Business

Why Set Up a Company in the UAE?

The UAE is known for its robust economy, low taxation, and business-friendly environment. Key benefits include:

Tax Advantages: The UAE offers a zero-corporate tax policy for most industries, with no personal income tax, making it a tax haven for businesses.

Strategic Location: Positioned at the crossroads of Europe, Asia, and Africa, the UAE is ideal for businesses that require access to major global markets.

Free Zones: The UAE boasts numerous free zones where companies can enjoy 100% foreign ownership, Company Setup UAE zero customs duties, and no currency restrictions.

Infrastructure: The UAE provides world-class infrastructure with state-of-the-art ports, airports, and logistics networks, facilitating international trade and commerce.

Stability and Security: The UAE is politically stable and offers a secure environment for both residents and businesses.

Types of Business Entities in the UAE

When setting up a company in the UAE, it’s essential to choose the right business structure. The most common types are:

Mainland Company: A mainland company allows you to trade anywhere within the UAE and internationally. However, mainland companies require a local sponsor or partner who holds 51% ownership in the business. This is suitable for businesses that wish to operate directly in the local market or bid for government contracts.

Free Zone Company: Free zones are designed to encourage foreign investment and offer 100% foreign ownership. Companies set up in free zones can operate within the zone or trade internationally but are limited in their ability to conduct business within the UAE market without the help of a local distributor. Free zone companies are ideal for import-export, IT services, and consultancy firms.

Offshore Company: Offshore companies are not physically based in the UAE but can be used for asset protection, international trading, Uae Company Setup Cost and tax optimization. These companies are typically established for holding assets or conducting global business without being subject to UAE taxation.

Steps to Set Up a Company in the UAE

The process of setting up a company in the UAE can vary depending on the type of business and its location. However, here are the general steps:

 Choose the Business Activity

Your business activity will determine the type of license you need. The UAE categorizes licenses into commercial, professional, industrial, and tourism licenses.

Select the Legal Structure

Choose the appropriate legal structure for your business, such as a sole proprietorship, limited liability company (LLC), or branch of a foreign company.

Select a Location

Decide whether to establish your company in the mainland or one of the free zones. Research each option carefully based on your business needs and target market.

Register the Trade Name

Choose a unique trade name that aligns with your business activity. Make sure it complies with the UAE’s naming conventions and get it registered with the Department of Economic Development (DED) or the relevant free zone authority.

Obtain Initial Approvals

Apply for initial approvals from the necessary authorities. You may need special approvals depending on your industry, such as healthcare, finance, or education.

Draft Legal Documents

Prepare the necessary legal documents, including the Memorandum of Association (MOA) and Articles of Association (AOA). You’ll also need to notarize these documents.

Secure an Office

In the UAE, all businesses must have a physical office. Free zone companies can opt for flexi-desks or virtual offices, while mainland companies must secure physical office space.

Apply for Licenses

Submit all required documents to obtain your business license. You may also need additional permits depending on your business activity.

Visa Processing

Once your business license is approved, you can apply for visas for yourself, employees, and dependents.

[pupsyoga]

Puppy Pose Yoga for Flexibility: How It Benefits Your Everyday Movements

In the world of yoga, certain poses stand out for their ability to improve flexibility and enhance overall well-being. One such pose is the Puppy Pose. This yoga pose combines the benefits of a child's pose and downward-facing dog, making it a valuable addition to any yoga practice. Whether you're a seasoned yogi or new to the practice, the Puppy Pose offers a range of physical and mental benefits that can significantly improve your flexibility and everyday movements.

What is Puppy Pose?

Puppy Pose is a deeply relaxing yoga posture that opens the chest, stretches the spine, and lengthens the muscles in the back and shoulders. The pose resembles a playful puppy stretching out, hence the name. To perform the pose, start on your hands and knees, with your wrists aligned under your shoulders and your knees under your hips. As you exhale, walk your hands forward, lowering your chest towards the mat while keeping your hips elevated. Allow your forehead to rest on the floor, and feel the stretch along your spine and arms.

Puppy Pose Yoga Benefits for Flexibility

The primary benefit of the Puppy Pose lies in its ability to promote flexibility, especially in areas that are commonly tight due to prolonged sitting or poor posture. Here are some of the ways Puppy Pose Yoga benefits your flexibility and how it translates to better everyday movement:

Spine Flexibility: Puppy Pose offers a gentle yet effective stretch for the spine. It helps elongate the vertebrae, relieving tension that often builds up from sitting or standing for long periods. Increased spine flexibility improves posture and makes it easier to move fluidly in daily tasks, whether it's bending down to pick something up or reaching for something on a high shelf.

Shoulder and Chest Opening: The stretch in Puppy Pose targets the shoulders and chest, which are often stiff from activities like typing, driving, or carrying bags. This yoga pose helps open the chest and release tension in the shoulders, improving your range of motion. As a result, your upper body becomes more mobile, making tasks like lifting, pulling, and pushing easier.

Hip Mobility: Although Puppy Pose focuses on the upper body, it also benefits the hips by promoting alignment and stability. Proper hip alignment is crucial for balance and mobility in everyday movements such as walking, running, and even sitting. By practicing Puppy Pose, you'll notice greater ease in activities that require hip flexibility.

Core Engagement: While Puppy Pose may seem like a passive stretch, it requires subtle engagement of the core muscles. Strengthening your core is essential for maintaining stability and balance in all kinds of movements, from simple tasks like standing up from a chair to more complex activities like exercising or dancing.

Everyday Applications of Puppy Pose Flexibility

The flexibility gained from practicing Puppy Pose translates directly to more fluid, pain-free movements in everyday life. For example, if you frequently experience back pain from sitting at a desk, the spinal stretch in Puppy Pose can alleviate that discomfort and help you sit or stand with better posture. Improved shoulder mobility can also make activities such as carrying groceries or lifting children easier and more comfortable.

Additionally, enhanced core strength and hip alignment contribute to better balance and coordination, reducing the risk of injury during daily tasks or physical activities. Even something as simple as turning your head to check for traffic while driving can become smoother and less strained after incorporating Puppy Pose into your routine.

Conclusion

Puppy Pose Yoga is a powerful tool for improving flexibility, relieving tension, and enhancing everyday movements. By regularly practicing this pose, you'll experience numerous benefits, from better posture to greater mobility in your shoulders, spine, and hips. If you're looking to boost your flexibility and make everyday movements easier and more comfortable, incorporating Puppy Pose into your yoga routine is a step in the right direction.

By focusing on Puppy Pose Yoga Benefits and how the Yoga Pose Puppy enhances flexibility, you can unlock better movement in your daily life and enjoy the lasting impact of this foundational yoga stretch.