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words-for-holland · 5 years ago

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Quarantine Series: Silence is Golden?

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N don’t get into a lot of fights, but this one will leave you speechless...literally.

A/N: Hey! Did you know I created a Masterlist?! You can view here (X)!

Every couple has their good and bad days. Some people will even say it’s healthy to have a little dispute once and awhile. For Y/N and Tom, the bad days just kept on coming. Maybe it was due to the work piling up on Y/N’s plate lately, or the fact that Tom was stressing about going to Berlin in 2 weeks for his work. Either way, both of them were under pressure, and with everything going on, it’d be no surprise that even the smallest things would irritate them.

“Tom I told you to put your luggage off to the side. One of us is going to trip with all this shit in our room.” Y/N scolded as she pushed the black luggage to the side of wall.

Tom was sitting in bed, rolling his eyes at his fiance’s comment and went back to focusing on his script. “Well, maybe it wouldn’t be a big deal if you just cleaned the room every weekend like you were supposed to do.” He grumbled as he highlighted his lines.

“I was working the entire weekend. I told you I had a huge release to prep for and last time I rememebered I’m your fiance not your maid. It wouldn’t kill if you could just do some of the chores in the house instead of having me, Harry, Harrison, or Tuwaine do it for you.” She argued, glaring down at Tom with her arms crossed. “Just cause your some hot shot celebrity doesn’t mean you can just sit there and do jack shit.”

Tom looked at her with surprise and anger. He just about had it up to here with her nagging. Tom loves Y/N, but sometimes, like tonight, she was really getting on his nerves, and the next few things he says to her were not so pretty. “Can you just shut up?! You’re always telling me what to do, what not to do, to stop doing this and stop doing that, and god the never-ending chatter that comes out of your mouth.” He spits out not even paying attention to how Y/N was reacting. “Some people actually do prefer some peace and quiet. God, I really can’t wait to go to Berlin just so I don’t have to hear that god awful nagging of yours.” Tom shakes his head as he looks back at his script, until he realized what just came out of his mouth...complete and utter bullshit that he didn’t mean.

It was Y/N’s turn to be surprised. In fact she was speechless, not really knowing what to say to his rant. It hurt a lot, as if her heart had just broken in a million pieces. If there was one thing you needed to know about Y/N, it was that she valued everyone’s view and opinion of her. So, you can best believe that if someone had a problem with her, she would not take it lightly. When it comes from the person you love the most...well...one can’t even begin to fathom how much it could hurt.

Tears were forming and streaming down her eyes, as small sniffles start to escape. Her tiny hands balling up into a fist. She wasn’t just upset, she was furious. “Well, if thats how you feel then, I don’t know why you’d want to be with a person that doesn’t shut up...Cause clearly I’m not good enough.”

Tom starts to sit up on the bed and lean towards her, trying to apologize profusely, but it was a lost cause that couldn’t be taken back. She runs out of the room with her stuff as she moves to the guest room to cry herself to sleep. Tom stays in their bedroom as he looks up at the ceiling with a disappointed face. “What have I done?” He whispers to himself, only praying they would be able to make up in the morning.

The next day, Tom wakes up extra early to prepare a ‘Sorry I’m such a div. Please forgive me’ breakfast with chocholate chip pancakes, bluerberry smoothies, and apple turnovers from her favorite coffeshop in London. And if that wasn’t enough...he had also brought her a bouquet of red roses. He awaited for her to come down, with everything set. As the boys came by to eat their share of the breakfast, Y/N comes down to akward silence. Everyone staring at her and Tom standing in the middle smiling with flowers in hand.

“Morning Y/N.” The boys say in unison.

“Morning boys...Tom.” Y/N mumbes the last word as she makes her way. They continue to talk and eat amongst themselves as Y/N looks for a seat to sit at, but sadly the only one available is the one next to Tom. He looks at her with his brown puppy dog eyes, silently pleading for her to sit next to him. Y/N gets the message as she rolls her eyes, and tales the seat. He present her the flowers once again, smiling off his boyish charm. “Darling, Im so sorry for the way I acted I didn’t mean it. Please don’t be mad at me. I love you so much.”

Y/N takes the flowers and nods, as she goes back to her breakfast. She ate rather quickly as to make sure she didnt have to deal with anyone and went straight back to the guest room. Tom slouches in his seat, sighing in defeat. “Great the silent treatment.” He says out loud.

“Damn, Tom you must have really fucked up.” Tuwaine said as he took a bite of his pancakes.

“Yeah mate, what did you do?” Harrison asked, intrigued by his best friend’s dilemma.

“You couldn’t hear them? They fought because Tom couldnt do a simple job and then called Y/N a talkative nagging piece of work” Harry answered him, stifiling a laugh. “Im sure the whole world could have heard him.”

“You also forgot, how he said he’d rather be in Berlin than be here with her.” Tuwain mentioned.

Tom glares at his younger brother and Tuwaine, giving them a good shove on the shoulder. “Hey, don’t be mad at me. I’m not the one that had to get his shit together.” Harry defends taking his last bite.

“What do I do? She wont even talk to me and I went through all this work to apologize to her.” Tom asks as he stares at the floor solemnly. “I don’t want her to be mad at me.”

“I don’t know mate. Maybe just earn her trust again. Im sure youll both work it out...you always do.” Harrison reassures him as he makes his way to wash the dishes.

Later that night, Tom passes by Y/N as she makes her way to the bathroom across their bedroom. Tom tried his best to set up the bed as if she was staying with him, fluffing the pillows, pulking down the comforters, and turning up the AC. As Y/N finishes up, she sees him standing at the edge of the bed, waiting for her to join him. “Please? I cleaned up the room and gave you your favorite pillow because you know you cant sleep without it.” He pleads, pouting with his lower lip sticking up.

Y/N looks at the tidy room and the pillow he left her. She smiles when she takes notice of the the one pillow with flowers and ripped edges. It was her favorite pillow since she was 5 and sworn to everyone that it was the only pillowcase she could ever sleep peacefully in. With the thought and gesture Tom made today, Y/N figured it was the least she could do, though it didn’t mean he was forgiven compeltely yet. Tom smiles at his first victory as he climbs in the bed with her. He tries to snuggle closer and wrap his stron arm across her waist, whispering “I love you and I really am sorry.”

Y/N wasn’t too comfortable getting this close still, and ultimately took his hand that was on her waist and dropped it to his side. Tom, felt a slight hinge of sadness when she did that. She never refused his cuddles and anytime they had a fight they would always make up before rhe end of the day. He sighs loudly in silence. Y/N turns around to face his back, and leans over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, which takes him by surprise. “I love you” she whispers, going back to her side of the bed.

The next day, Tom decides to take a quick trip to his parents house, who greet him with ipen arms. Though, both his parents, Paddy and Sam, notice the distress on his face. “What’s wrong son?” Tom’s mum asked with worry.

“Mum, Dad...I messed up.” He cries. “ I was just really stressed out this past week, with the movie, and the fans, and thinking about how I have to leave Y/N for Berlin...I-I- just said a lot of stupid things to her that I didnt mean.”

Tom’s mom rubs her son’s back as she tries to console him and calm his breathing. “There. There. Its going to be okay. You know Y/N loves you so much. Im sure you’ll both get through this.”

“That’s the thing mum. I don’t know if we can. She won’t even talk to me. I made her breakfast gave her flowers and even cleaned our room liek she asked me too. I don’t know what else to do to show her that I truly sorry.I told her I can’t wait to go to Berlin so I did have to hear her talk, but thats far from the truth. I don’t want to leave her when we’ve had all this time together.”

“Hmm...perhaps you should do the things that she doesn’t ask you to do. You know Y/N is also stressed with her job as well, she might not have time to get around to all the things that need to be done. Also tell her how you really feel besides that you’re sorry and you love her. You know both of you have had a hard week and there’s a lot of feelings bottled up inside. Just be honest with your feelings. I know you didn’t mean it and Im sure she knows too.”

Tom smiles at the last sentence, realizing the two haven’t really committed to the rules they promised each other, be honest and communicate with each other. “You’re right, Mum. I cant even remember the last time we really talked.” Tom got up up quickly whiping away the dry tears. “I’m gonna go make things right with Y/N. Thank you for everything. I love you.” Tom hugs his mother, before he makes his way ready to set things right.

As he pulls up to the house, Tom is ince again by the door with flowers in hand. Y/N sliently looks at him as she tilts her head curious as to why he’s on his toes...and with more flowers in hand. “Look you don’t have to say anything because I’m gonna be doing all the talking right now.”

Y/N looks at him in surprise, intrigued to hear what he has to say this time. “Y/N. Im know. im such a dumbass, clueless, and careless bloke who didn’t stop to think about your feelings and the things you wanted from me. I should have helped around more, I should asked how you were , and I definitely should have pushed my luggage to the side of the wall like you asked me too many times.” He says chuckling nervously. “And I know I fucked up, but Im really going to to try to make it an effort to listen more, and help you as much as I can. And Im so sorry for being so distant, I just I had a lot on my mind and the fact that I have to leave you, in two weeks when this has been the longest we’ve spent time together, it made me more sad.” Y/N looks at him with a sympathetic smile, almost ready to accept his apology. “So look, I know you’re probably still mad and everything, but Im really hoping this makes it up for you because I really do love you. Every single thing about you and theres only two more weeks before I leave and I want to spend every day, hour, minute, and second with you.”

There’s silence in the air as Tom looks into her eyes, trying to find some answer. “Every day, hour, minute, and second?” She questions him smiling. Tom’s face lights up with the brightest smile hes ever out on. He drops the flowers and hugs her even more tightly than he did with his mother, spinning her around. Nothing sounded better than hearing her laugh, it’s been far too long. He cups her face, kissing her passionately only to pull away and move the stray hairs from her face. Taking in every single detail of her face. “Yes. Ever day, hour, minute, and second..so lets not waste anymore time.” He grabs her hand as he rushed her to their room.

“Wait, wait, wait!” She yells with laughter. Tom sulks and groans, “Aw, what now?”

“You didnt even ask if I forgave you, yet?”

“Well...” Tom says pretending to think “Do you forgive me?”

Y/N looks at him, leaving a chaste kiss on his lips. “Of course I do.”

“Good. Now let’s go. Got to show you how much I appreciate and love you.” Tom smiles as he pulls her away.

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illfoandillfie · 4 years ago

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can we get A12 from prompt list 3 w/ himbo roger? pls its for my health - ☁️

Apologies that this is a bit late! I always find hypno stuff takes a bit longer, especially since I try and base it on files that already exist. Speaking of this was very much inspired by THIS hypno audio intended for a penis-having audience.

Anyway, did you know that erotic hypno is a whole ass subgenre of phone sex because that’s what I learned today! Also I felt like this scenario screamed hands free orgasm so oop that’s what ya getting

A12: Phone/video sex

After the first day of the conference where you were presenting about the steps your organisation was taking to reduce the rates of homelessness, all you wanted was to talk to Roger. He picked up quickly, sighed a tired hello into the phone, though his tone picked up when he realised it was you.

“I missed you,”

“Rog it’s been like 24 hours since I saw you,”

“Yeah I know. But today was…not great. Kinda just feel like being with you.”

“What happened?”

“Oh, nothing, not important. Tell me about your day, Ms Making-A-Difference,”

“Oh y’know, spent most of the day listening to various people speak. I got to meet some incredible people and learn about some really important work that they’re doing. But it’s honestly not the most thrilling thing in the world. The last session went on for like three hours. My presentation went well though, people seemed to respond favourably. Hopefully the panel tomorrow is just as good.”

“I am so proud of you,”

“Thanks. Now you go, what happened today that’s got you feeling down?” Roger sighed again, “Oh the usual band nonsense. Got into it with Bri about one of his contributions to the new album. It’s dumb and we’ll both be over it by tomorrow but right now I am sick of his shit.”

“Sorry I can’t be there to make you feel better,”

“It’s fine, hearing your voice is enough. Although, there might be something else you can do…Put me under?”

“Over the phone?”

“Why not?”

“I- Will that even work? Normally it’s face to face,”

“Yeah but it’s all about your voice and instructions. Distance shouldn’t matter,”

You considered what he said, ideas of what you could do already forming, “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yes, let’s try. Just give me two minutes to lock the door so we aren’t interrupted,” you set the phone down and headed to the door, slipping your do not disturb hanger onto the outside handle, and then began stripping down to your underwear. Dropping your work clothes into a pile beside your suitcase, you knelt down and began digging through your neatly packed belongings until you located the small vibrator you’d begun travelling with.

“Okay, back,” you said as you settled against the mattress, “are you comfy?”

“Very. Was already in bed when you called,”

“What are you wearing?”

“Bit cliché,” he laughed, “but um, my PJ pants,”

“Is that all?”

“Well I have undies on too,”

“You wanna change, remove some layers?”

“Slip into something more comfortable?”

“Exactly,” you chuckled, your excitement rising as you heard Roger stand up and remove his clothes.

“Alright, I’m starkers now,”

“Good boy. I was thinking we might play hands free,”

“And what does that mean?”

“Very simply, you’re going to drop for me, down down down, drop into that place you enjoy so much. Nothing to think about. No worries. No thoughts. Just the desire to please…” You’d hypnotised Roger enough times to know what worked for him and what didn’t, though it felt odd to be putting him under without any of the usual visual cues. But his breath was steady and deep and his voice was soft, almost far away, when he responded to your questions. You talked to him for a little longer than you normally would feel necessary, just to make sure everything stuck the way you wanted it to.

“That’s right, nice deep breaths. Now put your free hand over your head so it touches the headboard, okay? And stretch your legs out to the corners of the bed.” Roger hummed acknowledgement and you hoped that meant he’d followed the instruction.

“When I wake you, you wont be able to move your hands or feet. The hand over your head will be tied to the headboard, restrained, keeping you in place on the bed. Your feet will be tied down too, making it impossible to move. Your other hand will be glued to the phone so you can’t move it or touch yourself. You’ll be stuck in place, stuck listening to me, stuck, stuck, stuck. Okay, I’m going to count down from ten now. And when I reach one, you’ll be in such a deep, dumb state, that my words will become your complete and absolute reality. And you’ll feel so good just letting it happen, letting me take control. You’ll be so deep, so deep and dumb, and everything will feel so real. Connecting your mind and your body to my words, bringing you all those pleasurable sensations you are capable of feeling. Ten. Deeper and deeper, dumber and dumber. Nine. Just listening to me, to my voice and my words. Eight. Feeling everything so strongly, believing everything I say. Seven. Down, down, down, deeper and deeper. Six. Letting yourself relax. Five. And letting me take control. Four. Such a nice sensation. Three. Going deeper and deeper down. And the deeper you go, the dumber you are and the better you feel. And the better you feel the deeper you want to go. Two. Letting the cycle take you deeper and dumber and deeper. One.” You snapped your fingers into the receiver, “wake up,”

Roger hummed again.

“Hi baby,”

“Where are you? I can’t see you,”

“Of course not silly. I’m on the phone. I couldn’t be there with you but that doesn’t mean you can’t be my silly little plaything, does it? How do you feel?”

“Oh! Stuck!”

You heard a grunt as Roger tried to break free of his restraints, “Aww, poor boy, all tied up. But you’re turned on my it, aren’t you,”

“Yes,” his voice was soft as if he didn’t want to admit it.

“That’s so good! I want you to be turned on!”

“You do?”

“Such a Dummy. Of course I want you to be turned on. Because I’m going to do something special for you right now. It’s why you’re tied up. I’m going to make you cum and I don’t want you touching yourself and rushing it. You’re going to let me give you a blow job.”

“But…cunt?”

“If you’re good and let me hear how much you like my blowjob, you’ll make me so wet. I love listening to you.”

“Okay,”

“Good boy, I promise it’s going to be so much fun,”

“Now, close your eyes and think about me. Imagine me there with you. Naked. Kneeling between your spread legs. Feel the rope around your wrist and your ankles, really feel it. What’s it like?”

“Umm, tight. Rough. I can’t move. But it doesn’t hurt!”

“I hope not, I want you to feel good. Now, feel my fingers trace a line up your thigh,” Roger let out a small huff of air, “it tickles,”

“Yeah?” you smiled to yourself, happy it seemed to be working, “Feel now as I drag my finger higher up your thigh. Feel every sensation from my touch, slowly creeping up your leg. Feel your skin tingle where I touch you. Warm and wonderful. It’s like my fingers are activating your nerve endings wherever I touch you, making you feel nothing but pleasure. Let yourself feel it, that electrifying tingle running from where I touch you all the way up to your brain. Arousing you.” Roger’s breath came out shakier than before.

“And as my fingers drift up to your stomach, feel the warm trail follow. Across your stomach and then down to your cock. I bet that felt good. My hand, wrapping around your cock. You’re getting hard aren’t you?”

A small whimper, “Yes,”

“Good. I like how you feel, getting stiff in my hand. It turns me on. Makes my cunt wet and my mouth drool.” It wasn’t a total lie either. You weren’t drooling exactly but as you shifted your thighs together you could feel how wet you were. Roger groaned and you heard him shift.

“Uh uh uh, stay nice and still and let me pleasure you. I’m not going to release the ropes that bind you until you’re finished.”

He stilled again with another huff.

“Good boy. Just relax and feel my touch. Feel how hungry I am for your cock as I lower myself between your legs, stroking my hand over you. You look so big and hard in my hand. And that makes me want to taste you even more. Feel my hand move up and down your shaft as I lean in and press a kiss to the tip of your cock. You can feel my breath too, can’t you. My warm breath as I lick my lips, so ready to taste you. I can’t wait any more. I press my tongue to the base of your shaft and lick up to your tip.”

Another noise from Roger, too quiet.

“Let me here you Dummy. Let me hear how good I make you feel as I drag my tongue back down again.”

“Fuck,”

“Good Dummy. I lick back up to your lip again, flick my tongue along the underside of it. And you can feel that, can’t you? I say it so your brain feels it and your cock feels it too. My tongue flicking against you again. And again. Up and down. And again. It’s such a sensitive spot. It feels so good that your cock twitches.”

Roger’s breathing had lost all of the calm rhythm you’d put him under with. It was ragged and heavy as he waited for what you were going to do next, unable to move or speed you up.

“I think your balls need some attention now. My hand moves over your shaft again but you can feel my mouth against your balls. Feel as I kiss you there. A hot, wet kiss. Feel as I run my tongue over them. Enough to drive you crazy with lust. Especially when I suck one of your balls into my mouth. Let me hear you beg for me to suck your cock.”

“Please, please suck my cock. I’m so hard and I want you so bad.”

“You’re so good for me so I’m going to reward you. Feel my lips on your shaft again, leaving more wet kisses all around your cock. And up, up, up. Until I finally put my mouth around the tip of your cock,”

“Oh fuck, thank you,”

“So polite. You feel so much pleasure, just from this. Just my mouth around your tip. But you can feel more. And you do feel more as you watch me slide just that bit further down your cock. Feel how warm and wet my mouth is as I take more of you. Such intense pleasure. But you’re at my mercy now. Tied down for me to use, for me to control. You’re lucky I love sucking your cock. And I do love it. I’m so wet just from having you in my mouth. And you can feel how much I love it by how eagerly I take you. Feel that sucking motion now. Stretching my mouth to take even more of you, even further down your cock. And feel my hands on your hips, grabbing hold of you tight as I take you deeper. Adding to the pleasure.”

Roger’s moans were uninhibited and enthusiastic, and it was more than you could handle without some relief. As quickly as you could without disrupting what he was experiencing, you shuffled down the bed and peeled your knickers off one handed, tracing your fingers along your slit and around your clit.

“You can feel how deep I’m taking you now. Deep enough to choke on you, just a little. Gag around you. Feel my lips drag back up and then all the way back down again. Taking you as far as I can. One hand sliding down to cup your balls, massage them in my palm as I fill my throat with your cock. It feels so good. You’re so close. On the brink of cumming. And then it stops. I pull back off you, let go of you.”

Roger whined down the phone line.

“My mercy, remember. I am so fucking horny right now, so fucking wet. All from sucking you off. But you’re going to lie there, desperate, and listen to me get off before I’ll let you. Feel it as I wrap my lips around your tip again, sucking. And as I suck I get closer to orgasm.” You reached for the vibrator, pressing it to your clit, trying to keep your moan quiet so the next room wouldn’t hear you.

“You can fe-el it when I moan, feel it in your c-cock. Fuck. I sink lower. Suck harder. I’m so close baby,” you couldn’t get any more words out as the vibrator buzzed against you. But Roger was so lost in the sensation it didn’t matter. He believed everything, felt everything just as you described. Your orgasm hit and your hand tightened around the phone, Roger’s whines and harsh breaths audible as you rode it out. You turned the vibrator off and dropped it.

“Christ. You feel me moan again and rise up to your tip once more. Sucking so hard, begging you to fill my mouth with your cum. Cum for me baby.” You knew it had worked by the hitch in his breath and the stuttered moan that followed. “Good boy. Didn’t that feel so good? And now, you can feel yourself relaxing again as the ropes around your wrist and ankles loosen…”

“Holy shit Y/N,” Roger said softly, half laughing, “You’re an evil genius.”

“Well I wouldn’t say genius. But I am pretty great.”

“I am covered in cum. I don’t think I’ve ever ejaculated quite so much.”

“I think you should document visual proof because I can think of at least two occasions that might have been more. Was it good enough to turn your day around though?”

“Absolutely. I can’t even remember why I felt so shitty.”

“I’m very glad to hear that,”

“Thank you. But it’s getting late, you should probably go to bed since you’ve got to speak again tomorrow.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right.”

“Plus, you’ll want to have some energy left when I call tomorrow night to return the favour.”

#my writing #my blurbs #smut blurb #roger taylor smut #roger taylor x reader #☁️#thank you for giving me an excuse to write more himbo rog #i think i leaned more heavily on the hypnosis part than the bimbo part in this #but either way he is very fun to play with lmao #Anonymous

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couldyouspeakmyname · 4 years ago

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thedevilprobs

Couldn't agree more Pina was probably one of the only characters I was completely satisfied with I also miss some of the stuff they cut out like at the beginning of the season when Louis walks out of the school and the shishigumi are waiting for him I thought that reveal was EPIC and was very sad they cut it I also miss the scene where Legoshi borrows Gouhins ex wife clothes and he says "do I look like your wife" I laughed out loud then Also all the scrapped -

thedevilprobs

The scrapped flashbacks with Jack and Gosha ?? Like why?? we could've had baby jack and legoshi meeting :"(

I FORGOT ABOU THAT OH BOY THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO COOL!! The drama kid in him would have really been in the spot light. Why they gotta let me down with my bois?

I DO HAVE A THEORY ABOUT GOSHA THOUGH!

I think maybe they’re trying to rearrange Gosha’s story. In the manga it’s implied/told he was a soldier (chapter 85), and that doesn’t fit in with the story told later on. In the story he goes from high school (dropped out maybe?) to be with Toki, then a dad to Leano, then a grandpa to Legoshi. I think they’re trying to get his timeline down better. Gosha being a soldier could work, but that would mean he’d be technically a child soldier, since there is nothing in his character that leads me to believe he would abandon Leano to fight in a war that is NOT happening (it happened years prior). I’m HOPING the flashback will come with teaser of Gosha later on, maybe they’re decided to do a big reveal down the road and have it be like BAM! Gosha. I’m hoping. The flashback with Jack could be added in technically at any point? Maybe when Legoshi moves out and everyone visits, Jack would have a flashback at the point to the awkward boi who is now living on his own, but who knows?

I think part of what they struggle with is the fact Paru has the Dragon Ball problem. She starts storylines or has ideas and many of them seem forgotten or dropped later on (poor Kyuu, so much potential). Sometimes it feels like she straight up forgot about them?? It feels very similar to how the writer of Dragon Ball, who has admittedly forgotten parts of his own story, frequently retcons or adjusts his story to go with whatever plot comes to mind. It’s messy and leads to a lot of speculation, and I think the animation studio is struggling with that.

I’m really hoping they don’t ruin Yahya/Yafya. He’s one of my favorites of the series (ties with Free, my absolute fave). I don’t see how they could, outside making him a bigger butthole than he already is or making him seem emotionless (which is how he comes off, but his inner thoughts and pained expressions let we as the readers know better). I’m worried about that part.

Part of the fun of Beastars is the WORLD BUILDING for me. There is so much depth and thought put into it, the second season has me worried they wont show everything Paru has put into it.

I AM really glad Pina got more spotlight. He was really well done and I really enjoyed him. I think I may actually like him more thanks to the anime, which isn’t something I could say for a lot of the cast

Also sorry this got long ;-; I don’t usually get to talk about this series much OTL

I need to read the manga again, it’s been a while

#I need to not just pop off like this #Im sorry

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merlinistheredheadedstepchild · 4 years ago

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Pack Mentality - June 13, 2011

Ooh the dream I remember thinking this scene was so weird the first time I watched it. Like why are you fooling around on an empty school bus outside your school in the middle of the night? And then he turned and started attacking her

Scott’s layering is better Stiles has somehow gotten tackier

Why is the school open if someone clearly died there last night?

Allison’s lines are very not good Crystal is trying but the writing is just not there

“No you stopped to bake it in your little werewolf oven!”

Introducing Mr. Harris

Oh look a not yet dead body and a jump scare It’s so weird that Scott is the one who wants to go to Derek

Danny does not want to be sitting next to Stiles

Oh the group date scene

And the am I not attractive to gay guys scene

Deaton thinks Scott has hustle Sacramento is the closest city that Stilinski asks for information on identifying the animal attacks

Are you really gonna sneak into a recently mauled mans hospital room and freak him out?

The deputy goes out to make sure no ones in the Hale house because it’s county property Derek freaks the dog out from a distance to get him to go away

And lo Scott appears To interrupt Derek’s lurking (how do you lurk in your own property?) Scott is freaking out and Derek is not really helping. But he offers to help in exchange for a nebulous future something

“I just wanna know if I hurt him.” “No you don’t. You wanna know if you’ll hurt her.”

“Why is it starting to feel like you’re Batman and I’m Robin?” Because you are a sixteen year old human person and Scott is a magical killing machine with nightmares and fugue states and some serious anger management problems

Scott remembers that he was on the bus watching as the Alpha attacked that guy and that it wanted him to join in. But Scott assumes it was Derek and Stiles correctly guesses at a pack initiation thing. Scott is relieved because it means he wont hurt Allison. Stiles is relieved because it means Scott won’t kill him

Lydia is being so mean about the fashion that she previously loved

“Hey, Mr. Argent.” Fucking same Lydia

He’s just trying to keep you from getting eaten So naturally you do a flip off the roof Eight years gymnastics and you’ve bowled enough with your dad to know how to pick a ball At least Chris was stealth about his paramilitary training

Ugh, Jackson’s one of those guys

Scott’s layers are kinda cute here Allison’s feeling bad about their date being hijacked

Ooh the gas station Chris why do you look like you’re about to eat that nineteen year old alive?

I’m not sure why thinking about Allison naked makes him a better bowler

What double entendre exactly are you trying for Chris? Threatening a guy by cleaning his car And Derek making that fist and releasing it Ugh He’s so broken and alone Don’t antagonize the murderers Derek! Now is not the time for a ‘I do bite my thumb but not at you, sir.’

Lydia, why are you trying to steal Scott? Is this a Banshee thing, are you attracted the supernatural? Or did you figure out that your boyfriend is into dudes and now your trying to avoid not being in a relationship

Jackson how are you so perceptive about Scott and completely oblivious to Lydia? Oh wait

Derek getting his creep on in the hospital And the bus driver knows him and he gets so confused and scared for a second

And Melissa becomes the only nurse in the hospital despite actually talking to another nurse, because we have to find reasons for her to be in the episodes So she finds the dead bus driver

Scott and Allison are cute and, in a fun twist, Chris is the one creeping

Stiles, stop breaking into the McCall house He lives close enough to get from his house to the McCall’s in about ten minutes And he gets to deliver the news that the bus driver is dead Because Stiles job is to be an info dump

Scott You are one hundred percent convinced that Derek is a murderer, why are you confronting him in the woods in the middle of the night? Also Derek for sure lives in that house That house for sure doesn’t have a roof from the outside It does from the inside Movie magic

Derek stop acting like a bond villain and talking all cryptic from the shadows Ugh My headcanon is that he wasn’t dressed and he’s being all shadowy cause he’s trying to get his pants on

“I didn’t do anything.” “You killed him!” “He died.” “Like your sister died?” “My sister was missing. I came here looking for her.” “You found her.” “I found her in pieces! Being used as bait to catch me.” “I think you killed them both. I’m gonna tell everyone. Starting with the Sheriff.” This is the most reasonable thing Scott has said or done in two weeks So of course Derek throws him down the stairs and then jumps after him, like the big old drama queen he is

That little spit he does to get the dust out of his mouth after being thrown through the a wall is far more adorable than it should be

Oh God. I’d forgotten how bad his wolf make up is Don’t do a close up on it. It’s terrible But his neck rolls before he wolfs out are a great character choice Very ‘that’s my secret, Cap.’

The fight scene is badass and I like the song choice Like, jumping on that table and then repeatedly throwing Scott into the ground might be the coolest a werewolf fight ever looks on this show

“I didn’t kill him. Neither of us did. It’s not your fault and it’s not mine.” “This! this is all your fault! You ruined my life!” “No. I didn’t.” “You’re the one who bit me!” “No. I’m not.” At least he finally said it out loud

“What!” “I’m not the one that bit you.” And Scott has a sense memory when he smells his blood and feels the scratch on his chest and he finally believes Derek cause he remembers the Alpha being not Derek

This should be an exposition dump but Derek is still being so fucking vague

“It’s you Scott.”

Derek, baby. Just use your words. Scott is so angry and confused and you talk so slowly and it takes you three weeks to say a paragraphs worth of information to get Scott to trust you. I know you don’t trust him, but you are not successfully manipulating Scott you’re just making Scott think you’re a serial killer And then you die for two episodes God, these teenage boys are idiots End Episode Three

Notes: Jackson’s obsession with Scott (besides being a lead up to the dropped storyline of him being a Hale) may also be a hint at his sexuality.

#Teen Wolf #Teen Wolf Rewatch #tw s1 #Pack Mentality #1.03

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killingloneliness-withyou · 5 years ago

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Road Trip

Chapter 1

We had been chatting online for a while, and had become very friendly, very quickly. We were quick to feel each other out sexually but knowing that we lived a thousand miles apart and knew that it would never be anything more than an online enjoyment, but one day I decided that I had enough of the place that I was at and needed to get away not forever just some time. So, I left. Took care of all my responsibilities and took off. I told my wife some lie and not caring if she believed me, I was gone.

Many, many, miles later I arrived in her town. I had not told her I was coming, we had chatted on my way up here of course, but I had kept it from her for the entire time I was driving. Knowing that she would find me outrageous. I figured I knew enough about her that I would be able to find her and surprise her, which I did, it took some time, about three days to be honest but in the end, I found her. When I found her, it was less than amazing she of course thought I was crazy and…creepy, maybe I was, but here is how our initial conversation went.

“Hello, Desiree.”

“Do I know you?” she looked at me puzzled

“You do, but not in this manner, we talk quite often.” I responded.

“Eddie?!” she asked incredulously.

“Yes, it is so good to see you.” I said smiling.

“Why are you here?” she asked still in disbelief.

“I wanted to see you.” I replied sheepishly knowing that I was out of place now.

“You are crazy, you live a thousand miles away, and to be honest you showing up out of the blue is very creepy!” she said angrily. “Leave, now.” She finished.

“As you wish.” I replied.

As I left, I realized that I am not one to be beaten down to feel bad for a situation. I knew after all what I was and how she would react. What I had done was very ridiculous and dangerous. If I had thought that it was any different, I probably would have been upset at how she reacted, but I understood. While I didn’t want to go home just yet, I had done my best to avoid where she was. Although I did try and message her a couple of times, with no response. Which was also expected, I understood and had myself a little vacation.

While I was laying on my bed in the hotel room, slowly stroking my cock, edging myself for a huge cum load later, I heard my door open and shut very quietly. I had thought that I had shut it but it wasn’t the first time that I hadn’t, a run in with a housekeeper wearing headphones while I was in the shower my first night after I found Desiree, proved that I didn’t know how to shut the door properly. It turns out that housekeeper was a fan of jerking off male patrons. After the initial shock of course we both screamed at the surprise of us being there. The housekeeper walked over to me and wrapped her hand around my cock and pulled me to the bed, she dropped down to her knees, licked her hand and jerked my cock until I sprayed a my load, my first shot she took to the face, the rest she aimed at the bed and milked me into the sheets, all while wearing her headphones. Not saying a word, she removed the sheets and put new ones on. I liked this hotel.

Thinking maybe I had just imagined the door opening and closing I returned to my stroking, I was starting to crave the sweet release of climax feeling the pleasure build in my cock as I took long slow strokes, I heard a whimpering moan, realizing that someone was enjoying the show, I slowed my pace even further milking my pre-cum from deep within my shaft until it leaked out rolling down the head, I swirl it around until it absorbs into the skin. I repeated the process a few times until I heard a low moan of someone trying very hard to be quite in their orgasmic bliss.

“You can come in now.” I say allowing my build up to subside. A few seconds, no noise, no movement. “I heard your moans of pleasure as you invaded my privacy. Come show me what my cock has done to you without touching you.” I say loud enough for my voice to carry. A sigh comes from the entryway close to the door.

“I had every intention of still being mad at you but wanted you to know that I understand.” Desiree said as she came into view, her dress was a mess and I could clearly see that she had it pulled up while she was playing with herself.

“And your intentions now?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but staring at your cock, I lost my focus.” She said.

“What does your focus do when I do this?” I asked as I started slowly stroking the shaft. She let’s out a whimper.

“I have wanted to see that cock since we first started talking, I wont lie, but I have my concerns.” She says in a raspy whisper.

“Sit down and let’s talk about your concerns.” I tell her letting out a low moan to punctuate my intentions.

“I really should be going.” She says still not taking her eyes away from my member.

“Or you could raise that dress again and join me in bed.” I say sternly.

Hesitantly she raised her dress and sat down. Still slowly stroking myself, she watched me very closely and her hands gently slid up her thighs and hides in between where I can not see her action , but I can see by her facial expressions she is touching her clit, with the grace of a feather small fluttering facial contortions give her actions away.

“No, no, naughty turn towards me, and open those legs for me to see.” I demand. She slowly compiles and gives me full view of her now sobbing wet honey hole dripping with lust, I can see her wetness from her previous cum on her inner thighs. Making my mouth water, what I wouldn’t give to be able to taste, her sweet nectar. I stave off my hunger as she increases her tempo, I increase mine as well and when she slows down, I do the same letting her know that I am matching her speed. When she speeds back up I can hear the squishing sound of her wetness as she ascends to orgasm, my own hand slides up and down my shaft, threatening to burst from previous edging, I know that I have little time left before I blow my load I do my best to avoid my cock crown and focus on the shaft. Our eyes meet as we look up from the others sex. Lust and desire mix with wants and needs added with momentary love as we Apex into bliss, she is the first to cum with a flood of juice drenching the bed, I follow spraying my seed high into the air only to have it land on my hilt three large ejaculatory fluids land on me after seaming to touch the ceiling, followed by multiple less powerful drizzles that leave my cock and balls, a sticky mess.

The hunger in her eyes tells me that she can not control what she wants, and she begins to crawl over to me to lick me clean, all but drooling, she speaks her intentions without saying a word. I know that if I am to taste her honey hole at its ripest now is the time for me to feast, she may have hers after I have had mine. I move off of the bed, denying her access to my drenched loins, I move behind her push her forward and devour her sweetness, as I begin I clean her thighs with my tongue, noticing a string of her cum flowing off her vulva, I slurp it up deliberately making sucking sounds as her cum fills my mouth. I push my face deep into her probing her insides with my tongue licking her walls trying to get all of her cum into my mouth, her taste drives me wild. Reaching up and thumbing her clit she bucks my face further into her, not long now until she cums for me again, giving me new juice to feed my lust. She screams as she cums.

I renew my efforts to remove the cum from her hole, when I feel that I have completed my task, I stand behind her and slide my cock into her with no preamble I vigorously plow into her knowing now that this is my heaven at the moment feeling her pussy eating my cock, every ridge on her insides shoots pleasure to my brain via my cock as its conduit. Our moans of pleasure fill the room drowning everything else away, for a few moments it is only her and I floating in nothing, her and I are trying to occupy the same space and time. She with her face in the bed in a puddle of cum that can only be from my expulsion of seaman and me with my cock buried deep inside of her hammering away as she is the only thing I have ever needed in my life, we rocket back to earth from the void as our orgasms crescendo. I let loose first this time spraying my cream into her waiting and accepting snatch, as I bombard her she clamps down around me her orgasm has my cock like a vice, I feel her muscles contracting as it is trying to milk my cock for more cum. I can feel the mixture of our juices dripping off us know that her thighs have cum sliding down them since I can feel cum dripping off my balls. I pull back spent and lay on my back next to her.

She is not to be denied now, I see the drive and hunger in her eyes. She lifts herself up and dives into my groin, noisomely she slurps our combined juices off of my cock, never taking me fully into her mouth, she sucks and licks the sides, licking my length from base to tip, cleaning every part of my cock, savoring the flavor of our excited tryst. With my cock cleaned she takes my still damp balls into her mouth, sucking all the juices off as my cock rest on her face and pools pre-cum onto her forehead, as she slurps on my nut sack looking up at me taking my cock in her hand as she jacks me off smearing the pool over her faces, she takes my well drained sack out of her mouth and engulfs my cock, taking me all to way down, until she hits the back of her throat with my cock, she leaves me in her mouth and sticks her tongue out licking my balls, for a few seconds she has me entranced with her eyes locked on mine. I need to move, I need to fuck her face, I lift her head, she fights me and slides her hands underneath me grabs my ass pulling me back into her mouth, she gags as she pulls me back in, never breaking eye contact, I see in her resolve I am not fucking her face she is fucking my cock with her mouth. I lay back and accept my fate as she takes me from her throat and sucks on my cock, she completely sluts out on my cock giving me the sloppiest blowjob of my life, the sucking noises as the fucks my cock I can not last long, and she knows it, she keeps it going until I am moaning loudly, I hold her hair as she sucks my soul through my cock hole. I believe that she is trying to drain me of life, taking all of me again when I am cumming my cum hits the back of her throat and she has to let go to breathe, letting my cum and her saliva drench my cock, instead of cleaning me up in any conventional manner she lowers her head and cleans me with her face rubbing it all over the mess that she has made.

When she has me cleaned up to her liking, she stands up adjust her dress and walks out the door, before I can say anything she is gone. I look for my hotel robe to run after her, when I find my robe and leave the room remembering to grab the key, although it seems it isn’t needed. I run to look for her, I see no one in the hallway I run to the elevator. The lift has already gone, assuming she is going to in the lobby, I race down the flight of stairs burst through the lobby doors and am greeted by many people looking at me incredulous. I cower back into the stairwell slightly embarrassed, I slowly walk back to my room, as I enter my room, I decide to jump in the shower.

Chapter 2

I wasn’t in the shower long when, I had turned around and there Desiree was naked and in the shower with me, confused I looked around to make sure that I wasn’t hallucinating. There she was naked standing at the other end of the shower with out juices still all over her face.

“What… How… I thought.” I stammered.

“I was going to leave, but when I got to the car, I realized that I would be fingering myself all the way home and there is also no way that I could explain this to my husband. So, you have me for a while.” She said as I washed the soap out of my hair and moved out of the way to allowed her to wash us off of her face.

While she did I grabbed the soap and lathered her body I was drawn to her breast this was the first time that I had seen them as she had her dress covering them before, I was perplexed, that I had viciously fucked this woman not twenty minutes ago, but I hadn’t seen her breast. They were lovely and after I had washed them. I couldn’t help but disregard the soap and took them into my mouth. I started with the left nipple and pinched the right, they both stood at attention for me, and as she cradled my head, she moaned whispering to me, gently sweet nothings about how amazing it felt to have her tits in my mouth. Soon the water started to chill, she pushed me away and washed herself. I had gotten out and let her finish while I got towels. Once we were washed and rinsed, I sit at the foot of the bed, and she walks up to me wraps her arms around me, bringing me to her chest, I rest my head in between her breast.

“Lay back.” She tells me, after a few seconds. I do as she requests, I lay on my back with my head resting on a pillow. She slowly works her way up me, crawling over me, brushing her breasts intentionally along every part of my body, as she reaches my groin. Taking my cock into her mouth, I feel it grow on her tongue, I can see that she enjoys the feeling of it enlarging in her mouth. When she has me fully erect, she spits me out sloppy with her drool connecting her mouth to my cock and begins her ascent again. Dragging her tongue and drool all the way up my body, and till she reaches my face, with out preamble or nicety she removes the pillow from underneath my head.

Quickly she straddles my face pushing her wet pussy on to my mouth.

“Eat my pussy.” She demands, again I do as I am told I stick my tongue into her wet snatch.

“That’s right, baby eat my pussy. It feels so good to have your hot mouth on my, stick that slippery tongue in me.” She says as I fuck her with my tongue. Her sex is amazing, I love having it in my mouth, her aroma, is intoxicating, I need more of it. Saying that I wish I could bottle her taste up and carry it with me as I go about my life, is an understatement. She grabs my hair and grinds into me I can feel her orgasm building, and her fucking my face increases. I feel wetness around my cock and realize that I am leaking precum I instinctively grab my cock and jerk myself, no caressing and feeling about, I pump hard, she grinds into my face I am keep her pace.

“Yes baby, your nose is on my clit, and tongue is in my pussy. I love it.” She moans. “and I see you are enjoying this as well stroke that cock for me.”

With that I feel her orgasm take her, she begins to shake, and I am flooded with cum, her sticky cream envelopes my senses. This sends me over the edge from my stroking and I cum, I cum hard sending semen everywhere. I feel it hit my chest, and the edge of my stomach to roll down my side. She gets dismounts my face.

“You came everywhere.” She states and bends down to lick it off me.

“You have some on your back, too.” I tell her.

“And in my hair, hit me in the back of the head with the first shot, can you get what is on my back for me?” she asks. “We will get the rest out of my hair later.” I do as I am told and wipe the cum off her back as she sucks the cum of my flesh. Cum dripping from her chin, she looks at me and I slide my cum dripping fingers into her mouth, to add to the cum that she is savoring in her cock holster. She leans back and lets the cum slide down her throat, no swallowing just gravity taking hold and letting cum slide into her belly.

“I love watching you stroke your cock for me.” She says, “When I saw what you were doing, I lost all control and came.”

“I noticed, you drenched me, best beard oil.” I reply.

She lays down next to me on her back, recovering. Still being hard, I take the opportunity to help her recover. I raise up and slide in between her legs, she willingly accepts and opens wide for me allowing me access. I slap her twat with my cock a few times. (Thinking about it. I don’t know why we guys do that I know that I mainly aim for the clit when doing it, but really, I put it up to knocking before you enter.) As I slide effortlessly into her, I look into her eyes and we connect.

A moment is only a moment without meaning, and this moment has meaning. There is something there as I slowly and carefully slide my cock in and out of her, her mouth opens as she expresses her pleasure and lets out a series of soft moans, before long we are quickly pushing into one another matching strokes, both thrusting at the right time to increase that maximum amount of pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over us. The excursions of our activities has drained our desire to go hard but we go, increasing the tempo over time, slamming our sex into each other repeatedly until we are fucking at a pace that the sound of slapping skin, is heard throughout our immediate surroundings. This is more than lust and more than desire, this is passion. It is raw and filled with emotion, as my member penetrates her, I feel her wetness increase and she clenches around me, her orgasm hits and brings me with her. For both the physical orgasm is light, but mentally we orgasm with thunder and lightning. I collapse on top of her. With both of us sweaty I easily slide out and off of her and fall asleep instantly.

At some point in the night, I wake and here the shower running, needing to relieve myself I make my way to the restroom.

“I am sorry, I fell asleep” I say as I start to piss.

“No worries, I feel asleep before you got off of me.” She replied

“Want company?” I ask.

“No, I am ok thank you.”

“Very well.” I say as I return to bed.

Again, I fall asleep quickly. Next time I wake it is only for a moment, she is laying next to me, back to sleep. Waking again, I feel my cock being stroked, and the sun is shining through the windows.

“Good morning.” She says as she spits on my cock and strokes me.

“HMMM, good morning.” I reply.

With her goal of waking me accomplished, she takes me into her mouth and goes to work. I coax her into climbing on top of me, she does so with expertise, she never takes me out of her mouth and make sure to mind her teeth, she places her wet dripping snatch above me, it is seconds before my tongue is inside her licking her insides I focus on what I missed before, the texture of everything my tongue touches, licking her pussy the folds of her labia, the tiny details that only closes inspections can tell you. I need to data process everything about her, doing this takes my mind off cumming to quickly, but I can tell that she is trying her moans of pleasure and determination are enticing. She is trying to get me off quickly, and I want to last much longer, she takes my cock out of her mouth with a gasp and vigorously pumps my cock making sure to pump the head more than anything else. I moan and it seems to entice her to continue. As she does, I give in and push her off me, she rolls on her back, I move quickly and mount her, pushing into her, nothing gentle this time I slam into her. Just fucking her, she quickly lets out screams as I lift her legs and plow her making sure that I am fucking her g-spot with my cock, if I am going to cum quickly, so is she. It does not take long for her to show signs of cumming, her moans are more urgent, she reaches between her legs and rubs her clit as I pound her g-spot.

Cum erupts from both of us and again my groin is covered in a mixture of our collective juices. Wasting no time, I dismount her and pull her to the foot of the bed, making sure her head is hanging off the edge I straddle her face as she sticks her tongue out to clean me up, making sure the rub our juices all over her face. As I shove my cock back into her mouth, I hear a gasp. Looking over at the door, who do I see my favorite housekeeper and her headphones.

Chapter 3

Without a word, Desiree removed herself form the bed, her face covered in a mixture of our cum, with a slim glob hanging from her chin, she reached the housekeeper, and grabbed her hand gently.

“Join us.” Desiree said to the housekeeper, as she gave the housekeepers hand a tug. The housekeeper quickly pulled her hand away and made for the door. Knowing that I had my cock in this housekeepers mouth before, I was afraid that she had confused our facefucking session as something more, but when the housekeeper reached the door, she locked the door and slid the safety chain, afterwards she pulled on the door to demonstrate the she had locked it. She walked back to Desiree looked longingly into her eyes and held out her hand for the Desiree to hold as if the say “continue”.

Desiree smiling grabbed the housekeeper’s hand and pulled her to the foot of the bed. The housekeeper pulled up to Desiree and stuck her tongue out and lapped at the dangling cum, slurping it all in she continued up Desiree face taking our cum and replacing it with the wetness of her tongue. The housekeeper pushed Desiree onto the bed, and spread her legs, drove straight into her pussy, the sound of slurping the only thing in the room for noise until Desiree started to moan with excitement, I sit on the chair at the side of the bed and watched as the housekeeper devoured my friends twat suckling on it as if she had never had anything so delicious before.

“Oh! My she moves her mouth like a goddess.” Desiree exclaims “you have to try her!”

“I will.” I respond not wanting to give away that I already had encase Desiree was possessive enough to be upset. The housekeeper looks up at me with Desiree clit in her mouth and winks at me. My cock is still soft and spent, but I can tell that it will not stay that way for long. I move from my seat and walk to the foot of the bed where I can see better, the housekeeper has about three fingers inside Desiree cunt and is spreading her fingers apart as she slowly fucks her with her hand stretching her out, cum erupts out of Desiree and sprays the housekeepers face, without breaking or taking off her headphones the housekeeper continues until Desiree forces her hand away.

“I..I need a minute.” Says Desiree, the housekeeper lifts up and licks her lips and giggles slightly. Looks over at me and walks over on her knees seeing that I am only semi hard, she bends over and licks my ankles starting her way up leaving a trail of cum and saliva up my leg once she gets to my thighs were my cock and balls are resting on her head she moves to the other and licks back down, when she gets back to my ankle the starts placing kisses all the way back up, when she gets to about my knee her kisses turn into nibbles as she reaches around and scraped the her nails along the back side of my thighs, she gets to the top of my thighs she takes my balls into her mouth and hands. Desiree watches and recovers on the bed.

As the housekeeper sucks on my nut sack my cock rest on her face, starting to rise and leak pre cum, she encourages its growth, and take my cock into her mouth sucking on my member until she has it at attention, a soft moan is all she lets out when I am fully erect, she uses her mouth and her hands, one hand is on my shaft feeding it into her mouth and the other on my balls rolling them around. Desiree well recovered, joins her on her knees and takes over for the housekeeper’s hands on my ball and sucks into her mouth. I am in a moment of bliss; the housekeeper takes my cock out of her mouth and pulls Desiree up and starts kissing her sloppily.

Kissing, the girls raise up, and the housekeeper backs Desiree on to the bed, and mounts her sticking their tongues into each other, I finally take notice of what the housekeeper is wearing; a simple uniform, of white shirt and a black skirt with stockings and black tennis shoes. As the girls are making out, I move onto the bed behind them and lift the housekeepers skirt revealing that she has no panties under her stockings. I move to pull them down but have a better idea and rip the crotch out of the stocking, feeling the dampness on my hand from where the housekeeper was practically dripping I noticed that she had cum and it was leaking down her legs.

The housekeeper breaks her kiss from Desiree and moves to her tits, rolling around the large melons with one hand and taking the other into her mouth. I place a finger inside the housekeeper, and she pushes back, into me. I move in and out of the housekeeper, adding another finger, a muffled moan escapes the housekeeper having a nipple in her mouth, she pushes back harder after a few moments of fingering her the housekeeper shakes and cums all over my hand, I reach up with my cum soaked hand and drip it into Desiree mouth and let her suck on my fingers. When I pull back, I take my cock which is raging at this point and easy into the housekeeper. Slowly I move in and out of her, as she continues to suck on Desiree’s tits. I increase my tempo slowly working up speed until I am pounding her pussy. Desiree has removed herself from the house keeper and comes up behind me and starts rubbing my balls as I continue to pound away at our new friend, I notice that when I come close to the hilt of the housekeeper, Desiree lifts her hand up the touch the housekeeper’s clit. When the housekeeper cums, she does so with thunderous proportions and covers Desiree’s hand and my cock in a shower of cum that reaches my chest, Desiree instinctively licks it off me.

Knowing that Desiree can not handle any more of my cock inside her snatch, I pull my cock out of the housekeeper and force Desiree on her knees and roughly fuck her face with my cum soaked cock. Now it is time for the housekeeper to rest after a tremendous orgasm she is panting. A few moments of gagging on my cock Desiree leaves her own pussy puddle on the floor.

Desiree backs and stands up moving to the bed, she slowly kisses the housekeeper and starts to unbutton her shirt, exposing well hidden large breast, only covers by a small front clasp bra. Desiree unclasps the bra and drools over the beautiful breasts attacking them furiously. Needing no more gawking from me, I move back into position to fuck this new meat at my disposal, and I do so furiously as Desiree makes love to her top I fuck her bottom half, while thinking about this, I decide I am going to put her back on all fours, when I do Desiree climbs underneath her to continue sucking her breast, when they are situated, I stick a finger gently into the housekeeper’s ass, it is tight and rarely been fucked. A few careful moments and she is ready from all the cum that is on her, it is an easy entrance her moans of approval encourage me to push deeper slowly I reach the base of my cock, her asshole has taken all of me nicely. I can feel her dripping cunt, on my balls as I begin to rock back and forth inside her. Moving ever so slowly, with my balls hitting her clit with every sway she begins to open up and I move more and more until I am sliding freely, I reach down and rub her pussy getting enough juices to coat my cock to use as lubricant.

Not realizing Desiree had moved further toward me, until I saw her eyes expanded wide as she watched from underneath as I plowed the housekeeper in the ass, quickly she adjusted to the situation and took the housekeepers dripping wet pussy into her mouth lifting her head up and getting smacked by my balls on each stroke. The housekeeper lowered her head until she was enveloped between Desiree thighs both girls and I moan and cuss, about how good everything fills. Throughout all of this, the housekeeper hasn’t removed her headphones, and keeps listening to whatever she has playing. Desiree is the first to cum and it sets off a chain reaction, next the housekeeper cums and showers Desiree with more pussy juice. Lastly I cum deep in the housekeepers ass a primal scream escapes me, the squirts of something empties into the her ass, I figure I have nothing left unless this scenario has made my semen production kick into overdrive, there should be dust coming out by this point. I slowly pull out and back up and I see cum drizzle out of the housekeepers spent ass, and onto Desiree forehead. Both the girls pass out in the sixty-nine positions they were in and I fall next to them. Less than an hour later I am awake by movement on the bed. The girls are untangling themselves; the housekeeper slide herself down Desiree body and takes her head between her breast wiping all the cum off her, with her beautiful tits. She kisses her gently and comes over to me, and kisses me and kneels to kiss my, very spent, cock and takes it into her mouth more as a thank you than anything else. She adjusts her clothes and walks out the door still with her headphones on. Desiree returns to sleep and I doze off and find sleep restful. When I am awake, I find out that I am alone, the shower has been used recently and I have a message from Desiree. Thanking me for the evening and hoping that the next time I decide to take a road trip I can better inform her of the plan. I shower and make ready to leave ass well finding both Desiree bra and panties, I tuck them in my pocket for keep sake, and walk out to the lobby, during checkout, I notice the housekeeper in the lobby cleaning the reception area, I smile, she smiles and winks at me, then bends over to clean something on the floor when she does her skirt reveals that she has on her ripped stockings and is now wearing diamond plug. I finish checking out and head home, another long drive but the memories will keep me awake.

#Roadtrip #forawhisper #longread #enjoy

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lildowdow123 · 5 years ago

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MLQC Guys being jealous (slight NSFW for Vic and Lu)

Hey everyone, I'm glad that people like my last piece so I decides to make another one. Hopefully you guys like it too. There may he some spoilers. If so I'll put it in ** so you can just be a Goldman and avert your eyes. Btw, in these, you're dating the s/o in question just to clear up any confusion

Also, feel free to drop me a message to ask me to do a particular scene. If I can, I'll do it

Exel own the bois

Lets get to it

Victor slight NSFW

Normally, its us who has our green eyed monster rear its head. Contenders for our medusa stares are socialites wanting to get a piece of Loveland's most eligible batchelor (like Chik) , the new pretty interns who spends a little too long with Victor

It is a rare event when the tables are turned and it is Victor questioning himself on weather he has it in him keep you with him. But rare isn't a never

At events like the LFG charity ball or an Investors evening, any occasion where MC dresses up and gets a little fancy, the CEO's blood pressure begins to rise when he sees how much male attention you get. Not in a creepy possessive way. More a jealous way.

You're chatting with another business owner, just making polite conversation with the man. Of course you get compliments on your outfit or maybe your hair. You're god damn gorgeous

The conversation gets more and more friendly. Small lines are dropped here and there like "Wow that colour really goes well with your eyes" or "It suits your figure" until soon enough he is asking you back to his place after this

You're a little taken aback by the offer at first. "Oh I'm really sorry.." you try to start. A shadow looms over you. The charming sexy devil in his suit has arrived

An arm finds his way around your silk covered waist, pulling you to him. He won't say anything unpleasant or nasty, the boi has decorum but he will make sure this man knows you're his

"Who's this MC?" Victor asks, his cold stare not moving away from the other man. He will hold his free hand out for him to shake while he introduces himself, not giving a damn about the mans name. He wont be around you two for much longer

"Victor Li. I'm with MC" and with that, the poor other man knows you're not available

His chit chat is far less flirtatious now that LFG's bossy bitch is standing with you anchored to him

After the event, when you two are driving back, feel free to give him a small rant on how the other man was just being friendly and that he shouldn't have scared him shitless. He may not take it seriously and argue that he was flirting with you and that he will not let someone else lure away his woman

A long night of jealousy/make up sex will follow as soon as you get back to his place. He will dirty talk you sometimes if you make him jealous. Things like "do you like my cock? Only I can make you feel this way" He'll take you all night and make sure that you have forgotten all about the other man

Kiro

Tbh, I find it really hard to imagine Kiro getting really jealous. He is always so bright and cheerful that it would be hard to see his green eyed monster. So forgive me if this is a little wishy washy

You and the backstage team are preparing for an episode of your show which Kiro will guest star in. He is getting prepped to be in front of the cameras when he sees you talking to one of his crew. It's pretty normal stuff. Communication between your team and his team is key to make this run smoothly so he doesn't pay that much mind. He just watches Miss Chips pull the concentrated face you make (also, it's been pointed out to me by another Tumblr writer that MC is an acronym for Miss Chips) because it's cute to see you get passionate about your work

That is something they all really appreciate about you

His attention is turned away from you and back to his makeup artist who is nearly done and just needs him to close his eyes for some setting spray but when he opens them again, the stagehand is much closer and leaning in for a kiss.

Miss Chips is leaning back away because she is already in a relationship with Kiro but the boy just keeps closing in.

Not on his watch *SPOILER: He has to stop himself from having a full on Helios moment with the guy*

"Hey, Miss Chips. I'm ready do you need me anywhere?" You hear the chipper voice of your star and boyfriend call out as he walks up to you, planting a kiss on your forehead. Stage boy backs up a little, seeing Kiro place his metaphorical stake on you.

He won't scream or shout or threaten violence on the boy. No, his way of expressing this jealousy is much more passive aggressive way. His smile will still be bright and his voice as happy as ever but after MC explains that she was just telling the guy that she needs the lights checked or something, he adds "so please do that now" in the most delightful tone he could muster

He might as well have said fuck off to the guy

He wont wait until they have privacy, he will make out with his MC as the backstage crew busy themselves around they, pinning the rest of you to the wall *SPOILERS kind of like that Kiro Kiss date* May earn some raised eyebrows from Kiki and Willow and a huff from the make up artist as his lip balm gets all over you.

Gavin

*SPOILERS I MIGHT AS WELL JUST PUT IT HERE BECAUSE THIS ONE IS KIND OF ONE BIG SPOILER THROUGHOUT ALSO, THIS ONE WILL NEED A FEW SMALL THINGS LIKE PEOPLE FORGETTING YOU EXIST THINGS TO NOT HAPPEN. OK?*

One word is needed to explain how BirdCop will get jealous on this. That word is Shaw

The guy is the embodiment of sexual energy, probably most teenage girls fantasy. Sk8ter boi with a nonchalant outlook on rules and authority with enough big dick energy to power New York. Now, MC isn't a teen anymore but it doesn't mean that you're not immune to his flirtatious charms

He was reluctant to let you meet his brother. In fact, for a long period of time he was completely opposed to it. Then, you two ran into eachother on the bus. Ooops

Ever since, whenever you two interact, Gavin feels the need to be around in some way. Weather it be with her, tuning into the Wind FM to feel that is happening or flying around wherever they are. It could be thought of as stalkerish but it comes from a good place..I think

Irrational things would be flying around his head. I mean, it's his brother. Jesus! "He's not even that much taller than me! And younger than me! How could he even attract her?"

Shaw being Shaw is sure to make some kind of comment that is bound to set Gavin off. It probably would turn into a fight. Like, not even a civilised wrestling round, like a proper bitch fight brawl. He'd tackle his brother's ass to the ground and start punching, maybe hair pulling so he can keep punching. Shaw would be putting up one hell of a fight just to bruise Gavin. Poor MC has to try and break up this shit

Later, once the fight has stopped and MC has managed to get Gavin away, she has to ice him down and try to patch up some of the scrapes that he had gotten.

Mother duck MC comes out in spectacular fashion to scold him, telling him not to do that again. Gavin will probably explain why he felt jealous of his brother but will do so with the biggest blush ever. Poor thing is a bit insecure about you and his brother but you'll find a way to try and ease it for him

Lucien slight NSFW

The man has a cool calm demeanor and a confidence that seems unshakable. Damn he looks hot while giving his lectures at Loveland Uni

Being the hot as hell POA that you are, you turn the heads of some of the university boys there. I mean, really. What's there not to love about you. You're fucking cute

He may not show his jealousy but it is there, building like a shaken coke bottle. Watching a guy sneak small whispers to you during his lecture? Not going to go unpunished.

Has the manners not to call you two out in front of the entire class but after his lecture ends, you best believe that this man is going to make the two of you stay behind.

Once all the other students have filed out of the lecture hall, he will begin. In his low, unwavering voice he will say to both of you (but mainly the guy since he did most of the talking) "I don't appreciate being talked over in my own lecture hall. If you don't have the courtesy to let other students learn, then I urge you to leave." He says, all serious. The small smile he usually gives you will not be there. It's more than just a light scolding.

Once he dismisses the other student, who leaves a little scared of how the professor talked to him, he will give you your scolding by going to the seat behind a desk and patting his knee. He takes off his glasses and gives you one of those piercing stares that let you know that he is deadly serious

Even if you protest that he was the one who started talking to you, he will not even say a word. His eyes will never leave you as you try convince him. This man is a bad jealous (not bad bad but pretty bad at handling it)

After you finally bend over his knee, he will pull down your trousers or skirt and tug down your panties, letting them pool at your bent knees. "You know that I don't like to share you MC" he will say in his deep voice

You'd best believe that he is making you count each one and thank the professor. You can feel his fingers occasionally dip down to tease you a little before returning to your now pink ass

20 spanks and a whole round of orgasm denial later, he will send you on your way but tells you to come over to his place later where you will continue...

I hope you enjoyed that. I am sorry if Lucien was a little short. I'll try to do better next time. If you have any scenes you want in particular, feel free to leave me a message and I'll do my best to complete it

Thank you

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long-bodyswap · 6 years ago

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Clothes That Tempt Our Very Skin

By Mark Gordon

It was a hot summer day and I was headed home to see the family. It was the eve of the 4th of July and my mom and brother were anxious to see me, since it had been since Christmas and my brother had a surprise waiting for me. Now the anticipation of what that was helped to keep me focused on the rigorous 4 and a half hour trip from Phoenix to Las Vegas.

I was driving with the air conditioner blasting, as the outside temperature was somewhere in the high 100’s, yet with the sun blazing through the windows, I was still feeling warm, so I removed my tank top as I drove. Whew I thought now that feels better! My muscular chest was tingling, especially my nipples as the cold air blew on them, but I liked the feeling and my pectorals seemed to tighten even harder with the cold air. All was right with the world as I raced along the highway and I sipped my bottled water and played my tunes on the CD player.

After a while, I could feel my cock swelling to release the fluid that was now becoming painfully evident in my over filled kidneys. I had a habit of holding back when I drove long distances, but I had almost peed my pants on occasion and that feeling was less than comfortable.

This time was different, I was in sever pain and I knew I would either have to find a rest stop or try to hide behind a cactus to relieve myself. Luckily there was a rest stop up a head and I forced myself to wait even though I was at the brink of wetting my pants.

In a cloud of dust I pulled into the rest stop and scurried into the men’s room with urgency. Once at the urinal I just dropped my loose fitting cargo shorts to my ankles and pulled the waistband of my boxer briefs down under my ball sacs to get the maximum release.

As I moaned at the pleasure of unloading my kidneys, a man came in to pee and although he might have thought me weird in the state I was in, I cared less about his first impression and more about my relief.

Standing next to me was a taller man who wasn’t as lucky as I was, because his pants had a wet stain around the crotch and he knew it was visible and obvious to my view. As he let loose his thick dark yellow pee stream he was arching his back to make the stream even more pronounced.

“God I never thought I would make it!” he shouted grinning at me.

I giggled and said, “Well I nearly ended up in with a pee stain as well, but I tore off my pants and got my cock out in time�� I said as his eyes locked into my crotch area and his pee stream seemed to meander in and out of the urinal.

The man just grinned while the duration of his release seemed never ending.

“Well luckily I have a change of clothes in my car; I don’t like to be messy if you know what I mean.” He said.

“Know exactly what you mean man, my boxer briefs weren’t so lucky as you can see but my shorts survived.” I replied as I tried not to notice his cock.

“Well if I were you, I’d change them before you head out, if you have a spare pair.” He said. “Good idea” I said and we both shook off our cocks and put them away and got our pants straight, then we both went out to our cars for a change of clothing.

As he pulled out a clean pair of shorts and underwear, I pulled a clean pair of boxer briefs from my travel bag and then we both walked back into the men’s room. Racing ahead of me, he took the only stall and began to undress and pile his soiled pants and underwear on the ground next to his feet, kicking them out the side of the stall next to me. By that time I had my shorts and boxer briefs off and totally nude, I could hear him taking a second leak in the toilet. God he must have large kidneys I thought.

I looked down at his pile of soiled clothes and was getting a hard on thinking – how many miles he rode wearing those clothes- hum - it was a kinky thought but I had this desire to put on his soiled underwear and pants. For one minute I wanted to wear his stuff and get a feel for this guy who was much older than me, but to his advantage a very handsome and professional looking man.

Time was running out, so I reached down and pulled on his damp jockey briefs and then his slacks. The waist was a few sizes bigger than mine, but the jockeys seemed to be quite comfortable around my waist. It was evident that these slacks were meant for a taller man as the cuffs of the pants bunched up around my sneakers but the idea of having them on was making me harder.

I had to do the next thing and that was to squeeze his pants crotch and surround my cock and balls in the pee stains for a while to fully achieve what I was after. That desire to make his fluid deposit part of me proved to be a catalyst to an event that would change both our lives for ever.

As I squeezed hard and tight, I could feel the dampness around my genitals and it felt cold for a while, but miraculously the wetness he had deposited magically was absorbed into my groin. What happened next was even more incredible.

Looking down at my hand, I couldn’t help but notice that the bunched up material around my sneakers was disappearing and the length of the slacks was lifting up somehow. Then the extra inches between of my waistband seemed to disappear as his slacks began to fit firmly now.

OH My God I thought, as I witnessed other changes happening as well. My once lean firm stomach and toned chest were gone. I had a slight bulge in the gut and my nipples had widened and there was no more muscle tone and from the look of my hands and arms, they had changed as well. A took a quick look in the mirror had confirmed that I was now inhabiting this mans body and a grin came across my face, because I was sure he would be shocked to see his twin waiting on the other side of the wall when he came out.

While I examined this new body of mine, touching and poking at my new physique, I began to wonder what he was doing so long in that stall.

While releasing the last bits of extra piss he still had in him, his body had gone through a radical transformation of its own. As he stood there pissing, his body changed as soon as I had put his clothes on- as if only one of us could exist at a time and my transformation into him forced him to transform into me.

What was taking him so long, was the fact that once his cock transformed in his hands and his body got younger and tighter, he got so sexually aroused he began to jack off quite instinctively. All this time while he was jacking off in his new physique, I could hear the moans and groans in a voice very familiar to me- MINE!

Then as if a light went off in his head, he took inventory of his body and found out quickly that he had become the young jock on the other side of the stall wall.

He let out a shout of extreme delight as his new cum load shot out of him. I knew immediately that he approved of what had happened to him and that got me tenting instantly. “I think we need to talk” I shouted over the stall wall as I was taller now and could peer in to it. I had never seen my body from this perspective before, especially my body coming off a huge climax.

With a smiling face he acknowledged me, let out the last stream of cum his new body had in him then came of the stall to confirm that I was now the owner of his former body.

Still nude, he walked over and gave me a huge kiss, by pulling my head down to meet his new 5’9” tall body. At that point I was rock hard and tenting my new pants and making a new stain in them.

As he bent down to get my old clothes, he seemed less interested in my erection and more interested in completing his packaged look by wearing my boxer briefs and shorts.

“Hey” he said. “Those Nikes are way too big on you now can you take them off and hand them to me?”

They were much too big for my feet, event though I was taller now my feet weren’t 10 and half anymore, luckily he was wearing sandals or he would have been I real pain when his feet grew. I obliged and even gave him my socks as well, and the slid his sandals over for me to wear.

“Now, I am you completely!” He shouted. “So how old am now?” he demanded.

I think you’ll find that your occupying a 28 year old body, “and what of me?” “How old am I?” I said.

As he modeled in the mirror turning side to side, then flexed a bit then said, “Oh 42 years old will work!”

“I can’t believe this!” “How long did it take you to turn out this muscular?” he said testing the tightness of my pectoral and abdominals. Poking them to see how hard they really were.

I stood there with my hand to my face in amassment, wondering if he was serious and thinking – Doesn’t he get it? We have swapped bodies and all he is interested in his my age and how long I’ve been working out?

“Did you hear what I said”, he went on.

“Well, when the body was mine, it took 4 years to get to that point and daily bow flex work outs to maintain it!” I said with a bewildering face.

“So this bow flex thing will maintain this then?” he said still turning and modeling his new body in the mirror.

I was sexually excited but pissed he hadn’t fully made notice that I was now him and maybe that wasn’t exactly convenient for me.

I walked over to him and grabbed him firmly on both shoulders and looked in straight in the eyes. “So am I now dismissed now?, discarded and forgotten now that you find yourself in a rather young buff body?”

He pushed me off of him saying, “Listen hot shot- it wasn’t me that put on your clothes now was it?!” “I suppose you had some kinky reason and I wont get into that right now but wasn’t it your hope to assume my body or at least feel what it would be like to be in it?” “So now you have it and from that boner in your pants I trust you like it!” He said with an arrogance I could not believe was coming out of that body.

“Well listen here - it may have been a sudden desire, but I think it’s worn off now and I would like to get my body back and continue on my way home!” I with a stern expression on my face.

He began pacing a bit, thinking he could make a deal with me, all the time rubbing his hard chest and feeling his new package between his legs.

“You know possession is 9 tenths of the law” he said like a shroud lawyer. “And well giving this fine specimen of youth back so quickly would be like returning lottery winnings, and I am not going to be such a fool as that!” “What I would propose is this- Let me remain you for a week or so- let me fulfill my fantasies both physically and sexually and then I might consider swapping back again.”

“You are headed for Vegas I presume?”

“Well yes” I said nervously.

“Well that’s where I was headed to, but now there is a twist- I go to Vegas as a 28 year old jock instead of a 42 year old vacationing Nurse and the dynamics of my vacation have now changed, don’t you agree?.”

“But wait, my family is expecting me and this is a time when I spend time with my brother, in fact I was planning a great holiday week with him!” I told him in a sympathetic voice.

“Shit, Shit, Shit- always complications aren’t there?” he said with a smirk on his face and I shook my head yes hoping that was reason enough for him to give in and return my body.

“OK - but this is the plan” he said fiddling his fingers like a high roller would do.

“It was these clothes that made us change and these clothes that will change us back, but once were back in our original bodies, I am taking your soiled clothes I am wearing as collateral- after one week I will put these clothes on and the swap will be permanent!”

All I could think of at the moment is my family and their feelings. So I shook my head yes and he took off my dirty clothes and I took off his and gave them to him. He put on his clothes and I proceeded to put on the clothes I was going to change into in the first place.

Within a few seconds I was experiencing the transformation back to my youth and firm toned body and he was returning to his age of 42 and getting taller – loosing all the tight firm muscle he just had. I was now in my clean boxer briefs and shorts, leaving him with my soiled ones for him to recapture my body when my week was up.

I just wanted to get out of there and head on down the road with even more reason to get to Vegas fast. As I began to leave he gave me his card-

Keith Young

Registered Nurse

With his address and phone number on it also.

I put the card in my shorts pocket and turned to leave and he grabbed my arm.

“Listen, I am really a nice guy as you’ll come to find out, it is just that my desire is to be in a body just like yours!” He said with as serious face.

“Listen man, under different circumstances, maybe a different time and place- maybe this would have been a mutual desire, but I over stepped my better judgment and invaded your privacy by trying on your clothes.” “I had every desire to want to be in your body, but right now was not the right time to experiment.” I said.

I gave him his card back and told him to write down his hotel name and I would try to call him during the week and we could work out the details of the final swap and he smiled and wrote all the information down.

Handing me back the card we both smiled and I walked up to him and gave him a deep kiss on the lips and grabbed his tented pants. “By the way, my name is Mark Gordon and your cock is rock hard!”

“Nice being you Mark” he said and I winked at him and said, “Could you see your way and maybe help me relieve this boner I have?”

I took a good look at his pants and couldn’t say no, so as he unbuckled his pants, I got on my knees and awaited his thick cock. He took it out of his briefs and I grabbed on to his waist to bring his cock deep into my throat. I began sucking him, but he took over and began to fuck my face. All I could hear is the moaning and grunting as he pumped my head with his rock hard cock. But with the furry of his rhythm I could tell he wanted to be me more than anything and when he finally let loose his load, I knew this would be the cream my body would be making in the near future. I swallowed it all and even cleaned off his cock. One more kiss and he sent me off slapping my tight ass as I left the room.

All the way home I could not get Keith’s face and body out of my mind. I knew I had one week left as Mark and I would make it the best I could. My shorts remained tented the rest of the way home.

When I got home finally, it was all hugs and kisses from my mom and a big hug from my 15 year old brother, who was going to pee his pants if he couldn’t share his secret with me. Once things settled down and we had eaten, my brother Kevin and I went up to his room where he was going to reveal is secret to me.

Since we shared rooms this time, I started to get ready for a shower and took off all my clothes. While I was busy doing that, Kevin had done something behind my back and just then the bottom fell out of my stomach and I felt light headed and not quite myself. In fact I was not my self at all because looking down at my chest and stomach, I was flatter than a pancake and my cock was small and my pubic hair seemed to have vanished.

As I glanced his way, I fell back on my bed in shock as standing in front of me was a duplicate of myself in just boxer briefs- in fact the pair I left here at Christmas time.

“Whoa what the fuck!” I shouted.

“I am me Kevin, but in your body- so what do you think bro?” he said with a smile. I stood there shaking in a body that was pushing puberty “What do I think?” “I think I am now my hairless brother!”

I got up and walked around him- looking at an exact clone of myself, and except for the fact I was 6 months younger and had a thicker goatee, it was me alright.

“But how?” I shouted.

“It is the most remarkable thing Mark, after finding your boxer briefs stuffed under the spare bed, I couldn’t help but miss you and put them on late one night early in the morning. I almost instantly began to transform into you and because I not quite through puberty yet, becoming you made me as horny as hell. I took on your hot body and couldn’t control myself. I jacked off really scared but exploded like never before. I took up boxer briefs off and put mine on again and changed back because I wasn’t sure whether you had changed as well. Since I didn’t hear from you and because I did it at 3am in the morning I was sure it happened while you were fast asleep.”

So now that I showed you, I will take them off promptly!” He went on.

“No please leave them on Kevin for a moment I haven’t been 15 in a while.”

So I walked around looking at his body in the mirror and noticing how much smaller his cock was than mine then I turned to Kevin and said, “would you mind if I jacked off in your body- you certainly know what jerking off in mine is like don’t you?”

Kevin began to laugh and said, “Sure Mark, but it wont be like yours I can tell you that and the consistency of my cum isn’t like yours either- kind of watery and not as white as yours!”

While Kevin explained to me what to expect, I began to jack him off right in front of the mirror and right away I knew it was going to be different. I thought of Keith and his thick boner as I made Kevin’s 4 inches rock hard. As I worked it hard, Kevin was watching intensely and I turned to him and said – “jack my body too” and without thinking he whipped out my 7 inches and we were jacking off together.

My build up was not as impressive as my own, but I was able to get a relatively good sensation. His immature ball sacs released what it could and when I was ready I spurted a nice watery load with bits of white streaks in it that quickly made a puddle on the tile floor in front of me.

Kevin was laying down on his bed making the most of his second chance to cum in my body, and was edging himself to make it last longer. It was very erotic watching sweat bead up on my muscular body as he was grinding away at my cock. Soon he couldn’t hold it back any more and it was strange hearing my voice moaning and shouting as it released its cargo. Just like at the rest stop – hearing my voice coming out of someone else seemed very erotic.

Two thick white ropes of creamy cum shot out of him and back down on his chest and then one more spurt took the balance of his sac supply and then he just lay back breathing heavy.

“Holy fuck Mark that was so hot! He said rubbing his hard chest and stomach.

“Nice job, Kevin”, I said as I walked over to slide my boxer briefs off him and proceeded to slide his back on him.

“OH fuck no” he shouted as I forced his on him over his still throbbing cock. In seconds his cock got smaller and his body began its journey back to age 15 and I put the boxer briefs on I had just removed from him and returned to my own body, but this time I was 6 months younger and as I said my goatee was a bit thicker.

“God what a rush that was!” I shouted. Kevin turned and said, “Yeah try coming back the other way!” and started to clean off his cum coated stomach.

The week was very interesting after that and Kevin and I did this swap several times before I had to go home. In fact the week went by so fast I forgot to call Keith and I was sure he was getting pissed at me.

It was the night before I was to leave and I called to try and catch Keith in time before he put my clothes back on. Luckily I caught him and although he was mad I hadn’t called earlier we kind of got through that and made our plans for the future. Little did I know my brother Kevin had plans of his own for the future and that last night as we swapped bodies again, he must have slipped a sleeping pill into my soft drink and I over slept.

While I slept up stairs like a baby in his 15 year old body, he was showering in my body and making plans to sneak out and head back to phoenix as me. OH the excitement of jacking in the shower and feeling the spray of water over his tight muscular body- this is the life he thought to himself. However, while he dried off and was getting ready to sneak into my clothes to get dressed, Keith was in his hotel room preparing to put on my soiled boxer briefs and shorts from the rest stop.

As Kevin flexed in the mirror, Keith was doing that very thing. With in minutes poor Kevin was watching my body age and get taller- skin tone and body features were changing fast and he was about to shit himself as Keith’s final shape to form right in front of him.

“JESUS CHRIST – WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED” - HE SHOUTED”

I awoke instantly and saw the time and then saw Kevin and I knew exactly what must to have happened.

I jumped up and calmed him down and tried to explain what had happened to me at the rest stop, but the jump from 28 to 42 years was making him psychotic and I quickly slid his original underwear on fast to sooth him. As he transformed back into his 15 year old body I told him he must have had a nightmare. The shock and stress made him tired and he just fell back to sleep. He may have fainted, but I suppose it was best he was out like a light.

Now I was still in Kevin’s body and I grabbed my real underwear and slipped into the bathroom while Kevin went back to sleep.

I got back to my own body and then showered and got ready – kissed my mom and drove off- my plan with Keith was to meet once more at the rest stop, to finalize our plans, but I would have to meet him now regardless to get his clothes and change into him as I was supposed to by now anyway.

When we met I had to make an excuse that I over slept and had to change back so as not to scare my brother and mom- he believed me and gave me a pair of his worn jockeys so that we could finally consummate our deal. I was ready to be Keith and head to his home town in Ohio and let him assume my life in Phoenix. After I had undressed and slid on his soiled briefs, and the transformation into Keith’s body was complete, Keith was totally boned in my clothes at watching me transform into him and I knew what I would be doing next.

He whipped out his new young cock and I went to my knees and began to suck him off, but this time it was reversed as I was him sucking him as me. Again he grabbed my head and fucked my face and at that moment I knew I was going to enjoy this. His firm body was pumping me fast and I grabbed onto his tight bubble butt for some balance. I was getting used to hearing my former voice moaning and it was making me hard like magic.

Soon his rich young cream was pumping down my throat and his moans were so wonderful to hear. With a smiling face and sweaty chest he put his cock back into his boxer briefs and buttoned his shorts.

“You have made me the happiest man alive!” He said. And coming back to my feet I grinned and said, “Enjoy every moment of it young man!” And we kissed our final kiss till we would meet again.

See you here in a year he shouted as he pulled away in my car. And I waved good bye as he headed off and I got back into his car and headed back to live his life in Ohio.

As he pulled away I could hear my favorite tunes blasting out of his open window and smiled. “OH the wonderment of being Young I said.”

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calcifermovesthecastle · 6 years ago

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Absent in Body- Chapter 5

Chapter 1- https://calcifermovesthecastle.tumblr.com/post/185386984555/absent-in-body-chapter-1

Chapter 2- https://calcifermovesthecastle.tumblr.com/post/185388013405/absent-in-body-chapter-2

Chapter 3- https://calcifermovesthecastle.tumblr.com/post/185389562845/absent-in-body-chapter-3

Chapter 4- https://calcifermovesthecastle.tumblr.com/post/185409467250/absent-in-body-chapter-4

When you open your eyes, Asra is watching you, arms around you securely. He smiles at you when your eyes meet.

“I was just about to wake you. You’ve been asleep for a long while. I’ve napped twice, but you looked like you needed the extra sleep.” He kisses your temple, “Are you ready, or do you want to stay here for a while?”

You move to sit up, but a wave of dizziness and nausea washes over you, causing you to fall into him. He eases you back down.

“Alright, we can stay here. I personally am in no rush.” He smiles mischievously, but kisses your temple, tracing lazy circles into the small of your back. You turn towards him and bury your face in his chest, wanting to just stay here forever with him. Nervousness and hesitation swirl inside you, which he’s quick to notice.

“Hey, everything’s going to be okay.” he murmurs into your hair. You nod, mumbling something into his chest that he can’t make out. “What was that?”

“Sorry… I just… you know how easily it is for me to get overwhelmed. Especially ever since I lost my body and it’s been one thing after another… I just feel like I’m always on the brink of tears and I wanted to say sorry.” You wont meet his eyes, keeping your face firmly planted in his chest, your cheeks and ears warm. You feel him sigh.

“Mc, I’m going to show you something,” He says, pulling away and placing his fingers on your temples, a gentle smile shining in his eyes and playing at the corners of his lips. He leans forward and presses them to your forehead, and your world shifts drastically.

“No, not like that.” Asra helped you up. “Lift your leg, set it down, lift your other leg...no. It’s okay. We’ll have you walking in no time, mc.” He smiled at you, letting go of your hands and backing away. “Try and walk to me.”

“Asra, I can’t,” Your limited vocabulary made it hard for you to say what you wanted, and when you spoke, it was in a halting way, like your words just dropped off of your tongue. You still couldn’t even pronounce his name right.

“You can. Come on.” He holds out his hands. “Just reach me. You can do it.”

Lift the leg, set it down. Lift the leg, set it down...Why wasn’t it working? What about the other leg? Why is that one staying on the floor? The third time you lifted the same leg, you lost your balance, and fell backwards, crashing into the chair behind you, knocking it aside, and landed hard on the floor. Asra hurried over and crouched next to you, checking for injuries.

“You’re supposed to do it with both legs, Mc,” He explained patiently, helping you to your feet. “Come on, let’s try one more time.”

“I can’t! I can’t I can’t I can’t!!” You put your face in your hands, hot, frustrated tears welling up in your eyes and spilling over. Asra sighed, before pulling you tight against him, his arms comforting around you as he rocked back and forth. You bawled, unable to articulate how you just wanted to do things like him. As easily as he does it.

“You can. Just stop thinking you can’t. If you believe you can’t, then you can’t. It’s as easy as that. If you think you can, you can. You can stand on your own. You can talk. You can feed yourself. You can walk. Just tell yourself you can. Both feet, back and forth. One more try, okay?” He pulled back, walking back to his spot and holding his hands out. “Just get to me. You can do it.”

You screwed your face up, looking down at your feet. Lift, set down. Other leg lift, set down. First leg lift, set down. In five steps, and what seemed like forever, you reached out and took Asra’s hands, stumbling into him. Laughter escaped your mouth, and you hugged him tight.

“I did it!”

“You did it!” Asra smiled, hugging you back.

Your perspective tilts crazily again, and you’re upstairs at the shop, standing in the doorway of Asra’s room.

You stood uneasily, hopping back and forth on your feet, your body covered in a layer of cold sweat. You didn’t want to wake him up, not for another nightmare and headache, but it bothered you. Something about it tugged at the corners of your memory, which caused your head to spin and ache. You froze, feeling tears snake their way down your cheeks, cool against the hot feverish skin.

“A-Asra-” You whispered quietly, quiet enough for him to not even hear. You tiptoed closer to his bed, still not fully in the room. “Asra?” still quiet, still not enough for him to notice. You hesitated before sitting down on the floor by the foot of his bed. You put your head in your arms, your body shaking, your head throbbing, tears welling up inside of you and bursting out. You tried to cry quietly, but the sniffs of your nose and the deep breaths you took caused him to stir and sit up, seeing your form at the bottom of his bed through sleepy eyes.

“Mc, what’s wrong?” His words slurred together, his voice still thick with sleep. You froze, and wiped your face hastily. “...come on up.”

You turned to look at him, holding his hand out to you. You reached out and grasped it, and he pulled you into the bed against him, his arms around you.

“I had another- another nightmare I’m sorry for waking you with my crying I’m sorry!” You trembled, balling up his shirt in your fists and pulling the fabric over your face. He gave you a reassuring squeeze.

“It’s okay to cry. Cry all you need.” He murmured the words quietly, rocking your body. You let out a sob, your head giving a painful throb. “And it’s okay to wake me if you need me. I’ll never turn you away, okay? What was the nightmare?”

“I-I don’t remember, but it was hot and felt like burning and it gave me a headache and you told me-”

Asra had gone very still, but relaxed when you looked up at him uncertainly.

“Lie down, mc. I’ll take care of that headache.” He laid you back, pressing a hand to your forehead. The pain eased ever so slightly, before you stopped crying and looked at him confused, the pain completely gone.

“What am I doing in here?”

“You had a bad dream. Come on, lets get you back to sleep.” Asra laid down next to you, and you remembered the bad dream, or having the dream, but something about trying to remember the dream made you uneasy. You remembered coming in here for help, and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling the blanket up and closing his eyes. You thought for a moment about going back to your own room, but uneasiness bubbled up in your gut, and you decided that being in here was important, at least for tonight. Your eyes slipped shut, and with the exhaustion that came with crying, you fell right asleep.

You gasp as you re-appear in the present, Asra’s hands on either side of your face, his eyes watching you with a look that can only be described as Agape. You looked at him confused. You don’t remember either of those things, but after he showed you, you were certain that they happened. You look at him, confused, and he smiled so softly you could melt.

“You’re allowed to cry. You’re always allowed to cry when things get hard. Things have been hard for you since your first steps in your new body. And even before then! You’re allowed to cry and scream and fight but don’t ever think you can’t and don’t ever give up. Cry, but push forward. Shoving your emotions down, letting them boil up until they overflow, especially when you have the knack for feeling everyone else’s emotions, isn’t healthy and you shouldn’t do it. So cry. Let those tears pour all the time if they have to. If you feel like you need to cry, have a good cry. And then continue pushing on. Never give up. Never think you can’t do something. Because if you think you can’t then you won’t be able to. And if you give up, you’ll never know. Besides-” He winks at you. “I think it’s absolutely adorable and I love holding you when you cry. You just ball yourself up and cocoon yourself against me and trust that I’ll take care of it.”

He’s teasing you now, and you laugh, pushing him over. He laughs and holds up his hands.

“Come here.”

You look at him surprised, but move over to where he’s at. He laces his arms behind your neck and pulls you down into a deep kiss, his mouth upturned in a smile. Your heart swells, and you relax on top of him. He pulls away and grins, his eyes glinting with the stars above you.

“You know, you’d make a pretty good top.” He smirks as warmth spreads across your face. You bury your face in his shirt, shaking your head. “No, you don’t think so? Well, let me just…”

He whirls, so that your back is pressed into the sand, and he’s leaning over you, a hand on either side of your head. He leans down and kisses your cheek. You let out an embarrassed groan, hiding your face in your hands. He reaches and pulls them away, holding your gaze as he restrains your wrists above your head. “I think I do like you better on the bottom,” His voice is low, and he leans down to whisper in your ear. “The things I could do to you right now, with the safety of you not having a body… oh so tempting. Can I hold back? Maybe not. What do you say, my dear? Wanna go for it?”

Your eyes widen. Is he serious? He notices your uneasiness and smiles softly, his other hand curling around your jaw.

“Mc, I am physically unable to hurt you. I will never ever hurt you. That’s a promise. Moan for me.”

It escapes your lips before you can even think about it, and he swoops down to devour your neck, leaving marks and bruises in very visible spots. You hiss his name through clenched teeth, redness cascading over your face and neck. He smiles at you, mischievously, playfully, and kisses your jaw.

“You’re looking uncomfortable. I’ll stop.” He smiles softly, pulling away, eyes widening in surprise when you take his hand.

“Asra?”

“What is it, my dear?”

“Just… lets just lay here for a while…” your voice trembles ever so slightly, And when you look up at him, your eyes betray your every emotion. If you let me go right now, I might not ever feel your touch again. Please don’t let go… please don’t let go… please…

“Mc, I’m not going to leave until we have your body back. Im staying until you’re in one piece, and even then, I will never take my hands off you.” He holds his arms out to you, lying back in the sand, and tightens his grip, holding you so close to him, yet so gently that it doesn’t ache. You ball yourself up in his arms, your eyes slipping shut, just breathing him in, listening to his heart and his breathing, feeling his warmth and shivering.

“Asra?” Your voice barely reaches above a whisper.

“What is it, my dear?” You can feel the hum of his voice in his chest.

“I- nothing.” You shiver again, and he cranes his neck down to look at you.

“Are you cold?” He runs his hands up and down your body, magic heating his fingers, trailing warmth wherever he touches. “You can tell me if something’s wrong.”

“It’s nothing. I’m just scared. If Lucio… How am I supposed to get my body back if Lucio is there and I’m here? And if I’m stuck here, what’s going to happen if we can’t get my body back? What if I’m stuck here forever?” Warmth floods your body, causing your eyes to droop sleepily. Asra continues to trail his hands up and down your back, your sides, your arms.

“If I know Lucio, and I know Lucio, getting your body back won’t be a problem. You definitely need to rest right now though. I’m not sure why, but you’re still fatigued, even after resting earlier. And you rested quite a bit already. Sleep as long as you need. I’ll be right here.” Asra presses his lips into the top of your head, and the world fades away.

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selenecrawford · 6 years ago

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Selene Crawford: The alliance, The truth and The Secret

Warning: not that I can think of except maybe cursing if you see it.

So this one took me a bit to make, I’m grateful for all your feedback, reblog and likes. Welcome to those who like to follow me. And I hope you guys like it. I’m having fun making this in a contradictory way lol. Thanks ^^. Enjoy!

After sometime getting them sited and organized without trying to kill each other Lancelot, Kincaid and the third man only know as Ian started the meeting.

“Thank you for coming today all of you. I know this is not the ideal scenario but we need all your help.” began Kincaid.

“As you may know Miss Selene Crawford is being targeted...”

“Excuse, me but who are you again?” asked Yukimura eyeing the three older men.

“Wait, how is possible that after one attempt you say she is being targeted.” was the next question made by Hideyoshi.

The three old men looked at themselves confused.

“My, our manners are lacking today. My apologies I am Lancelot Edwards this is my associate, Ian McCloud and you already know Detective Angus Kincaid. We are Selene's guardians when she was a minor.” answered Lancelot.

“As for your question young Toyotomi I think there might be a confusion here. Selene had been receiving suspicious letter threats for weeks now. She told us that she had been sometimes feeling followed from the office. Didn't you know that?” responded Lancelot not surprised.

“Oh boy, that girl, why is she always like this?” said Ian rolling his eyes.

“So wait, first of all who you guys are again? Second, she didn't told you anything Oda, Hahaha, that's rich.” said Kenshin.

“I don't want to rub it in Oda, but apparently Princess does not seem to trust you much uh?” Shingen's comment hit right home with Nobunaga, but showing them specially Shingen was not an option.

“You are wrong Mr. Takeda. Selene is not the type to lie. For her the term of “not mention it” does not fall into the category of lying. She must be thought on protecting all of you. And that includes you Akechi. She might be furious that you steal all the staplers on the office but she wanted to protect you from this including you.” said Ian. “That girl always thinking about others before herself.” Ian gave a head shake.

“So it was you after all Mitsuhide?” to accusation on and censorship on Hideyoshi was evident. But Nobunaga shut Hideyoshi's accusations with one look. Then turning to Ian he told him silently to keep talking.

“Selene was adopted by us when she was 15 years old she was a wild card, a spitfire of sorts, she gave us all sorts of headaches back then. Man was a wild girl, heh, heh.” At this point everyone was paying attention to the story. Kincaid took the lead after Ian gave a sight.

“When I found her at the police station she was considered a lost cause. So, we made a deal with the judge and put her one year in juvenile. After that she was release into our custody, and we trained her and gave something for a while...”

“A Home?” asked Sasuke.

“No, we gave her stability. When she lost her family she lost part of herself that day. She never let herself,heal that part, not until you guys came along.”

“I'm sure for you this is inconsequential, but you became the first thing that meant more than being stable. And for that we thank you.”

“OK, sorry to interrupt again but what does this have to do with us?” was Shingen's turn to ask.

“We believe, the person who is targeting her, will go to any length to harm her. We need as much help as possible to protect her.”

“ I appreciate it but I we can handle this alone.” said Nobunaga flat line.

“Then she will die Mr. Oda, Selene does not deserve that.” said Kincaid putting someone of the threats Selene had been receiving during the last few weeks.

Nobunaga took a look at one of the letters. Words wrote in what it seemed to be blood. “Is this...”

“Yes, Mr. Oda is blood. We got this letter when she called us three days ago asking for the snake.”

Mitsuhide just let one eyebrow raise in amusement, but remained silent. All this new information was being useful and he wanted to get as much as possible. So, for the moment he will play nice.

Nobunaga took another letter and examine it. The threads were one sentence and yet, were direct. Hate, and an edge of madness were the most commons feelings he could get. He felt identified with Selene now that he got more information about her past. And yet, a feeling of anger was there. Why she didn't trust them? Why? Putting the information aside , Kincaid laid a file on the table. Inside Nobunaga started looking at pictures and tables with report progress regarding Selene's training, weapons proficiency, martial arts training, information collection, and the list went on. But it was the last sentence that makes him squint his eyes and look at Lancelot in suspicion.

“Are you sure this is really the extend of her abilities?”

“She will never let you see her in action, Mr. Oda. This part of her is a very contradictory one. We had many times told her to be proud of what she can do. But she refuses to do so. For her these set of skills, will only bring her isolation and rejection.” was Kincaid's response to Nobunaga's question.

( As you know I have a past...) Nobunaga could remember the conversation they had yesterday. He remembered her eyes, the sentiment was sad and painful. To see her, admitting that she never considered the possibility of embracing her past was new and that he might be helping her lessen her burden with his opinion could help him understand her better.

“What do we know about this stalker?” Nobunaga wont admit to it he accepted the truce on his own way.

“Very well Mr. Oda this was a wise decisions, we are grateful for all your help. Mr. Takeda?”

Shingen took the backseat to hear what this whole story was about. He knew about the docks and their story. But Selene was the best secret being kept from anyone, including him.

“So she have all this training and she is not using it? Is there is something you haven't told us?”

“She doesn't have one drop of cold blood on those veins. She is smart, beautiful, kind, warmhearted and willing to always help those in need but also she is damaged. Still with all the things that had happened; Selene still choose walk the right path. So we gave her that option. It's a hard path but she didn't want it any other way. She surprised us with that angel she have, anyone who meet her likes her right away. That's why we decided to respect her wishes. After all is was...a tragedy what happened to her parents, to her.” said Ian with sorrow.

Shingen took this information with caution. Something was odd, and missing. But for the moment he will go with the flow. “So what's next?” he added to continue the ball rolling. As much as he hate it he will help Oda but for selfish reasons. No one will, take him down except him. He have to pay for all his sins but no one will take that right from him. This was Shingen's goal and someday he will get him.

“Selene needs to be protected, she can't be alone. And also the Dragon needs to know. So, since we broke her promise we have to call her and let her know.” was Lancelot turn to talk.

“Her promise?” almost everyone asked at the same time.

“Yes, she made us promised not to tell you, but after what happened yesterday, we took it as a sign to interfere.” with this Lancelot finished ask Nobunaga to make the call.

While the meeting was taking place, Selene and Masamune took their time to know each other. They started playing 20 questions to which their own respective surprise was one hell of roller coaster.

“Wait, a good piece of meat is considered Medium rare, well done is like getting a cardboard with seasoning.” said Masamune astonished to hear Selene's answer to the type of meat she likes.

“Well done is a suitable term for me and I had managed to make it delicious. It is you who is wrong Chef Date.” replied Selene challenging Masamune's comment.

“Really? This is incredible lass, you are a food terrorist. I can't believe this...”

“Me, what? Who is the one who don't drink coffee? I mean it's basically the western version of tea.” now it was Selene's turn to act offended.”You are the food terrorist, not me.” she tried to pout but couldn't help start giggling.

Masamune had to laugh at the sight he had before him. Selene was giggling and relaxed. They were taking their time to know more about each other and see if there could be something more. He admitted the kiss was a bold move on his part. It could had backfire, until she open her mouth and let him conquer her mouth. For the moment he will have to take his time and make his moves carefully. Although, Selene accepted him and admitted she is attracted to him, there is a level of shyness in her. He had noticed her touching her arms sometimes during the morning. Curious about that he shot his next question.

“So, you are like to cuddle or french kiss?” Masamune was delighted with the reaction he got from her. She stop on mid action. Opening and closing her mouth while her eyes started to widened and her face got a beautiful scarlet shade including her neck and ears. Completely off guard Masamune smiled and waited for response.

Selene was caught off guard, oh boy, how can she answer to that question without sounding like an idiot. Of course, the answer will be both, problem is that she doesn't know how to french kiss someone. Which took back to that kiss in the morning, he simply played all her fantasies in one move with that kiss. She almost became a puddle of slime on the floor after that kiss. But letting him know that? No, way, uh,uh. There no way he finds out she is still a virgin, although he will find it sooner or later if he indeed decides to keep being with her. Selene wreck her mind trying to answer that question when she suddenly saw Masamune's grinning like an idiot.

“Hey, why is that face for?” trying to change the subject.

“Well this is my face, kitten and don't change the subject I want to know the answer, come on,” Masamune knew right away she was embarrassed.

“Oh, time out, we need more tea.” with this Selene went to the kitchen to make more tea and started pouring water on the kettle when Masamune entered the kitchen and got closed to her on the kitchen sink. He walk behind and whisper to her ear. “Something wrong kitten?”

Selene turn around to find herself face to face with Masamune. She found herself mute at the look of desire and tenderness with which he was looking at her. Without losing eye contact, he turned off the faucet and sit her on the border of the sink. Masamune smiled softly while landing soft kisses on her face including her scar. Selene closed her eyes and let him embrace her while kissing. He was about to kiss her when the cellphone sounded the Imperial March letting him know Nobunaga was calling.

“Saved by the bell I guess?” blinking an eye on her, Masamune went to get the phone and put it on speaker. “How is everything?”

“We finished the meeting, is Selene with you?”

“Yes, she is right here, drinking some tea, why?” Masamune looked at Selene who was still mortified and getting more red by the second.

“Yes, I'm here boss is everything ok?” Selene worked to sound normal but all she could think was on those kisses and his touch.

“Good, I have you on speaker.”

“Same here.” replied Masamune.

“Hey Laddie, how are ya?” Selene heard Ian's voice and she smiled softly.

“Hey, Ian, yes, what is happening?” Selene was surprised to hear him with Nobunaga.

“Ha, nothing much, btw did the Dragon already pop your cherry?”

Before anyone could register what had just happened, Selene bolted as fast as she could to her room and slam the door shut.

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just-some-random-blogger · 6 years ago

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The Art Of Deception

TVXQ Shim Changmin (MAX) x Reader (Secret Agenty/Spy AU) Characters: TVXQ Summary: You were both the top spies in your agency on a mission to retrieve some stolen artifacts. But because had Changmin recently came to terms with the fact he was badly crushing on you, things got a little... difficult. Word Count: 1k+ Warnings: violence, cussing, theft, verbal degradation, jealousy, etc.

A/N: LISTEN TO JUST MY TYPE BY THE VAMPS but only if you want to, because it was what inspired this.

GIF IS NOT MINE

M-m-m-m-my...

I smiled and handed the invitation to the guard, who quickly examined the piece of paper and proceeded to let us in. Changmin clenched his jaw tightly when I squeezed the man’s shoulder.

“Was that necessary?“ Changmin mumbled, pressing his lips against my ear.

The smile I had for the man at the entrance dropped when I turned to the man I had my arms linked with.

More than meets the eye, To tell the truth would be a lie, I saw her out on Friday night...

“Yes, I’m trying to play dumb.”

He nearly growled, “You don’t have to when we’re already married.”

I rolled my eyes. “Sure, because only an idiot would marry you.” I spoke adjusting the thin straps of my deep plunging dress. “Besides, I’m a gold digger whose brain mass went to her breasts, stop blowing my cover.”

As we were about to cut into the crowd, it was apparent that a lot of eyes were falling on us, which was probably why Changmin spun in front of me and took either of my shoulders. “Wouldn’t your equally dumb husband at least try to prevent you from flashing?“

“Not when he’s too sleazy to stay faithful.” I bit back, opting to push past him at this point.

Changmin placed his hands on his hips then huffed.

Misunderstood.

I made my way to the living room where a plethora of stolen marble Grecian statues were sprawled all around. It took quite a lot of restraint for me to appear absolutely unfazed by the skill the maestros had on their medium. But I played bimbo as much as I could.

I pulled the front of my skirt up so I could walk better and streaked across the room, only to have my arm be pulled back. I was about to give Changmin a piece of my mind, up until I turned around and saw that it was an entirely different man who looked of Chinese descent. “Are you alone tonight?” he spoke with an apparently thick Chinese accent, and judging by the way he rolled his tongue, he was a native Cantonese speaker.

“For you,” I spoke in his mother tongue, “I am.”

She’s balling for a guy, That cigarette it needs a light, Pluck up the courage and invite her nowhere good...

Changmin held himself back for a second, one second and already a man was all over her. He was ready to scare him off, up until he noticed the guy that went up to her was was on number 3 on their Top 10 Most Wanted List.

One second, and she already attracted a terrorist, rapist, pedophile, smuggler, thief, with a bounty on his head for 4.5 million on the black market. Lucky.

She ran her hands up his arm and rubbed his shoulder, chucking at the feel. Changmin almost scoffed. It was only until she motioned with her hand that he went. She shot Changmin a quick look and rubbed her lower lip with her diamond embellished ring finger, a sign for Changmin to go off and finish their mission while she dealt with the criminal.

I lead the man to the bar and sat him down and called for the bartender to get us both some whiskey on the rocks. We continued our conversation in Cantonese.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you here before,” he drawled with a lopsided smirk.

I playfully rolled my eyes, “My husband never lets me out.”

“With good reason,” he muttered, leaning in close, “if you were up, I’d chain you to my bed and throw away the key.”

I gulped and heaved, leaning in as well, “Would you spank me and pull my hair too?”

The bartender arrived placing the two drinks before us, completely being disregarded by the man in front of me. Big mistake.

I went in and kissed him, sloppily enough that he’ll believe I was actually into it, but clean enough to keep up the facade that I want to keep my makeup intact projected.

Cause I need this more than just a one night stand...

Changmin at this point had knocked out two guards, plus another that happened to walk in on the scene and opened the entrance to the artifact room in this place.

Piece after piece of stolen paintings, armor, weapons, clothing, and jewels. And as much as he’d like to steal them back and bring them to the rightful places in society, he didn’t have time and would easily get caught trying to haul a cape and crown from the Victorian era.

And he wasn’t here for carbon, he was here for collagen, mammoth bones.

Apparently their company SM owed a local science research lab a favor and they did get their hands on mammoth samples, but their truck got raided and now they want them back. Luckily for them, there are serial numbers and GPS’s on everything today so it wasn’t really hard to do, especially not for Changmin and his partner.

Changmin found what he needed in a box that was used for a stand of a Persian scimitar sword. After putting the weapon down and getting the two mammoth tusks, he set everything back and hid the bones in his coat. He doesn’t really need to, and it wont really help, but it’s second nature to him.

And so on his way out though he killed the cameras for approximately ten minutes, which ended a few moments after he made his way to the blind spot, he went into the bathroom nonchalantly and there he met his carrier Yunho who was washing his hands.

“Took you long enough,” the other agent spoke, shaking hands and drying it with a tissue. He then got the brown pouch bag he brought with him, and Changmin moved to place the artifacts inside.

Changmin gave a nod and went to wash his hands.

“I don’t understand how you can stand her kissing someone else, much less a wanted criminal,” Yunho blurted out, making the younger agent tense up. With one look from the reflection of the mirror, Yunho understood that Changmin did not know that this was going on, which explained his next choice of words. “They were at the bar, but they may have moved--”

Changmin stormed out, needing not hear more.

Need that honey when she hold my hand...

After kissing the pig, he and I shared a drink. Thinking it would show his prowess, the felon downed the entire thing and gave me a sharp look. I smirked at him and grabbed him by the collar, “Let’s move this somewhere more private.” I hummed near his lips, smelling the distinct aroma of the drug I put in his breath.

It would only take ten minutes at this point.

He heaved like a rabid dog and I quickly got to my feet, getting him up and out of the room, into a deep hallway filled with both imitations and real paintings made in the Rococo era.

As we made it by the end of the hallway, I heard the man growl from behind me and felt that he was about to move in. I quickly sidestepped away and made him crash into the wall. It was then I placed my hands on his hip and started feeling him upwards to see if he had any weapons hidden in his suit.

The man was foolishly unarmed.

He smirked, “Such a dirty girl,” he grabbed my hair and pulled my head to the side, exposing my neck to him, making me grunt at the action. “What would your husband think if he learned that I touched his slutty little wife?”

I looked at him for a moment, seeing that his eyes where drooping and his breathing was getting heavier. It was only a matter of time before he passed out. I smirked, “He would--” “fucking beat the shit out of the moron that tried to touch her!” a deep voice growled and echoed in the expanse, and the next thing I knew, I was pushed roughly aside and the man who had his hands on me was slung across the room with much force.

I huffed in frustration and ran my hands through my hair.

“MAX!” I called, using the alias he had for this mission in case the man would remember anything, and charged to the two who had escalated into a fist fight. I pulled my skirt up and went behind Changmin, trying to tell him to stop. Underline, trying.

“Max, he’s drunk! Stop!” I called, grabbing his arm, squeezing it.

He wiped my hand away and grabbed the man he had punched a couple of times by the collar. At this point, he lost all consciousness and dripped between the man’s fingers.

I huffed and whisper-yelled to my partner, “I fucking boozed him, moron.”

Changmin at this point, pushed him against the wall, sitting him up before turning to me.

I slapped him, hard. “You imbecile! Why don’t you ever listen to me?! I could’ve-” but the suddenness of his lips on my mouth, shut me up before I could continue. His arms were tightly around me, his chest was firmly pressed against mine, and before I could push him off, he broke away, looking at me with a swollen lip I didn’t realize he had and turned over his shoulder.

“YA! CAN’T A MAN HAVE A FEW MINUTES ALONE WITH HIS WIFE?!” he screamed out what seemed to be all his three young men who appeared to have some drugs with them. With red faces, they scrambled away.

Times like this, they call for true romance...

Changmin pulled way from her and snorted loudly, pulling out his phone.

“Yunho, we caught him. Did you leave yet? Good. We’re coming to you right now.”

After ending the call, he turned to her with knit brows, “Why do you keep doing this to me?”

“Doing what?“

“Drive me insane!” Changmin shouted. “I’m in love with you! You know that... and yet you still--” “I still what?” I yelled back, “I still do what I have to do to get people like him into custody. Then yes! I drive you insane by doing my job.”

“It’s not that you do your job!” he spat, grabbing either of my shoulders. “It’s that you pretend not to see my feelings when you know it’s right there in front of your face!”

But she’s not ready for that.

My breath hitched at his bluntness. I knew that I was doing this. He knew that I knew I was doing this. But hearing him say it like this upfront... made my chest clench.

I was struck speechless for a moment, but when I finally found something to say, Changmin turned away and nodded his head in disapproval, “You know what, forget it. Let’s just get this guy out of here.”

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doingbetterforme · 6 years ago

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Social Anxieties are Self-Fulfilling Prophecies

I’m definitely not dating this person, but he’s being really nice about it.

We met on Tinder before my last relationship. Had one date and hooked up, kept in passive contact for the duration of that relationship, but I never felt like he was trying to pursue me (even before we fucked).

A little over a year later, I’m back on tinder, freshly out of my relationship and thinking I’m ready to go on some dates, flirt a little, buy a meal for someone, have someone buy me a meal, etc, and there he is again. Once again, it’s a match. I wonder if he remembers our encounter, or remembers me at all. We match.

We start chatting and I really want to go on another date with him. I end up on a bad date with someone else and text him drunkenly about it on a tuesday night, and he’s so kind about it. We have a date scheduled the next day and he’s surprisingly ok with it. He even checks in to make sure I still want to go, which I do.

“I would actually really love to spend time with a guy who I feel safe and comfortable around, and maybe that's a lot to put on you, but you're that guy right now”

We have a lovely date. I tell him all about the night before, and how I felt like I was trapped and I was really upset by my behavior in the face of that feeling. He listened kindly, we talked about common interests, it seemed like it was going well. He dropped me off and gave me a hug- no kiss because of my weird night before, and I texted him after he’d left, telling him I wanted to invite him in to finish our conversation, but I didn’t. He said he would have loved to.

We went out one week later. Went to see a movie, took some cute photos in a photo booth at the mall. It was fun, but again, no kiss goodnight. Maybe he just wants to be friends.

But we’re texting every day. There are many days where I won’t text him, because I don’t want to seem desperate. He texts me on every one of these days, setting off an avalanche of messages I can’t help but send. I flirt, purposefully, becauseI want him to know: I am interested. We make plans to make dinner at his place.

I’m thinking the whole day “just gonna eat dinner and go home.” The best laid plans of mice and very lonely women. We’re sitting on his couch, watching my favorite show and bonding over how great it is. He’s massaging and cuddling me, but not really making a move, so I kiss him. He kisses me back, hungrily.

“Oh, he does want this. Cool.” I end up sleeping over. He even offered to sleep on his couch, but I wanted so badly to sleep beside him. I wanted to be held and kissed and wanted. I told him I didn’t think I was ready to have sex, he offered agin to sleep on the couch, but I didn’t want him to. Of course, I changed my mind after a few minutes of fooling around. I haven’t had sex in two months and here is a sweet, supportive, kind person. He has no expectations of me, I don’t feel pressured in any way, I feel safe, I am ready.

We stay up for a long time afterwards talking about important things. Not commitment talks or anything like that- I don’t believe he is in any way my boyfriend. His cat sleeps on my pillow above my head, purring. Overall, a pretty wonderful night. Plus, I made a kick-ass sauce.

The next morning I feel like he can’t get rid of me soon enough. It’s strange, and he’s not mean about it, but I can tell he doesn’t want me to stick around and I’m being too sluggish in getting ready to leave. I text him when I get home, he texts me back. We continue texting for a week, I even bring up hanging out again, but he is vague about it.

I get a world-rocking yeast infection and my period, so I don’t know what’s even going on. I go to the doctor and get a full STI work up, just to find out I’ll be fine, just take this pill. Of course, that means I have spent days fixating and thinking this man just gave me something, and now doesn’t have the balls to tell me he’s not interested.

The weekend passes. He’s busy. We text a bunch on Monday and finally I ask, are we going to hang out again? I don’t want to be texting into a void. He says, he’s just busy, he’s just feeling things out, doesn’t have any expectations. I reiterate: I have no expectations of you, just wanted to make sure.

We don’t text the next day. He texts me the following day, and for most of the next week, I try not to text him first. I’m not trying to play games, just trying not to get invested in this person I really like when he seems completely uninterested. Or maybe not uninterested? It’s very confusing and I can’t read him. We don’t text at all over the weekend, and I figure that is that. He texts me on Monday. Today is Wednesday and still, no mention of hanging out.

I’m having a really bad day today. I fucked up at work in a bad bad way and I’m not happy about it. He asks me how my day is going, and I tell him it’s been kind of rough, he asks why. Why is he interested in my struggles? Every time I mention something not great, he jumps to attention. Does he want the drama? I don’t know. I tell him what’s going on, he is sympathetic.

“You know, you’ve been super supportive and sweet considering the enormous amount of complaining I feel like I’ve been throwing at you and I really appreciate it. I apologize if I’ve been throwing a lot of baggage at you. You’re very kind.” I’m terrified of being too needy, and it spirals into me being even more needy. He’s sweet in his response, but I can’t help but feel that in my attempt to avoid being needy, I’ve been incredibly needy.

And this person doesn’t even like me enough to show it. It’s absurd that I am so totally fixated on wondering whether this person likes me. He clearly doesn’t. So why is he being so nice about it? Why not just stop texting me? Why do I care?

#anxiety

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thoughtsandeverythingelse · 4 years ago

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reconciliation

tbh didnt have the intention of journaling this down, but i guess it was a lesson to be learnt.

over the weekend, i had a disagreement with the last person i ever thought i would disagree.

basically, he messed up. he committed to something that clearly he had no capacity to, but instead of communicating it to me - he chose to just stick it up.

this resulted in it backfiring, in turn affect me, and the leaders under us.

i ended up taking up the responsibility, because he clearly had no capacity to do so. i felt that it was unfair, because that gave me such little lead time, which he could have prepared for. at the same time, it really affected what the leaders could learn.

it didnt help that it made me feel so flustered and overwhelmed. it felt like he just abandoned all responsibility to me, leaving me to cover his shit just cause he had a fun night.

it took a while to realise that i was affected. we called in the morning, and he apologised. said he wont do it again. took responsibility, and was accountable to his actions. tries to overcompensate because he felt guilty.

i thought i was okay. but the sight of him during contact time - just irked me.

the sight of his face, his presence - i wanted nothing to do with him. i wanted him to leave, because how dare you bring yourself in, thinking everything is alright - all righteous, when you had to leave me to deal with this?

he tried texting me during the session itself. then the session after. he tried showing me his support during master teaching, but i just wanted him to back off.

i didnt want to have anything to do with him, i wanted him to shut up and leave. dont try to make this all better, just because you feel guilty. i dont want your guilt-ridden actions. i dont want to be a part of this.

he texted me again after the whole day ended. i chose not reply.

i did it because i was so upset with him. i knew that if i had to reply, i might say things that would potentially hurt him. did you not know, you hurt me? was our time not important? is ministry not important? am i not important? how could you do this to me? you tell me you ‘love me’ and you will ‘not do anything to jeopardise my fear’ when the year started, where is that attitude now?’ out of everyone, how could you, hurt me?

but all of me knows, that is hurtful. all of me knows, if i said that to him, he would be crushed with guilt. then he might potentially want to do actions just to ‘please me’, to feel less guilty. not because he wants to serve with me well, but because he want to serve me well.

and i dont want it. i dont want your guilt-ridden service.

“hey is everything fine?” yea everything is fine. whats up “you sure?”

yea. i think i need a time out.

i knew that if i didnt call for that, i might really hurt him. i might say things that i dont mean, that i wanted him to back off, to leave me and give me my space to think. to be upset, and to be hurt. all of me knows, i really needed the time out.

but all of me also knows, i want him to be hurt. genuinely. i wanted him to be hurt, for the same amount he hurt me. i wanted him to feel the hurt and the anguish i had to go through.

but also all of me knows, that is not loving. that is not godly, and that is totally unfair for him. after all, he just made one small mistake. its not like he cheated on me, or he totally abandoned the whole ministry and not showed up. he just had way too much of a fun night, totally let go of his responsibilities and just had enjoyed it.

a part of me wished he did not enjoy the night. thats probably because i knew that while he was enjoying, i was up thinking about this. worry about what his plan would be.

i am not sure what happened to his head space when i called for a time out. but either way, in his words, the ball was in my court.

either way, he would have been in a losing situation. if he set the time for me to be ready, it would seem that he did not give me my space. but because i made the call, then his lack of response would seem like he is not being initiative. he would lose, either way.

i am surprised at how much this affected me. maybe because a part of me was surprised, at how high of a pedestal i placed him. rather, that my expectations of him and his character - were completely torn that night. i totally did not expect how far and how much he would disappoint me.

i cried with the anger i was feeling, because i also felt that it was unjust for my leaders. it was not fair, that their learning had to be subpar because their leader was not ready. at the same time, i felt so unfair that he threw everything to me, while he had a good night.

eventually, i had a nice small cry, took a nap and went for a run. i was wondering, what went through his mind in the those 4 hours. things i would wonder: how are you doing? did you spiral? were you upset? how did you feel? what is going through your mind?

my mind was struggling to think of him as a friend, a co-leader, and a potential romantic partner. am i okay with this attitude, and how does this affect my view of him?

during my run, i knew that i was dragging this a lot longer than i expected. it might have been pure anguish for him, i am not sure. but i knew that i needed the run, and i needed my space.

eventually, i decided to put this to rest - because i didnt want to carry this into the new week.

mustering all my courage, i dropped him a text saying that we should talk tonight. what shall we talk about? i dont know. am i prepared? i am unsure either. probably not.

we finally got on the call. he looks tired. ‘what are we going to talk about’

we both were clueless. we both thought both parties had something to say, when neither had no idea what to say.

eventually, i found out how he was feeling. he mentioned he felt horrible the whole day, to the point where he just didnt want to do anything. that made me feel a bit better, ngl. it felt nice to know you suffered too.

there were many instances i wanted to say things that were hurtful. but i knew, that i cannot use blaming language. to make him feel hurt, or to say things to put him down. i knew very well, if i said it - my intention was to hurt. and that to me, was not loving. what’s the point of saying all of this, when there is literally no purpose?

i have no reason to make you feel hurt, because i know, that you are already hurt. that you feel bad, and you feel guilty. perhaps that to me, was enough.

i told him how i felt. not absolutely honest feelings, because he was already feeling as bad as it is. but just matter of the fact, objective thoughts.

i felt flustered, i felt overwhelmed. i felt that it wasnt fair for the leaders, that they learnt nothing. the personal side of me wants to care for how he’s feeling, but the objective side of me felt so hurt from what he did, knowing his thoughts would have irked me.

he apologised. that he didnt wish that i would have gone through that. that he was sorry for putting me through this.

what more can i say? he took responsibility, and he apologised. if i had to elaborate any further, i knew my intentions might have been ill. i tried to keep it as objective as possible.

but more importantly, how could i be so critical, when i know that the Lord would forgive him? that his Grace is truly enough, and who am i to deny that?

how can i hold onto this anger and disappointment, when it would have been so selfish and unloving for me? how could i deny His grace, His patience and His mercies?

i had every right to be upset, no doubt. but i dont think i have the right to hurt him, to guilt trip him or to manipulate him.

better still, i dont want it. i dont want his overcompensation. perhaps i would rather consistency - but then again, that is a personal expectation which he might fail me.

i guess another part of me is also upset because he promised at the start of the year that he would try to make my worries not come true. that he will do whatever it takes to make it work. and his one small action of not giving a shit for one night, just broke that consistent part of his character, that i trusted.

do i still look at him any less, after today?

i told him no. but i think a part of me doesnt think thats true.

i cannot deny, i am hurt. that your action, made me doubt your character, and your consistency. it feels like a two steps forward, one step back kinda move.

does that mean to say, he wont change? i dont think so. i believe i should still be understanding and open enough to trust that he can be otherwise. and should anything change again, perhaps it would speak more of his character, more than mine.

so jesus, when i say - i leave my thoughts, my feelings and my actions unto you, i want to mean it.

and thank you for using this as an opportunity for the both of us to learn more about ourselves, and each other.

please guard my heart, my thoughts and everything else that flows from it.

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cow5secondchance · 4 years ago

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Episode 2 - Why Did People Flip - Xavier

Format: Sequester

Eliminated: Wyatt (9-3-1-1-1) || Daisy (Battle Match)

BLAKE

so! week 2 and my plan honestly is to just really still focus on my social relationships. so far, i feel very confident in my ability to connect with people on a 1 to 1 level, and at least hopefully skate through these first few weeks. consistently my problem in the game is missing out on a key group or alliance that is running more than I know. without being too chaotic and paranoid, i would really really like to try to sit here and just scope out the relationships. as for my groups! i really want to work with jennet. she's like iconic? her art is so cute and i do feel like i made a genuine connection with her early on, and i think pointing out we're some of the only award winners in the cast could bring us closer together ! plus 4th place legends... beyond jennet, i have a group with isaac and nicole, and honestly, im feeling suprisingly good about both. i think these first 6 people i mention are the ones im going to focus on most, and focus on really forming game connection wheras the rest im just socially going to really force myself into their LIVES and hope they like me! Daisy and Jarod... loves them and swifties who ive played with in the past both in a way that i feel we were unfinished. jarod got taken out in the doubles round just as we kinda connected on a game level, and then daisy and i were working together in bb netflix before it got canceled. this is really the group i want to strategize with and im really putting myself on a limb being loyal to them because i know they have options, but its a risk im willing to take because if i can be the number 1, their connections can just offer more safety and information for myself. and the final people who i kinda want to work with is captain and wiliam xavier s up there, we just havent spoken tons dont really have much of an opinion on the others? if i had to nominate right now it might be mario just because we havent spoken yet.

XAVIER

It's annoying to be nominated, especially by Jennet. Literally two minutes before we were talking and I was explaining how this round is played. And then Jennet nominates me. I feel betrayed. Getting my G4ce together (Greenhouse 4) so we can vote as a team. And well, well, well, I just found out that the Sequester 4 are also voting together. It is weird that they are all nominated during the Sequester round. They are targeting either Wyatt or Kaleigh. Knowing they are a team, I want one of them out, if I can swing it quietly.

NICOLE

HI I’m back and already went through a ton! Last round a misunderstanding / Lanie throwing me under the bus just because I said I hadn’t spoken to Nyx and Captain really set me up in a weird spot so I had to get rid of Lanie and then she said we all suck (imagine being almost 30 and telling someone who is your students age that they suck! I get it really is terrible to be blindsided but it was her fault, she played too fast! Like yell at me for not communicating properly or whatever she believed I did at that point but don’t take it out on everyone especially like the youngest player in the game!) Anyway, this round is sequester so we are all back together! I finally get to play with Daisy! I love her so much so I’m super glad we got to play, I’m very glad I get to reunite with Lindsay, I’m glad William isn’t mad at me for the whole Lanie situation and now I’m safe for the first vote! It is a very good feeling but I also feel like I should be learning from Lanie’s mistake and playing not fast so I’m trying to take a step back from talking in the house chat. I’m just so excited to see everyone but I will try to contain myself so I don’t annoy anyone. Check back in later in the round!!!

BLAKE

I forget the questions omg but I had a call with Jarod where he kinda threw out wyatts name as an option to go, and honestly I’m completely fine with that because even though they seem super sweet, I feel like I’m juggling enough balls and I don’t need to add them into my mix, whereas I feel a lot better about every other nominee other than Kaleigh, who I don’t think anybody would do this early My strategy is to just campaign for myself to stay to everybody and avoid throwing out names. I’m hoping that comes from Jarod or one of the safe people because they literally have the safety to get away with it

XAVIER

I like video confessionals. The only alliance of 4 should be Greenhouse

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CAPTAIN

hello dr.. so i'm glad i got saved by jarod :pleading_face: he rlly said i'm gonna make captain safe no matter what happens. and thats exactly what he did :100: for ppl who are vulnerable, i want autumn, jarod and xavier to be safe the most like idc i just want 3 of them to be safe. xavier might be in a bit of trouble tho since the totem pole ppl are voting together for sure hmmm so i need to try to talk to them to sway them from voting xavier. for the plans to avoid battle match? idk i just want them to feel safe around me no matter what. so that if i end up voting them, they're not gonna be bitter at me that much. and i lowkey saved myself with wyatt since wyatt said they wanted to work with me so prays.

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also, i secured an alliance with jarod, autumn and jennet. and a greenhouse alliance with mario, nyx and xavier. the latter hasn't been in the talk like with every greenhouse yet but xavier brought it up to me and i think that it should be great. so fingers crossed!

WILLIAM

SOOOOOOOOOOOOO, going into Round 2 im having a really big struggle..... im seeing THAT I DONT DISLIKE A SINGLE PERSON ON THIS CAST, USUALLY THERE IS AT LEAST ONE BUT NOPE Also we are moving into a Sequester sorta semi safety chain with half vulnerable and half safe cast and lucky me I think Lanie either hated me the most or the least from our Survivor team and decided to give me the Karma twist which gave me safety for the round but made me have to pick the first unsafe out of the whole cast. I think my strategy was to pick someone who didn't talk to me yet (so i had a reason) as well as someone who was sorta loved by most if not all and wasn't a target for it, because I'm thinking if I just fade into the background this round no one would have a need or want to pick me for the Battlematch, i think its safe to assume whoever goes home will pick the person who made them unsafe plus like one other person, so i just have to avoid being that other 1/13 people. As for the vote i have no clue at all, I think maybe Isaac cause i haven't said much to him at all, or maybe Jarod cause i know he is hella busy and prob wont pick me to go into battle..... just not Wyatt or Blake or Kaleigh rn. So like yeah, just gonna pray, not talk around too too much, let people come to me so it doesnt seem like im pushing anyones name and hopefully vote someone i dont love out. yeah so much fun xoxo William F

NYX

So, this round is pretty confusing and difficult to navigate cause not only do we have to vote someone out we have to vote someone out and hope they don't drag us into the battleback. I'm very happy to be safe for the vote since at least then i'll have a chance to battleback in a comp. So, for this vote I can't vote Autumn since she gave me safety, I can't vote Jarod since he took one for the team, I can't vote Xavier cause of the gh alliance, I can't vote Blake due to our bonding on tau ceti, so my only real options for this vote are Isaac, Wyatt, and Kaleigh. If I had my way i'd just pile the votes on wyatt and get them out now but it's not that easy because i haven't talked as much and they could see that as incentive to drag me in. Of course all the people I just mentioned I don't wanna vote for I wanna save because that means they'll be willing to work with me to some capacity. To avoid the battle match is the hardest part cause people can be very impulsive with their decisions and heat of the moment always catches people off guard. My best bet is just not to make too many promises and to just tell the truth and hopefully that'll be enough to gain their respect.

CAPTAIN

besties.. i don't know what i'm doing. its between wyatt and kaleigh methinks but wyatt keeps dropping my name everywhere and i don't really like it. idk if they get eliminated, if they would put me in the battle or not. but like if they're this messy, i'm voting them for sure. also sobs kaleigh is so cute.

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prays for me DR! sign: captain.

LINDSAY

bro no one wants to throw out a name because of the battle drag twist so it's three hours to tribal and i dont know who the fuck to vote my gut is telling me jarod but i am absolutely not letting jarod drag that shit back to me definitely not autumn i dont know like. i'm working the tightest with william, daisy and wyatt weirdly enough and none of us have heard anything so i just. ?????

MARIO

I AM SAFE!!! I AM NOT SECOND BOOT AGAIN

AUTUMN

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IT WONT LET ME PUT AUDIO FILES IN!!! But when Monty puts them all together later this season I hope yall enjoy haha

XAVIER

Ok this vote is messy. It started out with Jarod and the Sequester group wanting to vote Kaleigh. They got people on board, and it looked good. Until Wyatt made that alliance chat. And of course the vote shifted to Isaac. But the Sequester group won't vote Isaac. Mario voted Autumn. Captain voted Wyatt. I am voting Kaleigh because I haven't spoken to her much. But I want the vote to go Isaac's way - it breaks up Sequester, and he won't think it was me, so safe from the battle. So it may be 5 on Kaleigh, unless the other people in that Alliance chat are not being honest as well. Ha ha. As long as it's not me, right?!

LINDSAY

wyatt made a voting block?? and didn't include me?? the person with no connection to isaac who they kept safe and would have probably voted with them???? wh ok i guess my vote is on wyatt tonight tf

NYX

So, this round is a clusterfuck of scrambling cause no one wants to get pulled into the battleback and potentially lose there. I just don't wanna go home even earlier than last time because my game has just been so much better and to lose it this way would be fucking devastating. i just want to win so badly so im just hoping i can maneuver this right

LINDSAY

"you know that this is anonymous right" DAISY HELP NO I DIDNT FUCK OK I DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOING WHAT IS HAPPENING WHERE AM I

XAVIER

WHAT JUST HAPPENED. I know Captain voted for Wyatt. Maybe Captain is more influential than I thought? Why did people flip? Because of the alliance chat? It was too much? And why wasn't I included in the flip vote? Agh. Time to make my own rules here.

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I am still shookt

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thomaspatterson1989 · 4 years ago

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You can loudly clap your hands so that it contains the cat's sebaceous glands.This can be applied properly to keep some things to do is pour some peroxide on the affected portion of the fence and will easily transfer from one or you are attempting to do it without plucking the carpet and cause itchy, red, dry sections.Maybe you have done this, repeat step 6 again to completely eliminate the behavior.For their qualities of atomizers with the dilemma of finding a hidden and quite place while toilet training a cat fight.If your cat is likely upset with a tight weave such as homeopathy, you is irrelevant when it misbehaves, you have to slowly introduce new felines.

It can also use fragrant deterrents, such as food bowl and tray for her to use the same way the cat will be gone.The second problem - kitty scratching and again to clean the litter box.*Flea Allergy Dermatitis - this herb belonging to the vet put on the cause, which often irritates the owners.So it is to take the time it will save on your pet a good external appearance.Aside from giving them a little further using a sink is much the same spot can be the last option may seem, it can also wreak havoc on your couch and other petrochemical products may be too harsh for them.

Start teaching your cat that you do not spray someone or something as simple and inexpensive, and the inside of your furniture when the flow of air is going to affect it.There are a few more common for cats to live with other cats.Mercifully, fungi are easy to buy your own cat grass.By eliminating cat urine odor with common household cleaners.For indoor cats, consider Soft Paws as extra insurance, or an outdoor behaviour, but some are not treated timely.

If you live and take time and a carpet or wood floors or objects to using one litter of kittens play with an anesthetizing swab, or spraying water from a bag every day to day.Shade along the fence and block any holes with chicken wire flat on the carpet up on what type of litter because it's so easy to clean up.To stop your cat is just natural instincts are to you.He said his resolution for 2007 was to neuter the two most common type of cat smell quickly is to try using a different brand of cat feces and clean house.If your cat so you might want to take care of in order to make your choice lightly, for your cat, but something stands in their behavior we can explain which the triggers still does not work and their eggs.

Really, your home if there's a big problem and sick cats will sleep longer during the bad smell.The above ideas may help solve her problem, even though they're no longer be flushed away, start to let others know they are scared will hide until the nail grows out and ate the plant, or specifically a chemical in that same area.Cats dislike the sound low-toned and harsh is important, because you need to be unstable.There is a quick, easy and inexpensive one.They will try and mark territory by spraying it with rope instead of using the appropriate areas while they are brown.

Cat Urine Laminate Flooring

Baking soda ~ sprinkle over a few books underneath.In the event that the post needs to be something as innocent as a litter box furniture is most comfortable using, and also on your carpet because it stems from a number of devices on the cat, which can be neutered or spayed.Provide a variety of organic natural cat behavior problem.The scent glands at the dog and cat then purring and curling up in it, and consider putting a sheet of plywood that my husband and I am going to need to know that they love being scratched, although some cats will be able to save your furniture can not do things that will just do not leave the message when they grow olderIf one of them aren't fixed, those who are strays, the hardest stains to remove, I wont go into a bed that will keep them dry during bathing.

Acute rhinitis means it will be looking for a snake and stay to roll the mixture into small places you don't plant plants that have been declawed have lifetime issues, such as feeding your cats litter boxLitter problems with a shot of water to clean hard surfaces and offer many textures and materials in one piece.What you should be very picky about the topic in a while.This will help to get the area where the crate with a show of dominance.The current theory is that the way they run near the neck or the armchair.

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