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i actually do kinda like delivering groceries on the side because it gives me such a unique cross-section of the community. i never know whose groceries im shopping for until i finish the delivery and see them/their home and it's like it adds more detail to the picture of who they are. the baby supplies going to the apartment that i know for a fact is one bedroom (they'll be moving soon - i bet they're apartment hunting, i hope they find a place). the new cat litter box, bowl, and kitten food going to the house covered in "i <3 my dog" paraphernalia (a kitten definitely showed up on the porch recently and made itself at home). the fairly healthy boring grocery order that includes an incongruous tub of candy-filled ice cream going to the home of an elderly woman with toddler toys in the yard (it's clearly for her grandkids, whom she sees often).
shopping for someone else's groceries is a fairly intimate thing. i've bought condoms and pregnancy tests, allergy medicine and nyquil, baby benadryl and teething gel, a huge pile of veggies paired with an equally huge pile of junk food, tampons and shampoo and closet organizers and ant traps and deodorizing shoe inserts and a million other little things that tell a million different stories in their endless combinations. one time someone had me buy one single green bean. i messaged them to confirm that's actually what they wanted, and they said yes - neither of them liked green beans very much, but they had a baby they were introducing to solid foods, and they wanted to let him try one to see if he liked them. another time i had someone request 50 fresh roma tomatoes - not for a restaurant, but for a person in an apartment. the kitchen behind them smelled like basil and garlic when they opened the door. another time i brought groceries to three elderly blind women who share a house. that was one of the few times i have ever broken my rule and gone inside a place i've delivered to, because they asked if i could place the grocery bags in a specific location in the kitchen for them to work on unloading and there was no way i was going to refuse helping.
i gripe about the poor tippers, but people can also be incredibly kind. one time i took shelter from a sudden vicious hailstorm inside an older lady's home in a trailer park, while i was in the middle of delivering her groceries. we both huddled just inside the door, watching in shock as golf-ball-sized hail swept through for about five minutes and then disappeared. she handed me an extra $10 bill on my way out the door.
when covid was at its deadliest, people would leave extra (often lysol-scented) cash tips and thank-you notes for me taped to the door or partially under the mat. i especially loved the clearly kid-drawn thank you notes with marker renderings of blobby people in masks, or trees, or rainbows. in summer of 2020 i delivered to a nice older couple who lived outside of town in the hills, and they insisted i take a huge double handful of extra disposable gloves and masks to wear while shopping - those were hard to find in stores at the time, but they wanted me to have some of their supply and wouldn't take no for an answer.
anyway. all this to say people are mostly good, or at least trying to be, despite my complaints.
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why does the main news channel in here past 1am just play a repeating video? its not even an ad or something. it (in order is) (btw most are spinning on a podium) 1.broken mirror 2.cartoonish ball bomb with the fuse lit 3.owl on branch (looks like a doll, theres owl hoots and crickets) 4.smoking gun 5.golf club (just the head is in frame) 6.syringe standing upright on the needle 7.pure steel knife (no wood on handle) with a woman scream) CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON (in the language here) 1.apple with a bite taken out on metal prong 2.pair of brown but now dirtied black shoes, right one (our left) has the top ripped from the sole on the toes 3.dog (????????, has barks, looks like one of those yorkshire terriers) 4.military helmet with a pink bra on it??? (laughs start) 5.one of those disguise glasses with fake nose, eyebrows and moustache (laughs end, baby cry) CHOOSE YOUR LAUGH 1.glass with dentures inside 2.stephoscope 3.pirate map scroll? just looks like a scroll, cant read whats on it 4.a gold chalice, has dust coming off it 5.lute with lute sounds (police siren heard) 6.handcuffs 7.one of those necklace stands with a necklace on it (idk how better to explain it) 8.iron helmet, nothing else i can add, its too fast gone and details are blurry 9.iron helmet again, has mowhawk and spikes, face has plate with eye holes (think MFDOOM) 10.fairy wand, star on the tip, think kids toy 11.axe, cloth on the handle, something hanging from the end, cant tell what but it looks like a cover for the head 12.a VERY short katana, blade is about 2-2.5 times the size of the handle, its still in the sheeth CHOOSE YOUR HERO (again, local language) 1.bone 2.3 bars of gold and it starts a top down perspective, spins faster, vhs speeding up sounds and it ends might as well tell you- my brother thinks its an ad for the program (KINONOVA), but im just so confused, it even has a clock ticking sound constantly, most things stay on screen for around a second but some stay less, the titles i put in capitals appear in the upper left corner with the next object next to it i can send the video i took of it but it has, me bumping my camera accidentally, my mom snoring, a bad camera angle
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Things You Should and Shouldnât Bring to A Psychiatric Hospital
Going to a psychiatric hospital is stressful and traumatic enough, searching through Google to try and figure out what to bring and what not to bring is just an added stressor to an already stressful situation. So, I, a veteran of psychiatric hospitals, am here to help. As with most situations, your mileage may vary in regards to the psychiatric hospital that you go to, but this is a basic list of things that most psychiatric hospitals allow and donât allow.
Do Bring
1. At least three changes of clothes with no drawstrings or loose strings. Make sure theyâre comfortable. If youâre a female, I suggest yoga pants or leggings and comfy shirts. No underwire bras will be allowed, so bring your sports bras. If youâre a male, bring t-shirts and sweatpants, youâll be more comfortable and why not make yourself as comfortable as possible in one of the most uncomfortable situations? Bring several pairs of socks and a long-sleeved hoodie or jacket with the drawstring pulled out, even if itâs summer, because some room will be freezing. Also bring a couple of pairs of pajamas. Some hospitals donât care if you wear your jammies all day long and some require that you dress for the day.
2. Paperback books. You will get bored. If you like to read bring a couple of paperback books.
3. Paperback puzzle books. Like Sudoku, word searches, and cross-word puzzles.Â
4. A composition notebook. Those ugly black and white marbled notebooks with no wire binding. You can use it to journal, write notes, reminders, medication changes, âhomework assignmentsâ that your doctor or social worker give you, poetry, or anything you need to jot down.Â
5. Coloring books. If you like to color. It can be simple kids colorings, or the more advanced adult coloring books.Â
6. If youâre a person who menstruates, then, if you have period panties, bring them if thereâs a chance that youâll start your cycle while in the hospital. From personal experience the feminine hygiene items that are available in the hospital are just cardboard applicator regular tampons and bulky maxi pads. I believe that Always makes disposable period panties that you can find in most Wal-Marts, or you can buy from Everie Woman, Joyja, Ruby Love, and many other online retailers. (No affiliation or money made from that advertisement.)
7. A list of your medications. You are going to be nervous and stressed and will forget something. Even if youâve quit taking your meds, bring a list of what youâre supposed to take.
8. A list of important phone numbers. Friends, family, your doctor, therapist, social worker, case worker, anybody you or they may need to contact.
Do Not Bring
1. Anything with strings. This can be drawstrings or pants with ripped knees or stringy hemlines at the ankles. This also includes shoelaces. Bring slip-ons or shoes with Velcro fasteners or do what I did and just go around in your socks.Â
2. Hardback books. Security will keep them or put them in a contraband room. Either way you wonât be allowed to have them.
3. Pens or pencils. The nurses station will usually have little bendy pens or harmless golf pencils that you can use (or both in some hospitals.)
4. Markers, coloring crayons, or coloring pencils. Theyâll usually have these on the unit, so it makes zero sense, but most hospitals wonât let you have them anyway.
5. Razors/electric shavers. Razors wonât be allowed period, but some hospitals will have a shaver that you can borrow. Or, if they do allow razors, youâll have to be watched closely while you use it.
6. Feminine hygiene products. It sucks, but they wonât allow you to have your own. Why itâs so different from what they give you, I donât know, but there you have it.
7. Cigarettes, cigars, vaping equipment. Theyâll give you nicotine patches or nicotine gum if youâre a smoker, but you wonât be allowed to smoke.
8. Your mileage may really vary here, but most hospitals wonât allow you to bring snacks or food or drinks of any kind, and definitely not if theyâre in glass or open packages. Some hospitals will allow visitors to bring you closed packages of snacks, but donât bet on it.
9. Your medications. Exceptions include antibiotics, vitamins (some hospitals will let you have your multivitamin), or special medications that your pharmacy usually has to order. For example, if you are on the diabetes medication Ozempic, bring it, they wonât have it and probably wonât be able to get it. If you are on the diabetes medication Metformin, leave it, itâs super easy to get and a very common medication.Â
10. Cash. If you do bring it itâll be kept safe in a safe in security, but itâs best not to bring it.
11. Your cell phone. With very, very few exceptions you wonât be allowed to have it. If you do bring it, and most people do, itâll be kept either in security or a contraband room. You may be allowed to access it long enough to get a phone number out of your contacts, but you wonât be allowed to make a phone call or send a text.
12. Sharps. Donât even think about trying to bring anything sharp. No needles, no syringes, no broken glass, no razor blades. They will find it and they will take it. End of story. Donât think you can hide it in your shoes or bra either. Many hospitals will make you totally strip and change into a gown and hospital pants so that security can go through every inch of what you were wearing. I hope that included clean underpants!
13. Stuffed animals/your own pillow/blanket. Even if itâs your comfort item that you canât sleep without, theyâre probably not going to let you have it.
What the Hospital Will Supply
1. Your meals. You may or may not get a choice in what you eat, but regardless you will be fed. If you are having trouble eating and your doctor or nutritionist orders it, you may be given Ensure or Glucerna to supplement your meals.
2. Snacks and drinks. Most hospitals will have healthy snacks available as well as water, juice, coffee, and milk. Donât expect regular coffee after 1pm though. They switch to decaf then.
3. Feminine hygiene products. Theyâll be cardboard applicator, regular size tampons (which stinks if you have a particularly heavy flow and is why I suggest you invest in two or three pairs of period panties if you know youâll be in a psychiatric hospital at some point, or even if you wonât, the right ones are awesome.) and bulky maxi pads that feel like a diaper. The hospital may also have disposable adult diapers if you have problems with incontinence or canât get period panties and their supplies just arenât enough and youâre worried about leaks.Â
4. Markers and crayons. Chances are theyâll have them on the unit for you and everybody else to share. Be nice and put the caps back on.
5. Bendy pens or short stubby pencils. The bendy pens take a little getting used to but theyâre better than the pencils.
6. Toothbrushes, combs, toothpaste, deodorant, shampoo, body wash, conditioner, towels, and wash cloths. The towels and wash cloths feel like sandpaper, but, yeah, they have them.
7. Laundry services. Whether they let you do it yourself or they do it in the middle of the night, almost all hospitals will have a washer and dryer for patient use. Expect to go home with at least one less sock than what you came with.
8. Your medications. The hospital will give you all your medications. Even the ones that arenât for psychiatric use.
9. Phones. Iâve seen some lists that say you need to bring a phone card to use, but Iâve never been in a hospital that has actual pay phones. Iâve always been allowed to use the phone for long distance calls with no problem. If your specific hospital says bring a phone card, then do, but chances are you wonât need it.
If Youâre Lucky, Your Hospital Might Offer
1. Weighted blankets. These things are awesome for anxiety.
2. Wireless Headphones with different music chips. Classical, pop, rock, hip-hop, whatever your jam is.
3. Safety laces. Walking around with no laces in your shoes is annoying.
4. Spare clothes. If you came in with just the clothes on your back and you need to do laundry many hospitals will have spare clothes.
5. Weak little ponytail holders. You canât do any damage with them, but theyâll certainly damage your hair, so beware.
6. Sensory Candy. Sour for alerting. Hot and spicy for focus. Chewy fruit chews for soothing anxiety.
7. Stress balls. Squeeze!
8. 10 minutes of cell phone time at the top of each hour. Iâve been in several different psych hospitals and only one has allowed this, so donât get your hopes up.
So, itâs a fairly exhaustive list, but probably not totally complete and as I said from the beginning your experiences may vary from hospital to hospital. Iâve been in some really bad hospitals and some really good ones, but the things to bring and not to bring seems to be about the same.
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Department One: Apparel And Jewelry
What are you wearing today? A t-shirt dress. Theyâre so comfy.
What does your favorite shirt look like? All my many graphic tees.
What kind of underwear do you prefer wearing? Hipster.
What are your favorite kind of jeans? Skinny jeans. Itâs crazy though cause I literally havenât worn jeans at all for the past 4 years now. I live in leggings and lounge shorts.
What do the last pair of shoes you wore look like? Theyâre black Adidas with the white stripes.
How many shoes do you own? Like 6 pairs.
How much jewelry do you own? Lots of, but I usually just wear the same earrings everyday.
Do you own any real diamonds or other expensive jewelry? No.
Has anyone ever gave you jewelry as a present? Yes.
Do you like diamonds or gemstones better? Both are nice.
Silver or gold? I like both.
Department Two: Electronics Do you have a DVD player in your car? I donât have a car.
If you have one, what does your camera/camcorder look like? I donât have one of those either, I just use my phone.
How much did it cost? --
What kind of cellphone do you have? iPhone 12 Pro Max.
How often do you send texts? Not often.
Do you have your own computer or does your family share? I have my own laptop.
How many computers are in your house? Two.
Do you still have a VCR? Nope.
How many DVDs do you own? I donât know; a lot.
Does your car have a GPS? --
What kind of ipod/mp3 player do you have? I use the Spotify app on my phone to listen to music.
How many songs are on it? --
What size is your TV? I think the one in my room is a 42 inch.
How many TVs are in your house? Four.
What video game systems do you have? I personally just have the Switch, but my brother has a few other game consoles that I sometimes use.
What about handhelds? The Switch.
How many video games do you have? I have 5 for the Switch.Â
Department Three: Home What kind of shampoo do you use? Dove shampoo.
Soap or shower gel? Soap.
What does your comforter look like? I donât have one on my bed, currently. Actually, I havenât had one for awhile. I get too hot.
Does it match your pillows? --
What size is your bed? Full.
Do you or your parents like to decorate the house with various things or is it plain? It has various decor.
Does the furniture in your house match? Yeah. What does your couch look like? Theyâre gray.
How many does your dining room/kitchen table seat? We donât have a dining room/kitchen table.
Do you have any fancy china? Yes.
Do you have outside furniture? No.
What do your curtains look like? The curtains in my room are black.
Department Four: Grocery What kind of bread do you get? Wheat, white, sourdough.
What is your favorite kind of cake? White cake, funfetti, red velvet.
Do you get a lot of sweets from the grocery store? Sometimes.
What kind of soda is your favorite? Coke, Pepsi, Dr. Pepper, and the cherry versions of all 3.
Do you drink juice? What kind? No, Iâm not a juice fan.
What is your favorite chewing gum? Mint.
Do you usually get candy from the check-out aisle? No.
What is your favorite soup? Iâm a ramen gal.
Have you ever had soup when you were sick? Yeah.
What are your favorite canned vegetables? Green beans and corn.
What do you eat for breakfast? Usually over-easy eggs and Eggoâs.
Poptarts or toaster strudels? Both. What salad dressing do you prefer? Ranch.
Ketchup, mayonnaise, or mustard? I like all 3.
What kind of cookie do you like best? Sugar and shortbread.
What kind of snacks do you get at the grocery store? Chips and dip, cookies, and ice cream.
Do you get the meat from the deli? No.
What is your favorite frozen dinner? Healthy Choice pesto pasta, Lean Cuisine spaghetti and meatballs and spinach and artichoke linguine, Smart Ones scrambled eggs and hash browns, and Hungry Man salisbury steak.
Do you prefer frozen dinners to actual cooking? No.
What is your favorite kind of pasta? Pesto pasta and spaghetti.
Do you eat meat? And if not, do you eat vegetarian meat? I eat meat.
What is your favorite fruit? Bananas.
What about vegetable? Spinach, potatoes, broccoli, green onion, avocado.Â
Department Five: Health And Beauty What kind of makeup do you normally use? I stopped bothering with makeup a few years ago; I just donât have the energy or motivation for it. I wore a little for my brotherâs grad party back in June, but that had been the first time in years and I havenât worn any since.
Do you wear more makeup on special events? --
What is your favorite makeup brand? I liked CoverGirl, Maybelline, Wet nâ Wild, and NYX.
Do you use any acne products? No.
What kind of perfume do you use? I donât have a perfume, but I have a beachy smelling body spray that Iâve been using the past few months.
Have you ever been on a diet? Yeah, a high protein one.
What products do you use in your hair? Just shampoo, conditioner, and sometimes detangling spray.Â
How often do you brush your hair? Itâs so short right now I can go a day or two wthout brushing it and itâs fine.
What do you take when you have an upset stomach? Honestly, a heating pad really helps me with that. Sometimes, though, Pepto Bismol might be necessary. Peppermint tea can be helpful for me sometimes as well.
Do you take any prescription medicine? Yeah.
Department Six: Movies, Music, And Books What is your favorite movie of all time? I couldnât possibly choose.
What genre of movie do like best? I like variety, but horror, psychological, and drama are at the top.
What was the last movie you watched? The new Marvel Shang-Chi movie.
What was the last movie you purchased? I donât recall.
What is your all time favorite band? Linkin Park.
Do you still buy CDs? Nah, that was many years ago now. <<<
What was the last CD you bought? No idea.
What was the last song you listened to? I donât recall at the moment.
What is your favorite book? I couldnât possibly choose that either.Â
Do you even like reading? I love to read and do a ton of it. I finish one and go onto another. Iâve been really into a few different series by a few different authors and theyâve provided me with a lot to read for the past couple years.
How often do you read? ^^^.
Department Seven: Sports And Fitness Do you own a bike/scooter/skateboard/etc.? Nope.
How old were you when you learned to ride a bike w/o training wheels? I donât ride bikes.
Have you ever been camping? Nope, and I have no interest in doing so.
How often do you work out? Literally never. <<<
Are you in good shape? No.
Do you go to a gym? Nope.
Have you ever been fishing? Yes, I briefly tried it out once.
Have you ever been on a boat? Yeah.
Can you play golf? I played mini golf once a a kid.
Ever rode on a golf cart? No.
Would you ever go hunting? No.
What is your favorite sport? Iâm not into sports.
Ever played on a sports team? Nope.
Department Eight: Toys What was your favorite toy as a child? Barbies.
Do you still play with toys? No.
Do you collect any toys? Well, figurines and knickknacks.
Did you ever have building blocks? I had Legos.
Did you play with dolls? Yep.
Barbies or Bratz? Which were better? Barbies hands down.
What is your favorite board game? I have many, I love board games.
Do you like to do arts and crafts? Iâm not crafty, artsy, or creative, but arts and crafts can be fun depending on what it is. Nothing too complicated. I enjoyed it a lot as a kid.
Do you think that kids now have it better than when you were young? In some ways.
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Headcanons Nobody Asked for... (1/3)
I asked two of my friends who have never seen or read Kimetsu no Yaiba to give me headcanons for different characters! They know a few details or names from me talking about it but they still donât know a lot.
I sent them the characterâs official anime design/silhouette/whatever itâs called plus a second pic (usually a screenshot). I added the screenshots I sent them, âcause why not?
Theyâve dubbed themselves Fish and Ferret for the purpose of this post. This whole experience was chaotic...
Hashira this time:
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Mitsuri
- âWatermelon wife!â
- âShe makes cookie dough just to eat it... doesnât make the cookiesâ
- âDoesnât shave her legs and will cut anyone who gives her crap for itâ
- âShe canât be trusted to go into target alone otherwise she will buy the entire snack aisleâ
- âAlso one time she tried to bring a sword to the airport and got mad when security tried to take it awayâ
- âShe snoresâ
Giyuu
- âPlayed the bagpipes ONE TIME and now everyone gives him shit for itâ
- âHe has two little sisters and he paints their nails for themâ
- âHe holds the snacks when everyone goes on adventuresâ
- âHeâs hiding friendship bracelets on his ankles under those socksâ
- âHis pants WILL fall down without that belt and he makes sure everyone around him knows itâ
- âWears pants two sizes too large so he has room to do cartwheels and hide snacks in themâ
- âLets everyone play with his hair when they get stressed and itâs surprisingly soft â
- âDefinitely puts product in his hair but denies itâ
Sanemi
- âTakes off his shirt whenever he can just to prove that he does in fact have absâ
- âEats hot Cheetos and thinks theyâre spicy... Will fuck you up if you try to take one without askingâ
- âThe softest dude bro youâll ever meet but he can still kick your assâ
- âWill destroy you in mini golf with no mercyâ
- âI feel like he wears mascara to fancy eventsâ
- âHe had an mcr phase in middle school and never recoveredâ
- âSecretly plays the banjo but only when extremely drunkâ
- âHe holds his pencils dead wrong and is too stubborn to admit itâ
- âGot lost in an ikea once and destroyed several hundred dollars worth of furniture trying to find his friendsâ
Shinobu
- âUnironically uses âuwuâ while textingâ
- âPretends to be civil to her exes but still has massive grudges against them for tiny dumb thingsâ
- âWill spend hours in the butterfly room at the museum trying to make friends with all the butterfliesâ
- âWill pull the âoh, you havenât heard?â thing if she does anything dumbâ
- âHas broken the toes of boys who were harassing her friendsâ
- âSquished a bug by accident once and started sobbing and quoting hamletâ
- âAn absolute slut for themed gift basketsâ
- âHas to smell all the scented candles but never buys anyâ
Uzui
- âAbsolute crackheadâ
- âStole a shopping cart once and still has it in his basement somewhereâ
- âBedazzles his jeansâ
- âOnce jumped out of a tree with a makeshift parachute and was surprised when it didnât workâ
- âScared of spidersâ
- âHas a youtube channel where the only videos are him doing dumb shitâ
Gyomei
- â âGuys come on, itâs not jewelry!â â
- âA big softie but refuses to admit itâ
- âHis friends quote vines a lot and he doesnât get itâ
- âFrequently gets lost from the group while stopping to tie his shoeâ
- âVery passionate about saving the beesâ
Muichirou
- âSoft!!â
- âRegularly calls people out for being idiots but is just trying to keep everyone safeâ
- âHe looks for smooth rocks and takes them home just becauseâ
- âWas the kid who sat in the outfield and made daisy chains for his friends during baseball practiceâ
- âHe spends 10 minutes lint-rolling cat hair off his clothes before he leaves the houseâ
- âOwns 20 pairs of the same socks because they were on saleâ
Iguro
- âHe orders food for his Snek at restaurants and makes sure thereâs no egg in it because his Snek is allergicâ
- âSnuggles with Snek during the winter to make sure Snek stays warmâ
- âHas ink all over his hands from artworkâ
- âCrochets tiny Snek hats! Gives them as gifts and no one knows what to do with themâ
- âSnek draws too and he hangs the pictures up in his houseâ
- âGives other people haircuts and theyâre surprisingly goodâ
Kyojuro
- âFights crocodiles and refuses to see why it isnât a good ideaâ
- âCan and will fight anything that movesâ
- âWill drink until he passes out if heâs trying to beat someone elseâ
- âChallenges people to push-up contests for fun. Everyone hates itâ
- âAlways the one who comes up with bad ideas that somehow end up workingâ
- âBleached his hair by himself once and refuses to acknowledge the fact that it was ever a different colorâ
- âShaved the ends of his eyebrows off on a whim and keeps them like that only because everyone hates themâ
I then asked them about some canon things and who they thought applied to who as well as asking about their friendships
âWho would you ship?â
- âI ship hot cheeto boy and shopping cart manâ / âI feel like they have the most potential chaotic energy togetherâ (Sanemi and Uzui)
- âButterfly girl and bagpipe boy are possibly together and itâs the softest thing everâ (Shinobu and Giyuu)
âWho do you think has multiple spouses?â
- âDoesnât get vines guy has a fuck ton of wives but theyâre all buds so itâs fineâ (Gyomei)
âOne is trained by the other, who is that?â
- âMui is being trained by butterfly girlâ (Shinobu)
âMore of a fandom thing but which one gets bullied by the others?â
- âI think flame haired bleach boy gets absolutely roasted by everyone but they keep him around because he knows how to have a good timeâ (Kyo)
âWho are friends?â
âSnek and Mui are buds!â
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summary: Shawn is under more pressure than heâs ever known. He craves release and comfort, the simplicity of sex. He gets more than he bargained for.
warnings: language, NSFW, me writing Niallâs accent
WC: 6.7k
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âSo⌠are we talking like, full on whips and chains and nipple clamps and shit?â
Shawnâs eyebrows are lost somewhere in his hairline, but at least itâs more life in his eyes than Niallâs seen in a while. Niall tries not to go pink at Shawnâs assumption, but heâs still not that good at talking about all this.
âNo, no, mate. I mean, some of âem do that. I think, I mean, based on what you pay for it, theyâll do whatever you want.â
Both guys go quiet and squirm a little uncomfortably. Theyâre sitting in Shawnâs living room in his $3 million bachelor pad, furnished very tastefully and expensively, talking about hiring sex workers. It doesnât look or feel great.
Niall sighs. âItâs not like Pretty Woman. These girls donât even charge by the hour. Theyâre escorts, not hookers. Theyâre educated and articulate and the kind oâ woman you could have on your arm at any industry schmoozing event and no one would bat an eye. Thatâs the whole point.â
Shawn nods thoughtfully. Heâs heard of agencies like this, obviously. Heâs been around the industry long enough to know guys like him, and producers and managers and agents and other high-powered men, arenât driving down Hollywood Boulevard looking for $200 an hour streetwalkers. But that doesnât mean Shawnâs ever remotely considered utilizing a service like this.
âBut⌠theyâre dominatrixes?â
Niall tips his head back and forth, squinting as he looks for the words. âTheyâre dommes. âS a bit different. La Splendeur is the name oâ the agency. They hire women that boss you around a bit, in some form or an udder. I mean, have you ever tried that?â
Shawn flushes a little and scrolls through his relatively short sexual history. â... sort of? Like, sheâs on top?â
Niall sighs and closes his eyes with a wise smile. He has much to learn.
ââS just a suggestion. La Splendeur is the best of the best. Super discreet. Beautiful. Interesting girls. And itâs better stress relief than Iâve found anywhere else.â
âIncluding golf?â Shawn quips.
Niall barks a laugh. âIncluding golf. Iâll leave you the number and you can decide. I really like Karina, but it might be weird knowinâ weâve both had our hands in that cookie jar. Up to you, mate. Totally up to you.â
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Shawn has never been so anxious about a phone call in his life. He goes through his phone and turns off location services first, suddenly paranoid that they could somehow track his device and be able to broadcast this for the whole internet. Plus, heâs busy with pre-festival run promo, so heâs forced to make the call in the middle of the day.Â
He goes to great lengths not to be heard, very publicly excusing himself to the bathroom and then running off to a quiet conference room down a hallway that was deserted. He shuts himself inside, stands in the corner by the window and dials, hands shaking.
The voice on the phone is smooth and easy, probably used to dealing with nervous wrecks like him all the time. She explains how it works -- the rates, the wire transfer, the security, the booking. Selecting his date comes down to an emailed photo portfolio, password encrypted and accompanied by a very stern warning not to share it with anyone, even potential referrals. Shawn supposes that makes sense -- they donât want these photos getting passed around without the safety net of knowing that in return, the agency has the clientâs private email address.
Heâs twitchy all day before he can get home to his laptop, kick off his Saint Laurent chelsea boots, and pick his date.
âDateâ is how heâs trying to think about it. Niall encouraged that, too. Shawn texted to let him know that heâd made the call (less than 24 hours after Niall had made the suggestion). Niall was over the moon, reminding him that itâs supposed to be fun and he shouldnât feel weird about calling. Itâs like a guaranteed great first date, just⌠a really expensive one.
Shawn opens the email to a PDF of professional and truly stunning photos. Each girl has a short bio and a series of shots that really donât feel at all like advertisement for sex. He takes note of Karina, Niallâs favorite, a short and curvy Filipino girl who apparently excels at tennis, loves to sail and has an MBA. Her photos are gorgeous -- her on a beach wearing a tasteful cover-up and a flower in her hair with just enough cleavage to catch a guyâs attention, standing beside a tall window in a snug dress and heels, and grinning on a tennis court, a cute candid.
In total, there are about 25 women on La Splendeurâs roster of sorts, more than Shawn expected. Theyâre incredibly diverse in terms of race, shape and size, all accomplished and learned and surprisingly non-threatening, given the niche service they provide. Only one had him scrolling back up to look at her again and again.
Penny, 26, has a masterâs degree in criminal psychology, is fluent in four languages, is an excellent skier and has a German shepherd named Pamela. Her photos show her lying barefoot in a cocktail dress on a lounge chair with a look in her eyes that says she already knows everything about you, looking over her shoulder to laugh at the camera during golden hour from above the Hollywood sign, and his personal favorite, a black and white close up headshot. She doesnât look to be wearing a stitch of makeup. Her hair is wet and slung over and around her face like itâs in the wind. Her lips are parted, her eyes are dark, and Shawn has to meet her immediately.Â
Penny. Penny. Penny.
God, he canât fucking wait. Heâs so keyed up he actually grins at the change he gets from a barista at Commissary because she gives him back two cents.
His instructions are clear and concise. He is to get himself to the Chateau Marmont and head into the bar, where he will give his name. Someone will escort him up to his suite for the evening, where he will be greeted by security, who will confirm the receipt of the wire transfer and wait until his date arrives. Check out time is 11:30am the next morning.
The big guy who lets him into the room seems friendly enough, but Shawn is sure his every move is being watched by a hawk. Even with rich and famous clientele, agencies canât afford to take risks with their employees. At least he doesnât feel like a nervous kid being scrutinized by his prom dateâs dad while he waits. In fact, the guy, Gus, he says, sees him shaking like a leaf and murmurs that the mini bar is fully stocked. He excuses himself to wait outside.
Shawn pours himself a glass of bourbon on the rocks and looks around. Heâs never been in a room at the Chateau. Itâs a bit odd -- almost too comfortable to be a hotel. Thereâs a full kitchen and vintage furniture that looks like it belongs in a warm, comfortable apartment rather than the stoic uniformity of a hotel.
Heâs rattling ice in his glass anxiously and staring out at the lights of West Hollywood when the door opens. Heâs just distracted enough not to stand immediately when she walks in, and he realizes a little late that itâs rude, so he scrambles to be upright and almost drops his fucking crystal glass.
Sheâs smiling warmly at him like theyâre old family friends. Itâs not clinical or superficial or forced. Itâs a real smile, and itâs so beautiful. Sheâs so beautiful.
I mean, wow.
Sheâs medium height, 5â7â probably, but taller in her spiky heels. Her hair is lighter than he saw in the pictures, probably from the summer sun. Her olive skin is gorgeously bronzed. Her brown eyes are darker than his, like espresso. Her eyes are wide set and framed by well tamed thick brows. Her lips are full and European. Italian, heâd guess.
So why is her name Penny?
Shawn almost rolls his eyes at himself. He doesnât know why thatâs sticking in his head now, of all moments. Gus gives her a nod and shuts the door. As she approaches, graceful and quiet even in her heels, Shawn blinks, staring at the door.
âIs⌠uh, does he stand outside the whole time?â
Penny smiles again and cocks her head, shaking it. âNo, no. Heâs my driver, not my guard dog.â
Shawn gives a weak chuckle and it sounds pathetic to his own ears. At the mention of dogs, his mind springs to Pamela the German shepherd. He wonders if sheâs real or a line in a bio to make Penny sound quirky and likeable. He watches her lift her sheath of thick hair over one shoulder and reach for the glass of bourbon in his hand to take a sip. He decides he doesnât care.
âPlease, have a seat,â she suggests, gesturing to the sofa. He blinks too much and plunks himself down, clearing his throat.
She lowers herself beside him, facing him with her arm stretched along the back of the couch toward him. She folds her ankles and for a second Shawn thinks about the scene in The Princess Diaries when Mia falls out of her chair trying to pull the same move. Penny emulates Queen Clarisse instead. Shawn tenses against his own will. He can feel himself shutting down.
Penny takes another sip of his drink and eyes him carefully from over the glass. Sheâs been doing this long enough to know when a guy is locking up in front of her eyes.Â
Itâs like Operation. You have to move slow and careful, or you get zapped. He could be the kind of guy that would respond well to her dropping her hand to his knee while they talk, or it could send him springing across the room. Penny follows her instincts and instead flicks her heels until her multi-thousand dollar shoes clunk onto the hardwood below her. She curls up her feet beside her and tilts her head to rest against her fist.
âHow long are you in LA for?â
Itâs one of her favorite safe questions. It offers potential to discuss work if he wants to go there, but is vague enough to offer him an out if he wants it.
âUh, for another couple weeks. Iâve got some meetings and events and stuff and then I think Iâm bouncing around. New York, maybe. I donât know my schedule as well as I probably should.â
Well, at least heâs talking. She hands him back his glass with a wink.
âSchedule schmedule.â
Shawn smiles. Itâs tentative still, but sweet. She made the right move by taking off a layer of the untouchable glamour.
Itâs her move again. She considers the board, eyes her options, keeps her fingers delicate on the tweezers.
âI listened to your music this week.â
Itâs a risky shot, like going for the funny bone. She already knows, can tell by the way he carries himself, that heâs here to work something out of his system. This appointment isnât about satisfying a rakish curiosity or an ego thing, or worse, a sex addiction. He needs something from her -- comfort, release. If itâs his music thatâs driving him to need her, mentioning it off the bat like this could do some damage to the trust sheâs working to build. She holds her breath.
He lights up.
âOh, cool. All of it?â
She wiggles her naturally shaped eyebrows. âRight down to âSomething Big.ââ
Shawn winces playfully and laughs. It sounds real this time. âYikes.â
âNo, it was cute,â she insists, her fingers stretching out along the back of the couch to nudge at his very solid arm. He goes a little pink.
âDo you have a favorite?â
Shawn doesnât mean to put her on the spot. For all he knows, she just googled his albums to have something to say. But he asks anyway, despite himself, because heâd like to know which, if any, of his songs caught the attention of a woman like her.
âI like âParticular Taste.â It came on in my car the other day while I was on Mulholland. Itâs a damn good car song.â
Shawn feels himself get a little smug. âThanks. I like that one, too.â
Theyâre watching each other quietly, feeling the tension build. Penny wets her lips and leans in, getting ready to speak again.
âSo how long have you been doing this?â Shawn blurts. His eyes go a little comically wide before he course corrects and inspects his nearly empty glass.
Penny is startled, but tucks some hair behind her ear and regroups. âAlmost five years.â
âWow. Thatâs⌠wow.â
Penny shares a wise sort of smile that reminds Shawn uncomfortably of Emily. âItâs nice work if you can get it.â
âRight,â Shawn croaks, glancing away.
Penny feels the gentle sting of having nicked the board just a bit with her tweezers. She reaches out the arm against the couch and lets her fingertips skim his lush curls. His chest shudders and his eyes dart toward the window. He raises his shaky hand with the empty glass to his lips for something to do.
Penny drops her other hand to his knee, giving it a gentle squeeze.Â
âHey,â she murmurs, all honey, âWould you like me to refill that?â
Shawn looks down at his drink and shakes his head. âN-no, thatâs ok.â
Penny swipes her tongue over the front of her teeth and decides to toss her playbook aside the way she does on rare occasions.
She scoots in, cups his cheek in her hand and focuses his eyes on hers. His jaw twitches under her fingers.
âWhat do you want, Shawn?â
He blinks quickly, startled that she said something, confronted him with the actual situation theyâre dealing with.
âIâm⌠I donât know. Can⌠can we just talk for a while?â
She eases back a little, drops her hands in her lap. âOf course. About anything in particular?â
Shawn bites the inside of his cheek, then says, âHow did you get into⌠escorting?â
He emphasizes the last word as a question, unsure if heâs using the right terminology. She nods reassuringly.
âWell, around the time I was graduating from college, I met a girl at a party who recruited me, for lack of a better term. She told me about the money, the tips, the security, the gifts. Sounded pretty good to a 20-year-old without a post-grad plan.â
Shawnâs eyebrows lift. âYou graduated college at 20?â
She shrugs. âI skipped the 4th grade and AP tested out of most of my freshman year.â
Heâs impressed. And intimidated. He fights the instinct to curl him up into himself. He doesnât want to feel small beside her. He wants to feel impressive, too.
âThatâs pretty cool. Do you do this full time?â
Penny laughs. Itâs light and airy and maybe just a little⌠restrained somehow.
âYes. Youâre very curious about my line of work.â
âIâm sorry, I donât mean to be-- I mean, I just⌠Sorry--â
She stops him from stumbling all over himself by planting a hand around his wrist.
âItâs ok. Iâm just not used to being asked. Most people⌠they donât want to be reminded that theyâre paying for it.â
As soon as she says it, she hears the mistake in her words. Fucking amateur bullshit, she scolds herself, watching him cave in. His eyes drop to his feet and his chest rises and falls a little harder.
âHey,â she prompts gently, keeping her hands off this time for fear of sending him flying, âDonât shut down on me.â
He looks back at her blankly. âDonâtâŚ?â
She presses her tongue out to smooth along her lower lip. âIâm here to help make you feel good, Shawn. Iâm excellent at knowing how best to do that, but I think Iâm gonna need an assist from you this time. So just⌠donât think, donât act, donât react, just feel it. And tell me what you want.â
âI want to cuddle.â
He says it so suddenly he surprises himself. Without missing a beat, Penny nods, formulating a new gameplan in her head. She bites her lip and reaches for his twitchy hand in his lap.
âOk. I can do that. I just want to get comfy first, ok?â
Before he can wonder out loud what sheâs going to change into and how she got clothes in here without him seeing, she leans in and presses her lips to his delicately. His frazzled brain lights up like the 4th of July, sending thoughts flying like out of control fireworks. He kisses back after a second or two, firm but chaste. He murmurs subtly into her mouth.
Small victories.
When Penny walks out of the bathroom five minutes later, her makeup is wiped clean, leaving her face a little shiny and flushed. Sheâs in touchably soft clingy leggings and a Lululemon hoodie, looking like an athleisure ad. Sheâs still barefoot, her white painted toes winking up at him before she drops onto the bed and waves him over. He makes to climb up next to her and she hisses, gesturing to him with a wave of her hand.
âI took off my armor, Mendes, you need to do the same.â
Shawn swallows and smiles shyly. He kicks off his shoes, balls up his socks and drops his jeans into a heap by the bed. In his taut navy t-shirt and custom printed Calvin Klein boxer briefs, he settles in beside her, mirroring her position on his side.
âOk, cards on the table, I think. Bad breakup? Tour anxiety? Voice struggles?â
Shawnâs chest rises and falls heavily with a deep, unrestrained sigh. Thereâs no reason to hide from her. She doesnât know him. She doesnât have expectations. Sheâs a safe space.
He stares down at the curve of her hip as he speaks. He tells the story from what he thinks is the beginning -- Emilyâs first mention of the idea of the PR relationship with Bex. He explains the strategy and the trajectory, that they expect to be in and out of the public eye throughout the summer festival run and will not-so-quietly break up just around the time his album releases in the fall and Bex heads out on tour for her brand new EP.
Penny nods along while he speaks, pursing her lips and shifting slightly closer to him. Sheâs not working consciously, not timing the seconds between movements like she sometimes does, like she did even just on the couch a few minutes ago. But as he talks, she feels the tension start to drip off him and release to the point where she has no hesitation in slipping her fingers into the tight, short curls at the back of his neck while she runs her toes up and down the back of his calf.
He seems comforted by being able to touch her, too. He rests a hand in the dip of her waist and it wanders slightly up her ribcage and upper arm, twisting his long pale fingers in her hair. He watches it curl and bend for him. He canât remember the last time he played with a womanâs hair like this.
When his cursory explanation ends, he closes his eyes and rests his head on his folded arm. Pennyâs fingers tug gently at the nape of his neck for his attention.
âSounds like a lot.â
Shawnâs chest stutters. His eyes well. He turns his face into the pillow, embarrassed by the hair trigger of his emotional reaction.
âS-sorry, I just⌠fuck. I donât know why Iâm--â
He cuts himself off with a final unintended whimper of defeat, a nice bookend on a chunk of shame he can hang onto and revisit in his head when he needs it the least.
His eyes are snapped shut. The tears on his lashes start to wick into the expensive fabric of the pillowcase beneath his head. Heâs waiting for her -- he doesnât know what for. Heâs waiting for her to leave him there to cry it out, get back in her expensive shoes and clack away from his misery. Heâs waiting for her to shove a hand down his boxers and give him what she thinks he paid for. Heâs waiting for her to hate him like he hates himself right now.
Slowly, timidly, he opens his eyes. Sheâs there, blinking at him, face as placid and reassuring as heâs seen since she got here. She doesnât look ready to run. She doesnât look at him like the pitiful creature heâs acting like. She slides her long fingers up further to cradle the back of his head and make his wet eyes flutter.
âWould you like to hear what I think?â
Shawn pauses, then nods.
Penny wets her lips. âI think maybe youâre not very good at compartmentalizing yet.â
Shawn frowns slightly and starts turning circles on her lower back with the pad of his thumb, nodding at her to continue.
âThis relationship stunt doesnât define you as a man or as an artist. Itâs publicity, the same way appearing on GMA is publicity. Itâs not as honest, maybe. I can see thatâs part of what bothers you. I can understand that. But this is a means to an end. Youâre not using Bex; sheâs aware of what sheâs involved in. She benefits, too.
âSo instead of letting this become something that bothers you in quiet moments, makes you question what this makes you look like or even who this means youâre becoming, you need to accept that this is a part of your job and itâs not who you are.â
Shawn blinks dumbly. Heâs been trying to convince himself of this for a while, but heâs never come close to sounding as soothing and confident as she does right now. This woman listened to him yammer for seven minutes about his stupid pop star problems without rolling her eyes or waving off his concerns.
Thank god heâs paying her to be here or he swears heâd already be half in love with her.
Shawn closes his eyes and nuzzles his cheek against the pillow. âCan I kiss you?â
âYes you may.â
He opens his eyes and watches her, settled by the distinct sensation that sheâs allowing him to proceed as heâs comfortable. At the same time, heâs deliciously unnerved by something lurking behind her eyes, like sheâs deciding how long to give him before she takes over. He hopes it wonât be long.
Shawn cups a large palm around her cheek, marveling at the silkiness of her hair in his fingers as he leans in, brushing his lips over hers. He hears himself murmur gently at the slick warmth of her lip balm. It tastes like rose water and coconut.Â
He eases back after a moment, his head spinning.
âJesus Christ, thatâs incredible.â
Her long, dark lashes lift and lower lazily, casting shadows on her cheeks in the lamplight. âKissing me?â
He shakes his head, marveling with a gentle groan, âYes. Why does kissing you feel like the best thing thatâs happened to me in months?â
âItâs simple. Itâs stable. Itâs honest.â
She says it like she didnât have to think about it. Sheâs unwavering and direct and he knows sheâs probably really good at all this because of who she is and what she does but he doesnât think he cares right now if itâs not genuine. It feels too fucking good.
He smirks. âDo you have an answer for everything?â
Her full lips spread in a lazy grin. âYes.â
âThank god,â Shawn mutters just before pressing his lips back to hers.
Shawn has no idea what to expect. Itâs been whatâs had him on a knifeâs edge since he booked this appointment. His curiosity has been his friend while zoning out in meetings, standing in security lines at airports, stripped down to his boxers in front of a team of people while trying on show clothes. An experience like this to look forward to was an intense enough distraction from his anxiety.
And now, lying in a bed next to her with her perfect tongue tangled with his and her soft hands roaming his body hungrily, but with purpose, his mind races -- what will this be like? What will this feel like? Is it really as good as Niall says?
She pulls back suddenly, her lips leaving his with a wet smack. His hips rut against her stomach in response.
âTime for you to stop thinking,â she rasps. Shawn squirms at the fucked-out quality of her voice. Is it at all possible that heâs got her as worked up as she has him? Heâs already throbbing for her in his briefs, which he knows she can feel against her thigh.
He brushes his nose against hers a little desperately, silently begging for more. Even with his eyes closed, he can tell sheâs smiling when she cups his cheek and rolls their bodies so sheâs lying slotted up against him in every way that makes him crazy.
âYou like kissing, huh?â she breathes. Itâs not teasing, not really. Itâs curious and gentle. He can feel the way she takes note of the things that have him panting a little harder, pressing into her more insistently. It makes him feel important and a little bashful. He nods anyway, lifting the corner of his mouth.
âYouâre a good kisser, Shawn,â she sighs into his mouth, dropping her weight into her hips and sliding her hands up his chest to rest over his pecs.
If her tongue wasnât teasing his lower lip, heâd be grinning like an asshole.
His hands are growing frantic. They canât decide where they like better -- her supernaturally soft hair, coursing up and down her spine, or resting on the toned swell of her ass. So they wander, getting grabbier as they go, until she pulls away again with a long lick of her wet lips.
âWhat are you going to do to me?â
He hears himself ask it over the rushing of blood in his ears. He can tell by the way she smiles down at him that he looks horrified at his own question. She pushes some curls off his forehead and looks him over, slowly, carefully, admiringly. Shawn is on fire beneath her, but she doesnât seem to mind.
As if in slow motion, she tucks a hand under his neck. The motion fixes his manic, desperate eyes on hers. His breathing slows. His heart drops into his gut. His jaw tightens.
âAnything I want.â
Her voice is hot and sharp. Shawnâs face screws up like his body is physically overwhelmed by the idea of all the pleasure she can offer him. His eyes snap shut and the groan he releases is inhumanly loud.
When he can force himself to look back up at her, Penny has straddled his hips and works on lifting her hoodie up and over a black bra that heâs sure only a woman like Penny could wear⌠like that.
Her breasts are full and soft, as evenly tanned as the rest of her, from what he can see, which is not enough. He gets a flash of a vision of her lying on the chaise on the balcony outside their Chateau suite without a stitch on her, sipping a mimosa and smiling when she catches him admiring her. He grunts and reaches for her, needing to take and touch and taste.
His hands are pinned beside his head before he gets far. He gasps. His eyes blur with her quick movement until they can refocus and realize sheâs holding him down, her breasts a breath away from his mouth.
âFuck,â he grunts.
âListen to me.â
Itâs clear and stable and calm like a beacon in a storm. Shawn juts his chin up defiantly, licking his lips.
âYou donât touch me until I tell you to. If you do, you donât touch me at all, not for the rest of the night. Do you understand?â
Shawnâs fingers curl into fists beside his head. His body aches, straining for the control sheâs sapping from him. Heâs not used to willingly giving it up, not anywhere, not for anyone.
âTake a deep breath,â she advises, feeling him struggle with the release of it, of the reins heâs held for so long his hands are fucking raw. His whole body feels raw looking up at her.
He does as heâs told. Her eyes are nearly black in the low light. He feels his shoulders soften and the squeezing of his heart start to slow, just a bit.
âYouâre gonna have to walk me through this,â he grunts, shaking his head, âI-- Iâm⌠for soâŚâ
âI know,â she soothes, not to placate him, not to baby him. She wants him to know she understands. He feels it in the way she looks at him, the way she massages her fingers around his wrists.Â
Heâs ok. Heâs safe. Heâs safe with her. It hits him all at once like a brick over the head. He swallows.
âIâm here to take care of you. I want to make you feel as good as I possibly can.â
He nods again.
She moves slowly, gracefully, like a lithe and dangerous predator. She pushes her leggings down her hips, sliding them off her feet until theyâre forgotten in a pool at the end of the bed. His shirt and boxers join them, leaving his cock aching and leaking from the tip on his lower belly. He lies beside her, as instructed, with his arms over his head, grasping a pillow in his needy fingers.
She just⌠touches him.Â
He thought at first she was just going for a slow tease, would wrap her warm fingers around his cock after thirty seconds or so to get him somewhere, but that doesnât seem to be the plan. Heâs flat beside her, legs slightly spread, tensing and relaxing with each brush of her fingertips.
Before long, he realizes what sheâs doing and it stuns him into holding his breath for so long that the gasp he releases when he remembers he needs oxygen makes her jump a little.
Sheâs studying him. She wants to know every inch of his body, wants to see how every subtle touch affects him. She is reading him like an instruction manual. Her eyes flicker, narrowing and darting and taking it all in. She can see every goosebump, every subtle lift of his hips, every intake of breath, every clench of muscle and little smile when she finds somewhere ticklish. By the time her scan seems complete, heâs panting, shaking, vibrating with need, and he knows she knows his body better than he does now.
And she gets to decide what to do with it.
From beside him, keeping her eyes on his, Penny reaches back and unclasps her architecturally stunning bra, draws the straps down her arms, and drops it off the side of the bed, revealing what Shawn had suspected to be the most perfect pair of breasts of all time. He was right.
âGod, youâre gorgeous,â he hisses, pressing his head back into the pillow to keep from lunging at her stiff brown nipples. Heâs rewarded for his compliment with a sweeping hand down his stomach, her fingertips just skimming the line of pubic hair that reaches down from his navel. His hips roll up in response.
Penny turns. Shawn watches her hair swing low against her back like a pendulum, entranced before he realizes sheâs standing and bending over to shed her black lace cheeky panties. He remains still, his head turned toward her as she bares herself, until she turns back and faces him and he chokes on air.
Heâs seen beautiful women naked. Plenty of them. Really, he has. He knows somewhere in his addled mind that itâs the performance of it that has him so fucking high strung that he almost coughs up a lung when he sees Penny without clothes, that he really, legitimately feels like heâs going to have a heart attack just from looking at her.Â
But heâs never been so goddamn hard in his life.
She takes a step toward the bed and lifts her leg to climb up next to him. He realizes with a jolt as he watches her legs separate that sheâs soaking fucking wet. The insides of her thighs are slick. Shawn presses his heels into the bed to ground himself.
You canât fake that.
Without a word, she positions herself on top of him, her strong legs on either side of his hips, her hands sunken between pillows by his head. Their eyes are locked. Shawnâs cock shifts against his stomach impatiently. Penny lifts a corner of her soft wet mouth. Shawn chokes on a whimpering sound heâs never heard himself make before. She drops her hips and he hears himself gasp.
âOh!â he cries, throwing his head back as his hips thrust up to meet her. He vaguely feels the warmth of her lips on his chest, but heâs busy trying to fight back his orgasm that, with just the pressure, warmth and wetness of her pussy resting against his length, is roaring up in his abdomen.
âJ-jesus⌠fuckâŚâ he hisses, rolling his head to the side, sure if he looks down at her pretty face heâll be coming like a freight train before she even has the chance to really do anything.
âYouâve never felt anything like this before,â she tells him smoothly. It doesnât smack of arrogance or condescension. Itâs simple fact. They both know it.
He shakes his head no, panting breath into the pillowcase.
âYou never knew it could be like this.â
Again, heâs agreeing.
âI want you to remember this, what this feels like with me in your lap, wet for you, showing you how this can feel with me. I want you to look at me. Donât take your eyes off me, Shawn.â
Another purring whimper escapes his throat. Slowly, he peels his sweaty cheek from the pillow and blinks down at her. Thereâs something feral thatâs taken the place of what he saw in her before -- the white painted toes, the cozy hoodie, the gentle giggles. This part he sees now is going to swallow him whole. Heâs going to let it, with pleasure.
Penny rolls her hips from left to right, swinging back again easily, with the rhythm of a dancer. The sound their bodies make is absolutely obscene. He grits his teeth through a hiss, watching her eyes flutter.
âYou feel⌠incredible,â she pants slightly, establishing a slow, aching pace that makes Shawnâs brows draw together and his knuckles whiten against the pillow.
âI donât know how long I can--â
âDonât worry about that. Iâll tell you when you can come.â
She says it easily, like heâs in no danger of losing his fucking mind and spurting all over her stomach in probably only a few seconds. He realizes with a shiver itâs because she knows, for certain, without a shadow of a doubt, that he wonât come until she tells him.
âYouâre so nice and hard for me, fuck. Touching you got me so wet. Can you hear us?â
Shawn is quaking, clinging to sanity, as her slick folds hug his cock, grinding harder with each pass of her hips. He doesnât trust himself to speak anymore. He has no idea what could come out of his mouth at this point. He just nods eagerly, begging his eyes to stay open so he can obey her.
âCan you feel the way the head of your cock is rubbing my clit?â she nearly squeaks, sounding genuinely as close to orgasm as he is. His eyes go wide. His stupid mouth opens.
âAre-- are you gonna come like this?â
Holding her quick rocking pace, Penny springs up, snapping at his lower lip like a snake. He freezes, whining, and very nearly loses control of his tensed arms.
âFuck yeah, I am,â she moans, and itâs the only warning he gets before her whole body goes tight atop him and she gushes all over his cock and thighs.
âHoly fuck, holy fucking shit,â Shawn gasps, rolling his hips to cradle her as she stutters through it, mewling and humming against his chest. He watches her eyes squeeze shut and open again slowly, looking up at him like she forgot he was there.
In the stillness, the room is so quiet, itâs loud. Shawn feels every cell in his body screaming, begging.
Penny licks her lips and shifts, getting ready to bear down. âYou can come now.â
His hips take off at a sprint with her permission. She keeps up easily, using her weight in her knees to drive herself back against his every stroke, egged on by the wet slap of their skin and the glazed look in his eyes.
âPenny, Iâm coming,â he warns her, because he feels like he should and he doesnât know quite why other than he thinks she craves her permission for everything now. She squeezes her swollen lower lip under her row of straight white teeth and watches curiously, doubling down on the stroking of her hips.
âShit! Oh fuck!â Shawn screams, hips roiling and rioting beneath hers as he comes hard, spurting against her swollen folds and between their clenching stomachs. His vision goes white. He canât hear himself if he keeps talking, or yelling, and he canât hear her if sheâs trying to soothe him through it. Itâs several seconds before he crash lands to feel her peeling her body off his and sees her shifting back over his thighs.
He doesnât have time, or the mental capacity, to speak before she reaches between her legs and swipes a hand through her wetness and his. Her palm is slick, glistening in the low light. She reaches for his tired cock and gives it a squeeze.
âI want one more.â
His eyes bulge. âWhat?â
âOne more, Shawn. Come again for me. Youâve been waiting for this for a week, I know you have it in you. Now fuck my fist and come for me.â
Shawnâs jaw drops as she pulses her fingers again. Despite everything he thought he knew about his own body, he feels himself already starting to harden in her palm again. He groans loudly, pulls his shaky legs so his feet plant below him, and starts lifting his hips.
âOhmygod. Oh⌠oh my god,â he pants, eyes wild as they fix on her in disbelief. How did she know? How does she have this much power over him already? How does he make sure she never gives it back?
âYes,â she praises, looking ravenous as his hips pick up speed and he grows fully hard in the clench of her fist, âFuck, youâre so fucking good for me.â
His head tips back. He mewls a noise of overwhelmed pleasure and fucks his hips up even harder.
âJesus Christ, Iâm gonna fucking come again!â he shouts, pupils blowing out as he comes up on his forearms and bucks his entire lower body, quaking as he hurtles toward a second orgasm.
Penny lurches forward, swallowing the scream she knows is building in his chest with a searing kiss. His abdomen clenches as he bursts for her again, drenching her fist and his belly. Itâs shorter and rockier than the first orgasm, sending him falling back to the bed totally limp and sated in only a few seconds. Penny mercifully releases him from her fist, using her other hand to smooth through his hair.
Sheâs concerned for a minute that she broke him. He just keeps staring at her, blinking too slowly, not speaking. She presses little kisses over his face, partially to encourage him, and maybe a little bit to distract herself from trying to make him come again because holy shit, she loved that.
âNever done that before,â he mumbles finally, his eyes sliding shut, like heâs finally secure enough to close them and believe sheâll still be sitting there when he does.
She nods, though he canât see her. On her own wiggly legs, she manages to stand and get a wet washcloth from the bathroom. When she returns to wipe him off, heâs blinking at her curiously.
âCan I touch you now?â
She grins. âYes you may.â
Shawn smiles gently. His eyes slide shut. He lifts a heavy palm to her thigh, rubbing her soft bronzed skin in a tender gesture of thanks.Â
Penny tosses the cloth aside and folds up against him, manipulating his arm around her as she lies against his chest.
âWanna see you again,â he whispers. She bobs her head.
âAnytime you want.â
He presses his face into her hair, inhaling expensive salon shampoo and exhaling at least three monthsâ worth of stress. Heâs asleep in under ten minutes. She decides to let him rest and behaves herself enough not to wake him up for round two (or three, technically) for at least an hour.
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