#Miami Event Transfer

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Before He Cheats | Dagger Squad Imagine

Takes place after the events of TGM

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Characters & Pairings: female pilot!reader x Dagger squad (platonic), reader x ex!oc (past romance)

Content Warnings: angst, cheating, profanity, ends with sweet revenge | female!reader (she/her) | wc: 3.8k

Requested 📨 yes/no (rules for requests)

Premise: One thing about cheaters, they’re always gonna get caught. Whether right when it happens or years down the road the truth always comes out. And one thing they should realize is revenge is a dish best served cold.

Note: I finally finished my first year of grad school!!! Fucking finally people. Now I can relax and get to the drawing board. I already have visions and outlines for all current requests in my inbox and be sure to check out my April/May upcoming works and my pinned works in progress for what’s coming and posted! Thank you for your patience and to the anon who requested this I hope you liked it!

Also y’all….is there like some freaky shit going on with the universe and my works 💀 cause three days after I posted Lover inspired by Taylor swift she and her man of 8 years broke up and now I’m posting a cheater imagine (this request is from end of February) when there’s stuff going about Glen 👀 this is just freaky now

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Friday night at the Hard Deck consisted of a full house ready to kick off the weekend with beer and music. For a few years now Y/n had been working at the bar serving drinks and singing from 8pm to 9 as a way to make extra cash while her college sweetheart Ryan, who was a Lieutenant Junior Grade, was stationed at Miramar. Having not been married despite being a couple for so long, Y/n lived off base with some roommates while her boyfriend stayed in the dorms, however, he’d come to her place after work and stayed on weekends.

It was rare to see a military couple not be the stereotypically, “we got married right after I commissioned so my partner can be my dependent and travel with me when I get orders.” No, that wasn’t Y/n and Ryan. After Ryan’s commission Y/n stayed to finish up her Master’s at the University of Miami where they met while he was sent to Japan for two years. Then he was stationed in Virginia, followed by Lemoore, and now he was at Miramar. The longest base he’d been at. Y/n had been with him in Virginia, but didn’t move to Lemoore as she had a three-year contract with her job at the University of Virginia.

Toward the end of his two years at Lemoore, Y/n called Y/n to inform her he was being stationed at North Island and the contract was to be at least five years. Wanting to be close to him after being apart for so long and filled with hope they’d finally settle after Ryan hits ten years in the Navy, Y/n transferred to the University of California San Diego as the history of music professor. She also took on a part-time job as a bartender Friday and Saturday since she was only teaching two sections that occurred on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Plus Penny allowed her to sing Friday nights as an added bonus knowing she loved music.

Y/n settled rather quickly in North Island. With her two jobs she developed a friendly social circle consisting of the UCSD staff on campus and regulars at the Hard Deck. Several of the aviators took a liking to her. They knew Ryan and would often meet up every Friday after work to catch up on the week and watch her sing. Y/n always had their rounds ready the moment they walked in, “got ya seven cold ones.”

“Already?”

“The newbie over there didn’t read the sign. Round’s on him.”

They’d cheer Y/n on when she sang, literally the loudest bunch in the whole bar. “Sing it girl!”

“Ariana ain’t got nothing on you!

Phoenix sometimes sat at the bar when she needed to get away from the guys. “Are you working tomorrow?”

“Penny gave me the night off since I got papers to grade…but If I get done early I’ll be free.”

“Please, I am in need of a girls night. Hell I’ll even come help you grade if you tell me what to do.”

“Damn, Nat, were the guys too much this week?” She placed another beer in front of the pilot, removing the empty one to discard. “This one’s on me. You look like you need it.”

“You have no idea, Y/n. All week we’ve been training for an upcoming mission and they’ve been driving me nuts.”

Ryan had his own group of friends from the base who’d come toward the later hours of the night. They’d usually take up the space at the bar, Ryan greeting Y/n with a kiss and telling her how the day was. He’d nurse a couple beers before he and Y/n would retreat to her apartment when the place closed at eleven.

They’d been together for several years, coming up on their eighth anniversary when Y/n discovered his infidelity.

And it wasn’t just a one-and-done “I was drunk and stupid, she doesn’t mean anything,” type of deal. No, this was a long going affair lasting almost a year.

What was the kicker? The other woman was a married coworker of his.

Now Y/n may have had the reputation of being the sweet, down to earth, understanding person who would never hurt a fly. But as soon as her eyes landed on Ryan, her partner of eight years, shoving his throat down another woman’s throat while grabbing her ass like it would vanish from thin air…..she saw red. Kill Bill sirens blasting in her mind. Y/n wanted to ruin both of them seeing she wasn’t the only person betrayed. The woman’s husband was also being deceived.

And what was punishment for adultery and extramarital sexual conduct? Well, according to the Uniform Code of Military Justice those in the military who are married or have affairs with married personnel are dishonorably discharged, forfeited of all pay and confined for one whole year.

Was it harsh? Maybe some would see it that way. But cheaters need to be taught a lesson.

And Y/n was gonna make sure they got it.

For a whole week Y/n put on a brave face. Accumulating photographs and screenshots of text messages, emails, and bank statements to show proof of the affair and how long it had been going on. She secretly got in touch with the husband of the Lieutenant Ryan was sleeping with, presenting him with everything. Heartbroken and angry, he agreed to remain quiet until the meeting Y/n had set up on that following Friday with their partner's supervisor.

“I know this is a lot to ask,” she exhaled, tired from everything and having to act like she was fine. “But come Friday they’ll be faced with the consequences of their actions. I’m sorry you’re having to go through this as well.”

“It’s not your fault—you’re not the one who cheated on me. You’re the one who found out and had the decency to tell me. We both got screwed,” he rubbed his face with his hands, wedding ring flashing under the light. When it caught his eyes all he could do was glare at it. “The only thing making this somewhat bearable is the fact they’re gonna be hit with the ultimate blindside.”

Y/n nodded to his ring, “What are you gonna do?”

“I’m contacting a divorce lawyer once I leave here. Hopefully the papers will be drawn up quickly so I can bring them to the meeting. Make it a double whammy. You?”

Y/n threw back the rest of her gin & tonic, letting out another tired sign, “I booked a flight to Cabo. Spring break is next week so I’m gonna take a well needed week long vacation and then figure it out from there.” Sunny skies with margaritas and radio silence seemed to be the best therapy at the moment.

For the next three days Y/n maintained a strong façade. Whenever Ryan went to kiss her she’d kept it short or moved to where his lips hit her cheek. She continued to send screenshots to her phone and delete the conversations so he wouldn’t notice. When she surprised him at work for lunch the day before the meeting it really threw both the cheaters off.

“Y/n,” his eyes went wide, “what are you doing here?”

“Thought I’d surprise you for lunch,” she held up a bag of homemade stir fry, bidding a glance at the woman who also was white a sheet. “Hi, I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Y/n.”

“Becca.”

“Becca,” she repeated, a smile tight on her lips. While doing so she gave an obvious glance to Becca’s ring finger, finding the diamond. “Beautiful ring you’ve got there. Are you engaged?” Becca became flustered, but kept calm.

“Married.”

“Ah, your husband has a great eye for jewelry. You’re so lucky.”

Ryan was quick to cut the conversation short after the mention of Becca’s husband. Visibly uncomfortable with how Y/n was throwing their aldurty in their face despite not knowing she was aware of it.

The next day Y/n marched into their superiors office, dressed like a corporate CEO ready to fire the entire team for an unforgivable mistake, with two boxes on each arm. One filled with all the evidence of Ryan and Becca’s affair, the other containing all of Ryan’s belongings he had at Y/n’s apartment. Becca’s husband, Tim arrived a minute later with a folder of divorce papers in his hands.

They met with the supervisor first. Y/n introduced who she was and who Tim was, presenting the box of evidence and explained while the Captain shuffled through the papers. Visibly disgusted, the Captain thanked Y/n for bringing it to his attention and promised the adults he would handle the rest.

“Are you calling them in right now?” She asked.

“I was planning to this afternoon, why?”

“I’d like to be present if you don’t mind,” a hand came up to the other box she had, “These are his things and frankly, I want to see the look on his face.”

“Me too,” Tim piped up and waved the folder in his hands. “These need to be served to Becca.”

The supervisor simply shrugged and said, “if that’s what you want, fine by me.” He hit a button on his phone, “Wilkins, please inform Lieutenants Stevens and Leeds they need to report to my office immediately.”

“Yes, sir.” Though her heart was racing, Y/n remained poised and took a seat against the wall of the room. Tim sat beside her, both setting their gaze on the door to await their soon to be exes.

Roughly ten minutes later, a knock on the door sounded and the Captain gruffly said, “enter.” The door opened to reveal Ryan, whose eyes went straight to his superior before scanning the room ultimately resulting in him to freeze where he stood. Turning white as a sheet, Y/n could only imagine what was running through her ex boyfriend’s mind. There was great satisfaction seeing his eyes flicker from her to Tim to the Captain.

“Have a seat, Lieutenant,” the older gentleman's finger pointed to the seat in front of his desk. It seemed to snap Ryan from his daydream, the man stumbling into the room and unable to form words.

When he sat the first thing he tried to say was her name to which the Captain voiced, “I didn’t say you could speak, Lieutenant. Keep quiet, we’re waiting on one more before we get started.”

Becca’s reaction was pretty much the same when she arrived two minutes later. “T-tim,” she stuttered, red as a tomato and fear etched on her face.

“Rebecca,” his tone was blank, matching his expression. Just the full name combined with the parties in the room indicated to Becca she was about to have the worst day of her life.

But hey, maybe she shouldn’t have cheated then.

And Ryan? Mans was shitting bricks where he sat. Couldn’t even bring himself to look at Becca when she sat in the chair beside him. He kept trying to plead to Y/n with his eyes but she wasn’t having it.

The Captain got right to it. He laid out all the evidence on the desk for the two to see, Becca immediately breaking into tears while Ryan tried to explain. What could he explain though? How could he defend a year long affair with a married coworker in front of her husband, longtime girlfriend and superior.

When it came time for the Captain to discuss where to go from there, Y/n excused herself by dropping the box of Ryan’s things into his lap, “Here’s all your shit,” it nearly spilled onto the floor when the action surprised him. “Don’t call, text, show up at my place or at the bar tonight otherwise I’ll call the cops. I’m done with you, Ryan. Thanks for wasting eight fucking years of my life.”

“Wait, Y/n, please—,” she cut him off when he went to stand.

“You’ve not been dismissed yet,” that got him to freeze, noticing the Captain smirking in the corner of her eye. She turned to Tim, “Thanks for your help. Good luck with everything and I hope it works in your favor.” Becca gasped, realizing what the folder in Tim’s hand represented. It spurred on another wave of tears.

“Thanks,” he gave a tired smile, “And good luck to you.” With that Y/n was out the door and Ryan was out of her life. First thing she did was go home, change, and drive to the Hard Deck. Penny immediately poured a glass for her, “long day?” Y/n accepted the beer with a nod.

“Glad it's almost over.”

“What happened?”

Y/n felt the tears welling in her eyes. The emotions she had been holding the past two weeks had finally broken free. Concern formed on Penny’s face. “Ryan was cheating on me for the past year.”

“No,” the woman gasped. Never had she thought Ryan, who always came to the bar to keep Y/n company and watch her sing and her partner of almost a decade would betray her like that. “Did you just find out today?”

“Last Monday. I went to bring him his dry cleaning he left at my place and found him making out with his married coworker.” Another gasp left Penny. “I’ve been playing actor the past two weeks to make him think everything was okay while I gathered proof. Told the woman’s husband a couple days ago and we both met with their superior today. Gave him his stuff while I was at it.”

“I’m so sorry honey,” Penny reached over to pat her hand, “he’s an asshole and you’re worth so much more than him.” Y/n softly smiled at that, mumbling a thanks. Penny served her another glass, “Take the night off okay, I can call Elise to take your shift.”

If Y/n was being honest the offer sounded like a dream. She wanted to go home and cry herself into a bucket of ice cream while watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine until she passed out. But part of her also wanted to sing her pent up feelings out. “Thanks, Penny. I’d still like to sing though if you don’t mind. I could use the release.”

“Of course,” Penny waved a hand, “Whenever you feel like it I’ll have Jose set up the mic. Your guitar’s in the back where I keep the stock.”

For the next couple hours Y/n caught up on grading some papers at a booth while she waited for 8 to roll around. By 6 most of their regulars from the base arrived, signaling the end of the work day. Nat was the first to spot Y/n, strolling over and immediately noticed by the professor's body language that something was off.

“What happened?” She sat across from her.

“What makes you think something happened?”

Nat gave a look, “first, you’re not working the bar.” Y/n shrugged, trying to be nonchalant.

“Penny gave me the night off. I’m still singing though so I thought I’d hang out for the time being—catch up grading before spring break next week.”

“The tone in your voice is off.”

Y/n scoffed even though the pilot was right, “It’s not off.”

“What’s not off?” Rooster comes up, pushing Nat aside so he could slide into the booth.

“Y/n’s acting off and won’t say why.”

“I’ve been grading papers for the last two hours,” Y/n rolled her eyes, “sixty to be exact and all are six pages each. If I sound off it’s probably because I’m tired.” Again, Nat doesn’t appear convinced.

“But you’re still gonna sing even though you probably would rather be home sleeping the day away?”

“Friday nights are what I look forward to during the week,” Y/n scribbled a grade at the top of the paper in front of her, placing it on the stack, “I get to see you guys and sing whatever I want. I wouldn’t miss this.”

“Is Ryan coming?” It was an innocent question and one to expect from her friends given they had no idea of the events that’d taken place. However it didn’t stop the sharp intake of breath Y/n did.

“No, he’s not,” she quickly added before they could ask why, “he got held up at work. His supervisor needed to discuss some things with him.”

“Uh oh,” Rooster made a face, unaware of the boiling anger surfacing in Y/n. “That can’t be good.”

“Yeah,” Y/n clicked her pen, finishing up the last paper. Nat decided not to press further on what was bothering her friend. If Y/n wanted to say then that was up to her.

So to brighten her mood Nat bought her a round and challenged Y/n to a game of pool. Y/n packed up her things, placed them behind the bar and then greeted the other daggers.

“There’s our favorite singer,” Jake announced with a smile. “We were wondering where you were.” Y/n took the cue Rooster handed her.

“Just trying to get through the semester, Hangman.”

The two women played best out of three with Y/n winning the first and final game. By the time they finished it was pushing 7:50 so Y/n informed Penny she was getting her guitar. Once retrieving the instrument she returned to the floor to see Jose had set up the mic and stool for her.

Grabbing a glass of water, Y/n took the stage and set the glass beside the stool before clearing her throat, “Hey everyone.” There were a few hoots and whistles from her friends and regulars at the bar. “How’s your night going? Good?” There were some ‘yeahs’ from the crowd, people moving to get drinks and settle close to the stage. “That’s great to hear. Just sit back, relax, and feel the music.”

Y/n played several songs, all acoustic, starting with Taylor Swift’s ‘Getaway Car’ followed by ‘Back to Black’ by Amy Winehouse. She changed the tune by playing Bill Withers ‘Ain’t No Sunshine,’ but changed ‘she’ to ‘he’ that not many caught. She played ‘Norman Fucking Rockwell,’ by Lana Del Rey and ‘Somebody That I Used To Know,’ from Gotye.

Coming up to the final five minutes of the hour, Y/n gulped the remaining bit of her water and put on a brave face. “This last song,” she paused to close her eyes, “fits the theme you’ve been hearing all night, but is a little more close to the heart. It’s dedicated to someone who’s not present in the crowd which really is a good thing because he knew what was best for him,” very quickly Y/n saw the confusion appear on her friends, some whispering to each other to ask if they knew what she was talking about. “If you can relate to this song because you’ve been on the receiving end of betrayal then my heart goes out to you for I feel your pain. If you can relate because you’ve been that one to betray someone, well, I’ve got nothing to say to you.”

Letting her fingers drum against the strings, the beginning chords of ‘Before He Cheats’ by Carrie Underwood echoed through the bar.

“Right now, he’s probably slow dancin’,” her voice carried into the mic, raw with emotion. “With a bleached-blond tramp and she’s probably gettin’ frisky. Right now, he’s probably buyin’ her some fruity little drink. ‘Cause she can’t shoot whisky.”

Out in the crowd Nat cursed under her breath, anger rising at the realization, “That sly bastard.”

“What?” Mickey whispered, the guys leaning in.

“Right now, he’s probably up behind her with a pool stick. Showin’ her how to shoot a como. And he doesn’t know….”

“Don’t you see?” She gestured with a hand to Y/n, “Ryan cheated on her! That’s why he’s not here. That’s why his supervisor needed to see him. It’s why she’s dedicated this song, a song about a cheater, to him!”

All the sirens ring in their heads as Y/n belts the chorus.

“I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive. Carved my name into his leather seats. I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights, I slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.”

“Oh,” the word left Jake’s lips, fury in his green eyes. Y/n was his friend, and nobody hurts his friends. “Oh he’s gonna regret that.”

“You guys thinking what I’m thinking?” Rooster crossed his arms over his chest. All of them shared a look. Nat took one look at Y/n and saw how she was holding back tears.

Kill Bill sirens flooded her brain.

“Yeah, I think we are.”

Come Monday Ryan was emptying out his desk while he awaited his discharge hearing, dark circles under his eyes and in dire need of sleep. As he carried the box out to his car, it fell from his hands with horror coating his face.

Parked in the same spot his beloved red Mustang Charger was not the way he left it. The windows were shattered, tires slashed, the leather of his seats torn. His license plates were missing and the word cheater spray painted in white along the sides.

Hiding behind the building, the guys were biting back their laughter at his reaction. Bob holding the spray paint can, Mickey with the Louisville slugger and Bradley and Jake with pocket knives. Reuben had the plates behind his back and Javy kept checking the phone where he had hacked into the building's security cameras to make sure they were disconnected.

Right on time, Nat came running around the corner in her PT gear, slowing her run when she approached a visibly distraught and furious Ryan. Removing her headphones the pilot whistled, “Damn. That’s gonna be a field day to fix.”

Ryan snapped his head to her, “Do you know who did this?” His tone was accusatory and Nat couldn’t blame him. He knew she was friends with Y/n and frequented the bar every week. He wouldn’t put it past Nat being involved. “Was it you and her? Huh? Y/n had to get one last final laugh—as if she hasn’t done enough!” Nat only scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“I wouldn’t throw accusations so loosely, Ryan. I’ve had PT all morning and Y/n left for Cabo yesterday.” There was no lie in her statement. Y/n was currently sitting at the poolside of her resort with a margarita in her hand. She’d posted on her instagram stories and let Nat know when she landed. Plus the pilot did have PT and was finishing up her run before heading to the flight line.

But she was the mastermind while the boys did the dirty work.

The truth only angered Ryan more, his face turning even more red. “Then who did this?!”

“How should I know?” Nat smirked, putting her headphones in as she started to move past him. “But maybe next time you’ll think before you cheat.”

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AU Ideas and other Concepts. 1/?)

Authors Note: I apologize for the delay for the upcoming chapters of Crownless Monarchy, I have been working on the next three chapters (at once) and hope to release them sometime soon.

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Hey y'all. I figured I'd let some of these ideas see the light of day. Perhaps one of you can make something of them.

A bit of disclaimer: The way "s/i" isn't the typical. A Self Insert is usually the author putting themselves as a character.

In the MHA Community this is usally done through projecting ones personality through an existing character (ex: Midoriya)

The way I use S/I is a either:

A: A OC with knowledge or awareness of MHA's canon in some form (visions, reincarnation, intution) These characters are usually made up from a collection of different people and experiences, rather than just my own personhood.

A Character like Seven fit this bill.

B: S/I but Ingrained. Aka a S/I that blends and adapts to the world of MHA, their past self is not as relevant (if it's brought up at all) however may play a role in their perspectives and world views.

A Character like Arachne fits this bill (for another post)

With that out of the way, let's start small and work our way up:

Bonuses: (Minor prompts and concepts)

Dabi uses the PLF's connections to give Rei better treatment/conditions at the Hospital, or just transfer her all together to somewhere safe.

The Hood Enji fights is a Twice Clone while the real Hood is elsewhere.

S/I wakes up as Touya after the 3 year coma.

This one's out there: Hood meets Rei and causes a realization through his blunt honesty (f-flowers, iss the bar t-that low?)

Gigantomachia rewrite/replacement (idk, mine said make them motivational rather than denouncing, also make them smart)

a Vigilante group inspired by the 50 Blessings Organization from Hotline Miami

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Event Swap: At Kamino, Enji's crimes are exposed (how is up to you)

Funfact: The above prompt was originally a time travel fic, here's the unfinished script & notes

HPSC gets exposed as well [ Child soldier project] ) (Perhaps this can be added as well?)

Zero was disguised as AFO and sheds her disguse for her grand reveal

Zero twirled around in place, glittering in the moonlight, taking deep breath "Come and serenade with me, Uncle Toshi." she was wild, wild and yet so meticulous.

They were speechless, shell shocked, They were running to the smoke and lost themselves in the fire.

"You're looking glum Endeavor, y'know for someone who's just achieved No1 status, Ya really need to brighten up!" She jeered.

A canon formed out of her forearm, quickly firing a beam of energy. An explosion rocked the district, some heroes barley fleeing in time, others not so fortunate.

She barked a manic laugh, her eyes wide as saucers, onslaught never ceasing, never to falter.

And as she made her great adeau, the nation finally knew that the age of heroism was torn asunder.

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Bonus: After Ms.Curious is killed, S/I posses her body and lives again (Type A: S/I)

Bonus: Strike Back

Class of Aldera is done with Bakugo's shit( Students stand up for Midorya and try to redeem themselves)

( Fingers calls himself a coward for giving into pressure and fear [ was forced to attack Midorya, threatened verbally and physically by Bakugo and became numb to it], is inspired by a David Shield interview to become a scientist )

Star and Stripes' (Cathleen Bate's) Neice, Head of the W.H.A, travels to Japan following AM'S retirement/ Kamino and begins to take over the reigns from the HPSC. Starting with U.A's internships.

Profile: Mary-Ann Bate

Dirty Blonde, 6,2 ft , wavy blonde hair slightly past shoulders, well kempt, suits and pants

Stern attitude, takes no shit, willing to ground Endevour and Hawks's hero licenses

Q: Reality

Bonus: Replaceable

During the sludge incident it's not Bakugo whom Midorya pulls out

A New Course Of Action:

Following the disaster (Pointless Kamakaze raid), Dabi's expose video and Twice's death at Jaku, The civilians of Tokyo decide to take matters into their own hands, it all starts with one after all.

And lastly a character profile of a background character turned OC

If you need reference, this is the girl seated next to Midoriya at Aldera, her quirk is pretty rad with the possibility of being better than Hellflame (because she seems to have fine control over the flame itself, becoming it). Of course she needs professional training first

I imagined them (her and Mido) here as friends who met halfway through middle school and have stuck together since.

Much like her quirk and namesake, Ryukka has a fiery disposition and doesn't take kindly to people* harassing her friend(s) (*read Bakugo)

She's one the only people at Aldera willing to stand up to him (her flames cause his quirk to overload)

As hinted at in her quote, she does get into UA and thanks to her and Midorya's study sessions (Quirk and academic wise) she gets in with high scores (beating out Bakugo's score in the Entrance Exam)

Has beef with Aizawa

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As I stated, everything in here is up for grabs so feel free to use it in your works if you so wish.

Just remember to link it here in the comments

-Thr0wnawayy

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🚬Ethan × reader

part 4/?? [series masterpost]

NSFW 🔥 smuttastic feral nastiness

° Ethan Torchio/female reader insert ✨ cameos by: Damiano David, Thomas Raggi & Victoria De Angelis

° 'This son of a bitch will pay for this tonight' ||| meeting the members of måneskin in miami unexpectedly brings up your need for revenge [based december 2022]

wordcount::        6,370

° commissioned by the wonder that is kat (@mistressofthecats-blog ) 💋 thanks for another truly filthy idea that i loved bringing to life

“So you’re the reason Ethan can’t focus ‘cause he’s always horny?” Damiano asked.

“Yep, that’d be me. Did you want an apology or…?” You returned, making the lead singer laugh.

You felt good about this, feeling confident of the first impression you were leaving on one of Ethan’s best friends. This was the first night you were meeting all the members of Måneskin and there was an unprompted urge inside of you to prove yourself. Not just to the three of them, but also to Ethan. You wanted to show him that you could fit in with the most important people in his life, as if this was an unofficial test to win the achievement of being the great girlfriend he deserved.

But your night wouldn’t be entirely about appealing to the musicians, because you were at work the same as them. The events management company that you worked for were partnered up with the company that had brought Måneskin to Miami for the night.

This was just a brief moment of relaxation that you would have backstage.

“Okay, okay, how about a little less inappropriate questions for this professional woman just trying to do her job?” Ethan suggested, stepping forward.

Damiano was provided a steaming cup of tea and wandered off for a quiet place to sit. This left you and your boyfriend alone, amongst the rest of the backstage activity. Smirking, you turned to face him.

“Always horny, eh?” You asked.

He stared you down. “Oh, and you aren’t? You’re probably thinking about it right now…”

You folded your arms across your chest. “I’m sure that I have no idea what you’re talking about, I am just a professional woman doing my job.”

“Really?” He asked, full of cheeky scepticism. “Are you really gonna try to tell me that you aren’t already thinking ahead to the hotel room?” He took a step closer to you and your eyes darted down to his mouth. “You don’t have any plans for that bed, or the floor?” You were hanging on his every word, too distracted to care if anyone else was noticing the two of you. “You didn’t pack any extra, special items in with the rest of your work stuff?”

You shrugged your shoulders. “Baby, I’m just a regular working stiff tonight. I think you should be more worried about yourself.” His eyebrows raised at that. “Will you be able to focus on your drums knowing I’m watching?”

There was no hesitation in how he responded, ready to quip back in the same second that you had finished speaking. “Are you gonna survive knowing I’m banging my drums and not you?”

“Yep, I’m sure I’ll be just fine.” You said with full confidence.

“And we’ve got Vic.” One of the members of the touring team announced to the large room as the bassist emerged from the makeup room.

“Okay, photos. Everyone get together.”

Ethan gave you a peck on the cheek before leaving your side. He went over to where someone was holding a bulky camera, assembling with his bandmates.

Before the informal photoshoot could begin, you were distracted by a co-worker tapping your arm. They presented you with a rectangular tin. This needed to get to the merchandise stand, because the staff were running low on cash. You took one last look at Ethan (who was showing his serious side to the camera) before leaving backstage, with the locked container in hand.

The venue was buzzing with the excitement of the fans, with a large amount of people in line to buy some merch. You moved around to the other side of the booth, joining the other working staff. You transferred the cash box into their hands and asked if they needed any extra stock from backstage.

Then you were leaving, ready to see what tasks needed your attention next.

“Why don’t we do a ‘kissing under the mistletoe’ photo?” You heard the photographer suggest as you returned backstage, which made your ears involuntarily prick up.

“But there’s no mistletoe…” Damiano said.

“Imaginary mistletoe.” Thomas offered a solution.

“Come on, it’s festive.” Victoria said. “It’ll be good for the feed.”

There didn’t appear to be much thought put into how they would pair off, Thomas turned to the person directly beside him and Victoria did the same - meaning she would be sharing a kiss with your boyfriend. As you watched, from a distance, you couldn’t help feeling like you were back in school, watching Spin the Bottle go down at a rambunctious party.

“Okay, are we ready?” The person holding the camera asked the chatting bandmates. “Three, two- kiss.”

You kept your eyes glued to Ethan, watching the way he and Victoria laid their hands on each other before kissing. Their eyes were shut as they fully went in, heads tilted and lips parted, leaning into one another. The camera flashed so many times, capturing a lot of photos as they kept going.

You couldn’t look away, even as you felt white hot irritation winding its way around your gut and tightening. The tendrils reached higher and you clenched your jaw. The negative emotions were so deep within you before you had any time to understand their source or apply any kind of logic.

This son of a bitch, it was your first coherent thought, directed at your boyfriend.

You weren’t entirely shocked by the display - you had come to learn that this was something of a trademark for Måneskin. You had seen the video for I Wanna Be Your Slave, you understood that they played with the ideal ‘sex sells’. He had explained to you that the four friends were simply very comfortable with one another, with physical affection being part of that. You hadn’t raised any further questions, accepting this, even if you couldn’t relate to it.

Now, all that you could think about was how you would literally never do this with any of your friends. Even if you were single. Nico would sooner hit you with pepper spray than agree to this kind of lip-to-lip contact.

Beyond a shadow of a doubt, you understood that nothing would come of this. There was no betrayal to be felt, because you knew she wasn’t after your man, or anything juvenile like that.

All the same, you were plagued by jealousy. Because you wanted to be the one indulging in a kiss with Ethan. It had been hours, you wanted to feel his hands and taste his lips.

This son of a bitch will pay for this tonight, the decision was made.

He was teasing you with what you couldn’t currently have. It was as frustrating as the naked or otherwise lewd photos he sent to you when your work kept you separate.

When the friends finally parted, he screwed his face up in distaste. “Pizza breath. Fucking Hell, Vic.”

This brought about laughter and she playfully punched his arm. One of the makeup artists rushed forward, ready to do touch-ups, beginning with her.

Amongst the movement from everyone else, he spotted you and all traces of that scowl left his face.

He smiled and winked at you. It wasn’t one of his over-exaggerated, silly winks. This was a subtle batting of one lid, just for you.

You returned his smile only half-heartedly, your jaw was still clenched.

“Hey, can I get you to grab another pack of those water bottles from the fridge?” Your supervisor asked, approaching you. “We’re running low out here.”

“Of course.” You said immediately.

You started to leave the backstage area, heading for the loading dock you had been shown earlier in the night. As you walked, you began to make your vivid plans for the hotel room, plans for the bed and possibly beyond.

In your mind, you were already away from this night of work. He had been teasing you and your dirty mind before, but you were prepared to go beyond anything he might expect.

*** *** ***

Almost every word that you had said to Ethan had been dripping with sarcasm. And he had matched this, without any signs of fatigue from the intensive show he had just put on.

The two of you were able to carry out your unique style of flirting as you were driven away from the venue. A large van was filled with the members of Måneskin and some of their team, en route back to the sanctuary that was the luxurious hotel.

You had spent the entire concert coming up with how you would exact your payback on Ethan. This had built up a lot of energy inside of you, with your intentions bubbling just beneath the surface. This manifested in a lot of snarky comments and sassy comebacks.

You weren’t sure how long you had been in the van. But for the majority of the journey, the two of you had been volleying.

“I heard a girl screaming in the front row, ‘fuck me, Ethan’.” You said.

He was smiling at you. “You sure it wasn’t you?”

You rolled your eyes. “You wish.”

“No, I just have memory of that.”

“And is it memories like that which keep you quote-unquote ‘too horny to focus’?” You teased.

“You know that he was exaggerating when he said that.”

“I dunno about that, he seems like a reliable source to me.” You said of Damiano. “If I were going to shout anything, it would be ‘fuck off, Ethan’.”

He furrowed his brow. “I don’t have any memory of that.”

“You’re about to…”

From the seat behind yours, Thomas chimed in. “You two sure have an unusual way of communicating. Don’t take that the wrong way, please. ‘Cause it’s good to go against the grain. But damn, if I didn’t know any better…”

“Yeah, are you two this mad at each other when you’re fucking?” Damiano asked.

In your peripheral vision, you could see that Ethan had begun to blush and this pleased you. “It depends on what kind of dumb shit he’s done that day.”

His mouth dropped open in exaggerated shock. “What? What about the dumb shit you do?”

“No comparison.” You calmly stated.

“You two need to go and fuck this out already.” Damiano said.

“In his dreams.” You said.

“We’ll see about that when we get back to the hotel.” Ethan said.

A sly smile came onto your face as you responded. “Yes, we will.”

*** *** ***

“I’m so exhausted.” You had said to Ethan once you were back at the hotel, before he had gotten the door to your suite unlocked.

He had taken you at your word, after seeing a portion of your night at work. He hadn’t given you sarcasm or any kind of sass, that mood had been left behind. He hadn’t tried to talk you into joining him in the shower, instead he had kissed you on the cheek and promised to keep the noise down.

“Get some rest, creep.” He said as you yawned.

As soon as the bathroom door clicked shut, you cut this fake yawn off. You continued to undress from your work clothes, going over to your opened suitcase. But you didn’t pull out the old T-shirt you had brought to wear to bed, instead you unzipped a thin compartment of the bag.

You heard the water running in the shower and quickly got to work on the first part of your plan. This included a transformation - taking you out of the practical clothes he had seen you in all night. You replaced your bland uniform with a dark red, velvet dress. You paired this with fishnet stockings, then slid your feet into some black high heels. You pulled on a pair of black, mesh gloves that reached above your elbows.

When you had packed this ensemble, you had envisioned having a romantic reason to wear it. But you didn’t mind putting it to use in this way. Using it for an evil plan was better than not using it at all.

Onto your lips, you painted a blood red pigment. You touched up the makeup already on your face as the water kept running in the other room.

Then it came time to prepare the room. You tossed your secret prop onto the seat of an armchair and began moving this over, getting the chair closer to the bed. You rushed around, turning off all of the lights, excluding your bedside lamp. You used this light to get back to the chair and you sat down, facing the bed. The prop laid in your lap as you listened to the shower.

When the water finally shut off, you reached your arm out and switched the lamp off. You were swallowed up by the shadows, hoping that the light from the bathroom wouldn’t reach you. You crossed one leg over the other and composed yourself.

He emerged from the darkened bathroom (considerate enough to shut off the light before opening the door, to avoid disrupting your sleep). He became another shadow in the suite and you listened carefully for his footsteps on the carpet. In your mind, you visualised his movements.

You kept very still, until you heard the mattress sigh under his weight as he began to settle. Was he reaching across the bed and trying to find your body? How long would it take for him to realise that something was different and speak a question into the silence?

You hooked your prop over one finger, letting its chain make a quick, rhythmic rattling as you reached out with the other hand. You switched the lamp on again, filling this part of the room with light.

His brow was furrowed as he looked in your direction. Immediately his expression started to change, with the concern giving way to show how impressed he was. He sat up in the bed as his eyes rushed to take in your entire appearance.

Nothing was said as he appraised you. You took advantage of this moment and began to twirl one thick leather cuff around your finger, the other, attached handcuff swirled through the air. You maintained this momentum, drawing his attention to your BDSM prop.

“Hey creep, I thought you were asleep.” He said.

You didn’t smile as you looked at him. “Nope. I’ve gotta deal with you before I can sleep.”

“Deal with?” He repeated, looking sceptical.

You got to your feet, taking the few steps over to the bed. “Yes. You see, you’ve been a complete pain in the ass.”

You climbed onto the bed, keeping yourself on your knees so that you were higher than him. You put one hand on his bare shoulder and shoved him back. He didn’t resist this and you got him lying flat on his back.

“It doesn’t matter how God-like you may feel, all of those people screaming and falling to pieces over you and just you- that doesn’t mean you can disrespect me like you did tonight and not face any consequences…” You said, holding the heavy-duty cuffs securely in your hand.

The cocky, teasing smile came back onto his face as he looked up at you. “You’re referring to the kiss?”

“Damn right I am.”

“Alright.” He said and offered his wrists to you, showing his willingness to submit.

“Above your head.” You said. “I’m cuffing you to the bed.”

He continued to smile as he lifted his arms up, he probably thought he was about to go on a sexy adventure. But the cuffs were only a part of your evil plan.

You wrapped the leather around one of his wrists, then you fed the linking chain around a rung on the wooden headboard. You pulled the other cuff over and fixed it into place, trapping him in his current position.

“You look really gorgeous, babe.” He said.

“Aw.” You pinched his chin in your hand. “That’s not gonna get you out of this…”

He looked even more inviting than you could have imagined. You swept your eyes up-and-down his body, which was clad in only a pair of blue underwear. There was more inspiration to be drawn from his current state - the muscles in his arms tensed while the rest of his body was immobile. Your imagination was practically overflowing with ideas as you watched his impressive chest rising-and-falling quicker than what was normal.

“The things I’m gonna do to you…” You said as you remained kneeling at his side.

His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he watched the motion of how you had started to stroke the side of your neck. “How about you tell me? Then I can help you and make sure you get everything checked off that nasty list you’ve got.”

You shook your head. “No.” You properly caressed your skin, exploring all that was left exposed by your dress’ low neckline. “I’d rather leave you guessing.” You played with the spaghetti strap over one shoulder. “I’d rather tell you about how totally crazy you drive me. ‘Cause you aren’t just a pain in my ass. You consume me, probably without even trying…”

You ran both of your hands down to the front of the dress, your palms gliding onto your chest. His eyes had widened, fixed on what you were doing, on how you had begun to lightly fondle your breasts. “You make me ache.” Your nipples were firming up beneath the fabric. “You make me so insatiable and it’s so often. All that you have to do is look at me and you get me aching for your touch.

“And it’s in my whole body…” You lowered your hands, going for the hem, which sat at your thigh. You lifted the dress, allowing him to see more of your thighs. You ran your hands up-and-down your legs and he continued to watch with fascination. “I just want your hands all over me, because you make me feel so good.”

He gulped audibly, but he didn’t have anything to say as he watched you working your hands up-and-down your thighs. You let the hem of your dress move without lifting it high enough that he would be able to see your lacy panties.

You found that his dick was now visible as it stiffened and strained against his briefs. This sight brought a smile to your face - you were yet to lay a single finger on him.

“Maybe you know a little something about an ache…” You said.

His nostrils were flared as he nodded a little. You removed one of your gloves and dragged the thin fabric along his skin, watching his feet start to shift.

You didn’t speak as you took off the other glove, his heavy breathing was the only sound in the suite.

The next thing you removed were your high heels. You rested the shoes upon his chest. “Hold onto those for me, will ya?”

He looked displeased by this and you wondered how much of his patience remained. The chain gave a rattle as he readjusted how he was holding his arms.

You rolled your stockings down and pulled them off. It was a sudden decision to loosely wrap them around his neck, as some sort of fishnet scarf. The dark material looked perfect on him, adding another enhancement to how your fantasy was flawlessly becoming real.

You picked your shoes up. “Thanks, babe.” You pulled them back on, knowing how much he enjoyed the sight of you in high heels.

You grabbed for the bottom of the slip-style dress, allowing him to see your black underwear now. You lifted the dress, pulling it away from your bare torso. You removed the velvet garment and tossed it off the bed. His eyes were fixed on you as you readjusted your hair.

You could tell that he was fully hard inside of his underwear now. You started to push your own down, removing the damp panties.

Instead of liberating him in the same way, you placed your hands to his shoulders. This was to help you brace yourself as you mounted him. He loudly groaned when you straddled him at his stomach, keeping your crotch away from his. He squirmed beneath you, but he was ultimately powerless.

You felt a giddy rush to the head, indulging in the triumph of your plan. You were receiving vindication and he couldn’t do a thing to stop you. The sense of control was intoxicating.

And you let it push you further - you grinded as you settled your body weight on top of them. You pushed your wet pussy down until you made contact with his hot skin. You placed yourself over the strip of hair that reached down from under his belly button.

He made an impatient huffing sound as you started to move your hips. You arched your back, rocking yourself back. Then you thrusted forward, dragging your pussy along his skin. You felt a shiver run up your spine as this translated very well to your aching pussy, you continued your work at building some friction.

You rubbed your clit back-and-forth, wetting his skin as you went. Your walls spasmed and contracted around nothing as your excitement grew. You were finding your pacing, settling into his wonderful motion.

“Fuck.” He moaned, watching you grinding yourself on him. “Does that feel good, dealing with me like this?”

“You have no idea.” You said.

He lifted his head from the pillow to watch as you reached down, going for your pussy. You let your two fingers plunge down, wiping along your slit.

He was transfixed by this. Maybe he was preparing for the fingers to go into his mouth, as you had done in the past.

You put the fingers into your own mouth, tasting your cunt as you used your tongue to clean this moisture off. The taste of your arousal coated the inside of your mouth as you took your fingers out. You didn’t swallow as you looked at him.

“Open your mouth.” You instructed.

He opened his mouth and you did the same, leaning forward. He strained in his current position, trying to get closer to you. You pushed the saliva out of your mouth, over your bottom lip. The spit dripped down, going directly onto him.

Only some of the spit landed on his waiting tongue. Most of it landed on his skin and you didn’t waste any of your time wiping this up. He furrowed his brow and shut his mouth again, looking wholly frustrated by this scenario.

But you were still enjoying the manifestation of your plan. You wiped a hand across your lips as you rocked your body weight back again. You resumed your grinding upon him.

You found your rhythm, savouring the effects this friction was having on your body. You could see a look in his eyes as he watched you riding his body, this was a look of him wanting to grab and kiss you. He was hungering for more than that drop of saliva had provided. You could see how tense the muscles in his arms were as you continued to deny his desires.

It added to the thrill of the complete control you currently held over him and it made you push yourself down harder on him.

“You’re mine.” You purred.

His response was instant. “Yes.”

“You are mine, Ethan, all of you.” You said. “And that includes those fuckin’ lips.”

“I know.” 

“Those lips are only supposed to go on my lips, all of them.”

“I know, baby.” He said.

You reached for the nightstand and picked up the packet of cigarettes you had left there earlier. You took one out, placing the filtered end between your lips. You collected one of your E.T. marked lighters, turning the little wheel mechanism until the flame appeared. He watched you light the cigarette and take your first drag.

With this task fulfilled, you could concentrate on your rocking again. You continued working your clitoris against his skin, enjoying how the pressure was building inside you.

Holding the cigarette between two fingers, you lowered it down to him. He opened his mouth, allowing you to place the end between his lips. His eyes were locked on you as he inhaled deeply. He puffed out a cloud of smoke before going back for another drag.

Allowing him this indulgence didn’t seem to help with his impatience. He continued to frown and the way the muscles in his arms still visibly strained told you that he was keen for his imprisonment to come to an end.

He stared you down as you brought the cigarette back to your own lips. He was watching you with such intensity - impatient, but not bored.

The cigarette began to lose its importance to you as the rubbing on your clit started to feel even better. The pleasure was swelling up, getting you so much more excited and you were soon picking up speed. Your jaw fell slack as it got more difficult to catch your breath and you held the burning cigarette off to the side. You squeezed your legs tighter against his sides.

“Are you gonna come?” He asked.

You were going faster, using all of your energy as your body filled with giddy tingles. “Fuck, yes.” You relentlessly pushed your cunt against him as that intoxicating friction demanded. “I’m gonna come right here, right on this fuckin’ happy trail.”

His reaction to this was lost to you as you were overcome by the delicious sensations in your body. You squeezed your eyes shut as you twitched yourself up closer to that edge.

One last powerful thrust was all that was needed for the pressure to melt away and you gained your orgasm. It brought a breathless smile to your face as everything fell into place. The friction was resolved and you could still yourself on him, your attention going back to the cigarette, what remained of it.

You let out a deep sigh, the puff of smoke all that you could see when your eyes first fluttered open. You licked your lips, taking yourself off of him as you slowly came back to Earth.

You could see his stiff dick still waiting and craving attention beneath the material of his briefs. Above this, the light from the lamp caught the little streak of moisture that you had left behind, it glistened as he squirmed.

“I should probably clean that up.” You commented through another cloud of smoke. “But I’m not gonna.” He rolled his eyes. “Just like I’m not gonna do anything about how hard that cock is.” The chain between his cuffs rattled. “You’re not getting any. Your punishment is gonna be those blue balls you’ve got…”

“What?” He snapped, the annoyance making his voice so much louder than what was typical. “You’ve got to be joking, you are being absolutely ridiculous-...”

Crack!

It was louder than anything else in the room, getting your attention at once. He had broken off the decorative wooden rung that had been keeping him tethered to the bed’s headboard. He hardly acknowledged this, meanwhile your eyes had grown wide and you were no longer so relaxed.

“You’re so fucking ridiculous.” He said, his teeth bared. As he started to unbuckle the handcuffs, you scooted away from him, heading for the edge of the bed. “Maybe you were cocky enough to think that you’d get away with that. But it’s time for a reality check, baby.”

It felt like it was with all of his strength that he grabbed your arm, his fingers locking around your bicep. Before you could properly react, he was tugging you closer. Your butt slid across the bed covers and he wrapped his other hand around your other arm.

Your heart was pounding in your chest and resisting was the last thing on your mind. He forced you down onto your back and swiftly climbed on top of you. A portion of the pantyhose had tumbled free from his neck, brushing against the side of your face. He braced himself above you, looking at you with the intensity that could start you trembling straight away.

“Now I’m gonna teach you a lesson.” He said. “And I promise that it’s one you aren’t gonna forget anytime soon.”

His iron grip on you relaxed as he sat back. He unwound the pantyhose from around his neck and used these to clean any of the remaining saliva off of his face. Then he tossed them away.

There was a rush of adrenaline inside of you as you began to sit up. “I need to be taught a lesson?”

“Damn right you do.”

You gave your head a little shake. “And what lesson would that be?”

He grabbed you by the arm again and pulled you over to him. You were twisted around by his hands, turned to face away from him before being pulled into his lap. With his hands on your arms, he held you in place.

He spoke directly into your ear. “You’re gonna learn to not start shit that you can’t finish.”

You scoffed. “You clearly weren’t paying attention, ‘cause I did finish.”

“I did notice that. You making your pussy so sensitive like that was a grave mistake, with what I’ve got planned for you.” He said. “But that’s just the beginning. You aren’t gonna be able to walk in the morning.”

All of that sounded truly wonderful to you, especially because you could tell that he meant it. You didn’t care to get free, even when his guard lowered slightly as he took his underwear off.

Your butt was pressed to his lap again and the presence of his uncovered dick was noticed instantly. Your breathing had grown shallower and the anticipation hung in the atmosphere of the room.

He was controlling you with his hands on your hips, squeezing tight enough that you thought bruises would be left. He got you to the right spot and soon the tip of his dick was spreading your sensitive pussy open.

You couldn’t help squirming a little as he stroked himself in deeper. But he kept you in place with an arm locked around your waist. You heard his determined growl next to your ear as more of his length was buried into you.

Your noises were immediate when he started to move inside of you. From beneath you, he set into his desired tempo. Your moans marked his hips striking into your butt as your hands grasped his forearm with a claw-like grip.

He rocked his body back and you were bracing for the next impact, when he surprised you. As effortlessly as if you were nothing but a ragdoll, he was spinning you around. You were repositioned to face him, his hands on your back bringing your chest flush to his. He wrapped one of your legs around his waist and held it here as fucked deep into you again.

“Unf, Ethan.” You whimpered, clinging to him.

You felt totally out of control as you bounced in his lap. The friction was unbelievable, going straight to your head. In the intense pleasure, you were losing all thoughts, simply going with the momentum he was determinedly maintaining.

“You’re having fun learning this lesson, hm?” He asked, squeezing your body to his as you whined. “Good, because I’m not stopping until I’ve rearranged your fuckin’ guts.”

Your bodies writhed together, you were thrown off of your rhythm when your face was suddenly spat upon. You flinched in response to the drops of saliva hitting your skin.

Before you knew it, you were being moved. He took you out of his lap and you were pushed down onto the bed, flat on your back. You were left gasping for breath, the adrenaline pumping through you and you understood that this was far from over.

He flicked his loose hair back, away from his face as he placed himself on top of you. But he didn’t instantly resume his invigorated jackhammering into you.

Instead, you saw a moment of calm in his eyes as he scanned your face. The gentleman that he truly was won out briefly as he allowed you to regain your bearings, checking that you were alright amongst this feral energy.

You spurred him on for more, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down, bringing him in for kisses. As he kissed you back, he buried his length deeper inside of you. He kept your leg wrapped around his waist.

Excitedly, you sucked on his lower lip. But this was cut short when he shifted his body weight and sat up.

At this new angle, he could grind into you even harder and you were soon grabbing for the bedsheets. He arched his back, his body tensed as he resumed his speedy pounding forward.

Your hands wildly shook and you could feel the pressure building up inside of you. It was more powerful than before, making you feel as if the release was going to break you apart. You were consumed by his passion, with all of your energy going into keeping up with his rhythm.

He grabbed your other leg and guided it straight up, your ankle resting at his broad shoulder. As he continued plunging into you, you felt your elevated foot beginning to shake free of the shoe. You let the high heel fall, tumbling onto the bed behind him.

You shut your eyes, daunted by the edge that you could feel him pushing you up to. “Baby, I’m close.”

“Yes.” He hissed. “Me too. Gonna come inside you.”

“Yes.” Your response was half-shouted. “Come inside of me.”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.” His energetic bucking was matched to his impassioned little chant.

You twitched and spasmed beneath his powerful body, making your loudest sounds of the night. It was all beyond your control, feeling as if your body was filled with an electric charge. Your cunt clenched around his cock, drawing more mind-blowing sensations from every collision.

“Oh, fuck…” He moaned and you could feel his hot cum starting to shoot between your sensitive walls.

You writhed up into him, crying out when this brought out your release. With a tremble, you felt all of the tension inside of you snap, your own cum springing forward. Soon, your thighs were feeling wet, but you were too lost in the afterglow to care. Your legs went limp as the room was swallowed up by silence.

When you finally lifted your head from the pillow, it was to find him sitting by the end of the bed. His eyes were on you as he slowly drank from a bottle of water. You could see a cocky smile tugging at his cheek as he took in the sight of your nakedness.

“My lesson was better than yours.” He said confidently.

“I didn’t know we were having a competition.”

“If that’s how you cope with your loss…” He said.

“How did I lose?”

“I’m just saying that I didn’t see any squirt when you were done on my tummy, teaching your lesson or whatever. But after my lesson…” His smile remained as he took a pause to look at your cunt. “I felt that squirt, and I can see more than just my mess dripping out of you right now…”

“Okay, so maybe you won. Does that mean you aren’t gonna share any water with me?”

He sat forward at once. “Of course not.” He joined you at the head of the bed and handed the bottle over to you. He gently wiped the drops of spit from your face and you could tell that his stormy mood was totally gone.

“The moment you stop fucking me like that, is the moment I’m leaving you.”

“Noted.” He said with a chuckle.

“But you don’t need to worry about me going anywhere ‘cause I’m not gonna be able to walk in the morning, or maybe for the whole day.” You teased.

“Am I supposed to feel sorry for you? My lesson was better.” He said. He laid down next to you and his eyes seemed larger than before as he looked at you. “You’re okay, right?”

“What are you talking about? Of course I am.” You said, removing your shoe and throwing it away from the bed.

“I just really want to make sure that you aren’t pissed off or actually hurt over me and Victoria kissing for that photo.” He said. “Because she was worried after, that it crossed a line. But I just assumed that you would know it meant absolutely nothing because you’re the only one for me and you know that. But if you want me to apologise, then I’m happy to.”

You picked his hand up in yours, your fingers naturally interlacing. “You don’t have to apologise. I’m not angry at Vic, in fact, I really like her. I think she’s cool. I was there, I saw how manufactured and staged that moment was. But I’m not gonna pass up an opportunity to put you in place and remind you who you belong to.”

“You’re the only one I wanna kiss.” He said, holding your hand between both of his.

“Good.”

“But maybe I should suggest kissing for future photos, if this is the revenge that I get.” He said. “No, seriously, when you first turned that light on and I saw you- I was ready to do whatever you said. You just looked incredible, so damn hot. I felt really lucky, really fucking lucky. But then you made me suffer.”

“You didn’t have to take that out on the bed.”

He cocked an eyebrow as he looked at you. “Didn’t I?”

“No, you destroyed the headboard.” You said, pointing to the missing rung. “Are we gonna get in trouble for breaking the bed?”

He shook his head. “No, it’ll be fine. We’ll make up some lie about how it happened, I’m sure it won’t cost that much to repair. We barely broke it.” He looked at you, smiling. “You know that you and me could really ruin this bed if we wanted to…”

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Hitman WoA Lore - How many Elusive Targets ARE there?

With the recent announcement of a brand new Celebrity ET coming to Hitman in spring, I was thinking about which number of Elusive Target this is. It used to be simple, the initial 26 in Hitman 2016 were all unique missions which didnt repeat gameplay from eachother other than using the same pool of six maps. Then Hitman 2 throw a big wrench into all that with its reactivations and reworkings, where I remember there being minor controversy over how to number each ET. Some people would number the new Hitman 2 ETs 1-7, and all the reactivations their own numbering, but then there was the question of counting Undying Returns as separate from Undying and then is Deceivers part of the reactivation numbering or the main ET numbering

It seems that people now with the WoA era dont really number anything anymore, people gave up counting anything unless theyre just counting how many ETs were made for the map pools individually, and if they do they count EVERYTHING as one big number even down to the “Year 2”, “Year 3”, etc. reactivations. Which gets crazy when you see numbers claiming there’s 61 ETs in H3/WoA. Thats crazy and highly inaccurate so i’m going to count every ET and give a canonical number for this new one dependent on each and every methodology you will want to count it with. I will do this in a form of a set of questions you may have:

1. How many ET missions have IO made?

This is the simplest metric. If IO just rerelease an old ET they made it doesnt count as a unique mission but if they some sort of modification to it like a new briefing or cosmetic change or smushing two ETs together not only will I count the original but I will also count the modification as well

So with Hitman 1’s missions we have the initial 26 consisting of 9 in Paris, 6 in Sapienza, 4 in Marrakesh, 3 in Bangkok and 2 in Colorado and another 2 in Hokkaido. Then we add on the Deceivers from H2, where they combine the Congressman and Guru from Sapienza into one mission with a new briefing and new backstories for both characters, to give us 27 on the H1 maps and 7 in Sapienza

With H2’s missions we have to tackle the Undying: technically, and I mean technically, there’s three versions of the Undying: The Undying, The Undying Returns and The Undying Returns (2024). However the 2024 reissue doesnt modify the briefing and its only difference from the Undying and Returns versions is a different thumbnail and a new unlock which could have just happened with either version of the mission anyway. It uses the Undying Returns briefing and Mark Faba’s look from Undying Returns so it’s just a reactivation of Undying Returns. However Undying Returns will count as a different mission in this numbering because it has a new briefing and in the mission itself Mark Faba has an eyepatch from the events of The Undying. No gameplay differences, unlike The Deceivers which is more difficult because you have to kill two targets in one go, but IO would consider this new work so it will count as two missions:

Which gives us 1 mission in Hawkes Bay, 2 in Miami, 1 in Colombia, 1 in Whittleton and 2 in Sgail totaling 7 ETs in H2 and 34 so far

H3 gives us 1 in Dubai, 2 in Dartmoor, 2 in Berlin, 1 in Chongqing and 2 in Mendoza with 8 ETs in its maps. Giving us 42 ETs so far

So by this metric the next ET will be the 43rd Elusive Target mission IO have made

2. How many gameplay-unique missions are there?

But this is a super boring number to conclude from this because no one in their right mind would count The Undying Returns as a unique experience from The Undying, barring the obvious fact of Hitman’s gameplay that you could choose to play one version differently from the other but anything you do in one is transferable to the other as nothing about Faba’s routine and dialogue, the cosmetics of the map or the placement and routes of NPCs is any different. So now we have to count how many missions have IO really made

So we start again with our initial 26 but we leave out the Deceivers. The Guru and Congressman are counted separately because they were made separately. The total of H1 remains 26

Then we take H2 and subtract the Undying returns, giving H2 6 ETs and in total we now have 32 so far

H3 remains at 8 so now we have 40 ETs that IO have given us across all three games from 2016 onwards

So this newest ET will be the 41st unique Elusive Target mission made from scratch by IO. I think this is probably the most official, crowd-pleasing number we could conclude with, but I want to get wackier so join me in the next few questions as we get super nerdy on the numbering

3. How many unique, playable ET missions are in Hitman: World of Assassination?

This is probably the purest number we can distill it down to, because it’s a question of if you were to boot up WoA and every ET was somehow activated all at once how many unique missions would you be able to play? This is probably the most useful number for casual fans wanting to play everything

So we take our initial 26 and cut it down to 24. The reason why we do this not only are we now counting the Guru and Congressman as one mission, because with the Deceivers you can only ever play them together in the WoA launcher, but also the Gary Busey ET was never made available in H2 or H3/WoA. So counting them as separate would be ridiculous because that’s not the format theyre ever experienced in anymore and theres no inside-the-game evidence they ever were apart other than inference from them never interacting which requires a knowledge of their route. So this gives us 9 Paris ETs, 4 Sapienza ETs, 4 Marrakesh ETs, 3 Bangkok ETs, 2 Colorado ETs and 2 Hokkaido ETs for a total of 24. Fun fact I initially forgot to count the Blackmailer in Paris and only realized it when my math in this segment was out of wack. So I initially underestimated how many ETs were in Paris, not only is it double what Sapienza currently has but it’s a little bit over that

Then adding 6 to that 24 we get 30 and the ever unchanging H3 number brings up to 38 in total

So in conclusion the next ET will be the 39th unique playable mission you can tackle in vanilla WoA, on a good day

4. How many canonical ET missions are there?

Now this is the big question because while we can debate how ETs can be canon, it’s no doubt that with their lore bleeding into the main game and vice versa with Mark Faba namedropping future Berlin targets only to get namedropped himself by Vidal as a previous target of Diana and 47, as well as the ICA Data Core showing a whole slew of ETs on 47’s file whether we like it or not ETs are canon. But then that begs the question of how many of these ETs are part of this canon?

Well first we take our initial 26 and cut it down to 25, as the canon version of the Congressman and Guru is the Deceivers. However what we then do is add it back up to 26 because now we have to talk about The Brothers. The Brothers was a cut ET mission where you were to kill two of the brothers of prior Sapienza target Silvio Caruso, in Marrakesh. This was never released except for content leaks that were later made as mods but their names were included in the ICA file on 47 in the Chongqing mission so in the lore 47 canonically killed Caruso’s brothers sometime during all this mess

Then we have to include The Undying Returns as a canonical separate contract from the original, whether he killed Faba or not, because the unique briefing means he was given this contract which he fulfilled and then had to be given a new contract to kill him again. With this it brings us back up to 7 for H2 and 33 so far

Then with the immovable 8 in H3 we bring ourselves up to 41 in total so far in terms of canonical, separate contracts 47 has taken on, elusively that is

Which makes this next ET the 42nd canonical elusive target contract 47 has taken on

5. So how many people has he killed?* (*In the ET format)

This one’s the most interesting question because this isnt a question of how many contracts 47 was given or how many missions you can play, but instead a pure kill count. Because some ETs arent merely one and done, theres a few multi target missions. So just for fun lets count out how many guys you kill in these ETs

In H1: Paris has all 1-target missions, so we count that as 9 again. Whether we count the Deceivers or not doesnt matter, we’re just counting how many people die in Sapienza and that’s 6. Marrakesh has 4, but counting the brothers let’s bump it up to 6. Bangkok gives us our first two target mission: The Ex-Dictator and his wife, which gives us 4 kills in Thailand. Colorado has 2 again but The Surgeons in Hokkaido brings its kill count up to 3. So all in all we have 30 kills on the H1 maps

Then with H2 we have no two target missions but remember Undying counts a second time, whether Faba died and came back or a body double died in his place this is a confirmed kill. Giving us 7 total kills in H2 and 37 so far

H3 gives us another two target mission, this time in Dartmoor. So 1 kill in Dubai, 3 in Dartmoor, 2 in Berlin, 1 in Chongqing and 2 in Mendoza for 9 for H3 and 46 total people killed in the Elusive Target missions

So, assuming this next mission will also be one target as usual, the next ET will be the magic number itself: the 47th person our Agent 47 has killed in an Elusive Target mission. That’s a whole lot of killing

6. But what about [BLANK]?

Now we could go about this all day if we broaden the standards of what an Elusive Target is. It’s well known that IO reuse and rework unreleased Elusive Target missions into other formats. For example the Patient Zero campaign and the initial two Special Assignments in Mumbai and Colombia were made from ETs they had lying around. There’s also more unreleased ETs with no canonical ties one way or another, but there’s also some other cut content that seems like cut ETs but in reality they mightve just been beta tests

But I think this list is the one that answers all the questions of the ET numbering that actually matter. The rest is too niche even for me

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Day 18 of Narcoctober- Create a fanwork about characters experiencing, participating in, or witnessing a real life historical event (could have been depicted in canon or not) e.g. moon landing.

Character(s): Javier Pena x Sandra Castellano (OC); kinda platonic kinda not

CW: language, terrorism/bombing, mentions of OKC bombing

WC: ~1.2K

A/N: Hiii enjoy this cameo of Sandra from IWBSS. The setting in history is the OKC bombing, but the fic mostly focuses on the dynamic between these two.

They kept in touch once they moved onto separate assignments. Javi was transferred back to El Paso, working several cases including crime bosses who specialized in designer drugs and laced fentanyl. Sandra was working on a paper that linked cities where drug cartels had gotten a foothold in. It had taken her to Jaurez, Calexico, and even Miami, where she had spent her formative years. Now, she was in Oklahoma City, exploring the rival gangs that were purported to be enemies of the Sinaloa cartel. 

Her and Javi still talked on the phone, often under the guise of seeking professional opinions from one another but often delving into other topics such as Javi beating the latest level of his Zombies Ate My Neighbors video game or the latest addition to Sandra’s growing records collection. 

Over the past few months, their calls had upped to once a week on average, and sometimes more, depending on their schedules. It had been so seamless that neither had really noticed that the other had become part of their regular routine. It wasn’t long before they found no excuses to call, just simply opting to dial the other over anything they wanted to talk about in the moment.

This morning, Sandra was calling him, coffee thermos in the other hand, to thank him for getting her in touch with a fellow DEA agent that’d be able to help her with her current assignment. The federal building wasn’t far from the hotel she was living out of and they spoke on the phone as she walked the way there.

“Just know that if this guy gives me the runaround or some bogus info, you’ll have me to answer to.”

She can hear the smirk in Javi’s voice as he replies, “I think we both know I’ve been on your bad side enough times to know better by now.”

“And don’t you forget it,” she shoots back.

“How much longer you gonna be in OKC anyway? I’m tired of you complaining about the mosquitos over there.”

“Yeah, well, they’re the size of fucking birds. Don’t even get me started on the amount of armadillo roadkill I’ve passed by on the freeway.”

Javi cuts in, “There’s armadillos in Texas, too.”

“Anyway, I’m gonna be here until I feel like I’ve got enough for my assignment.” 

Javi hums, “Hmmm.”

“Hmmm? What does “hmmm” mean?”

There’s a pause on the phone before he speaks, “It’s just been a minute since we’ve seen each other. Was wondering if you’d be able to make the drive down my way.”

Javi’s been attempting to find a way to casually make the suggestion since about three phone calls ago, but wasn’t sure the best way to go about it. His own investigation, right now, prevented him from leaving his post, but Sandra seemed to have a more flexible, albeit spontaneous, schedule. It’d been about a year since they last saw each other in person and with the recent ramp up of their communication, he figured he’d throw the bone out there.

“Awww, somebody misses me?” Sandra teases. “Or are you just looking for your next booty call?”

Javi chuckles, “C’mon, I’m a classy guy! I’d at least fly you down instead of making you drive if that was the case.”

He revels in her loud giggles that crosses over his phone line. 

“You’re not gonna be too happy when the first thing I do when I see you is punch the shit out of you,” she declares.

“Ouch, yeah, I think Carrillo still feels it in his nose from that time you decked hi-”

Javi’s words are cut off by a loud explosion that echoes from the speaker. He’s up out of the rolling desk chair in his office instantaneously.

“Sandra!” he shouts, “Sandra!”

There’s screaming, car alarms, and sounds of large objects falling and colliding against one another. It’s utter chaos and for a few moments, Javi’s worried that he’s heard Sandra’s last words. It takes several more seconds before he hears heavy breathing directly into the line.

“Shit,” she mutters. He can hear movement as if she’s changing positions.

“Sandra,” Javi calls for her again.

“I- I think there was a fucking bomb.” He can hear her heels clack against the sidewalk and the way in which they speed up as if she’s running.

“What?”

“A bomb, Javi. I was about to cross the street to the federal building and half of it’s just fucking gone.” 

He exclaims, “Fuck! Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

“I’ve been worse for wear before,” she says, which isn’t a straight answer in his head and he surmises that she’s got either not a scratch on her or one of her bones sticking out about now. He also knows she’s batshit crazy enough to run towards danger instead of away from it.

“Sandra, turn the fuck back around and get to safety. You can’t be the one to break the story if you’re in the ground.”

She scoffs, “There are people that could be hurt-”

“You hear those sirens in the background? They’re first responders who know what they’re fucking doing,” Javi cuts in, “Besides, you’re gonna act like you won’t be sniffing for questions while you’re ‘helping’?”

He knows she can hear the air quotes even when they’re not face to face. The same way he could just see the eye roll she gives him just now at his words. 

“Well, yeah, but everything is history, and firsthand accounts could even help with identifying the monsters that did this.”

“Also not your job, Sandra!” It’s a Wednesday morning and he’s supposed to be focusing on his current case, but the inner voice in his head tells him “fuck it.” He’s grabbing his jacket and keys, solely intent on walking past his bosses’ office, getting into his car, and driving to Oklahoma. “At the very least, stick with an actual first responder, they’re probably gonna set up a triage and command post for all the agencies.”

She’s too stubborn to answer but he knows her resolute sigh well enough to know that she’ll heed his advice. 

The line gets fuzzy for a moment, and Javi considers that they probably might lose connection with all of the 911 calls probably pouring in at her location. 

“Look, just-” he pauses again, unsure of what to say without it being too small or too big. There was a right time for everything after all. “Just be careful. I’ll see you soon.”

He hangs up his cell without waiting for a response and starts up his car. 

It’s night time when he finally gets there and he knows well enough that she’s still at the scene even after all this time. 

It takes several minutes to find her, but a petite woman with a gray tarp covering her, dried blood stains on the side of her head, who’s also currently badgering a police officer for information, comes into his view. The officer must give some morsel of solid information because she’s furiously writing in her little notepad and then giving him a genuine thank you with a curt nod.

She’s not searching for him when their eyes meet but she immediately smirks when he comes into her view.

They both take rushed steps towards each other, lightly pushing between other responders and families reuniting with their loved ones.

They finally meet in the middle and she chuckles, “You are so fucking dramatic.”

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Final work by: Alex Hernandez,

In these works, I am documenting the social scene. In specific, a particular DJ in Miami, a special group of friends, and certain moments I find in the events. Originally, I wanted to capture the lack of intimacy seen at these events and at the same time evoke emotion via these images by focusing on the intimacy between the camera and the subjects. As I continued to photograph the events, I realized I want to tell a story, that story Is the party; the calm before the storm, the moments during the storm, an overview of the storm as a whole, and the aftermath. Although the focus is no longer tied around the subject of “Intimacy” there is still intimacy between my subjects and I whilst documenting those specific moments.

I wanted to show the moments before the event, whilst arriving, and all the odd scenes one might witness like an individual in crutches, or another bent over tying their shoes. These scenes are calm, and foreshadow the upcoming photographs through the use of clothes and looming figures. Afterward, capture the chaos and the energy that ensues during “the storm”, the frenzy-like crowd packed together like sardines, the lust-filled interactions amongst the crowd, the eye of the storm (the DJ), the peak of the story. Finally, I captured the moments after all the damage has been done, and the residual energy carries the individual throughout the night. As a whole, the story told is one of the life of energy in the social aspects of humans and their interaction with one another and my camera's ability to document these scenes.  

Process: The tools I used to create these images are: Digital Camera, Bridge, Photoshop, and Light Room. After I made my selection via Bridge, I opened each photograph in photoshop and proceeded to edit them as regular photos, assigned an SRGB profile, worked the white balance and color balance, cropping, masking, adjusting, etc… Then transferred the photo to lightroom to apply a “vintage” style preset of mine and then exported as PNG or JPEG. Uploaded to Instagram.

I took inspiration from Larry Fink’s Social Graces to create these works and if I had time to push my concept further, I would attempt to recreate more scenes like his, and learn to shoot better compositionally shot photographs such as Larry Fink's. I might even see if I can find a juxtaposition in the social scene I currently photograph in an attempt to document it such as Fink did.

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Comfort is paramount in any executive transportation experience. The Miami Grand Prix Limousine Service FL offers a fleet of luxury vehicles, equipped with all the amenities needed for a pleasant ride. Whether it’s a spacious SUV for group travel or a sleek sedan for solo trips, each vehicle is meticulously maintained to provide a superior experience. Passengers can enjoy plush seating, climate control, and even Wi-Fi, making it easier to prepare for meetings or relax after a long day.

Personalized Service for Corporate Clients

Another advantage of utilizing corporate car service is the personalized service that comes with it. Companies often tailor their transportation solutions to meet specific client needs. For example, if a business team is attending the Miami Grand Prix, the service can be customized to include multiple stops, refreshments, or special requests. This level of attention enhances the overall experience and makes travel more enjoyable.

Commitment to Safety

Safety is also a top priority for executive transportation. The Miami Grand Prix Fort Lauderdale limo service employs trained professionals who prioritize passenger safety. Vehicles are regularly inspected and equipped with advanced safety features, ensuring that clients can travel with peace of mind. With experienced chauffeurs behind the wheel, passengers can relax knowing they are in capable hands.

Enhancing Business Relationships

For businesses hosting clients or partners, arranging transportation can significantly impact their overall experience. Providing them with access to a corporate car service speaks volumes about the company’s professionalism and attention to detail. Whether it’s for airport transfers, meetings, or events like the Miami Grand Prix, a reliable transportation service can enhance the business relationship and create a lasting impression.

Convenient Booking Options

Moreover, the convenience of booking a Miami Grand Prix Limousine Service FL is unparalleled. Most services offer user-friendly online platforms where clients can easily make reservations, track their vehicles, and manage their itineraries. This streamlined process saves time and ensures that all transportation needs are met efficiently.

Conclusion

In conclusion, Fort Lauderdale stands out as a prime destination for executive transportation solutions, especially for those needing reliable and luxurious options. The Miami Grand Prix Fort Lauderdale limo service not only provides a first-class travel experience but also caters specifically to the demands of corporate clients. With a focus on reliability, comfort, safety, and personalized service, utilizing a corporate car service can elevate business travel to new heights. For anyone looking to make a lasting impression or simply navigate the bustling environment of South Florida, choosing the right transportation service is the ultimate key to success.

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 Luxury Transportation Services in Miami With Miami Unique Limo

When it comes to luxury travel in the vibrant city of Miami, few things compare to the elegance and convenience offered by Miami Unique Limo. Specializing in high-end transportation solutions, this premier service provides an exceptional experience for both residents and visitors alike. Whether you're planning a night out, a corporate event, or simply want to explore the stunning sights of the city, Miami Unique Limo has got you covered with their extensive offerings.

Unmatched Experience in Luxury

Miami is known for its glamour and sophistication, and Miami Unique Limo embodies these qualities through its top-notch limo service in Miami Florida. With a fleet of luxurious vehicles ranging from stylish sedans to extravagant stretch limousines, you can choose the perfect ride to match your occasion. Each vehicle is equipped with modern amenities, ensuring that you travel in comfort and style.

Reliable Miami Beach Car Service

One of the standout features of Miami Unique Limo is their commitment to reliability. The Miami Beach car service is designed for those who want a seamless travel experience. Whether you’re heading to a high-profile event or simply want to enjoy a leisurely drive along the coastline, you can count on Miami Unique Limo to provide timely and efficient service. Their professional chauffeurs are not only well-trained but also possess in-depth knowledge of the area, allowing them to navigate through Miami’s bustling streets with ease.

Exceptional Miami Black Car Service

For those seeking a more understated yet equally luxurious option, the Miami black car service is an ideal choice. This service is perfect for corporate clients or anyone who desires a sophisticated ride without the frills of a limousine. The sleek black cars symbolize elegance and professionalism, making them perfect for airport transfers, business meetings, or any occasion where first impressions matter. Miami Unique Limo ensures that every vehicle is maintained to the highest standards, providing a pristine environment for your journey.

Tailored Limo Service for Every Occasion

What sets Miami Unique Limo apart is their ability to tailor their services to fit the unique needs of each client. Whether you require limos in Miami for a wedding, prom, or birthday celebration, their team is dedicated to making your experience unforgettable. They offer customizable packages that include decorations, refreshments, and even a red carpet service upon request. This attention to detail transforms a simple ride into a memorable experience.

Corporate and Group Transportation

Miami Unique Limo also excels in providing corporate and group transportation solutions. Their Miami transportation service is well-equipped to handle events of any size, from small executive meetings to large corporate retreats. With spacious vehicles that accommodate groups comfortably, you can ensure that everyone arrives at their destination together and on time. Their focus on professionalism and punctuality makes them a preferred choice for businesses operating in the Miami area.

Exploring Miami in Style

When visiting Miami, taking advantage of luxury transportation allows you to fully immerse yourself in the city's vibrant culture. With Miami Unique Limo, you can explore famous landmarks, hidden gems, and the stunning coastline without the hassle of parking or navigation. Imagine cruising down Ocean Drive in a luxurious limousine, enjoying the sights and sounds of Miami from the comfort of your plush seat. This is not just a ride; it’s an experience that enhances your visit to this iconic city.

Conclusion

In a city as dynamic and glamorous as Miami, having a reliable luxury transportation service is essential. Miami Unique Limo stands out as a premier provider of Miami Beach car service, Miami black car service, and more, ensuring that every journey is a lavish experience. Whether you're in need of limo service in Miami Florida for a special event or a regular ride, their dedication to quality and customer satisfaction makes them the go-to choice for all your transportation needs. Experience Miami like never before—travel in style with Miami Unique Limo, where luxury meets convenience.

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Highly recommended Miami Car Service for Your Journey

Experience the best in luxury and convenience with our miami car service. We can offer you airport transfers, corporate travel, or a stylish ride for a special event, and our professional drivers will be there to help you out. Our fleet consists of top-of-the-line vehicles that guarantee comfort and safety throughout your journey. Flexible booking options and competitive rates are also part of our Miami car service, which will surely meet all your transportation needs. Travel across the cosmopolitan Miami smoothly. Call now and book your ride and experience great service

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How Can Luxury Ground Transportation Raise Your Travel Experience?

Through its unmatched comfort, style, and convenience, luxury ground transportation can greatly increase your trip. By roomy cars that are furnished with upscale conveniences, travelers can unwind and relish the ride without worrying about parking or traffic. Even if it's an airport, business meeting, or special event, expert chauffeurs guarantee on-time arrivals with their competent service. In adding to giving your trips a more upscale feel, this superior level of care frees you up to distillate on your job or leisure, making every journey memorable. In the end, luxurious ground transportation makes ordinary travel more pleasurable. Improve Your Vacation Experience with First-Rate Limousine Services Choosing a best Miami Airport town car service is the finest option if you want to travel in comfort and style. Even if you are traveling for work or pleasure, this facility makes the trip from the airport to your destination easy. Through their roomy cabins and opulent amenities, each voyage is more than just a means of transport.

Take Advantage of Miami Airport Limo Amenities for the Best ExperienceAn sophisticated touch can be added to your trip through a Miami Airport limousine. The advantages of having a specialized driver who is aware through the area and traffic patterns can help you reach your destination on time. For business gatherings, special occasions, or just to indulge in a deluxe experience, this facility is ideal.

Easy Transfers with Limo Service Miami Airport You may enjoy a hassle-free travel when you select a Miami Airport limo service. These services meet a range of demands and are perfect for every tourist, offering choices for both individuals and groups. The meticulous attention to detail and excellent service offered guarantee a stress-free and pleasurable travel from airport pickups to drop-offs. Dependable Car Service at West Palm Beach Airport A dependable West Palm Beach Airport Car Service is advantageous for visitors arriving by plane. With the luxury and convenience this service provides, travelers may unwind after a lengthy flight. Customer satisfaction is the top priority for the skilled drivers, who will ensure a smooth journey to your destination.

Effective Airport Car Service in Palm Beach Our Palm Beach airport car service offers convenient transportation for those arriving in the area, in addition to West Palm Beach. With so many different vehicle options, passengers, whether going alone or with a bigger group, can select the journey that best fits their needs. Smooth Cruise Transfers from FLL to Miami Port Are you arranging a cruise? Our Cruise Transfers from Fll to Port of Miami guarantee that your trip gets off to a positive start. These transfers are intended to be smooth, freeing you from the burden of planning and letting you concentrate on having fun on your vacation.

Easy Cruise Port Transfers from MiamiWhen it's time to set sail, Miami cruise port transfers provide a practical means of getting to your ship. You can count on on-time pickups and drop-offs with our expert services, which will relieve your anxiety as you board your cruise. Superb Roadshow Limousine Experiences Our roadshow limousine services are a convenient and effective way for business executives to get from one conference or event to another. In order to meet the demands of business clients, this service makes sure that clients arrive and depart on schedule. Experience South Florida in style.

The South Florida limo experience is unmatched, offering opulent transportation across the area. Whether you require transportation to a meeting or a night out, these services are designed to accommodate your requirements. Options That Are Customized with Miami Town Car Service Those seeking a pleasant and fashionable trip will love our Miami town car service. Passengers can always count on a first-class experience thanks to the fleet's excellent upkeep. Select First-Class Town Cars for Style Choosing first class town cars guarantees a luxurious trip in every way. A testament to comfort and quality, each trip boasts luxurious seating and first-rate amenities.

Enjoy Special Occasions with Miami Wedding Limos Wedding Limos in Miami are the ideal mode of transportation for those organizing their special day. These opulent cars give weddings a touch of refinement and guarantee that couples will arrive in luxury on their special day.

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Premier Chauffeur Services in the USA | We Universal

When it comes to luxury travel, We Universal stands out as a leading provider of premier chauffeur services in the USA. Whether you're an executive needing transportation for business meetings, a traveler looking for a high-end airport transfer, or simply someone seeking a seamless and comfortable ride, We Universal offers tailored solutions for every occasion.

Our top-tier chauffeur services are designed to deliver the ultimate in comfort, safety, and professionalism. With a team of highly-trained, courteous drivers and a fleet of premium vehicles, We Universal ensures a smooth and hassle-free experience wherever you’re headed.

Why Choose We Universal for Premier Chauffeur Services in the USA?

1. Luxury Fleet

At We Universal, we believe that your journey should be as luxurious as the destination. Our extensive fleet includes top-of-the-line vehicles such as the Mercedes-Benz S-Class, BMW 7 Series, and Cadillac Escalade. These vehicles are equipped with state-of-the-art amenities to provide the most comfortable and relaxing ride, whether for corporate travel or special events.

2. Professional Chauffeurs

Our chauffeurs are the best in the industry, selected for their professionalism, discretion, and expertise. With thorough knowledge of the roads and cities across the USA, they ensure that you reach your destination on time, every time. Whether it’s navigating busy city streets or providing a smooth ride on a long-distance journey, our chauffeurs go above and beyond to meet your needs.

3. Tailored Corporate and Personal Travel Solutions

We understand that every client has unique travel needs. That’s why we offer customized chauffeur services that are perfect for both corporate and personal travel. From hourly bookings for business meetings to full-day packages for events or tours, we create a package that fits your requirements. Our corporate chauffeur services ensure executives arrive punctually and refreshed for meetings, while our event transport ensures a seamless experience for special occasions.

4. Nationwide Coverage

Whether you’re in New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Miami, or any other major city in the USA, We Universal provides nationwide chauffeur services. Our extensive network allows us to cater to clients no matter where they are, making us the go-to choice for corporate and personal luxury transport across the country.

5. Safety & Reliability

At We Universal, your safety is our priority. All our vehicles are regularly inspected and maintained to ensure that they meet the highest safety standards. Additionally, our chauffeurs undergo rigorous background checks and ongoing training to provide you with the most secure ride possible.

Corporate Chauffeur Services

For busy executives, We Universal offers premier corporate chauffeur services tailored to meet the demands of business travel. Whether you need transportation for a business meeting, conference, or corporate event, we offer reliable and discreet services that allow you to focus on your work while we handle the driving.

Our corporate services include:

Airport transfers with flight tracking for timely pickups and drop-offs.

Hourly or full-day bookings for meetings, conferences, and events.

Multi-destination itineraries for traveling executives and VIP clients.

VIP transport services for your most important guests.

Special Event Chauffeur Services

From weddings to red-carpet events, We Universal ensures that your arrival is memorable. Our luxury vehicles and chauffeurs are perfect for special occasions, providing both style and comfort for you and your guests. Whether it’s a wedding, gala, or a night out, we offer bespoke services designed to meet your specific needs.

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Exploring Miami Limo Services: A Luxurious Ride in the Magic City

Miami, known for its vibrant nightlife, stunning beaches, and bustling cultural scene, is a city that thrives on style and sophistication. Whether you're attending a glamorous event, celebrating a special occasion, or simply want to explore the city in comfort, opting for a Miami limo service can elevate your experience. Here’s a closer look at what makes Miami limo services a top choice for both residents and visitors.

The Allure of Miami Limo Services

When you think of Miami, images of sleek cars, extravagant parties, and upscale events come to mind. A Miami limo is not just a mode of transportation; it’s an experience that embodies luxury and convenience. From classic stretch limousines to modern SUVs and party buses, the variety of options available caters to different needs and preferences.

1. Unmatched Comfort and Style

Traveling in a limo ensures that you arrive at your destination in style. Equipped with plush seating, ambient lighting, and often state-of-the-art sound systems, a Miami limo provides a comfortable environment for relaxation or celebration. Whether you're heading to a wedding, prom, or corporate event, you’ll make a grand entrance.

2. Convenience and Flexibility

One of the biggest advantages of using a limo service in Miami is the convenience it offers. Professional chauffeurs are well-versed in navigating the city’s traffic and can provide door-to-door service. This means no parking hassles or navigating unfamiliar roads, allowing you to focus on enjoying your experience.

3. Special Occasions Made Memorable

Miami is a hotspot for celebrations. Whether you’re planning a birthday party, an anniversary dinner, or a night out with friends, a limo adds a touch of elegance to any occasion. Many limo services offer customizable packages that can include amenities like champagne, music of your choice, and even decorations.

4. Corporate Transportation

For business travelers, a Miami limo service is an excellent choice for corporate events, airport transfers, and meetings. A professional chauffeur can ensure that you arrive on time and in style, reflecting positively on your company. Many services offer a fleet of vehicles that cater specifically to corporate needs, ensuring that you have the right vehicle for every occasion.

5. Safety First

Safety is paramount, especially when enjoying a night out in the lively Miami nightlife. By choosing a limo service, you can enjoy peace of mind knowing that a professional driver is handling the roads. This is particularly beneficial if you plan to indulge in cocktails or other beverages, as you won’t have to worry about finding a designated driver.

Choosing the Right Miami Limo Service

When selecting a limo service in Miami, it’s essential to consider several factors:

Reputation: Look for a company with positive reviews and a solid reputation in the community.

Fleet Variety: Choose a service that offers a range of vehicles to suit your specific needs.

Pricing: Compare rates among different companies, but be wary of unusually low prices that may indicate poor service.

Customer Service: Opt for a service that prioritizes customer satisfaction and is responsive to your inquiries.

Conclusion

Whether you’re a Miami local or visiting for the first time, utilizing a Miami limo service can transform your travel experience. With luxury, convenience, and safety at the forefront, it's an ideal choice for any occasion. Embrace the magic of Miami and make your journey as memorable as the destination itself by booking a limo for your next adventure in this vibrant city.