#MySun

[florderetalios]

quero ser vista de dentro. que você reconheça, me veja e entenda o tanto que eu amo. porque eu sei que posso ser mais só de eu ver o meu reflexo no seu olhar.

já fui a mil flores do deserto mas hoje eu só quero ser a sua flor.

ah . ad

[sag-dab-sar]

Today is a solar eclipse the sun will be obscured almost entirely (only a sliver still visible) in my area. Tomorrow is the historical start date for the Sumerian Ur calendar (first "sight" of the waxing crescent) and thus an Akiti festival. I was planning on a procession that leads the deity away today and a procession of return tomorrow. And its was going to be Enlil (or An, Enlil, Enki not sure). But the meaning of leaving/returning would be perfect for a festival to Utu the Sun God. However, Amaterasu-Ōmikami forbade me from worshipping any other solar deities (or deities in solar aspect) many many years ago. So a solar celebration of Utu is out of the question. I just realized how intensely this can represent the story of Amaterasu-Ōmikami in the cave story so maybe I'll read that during the eclipse and maybe say the Hi-fu-mi prayer of purification (I'll be with my parents though)

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Edit after:

The eclipse could only be seen with special glasses but it got super cold as we sat there, like my wheelchair rims got cold to the touch. And it became a grey sky without clouds which was weird.

I read the Kojiki rock-cave story while waiting for it to reach maximum

[blacklifewithoutrules]

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[drabbles-mc]

Right For Once

Steve Murphy x F!Reader

For the @narcosfandomdiscord July Smut Alphabet prompt: angry sex

Warnings: 18+, language, smut, choking

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: Me?? Doing a smut challenge despite typically avoiding writing smut like it's the plague?? It's more likely than you think!! Honestly, I'm super excited to see what I end up coming up with for this challenge. Here's to getting out of our comfort zones in July. 😌 Kicking things off with Steve Murphy because I can lmao

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You didn’t know how the two of you had gone from arguing in the car, to arguing while walking up the steps to your place, to suddenly being tangled up and pinned against the closed door of your apartment. The entire drive back to your place, Steve hadn’t had a single good thing to say to you. And you were pissed off enough to reciprocate his energy. The two of you were physically and mentally beat up after how the day had gone, but you weren’t too tired to refrain from picking a fight. It was a real choice, after all, for him to be giving you so much shit about making rash decisions when he’d made quite the habit of waving his gun around in spaces that he shouldn’t.

But now all the snide remarks were being muted as his lips moved against yours, teeth pulling at yours just slightly. His hands were wrapped around your wrists, keeping your arms pinned above your head while he used his torso to keep you pressed tight between him and the door. One of his legs was wedged between yours, and you hated the way that your body automatically responded by grinding against him.

He finally pulled his lips off of yours, dragging your bottom lip just enough to make it sting as he did. You were fighting to catch your breath, your mind in complete disarray from everything, from the day, from the fact that you could feel the warmth of Steve’s breath against your face as he stayed so close to you.

“And I’m the reckless one,” you snapped with a roll of your eyes. Your sarcasm would’ve hit a little harder if you didn’t sound so breathless.

His grip on your wrists tightened. He leaned in, closing what little shred of distance he’d put between you, his nose brushing against yours. “You fuckin’ are.”

You shook your head at him, giving him a little resistance, trying to fight back against his hold on you just enough. It got you nowhere, of course. If anything, it just had him pinning you harder, his hips pressed against yours.

“This is you using good judgment, then?” you asked, knowing that he could hear the smugness in your tone even though his face was too close to yours for him to see it in your expression.

He let go of your wrists, hands dropping so that they were balled into the collar of your shirt instead. Somehow you almost felt more trapped that way even though you had back the use of your hands.

“Do you know what could’ve happened out there? What shit you could’ve fuckin’ landed yourself in? Landed all of us in?”

You leaned back, letting the back of your head tap against the door behind you. “Why don’t you fucking enlighten me, Agent Murphy?”

“Do you think that you weren’t wrong?”

You scoffed, trying to remain as collected as you could given the circumstances. “You’ve made it pretty goddamn clear that I was wrong, Steve.” You paused. “Got a weird way of showing it, but—”

The tic in his jaw was impossible to miss. You could only imagine what he was thinking, the remarks in his head that he wanted to say. You were waiting for it, for the next verbal blow. How he hadn’t exhausted himself between base and your apartment was beyond you.

Instead of coming back with another comment, he pinned you with another bruising kiss. You knew it was coming this time, and while the logical part of your brain was telling you that you should try to quit while you were still half a stride ahead of whatever mess this was about to turn into, another part of you was saying that the way was already an absolute shitshow, so what was one more thing? Steve was already pissed at you about literally everything else, so why not just throw this on the pile? At least this would be something the two of you could be mad about tomorrow, when you were done being mad about everything that had happened today.

One of his hands moved from your collar up to the side of your neck. His thumb pressed just beneath your chin, keeping your head tilted at just the right angle to keep your lips on his. You busied yourself with undoing the buckle of his belt. The slight hitch in his breathing when you started on the button and zipper of his pants wasn’t lost on you.

Bringing your hands up to his chest, you rested your palms flat against him before pushing him back. It wasn’t out of resistance this time, not trying to push him away from you. Both of you were fully resigned to whatever mistake this ended up being now. Your push this time was a direction. Rough guidance, the only kind either of you really knew how to give. And he followed the cue, allowing you to get him back to the couch in the center of your living room.

When Steve felt the backs of his legs press against the sofa, he made a point to stop, to not let you keep pushing. His hands gripped onto your hips, pivoting the two of you so that you now had your back to the couch. He pushed you back just enough for you to fall back onto the cushions and he was on you in an instant.

Before you could take too much time to think about it, your shoes and jeans were on the floor and Steve was hovering over you. It was close, almost cramped quarters on the couch for the two of you, but it’d work. It was fitting. Maybe if he was in the mood to clean up the mess of the day rather than make it worse you would’ve let him fuck you on your bed.

You were pushing his jeans down off his waist just as he was curling his fingers into the waistband of your underwear. He pulled them down your legs at the same time he pulled himself away from you. He only put enough distance between you so that he could take off and cast aside his own clothes. Then he was right back on you, pulling up the bottom hem of your shirt to peel it off over your head. You’d started off undoing the buttons on his shirt, but you only made it about three-fourths of the way before every single type of frustration coursing through you got the better of you and you ripped the remaining few, hearing a couple of them clatter on the floor.

Steve mumbled something against your lips, a sentence you couldn’t quite make out but you knew that he wasn’t thanking you for what you’d just done. Whatever rebuttal you would’ve come up with was lost the second you felt his hand running up the inside of your thigh. The string of curses that you let out under your breath when his fingers slipped between your legs was something he would’ve taken more pride in on a different day under different circumstances.

Your legs were just beginning to tremble when he pulled his hand away. Your head dropped back against the cushion as you muttered an exasperated, “Fuck me.”

Steve let your annoyed statement act as an instruction as he gripped onto your hips and pushed into you. Your legs immediately hooked around his waist, locking him to you. His hips snapped against yours in a way that had you clawing at his back, asking for more with everything but your words. His lips slid down the column of your neck, teeth grazing against the sensitive skin there until they sunk in right where your neck met your shoulder. You arched into him at the contact, nails setting in a little deeper.

You knew from the second he pulled his mouth off of you that there would be a mark left behind when this was all over. Just another piece of the mess. What was one more bruise?

He put enough distance between the two of you so that he could look down at you and really see you. Despite the motions that you were going through, the peculiar intimacy of it all, you could still see and feel the tension between you. Even knowing it wasn’t going to fix the issue, you still didn’t want to stop. A thought crossed your mind in scattered fragments that you would rather take all of Steve’s anger like this, let it be a problem between the two of you that you tried to work out this way, instead of him constantly making his anger everyone else’s problem that he came across. This had to be better than that, right? It certainly felt better for the moment.

His hand slid up your stomach and over your chest, creeping higher until his hand was resting around your throat. He didn’t say anything for a moment, and neither did you. The look on his face asked the question for him, because he was an asshole, sure, and he had been beyond pissed off with you all day, but still. He still hesitated with the silent question.

You were pissed off too. With him and just about everything else. But right now it was just you and him. And as much as you wanted to make things more difficult just for the sake of doing so, you found yourself nodding instead, curiosity beyond piqued at the way things were unfolding.

His hand tightened and your eyes instantly fluttered shut, body arching into him before you even knew what you were doing. Your eyes were closed and you couldn’t see him, but you heard the breathy, “Fuck,” he let out at the sight of you like that. For a brief moment he almost forgot the hell you’d put him through.

He heard the shaky gasp of a breath that you pulled in despite his grip. He could feel the way your body began to tremble the closer you got to release. Your nails bit into his arm, his shoulder, but you weren’t fighting against him. You were just out of ways to pull him closer so you had to settle for that.

Something about the sight of you like that, coming undone beneath him, looking so blissed out despite having no right after all the hell you’d caused, sent him over the edge right after you. His hand slipped away from your throat as he collapsed against you, his face buried in the crook of your neck for a moment as he felt the thudding of your heart, listened to the sound of you sucking in a full breath. Your hands rested on his back, flat, gentle compared to the way you’d been raking your nails against him before.

Once the two of you had started to catch your breath, you let your hands drift so that they were resting against his sides. “Steve?” you said, voice still a bit raspy.

He pulled back, looking down at you with an expression you couldn’t quite piece apart. “Yea?”

“Get the fuck off me.” You started to push him away from you, not roughly, but you needed the breathing space. “Please,” you added on, the ultimate afterthought.

He scoffed and shook his head, but he did what you said. You were pretty sure it was the first time you’d ever seen Steve without something to say. You propped yourself up on your elbows, watching him as he gathered his clothes off the floor. He tossed you yours as he came across them, and you shimmied into them the best you could from your current position on the couch.

Once he was dressed, his shirt open at the bottom because of the missing buttons, Steve ran his hands back through his hair. His face was flushed, tinged pink in a way that you might’ve found endearing if you weren’t so annoyed still.

He let out a deep sigh before looking over at you. “So…”

You sat up, swinging your legs off the couch so you were sitting on it properly. Bracing your arms against your thighs, you repeated the word back to him. “So?”

“What,” he gestured vaguely in the air, “the fuck now?”

You shrugged, running your hands down your face. “You can stay and we can keep arguing, or you can leave and we can argue again tomorrow.”

His brows knit. “You don’t think we should talk about—”

“Is it gonna change anything?” you asked, cutting him off. “I mean, really. Is anything actually different now?”

“I mean, yea, I was just fuckin’—” he stopped himself short this time, shaking his head. “You know what? You’re right.” He threw his hands up in defeat.

You let out a sarcastic laugh. “Wow. First time I’ve heard you say that all day.”

“It’s the first time you haven’t been wrong all day,” he rebutted.

You rolled your eyes. “Thanks for making sure I got home safe, Agent Murphy. Now get the fuck out of my apartment.”

You weren’t yelling, but the look on Steve’s face had you thinking that he almost wished that you were. At least then he’d have a reason to respond in kind. Instead, he shook his head as he made his way to the door. He muttered under his breath, “Fuckin’ unbelievable.”

If your head had been a little less foggy, you would’ve gotten the last word in. Instead, all you got was the sound of your apartment door slamming. Letting out a deep sigh, you leaned back against the back of your couch, staring up at your apartment ceiling. On top of everything else, now you had this to deal with too. You’d decide for sure in the morning if it was worth the trouble it caused.

[bullet-prooflove]

Marry Me: Horacio Carrillo x Reader (NSFW)

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“Marry me.” Horacio whispers into the darkness.

You’re tangled up in his sheets, your limbs entwined with his as you listen to the sounds of Medellín drifting in through the open window. His lips brush over your hairline as he awaits your answer. You prop your head up on his chest, his fingertips pushing a strand of hair back behind your ear.

“You don’t want me as a wife.” You tell him as you shift so that you’re straddling his hips. His hands come to rest on your waist, his cock already hardening. “I don’t want that life Horacio, I won’t settle down and pop out babies, I won’t follow you around the world.”

“I’m not asking for babies and I’m asking not you to settle.” He whispers as his hand clasps the nape of your neck drawing your face close to his.

“That’s exactly what you’re asking.” You murmur as you sink down onto him and any response he has is stifled by the moan that leaves his mouth.

“Marry me.” He asks you again as he wraps a daisy around your ring finger. The two of you are sitting on a picnic blanket on the hill where he had made love to you for the first time.

“You know I can’t.” You had whispered against his lips and he had kissed you anyway, hoping to chase away all those doubts.

“Marry me.” The words ring in your head now as you press your fingertips to your lips before touching them to his shiny black coffin. You stand beside Pena and Murphy as it’s loaded onto a plane bound for Madrid, because Horacio, he’s going back to his widow, the woman he married instead of you.

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[proceduralpassion]

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐌𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

𝐅𝐨𝐫 @𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝'𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞: 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐨-𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐤𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐤

𝐖𝐂: 𝟏𝟔𝟒 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟐 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐌 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 "𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐡𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚" 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐨

"Please don't leave."

Connie stops chopping the vegetables on the cutting board as she processes her husband's words. Steve walks over to her, softly grabbing the knife from her.

"W-what?" She stutters.

He grasps her hand into his.

"I feel like every day I'm coming home and giving you more reason to run from this place. Me, Javi, and everyone else, our backs are up against the wall right now, but we're so close. I know things are.. a lot right now. But just… don't run out on me."

Connie had been facing the kitchen counter initially, but she turned directly to Steve, folding herself into his arms.

"Steve," She starts, holding his face in her hands, "Olivia and I aren't going anywhere. Where you go, we go."

His eyes are closed as he nods his head so many times as if he's making sure to reassure himself. She stills his motion and brings him closer to her.

"It's me and you forever, babe."

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭.

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[adriel-95]

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𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝚄𝙽 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙴𝙲𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁

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hey Finally having time to do this hehe, thanks mysun for the tag ❤️❤️

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen? An Art my bestie Lynn made for our two year anniversary 🥹

🍫 Cheese or chocolate? Chocolate!

✨ Do you have any nicknames? 🙂‍↕️ i do! Sweet is one of my nicknames, couple of ones related to my name, and Precious

🎵 Last song did you listen to? A poem called “ we miss you, O’leader!” its in my mother language hehe

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction? Yes yes, I have 52 fics published, but I have written WAYYYYYYYY more than that hehe

😏 Are you on discord? Yes! Always open to have new friends, so feel free to shoot me a DM here so we can chat in Discord

 💛 Do you have any piercings? I do have ear piercings, I do want to get more in the future

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person? It really depends, but mostly the first thing I notice is how they LOOK AT ME. Do they lower their gaze? Do they look me straight in the eye? And what kind of message they send through their eyes- after all, eyes are windows to the soul

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be? Your normal chocolate chip cookie

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person? Neither! I dislike them both 😭🙈

🎧 Headphones or earbuds? Earbuds

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud? “ take a seat or I will turn off the Tv.”

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know? Yawning makes you more alert and maybe even more awake

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl? Both! I am very flexible hehe

🧸 Favorite place to nap? My bed or my mom’s couch

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community? No

🦋 Describe yourself in three words. I would say I am ambitious, helpful and very Sympathetic ( emotional too.)

👖 Jeans or sweatpants? Jeans

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order? 🙅🏻‍♀️

🧡 A color you can’t stand? I love all colors!!

💎 What’s your most prized possession? My family, is really important to me

☕ Coffee or tea? Neither haha, but I drink coffee more

🦖 Favorite extinct animal? OH TOUGH ONE, YOU CAN’T MAKE ME CHOOSE,

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr? I had this account since 2020, but only started actively using it last year

🌴 Desert island item? Water, notebook or my ipad

🐸 Describe your aesthetic. Hmm, I don't have a specific one, but I can say for certain I don't dress gothic or punk heh

🔮 What’s your dream job? 😮‍💨 at this point I have no idea

💙 Relationship status? Single!

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit. My last favorite outfit must be black knee length boots, plaid skirt, white button up, and with this cute over shirt

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to? Yes heh

🤎 What color is your hair? Deep dark brown

💌 Do you talk to yourself? I do, she is wonderful

💄 Do you wear makeup? I do!! Its been less than a year since I fell in love with make up, I don't wear it daily, but I do know how to do few looks

🌸 Best compliment you ever received? This one actually is hard to choose but I decided to not answer this question 🫶🏻

I would tag @justanotherinterneruser @wakkoroni @littlewitchbee

You guys don't have to do this if you don't want to! This was fun to answer 🩷🩷

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

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🧸 Favorite place to nap?

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🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

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🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

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💙 Relationship status?

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🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

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[florderetalios]

Sem resposta

Eu não sei como isso vem.

Queria ignorar tudo que a minha mente fala.

Mas sei que ela só quer me proteger.

Mesmo de tudo que você já me disse.

Eu sinto uma insegurança enorme em relação a você.

Eu vejo a antiga pessoa que você se relacionava e penso que se um dia eu posso ocupar o lugar que ela teve em seu coração.

Porque todas as vezes que abordou sobre isso. Deu para perceber o tão grande foi o seu amor. Queria me sentir amada assim.

Será que um dia você me amará mais?

Será que sou o seu grande amor?

Será que sou a mulher da sua vida?

Será que sou a mulher para a sua vida?

Sinceramente, teve muita vontade de chorar e nunca mais abrir os olhos.

Quero me afundar na escuridão, onde não exista dúvidas sobre o que você sente sobre mim.

ah . ad

[sag-dab-sar]

Happy Winter Solstice, for me it is the return & rebirth of The Sun whom I'm devoted to 💛

[umeshkhade]

Top EPC Companies | EPC Contractor In India Updated 2024

EPC, which stands for Engineering, Procurement, and Construction, represents a key contracting approach within the construction industry. In this model, the contractor is responsible for completing the detailed engineering design, procuring the necessary equipment and materials, and constructing the project to deliver a fully operational facility or asset to the client. Companies that undertake such projects are referred to as EPC contractors.

The Indian EPC sector has seen significant growth, with over 180 participants and various stakeholders actively contributing to the industry. Many companies have established strong reputations within specific sectors, while some have expanded their operations into other areas, creating a distinct segmentation within the EPC space based on operational focus.

Below is a compiled list of top EPC companies operating in India, including both domestic and foreign firms. These companies operate across major cities like Mumbai, Pune, Chennai, Kolkata, Bangalore, Hyderabad, and others.

Segment-wise Classification of EPC Companies

1. Infrastructure / General Contracting

2. Building Construction — Residential and Commercial

3. Oil & Gas EPC

4. Power EPC: General Power, Power Transmission, and Solar Power

5. Specialized EPC: Marine, Industrial, Railways, Tunneling, Mining

Infrastructure / General Contracting EPC Companies

- Indian Companies :

Larsen & Toubro Limited, Hindustan Construction Co. Ltd., Gammon India, MECON Limited, IVRCL, Patel Engineering Ltd., Era Infra Engineering, Sadbhav Engineering Limited, Nagarjuna Construction Company Ltd., Kalpataru Projects International Limited

- Foreign Companies :

Isolux Corsan, ITD Cementation India Limited, Samsung Engineering India Pvt Ltd, Linde Engineering India Pvt. Ltd., TechnipFMC plc, McDermott International, Inc., Saipem, KBR Inc., Chemie-Tech, Jakson, WorleyParsons, IJM (India) Infrastructure Limited, Leighton, ACS Construction Group Ltd., Vinci Construction

Building Construction — Residential and Commercial Segments

- Indian Companies :

Larsen & Toubro Limited, Shapoorji Pallonji & Co. Ltd., Ahluwalia Contracts Ltd., L. Kashyap and Sons, G. Shirke Construction, B.E. Billimoria, Consolidated Construction Consortium Ltd., Mackintosh Burn Ltd., Man Infraconstruction Limited, Nyati Group, Supreme Infrastructure India Ltd., Unity Infra Projects, Vascon Engineers Ltd., Kalpataru Projects International Limited

- Foreign Companies :

Arabian Construction Company, Leighton, Samsung Engineering

Oil & Gas EPC Companies

- Indian Companies :

L&T Ltd., Punj Lloyd, Petron Engineering, Essar Projects, Mcnally Bharat, Leighton, Engineers India Limited, Fabtech Projects, Jaihind Project Ltd., Kalpataru Projects International Limited

- Foreign Companies :

Aker Solutions, Leighton Welspun Contractors Pvt. Ltd., Bechtel Corporation, Linde Engineering India Pvt. Ltd., Tecnimont ICB, Samsung Engineering, Uhde India Limited

Power & Transmission EPC Companies

- Power EPC (Indian Companies) :

BHEL, L&T, Tata Projects Ltd, BGR Energy, Gammon India, Gayatri Projects, Mcnally Bharat Engineering, Shriram EPC Ltd, Tecpro Systems, Kalpataru Projects International Limited

- Power Transmission EPC (Indian Companies) :

EMC Ltd., Jyoti Structures Ltd., Hydropower Transmission Ltd., GET Power, KEC International, JMC Projects, Techno Electric and Engineering, Unitech Transmission

- Foreign Companies :

Doosan Power Systems, Dongfang Electric Corporation, Harbin Power Engineering Co. Ltd., KEPCO, ThyssenKrupp Industries India, Alstom T&D Limited, Alstom Projects India Limited, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, Toshiba Thermal and Hydro Power Systems Company, Ansaldo STS, Babcock & Wilcox

Solar EPC Companies

- Sterling and Wilson, Loom Solar, Tata Power Solar, Mahindra Susten, Sunsure Energy, Fourth Partner Energy, Suryaday, Orb Energy, Vikram Solar, Renew Power, SB Energy, CleanMax Solar, Harsha-Abakus Solar, RelyOn Solar, MySun Solar, Ujaas Energy, Amplus Energy Solutions, Kalpataru Projects International Limited

Specialized EPC Companies

- Indian Companies :

Shriram EPC, Coastal Projects, Navayuga Engineering Company Ltd., Hindustan Construction Co. Ltd., Patel Engineering Ltd., Afcons Infrastructure Ltd., Simplex Infrastructure Ltd., McNally Bharat Engineering Co. Ltd., Petron Engineering Construction Ltd., Kalindee Rail Nirman Construction Ltd., AMR Construction Ltd., Kalpataru Projects International Limited

- Foreign Companies :

ABB India Ltd., Uhde India Ltd., Toyo Engineering India Ltd., Continental Engineering Corporation, Marti India Private Ltd., AG Group, Samsung Engineering, ITD Cementation India Ltd

Conclusion

EPC companies in India are instrumental in driving the country’s infrastructure growth, delivering projects across various sectors such as oil and gas, power, telecommunications, and more. Both public and private sector firms have been involved in numerous high-impact projects. Renowned for their technical expertise and project management skills, these firms are central to India’s economic development.

Notably, companies like Larsen & Toubro, Tata Projects, and Reliance Infrastructure stand out for their extensive portfolios in executing complex projects both domestically and internationally. The use of cutting-edge technologies, a focus on sustainability, and an emphasis on efficiency are trends shaping the future of the EPC industry, ensuring its continued growth.

FAQs

1. Who is the top contractor in India?

Larsen & Toubro (L&T) is widely recognized as the leading contractor in India, known for its expertise in handling large-scale infrastructure projects.

2. Which is the top global EPC company?

Bechtel is considered one of the best EPC companies globally due to its experience in various sectors like energy, oil and gas, and infrastructure.

3. Which is the top infrastructure company in India?

Reliance Infrastructure holds a leading position in India, contributing significantly to sectors such as power, roads, and metro rail.

4. How are EPC contractors selected?

EPC contractors are chosen based on their technical capabilities, financial stability, project management experience, and adherence to safety and environmental standards.

5. What are the future trends in the EPC industry?

Key trends include the integration of digital technologies such as BIM and IoT, an increased focus on sustainability, and the use of modular and prefabricated construction techniques.

[its-mysun]

Everything a Homeowner Needs to Know About the Delhi Solar Policy 2024

Learn about the Delhi Solar Policy 24 subsidy for homeowners and how you can benefit from it. Explore the incentives and subsidies available for installing solar panels in Delhi. Get started with Its MYSUN and harness the power of solar energy for your home.

[alienenergy00]

Solar Installation Company In Delhi

Finding the best solar installation company in Delhi involves evaluating several key factors, including company reputation, customer reviews, range of services, pricing, and after-sales support. Here are some top-rated solar installation companies in Delhi known for their quality services:

1. Alienenergy Pvt Ltd

Reputation: Alienenergy Pvt Ltd is highly reputable and has extensive experience in the solar industry.

Services: Offers comprehensive solar solutions including installation, maintenance, and financing options.

Website: Alienenergy.in

2. Loom Solar

Reputation: Well-regarded for its innovative solar products and strong customer focus.

Services: Provides solar panels, inverters, complete solar system installations, and after-sales support.

Website: Loom Solar

3. Jakson Group

Reputation: A leading player in the energy sector with a strong emphasis on solar power solutions.

Services: Specializes in solar power plants, rooftop installations, and solar product supplies.

Website: Jakson Group

4. Waaree Energies

Reputation: One of the largest solar PV module manufacturers in India with a strong distribution network.

Services: Offers solar modules, EPC (Engineering, Procurement, and Construction) services, and maintenance.

Website: Waaree Energies

5. MYSUN

Reputation: Rapidly growing with a strong focus on rooftop solar solutions for residential and commercial sectors.

Services: Provides end-to-end solutions including site assessment, design, financing, installation, and maintenance.

Website: MYSUN

6. Azure Power

Reputation: Leading independent solar power producer with significant expertise in rooftop solar installations.

Services: Delivers solar energy solutions tailored for residential, commercial, and industrial clients.

Website: Azure Power

7. CleanMax Solar

Reputation: Known for executing large-scale solar projects and providing rooftop solar installations for businesses.

Services: Focuses on commercial and industrial solar solutions, including project financing and maintenance.

Website: CleanMax Solar

Tips for Choosing the Best Solar Installation Company:

Reputation and Experience: Research the company's history and read customer reviews.

Certifications: Verify that the company holds necessary certifications and complies with industry standards.

Product Quality: Ensure the company uses high-quality solar panels and components.

Warranty: Look for robust warranty terms on products and installations.

After-Sales Support: Evaluate the company's customer service and maintenance offerings.

Pricing and Financing: Compare quotes from multiple companies and check for financing options that fit your budget.

Conclusion

To find the best solar installation company in Delhi, thoroughly research these recommended companies, read customer testimonials, and compare their services and pricing. Selecting a reputable and experienced company will ensure a successful solar installation and long-term satisfaction with your solar energy system.

[drabbles-mc]

Bad Guy Treatment

Steve Murphy x F!Reader

For Day 18 of @narcosfandomdiscord's July Smut Alphabet: role reversal

Warnings: 18+, smut, language, handcuffs

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: Coming out of my 3-day-long meltdown to become absolutely fucking unwell about Steve Murphy 😂 I think it's good for him! Make the man beg a little! Is it edited? No. Is it beta'd? No. But i am who i am what can we do about it? 😂

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“Oh, come on,” you goaded as you knelt on the foot of the bed, hands rested in your lap as the mattress cushioned your knees, “it’ll be fun!”

Steve shook his head as he stood in front of you, looking down at you. “I doubt that.”

“Please?” you laid it on thick, the tone you only ever used with him when you were really trying to get something from him. You didn’t have to use it often.

“No,” he said as he shook his head. “No fuckin’ way.” He looked at you, the way you were batting your eyelashes at him. He could feel the waver in his resolve, but he knew that if he buckled on this he would absolutely never hear the end of it from you.

Reaching out, you pulled him closer to you by the beltloops of his jeans. His legs pressed against the edge of the mattress as you asked, “You’re telling me that you’ve never even thought about it?”

He gently cupped your chin, tilting it so that you were looking up at him. He brushed the pad of his thumb along your bottom lip, eyes dragging slowly over every feature of your face. You felt a tingle of hopefulness before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to the dead center of your forehead and said, “Not even once.”

You huffed, rolling your eyes at him. You lifted your chin so that it was no longer being cupped by his hand. “I doubt it.”

He chuckled, shaking his head at you. “Whatever you say.”

You stayed put at the end of the bed. It’d been long enough now that you felt like you knew Steve pretty well. The two of you had always been able to get a good read on each other even when you’d first gotten together, and since then you’d only honed the skill. He could try to lie about his curiosity, but you could still see it in his eyes anyway.

He started undoing the buttons on his shirt, eyes fixed on his own hands now instead of on you. Leaning, you placed one palm to the mattress, leveraging yourself so that you could get your legs out from underneath you. Within a few moments, you were sitting, legs hanging off the edge of the bed. You had one on either side of Steve, who had noticed the way you were resituating yourself but didn’t say anything about it one way or another.

Peeling his shirt off, he tossed it into the hamper. He was about to start undoing the buckle of his belt when he felt your heels press against the backs of his legs. He let out a quiet laugh, looking at you and the amused smirk on your face. Leaning in, he kissed you on the lips. He went to pull away but you followed, not letting him get enough distance. He caught the hint enough, bringing his hands to either side of your face as he kissed you with a little more heat behind the action. You put your hands on his hips, fingers crawling their way along his belt. They grazed over where his badge rested on one side, empty holster for his gun on the other. The feeling of your lips against his had him blind to everything else, including the way you deftly lifted the handcuffs from the back pocket of his jeans without him noticing.

What you’d done didn’t register with him until he heard the clinking of metal as you brought the cuffs back to you. Once he recognized the sound, his eyes instantly popped open and he pulled out of the kiss. Instantly, he was grabbing for them, not nearly as amused by your pickpocketing skills as you were as you scrambled back farther on the bed, doing whatever you could to stay out of his reach. You were laughing as you tried to move quick enough for him to not be able to snatch them back out of your hand.

“Give those back,” he told you as he crawled up the bed to you.

Still laughing as you got your back pinned flat against the headboard, you shook your head. “No can do.”

“I’m serious.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing by the look in his eyes that he really wasn’t that serious. He was more annoyed that you were able to pull one over on him than the actual situation itself. “Come on, Agent Murphy,” there was just enough sarcasm layered on the way you addressed him to get him riled up more. “You can’t possibly tell me that you’ve never wanted to know—”

Your sentence got cut short as Steve placed one hand on each of your thighs, pulling you down so that you were flat on your back on the mattress, your legs still on either side of him. He had one hand planted next to the side of your head, keeping him propped so that he could look down at you, his other hand gripping lightly onto your hip.

“I’ve worked real hard to make sure I never end up on the other end of those cuffs.” His thumb traced back and forth against your hip as he said it, applying just enough pressure to wake up every nerve ending in your body.

The hand with the cuffs was tucked safely behind your back, like you were a few teenagers bickering on the schoolyard and you were holding his lunch money just out of reach. Using your other hand, you dragged your fingertips down his chest. Your nails didn’t dig enough to leave a mark, but you still felt the way his heart sped up in his chest at the contact.

“It’s just me,” you said as innocently as you could manage. “You trust me, right?”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Not with those.”

“Why not?”

The nearly-genuine surprise in your voice had Steve fighting the urge to roll his eyes. “You know why.”

Your mouth formed into a knowing smirk as you finally gave in with a shrug. “I guess.”

“So?” He leaned in, lips close enough to yours that they brushed as he spoke. “Can I have ‘em back?”

Despite the excitement that was coursing through you with him so close, you weren’t so distracted that you didn’t notice the feeling of his hand slipping behind your back. He’d have to work harder to get you off-kilter enough for that—you weren’t quite as easy as him.

You brushed your nose against his, slowly pulling your hand out of the reach of his. “No.”

You heard the way he mumbled your name under his breath, along with a couple curses as he tried to use his long reach to take the cuffs back from you. The fact that you were so incessantly amused by it all only made it more frustrating for him. It became much more about the principle of you giving him a hard time rather than whether or not he wanted anything to do with being handcuffed to the headboard.

He grabbed for them once more. “Will you just—”

He heard it before he felt it. The unmissable clicking sound cuffs made when they were being tightened around someone’s wrist. His eyes drifted up to see where you’d clamped it around his wrist. It wasn’t uncomfortably tight, but the fact that it was latched around him at all was his issue.

“Are you kidding me?” he asked, the tiniest bit of amusement in his voice underneath his frustration.

You smiled. “See? Not so bad, right?”

He shook his head, putting himself in a kneeling position so that he could reach into his other back pocket. “Hate to break it to you, baby, but—” He stopped short, patting all the pockets of his jeans before looking back at you again, disbelief on his face. “Did you…?”

You burst out laughing as you held the key to the handcuffs up, a triumphant smile on your face. “You should keep better track of your things, Agent Murphy.”

His head dropped, chin tucking in towards his chest. “Guess I thought I’d be safe with my girlfriend but I guess not.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Should’ve known better.”

There was a pause as the two of you looked at each other. Steve was shaking his head at you but he was still smiling. He couldn’t believe how proud of yourself you looked for the shenanigans you were performing. Gun to his head, he’d have to admit that he was a little impressed too.

“You’re not gonna give that key back to me, are you?”

“I might…”

He chuckled. “You’re somethin’ else.”

“C’mon,” you hooked your legs around him and pulled him back to you, “be the bad guy for once. And I’ll, you know,” you twirled the key between your fingers, “I’ll bring you in for questioning.”

He laughed at that, shaking his head but not fighting to pull away from you. “’Cause you know what that’s all about?”

“Give me your other wrist and you’ll find out,” you replied, not missing a beat.

His eyebrows shot up at that. The look in your eyes as you toyed with the key in your hand had him giving into you, his curiosity taking precedent over everything else. He took a deep breath, giving a small shake of his head as he sat back and looked at you.

“Alright.”

Your entire face lit up. “Yea?”

He chuckled at your excitement. “Yea.

Wasting no time, you moved so that Steve could lay down where you’d just been. Once his back hit the mattress, you quickly threw one leg over him so that you were straddling him. You felt him laughing beneath you before you heard it. Glancing down, you saw the way he was looking at you and you couldn’t help but to smile.

“Can I have your other hand?” you asked, one eyebrow raised.

He took a deep breath, but nodded as he stretched both arms above his head, wrists close enough so that you could loop the short chain over the bar of the headboard and clamp the second cuff around his other wrist. You carefully tightened each of them, running your fingertips along the insides of his wrists before looking back down at him again.

“You good?”

He nodded, his breathing, the look in his eyes, already shifting. “I’m good.”

You set the handcuff key off to the side where you could both see it. “I know I like giving you a hard time,” leaning down, you cupped the side of his face with your hand and traced your thumb along his cheekbone, “but if at any point you don’t wanna do this, just tell me, okay?”

Steve nodded, squirming beneath you with anticipation. “Okay.”

You kissed him lightly on the lips. “I love you.”

He relaxed a little more at that, nodding as he said, “I love you too.”

You brought your lips back to his, kissing him as you raked your hands back through his hair. You heard the moan that built in the base of his throat, soon followed by the clinking of the handcuffs being pulled on against the headboard. You laughed as you kissed him, the kiss only breaking when Steve dropped his head back to the pillow with an exasperated laugh.

“I already don’t like this,” he said with a chuckle.

You laughed, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Looks like I don’t even have to give you the bad guy treatment.”

He lifted his head so he could get a better look at you. “Not being able to touch you is the bad guy treatment.”

You rolled your eyes but you couldn’t fight the smile on your face. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Yea,” he tugged against the restraints, “I see that now.”

Still smiling, you pressed your lips to his in another kiss, one that he didn’t break quite so quickly. You had one hand on his chest, the other cupping his face and keeping him close. You could feel the shift in the muscles in his chest and shoulders as he went to move his arms, like he’d already forgotten what had happened only a few moments before.

Your tongue slid to meet his and you felt the way his muscles eased, his body becoming pliant beneath yours as he reveled in the taste of you. It wasn’t until you started to grind your hips against his that you heard the clanging of metal on metal. Even through your shorts and his jeans, you could feel him getting harder. He tugged against the cuffs once, twice more before resigning himself to them again. You had the feeling it was going to be an ongoing fight, and it was one that you were looking forward to.

Pulling your lips off of his, you left a trail of kisses along his jaw, down the column of his neck, trailed across his chest. You heard the sound of his head against the pillow, the way he dropped it in resignation as he breathed out a quiet, “Fuck.”

Your lips curled into a smile against his skin as you continued to move your hips. You felt the way that he tried to get enough leverage, be able to move himself against you, but you had the upper hand here in every possible way. Separating your hips from his, you heard the short huff of frustration he let out.

It was impossible not to let your hands roam. All the real estate in the world and no one to stop you from exploring every inch of it. You could feel Steve’s eyes on you as you drank him in. The rise and fall of his chest as he breathed was hypnotic, your teeth dragging along your bottom lip at the sight of him now when you’d barely gotten started. You could only imagine how he was going to look when you were done with him.

Locking your eyes onto his, you dragged your hand over the bulge of his jeans, fingers running along his length even through the denim. He took a slow, calculated breath in, hands steadily pulling against the cuffs.

“Something you want?” you asked, feigned innocence in your tone.

He laughed. He was shaking his head at you until your face was suddenly directly over his again. You cupped his face by the chin the way he’d done to you so many times in the past. Being on the other end of it, along with the slick grin on your face, sent a jolt down his spine, any smug remarks he’d been thinking of making stuck in the back of his throat.

Finally, he got himself together enough to say, “You’re killin’ me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Help me out,” he said, pulling against the cuffs for a moment like it might be the time they magically came undone.

“You know how this works,” you said as you sat back, hips moving just slightly against his as your hands rested against his stomach. “You want me to do something for you? You gotta do something for me.”

Steve chuckled, shaking his head. Fuckin’ bad guy treatment. “Like what?”

Your fingers began to toy with his belt, almost going through the motions of undoing it and then you stopped. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

For a moment the thought crossed his mind that he never should’ve given you so much power. But then he felt you move just slightly against him, saw the hungry look in your eyes, and suddenly all he could think about was making you look at him that way forever.

“I wanna be inside you,” he said, quieter and more breathless than he intended.

A smile curled the ends of your lips as you finally undid the buckle of his belt. “That’s a start.” Your fingers landed on the button of his jeans, eyes traveling back up to his as you paused. “Would it kill you to say please, though?”

He huffed out what he could manage of a laugh. Shaking his head, all he could think about for a moment was how differently this would all be playing out if he just had the use of his fucking hands.

He was snapped out of his obstinate thoughts by the feeling of you cupping his face again, forcing him to look at you. “Hey,” you leaned in, lips nearly touching his as you spoke, “you wanna know what you have to do for me so I’ll do something for you?” Your nails bit into his skin just slightly. “You gotta beg a little, baby.” You brushed your lips against his, hardly enough to constitute a kiss, but more than enough to leave him wanting more. “That’s what you can do for me.”

For a brief moment, he thought that he was going to melt right into the mattress. All he could feel was you—your hand on his face, your breath on his skin, the warmth radiating off your body seeping into his. He was about to disappear into it all, and willingly at that.

“Please,” the word came out in the closest thing to a whine you’d ever gotten out of him, “please fuck me.” He turned, pressing a kiss to the inside of your palm. “I wanna be inside you so bad.”

His words went straight to your core. Pressing a quick, hard kiss to his lips you pulled away so that you could finish what you’d started, undoing the button and zipper of his jeans. He lifted his hips off the bed just enough for you to be able to pull his jeans and boxers off all in one swoop before tossing them onto the floor beside your bed.

Steve was vaguely aware of how exposed he was in that moment, how vulnerable. He expected to find himself second-guessing it all, shying away from it. But all he could focus on, all he could think about, was the way that you were looking at him. You were kneeling between his legs, eyes roaming over him like you were about to dive in and devour him whole. He would’ve let you.

He sucked in a sharp breath when he felt your hand wrap around him, not caring about the noise that came from him fighting against the cuffs around his wrists. Each stroke of your hand had him pulling against the restraints, and you were loving it.

Resituating yourself just slightly, you leaned down, wrapping your lips around the head of his cock. His head dropped back, and you heard him muttering out, “Fuck,” and a string of other curses as you started to move, tongue running up and down his length as you did. Using your hand and mouth in tandem, it wasn’t long before you had Steve repeating nothing but your name and the word please over and over again.

When you pulled your mouth off him, you could feel the way his breath caught in his throat. Lifting his head, he looked down at you, almost like he was worried that you’d changed your mind. You smiled, tongue darting out along your bottom lip as you quickly slipped your shorts off. The groan that Steve let out when he realized that you hadn’t been wearing underwear the entire time was sinful, and it brought a smile to your face.

You straddled him once more, so close that Steve was pulling hard enough against the cuffs that for a moment you thought they might actually snap. “Still want me to fuck you?” you asked, like the answer wasn’t glaringly obvious.

You were rewarded with the clanging of metal on metal, followed by Steve’s breathless, “Please, baby.”

Giving right in was just as much for your own benefit as it was for Steve’s. You both moaned as he slid into you. Leaning in, you slowly started moving your hips as you kissed Steve on the lips. He kissed you back fiercely, hungry for whatever you would give him.

“You feel so good,” he murmured against your lips between kisses. “All that for me?”

You smiled into your kiss for a moment before pulling away. Reaching up, your fingers danced along his hands and wrists. “Guess I kinda like you like this.”

He chuckled, letting out a breathless, “Fuck me,” at the realization that he’d been right all along—you weren’t ever going to let this go.

He didn’t have too much time to think on it as you began to move your hips quicker, falling into a rhythm that was going to send you both over the edge soon. Steve’s eyes were glued to you as he watched you slide your hand down your body until your fingers reached the small bundle of nerves at your core. The moan you let out as your fingers teased, the way your walls clenched around him while you did, had him doing whatever he could to buck up into you, chasing his high the way you were chasing yours.

You braced one hand against his chest, hips stuttering in their rhythm as you came. The only sound in the room for a moment was the sound of you repeating Steve’s name over and over again. The sight of you like that sending him over the edge right with you, the clinking of the cuffs against the headboard reminding you that all he wanted in that moment was to touch you, pull you as close as he could.

You melted against him, sinking down so that you were resting your forehead against his, hands on either side of you doing what they could to keep you just the slightest bit upright. You were both fighting to catch your breath, still stealing kisses from each other despite that as you kept him inside you..

“You okay?” you asked, still breathless.

He let out a small chuckle as he nodded. “I’m good.” He kissed you. “You good?”

You laughed. “Yea, I’m, I’m good. Here,” you leaned over and grabbed the key from the nightstand, carefully undoing his cuffs before tossing it all safely off to the side. You gently ran your hands over his wrists, pressing kisses along the insides of them where they’d taken the brunt of his pulling. “You sure you’re okay?”

He nodded, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you tight to him because he finally could. “I’m good.” He kissed the edge of your forehead. “Next time, though?”

You tilted your head up so you could look at him. “Next time?”

He rolled the both of you so that you were lying on your back beneath him. “Next time,” he laughed as he kissed you, “you’re the one getting cuffed to the bed.”