#Tender for Pump Motor Set

[smuttyandabsurd]

On the Cusp of Blooming (Netherlands x Indonesia)

Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia Pairing: Indonesia/Netherlands Rating: Explicit Word Count: 907 Additional tags: Flowers, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Kissing, Gentle Kissing, Neck Kissing, Rough Kissing, Roughness, Tenderness, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Summary: Netherlands surprises Indonesia with an unannounced visit.

Heartfelt thanks to @eruverse for her support and ceaseless encouragements. I really enjoy our chats together about NedIndo ❤️

Read it on AO3.

“They said you would be here,” said the Netherlands. In his pale hand he held a bouquet of brightly coloured tulips, the buds on the cusp of blooming.

Indonesia closed the distance between them in two, three quick strides. He threw his arms over Netherlands’ (tall, lean, firm) shoulders and dragged him down for a kiss. Lips locked together, hands wrapped around one another, the two staggered in an ungainly tangle of limbs across the width of the garage until they bumped into the workbench set against the wall.

With lithe ease, Indonesia slid up onto the counter on his bum. Netherlands’ hands fumbled at the waistband of Indonesia’s tracksuit bottoms, his white long fingers hooking in and pulling down, cool against Indonesia’s heated flesh. Indonesia lifted his hips and shimmied eagerly out of his pants. His own hands, clad in work gloves, clawed at the collar of Netherlands’ shirt, wanting to tear it off.

“You’re getting motor oil all over me,” Netherlands murmured, his tone genial. Deftly, he caught Indonesia by his wrists and pulled them to one side. Indonesia writhed bodily as his hands snatched futilely at thin air.

“Want you… need you… to touch you…” he keened.

Netherlands’ lips twitched into a near imperceptible smile. Pinning Indonesia’s hands above his head, he leaned over and pressed their lips together in a deep kiss. He could feel Indonesia acquiescing underneath him, appeased, but his body still quivered like a tightly strung cord.

Reaching down with his free hand, Netherlands palmed at the growing erection in between Indonesia’s legs. A sharp gasp escaped Indonesia’s kiss-swollen lips.

“F-fuck!” he hissed. His eyes fluttered shut as he thrust desperately into Netherlands’ hand.

Matching his urgency, Netherlands wrapped his hand around Indonesia’s cock and squeezed, which incited a delicious whimper from the latter. He thumbed at the frenulum and swiped over the head of Indonesia’s glans, thinly spreading the pre-cum that was beading at the tip. Indonesia jerked at the touch and attempted to wrest his hands out of Netherlands’ grasp.

“Unhand me!” he snarled, his eyes black and wild.

Bucking bodily, he kicked out at the Netherlands – a move that was impeded by his pants scrunched around his feet. Netherlands simply held him down by his thigh. The sound Indonesia emitted at being thwarted was downright animalistic.

“Don't fight me,” Netherlands murmured, his tone still light, but there was an echo of the colonial master slipping in, unbidden and commanding.

And, in answer to a resurfacing habit, Indonesia fell limp, pliant.

Obedient.

“Good boy.”

Indonesia swallowed his shame as a stab of lust went straight to his groin.

Netherlands’ hand worked slowly, achingly slowly, to stoke his arousal. From the base to the tip, Netherlands massaged Indonesia’s length until it was practically weeping. A trickle of cum, thick and white and sticky, slid into Netherlands’ palm. He slicked it along Indonesia’s cock and began pumping in earnest.

Indonesia was trembling so hard that his breath came out in short, jerky, hitching gasps. He hung his head and let out a little whimper of want. A tight, coiling sensation was growing in the pit of his stomach… he was close… and it would have been easy, so perfectly wonderfully simple, to give in to Netherlands’ ministrations…

With a burst of determination, Indonesia wrenched his hands free of Netherlands’ grasp and, capitalising on Netherlands’ surprise, hooked his arms around his neck and pulled him down so their faces were mere inches apart.

“I want you too,” he said breathlessly. “Please, you too… you too, sayang…”

Netherlands’ jaw clenched. Suddenly, he pushed Indonesia down onto the counter. His hand paused mid-stroke on Indonesia’s dick, causing the latter to let out an unhappy whimpering protest. With his free hand, he undid the fly of his trousers and brought out his own achingly hard cock.

Indonesia watched with bated breath as Netherlands aligned their cocks together and resumed stroking.

The heat, the hardness, the sheer glorious velvety sensation… It was almost too much. Throwing back his head, Indonesia let out a low moan of uninhibited pleasure. As Netherlands dipped down and nipped at his bared throat, Indonesia’s clawing hands found purchase on the back of his shirt, his fingernails scratching uselessly within the confines of his gloves.

It wasn’t long before Indonesia came with a shuddering groan. His release spurted in small wet ropes that adorned the chest and torso of his grease-stained singlet – as well as the side of his chin. The sight of the stray cum on Indonesia’s face – pearly white on sun-kissed skin – pushed Netherlands to finish, and he came too with a muted grunt.

The two paused to catch their breaths as they climbed down from the giddying heights of their climax. Netherlands rested his forehead on Indonesia’s as they shared the sparse air between them. Then, Indonesia pulled away and flopped uncomfortably back onto the work counter. His chest heaved. He was hot and sticky all over with sweat and spend, and he yearned deeply for a cold bath.

Netherlands’ hand traced along the curve of Indonesia’s cheek and gently cupped the side of his face. Slowly, their lips met in a soft, languid kiss. A different kind of ache was blooming now inside of Indonesia. It almost hurt.

Indonesia held Netherlands’ hand on his cheek with his own and slowly interlocked their fingers together.

“Welcome back,” he whispered.

And tenderly, he kissed the palm of Netherlands’ hand.

[breenwillifordinjurylaw]

TIPS FOR WINNING A WHIPLASH INJURY CASE

TIPS FOR WINNING A WHIPLASH INJURY CASE

SETTLING YOUR HEAD, NECK OR BACK INJURY AFTER A MOTOR VEHICLE ACCIDENT

Even some of the most damaging motor vehicle accident injuries will not always present immediately. It’s the head, neck and back that are most sensitive to painful, long lasting accident injuries and are the most frequently reported car accident injury claims, including whiplash and delayed onset post-traumatic headache, totaling millions in damages each year. These areas are most impacted because the force in which a driver or passengers’ body moves backward or forward and then thrust into the opposite direction. This creates a major sensitivity to unnatural spine movements and causes damage, friction and tension throughout the body. More serious injuries can actually cause changes to occur throughout the structures in and surrounding the cervical spine, causing each to become a potential source of chronic or debilitating pain. These types of injuries most often require extended therapy or even invasive surgeries that take months of rehabilitation and recovery time and include cerebral hemorrhage, concussion, disk damage, spinal cord damage and torn muscles and ligaments. Surgery is generally required for more serious head, neck and back injuries with a recovery period from six to nine months.

Some of the signs and symptoms of a serious head, neck and back injury include:

Exaggerated reflex activities or spasms

Changes in sexual function, sexual sensitivity and fertility

Pain or an intense stinging sensation caused by damage to the nerve fibers in your neck and spinal cord

Difficulty breathing, coughing or clearing secretions from your lungs

Dull, radiating pain from the neck to the arms

Fatigue and dizziness

Dull or intense headache

Inability to move your head with ease

Loss of movement

Loss of sensation, including the ability to feel heat, cold, and touch

Loss of bowel or bladder control

Memory loss and confusion

Tenderness and pain in the chest, arms, shoulders and upper back

Weakness or tingling in your arms, hands, or legs

In more rare cases, head and neck injuries may also cause lower back pain. There are two areas of the spine that become especially vulnerable in a high speed impact crash or accident with a large truck.

Sacral Area: This area is located in the very bottom of the spine and consists of a flat, nearly triangular shaped bone that is joined to the lumbar spine with a sacral hinge. In general, the sacral area of the spine is a stable area for the hips and typically does not move.

Lower Back (Lumbar): The lower back is an almost elastic part of the spine that consists of five lumbar vertebrae held together by tendons, cushioned by soft discs.

Remember, symptoms of a motor vehicle accident do not always present themselves immediately. The body will pump adrenaline the moments after a wreck and can make a victim numb to recognize any pain. Issues can present within a few of hours to even up to a day later. Any form of pain after an accident should be treated as soon as it is recognized, even if the symptoms are delayed. Immediate care and a medical visit to be assessed by a professional will reduce the chance of complications and provide the treatment and proper documentation, as well as all the collected evidence needed to make a case for the incident.

TRACK YOUR SYMPTOMS, MEDICAL VISITS AND BILLS

Be sure to set up a medical evaluation immediately after an accident or get to an emergency room to be assessed by a professional. This care will reduce the chance of complications and provide the proper documentation needed to make a case for the incident and have a diagnosis of the injury. In the days and weeks after, keep track of all the specific information about your injury and symptoms, doctor’s appointments, physical therapy, medical procedures, date of surgeries, and any other dated details of how the treatment needs have impacted your daily life should be included. Descriptions should be extensive and focused on the pain you have experienced, the area of your body where the pain occurs, the severity of your pain and how often the pain occurs. Medical records and doctors’ notes can be helpful but having your own account will also be relevant. Always account for:

Exact dates and times you have visited doctors’ offices or hospitals as a result of your injury

Names of any physician or specialist you may have consulted and their office location

Treatment and rehabilitation needs prescribed

Medications

Medical tests or referred services

Severity of your injury or changes in pain throughout the recovery process

In addition, keep track of any occurrences of lost wages, hours without pay or how much work you have missed due to medical appointments or because of your head, neck and back injuries such as a delayed onset post-traumatic headache.

Once you have all the information documented and gathered, and you haven’t already done so, begin consultations with an experienced attorney to help move claims forward and make sure that the insurance company will not be entitled to the greater rights than your benefits as the injured, innocent victim. Personal injury claims can take time to resolve, so immediately recording the details of your accident may help you remember all the complex details including the full description of the event that resulted in your injury. Be sure to always update your legal team about any new developments in your health, medical treatment, new injury symptoms, medical conditions or mental struggles you are experiencing.

[messing-about-in-boats]

Tenders

As in a previous story we bought an inflatable tender as a couple of motors. The seams on the boat failed progressively so we had to replace it. We bought a Achilles 2.7. Here is the unboxing. We use the Torqueedo 1003S we got with the previous tender. We use a small motorcycle battery to power the air pump. And a collapsible sack trolley to move the boat between the car and the pontoon for setup. Setting it up usually takes about 10 min and 10 min to pack it all up.

[edgewaterfarmcsa]

CSA WEEK 9

P I C K L I S T

CORN - LETTUCE - PURPLE CABBAGE - BASIL - GARLIC - (softy) BLUEBERRIES - TOMATO - BEETS

LEMON CUKES - SLICING CUKES - ANNISE HYSSOP - PURPLE PEPPER - HOTTY PEP JALAPENO - RED ONION

Lengthy pro-tip section, so not a lot of room for updates but I can tell you this:  My heart is totally bursting from the back to back blueberry-pick-pop-ups.  It just feels so good to be able to welcome you all into the fields again!  And the turn out for both days and the good vibes all around are really and truly what CSA dreams are made of. Well, that and a ½ bushel box full of kimchi making crops (napa cabbage/bok choy/ginger/hot pepper/scallions/etc… who’s with me on this?).

In other news, last week Mother Nature finally started to lighten up on us and now we are getting some proper summer weather.  The cukes and summer and zucchini just started to really kick in. Melons are on the verge of major harvesting and the flavor has been pretty good considering the water and lack of sun. Cherry and grape tomatoes should be coming in to it pretty soon as well. We have made most of our final direct seedings outside with the exception of a few more radishes and a spinach seeding for fall.  FALL!!! EGADS, NOT READY!!  We continue to plant broccoli, cabbage and cauliflower in hopes of some favorable September/October conditions, but goodness gracious at this point it’s all a crapshoot.

PRO TIPS:

SOFTY BLUES… YES! YOUR BLUEBERRIES ARE QUITE SOFT! THIS IS NOT AN ILLUSION… Here is the deal, as blueberry season marches on, the picking conditions are less than ideal.  Literal branches hanging out in standing water.  The field we are currently on is soaked- therefor the berries are super soaked.  Nobody is pumped, HOWEVER, these berries can be combined with your berries from PYO on Saturday and transformed into the most beautiful and flavorful smoothie/pie/jam/sauce etc… OR FREEZE these blues, and in the winter when you are desperate for some summertime flavorflavs, thaw out, combine with yogurt, and soft blueberries will never be more welcome.  

JENNY’S NOTE: THE FOLLOWING IS ENTIRELY FROM THE BON APPETIT WEBSITE, BUT I WHOLE-HEARTEDLY AGREE WITH THE FOOD PROCESSOR SENTIMENT.  IF YOU CAN FIGURE OUT AWAY TO GET ONE (THEY ARE SO EXPENSIVE I KNOW!!!) THEY ARE TOTALLY WORTH THE INVESTMENT. IT’S A SUMMER EATING SEASON MUST… You will need a food processor—if you don’t have one, we highly recommend making this an excuse to get one; it’s a good investment that you’ll use forever and ever and ever—and a handful of ingredients like basil, pine nuts, olive oil, Parmesan, garlic, and salt. The key for this classic pesto is to add the basil at the very end instead of blending everything all at once. That way the herbs will maintain their verdant color without bruising or losing flavor.

Ingredients

MAKES ABOUT 1½ CUPS

½ cup pine nuts

3 oz. Parmesan, grated (about ¾ cup)

2 garlic cloves, finely grated

6 cups basil leaves (about 3 bunches)

¾ cup extra-virgin olive oil

1 tsp. kosher salt

Step 1

Preheat oven to 350°. Toast pine nuts on a rimmed baking sheet (or quarter sheet pan), tossing once halfway through, until golden brown, 5–7 minutes. Transfer to a food processor and let cool. Add cheese and garlic and pulse until finely ground, about 1 minute. Add basil and place the top back on. With the motor running, add oil in a slow and steady stream until pesto is mostly smooth, with just a few flecks of green, about 1 minute. Season with salt.

Do Ahead: Pesto can be made 1 day ahead. Top with ½" oil to prevent browning. Store in a covered container (an extra drizzle of oil on top will help prevent oxidation) and chill.

Step 2

If you want to use this with pasta, cook 12 oz. dried pasta (we prefer long pasta for pesto) in a large pot of boiling salted water, stirring occasionally, until al dente. Drain, reserving ½ cup pasta cooking liquid.

Step 3

Place pesto and 2 Tbsp. unsalted butter, cut into pieces, in a large bowl. Add pasta and ¼ cup pasta cooking liquid. Using tongs, toss vigorously, adding more pasta cooking liquid if needed, until pasta is glossy and well coated with sauce. Season with salt.

Step 4

Divide pasta among bowls. Top with finely grated Parmesan.

Anise hyssop:

So fragrant! Bees love it! So beautiful! So productive! So medicinal! So delicious! The list goes on and on.  This herb, with a flavor of licorice-mint, steeps beautifully in hot water for a divine summer tea meant to ward off the expected Summer cold, and soothe the ever racing Summer brain.  

MEDICINAL PROPERTIES:

-alleviates fever and reduce bacterial and viral load in case of illness.  Anti-inflammatory

- soothing cough suppressant

- encourages relaxation

How to use

Teas: Add fresh Anise Hyssop to a jar and cover with boiling water. Eyeball 6-8 tablespoons of fresh herb per quart jar (including flowers!). Cover and let steep until cool enough to drink. Strain and drink, or cool and refrigerate to save for iced tea.

 Other: The leaves and flowers are edible. Add to savory or fruit salads, smoothies, or baking projects. 

 Garlic noodles (FROM THE OFFICIAL COOKBOOK OF SUMMER ‘21): 

BURMA SUPERSTAR: ADDICTIVE RECIPES FROM THE CROSSROADS OF SOUTHEAST ASIA by Desmond Tan and Kate Leahy

 ¼ cup canola oil

4 tblsp. minced garlic

¾ cup sliced red onion soaked in water and drained

2 tblsp. Soy sauce

½ cup sriracha

1 tblsp. Minced ginger

¼ teaspoon sugar

¼ teaspoon salt

2 tblsp. Water

12 ounces fresh wide wonton noodles or dried chinese wheat noodles

1 cucumber thinly sliced

3 green onions thinly sliced (sub in your onion tops!)

 In a small pot, heat the oil over medium heat.  Add 3 tablespoons of the garlic, set the heat to low, and fry, swirling the pot frequently, until the garlic is nearly golden in color, no more than 3 minutes.  (If the garlic starts to darken too quickly, pull the pot off the heat for 30 seconds before returning it to the heat).  Because the garlic can burn quickly, watch the pot the while time while the garlic fries.

 Immediately pour the oil into a heatproof bowl and let it cool.  The garlic will continue to cook and turn golden as it sits.  If the garlic is already golden brown before you take it off the heat and it looks like it might burn if left in the oil, all is not lost.  Pour the oil through a fine mesh strainer into a heatproof bowl to remove the garlic from the oil and stop it from cooking further.  Once the oil has cooled a bit, return the garlic to the oil.  

 Add the onions and soy sauce to the garlic.  

 In a small serving bowl, stir together the sriracha, the remaining 1 tablespoon of garlic, the ginger, sugar, salt, and water.

 Bring a pot of water to a boil.  Add the noodles and cook, stirring often with chopsticks, until nearly soft all the way through, about 4 minutes or until tender but still slightly chewy.  Drain in a colander and rinse briefly under cold water.  Give the colander a shake to remove excess water.  

 Return noodles to the pot. Pour in the garlic-soy sauce mixture and add the cucumbers.  Give the noodles a stir with a pair of tongs, then divide among bowls.  Top with “green onions”.  Serve with srircha

[beejiesbitch]

Soft Keatlejuice because my brain demands it!!!!!

The crunch of dry, gravelly earth under your feet was all you heard as you approached the old stone crypt you’d usually only visit upon request from Beetlejuice.

He wasn’t expecting you to come this night, you were told to return the day after. You weren’t even sure if he’d be here, but there was a deep ache in your chest to see him. Normally you’d come, he’d get off somewhere on or in you and if you were lucky and cooperative, you would too. It gave you release, and allowed you to focus on just existing and pleasing someone else.

Beetlejuice wasn’t one for cuddling afterward, you knew that. He’d never made any attempt to woo you, it was all sex and dirty talk. You loved the simplicity of it, the raw carnal interactions that had clear expectations. Emotions were messy and the relative absence of them for the months you’d been visiting him was refreshing.

Refreshing, that is, until it wasn’t quite enough.

You had tried to talk yourself out of the subtle, growing sense of attachment that had begun to settle in your bones. You looked forward to seeing him for more than just the feeling of him in your throat or your pussy or ass. You enjoyed his cheesy humor, the self-assured way he spoke. Even though he was crass and a bit cold, you enjoyed his sense of independence and the fact that he was stable- his existence was complete before you arrived in it, and he’d seen fit to make time for you.

With that in mind, you couldn’t help but wonder what his time was like in your absence. You wondered what circumstances had grown his personality into its current state, what he truly felt beneath all the bluster and bravado.

You didn’t assume that you’d get answers to these questions, but you couldn’t just pretend your feelings weren’t changing. You’d grown attached, and it only felt right that you at least attempt to show him some appreciation for his role in your life, no matter how strange.

The air of the crypt was still when you entered, the only sound to meet your ears was the crunch of your shoe soles over dirty concrete. There was no sign of the ghost with the most. You set the backpack you’d brought along on the ground. Normally you’d be wary about making so much noise here, but you knew it was extremely rare for anyone to actually be in this cemetery, and it’d been just as empty as the crypt when you arrived. 

You placed an inflatable mattress on the ground, grunting softly at the heft of the motor built into it that would inflate it as you continued with your preparations. You scattered three jar candles with three wicks each in the two corners along the wall you’d placed the mattress near and one was placed atop the marble sarcophagus in the middle of the space. 

The twin mattress didn’t take long to fill, and you turned off the air pump when it sounded fully inflated. You strained your ears for any approach, but to your relief it appeared that you’d gone unnoticed. You gathered the remainder of the items from your pack, a small bluetooth speaker, a few joints, and two large cans of beer.

You looked over your handiwork as you connected your phone to the speaker and then considered how you’d get his attention. You knew he didn’t want you to say his name... but nothing else came to mind.

“BJ?” you called, looking around at the dimly lit and cobweb covered interior. Nothing.

“Beej?” Again you tried, and then worried at your lip with your teeth. You’d give it just one try, and then if he didn’t come you’d abort the mission and give up. You’d see him tomorrow- plug in even though you’d been asked to come and kneel at the usual spot. You did want to spend more time with him after all, and you’d never deviated from his requests in any way before...

“Beetlej--” A hand clapped over your mouth from behind and a rush of air gave you all the indication you needed that he’d appeared behind you.

“Now, now baby girl what’s all this about? I don’t think I penciled you in for today.” he rasped, lips just behind your ear. You could feel his chill breath on your skin as he spoke, but he kept his hand firmly pressed to your face. “You’re not ah... gonna finish what you were sayin’, are ya?” The threat was thinly veiled, but you truly hadn’t intended to, and you shook your head to tell him as much.

He removed his hand and allowed you to turn to look at him. His eyes were scanning your face with a level of suspicion that made you regret your decision to do this. Before you could open your mouth to speak, he nodded his head to the side, indicating the mattress and candles. “What’s this about babes, you havin’ a date?” he asked, his voice both mocking and teasing.

You smiled, and that seemed to give him genuine pause.

“Yes actually, I was hoping... with you?” you asked meekly. Your voice was smaller than normal, and your normally confident sexy posture was curled inward and tight. You were genuinely afraid of rejection and were sure he’d turn you down, given the expression on his face before you’d answered him.

To your vast surprise, he didn’t immediately brush it off, and he didn’t disappear. He stood there, looking at you in quiet shock as his mind grappled with what he was hearing. After the initial incredulity had worn off, he blinked a few times and gave his most self-assured grin. “Of course you’d want a date with ol’ BJ! Ghost of your dreams, most eligible bachelor of the afterlife- sure doll I can spend some time here with ya. Whaddaya want, you lookin’ for a facial? A creampie? Lemme just tell ya babes, those tits? The stuff dreams are made of.”

You grinned at his acceptance and gave half a shrug. You weren’t about to turn down his offers, but you wanted to make sure your preparations were used. “How about we sit down for a bit, BJ... c’mon, take your shoes off, let me open a beer for you, we can smoke a little weed, listen to Sinatra...”

“Sinatra?” he asked suspiciously. “I mean, ‘t’s not really fuckin’ music, babes... but alright, whatever you’re into.” He sat on the mattress and though you were sure you saw some pleasure on his face at the soft seating, when he offered you his feet to remove his shoes for him the look was gone. You didn’t complain despite the odor- his shoes didn’t tend to come off, in fact he generally remained mostly clothed with you. 

You set his shoes aside and lowered yourself beside him. You did three things in succession, opening and handing him a beer, covering both of your legs with a blanket, and pulling out a joint. 

His eyes widened a little, and he couldn’t withhold the smirk that perked the corner of his mouth. “What...? You got quite the spread here baby, what’s the catch?”

“No catch, BJ. I just wanted to do something nice for you. As much as I enjoy being your little fuck-doll, I wanted to help you relax... so I got you some beer, I’ll try to get you stoned, we can listen to some relaxing music, and if you really want, I’m more that happy to play with your cock... but tonight is for you, like... all of you, not just your junk.”

Beetlejuice looked taken aback by that, and he sipped at the beer you handed him quietly, not responding at first. His expression was blank, and you wondered how much of what you’d said sank in. Not wanting to push your luck, you quickly put the joint to your lips and lit it. When it was burning you pressed it to his lips. He took a hit but did not take it from your fingers. 

With silence still reigning in the room, you pressed play on your phone and ‘Fly Me to the Moon’ began to play at a low volume. In the absence of talking, it was loud enough for you to enjoy the music itself and you let yourself lean against his side. He didn’t pull away, and after the song had ended, he wrapped one arm around you, tugging you close.

“Thanks, babes.” he said, in a voice so quiet you weren’t altogether sure you’d heard it at all. He was unnaturally quiet as he sipped down both beers, allowing you to press into his side and smoke two joints back-to-back. Your downloaded music was reaching the end of the playlist, and you knew there wasn’t going to be a signal in this cemetery to continue the music. 

When you turned in your seat, holding the last joint between your fingers, you turned to look at him and for once he actually seemed somber.

“You feeling alright, BJ?” you asked softly, not wanting to intrude on his reflections but also not wanting to lose the opportunity to show interest in genuine emotions outside his lust.

He glanced over to you and then to the joint you held. He held out his hand in silent request, and you placed it in his grip. He took the lighter from beside you and busied himself with lighting it and taking a few precursory puffs to start the burn. “I’m feelin’ quite alright babes.” he finally answered.

Cool fingers gripped your hair, a familiar feeling to you by this point. He took one long drag from the joint, then turned to you and tugged you up against his mouth. He exhaled into your mouth, and you took in his exhale without complaint. The smoke tasted like him and it may not have been a pleasant taste, really, but it was his taste. He was sharing the smoke with you in a way you weren’t sure how to interpret, but the press of his mouth against yours was more tender than anything he’d ever done with you before.

Pushing your luck, you pressed your tongue into his mouth to lap at his own. He didn’t pull back, but you noticed his eyes open ever so slightly wider, and then close. He sucked at your tongue and explored your mouth. He cut the kiss short with a sharp pull back and a low whine of disappointment slipped out of you before you could stop it.

His gaze was fixed on you observing you as he held you still by your hair. He leaned in again after his next hit, sharing it and yet again you kissed him when you’d gotten a full inhale. He returned your kisses in an uncharacteristically soft manner- he wasn’t spitting in your mouth or biting at your lips hard enough to hurt. He was simply kissing you back, and that made your heart flutter in your chest.

You continued with this for the rest of the joint, though the way he was inhaling off of it, it burned through in minutes. You cursed mentally, wishing that you’d packed a blunt instead- at least that would have lasted longer.

To your surprise, however, he cast aside the end of the joint on the stone floor and turned his head to kiss you again. His teeth did capture your lip and give it a tug, but still it was more gentle than you were used to with him.

Feeling emboldened by his return to kissing you even after the joint had been burned through and discarded, you brought your own hand up to the back of his head. Fingers pushed through his wild locks, you weren’t sure if you felt a bug crawl beside your digit. You had to fight down the urge to offer to bring him back to your home for a shower - if you continued on this path and tried again at another time, perhaps he’d accept the invitation. He’d seemed suspicious during even this simple time together, though, and you wanted to take the time to earn his trust, prove to him that your intentions were earnest. His hand slipped down to your waist and you felt cold fingers gripping you, holding you firmly in place. He didn’t slip his fingers under your waistband, however, and that was a surprise. Pleasant, but still unexpected. You’d anticipated he’d rip the clothes off of you and shove himself into whatever hole became most readily available, but here he was holding you, kissing you and… you swore you heard him groaning low in his chest. When your lungs began to burn, you pulled back and grinned at him without relinquishing your hold on the back of his head. It felt grimy, it felt cold and was rather unpleasant but it was him, and he was letting you touch his head. His hands in your hair were as far as any such touching had gone, and the knowledge that he felt your hand and allowed it to stay, was possibly even enjoying it was enough to make your heart pound in your chest. “That’s a hell of a smile you got on ya babes, wanna let BJ in on the joke?” he queried, and you could see the mistrust behind his eyes blossoming. “No joke BJ, I like kissing you.” you answered quickly, unable to think of anything other than the earnest truth. He seemed puzzled by that, as though he believed that kissing him was only ever an unpleasant experience. Seeing the expression on his face turn from contemplation and confusion to frustration, you pressed forward against his lips. You felt him grow still against your mouth and you closed your eyes, focusing on the feel and taste of him. He felt hesitant against your mouth, his tongue didn’t move when yours swirled around it. You pressed tighter against his mouth and held yourself there, desperately exploring him with your tongue. It was easy to lose yourself in the tingling that flooded your gut at having his mouth against yours. There was no malice in his teeth, no sharp bite, no vicious suction that would steal your breath and leave you sore. You pulled yourself back again, frustrated at the need for air that made your lungs ache and forced your mouth away from his. Slowly, you opened your eyes to look into his and smiled, panting and still holding his head with tender care. His eyes were cold and his expression was difficult to read. He looked at your lips and your eyes, his gaze roamed your entire face and you felt so meticulously analyzed it made you uneasy. You weren’t sure what to say to him, but finally he broke the silence. “You actually want to kiss me?” he asked, with none of the usual hilarity or nastiness, no bluster or false confidence. He just seemed like a man who had absolutely no reason whatsoever to believe what he was hearing, as though you’d announced that the sky had turned pink and cotton candy was raining from the sky. Still, what he said was true - as unpleasant as his taste was, as much as you wanted to take him home and scrub him clean and sanitize him, you did enjoy kissing him. You nodded. “Babes, how the fuck can you enjoy kissing a mouth like this? You’re gonna tell me that everyone who looks at me cringes in outright disgust, but you actually want to kiss me? I know we fuck around a lot, I don’t know, maybe you’re a masochist or some shit. But no one enjoys kissing me, baby. I don’t know how you could think I was stupid enough to believe that.” His voice was cold, but not angry as his words would have made you believe. He didn’t appear angry at you, or like he thought you were trying to scam him- for once, the only thing you saw on his face was hurt. Sadness. A thick, cold knot settled in your gut and you finally pulled your hand from his hair and straightened up on the air mattress. You straightened up and cupped the sides of his face with both hands, fingers brushing over the soft mold that had blossomed in patches on his skin. Up close, you understood what he must have meant - there were many reasons you should find him disgusting, repulsive, he should make your stomach knot with disgust but he didn’t. He never had, even when you’d begun occupying your time with him, letting him explore your body. Yes, he was great at a rough fuck, but you didn’t know that he was so out of touch with the concept of being genuinely attractive that he didn’t believe it was possible. “Hey, BJ… I came here tonight when you didn’t expect me, didn’t I? Set up this mattress, got some soft lighting, played some soothing music with you, gave you booze and weed… you didn’t ask me for any of that, BJ. You didn’t order me to do any of this, right?” He nodded briefly, though he seemed not to really understand where you were going with this. It was as though he didn’t understand why you’d done any of this at all, and the conversation was not making it any clearer. “BJ I did this because I like you.” You put a finger to his lips as he seemed likely to tell you to get to the punchline of the joke, because of course you had to be joking. “It’s been a few months now, and I haven’t been seeing anyone else. I don’t really want to, I get all I need from you, but… I want to see more of you. I came here because I wanted to spend time with you and get to know you, and appreciate you.” He looked downward toward your hand and you finally removed your finger from his lips. “Babes, I’m real flattered ‘n all, but you realize you’re talkin’ to a dead guy, right? How long do you think I’ve been solo? Take a guess. It’s longer than you’re thinkin -  you don’t have the scope to understand how long I’ve been alone. If you’re sittin’ here telling me that you’re wanting to just spend some time together because I make you feel good or whatever you’re on about, I’m gonna listen, and sure I might go along with it, but you gotta know I can’t believe that.” That hurt. It stung deep in your ribcage and knocked the wind out of you. You closed your eyes and bit at your lips, holding them together and tucking down your head as you composed yourself. He had a point, you really didn’t know what he’d been through- you had no idea how long he’d been by himself or what his existence for whatever time he’d existed was like. “I don’t… I don’t know any of that, you’re right. But I’m willing to try to understand. You’re a dead guy, right? You were at one point a living person? Then if you start from the beginning and tell me what you’ve been through, I can try to understand more… but I’ll never understand if you can’t bring yourself to open up.” you answered firmly, looking back to him with a certain level of defiant confidence. You were upset, not that he was having a hard time opening up or that he felt undesirable, but that he seemed so sure of what you were and were not able to handle. “I already like you, BJ. All you have to do is take a chance and let me. Let me appreciate you, let me thank you and spend time with you - what have you got to lose? I’m already here. I already want you. No strings attached, no catch.” His expression was blank as you spoke, but toward the end you felt his hand at your waist tremble. He gave no other indication that he’d even heard you until he surged forward and took your mouth with his own. His eyes closed the moment his lips touched yours and his cold tongue writhed against your own and skimmed the backs of your teeth and you felt the almost hungry suction of his mouth on yours. He felt so hungry for you it made your chest ache. You returned the kiss as best you could when he took you so ravenously with his lips. He pulled back just enough to let you catch a few breaths.You started to lean him downward, attempting to get him to lay against the mattress. When he realized what you were doing you found yourself pinned in a matter of moments. You winced, hoping you hadn’t set him off, but there was something needy in his eyes as he took your mouth with his again. He kissed you until your lips were swollen and all you could taste was his tongue in your mouth. The weed had made you hazy and by the time he’d pulled back without immediately plunging back into you after you’d caught a few ragged breaths, you were sober again. Your phone rang and it made you jump, though he seemed unaffected by the sudden noise. In fact he seemed rather well recovered and was lighting a cigarette from his jacket pocket as you checked your screen. You cursed under your breath and looked around you - there was no way you thought you’d be here for hours, you’d assumed this would blow up in your face or he’d be chomping at the bit to go fuck off as usual… but the fact that he’d stayed, the fact that you’d been with him for the better part of three hours made you smile. Unfortunately, you had to work in the morning, and that meant you had to get to bed as soon as you could, and you already had to make your way home. “Gotta go?” he asked as though the answer didn’t matter. He didn’t look at you as he asked, though, instead casting his gaze to the stone wall behind you. “Yeah… I do, I have to work tomorrow…” you answered, looking a little guilty at cutting the interaction here when he’d seemed to be finally enjoying himself. “Got time for a quickie, babes?” he asked with a wolfish grin. He pulled his hard cock from his trousers with such ease it made you smile. “I really don’t tonight, BJ… But how about this? You wanted me to come here and kneel for you tomorrow night, yeah?” He nodded his head with a partial shrug. “Yeah?” “Well, how about I come here tomorrow, we can leave all this stuff right where it is, and I’ll even put in the silver plug you like. I’ll bring you more beer and we can take our time instead of just rushing through to you nutting in my throat. That sound good to you?” you offered, looking over him with a little smirk that you knew he liked from the way his cock throbbed when he saw it. Beetlejuice glanced around at your candles and then down at the mattress and blanket, and after a few drags on his cigarette he nodded. “Alright. Tomorrow… don’t forget to lube up though, babes. Might plow a hole right through ya for makin’ me wait.” He answered, teasing with a little smirk on his face that seemed closer to what you’d grown to expect from him. You gathered up your phone, but left the rest of your items where they were. He made no move to get up, and that suited you fine - maybe he’d be comfortable there, even with the candles blown out. If he liked it, you’d made a mental note to suggest maybe he come home with you and feel your actual bed. You saw that he’d tucked his cock back away and that made you smile, especially since you noted that he was still clearly hard. The fact that he hadn’t just pinned you against the wall or the sarcophagus was a little surprising, but you were glad he hadn’t. As good as it would have felt to have his cock slamming against the deepest part of your cunt, you felt respected by him for this moment in time. The idea that he’d listened to your suggestion and accepted your offer to make the next night a longer, more involved experience made your heart flutter. As you prepared to leave, you leaned down and kissed his lips gently, in the way he seemed generally unfamiliar with. You also pressed your lips to his forehead, which he didn’t seem to know how to react to. You said you’d see him tomorrow, and that you couldn’t wait. He held his tongue, but raised his cigarette in acknowledgement while still sitting on the blow-up mattress in the crypt. As you left, you smiled to yourself with every step, feeling both triumphant and giddy. You also made the determined decision not to touch yourself tonight even though your body ached for it -  you knew it’d be even better tomorrow if you waited.

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[alleiradayne]

Dead or Alive

Summary: Sam stops in at his favorite watering hole outside Reno. Square Filled: Biker AU Warnings/Tags: Fluff, flirting, mentions of sex Characters/Pairings: Sam Winchester/Natalie Murphy Word Count: 2,341 A/N: For @spnfluffbingo2019​​, this fills the square Biker AU. Thank you, as always, to @atc74​​ for beta’ing. And as an aside, this turned out to be one of my favorite one-shots for Fluff Bingo. Song: Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi

The roadhouse outside Reno wavered in the distant haze of desert heat as though a mirage, calling to him. But Sam knew that watering hole. That sanctuary, the only one for a hundred miles in any direction, welcomed the road weary and travelworn, real as the boots on his feet. 

A long morning had led to a scuffle in a motel. He’d lost track of Dean again, but he wasn’t much for longer rides any more. And Sam wasn’t about to give up the open road or his ride. Dean preferred his baby, the Impala. That was fine. Sam preferred his bike, its graveyard green mist paint on a field of black. 

As the roadhouse solidified in the distance, Sam torqued the throttle and shifted into low gear, a burst of speed hurtling him towards the bar. The roar of the exhaust drowned out any other sounds around him, and that was the way he preferred it. Just him and his horses, all one hundred sixty of them pumping out one hundred six foot-pounds of torque. 

The building raced up to meet him in a matter of seconds at that speed, and Sam pulled into the soft dirt lot. But just as he rounded the corner for the shady side of the lean-to, he pulled up short, narrowly missing a line of bikes all neatly packed in a line facing the bar. 

New blood in town. Great.

Finding the last space of good cement left at the end of the line, Sam parked his bike and killed the motor. One long leg swung over the seat, and he stretched his hands high over his head as he removed his helmet. Long hours on a motorcycle rode hard on his joints, but that was a small cost to pay for the freedom of the open road. The freedom to go wherever he wanted whenever he wanted. 

As Sam rounded to the front of the bar, he retied his bandana and fixed his hair in the mirror of a nearby bike. After taking a moment to admire the custom paint job—a demon barely dressed with black as night leathery wings, ample breasts, impossibly wide hips, and a come-hither gaze that rivaled most porn—Sam headed inside the bar. 

Not a soul paid him any kind as he pushed through the door, the bell overhead twinkling its bright chime. The bar itself had space for fifty men, but no one stood at the shiny aged oak. Not even the bartender. 

Everyone sat crowded around a table upon which sat a young woman in leather riding gear and denim, her bandana around her neck. Long black hair flowed in waves down her shoulders as she leaned back on her hands and her chin raised with laughter. That lilting song called to Sam as though she were a Siren and he a sailor out on the open ocean, her prey. Helplessly drawn to her voice, her presence, Sam drifted towards the table subconsciously, unaware of his moving feet. The men that sat around her appeared nothing short of her thrall, her dedicated pack. 

At the last second, Sam course corrected for the bar, but not before his gaze connected with the woman. Though she did her best to hide it, Sam knew without a doubt she had taken stock of him head to toe and had marked him. 

But for death or otherwise, Sam couldn't be sure. 

The bartender materialized from the back of the bar as Sam approached, a fresh case of Steveweisers in his hands. Haggard, he appeared old enough to be Sam's father, so many miles on his motor and too many left to go. He nodded in acknowledgment as he set the case near a short refrigerator on the back wall of the bar, then held up a hand, silently asking for a second’s respite. 

“Take your time, no rush,” Sam said as he sat on a stool. 

A subtle shift in the air beside him piqued his senses. Someone from the rowdy group approached him from behind, and the hair on the back of his neck prickled, standing on end. Every muscle tensed as he readied himself, steeled for the fight of a century, ten on one. A lone wolf against the pack. 

“Hey, Stranger.” 

If Sam had a say, she’d call him that the rest of their days, and he would die a happy man. Over his shoulder he found the petite woman standing behind him, a casual lean of her weight, spine straighter than an arrow, and chin held high. Sam nodded to her as he waved. “Afternoon, miss.” 

She pointed to an empty stool next to him. “Mind if I join you?” 

A polite biker. Few and far between, they were. “Not at all. What can I get you?” 

“Double of Walker Blue, if you’re buyin’,” she said with a wink. 

Sam winced as he dug his wallet out of his pocket. “Oh, honey, you’re gonna clean my pockets out on the first date?” 

Her laughter filled the bar once more as she threw back her head and clutched her stomach. “I was just pullin’ your—” 

“Two doubles of Walker Blue, Bobby,” Sam interjected, addressing the bartender. 

Bobby stood from his stocking and reached for a dark blue bottle on the highest shelf of the back wall. “Celebratin’?” 

Eyes like a hawk, the woman surveyed their interaction with great scrutiny. She followed his hand as Sam slipped a hundred-dollar bill across the bar, then flicked to Bobby where he poured out their generous drinks. When he slid the glass tumblers across the oak grain, Sam handed one to his drinking partner and toasted. 

“Yeah, we’re celebrating. New friends.” 

The woman grinned as she hefted her glass. “To new friends.” 

Smooth as butter, his whiskey melted in his throat, warming his entire body in a rush of consumption. “You sure know how to pick ‘em.” 

A long draw from her glass bobbed her throat, and Sam couldn’t help but stare. Long and sleek, the line of her jaw drew his eyes down, down, down as she drank until he stared at the plunging neckline of her vest displaying her cleavage. 

When she returned her glass to the bar, she held out her hand and said, “Natalie. Natalie Murphy. I run that pack o’ brigands back there.” 

Sam swallowed as he took her hand in his. “Sam Winchester. Loner.” 

A firm shake squeezed his hand as she beamed up at him. “Sam. What a pleasure.” 

He sipped from his drink. “I can assure you, Natalie, the pleasure is all mine,” he said. 

“A gentleman biker,” she mused. “What brings a wolf like yourself ‘round these parts? Not much besides Bobby here for a hundred miles.” 

“Hey—” 

“Love you, Bobby.” 

Bobby smiled from beneath the bar. “That’s my little girl.” 

It was Sam’s turn to side-eye, sensing more than a passing relationship between Natalie and Bobby. “Well, I’ve been stopping in here for years. Since I was a pup. Every couple weeks, my dad would bring us through here on the way to another town. When my dad died, my brother and I made it a point to keep visiting. Keep the geezer on his toes. Right, Bobby?” 

“That’s right, Sammy,” Bobby replied. 

“What about you?” Sam asked as he turned back to Natalie. “You look like you’ve been here a time or three hundred before.” 

Natalie laughed as she swallowed another draw of her drink. “I was practically raised in this damn bar. Can’t remember a time where I wasn’t here damn near every day. Parents died young, I fell in with a rough crowd. But you find family in the strangest places.” 

Bobby’s smiled matched Sam’s. “Ain’t that the truth.” 

Natalie nodded. “Garth and his boys found me hustlin’ one night about three towns over,” she continued. “I thought that was the end. I’d be their plaything for a few weeks, then I’d end up somewhere in the middle of the desert feeding the vultures.” 

A pregnant pause filled the space between them, compelling Sam to speak. “That’s… I’m so sorry you went through that.” 

“Nah,” Natalie said as she waved a dismissive hand. “They took care of me. Garth had been running the group for a while, when it was small. But he wanted me in because he thought I could take over. Grow the brand. And I did. Pack’s a hundred strong now.” 

Relieved, Sam breathed easier. “Glad to hear you found a good group.” 

Natalie leaned closer to him. “You could join us if you want. Wouldn’t need to ride solo ever again,” she paused as she licked her lips and eyed him head to toe and back. “I’d love to ride with you.” 

A twitch of want in his groin strained against his pants. “We talkin’ bikes or beds, honey?” 

Her glass pressed to her lips as she said, “Both.” 

Christ. All she had to do was look at him with those fierce blue eyes. Sam resisted the urge to pin her to the bar and fuck her until his balls ran dry. And if he had read her right, Natalie wouldn’t mind. In fact, she seemed like the kind of gal that would deeply enjoy everything he could give her. Sure, he was tender and kind and sweet. He loved that part about himself; so many people in the world lacked those qualities for one reason or another. But, there was something to be said about sharing a more primal, raw urge with another who reveled in that sort of experience. 

And by the glint in Natalie's eyes, Sam knew without a doubt that she would give him a run for his money. 

“Do you think we'll even make it out the door?” he asked. 

“What, you worried about them?” Natalie replied as she looked back at her table. The men cajoled with one another as they played cards and dice and swilled their beers. A warm smile spread across her lips as she looked upon them so lovingly. “They're a bunch of puppy dogs. Wouldn't harm a fly. 'Specially if I told them not to.” 

Sam drained his drink and shoved his glass across the bar. “Then let's hit the road.” 

Natalie finished her whiskey in one swallow and slipped from her stool. “Where to?” 

As Sam turned for the door, he looked north and pointed. “There’s a motel about an hour and a half away. Been there quite a few times.” 

When Natalie pulled the door aside, every sound in the bar stopped with a record- scratch of chairs on wood. Her pack stood all at once, ready to pounce at the sight of their queen shadowed by an outsider. 

“I'll be back tomorrow, guys,” she started. “Don't wait up.” 

“Have a good time, Murph!” Garth teased. 

“Go get some, baby girl!” Bobby shouted from the bar. 

“Yeah, yeah, shut your pieholes,” Natalie jeered. 

“You take good care of her, son, you hear me?!” Ash called.

“I'll do my best, sir,” Sam said as he followed Natalie into the blazing desert sunshine. 

“If she don’t come back in the morning walkin' funny, I’ll make sure you leave that way!” 

The click of the door shutting punctuated that last jest. “He shouldn’t make idle threats. I have half a mind to go back in there and invite him to join us,” Sam teased. 

Natalie rounded the side of the bar, her bright laughter echoing in the distance. “Careful, Sam. Gabby would take you up on that offer. And not because he's got the hots for me. I watched him eye you up and down the second you walked in the bar.” 

Sam laughed as he stopped beside his bike. “He’s quite the looker, too.” 

“He is. And while I’m not opposed to the idea of fucking a few people in the same  bed, I don’t take my pack mates. Favoritism and all that. Gets messy.” 

“But you want me to join your crew. What then? We don’t get to do this again?” Sam asked as he swung a leg over his bike. 

Natalie approached the motorcycle Sam had admired earlier. “I think I can make an exception for the likes of you.” 

“I'm flattered. And by the way,” he paused as he dropped his gaze between her thighs. “Nice bike.” 

Natalie flipped her head over and gathered her hair in her helmet. Clasped in place, she ensured it secure with a shake. “Thanks. Built her myself, paint and all.” 

“She's hot,” Sam added. 

“Ruby’s been good to me.” Again, she smiled fondly as a gloved hand smoothed the side of the tank. Then she grasped the handle bars and centered her balance. “Shall we?” 

Sam shifted his bike and snapped back his kickstand. A thunderous roar filled the empty desert as their motors ignited with life, hers a loud crackle, and his a deep rumble. With his helmet on and sunglasses in place, he turned to Natalie and found her face shrouded by shades and her bandana over her nose. She gave him a thumbs up, and Sam responded in kind. 

A clunk of gears put him in first, and he twisted into the throttle. Combustion propelled him towards the road, and Natalie followed, the bright whine of her motor hot on his heels. 

Together they drove into the sun as it set, two wandering souls, neither lost nor found, but always searching. And as Sam rode beside her, an easy feeling settled in his chest. He welcomed it, reveled in it without reservation, and as they sped into the great wide open, he thought he could get used to it. 

Maybe he didn't have to go it alone after all. Maybe, with Natalie by his side, leading the pack, he might enjoy the ride like he had never before. And if her lusty gaze had meant anything, he was headed for the ride of a lifetime. 

Bikes and beds, Sam Winchester couldn't wait to ride with Natalie forever. 

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If this is your first time breastfeeding/pumping or your experiencing nipple tenderness, I'd go with the Lansinoh, it is gentler. I think this is because each pump on the Medela is directly connected to the motor by its own independent tubing. The Lansinoh is one tube out of the motor which splits into two after about 18". Full suction on the L is about 40% suction on the M. I've turned the Medela up a little higher a couple of times but always turned it back down! I think the Medela would have just caused more pain when I was first starting to pump. I like the Ls let down cycle more than the Ms. The L also has a better visual representation of the suction where Ms is a dial I find somewhat difficult to read with sleep deprived eyes in the wee hours of the morning. The Lansinoh is also easily battery powered by normal batteries in a built in compartment. You have to buy a separate battery adaptor for the Medela. The Lansinoh is just a touch easier to disassemble for cleaning though it has slightly more parts. The Lansinoh also has a built in timer which I really like.

The Medela has it's pros too. Mine is just the pump, not the pump built into a bag, so it is just a little cube, with small Cary handle and side net pockets for the tubing and power adaptor so it's a very neat and tidy little package. I find the Medela easier to use if I'm only going to be pumping one side. The M also has noticeable longer tubing so if your pumping hands free you have more wiggle room in mobility. The biggest benefit to the Medela is being able to use the 2.5oz bottles to pump into instead of the 5oz size. The bigger bottles are just plain discouraging when you just start out pumping or your pumping after a feeding. 1-2 oz in the little bottles just feels like more and more worthwhile or successful than the same volume in the big bottles where it barely makes it to the first measurement markings. I'm glad I have both pumps. I mostly use the Medela to pump once each morning. I use the Lansinoh when I'm going to be away, like pumping in my car in a parking lot. When I was gone for a three day weekend and had to pump exclusively I took both pumps, used the Medela for the first day and a half, then the Lansinoh. I had similar output using both pumps and as I said, I think the Lansinoh is gentler. The other big difference is that the Lansinoh allows the user to adjust the suction pattern independently from the suction force. It's hard to explain, better to hear but: the L has three settings in addition to the letdown. The letdown is suck/suck/suck with no pause but you can adjust the suction force from low to high. The. There are three pumping levels. Suck..suck..suck..suck again you can adjust the force from low to high. A medium which is more Suuck...Suuck...Suuck...low to high force adjustable. And a high which is more Suuuuck...Suuuuuck...Suuuuuck also adjustable force. Basically how long the suck is held before release. The slight pause between sucks stays the same. On the Medela, the suck pattern is directly linked to the force, so if you have it on high it's gonna have lots of force and hold the suck for longer, low will have less force and hold the suck hardly at all. The Medela also has a letdown pattern which is a rapid suck and it's force is slightly adjustable, though I find it more difficult to do. I don't use either the Lansinoh or Medela bottles for feeding. We use the Kiinde Twist bags/bottles which I absolutely love! And they do have an adaptor for this newer large mouth Lansinoh but as of now you'll need to contact them directly to get it, it's not in their kits yet.Read less702 people found this helpfulHelpfulComment Report abuseHamburger1.0 out of 5 stars Like being in a bad relationshipReviewed in the United States on March 13, 2018Style: Pump with Tote Bag and Pumping EssentialsI hate this thing with a passion. And because I exclusively pump and have to use it 6-8 times a day, it's like being in a bad relationship. My main complaint is that it leaks. It leaks from the flanges, unless you bend almost completely over. It leaks from the top if you turn it even slightly sideways. And it doesn't have to be full -- it leaks as you pump so it can leak from the first drop.

Today was the final straw that made me write this review (I review most of my Amazon buys, but I got this pump via a company that supplies them through private health insurance. But you people have to know before you buy). This morning while I pumped, I turned toward my son next to me on the couch to practice smiles. After 20 minutes I noticed I didn't have much in my right bottle. After doing this for months, I'm pretty familiar with my output. And then I saw a little puddle on my blanket. No big deal, there's usually one every time I use this piece of crap. But still, I had twice as much milk in my left bottle so I kept investigating. The puddle went on and on. It soaked the entire top half of the blanket, through to most of the bottom half of my shirt and the top half of my shorts. As most pumping moms know, loss of milk is HEARTBREAKING. Especially since we usually pump for heartbreaking reasons -- premature babies, babies with mouth issues, sick babies, irregular breasts, low supply...even a few drops lost is upsetting, but when you lose ounces...there is a reason we call it liquid gold and why we have all literally cried over spilled milk. I don't cry anymore, now I get infuriated. Usually my first morning pump yields 8-9 oz. Today I got 6. So at least 2 oz leaked silently into my blanket and clothes while I smiled at my baby. And let me tell you, the leaking is the only thing silent about this monstrosity. It's so loud that my husband has to jack up the TV volume which isn't the best thing at 10 o'clock at night when there's a baby finally sleeping in the next room, or at 2 am when everyone but me is sleeping. Let me get back to the leaks. There are leaks from the flanges too, unless you bend over. The neck has to be at a 45 degree angle or more with the floor, or what you pump drips right back out of the mouth of the flange. I don't even know how this is physically possible with the suction but it is. I have not tried a hands-free bra with this pump for this very reason. You have to sit and hold the flanges in a very specific way or all the milk just comes back out the front. I don't think a bra could achieve the finesse it took me weeks to develop. And there are still leaks. They're just smaller and have become tolerable. And there will be more leaks and drips when you remove the breasts from the flanges, due to all the milk that has accumulated around the mouth while pumping, regardless of how you sit. How you sit just prevents it leaking out. It's going to accumulate at the mouth of the flange no matter what. Now, the flanges. Besides the leaks, there could potentially be a sizing issue. They apparently only make 2 sizes, standard and large. I knew the standard ones weren't really comfortable for me, and from my research I didn't think bigger ones were the answer, but I had to try. No, they weren't. I know now I need smaller ones, but they don't make them. So my whole nipple plus some of my areola gets sucked in and wrung mercilessly for 40 minutes at a time, 6-8 times a day. The nipples are fine, this is what they're made for. But I now have a semi permanent (I hope semi, maybe it will turn out to be permanent after a year. Who am I kidding, I'm not going to make it a year like this). red, distended ring around the very inside of my areola, outside the nipple. It's like a pre-nipple. No longer areola, but not part of the nipple. My breasts are like those collapsible camping cups. And it's sore. Not the nipples or the areolas, just this one area that gets sucked into the flange neck that shouldn't. What else...oh the tubing. I got this pump because it's a closed system, which I naively thought meant milk couldn't get sucked back into the tubing. Apparently that only means that, once it does, it can't be reintroduced to the main system and collection bottles. That's great because my tubing is full of old dried milk (that's where it goes when it doesn't leak out all over you). I had read horror stories of mold growing in non closed systems which is what I wanted to avoid. And honestly, in this Southeast Texas climate where humidity hovers constantly around 70+%, I'm not sure how mine hasn't turned moldy. But if/when it does, it will have to be replaced because it's impossible to clean. The best case scenario is just to let it dry and hope for the best. I'd like to say a little more about positioning. Besides the leaks, it's hard on the body. Hardest right after birth. I can't speak to standard delivery but I had a c section and hunching over to prevent leaks was not comfortable. It still isn't, but less so with an 8 inch wound in your abdomen. It's also hard on the back, more so if you have pain from your epidural because that's right where you have to bend to prevent leaks. And even after you're recovered, the acrobatics still take their toll. I get what I call my "pumping headaches" about every day, sometimes multiple times a day, because of the head and neck strain of hunching over the collection bottles.

Finally, it's overall poor quality. The printing on the buttons started to come off with the first use and now is completely gone after 2 months of use. Thankfully there aren't many buttons and I know what they do. But what crap...you don't make a product FOR breastmilk and then make buttons with icons that can be erased by breastmilk. I would get another, different pump tomorrow (I would have gotten one 2 months ago) if I knew which one to get. But all the reviews are similar. The next time this one leaks half a feeding all over me and I chuck it into the street, I'll probably rent a hopital grade pump instead, because I had no issues pumping at the hospital and they're like $2k to buy.

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If you are taking prompts, pls, oh pls, can I have Venom riding Eddie possibly combined with possessive!Eddie?

Warning(s): E, sexual content

Lately, it seemed as though his fortunes were beginning to look up, if only a little. Within the past week he’d been hired by a local, community paper. Nothing nearly as prestigiousas what he’d worked with in the past, but it sure as hell beat the crap out of writing for crappy celebrity rags. All news is still news, his advisor for his journalism major had told him, crap or no. What mattered wasthe integrity of the one reporting it and the validity of the truth. Nothing else was supposed to matter.

 So, for his first real assignment, he’d been deigned to cover a local charity auction that would be benefiting some local orphanages. Despite the foul reputation he possessed amongthe other vigilantes that crawled through Manhattan, anything that was for the betterment of kids was something he could always get behind.

 Prestige didn’t matter for something like that.

Dressed in a serviceable dress shirt and black trousers paired with worn but newly buffed penny loafers, hair slicked back, availing himself before the mirror made him think he looked prettydamn good all things considering.

 However, it seemed as though his Other was in disagreement.

 Wish you didn’t have to go, Eddie, the symbiote said within his mind, manifesting over his shoulder and nuzzling against his pulse. Teeth affectionately grazed his neck in reddening runnels, but nothing that would last for very long. A sweet displayof possessiveness that warmed him. Want you to spend the night in. Can feel the child growing. Wants to be with its father.

 “I know, love,” Eddie murmured as he turned his face into Venom, brushing a soft kiss into its form. Venom purred loudly and bumped its head against his jaw, crooning as he feltits appendages entwine over his dress shirt, winding around his midsection and trailing towards the waistband of his pants, feeling his cock twitch and a rumble of lust pour into his mind like water.

 Want to spend the night with you, too. Have you all to ourselves, the symbiote purred as it just barely breached his pants, hearing the top button pop open.

 God knows, he wanted this, too. Still, the blond bid his stirring cock to calm down with how they were already running five minutes behind schedule. That didn’t mean he was callous.Venom had been feeling much more possessive and needy since this pregnancy had begun, much more emotionally charged than the other ones. He understood and did anything within his power to be more accommodating.

 “You will later, love. I promise,” Eddie assured despite the lame, reedy whine that pitched from Venom as it nuzzled him one last time before begrudgingly disappearing insideof him.

 Within a five minute bus ride and a block to walk, Eddie was at the auction in no time at all despite the slight hindrance. The people there were upper middle class types; wealthy enoughto participate at all, but modest enough unlike the insufferable wealthy class that would’ve shown up in even more ostentatious displays of wealth. Showing up for no one’s benefit but their own reputation and tomaintain the status quo masquerading as charity.

 Eddie already had a mental checklist of people he planned on interviewing, one already sighted by the coat check. She was a smartly dressed, curvaceous blonde woman in a flattering, steelgray pantsuit that accentuated those curves. Admittedly, even he couldn’t help but stare for a minute longer than he should’ve, which earned a jealous and unhappy whine from the symbiote.

 It’s just an interview, love. I won’t take long at all.

 Then why were you staring at her? Like you wanted her, Eddie?

 Eddie swallowed guiltily, unable to answer before making a beeline for her anyways. Venom resigned itself to sulking in the recesses of his mind, faintly hissing whenever Eddie smiled warmlythrough the questions, or at the way the woman flirted right back. She tucked errant locks of hair behind an ear, Venom sometimes mockingly repeating the way she said things in a tone of voice that dipped its toes into sultry.

 See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?

 Venom only responded with a snarling, feral hiss and grudging silence. Though it caused Eddie to take pause, he couldn’t blow this. Despite it, between interviewees and the occasionalpause to watch the auction play out, the symbiote manifested a single hand from the creeping ink that ran down Eddie’s arm and twined their fingers together, even though Eddie seemed too absorbed in current affairs toeven take notice. Too discouraged to try again, the symbiote retreated into miserable silence.

 Several hours later, beaming at how well it went, when closing offers were made did Eddie feel as though he had ample material enough to retreat to an abandoned wing of the small communitycenter the auction had taken place in, switching on a set of lights and pulling out a chair in what appeared to be a bistro likely used as a food kitchen on reserve.

 As Eddie was busily making notes in the margins of the notebook he’d used to record the transcripts, pairing it by listening to the audio he’d collected during the actual interviews,his hand suddenly lifted of its own accord and hurled the notebook, furiously, halfway across the empty room to slap on the tile meters away.

 “Ven? Why did you--”

 Eddie had no time to complete his question as he was seized and slammed by his back into the table he’d been sitting at, temporarily stunning him as he cracked his eyes from the impactopen into a vision of Venom manifested and pinning him by his wrists into the table.

 “If you don’t want me, why don’t you couple with that human woman?!” came Venom’s impassioned, furiously hurt accusation. “Should go back to being nothing more than a suit for you!” Through that anger, Eddie could feel the symbiote trembling, quaking through this vice that seemed to be waning in pressure with each and every second.

 Eddie’s own expression twisted in indignation and they remained in a stalemate for a pregnant pause before the blond manfully flipped them around, extricating himself from an entrapmentthat had been fraudulent to begin with.

 Venom’s body jolted from the impact and anything that could be said was met with Eddie crashing their lips together, the symbiote reacting intensely and clawing into his scalp andback, engulfing each other in an embrasure too tight to be human. “You honestly think I want anyone else after you?” he growled into the column of venom’s neck as he sank blunt teeth into it, a savage purr rumbling through his Other’s chest cavity like a motor. “To be with someonewho will never understand me the way you do?” Venom’s flesh jumped and twitched and shivered as those teeth and lips traveled lower, uttering a shameless moan when he lapped at a pectoral with worshipfulness.

 But like that, he took pause and Venom’s immeasurably pleasured eyes slowly opened, Eddie smiling with heartbreaking tenderness as he cupped Venom’s face before kissing lower,wrapping his arms around Venom’s abdomen where their child was growing, the symbiote’s claws in his hair taking pause. “You think I’d want anyone else but the parent of our child?” he asked withshining blue eyes before tenderly plotting kisses where the fetus was growing, Venom trembling with desperate adoration it never thought it’d have.

 A defect. A faulty Klyntar that shamed its race.

 Yet here its host was, showering it with so much love and devotion it thought it might burst.

 Then, Eddie lifted his gaze, dark with lust. “Maybe I should prove it to you, love,” he purred as he sank to the floor, against a wall, bringing Venom to straddle his lap. Handscurved over formed hips and groped its rear, Venom hissing pleasurably while mentally pinned in anticipation and want, warm and hazy as a cloud of steam. “Fill you up with so many babies until this whole fucking planetis overrun. Prove to everyone that you’re mine.”

 That alone was enough to awaken every bestial arousal in the symbiote, that which had bloomed from the furious and possessive passions that had flourished between them through the years.Yes, Eddie, we want that! We need it!

 As if forgetting speech from there, Venom fell upon Eddie with desperate, possessive need as it scrambled to switch off the tab and undo his fly in a passionate love of the cock it adoredfilling it up so much. Pinning Eddie to the floor sans the hands that held on to its hips, Venom panted wantonly when it finally found Eddie’s cock and sprung it free, serpentine tongue coiling about the shaft and lavishingattention upon the head while Eddie fell back with a deep groan as Venom hungrily ravished it. The man’s face grimaced in pleasure while Venom pumped his cock with enrapturing effect, squeezing it in intervals that wasenough to make him go mad.

 Gasping when Venom’s tongue was removed with a wet pop, the symbiote greedily sat itself on his cock and began riding him mercilessly hard, growling, “Mine, mine, mine, MINE,” in deep and lusty timbres. Eddie braced his feet into the tile, momentarily glad his shoes had good purchase while fucking Venom as hard and snapping his hipsto such ends that Venom gyrated its hips roughly on his cock, snarling its deep and feral pleasure.  

 The symbiote panted roughly and winded, ragged and drunk on pleasure. For several minutes was it sustained, Eddie’s calves and thighs burning from the exertion placed on his musclesas he gasped with each beat of the hard and fast fucking he gave the symbiote.

 Suddenly, Venom curled into itself and pumped its hips once last time before its tongue lolled out in a drunk gasp and it collapsed boneless on him, mind whiting out in the intensity ofits orgasm. Eddie fucked Venom a few more times before he unloaded his seed inside the symbiote who purred and gladly squeezed and milked his cock dry even while slumped and panting hard on him. Eddie flopped when he’dfinally had enough, hands numbly rising to stroke over his beloved’s back that elicited a deepening purr and happy, relaxed shudder.

 Eddie smiled, lazy and giddy. “You alright, love?” he murmured breathlessly, the contently dozing symbiote arching into his touch and sliding upwards at once to butt his jawlike a feline and nuzzle adoringly into his neck.

 “More than okay, Eddie,” Venom purred, stretching its arms and talons out before relaxing again on its host with a gusty exhale. It turned its head and began to lavish lazy, affectionate licks along his jawline and jowls, eyes driftingshut in its contentedness.

 “Yeah?” Gently did he approximate where the womb was, slipping a hand between their bodies and soothingly rubbing the area that warmed to his touch, oily skin rippling pleasurablyfrom the affectionate contact. He grazed a soft kiss on Venom’s crown, continuing the soothing circles he conferred to Venom while the symbiote trembled from the love that threatened to overwhelm it. “Baby doingalright, love? Not hurt at all?”

 Venom’s arms engulfed Eddie’s head in a sudden embrace, resting their brows together and wanting to sink into this moment, forever. As soulmates. As the father and parent totheir child. As a love greater than it’d ever dreamed possible.

 “No, Eddie,” the symbiote sighed, blinking languidly before embroiling him a deep, breathless kiss.

 I love you, Eddie.

 I love you, too, my darling.

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(Under the Spray --- Hraezlyr [rayz-leer] & Serkalem, who belongs to @nest-of-roses​! <3)

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(tags: magical body modifications, kissing, neck kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, hand job, orgasm, gratuitous ejaculation, fluff, hurt/comfort, massage, biting, hickies, tenderness, shower sex)

Hraezlyr stood under the shower’s spray with his eyes closed and head slightly bowed forward. He tried to will away the soreness in his muscles caused by both the recent breed change from earlier that week, and yesterday’s mild sparring session with Serkalem that was meant to help relieve soreness and test his motor skills — as well as provide a distraction.

What unnerved him the most about the shift was the fact that his genitals now permanently sat on the outside of his body — made the potential for them to be targets when he was hunting that much greater. His cock, still the same length and thickness, limply hung off his trunk, and his balls hung just below it.

One of his favorite permanent alterations caused by the change was the new thickness of his hair; the weight of it was perfect.

Lost in his thoughts as the water pounded against him and the stone floor of the shower, he didn't hear Serkalem come in, oddly didn’t sense his presence.

Rae startled when a pair of arms wound around his waist, raised his hands as his instincts had him twisting around to face the intruder. He blinked up in surprise at one of his lovers through wet bangs plastered to his face, who was unfazed by Rae’s reflexes.

“Hello to you, too,” Serkalem greeted, amusement plain on his features as he brushed wet hair out of Rae’s face. “I figured you were here when I didn’t see you in bed,” he continued, hands idly sliding down Rae’s sides to rest at his hips. “How do you feel?”

Rae tried to hide the involuntary shiver as Serkalem’s thumbs caressed the nerves over his hips. He sighed as he wrapped his arms around Serkalem in return, absently realized then that he was naked, too. “Everything’s still sore."

“I know,” Serkalem soothed, his second pair of hands already lightly rubbing his back. “I can help you with that.”

Rae groaned low as Serkalem sought a knot in his lower back and set to work with massaging it out, already began to feel better as the tension left him.

He didn’t think much of the hand in his hair until Serkalem grabbed a fistful and tugged his head back. “I love how the alterations from that scroll look on you,” he purred. “It’s the perfect choice.”

Serkalem’s lips were on his as soon as the words left his mouth. Rae reciprocated without hesitation as his body rapidly stirred to life, and he instinctively wrapped his limbs around Serkalem’s neck and waist when he felt himself be lifted.

With Serkalem’s slender, skilled fingers, and their regular quickies in the training grounds, Rae was ready to take him within minutes.

Trusting that Serkalem wouldn’t drop him, he tilted his head back when the kiss broke to gasp for air as Serkalem’s mouth traveled down his neck, generosity peppering it with bruises of different shades. His breath hitched when Serkalem bit down at the junction of his neck and shoulder, simultaneously felt Serkalem’s cock slide into him.

Rae clung to Serkalem as if a last resort. Between the heat from the shower, and Serkalem’s uncanny ability to distract him with ease, to lower his walls, the discomfort he had been plagued with all week had all but dissolved. His eyes fluttered closed as the sound of their love-making echoed off the small room’s stone walls, mingled with the shower’s thrum and his unrestrained moans.

He whimpered and squirmed when a hand curled around his still too-sensitive cock, sensed Serkalem’s lower set of arms shift to better support them as his back was pressed into the closest wall. When Serkalem spoke, his tone was soothing, somehow able to be clearly heard over everything else even as a whisper. “I know. I’ll be gentle.”

Everything seemed to speed up as soon as Serkalem began pumping him. Rae arched into the hand, keened whenever it twisted over or squeezed one of his new knots just right. His head swam as the impending orgasm rapidly took precedence over the pain, and when his knots abruptly inflated, he shuddered, clenched around the cock inside him as he generously coated himself, and Serkalem’s hand, purple.

It noticeably took him longer than usual to empty himself, and when he finally went slack, the cock inside him pulsed. He felt Serkalem sink to his knees, all four arms holding him close.

Serkalem tenderly kissed him as his cock slipped out, continued until both came down from their highs, until the long-forgotten shower had rinsed them clean.

“Let’s get you dried off and in bed, hm?”

Rae felt a warmth in his chest as he wordlessly tugged Serkalem back in for another kiss.

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Distinct vibrators will get different attributes and you actually may well find you favor one combination much a lot more as compared to another and your own preference might vary relying on which section of your current body you are stimulative.

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About a even bigger scale as well as much more expensive, there are actually 'sex machines' that combine thrusting and vibrating dildos.

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Many sex gadgets increase varying textures to help their surface types; a dildo or clit vibrator may get ridges or tender raises or a rippled appearance.

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Several sex toys quite than provide moving or maybe moving stimulation, alter the experience of sex.

As an illustration right now there are a variety regarding sleeves to get over often the penis to provide distinct sensations for both associates while engaged in penetrative intercourse.

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There are any wide variety of lubricants and moisturizers which could significantly change the actual feel involving sex.

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Why Employ A Masturbator?

A fine question is: precisely why accomplish people use a masturbator? Surely fingers, tongues, male organs, clitorises and vaginas and many others all provide great lovemaking stimulation and enjoyment.

Effectively, in addition to therapeutic uses (eg hard-on assistance), sex games can travel the creative imagination (being consumed by some sort of machine), provide assortment (new ways to do outdated things), vary the revitalizing effects in otherwise typical sex (penis sleeves) and a few can provide experiences certainly not possible using 'normal physique parts' (particularly vibrating sexual toys and electro-stimulation).

Exactly where To Start

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Some of the new ambulances will be converted into obstetric ambulances to ensure that women in labour reach well being services in time to ship their child safely. The helicopters have the advantage of not requiring a run way to land and are due to this fact usually utilized in pre hospital emergencies where sufferers require fast transport to hospital. The helicopter can land on the scene and the affected person loaded in and the patient is then flown to hospital for further care. IMR has one devoted ICU car for interfacility ICU transfers that's manned by a CCA / Ndip and an AEA or BAA. This vehicle is stocked with all Advanced Life Support gear as properly as ICU gear, such as for example syringe drivers, infusion pumps, grownup and neonatal ventilators, ICU monitors , and incubator.

The Nissan EV Ambulance is supplied with an electric stretcher that allows ease of operations for ambulance staff. Where is the bulk of the contribution from TSAM and the banks who've benefitted the most converted ambulance from this deception? Why was there a need for the DoT to confess any guilt via a partial and insufficient financial contribution with taxpayers’ monies?

According to the department, the remaining 18 autos are still within the advanced stage of being converted into emergency medical services autos. The arrival of the brand new fleet will ease the burden of the shortage of emergency medical services vehicles, as a end result converted ambulance of the existing aging fleet. Records exists of a quantity of such transactions e.g. for Mr Hlungwane who was offered and financed a second generation repossessed unlawful 2008 mannequin Quantum taxi throughout 2013 at an extreme R195,460 above the beneficial retail value.

The introduction of the first EV ambulance within the Tokyo Fire Department fleet is a half of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government’s “Zero Emission Tokyo” initiative. The project is the result of a powerful collaboration among Nissan, the Tokyo Fire Department and the Tokyo Metropolitan Government. Nissan Motor Co., Ltd. and the Tokyo Fire Department announced a brand new addition to the ambulance fleet of the Ikebukuro department – Japan’s first Nissan NV400 Zero Emission Ambulance. First help coaching at Level I, II and III , in addition to supply of Regulation 7 first aid kits and refilling of enterprise first help bins. The replacement worth of their business units is a minimal of R450,000 each excluding loss of revenue.

District trainers are deployed to numerous bases within the province to do in service training for EMS employees in these areas. Rapid response autos , these are non-patient carrying vehicles however have a full set of medical gear on board. Response automobiles are normally staffed with superior life help paramedics and are used to respond quickly to a scene and begin treating a affected person, whereas the ambulance comes. Due to the rural setting that KZN EMS operates in, mostly converted ambulance 4x4 vehicles are used. This in depth cost-saving may have been used as an offset towards different manufacturers’ tender costs to clinch the general government hospital tenders for Toyota within the Northern Cape, North West, Gauteng and Limpopo. We convert panel vans and vehicles into people transporters - taxis, vacationer buses, cell properties, cellular clinics, ambulances, cell labs and other special conversions.

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Release Date : 10/12/1992 (FR)Category : Action, Adventure, Drama, HistoryProduction : Country : FRRate : Cast : Gérard Depardieu,Armand Assante,Sigourney Weaver,Loren Dean,Ángela Molina,Fernando Rey,Michael Wincott,Kevin Dunn,Tchéky Karyo,1492: Conquest of Paradise depicts Christopher Columbus’ discovery of The New World and his effect on the indigenous people.1492: Conquest of Paradise depicts Christopher Columbus’ discovery of The New World and his effect on the indigenous people.One New York archetype lives on in our movie mythology-the hustler/dreamer with his eye out for the Big Score. This con artist pops up in two new movies-more a con in the case of Harry Fabian (Robert De Niro), the ambulance-chasing lawyer in _B_Night and the City,_b_ and much more an artist in the person of Leon (Bernzy) Bernstein (Joe Pesci), the crime-chasing shutterbug hero of _B_The Public Eye._b_ The latter film, loosely inspired by Weegee, the great tabloid photographer, is set during World War II. Though "Night and the City," Irwin Winkler's remake of Jules Dassin's 1950 film noir, has been updated by writer Richard ("Clockers") Price, in spirit it belongs to an earlier era, when characters were "characters."Motor mouth Harry Fabian talks an up beat game, but his life operates by the rules of Murphy's Law (anything that can go wrong will go wrong). This time, however, he's sure he's going to strike gold-as a boxing promoter. There are some big problems with his scheme. His partner, ex-prizefighter Al Grossman (Jack Warden), is the brother of gangster Boom Boom Grossman (Alan King), and Harry's muscling in on Boom Boom's turf. And Harry's coconspirator and lover, Helen (Jessica Lange), is married to a violently jealous bar owner (Cliff Gorman). If things go wrong this time, he could be a dead man.Winkler, a successful producer ("Raging Bull," "Rocky") recently turned director ("Guilty by Suspicion"), has picked up some moves from Scorsese in his second, and much improved, effort. He gets the juices flowing with his nervous style, playing dread off gallows humor. He's got a lot to work with-the tangy, slangy bite of Price's underworld dialogue, and a cast that could milk tension from a bus schedule. De Niro is a sensationally manic-and even touching-sleaze; King, Warden and Gorman are splendidly disreputable, and Lange gives her role a tough/tender sexuality that's a pleasure to watch even when her character's loyalty to Harry confounds sense. "Night and the City" hits a false note at the finish. Forgive that and relish the movie's snappy, low-life high spirits.To properly enjoy Howard Franklin's "The Public Eye," it's best to forget about the real Weegee, who would have found this tribute hopelessly sentimental and its detective-movie plotting a crazy co

dience in a barrage of portentously pumped-up images and sounds: 15th-century Spain thunders by through billows of smoke, murk and noise. The music by Vangelis clangs and boings relentlessly; the sound of creaking sails on Columbus's voyage is as assaultive as the salvos of gunfire in the battle between Spaniards and rebelling Indians. Despite all the recent rethinking of Columbus and his discovery/invasion of the New World, "1492" is really a conventional Hollywood "biopic." Depardieu, a great movie star, seems all at sea in more ways than one. Hamstrung by Scott's overwrought style and Roselyne Bosch's underthought screenplay (and, frankly, his own barely adequate English), he hasn't a chance to develop his character. As Queen Isabel, Sigourney Weaver, immobile in her frozen fan of hair and iron-stiff brocade, looks like the Bride of Frankenstein after a course at finishing school. Some stunning images collide with dialogue like "No one ever expected this to be easy, Colon." This $50 million spectacle must be one of the least entertaining epic films ever made. Watch free movies and tvshows on VidooTv

Watch Free Full 1492: Conquest of Paradise

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ntrivance. Yet for all its Hollywood silliness, there's something haunting about the figure of Bernzy, the solitary, night-crawling photographer who lives only for his work, collecting $3 for every corpse he photographs, unblinkingly witnessing the worst the New York streets have to offer. This is a portrait of the artist as hermit/voyeur/obsessive, a man who can connect to life only through the lens of his camera. What lures him out of his emotional shell is, of course, a beautiful woman-Barbara Hershey's glamorous nightclub owner, a vamp who ensorcells the photographer into playing private eye in a plot involving mobsters, wartime black markets and government scandals. Using all this artifice to illuminate the gritty world of a lonely shutterbug is an odd choice. Yet the tale's mournful B-movie romanticism-and Pesci's introspective, crablike performance-gets under your skin. In its moody, daffy way, "The Public Eye" gives off an authentic reek of artistic compulsion.DAVID ANSENHere's a one-word review of "1492": hubris. That overweening pride belongs to director Ridley Scott ("Alien"), a visual wizard who outwizards himself. Scott doesn't so much ten the story of Columbus (Gerard Depardieu) as hurl it at the au