#Toronto parties

[3416]

auston's fed up with the hardest interview of his life however he knows mitch's birthday in .05 seconds and that's what counts

[mitchmarner]

mtl @ tor | oct 11 2023

[weareravershq]

Rema seen in the club during his Toronto release party

[sweetiepoison]

Famous Baby (Blurb)

The confession

Warnings: verbal argument, angst, smut, flashbacks italicized

You were stringing every curse word you could think of in your head as your right leg shook up and down uncontrollably. Tonight was supposed to be a good night. A night of celebration and friends, but that turned south very quickly when you got to your table.

The outdoor venue that was chosen to host the drew house celebration was big. There were plenty of areas to sit or stand and seating wasn’t assigned. So it infuriated you to no end when Auston decided to sit right across from you with the beautiful blonde he brought as his date.

There was always tension between you that was predictable but the tension that was happening now was palpable and uncomfortable.

Shawn rested his hand on your leg under the table in an attempt to help you relax. You looked over at your ex and gave him a gentle smile and his hand a light squeeze of appreciation.

“So, any big plans before you guys leave LA?” Your best friend asked trying to diffuse the tension.

“Yes!” Steph picked up immediately also trying to lighten the mood, “We planned a hike to the Hollywood sign tomorrow morning.”

“That’s awesome, we’ve done that a few times and honestly the view never gets old.” Your best friends boyfriend, Ryan commented.

“Are you all going?” You asked wanting to know what Auston would be doing, especially if his plans involved his “friend”.

“Nah.” Auston shook his head, “Alexa and I are just gonna chill by the pool.” He smirked, his eyes never leaving yours, “You know what they say, nothing like the California sun.”

You hummed a response your jaw tightening. The thought of Alexa near naked next to Auston made you sick.

“Well I think we all deserve a break especially you two,” you best friend pointed between you and Auston, “(y/n), told me about all the time you put into this event.”

“Yeah, we really had to work together to make the party a success.” Auston kept his eyes on you as your chair made a screeching sound against the ground as you stood abruptly.

“You okay?” Shawn asked as all eyes at the table turned to you.

“Yeah.” You reassured, “I’m just gonna go get another drink, do you want anything?”

“No, I think I’ve had enough. Thank you though.” He smiled brightly up at you.

“Okay.” You gave his shoulder a squeeze before making your way to the bar. After you ordered you put your head down on the cool surface to try and regather yourself. You were annoyed by the emotional strain you were already feeling and the night had barely even begun.

“Almost didn’t recognize you earlier with your clothes on.” You didn’t need to turn around to know the voice whispering in your ear was Auston’s.

“Funny.” You deadpanned sitting back up, but refusing to look at him.

“Were you planning on ignoring me the whole night?”

“For as long as I could.” You admitted with a shrug.

“Don’t you think you’ve done that enough already?” Auston picked up his own drink that he ordered. “You won’t answer any of my calls, you’re ignoring all my texts.”

“Mhm” you agreed. “If you don’t see this going anywhere I don’t want to be involved.”

You both stood side by side back to the bar watching the crowd. You felt a pang of sadness in your chest watching the table you came from. As everyone interacted and laughed your eyes specifically fell on Shawn.

You could be with him if you wanted to, not him specifically but a guy like him. A sweet guy, someone who is kind and polite and treated you well. All of your ex boyfriends fit that description, they were everything you needed. Auston was the opposite. He was loud and assertive and honest, even if it hurt your feelings. He wasn’t everything you needed, but he was everything you wanted.

“That’s not what I said.”

“You told me you didn’t want me.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Oh right you just left me there crying.”

“I didn’t ask you to catch feelings for me, in fact I made it abundantly clear that you shouldn’t.”

You weren’t sure if you regretted that night with Auston or not. The back and forth game between you two was finally over, but the last few weeks also left you lonely and missing him.

With it being the off season, Auston had the time to come to your concert in New York. After the show he joined you at your hotel before you left the next day for the next state.

The night went as it usually did, sex…cuddling…sex again…cuddling again…shower (sometimes sex in the shower). But you didn’t let the routine get past the first round. As you laid there in his arms you took the risk and asked where he saw things going. You tried to deny your feelings for as long as you could but after a while there was no point in ignoring how you felt.

“I’m over it, Auston.” You gulped down the rest of your drink.

“Are you over me?” You sucked in a breath as his fingers timidly touched yours, not fully holding your hand but close enough.

To say the night ended badly would be an understatement. You slammed the bathroom door shut after he rejected you and soon after your hotel room door was slammed shut following Auston’s exit. You’ve ignored him since that night, wanting to forget everything that happened and move on.

“Yes.” Placing your glass down on the bar you rejoined the crowd. You spent the next hour mingling with others and avoiding Auston.

“You okay?” You stood off to the side with Steph.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” You twirled the small straw that came with your drink around your glass a few times.

“You just haven’t seemed like yourself.” She shrugged, “and I don’t want to assume but..” she trailed off avoiding eye contact.

“But, what? Steph.”

“But even your fighting with Auston isn’t like your usual fighting.” She shifted from one foot to the other. “Usually it’s annoyed fighting, but tonight it feels almost…personal.”

You swallowed thickly, “What are you trying to say?”

“Did something happen between the two of you?” She finally huffed out.

“No.” You shook your head, “he’s just more irritating than usual tonight.”

You watched as she processed the information but the frown she wore didn’t leave, “If there was anything wrong, you would tell me right?”

“Of course.” It felt like a knife right through the heart as you lied to her, “you’ve become one of my best friends.”

She let out a deep breath and finally smiled, “Okay, good. I’ve just been worried about both of you.”

You wanted to ask her why she’s been worried about Auston. Has he been acting different also? Had your conversation actually had an effect on him? But before any of your questions could be answered the devil himself interrupted.

“Hey Steph, could you keep Alexa company? I forgot a gift in my car and need to go grab it.”

The blond looked over her shoulder before side stepping to allow a spot for the new company to join, “of course we were just gossiping.” She giggled.

You smiled at Alexa but your eyes really never left Auston as you watched him walk away, “excuse me, I’m going to talk to one of the sound guys.”

You backed out of the group and sped walked through the crowd careful to not trip on your own heels. You caught up to Auston right as he was getting his keys from the valet guy.

“We need to talk.” You demanded latching onto his arm.

“Okay, walk with me to my car.” You walked in silence to the parking garage and once you arrived Auston unlocked the doors getting into the drivers side. “Get in.”

You slid into the passenger side crossing your arms over your chest, “what do you think your doing?”

Auston reached into his backseat grabbing a small box, “Getting Justin’s gift.”

“Not that,” you slapped the small box out of his hand back into the backseat, “you brought one of your old hookups as your date.”

“What about you?”

“Me?” You raised your eyebrows.

“Yes, you.” Auston mocked your voice, “you brought your ex boyfriend, which is way worse.”

“He’s Justin’s friend too.” You defended.

“Yeah, that’s not making it better.”

You crossed your arms over your chest,“Watching you with another girl isn’t any better for me.”

“Don’t be jealous.” Auston placed his hand on your thigh letting it slowly creep under your dress.

“I told you, we aren’t doing that anymore.” You grabbed his wrist stopping his hand from moving any further.

“You say that every time and then next thing you know we’re hooking up again and the cycle repeats itself.”

“No. I was for real last time, if you don’t want anything serious I’m done. And don’t look at me like that.” You grumbled keeping you arms crossed and eyes straight ahead.

“Like what?” Auston teased a smile playing at his lips.

“Like you actually care.”

“I do.” He responded. “I care about making you feel good.” His right hand made itself comfortable on the back of your neck and began applying pressure, “And you look really tense right now.”

“Wonder who’s responsible for that.” You sarcastically responded.

“The same person who can also help you relax.” He suggested his hand back on your thigh again, but this time you let him go under your dress.

It was pathetic how easily your body responded to him. How your head fell back against the head rest and your hips shifted toward him. Your legs spread further apart and your hand came up to play with the hair at the nape of his neck as he pushed your panties to the side.

“You’re really wet for someone who’s done with me.” He commented as he massaged your clit, spreading your wetness around.

You ignored his comment

“If you want me to stop I will, but you have to tell me.” You could only manage to shake your head, taking deep breaths while Auston’s middle finger ran up and down your slit.

“Use your words.” Auston whispered into your ear as his fingers continued to dance around where you needed him the most.

“Don’t stop.” You chocked out almost like a plea. Auston followed your command as two of his fingers started to slowly move in and out of you. He used his right hand to unzip the back of your dress. Allowing the top of your dress to fall down, he began sucking and kissing all over your chest.

You reached over the center console to stroke the growing bulge through his dress pants. However, you suddenly felt empty as Auston’s fingers thar were once inside you were now wrapped tightly around your wrist stopping you, “no, this is about you.”

He put your hand back in your lap before bringing his fingers to your lips. He watched intently as you wrapped your lips around his fingers sucking gently. Auston gave you for a hum of approval before going back to pumping his fingers in and out of you at a pace that only someone with significant wrist strength could manage.

You should’ve been embarrassed about how easily he had you falling apart around his fingers, but the feeling was nonexistent as you moaned hiking your leg up on the seat to give him more access.

You bit down on his lip hard keeping your lips connected as you came down from your first orgasm. Auston continued to move his fingers building you up for a second and then he did it again for a third. His fingers continued to move despite your pleas for him to stop.

“You have one more in you.” He encouraged kissing on your neck.

“Auston-I can’t, please.” You whined overstimulated. Auston loved to hear you beg, it didn’t matter if it was for more or for him to stop. He loved the way your voice strained and your body pulsed and his absolute favorite part was hearing the way you said his name.

Hearing you now only motivated him to move his fingers quicker and at more of angle, “Yes you can. You’ve done it before you can do it now.”

Your hips bucked up involuntarily over and over again to meet his fingers. Your body felt like it was on fire as you reached your climax and that’s all it took before you were slumping forward gripping on to the dashboard to keep yourself steady. Your body was absolutely wrecked and you weren’t sure how you were going to stand, let alone walk back to the party.

“Good girl.” Auston kissed the side of your head, finally removing his fingers. He brought them to his own lips this time sucking them clean.

“Enjoy sitting next to your hookup with me still on your fingers.” You commented through ragged breaths.

“Enjoy singing with your ex boyfriend after I just did that to your pussy.” Austons smug remark had you moving with a sudden burst of energy. You reached for your phone looking at the time as it read 7:45. “Fuck,” you mumbled as you frantically pulled your dress back up. You pulled down the passenger side mirror fixing your makeup and hair before pushing the door open.

“Where are you going?” Auston asked as he followed your lead, also getting out of the car.

“Back to the party, I’m supposed to sing with Shawn at 8:00.” You ran your hands over your dress looking at your reflection in the car window.

“I hope Shawn doesn’t remember what you look like after you get fucked.” Auston dismissed your panicked behavior locking the car before walking around to your side.

“I hope Alexa doesn’t mind sitting in the seat where you fucked me.” You threw back as he picked up your hand leading you back to the venue.

You ran straight into Scooter’s chest as you and Auston sped walk back through the side gate that led to patio.

“Woah, slow down turbo.” He joked placing his hands on your shoulders to steady you.

“Sorry, we uh went to Auston’s car to get his gift for Justin that he forgot and we didn’t realize how far away it was and so we basically ran to make it back in time and they should really give his mom a price reduction because of how far away parking is.” You rambled out of breath as you fidgeted with your fingers.

“Where’s the gift?”

“Huh?” You questioned trying to play it cool.

“The gift, that you guys went to go get. Where is it?” Scooter questioned again looking back and forth between the two of you.

You opened your mouth, but no words came out. You began panicking and searching for any plausible explanation as to why you didn’t have the gift.

“She told me it was stupid.” Auston spoke up clearing his own throat, “the gift, she didn’t like it, told me to return it. Ya know…how she usually acts.” Auston’s voice shook and you mentally rolled your eyes. You may have been a bad actor, but he was worse.

“Right.” Scooter nodded glancing between the two of you again for any real answers. “Well, Shawn’s getting mic’d up now.”

“Yeah I’ll go find him.” You nodded.

“I’ll go back to the table.” Auston said at the same time as you.

You both turned to leave but you turned to your right and he turned to his left causing you to bump into each other. You awkwardly fumbled around each other until you were out of the way.

“Oh and (y/n),” Scooters voice interrupted your awkward interaction “you have a hickey on your neck, might want to put your hair down to cover that up.”

Your cheeks instantly became warm as you kept your head down avoiding eye contact with both of them. “Thanks for letting me know.” You kept your head down as you released your hair from the claw clip it was in and sped walk to the side stage.

“I was starting to think you ditched me.” Shawn joked as he noticed your appearance.

“Sorry I was gone I got caught up in something.” You explained as you were handed a mic. You tucked it under your arm as you placed your inner ear ignoring the way your hands shook.

“You okay? you seem flustered.” He held onto your arm to keep you in place.

“Yeah, Im just nervous.” That wasn’t a total lie.

“I got you, it’s just you and me up there.” His sweet smile made you feel sick. Shawn tucked a piece of hair behind your ear which you quickly began to play with to ensure it didn’t move from your neck.

“You guys ready?” The sound guy asked.

“Yep.” Shawn answered for the both of you as the best you could manage to do was nod your head.

“Alright, you’re on.” He nodded placing headphones over his own ears.

The crowd applauded loudly as you and Shawn took the stage. You were very grateful to whoever’s idea it was to have you sit and perform as you perched yourself on one of the stools center stage. The crowd settled as you sat down and the anticipation built as the opening chords were played by the band.

—

The crowd erupted into cheers as you and Shawn harmonized on the final note. You held tightly onto his hand slowly opening your eyes.

“I’ve missed singing with you.” He placed a gentle kiss on the back of your hand and then kissed your temple.

“I’ve missed it too.” You agreed, pulling him into a deep hug. Your happiness, however was short lived as you looked out into the crowd and watched a body you knew all too well leaving through the side gate.

You shoved your mic into Shawn’s chest, “I’m sorry give me five minutes and I’ll be back.” You promised leaving without a response.

You sped walk through the crowd your eyes locked on the side gate. You brushed off all the praises you received from people as you passed them, your sole focus on catching up with Auston.

“Auston.” You shouted after him as you exited the gate. He didn’t turn around but kept walking.

“Auston!” You shouted again trying to catch up with him on the sidewalk. “Please stop!” You begged tugging on his arm when you finally caught up.

“What do you want?” He turned around to face you ripping his arm out of your grip.

“I want you to talk to me.”

“Oh like you’ve been talking to me these past couple of weeks?” His voice boomed above all the cars on the street.

“You hurt me.” Your voice was soft, barely above a whisper.

“I just listened to you sing love songs with your ex, so you hurt me too.”

“That’s not fair.” You crossed your arms, tears starting to form in the corner of your eyes. “You left me at that hotel, I shouldn’t be chasing after you.”

“I left because you slammed the bathroom door in my face.”

“Because I told you I had feelings for you and you said that our relationship wasn’t that serious to you.”

“Because I was scared!” Auston finally burst, “I’ve known I wanted something with you ksince that night at our home game when you got into a fight. But I could tell you didn’t want anything so I kept up the little game we had, but then you stayed the night and wrote the song and my feelings just got all confused.” He ran his hands through his hair letting out a deep sigh, “That night I came to your apartment to apologize, that’s all I should’ve done was apologize and then leave. But once we started, I couldn’t stop, you became addicting. And then you became comforting and-fuck-It’s you, you are all I want.”

“Auston-“ you tried to cut him off, but he didn’t let you.

“And that night you told me you wanted more, I panicked because it would mean we would finally be on the same page. And I started to imagine all the scenarios where it wouldn’t work out. I’ve never wanted to hurt you, but that night I did and I haven’t been able to forgive myself since.”

“I forgive you.” You tentively reached for his hand, “I was confused after that night at your apartment too, but I knew there was something there. And I was hurt after my New York show so I tried pushing you away. But, fuck, I can’t turn off how I feel and you’re all I think about. You are everything I want.”

You chewed on your bottom lip as you waited for him to say something, anything. The all consuming silence reminded you of your last night together. And that silence ended in both of you slamming doors and neither of you getting what you wanted.

Up until now all of your relationships for the most part had been easy, especially at the beginning. This was the most you’ve ever had to work. Was being this vulnerable scary as hell? Absolutely. Was Auston worth it? Absolutely.

Auston smiled as a sigh of relief left his lips. He pulled you in by your waist resting his head on your own, “For real?”

You giggled nodding, “yes for real. I don’t want anyone else.” The relief you felt was incomparable. It was like a weight was lifted off your shoulders and you could finally breath.

“I don’t want anyone else either.” He admitted rubbing his hands up and down your back. “I want you to be my girlfriend.” The last sentence was whispered lowly into your ear.

Your grin was enough of an answer, but still you nodded and whispered “I want you to be my boyfriend.”

“I’ll be whatever you want, baby.” Auston reassured placing a kiss on your neck, followed by your cheek, and then your lips.

“Would it be totally wrong if we ditched our dates?

“Yes.” Auston confirmed, “but when have we ever been morally sound people.” He bent to pick you up causing you to squeal and giggle at the sudden change as he carried you down the street.

“That song you performed with him wasn’t even that good anyway.” You laughed at Auston’s bitter tone.

“I’ll perform some new ones for you that I’ve been working on.” You offered running your fingers through his hair.

“As long as they aren’t about another guy.”

“Nah, they’ve all been about the same guy lately” you admitted, hoping the darkness would hide your blush.

“I can’t wait to hear it then.”

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Two Liberal MPs in the Toronto area have broken ranks with the Trudeau government regarding Israel’s assault on Gaza, endorsing an arms embargo on Israel until it complies with international law.

As of March 11, Israel’s attacks have killed more than 31,000 people in Gaza, including 12,300 children, according to Palestinian health officials. Another 8,000 people are believed to be buried under rubble.

Meanwhile, the Israeli military continues to impede deliveries of humanitarian aid entering the besieged enclave, and has repeatedly fired on aid trucks.

Full article

The two Liberal Party MPs who broke ranks are Beaches-East York MP Nathaniel Erskine-Smith and Davenport MP Julie Dzerowicz, both from the Toronto area.

Tagging: @politicsofcanada

[misshoneyimhome]

🇸🇪 GRATTIS PÅ FÖDSELSEDAGEN - William Andrew Michael Junior Nylander Altelius - May 1st 🇸🇪

[Willy’s birthday party]

Thank you for participating in this little celebration 🥳 Though it was with short notice, I do appreciate all the inputs 🙏🏼 And hopefully, this blurb is somewhat enjoyable to read, as we prepare for the match to come 🤍

Warnings; 18+ smut; just loads of oral sex (f and m receiving) , unprotected penetrative sex;

Word count; 2.3K+

Taglist; @couldawouldashoulda50 @findapenny @justwanderingbutneverlost

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Morning Bliss

The morning sunlight seeped through the curtains, casting a gentle golden light across the bedroom where you and William lay entwined in each other's arms. It was a rare moment of tranquillity amidst the chaos of playoff season, and you were determined to savour it.

William had returned late the previous night, weary from the excitement of the game in Boston. But today was special—it was his birthday, a day of celebration and happiness. You had silently promised yourself not to mention his birthday until the outcome of the game was decided, as you didn't want to add any unnecessary pressure or dampen the mood if the Leafs were to face an exit from the playoffs. But fortunately, luck had been on their side, and the team emerged victorious.

As the gentle hum of your alarm clock filled the room, you shifted beside William, a playful grin forming on your lips. Careful not to disturb his slumber, you slipped out of bed to prepare the first meal of the day, approved by Margaret of course. Then returning with a tray filled with his favourite breakfast treats – Swedish pancakes, with cloudberry jam and cream, scrambled eggs, and bacon along with some fresh berries – you placed it on the empty side of the bed.

The scent of warm pancakes filled the air, mingling with the enticing aroma of freshly brewed coffee. And sensing movement, Pablo and Banksy, the two furry companions, stirred from their slumber at the foot of the bed, their tails wagging with excitement.

Then with a tender touch, you brushed a stray strand of hair from William's forehead, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on his cheek. "Time to rise and shine, birthday boy," you whispered softly.

Slowly, William began to stir, his eyes fluttering open as he caught the delightful scent wafting through the room. A lazy smile graced his lips as he took in the scene before him – the woman he adored, his beloved dogs, and a tray filled with breakfast delights.

"Morning," he murmured, his voice still laced with sleepiness as he sat up a little.

You chuckled softly, snuggling up beside him as you arranged the tray between you. "Happy birthday, Willy," you said, your words brimming with warmth and affection.

And together, you indulged in a leisurely breakfast in bed, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's company, which was enough to dispel any lingering drowsiness. With the morning sun casting its golden glow across the room, you couldn't help but feel thankful for this peaceful moment amidst life's chaos. As you stole glances at William, his eyes shining with joy, you realised that there was nowhere else you'd rather be than right here, celebrating the man who had captured your heart.

Home Comforts

As the morning gently shifted into early midday, you and William embraced the day with a serene sense of calm and satisfaction. Following a relaxed breakfast in bed, you both lingered beneath the covers, browsing Instagram reels and sharing soft laughter as you stumbled upon amusing memes and adorable puppy videos.

But then eventually, the call of the day grew stronger, and you rose from bed, leaving William to luxuriate in the warmth of the sheets for a little while longer, before he finally made his way out the door in his most comfort attire to take the dogs for a walk. 

Meanwhile, padding into the kitchen, you slowly began preparing a special lunch for him, one that would evoke memories of his childhood in Sweden—Swedish meatballs.

The comforting scent of sizzling meat and aromatic spices filled the kitchen as you worked, a nostalgic aroma that brought a smile to your face. Aware of William's fondness for these familiar flavours, you took delight in crafting them for him, aiming to provide a taste of home on his special day.

And as the meatballs simmered to perfection, you carefully set the table, adding thoughtful touches here and there to enhance the meal's charm. Then when William returned from his call with family and his leisurely stroll with the dogs, he was greeted by the tempting aroma of his favourite dish filling the air.

The joy that lit up his face upon entering the kitchen warmed your heart, his eyes brimming with happiness at the sight before him. "Swedish meatballs?" he exclaimed, his voice a mix of surprise and delight.

You nodded, a playful grin playing on your lips.

And together, you enjoyed yet another meal; a relaxed lunch, savouring each mouthful of the delicious food as you chatted and chuckled, relishing the simple pleasure of each other's company. With the sun still casting its warm glow around the room, you couldn't help but feel grateful for these moments together, celebrating the man you adored in the comfort of your own home.

Then later in the day, William headed off to some training and ice time, where his teammates briefly acknowledged his birthday amid their focused preparations for the upcoming game. However, upon returning home, he found a different kind of solace awaiting him—a sanctuary of tranquillity and affection where he could leave the demands of hockey behind and simply unwind.

Sensual Delights

Yet, as William crossed the threshold into your home, the fatigue from the day's training and ice time began to fade, replaced by a surge of excitement and anticipation. His senses sharpened as he caught sight of you, reclining on the table, naked and adorned with his other favourite delicacy—sushi.

A tangible tension filled the air, charged with desire and longing as William's gaze roamed over your figure, his heart quickening its beat. Relaxation was the furthest thing from his mind now, replaced by a different kind of hunger.

The dinner unfolded at a leisurely pace; each bite of sushi cherished with reverence as a sensual aura enveloped you both. Soft music floated through the room, the sultry melodies of Drake, The Weeknd, and Post Malone enhancing the seductive ambiance.

With each morsel of sushi, William alternated between eating and feeding you, the intimacy of the moment deepening the connection between you. His touch was tender yet possessive as he traced the curves of your body, his lips leaving a trail of kisses along your skin as he indulged in the feast before him.

But it was when his lips brushed against your bare core, drawing sweet moans of pleasure from your lips, that the intensity of the moment truly ignited. Slowly, teasingly, William trailed kisses up your body, savouring every inch of your skin as you exchanged smiles, laughter, and passionate kisses. Completely lost in a haze of desire, you surrendered to the sensations, your body responding eagerly to his touch as he worshipped you with his lips and tongue.

Time seemed to stand still as you immersed yourselves in each other, the outside world fading into insignificance as you luxuriated in the ecstasy of the moment. William was a master of diving into meals, and your cunt was just another perfect treat on the menu. The taste of your juices, mixed with the sweet sounds of your moans only had his mind boing wild.

And after a rather intense yet wonderful orgasm, you presented him with his birthday gifts, each one chosen with love and thoughtfulness. The designer watch he had longed for adorned his wrist, a symbol of your enduring love. And the small, framed photo of Pablo and Banksy, rendered in pop art style, brought a smile to his face, a reminder of the joy and companionship you shared.

Sweet Indulgence

With the lingering scent of sex in the air, you and William seamlessly transitioned from savouring dinner to indulging in dessert. The cake, a traditional Swedish recipe handed down from William's mother, tempted you both with its sweet fragrance filling the room.

Yet, this wasn't just about eating cake. With desire still smouldering between you, each bite became an intimate exchange, shared between lovers with a hunger that surpassed mere food.

As you fed each other morsels of cake, the sweetness of the icing blending with the saltiness of your skin, the line between indulgence and foreplay blurred. Occasionally, your lips met in fiery kisses, the taste of cake lingering as you explored each other's mouths with a passion born from desire.

But soon, William's lips found your skin once more, tracing kisses along your neck and collarbone with an intensity that left you breathless. With skilled expertise, he teased and tantalised your senses, his tongue creating patterns of bliss across your skin until you were lost in pleasure.

"Mmm, loved the cake, baby," he huskily hummed against your skin. "But how about I eat your cake..."

And then nother wave of pleasure surged through you as William's skilled mouth drove you to new heights of bliss. Lost in the moment, you surrendered to the sensations, your body responding eagerly to his touch as he brought you to another climax with his oral skills.

But even as you revelled in the afterglow, William's own desires burned fiercely within him, evident in his hardness. With a commanding growl, he guided you to the table, his need for a release clear as he claimed you with fervour, bending you over.

His thrusts were slow and deep, yet deliberate and passionate, each movement bringing you closer to the peak of ecstasy. The table beneath you rocked with the force of his movements, your moans mingling with his own primal sounds of pleasure.

Yet, it was when he spun you around and lifted you onto the table, his actions growing more urgent, that you sensed you were both nearing climaxes. With each thrust, he propelled you towards the pinnacle of pleasure, the intensity of the moment threatening to consume you.

And as you reached the peak together, your bodies entwined in a frenzy of passion, you couldn't help but chuckle softly at the irony of the situation. "Well, Happy Birthday to you," you whispered breathlessly, your voice filled with laughter and affection. "But it seems like I'm the one getting the presents."

As the echoes of pleasure dissolved into the air, you and William lay spent and breathless, savouring the aftermath of your passionate encounter. With a tender smile, you pressed a lingering kiss to his lips before gently disentangling yourselves.

Intimate Interlude

The warm cascade of the shower enveloped you both as you stood together, washing away the remnants of cake and indulgence. It was a tender moment, filled with gentle caresses and whispered words of affection, the intimacy between you deepening with each passing second.

Once dried and refreshed, you tackled the remaining tasks of the evening with a shared sense of purpose, the anticipation of what lay ahead lingering in the air like a sweet, intoxicating scent. With meals prepared and the kitchen tidied, you settled onto the sofa, ready to lose yourselves in one of William's beloved movies.

Yet, as the film played on, the gentle touches between you evolved into something more, desire and longing thickening the air. It was a hunger that pulsed between you, drawing you closer until your lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire within you both.

And with fervent kisses and roaming hands, you surrendered to the moment, consumed by passion and desire. The world around you faded as you explored each other with love and longing once again, the sound of your breath mingling with the rush of ecstasy as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment.

Even in the midst of passion, you kept your focus on the gift you wanted to give William on his special day. With tender kisses and whispered promises, you traced a path of gentle caresses down his body, leaving a trail of warmth until you reached your destination.

With anticipation building, you took his length into your mouth, your tongue expertly teasing and tantalising, driving him to the brink of pleasure. It was an unparalleled sensation, overwhelming him with ecstasy as he surrendered to the bliss of your touch.

And as he reached his climax, you eagerly embraced his release, relishing the taste of him on your tongue as you continued to show him your love and affection. It was a moment of pure joy, shared between two souls bound by an unbreakable bond.

With his release, you both knew it was time to retire to bed, mindful of the upcoming game. But as you nestled together beneath the covers, wrapped in each other's embrace, you found comfort in the knowledge that whatever tomorrow held, you would face it together, united in love and devotion.

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ANDREW GARFIELD

at the "Road to the Golden Globes" party at the Toronto International Film Festival 2024

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canadian girl summer core

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A shirtless Mitch Marner having fun at Tyson Barrie’s wedding eve party.

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decadence (iykyk) // toronto, canada // 2010 // ©

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Rema rocking Supreme for his Toronto release party 🇨🇦

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plleeeasseee i need more hockey and footyblr moots man :(( i fear i have strayed from my roots a bit too far 😞😞

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i've also chosen my graduation dress :) it was my great aunt's, it's velvet with greek columns on it. i think it'll be perfect