#Volpe

[cuoreinsaziabile]

Il bello di avere a che fare con una piccola volpe, è il momento in cui dedice lei di rimanere con te

[praline1968]

Beau et heureux week-end ☀️

Have a good & happy weekend 🦊

[mattsunsdollie]

thinking about anthony volpe who overhears you singing juno by sabrina carpenter. the rhythm sounding sweet until he hear the lyrics coming out of your mouth. “wanna try out my fuzzy pink handcuffs?” and god he wished you did have handcuffs.

he doesn’t tell you he ordered them, when an amazon delivery shows up on your ring camera the following day you could never guess what’s inside. he can’t even hide his erection when you open the box, surprised with fuzzy handcuffs in your favorite color.

and when you’re on all fours with your hands handcuffed behind your back, he can’t help but think those were the best $12 he’s ever spent. seeing the contrast of the color on your smooth skin, the way you arch was more prominent. and did this seriously make you even wetter?

the way you moan more, he’s pulling new noises out of you. if you wanted to be restricted you could’ve said so. he doesn’t fail to notice the way you clench when he gives thrusts particularly hard. especially when he knows if you were uncuffed you would’ve ran and tried to push from the pleasure

“Gonna take everything I give you right?”

he’s taunting you in a way, because it’s not like you can run anyway. and when he grabs the cuff as a leverage to pull on he swears his view couldnt get better, until it did. the way your ass moves everytime you’re pulled back on him has him swearing he’s in heaven.

“Fuck look at that, wish you could see how good you look right now”

and you can only imagine, basically collapsed with your ass in the air fucking back on him. he’s so deep, mixed with how fast he’s fucking you, you come faster than you’ve ever done. your warm walls clamping down, almost inviting him to not pull out.he does thought just in time, slightly shooting on the cuffs

and don’t let him hear you singing the lyric, “wanna try some out freak positions?” because he’ll make you try every single one that pops up on google

[midnightsleepwalking]

[libero-de-mente]

Se sei un grappolo d'uva che si fa gli affari suoi sulla vite, ricorda che può sempre passare una volpe. Se questa volpe non arriva a te, in base alla sua personalità, potrà sempre dire che:

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è invidiosa dirà che, in fondo, non sei matura.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è narcisista, dirà che non sai quello che ti perdi.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è di razza Pirandello, dirà che porti una maschera.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è ansiosa, dirà che non produrrai buon vino ma ansia liquida.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è di razza Freud, dirà che tu ami tua madre, la vigna.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è manipolatrice, dirà che non è colpa della vite, che non è neanche colpa sua e quindi vedi tu chi rimane da colpevolizzare.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è egocentrica, dirà che sei tu quella che deve scendere dalla vite.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è bipolare, dirà che sei un'uva bellissima, succosissima e che... no, non vali niente e non vale la pena perdere tempo a vendemmiarti. Però se buonissima anche se fai schifo.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è delirante, dirà che sei un complotto. Che non esisti e sicuramente farai parte dei poteri forti.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è maschilista dirà che sei tr0i4.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è femminista dirà che sei tr0i4.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è Rosario Muniz dirà che sei un "bastaVdo".

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è depressa, dirà che non vale la pena cercare di raccoglierti. Che tanto ti lasceresti prendere dal primo che passa, che non ne vale la pena.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva soffre di dipendenza affettiva, dirà che starà accucciata buona buona sotto il ceppo della vigna. Aspetterà che sia tu a scendere. Puoi anche decidere di marcire e spiaccicarti sulla sua testa, andrebbe comunque bene.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è narcisista dirà che sei meravigliosa. Ma non abbastanza da avere le sue attenzioni, quindi per essere all'altezza cerca di cadere velocemente nelle sue fauci.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è ossessiva, passerà tutti i giorni a controllarti. Si chiederà se davvero sei così succosa, magari sei acerba e fingi. Ti scruterà per vedere se hanno usato antiparassitari, se sei bio oppure ogn. Comunque vada... mmmh, non si fida.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva soffre di panico, arriverà di corsa tutti i giorni per vedere se sei ancora lì. Appesa. La paura che qualcuno ti abbia colta è viva ogni giorno. Quando se ne va ti guarda come se fosse l'ultima volta, del domani non c'è certezza.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è sociopatica, passa senza darti molto peso. Ripassa facendo finta di nulla, se si ferma a osservarti lo fa con disgusto. Credo che ti odi.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è stressata, ti chiederà informazioni dettagliate. Se sei nebbiolo o cabernet, se la tua resa è migliore dell'uva del vitigno confinante. Se si sbagliasse e non sei la più buona? Se le sue aspettative venissero deluse? Niente. Si butta sulla Nutella.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è xenofoba, dirà che vuole l'uva autoctona, preferisce il Moscato Bianco al Cabernet Sauvignon. Vuole il blocco navale attorno ai vitigni.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è social dipendente, si fa un selfie con te e lo posta su Facebook. Poi lo condivide su Instagram. Ti chiede l'amicizia. poi te la toglie. Te la richiede. Poi ti blocca. Ti sblocca e ti tagga in venti frasi filosofiche prese dall'università della strada. Ti scrive in chat, tutti i giorni. Anche nelle chat di C6 che non usi da vent'anni.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è Chuck Norris, scendi tu di corsa dalla vite. Prima che con un pugno ti faccia rotolare giù.

- Se la volpe che non arriva all'uva è Ken il guerriero, sei un'uva morta ma non lo sai ancora... huatà!

[andywayswhatever]

yank ees PEAK!? ??! ??!

drew these in italy to celebrate clinch

[bonjaevuztal]

Seeing the stars !

Anthony Volpe x Fem reader!

summary: the idea of having an evening picnic in your backyard seemed like a great idea, especially if it was to see the stars.

Warning(s): smut, +18, oral sex, dirty talk

Word count: 2.8k

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For many days you had wanted to have a romantic date with Anthony, you wanted to go on a picnic with him but it hadn’t been possible because he was too busy going to training, also going to games in different cities that didn’t leave him much time to go out with you, he wanted to spend more time with you but the activities he had in the regular season made it a little complicated.

Before he went to training, you both had breakfast together and talked as usual, then the conversation came up about making a plan for the night, while thinking about what you could do, you got a notification on your phone, that night would be a starry night, that gave you the idea of having a night picnic in the backyard of the house.

It was something simple, quick, romantic for both and it was in the comfort of your home, you told him about this idea you had and he thought it was perfect, you made a quick list of what you could use, in the blink of an eye you had what you were going to do together tonight.

You prepared everything you had put on the list, all the snacks you had both thought of were already ready, the blanket you would lay out with him you already had it, everything you planned with him was already there, you were just waiting for it to be time for Anthony to get home so you both could set up the picnic in the backyard.

You were anxious all day waiting for it to be evening to spend quality time with Anthony, you were so excited about the evening picnic, you wondered how both never thought of that... you were so excited.

Finally night had fallen, and you were on the couch anxiously waiting for Anthony's arrival, you had put on a little make up and a very pretty short floral dress, because it was getting a little hot that night.

When you were checking everything in the kitchen you heard the sound of keys outside the house, you automatically knew it was Anthony who had arrived, you ran to peek out and saw him standing with his back to you closing the door.

"I've arrived honey" he said closing the door.

"I was already waiting for you" you smiled when you saw him and went to him to give him a hug and a little kiss on the cheek, he was freshly showered and you could feel his cologne that you loved to smell so much on him.

"I came as fast as I could to see you and have our picnic" he said holding your waist in his arms and looking at you intently. "By the way, you look very beautiful as always, I like the dress you have on today" he said releasing you to make you turn and look at you from head to toe.

"I've wanted to wear this dress for a long time and today I finally found the occasion to wear it" you smiled. "Well, let's start setting up our picnic" you told him as you took his hand.

"Okay, let's go before the time is up."

"By the way, how was today's game?" you asked him as you walked with him to the kitchen to move things to the yard.

"Hmm, it was a good game, we won, we had some tough innings but at the end we won," he said as he grabbed the basket and other things that were on the table. "The guys did a good job today."

Both took everything out of the kitchen and headed out to the big backyard they had at home, started setting up the picnic, put the big blanket on the grass, put the basket on top of the blanket and started taking everything out until it was all set up.

You felt happy to see the picnic you both had made and started to enjoy what you had prepared, you made little sandwiches, there was a cake, you made strawberries with cream among other foods that were on the blanket.

Both were sat down and started to have a chat while you were eating, were having a romantic moment and enjoying it a lot because lately it was difficult for Anthony to have time for this kind of things, it wasn’t that he left you neglected or he didn't give you time to be together.

On the contrary, the little time he could spend with you, he took advantage of it at home, but it was not the same to spend the night before going to sleep or having conversations in the morning than having this kind of time together, going on dates, going to the cinema from an occasional time or having a picnic in the countryside.

You didn't complain about the short time you were living together now, you completely understood why that was, it wasn't because Anthony didn't want to, it was because his schedule didn't allow it now and you understood it, since you started dating with him you knew what it meant to be with someone who plays in the big leagues and even more if it was for a team like the Yankees.

After eating and spending some time chatting, you cleaned the blanket so you could lie down on the blanket and look at the immense starry sky, when both left everything spotless you snuggled into each other, while looking at the sky you continued with their little conversations.

"I'm so happy… we finally had time for this" you told him as you were leaning against his chest looking up at the stars.

"I'm happy to be with you too, to be able to have such an intimate moment with you, I know it's hard for us to date or go out for walks now, I know it's hard for you, I don't want you to think that I'm neglecting you or that I'm leaving you aside" he said softly as he caressed one of your hands and your hair. “I don't want you to feel lonely, okay? I will always do my best to spend as much time with you as possible.”

You felt your heart beating because of the confession he made to you, you didn't feel lonely but sometimes you missed him a lot when he goes to different cities and you can't go with him but as you had reflected before, you understood him completely, you understood why sometimes he couldn't be with you all the time.

"I won't deny you that sometimes it's hard for me not to spend time with you" you said getting up and sitting in front of him. "I understand the reasons why sometimes you don't have time to being with me, I don't want to be selfish with you, I just want us to keep loving each other as always, I don't want us to drift apart" you said looking him in the eyes while taking his hands.

"I just want you to know that I love you more than anyone, it is difficult for me to be far away from you when I have to go to other cities and I promise you that we will never be far away, you're the one I love the most in this world" he said approaching you and giving you a kiss on the lips.

"I love you so much too, you're the one I love the most in this world" you kissed him back "by the way! We haven't eaten the strawberries and cream yet" you said as you got up to bring the strawberries and sat back down near him, you started to eat the strawberries when something popped into your head.

You took one of the strawberries, removed the leaves from the top and filled it with cream, then put it between your lips and moved closer to Anthony so he could take it between his and you could both take a bite at the same time.

Anthony understood immediately and took a bite, you did the same thing about 3 times and in the last time, when you finished eating the strawberry you started kissing, at first it was quiet and tender kisses but as you continued kissing and tasting each other's lips, the kisses started to get more intense.

You could feel the passion in the kisses you were giving each other, both without hesitation began to battle with their tongues, giving each other wetter kisses; Suddenly he laid you on the blanket getting on top of you, there you took the opportunity to stick him more to you by wrapping your arms around his neck.

As you kissed Anthony's hands traveled all over your body but at one point one of his hands became more focused on caressing your left leg, squeezing your thigh and lifting almost to your hip your dress.

You both broke apart for a moment to catch a breath from how agitated you were from almost eating each other's mouths but Anthony couldn't hold back any longer and moved his kisses down to your neck, then he kept moving down to the neckline of your dress, lightly kissing your breasts and down to your thighs, he was giving you lots of wet kisses on both thighs that made you tremble.

In that moment he asked you for permission to open your legs and you without thinking twice you accepted, that man had you crazy already. When he asked you permission to open your legs you knew what he was going to do.

He pulled your dress up to your abdomen, exposing the entire upper part of your body, he appreciated from your hips to your thighs, legs and your panties, casually when you put on your dress you decided to wear only panties, now you were thankful you did that.

When he pulled up your dress, he kissed you again on your abdomen and down to your panties, kissing your pussy over your panties, he went back down to your thighs giving licks and little kisses to both of you, you stood up slightly leaning your body on your elbows watching everything Anthony was doing while you were panting gently, you watched as he kissed from your abdomen, your hips and your thighs warmly, always carefully, when at that you watched as he slowly pulled down your panties between your legs, exposing your wet pussy to him.

When he saw your legs wide open and your pussy all he did was moisten his lips as if he were looking at some special dessert.

"let me eat you my pretty girl" he said with his voice already hoarse as he looked at you and caressed your thighs tickling you gently.

“uhum..." was the only thing that came out of your mouth while you were looking at him attentively at the expressions he was making, he brought his face close to one of your thighs and was caressing it and kissing it, then you saw his brown eyes that now had turned dark and his hands were caressing you very gently. "eat me baby" you said giving him your approbation.

He didn't make you wait a second when he put your legs on his shoulders, he kissed and licked your thighs again to continue torturing you until he finally went down to your pussy, he started with kisses and little licks around the folds of your pussy, until he couldn't take it anymore and started to eat you with a lot of hunger.

He was delighting in your taste, he was fascinated to have his mouth on your pussy and you loved to feel how he ate you and made you sigh, you could feel how his tongue explored every part of your pussy, how he made his way to each of your folds, you could feel his warm breathing in every lick he gave, it seemed as if he was eating some ice cream or something, he was very concentrated in what he was doing.

Then he started sucking and licking your clit, there you felt like you were going to lose your mind at any moment, you felt how his tongue moved in circles on your clit, then with his fingers he gently caressed your folds that were slippery from all your juices and the saliva that Anthony has been leaving from so much licking you.

You felt so good, you felt in heaven as you felt Anthony eating you so good, you felt his tongue go back down from your clit to your already dripping entrance, you covered your mouth immediately as you felt a loud moan escape from your mouth as you felt his tongue push into your entrance slightly, he was fucking you with his tongue over and over again while with his thumb he was gently rubbing your clit, at that point he stopped and went back to licking around your pussy, you felt how he started to suck all your juices and increased the rhythm of his mouth, his tongue was hitting you so well that it was driving you crazy.

You were writhing from how horny he was making you, you leaned back on your elbows and watched as Anthony was totally focused on giving you the best, your pussy was totally dripping, it was soaked with your juices and Anthony's saliva, it was so dripping that when Anthony started to suck uncontrollably on your pussy he was making such obscene sounds with his mouth and tongue that it made you afraid that all your neighbors would hear you.

"A-Ant..." your voice cracked because how excited you were. "People are going to hear us" you said blushing and with your voice low.

"I don't give... a fuck... if they hear us" he said without stopping giving you attention. "I don't care if they hear me as I eat my princess's delicious wet pussy so damn well" he said softly looking you in the eyes after he stopped licking for a moment to take a breath. "how delicious it tastes hmm" he licked the remnants of your fluids that were slipping from your reddish folds and went back to what he was doing.

When he put his head between your legs again, he went back to his work but hungrier than before, he moved his tongue up and down, he sucked every inch of you without letting a drop of your juice escape, you just tried not to make noise while you writhed and arched your back, gasped softly or there were times where you had to cover your mouth not to let out a scream.

At that point you couldn't stand it anymore and put your right hand on Anthony's head, you pressed more his mouth on your pussy, you wanted to feel it even more, you raised your hips a little and ground your pussy in his mouth while he kept working with his tongue without stopping, you felt how he gently pressed your clit between his lips and you arched your back and rolled your eyes, that thing had made you shudder, your pussy was throbbing and you felt like you were going to cum at any moment.

You kept grinding your pussy in his mouth while he was sucking on your clit, you looked down to see Anthony and you both made eye contact. "oh fuck" you blurted out as you saw how sexy he looked between your legs eating you out, you grinding your pussy in his mouth, seeing his reddish lips with your fluids dripping from him down to his chin, his hair tousled and now making eye contact made that very exciting.

"you are so naughty baby" he said pulling away from your pussy a little, giving you little licks "you have me grinding my mouth on your delicious pussy" he said smiling naughtily.

He was enjoying himself and he was also very horny, he had a big erection but that didn't matter to him right now, the important thing for him was to satisfy only you.

"oh god" you sighed as you tousled Anthony's hair as you kept grinding your pussy in his mouth, you felt him turn up the intensity again in his licks that were making your legs tremble, at any moment you felt like you were going to cum in his mouth.

"so good, so delicious" said Anthony squeezing your thighs, you didn't understand how he didn't get tired, the movement of his tongue made you literally see the stars, you threw your head back and looked at the sky that was totally starry, you were panting and squeezing one of your tits while he continued with his work.

Suddenly you felt how Anthony put two of his fingers into your pussy and started to penetrate you with them many times, he sucked your clit and put his fingers in without stopping, your thighs were now trembling so much on his shoulders, then his fingers went in so deep that they touched your g-spot.

"Ah!" you let out a loud moan as you felt you were about to cum "I'm going to cum baby" you gasped and Anthony pulled his fingers out to get back to work with his tongue.

As he licked up and down, you couldn't stand it anymore with his thumb he started making circles on your swollen clit. "oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" you said no longer caring if the neighbors heard you. "oh shit baby you eat me so fucking good" you said and he got a smile on his face.

"damn" you said helplessly as you suddenly cum hard in his mouth, you squirmed as you felt your fluids sliding into your entrance and as Anthony took over enjoying and being able to swallow your fluids, he tasted everything and loved doing it.

"what a delicious juice, i love it" he said with a smile after having cleaned and swallowed every drop that was in your pussy, he raised his head and you saw how he licked his swollen lips removing the remains that were in them, then you lowered with difficulty your legs trembling from his shoulders still panting after having cum.

"oh fuck... you've never eaten me like that in a long time, I'd forgotten your tongue could do that" you said with difficulty catching your breath and you just watched him smile.

"I did it to remind you" he said teasing you as he moved closer to you and gave you a kiss on the lips asking to taste some of your fluids, at that you lowered your gaze to his pants and saw how his erection was showing.

"I think someone needs help" you said laughing sarcastically and bit your lip slightly.

"now you want your round with me?" he said laughing.

"aham..." you told him as you knelt down and leaned into his pants without warning him.

"wow wow" he said surprised and smiling.

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[sigitheunicorn]

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[pascalkirchmair]

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[skingdomtattoo]

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[robertocastigliaphotography]

" Incontro ravvicinato " Castelvecchio Calvisio in notturna . Abruzzo , Italy.

[mattsunsdollie]

Preferred Ending

Anthony Volpe x Fem!Reader

Description: A night out with your best friend won’t change the directory of your relationship, until it does.

MDNI

SMUT 18+

When you first met Anthony you would’ve never imagined that you two would be best friends. The day you two met, which was through a mutual friend’s birthday dinner, you had spoken a max of three times throughout the night. However, constantly seeing him when hanging out with said mutual friends led to you two being inseparable.

It seemed like over night you two became attached at the hip. If Anthony wanted bagels from this place he saw on Tik Tok, you were always going. Actually, for any errand or outing Anthony wanted to do you were always included. Eventually hanging out four times a week turned into every day.

Your friends asking you if there was anything going on between you two, because why else would you spend that much time with a man you’re not romantically interested in? However you constantly reassured your friends and family you two were not dating.

Yet, it seemed like out of the blue you realized how attractive he was. Sure, when you two had gone out girls would break their necks to look at him, but you never saw him that way. And then you did, and once you did, all hell broke loose.

The veil over your eyes was removed and it seemed like every time you two hung out it felt like more than just friends. Now you understood why everyone questioned you, but, you two were just friends. You couldn’t say he liked you just because he treated you with respect and was a great best friend to you.

But sometimes the lines got blurry, like tonight. He texted you asking if you were doing anything later, and of course you weren’t on a Friday night, planning on studying for an upcoming exam. You replied explaining what you planned on doing, but if he wanted to come over he could.

He quickly explained the team was having a dinner and he could bring a plus one, and wanted you to go. You eagerly said you would go, a plus one is technically like a date right? Laying on your back you feel your phone buzzing, he was calling you. “Why do you do that Ant? You send a message then want to finish the convo over call?”

He chuckles and you’re sure he has that stupidly cute smile plastered on his face. “Oh stop it, you love it. But I was wondering if you wanted to be color coordinated? My tie is going to be a champagne color” and you began to swing your legs, excitement filling your body.

“Yeah I do, I’ll wear that then. One less thing to stress about” biting your lip, you fantasized about how your preferred ending of the night would be. “Stop stressing it’s not good for you. I’ll come around 8 to pick you up, it’s not to far from your place”

You shared your goodbyes and you quickly got up to began prepping for the event. You felt like a teenage girl, all giddy over a silly one sided crush.

Before you knew it, it was 7:56 and you hear Anthony’s car revving outside. You take a look in the mirror one last time and admire yourself. The long champagne dress accentuated your curves, and the open back made your back look delicious.

Spraying yourself with your perfume for one last time, for safety measures, you turned off all the lights. Opening the front door, you take the elevator down to the lobby of your apartment. You see Anthony at the desk, suit hugging him in all the right places.

“You ready” you say wrapping your arm around his mid-section. His hand lays on-top of yours as he quickly finishes the conversation he was having with the security guard. Turning around after wishing the man a goodnight he hugs you, “You look great” hands lingering on your hips.

“You don’t look too bad yourself” you tease as you play with the tie. “Let’s go before we’re late and don’t get let in” he says, and he places your hand on his bicep. “Those heels might look good, but I know they can’t be comfortable. Hold me when you walk” and you can’t help realize how much of a couple you two look like.

The car ride is filled with laughter and jokes about what you expect to happen tonight. Before you know it you arrive to a fancy steak house, and Anthony pulls up in front of the vallet stand. He makes his way to your door, opening it and offering you a hand.

You gladly grab it and adjust your dress once fully standing. Sneaking your hand around his bicep again you two begin walking in the restaurant. It’s filled with dim lights and chatter. The hostess quickly leads you both to the room rented out, and it’s filled with the players and their plus one, if they brought one.

He introduces you to the members one by one, and when you get to Giancarlo’s he says “Anthony you didn’t say you had a girlfriend, let alone a very pretty one” and you cant help but blush. “We’re uh not dating” you say and you feel Anthony’s arm twitch under your hand.

Did he not want you to correct his teammate? Giancarlo’s looks at Anthony,” A shame, I never thought a woman like you would be single” and then he goes to his designated seat. There is a shift in the atmosphere but it’s not an awkward one, just yet.

Anthony finds the assigned seat for you both, and you’re in between Giancarlo and Anthony. Crossing your legs after you take a seat you wait for Aaron to make a speech toast reflecting on the season.

However, once he does start the speech you’re too distracted trying to read Anthony’s mood. He seemed upset, but there was nothing to be angry over. You placed your hand on his back, and he looked at you and gave you a warm smile.

Once the toast was finished conversation bloomed throughout the room. Anthony constantly keeping you occupied in hopes Giancarlo’s wouldn’t try to start a conversation with you, but eventually he would.

“Ant let the girl breathe, you probably see her multiple times a week” Giancarlo’s said, you could only awkwardly laugh. Anthony kept quiet, realizing he did seem like he was hogging you and not allowing others to talk to you.

Feeling the tension you dismissed yourself to the bathroom, trying to give them alone time to talk about whatever led to this. Clearly it worked because when you came back it seemed like everything was back to normal.

The drinks flowing you could tell Anthony was enjoying himself, not having a lot of chances to let loose. “How many is that Ant?” you asked sweetly, touching his hand that was around the beer bottle.

“3rd one, last one too don’t worry. I know I need to drive” he said. “If you want I’ll drive it’s okay” and with that you became the designated driver. It seemed like a light switched off inside Anthony’s head, he realized he could actually relax and let loose, and he definitely did.

Many drinks later you were practically dragging him back to his car. Arm around your waist he was blabbering about how much he liked the song that was playing. The vallet employee brought out Anthony’s car and you carefully sat him down in the passenger side. Leaning inside the car you buckled him in, and then he leaned in. Kissing your cheek, mumbling something about your perfume and how perfect you looked.

Reminding yourself he was drunk and didn’t understand what he was doing you shut the door and got into the drivers seat. Unbuckling your heels you placed them gently on the back seat, and began to drive to your apartment.

The car ride was anything but silent, in fact Anthony touched on about 15 topics in the span of 20 minutes. When you finally got to your building you parked his car and looked inside the trunk to see if there were any other shoes you could use so you wouldn’t have to walk barefoot.

Anthony of course noticing stepped out the car, stumbling asking if you were okay, and you explained. He took off his shoes right there and made you wear them. “Lean on me okay, you’re gonna be in bed in under 5 minutes” you say leading him inside the building.

The same security guard Anthony spoke to earlier was laughing at the state he was in. Once you finally made it into your apartment you sat him on your couch, “Stay right there I’m going to get you water and pills” and he listened.

You handed him a water bottle and two advils which he gladly took. You made your way to your bedroom and prepared your bed for him to sleep in, you would sleep in the couch. Changing into pijamas you went back to the living room.

“Anthony come on let’s get you to bed” holding your hands out and he walks letting you lead. He sits on your bed, and stays still for a moment. “I’m going to sleep in the living room, if you need anything come get me” you say as you grab your pillow.

“Not fair to you, sleep here. I promise I’ll go right to sleep” he begged. It seemed tempting but you knew better, it would be awkward tomorrow morning. Except he was persistent, continuing to ask and ask.

“Fine, but hurry up and put the shirt and pants I left out for you so we can sleep” you say pointing to the clothes he had once left behind. Taking off his suit jacket he hiccuped, “Don’t sleep with a shirt. And help with the tie please” he asked seemingly annoyed he couldn’t rip it off.

Sitting on the bed you loosen the tie and slip it over his head and he just stares at you. He gestures with his head to his button down, shaky hands reach his chest and you unbutton the shirt. It’s innocent, you think, he’s too drunk to do it himself.

He throws his shirt to some corner of your room, along with his pants and he finally slips on the sweatpants you laid out. You try not to stare but the scene just looks, domestic, like you’re playing house with him.

By the time you’re back in your room from brushing your teeth and face he’s knocked out under the covers. You quietly slip under the covers and turn to your side, face away from him.

What you didn’t expect was to wake up on his chest, legs tangled and his hand on your lower back. The sun beaming through the curtains is what originally woke you up. However once you started stretching and feeling another body next to you is what really woke you up.

Your eyes widen, you slowly move from under his touch. He was slightly snoring above you which meant you didn’t wake him. You shut the bedroom door and started your morning, he would wake up eventually and would want food.

After freshening up you started brewing coffee, and you heard the bathroom door shut signaling he was up. He walked out of your bedroom, sweats hanging dangerously low on him, no shirt and his messy short hair.

“Don’t ever let me drink again” he said, voice sounding deeper than ever. “I thought I took care of you pretty good” you reply pouring coffee. He stands behind you, resting his forehead on your shoulder.

Deciding to see if you can get a glimpse of his true feelings you turn around, “You’re a clingy drunk you know? Didn’t even let me sleep on the couch” Now he’s looking worried “You slept with me?” He questions

“Well, you wouldn’t take no for an answer.” crossing your arms trying to read his expression. “Did I say anything crazy last night?” he’s looking everywhere but your eyes. “Depends on what you define crazy as” and you look at his lips then his eyes and back to his lips.

He starts rambling about how he’s sorry and he hopes whatever he said doesn’t ruin your friendship, and even though it’s close to noon it’s too early to be hearing his nervous rambling. So you grab his chain and pull him in, shutting him up finally.

It takes him a second to get out of shock, but once he’s grounded his hands are on your hips. The kiss starts off slow and sweet, but as his hands explore your body it turns heated very quickly. Pulling you close to him, you can feel his chest and stomach through your thin cotton pijamas.

Pulling back to catch your breath you see the tent in his sweatpants. You grab the strings of his joggers and pull him back into the bedroom. Laying him down, you get on top of him. Kissing his cheek, corner of his mouth before beginning to go down. You don’t miss the way he tries to catch your lips and give you a real kiss, and all you can do is giggle.

Your soft hands lightly push his head to lay flat on the pillow. Kissing down his neck, lightly nipping just enough to give the sensation of a hickey without the mark. His adam’s apple bobs as he try’s to contain himself and not buck up onto your ass that’s sitting directly on his erection. Leaving a trail of wet kisses from his collarbone down to his v-line, you situate your self between his legs.

You look up at him and kiss his erection, that is still being hidden by the sweats and boxers. Your hands grab the waist band of the sweats and begin to pull it down and off of him. And if you thought the tent looked big you weren’t prepared to see it in the boxers.

“Can I take it off?” you ask, looking up at him through your lashes. “Fuck, yeah. Yes, please” he stammers out, and you comply. Pulling back the plaid boxers, and the erection slightly hits his stomach. Your soft hands grab it and you can see his stomach muscles tense up. Your thumb traces the veins, then rub the slit back and forth, seeing all of the precum that leaked out.

You spit on the tip, watching as it slowly travels to to base. Kissing the tip you finally wrap your lips around it and you could see Anthony’s fist tighten around the sheets. Sticking your tongue under his base while more of his length enters your mouth. Looking up at him you cup the balls, moving them around in your soft palm. And that’s what sets him off, bucking into your mouth.

You gag and pull up, a string of saliva attaching you to the tip. Stroking it, but mainly focusing on the tip you kiss the base. “Look so pretty like this” his hand reaching your hair, grabbing it lightly and pushing your head back to his shaft.

Laughing before you take it in your mouth once more, bobbing your head up and down. Moans escaping his mouth as the tip reaches the back of your throat. Releasing him with a popping sound you rest the side of your face on his thigh.

Still stroking him you just stare at him, “Bigger than what I imagined” you say as you tighten your hand around him. “Y-yeah? Thought I had a shrimp dick?” he pokes fun. You can’t help but laugh, he was still his goofy self.

“Mm no, just didn’t think you’d be this thick” as wrap both hands around and put the tip back in your mouth. Hands rotating and moving up and down while your lips suck on the tip. “Oh fuck, don’t stop baby” he says holding your head in place.

“W-wait shit. Fuck get up, gonna come” and he pulls your hands off just in time. He’s panting and you can’t help but bite your lip at how sexy he looks. The tip is angrily red, slightly twitching from denying an orgasm.

He sits up, hands grabbing your pajamas. His tongue immediately finds yours, exploring and fighting with your own. His hands unbutton the pajama top and eventually push it down, leaving you completely exposed. Perked nipples greet him, and he breaks the kiss to suck and play with them.

“Don’t want to wait anymore, please Ant” you moan back arching as he toys with you. You remove your pajama pants and lay flat on your back. “Do you have condoms?” he asks stroking himself as he completely removes your panties.

“Uh I think there’s one in the left night stand” you say. He rips the rubber like a pro and slides the condom on. He taps your entrance and the slick sounds should make you embarrassed, you were completely soaked from sucking him off.

“Who’s got you this wet baby?” he asks, pushing up and down your folds. Bucking trying to get more you moan out “O-only you”

And it feels like heaven when he first pushes the head in, the tightness from no prep was evident- but the wetness allowed him to sink in. Gripping the back of your thighs you raise your neck to look at where you both connect. And it looked just as good as it felt.

From the stretch alone you feel like you could cum. “Fu-I’m sorry I’m not gonna last long. Shit, feels so good” he says letting his head fall back as he’s fully in. “I- fuck, I’m not either”

He slowly pulls and then pushes back in. The tip hitting your spongy g-spot, causing moans to fly out of your mouth. “Please baby, go f-faster, need it” and his eyes are on yours.

Your brows furrowed as you try to hold out, sensitive from not being touched in a while. He’s thrusting harder and faster, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. “Look at me baby, c’mon.” he says but the pleasure is so overwhelming.

Pushing himself all the way in he pauses and you cry out, “Hey, look at me. I need to see those pretty eyes” he groans when he feels you tighten around him.

Opening your eyes you see him, a light layer of sweat on his body. And he starts thrusting, picking up the pace where he left off. “T-tell me you -fuck. Tell me you love me” he groans out, head slightly falling back.

The coil snapping as he toys with your clit, “I love you so much, please. Oh my god” you cry out as you come all over him. The tightness of your walls pushes him over the edge, spilling into the condom.

“Love you so- so fucking much” he moans, fucking out his orgasm. You’re both panting, but other than that there is a comfortable silence.

He pulls out and you slightly wince. He lays next to you, turning his head to look at you. “I meant it, I love you, a lot” he confesses.

Supporting yourself on your elbow, you kiss his chest. “I was hoping you’d say that” and he can’t hide the smile on his face. Months of hoping you’d end up together was worth it.

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aaron smut should be posted some time this week. i loved the friends to lover theme w anthony i think it’s really fitting 🤭

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キツネ

狐（きつね）は、イヌ科キツネ属に分類される動物です。日本を含むアジアやヨーロッパ、北米など、世界中に広く生息しています。鋭い感覚と知性を持ち、優れた狩猟能力を備えています。主に小動物や昆虫、果実などを食べます。種類によって大きさや毛色の違いはありますが、一般的に細長い体とふさふさの尾が特徴的です。人間との関わりも深く、世界各地の神話や民話に登場し、知恵や狡猾さの象徴として描かれることも多いです。日本では特に親しまれており、神社の使いとして崇められたり、妖怪のイメージで語られたりもします。また、狐の毛を使った毛筆や、狐の面を使った伝統芸能など、文化的な影響も与えています。

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Quando la volpe non arriva all'uva dice che è peripatetica, che l'hanno assaggiata in tanti.

La volpe dice anche che l'uva è inferiore, incapace quindi inutile cercare di arrivarci.

Dice che sicuramente è raccomandata e che si sa qual è il motivo.

Quando la volpe non arriva all'uva dice che non ne vale la pena, perché senza sapore.

Dice che può prendersela quando e come vuole, ma non oggi. Perché la volpe crede che quando lo vorrà con la forza otterrà tutto.

La volpe dice che l'uva è brutta, grassa, acerba, aspra, fasulla, troppo truccata, finta, rifatta, bastarda, ingrata, bugiarda, stupida, piatta, insulsa, bassa, alta, pelle e ossa, che ha un brutto carattere o senza cuore.

Tutto questo lo dice la volpe, una specie particolare di volpe: quella che non ci arriva, perché quella volpe non è all'altezza.

ph Ana Cav (credo)