#Wine dine

[theeroticlover]

You, me, wine and the kisses 😚😚

[weirdowearingprada]

[jesusmyking2024]

Perfect evening 💫

[frownyalfred]

if you think about it, Alfred Pennyworth has the ultimate sleeper build. yes sometimes he huffs and puffs while dragging Bruce’s unconscious body around, but that man is still dragging like 225-245 lbs of dead weight on his own. that’s insane. Alfred has been training entirely on real-world tasks and activities to maintain Batfamily-adequate strength well into his older years. he’s probably ripped and lean as hell under the suits. no wonder we never see him shirtless. dude would be flexing that vascularity on everyone.

[sonagitalk]

au where ruby works at fine dining and there's a really annoying regular

weiss calls her rose, occasionally "ruby" in this really flirty voice when she's trying to convince ruby into something (usually not good)

ruby calls her "miss schnee" and nothing else.

[bunnyjesters]

dunning kruger effect

the next one

[pancakexcat]

Happy Wine and Dine registration day to all my Rundisney Friends and all who celebrate! I hope everyone got into the distances and races they were hoping for and made y’all some cute art to celebrate the day! 🍷🧀🍝

[the-posh-life]

[rin-hanarin]

He's got that irresistible Mysterious Italian Attachment Style(c) with social awkwardness sprinkled on top.

[userarmand]

ASSAD ZAMAN as Anish Sengupta — Hotel Portofino ◦ “Discoveries”

[vintagepromotions]

Cover of the wine list at the Bohemian Club, San Francisco (c. 1940).

[ioveiy]

idk if someone’s already said this but since we know tommy pays for this date, what if buck is like “wait i thought i owed YOU a beer” and tommy shrugs and goes “next time” but just… continues to do that so he can keep taking buck out on dates

[supremehavok]

muse: choso kamo

cw: oral (f and m receiving-it’s a 69 folks <3), porn without plot, f!reader, cum eating

a/n: it’s autumn and I just wanna stay in my bed and fuck choso I want so little in this life also this was only meant to be two small paragraphs I need to be restrained

I need you to just imagine having your knees planted on the comfiest bed ever, soft sheets, and a blanket that smells like fresh clean laundry. You’re bent over with your knees sinking into the mattress as your hand works over the throbbing stiff cock that Choso is practically feeding into your mouth as his hips stutter. Your tongue draws a wet line up the length of him, flicking around to circle the soft pink tip with a hunger that is being fueled by the way he is making out with your pussy as you lie on top of him. His head is shaking back and forth, velvety tongue creating slippery friction against your slit.

The weightlessness of your sensitive glistening lips resting in the shell of his tongue countering the warmth of your weight on top of him. Your naked chest and tummy mingling with the tautness of his hard muscles, feeling the ridges of his physique as you unconsciously rocked your body over his to get his face even deeper in your pussy than he was before. And he takes that signal and runs with it.

Choso throws his arms around your hips and forces you further down onto his mouth earning a small gasp from you they turn into more muffled noises of pleasure. Your mouth is stuffed with Choso’s cock, the taste of his precum lingering on the inside of your cheeks. The bobbing motion of your head continues as does the enveloping of his lips around your slit. The careful beating suction on your bundle of nerves makes you shudder. Your free hand gathers the fabric of the comforter as the other strokes his length at the base.

He’s so close you can feel it, feeling the tension in his thighs, the tightness of his hold around your hips. “It-it’s too much. Fuck, I can’t…,” he mewls as his head hits the pillows. His hand rubs tight circles on your clit as he shudders below you, goosebumps littering his pale skin as he cums. While Choso stirs in his ecstasy you lick the remnants of his orgasm up from his tip, and gentle swipes of your tongue coax him out of his trembling climax.

Even when he’s trying to catch his breath he never lets up the motion of his hand. In fact, as soon as he’s thinking clearly again he’s sitting up and going face-deep back into your cunt until you’re clawing at your sheets and physically have to separate yourself from him. I think it is safe to say that Choso will frequently, from this point on, ask to sixty-nine you.

[crossnamara]

true love

[culiehua]

[pollyna]

me back on my bullshit of timetravel? yep.

I need 88!Iceman going around the Naval Base as if he owns the whole fucking place and he is still the best of the best even in '22 not because it's that arrogant but because he just discovered his present self is married to one Pete Maverick Mitchell and daaaaamn the man has aged like fine wine. And he can be totally open about it, with not only his best friend but with the whole world. Wow.

It translates in punching Hangman in his face the moment they are out of the Naval Base, and having Slider having to pick him up from the ground to avoid having him hit the Naval aviator once again, Ice having a very short and sarcastic talk with Rooster about stuff that leaves Rooster in tears for the first time in ages and - most importantly in Ice's mind - wining and dining Mav so hard the man actually blushes. Because motherfucking Tom Kazansky can be the most charming human ever and now he has to chace to be that version of himself in every way he wants. And Mav can't help but love him a little more and in every single version of his husband.