#and a wall-mounted television. warm colors

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The Secret Nap Room

fem*Reader x Bang Chan

*WARNING*

contains: p n v, sex, unprotected sex, kissing, TENSION, straight up delulu, grinding, oral (fem receiving), I'm sure I missed something; let me know in the comments.

WC: 2.9k

****

“Well…” he paused, searching for the right words, “I’m just worried that these late nights are starting to take a toll on you.”

You looked up at him, your brow slightly furrowed in thought. “Chan, it’s okay. Honestly, I could say the exact same thing about you,” You replied, your voice steady yet tinged with concern.

He scratched the back of his head, a habit he had when he felt uneasy. “Still,” he murmured, glancing away as if the weight of his words was too much to bear.

You sighed, recognizing his persistent worry. “Fine, fine. The next time you think I should head home,” You said, rolling your eyes playfully, “I promise I’ll listen.”

*********

You yawed for the nth time today, the late night really taking its toll. “That’s it; you're going home,” Chan barged into your office. 

“But-“ you protested, but he was already shutting your laptop and spinning your chair. 

“No buts. Home,” he insists. 

“Just this one last thing. “You attempt to turn your chair, but he’s already had enough. 

He sighs, “If you want things done, ya gotta do it yourself.” 

Suddenly, you feel the air under your feet, and Chan’s arms swing you over his shoulder. “CHAN!” your arms thrash over his back. “Put me down now or else!” but your threats are coated with laughter, having no effect on him. 

You realize that thrashing won't help anymore, so you allow Chan to carry you wherever he takes you. Eventually, he sets you on your feet and turns you around to face a door.

It's the room. His secret room.

The secret nap room. 

When he noticed how many late nights he was logging into the studio, he transformed this room into a personal sanctuary. Now, it is his secret lair, a hidden retreat filled with food, comfy chairs, and even a bed. He ensured everyone knew NOT to enter his secret room, and he kept that up… until now.

When you don’t take the hit to walk in, Chan reaches over your shoulder to open the door for you. 

It's so…cozy, you think. To say the least, it wasn’t what you were expecting. The atmosphere is warm and inviting, creating a sense of immediate comfort. Plush pillows in a delightful mix of colors—rich reds, deep blues, and sunny yellows—are scattered across the floor and piled high against the headboard of the already pulled-out bed, which is draped with a soft, inviting comforter that promises restful nights.

Directly opposite the bed, a sleek, flat-screen television is mounted on the wall, its surface glinting softly in the light. In the far corner, a charming wooden shelf stands stacked with an eclectic assortment of books and notebooks, their spines varying in color and texture. Some are well-loved, their pages dog-eared from repeated readings, while others are fresh. 

You diligently walk into the room, your eyes searching every little object that decorates the room. You are so distracted by all the little things around every corner that you don’t think you will find Chan walking beside you, folding back the comforter. “Wha-”

“Get in,” he insists. 

A chuckle leaves your lips. " You must really like me,” your hands beckon to the room. “I mean, first you're worried about me, then you take me to YOUR secret nap room, now you're making sure I’m tucked in? What's next? You're gonna kiss me goodnight,” You throw out a lighthearted joke, expecting to see Chan’s face scrunch up in that familiar way, but instead, he remains stone-faced. There’s an intensity in his gaze as if he is bracing himself for something. It feels as if he’s not just listening; he’s determined. 

His head nods to the bed again, and all you can do is sigh. “I’m not getting into bed; I’m not getting into YOUR bed.” you emphasize each “your,” you say because it is HIS bed, this is HIS safe space, and your HIS manager. You should be worried about him, not the other way around. 

“Are you really gonna make me carry you again?” he sighs, and that's when you notice his stance. He stands like he stands for Stay, his shoulder stretched broad to show off his defined chest. His legs are slightly spread, giving that dominating look he loves so much. His tongue pokes out his cheek, a habit that both you and Stay have come to love. 

He makes you swallow thickly. All of a sudden, your clothes become like fire to your skin. You don’t even notice when you lick your lips until Chan catches you, “Unless you want more than just a kiss goodnight,” his voice grows two actives lower. 

Your eyes snap to his “I- I’m sor- I wasn’t.” 

“It's okay. I wouldn’t be where I am today if I couldn't take a few people staring at me.” 

“Ha! Yea,” you laugh lightheadedly.

“But! Back to the task at hand,” he pauses, stepping closer to you. “What will it take to get you into bed?” he asks. 

“You should hear yourself,” you laugh. 

“Oh, I’m listening,” he saunters even closer. Your breath hitches again. You take a better look into his eyes. How dark they are, and how many secrets could be hidden inside them. “I’m hearing every word. So I’ll ask again, what will it take to get you into my bed?” 

This is wrong. Your head is screaming at you that you shouldn’t be here, that you shouldn’t be entertaining this idea. But your bodies are like magnets being pulled together. 

He’s too close now, close enough where you can feel the heat of his breath against you. All it would take is for his head to lean down slightly, and then your lips would connect with his.

As if he can sense your every thought, he draws closer, his playful demeanor captivating you. He tilts his head slightly, the movement subtle yet charged with intention, making it impossible for you to look away. You find yourself mirroring his actions, the world around you fading into the background. Your lips draw nearer, pulled together by an invisible force, like magnets yearning to connect, only for him to pull away before you can get a taste. 

You hear a low laugh admit from his chest, it makes you bite your lip. “Get into bed princess” 

You know what he wants to hear. You know he wants you to compile with a pretty smile on your face, but thats not how you play. “Only if you join me, Christopher.” 

He shivers at the mention of his full name, and a big cheesy smile appears on his face. Before you could protest or even react, he pulled you by the waist and fell onto the bed, setting to to lay under him. He comes so close to you, and the anticipation you can feel between your legs is almost painful, so when Chan is finally on top of you, silently begging for permission with his eyes to kiss you, you take full control and capture your lips with his. 

Your lips find a hidden rhythm with each other, dancing to an unforgettable song. His hands explore your curves, pulling at the fabric that separates you two. Soft moans and gentle sighs slip from your lips as you relax into his touch; you’ve never felt so relaxed, so carefully taken care of; it makes your insides melt. 

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, princess. Will you let me? Let me make you feel good.” he traces kisses from the corner of your mouth to the spot behind your ear. Words are trapped on the tip of your tongue; the only sounds escaping are moans of approval and the subtle motion of your hips attempting to grind against his. 

He growls into your ear, making your teeth sink into your lip. “Keep your hands above your head,” he instructs, his voice becoming demanding yet cautious. If you don’t, there will be consequences.” He presses his forehead to yours as his hands guide your arms above your head. 

The anticipation is killing you, and your slik is making it impossible for you to concentrate. You try your hardest to keep your arms above your head, but it is a lot harder than it seems when he trails kisses against your clothed skin all the way down to the button of your pants. He unbuttons your pants, keeping eye contact with you. He searches for any signs to stop, but you just bite your lip while maintaining eye contact with him. He peels the fabric from your legs, letting them pool at your ankles. Now it's his time to gawk and bite his lip at you, he stares at your panties and at the small wet spot thats gathered there. “Fuck” he breathes. He looks at you one last time for confirmation, and when you nod he rips the fabric off of you, huffing out an “I’ll buy you a new pair” and attaching his mouth to your cunt. 

You scream his name and grab a fistful of his hair holding him close to your clit, your back arches into a perfect C as he attacks your clit with an unforgiving force, but you whine when his lips are removed, “keep your hands above your head princess” he hisses. 

You groan, but you can’t deny the zing that rushes through your body. You’ve never been bossed around in bed, you’ve never had the opportunity to be submissive to someone so eager to be in control. 

Hesitantly you bring your arms back above your head, and Chan resumes his position, attaching his lips to your clit. Your shattered moans are muffled when you scream into the comforter, your teeth sink into the blankets, and your arms pull at the covers; you’ve never experienced so much pleasure, so much attention drawn to your clit, it makes your head spin. 

His tongue swirled expiry around your clit, sucking and tugging with his teeth. You can feel the knot expanding in your lower belly. You know you're about to break. “Yes yes yes” you chant, spurring him on.

He plunges his tongue past your walls, and your hands instinctively come down to curl into his locks, he growls into your pussy which sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body. He teases a finger against your opening only slipping the tip in, your hips grinding against his face, begging for the intrusion. 

Your orgasm is so close, all the teasing, his expert tongue, and now his mocking finger, you’re so close, but before your body can tumble over, he removes his lips and finger to watch your body crumble at the stolen orgasm. 

“Nooo” you whine pathetically, but Chan is quick to press his body down onto you, kissing your exposed neck.

His hands diligently sneak under your shirt, squeezing the flesh, “told you there’d be consequences,” he rumbles. 

Your chest heaves with heavy breath, and your eyes threaten to shut, “please” You beg.

“Mmm” he hums, you can feel the smile against your skin, his hands still climbing their way to your breasts. “I like it when you beg” 

“Please,” you strain, curling your fingers into his hair once again. 

He nods his head against your neck before sucking on the skin, creating a pretty red spot you not gonna be able to cover up in the morning. 

He lifts his head. His hands rake your shirt up and over your head, leaving you in only your bra. He stares at you for a moment before taking his hands and squeezing your breasts over your bra. It's like his hands are his claim to you, like he has to touch every bit of you so he can fully claim you as his. 

You take it upon yourself to stretch your arms above your head so your whole body is fully displayed for him in the best way possible. He leans back, eyes your body, he sits back on top of you, his thighs trapping you below him, “Fucking Christ,” he whispers under his breath. 

“Your turn, hot shot.” You eye his plain black T-shirt sticking to his body. 

He chuckles and pokes his cheek with his tongue, as he always does, before lifting his shirt over his head. Your eyes widen at how defined his chest is. You knew he was fit, and you saw the edits Stay made, but the fact that his abs were mere inches from your eyes was a completely different story. 

You lift your hand to trace a single finger down the middle of his abs. His whole body tenses under your touch, and his eyes roll to the back of his head. You bite your lip at the sight of him. 

“Turn over for me, baby” he says through gritted teeth. 

You twist your body around so your face is pressed against the blankets. Chan’s hands lift your hips up so your ass are in his hands. You feel one of his pillows being shoved under you, so you're more comfortable. 

You can feel his erection pressed against your ass, the rugged fabric of his pants making every movement he makes more exhilarating. You close your eyes as you feel his chest press against your back so he can whisper in your ear, “I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t be able to look me in the eyes for a week without blushing.”

A small whimper escapes you. “Please,” you beg. 

“Please, what, baby? Use your words,” he whispers again, his hands messaging the flesh of your hips. 

“Please fuck me,” you call in a breath. 

You can feel his chest vibrate with a chuckle. “Where are your manners baby girl” 

You whine, “please.” 

“Please fuck me what” he coats your ear, and your chest fills with need. You don’t care how desperate you sound or how pathetic of a position he has you in, he is in complete control and he knows it. He has your pleasure in the palm of his hands, and you couldn’t be more turned on. 

“Please fuck me, Christopher,” you finally moan out. 

“Good girl,” he kisses your shoulder before lifting himself off of your back. You hear some slight shuffling and then the pressure of his member lining himself up at your entrance. 

You press your forehead into the mattress, preparing for the stretch. The feeling of his thick tip alone sends both a thrill and a slight panic through your body. 

He slips the tip barely past your walls, and your eyes squeeze tight, “I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.” Chan's words guide you as he pushes the rest of the way past your lips. 

Once you finally feel him bottom out inside you, he stills, letting you adjust to the sheer length of him. His ministration from earlier left you so wet it made it so easy for him to slip in, but the stretch left you gasping for breath. 

You can’t see the way his face contorts into pleasure, the way his nose scrunches up at the way you're clenching around him or the way his skin shines with a sheer coat of sweat. But you can feel the way his dick twitches inside you, wanting so desperately to plunge into you. 

Instinctively, you push yourself harder against him, wanting him more. He can tell you're desperate; you can tell by the way his breath catches in his throat at your action.

“Fuck” He says with a shaky breath, his hisp start to slowly thrust, dragging against your walls deliciously. 

You moan out as you try to match his thrusts, but he quick to grab hold of you restricting your movements. “Your gonna take what I give you like a good fucking girl” he ruts out. 

The next thing you know the only sounds that fill the room are your screams and the sound of skin slapping against skin. 

****

You wake up, legs throbbing, pussy throbbing, throat dry as the desert, and hot. Oh my god, why am I so hot? You glance to your side, drawn in by the comforting warmth. There, nestled peacefully, is Chan, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath. His eyelids flutter softly, betraying the delightful dreams dancing behind them, while a hint of a smile plays at the corners of his slightly parted lips. 

In this moment, the reasons for your earlier wakefulness and the discomfort that had stirred you from sleep fade away like wisps of fog in the morning light. Instead, you feel an overwhelming urge to draw closer to him, to wrap yourself in his warmth and forget about the worries of the outside world. You snuggle up against him, relishing the softness of the blankets and the steady rhythm of his breathing, finding solace in his presence as you drift back into a peaceful slumber.

He was spot on about what he whispered in the dim light of the bedroom, a truth that resonated with you not just in that fleeting week but stretching into the weeks that followed your intimate encounter. Each time you caught sight of Chan across the bustling office, a wave of warmth washed over you, flushing your cheeks with a deep crimson hue. It was as if the memory of your shared moment lingered in the air, a secret connection that electrified even the briefest of glances. Now, whenever Chan senses even a hint of restlessness or fatigue in you, a possessiveness takes control of him, knowing precisely how to bring you back to that comforting place where you both belong.

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A LOVELY TOUCH┊ISAGI YOICHI

✮ summary. meeting his parents and being in his room for the first time allows you to get to know another side of isagi that you hadn't discovered before.

✮ tags. (18+), established relationship, unprotected sex + creampie, fem reader, petnames, sex toys, praising (that’s my girl), spit, dirty talk. divider creds: cafekitsune.

✮ wc. 4.3k

Isagi's room is just as you had pictured it in your imagination. The walls are decorated with soccer posters, of some anime with rather colorful characters and of some soccer players you vaguely recognize from having seen them on your phone. The bed is impeccably made, with a navy blue bedspread that matches the two pillows perfectly lined up on top. Next to the bed, a nightstand holds a stack of comics and manga that you fail to identify until you get close enough. In front of the bed, a wall-mounted television is connected to a playstation, ready to be used.

The room, in general, is surprisingly tidy, almost too tidy to be Isagi's. The thought that he probably cleaned neatly because he knew you'd be staying over tonight brings a smile to your face. Throughout your relationship, you had always met at your place or at the hotels he stays at when you visit him out of town, so to be here, in a space that is entirely his, sends a tingle through your stomach that stirs the hunger of your curiosity.

As you flip through the monochromatic pages of one of the manga, you hear the sound of his footsteps approaching down the hallway. The floorboards groan under his weight, and your heart pounds, as if you've been caught doing something wrong. A smile spreads across your face as you see him standing in the doorframe, his silhouette blocking the light coming in from the hallway, giving him an almost cinematic air.

Isagi mimics your smile, mirroring it as he closes the door behind him and steps into the space you now share. It is at that moment that you notice the subtle scent of sandalwood wafting through the air, permeating the atmosphere. The room, completely enclosed and with thick curtains blocking the outside light, has maintained this scent throughout the day.

"What do you think, then?" asks Isagi, with a slight tension in his voice that makes you wonder if his heart is beating as fast as yours.

Isagi's parents turned out to be even more charming than you had imagined. His mother insisted on adding another dish to dinner, even though you had offered to cook for everyone; she even offered to help you wash the dishes, while Mr. Isagi and your boyfriend continued chatting in the dining room a few feet away.

The feeling you are left with is one of warmth and comfort, like a warm blanket wrapped around you after a long winter's day. And that's what you're trying to express, albeit in a simpler, less corny way.

"…I'm happy to have finally met them," you conclude sincerely.

Isagi, who has just hung up his jacket in the closet and is now wearing only a shirt and dark sweatpants, walks up to you and wraps his strong arms around your waist. With the manga completely forgotten, your hands find rest on the back of his neck, and out of instinct, you start stroking his hair. Isagi visibly relaxes at your loving touch.

"'Yeah? I think they really liked you, I was nervous," he says, laughing softly.

"Really, you thought they wouldn't like me?" you tease as Isagi closes his eyes, enjoying your touch.

"Quite the opposite. I thought they might like you more than me," he replies, meeting your eyes again, causing a sparkle to tingle up from your belly to your ribs.

"Your mom is so nice, and your dad is so cool. I think it's adorable how they support you."

It's obvious how proud they are of their son, how far he's come. That was reflected in every topic of conversation they had tonight and in the way their eyes sparkled at the sight of him. Deep down, you're relieved to have their approval, too.

"I had no doubt they would like you. My mother loved the dessert you made too, you're cooking so much better every time."

Isagi guides you towards the bed, interrupting the conversation. He lies down first and invites you to join him with a few pats on the mattress. You crawl onto the bedspread, which stays perfectly in place despite the movement, and lie comfortably on the arm he has extended for you.

"I'm gonna stay all weekend," he says, playing with the silver "I" dangling from your neck. Your eyes instantly light up, and Isagi struggles to contain a mischievous smile that threatens to appear at the corners of his lips.

"You hadn't told me," you murmur, controlling the excitement in your voice. "I thought you had to leave tomorrow."

"'Yeah, I wanted to surprise you." His fingers fiddle with your collarbone and the line of your neck as he says it, only to finally focus his full attention on you.

He watches your reaction closely, delighted that he got this reaction in person, knowing it wouldn't be the same if he'd told you about it over the phone. Then, he leans toward you and kisses you softly on the lips, a fleeting kiss after which he doesn't pull away, allowing you to become drunk on the fresh, woody scent that surrounds him.

"We could go out tomorrow, maybe invite your parents over again and…" you start to suggest, but Isagi interrupts you with another soft kiss that instantly makes you close your eyes. Your hand rests on his chest, feeling his heart dance against his ribs, as his palm rests on your waist.

"I'd love the idea, but right now I don't wanna do anything but hold you close."

The physical contact instantly ignites your skin, and the tone of his voice alerts your senses to what might be coming. But you're still curious to explore more of his space, so you add, "Your room…" he chuckles, probably guessing what you're going to say next. "It's very organized."

"Does that surprise you?" Not really, but the attention to detail does. Everything looks impeccable, you know he's put a lot of thought into it. "I've learned a few things about keeping my place in order with Barou."

"Oh, yeah, you guys were roommates before."

"Uh huh. He wanted to kill me when he found my shoes where they were not supposed to be, or my jacket on the couch when I got home late from training."

You laugh at the mental image of an angry Barou chasing Isagi with his shoes in hand around the apartment, though you remain aware of Isagi's touch, of how his fingers gently trace lines on the skin of your stomach, which your now somewhat disheveled top reveals.

The room is enveloped in a comfortable silence, broken only by the faint whisper of the fan on the ceiling. You've settled into his chest, with his heartbeat providing a steady, soothing rhythm that almost lulls you to sleep. Yet your eyes roam the room with a newfound curiosity, lingering on details you had previously overlooked, as if you want to unravel a little more of what this space can reveal to you about him.

Near the door, the closet remains ajar, revealing a glimpse of its interior. The shirts are lined up with almost millimeter precision, but it's the bottom corner that captures your attention. Between a pair of worn sneakers and a backpack that has seen better days, a cardboard box with worn corners peeks out, partially hidden.

Your curiosity piqued, you sit up slightly, trying not to disturb the moment.

"What's that?" you ask quietly, pointing to the box with a slight nod of your head.

Isagi follows the direction of your gaze and sketches a shy smile, as if you've found something he'd forgotten. "Oh, that… it's just a box with some old things, souvenirs and such."

His answer is simple, but his tone piques your interest even more. You slide gently from his side, the mattress emitting a slight creak under your weight as you stand up. " Can I see it?" you ask, wariness mingling with growing curiosity.

Isagi chuckles softly, shaking his head with a mixture of resignation and amusement. "Sure, but there's not much, really."

You make your way to the closet and kneel down in front of the box. You carefully pull it out, surprised by its unexpected weight. You place it on the floor in front of you and, as you lift the lid, a rush of nostalgia seems to flood the air.

Inside, you find a variety of objects: a pair of soccer tickets yellowed by time, photos of a younger Isagi alongside friends you don't recognize, and a scarf of his favorite team, still vibrant in its colors. There's a small trophy, probably from some school competition, and a keychain that looks like it was purchased on his first major trip away from home. Each object seems to be loaded with history and meaning, as if they were pieces of a puzzle that together reveal the essence of who he is now.

Your fingers stop on one photograph in particular, where a teenage Isagi smiles broadly, holding a ball with his hand raised in victory. Beside him, a childhood friend embraces him with the same energy. The happiness on his face is so genuine that you can't help but smile too.

"This is adorable," you say, holding up the photo so Isagi can see it from the bed.

He gets up and comes over to you, sitting down next to you on the floor. "That was a good time," he comments, his voice laden with nostalgia as he takes the photo from your hands to look at it more closely. "We won that match by sheer luck, but it was one of the best days of my life."

Your attention is diverted to another object in the box, a small notebook with worn edges. You delicately open it, finding inside scribbles, small drawings and notes that Isagi probably wrote when he was a teenager.

"You've kept all this for how long?" you ask, fascinated by the amount of memories he's accumulated.

"Since forever, I think," he replies, laughing lightly. "I'm not one to usually hold on to the past, but some things are worth keeping. I like to remember them from time to time."

You close the notebook and put it back in the box, feeling like you've just discovered a side of Isagi you may not have been fully aware of. As you do so, something else at the bottom of the box catches your eye. It's the thick edge of what appears to be a red book. Curiosity leads you to slide your fingers along it and pull it out for a better look. The objects on top offer resistance, but without giving up, you manage to pull it out.

"Oh," Isagi murmurs as you realize that it's not a book you've pulled out, but a stack of magazines that, under the light of the bulb, reveal their true nature.

"Yoichi?" you ask, covering your mouth with your hand to contain the laughter bubbling in your stomach while at the same time showing the magazine in his direction.

"Fuck." His cheeks flush red, and you've never seen him so nervous. Immediately, he tries to snatch them from you, wrestling you with the box in between.

"Let me see them!" you laugh, louder this time, enjoying the rare sight of seeing him so distressed.

"Stop, it's embarrassing! Don't open them!" he insists, desperate, as you try to wriggle away from him, the porn magazines now scattered around you.

In the struggle, his foot buckles and he loses his balance, falling on top of you and crushing you to the floor. Your hands are trapped above your head, imprisoned, and the magazines fall open, revealing their stained pages beside you.

" Can I explain?" he says, his voice trembling between embarrassment and nervous laughter.

"Well?" you ask, biting your lip to keep from laughing again.

You watch him as he struggles to find the right words, finally giving up with a sigh. "It was a gift from a friend."

"And you kept them?" you ask, arching an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Well, yes…" he mumbles.

You laugh again, not because you're judging him, but because seeing him so grief-stricken over something he tried to hide, but which is really no big deal, is adorable. It's rare to see him in this state of vulnerability, and you can't help but enjoy his discomfort a little. Your laughter grows with his fingers starting to tickle you, and your eyes fill with tears as you beg for mercy. Finally, Isagi pulls away, sitting back on his heels, victorious as the air from the fan ripples his hair.

"It's okay, check them if you want. I'll go pee, but don't touch anything else until I get back," he says, his voice tinged with faux authoritarianism.

His words only fuel your desire to explore more. You sit back down, the magazines now forgotten on the floor, as you scan the room for something else you might discover. But finding nothing that captures your attention, you momentarily give up, remembering that you probably have missed messages from your mom asking how dinner went. Your phone, deep in your pocket, had died halfway through dinner.

"Babe, where's your charger?" you yell, heading for the nightstand. You open the drawer and what you find is more than you expected. It's a treasure trove, exactly what you were looking for to piss him off even more.

"Fuck me," Isagi mutters from the doorway, his tone a clear sign of resignation.

"A fleshlight?" you exclaim, completely shocked. There's not even any intention of joking now. "I didn't think you were the type to use toys… I thought you didn't like them."

Isagi advances towards you quickly, but you hide it behind your back just in time. He stops, measuring his next steps.

"It was a joke," he explains, his voice laden with embarrassment.

"What kind of joke?" you ask, genuinely curious.

Isagi shakes his head, trying to organize his thoughts. "The guys thought it would be funny. It was a 'joke' because… well, because I was a virgin and stuff. Now, give it to me."

Isagi takes a step forward, but you step back, finding yourself pinned against the bed.

"Did you use it?" you ask, your eyes full of genuine wonder as you try to keep your cool.

Before you can run away or have time to react, Isagi advances towards you with the speed and precision he only shows in the field. His eyes, tinged with a deep blue full of determination, bore into yours, revealing an expression you have rarely seen, a mixture of defiance and desire. Effortlessly, he manages to lay you down on the mattress, his weight taking you prisoner as he reaches for the object hidden behind your back. He teases you again with tickling, and new tears of laughter form in your eyes.

"Fine! Fine, I give up! But first…" you say with a chuckle, noticing how he raises an eyebrow tentatively, as he pulls away and is completely seated on top of you, you notice small beads of sweat forming a crown on his forehead. "I need to know if you've used it."

Isagi licks his upper lip, his heart beating rapidly. He shouldn't feel embarrassed, but there's something uncomfortably intimate about admitting it in front of you, as if crossing an invisible line.

"Yes," he replies simply, his voice barely a whisper.

"Thinking about me?"

The room is plunged into a thick, tension-laden silence. Isagi looks at you, his eyes roaming over every detail of your face.

"Yes," he confesses, his words full of honesty. You lick your lips, struggling to keep your breathing under control.

"What were you thinking?" you ask, your voice low, barely audible in the charged atmosphere of the room.

Isagi takes a moment before answering, his eyes scanning yours for any clues. Finally, he leans in a little closer, his face close to yours, and in a barely audible whisper, he answers you.

"I was thinking about you… riding me, then me fucking you sideways, toying with your clit. Fuck, I remember it so clearly," he says, his voice deeper, charged with a mixture of desire and vulnerability you've never heard before.

The confession leaves a shiver running across your skin, and for a moment, the air in the room seems to grow thicker, heavier. His words, so simple yet so loaded with meaning, make you feel a mix of emotions. All you can do is look at him, contemplate this man who has somehow become so essential to you, so intimately tied to your life that imagining a future without him seems impossible.

"I want to see you use it…" you whisper, your words full of desire, stripped of any trace of teasing. The question hangs in the air, waiting for his answer.

Isagi takes a shaky breath, and you can feel his hips push against your abdomen, letting you know exactly what he thinks about the idea. The tip of his nose brushes against yours in an intimate gesture, but then he stops, reluctantly pulling away.

"Okay…" he sighs with resignation. Though you lick your suddenly dry lips now, and silently moan at the loss of his warmth when he pulls away, your skin begins to tingle with anticipation. Before you, your boyfriend peels off his shirt in one fluid motion, dropping it carelessly to the side. The sight of his naked torso, bathed in the soft light of the room, makes your heart pound, building anticipation and tension in the air.

"Do you have any lube?" you ask, your tone anxious, straining to keep your eyes fixed on his and not on the noticeably tight bulge under his boxers as he finally strips out of his pants.

Isagi gives a slight nod of his head, gesturing towards the bedside table. "If you'd looked a little harder, you would have found it right next to that… thing."

A smile tugs at your lips as you hear him refer to the toy that way, reminding you that, while he's not completely comfortable with the idea, he's willing to experience something new just because you've asked him to. Quickly, you lean over to the nightstand, pushing aside the charger and other items, until your fingers find the bottle of lubricant. You take it and return to bed with excitement pulsing through your veins.

Your legs are folded and wedged between his thighs. You watch anxiously as he holds himself with his hands on the mattress, his back slightly arched back. The sight of the tangle of hair peeking over the edge of his boxers distracts you for a moment, intensifying the desire growing between you both.

"Take it out," you ask, flashlight in one hand, lube in the other.

"You take it out, I thought it was you who wanted to play."

The response makes you bite your tongue, so he was going to make you work for it, you conclude. Good. You set the objects aside and ask him to lift his ass up so you can fully pull his boxers out of him, his free cock bouncing gently on the spot. He was completely hard and you want to tease him about it, comment to him that if he doesn't like the idea so much why is he so hard, but you know he's been thinking about it probably before dinner and that, if he were to toss your panties aside he'd realize you were just as needy so you let it go for now. Just for your own good.

It throbs as you feel your determined hand approach with the bottle of lubricant. You drop a generous amount at the tip, watching as it slowly slides to the base, its viscous texture catching the dim light of the room. Deftly, you reach for the liquid just before it touches the mattress, catching it with your fingers in a precise gesture.

Isagi shudders under your touch, a tremor running through his body more from the warmth of your touch than the coldness of the lubricant. The sticky sound of your hand sliding up and down now accompanies the soft murmur of the fan, creating an intimate symphony that fills the space you share.

You stroke him just a little before taking the toy, Isagi grunts as you press it to the tip, he thrusts his hips up to receive you when you finally slide it down disappearing his cock completely. You dare to give it a few pumps, taking note of every reaction.

"How does it feel?"

"Good," he replies with his eyelids half drooping and his jaw clenched.

Tentatively you give another deep thrust, the lewd sound of the toy filling the room with its wet, provocative echo. Then, you pull it out completely, and you can't help but watch as his cock drips pre-cum mixed with the lube, creating a tantalizing gloss on the tip. Isagi moans at the lack of attention, his voice laden with need, but it doesn't take you long to re-wrap his cock with the plastic, resuming a rhythm you know he loves.

"You're doing such a good job…" you murmur, fascinated as you watch him lose himself more in the moment, clearly surrendered to the pleasure you're giving him.

You liked it, you must confess. The power it makes you feel to see him like this, it was just like when you were masturbating him, he could reason, but for some reason there's something different about using a toy in between, the whole new scenario has you in a thick cloud of frenzy, your movements speeding up, determined to make him cum. His brow furrows, his lips part.

"Yes? Do you like being in control?" asks Isagi, his voice husky with a mixture of curiosity and desire.

You just mumble something inaudible, caught between the intensity of the moment and the proximity of his body. Before you can add anything else, however, Isagi rises, his movements fluid and confident. His hand slides to the back of your neck, gripping it firmly as he draws you closer, his lips only inches from yours, like a promise of an approaching kiss. "You like fucking me?"

"Yeah… fuck, I wanna watch you cum."

"Do it. Fuck me harder, cmon. Use me."

With both hands on your cheeks, he traps you in an intimate kiss, a heady mix of lust and love. His lips move urgently over yours, his tongue tangling in yours as his teeth gently punish your lower lip. Isagi's moans grow louder, each one charged with desire, as he inevitably nears climax.

"I'm not cumming…" he growls. "Not anywhere else but in your pussy."

Before you can react, Isagi takes your hand firmly, pushing the fleshlight aside. With a fluidity in his movements, he gently lays you down against the bed, his body pressing against yours. One hand rests on your neck, the touch warm and reassuring, while the other descends to your clit, caressing it in slow, long circles. The air becomes thick with anticipation and desire, each brush igniting your senses and leaving you breathless.

"No more games." The determination on his face is exhilarating, it has you throbbing and clenching around his fingers stretching you.

In a moment, Isagi gets rid of your bottoms and underwear and spits on his hand to wrap his cock with saliva, his hips exerting weight on your thighs open you wider for him and then you feel the tip part the walls of your pussy, your mouth opens slightly.

"There's nothing like this pussy."

Then, with one precise movement, Isagi slides inside you, so deep it takes your breath away for an instant. The sensation fills you completely, eliciting a choked moan in your throat. He doesn't move fast, but begins to roll his hips, creating a friction that makes you shudder. At the same time, his fingers continue to torture your clit in slow, deliberate circles, sending waves of pleasure that make you arch your back, letting the moment consume you completely.

"I'm almost there… but I need you to cum with me," he gasps.

You can only nod in desperation, begging him wordlessly to keep up the pace. But, without warning, Isagi pulls out, wrenching a frustrated moan from you before you can protest. With almost ruthless precision, he flicks your clit with the tip of his cock, drawing an unexpected cry of pleasure from you. Then he lifts your leg, placing it over his shoulder in a new position that allows him to go even deeper. Without further warning, he begins to thrust hard into you, the rhythm now brutal, as if he is determined to bring you to the edge of your orgasm. Each thrust is a promise broken and fulfilled at the same time, a movement that seeks both his release and yours, as you feel yourself collapse in shared ecstasy.

"There's nothing like this fucking pussy," Isagi murmurs between clenched teeth, his voice laden with desire as his lips land on your heel with a sweetness so intense it leaves you breathless. The contradiction between the brutality of his thrusts and the tenderness of his gesture makes you feel dizzy. "Lets cum together, baby."

His words sound like a request, but his raw passion, along with the strokes that spread throughout your body, feel like a command you can't refuse, even if you wanted to. Your back arches, and an electric current runs down your spine, tangling in your insides and exploding in an explosion of colors like fireworks. A few thrusts later, Isagi is chasing you, cumming inside you as he showers you with praise and how good you always are to him.

"That's my girl, there you go," he says sweetly as he kisses your throat, moves up to your jaw and concludes on your lips with tiny kisses that he scatters all over your face, tickling you.

"Stop!" you laugh as he gently bites your cheek for the sole purpose of teasing you.

"Don't run away from my kisses, c'mere!" Isagi squeezes you against his arms, from which you can't escape, as he continues to shower you with kisses and nibble you gently in every corner he can reach with his teeth. He doesn't stop until you surrender in his arms and kiss him back as you tousle the sweaty strands of his hair.

"Let's take a shower and go to sleep," you murmur sleepily. "I'm exhausted."

"Yeah, let's do that," he says, giving you one last kiss on the lips as he squeezes your cheeks.

"Maybe we can use the toy aga—"

"Don't even think about it."

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Dean Route

   The motel room is charming; a quaint breakfast nook by the bay window, potted succulents in the window frame, a sizable television mounted the the pale yellow wall, plush carpets the color of beach sand, a teal overstuffed loveseat with canary yellow pillows, two king sized beds with ocean blue comforter sets, and a freshly remodeled bathroom with white tiles and a clear shower stall. It seems you’d hit the jackpot finding a cheap motel in the middle of a remodel. Sam’s annoyed, you sense it the minute you agreed with Dean on sharing a room. The manner in which his shoulders tensed and his jawline flexed, there’s a shadow of hope creeping into your brain that this won’t end in another argument with him. It’s strange, there’d been an undeniable amount of communication throughout the relationship but Dean shows up and that comes crumbling down. Now, there are arguments that just seem trivial, secrets being hidden and that strange tension that seems to loom over the Winchesters. It feels like the universe is testing the relationship or telling you that you’d made the wrong choice. Sam mumbles something along the lines of ‘I am going to get us dinner’ before he disappears with the keys to the Impala. Dean’s holding his hand against his ribcage as he sits on his motel bed. Dean always slept in the motel bed closest to the door, it was the instinctual need to be the protector, if someone or something came crashing through the door they’d have to go through him to get to you or Sam. His attention is on you; the way you lean against the loveseat watching Sam leave without even attempting to take you with him, solemn expression.

“He’s just pouting.” Dean attempts to ease your nerves, releasing a hiss through clenched teeth as he shrugs off his military style green jacket. “He’s never liked the tiebreakers. He used to say you always side with me.”

The atmosphere in the motel room is comfortable; the tension that radiated from Sam has dissipated, leaving the aura in the room to feel like the old times when Sam would leave to run errands and you’d stay behind to help piece Dean together. Zipping up the backpack by your boots, you held the first aid kit that your father had gifted you on your first hunt. He instructed you to always carry it with you and you have every day since. The mattress tousles as you sit beside Dean, you hesitate, thrown by the intruding idea that you could help him remove his shirt but refrain from doing so. Fingers plucking at the sleeve of his black cotton t-shirt in a nonverbal gesture for him to remove the article of clothing. “You don’t have to help me.” He murmurs in a quiet tone, swallowing the lump in his throat at the close proximity as the flesh of your arm brushes against his bare skin after he’s removed his shirt. 

“Dean.” The hint of a smile on the corner of your tongue dampened lips as you focus on searching the first aid kit for the alcohol wipes. “When have I ever let you patch yourself up?”

“Touche.” He replies in a hushed tone, falling silent as he watches the movements of your hands in their determination to search for something. His stomach feels hollow as he anticipates the feel of your warm hands on his bare skin. 

“This is gonna sting.” You warn, furrowing your brow in empathy as he sighs at the frigid sting of the alcohol wipes against his wound. The fluid movements of the alcohol pad are gentle and precise, afraid that if there were too much pressure applied or if the action were rushed it’d end up in additional pain. It’s when you retrieve the nylon threading that he braces himself, he’s had homemade sutures a thousand times before, the sharp sting of the needle puncturing the wounded flesh is always the worst at the beginning. “Are you ready?” You question with a sympathetic smile, he nods in acknowledgment, placing his hands on his jean clad knees as he releases a hefty breath. A tilt of his head and closing his eyes, he tries not to involuntarily twitch as the needle punctures his skin. The sudden warmth of your palm against his chest near his anti-possession tattoo makes him shiver, ignoring the pain as you sew the wound closed, his olive eyes are focused instead on the concentration and care in your eyes. You’re so close that he can  smell the scent of your shampoo melded with perfume. The scent is intoxicating and he has to refrain from leaning forward and burying his nose in your hair. Before he can linger in his intrusive thoughts for too much time, you’re snipping the end of the thread and tying a knot. He glances down at your handiwork, admiring the precision of the suture and noting in another life you could’ve been a doctor. 

“At least it didn’t get your tattoo.” You observe, fingertips brushing the delicate flesh below his collarbone as you trace the design in an absentminded action. There’s a sense of guilt that creeps into the pit of your stomach but it’s overshadowed by the lurch of excitement that causes butterflies to go soaring in your abdomen as you notice Dean’s muscles in his toned stomach clench at the touch. Something in the air shifts, electric tension crackling within your nerve endings, the scene feeling more intimate as his olive green eyes meet yours. He’s fighting an unwinnable war in his mind; his heart is screaming at him that you feel what he does, his mind telling him this is wrong, and his gut telling him to just kiss you. He places his forehead on yours, the affectionate gesture startling you at his vulnerability, nose brushing against yours, warm breath fanning over your lips. Heart hammering against your chest, your mind is chanting for you to remove yourself from the situation, you can’t do this, but there’s something in your heart that’s telling you this is where you belong. All it would take is Dean pursing his lips and they’d be on yours. Neither of you are moving away, it’s like a silent game of chicken to see who’d retreat first but both are too stubborn to give in. Dean’s throat bobs as he swallows, retreating from the compromising position as he leans back further to sit upright again. There’s disappointment in your expression, he catches it and it makes him wonder if you’d wanted him to kiss you. It’s a dangerous game to play. If he had kissed you; he’d never stop until you were his, it would hurt Sam. 

The motel room entrance releases a beep, Sam using the key card to come in just in time to witness you walking away from a shirtless Dean. His attention flickers to the sutures on his bare chest and it makes him release a sigh of relief but then he catches the longing in his brother’s eyes as you close the bathroom door and he’s hit with a realization. Sam never wanted to be that guy but he can't seem to help the jealous annoyance; he caught Dean watching you in the rear view mirror on several occasions throughout drives to hunts, the manner in which he smiled like a lovesick teen as you spoke made his stomach knot, the hushed conversation and giggling at the diners during lunches, the way Dean never minded when you ate food off of his plate, the way Dean always let you choose music in the car, the way Dean always just knew what you needed and how to make you feel better. The intimate scenes he’s witnessed over the years like what he walked into after Kevin disappeared, and now this. How could he have never noticed that his brother is in love with you? The real question that haunted him was if you love him too.

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Customizable Options with a Media Wall Unit

When it comes to organizing and showcasing your entertainment system, a media wall unit offers endless customization options to suit any personal style. Many homeowners appreciate the flexibility that a media wall unit provides, as it can be designed to accommodate various sizes of televisions, speakers, gaming consoles, and other media accessories. With plenty of storage solutions, from open shelving to closed cabinets, these units can keep electronics hidden while leaving room to display family photos or decorative items. You can choose from a variety of materials, such as wood, glass, or metal, to ensure the media wall unit enhances your room’s aesthetic. The unit can even include hidden lighting features, adding both function and ambiance to the space. Whether mounted or free-standing, this solution offers homeowners the chance to create an entertainment area that is both organized and visually appealing. Investing in a media wall unit means choosing a stylish, functional addition that brings together storage and entertainment in one streamlined space.

Organizing Wires and Cables with a Media Wall Unit

One of the best features of a media wall unit is its ability to manage wires and cables effectively. With hidden compartments and channels, these units keep cords out of sight, ensuring a tidy and organized entertainment space that looks polished and clutter-free.

Adding Value to Your Home with a Media Wall Unit

A media wall unit can add both style and value to your home. As a permanent feature that combines beauty and practicality, it enhances your living space’s functionality and aesthetic appeal, making it a worthwhile investment for homeowners.

Creating a Cozy Atmosphere with a Media Wall Unit

A media wall unit can make your living room feel cozy and inviting. Choose a warm color palette and add decorative elements like plants or candles to transform the space into a comfortable retreat perfect for movie nights and relaxation.

Media Wall Unit for Open-Plan Living Areas

A media wall unit is a fantastic addition to open-plan living spaces, as it helps define and organize the area. Use the unit to create a focal point that separates the entertainment area from the rest of the room, providing a functional yet stylish solution.

The Versatility of Floating Shelves in a Media Wall Unit

Floating shelves in a media wall unit offer a versatile design element that allows for various configurations. They can hold decorative items, books, or electronics, making it easy to personalize and adjust the unit to suit your needs and style.

Modern Innovations in Media Wall Unit Design

With modern innovations, a media wall unit can include features like built-in sound systems, wireless charging stations, and smart technology integration. These cutting-edge additions make it a practical choice for tech-savvy households looking for advanced functionality.

Personalizing Your Media Wall Unit with Custom Finishes

Custom finishes make a media wall unit truly unique. From glossy lacquer to rustic wood, you can personalize the unit’s appearance to match your home’s decor, creating a one-of-a-kind entertainment center that reflects your style and preferences.

Conclusion

A media wall unit offers endless possibilities to organize, personalize, and beautify your living space. Its ability to store and display media essentials while keeping clutter at bay makes it a highly versatile option. Whether your style is minimalist, rustic, or contemporary, a media wall unit can be customized to fit seamlessly into your decor. The investment in a media wall unit adds value and style to your home, making it the perfect choice for homeowners who prioritize both form and function in their entertainment spaces.

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Expert Tips for Harmonizing Your TV Unit and Wall Art for a Stunning Living Space

Creating a visually appealing living space involves thoughtful design choices, particularly when it comes to integrating your TV unit with wall art. When harmonized, these elements can enhance your home's aesthetic, making it feel more inviting and stylish. At WeDezine Studio, a leading interior design company in Shivamoga, we understand the nuances of cohesive design. Here are some expert tips to help you seamlessly blend your TV unit and wall art.

1. Consider Scale for Balance

The proportions of your TV unit and wall art are crucial for achieving visual harmony. A large television can dominate a small piece of art, while a diminutive TV may get overshadowed by an oversized artwork. Aim for balance by selecting wall art that complements the scale of your TV unit. For instance, a large, wall-mounted TV pairs beautifully with a gallery wall or a substantial canvas, creating a focal point that draws the eye.

2. Create a Striking Focal Point

Position your TV unit as the central feature of your living room, with wall art serving as supporting elements. To achieve this, place your wall art slightly above or adjacent to the TV, guiding attention toward the screen while allowing the artwork to make its own statement. Alternatively, a captivating piece of art can serve as a stunning backdrop for your TV unit, amplifying its visual appeal and making both elements stand out.

3. Coordinate Colors Thoughtfully

Color coordination is essential in creating a cohesive look between your TV unit and wall art. Draw inspiration from the colors in your artwork to influence the design of your TV unit. For example, if your wall art features vibrant shades of blue and gold, incorporate these hues into your TV unit through paint or accessories. This thoughtful integration creates a harmonious color palette that unifies the two elements.

4. Utilize Shelving and Decorative Accessories

Incorporating shelves above or beside your TV unit allows you to display smaller art pieces and decorative items, enriching the overall design. Use these shelves to showcase plants, photos, or sculptures that resonate with the colors and style of your wall art. This layering effect not only adds depth and dimension to your decor but also creates an engaging visual narrative that captures attention.

5. Maintain a Consistent Style

A consistent design style is vital for achieving a cohesive look between your TV unit and wall art. Whether your preference leans toward modern, traditional, or eclectic, ensure that both elements reflect a unified theme. For example, pairing a sleek, contemporary TV unit with modern art pieces that embody clean lines and minimalist principles fosters a sense of harmony throughout the space.

6. Embrace Texture for Visual Interest

Introducing various textures can significantly elevate the aesthetic appeal of your living space. If your TV unit features a smooth finish, consider complementing it with textured wall art, such as a woven tapestry or mixed media piece. This contrast not only creates visual intrigue but also draws attention to both the TV unit and the artwork, adding layers and dimension to your decor.

7. Illuminate Strategically

Proper lighting can dramatically enhance the relationship between your TV unit and wall art. Use accent lighting to highlight your artwork, transforming it into a focal feature within the room. Wall sconces, picture lights, or LED strips can create a warm and inviting ambiance, further enhancing the overall aesthetic of your living space.

8. Refresh Your Decor Regularly

As design trends and personal tastes evolve, consider updating your wall art or rearranging your TV unit periodically. This practice keeps your space feeling fresh and allows you to explore different styles and arrangements. At WeDezine Studio, we encourage you to embrace change in your decor, reflecting your unique style and preferences as they evolve.

Conclusion

Successfully harmonizing your TV unit and wall art can transform your living space into a stylish and inviting retreat. By following these expert tips, you can create a cohesive and aesthetically pleasing environment that showcases both your entertainment center and artistic sensibilities. If you’re looking for professional guidance in interior design, reach out to WeDezine Studio, the premier interior design company in Shivamoga. Our dedicated team is committed to helping you design a beautiful, functional home that truly reflects your unique style and personality.

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Top 10 Modern Unique TV Unit Designs For Ultimate Entertainment at Your Space

In today's era of interior design, modern TV units play a pivotal role in not just housing our entertainment devices but also in defining the overall aesthetics of our living spaces. The evolution of TV unit designs has seen a shift from bulky cabinets to sleek, multifunctional pieces that seamlessly blend with contemporary decor.

Tips to Modernize Your TV Unit Design

1. Maximize The Space with Shelf-Style TV Units

TV units with open shelves provide elegant storage and display items, ideal for smaller apartments. Customizable with Lucida laminates, these multipurpose panels are complemented by Virokill technology for cleanliness and durability.

2. Elevate Your Living Space with Wooden TV Units

Wooden TV units offer timeless appeal, versatile design options, and a warm atmosphere, blending in with various home interiors. The use of furniture laminates offers colour fastness, heat resistance, and moisture resistance.

3. Choose the Correct Size

Ensure that the TV stand's height is appropriate for the TV size. Make sure the stand is wider than the TV by a few inches.

4. Sleek Wall-Mounted TV Unit

Amongst the modern TV unit designs, sleek and minimalist designs are significantly popular. By mounting the TV on the wall and adding closets or storage units all around it, you can go for a minimalist look.

5. Multi-functional Media Center

Examine larger units that can hold the TV, media devices, and game consoles. These units may include shelves, cabinets, and compartments.

6. Built-in TV Shelving

Incorporate your TV into built-in shelves to display ornamental items. Such modern TV unit designs create a purposeful, eye-catching surround.

7. Floating Illusion TV Unit

Mount the TV on a wall panel or a specially-made shelf with hidden wires to create the illusion that it is floating.

8. Space-Efficient Corner TV Unit

Triangular units made especially to tuck into corners will maximize space in confined areas.

9. Sleek and Low-Profile Media Console

Choose low-profile, broader units that offer plenty of room for media equipment storage while maintaining a stylish appearance.

10. Hidden Storage TV Stand

When looking for neat modern TV unit designs for living areas, combine a TV stand with hidden storage to keep books, DVDs, and other items out of sight.

Key Factors to Consider Before Choosing Modern TV Unit Designs

Before choosing a modern TV unit design, there are some key factors you should consider. Firstly, make sure that the TV unit is at the proper eye level and complements the overall decor of your room. Secondly, choose a unit that provides sufficient support and ventilation for your television model.

To avoid messy, tangled cables and to maintain a sleek, modern look, opt for unit designs that prioritize compactness and a clutter-free setup. Additionally, you can use cable management solutions such as ties or concealers to keep wires organized and out of sight for a smoother viewing experience.

Lastly, evaluate your storage needs for media devices, gaming consoles, DVDs, and other accessories to ensure that the unit has enough space to accommodate them.

Conclusion

Upgrade your living space with these modern TV unit designs that combine style and functionality. Whether you prefer a contemporary, wooden, or shelf-style unit, each design enhances your viewing experience. These designs elevate your entertainment space, creating a trendy living room that seamlessly integrates style with technology.

Remember, your TV unit reflects your style, and it plays a crucial role in setting the ambiance of your living room. Contemporary living room TV units should blend seamlessly into the decor, using Lakshmi Veneer materials and Laminates for warmth, color, and visual appeal. So, explore these trendsetting designs and create a living room that uniquely defines you.

FAQs

How do I determine the right size for my TV unit? Consider the size of your TV, the available wall space, and the surrounding furniture. Ensure there's enough clearance for ventilation and easy access to ports.

Are floating TV units suitable for all wall types? Floating TV units work best on solid walls or stud walls with adequate support. It's essential to use appropriate mounting hardware to ensure stability.

Can I customize the design of my TV unit to match my existing décor? Yes, many furniture manufacturers offer customization options, allowing you to choose materials, finishes, dimensions, and features that complement your décor.

How do I maintain the cleanliness of my TV unit? Regular dusting with a soft cloth or microfiber duster helps keep the unit clean. For stubborn stains, use a mild cleaner suitable for the material of your TV unit.

What are some budget-friendly alternatives to store-bought TV units? DIY projects using reclaimed materials, thrifted furniture finds, or repurposing existing furniture are excellent budget-friendly alternatives to store-bought TV units.

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How to Decorate a Small Victorian Bedroom

One of the best things about Victorian bedrooms is that they are so versatile. This is a style that can be done in any color palette and with any type of furniture.

Victorian Bedroom Design Definition

Cream, pink and wood tones define this refined Victorian-designed bedroom. A king bed is located opposite the window seating area. Cream wall-to-wall carpeting adds softness to the room. The main key when buying or renting a house is to pay attention to the design and comfort of the bedroom

A headboard is a simple way to add a Victorian touch to your bedroom. These tall units are great for creating a room aesthetic, allowing you to display antique mirrors and other decorative items.

These beds usually feature carved designs and ornate decorations. They also come in a variety of colors ranging from subtle to bright, and some may include family crests or other unique accents.

Design and Characteristics of Victorian Rooms

Most of these frames require a base, as placing the mattress directly on top of the slats will not work. However, some more modern models can support flat-screen TVs if you mount them using the appropriate brackets. This option is perfect for those who want to combine Victorian style with the modern comfort of watching television in bed.

Victorian bedroom decoration can create a beautiful and romantic space that is luxurious, elegant and timeless. Typical bedroom decor for this style includes a calming color palette, ideally floral wallpaper, and lots of accents.

Choosing the right mirror for your Victorian bedroom is important to keeping the room looking beautiful. The size of your mirror can have a big impact, and its shape can add a unique, eye-catching touch. The color of the frame is also important, as is the placement of the mirror in the room. For example, a mirror hung facing a window illuminates your reflection. It's not ideal for everyday use, so it might not be the best in the bedroom.

Adds a Touch of Romantic Drama

A four-poster bed adds a sense of grandeur and drama to the bedroom. The tall posts on these beds offer a sense of privacy and are often covered with curtains for winter (keeping you warm) or summer (protecting you from pests).

This dark oak four-poster bed features bold carvings, including lions and satyrs, indicating the royal heritage of its past owner. It also features traces of brightly colored paint that will produce a rich and dramatic effect.

You don't need a large space to accommodate a four-poster bed. This sleek wood version looks beautiful in a small room and draws color from a natural fiber rug.

Iron-framed beds are an iconic choice for your Victorian bedroom. Unlike modern metal beds, Victorian frames were made of wrought iron, a material known for its durability and timeless elegance. Inspiration for getting a Victorian bedroom can be through property sales sites property.thegardengranny.com.

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Stay Warm and Add Style to Your Home with Electric Media Wall Fires

Looking to stay cozy and enhance the style of your home? Look no further than electric media wall fires. These innovative and sleek fireplaces can provide both warmth and aesthetic appeal to any room. With their easy installation and versatile design options, electric media wall fires offer a convenient and attractive alternative to traditional fireplaces.

The Benefits of Electric Media Wall Fires

Electric media wall fires offer several advantages over traditional fireplaces. First and foremost, they are extremely efficient and cost-effective. Unlike wood or gas fireplaces, electric media wall fires use electricity to generate heat. This eliminates the need for expensive fuel and reduces the environmental impact. Additionally, electric fires can be turned on and off with the flick of a switch, allowing you to easily control the temperature in your home.

Another benefit of electric media wall fires is their versatility. They come in a wide variety of sizes and styles, making it easy to find one that matches your home decor. Whether you prefer a modern look with sleek black glass or a more traditional feel with rustic wood, there is an electric media wall fire to suit every taste.

Furthermore, electric media wall fires are incredibly easy to install. Unlike traditional fireplaces that require a chimney, these electric versions can be mounted on any wall. This means you can place them in any room of your home, whether it's the living room, bedroom, or even the bathroom. The flexibility of installation makes electric media wall fires a practical option for any space.

How Electric Media Wall Fires Work

Electric media wall fires work by using electricity to generate heat and simulate the appearance of a real fire. Behind the sleek glass or wood exterior, there are small heating elements that warm up and radiate heat into the room. These heating elements are powered by electricity and can be adjusted to your desired temperature.

To create the illusion of flames, electric media wall fires use LED lights and mirrors. These lights are positioned to reflect off the mirrors, creating a realistic flickering effect that mimics the look of a traditional fireplace. Some models even offer adjustable flame settings, allowing you to customize the intensity and color of the flames to match your mood.

In addition to the heating and flame effects, electric media wall fires often come with built-in media features. These can include speakers, Bluetooth connectivity, and even television screens. This means you can not only enjoy the warmth and ambiance of a fire but also watch your favorite shows or listen to music while relaxing in your living room.

Choosing the Right Size and Style for Your Home

When selecting an electric media wall fire, it's important to consider the size and style that will best suit your home. The size of the fireplace should be proportional to the room it will be installed in. A small fireplace may get lost in a large living room, while a large fireplace could overwhelm a small bedroom. Measure the dimensions of the space carefully and choose a fireplace that will complement the room without overpowering it.

In terms of style, there are endless options to choose from. If you have a modern home with sleek lines and minimalist decor, a contemporary electric media wall fire with a black glass finish might be the perfect choice. On the other hand, if you have a more traditional home with warm colors and rustic furniture, a fireplace with a wooden mantel and realistic log bed might be more suitable.

It's also worth considering the features that are important to you. Some electric media wall fires come with additional features such as remote controls, timers, or even built-in storage shelves. Think about how you plan to use the fireplace and what features would enhance your overall experience.

Installation and Maintenance of Electric Media Wall Fires

One of the major advantages of electric media wall fires is their ease of installation. Unlike traditional fireplaces, which require professional installation and a chimney, electric media wall fires can typically be mounted on any wall with minimal effort. The process usually involves attaching a bracket to the wall and then hanging the fireplace on the bracket. However, it's important to follow the manufacturer's instructions carefully to ensure a safe and secure installation.

In terms of maintenance, electric media wall fires are relatively low maintenance compared to traditional fireplaces. Since they don't burn wood or gas, there is no ash or soot to clean up. However, it's still important to keep the fireplace clean and free of dust. Regularly dust off the exterior and wipe the glass or wood surface with a soft cloth to maintain its appearance.

Additionally, it's important to check the electrical components of the fireplace periodically to ensure everything is in working order. If you notice any frayed wires or loose connections, it's best to have a professional electrician inspect and repair the fireplace to prevent any potential hazards.

Safety Considerations for Electric Media Wall Fires

While electric media wall fires are generally safe, it's important to follow some safety precautions to ensure their safe operation. First and foremost, always read and follow the manufacturer's instructions for installation and use. This will help you understand any specific safety guidelines or recommendations for your particular fireplace model.

When installing the fireplace, make sure it is securely mounted to the wall according to the manufacturer's instructions. This will prevent any accidental tipping or falling of the fireplace, which could cause damage or injury.

Additionally, never leave the fireplace unattended while it is running. It's important to turn off the fireplace when you leave the room or go to bed to avoid any potential accidents.

Finally, keep flammable materials away from the fireplace. While electric media wall fires don't produce real flames, they still generate heat. It's important to keep curtains, furniture, and other flammable items a safe distance away from the fireplace to prevent any fire hazards.

Enhancing Your Home Decor with Electric Media Wall Fires

Electric media wall fires not only provide warmth but also add a stylish touch to your home decor. With their wide range of styles and finishes, electric media wall fires can complement any interior design theme.

If you have a modern home with clean lines and a minimalist aesthetic, a sleek black or white glass fireplace can create a striking focal point in your living room. Pair it with contemporary furniture and bold artwork to create a cohesive and stylish look.

For those with a more traditional home, a fireplace with a wooden mantel and realistic log bed can add a cozy and rustic touch. Pair it with warm colors, plush furniture, and vintage accessories for a traditional and inviting atmosphere.

To further enhance the ambiance, consider adding some decorative elements around the fireplace. Hang a mirror above the fireplace to create the illusion of a larger space and reflect the flickering flames. Place a few candles or decorative objects on the mantel to add visual interest and create a cozy atmosphere.

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Nanoleaf 4D Kit Review (2023): Fantastic Colors

I watched Return of the King with 4D lighting, and I never want to go back. The colors of Mount Doom’s lava poured onto the wall behind my TV, and the flickering lanterns as Aragorn took up Andúril, the flame of the west, warmed my living room. The green of the Shire felt nearly in reach. It was all thanks to a little camera hanging over my television, and the light strip wrapped around the back���

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Exploring the Perfect Blend of Room Colors and Intriguing Home Designs

When it comes to designing our homes, we all strive to create a space that reflects our personal style and caters to our individual needs. From the color palette of the rooms to the intricate details of staircase designs, every element plays a significant role in shaping the ambiance of our living space. Let's delve into some key aspects of home design, from room colors to various furniture and decor elements, that can elevate the overall aesthetic appeal.

Room Colors: The foundation of any well-designed space lies in the choice of room colors. The colors we choose for our rooms have a profound impact on our moods and emotions. For a calm and serene environment, soothing colors like soft blues, greens, or neutrals like beige and cream can work wonders. On the other hand, vibrant hues like red, yellow, or orange can infuse energy and create a lively atmosphere. The key is to strike a balance between personal preferences and the purpose of the room.

Design of Stairs: Staircases not only serve as a functional element connecting different levels of a home but also present an opportunity to showcase creativity. From sleek and modern designs with clean lines to ornate and grand styles, the possibilities are endless. For a minimalist look, floating staircases with open risers and sleek handrails can add a touch of elegance. On the other hand, curved or spiral staircases can create a dramatic focal point, lending a sense of grandeur to the space.

TV Unit Designs: The television has become an integral part of our daily lives, and designing a TV unit that seamlessly blends with the overall decor is essential. Wall-mounted units with concealed wiring and storage compartments are gaining popularity, as they not only save space but also provide a clean and clutter-free look. Customizable modular units are another excellent option, allowing you to personalize the design according to your requirements.

Kitchen Setting: The kitchen is often considered the heart of the home, and its design should combine functionality with aesthetic appeal. Opting for a layout that maximizes space utilization and promotes efficient workflow is crucial. Modern kitchens often feature sleek cabinetry with clean lines and minimalist hardware. Incorporating a mix of materials like wood, glass, and metal can add visual interest, while proper lighting is essential to create a warm and inviting ambiance.

Showcase Designs: Showcases or display units are ideal for highlighting cherished collectibles, art pieces, or family photographs. The design of a showcase should complement the overall style of the room while providing ample storage and display options. From traditional wooden showcases with intricate carvings to contemporary glass and metal designs, there are various options to choose from, catering to different tastes and preferences.

Wooden Door Design: The entrance to a home sets the tone for what lies beyond, making the design of the main door significant. Wooden doors, with their timeless appeal, are a popular choice. Depending on the style you desire, you can opt for solid wood doors with ornate carvings for a classic look or sleek, minimalist designs for a modern touch. Choosing the right color and finish can further enhance the overall aesthetic.

Mirror Designs: Mirrors not only serve a functional purpose but also create an illusion of space and reflect light, making a room appear brighter and more expansive. The shape, size, and frame of a mirror can dramatically impact its visual impact. From statement wall mirrors with ornate frames to minimalistic frameless designs, mirrors can be incorporated into various areas of the home, including the living room, bedroom, and even the bathroom.

Dining Table: A well-designed dining table brings people together and serves as a focal point in the dining area. The size and shape of the table should be determined by the available space and the number of people it needs to accommodate. Rectangular tables are versatile and can fit into most room layouts, while round or oval tables encourage conversation and create a more intimate setting. The choice of material, such as wood, glass, or metal, can further enhance the overall aesthetic appeal.

Designs of Wall Tiles: Wall tiles are an excellent way to add texture, color, and pattern to a space. From the kitchen backsplash to the bathroom walls, the right choice of tiles can transform the room. Subway tiles are a timeless option that works well in both traditional and contemporary settings. Patterned tiles can create a bold statement, while mosaic tiles can add a touch of luxury and visual interest.

In conclusion, designing a home involves careful consideration of various elements, including room colors, staircase designs, furniture choices, and decorative details. By harmoniously blending these elements, we can create a space that reflects our personal style, enhances our daily experiences, and truly feels like home.

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Sam Route

   The motel room is charming; a quaint breakfast nook by the bay window, potted succulents in the window frame, a sizable television mounted the the pale yellow wall, plush carpets the color of beach sand, a teal overstuffed loveseat with canary yellow pillows, a king sized bed with an ocean blue comforter set, and a freshly remodeled bathroom with white tiles and a clear shower stall. It seems you’d hit the jackpot finding a cheap motel in the middle of a remodel. Sam places your luggage by the loveseat, the furniture piece appearing comically miniature beside his colossal frame.

“How about we clean up-” Sam suggests falling silent, wrapping his muscular arms around your shoulders as he leans down to press an affectionate kiss to your forehead before he continues. “Then we go to that diner at the corner and pick up dinner.”

“Samuel Winchester, are you trying to wine and dine me?” The flirtatious question makes him chuckle, the sound reverberating in his chest, as he shyly gives a subtle shrug. “Shouldn’t we see if Dean needs anything?” The question causes him to groan, setting his forehead on your shoulder before he presses a trail of warm open mouthed kisses up the column of your neck.

“Dean’s capable of taking care of himself.” He mumbles selfishly, heart leaping with delight at the hum of approval. “Besides, I just want to spend time with my girl, alone.”

“Is that what the bickering about rooms was about?”

“You noticed that, huh?”

“Of course.” You release an amused laugh, the whimsical sound making Sam smile in fondness. “That poor kid probably thought he was going to have to break-up a fight over available rooms.”

“It wasn’t that bad.” He chuckles, pinching your jean clad hip and laughing as you squeal and swat at his hands. “It was weird, right? He kept pushing for us all to stay together.”

“It’s not that weird. That’s what he’s used to, that was how we did things before he went to purgatory.”

“I remember.” He hooks his index fingers in the loops of your jeans, pulling you flush against him. “My favorite nights were when it was my turn to share the bed with you.” He buries his stubbled face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling the supple flesh before murmuring against your ear. “I really didn’t like having to share you.” Something about the confession sours the mood, an odd guilt churning within your chest. If only he knew that he kind of still was having to share you; your heart. 

“Can I ask you something?” Sam questions, feeling the tension that settles in the atmosphere. “Are we good?” 

“Of course we are.” You replied, running your fingers through his smooth chestnut hair as you avoided meeting his beautiful hazel eyes in fear of spilling the secret hiding within your heart. He’d always been a skilled listener, it was impossible for you to keep secrets from him. In a bizarre twist, your love of the Winchesters was the sole secret you’d been able to keep from him, but your resolve was dwindling. “Why do you ask?”

“I just-” He sighs, pulling away from you as he gnaws on his lower lip before taking your hand in his and playing with your fingers. “Something has felt off since Dean came back from purgatory. I just wanted to make sure that we’re okay and that you didn’t change your mind about us because we were thrown back into the grind.”

“Sam, I-” You stammer, unable to think of the correct words for the tsunami of conflicting emotions that’re crashing against your heart and mind in waves.

“Oh.” He murmurs, attempting to release your hand before you grasp at his jacket sleeve with your free hand in an attempt to stop him.

“No, that’s not what I mean.” You rush, groaning at yourself and the inability to form proper sentences. Sam’s silent, watching the struggle and conflicting emotions as your delicate features settle on a helpless expression of exhaustion.

 “It’s not you or anything you’ve done. I just have things-emotions-I am working through.”

“You can talk to me about it.” He tries before you shake your head and look up at him with warm tears blurring your vision.

“I am sorry if I made you feel like I don’t care.” You sniffle, and Sam feels guilty for bringing it up. He never wanted to upset you. He just wanted reassurance that he wasn’t going to lose you. He didn’t know if he could handle it. No, scratch that, he knows he couldn’t handle it. “I love you, Sam.”

“I love you too, honey.” He whispers with a sad smile, hugging you tightly as he cradles the back of your head against his chest. “Please don’t cry.”

“I am sorry.” You mumble against his chest, the apologies are muffled by his jacket but he still hears you in the silence.

“Everything’s okay, baby.” He whispers, pulling away to cradle your face in his palms, thumbs wiping away the warm tears. “I love you so much.” 

The conversation sparked something inside you; it was as if the fear of losing Sam had startled a sense of clarity. The love you have for Dean is not and can not be anything other than familial. You’re in love with Sam. Sam Winchester is your home.