#backdated para

[bbakerdmd]

Britt had been checking her texts and going back and forth between her husband and her girlfriend. She hadn't expected her life to turn out this way but she was happy. Her family weren't exactly good with it and blamed her health issues on the stress of trying to juggle everything on her plate and make two very different people happy. She wondered why she bothered to tell them when things had been so peaceful.

"No, you're fine. We're always so busy at work to really sit and chat." Sitting her phone down,she gave Mariah all of her attention. "Life seems to be going your way. I'm sure you'll win the title and you deserve it."

Mariah walked into the Starbucks to get her regular coffee for the morning. She'd just finished her gym workout, so she wore lavender leggings and a white sports bra. Her blond hair is still in a high ponytail. Most people would've said she was crazy for the turn to her relationship had happened, but Mariah never saw it that way. At the end of the day, her husband's happiness was part of being his wife, right? If she couldn't do that, then they needed to communicate that, and it was something that Simon and her had always done. She glanced around as she waited for her order and spotted Britt. It was someone she hadn't expected to run into, but she figured it would hurt to say anything. Grabbing her coffee she moved over to where the DMD sat. " Hope you don't mind me coming to say hi." She said as she sat down.

[kendclgrey]

Most would've found it weird that Kendal had decided to go out with Myles and the rest of NQCC. Despite her teasing of Myles, she figured it showed good faith that she could go out with them. The fact he had offered to even drive her had been helpful; after all, she hadn't even driven to work herself tonight. She'd caught a ride with Carlee and Luca cause it was easier.

Thankfully, she'd already been wearing a cute outfit for work, so she didn't have to worry about that. " You ready?" she said, finding Myles backstage. It wasn't like she could go anywhere after him. Did she purposely sneak up on him when she asked if he was ready? Of course, she couldn't help but get a little fun in. After all, he said, she had to be nice while they were out. They technically hadn't left just yet.

@thekidmyles

[familiar-finn]

No way in hell would Finn abide by the speed limit in his brand new car. At least not the first time driving it anyway. Gareth couldn't just give the adrenaline-seeking familiar a car that looked like that and not expect him to test its acceleration levels. Good thing he'd only been warned about crashing it and not violating any other types of traffic laws.

He packed up a bag of his things he'd need for his promised week alone in the town house and loaded up the back of his car before getting in the driver's seat and starting it up. Gorgeous thing purred like a kitten and roared like a lion. Finn always did like going fast and fast he went down the road between Krovs Castle and Krovs Town with Billy Idol blasting on the stereo. He must've been going at least 30 over on the open road, singing along to "Rebel Yell" at the top of his lungs, he didn't notice the cop car tucked away until he saw the flashing lights in his rearview mirror. God damn it, he hoped it was Mason. He continued cursing under his breath as he slowed and pulled over, not about to give the cop he expected a chase or any more trouble he already knew he'd be in.

Finn glanced in the sideview while he leaned over to pull his registration from the glovebox and license out of his wallet. The cop approaching was unsurprisingly not Thatcher but Morozov himself all long legs and what had to be a permanent scowl embedded on his features. Course the car's height lended itself to Finn's eye-line immediately falling right between the chief's legs and visions of what went down between them during heat week not too long ago flooded his memory. A flush of heat spread over his cheeks and down his neck and he shook his head while he pushed those thoughts away. Not appropriate for this situation. He lowered the music as he rolled down the window, already prepared with his license and registration in hand. "Yeah, I know I was speedin', chief," he said, finally glancing up at Ransom. "Got carried away with the new ride."

@officermorozov

[lgcjaekyung]

@lgcjino

hand on her ankle, jaekyung grabs her leg firm and pulls it almost all the way up before leaning towards the wall in a stretch. the female figured using her time to get a bit of a head start in wouldn't hurt.

she exhales a quiet breath, eyes staring into space as she keeps herself focused on not pulling a muscle while twisting her limps beyond their natural positions while she was waiting for jino to be ready.

they would just be doing basic exercises but one could never be too careful about stretching. and if she wanted to show off just a little- well that was nobody's business but her own.

[illustriousstorm]

This night was well needed after the altercation Toni had with her father earlier when she had gone to meet him for the first time. She was lucky to have Britt by her side to keep her calm and rational as he said how he never wanted kids. The anger had bubbled up inside of her and before she could think she had punched him and was laying them in hard before Britt had stopped her. It was a nightmare that she had envisioned happening if the moment occurred but now it was over and he was out of her thoughts for good.

Britt. Her friend for years and now much more. It had come out of nowhere and Toni's experiences had made her more cautious romantically than she once had been. The way she'd meshed with Britt was undeniable, she has always been ever appreciative of somebody who could take her nonsense and throw it right back at her. There's nothing quite as thrilling as a natural back and forth of two personalities perfectly suited for one another. Now here they were in a fancy restaurant having an official date together after several hookups at parties and such. She had opted for a simple black dress with lace top and a pair of heels and smiled as she thought of how nervous Britt had been to ask her out. "You weren't kidding when you said this was fancy." Her eyes scanned over the room slowly before turning back to her date. "It's beautiful but not as beautiful as you." It was cheesy but true in her eyes.

The waitress had arrived with salads and bread for them to enjoy before taking their order. She placed two wine glasses and a big bottle of chilled red wine onto the table as she watched the ladies glance over the menu. "You sure do take care of your guests. "I'll have the Beef Wellington, roasted vegetables, and Yorkshire pudding." The thought of the food was already making her stomach happy, she missed food from where she considered home. She was an Aussie with British roots and family there, all but her mum and sister. "You really did outdo yourself." Her eyes flicker upwards to enjoy the sight of her date and a smile tugs at the corners of her lips. "Making our time here special." Her fingers wrapped around the wine glass and brought it to her lips.@bbker

[kvngsevlgi]

𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 - baekseul

backdated - feb. 24th, underwater party @bxunbaek

Seulgi felt cute in the outfit she picked out for the party. Sure it wasn’t flashy and over the top. It wasn’t even covered in cool little under the sea decorations but it was the a pretty shade of light blue so it fit for the theme at least. Captivated by how the area the party was held was underwater, she found herself fixated to watching any sea life that allowed itself to make an appearance to the party goers. Instantly she snapped a few photos with her phone before pocketing it again, eager to find a moment later to paint the scene she witnessed. There were many photos that she took that would become paintings later. The singer was going to use any free time to keep up with her hobbies at any chance she got.

Pulling herself away to focus on the party, she instantly found Baekhyun which relieved her to no end. Sure she had other friends there but she wasn’t against spending more time with the male whenever the chance arose. Making her way over to him, a smile spread across her lips. “Oppa! You enjoying yourself? I felt the need to come and spend time with you since I feel I haven’t seen you the whole time we’ve been here.” She’s not disappointed by it since she had been dragged everywhere possible it seemed but she didn’t regret it at all. “So wanna try those odd colored drinks with me? If you don’t we can leave instead and I can draw you like I mentioned to you before. You can even have the drawing afterwards.”

[imamadman]

Confrontations;

Everything had been going fine till his sister had shown up. It had basically consistently put Gabe in a lousy mood. He did his best not to let it show too much, but he was sure even his girlfriend could tell. Once he was announced for the New Japan Cup, he tried to focus all of his energy on that, knowing he'd be leaving for Japan soon enough.

He hadn't expected to run into her when he did, both at Starbucks. "Bloody hell." Gabe cursed louder than he had meant to. Not that this man could ever be quiet in his life. Gwen heard her brother almost instantly. She wished she couldn't pick his voice out of a crowd. " Just leave me alone, Gabe," she said, grabbing her coffee and leaving the building. Spinning on his heel, he followed her out of the place.

"Guinevere." He said, knowing that the fact that he'd fully named her would make her stop. " What the hell are you even bloody doing here? Why did you come to the States in the first place?" he questioned her. " Why do you even care?" she retorted. " News flash, everything doesn't have to do with you. Go back to being bloody happy with your little girlfriend." she said with a snort." You clearly don't want me in your life, so I have no problem not being in it." she said, glaring at the older man.

"Then go back home, no reason for you to bloody be here." he snapped, causing Gwen to laugh. " No, so mum can just lock me up in a looney bin? Hiding me away when I'm a little too much. A little too crazy for her?" she scoffed a little. " So don't even act like you care; I'll stay out of your life; you stay out of mine," she said, throwing her coffee at him. " You fuckin' cunt!" he shouted as she walked off. Gabe was just left confused and unsure of things as he knew he now needed to talk to their mother before heading to Japan. Forgetting about his coffee, he just got into his own car and went home before he ended up fighting someone.

[dancer-subclarington]

2.5 Piece Suit || Para: Kyla and Archie (Crossdressing; backdated)

Kyla was glad to have Archie with her while clothes shopping. Hopefully it would be more fun than going alone, plus he could help her make decisions. Most boys were useless with that, but still, this sounded fun. And he could carry her stuff or push the shopping cart for her. “Shiny!” She pointed ahead of them, at a rack with sparkly dresses, speeding up to get there two seconds faster. It’s not like she had a specific need for any of these, but that had never stopped her before.

Archie didn't mind keeping Kyla company for that day of impromptu shopping that she had came up with, plus it seemed like the most gentleman thing to do to keep her company around town, knowing only too well how men could get around that place with a pretty young woman like herself. He was walking one step behind her while they made their way through the aisles, the rackets of clothes all in display for everyone to see. When he saw what had caught her attention he chuckled and went to stand right behind her. "Don't you think you already own enough like that one?" he said, giving her skirt a playful, soft tug.

Kyla was looking at the dresses, trying to decide between different hemlines and sleeves, only looking at Archie when she was done and had her hand on a hanger. “Huh?” She asked, processing his question and looking at her own skirt. “Hmm..” She put back the one with the frilly bottom that was like her skirt, picking up one that was a tight fit all the way down, then putting it back for a black color. “I think I like this one too. And its still sparkly.”

Archie chuckled and nodded. "Sure. Yet another one for your rack collection of shiny skirts. Don't you ever feel like being venturous? Like you could try something different? Somehow, I got that vibe from you when we first met. I guess I was wrong" he said with a shrug, then turned around to focus on what was across the other aisle, which also led to where the men's clothing were.

“Hey, I’m adventurous!” Kyla insisted with a small whine, the sparkly dress still in her hand. “Not all sparkly dresses are the same. Still, what did you have in mind?” She looked behind her at other racks of women’s clothes. “Like..leather? Lace? Lace is fun.” She kept looking around the women’s section. “I guess tshirts would be something different. But I don’t wear them much.”

Archie looked in between the shelves with men's shirts and pants. "You don't have to wear it much, but maybe just one time. Like, today. For me, to show me just how venturous you are." He winked at her, then grabbed one of the ties that were there. "Have you ever tried men's clothing?"

Kyla blinked down at the tie, her brows crinkled. “I did in a dance once or twice.” The truth was that aside from being brought shopping when her brothers got clothes as a kid, she hadn’t even been in a section that sells guys clothes. “I could try I guess?” She looked up and scanned the section, pointing at a rack of sweatervests. “Just..don’t try putting those things on me.”

Archie scrunched his nose. "Trust me, I won't. If we're going to dress you up like a man, even just for one single time, you should have the best there is." He put his hand on her lower back to guide her steps to where the section for more formal clothes were. "Shirt, pants and a suit would be okay with you?"

“A suit like..a *suit* suit?” She was clearly taking some time to process this option of clothing that she’d never given a thought to. “Sure,” she said nodding and regaining herself. “Ooh wait, can I do the thing girls do when they wear a suit jacket but not a shirt?”

Archie chuckled, then stepped closer to her and cupped her chin with his fingertips, leaning her head up a little so she could look at him. "Surprise me. No matter what you pick, anything you want. I'll pay for it. But you need to sell it to me. Make me believe you can wear it good."

“Hmm,” she considered him, suddenly more energized as her eyes beamed up at his. “A challenge, huh?” Never one to back down from a posed challenge or dare, she nodded. “You’re on.” She started looking at everything, grabbing some shirts and a couple jackets before arriving at the pants. “Is it even worth me figuring out how these sizes work considering none will fit me?” She didnt know much about men’s clothes, but she did have to figure that they didn’t make clothes for people who were 5’2”. She chose some things and went to the dressing rooms, coming out and looking in the mirror wearing pants, a suit jacket, and a bra. “I think its..is it kinda hot?” She shrugged the jacket up more onto her shoulders. “I think it’s kinda hot.”

[pcwells]

his eyebrow rose at her request to re-join her in la once her trip ended. he hadn't expected her to ask him to tag along, but the excitement he felt about the possibility put an extra pep into his step. "i think i could manage a trip out to la. i wouldn't want to disappoint tank after all. i know he was pretty excited to see me." he found it difficult to pull his gaze from her. she was just as beautiful as the day he had met her. "i did miss you a whole lot. that kind of thing tends to happen when you spend so much time with someone in such a short period of time. "

as he wandered around the bottom floor of his home to re-introduce her to the layout, his gaze landed on her as she questioned the fact that he had remembered what her favorite snacks were. "there is a lot i remember about you, sweeney. plus, you know that i always aim to please you in whatever way that i can." his comment could have been taken more than one way when it came to their complicated past. anyone with half a brain cell knew that glen would move mountains to do whatever he could for her. the only person who didn't know how much she meant to him was glen himself. he always managed to live in some form of denial when it came to her.

the small talk on their way up to the second floor was easy. it was as if no time had passed between them, and they were as close as they were when they had started filming. he had missed that sense of closeness with her. she had always felt like home to him, and he felt whole having her in arms reach. his left brow rose as she questioned him about her choosing her own room. he had expected some sort of smart remark, but instead she had helped herself to his room and crawled onto the center of the mattress. he swallowed the lump that had formed in the back of his throat, as his lips curled into a smile. "you don't think that's gonna be a conflict of interest? the last time you slept in my bed there wasn't a whole lotta sleepin' happening."

maybe she should question why she felt so nervous. after all she knew glen but seeing him standing in front of her, in his home, felt different. sydney wished that she could say it was just the shock of seeing him after so long but she had the feeling that wasn't it. instead of dwelling on that thought, she focused on the puppy in her arms. a small laugh escaped from her as they headed further into the house," i can't help it, he's just so damn adorable!" under normal circumstances she would have tried to stop him from carrying her luggage in. since she didn't think it was going to be a long visit, she had packed light. plus she knew that if there was something that she needed that she could always go shopping. she continued to pet brisket while holding him, taking a look around," maybe you come back to la with me when i have to go? that way you can visit tank?"

she had no idea why she was proposing he come back with her but it was too late to take it back. instead she focused her attention on him, even as he pointed out how excited brisket was," you must have missed me a whole lot then," she teased," you could try to make your ass wiggle that fast but it might be pointless to try." he was guiding her further into the house which looked just like she remembered. she had wondered if he had changed anything but it didn't seem like he had from what she could see. a smile appeared on her face at the fact that he had already ordered food," i haven't eaten anything today unless you count the protein shake i had this morning, so chinese is great."

he was leading her along and she was happy to let him talk. the blonde went to set brisket down as they walked after he wiggled a bit too much. her head tilted when he pointed out the kitchen and brought up he had bought her favorite snacks," you remember what my favorite snacks are? keep this up and i might not want to go home." together, they made their way up the stairs. she slid her hands into the back pockets of her jeans," office? so official." she was merely teasing still but came to stop when he opened the door to a guest room. she couldn't not miss the fact that he stated it was close to his room. her teeth caught onto her lip as an idea popped in her head," so it's my choice?" she weaved her way around him to the half open door. the blonde nudged it open with her hip before she poked her head in. she didn't dare glance towards glen and instead walked across to perch herself on his bed," i think i'm choosing this one! best room in the house."

[theillesttonig]

Bedroom Boom || Toni & Isa 

Tagging: Antonio Garcia & Isabel Garcia ( @isaxgarcia )

Date: January 5, 2019

Location: Las Vegas 

Description: Toni and Isa’s Honeymoon/waking up after their drunken wedding night 

Trigger Warnings: NSFW

Isa “Getting Vegas married in style,” She grinned, giving him a little nod in return. A little gasp escaping her lips as he kissed her skin over and over again until her dress had finally fallen to the floor. Heat rising to her cheeks. With one look and a few words, she felt like he had set her skin on fire. Her heart pounding against her chest as she slowly spun around his arms. “¿Cómo te atreves a ser tan encantador y tan guapo?” She found herself whispering. Her thoughts were swimming around in her head, but she didn’t care. She felt like she was floating on cloud 9 as she reached up and began to take off his tie. Slipping his jacket slowly off of his shoulders, she pressed a light kiss against his lips. Letting it linger there for a moment, before moving to unbutton the white collared shirt that clung to his skin in all the right places. Taking her time like he did to remove button my button. Leaving light marks across his chest as she went. Before finally she reached his belt. A playful smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she unhooked it from around his waist, letting his pants fall to the ground until the two of them were standing there in only their underwear. “AJ?” She whispered, lifting herself up on her tiptoes. Her lips hovering only a few inches away from his. But, not quite touching, at least yet, as she found herself admitting, “Te deseo much.”

Toni had to agree with Isa. They didn’t do anything half way for this wedding thanks to help. Most were evident that they were doing things spur of the moment, and here they were, looking as though this had been a well thought out plan when in reality, it had not been but he wouldn’t have it any other way. “¿Cómo me atrevo, eh? Fácil cuando te estoy hablando,” he responded back. Toni’s lip fell captive between his teeth when the woman’s lips touched his as she started to undressing him. The lingering kiss left him breathless, and eager for yet another. Toni picked her up, lifting her off her feet. “Yo tambien, mas que nada.” He placed her on the be as he unhooked her bra. Toni rid her of it and gestured for her to lay down, “This time, I’m going to take my time.” Knowing that the last time they were already in the throes of it when they came out of the spell.

Isa “You do?” She asked almost breathlessly. Another giggle escaping her lips as he swooped her up in his arms and carried her to bed. She knew that they were rushing into things, knew that the lightheaded feeling taking over her might just be the overwhelming amount of champagne talking, but at the moment she couldn’t help but feel like this, them, just felt right. The way the butterflies were almost spilling out of her stomach, whenever he was near. The way, when he looked at her, it was as if every ounce of breath was taken from her lungs. The way a permanent blush had been seared into her cheeks as he unhooked her bra and left her laying there, completely exposed, out in front of him. Reaching up, she carefully traced his lips with the tip of her fingers. Watching his lower lip pout slightly and having a slight urge to bite it, to kiss it, and to get lost it in, in between the ripples of cotton sheets and hints of smiles. “This time, huh?” She asked softly, “Does that mean… when I say I like you? You’ll say it back?” The innocent words left her lips almost hesitantly.

Toni nodded. “Of course I do.” A smile formed on his features as he heard the giggle. Toni hadn’t thought, over thought or even had a plan that would take so long to get through to get to this point. It was unplanned and he thought that it just worked. It seemed right even when everything else seemed a little more hazy. Her question had made him pause, let out a little chuckle. He joined her in bed, taking her hand in his. “Yes, when you say you like me, I’ll most definitely say it back.” He lifted her hand to his lips, kissing each of her knuckles, only to move further to kissing her wrist. Kissing up her forearm, until he made his way to her shoulder. His lips pressed light kisses along her shoulder and up the expanse of her her neck until his lips met hers. His kiss hungry, needy even, and passionate. Toni was an artist and his lips itched to touch every inch of her as if she were a canvas and his lips the brush.

Isa When he joined her in bed, Isa quickly curled into his chest. Resting her head lightly against him, as she traced her fingers lightly across his abs. Before peaking up at him when Toni said that he’d most definitely say it back. “Then, I like you,” She couldn’t help, but smile as she leaned forward and gave him a light kiss. “A lot,” She admitted, before kissing him again. She felt like she was dreaming. Like this was all too good to be true and tomorrow she’d wake up and she’d be back in her own bedroom back at home. And yet, as he kissed her, as she trailed light marks across her skin, she couldn’t help but feel more alive than she had ever been.

Toni pulled away just a but to look at her as she said she liked him. “I like you too,” he told her honestly. He fond himself falling into the kiss, deepening it until his lungs desperately needed a refill on air. “A lot,” he admitted with a grin. His lips traveled along her collarbone, nipping at her skin lightly as he went. His hands roamed up her thighs and he felt as though the air in the room was electric filled with the excitement of the moment. Toni hadn’t gotten the opportunity before to simply admire how beautiful she was or trace her every curve beneath his fingertips. He didn’t see why in this hazy night of what seemed like cloud nine he couldn’t do that. They had nothing but time. His lips roamed over her skin, kissing between the valley of her breasts, before paying attention to each in turn and his hand kneaded the other. His tongue gliding over each nipping in turn, his tongue teasing the other. He then moved lower, lips delving past the her ribcage to her panty line, Kissing along the expanse of her stomach. He looked up at her as his hands roamed up her thighs, asking one last time if she was sure before ridding her of the fabric. “You’re so beautiful.”

Isa Isa face couldn’t help but light up as he finally said it back to her. “I like you,” She found herself saying once again. A little laugh leaving her lips, followed by a little drunken hiccup, as she covered up her face with her hands. Peaking up at him through the cracks in between her fingers, before she lowered them once more. Lacing her arms around his neck instead, as she admitted, “I might have a really bad crush on my husband,” pressing another kiss against his lips. But, this time not as light or hesitant as it was before. Pulling him closer towards her, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her back arching a little bit more with each kiss he gave. And when he asked if she was sure, a warm smile- the kind that hurt your cheeks from being so utterly taken by the other- found its way to her face. Another little laugh escaping her lips as she nodded towards him. “I married you, didn’t I?” To say Isa felt smitten was the understatement of a life time. She could practically hear her heart racing against her chest as he tore the thin fabric away from her skin. “AJ,” his name left her lips once more, not knowing how she had ended up so lucky to be looked at in the way he seemed to see her.

Toni found himself grinning at her as she admitted that she had a crush on her husband. “Babe you have a crush on me, how embarrassing,” he teased kissing her to let her know he was kidding. Damn she was cute, hiding behind her fingers and blushing. And yet she transformed from cute to sexy as she pulled him closer, arching her back as his lips touched her skin. And when she said his name, not Toni but AJ like that it sounded like the sexiest sound he’d ever heard. But he knew the night was young and more was yet to come. When he rid her of her underwear, his breath caught in his chest as she lay there beautiful, naked and all his. “Mrs. Garcia you don’t know how incredibly beautiful you are.” He placed light kisses on the insides of her thighs before he spread her legs and placed them on his shoulders. His tongue slowly traveling along her slit repeatedly, exploring her.

Isa “But, we’re married?” Isa let out a little laugh, shaking her head back and forth ever so slightly as she kissed him back again and again. First on his lips. Then his cheek and down his neck. Sucking lightly against his collar bone so that it would leave a little mark as if to prove that he was now hers. “AJ,” She gasped again, as he spread her legs apart. Placing light kisses on the insides of her thighs. And when he lifted her legs up onto her shoulders, a wave of heat washed over her. Her body already wet for him even before his tongue started to travel along her slits repeatedly, giving away how much she truly wanted him.

Toni chucked. “I know. It’s cute.” He leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips once more. Toni would never get enough of the woman in his hold. The first time they’d done this it was a haze, it was initiated with a spell and now here he was feeling his own breath catch at the feel of her lips touching his skin. Toni knew what a high felt like. He knew what being drunk felt like as well, but then here he was, feeling as though he was higher than ever and it was simply of this woman. Her touches, the way she spoke his name. As his tongue traveled, it came into contact with her clit, tongue teasing her clit, circling the sensitive button. As his tongue’s focus became circling, flicking over her button, his fingers, entered her keeping pace with his tongue. Toni was eager to work her up and have her coming undone for him. He wanted to see her giving herself over to him, feel the way her body came undone for him.

Isa “So, good embarrassing?” She asked hesitantly, her heart skipping a beat with each kiss he gave her. “AJ,” She whispered once more, her breath catching in the back of her throat as heat radiated through her. Her head might have still been filled with champagne, but she could almost swear that her body was reacting to him in a way it had never done before. The moments his tongue would pause or pull away, a little moan would escape her lips. Her every being craving him. “AJ, please,” She found herself begging, reaching out and running her fingers through her hair as she arched her back, desperate to be closer to him. “I want you inside of me,” She admitted, her cheeks searing red in embarrassment. A gasp leaving her lips. Her toes curling beneath the silk sheets as she came undone before him, all but too ready to do it again.

Toni he nodded. “Of course, good embarrassing. There’s nothing about about you having a crush on me, because feelings mutual.” Toni marveled at the reactions he could pull from her. The way that she arched, moaned and the way her body reacted, good God he felt as though he were in heaven. And when she came undone, he knew that he had to have her immediately. Her essence on his fingers as he slid them from her made him want to bury his face between her thighs again just to taste her once more but he let the his glistening fingers suffice. She after all had told him exactly what she wanted. Toni rid himself of the rest of his clothes, moving up her body lips touching every inch of her until he was back to her lips. “You taste heavenly,” he told her as he kissed her deeply. His lips melding with hers as he aligned himself at her entrance, slowly thrusting into her and giving her a moment to adjust to him. “Holy fuck, you feel amazing,” he told her, his eyes boring into hers as he rocked his hips forward into her.

Isa “You have a crush on me too?” Isa asked, her eyes widening in surprise as a playful smile found its way to her lips once more as she hummed, “How embarrassing” over at him. “I want to taste you too,” Isa admitted, kissing him more desperately this time. Nipping his bottom lip with her teeth before she slid her tongue back into his mouth wanting to explore every inch of it. She wanted to please him the way he had her, hold him in her hands, and thank him over and over again, until he couldn’t get her off of his mind. But, as he quickly rid himself of the rest of his suit, she knew that would have to wait, spreading her legs open in anticipation. Another gasp leaving her lips as he thrusted inside of her. “Baby, baby, please,” She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist as he thrusted inside of her once more. Squeezing her hips a little tighter as she eagerly kissed him. “Harder.”

Toni nodded at her question. “I have a crush on you, too,” he told her almost surprised at how he grinned as he admitted. When their lips touched it felt as though he were drowning in everything that this woman was in the best way possible. When she wrapped her legs around him, and her lips met his he abided by her request to thrust harder. Their hips met over and over, reminding himself to throw caution to the wind when the woman had requested for him to thrust harder. His lips met hers in needy kisses that melded one into the next. His hips rocking into hers at a steady pace as one of his hands roamed up her form, roughly kneading her breasts. If he’d thought she was amazing when he was coming out of the spell that night, that had nothing on now. There was no way he was gong to be able to let this woman go.

Isa Her face lit up at his words pressing another eager kiss against his lips before he even had a chance to get his full sentence out. Her heart was beating against her chest so fast that she was almost certain he was able to hear it. The way he made it leap with every touch. Another gasp leaving her lips as he thrust himself deeper inside of her again and again. And when he roughly kneaded her breasts, her body began to quiver. “Toni,” She cried out once more, her lips crashing against his. Her nails digging lightly into the skin across his back as she let herself completely come undone in his arms for the second time that night.

Toni would never get over the way this woman’s body reacted to him. The way she cried out his name. Everything about her turned him on, spurred his actions, his thrusts. When he she came undone, hot damn, it was something he had no words and it didn’t take long for him to follow suit not long after. He spent the rest of the night making her come undone before the pair eventually passed out from exhaustion. It was an incredible night that only wrapped up in the most perfect way possible. That is until morning came and he felt the fuzziness of a night filled with alcohol induced decisions. He felt his arms wrapped around a slight form, pressed up against him. Her frowned, trying for a moment to recall every event of the night before. But there was drinking, there was fun. There was sex? He looked down at himself there was nakedness. When he looked over at Isa, he practically tried to warn his body not to react. He shifted his hand a glint of something caught his eye. A wedding ring. He didn’t…they didn’t… “Holy shit,” he said out loud not thinking about the fact that he probably was about to wake Isa with his outburst. “Shit…Um….Isa…Isa are you awake?”

Isa “mhmm,” Isa stirred ever so slightly, unconsciously wrapping her arms tighter around Toni as she buried her face against his chest. Her body pressing firmly against his as she let out a little shiver, wanting to stay wrapped up in the warmth for just a little bit longer. Before her eyes slowly fluttered open. “Toni?” She murmured against his skin. As she slowly started to come out of the dream like daze, still assuming that she was dreaming that he was there. Until she reached over and quickly noticed that there was a very awake man entangled between her. “Toni!” Isa quickly sat up. A gulp leaving her lips as she took in his very naked form, before her eyes fell down to her own exposed chest. Quickly wrapping her arms around herself in attempt to stop her boobs from bouncing lightly up and down. Only to realize that covering up her nipples left her vagina exposed. “What are you doing here?” She asked, in a low whisper. “And where are my clothes?” She asked, turning to look at the articles scattered across the grown only for her eyes to widen even more. “Is that a wedding dress?”

Toni should have averted his eyes when she sat up, but he didn’t and he was very unabashedly naked as well. When she tried to cover herself and failed he grabbed the covers that had been sort of strewn everywhere and handed them to her. And he chose the just wrap the thin sheet around himself. “I really wish I had an answer to the what am I doing here question other than the obvious one. Because…I have an inkling.” He followed her gaze to the dress, and held up his hand. “This is a wedding ring, that’s a wedding dress.” He looked down at her hand. “That…is definitely a wedding ring…I could be wrong. Maybe we were just cosplaying for…a wedding convention…or…because I doubt that exists we might have…possibly gotten married? But the cosplay idea is a working theory too.”

Isa When Toni looked over at her, she couldn’t help but blush. Her cheeks flushing a dark shade of red as small smile found its way to her lips. “Thank you,” She said, as she wrapped the covers around herself. “Wha- that- that is a wedding ring…” Isa trailed off. When he motioned to her own finger, her eyes widened once more dropping the covers around herself out of shock as she took in the ring on her finger. “It’s- it’s wonder woman’s tiara,” She said softly, her gaze following back on Toni’s as the realization of what happened set in. “We got married?” She asked, biting down on her lower lip as she looked over at him.The longer she glanced around the room, she realized they were in the honeymoon suite. She had no idea where their suitcases were and on the side table sat a certificate as well as their two phones. “I changed my name,” She whispered under her breath. She was still in shock, feeling like she was in a dream that she was about to wake up to in any minute. Only it wasn’t a dream and when she picked up her phone she saw a bunch of texts from almost everyone she knew. “And we live streamed it on facebook,” She told him quietly, turning the phone to face him so that he could see they both give each other vows as Darth Vader pronounced them husband and wife. Not even bothering to cover herself up anymore as she tried to wrap her mind around what had just happened. This was Toni. The guy she had a crush on for months now. But, it was also her roommate, and friend. Memories slowly coming back from the night after. Him telling her that he liked her too and then- She started blushing even harder as she tentatively asked, “So… what do we do now?”

Toni nodded. As beautiful as she was this conversation was better had when parts, distracting parts were covered. He nodded as she processed, and pointed out more and more things that proved that the two of them had gotten married. He was half distracted when she said she changed her name. His automatic reaction was to ask, “To what?” Not realizing that she was talking about her last name. She was now Isa Garcia. But then again his family called her that anyway and he practically forgotten that she had another last name. What was it? “Yeah, that live stream pretty much proves it. Though…Darth Vader…that was a perfect touch.” He smiled. “We had a pretty nice wedding apparently,” but he started recalling the things about the night and it was definitely irrefutable that the two of them were definitely married. When the covers fell he willed himself to keep his eyes on her face. But it was even harder when she asked him what they should do and his kneejerk answer was, “Finish the honeymoon…” He shook his head and stared at the wall instead. “Um…I’m sorry….When I’m nervous seriousness just goes out the window. I’m trying here.” He thought about it. “We could stay married and see what happens? Or…? I don’t know what do you want to do? If you’ve got some other things going on, I don’t want to get in the way of that…”

Isa “To your last name?” Isa said, letting out a little laugh at his question, giving him a small nod as he spoke. “It was, wasn’t it? And I love the ring by the way. Drunk or not, it just- it reminds me of you,” She told him with a soft smile as she subconsciously scooted a little closer towards him, leaning over his shoulder to watch the wedding as it played over the phone. “I… I mean we could?” She offered up with a small smile of her own. “And not it’s okay. I just… I think I’d like that,” Isa told him with a little nod of her own. “And wait- some other things going on? Like what? I… I mean, I married you, silly,” She teased, giving him a little nudge as she spoke. Glancing down at her hands as she cleared her throat, before mumbling quietly under her breath, “I mean, I like you. So, this… this kinda worked out? Unless… unless you have something else going on? I mean I know we’re hispanic and catholic and divorce isn’t really much of a thing. But, if you like someone else… I just … I wouldn’t want you to stay married to me just out of obligation or anything…” She trailed off, giving him another shrug as she spoke.

Toni smiled. “You know as the words were coming out of my mouth I instantly regretted them and knew what you meant. I just sort of always adopted your name as Isa Garcia because of mom to the point where I forgot your name was not Garcia originally,” he admitted. “I mean you are Wonder Woman, every single day.” When she scooted closer, he wrapped an arm around her waist so that she was even closer. It was like an automatic reaction to her close proximity. He looked over at her, his smile felt like it was going to be permanently in place when she said that they could stay married. “Yeah?” He asked trying to make sure he heard her correctly. “Like I don’t know…other things? Dates and stuff?” His shoulders rose and fell in a shrug. “I like you too and nah, nothing going on here. There’s no one else. And I like the girl I married, so…” he shook his head. I’d never stay married to you out of obligation. “We’re friends before anything else. You mean way more to me than to do that,” he told her, lifting her gaze to his as he spoke so she’d know he meant it.

Isa “Wait, really?” Isa asked, her eyes widening in surprise as she let out a little laugh. “So maybe you subconsciously wanted to marry me?” Isa teased, giving him a light nudge as she spoke. Finding herself at a loss for words when Toni told her she was a Wonder Woman. She didn’t think it was possible for her cheeks to turn any pinker than how they already were. And yet, she could almost feel her skin heating with each word. And when he wrapped his arm around her waist, she found herself snuggling up against his side, wrapping her arms back around him and resting her head on his chest as she peaked up at him. Not even remotely embarrassed about the fact they were both laying their naked anymore. “Yeah,” She said with a little nod. “And I’m pretty happy right here with you,” She admitted, lacing her fingers through his as she mindlessly played with the ring on his finger, finding herself admiring the way it laid there. A little promise of forever. Or at least a for now. Giving the ring a light kiss, she looked back up at him, her smile growing as he spoke. “We’re really married,” She let out a little giggle at the thought, it suddenly not seeming as crazy as it had only a few minutes before. “Hey, AJ?” Isa found herself asking. “I know we’re already married and all, but… can I kiss you?”

Toni chuckled at her words. “I wouldn’t doubt it. I am the guy that asked you to move in with me when we first met. And then when we came out of the gods thing, I didn’t protest or stop, now did I? Maybe subconsciously I’ve always just wanted you to be my wife too.” It wasn’t like he’d have had a whole master plan to do this. If he had he would have fucked it up if he were being honest. But that wasn’t the case. So this definitely was just a lucky coincidence otherwise it would end just like all of his other relationships, in sad someone gets hurt way. “I’m glad you’re happy because so am I. If I had to wake up married to anyone I’m glad that it’s you.” Because she got him on a level that not many people did. Toni chuckled at her question. “Of course, we’re married now you can kiss me whenever, wherever you’d like.”

Isa “That you were. And I was the girl who was silly enough to take you up on the offer and who was sort of, maybe, happy you didn’t stop?” She admitted, leaning forwards and pressing a light kiss against his lips, not being able to hide her ever growing smile despite this morning feeling far from real. “Really? I’m pretty glad it was you I woke up drunk married to, too,” She said, before sneaking in another little kiss. A blush finding its way across her cheeks once more as she admitted, “I’m probably going to abuse that just a smidge. And mi esposo?” She said, feeling the word out as she nuzzled her noise lightly against his. “Gracias. De alguna manera hiciste que todo esto se sintiera normal, incluso si no lo es.” And the truth was, despite not knowing what the future held, let alone how the hell she was suppose to tell her little siblings or her mom, she was almost relieved that out of everyone she could have woken up next to, she had just so happen to drunkenly promise herself away to him.

[wmuhummel]

Kurt doesn't miss the granting of more space. Part of him is grateful, while another part of him questions if he was that off-putting to not want to be sat next to. His inner Gemini traits battling it out on what to feel as he shifts again on the bench, trying to shield himself from prying eyes from across the room. Eyes that were definitely not Elliott nor Blaine. And while the other occupants weren't bad on the eyes, as Kurt lets himself scan over each and every one from where he and Sebastian sat, he didn't want to give them the impression he desired their company over his companions. Not this time.

Maybe next time.

"And there's nothing wrong with just wanting to get laid, and I hope I wasn't implying that there was." Kurt is quick to amend, hands moving up in a defense, feeling just how warm he feels all over now. Whether it was from the steam or how flustered he was getting from possibly accusatory. It was the last thing he wanted to do. Although its hard to ignore how his stomach clenches and drops through his body, if only for a second, and he forces his gaze away.

Deep breath. This was a safe place. Nothing was going to go wrong. Stop overthinking, and let yourself relax.

Exhaling, Kurt lets his legs fall open, spreading the towel open just a bit more, exposing milky thighs. The warm, moist air hitting every hidden crevice. Oddly refreshing considering his momentary questioning of the cleanliness. "So this pool," he starts again, running his fingers through his hair, pushing dangling wet hair out of his face, "is it like a hot spring, or is it more cool and salted? As I know that hot springs can be incredible good for the skin with de-aging properties. And we don't want all of this-" he gestures to himself with both hands in a sweeping motion "-wrinkling anytime soon."

The flirtatious grin is back in place, resting his hands comfortably in his lap, head tilting back against the wall. "Truth be told, I haven't actually looked into bathhouses until you brought it up. I have this thing with anything resembling a boys locker room. But, I can give credit where its due. Even if I am questioning how well everyone's hygiene protocol is, this was a good idea. So, thank you for bringing it up and agreeing to chaperon us three into breaking our bathhouse cherry. Or really, this particular bathhouse as I clearly have no idea if Blaine or Elliott have frequented something like this before, haven't thought to ask."

"Are you?" Sebastian teased back without missing a beat as his affection ran though his voice towards the other. It takes a moment before the other visibly relaxes and Sebastian takes it as something as a win. That his words can actually get through to the other on some level. Of course then comes that jerk to his touch and Sebastian takes it as a sign that he pushed some sort of boundary with the other and just like that his hand moved away as if it had touched the hot plate in his dorm room. It instead returned to his side as he shifted back against the wall, giving the other a little more space instead. Maybe it was the wrong read but it was hard not to take that as "don't touch me".

"All right. All right. You don't want to leave. Message received." Sebastian shot back as he gave a pointed look to that finger that the other held up. A smile on his face as he met those eyes happily, his entire attention on Kurt as if he was his entire world right now. No matter what else was going on in the steam room.

"Really? That's your question?" Sebastian chuckled as he reached a hand up to brush though his hair, giving a little hum before he answered. "Not always. I mean mostly. On the fucking part. If it happens, it happens. I mostly try to enjoy myself. No matter what form that is in, and yes, that includes using the steam room for it's actual intended purpose." He pointed out as his hand dropped away and he met the other's eyes again.

"But sometimes I do just wanna get laid. I don't think there's anything wrong with that." He added rested his hand on his knee, his smirk not dropping for a moment. "Though credit to them. The pool is very, very nice here. Better here than the four seasons."

[jcnmox]

It was the morning of celebrations. Jon found himself all over Florida in the early hours of Sunday; not only preparing his hammock load for the party to come later that evening but also with checking in on his close friends. One of those friends was someone whom he had been on the fence with back and forth in the last week. Moxley’s actions had definitely caused a rift in some of his communications with others. Not only had he pulled back from being as communicative, but in some ways he had avoided the confrontation all together. One of which had been with Bryan. His anger from their last real initial conversation had in no way been caused by the bearded man, but instead fueled on reasons that Jon shouldn’t have let get to the level they initially had. Not only had it gotten messy, but it had wedged a wall between himself and his injured friend. 

With that, the two had agreed to see each other. In no way was Good going to turn down the offer of finally having a real face to face talk with Danielson. Not now. All he wanted was his one actual truly responsible friend, someone who understood him in a way that a lot of others hadn’t. He saw past his addictions, yet still treated him like a normal everyday person in his life. it was something Moxley had appreciated in itself.

Pulling into the well done-up driveway of the other mans with his large truck, soon killing the engine before yanking a hammock out from his truck bed and walking up the nicely trimmed walkway. Once having had reached the entrance of Bryan’s home, Moxley pressed on the doorbell an excessively large amount of times before smirking menacingly at himself while waiting.

@bdanielsons

[allboujee]

“again.” the trainee barked as the two immediately got back into their positions, nhooph’s petite body quickly hitting the ropes and just as quickly jumping up into another hurricanrana, perhaps a little sloppier than the last but that was only due to the zealous of having yet another successful training session in the bag. there was a long bump in the road where the woman wasn’t feeling as confident in her skills as she should’ve been, no matter what was going on. but she knew was she was capable of and she was going to get back to her old self. the one that didn’t care if she was the biggest or if she won constantly. nhooph was getting back to just loving doing what she did for a living.

“good, just focus more on that.” the larger man commended. that comment brought an eager smile on her face, tightening up her ponytail which brought a sharp and rapid pain shooting up her right shoulder - that was normal, she told herself mentally. she resorted to stretching it a little, which of course did nothing but bring more pain on. ignore it. she was used to this. aging came with aches and pain, that’s all it was. that’s all she’s been telling herself for the past year. instead she chose to move on with the session. “let’s do the moonsault again for a bit? i was working at it more at home and i think it’s almost perfect.” she teased a bit, walking towards the turnbuckle with more pep in her step than usual.

this was the latest routine, bringing out old moves and new ones she’d love to show off, if given the chance. she climbed the turnbuckle, waiting for him to get in position and went for it. it was good, if not a little crooked, but her practice away from there was showing. another ‘again.’ came from him and rinse and repeat. she got back into the position, took a breath, and took off. perfect... except there was a crack.. and a cry out which sounding like the one it came from was in nothing but pain.

she landed just a bit wrong and her shoulder was feeling it. instinctively, her hand shot up to grab at it, the tears already forming in her eyes as she was in agony. her arm felt tight, a little numb, and she couldn’t move it without the worst pain she felt in her life. to make things worse, the trainee was looking at her like he was ready to call an ambulance right at that moment. she had to pull it together, she couldn’t show weakness and especially not to him, he was just a trainer, he had no loyalty to her. one bad showing and it would definitely get reported.

but she was in pain. waving him off, her voice crack with the tears flowing down her face against her will as she quickly threw out an ‘i’m fine.’ but he immediately went into wanting her to get looked out but she only fought it. “no, no! i just landed weird. let’s just stop for the day, i’m fine. i swear.’ she spit out, leaving the ring and the trainer and speed walking to the locker. the tears freely flowing as her arm was feeling worse and worse. she just let out a frustrated groan, kicking one of the lockers before falling to the bench, grasping her arm and letting the sobs take over.

[reignsxs]

Of course Joe could hear the sincerity coming from the man in front of him. That was very evident. The man himself was very big on respect. Anyone that knew him, knew that. The way Julian was carrying himself in the conversation was smart and well thought through. A quick suction in of air would come, his eye brows jumping at the topic of cheating reaching his ears. "I don't know all that much about details of that stuff with her, I didn't hear cheating, but Gionna's also my family in her own way and let's leave it at that. K?" Reigns would watch the younger man carefully as they continued, studying his body language while he listened to the Canadian speak. As soon as the reference of Marriage came out of Ethan's mouth, Joe's eyes would widen for a split moment. It was clear however that the other man had caught himself, quickly covering his statement with one that caused a slight chuckle to escape his own lips. "Right.." A final sip of his quickly emptying drink would be taken as he motioned forward towards the fellow Wrestler. His hand would meet his back behind his shoulder, stiffly patting it as he spoke. "Enough of this talk for now then. I need a refill and I think it would be good if we visited your future wife in catering together, hm?"

Nerves ran through Julian's whole body as the time approached nearer and nearer to the time he had agreed to meet Joe. He kept trying to think about what Joe would say to him, what he would ask him but the overanalyzing only panicked the usually confident man. Julian had even been slightly off with Leo today, though that wasn't his intention at all. He was just focused on making the right impression, he knew he needed to show Joe how much he loved Lèonie and planned to take care of her. Winning over the rest of the family was easy, he had become quite close with Jey and Jon had even told him he was part of the family but he knew Joe was a different story. He kissed her goodbye, allowing their kiss to linger a little longer than usual - almost as if he was scared it could be their last kiss.

Arriving at their agreed meeting place backstage, Julian was first to arrive and looked around for the Samoan. He soon saw him arrive and in usual Julian fashion, he tried to appear confident yet respectful. "Hey, how you doing?" He asked nervously.

@reignsxs

[imogxnpxxts]

[📖] little talks

Imy had been sitting on the same spot for 10 minutes now, not being able to move. She was hot and cold at the same time. There was shock on her face, it was the kind of shock when you had a sudden realization. What she had realized was that her period was way too late and she only remembered because her pill alarm on her phone had gone off. It took her brain ta while o finally start working again. She knew she had to get a pregnancy test and that she had to tell Chris. It wasn’t something that would send her into a panic attack, but while she had told Chris that she was ready to have kids with him, it was something entirely different when it could actually be happening way sooner than expected. The blonde got up, calling out for her fiancé. “Chris? Where are you at?” She didn’t know where exactly he was, but she had to find him. Now. @christopher-robin-evans

[prince--thomas]

Sorry for the Trouble ~~ [Open]

**back dated about a week or two**

Tom was currently sitting on the front steps of the Hunted Deer, staring out over the lake in the distance and holding a bag of ice to the fresh cut on his forehead. His lip was throbbing and he was pretty sure he’d bruised a rib. Not that it mattered, because nothing really mattered. Not anymore. Tom wasn’t sure anything had mattered to start. He had just thought it had. Like an idiot.

And now, he had plenty of scars. What was one more? 

He took a broody sip of the beer that was still in his hand, somehow. Maybe he’d swiped it before he left. Maybe he’d been holding onto it the whole time. He couldn’t remember. 

The door behind him opened and shut, Tom didn’t flinch at the sound. Didn’t glance over his shoulder either. 

“Sorry,” he grunted to whoever it was on the porch. “Dinnae mean to cause any trouble.”