#bedrooms and hallways 1998

[dev1rus]

Me when my favorite gays from the gay movie don't have a fandom so I'm stuck thinking about Jeremy and Darren forever

[mysteriouslybluepirate]

Bedrooms and Hallways(1998)-Watching Con O'Neill's old stuff cause it's fun. Day #?

Bedrooms and Hallways

Here we are!

Once again, consuming media I would have otherwise never watched for one guy. As always thoughts at the end.

Warnings: I can't find any official ones but- any genitals are covered by a blanket, knee, or just blurred in the background. Referenced masturbation. Post-coital/foreplay activities. Fighting. Two men making out, generally just friends encouraging their friend to get laid. Don't watch in front of the family. 90s-era comedy, biphobia might be an issue, but that might just depend on the viewer.

Life Update: Just turned 21 yesterday, didn't do anything fun (I've never drank and don't really want to), but rewatched OFMD yesterday for the first time in months with the brother. I just had a good day. This movie has a guy leaving his 'fun' twenties to live his more serious adult life. Accidentally fitting :)

As always I'd love to thank everyone who reads this. The usual suspects, those who've given me notes, and the blogs I love to see who have posted about this movie<3 Y'all make my year just that bit brighter. If you haven't seen this movie, I've also got Con photos here from the movie. So there's that. :)

@mossiestpiglet @thedowneyheart @harryduboisfathog @downinthehull @dianetastesmetal @ivegotnonameidea @gydima @treesofgreen @jaysfandomcorner @joestrummen

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30? Lovely. Celebrate a bit!

"THE BOYS COME BACK" Yey! 

Oh I love this. CON!!! 

Give that man a surprise party, he's literally asking for one. 

God, Love that our protagonist has a support system. 

God where the fuck are they at, this is a giant apartment. 

I know a few recognizable faces are in this, but I will need to IMDB everyone 

Protagonist being awkward around everyone at his own suprise party is very sweet.

Yeah, they threw a party just to throw a party, but still. Try to have fun.  

Well, I'd love to see more of Con's guy. 

Bro's working on coming out a bit? Good for him. 

IS THAT HUGO WEAVING? ELROND? V? What the fuck??!?! Oh, I'm in for a good time.

Hell yeah, a suit kink is standard. OH HE FUCKS PEOPLE IN HOUSES THAT ARN'T SOLD YET?!?!? That feels illegal in a way. 

Okay, if your going to do something like this, check the upstairs before you fuck.

I'm into the editing, fun and snappy. 

Ha! The way Leo(protagonist) gossips to everyone. 

(talking to coworker)Bro, just communicate in a relationship, seriously. Why do straight men in media just assume relationships are getting complemented every once in a while.

I need straight friends like this. 

I'm concerned with the phrase men's group. 

I've gotten a few chuckles out already. 

I think they're a fun older straight couple. (Men's group.)

Oh, was the first few minutes a jump forward? Lovely. 

CON! TERRY!

God, I want his wardrobe. 

"You sat in a room with straight men and talked about your feelings?" True, I'd be surprised as well. 

Your friend is more Fem presenting and has probably been harassed most of his life. He's found a nice inner circle, don't bash him.

Does this man with a rough voice that washes over you happen to be named Terry? It's not, but what if. 

(Realtor showing a house) Babe, it's housing, it's never really positive. 

"Don't stop now I was just getting moist!" Haaahhaa

(Cut to the men's group) THE HONESTY STONE! I NEED TO DO THIS IN A FIC.

What the fuck is going on here?

"Support his head in a loving way"? 

(guy clearly lying on the ground pretending to be having an exorcism)Me too guy, this is a lot.

I….I want to be in the lady's room. I know why this character is doing this. If he makes a big show of it, he doesn't need to actually genuinely open up.

CON COVERING HIS MOUTH SO HE DOESNT LAUGH

Love that they sat for hours letting this guy go off. 

Leo's turn. "I find a member of the group attractive." (That member being Brenden) WOAH. Babe, bold. This just feels like an easy way to get beat up.

Terry, I have questions. Mainly, how are you swinging babe? I love that he's supportive of Leo coming out almost immediately, if hesitant. 

"He's alright." TERRY YOU BITCH

Call me a prude, I don't think I'd fuck in a pool. 

I love that we see how much these houses cost. 

I also love how supportive his friend is here with this crush. 

I swear if someone dies I'm going to lose my shit. 

SAUNA

OH GOOD LORD! Gender? Envy.

(Then we move on into the women's club's room for a usual meeting. The men all wearing white robes. Terry opens the scene by saying he has a big announcement.)

HELL YEAH TERRY!

IS HE ALSO QUEER?

THE HARPOON?

(Terry, hesitantly, admitting that he jacked off to a magazine filled with men) HELL YEAH TERRY!

GOOD FOR YOU TERRY! (IM ASSUMING) BISEXUAL ICON!

FUCKING YEAH! GOOD ON YOU MAN. 

As someone who also found out about themselves after someone close came out to them. Awww. It's just very sweet. 

God I love terry talking to the women's group leader "cause we've made a mess of it, us men, haven't we." ICON

The drama. Oh, Brenden is a closet case. And Terry, THE GUY WHO JUST HAD THE BALLS TO COME OUT is hitting on HIS man. 

Imagine making a men's support group that turns into a dating agency

Don't be mean to Terry, Brenden. Terry is mean enough to himself. Have you looked at him?

OHHH GET IT TERRY! MAKE BRENDEN JEALOUS! 

HAHAHAHAH HE READ JANE AUSTEN! Rude, but yeah, that shit can be a slog to read.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST…wait…oh my god. Darren fucking Mr. Collins. That's how I recognize him! OH MY GOD. That was years after this!!!! WTF!?!?!?

OH MY LORD SHORT SHORTS TERRY YOU FIEND. I see the fifth-dimensional chess going on here.

You won't be hunting shit. It's a public forest in England. Order takeout.

How the fuck did they actually catch a rabbit.

Oh, Terry you pathetic little guy. Trapped in a bush.

Terry. 0. Bush 1. Awww he had to change outfits :(.

Yeah, there you go babes. Order food like men. 

Don't dance that close to the fire, also, taking his shirt off is a good move. 10/10.

Brenden, why are you like this. Crawling into his tent, I see you. 

Seriously? Terry walks into camp and thinks he sees the shadows of the two of them(Leo and Brenden) fucking? Just like Ed&Stede with the sword incident. Making Terry jealous and defensive? Great. Love it. 

God Terry's outfits are all looks, sassy bitch, I love it 

Ohh shit. Terry's jealous. 

OHH SHIT! GET HIM TERRY! GET HIS ASS.

(In the car, driving home) AWWWW Terry says he's not ready for hugs yet but in the opening, we saw him hug Leo. :) That's so fucking GOOD. AHH

Oh, we've all had that straight crush we wished was gay. 

So did they actually fuck? Or... 

Terry's fucking side-eye. He's probably happy he gets to flip the script a bit here on Leo with the whole sexuality exploration. 

This isn't going to go well for Leo. 

Obviously respect where people are at, don't force gay people to prove that they aren't just faking it but still. Weird. 

(The roommate trying to 'test' if he likes women) HAHAHHAHAA I love them. This is weird but he doesn't seem too uncomfortable with it. 

(Skipped a few scenes, but Leo and Brenden definately fuck)

Awww Leo's chasing after him to make sure you get his number is cute. AWWWW. 

They're flirting is so fun. Love banter=flirting

Oh does she think she's cheating on him with another woman?

OH HE'S TOTALLY CHEATING THAT'S FUCKED UP. 

Oh God, they know each other. Brenden is dead. Murdered. 

The way that Darren ran over to hear the gossip! HOLY SHIT!

OH SHIT, THE WAY HE'S TRYING TO COVER FOR HIM, DAMN

Okay, he's not cheating, he's actually broken up here. Good. 

No, that's totally a relationship on pause. Good on him for trying to clarify where Brenden is at before pushing it further.

Good on the married couple that runs the groups. "I love being a woman, not because of you, because of me."

Terry do you want to fuck Brennan. That's definitely a look you're giving him. 

Awww! Baby Queers unite!  "Does it hurt?" "You get used to it after a while..." Terry squeezes the pillow tighter "Excellent." Ahh! Love it. 

"*Gong* I've Got something but it's not homosexual so I don't know If you'll be interested" hmm….we'll see John. You're on a tight rope.

I love this therapist guy. Damn. If John's going to be like that, he can just leave.

Leo. Babe, bisexual. The word we're looking for is Bisexual. 

"You are a strawberry blonde. You can't go out with an ash blonde." Me looking at my blond x brunette ship list.

Handcuffs= they're going to get caught. 

(Darren gets caught getting fucked in the girlfriends house, then needs to tell Leo, cause YEAH) "If I'd done something really, really, really, bad…"Ahahahahha Callback

God, I hope everyone pairs up with someone. Especially Terry-

"Why am I always the one waiting for everyone to sort themselves out?" Me too babe

CONFRONT HIM AT WORK. GREAT IDEA. 

THROUPLE, I vote throuple. 2 people have issues communicating, but it could work. 

SHE KNEW, AND DOESN'T WANT HIM BACK. GOOD ON HER

Darren, please put down the knife. You are going to hurt yourself. 

Cut to the party back at the beginning. 

OH GOOD FUCKING GOD. Go hang out with your friends, babe. 

Terry stay away from Brenden. He's has a bad vibe. Also, Glowup! The white coat, the shirt! God. I want his gender.  

Three is a throuple and 2 members here are too irresponsible to manage it. 

Good on her for setting boundaries though. 

The whole kissing friends thing is so weird. 

HA! THE WHOLE WOMENS GROUP IS ALSO SHADES OF QUEER! AHHHH! The older straight couple just loves the gossip. 

Oh, Elrond wants to fuck. Well, at least you tried mate. Good on Darren for trying to stand up for himself, the guy wants a bit of romance. 

OHHHH SHIT! TERRY'S CHEWING HIM OUT!!!!

GET HIM TERRY! CHEW BRENDEN OUT! YOU ARE GOING TO LOSE THIS FIGHT! BUT I WANT IT! 

Oh they absolutely need to fuck, the sheer hatred emanating off of them alone. LOOK AT IT

The two Blondes unaware two idiots about to fight in the backyard. 

God, i actually like/care for all of these couples, it's sweet

1 PUNCH IS ALL IT TOOK. The nose is his weak spot. 

ONCE AGAIN HE'S SAD BLOODY AND PATHETIC

OH MY GOD. Brenden is actually using his pickup line on Terry? OH GOD. 

HAHAHA HIS LOOK TO THE HEAVENS AND QUIET 'YES!' Hopefully they can make it work. But with Brenden back to living with her, who knows. 

Well, another year. Everyone paired off. Leo is letting himself find joy where ever he can find it. Both roommates are getting laid. Good, happy, movie. 

Yeah, that 'hope it's just a phase' joke isn't great.

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Bisexuality: This film goes into the whole 'are you truly a gay', thing. Overall it ends up with three characters who thought they were one way, realizing they were more fluid than they thought(Leo, Darren, and Terry). Just kind of a fun character exploration film. I'm looking at it in a modern sense. Darren(gay roomate) clings to his identity to find a community whereas Leo feels no need to define it. Both aren't inherently wrong, just different ways of living a life. Personally defining a label wasn't for me, so eh, I get both sides. It was the 90s when this came out and for the time, idk. Sexual fluidity feels revolutionary. I think the point of the movie is, to explore and live your life? I'd love to know how any bisexuals who read this feel about it.

Con: 10/10 God I fucking loved Terry. 

Seeing someone essentially having my same life experience coming out was funny (exploring the idea of being queer after a friend comes out, realizing you have a crush on that friend, but oh shit, crush has already shacked up with a friend in the group). He's such a fucking sweet asshole. Asking for genuine advice, smiling, standing up for a friend. Sure, he wanted to fuck Leo, but he's still someone Leo can trust. I want to rank all of the Con characters based on how alike they are to Izzy. Cause Terry is up there. He's so pathetic, in such a fun way. 

AND GOD HIS OUTFIT CHANGES!

I noticed it in the movie but didn't want to just briefly bring it up to a point, but god it's so good!

The way he naturally relaxes into clothing that just fits his fun personality more. THE SHORTS! After the man comes out, he realizes he wants to fuck Leo, then shows off his legs in shorts! Genius Idea. Beautiful. Then his outfit gets ruined in bushes. GOD. By the end of the movie he settles into a good mix of relaxed and macho. He wears what he's comfortable with and isn't as closed off. It's sweet. 

I am not over Con playing the jealous 3rd in a 2 person relationship. I literally rewatched OFMD yesterday for my birthday. These are very similar people. I love it so much guys. I did this thinking this would help me write Izzy, which it has, but god. I'm just so glad I did to see more queer media.

Everyone else 8/10: Darren grew on me like a leach. His version of Queerness opening up to romance, and legit trying to manage that was sweet. Branden was a 50/50 for me, I had bad vibes with him in the beginning and he never really grew on me. I actually hated Daren's main squeeze, too off putting seeing him here. Loved his other roomie, and the therapist/leader the men's group.  

Story 6-7/10: I liked the ending. This weird year wrapped up and Leo ready to look into his future. With a new, wider, weirder support system filled with more people expressing their Queerness in different ways. I liked it ignoring the 90s comedy beats, weird editing, music. This was just a fun story that ignored the real world for a bit.

Overall: 7-8/10. Personally, I recommend it with caveats. Weird 'we need to separate hetero and homo' stuff, and weird humor definitely from the 90s. I did like 90% of the characters though, and this was a long movie that kept me engaged the whole time. Which is something I can't say about some of Con's other stuff. Again, I'm heavily leaning to one side of the Kinsey scale. I can't imagine how insulting this movie could be if I was more center-leaning. Love to hear yall's thoughts down below <3 I love chatting with yall.

(Also, if I didn't recognize anyone else famous, please yell at me)

(Ranking based on Character/Performance, not on project itself)

I've decided that I will add his mini projects/tv appearances eventually. Pie in the Sky needs to get on there For Sure. Next up, I am actually watching the first half of Real Women, S2 eps1-4.

(Fun aside. I put all of Con's characters into the Hunger games generator, including the characters I hadn't seen yet. Terry came out victorious! Killing off Angel and Mogh personally. This set expectations high, and I'm glad he met them.)

Have an amazing week yall!

[cookie-nigel-dolan]

Resident Evil / Biohazard  (Remake, 2002)

[ghosty-writes-23]

Let Me Be Your Inspiration. - Leon S Kennedy.

!TAGS!: Fluff, Leon being husband material, !CONSENT IS KEY!, SoftDom!Leon, Praise, Hints Of Degrading, Cockwarming, Blow Job, Eating Out, !WRAP IT, BEFORE YOU TAP IT!, Mating Press, Choking, Spit Play, Aftercare.

Pairing: DI!Husband!Leon + Writer!Fem!Reader.

Rating: Mature.

Summary: “Want Me To Fuck You Like The Characters In Your Books.” After a cozy night in with your husband editing your books, you decided you want to recreate the smut scene you had written early in the back with your darling husband Leon.

Word Count: 4.5k

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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18+ Content // Minors DO NOT Interreact // 18+ Content.

On a cold winter’s night you were snuggled into your comfortable and cozy marshmallow couch, with Oreo curled up by your side purring softy as she enjoyed the warmth of your warm blanket and affection. You were wearing one of your husbands’ oversized hoodies since the weather was a little chillier than usual tonight and you couldn’t be bothered lighting the fireplace, you had been engrossed in your story writing for your next coming book project, that you had been working on for the past couple of months.

It was a spicy enemies to lover’s dark romance about a girl that is a rookie agent that falls in love with a higher up government agent that is her boss, they don’t get along at first but after a steamy training session things get a little more heated between the pair, and yes you did use your husband Leon for inspiration with his consent of course.

Finishing your final sentence, you glanced down at the time on your computer seen it was almost 6pm, which meant you had to start making dinner soon, since Leon had cooked last night even when it wasn’t his turn, but just as you stretched your arms above your head, your back popping slightly as some of your bones moved back into place, you heard the front door open and the familiar heavy boots on the hardwood floor that belonged to your darling husband.

Ace your German Shepard came flying into the room excitedly but panting, before he disappeared into the kitchen to get a drink, turning your head your eyes landed on Leon as he was taking off his jacket and placing Ace’s leash on the hook beside the door.

You didn’t say anything but you let your eyes run along the curves of his body, his t-shirt was tight around his biceps, showing off his muscles he worked hard to maintain for the sake of his job and bedroom activities, since he liked to go for multiple rounds especially after a stressful day, or being away for long periods of times because of missions. Sometimes you wonder how lucky you were to meet Leon when you did, you will admit it wasn’t the most romantic setting and was in the middle of a zombie outbreak, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

*Flashback.*

September 30th 1998 was a night you would never forget, it was night filled with unspeakable horrors, zombies and other creatures, the smell of rotting flesh and gunpowder and even an unexpected romance between yourself and a young rookie cop, you were at university and an English major with a love of book and writing even your own stories. You lived in raccoon city at the time of the incident; you had headed to the RPD as they were promising shelter and medical care for all citizens and you didn’t have much option since your university dorm room had been over ran with your classmates who had now been turned into flesh eating monsters.

When you had reached the police department, having had to go through the back and through the back fire escape and into a bloody hallway with bodies everywhere, you tried not to gag as you headed to what you hopefully thought was an unlocked door, luckily it was and you found yourself in the east office area on the first floor.

You were surprised to see some of the sections had already been opened, almost as if somebody had been through, you had armed yourself with a pistol you found on a desk and you decided to go and see if you could find anybody alive. You had walked around looking for anybody, but there was no sign of life expect for zombies and these gold awful creatures that looked as if they had been skinned alive, you had found out they were very sensitive to sound so you had to tread very carefully, you were on guard the whole time.

It wasn’t until you were on the 3rd floor balcony when you meet the man that would make this night of horror a little easier to bare. He wore a police uniform that was currently soaked with rain, his dark blonde hair was sticking to his forehead, he was an officer and was trying to make the same sense of this situation as you were. for a moment you both where speechless as if you were studying the details of each other’s face.

“I’m Y/n.” you say softly breaking the silence between you too, the male reached up and tucked some of your fallen wet hair behind your ear. “I’m Leon.” He says causing you to smile softly at his gesture, you felt yourself blush slightly and you could see him smiling as well, you were covered in zombie blood, creature gut juice and god knows what else and yet Leon looked at you as if you were the most beautiful woman in the world.

You two had survived the night together, not leave each other’s side and fighting side by side, when you finally got out of the police department and where on the outskirts of the city you breathed a sigh of relief, even though you had gotten injuried in your leg by landing on a piece of broken glass after you and Leon where chased by the sewer monster that was an alligator but that was no normal alligator.

You had been leaning against Leon for support as you both walked down an old dirt road. “you know this would make a great story.” Leon says as he helped by supporting your back, he had offered to piggyback you but you knew he was just as exhausted as you were and you didn’t want to be a burden on him.

“I am not writing the horrors we witness into a book.” You laughed shaking your head at him. “come on you could write an amazing story.” Leon says making an embarrassed blush to come onto your cheeks, you had told Leon about your passion for writing stories and he wanted to read your work.

“If I write something I will send you a copy.” You tell him and he gave you a smile, the same one he gave you when you two had meet not even 24 hours ago. “I look forward to it.” He says as you both traveled to the next city and you could finally have the shower you so desperately wanted.

*End Of Flashback.*

It was one hell of a night, and as perfect as your marriage seemed now, there were times that isn’t wasn’t so easy and balanced, you were there when Leon used to drink himself to sleep because he couldn’t deal with the trauma of Raccoon city, you where there when he blamed himself for every person that he loved and cared about dying, he pushed you away thinking all he ever brought you was bad luck, there where times he would purposefully not come home after a mission because he didn’t want you see him in the state he was in.

you were both nearly driven to a divorce because that is what you thought Leon wanted, you even had the papers mailed to you, but after a dangerous and life threatening mission and when he saw the signed papers that were on the kitchen counter when he returned home, he knew things needed to change, he made a vow to get better to be the husband you needed and deserved, he went to therapy and you both went to marriage counselling and now you were in the best possible place you could be and are even stronger as a couple now.

You also knew that your pets had an positive impact on your marriage as well, Ace was like your younger son, even thought he was an older police dog he acted like a big puppy, always full of energy and wanting to play games especially around Leon when he was home, but he loved affection from the both of you and he was a handful, then you have sweet but slightly temperamental Oreo that mostly keeps to herself and will only show affection when she wants too, but she like cuddles on a winter night or staying around either you or Leon when your home.

As your eyes meet his blue ones there was a small smirk on his lips. “What sweetheart.” Leon asked as he walked over to you and placed a gentle kiss on your neck, his slight stubble softly scratching your neck causing you to giggle softly. “just happy.” You replied before feeling another kiss being placed on your neck this time you could feel his teeth softly grazing your neck making you shiver in delight. “Well, I’m going to shower and then I will make dinner for us.” Leon says as he moved away from you, but quickly you reached out and grabbed his hand before he got too far.

“its my turn to cook tonight, you cooked last night.” You tried to argue with him as you gave your husband’s hand a soft squeeze, but Leon shook his head as he leaned down and gave your lips a soft kiss. You could still taste the faint hint of his sweet sports drink he takes when he is working out on his lips, it was berry flavoured.

“I rarely get to cook for you, please let me tonight.” He says resting his forehead on yours it was true Leon rarely cooked for you since he was rarely home because of his job and never getting time off work, the only reason he was home at the moment was because after his last mission to Alcatraz, he insisted on having some vacation time afterwards which was luckily approved.

Once it was approved Leon rushed home like an excited puppy, finally gets to spend some time with his beloved wife. His callous hands gently cupping your face and his thumb softly caressing your cheek, it always melted your heart when he did something like this, you knew you weren’t going to be able to argue with him.

“Fine but I’m cooking tomorrow.” You tried to playfully argue with him, but he just smiled and gently kissed you again. “whatever you say sweetheart.” He mumbles cheekily against your lips before kissing you again then pulling away going upstairs to the bathroom.

Shaking your head at his goofy antics you couldn’t help but grin slightly to yourself, as your head rested on the back of the couch, even after all of these years Leon still makes you feel the same butterflies you felt all those years ago on the RPD balcony, even thought you where both older and more wiser to you he will always be the man that saved your life and for that you were enterally grateful for meeting him.

*Later That Night.*

After eating the dinner Leon made, it was a simple pasta dish since he asked you what you where craving and you said carbs, he always knew exactly what to make you, it was a chicken and cheese pasta. Currently you were in the living room, a random movie playing on Netflix in the background so it wasn’t dead quiet.

Ace and Oreo were sleeping together on the large pet bed in the living room since it was big enough for the both of them and fluffy, while Leon was reading over what you had written today, as you wanted his approval on it and for him to proof read it since he can always find mistakes where you can’t and his grammar skills were slightly better then yours.

Leon edited your chapter from today, one of his hands was on your laptop his blue eyes scanning your words and fixing a few grammar mistakes, his other hand was in your hair as he gently massaged your scalp as your head rested on his sweatpants covered thigh while his cock rested perfectly in your mouth as you cockwarmed him, you wanted to show your husband how much you appreciated his help and what better way then to let him use you for his own pleasure for a while.  

You used your tongue softly to feel every bump, vein and ridge as you made a soft slurp noise, so you weren’t drooling everywhere. He was heavy on your tongue, but the weight brought you a sense of comfort as your eyes were closed happily. When you felt a gentle tug on your hair your eyes fluttered open before you looked up at Leon through your lashes. “you really do spoil me doll.” He softly praises you as his hand moves from your hair to your face, his callous hands gently stroking the soft skin of your slightly blushing cheek.

Instead of replying you took him deeper in your mouth causing you to gag slightly, but you pushed that through aside when you heard Leon’s deep groan, the sound alone was enough to make you clench around nothing. “Fuck princess.” He grunts before he moved your laptop onto the couch beside him and gives you his full attention, with his now free hand he used it to pull your hair into a makeshift ponytail to keep your hair out of your face.

There was a slight pain in your jaw, but you pushed that thought to the side and lifted your head up slightly to give yourself some room to swallow the precum that was already in your mouth, you gently sucked on his cock tip causing a soft whine to leave his lips before you started to bob your head at a steady pace as you sucked in your cheeks.

You could feel him moving his hips slightly to the rhythm of your head as you tried to take him deeper, but it caused you to gag slightly, you could feel his thumb gently caress your cheek wiping the stray tear. “don’t push yourself to much sweetheart.” Leon tells you causing you to look up at him.

You could see the lust in his eyes but also the love and affection, you wanted to make him feel good like he had done for you countless times, You used your hands to pump what you couldn’t fit before you felt him twitch on your tongue, you knew he was close by the pitch of his moans, breath a deep breath through your nose you decided to push Leon’s cock deep into your throat until your nose was touching his pubic area. “Fuck Y/n.” You heard Leon curse loudly as you felt his body tense up then a thick steam of cum filled your throat and mouth.

A few tears ran down your cheeks as you tried your best to swallow what you could, pulling off with a soft pop you placed your hand over your mouth as there was quite a bit of mess, you swallowed the rest before coughing slightly.

Leon looked at you worriedly as if all the pleasure was gone from his face and he was worried about you. “I’m okay.” You reassured him after you coughed a few times and caught your breath. “you sure?” Leon asked you as he gently rubbed your back, you nodded your head before you felt his thumb on your bottom lip.

“as pleasurable as that was, it was very stupid of you.” Leon says looking into your eyes, you could hear the seriousness in his tone, but also the worry and care. “I know I’m sorry, I just wanted to make you feel good.” You say to him with a soft pout, but Leon couldn’t stay mad at you felt him press a soft kiss to your lips as he rested his forehead on yours. “knowing your happy and comfortable makes me happy.” Leon says making you playfully roll your eyes. “that’s not what I mean.” You say as you look up at him to which he just grins at you.

Getting off the couch Leon picked you up with ease causing you to giggle softly as you clung to him. “where are we going?” you asked as he started to walk upstairs to your guys shared bedroom. “to bed sweetheart.” Leon says but there is a smirk on his lips, he was up to something, and you knew it. On the way to your shared bedroom, you started to kiss and softly bite your husband’s neck to tease him, you could tell he was smiling and even felt a gentle smack on your ass.

Once in your bedroom he kicked the door closed and laid you on the bed, his neck was covered in little love bites done by you which caused you to grin as he hovered over you. “my turn.” Leon says as he pressed a kiss to your lips and then one on your jawline then your neck, his hands going under his hoodie you’re wearing and gently caressing the soft skin of your body.

His touch alone made a shiver run down your spine as he started to trail his kisses down your neck to your chest, then pushing his hoodie you were wearing up and placing more kisses down your chest trailing down to your stomach.

When he reached the top of your shorts Leon’s loving blue eyes looked up at yours, nodding your head he hooked his fingers into your shorts and carefully pulled them down, leaving you in your panties on your bottom half, you could see the hungry and lust clouding his eyes as he licked his lips when he saw the wet patch on your panties.

He gave your clit a soft kiss through your panties causing you to gasps soft and grip the blanket under your body. “Leon.” You whine his name softly causing a deep chuckle to leave his lips.

 “I know baby I know.” Leon says smirking to himself before he pulled your panties to the side and ran his tongue up your wet folds in one swipe, causing a sweet moan to leave your lips as you bucked your hips slightly, your fingers finding their way into his dark hair and softly tugging, pulling him closer to your wet heat.

Getting your message Leon used his index finger and middle finger to spread your pussy, before sliding his tongue inside and slowly thrusting it as his nose gently bumped your clit, as his stubble gently scratched your inner thigh with every movement.

You where withering under him, your toes curling as your thighs trembled against his head. “Fuck.” You cursed slightly as your back arched slightly but he didn’t stop, only gripping your hips slightly harder keeping you steady for him. You could hear him softy slurping and even feel him suckling, it was getting to much for you as you felt a knot forming in your stomach.

“I’m cumming.” You moaned sweetly as you gripped the pillow under your head, you could hear Leon groaning against you as he doubled his efforts and pulled you closer to his face as he buried his face in your wet core.

“Cum for me sweetheart.” Leon groaned against your core, his deep and raspy lust filled voice alone was enough to push you over the edge, the knot in your stomach finally snapped you came with a loud cry of Leon’s name, your back arched off the bed as you felt your whole-body tremble.

When you finally came down from your high you gently pushed Leon’s head away with how sensitive you were, when he reluctantly pulled away his face was wet and there was a wide grin on his face.

“seem after all these years, I can still leave you breathless.” Leon says as he licked his lips, you playfully roll your eyes but there is a laugh on your lips as well. “it seems you do, now are you going to hurry up and fuck me.” You say back at him with a smirk. “yes ma’am.” He says before reaching into the bedside table draw to grab a condom and some lube.

As Leon ripped open the condom packet with his teeth and placed the rubber protection around his cock, you had grabbed the bottle of lube and applied some to your soaked heat. You knew you were wet enough but this was just a safety precaution to not cause you any discomfort.

“You ready darling?” Leon asks as he tapped the tip of his cock on your pussy a few times, you nodded your head biting your bottom lip as your legs rests on either side of his hips, slowly he began to push in the familiar starching making you moan softy and slightly dig your nails into his muscular shoulders.

He always stretched you perfectly like nobody else could. One he had fully bottomed out and you had adjusted to his size comfortably Leon leaned forward and gently kissed your head. “you okay?” he asks looking down at you.

Looking up you gave him a smile and leaned up and softly kissed his lips, as you gently kissed Leon you could feel his hips start to move slowly and steady, pleasure ran through your body causing you to moan against his lips as you both moved with each other, fitting together like puzzle pieces.

But as slow and sweet as his thrusts where you needed more, you needed him to be rougher with you, reaching over you grabbed one of his hands there was gripping the pillow by your head you placed it around your throat.

“be rougher with me Leon.” You moan softy wanting him to choke you, he stopped for a second his hips stilling, you through you had said something wrong and possibly made him uncomfortable, but before you could ask him what’s the matter, both of your legs are placed on his shoulders in the mating press position as his hand that was currently around your throat slightly tightens.

“Is this what you wanted doll, for me to fuck you like the characters you write about in your books.” Leon asks as he leaned down to your ear and gently bites the lobe as his once gently thrusts where hard and deep causing the deep to creak slightly.

You wanted to argue with him, but you couldn’t deny it you loved it when Leon fucked you like this, you liked it when he was loving and gentle, his touch careful and delicate, but other times you liked it when he was like this rough and slightly mean, when he bent your body for his pleasure, but you knew his ultimate goal was to please you. “Yes.” You choked out as your eyes started to roll back as Leon’s cock was hitting your sweet spot perfectly causing you whines and moans to leave your lips.

“then I’ll give you some inspiration.” Leon groans feeling you tighten around him as he picks up the pace, he pressed your legs closer to your chest and tightened his hand around your neck slightly more causing you to hear your heartbeat in your ears, as you start to feel lightheaded. Your moans were getting whiner and higher pitched, soon you felt Leon’s other hand came up to your face as his thumb was on your bottom lip as he gently pulled your mouth open.

Knowing what he was going to do, you laid your tongue flat for him before you felt him spit into your mouth causing a whine to leave your throat as you swallowed. “dirty slut.” Leon grunted as he grinned down at you, he knew how dirty you liked things, he had read all your books and he knew you used your bedroom activities for inspiration for them, he was just glad that he could bring these scene you had written down to life for your pleasure.

“Leon.” You moaned loudly feeling the familiar knot in your stomach, you knew there was a mess of lube, precum and your juices on the bed beneath your ass. “I know sweetheart, I know.” He grunts moving some of your sweaty hair out of your face as he thrusted into your soaked pussy, your gummy walls sucking him in and never wanting him to leave.

“You going to cum for me baby?” you heard Leon ask and you nodded your head quickly feeling the familiar tightening in your stomach. “Yes.” you choked out in between moans; your thighs were trembling, and your head was feeling light and hazy. “Cumming.” you cry out as you let out a high pitch moan and came around Leon, you felt him soon follow filling up the condom.

After a couple of moments, you both found yourselves laughing and smiling with each other as you leaned up and brushed some of Leon’s wet and sweaty hair from his face. “so, I take it you like what I wrote today.” You say with a grin as this was exactly how you imagined the chapter you had written today.

“I did but maybe next time we can do some roleplay, I might even dress up as this government agent you seem to love writing about.” He says with a soft smile before he slowly and carefully pulls out of your now oversensitive pussy and discards the condom on the bin beside your shared bed.

“now that would be a treat.” You say before you move over and nuzzle into his side, your head resting on his chest as his hand is softly running down your back. “I love you.” You say to Leon as you looked at the matching black bands on your fingers, the sight of them still brings a smile to your face.

“I love you too sweetheart, did you want to shower or cuddle.” Leon asks as he kisses the top of your head. “a shower can wait.” You said closing your eyes and enjoying the warmth and feeling of Leon’s body next to yours. “okay honey.” Leon says pulling you closer to his body as you both just enjoyed the company of each other…

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Bonus Head Canons for Writer!Fem!Reader.

Leon will take you on his motorbike to bookstores for dates, you can pick as many books as you would like.

He will carry all of the book he purchased you not wanting you to strain yourself.

Leon will listen to you rant about your favourite fictional characters.

He likes it when you use his head as a pillow while you read your books, or cuddle together on the couch while you are writing, he just likes being close to you.

Yes he will recreate your favourite smut book scenes.

He is your number one fan of your books and comes to every signing when he can, if he isn't working.

He will talk about you at work and even recommend people your books.

Leon is the model for some of your book covers, but you kept his face hidden for privacy reasons.

He doesn’t get jealous when you have a new fictional husband from a new book you read.

If he can’t find you, he knows you’re in the in-home library he built you for valentines day. (!One-Shot Link!)

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[zanephillips]

Bedrooms and Hallways (1998) dir. Rose Troche

[johannestevans]

romance movie recs?

Maurice (1987, dir. James Ivory. M/M) - the OG gays who get a happy ending no matter what society says actually

Secretary (2002, dir. Steven Shainberg. M/F) - what if you wanted a romance movie but you wanted it to be a romance between two very mentally ill sadomasochistic freaks having a workplace relationship, and it rocked. what then

The Shape of Water (2017, dir. Guillermo del Toro. M/F) - GET THOSE EGGS IN YOU, SALLY HAWKINS. YOU FUCK THAT MERMAN

Big Eden (2000, dir. Thomas Bezucha. M/M) - This is THE gay slice-of-life romance movie, it's so lovely and gorgeous, I recommend it big time.

Fire Island (2022, dir Andrew Ahn. M/M) - Pride and Prejudice but make it gay, Asian, and (even) hot(ter)

Crimson Peak (2015, dir. Guillermo del Toro. M/F.) - did you say GOTHIC romance? and also that you love and crave incest and hauntings and dead butterflies?

Hello, My Name is Doris (2015, Michael Showalter. M/F.) - Sally Field embracing that MILF life, God bless her

Populaire (2012, dir. Régis Roinsard. M/F.) - I have a kink for secretaries. you knew that when you came here

the above are all fun movies i love but some random other gay (men) romances that i've rated highly on letterboxd are I Love You Phillip Morris (2009), Bedrooms and Hallways (1998, dir. Rose Troche), God's Own Country (2017, dir. Francis Lee), Breaking Fast (2020, dir. Mike Mosallam), and My Beautiful Launderette (1985, dir. Stephen Frears)

[settton]

There is an old movie.........

"Bedrooms and Hallways" (1998).

[letgoandfallforyou]

Rating LGBTQ+ Movies I have watched

Patrik, Age 1.5 (2008) - 8/10

Fair Haven (2016)- 8/10

The 10 Year Plan (2014) - 6/10

Crush (2022)- 7/10

Elisa and Marcela (2019)- 5/10

The Christmas Set Up (2020)- 8/10

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019)- 10/10

Princess Cyd (2017)- 8/10

D.E.B.S (2004) - 10/10

Saving Face (2004) - 8/10

But I'm a Cheerleader (1999) - 9/10

Booksmart (2019) - 9/10

Weekend (2016) - 8/10

Carol (2015) - 9/10

Pride (2014) - 10/10

Handsome Devil (2017)- 8/10

Dating Amber (2020)- 9/10

Maurice (1987)- 10/10

Big Eden (2000)- 7/10

Prom (2020) - 5/10

A New York Christmas Wedding (2020)-6/10

Happiest Season (2020) - 7/10

Imagine Me and You (2005)- 8/10

Boy Culture (2007)- 5/10

God's Own Country (2017)- 9/10

The Way He Looks (2014)- 10/10

Boys (2014)- 9/10

Bedrooms and Hallways (1998) - 3/10

Is it Just Me? (2010) - 4/10

My Beautiful Laundrette (1985)- 7/10

The thing about Harry (2020)- 7/10

All Over the Guy (2001) - 5/10

Beautiful Thing (1996) - 9/10

Touch of Pink (2004)- 4/10

Shelter (2007)- 9/10

Latter Days (2003)- 8/10

The Old Guard (2020)- 10/10

The Half of It (2020)- 6/10

Love, Simon (2018)- 7/10

Brokeback Mountain (2005)- 9/10

Dashing in December (2020)- 7/10

Breaking Fast (2020)- 8/10

Just Friends (2018)- 9/10

Single all the Way (2021)- 7/10

Bros (2022)- 7/10

Still so many more out there that I haven't watched so please give any recommendations (I have a preference for ones with happy or hopeful endings)!

[she-karev]

Trying to Get Pregnant (Smut) (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister)

Previous Part Here

Age Rating: 16+

Chapters: Five of Five

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

Canon Episode: Season 18 Episode 17

Warning: Smut

Summary: Amber comes home to find out what Andrew has planned for them this evening.

Words: 1177

February 18th, 2022

Amber waits in the living room of her and Andrew’s house while her husband sets up the bedroom for their second attempt at having a baby. They both tried to get through the day as normally as they could without giving away their plans for tonight.

It was hard for Andrew to keep his emotions to himself since he helped Link with his dying patient who’s wife is heavily pregnant after years of trying. It made him extremely grateful that he and Amber were both healthy enough to try to have a baby. It also made him want to go the extra mile on his part tonight like she did last night. Andrew comes out of the bedroom and stands in front of Amber with a loving grin that she shares.

“Okay I’m ready. Close your eyes.”

Amber looks taken back but does so causing him to grab her hands and be her guide. He holds her hips behind her and walks them both down the hallway leading to their bedroom. He stops her outside the door, opens it and walks her inside making sure her eyes were still closed. He stops both of them in the middle of the bedroom.

“Okay now open them.”

Amber opens her eyes and is awestruck by the sight. Their blue bedspread is covered with red rose petals. There is a line of candles on the drawers providing a dim light in the dark room. The record player on her left is on with Italian Love Songs by Dean Martin playing against the needle. The entire setting makes Amber’s heart flutter at how her husband took the time to make their plain bedroom romantic for their second attempt at getting pregnant.

“Wow.” Amber says with a smile and turns to Andrew who has a proud grin, “This almost ties up with my date.”

Andrew chuckles, “I know it’s not a rug by the living room or The Ritz in Paris and it’s probably a fire hazard but still I put a lot of thought into it.”

Amber puts her palm over his chest and grins, “It’s perfect.”

Andrew smiles at that before leaning down to kiss his wife who holds his face in her hands as she kisses him deeply. He closes the bedroom door with his foot not taking his attention away from her as his hands move from her hair to her back to her jean clad bottoms that he squeezes gently before lifting her up. She giggles against his mouth wrapping her legs around his waist as he lifts her.

He moves them to the rose petaled bed laying her on her back as he continues to kiss her moving from her lips to her neck before lifting her shirt up and kissing her flat stomach. She sits up so he can take off her shirt exposing her in her white lace bra before doing the same thing for him taking off his shirt and exposing his ripped physique that she never gets tired of seeing and exploring.

He breathes heavily as he leans down to take her jeans off kissing her calf causing her to grin and breathing heavily as well overcome with lust. After taking her bottoms off he does the same for his own leaving him in his black boxers and her in her white lace bra and panties set.

He moves them to the middle of their bed so she can prop her head against the pillow while her husband hovers above her exploring her taut and soft body with his hands. He squeezes one of her breasts that perfectly fits his hand before pulling the cup down and gently biting her nipple. She responds with a moan, arching her back towards his talented mouth.

He chuckles lightly at her reaction before coming back up and kissing her overlapping his tongue with hers. She glides her hands over his muscular back pulling him towards her before moving to his boxers and grabbing his perfect ass that he clearly likes as he moans against her mouth. She unhooks her bra while kissing him and he takes it off her before moving his hands down to her panties lightly rubbing her sensitive area over the white lace before removing them.  

He takes his boxers off throwing them on the floor with the rest of their clothes and they both lay on the bed naked with him on top of her. They enjoy each other as their hands explore the parts they know so well as their lips collide in heated passion with the romantic Italian music filling the room.

He enters her easily as she’s ready for him and she moans as his lips move to her neck. He moves inside her slowly enjoying the feeling of her and treasuring this moment with her. She pants against his ear and holds his back against her small hands as he continues to move his hips against her slowly that she revels in with every thrust. While he kisses her neck his hands grip her curvy and pale hips pulling her towards him lightly squeezing her flesh as he picks up the pace causing her to moan and pull his head back up to hers so she can kiss him as he moves.

Andrew can’t get enough of her silky softness and sweet scent as he drives deeper into her body, and she feels the same with his muscular form against hers. Her cries grow louder moaning inside his mouth as she nears her completion. He pants against her mouth as he’s near the end and fastens the pace causing her hips to rise off the bed reaching her peak and gasp as she stops kissing him and puts her face against his broad shoulder. Her contractions are the last straw for him as he jerks and pulses in release grunting his pleasure next to her ear. He collapses on top of her feeling the aftershocks panting next to her ear as does she while she lazily strokes his back with her fingers.

After a minute he holds himself up above her with his elbows and looks deep into her eyes seeing the same satiated look he has as well before kissing her tenderly and rolling off her. He covers both of them with the blanket letting the petals scatter on the floor. His wife looks at the ceiling with a dazed look as she still feels the aftermath of their recent love making. A smile slowly crosses her face that he sees.

“I take it back; this beats my date night.”

He chuckles at her competitive side before pulling her against him and kissing her before laying on his back with her lying on his side. She eagerly presses herself against him, putting her head against his chest and draping her arm across his ribcage while he wraps his arm around her back pulling her towards him. They let the soft lull of sleep take them as they drift off in each other’s arms.

[hayaomiyazaki]

Tom Hollander BEDROOMS AND HALLWAYS — 1998 dir. Rose Troche

[silver-hwaberry]

FOURTEEN: insomnia

Warnings: oral (f receiving), fingering, protected sex, slight soft dom, feelings of being overwhelmed during sex.

Word count: 9.8K

Taglist: @kiwibaekie @fudgeflyssworld @kodzukein @elk-1998 @khjcoo @pepperony-7 @ateez-babygirl @starillusion13 

I lay in bed, staring at the window. I can hear the occasional car passing down below. A week has passed since the meeting and work was busy. I was also struggling to sleep. The guys have their final promotion schedule the following day and then thankfully have a few days off before rehearsals for the tour and upcoming kcons begin. Despite seeing each other every day at home and at work, we had all been busy that we had barely spent any quality time together. Seonghwa, Yunho, Hongjoong, San and Wooyoung were going to see their families for a couple of days while Yeosang, Mingi and Jongho were staying in Seoul. My parents and sisters were also arriving in a couple of days, too, and I was looking forward to seeing them. 

I sigh and give in. I accept that sleep is not coming anytime soon so I throw my cover off me and get out of bed. I open my bedroom door and make my way to the kitchen. The entire apartment is quiet. Everyone is asleep. Oh, how I envy them. I bitterly envy everyone who is in the land of nod right now while I am wide awake but absolutely exhausted at the same time!

I get some milk from the fridge and pour it into a saucepan. I am hoping some warm milk might help me get sleepy. As I wait for it to heat, I check my phone. There is a message from Soojin. I smile as I open it. It is a simple ‘I love you’, but it melts my heart. I quickly reply that I love her too and that I can’t wait to see her. 

I settle onto the sofa with my mug of warm milk and switch the tv on, turning the volume down. I pull the throw over the back of the sofa over myself. I scroll aimlessly through Netflix trying to find something that would lull me to sleep. I don’t even know what I’ve put on, as I am more focused on scrolling through my phone.

“Can’t sleep?” I hear Yeosangs deep voice ask softly from the doorway, giving me a fright as I hadn’t heard him come down the stairs.

“Nope.” I answer, sitting upright and switching the tv off with the remote. “I didn’t wake you up, did I?”

“of course not. I didn’t know you were even awake until I got into the hallway and saw the light on.” He says, coming into the lounge. He is wearing a black tank top and loose red and black plaid pj bottoms.

“You can’t sleep either?” I ask as he shakes his head and runs a hand through his dark hair. I can see how tired he is in his face. Yeosang is naturally pale, but I can’t help notice how much paler he looks than normal. It worries me, as I know how hard they are all working right now, both physically and mentally. “Want to cuddle?”

I open the side of my blanket and pat the space beside me. He smiles and comes over. I can feel how tense his body is as he lays down beside me. He tucks me into his side, my head resting on his chest as his arms wrap around me. Usually our cuddles are fleeting as there is always someone around and normally in the kitchen or hallway. It feels nice to be actually lying down to hug him, no fear of interruptions or someone walking in. I feel him place a kiss on the crown of my head, causing me to look up at him. 

“I’ve missed you.” he sighs

“Me too.” I reply. “About you, I mean. Obviously, I don’t miss myself!” This causes him to chuckle and I can feel his deep laugh vibrate in his chest. I cautiously rest my leg on top of his and immediately he pulls me closer, his right hand holds onto my left. His other hand resting on my lower back, his fingers making soft circles through my shirt. I feel the tension in his body lessen.

“Anything in particular keeping you awake?” He asks as his fingers play with mine.

“Just a little bout of insomnia.” I answer, resting my head back on his chest and looking down at our hands as my fingers playback with his. “What about you?”

“Wooyoung is talking in his sleep.” He answers.

“Woo is a sleep talker?” I laugh. The fact he talks in his sleep when the man talks a lot when he is awake is funny to me.

“He does sometimes.” He laughs. “I can still go to sleep and sleep through it when he does it, but not tonight, for some reason.” 

“Can you make out what he says when he does it, or is it like mumbling?” I ask trying to picture Wooyoung talking in his sleep. The night I had slept in his bed I had heard nothing, but then I can sleep through anything so he could have been having a full-blown concert in his sleep and I wouldn’t have known!

“Oh yeah, he speaks very coherently!” he replies. “Tonight it is something about pandas and pineapples chasing him to steal a wooden spoon.” He answers, his fingers pretending to catch mine now.

“Sounds like an interesting dream.” I giggle.

“Yeah.” He chuckles as he continues to play with my hand, it turning into a gentle game of thumb wrestling, making us both laugh quietly. It feels comfortable laying with him like this, like we do it all the time. The reality is we have only had a couple of kisses and hugs when we have had moments alone, which have never lasted long, as there is always someone around. So this feels nice. Yeosang is completely at ease right now because everyone is asleep. We know there will be no interruptions and it’s nice to see this touchy and playful side to him I’ve never got to see before. After a few minutes, he asks softly, “Do you get insomnia often?”

“I used to struggle from time to time when I was a teenager, but the last time I had it was over a year ago.” I say. 

“How long has this one been going on for?” he asks.

“I am on day 3 so far.” I answer.

“You haven’t slept in 3 days?!” he asks. “Sorry, I am asking you a lot of questions.”

“I don’t mind answering your questions. I got around 2 hours last night, but it was broken up.” I reply, yawning. I can feel myself beginning to relax into Yeosang.

“Does this help? Cuddling into someone?” he asks. I nod and smile gently at his questions, but also at what he is asking. “Anytime you can’t sleep, you know you can come to one of us.”

“Can I come to you for cuddles in the middle of the night?” I ask, my fingers intertwine with his now.

“If-if you feel it would help you, then of course you can.” he says quietly. I can hear his heart beating a little faster now. 

“This is helping me.” I say sleepily.

“I am always here for you.” His voice is soft as I let out another yawn. “Close your eyes and get some sleep.” He whispers and I feel his hand that was on my back move up to my head, stroking it gently.

“What about you?” I ask, moving my head slightly to look up at him. “You need to sleep too.” 

“I’ll be going to sleep soon.” He replies, kissing my forehead. “This is helping me too.”

“That’s good.” I move further up his body, pressing my lips on his. He kisses me back softly and smiles at me when our lips part, before I place a kiss on his bare shoulder. I cuddle into him once again, my knee bending over his legs to get even closer to him. 

“Sweet dreams.” I hear him whisper as he delicately caresses my back.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

As I feel myself begin to wake I can feel a warmth behind me. There is a distant clattering noise coming from the kitchen and someone making a shushing noise. I open my eyes and can make out through my blurred vision that I am on the sofa. I am lying on my left side, facing the backing of it and there is a heavy weight over my right hip and a hand on my stomach. I look behind me and squint my eyes to see Yeosang asleep. His left arm is under my head while his right is over my waist. His leg is draped over my hips as he is flush against my back. The top half of the blanket has fell off and lying on the floor while the bottom half is covering our feet.

The early morning light is coming in from the large window behind the sofa. My alarm hasn’t gone off so I know it isn’t 6am yet. Another noise comes from the kitchen and I hear a deep yet hushed voice say “Could you make anymore noise?!” I recognise it as Seonghwa, the reply of “Sorry!” belongs to Mingi and a “You’ll wake up Luna and Yeosang making such a racket!” from Seonghwa.

I put my head back down onto Yeosangs outstretched arm I had been sleeping on before I woke up and close my eyes. I feel Yeosang move slightly behind me, his arm over my stomach pulling me into him. I move my hand to his and hold on to his fingers as I doze in and out of sleep, but I can hear Seonghwa and Mingi quietly walking around. I hear one of them come in to the lounge and pull the fallen blanket over us both before a kiss is placed on my temple. I can tell from the scent as they leaned over me it was Seonghwa, and then hear them leave the apartment. I knew they both had an early schedule, and the others were joining them at the music show later on.

I begin to feel Yeosang waking up behind me. The hand that has been on my stomach moves to my hip as he partially sits up and leans over me. I turn my head and open my eyes to look at him. “Good morning.” I smile at him, rolling onto my back.

“Did you sleep well?” he asks, his morning voice much deeper than normal as I nod. 

“I did. Did you get to sleep soon after?” I ask him.

“I fell asleep straight after you did.” he replies.

“I am glad.” I reply, gently pulling his head down so I can kiss him.

It starts slowly, our lips softly moving against one another. Just at our usual easy pace. That is, until his top half lowers onto me and my hands move to his long hair. Before I know it, his entire body is on top of mine and our kisses are turning needy. I feel him getting hard as his hips subtly move against me. 

“We should stop.” He mumbles against my mouth, panting heavily.

“Ye-yeah.” I reply as he moves off me but keeps his hand on my waist. “Sorry.” 

“Don’t be sorry. I don’t want to stop but…. I know if we keep kissing like this I will want to do more and I don’t want to rush you.” he says

I can’t help but smile at this and it also makes me want to kiss him again at how sweet he is being, but I am respecting what he is saying. “You wouldn’t be rushing me, but I understand where you are coming from.” I reach for his hand and play with it like we did in the early hours of this morning when we both couldn’t sleep. “I don’t want to rush you either.”

“Since we have some alone time, which is rare in this house, I want to use this time to ask you if I can take you on a date tomorrow afternoon?” he smiles at me.

I feel like a million butterflies have been let loose inside my stomach as I look at him. “You want to take me on a date?” I ask, knowing I am smiling like a lunatic right now.

“I do.” He nods, chuckling, and I can see through my slightly blurry vision that his cheeks and ears have turned red as he looks away. “If you want to, that is.”

“Yeo, of course I do!” I cuddle into him, and he lets out what sounds like a sigh of relief. “Where are we going?”

“Ah, I want to keep it a secret. However, I remember the debacle you had over what to wear when you went on a date with Seonghwa….” He says. 

“Hey! There was no debacle!” I laugh, playfully tapping his stomach with the palm of my hand 

“Oh, you were 100% flapping. We all saw it!” He laughs back.

“Ok, so I might have flapped a little, I guess!” I reply as it was true, I did!

“So to stop any flapping over this i will tell you it involves food and is somewhere really casual but cute. Well, I think it is cute. I haven’t actually gone to it. I’ve only seen photos of it and walked past it too, but it is somewhere I’ve always wanted to take someone special, so this is perfect.”

“I am someone special?” I ask him.

“You are very special. To all of us.” he says, tilting my head to kiss me.

“I thought you didn’t want to kiss me anymore.” I playfully tease him, poking his shoulder 

“Oh, I want to kiss you and so much more!” He laughs deeply. “But I don’t want our first time together to be a quickie before the others wake up. I intend to take my time with you when the time comes.” He grins, kissing me once more. I feel my tummy flip at the thought of it and I can’t help but squeeze my thighs together as heat pools in my core. 

I know he is teasing me now as the hand that was on my waist moves lower and squeezes my ass over my pyjama bottoms. His teeth lightly nip at my lower lip. He pulls my left leg over his hip before moving his hand back to my ass. I can feel us getting carried away again as he suddenly pulls my hips into his and I can feel the outline of his hard on through our pyjama bottoms. He moans lightly against my mouth before my alarm suddenly blares from my phone, causing us both to jump in fright. Yeosang quickly turns over and picks it up from the floor and hands it to me as we both laugh.

“Your loud ass alarm always makes me laugh.” he says as we sit upright.

“Sorry!” I giggle, nudging his shoulder with my head

“Do you want to come down to the gym with me?” he asks, moving my long bangs off my face and cupping my cheek

“I think that would be dangerous.” I playfully grin at him.

“Worried you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off me?” he smirks back, his hand moves down to my neck. “I saw you watching me in the mirror last time we went to the gym.” It spins my head how he can go from being so shy to so cocky.

“Can you blame me? Look at you!” I laugh, feeling my face blush. “I think I’ll stick with my usual run around the park this morning. It is less distracting.”

“Probably safer too.” He nods as he leans forward as if to kiss me, but just before his lips touch mine, he pulls back and stands up with a smirk on that innocent face of his. He is teasing me once again, but I cannot lie and say that I am not liking this new side to him I am seeing. He holds out his hand for me to take and he helps me up. “I shall see you later on.” He simply says before leaving the room. I run my fingers through my hair and shake my head as I laugh lightly to myself. I did not expect this amount of teasing from him, but I am not complaining either.

─── ･ ☆: *.☽.* :☆ ･ ───

The final performance is at Inkigayo. There is a series of fancalls scheduled for after the stage performance, so I was there to help with any translations, but overall the guys handle each call really well. In previous fancalls I have barely been needed by any of them. As soon as we arrived at the studio, they went straight into hair and makeup and then to wardrobe, so I was waiting alone in the room where everyone had left their things.

“Hey Luna!!” Hyunshik says as he comes into the room.

“Hiya!” I smile, putting my phone down

Since the meeting a few days ago, we had been talking more. Hyunshik was one of the junior assistant managers. He joined the company a year before I did and had been training ever since. He was a really funny guy and easy to talk to as well. I could see how much he loved his job and wanted to be promoted to full manager status and not assistant manager, which was basically doing whatever the managers told him to do from what I could see.

“What a manic week it has been!” he sighs, sitting across from me. “I cannot wait for a few days to do absolutely nothing!”

“Are the promotions always like this?” I ask him

“Generally yeah. This one has felt so much busier, though. With all the music shows, interviews, the group and individual schedules, online fan calls, in person fan signs. I think because this is the first comeback with full audiences, it has felt more hectic than other comebacks.” He replies, opening his laptop. “And things are only going to get busier too, with the kcons and tour dates coming up! I honestly don’t know where the guys get their energy from. I go home exhausted every single day and I am not on stage performing multiple times a day every day.”

I can only nod silently. I don’t know where they get it from either. I am seeing them come home every night on the brink of exhaustion, but still practicing in their bedrooms. Hongjoong normally going from the apartment to his studio until the early hours doing even more work. Honestly, it has worried me, but Yunho had told me to trust them to know their own limits when I voiced my concerns about their wellbeing the previous week. So I was trying not to worry, but that was easier said than done. So I have been doing a lot of tongue biting recently.

“Do you have any plans for your time off?” he asks, pulling me from my thoughts

“My parents and sisters are coming to Korea for a couple of weeks on Tuesday, so I’ll spend some time with them.” I answer.

“Do they not live in Korea?” he asks

“They live in London. I moved here in 2017 for college, but I was born in New York.” I answer. It is always an automatic answer that comes out of my mouth whenever I am asked where my family lives.

“Wow!” he gasps, looking up at me. I never tire of that reaction either. It is always been entertaining to me. The next question is always “Are both your parents Korean?”

“They are. Both were born in America too, but all 4 of my grandparents were born here and moved to America.”

“I didn’t think you could get any cooler Luna, but you surprise me! It explains your American accent when you speak English.” he smiles. Everyone says that too about my accent when I tell them. “So, what are your plans with your family?”

I go to answer, but the door opens, causing us both to look over. Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Jongho come in. They are ready for the stage and I have to stop myself from gasping at how hot they look for their final promotions stage outfits. Seonghwa is wearing a sleeveless top and honestly, seeing his bare arms is a weakness for me. I hope to god he never finds out about it! Wooyoung is wearing a white shirt that is unbuttoned dangerously low, a slim black tie around his neck with a black baseball style jacket and ripped jeans. Jongho is in all black. Black jeans, black shirt, black jacket with a white rose pinned near the pocket. Honestly, he looks amazing and I know I am staring. I am dreading seeing what the others are wearing as I may start drooling! I’ve never felt this way over boyfriends in the past. Wooyoung smiles as he sees me and goes to come over, but stops when he sees Hyunshik. 

“Oh, hey Hyun!” he says to him

“You guys nearly ready for the stage?” he asks, looking back at his laptop

“Most of us are. San is still getting his hair done, and the stylist is making a small change to Yunhos shirt.” Seonghwa answers.

“Myeonjin said the stage is almost ready, too.” He replies. “Ah shit, I’ve left the paperwork for the fan calls in the office. Ilsung will kill me if he finds out I don’t have them! I’ll be back in an hour! Don’t tell him!” He adds, grabbing his mobile and bag.

“Your secret is safe with us!” Wooyoung laughs

“We can finish our conversation later on too, Luna!” He smiles at me before running towards the door. 

“We sure will!” I laugh as I watch him run out of the room and then feel Seonghwa kiss my cheek from behind. I tilt my head up to look at him from my seated position as he puts his hands on my shoulders. I place my hands over his as he bends down and kisses me on the lips. “Hi.” I whisper to him in English.

“Conversation?” I hear Wooyoung say.

I look over at him to see him actually pouting. “Are you jealous?” I ask 

“No!!” He replies immediately and rather loudly, causing Seonghwa to laugh. “I was just wondering what kind of conversation you guys had that needs to be continued at a later time is all!” But I can see he is a little jealous. Wooyoung does not have a good poker face.

“You are jealous!” Jongho teases him as I stand up, moving towards Wooyoung, and he huffs slightly as I cuddle him, taking care not to ruin his hair or makeup.

“Give me a proper hug!” He whines, pulling me closer.

“We were talking about our plans during the break.” I say to him softly, my hands stroking his lower back as I relax into his body. “That is all. Nothing to be jealous of.”

“I am not jealous.” He says quietly to me.

“I know.” I whisper back. “But just so you know, if you were…” I look up at him “…it would be really really hot!” I raise my eyebrows as he breaks into a cheeky grin.

“Noted.” He replies before kissing me.

“Your make up!!” I giggle, pulling my head back 

“I don’t care!” He says, leaning down to capture my lips once more. I am now used to how open around the others he is with his affection and kisses. I kiss him back as I feel his hands move down my sides and rest on my ass. I can also feel his breathing change, becoming a little faster, his hands pulling my body even closer to his than it already was. This kiss feels so much more different from our usual kisses. It is getting heated and I know he is forgetting his surroundings, and to be honest, so am I. 

Seonghwa and Jongho are still in the room and the others would come any minute, not to mention a staff member could arrive too. I need to put my sensible head on and stop the kiss now. Reluctantly, I pull my lips away. His eyes are dark as he looks down at me, trying to catch his breath. “Sorry, got a little carried away there.” he says quietly

“It is ok.” I smile at him, pecking his lips.

“I.. erm, should go to the toilet before we get called on stage.” He says as his cheeks suddenly flush pink. I nod and let go of him. He walks rather awkwardly towards the bathroom, his hands covering his lower part, and I realise he has a boner. Instantly I feel my own cheeks heat at this and look towards Seonghwa and Jongho who are sitting on the sofa, scrolling on their phones. Either they are so occupied with what they are doing on their phones they weren’t aware of what was going on or they are trying to look like they were busy. Either way, I am thankful there is no teasing.

One by one, each of the other guys comes into the room. All their performance outfits for this comeback have been amazing, however, this last set is definitely my favourite and I feel like the stylists have left the best ones for last. Each outfit suits them so well, and I can see how comfortable they feel in them too. Not to mention how hot they look too! My horny teenager side coming out once more. I try my best to calm myself down and stop thinking dirty thoughts. Especially when a sleeveless San sits next to me and rests his hand on my thigh as we all talk.

“Time to go to the stage now.” Myeonjin says as he comes into the room.

“Good luck!” I smile as they all get ready.

“Come with us.” Yunho says taking my hand into his. “You can watch from the side of the stage.” His smile shining brightly as he looks down at me.

“Am I even allowed to?” I ask.

“Of course.”

“We want you there.” Hongjoong says

“All of us.” I hear Jongho say from beside me, causing me to look at him. He is looking at me in a way I’ve never seen him do before, and it makes my tummy flip. “So please come.” I look around at them all, smiling at me, and I nod. Of course I want to be with them, there isn’t anywhere else I’d rather be. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The apartment is quiet tonight. San, Wooyoung and Jongho are having a night out with some of their idol friends they haven’t seen for a while. Yunho had left to go home straight from the studio after the final round of fancalls finished while Seonghwa, Hongjoong, San and Wooyoung were leaving tomorrow. I was pleased for them because they deserve it and I know how it is to miss your family, but I also knew I would miss them, too. 

Saying goodbye to Yunho was difficult, and I wasn’t expecting to feel the emotions that I did when he was leaving. It made me realise that my feelings for not just him, but the others, were slowly growing. He hugged me for as long as he could until Hongjoong had to come into the room and tell him it was time to leave. Before he left, he kissed me and whispered that he would miss me, promised to text and send photos while he was away, too. I told him “Don’t! Just enjoy the break and spending time with your family!” The kiss he gave me before he finally left was long and lingering. It wasn’t heated but I could definitely feel his emotions through it and I felt like his lips were still on mine the entire car ride home as I sat looking out the window. I wasn’t certain, but it felt like he was finding it difficult, too. Or maybe it was all just in my head.

When we got home, I went straight to my bedroom to take out my contact lenses and get changed into my pyjamas. I also just wanted a moment of being alone, too. I was adjusting well to going from living completely alone to with 8 men, especially men who are very attentive to me, but there were times I just needed a bit of solitude. Thankfully, the guys appeared to know when I needed to be alone and didn’t question it. 

When I told Hongjoong about the bipolar, he asked if there were things I ever needed and I told him space was one of them, especially when I would feel overwhelmed. Rarely, but from time to time I just need to be by myself for a little bit. So I wasn’t sure if he’d told them to give me time alone or if they just intuitively knew when I needed it. They left me be, gave me the time I needed, then didn’t make a fuss when I came back to them either, and I appreciated it. 

As I walk into the lounge, it feels weird having the apartment so quiet. I don’t quite know what to do with myself, but there is only one person I need to see right now. I go upstairs and knock on Seonghwa and Hongjoongs bedroom door. I hear Seonghwa say to come in.

“Hey Luna.” he smiles at me

I can see a pile of clean washing on his bed that he is putting away. His already packed suitcase for tomorrow is sitting beside the bedroom door. It makes me smile lightly at how organised he is and I hope that some of it will rub off on me as I am the most disorganised, ‘wait until the last minute then freak out’ person ever! 

I walk over to the window and look out at the skyline. I honestly love the view from their apartment, especially at night time. You can see Han River in the distance. It is honestly a beautiful view. I feel Seonghwa wrap his arms around my waist from behind.

“You okay?” I hear him ask.

“Yeah, I am.” I turn around and smile at him.

“You sure? You were quiet on the drive home and then went straight to your bedroom.” he says.

“I haven’t been sleeping well recently but I am honestly ok.” I reply as he kisses the top of my head. “So don’t worry!”

“Hopefully, with the break from work we all have and your family coming to visit, you can relax and we can get you back into a good sleep pattern again.” he says

“‘we’?” I ask, smiling as I look up at him

“Yes, ‘we’!” he smiles back at me as he pecks my lips. “I know most of us are going away for a couple of days, but whatever we can do to help you, we will.”

“I’ll be fine in a day or two.” I sigh happily.

We spend a few more minutes cuddling before I pull away from him. He goes back over to his side of the bedroom and picks up a shirt from his bed, placing it on a hanger. I go over to the display cabinet with his Lego Star Wars creations and look at them. It brings back happy memories of my dad and I spending an entire day just building, just the two of us. My eyes fall onto Hongjoongs bed. An open suitcase is sitting on it, some clothes haphazardly thrown inside it. 

“Where’s Hongjoong?” I ask Seonghwa

“Where do you think?” He replies, laughing.

“Is he seriously at his studio tonight?” I ask in shock, turning to look at him. “He is going home tomorrow morning!”

“Thought you would have known by now the man pretty much lives there.” He says. “He got changed and left straight away.”

“Of course I knew that, but you guys have finished work for a few days. I didn’t expect him to be at the studio tonight.” I reply.

“Did you come to see Hongjoong then?” he asks me as he is hanging up a clean sweater and I feel nervous.

“Not really.” I say, my fingers fiddling with the bottom of my t-shirt.

“So you wanted me?” he teases, turning around to face me as I nod, feeling the heat rush to my face. I hate how shy I get around them sometimes, as I am not a shy person. I feel his hand cup my face, causing me to jump lightly as I hadn’t realised he had crossed the room to me. “You know Hongjoong won’t be back until like 3am. So we have this room to ourselves for a few hours.” His hands gently tilt my head to look up at him. He has that devilish look on his face, the same one he has had on his face for the past 3 weeks on stage. The one that has caused me to need to stop watching him and the others because of the effect they’ve all been having on me. “And there is also no one else in the apartment, either.”

“Hwa!” I blush as he pushes my hair behind my ear and puts his head beside it.

“I saw how you watched us earlier.” His voice is low and I can feel his breath on my ear. “When we were on stage.” His hands move lower. “The way you slightly bit your lower lip, your thighs rubbing together subtly.” His hand slides into my pyjama bottoms. “And now here you are, in my bedroom....” his fingertips slip past the waistband of my underwear and I cannot help the small moan that escapes my mouth as his fingers glide through my wet folds. “…and ready for me.” There is no denying how extremely turned on I am now. “So, my darling, just tell me what you want and I’ll give you it.”

“You.” I whimper as I feel his fingertip slide in and circle my clit lightly

“I didn’t quite hear that.” He teases, pulling his finger out.

“You.” I say louder. “I want you, Hwa.”

“I love it when you call me Hwa.” He says, his voice low before he captures my lips.

He catches me off guard, causing me to step backwards, but I recover quickly, kiss him back hard and wrap my arms around his shoulders as he removes his hand out of my pyjamas and tugging down on the waistband. He pulls them off along with my underwear and lifts me up. Instinctively, my legs wrap around his waist as he moves over to the desk in the room’s corner. He places me on it and continues to kiss me, his tongue massaging against mine.

My hands move from his shoulders to the bottom of his t-shirt, tugging at it, and our lips separate as I quickly pull it over his head and throw it on the floor beside us. “Tell me again who you want.” he presses his forehead against mine as I feel his fingers slide into my folds once more.

“I want you.” I moan lightly. My hands hold on to his shoulders to steady myself.

“I can’t hear you.” His voice is laced with desire.

“You Hwa! I want you! Please!” I beg loudly 

“I am all yours.” he smirks before dropping to his knees. He swiftly throws my legs over his shoulders and kisses my inner thighs. My fingers thread through his hair as he opens my legs further. His kisses stop and he places his hands softly on my thighs. 

I look down to see why he’s stopped and I see him looking at the bruises from my night with Mingi. Although they were in the early stages of fading, it was still clear imprints of the fingerprints he had left on me from holding onto my thighs and hips so hard. Seonghwas hands touch over them delicately, examining them closely with his eyes. I open my mouth to say that I am ok but stop when he smirks up at me. “This is really sexy!” I can’t help but smile back at him.

He continues to kiss my thighs, his hands moving under my knees to push my legs back, opening me more. My eyes close as his mouth moves higher.

“Oh, fuck…” I moan as his tongue flicks against my clit, my fingers tighten in his hair.

From the start, he is relentless. His tongue moves quickly, licking and sucking at my clit. Instantly, my back arches from the pleasure and I nearly fall backwards. One of my hands falls from his head and I place it surface behind me to keep my balance. Within minutes I can feel myself becoming undone, my fingers tighten in his hair as his mouth ravishes me. I bite my lip to muffle the noises coming from me, but he stops what he is doing. 

“You better not be holding back!” He says. “We are home alone.”

“Someone might come home, though.” I whine in a little annoyance that he has stopped when I was so close.

“They won’t.” He smirks, coming back up to kiss me and I feel him put a finger inside me. “Let’s take advantage of this rare moment where we don’t need to be quiet.” His lips capture mine once more as he slides another one in. He continues to kiss me deeply as he curls them to hit my spot with each thrust, causing me to moan into the kiss and my body to jerk against him. “Now let me get back to making you feel even better than you are already feeling.” 

He goes back down to his knees again and wastes no time in putting his tongue on me as his fingers continue to thrust inside of me. This time, I don’t hold back, allowing whatever weird noises want to come out of me and just let myself feel good. The feeling of both his fingers inside me and his tongue against my clit has me on the edge again.

“Hwa…. I am going to come!” I moan.

“That is my intention, darling.” he says, his voice laced with smugness

His movements increase. He sucks harshly on my clit, and within seconds, I am coming. As my legs try to close instinctively, he pulls his fingers out of me and holds my legs open further as he continues to eat me out at a fast pace.

“S-seonghwa!” I moan loudly, my fingers tugging on his hair harshly

He groans into me as his hands grip onto my thighs tighter, pushing my legs further apart. I am struggling to keep myself upright as the arm supporting my weight gives out. I am thankful the space behind me is clear as I fall backwards, the back of my head resting on the wall now. Seonghwa is not letting up either, his tongue pushing inside of me now as he continues to groan loudly, making a second orgasm hit harder than the first.

“T-too much!” I pant as his mouth moves faster against me, which I didn’t think was humanly possible.

“And yet you are still grinding against my face like you want more!” He says, pulling his mouth off me. He is right. It is as if my body craves more of him despite it being over sensitive. “Give me one more orgasm and then I’ll let you rest.”

“I need you inside me now.” I whine lightly. “Please, Hwa! I want your dick inside me!” I have never in my life begged so shamefully like this! He suddenly stands up, putting his hands on either side of my neck, his lips so close to mine that I can feel his hot breath.

“You want my dick?” he asks, his lips ghost over mine. “Want me to fuck you?” I nod desperately. “Such a needy girl!” I lean forward to kiss him, but he pulls his head back. 

“Seonghwa!” I pout as he laughs. I lean forward again, but he pulls back, laughing even more. “Stop it!!” I laugh too. 

“You are so fucking cute when you get annoyed!” he grins at me before kissing me and lifting me up once more. He carries me over to his bed and puts me on it. I watch as he shoves his clean washing on the floor and pulls his sweats down.

“Wow, has THE Park Seonghwa just made a mess?” I giggle as he takes a condom from his bedside drawer. “Throwing his clean clothes on the floor?”

“I washed the floor this morning and used the roller on it then hoovered when I got home so I know for a fact that floor is not dirty.” he laughs in reply

“I didn’t say your floor is dirty!” I say, smirking at him. “I simply said that you made a mess of the very tidy floor.”

“Luna, do you want me to fuck you or do you want me to start cleaning?” he asks, getting on the bed and pulling my legs harshly towards him so I slide down the bed. “Because you know I will do it! And once I start, I won’t stop!”

“Fucking or cleaning?” I ask back as I watch him put the condom on.

“You are being a bit of a brat tonight!” he states, leaning down on top of me, his face close to mine. His facial expression is unreadable to me. I can’t see what he is thinking and for a second, I think I have actually pissed him off with my banter until his mouth curls into a smirk. “Now, are you going to be a good girl and let me fuck you?” I nod as he kisses me before leaning back.

His hands push my t-shirt up and over my head, throwing it onto the floor with the rest of the clothes. We are both naked now and he is looking down at my body with dark, lust-filled eyes. “So pretty.” he says as his hands run down my body and move under my knees. He pushes them together and up towards my chest, leaning forward, trapping my legs between our bodies. I feel him push himself inside of me in one swift movement and immediately thrusts in and out. He gives me no time to adjust to him being inside, but it feels good from the start. The noises coming from him are deep and almost feral. It is turning me on even more. “You feel so fucking good.”

With each thrust, he is going harder and faster. My head is becoming clouded and my toes are going numb as my body shakes with the pleasure he is giving me. His eyes are closed and I can see he is completely lost in the moment. I try to hold on to his arms, but it is like my body has no strength and my hands just keep falling down. My entire body feels weak as he thrusts sharply into me. Every movement is hitting my g-spot with perfect precision and with the combination of how fast he is thrusting into me and the way my legs are folded between our bodies, unable to move I am feeling incredibly overwhelmed too and I try to speak, but nothing is coming out. Everything feels too intense. 

“Are you still with me?” he asks softly, slowing his movements down

“My… head… feels fuzzy.” I mumble in reply as he gently puts my legs down onto the bed on either side of his hips and leans down on top of me, his elbows supporting his weight.

“Do you want me to stop?” His hips stilling.

“No! Please don’t stop!” I attempt to grasp onto him as I feel him move back from me. “Don’t leave!”

“Hey, it is ok! I have you, my darling. I won’t leave you.” he whispers soothingly, kissing my lips. “I won’t stop, but I am going to slow down, though.” I feel his hips move again, but slower than before. “Is this ok?” I nod my head. “Am I being too rough?” He asks.

“No.” I shake my head. “You aren’t being rough.” My voice is slightly shaky and I am praying he doesn’t notice it.

“I never want to hurt you.” He says. “Or get carried away, and it causes you any pain or discomfort.”

“You never could.” I can hold on to his face now that my body is relaxing again. “You were actually making me feel really good. It was just intense and I… I am still not used to feeling this… good during actual sex.” I can feel my entire face heat up in slight embarrassment at this. 

“I understand.” He says so soothingly it is almost a whisper. I look up at him and see him looking down at me with the softest look. “While I am glad that I can make you feel good during it, I don’t want to you to feel overwhelmed like that.” I pull his lips towards mine and kiss him again. He is still slowly and gently thrusting into me. I can feel my orgasm building again, so I move my hips to match his movements as our kisses become needy. I pull my legs higher around his waist, causing a slight change in the angle of his thrusts. My walls clench around him, causing him to groan loudly into my mouth. “Fuck Luna!”

“Feels good.” I whimper as his forehead touches mine. “G-go faster please, baby!”

“Are you sure?” He asks, staring deeply into my eyes as I nod in reply. “If it gets too intense again, let me know.”

I move my left hand to his waist and hold on to him, as his hips increases in speed, but I can feel him holding back. My right hand is still on his cheek. I tilt his head so his lips meet mine. He starts to move faster, grunts and groans being passed from his mouth to mine as he lets himself go once more.

“Hwa, you are making me feel good!” I moan, my body moving with him. 

“I’m so close, baby.” he mumbles as I clench around him again. I muster up all the strength I can get to push him to roll over. Thankfully, he takes the hint, holding onto me as he rolls onto his back, and I am lying on top of him now. My knees are on the bedding, on either side of his hips as I start to move against him. One of his hands holds onto my ass tightly as the other gathers my hair into a ponytail, and he pulls my head down to his. His kisses are frantic from the start, and I can feel how close he is. With every back-and-forth movement, I am getting closer to my own release. I can feel it just there but I can’t reach it. 

Seonghwas groans are becoming louder as his hand in my hair tightens and his hips move, matching my pace. I pull my lips away from his and look into his eyes. 

“What can I do to help you come darling?” he asks

“I.. need to sit up.” I reply, pushing myself upright. His hands instantly move to my hips to help steady me as I settle down on him. I let out an unstable breathe as my body shakes a little at how much deeper he is inside of me.

“Are you ok?” he asks me

“I am… the angle is deeper. It is good, though.” I place my hands on top of his that are still holding my hips as I begin to move again. The new angle is hitting me perfectly and I can feel my release approaching again. “Shit, Hwa that’s it!” 

“Oh.. fuck!” he groans, his head falling back onto the bed. His hands suddenly move underneath mine, flipping over so our fingers intertwine. “You are taking me so well! I am gonna come!” 

I can use the leverage of his hands holding mine to steady myself better and I get into a good rhythm. The noises Seonghwa is making are so deep and loud. We are both being loud now.

As I feel myself start to come, my fingers tighten in his hands and I lean down, pushing our hands so they are flat against the bed above his head. I press my lips against his as I keep moving on top of him. Lewd noises spilling from us both as he comes at the same time as my high finally hits hard. My head falls into his neck as I try to regain my breath. We are both panting so hard as our bodies come down from our joint highs. I let go of his hands and run my fingertips through his sweat soaked hair.

“You are amazing!” He sighs, his hand caressing my lower back. 

“So are you, baby.” I reply, kissing lightly at his neck. I can taste the sweetness of the sweat on his skin on my lips as I continue to kiss him and he makes contented sighs.

The room is silent, as I stay laying on top of him, my face buried happily into his neck. We stay like this for a while, just enjoying the comfortable silence and being close to one another.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” he finally says, sitting upright while holding onto my waist. He lifts me out of the bed so easily and takes me into his bathroom. It is my first time seeing it and it’s massive. 2 sinks, a walk-in shower and a separate bathtub.

“You guys have a bath in here?!” I ask when I see it

“Well, I was going to put you into the shower but seeing how big your eyes just got, I am definitely making you a bubble bath!” he chuckles, sitting me on one of the worktops. He pulls off the used condom, tying it and throwing it in the little bin before lifting his black bath robe from the hanger on the wall and wraps it around me “Don’t want you getting cold.” he smiles, tying it around my waist before kissing me. “You look so tiny wearing this.” He chuckles, he affectionately rubs his nose against mine and pecks my lips again.

I watch as he starts the bath. He opens a box that has a lot of different bath bombs in it, asking me to pick one. I pick up a pink one and smell it. It smells of cherries and I instantly like it. “That one is my favourite.” He smiles 

“I’ll pick another one then.” I say, but he takes it from my hand and drops it into the running water before I can say anything. “Seonghwa! Why did you do that? It’s your favourite!”

“Because I could see you liked it.” He replies, his hands cup my cheeks. He places a series of kisses on my lips as I smile widely. “I’ll let you use the toilet. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He kisses the top of my head. He leaves the bathroom, closing the door behind himself and I stand up. I am thankful he’s given me the privacy to use the toilet, as I was desperate for a pee! 

After I’ve used it, I wash my hands before leaning over the bathtub to smell the amazing scent coming from the water. The water has turned a beautiful shade of pink and it makes me smile as I dip my hand into it, checking the temperature. It is perfectly hot. It is has been so long since I had an actual bath as my old apartment only had a small basic shower and I am looking forward to this. I hear a knock at the door and see him peek his head in before he walks in. He has put on a pair of boxers but is still topless and as he comes over to turn off the water; I notice a small red mark on his neck, near his collarbone.

“What is it?” He asks as he sees me staring 

“Don’t freak out but I.. I think I may have… given you a love bite.” I say nervously, motioning to his neck. He turns around to look in the mirror and touches the mark. “Sorry, I didn’t even notice I did that!” It must have been when I was kissing his neck after we had finished and still in that post sex haze.

“Do not apologise, I love it!” He grins, turning back to hug me. “My little vampire!”

“You aren’t mad?” I ask, looking at him as he shakes his head. 

“Absolutely not!” He replies, kissing me. “Now get into the bath before it gets cold!”

Seonghwa helps to take the robe off me and I feel cold, as it was so warm and comfortable. He holds my hand as I step into the bath. As soon as I sit down in the hot water, I feel my body instantly relax. “You aren’t going to join me?” I ask him as he sits on the floor beside the tub.

“Do you want me to?” he asks back, a faint hint of a smirk on his face

“You have made me the most perfect bubble bath, and I want to enjoy it with you, my boyfriend.” I say, reaching out to hold his hand. The little smirk instantly drops, and he smiles so softly at me. “So please, join me!” He presses the back of my hand against his lips and nuzzles his cheek into it.

“You know I cannot say no to you ever.” He whispers, standing up. I lean forward to make room for him behind me as he takes off his boxers and climbs in. He settles in behind me and I lay back against him. His hands wrap around my body. I feel instantly serene in his arms. The smell of the bubble bath, the warmth of his skin and his hands on me. 

“These look fresh.” He says, his fingers tracing the bruises on my thighs. “I am not prying, just wanting to check you are ok.”

“I am absolutely fine. Mingi didn’t hurt me at all. He didn’t even know, to be honest, and I didn’t let him see them the following morning in case he thought he had.” I suddenly realise I’ve said Mingis name. “Sorry, I probably shouldn’t have told you that!” I add quickly, my heart suddenly racing. “Please don’t tell him!!” I sit upright.

“It is ok!” He says quickly pulling me back into his arms. “It’s ok.” He soothes kissing my temple

“You said one rule was not talking about what we did, though.” I say.

“That is mainly between the guys, so you don’t think we are talking about you behind your back. You are free to talk about whatever you want to with us, though. Only if you feel comfortable enough. The guys and I agreed in advance it was ok if you wanted to talk about anything with us. We are all in this relationship together.” He says, one of his hands rubbing comforting circles on my stomach, the other resting under my breasts. “You don’t need to worry about that or feel you can’t talk to us either.”

“Makes sense.” I nod slightly. “Mingi wasn’t being rough with me or hurting me. I bruise really easily, so I usually have one somewhere on my body, anyway.” I turn my head to look at him again. “Plus, I kinda like sex bruises, too. So I don’t mind them.”

“You are definitely a kinky little thing, aren’t you?” He laughs, kissing me. 

“You know, I will definitely have more tomorrow from you.” I say to him. “You were holding onto my legs pretty hard earlier on.”

“As long as you aren’t hurting from them.” he replies

“Only in a good way.” I smirk at him before letting out a small laugh.

“You really are kinky.” he laughs again. “You are going to keep us all on our toes.” He adds softly into my ear.

I rest my hands on his knees as we continue to relax in the warm water. The scent of the bath bomb is comforting for us both. The closeness and intimacy of having a bath together is making me feel happy.

“Are you looking forward to going home tomorrow?” I ask him.

“I am. It’s been a while since I saw my family.” he replies.

“What do you normally do when you go back home?” His hand under my breast soothingly cups one of my breasts. There is nothing sexual behind it at all.

“Our house is in the country, middle of nowhere. There isn’t a lot to do like here in Seoul. It is quiet and peaceful. We go on walks. My dad usually fires up the fire pit at night time and we just sit around, toasting marshmallows and talking. I love it.” he answers, kissing my temple as I smile at the thought of it. He deserves this break so much to rest and be happy. “You must be looking forward to your family arriving on Tuesday.”

“I cannot wait to see them!” I smile as my fingers rub the skin on his knees on either side of me. “The girls are going to be so big! Are you nervous about meeting my parents?”

“A little. I know you told me your dad will put on his scary army face, but that he isn’t scary. However, I am still nervous. I’ve never met a girlfriend’s parents before.” he says.

“You don’t have to be nervous. My dad has already told me he likes you, so there is a chance of no scary army face. If he does, my mom will reign him in! She wears the pants in that relationship. He does whatever she says.” I laugh. “So don’t be nervous. The plan is on Thursday to have a nice, quiet, relaxed, home cooked meal at the apartment they’ve rented. No pressure.”

“Will the twins be there too?” he asks, his head resting against mine as I lean back further into him

“No, they’ll be staying the night with my Uncle Jihoon and Aunt Soomin. So it will just be the 4 of us. Like I said, no pressure.” I answer.

Truth be told, I am feeling rather nervous myself. With my mom knowing me inside and out, I am worried she’ll know there is something more to my relationship with Seonghwa. I can only pray that on Thursday night we look like any other normal, regular boyfriend and girlfriend, and that my mom suspects nothing. I feel Seonghwa place a kiss on the side of my head, pulling me from my worried thoughts, and I smile. I don’t want to worry anymore, I just want to enjoy this precious alone time with Seonghwa.

[mywingsareonwheels]

Oh good grief *please* can one or two of the streaming sites put the romantic comedy Bedrooms and Hallways (1998) up.

All these new Con O'Neill fans who haven't seen his character (supporting role but lovely) have a bi awakening and get together with [spoiler]. This is just not right.

And the rest of the cast! Kevin McKidd and Jennifer Ehle and James Purefoy are the three leads! There are Tom Hollander and Hugo Weaving! There is Julie Graham! There are Simon Callow and Harriet Walter! A lot of characters turn out to be bi when they thought they weren't!

It's not a perfect film, there are a couple of elements that haven't aged that well[1], but it is warm and fun and massively ahead of its time in a lot of ways. A lot of queer characters and they all get at least a happy-ish ending. And you can't tell me that there aren't people on here who don't want to see Hugo Weaving rather incompetently domming Tom Hollander. ;-) And, as aforementioned: Con O'Neill.

[1] There are rather silly New Age groups in it, who are being... affectionately made fun of, which is generally great but there is thus a bit of clumsy cultural appropriation happening in a couple of those scenes. I wish honestly this aged it more than it has, but... *sighs*

[nikiw124]

Bedrooms And Hallways (1998)

Ensemble cast includes Con O'Neill 😍

[alternative-ffa]

Pleasing The Rich - Part Two

Part One here:

She didn't really want to explore the palace just yet, so she retreated to her bedroom. She was planning on putting her clothes away into the drawers and other tasks as she made this room her home, but found that her suitcases were already empty. Opening the closet, she saw the clothes she brought placed in drawers, but also many new custom dresses hung there as well. Initially she thought these must have been the clothes of whoever had her job before her. Then she noticed that they were all new, and exactly her size.

A knock on her door distracted her. She opened it to see Simon standing there and she invited him in. Before he had a chance to ask her about her experience with Herbert, she motioned to the closet and asked, "the dresses... are those for me?"

Simon smiled and said, "oh yes, His Highness wanted to gift you a new wardrobe. How about you try one on to wear when you have to continue his feeding in a few hours?"

She asked, "is it an option, or an order?"

Simon blushed, "more of a combination. Herbert chose the dresses, so I'm sure he would be pleased to see you in one, but it's not a requirement... just a strong suggestion."

Eliza nodded, realizing it essentially was a requirement despite what Simon said.

A call came through on the cell phone that Simon had on his belt. He answered it and walked away from Eliza. She heard his responses, but not who was on the other line. The call was quick and he returned to her side. "That was a dinner invitation for you. Herbert is going to forgo his 3pm meal. He would like you to join him for dinner in the dining room at 6pm."

She hoped that this meal would be more friendly than the feeding she did with him earlier. Simon seemed to pick up on her discomfort and said, "It will be quite formal, so I recommend you wear one of the new dresses. As I said, his Highness would like that."

She agreed and Simon left the room for her to change.

Looking into the closet, she pulled out a few dresses. One caught her eye more than the others: a deep burgandy silk fabric overlaid with a see-through black lace mesh. She placed it up in front of her and looked in the mirror. It was much fancier than what she was used to, almost as if she was taken back in time by a century. But she put it on and was pleased with her appearance. She still had a few hours until dinner at 6pm, so she decided to explore the expansive palace. She quietly opened the door to the hallway and poked her head out. Once she knew she was alone, she stepped out and took a left, knowing this would lead her to places she hadn't seen before. Her heels clicked across the wooden floor of the hallway. Reaching a turn, she went right. It lead to another hallway with large windows on one side. The light streaming through the windows lit up many portraits on the walls. She paused here to look at the paintings. The gold plaques below the images had names of previous Kings and the years they were in power. Many of them were quite obese, which didn't surprise her. As she walked down the hall, she noticed the dates were getting closer to modernity. The last portrait was what got her attention. The gold plaque said "King Herbert IV: 1998 - ____".

But the painting was not the man she had just met. Or, at least, it did not look like him. He stood, dressed in a filigree military uniform, fit and thin. His defined cheek bones and jawline were what added to his attractiveness. His wavy auburn hair fell mostly to the left of his face and framed his gorgeous hazel eyes. She couldn't walk away from it, and just stared. There was no way this was the extremely obese man she just fed and rubbed to completion - but the plaque said it was. She made a mental note to ask about this during dinner... assuming the right window came up in conversation.

She checked her watch, it was 5:30. She was surprised at how much time she had spent looking at the portraits. Knowing she had to start making her way to the main rooms of the palace, she turned around and tried to navigate back to her bedroom. Despite it being only a few turns down various hallways, she was careful. She didn't want to get lost, and she certainly didn't want to be late. Finally making it to the landing above the foyer, she felt relief knowing she was going to be on time. There was a large elevator at the top of the double staircase, but she was well aware why it was there, so she took the stairs. A new face happened to be walking through the foyer, and he noticed her. Stopping short, he looked up and smiled. She could tell he was related to Herbert, but only due to the thin portrait of him that she had discovered earlier. She got to the bottom of the stairs and he approached with his hand out for a handshake. Taking her hand in his, he bowed gently and kissed it, then with a deep voice, like his brother, said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Freddy, Herbert's brother. You must be Eliza."

She smiled at what a gentleman he was, and nodded to answer his question, still not speaking yet. He motioned to a set of double doors to the left of the staircase and said, "I know you're meeting Herbert in the dining room at 6. In the meantime, would you like a drink?"

She felt relieved and said, "actually, that would be great."

Freddy smiled and presented her with the crux of his arm. She placed her arm around his and he guided her to the parlor. If she thought Herbert's bed chamber was excessively decorated, this room put his bed chamber to shame. It was covered in gold leaf, highlighting the same cherry wood that made up the interior rooms of the palace. A seven foot tall black marble fireplace lit up a small section of this expansive space. The flue was a large lions head, held up by chains: certainly a piece of art in and of itself. The sun was setting, so she could still see what looked like a large patio through the windows opposite the fireplace. A forest of fir trees lit up in orange in front of the sunset. Freddy called her over towards a full bar, enhanced by mirrors and the same gold leaf that accentuated the room. She diverted her attention towards the bar.

Freddy was relatively thin; at least compared to Herbert. But his belly stuck out in front of him, very round and pronounced. He made his way around the back of the bar and his belly hit the shelf holding the crystal glasses. They tinkled against each other and he quickly reached out to keep them from toppling. He blushed slightly, placed his hands on his protruding stomach and said, "I'm still getting used to this." With no further explanation.

He grabbed two glasses and brought out a bottle of Champagne. Before opening it, he glanced at the large grandfather clock against the wall. It read 5:45, then he said, "Well, I suppose it's enough time for a quick drink."

Eliza smiled. His mannerisms were gentle and kind; not nearly as authoritarian as his brother. He popped the cork from the bottle and filled two champagne flutes. Handing one to her, he lifted his own, and they clinked glasses. He toasted, "to new friends".

She smiled and took a sip. She had never had real Champagne before, and couldn't even guess at the cost of the bottle he opened, but it was delicious. The clock began to chime. It was 6 o'clock. Freddy placed his glass down and squeezed out from behind the bar. She began to place her glass down, but he stopped her and said, "you can bring it into the dining room."

So she held onto it. Given the afternoon she had with Herbert, she felt that alcohol might help with comforting her anxiety, so she was glad to keep the glass. Freddy gave her his arm again, and they both walked back into the foyer. Freddy led her a few rooms over to a candle lit dining room. The table itself must have been 20 feet long, but the place setting was for two: one at the head of the table, and one to the side. The candles provided enough light, but Freddy reached towards a dimmer switch on the wall and increased the lighting. Suddenly the opposite doors opened. Eliza heard the whir of something mechanical, then Herbert came into view. He was in his electric wheelchair, but dressed as a King should: a full suit, black cravat, and a diamond ring in the shape of a lions head. She didn't notice the ring when she was dealing with him earlier, so she figured this must be a piece of jewelry for special occasions.

He rolled his chair into position at the head of the table. Freddy was still present, and Herbert motioned towards the chair next to him. "Come, Eliza, sit." He said.

Freddy nodded towards her to obey, and then said, "Have a good dinner, I'm sure I'll see you soon."

Then he left the room, closing the large door behind him.

Eliza sat in the chair next to Herbert. He seemed more subdued than he was earlier. She still hadn't spoken, and Herbert said, "I realize my actions earlier today were unusual. I would like us to take this time to get to know one another."

She was quite surprised, as this didn't seem like the man she had dealings with earlier in the day. Before she could reply, a servant arrived to take their drink order. Eliza finished her glass of champagne and requested a martini. Herbert requested a double shot of whiskey with one ice cube. The servant nodded and went to make their drinks. Herbert looked Eliza up and down and smirked. He said, "the dress looks wonderful on you. Quite tempting."

He licked his fat lips and she felt the discomfort from earlier. Not wanting silence, she said, "thank you for the generosity of the new wardrobe; the pieces are quite beautiful."

"Only the best for you, my dear." He replied, with a little too familiar of an air for comfort.

The doors opened again. One servant came with the drinks on a silver tray. Then five more followed with rolling trays filled with food. Eliza's eyes widened when she realized that she would have to watch another gluttonous display. But she quickly fixed her expression, not wanting to offend the King. He noticed, and said almost teasingly, "you will get used to my appetite."

She didn't know how to react, so she stayed stoic. The large serving plates were placed in front of them both: a honey ham, a turkey, trays of vegetables, potatoes, and rice. It was enough food to probably satisfy the whole palace of people, but it was made for one man's extreme gluttony. Herbert immediately began to fill his plate. She sat and watched, not having much of an appetite. Once his plate was full, he said, "Go ahead, eat. I won't make you feed me this time."

She hesitantly scooped a small serving of food on her own plate. But she was not hungry, so she nibbled a little and concentrated on consuming her drink. Herbert had dived in at this point: huge forkfuls of food were stuffed into his mouth. She heard the familiar groan of pleasure as he ate and it did nothing to ease her anxiety. He noticed and tried to relieve her fear. "Nothing is expected of you tonight. I just want to get to know you."

She took another big sip of her drink and said, "what would you like to know?"

He replied, "anything. Your interests, your family, your life. Tell me how you ended up here."

She cleared her throat and said, "I saw the advertisement. Another servant needed for the King... you. I loved the idea of working at the palace, so that's why I'm here."

"And?" He asked.

"And... I saw the rate of pay and thought it was too good to pass up."

He burped, then as he refilled his plate, said comically, "Ah, so the money, then?"

She felt rude having brought it up, and said, "Well, not entirely..."

He grinned and said, "I'm just being playful, of course this job needed a high rate of pay. What I'm asking of you in this position isn't exactly a normal request."

She didn't want to agree with him, but he was right. He dove into his second plate of food, while she had still barely touched her plate. A servant entered to refill the drinks. She gulped down the last of the martini and requested a second. Herbert grunted with his mouth full and his glass held up. The servant knew this meant he wanted another as well.

Herbert continued to shovel food in his mouth. She watched him and her mind went to the portrait she had found earlier in the day. Normally she wouldn't have brought it up, but the liquor provided courage, so she said, "I was exploring the palace earlier... there was a hallway, well lit up by windows... I saw a portrait of you."

He put down his fork and said, "I figured you would have run into that. Goes to show that I wasn't always this obese."

He reached down and jiggled the fat of his belly which was squeezed into the suit jacket he wore, as if to emphasize his previous statement. Then he continued, "Us Leonhart's tend to gain quite a bit of weight... it just runs in the family. I'm sure you noticed that as well in the other portraits down that hallway."

She nodded, "I did. Which was why your portrait was so surprising. I had to read the plaque twice to verify that it was really you."

He chuckled, then began to refill his plate for the third time. The second round of drinks were brought in, and Eliza thanked the servant. Herbert just grunted in acknowledgement.

Hours passed. Plate after plate of food was consumed, with wet belches from deep within his fat body coming out every few minutes. The time passed quickly and was almost blurred by the drunkenness of them both.

[unmellowyellowfellow]

Chalk Mountain | I - Kicking the Red Dirt

draft status: (complete rewrite)

A/N: here she is! the first chapter to Chalk Mountain. i'm still working on drafting future chapters (completely rewriting all of my work has proven quite...harrowing) but this and the introduction chapter i posted will hopefully help me get any kinks out that i'm missing lol. anyway, enjoy! P.S., new character unlocked!

The glow of the setting sun beamed through Dixie’s curtains and illuminated her tattered blue saddlebag while she shoved clothes, toiletries, papers, and her I.D. inside. Admittedly, Dixie has pulled the run away stunt a few times. She’s never been as good at the disappearing act as her mother or brother; she loved her dear bedroom and all of her little secrets she hid amongst the walls. Dixie pulled open a drawer to a picture of her and her mom. She clutched it in her hand and read the faded pencil on the back:

Marigold & Dixie Anne, Dixie’s 9th birthday!!

The picture presented a young Dixie with flushed cheeks, blowing out her birthday candle on a cupcake with red icing that surely stained her teeth for the days to come; her mother, Marigold, stood behind her with a joyful smile on her face and hair to match her daughter. Declan, around seven years old, stands next to Dixie with a keen eye on the delicious dessert – their father holds a tight hand on his shoulder, to prevent the lunge.

After she tossed the photo into the bag along with more of her belongings, she tiptoed across the hallway and down to the last bedroom, then crept inside the door. She walked around the bed and began to dig inside her fathers bedside drawer and pulled out her most important evidence yet.

An old postcard that was inside an envelope addressed to Walter and his daughter. No return address or name, but writing that said:

I miss you, Dixie Anne & Walter Alvarez

The postcard was from an old ghost town named Chalk Mountain; only a couple hours drive from where Dixie lived. Surely, she thought, this was her mother trying to reach out for them. Walter hid this from Dixie for as long as he had it and didn’t know that she had come to find it. She pretended along with his scheme until the day would come that she would go for the gun, and that day had come.

Dixie shoved it into her pocket of her overalls and crept back down the hall to her room. Quietly, she shut the door and packed the last item she required for her journey; the envelope. All that was left to do was wait for the sun to set and the cicadas to sing.

A determined stomp came through the hallway and into a nearby room, followed by a door slamming shut. Her father has gone to bed in a mood; not unusual. Dixie carefully picked up her bag and looked around her room to make sure she didn’t forget anything, then saw Marigold’s old blue messenger cap. She picked it up from the back of her desk chair and pulled it down over her thick hair.

That was the day that Dixie disappeared.

She scurried out of her room and slipped out of the green kitchen door that didn’t have a hinge. She rounded the house corner and slid her dirty socks into her dirty boots and took one last look at her house. Part of her hoped she would feel some sort of remorse as she walked away from that rickety old porch, but all of the memories seemed to sour as they remained inside of those walls.

Dixie ignored her fathers dog that barked at her as she left; that dog always hated her. She ignored the crow that had waited outside the door for her and cawed loudly as she fled. She ignored the porch light when it flicked on along with her headlights. She turned up the radio when Walter called out for her; and she watched the red dirt that her tires threw while she peeled away turn him into a far away shadow in her rearview and never looked back.

Her 1998 Toyota Avalon screamed down the road, her music turned up louder than the whine of her engine, while Dixie steered with her left knee and read the Atlas with her hands. The postcard sat in her dash in front of her fuel gauge and rattled along with her suspension; she needed the reminder that she isn’t just running away from something, she's running towards it.

The drive was long, bland, and without sights to keep the driver entertained. The red dirt and the caprocks that towered over her made for a beautiful sunset in the evening, though; orange reflecting on orange.

Sooner than she expected, Dixie rolled up on a large formation of mesas that framed the two-lane road she’d grown to know so well on this adventure. It began to feel claustrophobic as the red rocks grew closer over top of her, almost forming a vague shape of a tunnel. She turned down her music and felt the hairs on her neck stood on end, something in her head screamed at her like a siren that she was close.

The rocks dispersed slowly and began a clearing of buttes galore across the cactus plains. Dixie emerged over a hill that overlooked a few damaged structures ahead of her, hidden in the darkness. She pressed onto the gas and sped up while she stole glances back and forth between her map and the barren road, the realization soon to hit that she was at her destination.

“What…what the hell?” Dixie said aloud to no one but herself.

As Dixie crept closer to the town in shambles in the night, her eyes struggled to make out the shapes in the distance that seemed to change too rapidly for her brain to comprehend. They looked abandoned and gutted but also in perfect shape and full of humanity.

She felt like her eyes were playing tricks on her; that she must be exhausted from her drive in the middle of the red nowhere. The wind began to pick up enough to slightly push her car towards the shoulder, even though she was below the towering red rocks that surrounded her. Dixie’s vision began to only grow worse when the red dirt began to kick up against her windshield, with no help from her windshield wipers.

Streetlights ahead flickered with just enough occasional illumination through the dust cloud to shadow the silhouettes of the shambled town that seemed to change from old and abandoned to brand new and populated along with the bulb.

Once Dixie was able to make it out of her dirt cloud and out of the parted rock, she felt her shoulders be relieved of all the tension she was holding onto. She cranked her shoulders back and settled down into her seat with a deep breath.

With one last glance at her map and back to the road, Dixie slammed on her brakes to a screeching halt. A slender and tall man stands alone in the middle of the deteriorating road, hands by his sides and a calm look upon his face.

The tall man offered a gentle wave of his hand as a ‘hello’. Dixie warily waved back after a double-check that her doors were locked. They stared at each other for a moment; her internal voice told her to throw it in reverse and get the hell out of dodge, until the man began to approach the vehicle like a shadow that flashed in and out of her headlights.

When the man grew closer, the voice in her head began to mutate and change into one that was not her own. The pitch grew deeper, the verbiage changed, and even her fear of the stranger slowly faded away.

“Welcome home, little one,” The glooming voice said in her head. The stranger was at her window, bent down to look inside. The voice spoke again, but the stranger's mouth lacked any indication of speech: “I hope the world was kind to you.”

[gydima]

Con O'Neill as Terry in Bedrooms and Hallways (1998)

OK, so Terry is one of my favorite Con roles. I'm kind of surprised I didn't see this in the early 2000s when my sister and I were watching all the gay movies we could get our hands on, and being very disappointed by how few of them were happy. I mean, this movie is VERY of its time, so there are some cringey scenes regarding sexuality, but it's a hell of a lot more enjoyable than a lot of the fare we were finding back then.

I didn't cut these scenes down much (I like having more context when watching compilations), but in case it helps the first scene is "the present" and the following scenes (except the last two) are flashbacks.