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[adam-dumortains]

only you - mc x adam du mortain | chapter one

Your fingertips trace my skin to places I have never been. Blindly, I am following, break down these walls and come on in.

Book/Pairing(s): MC x Adam Du Mortain Rating: 16+ Category: Mini series Warnings / Trope: mentions of blood, slight mention of violence, angst

She could feel the searing on her neck and the blood trickling down to her shoulders. She screamed out for him. She screamed out to see his face, those green eyes, one final time before the inevitable. It wasn’t long before she could feel the life drawing from her body. She was dying as the teeth sunk into her further. Her eyes closed, smiling at the last flash of his face before the end.

Detective Maya Kingston (faceclaim: adelaide kane)

Agent Adam Du Mortain (faceclaim: matthew noszka)

note: hey! this is my first real wayhaven chronicle fanfic on mc x adam du mortain and i’m nervous but excited! enjoy.

She could feel the searing on her neck and the blood trickling down to her shoulders. She screamed out for him. She screamed out to see his face, those green eyes, one final time before the inevitable. It wasn’t long before she could feel the life drawing from her body. She was dying as the teeth sunk into her further. Her eyes closed, smiling at the last flash of his face before the end.

Maya’s whole body jolted as the nightmare woke her up, her breathing erratic as a bead of sweat fell from her forehead. It took a few seconds for her breathing to calm down, a small pain in her chest from breathing so hard. Her fingers slowly made their way up to the scar on her neck, gently moving across the risen skin. Her eyes instinctively closed as she gritted her teeth. She hated that Murphy still had this effect on her after all this time. She was Detective of Wayhaven. She shouldn’t be scared. She needed to be brave. But she was. What scared her more than Murphy, however, was the thought of being without him. She sighed heavily, slowly swinging her legs to the side of the bed with her head in her hands. It was 3am, and she was awake, yet again. Knowing she would find it hard to fall back asleep after her nightmare, she made her way to the library to have a drink of water and read, with the hope that she would nod off at some point.

As she made her way to the library, she felt her body stop in front of Adam’s door. She thought about knocking but she knew it would be best to carry on to her intended destination. She sighed quietly and she continued walking towards the library. When she quietly stepped into the library, she scanned the bookshelf and chose a book and sat down on the big, deep red couch with her knees to her chest as the book lay between the gap.

——

Thump. Thump. Thump. It was all he could hear. He knew it was her heartbeat. Whilst he was alone, with nobody to see, he let himself listen to the soft beating. It calmed him. The sound of her being alive. He closed his eyes to heighten his senses. All he could hear was her. The peace he felt was soon interrupted when the beating sounded as though it was beating against her ribcage. Then the beating travelled further away. Something is wrong, he thought to himself. As though it was instinct, he jumped off the bed and opened his door, letting her heartbeat be the guide until he came to the library. He stopped outside the door, his hand hesitating above the doorknob. Her heartbeat was back at a steady pace and he could now hear her calm breaths. He knew she was okay at this present moment. He thought whether it would be best to slink back into his room, knowing that once he opened that door and laid eyes on her, he would have a hard time saying goodnight to her. He opened the door anyway.

Maya’s head turned towards the door as she heard it creak as it opened, her breath hitching as she saw Adam standing at the doorway, his body as stiff and still as ever. As he stepped forward towards the dim lamp, she could see the features on his face. How the softness of his concern contrasted with the harsh details and contours on his face. Her legs became weak as her heart fluttered. Looking at him was one of the most intense feelings Maya had ever felt, and she revelled in it.

“Maya.”

Maya cleared her throat, to drown away the thoughts about Adam she was just having. “O-oh, uh, Adam. I’m sorry if I woke you.”

“Not at all. I was merely checking if you were alright.”

“Yes I’m fine, I just had a nightmar- wait, how did you know I was up?”

Adam coughed, almost losing his footing as he searched his mind for an answer. “You can be rather... loud.” He was not going to admit that he was listening for her heartbeat.

“Oh,” Maya frowned. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. I wasn’t sleeping anyway. You said you had a nightmare?” Maya couldn’t see his concerned frown in the dimly lit room, but it was there nevertheless. All he wanted to do was comfort her, but he thought better of it. At the same time, Maya yearned for him to move closer to her. He stayed perched at the doorway, to Maya’s dismay.

Maya frowned, looking down at the book unable to meet Adam’s eye as her voice cracked ever so slightly. She didn’t want to seem weak. “Yes.”

“What about?”

Again, her fingers touched the scarred skin on her neck, making Adam’s eyes flicker towards her neck. His face fell slightly, as he shook his head. “But I’m fine.”

Every time he saw the scar on her neck or saw her flinch at the mention on Murphy, it was like a weight on his chest. A reminder that he wasn’t there in time to protect her. The ache wasn’t because it was his job and he had failed, but because he had failed to protect her. These feelings terrified him.

He turned to leave, headed towards the door before a small whisper stopped him. “Adam..” He paused for a moment before slowly turning his head to face Maya. “Can you stay with me for a while?” His jaw clenched as he thought about saying that he couldn’t. But he couldn’t leave her.

“Yes. Until you feel the need to go back to bed, that is.” He turned back around and sat on an armchair opposite her, his back straight as he watched her.

“Thank you, Adam.” She smiled softly at him, her heart skipping a beat as their eyes met. Their gaze held for a few moments before Adam coughed, tearing his eyes away from hers to look at the book she had in her hand.

“It’s no trouble.” He smiled slightly to himself as he grabbed a book from the shelf, his fingers delicately brushing against the book’s spine. He sat back down opposite her and opened the book.

As they both read in comforting silence, neither could help looking up to glance at each other. Maya watched as Adam’s brows furrowed in concentration and his chest rose in soft breaths as he read. Just looking at him ignited a feeling she had never felt before inside of her. A feeling of heat and fluttering of butterflies deep within her. Her tongue slid against her bottom lip gently as she imagined what his lips would feel like against hers.

Unbeknownst to Maya, Adam was allowing his eyes to move from the pages of the books to her. He couldn’t help but notice how her dark hair fell onto her cheeks, how her eyes followed the words she was reading and how her breathing shallowed whenever their eyes met.

After around an hour, the room was silent. When Adam looked up from the page for what could be the thousandth time to look at her, he noticed she had fallen asleep, the book askew on her legs. Her chest was rising and falling slightly, in a state of serenity. He couldn’t help but smile as he watched her before he quietly stood up and placed the book he was reading back on the shelf. He walked over to her, in almost complete silence to ensure she wouldn’t be awoken by him and let himself be consumed by her. He allowed himself to listen to her soft, steady heartbeat and the gentle, sleeping breaths escaping her lips. He allowed himself to smell the faint scent of her perfume. He slowly took his hand from his side and hesitantly brought it close to the skin of her cheek, mentally debating whether to let his fingers touch her soft skin. He gave in to temptation. His fingers glided delicately across her slightly blushed cheeks. He let out a shaky sigh as the feelings inside of him grew. And how he wished that he would be able to hold her. In another life, maybe. But not this one. He couldn’t hurt her. He wouldn’t let himself hurt her. His thoughts were interrupted when Maya, still asleep, moved further into his touch. A slight draft hit both of them, causing Adam to quietly grab the knitted blanket drenched over the back of the couch, to gently put it over her to ensure she wouldn’t become cold.

As he did this, he felt the book that was parched between her legs fall. In a fast and instinctive reaction, he caught the book in his hand before it fell to the floor. As he looked back up to Maya, his eyes widened as he realised she was awake and their eyes had locked. Her light brown eyes, the colour of caramel, searched his face. His breath became unsteady as he realised how truly close he was to her face, her lips.. before he came momentarily distracted by the book in his hand that had fallen. His eyes slowly falling onto the book she was reading. Romeo & Juliet.

“These violent delights have violent ends,” Adam muttered, almost in a whisper. The line from the book playing over in his head. He frowned gently as he remembered Sanja’s words in the fortune tent about the darkness consuming them both. As though he was snapping out of a trance, he quickly stood up and shook his head. He took one last look at Maya, before abruptly turning around and storming out of the door.

Maya blinked, the sudden encounter shocking her into silence. A wave of sadness came over her, revealing itself as an escaped sigh as she was left alone, yet again, yearning for the man she wasn't entirely sure would ever feel the same.

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  @fusebcx​ said :    “ let me guess, you can explain? terrific. tell me how i’ve misunderstood this. ”                 ↳               –           [ prompt ]

wrapped in pale ,    near-sheer silk  ,      which delicately contours her body like some ghostly sheet ,       adelaide’s curled up lithe frame unfurls from its cradle-like position in that old ,    brown couch ,      pulled abruptly from a rather turbulent  ,    flickering half slumber :   blond lashes still damp with morning dew ,     those drowsy  ,    wintry eyes flutter to focus on adam’s predictably  upset   face ,     looming above ----  his brows are doing   that thing  :    piling at the center of his forehead like a bundle of flesh ,     as if they’re about   pop .

even in half-consciousness  ,       she manages to look less   raggedy   than him in his best days .        she looks   entirely devoid    of whatever dread such confrontation ought to invoke in an intruder  ,          and promptly dismisses whatever attempt of yielding control .       ❛     honestly adam ,     do you really expect me to explain myself to    you ?      ❜       her hoarse ,      morning - voice retorts dismissively ,    chin nesting soundly atop a squished bang that slips over the bump of her bare shoulder like drizzling honey .

 ❛     do you have any    fruit    in your fridge that isn’t spoiled?    ❜  

[carinajavierartap]

Title: Pasan

Artist: Mark Justiniani

Medium: Oil on Canvas

Year: 2000

Provenance: Gift from Dawn Justiniani-Atienza

April 25, 1966, St. Mark’s Day, renowned artist-activist Mark Justiniani was born in Bacolod, Negros Occidental. His love of art began so early on in life - before he had even reached the age to go to school - that he had to ask his parents for a notebook to fill with scribbles and sketches. By the time he was of age to attend school and able to receive his first communion, he was awestruck by the way Adelaide "Ade" de Bethune's "Angry Christ" in St. Joseph the Worker Chapel in Victoria, Negros Occidental instilled fear to the eyes of everyone who viewed it, yet retained a beauty that left much to admire. It was then, Justiniani realized that he had just encountered art. By the age of 16 he had entered the University of the Philippines, Diliman majoring in Arts Education, later on joining protest art movements associated with socio-political issues of the time. By the 1980’s and 1990’s he had established himself as an artist-activist and had identified with the lineage of Social Realism through his experience in being a part of the artist initiatives or collectives Artista ng Bayan (1987-1990), Grupong Salingpusa (1985-1992), and Sanggawa Collective (1994-1998). Through the years he had been awarded a total of 9 times, one of them being the highly-respected triennial award Thirteen Artists Awards, Most Outstanding Achievement of Young Artists in the Philippines by the Cultural Center of the Philippines in the year 1994 at the age of 28.

Justiniani’s works have embodied and documented early on in his career, the lives of the ordinary people who live in a society of hypocrisy, contradiction, and futility. He has used his art to show a story of the Filipino people and those who had oppressed them. In his work entitled Pasan, which was created in the year 2000, the work tells a multifaceted story about Philippine history with the depiction of a man, almost camouflaged against the background, carrying a naked white man, whose bright fair skin contrasts with the dark green background which takes the viewer’s attention immediately, whose body is attached to a large dark reddish-brown wooden cross.

Pasan is a Filipino word that means “to ride on one’s back” or “to carry on one’s back or shoulder”. Burden, when translated to English, means “something that is carried” or “something oppressive or worrisome.” Pasan, the title of the work, is in itself what encapsulates the whole meaning of the oil on canvas artwork, a burden, an oppressive weight. But the oppressive weight of what? The simple weight of the man attached to the cross? Is that the burden that Justiniani referenced to in his work? Simply put, no. The weight of the man is not the full embodiment of the weight that is burdened upon the shoulders of the man hidden behind him who is carrying the weight of both the cross and his obese body. For clarity’s sake, the weight can be categorized into two factors, namely: the weight of the man and the weight of the cross. The first topic to be tackled is the weight of the man. The centerpiece of the whole work. The naked man who symbolizes the United States of America. Afterwards, the weight of the cross, a representation on how the Spanish had colonized the Philippine islands through the use of religion, specifically Catholicism. These two factors weigh heavily on the distinction that can be made throughout the entirety of the oil on canvas. Which is to say, a work filled with symbolism.

Screaming, roaring in pain, in agony. Mouth wide as if to let the viewer know of the pain that has befallen him. His cheeks tinged in pink, angered at his predicament. His hands and feet bound to the cross. Unlike the story of Jesus Christ, however, whose hands and feet were nailed to the cross, a closer look at the white man’s palms and feet show no nails that have been hammered into them. The means by which this man hangs upon the cross is unknown. Yet, his face shows pain, as if screaming in agony and suffering. The man is a physical representation of the United States of America – a country known for their population’s obesity which, from the years 1999-2000, surged to 30.5% of the population; up from the 22.9% from 1988-1994. Justiniani portrays the man as a large figure, taking up almost the entire center of the canvas. His shapely body, organic and life-like as if soft and supple to the touch, is witness to gravity pulling on its weight downwards that the stomach almost touches the floor. The softly shaded contours of his body show lumps in the fat of his arms, the fold of his large belly, and the cellulite in his thighs. Every movement and proportion hide meaning. Every line and detail, purpose. Its creation was a story, a tale of America told to every eye that bears witness to it. Note clearly, the contrast between the man and background, the former emphasized clearly as the largest of burdens. The warmth of the brightly colored skin tinged with warm yellow and pink undertones clashes with the coldness of the dark chromatic green of the background and the hidden figure. It emphasizes his importance – the life he brings out in the work. We should ask then: Why is he important? The answer is simply, of how it may be a reference to the poem of Rudyard Kipling titled The White Man’s Burden: The United States and the Philippine Islands, published in the February 1899 issue of McClure’s Magazine. Through the poem, Kipling had urged the United States to take up the “burden” of empire, to as quoted “Send forth the best ye breed—go send your sons to exile to serve your captives’ needs” as what was previously done by the nations of Spain, Britain, and other European powers. To add, the publication of the poem coincided with the Philippine-American War and the U.S. Senate ratification of the treaty that placed Puerto Rico, Guam, Cuba, and the Philippines under American control. The poem classifies the people under U.S. rule as “Half devil and half child” and expounds on how the years of imperialism will not be thanked, that the “help” that they will give will not be gratified. Yet in the end, the white man’s burden was not his to bear. The white man’s burden is the burden of those subjugated in pursuit of their noble goal of civilization. That the arrogance and misguided nobility in the white man’s burden transfers its weight to those it seemingly wants to help, in this case, the Filipino people. At present times, the usage of the “White Man’s burden” became a euphemism for imperialism.

Moving forward, the second weight that will be tackled is the weight of the cross. The cross is known to be a symbolism for the Christian religion. The story of how Jesus Christ was crucified and had died on the cross is known by all of those who practice Chistianity. Yet, the cross further signifies Spanish colonialism in the Philippines. As it is known that through the use of religion, specifically the conversion of the native Filipino people, who were pagans, i.e. they believed in gods such as Bathala and Kaptan, to the Catholic religion. Spanish colonization in the Philippines is known as a time of oppression for the Filipino people. A racist hierarchy was even set in the archipelago that would state that those on top are the Peninsulares, Spaniards born in the Spanish Peninsula, and those at the bottom were the Negritos, the natives of the land they had occupied. The cross symbolizes that, that the Filipino people are still being oppressed due to past actions. That it is still a weight that the everyday Filipino carries with them on their shoulders. How the Filipino people still depict beauty as someone who has fair white skin, someone who has European or Western ancestry.

It is noticeable that both the cross and the man’s coloring is that of a warm shade. Shades of pink and yellow and a deep shade of red respectively. The use of warm tones to depict them as being in the same category, a category that greatly contrasts with what is behind them. However, they are both different at the same time. The white man’s shape is organic, a round body with soft edges, yet, the cross is geometric in shape, straight with sharp edges. This in short can be analyzed as, yet they are similar, they are different. They are similar in a way that they both oppressed the carrier, yet what form they did it in is completely different, i.e. the oppression through colonization and imperialism. Two ways which affected the Filipino culture and people greatly and its effects still greatly lasting.

Finally, the hidden man. The one burdened, by the weight of everything. The regular Filipino man who wears the salakot to protect him from the harsh rays of the sun during the day and the fall of raindrops when there is a storm. He who carries the weight of the aftershock of hundreds of years of colonization and rape of his country by international superpowers. His whole body almost meshes into the background, his skin only a few shades darker than the background itself, the illusion that if touched, his body would feel cold, as if like that of a corpse. His presence is barely seen compared to that of the warmth radiated by the white man and the cross. The muscles and rigidness of his arms and the stretch of his feet, specifically the one behind, shows how much strength and will the man is forcing his body to take in order to not let the white man and the cross fall onto the ground. His arms bent to a straight ninety-degree angle to support the weight above him. And unlike the white man, whose face is shown directly to the viewer, the hidden man looks onward towards his destination, his face hidden by the shadows, with his nose and mouth hardly seen if not looked at closely. His body lean, with muscles that show his laborious toil and the effects of the oppression done to him. What they’ve done to him, the horrors of the weight that can be clearly seen, is hidden away by shadows. Viewer’s are not able to even take a glimpse of his facial expression, how he feels, what is going on in his head. Viewers are only able to see the labor he is doing and the effort he is showing through the ripples of his muscles and the rigidness of his body. It shows how unnoticed the problem has become in the Filipino society. How the nation has lost so much and is still reeling from it. Yet, the problem can not be faced, so the only solution is to hold it up until it cannot be held up any longer. A weight that can never be put down unless directly confronted.

The oil on canvas in its entirety uses the space of the canvas so beautifully to express the mood and story behind everything in it. The use of the negative space to insight the toxicity of it all with the dark green clouds, as if looming over a wasteland, the destroyed beauty that it once was. The imagery that is captured through the positive space and the meaning behind the three subjects.

To conclude, this art truly resonates to me as a Filipino. The hardships that had been previously faced may be over, yet the aftershock of it has yet to diminish from the Filipino people. Filipinos, since grade school, have learned and have been taught about the effects of Spanish colonization and U.S. imperialism in the country’s culture and way of living. Yet, what was taught was merely what good they had given us, i.e. religion and education. Never was it taught that through “educating” the native Filipinos, the native languages and religion were wiped out in exchange for what is currently taught in school. So many Philippine citizens view colonialism as something wonderful, the colonial mentality of many are strong and they view that without the Spaniards and the Americans the country wouldn’t have advanced this far into the future. Those who think that way do not understand that the so-called “good things'' that came with colonization and imperialism came with a cost. The Filipino people have lost so much and have adopted so much from foreign powers that they have forgotten the true essence of what it is to be a Filipino. Filipino’s today applaud those who are devout Catholics and are fluent in the English language. Yet, they look down on the Aeta’s, they look down on people for their choices in religion, and most importantly, they look down on those who are only able to speak in Filipino. This says a lot about the Filipino society. As they lift up the ideals of those who have oppressed them, they never took into consideration their own ideals, the ideals that have been with them since before Magellan reached the Philippine shores. As the Philippines dig deeper into idolizing foreign powers, the nation has come to bury the native cultures and languages that had once flourished the lands and are now endangered to extinction.

As someone who is not fluent in Filipino, who can’t even speak the language well enough to keep a conversation with others, I know I am also at fault. I had never seen the need of being fluent in Tagalog, that if I can simply do well in my Filipino classes it was good enough for me. This mentality has been a great regret of mine. How stupid of me to think that way. How entitled I was to have viewed others, who were not fluent in English, below me due to what I believed was superior. However, as I grow as an individual, as I grow as a Filipino, I now understand the importance of our native cultures and languages. And through this work of art, I have further realized my complacency and will further take action to improve myself and be better. Not only as a student of Ateneo, but as a Filipino national.

Sources:

(1) Justiniani, M. (2000). Pasan [Oil on Canvas]. Ateneo Art Gallery. Retrieved July 09, 2020, from https://ateneoartgallery.com/collections/pasan

(2) About Mark. (2018, October 26). Retrieved July 09, 2020, from http://markjustiniani.com/about-mark/

(3) National Gallery Singapore. (2018, August 6). Artist Interview with Mark Justiniani [Video]. Youtube. https://youtu.be/FPDuCuVWYfE

(4) Mark Justiniani. (n.d.). Retrieved July 09, 2020, from http://www.pintoart.org/mark-justiniani

(5) Thirteen Artists Awards (1970-2012). (n.d.). Retrieved July 09, 2020, from https://aaa.org.hk/en/collection/search/library/thirteen-artists-awards-1970-2012

(6) Alfaro, M. (2020). Reading Material Analysis [Word Document]. Retrieved from Ateneo de Manila University Histo 12 Readings in Philippine History.

(7) Lachenicht, S. (2019). Religion and Colonization. 10.1093/obo/9780199730414-0311.

[jovialyouthmusic]

Secret Rendezvous with Bastien Lykel Crack Fic Challenge

Bastien finds Lady Adelaide somewhat of a challenge, and checks in with his mentor to make a report - and gets a surprise reply.

Word count 3244

A/N No smut as yet, but suggestions are made so No under 18s

2 Challenging behaviour

The following day Madeleine wanted to take a trip into the nearby town to meet a friend, and Bastien accompanied her at a discrete distance. He was secretly glad to be away from the manor and Lady Adelaide’s attention. He couldn’t help feeling a little sorry for her, and couldn’t forget what she had said to him the night before

‘Someone who’s built like you must have a strong sex drive’

Actually she was wrong, or at least at present he hadn’t really had much time for any ‘personal’ time with anyone due to the demands of his job. It hadn’t been long since his last trip to the Greek brothel where he had an arrangement with the Madam and spent a week there every year free of charge helping to train some of the girls in how to accommodate a man of large assets.

He followed Madeleine around from shop to shop and called the limo when she had finished. There was no need for small talk – she was an easy client to look after and he could concentrate on watching for hazards even though she was low risk. One could never be too careful – there was the possibility of her being a target for kidnappers who might hold her to ransom, though it was unlikely as Cordonia was an orderly and law abiding country.

The greatest risk to the wellbeing of the country was dissent against the King. He appeared benevolent on the surface, but Bastien was learning how ruthless he was with anyone who opposed him. Jackson held files on all the nobles listing their vices and scandals to use as leverage. Rumours of dissenting groups were not rife amongst the ordinary citizens, but he now knew that they existed under cover. He was not yet trusted with the less savoury acts of Constantine, the dirty undercurrents of his reign, but he had heard hints of detainment, forced exile and secret executions. As a King’s Guard he was sworn to protect the Monarchy, but he hoped he wouldn’t be called on to undertake tasks he found objectionable. The innocence and  idealism of his youth was taking a battering, but he had little choice but to adhere to his job. He just had to make a few mental adjustments to remain loyal to the Crown.

So, this job was easy. It was part of his training to be responsible for protecting a minor noble, and Madeleine was easy to look after. It was her mother who was difficult. She was an attractive woman, older than him of course, but thanks to his trips to the brothel he had learned that age was not a barrier. He had no preference – young or old, it wasn’t important to him, though when he came to think of it, he’d probably not go for anyone much older than Adelaide. The madam of the brothel had been an exception, being a good twenty years older than him, but with skills that obliterated any objections he might have had.

The rest of the day was uneventful. Madeleine begrudgingly took afternoon tea with her mother before retreating to her room to study. Bastien did his rounds again – it was not strictly necessary, just practice for situations that needed a higher level of security. His schedule allowed a good two hour break, and he decided to use the pool, having already made sure that the two ladies would not be using it.

If asked, he would have to say that swimming was his favourite pastime. He preferred swimming in the sea – he had spent years in foster care, and the family he had spent most time with lived on the coast. It cost nothing and he found it always helped to level out his moods. If he was feeling jittery it would calm him, and when he was despondent he found it invigorating, though as he grew older his moods had levelled out with the regularity and structure his job brought him. There was nothing quite like it – the smooth flow over his skin, whether the water was cold or warm, the resistance, the sensation of heaviness and lightness all at once. Diving under the water was peaceful and soothing, the return to the surface rejuvenating. The slow steady rhythm of the actual act of swimming was similar to meditation for him, helping to clear his mind and reset it to help solve problems or get fresh perspectives.

He stripped to his swimshorts by the poolside and neatly folded his clothes on a shelf. Although his taste in clothes was plain and tailored, he always wore patterned trunks, the more garish the batter, which acted somewhat as camouflage and hid the contours of his genitalia. He was in good shape, his abs flat and toned, so his chest and belly drew the eye away from what lay below his waist. He rarely swam naked as it was unwieldy – he preferred everything tucked away neatly. He wasn’t ashamed of his body, not by any means, indeed he took pride in keeping it toned and honed, but sometimes it meant he got some unwelcome attention. He had learned to diplomatically turn it aside when needed.

He chose to enter the water slowly by the steps at the shallow end. He was pleased it was a regular rectangular shape and not some fancy design that made swimming lengths near impossible. It also deepened to the far end, not enough for real diving, but enough to get out of his depth. He wanted to test whether he could swim a length underwater without coming up for breath. The water was pleasantly cool as he descended the steps, and he found himself just above waist height, the level of the water just covering his lower ribs. Around halfway along the pool it grew steeply deeper, and he held his nose and ducked under to wet his hair, ready to tackle the length. He never bothered with goggles or swim hats and was careful to wash and condition his hair afterwards, having a strict regime for hair and skin care.

He soon had the measure of the pool and steadily got in a few lengths before he tried holding his breath and swimming under the surface. As he broke up noisily he was aware that he was being watched. Lady Adelaide had entered and was sitting on one of the loungers. She clapped enthusiastically and waved at him as he shook the water out of his hair.

‘Very impressive Mr Lykel’ she said, and he was unsure as to whether she referred to his skill or his physical appearance. She indicated a jug and two glasses ‘I was going to have some lemonade, would you like to join me?’ He smoothed his hair away from his face and pulled at his nose and nodded his head side to side to clear his ears and nose of water.

‘Lemonade, Lady Adelaide?’ he asked and she grimaced

‘Well there’s just he teensiest bit of vodka in with it, you’d hardly notice it really.’ He had the idea she wasn’t going to leave any time soon and wondered whether to stay in the water and continue to swim, or get out.

Adelaide waited patiently. He’d have to get out of the water soon enough. God, he was gorgeous. He was good looking and she had seen straight away from his build that he’d be something to see undressed. How she wished she could will away those garish swim trunks to see what lay beneath. She had a pretty good idea after last night when he jumped in to the pool to rescue her in his briefs and shirt. He certainly was a shower, and if he grew more when erect – it didn’t bear thinking about, it just got her so hot under the collar. The chest and chiselled abs did not disappoint and might have been enough on their own.

She was determined to break him down – he was so stoic, so proper and so very formal. She wondered what had attracted him to the King’s Guard. Surely he couldn’t be a commoner with his manners and the way he bore himself, she thought. Surely it would be better known if he was the son of some minor noble – or perhaps he was from a foreign country. His accent was Cordonian but that meant nothing. She was very intrigued and wondered who she could ask to find out more – he would most likely be close lipped about his origins.

As it was, she gazed at the water starting to bead on his skin, the dark hair trailing down almost making an arrow that pointed to his groin screaming look here, look down. She sighed

‘Why are you afraid of me Bastien?’ she asked ‘Am I really so dreadful – am I too old, too ugly?’ His expression changed to one of surprise and a hint of sympathy.

‘I’m not afraid of you’ he replied ‘And you’re not old or ugly, Lady Adelaide’. He came to the steps and got out of the pool, retrieving a towel to dry off. She ogled him hungrily, but he stared her down and she looked away, ashamed. He sat on the recliner next to hers, legs parted, elbows on his knees. He dropped his head and looked up at her, eyebrows furrowed ‘I’m just trying to be professional, Ma’am. This is my first solo job, and Mr Walker will be assessing me’ Adelaide laughed

‘Your first? Funny how Jackson sends me the young novices – the good looking ones. Has he set you any tests yet?’ Bastien frowned in thought and shook his head. She leaned forward and lowered her voice. ‘I’ll tell you a secret, Bastien. He sends me the young good looking ones and waits to see if they crack – how long it takes me to bed them. He’s never told me so, but I worked it out myself. You know Frank Martin?’ Bastien nodded

‘Yes, he’s one of his top men despite being younger than most.’

‘Tell me, if you were a woman would you find him attractive?’ Bastien frowned

‘If I were a…’ his face cleared. Frank would never win a contest for best looking guardsman. He hadn’t been blessed with good looks – he had been a boxer and had received many blows to the head that resulted in a ruddy complexion, a nose that had been broken several times, and had what was called ‘cauliflower ears’’ Adelaide was grinning

‘That’s right Bastien, Frank was never assigned to me because I wouldn’t have tried to get him in bed – or so Jackson thinks. He doesn’t realise I don’t only go for looks, but you get the idea.’

‘You’re the test’ Bastien said, sitting up straight, realisation dawning. ‘It’s not been said in so many words, but to get personally involved with the person you’re guarding can compromise the job’ She nodded

‘Sadly now you know, you’re not going to give into my charms are you?’ She said ruefully and Bastien’s face softened.

‘I’m sorry Lady Adelaide, as I said, it would be best to keep things professional’ She took a sip of her drink

‘There’s no such desirable fruit as that which is forbidden’ she said. ‘For what it’s worth, you are the most desirable man he’s ever sent to me. I have no idea why I told you what I did’ Bastien smiled at her for the first time.

‘I really appreciate it Lady Adelaide, I’m determined to do well in the Guards. I had a difficult start in life – I never knew my father, and my mother died of a drugs overdose when I was a teenager. I have no family to fall back on, I was brought up by foster parents.’ Adelaide leaned over and squeezed his knee

‘I’m sorry to hear that Bastien. I think you’ve made a good start and I don’t want to jeopardise that for you’

‘You’re an attractive woman, your grace’ Bastien said, his expression softening ‘Don’t ever think you aren’t, but we have a professional relationship and I can’t go any further than telling you that.’ Adelaide looked down at her hands

‘Actually, you’re not here for me – you’re here for Maddie’ she said slyly. Bastien sat back in surprise

‘Yes, but you’re still my client’s mother’ he said ‘It wouldn’t be…’

‘Just how would Jackson find out if I seduced you do you think?’ she asked.

‘I would tell him’ he replied firmly. She pouted

‘Do you have to? Surely you can keep a secret – that’s part of your job too isn’t it?’ He shook his head

‘You’re presupposing that you’ll be successful in seducing me’ he said ‘and that I’d be willing to give in’ He was horrified to see tears start to her eyes.

‘You said I was attractive’ she said mournfully

‘Yes, but I’m not looking for a physical relationship right now’ he said swiftly, and Adelaide scoffed, quickly recovering.

‘Who said anything about a relationship, all I want is for you to screw me’  He put his hand over his face. He had to end the conversation; his free time was coming to an end, and he was getting cold.

‘That’s not what I meant. I need to concentrate on my job, not sleep with anyone who wants me’

‘So I’m just ‘anyone’?’ her voice rose ‘Who else is hitting on you – the maid – the cook?’ Her eyes narrowed ‘or do you prefer men – is it the gardener?’ Bastien got up and retrieved his neatly folded clothes.

‘My sexual preferences are not up for discussion’ he said ‘I have to get back to work’

‘I could tell him you assaulted me, you know’ she said as he walked away. He froze to the spot, then turned, fixing her with a fierce gaze, mouth tight.

‘I don’t believe you would Ma’am’ She looked down, ashamed for a moment, then tilted her head up and locked eyes with him, pleading

‘I’m sorry, is it such a difficult thing for you to consider? We could be discreet’ she said in a small voice

‘Ma’am you told me yourself you have lovers’ he said ‘I suggest you call on someone else and leave me alone’ With that parting shot he turned his back for the last time to go and get changed and patrol the perimeter again.

 Later, it was Bastien’s task to check in with his mentor. He used his cell phone outside in the grounds where he wouldn’t be overheard. It wasn’t of the utmost secrecy and didn’t need an encrypted line, but he liked to take at least some precaution after the nature of his employment after all. Luckily reception was good and the line crystal clear. His training taught him to listen for verbal clues as to Jackson’s mood or any duplicity (not that the head of the Kings Guard would have reason to lie to his staff) and also for any background noises that might give away his location or any other information.

‘Good evening Bastien, how are you doing?’ Jackson sounded relaxed and Bastien surmised he was home and off duty.

‘Very well sir, there has been one incident to report – I trust you received my statement by email’

‘I did son. Did you check the motion sensors by the pool?’

‘Yes sir, one of them was reporting a slight delay in response – just a second or two, it was possibly why the alarm didn’t go off promptly.’ He found himself standing stiffly to attention ‘It was my error in not checking it beforehand’

‘There are many sensors to check Bastien, had you been on site for longer you would probably have picked up on it before it was a problem. You responded promptly and Lady Adelaide was unharmed, so there will only be a very minor demerit’ Bastien’s heart sank. He had hoped to get a perfect score for the assignment – he knew already it was unlikely, but at least Jackson was lenient with him.

‘How are you finding your assignment son?’ Bastien broke out in a cold sweat. This was not a question he could answer by checking a bullet list. Walker was asking for a personal assessment, a gut reaction, and he was uncomfortable with this aspect of the job. He dug deep.

‘Overall it’s not difficult Sir’ he replied ‘There has been one challenge I did not foresee that has been a minor problem’

‘Please go on’ Jackson replied, and Bastien detected a slight hint of amusement in his voice. He cleared his throat

‘Lady Adelaide has been – she has made some inappropriate remarks and advances’ He was sure now that Jackson was stifling laughter as he heard muffled sounds coming from the other end consistent with the microphone being covered over. There was a short silence before his mentor replied, supressed mirth in his tone.

‘And how did you react to that, son?’

‘I turned it aside, naturally’ again the microphone was muffled, and Bastien took a leap of faith ‘I take it that Lady Adelaide is my test, sir?’

‘Test, son?’ his voice was a little strangled

‘Of my resolve. It would be unprofessional to react to the sexual advances of one of my charges, Sir’ Jackson now stopped any effort to hide his amusement and it was a while before he stopped laughing long enough to be able to speak again.

‘Son, this is Cordonia. There’s no need to deny that mighty snake of yours’ Bastien felt his cheeks burn. He hadn’t been able to hide his physical attributes for long at the Walker household. Bianca Walker had accidentally walked in on him whilst he was showering in the morning after staying over when he had babysat the Walker’s two children. The other recruits already knew how well endowed he was, so it was natural Jackson already knew. He sighed

‘Sir’

‘Really son, you show exceptional dedication to the job. It’s true I throw our better looking recruits at Lady Adelaide as a test, and you passed it with flying colours. It can’t have been easy after pulling her out of the pool’ he stopped to laugh again. He could hear Bianca’s throaty laugh in the background. Was nothing secret in the Jackson household? ‘So what have you told the lady in question to keep her at bay, son?’ he asked

‘That we have a professional relationship and I can’t allow her attempts to seduce me to succeed, Sir’

‘Bastien, you have to be the most well endowed recruit I have ever come across. Lady Adelaide’s sexual appetite is legendary, and I think you’d be foolish to turn her down. You have my permission to do anything you like with her – presuming you find her attractive. As long as it doesn’t compromise the job and you are discreet, you’re free to do as you please.’

‘I – thankyou sir’ Bastien gulped. He felt hot under the collar and his pants tightened uncomfortably. His head might be telling him to be restrained, but his manhood got the message loud and clear that playtime was imminent.

‘Okay son, thankyou for checking in. Enjoy your evening’ The line went dead and he had the impression his mentor was rolling around laughing at the other end. His shift was over, and he knew exactly where he was going next. 

He was going to make sure Adelaide remembered him for a very long time indeed.

3 The Lesson

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Wild Thoughts - Maxwell x Adelaide

Summary: Duchess Adelaide discovers Cordonia’s best kept secret. 

A/N: This was originally a collab between myself and pbchoicesobsessed. Emily has now left the fandom and this post was deleted when she deleted her blog. This is set before the events of TRR and certain character trsits have been purposely exaggerated 

Warnings: Sexual content, 18+ only. Blacklist lemon and n*fw to avoid. 

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“Another champagne, cousin?”

“Marjorie, as if you have to ask.” Duchess Adelaide of Krona drained the glass in her hand before reaching for the one her cousin held out to her.

“Honestly, are you two completely incapable of maintaining some element of dignity?” Queen Regina shook her head in disgust at her relatives before she looked out to the party in full swing before them. It was Marjorie’s last night in Cordonia before permanently moving to Iceland to join her husband in his aluminum export business.

For reasons unknown to Adelaide, a young Bertrand Beaumont had graciously gone to the trouble of throwing her cousin a farewell party. Not that the reason particularly mattered, any chance to attend a Beaumont bash was good enough for her. Parties thrown by the brothers Beaumont were renowned in Cordonia; notorious for over the top antics and a constant flow of alcohol. Tales of debauchery at Beaumont bashes were legend. Dozens of the country’s largest scandals were born in the walls of their estate. Everyone who was anyone was there tonight for what the court was sure would be an evening to remember. Even a few commoners managed to slip in to join the festivities. No one truly minded, as a true Beaumont bash was unofficially open to all. It’s wasn’t an uncommon thing to catch a count with a tongue down the unsuspecting throat of a village girl.

“Gina you prude.” Adelaide chirped up, the effects of devouring glass after glass of champagne taking effect. “Where's the fun in being dignified?”


The Queen fixed her with a withering glare. “Adelaide, must you persist with that ridiculous nickname?”


“You loved that nickname when we were younger. It was your stable boy lover that gave it to you, was it not? I seem to remember him calling it rather loudly in the night when you visited him in secret.” She answered after another swig of champagne. Adelaide stifled a laugh. “Pity when you became queen you turned into a total bore.”

Regina seemed to sputter slightly. “I am not a total bore.”

“Alright then Gina,” Marjorie piped in. “When’s the last time you even thought about getting in between the sheets with another man? You used to be quite the temptress.” Regina’s eyes bugged out of her head, much to the satisfaction of her cousins. Marjorie shared a cunning grin with the Adelaide who immediately took the cue.

“Yes. When was the last time you considered getting under a man other than that shriveled prune Constantine?”

The Queen looked appalled. “Adelaide! How could you even suggest such a thing? I am his wife! I would never-”

“Oh Gina,” the blonde soothed. “Don’t get your panties in a twist. We all know you’re not as pure as you pretend to be. I recall you proudly bragging about the men you fucked in your prime. And really, with a selection as fine as this one,” she paused to gesture around the room. “I’d find it very hard to believe you haven’t at least thought about it.”

“I have to agree,” Marjorie mused, surveying the room as she sipped on her drink, a slight smirk forming across her lips. “Tonight's pickings are looking ripe for the taking.”

“If you two are going to start talking about your sexual conquests again, I’m having no part of it,” Regina announced before storming off in a huff.

“Adelaide, maybe we shouldn’t have. She’s still our cousin,” Marjorie admonished.


“Please, it’s nothing she can’t handle,” the Duchess snorted. “It’s not our fault if she can’t realize potential when its there.”


The pair took a moment to survey the bustling ballroom of the Beaumont mansion. The dance floor was packed with sweaty bodies moving on the dance floor to house music and R&B now that the string quartet had departed, taking with it the older, stuffy members of court.

At least the bores have gone, Adelaide observed, watching Regina pull her husband Constantine to the exit while his eyes remained fastened to a pretty young blonde’s ample chest.

“May I have your attention please?!” At that precise moment, the devilishly handsome brothers Beaumont climbed onto a table. Bertrand held a champagne bottle in his hand while Maxwell held an elaborate decorative dagger, both grinning widely as they waited for the attention of the people in the room. 

“Now that the oldies have gone home,” the younger son’s voice carried to all corners of the expansive room. “I declare this Beaumont Bash officially open!” 

In emphasis, he expertly aimed the dagger at the bottleneck in his brother’s hand, slicing through the glass allowing champagne to spray out across the room, gaining screams of approval from the already intoxicated crowd. Bertrand took a deep draught from it before toasting it in Marjorie’s direction. 

“Lets hear it for Countess Marjorie whom we celebrate tonight! She’s one of our own and will be sorely missed when she leaves. Countess, I wish you the best!” Bertrand winked at her and the crowd roared as Marjorie raised her glass in gratitude.

As the attention was shifted to the fresh supply of alcohol being ushered into the ballroom, Adelaide turned to her cousin. “What was that all about?”

Marjorie blushed demurely. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I know that look,” She told the brunette who blushed further under her calculating gaze. It took only a moment for Adelaide to connect the dots. “I knew you must have done something to get this little shindig organized but I didn’t suspect sleeping with Duke of Ramsford himself would do the trick.”


Marjorie actually had the gall to shrug nonchalantly but her sly smile gave her away. “You can’t blame me for taking an opportunity when I see one.”

“I’m both impressed and annoyed that you managed to keep that from me for so long.”

“I couldn’t help but keep it a secret. We met under… unique circumstances. We were acquainted at the annual masked orgy Prince Leo held a couple months ago.”

“You didn't! Those orgies actually happen?!” Adelaide slammed her glass down on the bar audibly in shock, mouth dropping open her cousin’s admission.


Marjorie patted her arm with a coy wink. “You don’t know the half of it.”

“Where were boys like these when we younger?” The blonde joked, shaking her head.

“I missed the opportunity to try him out, but I heard the crown prince was a damn good fuck too,” Marjorie tittered, nodding towards a corner of the room where Prince Leo was getting very acquainted with a noble girl's breasts as they grinded on each other to the music, bodies pressed so tightly against each other they might as well have been fucking on the dance floor. The pair were so immersed in each other that they failed to notice Marjorie and Adelaide practically salivating over the sight of them. They watched as Leo moved his head upwards to whisper in the girl’s ear before he pulled her through the doors to the outdoor terrace. 

The cousins shared a knowing look.

Marjorie shook her head. “Well even if he doesn’t come back, I’m sure his brother isn’t that different.”

Adelaide followed her gaze to where the younger prince Liam was being cornered by an obviously inebriated girl eager to climb into bed with him.

“Prince Liam is too polite,” Adelaide remarked. “Too nice to tell that desperate whore to shove off.”

Marjorie cackled loudly. “Give him a few years, cousin. All that sexual frustration from playing the perfect son will get to him eventually and then we could really have some fun with him. What about his friend? The broody young commoner? I bet he’d be a wild ride.”

Adelaide shook her head regretfully. “As delicious as young Drake is, he usually avoids all opportunity to socialize with this crowd. I don’t think he’s the one-night stand type. Shame, he has such roguish charm.”

“I’ve seen the way he shifts when he’s walking. I bet he’s as hung as the horse he rides.”

“We’ll have to catch him for a thorough inspection one day.” 

Both women burst into fits of laughter, grabbing fresh glasses of champagne from the servers passing by. “Court is going to be so boring without you. I’ll miss you, Marjie. Just maybe not as much as Bertrand Beaumont will.”

Adelaide arched an eyebrow and motioned to Bertrand who was watching Marjorie from a few few feet away, his obvious erection straining through his tight trousers. “Someone’s clearly waiting to whisk you away!”

“I swear Bertrand is the best kept secret in all of Cordonia. I don’t know what’s in those Beaumont genes, but I’m telling you Adelaide he’s the best fuck I’ve ever had. The things he can do with his cock and his tong-” A sudden cheer from the raging dance floor interrupted Marjorie’s thought.

The two stared out where the crowd had formed a loose circle around a single figure dancing on a table in the middle. Maxwell gyrated in time to the rhythm of the bass perfectly as his hips swiveled provocatively against the empty air. Sweat soaked through his black shirt, causing it to cling to the contours of his lean but muscular chest. The sight alone was enough to make Adelaide lick her lips, feeling the heat begin to accumulate in her core. Filthy thoughts about little Maxwell Beaumont flooded her mind.

“I’ve always wondered that too.” Marjorie teased.

“Hmm?” Adelaide was caught off guard as her cousin’s comment filtered through the sinful fantasies unravelling in her head.

“About Maxwell. Whether all the stories of his sexcapades are actually true. Did you hear the latest rumour? Apparently he took five women at once during this year’s orgy.”

“Well, you were there. Did he?”

“It was masked, Adelaide. If it is true, I don’t think even you would be able to handle that young buck.”

“Nonsense. If the rumour is true I’d be the only one with the ability to tame that stallion.” A devilish grin appeared on Adelaide’s face as an irresistible idea appeared in her mind. There’s only one way to find out. She downed her drink before striding off.

“Where are you going?” Marjorie called out after her.

“I’m a little parched.” Adelaide’s eyes glittered as she offered the coy reply. Marjorie was about to voice a confused response when she saw her cousin’s eyes slide right to the young man climbing off the table.

“Adelaide you are so naughty!” She exclaimed, comprehending her meaning.

“Don’t look so surprised. You can’t tell me there’s something in the Beaumont genes and not expect I’ll want a taste. Enjoy your evening, cousin. I’ll call when you arrive in Iceland with a full report.”

Adelaide adjusted her bra so that her cleavage was on full display and strutted the center of the dance floor to snag her prize. She expertly swayed to the beat, inching closer to Maxwell who was lost in the music and clueless to her advances. It wasn’t until Adelaide pressed her body into his, her ass grinding against his swelling bulge that he took notice of her. 

His hands settled low on her hips and he lowered his head to murmur gruffly in her ear. “Duchess, to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I had to know for myself if the rumours were true, Maxwell Beaumont.”

Maxwell spun her around to face him, a smug, knowing smile on his face. “They call me Mad Max for good reason Lady Adelaide.”

“Is that so? So cocky, young Beaumont. I’m not sure you’re being honest with me.” Adelaide scraped her nails across his puffed out chest.

Maxwell’s eyes narrowed disapprovingly. “Not cocky, confident.”

Adelaide couldn’t but chuckle at his reaction to her teasing. He was so easy to rile up. “Did I hurt your feelings, Mad Max?” She winked. “Let me make it up to you by getting you a stiff drink.”

“Nonsense, my lady. A gentleman gets the drinks. Allow me.” He replied, trying to assert his dominance. Maxwell took her by the hand and lead her to bar. He ordered them four shots of bourbon.

“Cheers, Lady Adelaide.” They knocked glasses and knocked back both shots in mere seconds. The liquor burned on the way down, adding to the heat already blazing through her entire body. Embellishment of the truth or not, Adelaide was so aroused she wanted to rip the clothes off Maxwell’s sweaty form and let him take her right there on the ballroom floor.

“Enjoying the party?” He grinned, passing her another flute of champagne.

“I can think of a way to make it much more enjoyable.”

“I’m nothing if not a gracious host. How can I make this party more enjoyable for you, Lady Adelaide?” His words were dripping with innuendo.

“What’s a Beaumont party without a little swordplay?” Adelaide watched Maxwell take a moment to process what she was suggesting. She closed the distance between them and cupped his length, squeezing gently. He groaned, his Adam’s apple moving up and down his throat as he swallowed hard. 

“That is, if you think you can handle a real woman. Should be no trouble with your track record, Mad Max.” “Fuck. We should go upstairs to my room. Right now.”

The door was barely shut behind them when Maxwell launched himself at her, pinning her against the wall and kissing her roughly. Adelaide caught his lower lip between her teeth and bit down gently. He growled hungrily, pushing his tongue into her mouth, faintly tasting bourbon before moving to assault her neck with fervent kisses. She reached down and unzipped her dress while he snaked his arm around her and unhooked her bra. Maxwell wasted no time capturing one pert breast in his hand, kneading her flesh as he sucked greedily on the other nipple. They both moaned loudly paying no mind to the idea that they could be heard.

Adelaide placed her hands flush against his abdomen and pushed him backwards toward the bed. “Take your pants off and lay down, baby Beaumont. I’m going to make you cum so hard you’ll be remembering this night for the rest of your life.” 

Maxwell happily dropped trousers, his erection springing free. Adelaide gasped when she saw her prize laid out on the bed eagerly awaiting her. Maxwell had the largest and most beautiful cock she had ever laid eyes on; a solid 8 inches and impossibly thick. There was definitely something in those Beaumont genes.

Adelaide dropped to her knees and wrapped her mouth around his tip, swirling her tongue as she pumped up and down his length with one hand, the other reaching down to fondle his balls. Maxwell’s eyes rolled to the back of his head when she released his cock and he suddenly felt an intensely pleasurable sensation he had never before. Adelaide’s warm, wet tongue rimmed his ass while her free hand continued to pump him. He writhed uncontrollably on the bed as she stroked him faster and faster until he was seconds from exploding.

“Adelaide… oh fuck. Adelaide fuck. That feels so good.”

“Call me Duchess,” she purred. Maxwell let out a strangled cry when she abruptly pulled her tongue and hands away. She stepped out of her soaked panties and straddled him so her dripping pussy was hovering over his face. 

“A gentleman takes care of a lady first, Lord Beaumont. Lick.”

Maxwell held onto her thighs and tentatively flicked his tongue upwards. Truthfully, he had very little experience with oral sex, but desperately wanted Adelaide to believe the risqué rumours that followed him so he tried to mimic what he had seen the other men of the court do so many times with their mouths buried in a woman’s slit. It didn’t take long for a dissatisfied Adelaide to sit back on his chest. 

“You have no clue what you’re doing, do you baby Beaumont?”

Maxwell blushed profusely. “Some of the things they say about me may be a bit embellished…”

Adelaide laughed at his admission. Evidently, he was not the Don Juan in the stories she had been told. She would fuck him tonight anyway. There was no way she was walking away from the most perfect cock she had ever seen without riding it into orgasmic oblivion first.

“No need to blush, Lord Beaumont. A gentleman like you should know how to pleasure a woman with your tongue. I’m going to teach you.” Adelaide smiled wickedly, positioning herself over his mouth once more. “You want to build tension, Maxwell. Tease me with your tongue by kissing and licking my pussy lips in broad flat and light strokes with just the tip. Yes, that’s it. Very good.”

Adelaide slowly dragged her hips back and forth as Maxwell happily explored every inch of her wetness. She twisted a hand into his thick hair and leaned back slightly to spread her lips open to expose her clit. “Do you see that little pink pearl? That’s the secret to making any woman in Cordonia a slave to your desires. Suck very gently just here, right on my clit. Oh my god. Yes, that’s good Maxwell. Don’t stop.”

Adelaide’s hips bore down onto Maxwell’s lapping tongue, earning an appreciative moan from him as she bucked wildly over his face. “Yes, oh fuck. Don’t you stop. Don’t fucking stop!” 

He slid his hands from her thighs to her ass, squeezing and slapping the firm flesh, his lips on her clit never relenting until a rush of liquid assaulted his mouth and Adelaide cried out his name over and over, her orgasm shaking her entire body. When she looked down at Maxwell, an expression of pure bliss was painted across his features, his mouth and chin covered in her juices.

“Did you enjoy that, Lord Beaumont?”

Maxwell responded by lifting Adelaide off of him and flipping her onto her back. He balanced over her and slipped three fingers inside her, driving them in and out at an ungodly speed, his mouth moving to suck on each of her taut nipples. Her walls clamped around his fingers and her legs trembled she as she came undone again at his touch.

“Yes, Duchess. Very much.” His proud smile stretched from ear to ear. “I like making you cum.”

“Are you ready to have some real fun, Maxwell?” Adelaide crooned. He nodded enthusiastically in response. She squirmed out from under him and grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer of the bedside table. “On all fours, Lord Beaumont.” 

Maxwell gulped and proceeded to get on his hands and knees.

“I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never felt in your life, Maxwell, but if you touch yourself, I’m going to spank you so hard you won’t be able to walk straight for days. Understand?”

“Yes.”

Adelaide peeled her hand back and struck his right cheek, leaving a hot red mark in its wake. His cock twitched excitedly between his legs. “Yes what, Maxwell?”

“Yes Duchess.”

“That’s right, Lord Beaumont.” Adelaide dipped a single finger into the lube, coating it generously before she slowly inched the tip inside Maxwell. His body stiffened from the pressure at first, but soon relaxed as she began to massage him, slowly moving her finger deeper and twisting it in circles. “Tell me about the orgy, Maxwell. How many women did you take?”

“Two, Duchess.” He moaned, unable to stop himself from reaching between his legs to stroke his aching cock. Adelaide slapped his ass cheeks with force and his hand hastily retracted. “No touching! What did you do to them?”

“Uuuugh. I fucked them, Duchess. They sucked my cock then I fucked them.”

She slid her finger in and out at a tantalizingly slow pace. His hands crept between his legs once more and grazed his tip, causing his whole lower body to shudder. 

SMACK

“You naughty boy. I told you no touching. Have you had enough? Do you want to fuck me, Maxwell?”

“Yes.” Maxwell mewled as Adelaide withdrew her finger. 

SMACK 

“Yes! Yes, Duchess. I want to fuck you, Duchess.” 

Maxwell sat up on his knees and pulled Adelaide into his lap. She grabbed his shaft and guided his cock to her entrance, slipping it in completely. They both moaned loudly at the sensation of being inside each other. Adelaide began to bounce herself up and down his massive cock, meeting his rough, steady thrusts. They were both panting hard, screaming the other’s name without care that there were no doubt people who could hear their ear piercing cries of passion.

“Fuck, Duchess. I’m going to cum.”

A sly smile played on Adelaide’s lips. “Not yet, Lord Beaumont.” She moved off him and laid out on her back, beckoning him to her. “Have you ever fucked a woman in the ass, Maxwell?” 

His eyebrows shot up in surprise, hands scrambled to coat his cock in lube and he carefully inched himself into her ass. She was so tight he could barely hold himself together. 

“Fuck me harder, Lord Beaumont! Fuck me like you bought me!” 

He let himself go then, pounding into her hard and grunting with each thrust. He was so close to losing control, the sound of her moans sending him over the edge. Maxwell slipped two fingers into her drenched pussy and pumped them in and out, matching the pace of his thrusts in her ass. Adelaide felt so deliciously full it took just seconds for her to coat his fingers in her cum.

“FUCK!” Maxwell yelled, spilling himself inside her. He collapsed on top of her, trying desperately to catch his breath. He had never cum that hard in his life.

“You’re a faster learner, Mad Max.” Adelaide smiled. She hopped off the bed and began to dress. “I’m staying in Ramsford two more days. Same time tomorrow?”

Maxwell grinned at her in his dizzying state of ecstasy. “Absolutely, Duchess.”

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Body Stats for Adelaide

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Body

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Beefy/muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Narrow shoulders. Broad shoulders. Average shoulders. Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

Height

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

Skin

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Moles. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scars. Birthmarks.

Eyes

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Violet. Pink. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

Hair

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Afro. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Past hip-length. Buzz cut. Bald. Weave. Hair extensions. Jaw length. Mohawk. Dreadlocks. Box braids. Faux locks. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Dyed. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.

Tattoos / Piercings

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. One tattoo. Face tattoo. Hip tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoo. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercings. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Top of the ear. Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

Cosmetics

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Kohl. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Nude lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes.Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears war paint from time to time. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Rarely wears make-up.

Scent

Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Fur. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain.

Clothes

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/Form-fitting dress. Cardigans. Tunic. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Leather jacket. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxi Dress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skirt. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Waistcoat. Sash. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers/Boxer-Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sportsbra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Cotton. Linen. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Light colors. White. Black. Dark colors. Fur/Fauxfur. Revealing clothing. Heavy armor. Medium armor. Light Armor.

Shoes

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stripper heels. Bare feet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes.

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Proposal

Characters/Pairing: Deputy/John Seed

Plot: In which Rook decides to follow Sharky and Adelaide's advice to fuck John Seed. What she didn't expect were the feelings that came with bedding the youngest Seed brother...and his proposal.

Rated: M for mature themes and John being John.

Warnings: None.

A/N: I just wanted to write what would happen if my Deputy decided to listen to her two buds and mess around with John. I’m also none too happy with this fic because I rushed through it...

—- “Deputy, will you marry me?”

Deputy Katherine Mills stared at John Seed. As marriage proposals went, that one was fairly insulting, so much so that for a long moment she couldn’t even react. 

Things in Falls End had been quiet ever since she started sleeping with him, but this was a bit much. So he thought she’d marry him to join his brother’s homicidal death cult? Was she such a desperate case that he thought she’d jump at the chance? Worse, was he right?

Trembling inside, she didn’t know if she’d have the strength to turn him down, even knowing that he’d asked her for the worst possible reason. To give herself time, she turned to get two coffee mugs down from his cabinet, keeping her back turned to him while she concentrated on regulating her breathing, carefully easing her senses back onto an even keel. 

Turning one smoothing ceramic mug in her fingers, Katherine finally managed one normal word. “Why?” She needed to hear it from him. John’s skin had an unhealthy pale hue, and she knew that it hadn’t been easy for him to ask her. How could it be, when they were constantly at each other’s throats AND fucking in the privacy of his ranch? Goddamn her for listening to Sharky and Adelaide...

Like any good lawyer, he began by making his case. “I think we could have a good marriage. We’re both determined people; we understand the power of Wrath, the price of sin. We both have plans for Hope County, and despite our many differences we both want something,” he said smoothly, watching her in an effort to guess her reaction to his proposal, but it was like searching for expressions on a brick wall. “We want what’s best for Hope County. I believe that together you and I can give the people what they want: Peace.”

The coffee was finished. Katherine dumped the grounds, then poured the steaming deliciously scented brew into the mugs. Handing one to him, she leaned against the counter and blew gently on the coffee to cool it. 

“If we’re both trying to kill each other, why bother getting married?” she finally asked. “Why not just keep on the way we’ve been? Fighting and fucking?” 

John’s handsome face softened as he looked at that bright tumble of blonde hair that curled around her shoulders. 

“Katherine, you and I both know our affair can’t last forever. It ends when you kill me...or I kill you.”

Shivering, Katherine reminded herself that John Seed was a damn good lawyer. He knew how to defend and attack, and how to slide under a weak argument. 

No, she wasn’t a woman to sleep around with the enemy, because John was a monster who liked hurting people, but ever since he approached her with an offer to spend the night in his bed she had accepted without hesitation, with the naive belief that a few nights in bed with him would lessen his death-like grip on Holland Valley. Soften just enough for her to strike the final blow and boot him out of his territory for good. 

‘Man, that John really does have a hard-on for you, so I'm thinking you two should just fuck and, er, get it over with.’

‘John wants you really bad. Have you considered he's maybe in some kind of love with you? Yeah, he killed you two or three times already, but he's playing cat and mouse. Just saying, next time you find yourself alone with him, maybe a good long something or other could save our necks.’

It had sounded so easy coming from Sharky and Adelaide...

“It was good last night,” he said softly, his silken words winding themselves around her heart like a vine, tugging her close to him, bending her to his will. 

“And the night before that...and the night before that… Didn’t you like it?” He slid off the chair, coming closer to her, his dark velvet voice seducing her all over again. Standing over her, he calmly drank his coffee, watching all the while over the rim of the mug.

Katherine sipped the coffee too, holding it on her tongue so she could mull over his proposition. She could feel the heat climbing in her face, and she cursed her pale complexion that made even the faintest of blushes instantly apparent. “Yes, I liked it,” she finally admitted grudgingly.

John smiled. “I’d be a good husband. Faithful, hardworking, loyal, devoted only to you and you alone.” She glanced up quickly and saw the sincerity sparkling in the depths of his sea blue eyes, shining brightly as his mood lightened. 

“I’ve never been married before,” he continued, his clipped accent slowly as he thought out his words. “But I think I would like being married to you. Drinking coffee with you on rainy mornings and cold winter nights. It’s raining now; isn’t this nice?” He cupped the ball of her shoulder in his palm, his tattooed fingers kneading the delicate joint, then he deliberately slid his hand inside the collar of her robe, his fingers gliding under the edge of the t-shirt she was wearing to fondle the warm swelling curves of her breasts. “I could make you so happy.” 

Katherine held herself perfectly still, her body quivering inside from the run of pleasure. This bastard wasn’t being fair; how could she think clearly when her body was begging him to tend to her needs? Stubbornness and pride were admirable, but John was fast teaching her how little those things mattered whenever her body reacted to his touch. 

John watched her closely, seeing the soft haze of passion and desire cloud the cool sheen of her green eyes. Her blonde lashes drifted down, her lids growing heavier, and her breath was coming faster between her softly parted lips. 

His own heartbeat was picking up speed as he felt her breasts growing warm beneath his touch, the soft smell of her rising to his nostrils and telling him, without him even thinking of it, that she was his for the taking, before it was too late, he drew his hand back, but the need to touch her drove him to reach for her again, clasping her slim waist and pulling her to him. 

Her coffee sloshed dangerously close to the rim, and he rescued both of them, setting his own mug down, then taking hers and placing it beside the other one.Then she was securely in his arms, her small body nestled against his, adjusting herself without thought to the hard contours of his lean, muscular frame, and that adjustment made them both relax into the embrace.

“You see?” he muttered softly, burying his face against the softness of her hair. “We’re meant to be together. Joined together as man and wife.” Katherine laced her arms around his back, feeling the dampness of his shirt where he’d gotten from out of the shower. The fresh smell of water and cologne, luring her in a false sense of security, and she rubbed her nose into the hollow of his shoulder. 

What kind of marriage would she have with him, happy or strained? Would she be content with what he could give he, of would she slowly die inside? I could make you so happy.

At that moment, standing there in the kitchen with their arms locked around each other, she felt that she could ask nothing more of fate, but when it was all said and done, what would happen to the Resistance? 

There were too many people counting on her and the very thought of betraying her friends broke through the soft spell John had cast. Earl Whitehorse, Sharky, Adelaide, Jerome, Mary May, Grace... Those people were her family. She couldn’t do this. Slowly his big hands moved up her back, finding and stroking each separated rib and vertebra. 

“Say yes, my dear,” he cajoled huskily, the first endearment he’d ever used with her, and she melted inside, her resolve weakening. “I want you; I’ve always wanted you, ever since Joseph tasked me with bringing you to Atonement. You refused to bend and even now you continue to deny the will of The Father...you deny me. But I think...I think we can make this work. I know we can make this work. Just say Yes and I’ll give you everything.”

Her face hidden in his shoulder, Katherine closed her green eyes in pain. When he spoke of Joseph, every word was a sword that cut into her heart. How could she ever be strong enough to live with the knowledge that she was considering accepting a marriage proposal from the enemy? How could she live knowing that if she said Yes she would be spitting in Whitehorse’s face? 

“I can’t.”

Abruptly his hands tightened on her, and she could feel him tensing against her body. “What did you say?” A harsh note, barely revealed, told her how much her refusal angered him. She quickly slipped out from his arms and shook her head, eyes glinting with tears as she tried to put some distance between them. 

“I’m saying no,” she said calmly. “I’m saying no to you because what you're proposing is a fantasy that will never happen.”

John swallowed hard. The line of his shoulders was rigid with anger. “Deputy, I never thought you’d do this,” he said, his voice harshly controlled. “I offer you an olive branch and you reject it like the Wrathful whore you are--” The sharp sound of her palm on his cheek echoed throughout the kitchen. John’s cheek stung and two stared each other, breathing hard as they struggled to control the rage that threatened to consume them both. 

"No."

“Get out,” John snarled. “Get the fuck out of my house.”

Katherine brushed past him and quietly left the kitchen. The front door slamming shut behind her.

I’m sorry.

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Tummy Tuck Surgery in Greater Adelaide

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Working out and eating right are two of the key things that you need to get in shape. But if you are going on the journey to fitness, you need reliable help to get you from point A to point B seamlessly. Microneedling and body contouring are on the rise to becoming the best procedures to get the body that you want. You still need to put in the hard work, of course, but these two will boost your progress to the max.

But many are also questioning the safety of body contouring in Adelaide. Is it really safe? Will microneedling in Adelaide have adverse effects on you? What other fat reduction treatments are available out there? These are just some of the questions that this article will answer for you.

How do microneedling and body contouring work?

Microneedling is a cosmetic procedure mostly done to improve and treat skin conditions. Pin-prick needles are run through the skin, stimulating collagen and elastin. Most people who undergo microneedling do so to remove loose skin on their weight loss journey. This procedure can also help smoothen out acne scars, shrink pore size, and even get rid of stretch marks.

On the other hand, SculpSure body contouring uses the power of lasers to target fat cells. This procedure uses non-invasive technology, and since it is targeted, none of the surrounding healthy cells will be damaged.

Both microneedling and body contouring in Adelaide are getting more popular, but is it really safe? The short answer is yes, but if you want detailed explanations then read on.

TGA-Approved Procedure

Fat-reduction treatments, SculpSure body contouring in particular, have been tested and reviewed by the Therapeutic Goods Administration (TGA). The same is true with microneedling in Adelaide. Several industry standards have been set in place to ensure that these procedures remain safe for the people who undergo them.

Only Expert Specialists Can Facilitate

Another safety standard that is mandated to all clinics that offer these services is that only accredited and certified specialists can facilitate the procedures. These specialists must be well-trained and highly attuned to the protocols involved when conducting the procedures.

No Need for Downtime

Aside from the points mentioned above, body contouring also requires little to no downtimes. These procedures can be done at lunch, and you can already jump back to work before break time is over. With microneedling, you might need more time to heal. But within one or two days, you can go on about your usual routine already.

Minimal Post-Treatment Care

If you are a busy person, then you will love the minimal post-treatment care involved in both procedures. You may feel some mild discomfort on the areas that have been treated, but nothing that can hold you back from resuming your daily activities. You also don’t have to perform self-treatments or whatsoever. The only thing you have to do is to show up to your next sessions as instructed by your microneedling and body contouring professional.

Microneedling and SculpSure Body Contouring Safety FAQs:

We understand how much you want to go into the procedures with assurance and peace of mind. This is why we have compiled the following questions and provided answers for you to refer to:

Can I travel immediately after the treatment?

Absolutely! You can travel through air, sea, or land even right after the treatment. Just keep in mind that you might experience some mild soreness which can make long journeys a tad uncomfortable.

Am I allowed to drink alcohol?

Feel free to drink your fill. Alcohol will not interact with the procedure chemical-wise, so it will not affect you. Although, your doctor might still advise you to stay away from alcohol’s calories if you are trying to lose weight.

Is sunbathing possible after treatment?

For those who love to back in the sun, you would be happy to know that sunbathing is completely safe to do after the treatment. But to lessen possible discomfort, patients are usually advised to not sunbathe a week before the treatment.

As to microneedling, direct sunbathing might not be possible immediately after. You can still enjoy the beach, of course. Just make sure to cover the treated area with a UV-blocking fabric and you’re good to go.

Is it okay to massage the treated area?

Yes. There are many benefits to massaging the skin after non-invasive fat reduction treatments like body contouring. Massaging can improve blood flow, reduce swelling, and more.

Will I experience swelling after treatment?

You may notice some mild swelling after SculpSure body contouring, but nothing you should be alarmed about. The swelling can vary depending on which part of the body was treated. For instance, the inner thighs can appear more swollen since they are more sensitive. Don’t worry, just listen closely to your specialist in body contouring in Adelaide and the swelling should settle down in no time.

Will I be in pain after treatment?

SculpSure body contouring in Adelaide and in any other places is virtually painless. You might feel a bit of discomfort, but nothing more than the usual soreness that you would usually feel after strenuous activities.

Microneeding and body contouring in Adelaide are within your grasp today. Contact Adelaide SculpSure to learn more about how we can help you in your journey to a more beautiful you.

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cosmetic plastic surgery

For people that want to regulate their appearance and reach their beauty goals, cosmetic surgery could also be an excellent option. a facelift can tighten and improve the looks of skin, adjust countenance, add or remove hair, and far more.

Cosmetic surgery can also be used for medical purposes, like for people that have had accidents, to revive the function of a part, or to repair scars from surgery.

There are many procedures available, so there may be a check out the eight commonest sorts of cosmetic plastic surgery:

1. Breast Augmentation

Breast augmentation refers to procedures that increase the dimensions or change the form of the breasts. When the dimensions of the breast are increased, the procedure can also be called ‘breast implant surgery’. Breast augmentation isn’t equivalent to breast lifts or breast reduction, which are literally differing types of procedures.

most common sorts of cosmetic surgery2. Dermabrasion

Dermabrasion uses a specialized tool that lightly ‘sands’ down the highest layer of skin. Once the highest layer of skin has been removed, the world heals and new skin replaces the old. the top result’s smoother-looking skin.

2- Dermabrasion is typically used for:

Acne scars

Age spots

Crow’s feet

Growths or lesions on the skin

Sun-damaged skin

Wrinkles

3. Facelift

Facelifts repair sagging, loose, drooping, or wrinkled skin on the face. During this procedure, facial tissues are lifted, excess skin removed, and skin replaced over repositioned contours. Neck lifts are commonly wiped out in conjunction with facelifts.

Other procedures commonly done alongside facelifts include nose reshaping, forehead lifts, or eyelid surgery.

4. Hair transplantation

Hair transplantation surgery also referred to as hair restoration, is performed to enhance the looks of baldness. during this procedure, hair is moved from a neighborhood of thick growth to a bald area.

In a single session, quite a thousand hairs could also be moved. Some people may require quite one session. The hairs which are moved are permanent, which suggests that no long-term care is important. Most hair transplants end in successful hair growth after the procedure.

5. Rhinoplasty

The most common sorts of cosmetic surgery rhinoplasty refer to any surgery that repairs or reshapes the nose. Some people choose rhinoplasty for cosmetic reasons. Others may have a medical reason, like difficulty breathing or birth defects.

Rhinoplasty is often used to:

Increase or reduce the dimensions of the nose

Correct problems following an injury

Correct birth defects

Relieve or improve breathing problems

Narrow the form of the nostrils

Change the form of the bridge

Change the angle of the nose

6. Lip augmentation

Lip augmentation aims to offer the patient fuller-looking lips. Usually, injectable dermal fillers are wont to increase lip volume, shape, or structure.

Lip augmentation isn’t permanent. the consequences tend to last around 6 months before a second procedure is important to revive shape and volume.

7. Liposuction

Liposuction may be a cosmetic procedure that improves the form of the body by removing fat deposits. This procedure isn’t intended for weight loss.

Localized fat deposits are removed directly beneath the skin by employing a vacuum-suction canula, a pen-shaped instrument. Ultrasound can also be wont to hack fat deposits before removal with suction.

Liposuction is often performed on the arms, thighs, stomach, hips, face, buttocks, and back. Liposuction also can remove fat tumors (lipomas) also as reduce the dimensions of breasts in men. This procedure is often used in quite one area during a single day.

8. abdominoplasty

The most common sorts of cosmetic surgeryAbdominoplasty, more commonly referred to as a ‘tummy tuck’, is employed to enhance the form of the abdomen. Tummy tucks remove excess fat and skin and restore weakened or separated muscles within the abdomen so as to enhance the profile. Tummy tucks can improve the looks of loose or sagging skin, but cannot remove stretch marks.

Abdominoplasty isn’t a replacement for an exercise routine or eating right for weight loss. The results of an abdominoplasty are permanent, but maintaining a correct weight is critical to take care of the results.

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Spa and Hot tub: Best Spa and Hot tub 2018 (Buying Guide)

Is a luxurious acrylic spa session just a thing in your dream? What if we tell you that there are available full-sized luxury hot tub in a friendly-size that you can comfortably fit in your backyard?

Below is the top 5 best lounger spa that you can purchase in the market today.

1.  American Spas AM 630LM

If you want to relax and take a dip in the comforts of your own home, American Spas AM 630LM 5-Person 30 Lounger Spa is what you're looking for. It is explicitly well crafted and designed to give you that luxurious and soothing hydrotherapy experience. Each of the 30 jets is carefully placed along the lines of the body providing maximum stress relieving therapy. Built to last having the strongest shell in the industry. Made from American Spa’s patented 7-layer laminate Fiber Steel Construction System. It comes in the colors Tuscany Sun and Mahogany making it look sleek.

This lounger spa has one exclusive 240V 5.0 BHP jet pump which provides a two-pump performance for the energy cost of one. It has a 30m stainless steel massage therapy jets with an individual on/off flow control for precise flow, pressure and directional control to target specific stress in the body. Also equipped with a 5.5kW heavy duty Titanium Heater with just a push of a button. HydroClear Ozonator is installed, which purifies water using active ozone bubbles that keep the water clean, sanitized and clear for hassle-free maintenance.

To top it all off, American Spas AM 630LM 5-Person 30 Lounger Spa is energy efficient. This will surely surpass your expectation. The price? Well, the price is right.

2.  Essential Hot Tubs Adelaide-30 Jet Hot Tub

Securing the number 2 spot on our list is the Essential Hot Tubs SS2540307003 Adelaide-30 Jet Hot Tub which comes in color espresso. It offers an authentic and ultimate home spa experience anytime you want to relieve stress or simply relax your weary body.

This acrylic spa offers the best bubbling experience with its 30 stainless-steel adjustable jets which are distributed among 5 ergonomic seats. It allows everyone to choose the best spa option for their individual need. For additional comfort and style, Adelaide-30 Jet Hot Tub has 2 Captain’s style chairs with mounted pillow headrests and 1 full-body lounger.

Powered by energy-efficient 1 by 1.5 Horsepower pump, this lounger spa has a maximum capacity to hold 300 gallons of water. It is also equipped with a digital backlit display which makes it easy for you to choose between a full hydrotherapy massage or a soothing spa experience. Other amenities are built-in ice bucket with lid/tray and 2 LED water columns.

Essential Hot Tubs SS2540307003 Adelaide-30 Jet Hot Tub’s PLUG & PLAY feature is designed to provide ease and convenience. Just plug the GFCI cord into 120V/15A outlet and it’s ready for you.

No worries, too, when it comes to keeping it ready any time of the year because it has a heavy-duty, high-quality insulated tapered cover and a low-maintenance cabinet for the all-season Balboa heater.

3.  Hudson Bay Jet Spa

Do you have a big family or love having your friends over? If so, the Hudson Bay 6 Person 19 Jet Spa is right up your alley, and it comes with stainless jets and 110V GFCI Cord.

Enjoy while you relax and set the 7-color LED lighting according to your mood. This fantastic lounger spa has 19 therapeutic jets all strategically positioned through the tub that has a 4225-gallons capacity.

The tub itself has an incredible built-in waterfall, it is slip-resistant and is has anti-fungicide tubing, all packed into this low consumption lounger spa.

This is an excellent way to get amazing high-end features of a relaxing lounger spa without breaking your bank.

With its comfortable built-in seating for six, it’s certainly not a small portable spa. No wonder almost all buyers are pleased with this tub and are saying that it’s an excellent Jacuzzi for the price.

With its sleek and stylish look that is built to last for several winters, summers, autumns, and springs. Inevitably, you couldn't ask for more. The Hudson Bay Spa is considered by many the best investment for all those relaxing lounging nights with family or friends.

4.  Antigua 6-Person 30-Jet Spa with Lounger

The fourth product on our list is the Antigua 6-Person 30-Jet Spa with Lounger. If you are looking for something that is considered the staple of quality among the lounger spas out there, this is definitely for you.

This large quality spa can comfortably seat 6 people with its multi-level seating. It is excellent for having a couple of friends over, or just a quiet night lounging with your family.

This contoured tub is also excellent for those nights that you want to relax alone, because of its

contoured non-float lounge that lets you relax without trying to float, or not to.

Antigua's 30 jets feature 2-speed high flow energy efficient pump to give that invigorating massage, all this without raising your electricity bill up to the ceiling. The tub is also maintenance-free and is considered as the gold standard of spa durability. Mainly because of the Dura-Bond strengthening process that its shell passed through.

Another notable feature of this spa is the Econo-Boost energy recovery system. What this does is recover the heat that is generated by the pump and motor of the spa to return it so the water can be warmer.

So far, this Antigua spa requires far less energy than the other spas in the market. Making it an eco-friendly choice.

5.  Lifesmart Rock Solid Simplicity Plug and Play

Next on our list the Lifesmart Rock Solid Simplicity Plug and Play 4 Person Hot Tub Spa With 13 Jets. This small Lounger Spa can give you the perfect massage experience. The highlight feature of this product is the 13 high therapy jets. This plug and play spa is made of high-quality materials making it a premium item to choose. It is best recommended for both indoor and outdoor use.

It has a digital thermostat should you feel the need to adjust the water temperature. And to thoroughly enjoy and relax, Lifesmart has lights spa which you can interchange depending on your mood. This lounger spa can accommodate a maximum of four persons, and it can hold up to 195 gallons of water. Moreover, the bucket seats have rotating features. Worry less because kids can enjoy this plug and play spa too because of its child-lock safety cover feature.

With this lounger spa, there is no need to assemble, saving you more time and energy. What you need to do is fill it up with water and chemicals, plug it, and you are all set! To attain the perfect spa experience, you can enjoy its waterfall feature. It also has top-side valves to balance the air and water. This spa has full-foam insulation underneath to achieve better performance.

The best thing about Lifesmart is the usage of Eco-Smart Technology, an energy saving feature wherein you can relax without compromising your electrical bill.

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Nowadays, beauty is defined in many ways. This modern world encourages us to be more accepting of our own natural beauty and use it to our advantage. But there are ways to enhance that natural beauty and transform our physical bodies into something that can empower us even further. One of the ways to do this is through a breakthrough technology called SculpSure body contouring, a new non-invasive fat reduction treatment.

This device and procedure have been gaining popularity all over the world for the many benefits that it bestows upon women and men. But before we dive deep into the benefits of Sculpsure body contouring, we first must have a rudimentary understanding of what it is and how it works.

What Is SculpSure Body Contouring?

SculpSure is a non-invasive fat reduction and laser treatment that aims to break down and eliminate fat from various parts of the body. It uses a device that targets the laser energy to fat cells that lie beneath the skin. Since the laser is targeted towards fat cells alone, it does not have an adverse effect on the skin or whatsoever.

The device works by delivering heat to the targeted cells, breaking them down until they are completely destroyed. This procedure is done in sessions to allow the body to adjust and take over the momentum from the SculpSure fat reduction treatments. The best thing about it is that you can now get SculpSure body contouring in Adelaide.

What makes SculpSure one of the best among the many fat reduction treatments available in the market today? Many women are loving their bodies more and more after several sessions of SculpSure. They love the natural results that it gives, but the benefits do not end there. Here are more benefits of SculpSure body contouring.

Non-Invasive Technology: No Pain

SculpSure uses state-of-the-art technology that elegantly does the job without pain. There might be slight discomfort, but nothing that can seriously cause pain or injury. With the laser, the device is able to penetrate deep into our fat cells without damaging nearby cells.

Non-Surgical Sessions: No Risks

Being non-invasive also means that there is no surgery needed to get the job done. Aside from the tools and equipment, you would also need a good SculpSure technician to properly set up the device to target only the areas that you want targeted. So, make sure you are able to find one in your area. Better yet, work with reputable clinics like Adelaide SculpSure.

Lunch Time Procedure: No Downtimes

SculpSure treatments takes less than an hour to be completed. Some even coin it a “lunch time procedure” since you can just go in the clinic during your break, get the treatment, and head for work before your break is over. Unlike extensive surgical procedures, SculpSure does not require any recovery time, so you can get back and focus on your work immediately after the procedure.

Multiple Applications: No Limits

SculpSure procedures can be done in any part of the body. Whether you want an effective non-invasive fat reduction procedure around your belly or you want to get rid of flabby thighs, you can freely do so with the versatility of SculpSure. The device is capable of targeting various surface areas, from the small nooks of your chin to the big coverage of your stomach. With SculpSure, there are no limits.

Results Last: No Expiry Date

SculpSure procedures take about one to three months of consistent treatments before significant effects can be seen. Although you might have to wait to really see and feel the results, the wait will be all the more worth it considering that the effects are long-lasting. However, this does come with the condition that you take consistent and continued effort to maintain it.

The consistent and continued effort on your part means watching what you eat, following a suitable diet, and of course getting SculpSure treatments based on the recommended frequency of your attending physician.

To really maximise the value of your money when getting SculpSure body contouring treatments, we recommend working with a clinic that does not only have the facilities to conduct the treatments. We highly encourage working with beauty clinics that have accredited SculpSure practitioners, doctors, dieticians and other health workers to ensure your overall health and wellness on your journey to beauty and empowerment.

Bring out your best with Adelaide SculpSure

Adelaide SculpSure is a clinic that offers holistic treatments to give women and men the body and face they have always wanted. Whether you need acne scar treatment or intensive microneedling in Adelaide, we have got you covered.

For quality SculpSure body contouring and non-invasive fat reduction treatments, head on over to our clinic for a consultation. You can also call us to book an appointment. Together with Adelaide SculpSure, you can now bring out your best self.