#bonita * takeda [ stovthearted ] !

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❛ want me to model these for you? ❜ // takeda @ bonita

“Yes, please! You'll look amazing in them, and I'll make sure to repay the favor,” Bonita said, trailing her finger slowly — sensually — down his clothed abdomen. All day she fantasized about him in little more than the shorts she had put in his hands, tantalized by the idea of how his thick thighs would stretch the material just right.

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takeda gonna give bonita another kiss just as she asked. well, he is going to give one more just to be sure.

"Thank you~" Bonita grinned, enjoying every second of this, willing to accept every little kiss her gave her. If there was ever proof she was quite lucky, Takeda's affection was certainly that.

"You're so cute," she praised, pecking his lips sweetly.

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“Not you, Takeda! You’re an angel and I’m happy to have you here.” [ @stovthearted​ ]

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# fifty ways to kiss someone . // @stovthearted​ !

💏+ takeda & bonita + 12 = a kiss... as a yes.

Blinking the sleep from her eyes, Bonita stretched her arms out — startled as she leaned back against what felt like a solid brick wall, completely forgetting that Takeda had come over for dinner last night... she checked the alarm clock and frowned, realizing she had lost complete track of time as the time blinked back 11:07pm.

Okay, so he’d only been over for a few hours. Bonita couldn’t recall the last time she had slept so good — but she didn’t get to fall asleep wrapped up in Takeda’s heavenly arms every single night.

Tugging his arm tighter around her waist as she turned to look at him, she smiled as she noticed he was blinking awake.

“Did I wake you?” she asked, smoothing her hands over his chest as she hooked her leg over his hip so she could retain some balance as she leaned forward to nuzzle her nose against his jaw.

The sleepy kiss she had been anticipating never came, instead in its place was the kind of kiss that could sweep her off her feet if they had been standing up. His enthusiasm drawing a delighted giggle out of her as she kissed him back with as much fervor as she could muster. “I take that as a yes then,” she grinned in between pecks.

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#  CARING FOR SICK MUSES . // @stovthearted​ !

‘ that cough does not sound good. ’ takeda @ bonita

“It’s nothing, I just had to clear my throat,” she told him, insistent because she feared the moment she admitted she was sick would be the moment the symptoms came down hard.

“I have an exhibition to prepare for in a month, and our date to that event you’ve been looking forward to is next week. I really don’t have time to be sick right now,” she grumbled, as though a cold was something she could just schedule.

 Carefully setting her paintbrush aside, Bonita ‘cleared’ her throat again, no matter how much it sounded like a little cough. Then rested her hands on her hips and squinted her eyes at Takeda, “now please tell me I sound as wonderful as usual.”

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# 𝐟. 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. // @stovthearted​ !

❛ hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you. ❜ // takeda @ bonita

A slow smirk spread across her carefully painted lips, very pleased to hear that her plan was working all according to plan. Straddling his legs, Bonita had made herself very comfortable sitting on his lap as she read a magazine — or at least pretended to. She couldn’t confidently recount what any of the articles or advertisements were about, because her mind had been stuffed full with only the thought of how warm and large his hands felt against her thighs. It was always so nice to be the center of his attention, distracting him from whatever was playing on the TV.

“D’you think you deserve a kiss, love?” she asked as she finally put the magazine away. Her fingers stroking the hair at the nape of his neck, so gentle and tender with the large man beneath her.