#ch: queen victoria

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wedding gowns in period dramas [2/?]

natalie portman as anne boleyn in the other boleyn girl (2008) phoebe dynevor as daphne bridgerton in bridgerton (2020-) jenna coleman as queen victoria in victoria (2016-2019) kirsten dunst as marie antoinette in marie antoinette (2006)

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The British Connection - ch. 12**

Summary: Grace Mallory makes a reluctant Billy Butcher and The Boys team up with an MI6 operative sent over from London to track down a dangerous supe killing people on both sides of the pond. Billy is being his usual arsehole self but maybe opposites attract?

It's 14 chapters and complete and 'll be posting a new chapter every day

Warnings: canon typical violence, smut, fluff, Butcher being his usual grumpy and unreasonable self, nasty supes, guns etc.

“Fuck,” Eve sighed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, “That’s the second time you’ve seen me cry in three days, Billy.”

“Don’t worry about it, you’ve had a rough time of it,” Butcher gave her shoulder another squeeze and on impulse he bent down and kissed the top of her head resting on his shoulder. “And I like how you’ve started callin’ me ‘Billy’. Am I growing on you darlin’? No more ‘Butcher’?” 

“I guess we’re on a first name basis now,” Eve said and sat up straight again, lifting her head from his shoulder, Butcher kept his hand on her shoulder so that she still sat close to him. His big hand was comforting as he held her and she could feel the warmth radiating off his body where they touched. 

“Ye, I’m not calling you ‘Genevieve’, darlin’, “ he chuckled and Eve smiled. 

“Only my grandparents called me ‘Genevieve’, it’s just ‘Eve’.” 

“Eve, I can do, nice and simple.” 

Eve looked up at him and gave him another smile before she put her hand on his hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“Thanks for being human for a bit, Billy,” she said and stood up as she let go of his hand. Butcher watched her move over to the monitor, adjusting one of the dials before she stretched, arms over her head and yawning big.

Billy scooted his chair back in position and grabbed the thermos on the console. 

“Coffee? Might do you some good, luv.”  

“Thanks, that would be great.” 

Butcher pulled out a couple of paper cups and poured the coffee for them. 

“I’ve gotta tell ya, all those names you’ve got, a load of bollocks. Why would anyone ever do that to a wee one?”

“Tradition, I guess,” Eve said as she twisted herself to stretch her back muscles, “Genevieve was my great grandmother, apparently she was a lady-in-waiting to Queen Victoria so I guess they wanted to keep that tradition,” Eve snorted loudly. “Horatia was my other great grandmother, a family name so apparently that one just had to be included. Daphne was my mother’s name so I guess that’s the most normal one.”  

She sat down again, propping her feet up on the console, “I’m just grateful Genevieve can be shortened to Eve. Most people only know me as Eve Edwards.” 

“Ye, Eve’s not too bad, the rest of them you can get rid of I reckon,” Butcher said, handing her a mug of coffee.   

“Thanks Billy,” She accepted it gratefully, “I’m guessing you’re really ‘William’?” 

“Ye, but that one doesn’t get used a lot. Generally, only when I’m in real trouble,” he chuckled with a mischievous grin at Eve. 

“So all the time then?” Eve smirked, poking his side with her finger and he swatted it away with a smile. 

“I stay out of trouble, I only get into trouble when I want to, like with you,” He gave her a look that made her stomach fill with butterflies, his double meaning plainly obvious. 

“You’re flirting again, Billy,” she said, feeling herself blush as Billy turned in his chair and leaned forward, his elbows on his knees so that he was closer to her, “You were going to keep it serious while we’re on business.”

“We’ve got many hours left, gorgeous, let me entertain us a little at least,” he said, his voice lower now, as he reached out and caught her jaw in his big hand the way he’d done at the office. The pad of his thumb grazed across her bottom lip again and it sent sparks down to her core, making her press her thighs together. 

Eve swallowed hard and found herself unable to look away from Billy’s dark eyes as he smiled at her. He was moving his chair closer again and she saw his eyes linger on her lips before looking up at her again. His thumb left her lip and he ran it along her jawline, sliding down over her throat as his big hand grabbed the back of her neck. Eve felt as if her heart was about to either stop or break out of her chest.

Only the sudden crackle of one of the monitors broke the tension as they both turned to look at the dark hotel room. Nothing moved in the room but Butcher dropped his hand from Eve’s neck and turned his attention to the dials, adjusting one to brighten the screen. 

For a few minutes they intently watched all monitors, scanning them for any sign of McKay, but nothing showed. Eventually Butcher leaned back in his chair again. 

“Alright, I’ll keep it serious,” he said, “no more flirting. For now”. The last was said with a smirk and Eve felt herself exhale slowly, feeling the tension in the van simmer down. Billy’s attention seemed to have a dangerous effect on her and she felt it cloud her judgement, breaking her will to stay alert. 

But now Billy seemed true to his word. As they settled in for the rest of the night he stayed away from any suggestive topics, instead he told stories about the different supes they’d managed to take down, letting her know he really had no love for any of them. 

Finally eight am came around and there was a light tap on the door of the van. Eve slid it open and let Frenchie and Kimiko in to take over the shift. As Butcher and Eve got their things together, Frenchie updated them on how he was planning to get hold of the equipment needed to incapacitate McKay. 

“Alright,” Butcher said to him, “If you need to leave for the supplies, get MM and Hughie to cover your shift here.” 

He slid the door of the van open and let Eve out.

“Get in touch if anythin’ happens, we’ll be back tonight, hopefully we can get that fucker then. He’s got to return some time.” 

“Qui, Monsieur Charcuterie,” Frenchie snapped a sloppy salute and closed the door behind them. 

Butcher and Eve got into the car on the quiet street and Butcher started it up, pulling away from the curb. 

“Now that we’re off the clock, darlin’,” he grinned, glancing over at Eve as he turned the first corner, “how about some more flirting?” 

“Jesus, Billy,” Eve laughed, “We’ve just pulled an all-nighter and I’m betting you’re as hungry and tired as I am, and you’re still in the mood for flirting?” 

“Like I told you yesterday, you’re gorgeous when you scowl at me so I’m gonna keep teasin’ you.” Butcher reached over and grabbed her hand and put it on his thigh, where it had been yesterday in the car. “And this time you can go higher, darlin’,” he winked at her. 

Eve really did scowl at him this time, as she pulled her hand back from his thigh, but not before making sure she gave his thick muscled leg a good squeeze that made him jump and chuckle. 

“Alright, I hear you, breakfast then. Let me take you out for breakfast at least?” Butcher asked, keeping his eyes on the road as they headed down FDR back towards downtown. 

“Breakfast sounds good but I want to change out of my clothes first, I feel all rumpled after all those hours on the chair.” “The diner I ‘ad in mind is near your flat, we can park in your street, it’s just round the corner.” 

The morning traffic was heavy, but eventually Butcher pulled up in front of Eve’s building. They got out and she led Butcher through the doors and into the lobby. She automatically went for the stairs, as was her habit, but Butcher thumbed at the lift in the lobby. 

“Is it broken?” he asked. 

“No, I just like taking the stairs, exercise and all that”, she replied. 

Butcher just scoffed and walked over to the lift and pressed the call button. Eve started up the stairs, “I’ll see you up there, that thing is going to take forever”. 

“Come on, keep me company then, luv. I’ll be lonely in there” he called back at her with a cheeky grin.  

“No”, she called back, already halfway up the first floor, but she couldn’t help smiling to herself. The heavy flirting they’d been doing ever since they got back from D.C., and his irreverent charm, was starting to work on her against her better judgement. 

When Butcher reached the 6th floor a few minutes later Eve was waiting for him in the hallway with an exaggerated look of someone who’s been waiting aeons. 

“Finally!” she mocked as the door slid open and he stepped out. 

“Miss me much, darlin’?” he chuckled and swaggered towards her with his arms outstretched. 

Eve scoffed at him as she turned and led him to the door of the small flat. Unlocking it she let them both in and closed the door. The place seemed even smaller with Butcher present and he sidestepped into the kitchen doorway to make room for her to pass through to the combined bed and living room. She grabbed a clean t-shirt and jeans from her open suitcase on the floor and headed to the bathroom to change, dumping her old clothes in the hamper. 

From the kitchen she heard Butcher give an excited exclamation. 

“Oi, luv!” he called and she turned so that she could look out from the bathroom. He’d stuck his arm out from the kitchen and was eagerly shaking her box of Yorkshire Gold. 

“Make us a cup, won’t ya? It’s been ages since I had a proper brew.” He actually had a genuine smile on his face, dimples and everything. She laughed at his excitement and went over to the kitchen. 

“Let’s have a proper brew” she said, mimicking the ad as she poured water into a saucepan and set it on the small induction stove.

“I haven’t seen Yorkshire Tea anywhere ‘round here, where’d you find it?” he asked. 

“I brought it with me, never leave home without it,” she laughed. “How British eh?” 

“Bloody right too”, Butcher scoffed. “The tea here is rubbish. Nothin’ but fruit teas and ‘erbals. ‘S like drinking perfume. I’ve been forced to start drinking’ coffee just because of it.”

“To be fair,” Eve got a couple of mugs down from the cupboard, “their coffee is a hell of a lot better than back home”. Butcher nodded in agreement and watched her drop tea bags in the mugs and pour on the now boiling water and mash them around for a minute. 

“Milk? Sugar?” 

“Only milk, ta, luv” he replied. 

She got the milk from the small fridge and let him help himself before adding some to her own. Butcher leaned back against the counter and cautiously sipped from the mug, letting out a low murmur of content as he swallowed the hot liquid. 

“That’s nice, that’s really nice, tastes just right” he mused and took another sip. 

Eve leaned back against the counter opposite from him and smiled at the domestic scene. The familiar taste of the tea, the warmth in her stomach and the comfortable silence that usually settled once everyone started sipping their tea. Even with Butcher the drink seemed to work its magic and he visibly relaxed, shoulders dropping, the usually permanent frown on his forehead disappeared.

“You know, the only thing missing”, Butcher said and looked up, “is a biscuit or two. One of them lil’ Hobnobs or Ginger Nuts, never seen ‘em over here either”. 

Eve smiled, “Did you smell them, Billy?” she asked and pointed at the cupboard behind him. “Top shelf”. 

He put down his mug and turned around, opening the cupboard.

“Well, well, will you look at that” he exclaimed and pulled out a box of biscuits. “The ones with chocolate on them and everything “. He pulled open the box and shook out two Hobnobs. “You’re a star,” he said, smiling at Eve, offering her one of the biscuits. 

“I was saving them for a special occasion or a particularly bad day of being homesick,” she smiled back at him, accepting the biscuit, “But whom am I to deny a countryman in need?” 

Butcher chuckled again and chased down his biscuit with a swig of tea and reached for a second one. 

They shared a few more biscuits in comfortable silence before both their mugs were empty and Eve put them in the sink. Butcher disappeared into the bathroom and Eve went to find a clean jumper. 

In the bathroom Butcher did his business and then stood in front of the cabinet, having a quick inner battle with himself before gently opening the door for a peek inside. It was an old and bad habit but people kept all sorts of secrets in their bathroom cabinets and he wanted to know more about Eve. 

On the first shelf was her electric toothbrush and toothpaste, along with a small first aid kit, deodorant, hair brush and some elastic bands for her hair. On the second shelf was a number of small glass bottles with chemical sounding names he couldn’t understand. He picked one and looked at the clear liquid inside, none the wiser. Carefully putting it back he looked at the top shelf and spotted a two tone coloured egg shaped object. He picked it up and felt the light weight in his hand, trying to figure out what it was. The egg had a small hole towards its narrower end and the hole had a soft ring around the edge. 

Eve was on the sofa in a clean jumper, typing on her laptop, when Butcher walked out of the bathroom. 

“What's this?” he asked, holding the egg in his hand. 

Eve looked up and spluttered. 

“Butcher! What the fuck?!” She jumped up and reached for the object but he was too quick and with a cheeky grin held it up above his head. He was already much taller than her, with his hand outstretched she stood no chance in reaching up to grab it and he knew it. And she wasn’t fucking jumping for it!  

“You’re going through my things now? I give you my tea and my biscuits and this is how you repay me?!” Eve was half way between actually angry with him but also trying to stifle her laughter. 

“I’ll give it back if you tell me what it is,” he said looking up at the egg-shaped object, “I’m racking my brain here.” 

“You really don’t know what it is?” Eve said with a doubtful look. She couldn’t quite tell if he was being serious or taking the piss, the usual Butcher style. 

“A shaver, maybe?” he guessed, weighing it in his hand again. 

“Give it to me and I’ll show you,” Eve sighed and put out her hand, “If you don’t know you’ll never guess”. 

Butcher handed her the object and she took his hand in hers, stretching it out and placing the round hole against the pad of his thumb. Maybe this was a bad idea, pushing the flirting with Butcher a step too far. But she pushed the metal shape on top of the object and Butcher felt light tension against his thumb, his brow furrowed in confusion. She pressed the button a few more times and the tension grew on his thumb, suction was being created, pulling the flesh of his thumb up towards the hole.

“Now do you get it?” she asked, watching his face for a glimmer of comprehension. It took him a few seconds and then he gave her a wicked grin. 

“Bet I can do that a lot better” he leered, not a trace of embarrassment on his face.

“I bet you think you can,” Eve rolled her eyes and turned off the sex toy, removing it from his hand. She tossed it onto the sofa behind her. Butcher was grinning far too widely and closed the already small gap between them, stepping well inside her personal sphere. 

“I really think I can, luv,” he whispered, bending down so that his mouth brushed against her ear and his warm breath tickled her neck. It made her give an involuntary shiver and he noticed. She tried stepping away but somehow her legs were not working right now and he took her immobility as a sign to continue and touched his lips to the soft skin below her ear, lightly kissing her neck and causing goosebumps to break out. A small sigh escaped her and she felt, more than heard, Butcher smile. 

His beard gently tickled her skin as he moved his lips up over her jaw and reached her mouth. She fought with the rational side of her mind against the side that just wanted to give in and pull him on to the bed, it was only a few shorts steps away in the small room. But his lips were warm and soft on her mouth and his hands were on her waist now, finding the delicate skin between her jeans and her jumper, resisting became harder. And his kisses grew heated, pushing against her still closed lips. With a sight , she parted them for him and his tongue slipped in, finding hers and tasting it eagerly. 

He felt too good, his warm, firm body pressed up against hers, his calloused hands grabbing at her waist and pulling her closer. Without even really thinking she reached up and put her arms around his neck, pushing her fingers into the thick hair at the back of his head and letting her whole body arch into his. He grumbled low into her mouth and one of his hands slid up her back under her jumper, leaving trails of warmth across her skin as he caressed it. Her kisses were more eager now, her tongue slipped into his mouth, tasting the tea and the chocolate from before. 

A moment of clarity hit her and she pulled away from him, putting her hands flat on his chest and pushing him back. He stopped kissing her and looked down with a frown but his hands were still firmly around her waist and she could feel the extra heat radiating off him. 

“This really isn’t a good idea” she said, shaking her head to clear the feeling his kisses had built up inside her. 

He bent down towards her neck again.

“Why not, gorgeous?” he said in a low voice and kissed her soft skin. He had clearly figured out that this made her feel very good and he was taking advantage of it. His teeth nipped at the sensitive skin and she had to bite her lips to catch the moan. ”It feels good, for both of us I think”, he continued, between light kisses and nibbles on her neck. 

To make matters worse he let his hand slide up the side of her body, caressing the skin up towards her bra, letting his fingertips brush across her nipple when he reached it. She felt her throat constrict at the touch. 

“We should focus on the job at hand, Butcher. Not get involved with colleagues.” She sighed as his fingers brushed her nipple again with a bit more force as he continued to kiss and tickle her neck with his lips and beard. “But you’re making it very, very hard,” she moaned as he pulled her in close again and let his tongue slip inside her open mouth. 

She really had no will to resist him, his lips pressed up against hers in a way that made her insides flutter. 

He chuckled against her mouth and pulled away a little, looking into her eyes.

“We know we’re not getting any further on the job today and MM or Frenchie will give us a bell if something goes down,” He let his hands slide down towards her waist and further, down to the back of her thighs, “Until then, we can enjoy the end of this lil’ dance we’ve been having since you arrived” 

He grabbed her legs and easily picked her up, giving her a wide, mischievous grin, as he wrapped her legs around his waist. She knew he could feel how hot she was where her jeans pressed against the top of his crotch. There was no denying that she wanted this as much as he did, she was just a little bit better at analysing long term consequences. Billy Butcher never thought of the long term consequences of anything, he just did what felt right in the moment. 

Which is what he did now. He crossed the short distance to the bed and laid her down on it, bracing himself over her with both his arms. He looked down at her with that cheeky grin she’d seen so many times. 

“But if you really want me to stop, beautiful, just say the word.”

Her stomach knotted in anticipation of what he wanted to do and how good it would feel. Her brain still tried to find the logical argument to stop this now, but her instinct clearly wanted something else because her hands reached up around his neck and pulled him down without her brain giving any command. He sank down on top of her, holding himself up on one arm so that he didn’t crush her, and found her lips again. This time Eve opened her mouth and kissed him back straight away, her hands slipping into his hair and pulling him closer. His tongue eagerly slipped into her mouth and she felt him slide it over her tongue as she let a moan escape. His kisses were sending jolts of electricity through her and the way the tip of his tongue caressed her own made her ache for more of his touches. 

His free hand moved down to her waist and slipped in under her jumper, pushing it up as he found one of her breasts again, cupping it, letting his thumb slide across her firm nipple. The sensation made her inhale sharply and he did it again as she felt his smile against her lips. He circled the hard peak and every pass made her whimper until he grabbed her whole breast with his big hand and kneaded it, relishing the feel of the warm, firm flesh. 

The whole length of his body was pressed firmly against her now and she could feel the bulge in his jeans straining against her thigh. As she shifted her legs to give him space, she felt him push her hips open and his erection pressed against her core. From his mouth came a low rumble as he pushed against her, the fabric of his jeans creating friction between them. His hand left her breast, grabbed her hip and pulled her closer to his cock, bearing down on her pussy through the fabric of their trousers, grinding against her with heavy breaths.  

She moved her hands from his hair and down to the neck of his shirt, wanting to feel more of his hot skin and that body that felt so good against hers. The buttons were stubborn and her concentration was faltering as Butcher continued to grind into her pussy and work his lips down along her neck. Every now and then he’d nip at the sensitive skin with his teeth and then kiss the spot with his open mouth, making her shiver every time. 

Finally the buttons came undone, Butcher lifting himself up a little to help her reach the last ones before she could push it over his shoulders. He shook it over one arm and then the other before tossing it to the floor and reaching for the hem of her jumper, pushing it up over her head and letting it fly the same way as his shirt. He stopped short at the sight of her black bra, her nipples clearly pushing against the thin fabric, letting his hand slide over both breasts, tweaking her nipples as he went. Her moans made him grin down at her. 

“And you thought this was a bad idea, luv,” he said, continuing to caress the silk of her bra, teasing her with his fingers.

“I still think it's a bad idea,” she gasped as he gave her right nipple some extra attention by slipping his fingers inside the cup of the bra and finding her warm skin, “I’m just choosing to ignore long term conseque…” her last word trailed off because Billy had pushed down the fabric of her bra and enclosed her nippled with his mouth, playing with it and letting his tongue roll around it.

“Oh god, Butcher,” she groaned. 

“Just Billy will do, darlin’ ”, he smirked as he sat up slightly and slipped the bra straps over her shoulders, unhooking it at the back. It went the same way as the shirts. He propped himself up on one elbow and continued to kiss and nibble at her breasts with his mouth but now his free hand was making little circles on her skin, moving down towards the top of her jeans. 

Her skin was smooth and warm under his touch and he enjoyed how every little nip at her sensitive areas made her twitch and moan. She couldn’t hide that what he was doing made her feel good and he wanted to make her moan louder. His jeans were becoming uncomfortably tight across his groin and he wanted to take them off, feel her hands and eyes on him as she stroked it. 

His hand reached her jeans and he undid the button and pushed down the zipper before letting his hand trail down below the fabric. He felt a shiver run through her body and she arched her back slightly up towards his hand. His fingers reached the top of her underwear and he toyed with the edge of it, letting his fingers slip under it and then pulling back, teasing her as her breath caught in her throat. He could feel his fingers touch the top of her opening as they slid under the fabric, she was burning hot. She started squirming under his touch. 

“Take them off, Billy,” she groaned, her hands pulling at his hair. 

He looked up at her, leaving her breasts damp from his kisses, and she pulled his face closer to hers, kissing him with her open mouth on his lips. He slipped his tongue inside her and let his fingers slide under the fabric again, and deeper down, into her slit, touching the top of her clit. She moaned, louder this time, against his mouth and pushed herself against his fingers. 

“Easy, luv” he mumbled, letting his fingers gently slide across her most sensitive area, gaining more loud moans from her, it was slick with wetness and his cock started aching. He had to get out of these jeans. As he pulled his hand away from her pussy she looked up at him again, her usually green eyes were dark, the pupils nearly fully open.

“I think there was something in the tea,” she smiled at him, “this can’t be all you, making me feel like I’m about to melt.”

“S’all me, beautiful”, he said, “but you are melting,” he held up his two fingers coated in her juice. 

Eve grabbed hold of his wrist and stuck her tongue out, giving his fingers a small lick before she took them in her mouth, sucking them clean. It was Billy’s turn to moan now as her tongue slid down and then up his fingers. He could practically feel her tongue on his cock and it strained a bit more painfully against his jeans. 

“I need to shed these trousers, luv,” he whispered and pushed himself up and off the bed. 

She followed him into a sitting position and reached and grabbed his belt buckle, pulling him close as he stood next to the bed. Billy looked down on her, the light from the one lamp in the room was on her red waves, even more unruly than usual after squirming on the bed. He wanted to grab that hair and pull her into position but instead he gently laced his fingers through it, caressing her hair and waiting for her to unbuckle his belt. 

Her hands let it fall to the side and swiftly undid both the button and the zipper of his black jeans, exposing his boxers underneath. They were straining against his erection but just to have the jeans off made him feel relieved. She pushed the jeans down, leaving his boxers in place and he steadied himself on her as he stepped out of them. Eve’s fingers ran along the edge of the boxers and as he watched she slowly pulled them down, letting the elastic graze over his hard cock, his moan coming from deep inside his chest. She looked up at him at the sound and gave him a grin.

“Nice to hear I’m not the only one moaning here,” she said, starting to caress him and place small kisses along his cock. That drew another moan from him, louder this time, cutting off any answer he was trying to formulate. He could only watch her trail a few fingers along the length of his cock, teasing him and letting his breath hitch as her nails tickled along the length. 

“Luv, you’re killing me here,” Billy groaned. 

The sight of her mouth so close to the head of his cock was more than he could take. He wanted to grab her head and firmly guide her mouth on to it and watch it slide between her lips. His grip tightened in her hair and she knew what he wanted.

Looking up at him again she let her tongue slowly lick the head, tasting the precum that had formed at the tip. Gently at first, she only licked around the edges, but soon she sucked the head into her mouth and let her tongue roll around it, tasting him thoroughly before taking more in, moaning slightly as her lips stretched around his thick form.

Billy watched her take more of his cock into her mouth and tried to stop himself from thrusting his hips into her. His cock was soon slick with her saliva and her wet lips stretched around it as she let it slip in and out, sucking along the length of it, taking it deep in. Her dark eyes were turned up on him and the sight of his hard cock sliding in and out between her red lips made him clench his jaw as he felt the pressure build in his core. The tip of his cock brushed up against the back of her throat and he bit down hard on his lip, breathing deep. Forcing himself to think of Frenchie’s dirty trainers stinking up the office when he kicked them off ,he tried to pull back from the edge. He released his grip on Eve’s waves.

“Slow down, beautiful,” he murmured, pulling himself away from her with effort, “I’m not going to last long if you work me like that.”

“I was thinking about your promise to do a better job than my toy,” Eve said, letting go of his cock and giving him a cheeky smile she knew would set him off. 

“Oh, I will, luv, don’cha worry,” Billy’s grin was huge. He clasped his own hands, flexing out his fingers, like an athlete getting ready for a match, stretching his neck to one side and then the other before grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet. His antiques made her laugh as he pulled her up. Reaching down he slid her already unbuttoned jeans down her legs, along with her underwear, leaving Eve naked in front of him as she kicked them aside. He slowly looked her up and down with a shameless grin before stepping closer to her.

“Eve, darlin, you really are gorgeous,” he murmured and bent his lips to hers, tasting his precum on her, as she opened her mouth to him. She pushed her hands into the hair at the back of his and pulled him closer, sucking in his tongue in a way that made him grip her tighter with a groan. She moaned as she felt him push it against her stomach, the hard shape slick with precum and saliva. 

Billy pulled away from her mouth and cupped her jaw in his big hand, “Lemme know when it feels as good as that thing and I’ll make sure to bring you higher,” he smirked and let his hand slide down her soft skin. 

He found the top of her pussy and he watched her shiver and almost buckle as he slid a finger in between the folds. He slid his other arm around her waist and held her close to him, propping her up. Her pussy was just as wet as before and he found no resistance as he caressed deeper.

“All this dripping wet heat in your cunt just because of me, beautiful,” he chuckled into her ear, his warm breath tickling across her skin. She put her arms around his neck and rested her head against his chest, trying to control her breathing. Billy could hear her moans grow more strained as he continued to slide his finger across her clit, he wasn’t even applying that much pressure yet, but her breathing was becoming laboured. When he thought she was too close to the edge he removed his hand, and she let out a small whine. 

“I told you to take it easy, darlin’.”

“You’re making that bit very difficult,” she stood on her tiptoes to pull him down for a kiss, her mouth pressing against his hot lips as his tongue found hers. She let her hands slip up over his chest, finally getting a good feel of it. His skin was surprisingly smooth with sparse dark hairs that tickled her palms as she caressed him. She could feel scar tissue in a few places and she let her fingers gently explore them as they continued to kiss, his tongue pushing back into her mouth. His hard cock was pushed up against her stomach, and the heat radiated on her skin, she let her hand slip down and grab it but Billy smiled and pulled her hand away. 

“Not yet,” he said, pushing her gently down onto the bed. “Crawl to the top and lay down on your back”, he ordered her and she complied. As she moved up the bed he watched her wet pussy glinting between her legs. It was all he could do to not fall on top of her and fuck her straight away, the sight was beyond tempting and his cock was throbbing.   

Instead he kneeled down onto the bed so that he was still looking down at her outstretched body in front of him. She was laying back on to the pillow at the top of the bed, head cocked slightly to the side as if she was studying him. As he watched she let her right hand slide down between her legs and push them apart, her fingers finding her clit and circling it. Her head fell back with a moan but she pulled herself back and looked up at him again. 

“You’re taking too long, Billy”, she said and put her other hand up towards him, beckoning him down towards her. 

“Just enjoying the view, pet” he growled in a low voice, his eyes not leaving her fingers as they continued to circle her clit. “But stop doing that, I’m gonna do it better”, he smirked and finally bent down onto the bed, pushing her legs apart as he positioned himself between them. His big hands were on her thighs, opening her up to his gaze. Eve groaned as he bent closer and slowly trailed some kisses and nips along the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, moving closer to her dripping centre. She arched her body up, trying to move closer to his mouth, low moans escaping her between her shallow breaths.

“Please, Billy,” she begged. Her hands were in his hair now, trying to pull him closer but he couldn’t be shifted.

“You’re so wet and hot, gorgeous, so sweet tasting,” he murmured, his voice lower than usual as he came closer to her pussy. Grabbing her right leg, he bent it at the knee, pushing it up towards her hip, giving himself better access as he slowly let the tip of his tongue slide up into her fold, finding her swollen clit almost straight away. When he finally touched it Eve shivered violently as if a small orgasm had already rocked her body, her pussy contracted around nothing. Whimpering loudly her fingers were tightening in his hair. He could feel the tension in his scalp and he let himself be pulled closer, his mouth fully in her pussy now. 

Eve felt his tongue work its way down and push inside, exploring how far he could reach, before pulling back and moving back up to her clit. Billy’s movements were unpredictable on her, he licked her with the tip, pushed harder against her clit, making her feel it deep down in her core, used his teeth to pull small sharp groans from her when he nibbled around the edges until he pulled her clit into his mouth and started sucking on it, mimicking the motions of her sex toy. But this was better, this was so much better. He sucked gently at first but as her groans grew louder he increased his pressure. Her hips were pushing against him and he could feel the contractions starting to build in her pussy as he pulled her closer to the edge of her climax. Billy glanced up at her and saw her flushed face thrown back, her neck exposed, her breasts rising rapidly as she moaned his name. 

“Oh Billy, god, I’m so close, so close!” she mumbled almost incoherently through ragged breaths. 

She felt him move his hand up, sliding two fingers into her hot pussy without any resistance, and she was pushed even closer, her pussy contracting around his fingers as he curled them back up, finding that sweet spot just inside her opening. He rubbed against it, adding friction and each movement made her convulse and cry out. 

His mouth was on her clit, sucking it in, she could feel his tongue swirling around it and she moved her hips up against him, willing him to give her more. His fingers were sliding in and out of her, finding that spot deep in her cunt every time. 

She could hear him mumbling against her clit, his voice vibrating through her and as he pushed in a third finger, stretching her pussy, she cried his name. Her body tensed up, pushing her pussy against his mouth and he pushed her over the edge, letting his fingers work her through the climax, wave after wave rolled through her. Billy felt her pussy contract around him like a vice, and her juices soaked his beard. 

A strangled cry escaped her as she arched her body up against his face and then collapsed on the bed. Her breathing was ragged and her chest rose with her deep breaths. Billy softened his hold on her clit but continued to lick her with smooth strokes until she pulled his head up towards her. Her eyes were dark and soft, strands of her red hair were plastered against her flushed cheeks. Billy moved up over her and kissed her soft, warm lips, he knew she could taste herself on him, his beard was damp from it. His hard cock brushed up against her stomach and Eve shivered, the thought of it inside her made her pussy contract again. 

“Come inside me now, Billy” she said and moved her body under him so that his cock was pushed up against her still wet centre. “It feels so good after I come and if you’re good enough, you’ll make me come again” she smiled up at him with a challenge. “Condoms are in the bathroom, you already know your way around there.” 

Billy wasn’t about to turn down a dare like that and he grinned back at her while he pushed off the bed and went to the bathroom. He tore the packet open with his teeth as he walked back to the bed, his hand wrapped around his cock with a sinful look to his eyes. 

“I know I made you come harder than that toy, babe, with just my mouth. You think I can’t make you come just as hard with my cock inside you?” He grinned as he settled himself over her again, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her slit, making her jolt every time he let it slip over her still sensitive clit. He loved seeing it, making her breath deeper as her eyes dropped closed and she leaned her head back, relishing the feeling his cock gave her. 

“Let me feel you inside me, Billy,” she murmured, “please.” 

Billy groaned and looked down between them, the swollen head of his cock was pushed up against her wet opening, spread wide for him. He pushed in the head, feeling her cunt contract around it and he lost control. With a deep growl he pushed his whole length inside her. Slliding up and down her pussy, teasing her, had built up the pressure inside him to a breaking point, he needed to fuck her. Hard. Now. As he thrust inside her he felt her snug walls close around him, squeezing him tight. 

“Ah, luv, Eve, you’re so fucking’ tight,” he moaned, his hands finding her hips and pulling her down on to his shaft. Eve felt him stretch her out and push deep into her, she could only gasp as he bottomed out. He was filling her up, creating friction deep inside her and she felt how his movements stirred something deep inside her, hitting spots that made her cry out as a familiar heat started to build in her core. She grabbed onto his shoulders, digging her nails into his hot skin, needing him to envelop her with his heavy body as he thrust hard into her wet cunt. 

Billy pulled almost all the way out, looking down to see his cock covered in her juice and he bit down hard on his lip. 

“Fuck, fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled and moved down over her, letting her pull him down over her, her pussy contracting around his cock as she wrapped her arms around him and moaned into his ear.

He felt her wrap her legs around his waist, pulling him in again as he pressed his mouth on hers, pulling her tongue into his. He thrust harder again and his groans grew louder, he held a steady pace, trying to not to come too fast, needing to feel her come on his cock first. He pressed his face against her neck, trying to pull her as close as possible, letting his cock slam into her again as she cried out for him. 

Her pussy squeezed him every time he pulled out, almost holding on to him, and when he thrust back in he could feel how deep he sunk in, the wet heat almost impossibly good. She was pressed up against his chest, breathing hard against his neck and ear, moaning his name now, as he slammed his hips into her with increasing pressure. She could feel her orgasm building up inside her again, his cock was adding friction to all the right spots and she groaned, her hands grabbing onto his shoulders.

He lifted himself up and slipped his hand in between their bodies, finding her clit swollen and slick. She gasped as he used his fingers to circle it, making her teether on the edge of a new climax. 

“Darlin’,” he panted, staring down at her with heavy eyelids, his eyes almost black, “I need you to come on my cock, I wanna feel it, need to feel you drench me.”

He felt her pussy contract hard around him at his word and she cried out and dug her fingers into his back. Her climax broke over them both, her pussy squeezing him tight as her body arched up against his chest, her whimpers filling his ears as she came undone under him. He groaned loudly, feeling his own release begin. Grabbing her shoulder with his free hand he pushed his hard cock deep into her as his cum shot out, needing to feel her tight cunt squeeze him dry. He continued to thrust into her slowly relaxing pussy as she came down from her second climax and he pumped the last of himself into her with slower thrusts, his head heavy against her neck, panting hard. 

For a few minutes all that could be heard in the room was their breathing, laboured and slowly calming down. Billy had collapsed on top of her as his arms gave out, he was vaguely aware of not trying to crush her too hard, but she didn’t seem to mind, her arms still around his neck and shoulders. 

Eventually he let himself slip out of her, his cock softening as he grabbed the condom. He pushed his arm underneath her and pulled her over himself, and on to the other side, laying her down on his arm so that he could look down on her. She smiled a small smile at him and reached up to touch the scar above his eye. 

“Definitely better than the toy, but can I keep you on my bathroom shelf?” 

“I doubt it, luv, but I promise to come and play with you whenever you need me,” he said, his face softer than she’d ever seen it. “I run on tea and biscuits for that particular skill set.” His smile was cheeky again as he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips.

Chapter 13

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Tuesday, May 14

BUFFY Spike, this vampire told me you sired him. SPIKE That doesn't mean - BUFFY He said you killed him. Dumped him in a parking lot somewhere. SPIKE And you believe him? Vampires aren't - BUFFY I did follow you last night, and you know what? You didn't look lonely or casual to me. You looked like you were on the prowl. SPIKE You can't know that. BUFFY So, then, tell me. Tell me what happened. You talked to her, then what? SPIKE We talked. That's all I remember. BUFFY All you remember? SPIKE I don't know. I go out. I talk to people or I don't. It's boring. It all bleeds together. BUFFY Well, if you seem to forget that much, then - SPIKE Not that. The taste of human blood. That, I'd remember. BUFFY You were camped out on the hell mouth talking to invisible people. Recently. How can you be sure of - SPIKE No! You are wrong. You've got an accusation from a pile of dust and not a shred of proof. BUFFY So, I'll get some.

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Hello Celta, I think it’s funny as he** that Charles’ second wife (CSW) wants to supplant the first wife in every regard. Karma don’t play girlie, she’s a thousand times as vicious as any b**ch alive. The fact that she seems to care so deeply and desperately about it shows me just how deeply she was invested in removing Diana from Charles life. Just how much they both gaslighted Diana and tried to make her crazy making. Just how much she hated Diana. Please don’t ever change, CSW. Don’t change. The fact that she’s having a hard time even contemplating letting go, shows us again how deeply her negative emotions towards Diana were ingrained for so many years. It reminds me of Meghan’s control of Harry. She keeps on flipping the switch that engages that part of his reptilian brain to hate and envy William and to covet everything that’s rightfully his. They are two peas in a pod, Meghan and CSW. And the best part? Karma has now activated for them both, by the passing of one great lady, QEII who held their futures in the balance. Perhaps they both have the same trajectory, who knows? They both ignored the golden rule, don’t wish for others, what you don’t wish for yourself. It’ll be fun to see how this plays out.

On another concerning note. The Commonwealth Games are in peril. Both Australia and Canada have both pulled plans to host the 2026 and 2030 Games respectively. Both countries cite the cost of hosting the games as the reason. It seems the Commonwealth itself is collapsing at a much faster rate than we anticipated. Yet Charles twiddles his thumbs, holidaying up in Scotland, wearing the kilts that William supposedly refuses to appropriate. Hahaha lol. Yes Charles, let’s focus on the little things while the world collapses in upon us, and the ar**hole son and the much admired Tungsten wife wreak havoc down upon us. BTW Northywitch a YouTube tarot reader with some accuracy says that she feels the overseas duo with do something very stupid, like stage another security scare. Harry knows he’ll lose his bid to get IPP. She said the same before the NY car chase before it happened. She feels they will pull another stunt, either in Düsseldorf or Asia. I hope they know how the Europeans and Asians deal with threats. I wouldn’t want to test it. Lol. Plus I believe M15 and M16 have eyes on them.

Hi AnonymousRetired,

Camilla does seem to be set on a path of petty revenge and trying to supplant Diana. I wish she wouldn't, as it would be much better for her if she rose above it/let it go and concentrated on building her own legacy as Queen Consort, but you can't dictate what other people do, so all we can do is watch and wait for the fallout.

Harry and Meghan pulling another stupid stunt overseas would not surprise me, as it would get them the attention they both seem to crave. I hope they are called out for it if it happens, the same as their last stupid stunt (the car chase) was called out.

There has been quite a bit of discussion here in Australia about Victoria (a state) pulling out of hosting the Commonwealth Games. I believe it when they say it was for economic reasons. I hope some other country can step up and host the games, as otherwise it will be a big disappointment for the athletes.

I don't think the Commonwealth of Nations is falling apart. It seems to be going strong. What I do see is quite a few nations who are part of the Commonwealth and who have King Charles as their head of state becoming a republic over the next 10 - 20 years and rejointing the Commonwealth as an independent nation, like most of the member nations (the Commonwealth of Nations has 56 nations as its members, of which 15 have King Charles as their Head of State - the others have different monarchs or are republics). I can also see more nations joining the Commonwealth who do not have ties with the old British Empire (like Mozambique, Rwanda, Togo and Gabon).

EDITED TO ADD: I just read your post on @honeytothebee where you mention the difference in the feeling For King Charles III as compared to Queen Elizabeth 2 in the Commonwealth realms (the 15 members of the Commonwealth of Nations who have King Charles III as their Head of State). With respect to Australia, I agree with you. In my circle of friends (which is not the whole country, just a small part of it) there was a definite connection to Queen Elizabeth 2 and a feeling of respect, loyalty and love for her. With King Charles III, there is just indifference. I believe that Prince William could inspire a similar affection as was given to his grandmother, if he visits us and if his visit is not sabotaged by opposing interests like in Jamacia. We are currently feeling rather neglected down here (the new King does not consider us worth a visit etc). Other Aussies are free to disagree, of course. I can only speak for myself and my social circle, which is a very small part of the Australian people.

[otmaaromanovas]

Sydney Gibbes' recollection of Ipatiev House when he visited shortly after the murders, as part of the Sokolov inquiry

"The house was battered. The stoves were full of burned objects, and I saw many remainders of burned objects, such as portrait frames, all sorts of brushes and a little basket in which the czarevitch used to keep his brushes. A few things were just scattered around, but I did not see much of their personal belongings.

The emperor used to wear uniform trousers and high boots, which had been often patched, and a soldier's shirt. The czarevitch wore khaki trousers, high boots and a soldier's shirt.

In regard to the rubies you [the interviewer] have shown me, I can state that the imperial family had quite a number of them in their various articles of jewelry. The Grand Duchess Olga had a brooch with similar rubies, which was given to her by Queen Victoria. The sapphires looked very much like fragments of the stone that the emperor had in his ring It was shaped the same way, and I think there is a complete resemblance between them. The emperor wore the ring on the same finger with his wedding ring, and he told me that he could not take it off."

Sydney Gibbes later resided in Asia, before settling in England. He became an Orthodox priest, changing his name to Father Nicholas in honour of the Tsar. He lived and died in Oxford.

SOURCE: The Last Days of the Romanovs, published 1920, George Gustav Telberg, Robert Wilton, Nikolai Sokolov, ch. Examination of Mr. Gibbes

PHOTOS: Tsarevich Alexei with the members of his entourage and their children. Gibbes is on the far left in the back row, stood next to the other tutors. The room believed to have been used by the Grand Duchesses in Ipatiev House, with burnt fragments and cloth on the floor

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Cocoa was an important part of the Aztec culture, and was brought to the West by the Spanish conquistadors under Cortes. Originally as sugar hadn't reached the Americas, the chocolate drink was rather bitter. Eventually sweet tasting hot chocolate was developed and became a high class drink of the aristocracy. Nowadays it is an extremely popular drink for all classes, and is enjoyed in most countries. The European version being rather thick compared to the thin instant stuff popular in the United States. The Spanish pair it with churros, their classic dessert. But it works equally well with waffles. Dating back thousands of years, it was used by the Olmec civilisation of Southern Mexico around 1700 BC. The Mayans and Aztecs, mixed it with chillies and roasted corn to produce a bitter drink. It was the Spanish conquistadors who added sugar and spices to sweeten it. Aztec warriors drank it before going into battle, as the jolt of caffeine it delivered was believed to have restorative powers. Later gaining a reputation as an aphrodisiac, leading to it being locked away by monks. The largest ever cup of hot chocolate was 880 gallons, made by 300 local students working with teachers to produce a pool sized brew. A study by Cornell University has shown that chocolate contains more antioxidants than wine or tea. Potentially reducing the risk of heart disease.WHICH HOT CHOCOLATE IS BEST; We find that Cadbury's is the favourite, simply because most people are used to the taste. Charbonnel is more luxurious but not to everyone's taste. CAN WE HAVE FLAVOURINGS ADDED; Yes we can provide a range of flavoured syrups to go with the chocolate. WHERE CAN I HIRE A HOT CHOCOLATE CART NEAR ME; We supply cocoa carts throughout the full U.K. so we can cover all of your requirements. 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Induction gehen mit Battle Beast auf Tour

INDUCTION – begeben sich im Februar 2024 mit BATTLE BEAST auf Europatour! Die Weihnachtstage liegen zwar noch etwas in der Ferne, die Power-Metal-Durchstarter von INDUCTION überraschen ihre Fans aber bereits frühzeitig mit der Bekanntgabe einer weiteren Europatour! Nachdem sie erst kürzlich unter dem Banner »Nordic Power Metal Titans Tour 2023« mit den Szenegrößen SONATA ARCTICA und STRATOVARIUS unterwegs war, wird die Truppe nun im Februar 2024 mit dem finnischen Sextett BATTLE BEAST im Rahmen dessen »Circus Of Doom«-Tour erneut durch Europa reisen. Als zusätzliche Supportband wird bei den 19 gemeinsamen Konzerten die schwedische Power-Metal-Kombo SAINT DEAMON fungieren. Tickets sind bereits erhältlich; alle Details findet ihr unten! Gitarrist Tim Kanoa Hansen blickt voraus: „Nach unserer letzten Tour, die wir extrem erfolgreich gestalten konnten, freuen wir uns sehr, schon bald erneut in einigen der kürzlich von uns besuchten Städte spielen zu können. Natürlich stehen aber auch Shows in für uns neuen Territorien auf dem Fahrplan. Was ich zudem bereits verraten kann: Wir werden euch kommendes Jahr auf jeden Fall noch mehr neue Musik präsentieren. Also holt am besten direkt euer schickstes Power-Metal-Outfit aus dem Schrank, denn das Tour-Line-up mit BATTLE BEAST und SAINT DEAMON verspricht schon jetzt schweißtreibende Abende!“ »Circus Of Doom Over Europe« w/ BATTLE BEAST, SAINT DEAMON 06.02.2024 DE Köln – Essigfabrik 08.02.2024 LU Luxemburg – Rockhal 09.02.2024 FR Paris – Alhambra 10.02.2024 DE Stuttgart – Im Wizemann (Halle) 11.02.2024 IT Trezzo sull’Adda (MI) – Legend Club 13.02.2024 CH Zürich – Komplex 457 14.02.2024 AT Wien – Szene 15.02.2024 DE München – Muffathalle 16.02.2024 CZ Prag – MeetFactory 17.02.2024 CZ Zlín – Masters of Rock Café 18.02.2024 HU Budapest – Barba Negra 19.02.2024 PL Krakau – Kamienna12 21.02.2024 DE Leipzig – Hellraiser 22.02.2024 DE Hamburg – Markthalle 23.02.2024 DK Kopenhagen – Pumpehuset 24.02.2024 SE Göteborg – Brewhouse 26.02.2024 NO Oslo – John Dee 27.02.2024 SE Huskvarna – Folkets Park 28.02.2024 SE Stockholm – Fryshuset Klubben Weitere kommende INDUCTION-Livetermine: »Too Mean To Die« – Tour 2023 w/ ACCEPT & SONGS OF WHITE LION Präsentiert von Rocks, metal.de, Rock Hard, Spotify, Hard Rock Café, Rock Antenne, Continental Concerts & Napalm Records 12.12.2023 DE Hamburg – Große Freiheit 36 13.12.2023 DE Köln – Carlswerk Victoria 26./27.04.2024 DE Schapen – Mosh ’n‘ May Streamt/sichert euch INDUCTIONs aktuelle Veröffentlichung, ihre digitale »The Power Of Power«-EP, hier: https://induction.afr.link/thepowerofpower Mehr zu »Born From Fire«: ‚Embers‘ OFFIZIELLES MUSIKVIDEO: https://youtu.be/w4UqozmoB1Y ‚Go To Hell‘ OFFIZIELLES MUSIKVIDEO: https://youtu.be/vsUryUofeyY ‚Queen Of Light‘ OFFIZIELLES MUSIKVIDEO: https://youtu.be/Q9fh6zEfkU4 ‚Sacrifice‘ OFFIZIELLES MUSIKVIDEO: https://youtu.be/bMla9nWZ7AU ‚A Call Beyond‘ OFFIZIELLES VISUALIZERVIDEO: https://youtu.be/PbMEpe-P5Fk ‚Set You Free‘ OFFIZIELLES MUSIKVIDEO:https://youtu.be/3RUweV_Tl3w Quelle: Atomic Fire Records Lesen Sie den ganzen Artikel

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Pomeranian Dog Breed Price, Husky For Sale, And Special info

The Pomeranian is a perky and bold toy dog ​​breed with a long coat and distinctive neck ruff that hails from what is now Germany and Poland. Also called a Pom, this breed is generally sociable but can be bossy at times.

Nevertheless, it is extremely loyal to its loved ones and can be an effective guard dog despite its small stature. With proper training, the Pomeranian can make an excellent companion, although this dog is not for everyone.

Families with young children may not be the ideal home for a Pom, but the breed often gets along well with older and calmer children.

History

The Pomeranian takes its name from Pomerania, a region in northern Europe on the coast of the Baltic Sea. It is believed that this was where the dogs were first bred in size from the larger Spitz breeds. The original Pomeranian weighed 20 to 30 pounds – much larger than the Pom we know and love today.

The breed became popular in Great Britain after Queen Victoria fell in love with a Pom while vacationing in Florence, Italy, in 1888. She brought one home with her, and the breed’s popularity took off.

Interest in the breed crossed the Atlantic to the United States, where the first Pomeranian specialty show was held in 1911 at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel. Those earlier Pomeranians had foxier faces than today’s Poms and were more likely to be white, dark, or chocolate.

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So far, only one Pomeranian has won Best in Show at the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. That was BISS/BIS M. Ch. Great Elms Prince Charming II RMX, HOF, won in 1988.

Breed Overview

ORIGIN: Germany/PolandGROUP: ToyWEIGHT: 3 to 7 poundsHEIGHT: 6 to 7 inchesCOAT COLOR: Comes in many colors, though the most common are red, orange, cream, sable, black, brown, and blueCOAT: Long double coatTEMPERAMENT: Bold, alert, lively, affectionateHYPOALLERGENIC: NoLIFE SPAN: 12 to 16 years

Pomeranian Care

Pomeranians require consistent training and regular exercise to be happy, healthy dogs. Their thick coat also requires a fair amount of maintenance.

In addition, owners should be mindful of a Pomeranian in hot weather, as well as predators and any difficult encounters with people or other pets.

Grooming

The Pomeranian has a long, thick double coat that requires frequent grooming. Plan on brushing your Pom’s coat at least weekly to remove loose fur and prevent tangles and mats.

Poms also typically undergo heavy seasonal shedding as the weather changes in the fall and spring, during which you may need to brush several times a week to maintain the loose fur.

A thorough brushing bath roughly every four to six weeks will be needed. At that point, you should also clean your dog’s ears, and you may need to express his anal glands. A groomer’s or vet’s office can do this for you if you are not comfortable with this at home.

You will need to trim your dog’s nails approximately every four to six weeks, especially if you hear them clicking on hard surfaces. And you should aim to brush your teeth ideally every day.

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wedding gowns in period dramas [3/?]

jodie comer as elizabeth of york in the white princess (2017) emma corrin as lady constance chatterly in lady chatterley's lover (2022) claire foy as queen elizabeth in the crown (2016 - 2023) emily blunt as queen victoria in the young victoria (2009)

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The British Connection - ch. 13**

Took me long enough, but this chapter finally has some smut 😄

Cross posting this properly on Tumblr for the first time so it's been scheduled out throughout the day:

The plot follows MI6 agent Eve Edwards as she's assigned to help Billy Butcher and The Boys take down a new type of supe killing politicians on both sides of the pond. Not much fluff in this, plenty of canon typical violence, smut and extreme amounts of Britishness

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“Fuck,” Eve sighed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “That’s the second time you’ve seen me cry in three days, Billy.”

“Don’t worry about it, you’ve ‘ad a rough time of it.” Butcher gave her shoulder another squeeze and on impulse he bent down and kissed the top of her head resting on his shoulder. “And I like how you’ve started callin’ me ‘Billy’. Am I growin’ on you darlin’? No more ‘Butcher’?”

“I guess we’re on a first name basis now,” Eve said and sat up straight again, lifting her head from his shoulder, Butcher kept his hand on her shoulder so that she still sat close to him. His big hand was comforting as he held her and she could feel the warmth radiating off his body where they touched.

“Ye, I’m not callin’ you “Genevieve”, darlin’, “ he chuckled and Eve smiled.

“Only my grandparents called me ‘Genevieve’, it’s just ‘Eve’.”

“Eve, I can do, nice an’ simple.”

Eve looked up at him and gave him another smile before she put her hand on his hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“Thanks for being human for a bit, Billy,” she said and stood up as she let go of his hand. Butcher watched her move over to the monitor, adjusting one of the dials before she stretched, arms over her head and yawning big.

Billy scooted his chair back in position and grabbed the thermos on the console.

“Coffee? Might do you some good, luv.”

“Thanks, that would be great.”

Butcher pulled out a couple of paper cups and poured the coffee for them.

“I’ve gotta tell ya, all those names you’ve got, a load of bollocks. Why would anyone ever do that to a wee one?”

“Tradition, I guess,” Eve said as she twisted herself to stretch her back muscles. “Genevieve was my great grandmother, apparently she was a lady-in-waiting to Queen Victoria so I guess they wanted to keep that tradition,” Eve snorted loudly. “Horatia was my other great grandmother, a family name so apparently that one just had to be included. Daphne was my mother’s name so I guess that’s the most normal one.”

She sat down again, propping her feet up on the console. “I’m just grateful Genevieve can be shortened to Eve. Most people only know me as Eve Edwards.”

“Ye, Eve’s not too bad, the rest of them you can get rid of I reckon.” Butcher said, handing her a mug of coffee.

“Thanks Billy,” She accepted it gratefully. “I’m guessing you’re really ‘William’?”

“Ye, but that one doesn’t get used a lot. Generally, only when I’m in real trouble,” he chuckled with a mischievous grin at Eve.

“So all the time then?” Eve smirked, poking his side with her finger and he swatted it away with a smile.

“I stay out of trouble, I only get into trouble when I want to, like with you.” He gave her a look that made her stomach fill with butterflies, his double meaning plainly obvious.

“You’re flirting again, Billy,” she said, feeling herself blush as Billy turned in his chair and leaned forward, his elbows on his knees so that he was closer to her. “You were going to keep it serious while we’re on business.”

“We’ve got many hours left, gorgeous, let me entertain us a little at least,” he said, his voice lower now, as he reached out and caught her jaw in his big hand the way he’d done at the office. The pad of his thumb grazed across her bottom lip again and it sent sparks down to her core, making her press her thighs together.

Eve swallowed hard and found herself unable to look away from Billy’s dark eyes as he smiled at her. He was moving his chair closer again and she saw his eyes linger on her lips before looking up at her again. His thumb left her lip and he ran it along her jawline, sliding down over her throat as his big hand grabbed the back of her neck. Eve felt as if her heart was about to either stop or break out of her chest.

Only the sudden crackle of one of the monitors broke the tension as they both turned to look at the dark hotel room. Nothing moved in the room but Butcher dropped his hand from Eve’s neck and turned his attention to the dials, adjusting one to brighten the screen.

For a few minutes they intently watched all monitors, scanning them for any sign of McKay, but nothing showed. Eventually Butcher leaned back in his chair again.

“Alright, I’ll keep it serious,” he said, “no more flirting. For now”. The last was said with a grin and Eve felt herself exhale slowly, feeling the tension in the van simmer down. Billy’s attention seemed to have a dangerous effect on her and she felt it cloud her judgement, breaking her will to stay alert.

But now Billy seemed true to his word. As they settled in for the rest of the night he stayed away from any suggestive topics, instead he told stories about the different supes they’d managed to take down, letting her know he really had no love for any of them.

Finally eight am came around and there was a light tap on the door of the van. Eve slid it open and let Frenchie and Kimiko in to take over the shift. As Butcher and Eve got their things together, Frenchie updated them on how he was planning to get hold of the equipment needed to incapacitate McKay.

“Alright,” Butcher said to him, “If you need to leave for the supplies, get MM and Hughie to cover your shift here.”

He slid the door of the van open and let Eve out.

“Get in touch if anythin’ happens, we’ll be back tonight, hopefully we can get that fucker then. He’s got to return some time.”

“Qui, Monsieur Charcuterie,” Frenchie snapped a sloppy salute and closed the door behind them.

Butcher and Eve got into the car on the quiet street and Butcher started it up, pulling away from the curb.

“Now that we’re off the clock, darlin’,” he grinned, glancing over at Eve as he turned the first corner, “how about some more flirting?”

“Jesus, Billy,” Eve laughed, “We’ve just pulled an all-nighter and I’m betting you’re as hungry and tired as I am, and you’re still in the mood for flirting?”

“Like I told you yesterday, you’re gorgeous when you scowl at me so I’m gonna keep teasin’ ya.” Butcher reached over and grabbed her hand and put it on his thigh, where it had been yesterday in the car. “And this time you can go higher, darlin’,” he winked at her.

Eve really did scowl at him this time, as she pulled her hand back from his thigh, but not before making sure she gave his thick muscled leg a good squeeze that made him jump and chuckle.

“Alright, I hear ya, breakfast then. Let me take you out for breakfast at least?” Butcher asked, keeping his eyes on the road as they headed down FDR back towards downtown.

“Breakfast sounds good but I want to change out of my clothes first, I feel all rumpled after all those hours on the chair.”

“The diner I ‘ad in mind is near your flat, we can park in your street, it’s just round the corner.”

…

The morning traffic was heavy but eventually Butcher pulled up in front of Eve’s building. They got out and she led Butcher through the doors and into the lobby. She automatically went for the stairs, as was her habit, but Butcher thumbed at the lift in the lobby.

“Is it broken?” he asked.

“No, I just like taking the stairs, exercise and all that”, she replied.

Butcher just scoffed and walked over to the lift and pressed the call button. Eve started up the stairs, “I’ll see you up there, that thing is going to take forever”.

“Come on, keep me company then, luv. I’ll be lonely in there” he called back at her with a cheeky grin.

“No”, she called back, already halfway up the first floor, but she couldn’t help smiling to herself. The heavy flirting they’d been doing ever since they got back from D.C., and his irreverent charm, was starting to work on her against her better judgement.

When Butcher reached the 6th floor a few minutes later Eve was waiting for him in the hallway with an exaggerated look of someone who’s been waiting aeons.

“Finally!” she mocked as the door slid open and he stepped out.

“Miss me much, darlin’?” he chuckled and swaggered towards her with his arms outstretched.

Eve scoffed at him as she turned and led him to the door of her small flat. Unlocking she let them both in and closed the door. The place seemed even smaller with Butcher present and he sidestepped into the kitchen doorway to make room for her to pass through to the living room. She grabbed a clean t-shirt and jeans from her open suitcase on the floor and headed to the bathroom to change, dumping her old clothes in the hamper.

From the kitchen she heard Butcher give an excited exclamation.

“Oi, luv!” he called and she turned so that she could look out from the bathroom. He’d stuck his arm out from the kitchen and was eagerly shaking her box of Yorkshire Gold.

“Make us a cup, won’t ya? It’s been donkey’s since I had a proper brew.” He actually had a genuine smile on his face, dimples and everything. She laughed at his excitement and went over to the kitchen.

“Let’s have a proper brew” she said, mimicking the ad as she poured water into a saucepan and set it on the small induction stove.

“I ‘aven’t seen Yorkshire Tea anywhere ‘round here, where’d ya find it?” he asked.

“I brought it with me, never leave home without it,” she laughed. “How British eh?”

“Bloody right too”, Butcher scoffed. “The tea here is rubbish. Nothin’ but fruit teas and ‘erbals. ‘S like drinkin’ perfume. I’ve been forced to start drinkin’ coffee just because of it.”

“To be fair,” Eve got a couple of mugs down from the cupboard, “their coffee is a hell of a lot better than back home”. Butcher nodded in agreement and watched her drop tea bags in the mugs and pour on the now boiling water and mash them around for a minute.

“Milk? Sugar?”

“Only milk, ta, luv” he replied.

She got the milk from the small fridge and let him help himself before adding some to her own. Butcher leaned back against the counter and cautiously sipped from the mug, letting out a low murmur of content as he swallowed the hot liquid.

“That’s nice, that’s really nice, tastes just right” he mused and took another sip.

Eve leaned back against the counter opposite from him and smiled at the domestic scene. The familiar taste of the tea, the warmth in her stomach and the comfortable silence that usually settled once everyone started sipping their tea. Even with Butcher the drink seemed to work its magic and he visibly relaxed, shoulders dropping, the usually permanent frown on his forehead disappeared.

“Ya know, the only thing missing”, Butcher said and looked up, “is a biscuit or two. One of them lil’ Hobnobs or Ginger Nuts, never seen ‘em over here either”.

Eve smiled, “Did you smell them, Billy?” she asked and pointed at the cupboard behind him. “Top shelf”.

He put down his mug and turned around, opening the cupboard.

“Well, well, will ya look at tha!” he exclaimed and pulled out a box of biscuits. “The ones with chocolate on them and everythin’ “. He pulled open the box and shook out two Hobnobs. “You’re a star,” he said, smiling at Eve, offering her one of the biscuits.

“I was saving them for a special occasion or a particularly bad day of being homesick” she smiled back at him, accepting the biscuit, “But whom am I to deny a countryman in need?” Butcher chuckled again and chased down his biscuit with a swig of tea and reached for a second one.

They shared a few more biscuits in comfortable silence before both their mugs were empty and Eve put them in the sink. Butcher disappeared into the bathroom and Eve went to find a clean jumper.

In the bathroom Butcher did his business and then stood in front of the cabinet, having a quick inner battle with himself before gently opening the door for a peek inside. It was an old and bad habit but people kept all sorts of secrets in their bathroom cabinets and he wanted to know more about Eve.

On the first shelf was her electric toothbrush and toothpaste, along with a small first aid kit, deodorant, hair brush and some elastic bands for her hair. On the second shelf was a number of small glass bottles with chemical sounding names he couldn’t understand. He picked one and looked at the clear liquid inside, none the wiser. Carefully putting it back he looked at the top shelf and spotted a two tone coloured egg shaped object. He picked it up and felt the light weight in his hand, trying to figure out what it was. The egg had a small hole towards its narrower end and the hole had a soft ring around the edge.

Eve was on the sofa in a clean jumper, typing on her laptop, when Butcher walked out of the bathroom.

“Wha’s this?” he asked, holding up the egg in his hand.

Eve looked up and spluttered.

“Butcher! What the fuck?!” She jumped up and reached for the object but he was too quick and with a cheeky grin held it up above his head. He was already much taller than her, with his hand outstretched she stood no chance in reaching up to grab it and he knew it. And she wasn’t fucking jumping for it!

“You’re going through my things now? I give you my tea and my biscuits and this is how you repay me?!” Eve was half way between actually angry with him but also trying to stifle her laughter.

“I’ll give it back if you tell me what it is,” he said looking up at the egg-shaped object, “I’m racking my brain here.”

“You really don’t know what it is?” Eve said with a doubtful look. She couldn’t quite tell if he was being serious or taking the piss, the usual Butcher style.

“A shaver, maybe?” he guessed, weighing it in his hand again.

“Give it to me and I’ll show you” Eve sighed and put out her hand, “If you don’t know you’ll never guess”.

Butcher handed her the object and she took his hand in hers, stretching it out and placing the round hole against the pad of his thumb. Maybe this was a bad idea, pushing the flirting with Butcher a step too far. But she pushed the metal shape on top of the object and Butcher felt light tension against his thumb, his brow furrowed in confusion. She pressed the button a few more times and the tension grew on his thumb, suction was being created, pulling the flesh of his thumb up towards the hole.

“Now do you get it?” she asked, watching his face for a glimmer of comprehension. It took him a few seconds and then he gave her a wicked grin.

“Bet I can do tha’ alot better” he leered, not a trace of embarrassment on his face.

“I bet you think you can.” Eve rolled her eyes and turned off the sex toy, removing it from his hand. She tossed it onto the sofa behind her. Butcher was grinning far too widely and closed the already small gap between them, stepping well inside her personal sphere.

“I really think I can, luv,” he whispered, bending down so that his mouth brushed against her ear and his warm breath tickled her neck. It made her give an involuntary shiver and he noticed. She tried stepping away but somehow her legs were not working right now and he took her immobility as a sign to continue and touched his lips to the soft skin below her ear, lightly kissing her neck and causing goosebumps to break out. A small sigh escaped her and she felt, more than heard, Butcher smile.

His beard gently tickled her skin as he moved his lips up over her jaw and reached her mouth. She fought with the rational side of her mind against the side that just wanted to give in and pull him on to the bed, it was only a few shorts steps away in the small room. His lips were warm and soft on her mouth and his hands were on her waist now, finding the delicate skin between her jeans and her jumper. His kisses got more intense, pushed against her still closed lips. She parted them for him and his tongue slipped in, finding hers and tasting it eagerly.

He felt too good, his warm, firm body pressed up against hers, his calloused hands grabbing at her waist and pulling her closer. Without even really thinking she reached up and put her arms around his neck, pushing her fingers into the thick hair at the back of his head and letting her whole body arch into his. He grumbled low into her mouth and one of his hands slid up her back under her jumper, leaving trails of warmth across her skin as he caressed it. Her kisses were more eager now, her tongue slipped into his mouth, tasting the tea and the chocolate from before.

A moment of clarity hit her and she pulled away from him, putting her hands flat on his chest and pushing him back. He stopped kissing her and looked down with a frown but his hands were still firmly around her waist and she could feel the extra heat radiating off him.

“This really isn’t a good idea” she said, shaking her head to clear the feeling his kisses had built up inside her.

He bent down towards her neck again.

“Why not, gorgeous?” he said in a low voice and kissed her soft skin. He had clearly figured out that this made her feel very good. His teeth nipped at the sensitive skin and she had to bite her lips to catch the moan.

”It feels good, for both of us I think”, he continued, between light kisses and nibbles on her neck. To make matters worse he let his hand slide up the side of her body, caressing the skin up towards her bra, letting his fingertips brush across her nipple when he reached it. She felt her throat constrict at the touch.

“We should focus on the job at hand, Butcher. Not get involved with colleagues.” She sighed as his fingers brushed her nipple again with a bit more force as he continued to kiss and tickle her neck with his lips and beard. “But you’re making it very, very hard,” she moaned as he pulled her in close again and let his tongue slip inside her open mouth.

She really had no will to resist him, his lips pressed up against hers in a way that made her insides flutter.

He chuckled against her mouth and pulled away a little, looking into her eyes.

“We know we’re not getting any further on the job today and MM or Frenchie will give us a bell if something goes down.” He let his hands slide down towards her waist and further, down to the back of her thighs. “Until then, we can enjoy the end of this lil’ dance we’ve been ‘aving since you arrived”

He grabbed her legs and easily picked her up, giving her a wide, mischievous grin, as he wrapped her legs around his waist. She knew he could feel how hot she was where her jeans pressed against the top of his crotch. There was no denying that she wanted this as much as he did, she was just a little bit better at analysing long term consequences. Billy Butcher never thought of the long term consequences of anything, he just did what felt right in the moment.

Which is what he did now. He crossed the short distance to the bed and laid her down on it, bracing himself over her with both his arms. He looked down at her with that cheeky grin she’d seen so many times.

“But if you really want me to stop, beautiful, just say the word.”

Her stomach knotted in anticipation of what he wanted to do and how good it would feel. Her brain still tried to find the logical argument to stop this now, but her instinct clearly wanted something else because her hands reached up around his neck and pulled him down without her brain giving any command. He sank down on top of her, holding himself up on one arm so that he didn’t crush her, and found her lips again. This time Eve opened her mouth and kissed him back straight away, her hands slipping into his hair and pulling him closer. His tongue eagerly slipped into her mouth and she felt him slide it over her tongue as she let a moan escape. His kisses were sending jolts of electricity through her and the way the tip of his tongue caressed her own made her ache for more of his touches.

His free hand moved down to her waist and slipped in under her jumper, pushing it up as he found one of her breasts again, cupping it, letting his thumb slide across her firm nipple. The sensation made her inhale sharply and he did it again as she felt his smile against her lips. He circled the hard peak and every pass made her whimper until he grabbed her whole breast with his big hand and kneaded it, relishing the feel of the warm, firm flesh.

The whole length of his body was pressed firmly against her and she could feel the bulge in his jeans straining against her thigh. As she shifted her legs to give him space she felt him push her hips open and his erection pressed against her core. From his mouth came a low rumble as he pushed against her, the fabric of his jeans creating friction between them. His hand left her breast, grabbed her hip and pulled her closer to his cock, bearing down on her pussy through the fabric of their trousers, grinding against her with heavy breaths.

She moved her hands from his hair and down to the neck of his shirt, wanting to feel more of his hot skin and that body that felt so good against hers. The buttons were stubborn and her concentration was faltering as Butcher continued to grind into her pussy and work his lips down along her neck. Every now and then he’d nip at the sensitive skin with his teeth and then kiss the spot with his open mouth, making her shiver every time.

Finally the buttons came undone, Butcher lifting himself up a little to help her reach the last ones before she could push it over his shoulders. He shook it over one arm and then the other before tossing it to the floor and reaching for the hem of her jumper, pushing it up over her head and letting it fly the same way as his shirt. He stopped short at the sight of her black bra, her nipples clearly pushing against the thin fabric, letting his hand slide over both breasts, tweaking her nipples as he went. Her moans made him give her a grin.

“And you though’ this was a bad idea, luv” he said, continuing to caress the silk of her bra, teasing her with his fingers.

“I still think it's a bad idea,” she gasped as he gave her right nipple some extra attention by slipping his fingers inside the cup of the bra and finding her warm skin. “I’m just choosing to ignore long term conseque…” her last word trailed off because Butcher had pushed down the fabric of her bra and enclosed her nippled with his mouth, playing with it and letting his tongue roll around it.

“Oh god, Butcher” she groaned.

“Just Billy will do, darlin’ ”, he smirked as he sat up slightly and slipped the bra straps over her shoulders and unhooked it at the back. It went the same way as the shirts. He propped himself up on one elbow and continued to kiss and nibble at her breasts with his mouth but now his free hand was making little circles on her skin, moving down towards the top of her jeans.

Her skin was smooth and warm under his touch and he enjoyed how every little nip at her sensitive areas made her twitch and moan. She couldn’t hide that what he was doing made her feel good and he wanted to make her moan louder. His jeans were becoming uncomfortably tight across his groin and he wanted to take them off, feel her hands and eyes on him as she stroked it.

His hand reached her jeans and he undid the button and pushed down the zipper before letting his hand trail down under the fabric. He felt a shiver run through her body and she arched her back slightly up towards his hand. His fingers reached the top of her underwear and he toyed with the edge of it, letting his fingers slip under it and then pulling back, teasing her as her breath caught in her throat. He could feel his fingers touch the top of her opening as they slid under the fabric, she was burning hot. She started squirming under his touch.

“Take them off, Billy” she groaned, her hands pulling at his hair.

He looked up at her, leaving her breasts damp from his kisses, and she pulled his face closer to hers, kissing him with her open mouth on his lips. He slipped his tongue inside her and let his fingers slide under the fabric again, and deeper down, into her slit, touching the top of her clit. She moaned, louder this time, against his mouth and pushed herself against his fingers.

“Easy, luv” he mumbled, letting his fingers gently slide across her most sensitive area, gaining more loud moans from her, it was slick with wetness and his cock started aching. He had to get out of these jeans. As he pulled his hand away from her pussy she looked up at him again, her usually green eyes were dark, the pupils nearly fully open.

“I think there was something in the tea” she smiled at him, “this can’t be all you, making me feel like I’m about to melt”.

“S’all me, beautiful”, he said, “but you are meltin’ ”, he held up his two fingers coated in her juice. She stuck out her tongue and gave his fingers a small lick and then took them in her mouth, sucking them clean. It was Billy’s turn to moan now as her tongue slid down and then up his fingers. He could practically feel her tongue on his cock and it strained a bit more painfully against his jeans.

“I need to shed these trousers, luv” he whispered and pushed himself up and off the bed.

She followed him into a sitting position and reached and grabbed his belt buckle, pulling him close as he stood next to the bed. Billy looked down on her, the light from the one lamp in the room was on her red waves, even more unruly than usual after squirming on the bed. He wanted to grab that hair and pull her into position but instead he gently laced his fingers through the waves, caressing her hair and waiting for her to unbuckle his belt.

Her hands let it fall to the side and swiftly undid both the button and the zipper of his black jeans, exposing his boxers underneath. They were straining against his erection but just to have the jeans off made him feel relieved. She pushed the jeans down, leaving his boxers in place and he steadied himself on her as he stepped out of them. Eve’s fingers ran along the edge of the boxers and he watched as she slowly pulled them down, letting the elastic graze over his hard cock, his moan coming from deep inside his chest. She looked up at him at the sound and gave him a grin.

“Nice to hear I’m not the only one moaning here”, she said, starting to caress him and place small kisses along his cock. That drew another moan from him, louder this time. He watched her trail a few fingers along the length of his cock, teasing him and letting his breath hitch as her nails tickled along the length.

“Luv, you’re killing me ‘ere” Billy groaned.

The sight of her mouth so close to the head of his cock was more than he could take. He wanted to grab her head and firmly guide her mouth on to it and watch it slide between her lips. His grip tightened in her hair and she knew what he wanted.

Looking up at him again she let her tongue slowly lick the head, tasting the precum that had formed at the tip. Gently at first, she only licked around the edges, but soon she sucked the head into her mouth and let her tongue roll around it, tasting him thoroughly before taking more in, moaning slightly as her lips stretched around his thick form.

Billy watched her take more of his cock into her mouth and tried to stop himself from thrusting his hips into her. His cock was soon slick with her saliva and her wet lips stretched around it as she let it slip in and out, sucking along the length of it, taking it deep in. Her dark eyes were turned up on him and the sight of his hard cock sliding in and out between her red lips made him clench his jaw as he felt the pressure build in his core. The tip of his cock brushed up against the back of her throat and he bit down hard on his lip, breathing deep. Forcing himself to think of Frenchie’s dirty trainers stinking up the office when he kicked them off he tried to pull back from the edge. He released his grip on Eve’s waves.

“Slow down, beautiful,” he murmured, pulling himself away from her with effort. “I’m not going to last long if you work me like tha’ “.

“I was thinking about your promise to do a better job than my toy”, Eve said, letting go of his cock and giving him a cheeky smile she knew would set him off.

“Oh, I will, luv, don’cha worry”, Billy’s grin was huge. He clasped his own hands, flexing out his fingers, like an athlete getting ready for a match, stretching his neck to one side and then the other before grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet. His antiques made her laugh as he pulled her up. Reaching down he slid her already unbuttoned jeans down her legs, along with her underwear, leaving Eve naked in front of him as she kicked them aside. He slowly looked her up and down with a shameless grin before stepping closer to her.

“Eve, darlin, you really are gorgeous,” he murmured and bent his lips to hers, tasting his precum on her, as she opened her mouth to him. She pushed her hands into the hair at the back of his and pulled him closer, sucking in his tongue in a way that made his cock twitch. She moaned as she felt him push it against her stomach, the hard shape slick with precum and saliva.

Butcher pulled away from her mouth and cupped her jaw in his big hand, “Lemme know when it feels as good as tha’ thing and I’ll make sure to bring you higher,” he smirked and let his hand slide down her soft skin.

His hand found the top of her pussy and he watched her shiver and almost buckle as he slid a finger in between her folds. He slid his other arm around her waist and held her close to him, propping her up. Her pussy was just as wet as before and he found no resistance as he caressed deeper down her.

“All this drippin’ wet heat in your cunt just because of me, beautiful,” he chuckled at her. She put her arms around his neck and rested her head against his chest, trying to control her breathing. Billy could hear her moans grow more intense as he continued to slide his finger across her clit, he wasn’t even applying that much pressure yet, but her breathing was becoming laboured. When he thought she was too close to the edge he removed his hand, and she let out a small whine.

“I told you to take it easy, darlin’.”

“You’re making that bit very difficult,” she stood on her tiptoes to pull him down for a kiss, her mouth pressing against his hot lips as his tongue found hers. She let her hands slip up over his chest, finally getting a good feel of it. His skin was surprisingly smooth with sparse dark hairs that tickled her palms as she caressed him. She could feel scar tissue in a few places and she let her fingers gently explore them as they continued to kiss, his tongue pushing back into her mouth. His hard cock was pushed up against her stomach, and the heat radiated on her skin, she let her hand slip down and grab it but Billy smiled and pulled her hand away.

“Not yet,” he said, pushing her gently down onto the bed. “Crawl to the top and lay down on your back”, he ordered her and she complied. As she moved up the bed he watched her wet pussy glinting between her legs. It was all he could do to not fall on top of her and fuck her straight away, the sight was beyond tempting and his cock was throbbing.

Billy kneeled down onto the bed so that he was still looking down at her outstretched body in front of him. She was laying back on to the pillow at the top of the bed, head cocked slightly to the side as if she was studying him. As he watched she let her right hand slide down between her legs and push them apart, her fingers finding her clit and circling it. Her head fell back with a moan but she pulled herself back and looked up at him again.

“You’re taking too long, Billy”, she said and put her other hand up towards him, beckoning him down towards her.

“Just enjoyin’ the view, pet” he growled in a low voice, his eyes not leaving her fingers as they continued to circle her clit. “But stop doing tha’, I’m gonna do it better”, he smirked and finally bent down onto the bed, pushing her legs apart and positioning himself between them, his big hands were on her thighs, opening her up to his gaze. Eve groaned as he bent closer and slowly trailed some kisses and nips along the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, moving closer to her dripping centre. She arched her body up, trying to move closer to his mouth, low moans escaping her between her shallow breaths.

“Please, Billy,” she begged. Her hands were in his hair now, trying to pull him closer but he couldn’t be shifted.

“You’re so wet and hot, gorgeous, so sweet tasting,” he murmured, his voice lower than usual as he came closer to her pussy. Grabbing her right leg, he bent it at the knee, pushing it up towards her hip, giving himself better access as he slowly let the tip of his tongue slide up into her fold, finding her swollen clit almost straight away. When he finally touched it Eve shivered violently as if a small orgasm had already rocked her body, her pussy contracted around nothing. Whimpering loudly her fingers were tightening in his hair. He could feel the tension in his scalp and he let himself be pulled closer, his mouth fully in her pussy now.

Eve could feel his tongue work its way down and push inside, exploring how far he could reach, before pulling back and moving back up to her clit. Billy’s movements were unpredictable on her, he licked her with the tip, pushed harder against her clit, making her feel it deep down in her core, used his teeth to pull small sharp groans from her when he nibbled around the edges of her pussy until he pulled her clit into his mouth and started sucking on it, mimicking the motions of her sex toy. But this was better, this was so much better. He sucked gently at first but as her groans grew louder he increased his pressure. Her hips were pushing against him and he could feel the contractions starting to build in her pussy as he pulled her closer to the edge of her climax. Billy glanced up at her and saw her flushed face thrown back, her neck exposed, her breasts rising rapidly as she moaned his name.

“Oh Billy, god, I’m so close, so close!” she mumbled almost incoherently through ragged breaths.

She felt him move his hand up, sliding two fingers into her hot pussy without any resistance, and she was pushed even closer, her pussy contracting around his fingers as she felt him curl them back up, finding that sweet spot just inside her opening. He rubbed against it, adding friction and each movement made her convulse and cry out.

His mouth was on her clit, sucking it in, she could feel his tongue swirling around it and she moved her hips up against him, willing him to give her more. His fingers were sliding in and out of her, finding that spot deep in her cunt every time.

She could hear him mumbling against her clit, his voice vibrating through her and as he pushed in a third finger, stretching her pussy, she cried out his name. Her body tensed up, pushing her pussy against his mouth and he pushed her over the edge, letting his fingers work her through the climax, wave after wave rolled through her. Billy felt her pussy contract around him like a vice, and her juices soaked his beard.

A strangled cry escaped her as she arched her body up against his face and then collapsed on the bed. Her breathing was ragged and her chest rose with her deep breaths. Billy softened his hold on her clit but continued to lick her with smooth strokes until she pulled his head up towards her. Her eyes were dark and soft, strands of her red hair were plastered against her flushed cheeks. Billy moved up over her and kissed her soft, warm lips, he knew she could taste herself on him, his beard was damp from it. His hard cock brushed up against her stomach and Eve shivered, the thought of it inside her made her pussy contract again.

“Come inside me now, Billy” she said and moved her body under him so that his cock was pushed up against her still wet centre. “It feels so good after I come and if you’re good enough you’ll make me come again” she smiled up at him with a challenge.

Billy wasn’t about to turn down a dare like that and he grinned back at her while he took his cock in his hand and found her pussy with its tip.

“I know I made you come harder than that toy, babe, with just my mouth. You think I can’t make you come just as hard with my cock inside you?” His grin promised that he was prepared to back up his words, rubbing his cock up and down her slit, making her jolt every time he let it slip over her still sensitive clit. He saw it and he enjoyed it, making her breath deeper as her eyes dropped closed and she leaned her head back, relishing the feeling his cock gave her.

“Let me feel you inside me, Billy,” she murmured, “please.”

Billy groaned and looked down between them, the swollen head of his cock was pushed up against her wet opening, spread wide for him. He pushed in the head, feeling her cunt contract around it and he lost control. With a deep growl he pushed his whole length inside her. Slliding up and down her pussy, teasing her, had built up the pressure inside him to a breaking point, he needed to fuck her. Hard. Now. As he thrust inside her he felt her snug walls close around him, squeezing him tight.

“Ah, luv, Eve, you’re so fuckin’ tight,” he moaned, his hands finding her hips and pulling her down on to his shaft. Eve felt him stretch her out and push deep into her, she could only gasp as he bottomed out. He was filling her up, creating friction deep inside her and she felt how his movements stirred something deep inside her, hitting spots that made her cry out as a familiar heat started to build in her core. She grabbed onto his shoulders, digging her nails into his hot skin, needing him to envelop her with his heavy body as he thrust his hard cock into her wet cunt.

Billy pulled almost out, looking down to see his cock covered in her juice and he bit down hard on his lip. “Fuck, fuck, you’re so wet,” he gasped and moved down over her, letting her pull him down over her, her pussy contracting around his cock as she wrapped her arms around him and moaned into his ear.

He felt her wrap her legs around his waist, pulling him in again as he pressed his mouth on hers, pulling her tongue into his. He thrust harder again and his groans grew louder, he held a steady pace, trying to not to come too fast, needing to feel her come on his cock first. He pressed his face against her neck, trying to pull her as close as possible, letting his cock slam into her again and she cried out for him.

Her pussy squeezed him every time he pulled out, almost holding on to him and when he thrust back in he could feel how she contracted around him again. She was pressed up against his chest, breathing hard against his neck and ear, moaning his name now, as he slammed his hips into her with increasing pressure. She could feel her orgasm building up inside her again, his cock was adding friction to all the right spots and she groaned, her hands grabbing onto his shoulders.

He lifted himself up and slipped his hand in between their bodies, finding her clit swollen and slick. She gasped as he used his fingers to circle it, making her teether on the edge of a new climax.

“Darlin’,” he panted, staring down at her with heavy eyelids, his eyes almost black, “I need you to come on my cock, I wanna feel it, need to feel you drench me,”

He felt her pussy contract hard around him at his word and she cried out and dug her fingers into his back. Her climax broke over her, her pussy squeezing him tight as her body arched up against his chest, her whimpers filling his ears as she came undone under him. He groaned loudly, feeling his own release begin. Grabbing her shoulder with his free hand he pushed his hard cock deep into her as his cum shot out, needing to feel her tight cunt squeeze him dry. He continued to thrust into her slowly relaxing pussy as she came down from her second climax and he pumped the last of himself into her with slower thrusts, his head heavy against her neck.

For a few minutes all that could be heard in the room was their breathing, laboured and slowly calming down. Billy had collapsed on top of her as his arms gave out, he was vaguely aware of not trying to crush her too hard, but she didn’t seem to mind, her arms still around his neck and shoulders.

Eventually he let himself slip out of her, his cock softening. His cum was trailing out of her, making a mess on the bed. He pushed his arm underneath her and pulled her over himself, and on to the other side, laying her down on his arm so that he could look down on her. She smiled a small smile at him and reached up to touch the scar above his eye.

“Definitely better than the toy, but can I keep you on my bathroom shelf?”

“I doubt it, luv, but I promise to come an’ play with you whenever you need me” he said, his face softer than she’d ever seen it. “I run on tea and biscuits for tha’ particular skill set”. His smile was cheeky again and he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips.

[herestohistory]

On this day: Queen Victoria’s Coronation, June 28th, 1838

“Then followed all the various ceremonies, ending by the Crown being placed on my head, which I must own was the most beautiful impressive moment. All the Peers & Peeresses put on their coronets, at the same instant. My excellent Lord Melbourne, who stood very close to me throughout the whole ceremony was quite overcome at this moment, & gave me such a kind, & I may say, fatherly look. The shouts, which were very great, the drums, the trumpets, the firing of the guns, — all at the same moment, rendered the spectacle most imposing” - Queen Victoria’s Journals

[herestoimagination]

... and that’s the tea.

[herestotheunknown]

Do you know that Palmerston said the same thing to me today? I would have to be really quite stubborn. One might even say irrational, to ignore both of you, don't you think?

[peteyrbaelish]

You have created your own Eden, Lord M.

[all-that-feminist-drama]

Jenna Coleman as Queen Victoria (and Dash) in Victoria, 2016