#diamond halo earrings for girls

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[diamondsluvore]

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𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒆

𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒙 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅!𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

• +18 minors do not interact. large age gap (young but legal) kissing, making out, mentions of sex, little praising, feelings, pet names. etc.

picture credits (ig: @forhjackman) / dividers by @anitalenia 🤍

𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 / 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

You’ve done this so many times yet you always felt anxious every time the cameras started to flash. You wore the most beautiful dress which was almost see through exposing your lingerie right underneath. The loud applauses filled the hall, the music blasted. That gave you strength, sitting in front of your vanity you slipped your feet in the most prettiest designer high heels. You looked at yourself in the mirror spritzing some perfume on your chest which left glitter at its wake you licked your lower lip. You’ve read that so many celebrities were attending the show, and the after party was supposed to be throughout the evening. You met celebrities and movie stars all the time especially in your line of work– The doors swung open, you gathered your courage winking towards your best friend as you started to walk the catwalk. Catching so many eyes you blew a kiss towards the camera and gave a little twirl hearing people applause you. Worldwide designers admiring your body and the exquisite pieces you’ve worn, you felt lightweight. The cameras flashed before your eyes exposing the glitters and sparkles on the dress, the lines of your lingerie and your stockings completing the look as you stopped at the edge catwalk waving giving them your best smile. Hugh adjusted in his seat next to Ryan applauding you. You noticed Blake who cheered for you right in the front row next to her husband. Your heart started to beat faster as you saw Hugh. Your eyes met, biting your lower lip you turned around to walk back making sure he caught a glimpse of your ass. After seeing his latest movie– He was your crush. For months and you finally had your chance to give him a show. Not turning back you walked backstage to only have the dress removed off you and it was your turn to present another set of lingerie this time black, with pink bows. Large black wings were attached to your back and your hair got styled in a different way. The top of your head was now decorated with a white angelic halo. While other models walked out, you kept an eye on Hugh who seemed to be chatting with Ryan and not paying attention much to the other hot models who were walking up and down the catwalk.

It was your turn to walk again, so you took a deep breath watching the doors open for you. With confidence you walked out, the heels you had on your feet were all diamonds and butterflies. The most expensive shoes you’ve ever worn in your career. As you neared towards Hugh he stopped talking–seeing you, there wasn’t smile on his face. He wasn’t applauding you– his eyes were hooded and clouded with desire. He found you mesmerising…Your hands traveled up and down your own body as you danced to the song giving the cameras excellent shots of your lingerie and body. Hugh swallowed, you giggled covering your lips making him laugh under his breath shaking his head. Giving high fives to your girls as they walked past you, you winked at Hugh and walked back to backstage. Your heart clamoured against your chest, fuck…

The afterparty was not only successful, but eventful too. Your job was booked again for the fall and you couldn’t wait to work with gucci again. Their latest collections were to die for, asking for a dirty martini by the bar with a smile swiping your card to pay– a manly voice caught your ears. You gulped, turning around to see Hugh chatting away by one of the tables shaking hands with people holding a glass of whiskey in his hand. You were brave at the catwalk; giving him a little teasing show but now you wanted to disappear. Clutching your bag to your chest you quickly sipped your martini praying he wouldn’t see you but it was too late. His eyes found yours through the crowd and you placed your glass down mentally cursing because he was coming near and approaching you. You dug away through the crowd making him wanting you more.

You hoped to disappear when a large hand tugged you and pulled you forward so your face practically hit his rock hard chest. “I’m sorry” you squealed blushing wildly. “Sorry? What for?” He finished his whiskey, giving the glass to the waiter pulling you to the side behind brown drapes. You were hidden from the crowd, you gulped as his eyes darkened looking at you. “Givin me a little show huh?” You bit your lower lip. “I’m sorry Sir.. couldn’t help it.” Hugh chuckled cupping your cheek “Sir huh? Fuck formalities darlin..” his thumb tapping your lower lip his face leaning closer to yours “you looked fuckin gorgeous up there, gave me a little show.. and this ass” he hummed groping you pulling you against his growing erection. “I’m glad you loved it..” you gasped feeling him. “Can I?” Your question made him chuckle. Your dainty hands caressed his strong biceps, moaning softly under your breath you inhaled his cologne. “C’here” he breathed pressed you against the wall, his mouth was on yours. “Been having my eyes on you all evening.. but you fuckin ran like a little mouse when you see me” he sucked your lower lip. You moaned into the kiss, parting your lips for his tongue. Heat and butterflies awakened in your belly as you moved your hands on his torso. “When can I see you darlin?” He asked planting kisses on your jawline slowly making you whimper out pulling him closer at you feeling so little in his arms. His large hands groping your butt coaxing you against him. “come to my hotel room.. please” you slipped your hotel card in his pocket. He smiled against your lips before kissing you “I will see you there sweetheart..” you nodded pulling him into another heated kiss, he laughed softly under his breath moving his arms around you kissing you feverishly with tongue and warm breaths even a soft moan from him. “I don’t like to stop.. just wanna keep goin’–“ he breathed licking into your mouth taking away your breath and you nodded letting him engulf you in his embrace and kiss you until you both were a breathless mess.

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[foralternateuniverses]

The forces of evil:

There are four main branches, Heart, Spades, Clovers and Diamonds.

They create monsters and dark magical girls with the fake devil fruits created by Ceasar.

Rosinante as head of Hearts (with a circus theme, Buggy and the Charlottes belong to this branch), he's also, obv, a double agent.

Doflamingo is head of diamonds.

Mihawk used to belong to the spades.

Moria is head of clovers.

Rosinante, Buggy and Law live together.

The transformations:

Their jolly roger charms, which hang from their (flip) phones, are used for transformation.,

They all have to do this. They call 66, the charms falls as they pull their phones to their ears, saying "Calling! G! Double 6!"

The skull detaches from the base.

Ichiji - drags each diamond to where the clothes and accessories are, setting them like time bombs until they're all in their places and detonate together into light.

Niji - touches each lighting and as she does so they run through her like electric current and transform (individually).

Sanji - grabs the spiral's edge and drags it like a string around herself, slowly turning invisible, until she finishes and the spiral goes back to its original shape, turning invisible at the same time Stealth Black turns visible.

Yonji - turns the screw as it grows in size until it's so big it barely fits in her arms, she throws it above her and when it falls, she passes through the hole.

Sora - the halos "thorns" go out flying to her, landing and wrapping in light everywhere that changes, finally transforming when she puts the halo on her head.

Reiju and Zeff are artificial magical boys so they don't have charms, however, they have other means.

Reiju takes out a vial with a pink-purple liquid and drinks it to transform into Poison Pink.

Zeff eats a white pill to become Blinding White.

And the villains only need to take a bite of their fake devil fruits.

[noobsomeexagerjunk]

Personal QSMP design hcs and interpretations (PART 1)

1. q!Quackity

ducktaur. predominantly golden yellow feathers and bright orange duck legs

partial heterochromia (dark brown with bits of bluish-grey)

his wear is different depending on which language he is maining at the moment

Eng!Q has an eyebrow scar, calloused hands, and some browning feathers. Wears religious jewelry and warm-colored clothes.

ESP!Q has ear piercings and blue-dyed feathers. Always has a clip-on tie and cool colored clothes.

Post-Tilin death, he either has their ribbon as a necktie (ESP) or belt (ENG)

has a pin of the QSMP logo always on his person

Brushes his feathers before teaching class

2. q!Jaiden

she is the cartoon character reflected by the mc skin, though is nonetheless perceived as human

she magical girl transforms into the vtuber fit whenever she wants to. Most of the time, it's to fight or to protect Bobby

she transforms using a magical brooch that resembles the emblem on her vtuber fit. she can add stuff on the brooch to alter her transformed appearance (like changing the bird wings to butterfly ones, or having a shiny rainbow mode)

she made a smaller, less powerful replica of her brooch for Bobby so he can get into armor much faster

she "draws" things out of her inventory with her fingers in the air (think the spellcasting of the witches in The Owl House, but with different symbols)

When Bobby died, her transformed look takes on a more dark and brooding appearance

3. q!Roier

he's not a spider hybrid but like, an actual Spiderman—literally got bit by a radioactive spider and everything

alternates between his superhero suit and a civilian fit. like jaiden, he transforms between fits superhero style

can fire webs from his hands, has slight spider sense, and also venomous saliva (so i beg of you, do not get head from this man)

wears natural makeup bc he likes to. he darkens it a little when he feels particularly vengeful (this is canon but yk)

the spiderman traits also apply to Melissa, whose dyed lingerie is literally weaved from spider webs

Post-Bobby death, he wears more blacks (both in civilian and superhero fits) and a lot more eyeliner

4. q!Bad

humanoid looking demon. resembles a void-like shadow in extreme emotional states

distinctly has a glowing halo. it has long horns growing out of it + a shadowy demon tail

has his mc skin's hoodie but sleeveless. collared shirts of any color is usually under that + beige khakis, white socks and various sneakers!

His hoodie has a small embroidered symbol of the Order Theoritas, hidden near the collar of the hood

his hair is long and usually tied loosely. wears glasses as well

sharp canines make him look a bit catty

his reaper get-up is well-sewn cursed cloth. wearing the fit makes his halo and tail larger, darker, and more shadowy

there's a block of diamond + an image of skeppy always on his person

He lets Dapper wear the ghost chat bell as a tail accessory

5. q!Spreen

werebear. He turns into a human during sunny daytimes, and is otherwise an anthromorphic bear-man.

black bear, like the mc skin

fashion sense however matches the CC; generally street-looking even with the bulk of armor

canines and claws glow when he's fighting someone in bear mode. he grows them out fighting during his human state

smells like cigarettes

6. q!Slime

a player equivalent to minecraft slime

prefers taking on a humanoid appearance, and has taken it long enough to master recolorization of said state. feels uncomfortable taking any other form as well

experiences pain when shifting (i mean that's also canon but yk)

behaves like a magma cube in extreme negative emotional states. will resemble one if you piss him off enough

he has no actual clothes, he shapeshifts the appearance of clothing. (q!Mariana has noticed, and he doesn't like to think too hard about it) his most external layer is armor and glasses.

he and q!Mariana have each a piece of Juanaflippa's shell on their person

7. q!Cellbit

human. well, not completely according to genetics but is more or less perceived as one.

The CC but wearing the blockman-cubito's fits

wears eyeliner to hide the eyebags. This doesnt work and only makes his eyes more expressive

a shadow looms the upper half of his face whenever he's being super weird and mysterious. It darkens when he's consciously about to do something really bad in a dramatic anime way; this is much more emphasized if he puts on his goggles

he paints his nails and the paint always trails. these glow sailor moon style when he comes into contact with the blood of any living creature

has a caffeine addiction

The chainsaw scars are deep enough that Cellbit doesn't like looking at himself when changing; he forces it though to remember why he's doing anything at all

Taught Richas how to draw the symbol for the Ordo Theoritas. He also has the symbol pressed into the leather of his gloves

8. q!Wilbur

humanoid man of unidentified species. perceived as human.

really is human looking, minus the pointy ears and prismatic irises

wears clear glasses. yellow sweater + sleeveless brown longcoat + grey jeans + black boots

has a black scarf and red beanie both made of wool and embroidered with gold threaded flowers.

always has a guitar on his person. since tallulah entered his life, he's let her put stickers and draw all over it.

They jam together when they can

may or may not have an enchanted singing voice

part 2

[arytha]

Here's a Little Friend :3

[ID copied from ALT: A digital drawing of my OC Karil. Karil is a girl with large wings, posed resting most of her weight on one leg, with a book in her left hand and raising her right like she is readying to cast a spell. She has duo-toned black and bright pink shoulder length hair with a heart shaped clip right above her winged ear. Her sweater is orange and black in alternating large diamond patterns, and she wears grey slacks with two belts wrapped around her left leg. Black wings tipped in the same obnoxious pink as her hair frame her sides. Above her head is two bright concentric halos, the inner ring thick in width and the outer ring thing with dots of varying sides denoting planets gathered along it. End ID]

[soupzardous]

oh my gosh really!!! i remember, i think a few of mine were like, in love. it was so funny. thats so cool, we have our stuffies in common :0 - c.a.

Mine were absolutely in love. The first was Sparkle who got with Max, then Max also got with Glamour and Cookie. eventually Max’s best friend, Brownie also joined in. Ig they were polyamorous but I was five and just thought they were being silly. Cookie, Glamour, and Sparkle were actually best friends. A packaged deal. They came with me everywhere.

Then was Cocoa who I got for 49¢ in the grocery store clearance bin because I had strep and I required a new stuffed animal to feel better. Cocoa actually is the one I’m most attached to. Cocoa was married to Marshmallow, who I got as a Valentine’s Day gift from my parents. But they didn’t get married until a solid year after I got Marshmallow. They had kids and grandkids until Marshmallow cheated and ran away.

I also had Lapis who got married to Diamond and I remember that was a whole event. All the stuffed animals showed up. There was a big ceremony and reception.

Dill Pickle, one of Cocoa and Marshmallow’s kids, also got married to their best friend named Pablo. Pablo was the son of Nacho. He was a single father. Although later on Nacho did get married to Pinky the Penguin, but Pinky the Penguin left him for Halo. (Halo ended up having an affair with Lime but it didn’t last long since Lime was married to Camila. They decided it was best to end things and stay loyal to their partners. Pinky the Penguin eventually did find out, but thanks to what is technically considered abuse (the church made them do it) they stayed together.)

Dill Pickle and Pablo were actually spies. They sometimes teamed with Isabella, Sparkle, Chico, and Max. Idk why but I was convinced chihuahuas were the best spies. That’s why all the spies were chihuahuas. It probably had something to do with my obsession with the Beverly Hills Chihuahuas movies.

Btw, the Cookie, Glamour, and Sparkle trio had so much drama with Lapis, Jewel, Dr. Pepper/Soda, and Diamond. It was because Glamour was a cheetah and so were Lapis, Jewel, and Dr. Pepper/Soda. Diamond just supported her wife. Diamond was a gray cat. But they were mad at Glamour because she was a cat and she hung out with Cookie and Sparkle who were dogs. Which was a heinous crime in their opinions. There was a whole fight between them.

Sparkle actually got mauled in the face by a dog I was fostering when I was 13 and I was so distraught. She’s missing her nose, her left eye is severely scratched, one ear is partially torn, and stuffing peeks out of the holes in her face. But I coped by saying it was caused in the fight between her and the cats.

There was also this unicorn I got as a gift for being so brave and playing with the other kids at a kids club thing my mom made me try out when I was in second grade. My dad gave her to me at child pick up. Her name was Rainbow. I had two other unicorns I got after that named Glitz and Lucky. The unicorns were pretentious as fuck and had some cult thing going on. Only magical animals were allowed to join. The cool thing about the unicorns was that they had the power to magically switch between being a boy and girl. I thought that was very cool when I came up with it.

Later on Cocoa actually became like. I guess the respected leader of a bunch of the stuffed animals. He was kinda like a father figure to them. He would give them advice and help them solve problems. He was ordained so he could also marry people. And he was the President. He was everything honestly. At one point I’m pretty sure he tried to fall back in love with Marshmallow but it didn’t work out well because she was always late to their dates, was clearly in it for the popularity, and not to mention her wandering eye.

Cocoa eventually found happiness though, when he met Nacho. He and Nacho were both heartbroken when they found each other and they learned how to love again together. They even had a son together named Nacho Jr. And yes. There was mpreg. I didn’t realize mpreg was like. A whole thing I just assumed that was how gay people had kids.

There’s more but this is what went down with my absolute favs. Sorry for infodumping so much I forgot how much I can talk abt this shit

[skydelldesign]

The 5 Most Precious Diamond Engagement Ring Styles You Might Like

Are you planning to propose to the love of your life? This is going to be a significant memory in both of your lives. Therefore, there is more pressure; you must take care of all the details and plan for the perfect engagement ring.

Each bride dreams of having unique and special Diamond Engagement Rings on their finger. If you know your bride the best, then follow the article and choose the ideal engagement ring for her.

Top 5 Precious Diamond Engagement Ring Styles:

●      Solitaire Diamond Rings

Solitaire Engagement Rings are noise as one of the most common kinds of engagement rings. They are single-stone engagement rings. This is a popular favorite for most brides. It is both clan and shares at the same time.

If you have a bride who is classy but likes to flash her possessions, then this ring is the perfect fit for her. However, depending on your budget, there will be several choices that will be presented to you.

●      Pave Setting

This is a perfect fit for the bride who likes sparkle too much. These Vintage Engagement Rings scream luxury. You can also further customize this ring design according to your liking and preference to make it extra special for your bride.

●      Three stone Ring

This is a special way to propose to your bride. You can entirely customize this Antique Diamond Engagement Rings and make changes to the ring according to your preference. Add extra gemstones according to your style preference.

●      Halo Ring

The entire setup on their earring is made in such a way that the center stone is the center of attraction. This helps to amplify the attraction of the entire ring.  

●      Bezel Setting

This is the second most popular kind of engagement ring among brides. This kind of ring has quite a modern look to itself. Tiffany Engagement Rings are quite popular in this particular setup. This is quite a classic style and will stay on trend forever.

Finishing Lines

Your bride is special and unique; therefore, she deserves Unique Engagement Rings. Every girl dreams of having the perfect engagement ring of her choice. The extra effort that you take to make her feel special will surely woo her. Therefore, make sure to pick a Timeless Engagement Rings, that suits your bride's personality.

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[divourdiamonds]

By determining your budget, considering the 4 Cs, choosing a style, picking the right metal, and looking for Unique Diamond Earrings designs, you can find the perfect pair of earrings to sparkle like a star.

[diamondsluvore]

From a professional meeting to a formal gathering, a pair of Diamond Earrings work well for almost every occasion. However, before you invest in a pair, you should be mindful of a few important things.

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for March 25, 2017; #135.

Pretty Morals “Not Going Back”

Cheatahs “Northern Exposure”

Harlem “Pissed”

Hunches, The “Godbye Christine”

Diamond Guts “The Worst Kind Of News”

Courtneys, The “Minnesota”

Dead Rabbits “All Your Little Lies”

Ages And Ages “No Nostalgia”

Giant Drag “Kevin Is Gay”

Yucky Duster “Construction Man”

Fake Palms “Holiday”

Port Juvee “Crimewave”

Vomitface “Sloppy Joes”

Autisti “The Dower”

Crystal Stilts “Darken The Door”

Grass Is Green “Nice Guy Of The Year Award”

Morning After Girls, The “Hi-Skies”

Liars “Grown Men Just Don’t Fall In The River, Like That”

Shock Cinema “Vitamin C”

Cende “End”

K9 Sniffles “Free Sniffs”

Julie Doiron & The Wrong Guys “Heartbeat / Swan Pond”

Night Beats “Sunday Mourning”

Leisure World “Legend Of The Mundane Existence”

Nikki Sudden “Back To The Coast” (live)

Sorority Noise “No Halo”

Earring “Black Chalk”

Slotface “Empire Records”

Mary Lynn Gloeckle “Space”Prissy Clerks “Bruise Or Be Bruised”

Moon Duo “Creepin’”

RMBLR “Name Game”

Dum Dum Girls “Jail La La” (version)

Deluxe rainbow broadcast full of garage, scuzz, indie, alternative, and grassroots bands.

[datainteg]

Check out this listing I just found on Poshmark: NEW 14K Gold Plated Round Diamond Drop Huggie Hoop Earrings.

[teenagepostpirate]

Affordable Moissanite Engagement Rings: The Smart Way to Get the Ring She's Always Wanted

Diamonds may be a girl's best friend, but let's face it, their friendship comes with a hefty price tag. So, what if you could get the sparkle she dreams of without breaking the bank? Enter the world of affordable moissanite engagement rings – the smart way to make her heart skip a beat without emptying your wallet.

Dazzling Brilliance, Not Dazzling Debt: Why Moissanite Matters

Forget the myth that brilliance has to burn a hole in your pocket. Moissanite, a stunning lab-created gemstone, outshines diamonds in affordability while holding its own in the sparkle department. This near-diamond doppelganger is almost as hard as its famous counterpart, boasting a fire and brilliance that will leave her speechless (and wondering if it's actually a diamond!).

But the magic of affordable moissanite engagement rings goes beyond mere cost-effectiveness. Here's what makes them the smarter choice for the love of your life:

Conflict-Free Commitment: Unlike diamonds, which can originate from conflict zones, moissanite is ethically sourced, ensuring your love story starts on a clean slate.

Eco-Conscious Choice: Lab-grown moissanite minimizes the environmental impact associated with diamond mining, making it the perfect option for the eco-conscious couple.

Enduring Sparkle: Rest assured, her ring will stay dazzling for years to come. Moissanite boasts exceptional durability, resisting scratches and chips to retain its captivating fire.

A Universe of Options: Forget the limitations of a single cut! Moissanite comes in a dazzling array of cuts, from timeless round brilliants to elegant ovals and modern cushion shapes, letting you find the perfect match for her unique style.

Affordable Moissanite Engagement Rings: Beyond the Ring

Finding the perfect affordable moissanite engagement ring is just the beginning. To truly make her day sparkle, don't forget these finishing touches:

Presentation Perfection: Ditch the predictable box and get creative! A velvet pouch, a vintage jewelry box, or even a handcrafted wooden box personalized with your initials adds a touch of magic to the reveal.

The Spark That Complements: Earrings or a pendant necklace featuring matching moissanite stones create a coordinated ensemble that amplifies the brilliance of her ring.

Unforgettable Storytelling: Capture the moment with photos or a heartfelt video that documents your journey – from choosing the ring to the moment she says "yes." It's a memory you'll cherish forever.

Finding the Perfect Affordable Moissanite Engagement Ring: A Sparkling Guide

With so much sparkle to choose from, navigating the world of affordable moissanite engagement rings can be exhilarating yet overwhelming. But fear not, lovebirds! Here's your roadmap to finding the ring that will sweep her off her feet:

The Cut that Captivates: From the classic brilliance of a round cut to the elongated elegance of an oval, choose a cut that complements her style and finger shape. Remember, the bigger the cut, the bolder the statement!

Clarity Counts: Just like diamonds, moissanite is graded for clarity. For an eye-clean stone that sparkles without distractions, aim for VVS (Very Very Slightly Included) or VS (Very Slightly Included) grades.

Color Conundrum: Moissanite naturally shimmers with a cool, near-colorless hue. However, it can also be found in warmer tones like champagne or cognac. Pick a color that complements her skin tone and jewelry preferences.

Carat Conundrum: Bigger isn't always better! Consider her lifestyle and preferences when choosing the carat weight. A smaller stone set in a stunning halo design can pack a big punch without straining your budget.

Setting the Stage for Sparkle: From the timeless elegance of a solitaire to the intricate beauty of a pave setting, the ring's setting plays a crucial role. Choose a setting that complements the chosen cut and enhances its brilliance, reflecting your love story in every detail.

More Than Affordability, It's Love

Affordable moissanite engagement rings are more than just a budget-friendly alternative. They're a symbol of your commitment, your values, and your love for a future that sparkles bright. So, choose the ring that reflects your heart's song, a dazzling testament to a love story that shines even brighter than a diamond. A big diamond engagement ring is a classic symbol of luxury and commitment. A large diamond is sure to impress your partner and show them how much you care. However, it is important to note that the size of the diamond is not the only factor that determines the value of an engagement ring. The quality of the diamond, the setting, and the overall design are also important considerations.

Let her eyes reflect the sparkle of moissanite as you start your journey together, knowing you made the smart choice – a choice that not only saved you money but also embraced ethical practices and environmental consciousness. After all, true love, like a moissanite stone, is both brilliant and sustainable.

[mywifeleftme]

249: T. Rex // Electric Warrior

Electric Warrior T. Rex 1971, Fly

Man cannot live on “Mambo Sun” alone. I’m contractually obligated to state clearly that I know consuming nothing but “Mambo Sun” is an example of disordered listening, despite its organic ingredients, smooth finish, delicious taste, mild psychedelic properties, and complete absence of saturated fats. Certainly, one should not perambulate down the street day after day with the song in your ears and your shoulders rolling louchely to its timeless beat. Life might get too good.

There are certain states of cool it’s only really possible to access if you’re kind of dumb. David Bowie obviously exceeded Marc Bolan’s artistic achievements by every conceivable metric, but he had too much taste and sophistication to fully enter the Electric Warrior Zone. To get there, you need to be both totally obsessed with your self-presentation and so absolutely high on your own supply that you will sing whatever Awesome Shit comes into your head without ever considering whether you’ll be clowned on for it—because if you’re truly in the Zone, you never will be. (You will also need to be an extremely sick guitar player, ideally conventionally handsome, on drugs but not yet drugged out, and have a good arsenal of yowls and sessy whispahs. But those parts are easy, anyone can do that.)

I have never read a Marc Bolan lyric that suggested he’d had a deep thought in his life, and reading anecdotes about him is like watching a unicorn grazing majestically in front of a giant sign that says DANGER: POISON GRASS. But man, the way he could toss off a phrase like “you’ve got a hubcap diamond star halo” that on its surface seems to make no earthly sense (I have a hunch he’s referring to the effect of sunlight on shiny steel depicted here) but sounds so perfectly sick—I want to see this dirty sweet girl, I want to be that dirty and sweet the way he sings it, like no other had before him, over a classic rock riff with his patented purr in its throat. On Electric Warrior (and its equally essential follow up The Slider), he unlocked a level of rock decadence that would occasionally be reached by other artists, but never exceeded. All hail the king of the thunder lizards.

249/365

[na-ta-sh-aa]

Oh my God, oh my God I said I didn't know how I could react to their first kiss, and there wasn't just one kiss between them, I wasn't prepared for this, but I loved it! Ahhh I'm literally jumping on the bed!

“The wooden horse had quickly found a home on your bedside table where you would pluck it from its perch during the late night hours, holding it to you tightly before drifting back into a comfortable sleep only to repeat the same cycle the following night.”

Okay, but this is one of the sweetest things. Jake is absolutely a sweetheart with her, I love thinking about the commitment and love with which he did it, and about his engraved initials🥹

“His baby blue eyes moving to closing as he began to lean into you oh so slowly. You wished they were green”

Oooh Scout can't get Jake out of her head!

“Missed you, pretty girl,” he hummed, reaching up to dance his fingertips across your cheek. “Not enough to come and see me when you got back yesterday, apparently.”

I loved this part! I love how she was offended that he didn't stop by, but at the same time she doesn't want to show it.

“He leaned down so that his mouth hovered over your ear. “I got something for you.”

“He reached into the pocket of his pants when you were fully facing him, pulling out a long, golden chain. Attached at the end was a large, cut emerald surrounded by a halo of tiny diamonds that sparkled in the late morning sunlight.”

He wanted to give her a wonderful necklace. And the fact that he said that when he saw it he thought of her, aww it warmed my heart, so sweet🥹🫶🏼

“Thought the green would help you remember me when I’m not here.”

Decidedly! I hope she will accept the necklace so she can always have Jake with her

“She’s a timid, little thing,” Penny said as men began to make their way into the saloon. “I’ve never seen Bradley so sweet on anyone before. Calls her Birdie and everything.”

I can't wait to read their story too!!

“You may not see it, Scout, but everyone in town knows it. That boy would eat his boots if you asked him to.”

Well done Penny, tell her and make her understand, although I bet Scout already knows it deep down. I love Penny more and more with each chapter. Her almost motherly role towards Scout is very sweet.

“Do you trust me?”

“Then you better make this believable,” he said. Your brow furrowed in confusion. Jake reached down to grip the back of your legs, hoisting you up and pinning you againt the wall. You let out a startled gasp as he wrapped your legs around your waist, and you clutched at his shoulders. Jake gave you one final look before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours.”

“You weren’t sure what you had been expecting, but his lips were surprisingly soft against yours. Jake’s lips moved against yours slowly, urging you to respond. Slowly, unsurely, you began to move your lips against his and he let out a desperate sounding moan. His hands clutched your hips in a vice as he moved his knee in between your legs, slotting it against you. You let out a gasp at the action, and Jake took full advantage, slipping his tongue into your mouth. His tongue caressed yours gently as his right hand slid up the length of your body to rest under your left breast. Your hands moved on their own to tangle in the strands of hair that rested at the base of his neck, tugging lightly. Jake rewarded you with a strangled groan and a press of his knee into your core. You cried out at the action, feeling Jake grin against your mouth as he nipped on your bottom lip.”

Can someone remind me how to breathe? it was so intense, hot and romantic. I liked the fact that it all started as a diversion but then they both couldn't break away and stop. The fact that Scout completely trusted Jake and let herself go, I think shows that, inside her, she has always felt a feeling of trust for Jake.

“Nobody has ever touched you like this, have they, angel?”

It was really perfect, now I have a thousand thoughts about what they will do in the future🫠. However there is a wonderful chemistry between them, I love it!

“Hey there, honey girl.”

He wants to earn money in a fair way and by doing honest work for her🥹 And the fact that he called her Honey girl🫠🫠

Ooh this chapter was really perfect, I haven't finished reading all the chapters yet and I already want to reread the series from the beginning! One word: Masterpiece💌✨

P.S. Sorry if my comments are always long, but I love everything so much!

Don't Hang'em Til Noon: Chapter Five

Don't Hang'em Til Noon: Chapter Five

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Reader

Summary: Jake "Hangman" Seresin is a notorious leader within the Dagger posse of the old western territories of the United States. You, a recently orphaned socialite from the eastern seaboard, find yourself swept off to live with your older brother who has set down roots in said western territory. Determined to to make the best of your situation, what will you do when said outlaw sets his sights on you?

Warnings: Swearing, Reader being angsty, Jake Seresin (flirting, jealous), Fingering, Dirty talk

Word Count: 4,766 (oops)

A/N: I am so overwhelmed by the amount of love you all showed Chapter Four! It was beyond anything I could have every imagined!! Side note, I also love how many of you come into my inbox and leave me asks either praising the stories, or just talk about them (*hint, hint*)! I'm honestly shocked you all aren't sick of me and these stories yet with how much I talk about them. Thank you all. As always, reboots, comments and likes are greatly appreciated!! 18+ ONLY!! Find me on AO3 under sailor_aviator!

Series Masterlist

A month ago, you didn’t jump every time a door opened to loudly in the other room. A month ago, you didn’t bolt up in bed in the middle of the night with the phantom stench of cheap liquor and stale tobacco. A month ago, you didn’t dream about grabbing hands and cold, black eyes that stared at you with the intention to possess. A month ago, the sight of the little, hand-carved horse didn’t fill you with an instant sense of comfort and warmth.

You had found it sitting on the railing by the steps of the porch the morning after the incident at the saloon. You had walked out the front door to do the morning chores, Benjamin having already tripped out the door with a promise thrown over his shoulder to come check on you in the later morning after his meeting. It wasn’t a masterpiece by any means, but it was clear that someone had spent a lot of time whittling it down before deeming it presentable. You had walked over to it slowly, taking it in your hands gently. Whoever had carved it had made sure to add in extra details. You could see the curve of the horse’s eyes and the strands of its mane that flowed down its back. Every detail had been painstakingly carved as if the crafter had wanted it to be perfect. Your breath caught in your throat and your heart swelled when you saw the final detail on the underside of the horse’s belly.

J.S.

The wooden horse had quickly found a home on your bedside table where you would pluck it from its perch during the late night hours, holding it to you tightly before drifting back into a comfortable sleep only to repeat the same cycle the following night.

The cattle had arrived shortly after the departure of the Dagger Posse from town, and both you and Benjamin found yourselves scrambling to hire workers to help with the overwhelming workload.

“I’ll put the word out, don’t you worry,” Maverick had smiled over dinner one night. Two days later, three young, new faces had made themselves comfortable in the small cabin behind the house.

“Isaac is a mean sonofabitch,” Penny had told you once she heard about what happened in her saloon. “But I wouldn’t worry too much about him for the time being, especially now that Pete and Tom know he’s in the area. He’ll lie low for a little while to try and wait’em out.”

Her words left you with little comfort, but you slowly stopped casting worried glances over your shoulder every couple of seconds every time you left the confines of your home. An easy routine had settled on your ranch. Get up, get ready for the day, feed the goats and chickens, tend to your garden, make supper for the ranch hands and Benjamin, work on mending the various articles of clothing that were handed to you, go to bed, repeat.

The subtle coolness in the air that had been present a month ago finally gave way to a full blown chill, and you soon found yourself planting winter vegetables.

“How are you today, miss?”

You looked up to see one of the ranch hands, Levi, smiling down at you from where he leaned over the fence. He was a handsome man, maybe only a year or two older than you. Brown hair draped across the golden skin of his forehead and baby blue eyes twinkled at you.

“I’m doing just fine,” you smiled at him. “And I’ve told you a hundred times now to call me Scout, Levi.”

He chuckled, grinning at you. “Of course, Scout.”

He walked around the length of the fence and through the gate to drop down beside you where your hands were digging up the cold earth.

“Anything I can help you with?” he offered, chucking the dead plants beside you into the bucket behind you.

“No, I think I’m just about done here,” you hummed, wiping your hands on your soiled apron, smiling at the handsome man. “But, I could use some help bringing things back from the market, if you don’t mind helping?”

“Of course,” Levi grinned, offering you a hand as you moved to stand. You took it, and he pulled you up gently, pulling you into him slightly. The two of you stood in silence as he stared down at you. He looked at you with a gentle expression, causing heat to rise to your cheeks.His baby blue eyes moving to closing as he began to lean into you oh so slowly. You wished they were green.

The thought alone snapped you from your daze, and you pulled away from Levi with a clear of your throat. Resting a hand on his chest, you refused to meet his gaze, eyes darting around the yard nervously. “I should go clean up.”

“Right,” he breathed, nodding slowly. “I’ll be here.”

You gave him a brief smile before pushing past him and into the house. Minutes later you were walking out the front door towards Levi, basket in hand. He offered you a smile which you returned shyly before the two of you made your way into town. There was a distinct lack of children running around, which you were grateful for. Maverick had announced to the congregation after the church service the previous morning that the first day of school would be held in the sanctuary the next morning. He had then introduced the new teacher, who appeared to be a shy little thing before the reverend had dismissed everyone for the day. This was of course after word had spread that the Dagger Posse was back in town. You had overheard two of the girls in the pews ahead of you giggling about the different men.

“Did you hear?” giggled a red head to her friend excitedly. “The Dagger Posse is back in town!”

That had caught your attention.

“Really?” the blonde had squealed, earning several disapproving looks from the older members of the congregation. The two girls paid them no mind. “When did they arrive?”

“Just last night!”

This was news to you. You were shocked at the wave of disappointment that rolled over you. They had gotten in last night? Why were you just hearing about it? You were shaken from your thoughts when the red head continued.

“Oh, that Jake is so handsome!”

That had caused you to let out a rather unladylike snort, drawing the attention of the girl who sat a few rows ahead of you. You rolled your eyes at the other two to your left. The blond man was very handsome, but if only they knew his true nature.

“He is,” the blonde nodded with a wistful sigh. “But that Bradley isn’t so bad on the eyes either. It’s been horrible going this long without seeing all those handsome men walking around town.”

Your thoughts soured at the reminder as you fought to keep your face neutral. You weren’t even sure why you cared so much. It wasn’t like you even liked the man. He was cocky, brash, pig-headed, thoughtful, brave-

You shook your head. You would not go down that road. Mercifully, the reverend had started the service moments later and you were given a reprieve from the ridiculous thoughts that insisted on taking up residence inside your head. Jake hadn’t come to see you that day, and now here you were; standing in the market and well into the next day.

You greeted Hondo where he stood behind the counter as usual.

“Mornin’, Scout!” he grinned at you. “What can I help you with today?”

“Was just coming to see if Joel was back with any sugar.”

Hondo gave you an apologetic grimace. “‘Fraid not, honey. He should be back any day now though, so you keep comin’ by and checkin’.”

“That’s alright,” you smiled. You turned to look at Levi. “Why don’t you go on down to the feed store and purchase some hay for the horses? I’ll finish up here and meet you at the stalls by the saloon.”

“Alright,” he smiled, giving you a lingering look before turning and walking out the door. You chatted with Hondo for a couple of minutes as he filled a container with salt and packed different preserves into your basket. You waved to him with a promise to check back in the following day before stepping outside. You had just made it to the stalls of the market when you felt eyes on you. A couple of girls walking by stared past you, and they giggled before you heard him speak.

“Mornin’, Scout,” Jake drawled. You turned to see him leaning up against the side of the butcher’s shop, arms crossed in front of his chest and a cocky smirk hanging from his lips. Green eyes studied you as you stared.

“Jake,”you greeted cooly, mouth pressing into a firm line. Jake’s smirk turned into a grin as he pushed off the wall, taking slow, deliberate steps towards you.

“Missed you, pretty girl,” he hummed, reaching up to dance his fingertips across your cheek.

You couldn’t stop the words that left your mouth. “Not enough to come and see me when you got back yesterday, apparently.”

Jake leaned his head back with a booming laugh, causing your cheeks to heat up. His laughter died down into a low chortle as he looked at you with twinkling eyes. “Is that why you’re being so cold to me, pretty girl? Y’mad that I didn’t come and see you?”

“Hardly,” you snapped, glaring up at him. His smile didn’t falter.

“I’m sorry, darlin’,” he chuckled, “had I known you’d be this upset, I would have come to see you first thing.”

You ignored him, turning to walk towards the stalls. He wasn’t far behind you, and when you stopped in front of a stall to inspect the apples, he pressed up against you from behind. He leaned down so that his mouth hovered over your ear. “I got something for you.”

You glanced at him from the corner of your eye, and he let out another chuckle, turning you slowly to face him. He reached into the pocket of his pants when you were fully facing him, pulling out a long, golden chain. Attached at the end was a large, cut emerald surrounded by a halo of tiny diamonds that sparkled in the late morning sunlight. Your breath caught in your throat as you stared at it, recognizing it from the jeweler’s shop just down the road. It cost a fortune, and many women around town had taken turns to stand in front of the shop windows to admire it.

“You like it?” he smirked, holding it up for you to see it closer. You nodded slowly, eyes wide.

Your hand moving on its own to reach up and stroke over the precious gem.

“Thought of you when I saw it, pretty girl,” he hummed, leaning in so that his breath fanned over your face. “Thought the green would help you remember me when I’m not here.”

“How did you afford this?” you breathed, voice so soft even to your own ears.

“I have my ways.”

Your eyes snapped up to his at that. Frowning, you took a half step back to put some distance between the two of you.

“You mean you bought it with stolen money,” you accused. “Or did you just force Mr. Benson to give it to you free of charge?”

“I bought it, if you must know,” he sniffed, looking more than a little put out at your sudden shift in tone.

“With money you earned?”

“Oh, I earned it,” he smirked ruefully.

You scoffed at that.

“You shouldn’t lie, Jake,” you said pointedly. “It’s a filthy, disgusting habit.”

“What does it matter?” he frowned. You narrowed your eyes up at him.

“It matters,” you seethed, “because I only accept gifts from men who earn their money in a respectable way.”

Before Jake could reply, you heard someone call your name.

“Scout?”

You both turned to see Levi watching you two with an uncertain expression on his face. He walked over to the two of you, and he placed an arm around your shoulder. Jake stiffened at the action, eyes blazing and lips set in a tight line.

“Is everything okay?” Levi asked. You flashed him with a quick smile.

“Yes,” you reassured him, turning back to glare at Jake who still had his eyes locked onto Levi, scanning him up and down with a look of utter distaste. “We should get going. I forgot to grab the goat’s milk for Penny and we need to get the cart to pick up the hay.”

Levi nodded, looking uncertainly between you and Jake. You turned and began to walk through the crowd without a glance back at blond behind you.

Levi and one of the other ranch hands, Phillip, had dropped you off in front of the saloon with the promise that you would meet them by the bank before sunset. That had been a couple of hours ago, and you had fallen into an easy conversation with the older woman.

“She’s a timid, little thing,” Penny said as men began to make their way into the saloon. “I’ve never seen Bradley so sweet on anyone before. Calls her Birdie and everything.”

“That’s cute,” you smiled softly. “I hope one day someone will feel that way about me.”

“What on earth are you talkin’ about, darlin’?” she chuckled incredilously, stopping her movements to stare at you. “You’ve got that Seresin boy wrapped around your little finger.”

“Hardly,” you scoffed, rolling your eyes.

Penny shook her head and pointed an accusatory finger at you. “You may not see it, Scout, but everyone in town knows it. That boy would eat his boots if you asked him to.”

“I doubt that,” you frowned. “You know he tried to give me a necklace today?”

The older woman perked up at that. “He did?”

You nodded, humming at the memory. “You know that emerald pendant that’s been sitting in Mr. Benson’s window for forever and a day? It was that one.”

“Well where is it?” she asked curiously, eyes darting down to see the empty space by your collarbone.

“I didn’t accept it,” you said plainly, earning a look. “He bought it with stolen money, Penny. How could I accept it? I can’t. I won’t.”

Penny watched you thoughtfully for a moment. “What is it you want from him?”

You stared at the wooden top of the bar, chewing your bottom lip thoughtfully. “I want him to make an effort to do things the right way.”

“Alright,” Penny conceded, a knowing smile on her face. She turned to pull out some bottles from behind the bar, and stopped when her eyes caught sight of one of the windows. “Weren’t you supposed to meet your ranch hands at sunset?”

You turned to see what she was looking at and let out a low curse. It was clear that the sun had set ages ago, inky darkness resting against the windowpanes as lamp light filtered out.

“If you go now, they might still be waiting for you outside,” she said as you scrambled to your feet. You cast her one last smile over your shoulder before waving her goodbye. Practically sprinting out of the packed saloon, your warm cheeks were kissed by the cold, night air. Your breath came out in puffs as your eyes swept the street for any sign of the men you had come into town with. The streets were empty save for the few men who stood outside the saloon. Sighing, you figured they must have thought you had already gone home without them. You cursed again and began to make your way down the street. You had only made it three buildings down before realizing that footsteps sounded behind you, following you. The hair on the back of your neck stood on edge as a wave of terror washed over you. You quickened your pace, and tried not to panic as the footsteps behind you matched your pace. Your heart began to hammer as you heard more footsteps join in with the first.

You rounded the corner a few paces ahead of the group behnd you. You let out a yelp as a hand grabbed you from the shadows of an allyway, pulling you into a strong chest. You struggled as the man pushed you up against the wall, hand still covering your mouth.

“Hey, hey. Scout, it’s me.”

You opened your eyes, struggling to focus on the stranger in front of you as you adjusted to the darkness. Jake stood in front of you, eyes filled with worry as he watched you relax. The both of you stiffened when you heard a man shout from the front of the building, and Jake turned his head to look.

“She went this way!”

Jake looked back at you, seeming to weigh his options. He removed his hand from your mouth. “Do you trust me?”

“What?” you asked breathlessly.

“Do you trust me?”

You heard the shouts of the men grow closer as you studied the man in front of you. Slowly, you nodded.

“Then you better make this believable,” he said. Your brow furrowed in confusion. Jake reached down to grip the back of your legs, hoisting you up and pinning you againt the wall. You let out a startled gasp as he wrapped your legs around your waist, and you clutched at his shoulders. Jake gave you one final look before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours.

You weren’t sure what you had been expecting, but his lips were surprisingly soft against yours. Jake’s lips moved against yours slowly, urging you to respond. Slowly, unsurely, you began to move your lips against his and he let out a desperate sounding moan. His hands clutched your hips in a vice as he moved his knee in between your legs, slotting it against you. You let out a gasp at the action, and Jake took full advantage, slipping his tongue into your mouth. His tongue caressed yours gently as his right hand slid up the length of your body to rest under your left breast. Your hands moved on their own to tangle in the strands of hair that rested at the base of his neck, tugging lightly. Jake rewarded you with a strangled groan and a press of his knee into your core. You cried out at the action, feeling Jake grin against your mouth as he nipped on your bottom lip.

“Any sign of her?”

You moved to pull away and look at where the voice came from, but Jake’s hand moved up pull you back into him before returning to its spot on your chest.

“No,” came a voice at the enterance to the ally. “Just a randy couple back here.”

You heard him walk away, and the hammering of your heart in your chest was due only in part to the small fraction of relief at his exit. Jake licked into your mouth like a man starved, delving deeper with each pass of his tongue against yours. You felt your hips rock against his knee, and you let out a desperate keen when he pulled his lips away from you. He kissed from the corner of your mouth and down the expanse of your neck. Finding a spot below your ear that made you give out a particularly loud noise, he smiled against you before honing in. He left little nips to the spot, soothing the sting with his tongue before sucking a bruise into your skin.

��Jake,” you cried out, the pleasure clouding your mind. Jake pulled back to look at you, eyes blazing and darkened with lust. He studied you for a brief moment before a salacious grin broke out across his kiss swollen lips. His right hand moved to grab your breast, squeezing gently at the same time he ground his knee into your core. You let out a quiet wail, arching into his touch, desperate to have his lips back on you. He complied with a chuckle, leaning back in to bury his face into your neck. His left hand still sat on your hip, and he used it to help grind you against him. He left hot, open-mouthed kisses as he made his way from the base of your neck and up to your ear.

“I should take you over my knee, you know,” he ground out hotly, nipping at your earlobe. “Walking around here at night with no one to accompany you. Lucky for you I happened to be walking along.”

You let out a choked gasp as he removed his right hand from your chest, sliding it down and under your skirts. With expertise, he bunched the offending material at your waist before reaching his hand into your drawers. Your head hit the wall when you felt his finger press against your entrance.

“So wet for me already, sweeheart, and I’ve barely even touched you,” he murmured into your ear. “Nobody has ever touched you like this, have they, angel?”

You shook your head, too far gone to answer and certainly too far gone to care about the consequences. He pressed a finger into you, your mind going blank at the sudden intrusion. His finger felt so big inside of you, and you let out another choked gasp at the slight burn as he stretched you.

“I know, sweet girl,” he cooed into your ear, slowly adding a second finger and thrusting up into you. “Let me make you feel good, darlin’.”

Your cries grew higher pitched as he slowly began to pick up the pace of his hand, palm brushing the little bundle of nerves that had you seeing stars.

“You’re so tight, baby,” he moaned hotly into your ear, pressing gentle kisses to your cheek that served as a stark contrast to the way he moved his fingers inside of you. Your cheeks grew hot as you heard the squelch that sounded every time he pumped into you. “Do you hear that, pretty girl? You’re pussy is so gready, sweet thing. She keeps sucking me back in like she doesn’t want me to leave.”

He licked a strip up from the base of your neck back up to your jaw before giving the skin there a gentle nip.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby? Feels good to just lean back and let me take care o’ you lke this. Nobody is ever going to make you feel like the way you do right now. Only I can make you feel this good.”

“Jakey,” you whined, reaching down to draw him into a kiss. He moaned into your mouth, pulling back to stare at you hotly.

“Say it again,” he whispered against your lips, fingers moving faster as he chased your high. You felt an unfamiliar pressure begin to build in your lower stomach as you ground down onto his hand.

“Jake,” you gasped, but he shook his head, fixing you with a stern look. You felt the hot sting of tears kiss at your eyes, crying out when he slowed his movements down to a crawl. His eyes bore into you, and you tried desperately to move your hips against him, but his hand had you pinned. He tsked up at you with a borderline sneer at your pitiful attempts to get yourself off.

“Try again, sweet girl.”

“Jakey, please,” you cried, feeling a tear escape and roll down your cheek. Jake hushed you, once again resuming the pace of his thrusts. You clutched at him desperately, nails digging into the exposed skin of his chest. Jake let out a soft hiss and slipped a third finger into you, causing a loud cry to spill out past your lips. He crooked his fingers in a “come hither” motion that had you gushing around the invading appendages. He smiled. “There she is.”

“Tell me who this sweet, little cunt belongs to,” he demanded. You clenched around him at his words, a strangled moan slipping past his lips at how tight you felt.

“You,” you cried, more tears streaming down your cheeks, begging desperately for your release as you stared into his green eyes.

“What’s my name, sweetheart?” He demanded, focusing his fingers on that one spot inside you that had you crying out and clutching at him every time. “C’mon, sweet girl. What’s my name?”

“Jakey!” you cried wantonly, burying your face into his neck. His groans became breathless and constant as you began to press sweet, chaste kisses to the spot between his neck and shoulder.

“Again,” he ground out, feeling you squeeze him impossibly tighter as you neared your end. “Let this whole town know who you belong to.”

“Jakey!” you wailed at the top of your lungs. Your gaze flashed white as you came hard around him, biting into the juncture of his shoulder. You felt your release gush out past his fingers as he continued thrusting, riding out your high.

“That’s it, sweet girl,” he hummed into your ear, pressing soft kisses to your cheek as you calmed down. “I’ve got you, don’t worry.”

As your breathing returned to normal, Jake slowly pulled his fingers out of you, causing you to hiss at how empty you suddenly felt. Jake chuckled, holding your gaze as he brought his fingers up this lips. He sucked on them with a hum as he closed his eyes, savoring the taste of you. You choked out a breath at the sight, the fire inside of you returning with a vengeance at the sight.

He slowly opened his eyes to look at you, dropping his fingers back to his side. His gaze was affectionate as he leaned forward to nuzzle your nose with his. “Just as I thought.”

You looked up at him in confusion. A smirk played on his lips.

“Sweet as honey.”

Jake made sure your skirt was on correctly before pulling you by the hand out of the allyway. He walked you quickly to your front door, stopping you with a grab of your wrist before you went inside. You turned to him with a confused frown as he looked affectionately down at you, pushing a piece of hair behind your ear. He leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead, so quick you weren’t sure he had even done it. He let go of your wrist and took one step down off the porch.

“Goodnight, Scout.”

“Goodnight, Jake.”

The next morning your brother greeted you with a scowl, chastising you for getting home so late.

“What were you even doing, Scout?” he griped. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks and you refused to look at him.

“I just lost track of the time while talking with Penny,” you answered him, quickly clearing the plates from the table. Benjamin’s scowl grew deeper at your answer.

“That was stupid,” he snapped, earning a glare from you. “You need to be more careful. Who knows what could have happe-”

“Benji, it’s fine,” you cut him off with a huff. Placing your hands on your hips, you watched him as he moved to put his work boots on to go outside. “I know last night isn’t what has you in such a foul mood, so what is it? What happened?”

He didn’t say anything as you followed him towards towards the back door.

“Benji?”

“We hired on a new ranch hand,” he said evenly, this tone worrying you more than the previous one. “Was real insistent he get a job here too.”

“Alright?” you questioned, following him down the steps and into the yard. You saw four figures hammering away at the fence posts down by the barn, and you took quick steps to keep up with your brother’s longer ones. “Do we not have enough to pay him?”

“Nothing like that,” Benjamin muttered, casting a quick glance your way before back at the figures ahead of you. “Just know I blame you for this.”

“Benjamin, are you going to tell me what this is about or-”

You were cut off as the men stopped their hammering to look at the two of you as you approached. Each one greeted you, but your eyes were glued to the newcomer. An easy grin hung on his lips and mirthful, green eyes stared at you as you gaped.

“Hey there, honey girl.”