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mir-iamwilde · 19 days ago

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Got A Funny Little Feeling || DAMIDGE

TAGGING: @dannyssylvester @mir-iamwilde

LOCATION: The Spare Room.

TIMEFRAME: 10/16, Morning.

WARNINGS: a little nsfw - not really.

NOTES: Midge realizes she's confusing Danny, they have a little talk about feelings.

Midge Wilde The day before had been a lot for Midge, but she was surprised by the way wanted to be spending her time with Danny while here. Yet, since earlier Danny had seemed…off. She wanted to give him space but an entire night felt like more than enough. She made her way over to him, a cup of coffee in each hand, “I’m not sure how you take it,” she offered, holding one mug out to him as she sat down, “But I figure shitty coffee is shitty coffee whether it has cream and sugar or not.”

Danny SylvesterDanny was just so confused. He and Midge had a good relationship so far, okay yeah they'd only been on one date but they'd hit it off and he was keen for them to start up some sort of regular hook up thing. And he thought she felt the same. But yesterday when he was trying to make her feel better, she just seemed so closed off and pushed him away. So now he wasn't sure what was going on. He saw Midge approach him and he sighed, but took the coffee anyway. "Thanks." And he took a little sip. "Good sleep?"

Midge Wilde“I mean, I slept in a sleeping bag on the floor of a dive bar,” she said letting out a small trying to lighten the mood. “So yeah, it was great. What about you!” She had tried not to take seeing him sigh personally, but it was hard to get out of her own head. Midge sat silently for a minute, sipping her coffee before finally getting the nerve to ask, “Did I piss you off or something?”

Danny Sylvester"Oh first time?" He joked back, but his smile was small. Then he shook his head. "I gave up on sleep the first night honestly." They sat there in an awkward silence, drinking their coffees before she spoke up again. "No." Danny replied, a little shrug. "You haven't pissed me off."

Midge Wilde“I think so!” She teased back, but it seemed to fall flat. “I’m sure you’ll sleep better once you’re back in your own bed.” Midge really didn’t know what to think, or to say. She felt incredibly self conscious wondering if she’d somehow managed to chase him off, when truly all she’d wanted was to keep him interested. “Okay.” She nodded, staring into her coffee, “I guess, I can leave you alone if you want? You don’t really seem like you’re in the mood for me,” she said, fighting like hell to keep the sadness out of her voice but it was there despite her best efforts.

Danny SylvesterHe just nodded along, staring down at the coffee just laying in his mug, a bitter taste in his mouth from it. When Midge said she was going to leave, he whipped his head around to look at her, and seeing her sad expression he laid his hand on her arm. "No wait, I'm sorry." And Danny twisted his body around to look at her better. "I just... Why have you been pushing me away? I'm just trying to help."

Midge WildeShe didn’t know why she felt so relieved that Danny wanted her to stay there, feeling his hand on her arm created goosebumps. Midge tilted her head at his question, trying to understand what he meant, and letting out a sigh at the realization. “I’m not trying to push you away, I’m…” she trailed off, wanting to find the right words, “You are helping,” she finally said, bringing her own hand to rest on top of his, “It’s just that we just met before all of this and I don’t know what it is but I feel like I just want to tell you every stupid thought that comes into my head, and I want to fuck you all the time.” Midge bit her lip, “I feel like if I do both of those things I’m going to chase you away, and I’m just going to be the weird girl that kept you entertained during lockdown.” She was never really this vulnerable, not with anyone, and half expected Danny to get up and walk away laughing. “I don’t want to just never hear from you again, you talk about hanging out and watching movies, and wearing matching costumes and I don’t want to ruin that.”

Danny SylvesterDanny wasn't the best with feelings, or girls with feelings, but he wanted to understand what was wrong with Midge and how he could help. So he was glad when she started to talk to him. When she talked about sleeping with him, he smirked, she was still interested. "You're not going to chase me away Midge. I know we're in a shitty situation right now, but once things are back to normal I'm not planning on ditching you." Danny's smile was soft now and he shifted a little closer. "I like you, you're cool. Not many girls are like you. So I thought we could be friends and do all that shit and fuck all the time as well." And he dipped his head a little. "I thought maybe I'd scared you off or something."

Midge WildeMidge nodded at his reassurance, hoping he meant what he was saying, or that he wouldn’t change his mind when this was over. When he dipped his head, she felt a wave of guilt, and couldn’t stop herself from leaning forward to press a kiss to the top of his head, “I’m sorry I made you feel that way.” She said, her voice barely a whisper. “For what it’s worth, you don’t scare me at all. It’s just easy to get naked, you know? But talking about something real isn’t, not for me.”

Danny SylvesterThe kiss made him smile and he looked back up at her. "It's okay, I'm just not used to this." He admitted. "I'm not exactly a great guy and people don't really like me so it's hard for me to do stuff like this." Danny's smile turned into a grin now. "Yeah I get that. I'd rather get naked than talk about feelings and shit. But we're kind of limited here." And he reached up and brushed some hair behind her ear. "It is killing me to not be able to get naked with you though."

Midge WildeMidge shook her head at his words, “You seem pretty great to me,” she said softly, “The not great guys don’t usually follow you to make sure you’re okay, or tell you that there’s more to you than sex, or worry about why you’re pushing them away.” Midge leaned her head into his hand when he touched her, “Well, we could try to find somewhere private, or we just keep letting this thing build, imagine all the anticipation.”

Danny SylvesterHe just shrugged, he wasn't going to get into all the bad stuff right now, that could wait for another time. "I just care about you, that's all. Even though we've only just met and been on one date." Danny smiled and stroked her cheek gently. "Hey that's up to you, I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do." Then he moved his hand away and his lips replaced it, brushing a soft kiss to her cheek.

Midge WildeMidge smiled, a blush growing on her cheeks when he said he cared about her, “Well, ditto.” When he kissed her cheek she turned her head to catch his lips with her own, taking in the bitter taste of the coffee on them. “I want to,” she whispered, pulling away just enough that her forehead was resting against his, “I don’t want to wait, I want you, I just might need you to keep a hand over my mouth so I don’t end up screaming.”

Danny SylvesterAs she turned to meet him in a kiss, he eagerly kissed her back. The grin on his face when the pulled away was big, and he slowly moved his hand to rest on her thigh. "Good. Because I don't want to wait either." And Danny kissed her again. "I'd love to hear you scream, but I know the others wouldn't." He thought to himself for a moment and looked around. "The perk of working here is I know where all the keys are. Want to do it in one of the VIP rooms?"

Midge Wilde"I have the feeling you'll get to hear it plenty of times in the future." She smiled, nodding at his question. "You go get the keys, I'll go grab us a bottle of something and we can meet there in 5 minutes?"

Danny SylvesterHe went back in for one more kiss, the taste of her lips already addicting to him, and he nodded. "Sounds perfect. I'll see you there."

#ftf: danny 003 #ftf: danny #ftf: 004 #ftf: all #danny: all

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corimmy · 26 days ago

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You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress. Oh, Kiss me! || ZAMMY

TAGGING ➝ @zachwilde, @corimmy

LOCATION ➝ TABLE + ICE

TIME FRAME ➝ 10/09. Evening.

WARNINGS ➝ Possible mentions of childhood abuse, and csa, religious trauma - nothing mentioned super specifically or indepth.

NOTES ➝ Immy plans a first date for her and Zach, they discuss some deep feelings, and some fluff.

Immy CortesNervous didn't even begin to cover what Immy was feeling as she dropped Malea off with Haley for the night, she was verging on panic. It was silly, really, but she couldn't help it, she wanted this night to go well, she wanted every night with Zach to go well, and if this one went poorly, she worried there wouldn't be any more to come. Normally, one person picks another up for a date, but because she had to drop Malea off, and wanted to make sure everything was set up to her standards she asked Zach to meet her at her restaurant.

Immy was upstairs on the rooftop patio, the restaurant closed on Wednesday nights to give the staff a night off, meant the place was quiet and private and hopefully not too romantic that she'd run them off, which is why she opted not to put candles on the table, and instead using the bars low lighting. The whole rooftop was cleared, with the exception of their table, and the place was empty with the exception of a few staff who she was paying double time for volunteering to work on their day off.

zach wildeZach didn't know what to expect tonight. He'd been nervous, pacing back and forth in his apartment only just an hour before. The conversation they'd had about taking things slow made complete sense, and Zach was glad to know that they were on the same page. But now, Immy was figuring out if she still felt the same way about Zach now, and not just teenager Zach.

When they finally arrived on the rooftop patio, Zach was at a loss for words. One, because of the set up. And two, because Immy was the most beautiful woman they'd ever seen in their life, they were sure of it. They walked up to her, not being able to hold themselves back from just completely checking them out. Zach wrapped his arms around Immy, pulling her close. "Wow.." He pressed a kiss against her cheek before pulling away. They took her hand in their own, eyes locking onto Immy's. "You're absolutely breathtaking, Immy."

Immy CortesHer heart raced when she saw them step onto the patio and finally felt a bit of calm for the first time all night when Zach wrapped their arms around her. She was certain the way her whole body reacted to them couldn’t just be old feelings resurfacing. A deep blush rose on her cheeks when she heard their words, and she couldn’t stop herself from tugging on their hand to pull him in for a real kiss this time.

“Sorry, I’ve been thinking about kissing you since the last time we kissed, I didn’t think I could wait any longer.” Immy grinned, and then motioned to the table, “we should eat, there’s a surprise later and I want to make sure we’ve finished eating and have everything cleared away when it’s time. The menu is smaller than a full menu since we’re closed and a lot of stuff gets made in batches but there are burgers, so I figured you’d be okay with the limited options.” She said, sitting down in her own seat and smiling as one of her servers came over with water and to take their orders.

zach wildeZach was more than happy to feel Immy's lips against his again. He couldn't help his somewhat dopey grin as he said: "You never have to apologize for kissing me, Im." The fact that there was a surprise later caught Zach's surprise, but not enough to quickly pull out the chair for Immy.

Zach immediately ordered a burger, as they always did, and turned back to Immy. "So, back to this surprise.." They smiled, grabbing their water and taking a quick sip. "You're amazing. All of this?" Zach motioned towards the rooftop patio, and then towards her. "Amazing. I feel like I'm the luckiest person in the world now up here with you."

Immy CortesIt shouldn’t have surprised her when Zach pulled out her chair, and yet it did, just a small gesture like that was exactly one of the reasons she knew they were still such a good person after all these years. Immy ordered her own food, glad to hear Zach ordering his usual, and blushed again at his words. “I was worried you would think I was doing too much, but then at the same time nothing felt like it was enough for you.” She bit her lip, “I might be just a little smitten, and I’ve never really had a chance to plan a date like this, not a real date with someone I actually care about, so if anyone here is the lucky one, it’s me.”

Immy leaned back in her chair, debating on telling him now what the surprise was, “Do you want to know what the surprise is or would you rather wait and see? I’m okay either way, but I think it will take a little explaining.” Another thought occurred to her, and she cleared her throat, then took a sip of water, hoping she didn’t sound to forward, “This doesn’t have to mean anything, but for the record, Malea is sleeping over at Haley’s tonight so, I guess I’m saying I don’t have a curfew tonight.”

zach wildeEverything between Immy had felt so charged. Even with them just sitting here with one another, Zach found themselves feeling so much. With Immy simply saying she was smitten with them, they felt their heart beat just a little bit faster. "How about we're both lucky?" Zach suggested, not being able to take his eyes off of her. In this lighting, she was absolutely breathtaking. "Just a little smitten?" Zach tilted his head to the side, smiling playfully. "I'll remember that. I'm a little bit smitten with you too, though."

Zach was going to respond to Immy concerning the surprise, but was taken aback when she told him that Malea was staying the night at Haley's. He couldn't help the way he immediately thought of all the things he could do with her, provided that was what she wanted. Perhaps that was thinking too far, but they couldn't help themselves. Immy was intoxicating. "Okay. But, just to be clear. Are you intending it to mean something?"

Immy Cortes“Okay, we’re both lucky,” Immy agreed. “Maybe more than a little on my part.” She admitted. Her blush deepened at their words and she shook her head, trying to figure out what she did mean. “I just mean, we’re adults and I’m physically attracted to you and I think you feel the same and I’m not saying we definitely should go home and bone,” she said with a laugh, “I just mean, we can go wherever the night takes us, I don’t believe in rules about needing to go on so many dates, and we don’t have to worry about me needing to rush out to get Malea. But if you’re wondering if I want to sleep with you, the answer is definitely yes.”

zach wildeZach couldn’t stop himself from smirking just a bit at her last comment. He cleared his throat and took a sip of water, taking a second before he replied with something too inappropriate for a first date. Instead, they focused on the feeling that Immy had felt comfortable enough with them to want that. He reached his hand over the table and took Immy’s hand in his own. Zach locked eyes with her. “Whatever you want. Everything will be at your pace. Personally, I’m okay with kissing you all night long like we’re in high school again.” He laughed, thinking back on how nervous he’d been to kiss her back then. “But just to let you know, my answer is definitely yes too. Just thought you should know.”

Immy CortesShe gave him her hand happily, squeezing theirs back gently. “The kissing all night is definitely an option, too.” But she was glad to hear that they were just as interested as she was. She was pulled from her thoughts when the food arrived, grateful for a break in the tension because she wasn’t sure if she was about to climb into their lap right here in the restaurant.

Immy thanked the server that brought the food and checked the time on her watch, they still had a decent amount of time before the sculpture instructor arrived. “Is your burger okay?” She asked, enjoying her pasta probably a little too quickly, but she was definitely a foodie and couldn’t help but dive right in. “Sorry,” she laughed as she pushed her nearly empty plate to the side, “I was hungry.”

zach wildeNo matter what, when there was a burger in front of Zach, he was going to inhale the thing like he'd never eaten before in his life. He looked up just in time for Immy to ask him if his food was good. He finished the large bite in his mouth and then nodded. "It's incredible. As someone who has eaten their fair share of burgers.. and by that, I mean, way too many fucking burgers.. this has got to be top ten." Zach wiped off their mouth, making sure there was nothing on their face. They looked at their finished plate and laughed. "Never apologize for eating. I'm sure it's incredible."

They finished up their burger quickly after that, pushing it to the side. Zach started feeling somewhat antsy about the supposed surprise, so he couldn't help but ask. "First off, thank you so much for dinner and setting this whole thing up. It really has been incredible. And second.. The more time that goes on, the more I'm wondering about this surprise. What do you have up your sleeves, Im?"

Immy CortesImmy grinned as they finished their food as well, “Well, I’ll have to let the chef know that you approve.” She smiled, declining to order any dessert for herself when the server came back for the plates, waiting to see if Zach wanted any.

Immy held her arms up at her sides slightly, “I have no sleeves,” she teased but didn’t want to keep him waiting. “Umm, hopefully this isn’t too strange but I saw you say that you’d like to try sculpting sometime. I hired someone from a local studio to come here and give us a lesson. She should be here soon, but if you’re not interested I can text her and tell her we’re all set.” She said, nerves suddenly taking over her.

zach wildeZach scrunched his nose, amused with Immy's little joke. However, he was stunned into silence when she explained that she hired someone to give them a lesson on sculpting. The whole idea that she'd seen their casual answer of a skill they'd like to learn, and made this happen. "I..." They started, not really knowing what to say. Sure, people had done some kind things for him before, but something about this felt different. It felt.. more. In a good way. In a really good way.

"I don't know what to say other than thank you. That's so thoughtful." With every passing second that Zach spent with Immy, they were becoming more and more sure that their feelings were for Immy and not just because of what they felt when they were teenagers. "Of course I'm interested." He paused. "How long until she's going to be here? Because I really want to kiss you."

Immy CortesThe silence dragged on for long enough for Immy to feel self conscious about the date she’d planned, but she felt herself relaxed when they seemed happy by the surprise. “We have about ten minutes.” She said, grinning as she looked around, not really wanting to make out in front of her staff but wanting to kiss them just as badly. “I could show you my office, if you wanted.” She offered, taking his hand and leading him to the door that lead to her office.

It wasn’t anything magnificent, just a desk and a couch pushed against the windows, but the view was almost as nice as the rooftop. “I just figured we could have some privacy for a few minutes and I don’t want to have to pay for therapy for my staff for forcing them to watch their boss come unglued on a date.” She smiled, stepping closer to them and resting her hands against his chest, “Zach, I just really hope you know how incredibly grateful I am for you, for believing the best of me even after all this time, for not believing your dad about me, for always making me feel safe, for so many things, really. I’ve never felt the same way about anyone as I have about you, and I appreciate you being willing to take things slow with me, but I truly can’t imagine that the way I’m feeling is all in my head. It’s not just feelings from when we were kids, not for me, I know that already.”

zach wildeZach was happy to be led into Immy's office. He took a look around, but soon thereafter focused all of his attention on her. He laughed. "Yeah.. That would be embarrassing for them and you, I think." When she stepped closed to them, they wrapped their arms around her waist and pulled them in closer. "There's nothing in this world that could make me believe anything that man says. And even then, I know you. I know you would've never done what he said." He took in a deep breath, just needing her to know that he was always going to feel that way.

Zach leaned down and pressed their lips against Immy's, letting it linger for a long moment before they pulled away. "Sorry. I can't help it. But.. I'm really glad you feel that way. Because ever since I've seen you tonight, I've known that it's not just leftover feelings. I think it's you, Immy. I'm just... so fucking crazy about you. I want to get to know everything about you, and what you've been doing these last years. I want to know what's been going on inside of that beautiful mind of yours. It was you then and it's you now, babe."

Immy CortesShe just couldn’t understand what she’d ever done in life to get as lucky as she was. She was blessed with the most amazing child, a career she loved, and for a long time she had felt that that was enough. She knew she could be content in life with just that, she wondered about maybe one day falling in love, but didn’t really see it for herself. But she never could have dreamed up this, having Zach Wilde holding her in their arms and telling her they were crazy about her. Immy lived her life in pure misery as a child, and then one day there was Zach, and he changed everything. And now she was an adult, living contently and accepting of that, and then again, one day there was Zach and it felt like everything could be different.

Immy felt a tear escape her but she quickly wiped it away, standing on her tip toes to press another kiss to their lips. “I don’t know how I ever got so lucky, between you and Malea I have to be the luckiest person on the planet to get to have you both in my life. I’ve never felt the way I felt about you with anyone else, not even Malea’s dad, and I truly didn’t think I ever would again until I saw you again.”

zach wilde Zach kissed Immy on one cheek, and then the other, and then moved to her forehead. He wished that he could kiss her everywhere right then and there, just to show her how much she meant to him. They cupped Immy's cheek in their palm, just looking down at her and admiring her for everything that she was. "You've got me feeling really special, Im." Zach's voice was quiet, and he rubbed his thumb along her bottom lip, just looking at her.

"Looking at you like this, right now, I feel like the luckiest fucking person in the world." They took in a deep breath and smiled. "I struggle a lot, simply put. With my anxiety and ..just everything with my dad. Sometimes I swear I can hear his boots stomping down the hallway and straight to my room. I'll be up for hours trying to convince myself he's not in my house. Things feel really dark a lot of the time. But you're this bright light, allowing me to finally breathe just right."

Immy CortesIt was the way Zach seemed to really see her that had made Immy fall in love back then and it was the same thing that was making her fall so hard now. He didn’t just think she was hot, or want her body, he truly saw her and wanted her. There were still things they didn’t know about her past, and now wasn’t the time to bring them up, but somehow she knew that even if they did know, theyd still choose to be here with her. “You are special, Zach.”

She felt her heart breaking for them when they spoke, wishing she could take that pain away. She’d go through all of the pain she’d been through and then some if it meant sparing Zach from the pain of their own past. “I don’t know how but if you say so, then I’m glad I can do that for you. You know, you can call me. If you’re having a night like that, please call me. Or just come over, I don’t care what time it is, I’m a light sleeper, I’ll wake up and if I can’t make you feel better then at least we’ll be up together.”

zach wilde

Zach smiled. Of course she'd invite him over when he was having a particularly bad night. Most times, he found himself awake in the middle of the night and painting. It was the one thing that seemed to calm his nerves. But going over to Immy's sounded much better. Zach already knew he was going to take her up on that offer. "Just by being here again. That's how you do it. And I'm definitely going to be coming over. Any excuse to see you."

Not wanting to continue thinking about his dad, Zach opted for something better. "Now, I believe we came in here for a reason.." They trailed off, small smile playing on their lips. They pressed their body against hers, pulling her as close as possible before kissing her. He kissed her hungrily, wanting to capture the taste of her. Zach hummed happily into the kiss, and then pulled away after a couple of minutes. "Is this okay?"

Immy Cortes

She was more than happy to let him kiss her, enjoying it maybe even more than she should. If they weren't in her office she'd consider moving things beyond kissing, but was grateful for the break in her thoughts when they pulled away. "More than okay," She grinned, and then let out a sigh, "But unfortunately I think our instructor will be here soon, we should probably make our way back out there and save the rest of this for later."

#psuzach #ftf: zach 004 #ftf: 004 #ftf: all #zach: all #ftf: zach

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hartenstraat-laura · 6 years ago

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@hartenstraat-stevie

The music for the reception was pumping around her, and yet Laura couldn’t seem to get in on the fun - at least not properly anyways. The brunette had been feeling off all day, and she hadn’t slept well the night before thanks to not being in a bed she was familiar with. So, she moved tom the exciting festivities to get some air that wasn’t polluted by way of perfume. Laura let out a sigh, and turned to see a tall male and offered him a small smile. “You need a break from everyone too?”

#ftf: 004 #ftf: stevie #hartenstraat event

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rxdshood-a · 3 years ago

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(PUMPKIN KING): for OUR MUSES to run into a group of jack o’ lanterns shaking people down. @catalystsofchange

“This situation just screams Nightwing to me, personally.” Jason drawled out lazily, leaning forward against the fire escape he was on while watching a group of jack o’ lanterns trying to steal from a man who seemed far too panicked about it being a group of pumpkins trying to get his wallet from him. “I got pumpkin guts on my new boots, dude. One called Kyle a twink.” Maybe Kyle, maybe him. Not that he would ever admit that to Dick of all people. He’d make fun of him for years and years to come. “Tell me, what do I get out of this? This guy will be okay without a debit card for a few days, I think.” Also, maybe he was feeling a bit lazy. Maybe. Dick probably knew that.

#int: event #event: dick grayson #int: dick grayson #ftf: dick grayson #int: ftf #dick grayson: 004 #catalystsofchange

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kenzharps-blog · 7 years ago

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FTF → KENZIE + BLAZE

MacKenzie had been pleasantly surprised with how the first night of the event went. Getting matched up with Kassidy was a nice surprise, and she was more than happy to spend the evening catching up with the girl. But tonight she felt her nerves build right back up again. Again, she’d let CeCe pick out her outfit, and while she didn’t own anything that could pass as 60′s, she liked the black dress she’d chosen for the night. Hopefully or date would, too. Or maybe not. What did it matter?

Slowly, she made her way around the room, in search of whoever wore the name Blaze. “Oh, hi.” She said, a raised eyebrow as she found them.

#ourtownevent: 001 #ftf: all #ftf: 004

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demiwonder-a · 4 years ago

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26. — protection @ofmagikandlimbo

Cassie knew she used her anger as protection from other people. She was unapprochable at the best of times and even without the lightning she felt run through her veins before her powers were zapped from her she had a bite that could rival most people. Though, she felt entitled to the anger and dislike she felt. It was hard for her to get her to change her mind when she was stuck on how she felt. Illyana was one of those things that she wouldn’t change her mind on. She hadn’t ever really give her a reason to in her mind.

The coffee shop Cassie was sat in was bustling enough and she was trying to finish the application for a receptionist position at SHIELD when a shadow was cast over her table. She looked up and she immediately scowled, shutting her laptop. “What?” The tone was flat, a sharp edge to it at best. She wasn’t in the mood for a fight (but it always was that, wasn’t it? Always a fight.) “Do you have any sort of inclination that this may be a good idea? Because it isn’t.”

#int: illyana rasputin #int: ftf #ftf: illyana rasputin #illyana rasputin: 004 #ofmagikandlimbo

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lenpez-blog · 7 years ago

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I Need You ➝ VALARION

VALENCIA: had been excited to see Amarion regardless of what was going on, but after she'd talked to Mari earlier, seeing him felt more like a need, instead of a want. She'd gone to his house, and picked up one of his cars like he'd asked, before going to the airport to pick him up. She'd spent a lot of the day crying in private, not wanting Marina to see her upset, but now she wished she could have been stronger, because she knew her eyes were red and puffy, and that wasn't how she wanted Amarion to see her. Stepping out of the car, she leaned against the door, spinning the key around on her finger as she waited to see him, trying to concentrate on her excitement, and forget her sadness.

#flrpamarion #ftf #ftf: 004 #ftf: iny #ftf: amarion #amarion

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whambamcam · 5 years ago

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Glancing around the pier of the rest of their friends, Cameron bit his lip. Nobody in sight. Perfect. With a grin, he snuck up behind Miles, slipping his hand into the other boy’s. “Has anyone ever told you you look cute from behind?” he muttered in his ear, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Come on the Ferris wheel with me... You can experience what it’s like being tall.” @miles-mccarthy

#miles.#miles: ftf.#event: 004.

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catferro · 4 years ago

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Harvey was feeling giddy, it was such a fun night with the boys. He definitely needed this after everything that’s happened this week. They had played games and talked about literally everything and anything. It was the best time he’s had. The alcohol also helped a lot, it made him lose most of his inhibition and really enjoy his time instead of focusing on his more negative thoughts.

After getting all the boys into their respective rides, he stayed behind to help Evan clear everything up. It was his idea after all, there was no way he was going to let someone as sweet as Evan to do the cleaning up. Looking over to where Evan was, he grinned foolishly. He’s always liked Evan and his easy going personality. Harvey always went to his coffee shop for the chance to see him, even though he was always the one to order a tea instead of a coffee. Just recently he told Evan that he liked him, in a flirting way -- it was a good sign that he didn’t immediately rebuke his advances.

Picking up another empty can, Harvey turned back to his task. It didn’t take long before they managed to get the place back to its original state. Still feeling the effects of the alcohol, Harvey sat down with a happy sigh.

@evan-atthebeach

#c:evan #ftf:evan #ftf:004

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mrhunterclarington-blog1 · 8 years ago

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ftf // huntbastian // pain & little pleasure.

Hunter was intrigued by Sebastian, that much was clear. He was going to be doing things he had never done with another guy before and while it wasn’t sexual, it sure had a sexual context. Especially with Sebastian getting aroused by the activities. Looking back at it, Hunter didn’t understand why he wanted to do it so much. Well, he understood, but he didn’t get why he let himself go so far. His interest in guys was getting harder to suppress and he wasn’t exactly making it himself easy. It was definitely going to be challenging to be with Sebastian for so long and doing something Hunter was into as well. He trusted himself not to get aroused before so he told himself that he could do that now as well.

To make it a little easier on himself, he had asked the other to come to his room. That way things felt more comfortable and he was reminded of who he was. A straight Dominant student. With a sigh, Hunter let himself fall onto the couch. He was nervous but of course he couldn’t show that. He had to show as little emotions as he could. Sebastian seemed to already have his thoughts on Hunter’s sexuality so he couldn’t exactly be risky. He had to play it safe. He was wearing loose jeans and a black v-neck shirt. Nothing too sexy. All Hunter could hope for now was that Sebastian wouldn’t try to seduce him too much. If he did, he would have to react quick and annoyed to keep up his shield.

@sirsebsmythe

#ftf: 004 #ftf: sebastian #sebastian

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gracekellymotta · 5 years ago

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Summer/Grace Chilling out

Grace was glad Jackson had come over the day before as she wanted to impress Summer. The girl seemed nice and Grace wanted to make a good first impresson on the people at this school. Always in the back of her mind was her father saying two claims. She heard a knock at the door and strode over to open it. “ Good afternoon Summer.” She said with a grin as she stepped to the side to let the other in.

@summerxevans

#chilling out #summer #ftf 004 #switch

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mir-iamwilde · 15 days ago

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I'm Not a Princess, This Ain't a Fairytale || DAMIDGE

TAGGING: @dannyssylvester, @mir-iamwilde.

LOCATION: Mexican Restaurant and then Midge's apartment.

TIMEFRAME: 10/18, evening.

WARNINGS: nsfw, mentions of sex.

SUMMARY: Danny takes Midge out on a date, and then back to her apartment where he discovers one of her secrets.

Danny Sylvester

Lockdown had been weird and totally fucked with everyone's head, but Danny tried his best to stay calm and keep the situation calm too. And even though he'd had a date with Midge the day before the earthquake happened, he didn't expect them becoming friends as he tried to comfort her. He liked her, he really did, and although it took a lot of convincing her that he was being honest and wasn't going to ditch her anytime soon, they were finally on the same page. And now they were going on another date. Why not? Even if they didn't end the night together, it was just nice for Danny to hang out with someone that wasn't one of his sisters. Pulling up outside Midge's place on his bike, he shot her a text and sat waiting for her to come out.

Midge Wilde

Making her way to the door, she grinned as she stepped out to find Danny waiting. "You know, a lady likes when a gentleman comes to the door to get her." She teased, stepping closer to him so she could rest a hand on his chest, "Lucky for you, I'm not much of a lady and you're not exactly gentle, are you?" She waited to see if he was going to kiss her or what before making the move herself, though she'd been wanting him to since the last time they kissed, especially since she was actually clean now, wearing fresh clothes, and didn't feel greasy and sticky.

Danny Sylvester

When he saw Midge coming out, Danny took his helmet off and grinned at her. At her words, he just shrugged, a little smirk on his face. "You're definitely right there, I'm not gentle and you like it." Not being able to help himself, he moved forward to kiss her, softly at first but then he deepened it. She smelt good, not that she didn't before but actually being clean helped. "You ready to go?" He asked and leant over to grab his spare helmet and pass it to her. "Movie first right?"

Midge Wilde

She relaxed into the kiss, feeling her body fit against his as she wrapped her arms around him. Midge nodded when he asked if she was ready to, surprised that she felt a little nervous. "I don't care, we can go sit at McDonald's, whatever you want to do, in whatever order, I'm just happy to be able to go do anything. And happy to be spending time with you." She grinned, taking the helmet and putting it on, "Is this right?" She asked, making sure he could adjust it if it needed it.

Danny Sylvester

Honestly he was quite content to stay there all night making out with Midge, but the girl deserved a good date. Danny smiled softly at her and nodded. "You know what, going to the movies on a date is kinda lame because you can't talk to each other. Why don't we go to dinner and then go back to your place and watch a movie there? Then we can talk all we want without pissing anyone off." As Midge put the helmet on, he couldn't help but grin, she looked adorable. He nodded and reached forward to adjust it slightly, letting it settle on her head better. He then put his own on and tapped the side of it. "There's mics in the helmets, you should be able to hear me and I can hear you."

Midge Wilde

“You’re right, it’s only fun when you’re a teenager and need a place to feel each other up, I have a whole apartment for that.” She let him adjust it and then grinned when said there were mics, “Okay, fancy pants” she laughed, waiting for him to get settled before climbing on to the bike behind him. Midge wrapped her arms around his waist, “You sure you can handle me touching you this much while you drive this thing? I’ve got a lot of dicks left to suck in this life, I don’t want to die young.”

Danny Sylvester

Danny chuckled and raised an eyebrow at her. "Well it's settled then, dinner and back to your place to feel each other up." He laughed at her words and once he felt Midge's arms around his waist, he started his bike up. "Don't worry, I'm good. Been riding since I was legal so I have plenty of experience." The tone of his words definitely made it sound like an innuendo. "I hope one of those dicks is mine though babygirl."

Midge Wilde

"Great," She agreed. Midge laughed at his words, shaking her head, even if he couldn't see it. "Speaking of riding, I see you still have full use of your legs, guess no wheelchairs were necessary, huh? Sounds too bad for you." She said, she had meant to be joking, but her voice was a bit more serious than intended. In the grand scheme of things, flirting in front of her wasn't really that bad, considering all that she'd done, but she knew if she didn't at least make a comment it would bug her all night. "Yeah, I could see that being a possibility, besides, I remember you mentioning something about wanting all of my holes, and I aim to please."

Danny Sylvester

He heard the slight firmness in her tone and rolled his eyes. Not that he had much to say, he got jealous when it came to her too. "Actually I haven't been to see Reagan yet. So we'll see what happens." And that's all he replied with, continuing to press on with their journey. Danny had promised that he was a good rider, but he sure wasn't expecting that comment from Midge and had to use his full concentration to not turn and look at her. "I'm glad you remembered. I'm planning on making that a reality." They zipped in and out the streets and were soon heading to Venice Beach. "You like Mexican food? There's a great place down here that I just found."

Midge Wilde

"Forgive me for passing on the blow by blow when you do." She said, her voice a bit lighter now. It wasn't like they hadn't discussed sleeping with other people, hell she had a whole weekend trip with someone coming up, and she'd been the one who had brought it up, she needed to let it go. Midge grinned to herself after her comment, certain that she felt the man's body tense at her words, though she couldn't know for sure. "As long as you follow you through on all the things we talked about." She added. "Mexican sounds great. I like all food. I'm not trying to be sappy either, I just am happy to enjoy the night with you."

Danny Sylvester

Danny ignored her comment, knowing that she didn't mean it in a bad way. Midge could sleep with whoever she wanted too, but he definitely didn't want to hear about it. Seemed like they were on the same page now at least. "Oh don't worry I will. Anything you want to do, name it. I'll be definitely into it I'm sure." He slowed his bike down as he turned through some tight corners and came to a stop by a strip of bars and shops. "Well if it's not sappy, then I am happy to just enjoy the night with you too." And he turned around to help her take her helmet off.

Midge Wilde

She stepped off the bike, waiting as he helped with the helmet, and then smoothing her hair down. Once his own helmet was off, she leaned into him, placing another kiss on his lips. "So, what's your favorite thing to eat here?" She asked, reaching her hand out for his to hold as they entered the restaurant. "Wait, you know we can't hook up here, right? I know lockdown was crazy but I'm not generally a fuck in the booth kind of girl." she grinned.

Danny Sylvester

He fully planned to kiss her once his helmet was off, so he was glad that she beat him too it, grinning brightly at her. At Midge's question, he raised an eyebrow and smirked, but answered her anyway. "They do a great taco platter here. Either that or the burritos." Danny took her hand and led her inside, the hostess pointing them to a both in the back corner. Laughing at her words, he shook his head. "Yeah I know, I'm not that bad. This is just to spend some time together, hang out and talk. Then we hook up later. If you want it."

Midge Wilde

“Great,” she grinned, when he said he liked the taco platters. “I’ll get that. Then when you kiss me later I’ll taste like your favorite thing. And then when you eat me out after that I’ll be your new favorite dessert.” Midge sat down on one side of the booth, shrugging at his words, “I was just saying, I know you find me irresistible.” Midge glanced at the menu, though she knew what she wanted, but ordered a margarita when the waitress asked what she wanted to drink. “Okay, so tell me.” She said, taking a sip of her drink once it had arrived, “What’s the deal with staying at your sister’s place?”

Danny Sylvester

"You're going to have a whole taco platter to yourself? I'm impressed. Unless you wanted to share one?" He sat opposite her and licked his lips. "I think you're right, you will be my favorite dessert." And he couldn't wait to tuck in. Chuckling at her words, he just shook his head and ordered a soda for himself. Danny had took a quick look over the menu and was about to take a sip of his drink, but then sighed. Great, this was going to be a bit awkward and maybe open a can of worms. "I had lost my job and couldn't afford my rent anymore. I got the job at Spare Room but I was behind on rent payments and was going to get kicked out, luckily Pen jumped in and said I could live with her." He gave a shrug. "It's just until I get enough money to get my own place again."

Midge Wilde

Midge laughed at his question, “I honestly don’t know how big it is, I was just trying to sound cool,” she admitted, shrugging a shoulder, but was pleased when he agreed on dessert. She felt a pang of guilt at the look on his face when he answered her question. Midge reached across the table, giving his hand a squeeze. “I wasn’t asking because I was judging, I was just curious.” She offered, truly she just wanted to know about him and his life, she was in no place to judge anyone. “I think it’s great that your sister was able to help, and that you were willing to accept the help.” She shrugged her shoulders, “Money comes and goes, you know? Jobs come and go, too.” She wasn’t exactly the best at comforting people but she did want Danny to know she had no judgment for his situation.

Danny SylvesterHe smiled softly at her. "Well if you want to try it then we can share, I'm cool with that." As Midge reached to grab his hand, he squeezed back and gave her a grateful smile. "Yeah I know I just... a thirty two year old guy living in his sister's spare bedroom is not a great look is it?" But Danny just nodded. "I had to accept her help, I had no choice, I wasn't going back on the streets." He tangled their fingers together, just for a bit more comfort. "Just wish I had something a bit more stable. Washed up bartender not a great look either." And he smiled sadly. "But I have no chance." He cleared his throat awkwardly. "What about you? Think you'll be working for your dad forever?" It was a dangerous question, but he needed to know, because he knew it wasn't safe for her.

Midge Wilde

She felt guilty as he spoke about money, knowing how much she had stashed away, but she also didn’t think Danny was the kind of person to take a hand out, and she didn’t want to offend him, but maybe in time she could figure out a way to help. “Well, are you trying to look good or are you trying to find something that fulfills you and helps you live a content life?” She asked, wanting to ask so many other questions, like why he’d been on the streets, when, for how long, why he felt he didn’t have a chance, but it all felt a little too personal and she didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, but she was tucking them away for later. “I think you only have no chance if you’ve already convinced yourself that that’s true.” Her body tensed slightly at the mention of her dad. He wasn’t even here and yet the thought of him brought her fear. “Definitely not. I’m just staying there as long as I need to.” She said, taking a long sip from her margarita, “And then I’ll hopefully never have to see him again.”

Danny Sylvester

Sighing again he sat back a little, but didn't let go of her hand. Normally he'd be annoyed, telling whoever was giving him a life lesson to mind their own business, but with Midge it was different, it felt like she actually cared and was helping other than judging him. "I'm trying to get by. Trying to live." And there was his answer really, living with his sister and having a crappy bartender job was better than nothing. Danny shifted a little awkwardly, but still listened to her words. "Yeah... Maybe. But it's not really been that easy for me to get a job." He watched her reaction when he mentioned her dad and he nodded, knowing that she fully meant the words she said. "Good. Because I don't trust that guy. You and your siblings need to get out of there."

Midge Wilde

She smiled again at his answer, “So, you’re working hard, surviving, and looking damn good doing it? I’m not sure I’m seeing where you think that’s not a great look. I think it’s respectable.” She shrugged. “Why not?” She asked when he said it wasn’t that easy to get a job for him before she could stop herself. Midge nodded when he said he didn’t trust her father. He hadn’t even met him but jusy from what little Midge had said he was on her side, and it meant the world to her. “Yeah, well…Something tells me that he’ll always be looming over us somehow, but what can you do?” She cleared her throat. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make everything so serious. I just want to know more about you, maybe I should have started out a little bit lighter. Like…What’s your favorite unsolved murder?”

Danny Sylvester

He rolled his eyes a little but laughed. "Damn good huh? That's one hell of a compliment. But thanks. I just overthink things, there's a lot of pressure on me right now and I'm really just trying to do my best without being an asshole." She'd tell him he wasn't an asshole, but he still thought he was one. Danny let go of Midge's hand now and looked away. "Because of my criminal record. A lot of places don't employ people who have been to jail." Now he wanted to very quickly move the subject along. "But if you don't work with him or live near him then he won't be looming over you all the whole time." Giving her a bigger smile now, he took a sip of his drink and shook his head. "Don't tell me you're one of those true crime girls? Because if we start watching shit you know I'm going to get addicted." Then he reached for her hand again. "You can ask anything about me. It just might be a little hard to tell you some stuff. I don't know why but I want to tell you everything."

Midge Wilde

"Well, I'm always here to relieve some pressure when you need to." She smiled, biting her lip. She was surprised to hear he'd been to jail, but again, she didn't want to judge, and he didn't seem to want to talk about it, so she didn't want to push it. "Hey, I really am a pretty good listener if you want to talk about it, but it's okay if you don't." Was all she said, before laughing at his question. "Oh, totally. It's almost like morbid curiosity, like if I watch murder documentaries, I'll be able to spot a murderer right away and avoid them, or at least fight my way away from one if I don't realize in time." Midge looked down when he said he wanted to tell her everything, hiding the blush that formed, because she felt like she wanted to tell him everything, too. "Okay. Well, for now I think maybe I've interrogated you enough." She smiled, only letting go of Danny's hand when the food came. "Okay, you're right, I can't eat this whole thing."

Danny Sylvester

Danny knew she meant it, and he would definitely take her up on it whenever she offered. "It's just because people judge me. I know you probably won't but still, it doesn't paint me in a good picture. Maybe later though." His smile grew though as Midge talked, sounding oddly passionate. "I don't know if it really works like that but I'll trust your judgment I guess." He chuckled. "Okay so maybe it's my turn to interrogate you then." And squeezed her hand one last time before their food was placed down before them. "I know right? It's crazy but it's so so good." And he grabbed the first taco, ignoring that it was a little messy and took a bite.

Midge Wilde

Midge nodded, she wanted to have a fun night, and while she also wanted to know everything about Danny, she could see that talking about this wasn't fun for him, and it could wait for later. "You let me know when." She said, giving him a genuine smile, that she hoped showed she was serious. She raised an eyebrow when he said it was his turn to interrogate her but shrugged, "Okay, go for it." Midge watched happily as Danny grabbed a taco and took a bite. "How is that? Is it good? I know how much you love a good taco." She said with a laugh, "Man, I've been waiting to say that all night. Are you sure you want to be on a date with me when this is my level of comedy?"

Danny Sylvester

He gave her a grateful smile and nodded. Of course he trusted her, but for some reason it was hard to tell her because Midge was the last person that he ever wanted to think badly of him. "Alright well, favorite color seems like a pretty obvious one, oh and favorite flower." Danny grinned. The food was as excellent as the first time he tried it and he nodded at her. But then he rolled his eyes hard and had to cover his mouth as he smirked. Once he'd swallowed he shook his head. "That was so bad. But you're right, I love a good taco. Do you?" Then his smile was genuine. "I definitely want to be on a date with you."

Midge Wilde

"Favorite color is hard, actually. It changes a lot. I guess it kind of frequents around like aqua and coral and yellow, but honestly every day I feel like if you asked it would be different. Today I'm feeling very yellow. Flowers are easier. I love sunflowers, but lilacs smell the best." She knew there had to be women out there who were so much easier to deal with than her, she could never just have a simple answer to a simple question, but she also saw no point in lying about it. She was who she was.

Watching his reaction, she couldn't help but laugh again, grabbing a taco for herself, "Are you referring to the food or to pussy, because the answer is yes?" She said, taking a bite of her own taco now, a little embarrassed as she let out a small moan at the flavors exploding in her mouth, "God, I love food so much, there is almost nothing in this world that's better than good food and good sex." Midge blushed when he said he wanted to be on a date with her. They were on a date, their second date, in fact, and he had asked her to come, and yet still, hearing him say it gave her butterflies. "Well, ditto."

Danny Sylvester

He was just so enraptured by her, it wasn't just one words answers to everything, she had an explanation for reasons and he loved that, leaning forward with a grin as she spoke. "I love that, especially because it's not just pink or blue or whatever it's specific shades." Not that he really knew much about colors or even flowers, just easy and fun questions. "Yeah sunflowers are cool. Bright and happy like you."

"Both." Danny laughed, happy to know that the answer was yes to both. At her moan he raised an eyebrow, but had to hold back the urge to jump the table and take her there and then. "Well this is the good food part of the night. I hope the good sex is to come." He smiled happily and nodded, before grabbing a different kind of taco this time. "So was this place a good choice?"

Midge Wilde

She relaxed when he didn’t seem to put off by her answers, “I’m not sure anyone has ever described me as bright and happy,” she laughed, but maybe it was just because around Danny she always seemed to be. “But if you’re asking me this as some cute little set up to get me my favorite flowers for our next date or something, just keep in mind that I prefer sour patch kids.”

“Great choice.” She enjoyed the entire meal in comfortable conversation with Danny, more than happy that he was so easy to talk to, and soon enough they were back at her apartment, settling onto the couch. “So, are you sick of talking to me yet? Wishing you’d follow through on that dinner and movie plan so I’d have to shut up for a while?” She teased, her feet tucked underneath her as she leaned against him, a hand resting on his chest and her head on his shoulder.

Danny Sylvester

"Well I said you are, so you are." And he shrugged. "Damn. Figured me out straight away. I can't get anything past you." Okay he was trying to find out a little bit of information for future dates, but hey if she'd prefer candy over flowers then that was fine with him. Then maybe he'd get some of it. Once they were back at Midge's apartment, Danny had relaxed more, especially now he was close to her again. "Want you to shut up? No I think I can still deal with it for a little longer." His arm was wrapped around her waist and he tugged her a little closer. "Unless... there might be one way I can keep you quiet." And he moved his head down and kissed her softly.

Midge Wilde

She smiled into the kiss, enjoying the way his arm around her felt so secure. “Well, kissing me might shut me up for a little bit, but as soon as it goes beyond that, good luck without something to gag me with.” Midge reached up, rubbing her fingers through his hair gently before kissing him again.

Danny Sylvester

Once she finished talking he kissed her back, a little more hot this time. When he pulled away he nipped on her bottom lip and then grinned. "I don't know, I like when you're loud. I love hearing how good I am." Danny moved closer, loving the little touches she always did to him, it was cute. "But if gagging is something you're into, maybe we can do that."

Midge Wilde

She gasped at the nip, her body involuntary grinding against his just slightly, “Well, I know one thing I definitely want to gag on,” she said, hand training down his shirt until it rested over the zipper of his jeans, hoping to feel that he wanted her as badly as she wanted him. “I want you to do whatever you want with me. I like being told what to do, and being told how I’m a good girl.” Midge looked up to meet his eyes, “and sometimes I like not doing what I’m told and having to be reminded who’s in charge.” She smiled again, leaning away from him slightly, so she could get her feet out from underneath herself and straddle him, “Do you want to take my dress off and figure out which one I’m gonna be tonight or do I have to beg?” (edited)

Danny Sylvester

At Midge's words Danny had to hold back a groan and his hips rolled forward, definitely knowing what he wanted her to do first. He was getting hard now and he knew that she would feel it as she moved her hand down. As she spoke his eyes darkened as his mind filled with all the things they could do together. The night was young. "Well I love good girls, especially when they listen to exactly what I tell them to do. And they always deserve to be rewarded." He whispered in her ear, moving ever so close to her. "But I can't help myself, I love a bad girl too. Because that means that I have to remind her who's boss and she gets punished." Midge moved on top of him and Danny's hands went straight to her hips. "Let's take the dress off first, then we'll find out."

Midge Wilde

Her body felt hot at his words, her cheeks had to be red, completely giving her away, but she didn’t care. She liked Danny knowing exactly how badly she wanted him, he never shied away from it, or left her disappointed because he was all talk, he had delivered on everything he’d told her so far, and she knew tonight would be no different. She just had to decide if she wanted to be rewarded or punished, because both sounded amazing and made chills run down her spine. When he spoke, her hands went down the hem of her dress. She pulled it up and over her head, tossing it to the ground quickly and leaving her in just her bra and panties. Maybe tonight was a good girl night, but who knew the night was still young.

Danny Sylvester

A smirk grew on his face as he watched her, knowing that she was liking what he was saying. He rolled his hips up again to grind into her, a soft groan now leaving his mouth. Midge started to pull her dress off and Danny moved his hands so he could help her, it quickly falling to the floor. His hands were soon back on her, moving from her hips up to her waist when he stopped. Even though he'd had sex with her once before, he'd never really took much notice to her body, the two of them doing it in the dark of his bedroom to not disturb his sister and brother-in-law. "You have tattoos." He said out loud, his eyes looking all over them, they looked familiar... "They're interesting. Why have I seen these somewhere before?"

Midge Wilde

She shivered at the feeling of his hands on her, goosebumps rising on her skin. Midge was about to kiss him again when his hands stopped. She followed his eyes down, and nodded. “Yeah, I have this upside down cross,” she said pointing to her inner left thigh, “and then this rosary” she said, her fingers grazing across her inner right thigh now, tracing the beads of the rosary as they turned into a chain that went up her hip and then circled her waist. Then she stood up to turn around to show him the devil Trainor stamp holding the chain and looking like he was pulling it tighter, “and this one.” She finished, sitting back down on his lap and then letting out a small laugh, “I mean probably from seeing me naked?”

Danny Sylvester

They were cool, he couldn't deny that. Creative too, representing who she was clearly. Danny's fingers traced the same pattern over her thigh that hers did. But he was still confused. "No, I wouldn't have seen them, we were in the dark." His mind was racing, there couldn't be two people out there with the same tattoos. "Have you do any modelling before? Maybe I've seen you in an ad or something?" He felt like he was going crazy.

Midge Wilde

Midge let her eyes slide shut as he traced the ink on her skin. She shook her head at his question but she was pretty sure she understood now. “No, not modeling.” She said, her voice quiet. For some reason she felt nervous, afraid of Danny judging her, even though clearly if he had seen her tattoos before he must have been watching her content, but some guys had a way of thinking that watching was fine, but being the one doing it wasn’t. Midge cleared her throat, sitting up straighter now, as if steadying herself for the inevitable bad reaction to come. “Do you happen to subscribe to any onlyfans accounts?”

Danny Sylvester

When she said no, he was even more confused, certain he had figured it out. But then Midge was sitting up and Danny's hands fell as he watched he closely. Frowning at her question he nodded. "Yeah I do, I only watch a few people. Wait..." And everything started to click into place. "Oh my god." He gripped back onto her hips so she wouldn't move. "Oh my god it's you. You're like my favorite, you're so hot and your conten is amazing." But then he realised that he was maybe objectifying her and stopped. "Sorry, just got carried away. But yeah, that's where I know you from." And he grinned at her. It was a small world.

Midge Wilde

There had been very few times that someone actually recognized her from her only fans, and it had always been men, and while she had told a few trusted people who took it well, the ones who watched her and then realized it was her never seemed to take it well. It seemed they were either grossed out by her suddenly, as if she were somehow tainted now, or they thought it gave them the okay to treat her like a sex doll, she swore she could see the look in their eyes, like suddenly she wasn’t a person anymore and just a fantasy that they got to control. She liked being controlled when she knew she was safe to say no at anytime, and it never felt that way when a man was looking at her like that. Her heart sank when he answered, not wanting to end this night finding out which of the two camps Danny belonged to. When he gripped her thighs she worried that he was maybe in the second camp, but he didn’t seem to be looking at her in the same way. Instead he seemed more…starstruck? Maybe they wasn’t the right word, but it wasn’t a look she recognized. She smiled, grateful for the compliment and that he seemed to not be reacting horribly. “No, it’s okay. I don’t think anyone’s ever called me their favorite before, I mean other than the people paying for content and trying to ask for stuff.”

Midge licked her lips as she looked at him, her head tilting while she thought something over. “Would you ever do it?” She asked, thinking back to their discussion at the restaurant about his struggles with getting a job and needing to make more. “I mean, it’s not for everyone and I’m not trying to pressure you, but I could help if you wanted to try it out sometime. I mean even if you just wanted to do something on mine just to see how you like it or something. Or you don’t have to do anything, obviously. The money can be really good, though.”

Danny Sylvester

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to like make you seem like you weren't a real person." Danny replied, but then noticed that she was a little hesitant. Frowning he reached up to brush some of her hair from her face. "Hey, I'm not going to judge you Midge. And I'm never going to expect anything from you or force you to do something you don't want to do. Ever." And he hoped that that would reassure her.

Back when he had gotten out of jail and was really struggling for money he had briefly considered becoming a sex worker or something similar to get extra money but he didn't think anyone would want to sleep with a homeless guy so he quickly changed his mind. But now, now things were different. "I mean yeah I've thought about it before maybe." He shrugged and loosened his grip on her so they could talk properly. "I'd be down, especially if the money is good." As he thought about it more, the idea just seemed more and more appealing. "We could try something on your channel first of you'd like. That would be cool actually."

Midge Wilde

The way he noticed her being worried without her having to say a word was more comforting than she could say. She listened to his words, and her body relaxed easily, knowing that he meant what he’d said. Midge reached for his hand after he’d swept the hair from her face, pressing a kiss to his palm. “Thank you” she whispered, not wanting to dwell on it but she was grateful for Danny just being Danny and not judging her.

She considered his answer and shrugged, “I mean, like I said it’s not for everyone, and when some people find out they don’t like it. I mean…I know that you know what that’s like, but I just want to warn you.” She nodded when he said he’d want to try something, a small grin forming, “Okay, then it’s a plan, we’ll figure out when and what we want to do and you’ll be a star in no time.” Midge smiled, leaning forward again, pressing her lips to his, “But tonight I want you all to myself,” she said, still close enough that her lips brushed against his, then she dragged kisses from his jaw to his neck, her hands gliding from his chest, to his abs, to the top of his pants, “and I want to be all yours to do what you please with.”

Danny Sylvester

His smile to her was so soft and he just nodded at her thanks. "Yeah so we can try it and if it's not something I'm into then we can stop. But I think I'll probably be into it. And hey if it's good money, I'd be stupid not to try it." Danny kissed her and was very disappointed when she pulled away but as her hands roamed over his body, he smirked. "Oh do you? Well, I think you've been a very good girl today Midge, so I think you deserve a reward." And he grabbed her hand and guided it further down so she was touching his crotch, hoping she could feel how hard he was. "So what are you going to do about it?"

Midge Wilde

She leaned her forehead against his shoulder when he called her a good girl, a small moan escaping her. He really seemed to know how to make her come undone, even just with his words, and she couldn’t wait to see what he could bring out of her when he was actually touching her. She gave him a soft squeeze when he moved her hand, a grin forming on her lips as she met his eyes again. “I did tell you I wanted to gag on something tonight.” Midge slid off his lap, down to her knees on the floor in front of him. “Time for my favorite dessert.”

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