#ftf: nate

[mir-iamwilde]

My mind is running too fast. Shadows on the wall keep lurking. || Namidge

WHO: @natepuck, @mir-iamwilde

WHERE: Midge's Apartment

WHEN: The 7th of November

WHY: Nate has a disappointing date and shows up at Midge's who is home alone and grateful for the company.

WARNINGS: I think this is mostly just fluffy tbh.

nate puckerman Nate was officially an idiot, which is something he was very well in tune with. No matter who he hooked up with, it was never as good as it was with Midge. Was he on a mission to possibly find someone who could make him feel exactly like she did? Possibly. But at this point, he was pretty sure it was impossible. He had just spent the last hour with a girl who was very attractive, yes.. but completely underwhelming. He found himself standing in front of Midge's apartment, as he always did, and shot her off a text: actually proud of you for locking your door this time. let me in though

Midge WildeIt felt rare lately that Midge spent a night home alone, and she hated it. She used to enjoy her own space, but now she felt anxiety whenever she was alone. Still, she was determined to not let herself become pathetic and afraid, so she planned a night at home alone. She regretted it, as she sat with every light in her apartment turned on to make sure she was really alone, and could feel herself flood with relief when she saw the text from Nate pop up to say he was there. She hadn’t expected him, but she certainly welcomed the company. She sprang to the door, pulling it open as she regained her composure. “You just can’t stay away from me, can you? Even a locked door won’t deter you.” She grinned, stepping aside to let him in. “What’s up? You couldn’t find a poor girl to fall for your charm tonight?”

nate puckermanNate leaned forward to press a quick kiss to Midge's cheek, and rolled his eyes. He didn't want to let her know that he was actually coming from hooking up with a girl and came straight here instead. "Shit, does that make you a poor girl who fell for my charms?" He grinned, making himself comfortable as he grabbed himself a water bottle. "Nothing. Just wanted to see my favorite girl tonight. What's so wrong with that?" He'd been drinking, but the effects of the alcohol were almost long gone. After taking a few sips he walked over towards her, wondering why she was alone tonight. She was always around someone, whether it be him, Danny or some other lucky dude. Nate took her hand in his own. "You doing okay?"

Midge WildeShe grinned at his words, shaking her head, "No silly, you're the poor guy who fell for mine." She shut the door again, relocking it, and laughing when he spoke again. Midge didn't bother to be shy with Nate, she pulled her hand away from his, instead letting her hands land on his waist, snaking around to his sides to stand closer to him. Her eyes met his and she nodded, "I'm good, glad to have some company now." She smiled, her head tilting to the side, "You smell like alcohol and shitty perfume, so maybe you did find a poor girl to fall for your charm, what happened?"

nate puckerman"Poor guy? Far from it." Nate couldn't help himself whenever he was around Midge. He slid his hand down her back and let his hand rest on her ass and smiled down at her. He shrugged when she asked what happened. "Nothing happened. It was just shitty. I don't even know how to explain it, but I was not feeling myself with her." She wasn't you, he doesn't say. He probably didn't need to anyway. With his free hand, he cupped her chin gently, letting his thumb run over her jawline. "What have you been up to by yourself?"

Midge WildeShe let herself relax into his touch, her own hands finding their way to his chest now. “Shitty sex is the worst.” She commented, though maybe that wasn’t what he meant, but she wasn’t sure how far either of them should be diving into what he meant. Midge looked up at his touch, meeting his eyes and smiling. “I’d love to tell you I was doing something naughty and get you all wound up, but I wasn’t. I was just trying to find something to watch.” Her voice sounded sadder than she’d intended it to but she shook away the feeling, remembering how every light in the whole place was on and hoping that didn’t seem odd. Midge moved to lay one of her hands over his, moving his hand so she could kiss his palm, “Did you want to change that?”

nate puckermanNate knew Midge well enough at this point, and when she teased about doing something naughty - the tone of her voice told him something else. He looked around the apartment and then back at her. "You were looking for something to watch with all the lights on? C'mon now." Everything that had been going on with her dad had to have been weighing on her. He watched as she pressed a kiss to his palm and gave a small smile to her, shaking his head amusedly. He settled his hand behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss, though it was a soft one - not one that he would give to really anybody but her. "You know that I'm always down to fuck you." God, he was. She was fucking incredible, and she had him completely addicted. Nate paused. "But something's telling me that's not what you really want. Or am I wrong?"

Midge WildeShe sighed at his words, it was a blessing and a curse to have someone know her the way Nate did. Though kissing him was nice, she couldn’t deny that he was right, fucking wasn’t what she wanted right now, if it was she’d be doing it already, she’d have made plans for the night, or hell, she’d be down on her knees for Nate by now, but she knew that her head wasn’t in it right now. “I’m just trying to force myself to feel okay to be alone again.” She whispered, pulling her eyes away from his now, looking at the floor instead. “I used to love having a night to myself at home, and now I feel like there’s a monster hiding in every shadow.” She hated the way she sounded, she hated feeling so pathetic and scared. “I’m glad you showed up so I don’t have to feel afraid.”

nate puckermanNate nodded, knowing that sex wasn't what she wanted. He could always tell by just the tone of her voice even if she tried to hide it. Nate wrapped his arms around her and brought her as close as possible and started running his fingers through her hair. "You never have to feel afraid when I'm around," he promised her, pulling back to look her straight in the eyes. "It's completely normal to be freaked the fuck out by what happened, babe. Anyone would be scared. I know you've got Danny," he started, and though he had no right to feel jealous, especially when he knew the guy actually cared about her, he did anyway. "But when he's not here, how about you call me? You can always come over to my place too. I can just give you the access code to my apartment and you can come over whenever. Even when I'm sleeping, I really don't give a fuck. Whenever. Alright?"

Midge WildeShe smiled at his words, at the feeling of his hands on her, at the closeness and safety she felt with him, leaning herself back against the wall behind her. “I know I can call you, it’s not that. I want to be able to be alone not be afraid. I don’t want to feel so pathetic all the time.” Midge let out a small laugh, shaking her head, “And what happens when I show up and there’s another girl in your bed, am I supposed to crawl in the middle?”

nate puckerman"Alright, well. You're not pathetic. It's gonna take some time to not feel like this and that's alright. No one's staring at you expecting you to have your shit together. I know your brother isn't, Danny isn't and I sure as hell don't." He laughed when Midge mentioned that another girl might be in his bed, and to be honest.. He didn't even think of that, mostly because he wasn't one for letting people stay the night. Nate took Midge's hand and led her to her couch, sitting his back against the arm rest and motioning for her to get comfortable in between his legs. He wrapped his arms around her, leaned over and kissed her collarbone. "Nah, you know me. I'm not a 'stay the night' kind of guy. I'm more a 'get the fuck outta here' guy but in a nice way. A gentle nudge, if you feel me."

Midge WildeShe wanted to argue that she was expecting herself to have her shit together, but she decided not to. She’d spent her whole life afraid of her father, this wasn’t anything new, it was just a new level of fear that she had to adjust to. She followed where he lead, settling against him and laying her head against his chest. She tilted her head to look up at him, a smirk on her lips, “I don’t know, babe, you might have a warped perception of yourself, I don’t think you’ve ever kicked me out of your bed, in fact, I can recall quite a few times where you asked me to stay the night. I suppose you’re going to tell me that’s just because I’m special?”

nate puckermanNate looked down at Midge and was taken aback, as always, by how fucking beautiful she was. He laughed when she mentioned that he'd never kicked her out and wondered if she would ever realize how exactly he looked at her. He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you are special. The fuck? Don't you realize that? You ever see me going to these other girl's apartments and saying no to fucking them because I know they're upset?" He looked down at her, shaking his head in disbelief. "C'mon, babe. You've gotta realize you're number one, at least."

Midge WildeShe laughed softly, “Nah, you talk a big game but I think you’re secretly a softie, if another girl was upset you’d be sitting just like this with her, telling her she’s special.” Maybe that wasn’t true, not exactly, she knew him enough to know he wouldn’t ignore a girl being upset and fuck her anyways, but would he stay and tell her she was special, maybe not. “Of course I’m number one, I give better head than you even knew was possible, so no one comes before me, except for you, because you know how much I like having to beg for it.” She grinned, her hand grazing absently over his chest now, too. She felt herself relaxing more and more as they spoke, enjoying feeling so at ease with him, “You know, I like when you sleep here, too. I like waking up next to you.”

nate puckermanNate wasn't an asshole - he wouldn't just kick a girl out because she was sad or fuck her anyway, but he certainly wouldn't be holding them and telling them how special they were. He smirked when she talked about her head game because yes it was unbelievable, but this was even further proof that she had absolutely no idea what he felt for her. Nate couldn't decide if this was a good or bad thing, honestly. But he was gonna keep it that way as long as he possibly could. "You're such a bad girl, you know?" He laughed, settling one of his hands on her hip, moving her shirt just a little bit so he could feel her skin against his fingertips. "Yeah? Now I bet you say that to all that guys. Now you're trying to make me feel special, huh?"

Midge WildeMidge turned around to face him now, sitting back on her heels between his legs. “Sometimes I’m a good girl, just depends on my mood, really.” She grinned, leaning in to kiss him again. “I don’t have to worry about saying it or not, most guys aren’t allowed through the front door,” she paused, raising an eyebrow at her own words, “or the back door either, before you ask,” she grinned, “I only let the special ones come home with me, and I certainly don’t let just anyone show up unannounced and cuddle on my couch with me instead of fucking me so I can talk about my feelings.”

nate puckermanEven though Midge was calling him special, he knew that he wasn't the only guy that got this treatment from her. But Nate stayed quiet instead and tugged her close so he could kiss her, smile playing on his lips. "Damn, so.. If you're special to me and I'm special to you.. Sounds like you should let me through your back door," he teased, settling his hands on her thighs. She was so fucking clueless, honestly. "Seriously, though. I'm glad you trust me enough for all of that. I hope you know I'm always gonna be around to cuddle on your couch and talk about your feelings." Nate quirked an eyebrow, sliding his hands up to her waist. He really couldn't keep his hands off of her. "And to fuck you, of course."

Midge WildeHer eyebrows raised at his comment, she tilted her head to the side, “I thought you’d never ask,” she whispered against his lips, a short laugh escaping her. She kissed him fully now, her hands cupping his face as she did, hoping he knew how much she appreciated his presence. She finally pulled away, turning back around so she could settle into him again. “Tell me more about this shitty sex you had earlier, what happened?”

nate puckermanNate lost himself in the kiss for a moment, wondering if Midge actually had meant it. It wasn't something they'd ever talked about, but he was certainly interested in exploring that with her. After she turned around, he wrapped his arms around her to bring her closer. He laughed when she asked about the shitty sex and shrugged. "I don't know. She was clearly really enjoying herself, and I mean, yeah.. I got off. Like it was just okay. You know what I mean? Y'know how with us, we can't get enough of each other? How I can't get enough of you? Polar fucking opposite of that. I mean, I think she wanted more of me, but nah. It just wasn't clicking for me. She was hot too, so I don't know what's up with me."

Midge Wilde“Did she dead fish you or something?” She laughed, feeling bad that his night had been a dud. She’d had nights of her own like that, the sex was fine but that was all it was, and when it was done it was done and she had no need for more. That was never the case with Nate, she wasn’t sure there was ever a time they’d been together where they hadn’t gone multiple rounds, where she hadn’t craved more of him, or where he’d been able to keep his hands off of her. They had intense sexual chemistry, and it was more than that, there was such deep friendship between them, there was never a moment when they didn’t want each other. “Sometimes it’s just not there,” she sighed, her fingers drawing lazy circles on each of his knees, “Did you let her down easy, at least?”

nate puckermanJust sitting here like this was something that Nate didn't do with anybody but Midge, and it just felt good. Yeah, having sex with her was great, but this was just as good. Just talking to her and being with her. Nate couldn't remember the last time he'd felt that about someone. "Yeah, of course. You know I'm not an asshole. I did the whole 'oh shit, my boy just texted me and I gotta go' but I made it super convincing. What she doesn't need to know is I came to your place afterwards," he laughed. "I'm sure she'll be fine. She's probably telling her friends it was the best night of her life."

Midge WildeShe laughed again, “I’d tease you for being full of yourself but you’re probably right, and she’s probably not lying, it probably was the best night of her life.” Midge turned on her side now, so she could still relax but meet his eyes, too. “You wanna spend the night?” She asked, her eyes steady on his when she asked, there was no hidden meaning behind her words, wether spending the night meant fucking or not, she didn’t know or care, she just knew she didn’t want him to leave.

nate puckerman"You're damn straight it was," he grinned, knowing he knew exactly how to treat a woman right. Most dudes couldn't even find the clit correctly, which was just embarrassing. He looked down at her and nodded. "Yeah, I'll stay the night." He brushed Midge's hair out of her face, admiring her for a moment. It was kinda stupid how his heart felt when she looked up at him, but he really couldn't help himself. "Have you eaten? Should I order something to eat?"

Midge Wilde “Mmmm, food sounds great,” she smiled up at him, “I don’t suppose you’re interested in pizza?” She asked, a small pout on her face, hoping to win him over.

[dom-i-nate]

FTF: Sam took a little breath as he crossed the room. He'd seen, and heard, Nate a few times since he'd arrived but they hadn't talked yet. He figured it was time, though, so he tapped on Nate's shoulder. "Hey, I really appreciate you coming," he smiled.

He was about ready to leave. He had a good buzz going, had gotten serviced more than enough times and passing out to go to bed would be simple at this point. But, of course, as was Nate's luck, Sam found him as the former swimmer was making his way towards the door. "Well sure," he said with a sigh and a fake smile, "Be kind of an ass if I didn't, right?" With a deep breath, finally looking at Sam's face, "It's honestly real cool, man. Definitely proud of you."

@sammythedominant

[submadelyn]

face to face ~ experiencing ~ 04/28

@domitxnate

This was not how she was expecting to her Friday, sat in Nate’s bed watching porn with him. Apparently it was actually weird to not watch porn but she didn’t think people would take it to the length that he did. Either way it was nice to spend time with the other, they had got on rather well when she had first got there. They had watched so many videos, probably too many really but she couldn’t deny the fact that it was definitely having some form of effect on her. “I have to admit,” she mumbled after a moment once yet another video that had finished, “I don’t even know whether I’d be able to hold off as well as half of those women did,” she informed him.

[domitxnate]

FTF: Sam couldn't believe what he'd seen on the gossip blog. As soon as he'd seen it, he'd dropped his phone and rushed out of his suite. He jogged down the hallway to Nate and Silas's suite, and knocked on the door loudly. "Guys?" he called out, before deciding not to wait for an answer and let himself in. "I saw what happened. What can I do for you guys?"

Nate was in a haze of anger and anxiety and hadn’t made his way out of bed yet. Silas was in bed next to Nate - on orders since he technically no longer lived there - as Nate wasn’t okay with Silas being out of his sight right now. He heard his fiance’s voice, but couldn’t bring himself to get out of bed. He just yelled an “in here,” and heard Sam come to the door of the bedroom. Nate gave a sad laugh as he sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard. “I could use a whiskey right about now,” he said through a joking face, but his eyes were making his pain clear.

[masterthespianduchovny]

No please share your theory if only you want to though. Well I mean David did kinda almost slip up when he said years age Nate's the single guy lol & him unintentionally always bringing her up and Gillian is getting flustered and shit and whatnot all the time when he's brought up. In your OWN opinion do you think that DD is also captivated/charmed with GA's charisma and her being her in general?

Wait, what does “Nate’s the single guy” refer to again?

Full disclosure: the only thing I claim to be true is that David and Gillian are friends, which I’ve stated before last Sunday.

This is all speculation on my end and I don’t claim it’s the truth by any means.

Personally, the only way I can make sense of David and Gillian’s is if they were/are having a torrid affair.

Antis will claim this is a fantasy of mine, but I don’t fantasize about people having affairs. However, I am realistic that these things happen.

As I mentioned in another post, how is Gillian still flustered about a question she literally answers several times a year for almost 30 years? Why can’t she give a straight answer? Why does she lie and sometimes contradict herself?

Because she was and currently is involved with David in an on again/off again affair. Depending on her answer, they’re either involved at that moment and/or she’s upset at him.

Where as David can answer the question, but he slips up in other ways.

And it explains why they’d lie about it.

Let’s get something clear: they’ve always admitted that they’ve had a complicated relationship, which they are open about, but they’ve never said they’ve hated each other.

Part of the reason is that they both have dominant personalities, the other reason is that they couldn’t or wouldn’t commit to each other for whatever reason. Then when they got married to their respective spouses and had kids, but still fucked around, they couldn’t expose their indiscretions.

They’re both trying to protect their kids, David more so than Gillian. David’s father cheating, and then leaving his mom for his mistress, deeply shaped David and his brother. People may think this is ironjc and hypocritical, but sometimes kids mimic their parents behavior. Even the toxic shit. As a result, he doesn’t want his kids finding out what he did because he knows what it could do to them. It’s also to spare their former spouses embarrassment (to be honest, I’m not sure David and Gillian would ever receive public blowback for it, esp now. People already think they’re fucking, so what difference would it make). Acknowledging that they ever hooked up leads to questions about when, and then people doing the math.

Gillian’s marriage was from ‘94-‘97 and David’s from ‘97-‘14. Okay, so maybe Gillian was single for a few months and David was single during his separations from tea. I’m not sure there’s a lot of overlap where they were both technically single at the same time. David dated Perry and the woman who dated det white. There has almost always been a relationship going on.

So if they’ve been fucking on and off for almost 30 years, it wasn’t always when both were single. One or both of them were definitely in relationships.

Something we know happened: Gillian admitted that they were talking (as in trying to see if it could lead somewhere) when David lost interest because she wasn’t from New York.

So there is evidence straight out of Gillian’s mouth that when they first met they kinda hit it off in that way before David walked away.

During the dark ages, you know the time they famously ‘hated’ each other, David elopes and doesn’t tell Gillian. Months later, her and David are doing an interview for print or video where they interview each other. Gillian brings up tea and is like, “you must’ve really liked tea to marry her so quick” and “why didn’t you tell me that you were getting married?” This isn’t verbatim, but the gist of it. David says, “you’re still mad about that?”

Let’s take a moment to note how weird that is. They hate each other, right? Why would Gillian fucking care that David didn’t tell her he was getting married and that it happened so quick? It doesn’t matter, but she was hurt by that. She really was. It wasn’t friend hurt, it was jealousy and betrayal.

David hates Gillian, but makes snarky remarks about her boyfriend Roland aka “six pack” (or is it eight pack). “Well, he hates her right, so it makes sense he’d make cracks about her boyfriend?” Well, years later, it’s an inside joke between them.

Their failed relationships are inside jokes to them. Does anyone else find it unusual how often they joke about their failed marriages and relationships? How is this something apart of their narrative or necessary when talking about how long they’ve known each other?

The only way their behavior and responses makes sense to me is if their relationship is messy as hell.

Why would you lie about how close you are to someone unless you had something to hide?

When you comb through their history and read/see what they were doing and what they said, it doesn’t match this narrative that they hated each other. They were at a difficult point in their relationship, personally and professionally, and that bled over into work and interviews. But they’ve always maintained that it wasn’t hate, it was just complicated.

I think in “ghost in the machine” Gillian pretends to blow David. They insisted on doing the “cut” FTF loss and I write cut in parenthesis because, although it was cut, it shouldn’t have existed. They made out twice for fun. Why? Why would you make out for fun with someone you hate? And didn’t this occur during the dark ages? In the unnatural, after tea leaves the set, David starts humping Gillian and she giggles. Yes, two people who hate each other right there.

Their relationship was so tense and complicated because they were stubborn, proud, and strong willed. Those type of people are bound to clash. Throw in their work environment and their relationships, it was a pressure cooker. An explosion waiting to happen.

When people say they hated each other, the question is why and how did they get over that?

There’s never an answer for it. Or when they do claim something, it’s disproven.

And that’s because they didn’t.

If they hated each other, they wouldn’t have done IWTB, various cons together, or even seasons 10 and 11.

Could I be 100% wrong about this, ABSOLUTELY.

Look, it’s no skin off my back if I’m wrong.

I just can never shake the sensation of how Gillian looks like she’s about to be caught or is scared when she’s on a late night show and someone says “picture” and “David” in the same sentence. She looks shaken.

What was up with their kimmel interview?

Why we they basically flirting while talking about hooking up with women?

I expect anon hate accusing me of saying “you said that they had a horrid affair doe 30 years.” 🙄 “but Gillian was so in love with Peter and David loves young pussy.” But my whole point is, I don’t know what to make of their relationship and this is the only thing that makes sense to me. Both of those things could be true in these hypothetical anon hates, it still doesn’t change what I said.

Hell, even Téa while freshly married to David described his relationship with Gillian as sibling like and like a married couple. What does that even mean?

People who talk about “Téa had to force David to invite Gillian to his housewarming party.” Was that because he hated Gillian or because they used to fuck/were fucking. Inviting your former/current lover to your new home with your new wife. A bit awkward and disrespectful, wouldn’t you say?

Keep in mind, months before (or a year before), he was her date to the Emmys, as a friend, to support her because her divorce was being announced that day. How do you go from that to hating each other and not wanting this person to come to your housewarming party?

What was the catalyst?

Why did the fall out?

Didn’t their tension start around the time he married Téa? 🌚

I don’t know if it’s in the same year or within the same 12 months of his marriage, but she’s mad at David at one award show and kissing him on the cheek at another. Dark ages, right?

Remember when Gillian gave a spot on, unfavorable assessment of David and he responded to it all hurt and moody? 😂

And, how could I forget, let’s think of the other suspect behaviors.

1. David: we only email like five times a year.

Gillian: that’s what you like to tell people.

2. Gillian’s gum falls out of her mouth, David puts it in his mouth.

3. Gillian spitting food in his hand and David not being grossed out by it.

3. David pulling on the hem of Gillian’s shirt to pull her closer so he can sign it. Neither thinks twice about it, despite the level of intimacy being unusual.

4. David biting on her shirt.

5. David going quiet and making shit awkward after joking about her saying she kept saying she’d point at random men and say, “I’m going to marry that man.” Same occasion two minutes before, Gillian asking how David knew who mitch’s wife was (it was her stunt double). It felt accusatory.

6. The chili’s story where she has to explain she means Mulder and Scully had sex at Chili’s and not them.

7. Then holding hands under the table at comic con in 2013.

And there’s a lot of stories either I forgot or don’t know, I’m still finding out new things.

I know this theory destroys their perspective of DDGA and it ruins them for some fans, but it’s just a theory. Like I said, I’m not saying it’s the truth. I’m saying it would explain a shit ton about the ebbs and flows of their relationship and why they’re so inconsistent and reactive to being asked about each other for just about three decades. Why aren’t they bored of the question by now and answer it without this big to do?

I don’t know if David stans believe he is/was a cheater, but Gillian stans swear he is until you mention he could’ve cheated with Gillian. All of the sudden, he’s faithful and committed. 😒

I can admit that I might be wrong because I don’t know them. Only they know what goes on in their relationship. But if you had friends acting like they do, you’d think they were fucking or wanted to even when they insist otherwise.

To tour last question: OF COURSE David is captivated by Gillian. Gillian is attractive, funny, and flirty. They seem to have similar senses of humors at times as well. She’s silly too. I can totally see David being taken in by her because we see that now.

He’s more of the straight man to her zaniness, but he finds her zaniness endearing.

EDIT: please feel free to add any normal colleague behavior between David and Gillian over the years. 👀

[sammythedominant]

FTF: Not long after dinner, Blaine found his Dominant in the living room. He crawled right into Sam's lap, huffing a sigh as he leaned against him. "I still can't believe it." He said, "What if they find something wrong with our claim too?"

FTF: Sam sighed, and put his arms around Blaine. “I don’t know, sweetheart. I’d say that’s not gonna happen but I didn’t think that’d ever happen to Nate and Silas, either.”

[archer-clarington]

Ftf: Ya wanna order pizza and then go play a prank on Nate?

“Oh hell yeah. I’m always in for a prank, Sir.”

[olliexsmythe]

OPEN FTF || Ollie & ____

He was trying not to be in a mood, and it was requiring more effort than he thought. He felt embarrassed, and the temptation when one is embarrassed is to stay hidden away until it subsides. However, experience taught him that all it did was make the moment you actually showed your face again more daunting. And really -- how likely was it that anyone had seen him trying to negotiate a scene with Nate? That was the only person he didn’t want to run into; Nate was now just another in a line of Dominants that taught him compromise was only for the submissive to make. He was just hitting the stride of his run when the music blasting in his earbuds changed, and he swore he heard his name being called in the flash of silence. He pulled one earbud out and looked around. ‘Did you want something?’ he prompted.

[ryansfabray]

FTF: "Hey...Nate's at the pool. Thought we could talk Christmas while he's out"

F2F

Ryan grabbed the robe off of her bed slipped into it before sitting on the edge of her bed. “Yeah, we can talk Christmas, are we talking gifts or plans for that day?”

[ericxanders]

FTF: Half an hour after his weekly discipline, Mav's ass was still red and smarting. He was as naked as ever, and had a smile on his face as he hurried over to Eric. "I've been thinking real hard about any limits I might need for that scene with Sir Nate, Master, and I think I've done it."

@maverick-lynn

FTF.

Eric turned from his laptop. He’d been editing but as soon as Mav started to talk about limits, his attention was pulled completely. ‘Yeah?’ He closed the laptop screen and spun the chair around so he could face the naked, smiling submissive. ‘What have you thought about gorgeous?’

[churchboicrane]

ftf; Bradley and Amelia

“Mia! Hey. I need to tell you something. Don’t worry, it’s good news.” Bradley wasn’t going to mention Nate, he was having an amazing day and didn’t want to potentially upset Amelia or cause them to get into some argument. She was his best friend, a girl he considered his sister, and he wasn’t going to hide something as big as what happened with him and Logan from her.

He pulled her into an empty classroom, shut the door behind them, and pulled out his dab pen. The room was empty during this period and the dab pen usually smelled like cotton candy so there was never an issue. “I’m on this amazing high. Not even from the weed I did that after.” Bradley still hadn’t told Amelia what happened, and he probably appeared as if he’d just ran a mile. He was speaking fast, taking soft breaths after a few words, and moving at a very fast pace.

“You look good by the wa-” Bradley saw the look on Amelia’s face that signaled he needed to get along with what he was talking about. “I was speaking with Logan about something that happened to him in his science class. We were talking and I had this rush of confidence to say..” Bradley at this last point was playing stalling on purpose, but actually spit it out after waiting 2 seconds. “I told Logan I love him. Like..really in love with him. Because I am and he said it back. He’s been wanting to say it for a while but was afraid he’d scare me off. But he’d never scare me off.” He didn’t pause while speaking until the end. “I’m in love with Logan Norris and I’m ready to admit it. Though it’s probably obvious.”

@amelialovehart

[alexsmuarchive]

FTF ➵ TATE.

NATE: and Tori had made it back to his apartment with food and drinks in tow, a smile on his face now that he finally got to hang out with Tori again after New Year's. They'd kissed at midnight... and they'd kept kissing throughout the night, only stopping when the two of them were too sleepy to continue. He was into her, that much was obvious, but he didn't really think she'd go for a guy like him. Lately though, he was wondering if both of them were really feeling each other. "I... haven't picked up in a while so, sorry if you see like, dirty socks or boxers everywhere" he prefaced as he opened the door, turning on the lights and wincing. Okay, so it wasn't /that/ bad, but it was still pretty messy. "At least the couch's clean, right?" he smiled, motioning for her to join him on the couch, placing their food on the coffee table and immediately turning on the tv. "What do you say would set the 'making out after eating' mood?"

[switching-eloise]

FTF: Eloise, open up. It's your mother

FTF: Eloise was just about to head out to Nate’s place when she heard the knock. She groaned and opened the door “Momma.” She hummed leaning on the door frame wearing a pair of skin tight pants, a mesh crop top that showed off her red bra under it. Her whole midriff on display “I have orders, is this going to be quick?” 

@karofskyparents

[domitxnate]

Ftf: “Will you put some cream on my back please Master?”

FtF: Nate only nodded, sitting up as Silas laid down next to him, reaching over to get the cream to start applying it to Silas’ back, nice and slowly.

[josieclarington]

FTF|| 7/8/17 ||Josie and Silas

 Ah right, I forgot you were miss popular. Yeah, I’ll stop by his room maybe. So, uh…you alright though? Last night seemed kinda rough for you. Usually when you’re all…uh..getting in trouble there’s more to it than just what’s on the surface.

@subsilask

And I keep telling you I’m hardly that.  [Josie laughed softly at his explanation] I’m okay....and apparently very transparent.  I woke up to the presentation results and while I’m relieved to actually have passed I got very upset that I’m being blamed for the whole charade where actually I thought, given the circumstances, I behaved fairly well.  [She shrugged] But all I’ve done now is upset Nate yet again and get punished yet again.  How was the big bed last night anyway?  I’m moving back in tonight, I hope you realise that!

[sammythedominant]

Ftf: Blaine brought in a plate of snacks from the kitchen, finger food mostly. Stuff Sam could pick at throughout the day if he needed to. In his other hand was a bottle of water, and he set both on the coffee table before sitting on the couch next to his Dom and wrapping his arms around him. "How are you feeling, Master?" He asked, wanting to check in.

FTF: Sam didn’t look away from his phone as Blaine placed the food and water down on the table. He was staring at a picture of himself as a kid, holding Scotty the day that he, Stevie and Stacey had been brought home from the hospital, a day after they’d been born. He looked up at Blaine as soon as the submissive put his arms around Sam, as if he hadn’t heard Blaine approaching. “Oh, uh...,” he trailed off for a moment. “I keep thinking of things I could be doing today. Like maybe the best thing is to give you and Owen a load of orders to distract myself,” he murmured. “Church just kinda made me feel sad, but Mom gets a lot of comfort out of candles being lit for him. Uh...and I invited Nate over later, but I haven’t heard back yet. It’s still pretty early.”