#i couldn't quite put my finger (pun intended) on it but now i get it

[emmcarstairs]

Okay, is it me or are the bloody fingers/sewing/stiching fingers strangely reminiscent of a red thread of fate??

Not to mention that she's caught in his laso during these scenes.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

I'm listening to Jack in the Box right now and it's hitting me again how badly Hoseok needed to make this album. You really have to listen to the songs in order. Leaving aside the subject matter for a moment, sonically I don't think JITB is very accessible for the average pop listener. The sound is mostly old school boom bap hip hop. It's gritty, dated, and... unrefined. Most of the songs on JITB sound very unprocessed in my ears. This isn't to say the production is sub-par, on the contrary the production on tracks like What If, Arson, More, Pandora's Box, and STOP is what makes the tracks listenable for many people I'm sure.

(Cozy Hobi for a mood break)

Because on some of those tracks especially in the first half of the album, Hobi is a bit... unpolished, his vocals sound like there's little reverb or any processing on them at all, his rap flows are often irregular with rapid switch-ups even within the same phrase and it sometimes sounds disjointed. It sounds like he's trying to get out of himself. Like he's actually making an effort to do something, which is very different from how Hobi typically sounds on tracks for me (in Hope World and in BTS's wider discography with the exception of Tear). If that makes sense. Like even when he's obviously trying for a liberated and unshackled sound like in More, he instead comes across, sonically to me at least, as... restrained.

That sense of inhibition is nowhere to be found in Arson, but I feel it everywhere in More. I felt very frustrated the first time I heard More because it's a rock-influenced song, and in rock the last thing you want to be is inhibited. But during the chorus it felt like he couldn't quite let himself go, which felt very at odds with the head banging rhythm. And lyrically it didn't match either - the guy is saying he wants more and yet he sounds a bit guilty or unsure about asking for more. You get me? The music video also pissed me off a bit for that reason. The whole thing felt very contained. Boxed in. (no pun intended) But after listening to the whole album with Arson at the end, I can't believe I'm saying this, but it works. In fact it not only works, it's perfect. The whole thing is so perfect I could scream with delight at how perfect this album is.

(He's got long fingers... I wonder if he'll ever try pink or red nail polish)

I'm very curious to know in what order he wrote and recorded these songs. I mean when he got the ideas for each track. If the songs towards the end of the album were recorded later or earlier than the tracks at the start.

Hobi comes into his own as the album progresses. By the time we get to the second half of the album in songs like What If, Safety Zone, and Future, effortless Hobi is back. Yes these songs are 'poppier' tunes, but even Hobi's flow is more settled on these tracks, as though they've taken time to really develop. On Arson, Hobi really does sound like he'll gladly burn everything down. Deadly, unhinged, brilliant Hobi is felt in full force in that song. The music video for Arson is obviously low budget, or maybe 'super indie' is a more diplomatic way of putting it, lol, but it still feels like something Hobi would do if left entirely to his own devices.

And while we're on the subject, it pains me that Hobi's JITB has no physical CD box with a booklet or something - anything to make it feel like an actual album when you receive it in the mail or when you buy it from a store. That tiny piece of cardboard for the Weverse album is pathetic. And I'd say the same thing to Hobi's face even if he told me in plain Korean that this is exactly what he wanted for his album. I'd be like the staff telling Jin it's a bad idea to leave photocards out of your album, lol, and I'm saying this as someone who doesn't collect albums, photocards, vynils, etc, and as someone who is frankly in awe of the sound quality on Weverse Albums (it's legit better than Apple Music guys). I hope we see physical releases for the rest of the guys' solo albums, but as I said, I wish Hobi had this too.

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I really like Jack in the Box. This is the album I loved so much I impulsively re-opened my Tumblr to gush about it. Writing about JITB is the first post I made on new BPP. It's been about 4 months since Hobi shared his work and art with us, and I still can't stop listening to it. I stand by every word.

(Mom, I want him)

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Album ranking:

Arson

Future (random note, but this song is perfect to listen to in winter. It's got a Christmassy feel to it)

STOP

MORE

Equal Sign

Safety Zone

What If

Pandora's Box

(A dreamboat)

[idkwhatswronginmylife2112]

The creature in the woods, Part 1: friend or foe?

I look down at my computer, counting the seconds until it reaches 5 pm, I half pay attention to work, half dozing off. Finally... It hits 5 pm. I carefully stand up and begin to clock out, I carefully power off my computer. I walk through the halls as people crowd the halls to leave. I walk through, ignoring the protests of my boss of that "We sTiLl gOt mOrE WoRk tO Do"... damn he's annoying. I squeeze through the crowd and open the door of the employee exit, walking to my car, I open the door and sit down. I breathe a sigh of relief of me surviving another day at that horrid job. I think of dreams I had as a kid, going out on adventures, befriending monsters and living in the woods, I shake my head and snap back to reality. I put on my seat belt and began driving to my apartment.

Once I get there, I get out of my car, locking it before going to the elevator. I press the button and wait for it to reach my floor. I get out once it finally reaches my floor, I walk through the hall before making it to my apartment, I unlock my door and walk in, quickly shutting the door and locking it again. My feet are heavy as I crash on the couch, I grab the remote and go onto the news channel. It says of people going missing in the nearby forest, I try to be worry but my eyes are too heavy and I fall asleep

I woke up in a forest all alone with no recollection of how I got there or where I was. My head feels like it's pounding, I grab my head in pain as I look around in confusion. I slowly stand, I then suddenly have the feeling of dread creeping up, It feels like there's a pit in my stomach that grows. I begin running on autopilot, by quite literally running, I don't really pay attention to where. I run until I have no energy left, I begin to catch my breath while hiding against a tree. I sat there for a bit. I begin to realize my situation. I am alone, in the woods, with no cell service, or even a phone, and it was dark. I suddenly freeze as I see something out of the corner of my eye, I look at it- whatever it was- Due to it being night, I couldn't exactly see all the details, but there stood at about 360 centimeters (about 11.8 feet), there was a sickly thin shadowy humanoid figure, I close my eyes and hope that it was just my mind playing tricks on me! But when I open my eyes, the figure is very much still there, and now closer. I tried to move but I couldn't, my body was frozen- Is this really where I'm gonna die?.. I managed to get that out of my mind. I force my body to move and immediately crawl then run as fast as I could, I could barely breathe. All I could think was to get out of there as soon as possible. I didn't dare to look back. That is until... I trip over a large rock and get my leg stuck in a bear trap, the pain is unbearable (pun intended), Blood rolls down my leg as I begin to cry in pain. My face is gushing with tears. I look back and see the figure again... this is how I'll die... Either by this... creature, or by blood loss. I close my eyes and prepare for my demise.

I suddenly feel the creature's large and weirdly warm hands touch my head. I open my eyes and see they thing was... removing the cold metal bear trap from my leg, then it picks me up with a single hand. With a single finger it covers my entire leg, slowing the bleeding. I watch as the figure begins looking for something to completely stop the bleeding. I feel my headache become more like a migraine as blood still drips slowly. My vision is still blurry with tears. The creature finds a willow tree and takes one of the dripping vines, wrapping it around my wounds. I realize this being is... benevolent?.. I am at its mercy and yet... It doesn't hurt me. Instead tending to my wounds like a friend. Is this being a friend or foe?.. I still can't tell. But soon I feel myself falling too tired, my eyes become heavy, my body goes numb and I begin falling asleep.

Hope you like this little goofy story! Tell me in comments if I should write more?

[babypinkromantics]

Tired

summary: after your long night out at Andrew’s award show, he’s exhausted and ready to call it a night — but feeling aroused after watching him at the show all night, you have other plans in mind

paring: Andrew Garfield x (f)reader

warnings: unprotected sex, teasing, hair pulling, pet names, foot play sort of, light sexual degrading, praise kink, (dom) andrew (that’s new) (sub) reader

notes: this is my first bxg writing . LOL. i’ve only done gxg in the past so fingers crossed; and if there’s a typo — i’m sorry. i was tired every time i came to write this. (pun not intended)

"god, why do they keep it so freezing in here ??"

your teeth chattering as you speak along while walking though the door of your fresh new hotel room, your boyfriend had gotten for the two of you just for the night. "like Brooklyn isn't cold enough at this time of year" Andrew scoffed with a short smile as he looks over at your presence still at the door. he slips his coat from his arm's calmly and it falls to his wrist, just for him to whip it around and hang it against the chair. you tear off your cashmere gloves finger by finger as you never take your eyes off the man who had now run a hand against his glossy hair in the mirror just behind the chair,

Always making sure he looked good

and he looked damn delicious. beautiful in the flesh.

it was exactly ten o'clock and after another social night at an award show, you and Andrew had finally made it back to your up scale hotel room that you'd never imagine yourself ever stepping foot in as a teenager, but dating and falling dangerously in love with a real life movie star, wasn't quite the plan since the beginning.

you place your bag down on the golden embroidered table and start taking you heels off gently as you walk over to the man, he got taller as you took large steps while you became bare foot to the ground, till you were now starring up at the man from as low as his abdomen. he had already been pulling on the collar of his tie and giving it a loose to undress himself to comfort. draping your arms over him to get a good look at his face; you notice his sleepy eyes, and pursed cold lips. "i think i'm losing my cool" he huffed out, pulling his hand down from his hair once again, just as he brought his eyes back down from the mirror behind you to examine your face, you took a thumb to his cheek and started stroking it.

"i think you're tired" you gave him the benefit of the doubt in a more uplifting tone than he previously had, a smile greeted your face. "yeah, yeah" he waves your concern away playfully but not as energetic as he usually would. you smile after a soft giggle and press a kiss to his cheek and then lips, gravitating back down to your heels after.

"alright, gonna take a quick shower" you say, pulling your arms back to yourself and circling Andrew to grab your essentials from your suitcase nearby .

"yup, yup" he acknowledged you as you did your own thing and he did his,

soon after a relaxing face wash and some warm showering, you couldn't help but think back to the night you just had; and the thoughts you were leading the entire time you got to watch Andrew interact and charm everyone he came across. the love and peace he excluded, his pretty smile for the cameras, his glamorous talk and attitude towards the environment, and most of all the sexiness that had dripped from his skin and the way he slid his hand down his chest every time he let out a chuckle, or even when his smile had become so big you'd just melt from afar. even enduring unconsciously in conversation was he just bringing up heat at the bottom of your stomach. and soon, from in between your thighs. as much as you could want for him to take you on a long nights ride right now, you knew that behind all of the socializing and smiling and pictures, and glamorizing: the man was tired. and he needed rest. back to back award shows each day this week was catching up to him, and you knew you just had to put your urges to the side and do the best thing a girlfriend can do in this situation and let him be.

getting out of the shower with just your robe secured tightly over your breast and tying your newly wet hair up into a bun, you step barefoot out to the cold floor of the hotel room, you forgot you need panties.

shit

meaning to just being a quick rush to grab the clothing you had forgotten, you tip toe across the cold floor to be met by just Andrew half way dressed as he plopped himself down on the couch in the living area, with still his dress pants on, and gucci belt secure and in place in the center of him. the man reaped of exhaustion as he looked across from himself at the TV with tired eyes and messy hair he had given up on, but even more did he look like the most tasteful thing you've ever seen in your short lived life ? did he look like the glow of his bare chest was sparkling like the hollywood sign you had grown up to know ?

your mind jumped from corner to corner of the things you wanted from him, or to do to him.

you'd love to throw your pre-warmed towel to the ground and run up on him and just straddle his lap, pull his cock out and just start making it yours from there. your eyes had become bigger than your mind at the moment. but you insisted you'd do what you originally set yourself out to do, and grab your lace panties and head to your bed.

so walking across the floor, over to where your bag was left; meant you had to scurry passed the half awaken man on the couch. so, with your hips swishing quickly when you leap across where the TV was sitting, that he was keeping himself up with, along your way — you couldn't help but thirst over the way his long body took over basically the entire couch. his head resting against the cushion so godly, and his lips, the peach they were made your stomach churn with just how much you wanted to kiss, and then ride, his face even. fuck. why are we thinking these things ? he's exhausted. but you were wide awake a particularly hungry.

but instead of acting upon your thoughts, you just grabbed your underwear, and ran back to where you came from.

it took you a minute to get yourself completely dry and ready for bed and by the time you were out of the bathroom you just wanted you give your boyfriend a quick kiss goodnight. you walked up to him and stood directly to the couch, your point of view was now a boyish Andrew now lightly asleep below you, a grin creeping on your face at the cute sight of your man resting himself, you bent down to have your lips make contact with his skin and you leave a kiss on his tanned cheek.

you had no intention on waking the man up, but you so unintentionally did. his eyes softly opened to stare up at you.

"y/n" he rasps out gently and your eyes become more alert as you stare down at him. "oh, i just wanted to give you a kiss goodnight. i'm heading to bed, since your awake now, why don't you come with me?" you ask of him but that option was quickly disregarded.

"no, why don't you rest with me for a little while.." Andrew tiredly but quickly reached out to grip your arms as he lifts you up from the floor and onto him gracefully, a childish squeal leaves your lips when you embrace just the air and gravity for a moment, until you were securely against your boyfriends chest.

he smiled at you, dazed like, and you couldn't help but get lost in his brown irises, it made your heart flutter. you adored him.

so at that moment, you took your chance to kiss him, and kiss him again, until he was responding with a soft touch of your hair. you had maneuvered yourself some type of interaction with him that was going so passionately, so sweetly, but also so hot ? you wanted him to touch you like this just for a little bit if anything. the way your lips were moving against one another's was getting more rough as each smack had a taste of desire in it, you kissed on him. and his lips intertwined with yours, you could even feel him push some of your newly dry hair back to get a better hold of you.

but before your next move could come to your subconscious, Andrew pulls back and slips away from your embrace gently.

"y/n, baby, not tonight though.. i'm tired." he speaks to you in a soft tone and with hooded eyes that were still pretty in your opinion. even with a now disappointed look on your expression, and your eyes now staring into his with desperation, you still understood his wishes. and maybe you had let yourself get a little carried away, even knowing the situation.

so you nodded, and took the favor of leaning up from him and resting your back against the farther other end of the couch instead, your legs were still intertwined with his, but now you were apart you could only stare at the gorgeous sight of him from inches away.

it started to get lonely on that other side real quick.

folding your arms gently, not caring for the small sound of the tv in front of you guys and the images on it that Andrew had been half consciously listening to, you only started at his bare chest heaving up and down instead. you had a intuitive feeling that something about the way your small body pushed against his had done some stimulating to him. you knew you turned him on in those few moments of bliss, and even your own panties had started to slowly become damp as you thought of what could be hidden under his sweat pants right now, and you were desperate to find out. you know you shouldn't. and you didn't want to make him angry. but the ache in your stomach just to feel him was so strong you couldn't let your mischief go just yet.

noticing when he was securely distracted, you take your one socked foot and lift it into the air, brining it in contact with the top of his delicate chest, and you run the tip of just your few toes down the torso of the man slowly. extra slow, when you reached the hem of his sweat pants.

then you would bring your foot right back to the top of him, and add another. sliding them down in the most seductive way you could, even knowing the risks. feeling his abbs against your feet on the way down, gliding them gently. your feet than reached his belt buckle and a little lower, you were on his pants now. you moved your toes just around a bit more to try and grasp the feeling you found of something stiff, and right up against the tie of his pants. you bit your lip at the sight of your own two feet playing with the man without his permission, feeling the bulge of his dick ready for you. probably pulsing just to enter you, and make it's spot inside you right this moment,

your fantasies over come your reality.

your moving your foot, circling it around the dent slolwy but surely as you feel it gets harder just in the few seconds. and your own folds clenched just to feel it rising up some, you were so deep in that thought that when you felt a sudden firm grasps of your foot being struct pause; you gasped slightly and put your gaze quickly on the man whom was now holding your foot firmly and away from his erection.

"i said not tonight, darling. i'm tired." Andrews tight grip on your foot had tightened some when your wide-eyes meet his, now a little darker than they had been before. even knowing how risky, you were shocked with his sudden actions. his voice still sounded extremely inviting even after the warning, gentle but a bit more stern than before. and his accent bounced through your ears and core as it's sexiness was all you could even think of. he stares you down to note it shouldn't happen again. you only pouted a good amount before you take your foot back from him and place it back down on the couch. with a slight bit of movement from your part of the sofa to try and make yourself comfortable again, you knew Andrew had been staring at the way your thighs tightened together as you moved your legs tighter to your chest not to infuriate with his body again. yet the wetness in your panties only grew as you felt his deep brown eyes on you; and with your entire heart you knew he was letting on more than he spoke.

you ran you delicate hands down your single calf just to tease him a bit. knowing your boyfriend all too well to know what got him hard enough to think twice about rejecting your offer to fuck him right then. you swayed your legs, gracefully held them to you, and even slid your hand in between your inner thighs to brace yourself for your own story that was being told by the dampness in between the skin, you stared away at the screen in front of you both, just to give a believable innocent sketch. but you knew now that the man's attention was fully on you.

he shifted in his spot on the couch and even cleared his throat a bit to try and pass the thoughts up, but Andrew understood that he could really use for taking you by the legs and giving you what you wanted anyways right now. no matter how exhausted he'd been tonight

time after time, sway after sway, glace after glace

even after the few tough, long, moments, you had tired yourself out pretty acutely now. just about accepting defeat that you're boyfriend just wasn't in it to touch you right now, and the churning in your stomach for Andrew has dialed down a couple notches anyways for you to let the ache ride out and head to bed, stepping off of the couch and picking yourself up; you leave where you sat to walk over to the now cold bed. but of course, you didn't forget to show off the way your hips rocked and graced away from the area. you made sure your boyfriend could see your ass and the mess he made of you just underneath by the slightest noticeable wet mark on your panties.

all from the thoughts of him pleasuring you by pleasuring himself

not knowing if his eyes were most definitely on you or not, you softly make it over to your bed area, just to be brutally shoved to the nearest wall as your cheek hit the cold barrier.

your back was being pressed into itself. you felt hands on your waist. pulling at your hair, and a great, broad, and extremely soaking budge against your backside; just barely caressing the face of your own pussy underneath your underwear.

"is this what you wanted ? hm ? you can't even let me sleep without being a horny little fuck for one night?" Andrew's voice echoed through your ear as he whispered so gently but also as if he would snatch you up by your hair and do what he pleases to you right that second. you bit your lip and let him pull on your hair so your head arches back and you can feel his restraint. a gentle moan leaving your lips as the mans body overtook yours, standing taller, and beginning control over you completely. your doll like eyes took his in as you were being forced to obey his attention. he lowered himself to you to speak,

"do you see what you do to me ?... i know you feel it.” his clothed bulge was as stiff as a rock as he made sure to nudge himself against your blushing core, which only made butterflies enter you from all around. “being that naughty, y/n doesn't just slide easily with me. you knew exactly what you were doing, my love" andrew husks and slowly moves into sending small kisses into your ear, your lips parted as your eyes closed. you felt the fingertips of your boyfriend snake around your waist but also trap you in the embodiment of him. unable to escape and in no clue what could happen next at any moment, he was feeling you up. taking what he wanted by slipping a cold hand into your panties just enough to make you rise to the tip of your toes as his free hand explored. he made a low delicate noise in your ear. "Andrew.." you reflexively whine when the man's fingers brush up against your slit and you held back a gasps from escaping. you felt his lips hovering over your neck and Andrew wasn't letting his tiredness get in the way of him now, it was as if he had forgotten it ever existed.

a new energy rose off his skin and synced to yours almost instantly.

"sh sh, don't speak. you wanted dick so bad you we're gonna take me practically in my sleep. so i don't wanna hear a word while i give you what you wanted so badly." something about his words and the way he spoke down to you like you would pay the price of your mischief with your body, turned you on in indescribable ways. you weren't sure at all what he was capable of at the second, he had you in the palm of his hands now. but your body did know, and the clenching and pulse of your pussy could definitely confirm it for you.

in one swift movement Andrew twirls you around to face him. he forces you down on to your delicate knees underneath him, and he started fumbling with the draw-string of his sweats as you watched with big, peckish eyes. even grasping at his clothed legs to desperately beg for the taste you've been craving all night at the show and now here, without speaking. but Andrew had shaken you off of him.

"no. only good girls get to touch when they want. but you were a selfish little slut.. now you only touch what and when i tell you" your boyfriend spoke down clearly to you and just his accent made the churning begin again. it was nearly painful how badly you just wanted him right now.

he unzipped his pants effortlessly and pulled out his stiff cock just in front of your lips and inviting soft breaths. he could feel you. he could see you. he knew you wanted all of him and he was ready to give it without remorse. going mad, he didn't have to ask you before you let your hand creep up and stroke his base to the top of him, sucking in your lip at the sight of his manhood right in front of you. it makes your dream of the ways he could destroy any chances of you walking straight tomorrow. you could care less though, you'd be an idiot not to want this man to take your abilities away.

licking him up, you started deep from the bottom of him; feeling every inch and vein contour your tongue little by little, your eyes shut in bliss of the taste and warmth. you drew your tongue to the very tip once again and let your tongue play around with his shape. Andrew let himself put out a hand to your hair,

you held his shaft and you stared up at him as you finally took what you begged for, kissing the tip of him just to roll your lips down his whole girth with no struggle at all, your eyes now squeeze shut as you felt all that he was poke your throat from the inside. sucking on him like it was your last meal, you held him with your one hand that could barely let your fingers touch even, and your other rested gently on his thigh.

"oh fuck..." he let out under his breath, and it only made you let out a girlish giggle as you made him melt above you, the way his grip got tighter every time you took him down your throat and back up to the brim of your lips. he was like putty in your hands, but you were like a toy doll in his.

"there you go baby, yeah-“ Andrew edged you on while studying the way your drool was left so pretty on him. you reached into your panties to play with your clit while you listened into his moans, his hand in your hair almost leading your head on him as you took him down your entrance all over and over again. bracing yourself to soon choke up and need a break. but Andrew had already pulled you off of him before you could do so.

he started to lever you up to him and you complied easily with his movement. your lips swollen from his width fucking your face so heavenly like. "look at you looking all fucked out and i've barely began with you yet" Andrew chuckled lightly and it made you smile even with his pre-cum trickling down your chin and his hand still intertwined with your hair.

"i want you" you speak up for the first time in a while, but softly, remembering his remorse for you not to say a word — but even than the man had stepped closer to you and his bigger hands slid down your shoulders gently for now, like you were the most delicate silken flower that he had ever been drawn too. like you were his and he was now ready to take care of you. "want me where ? angel, tell me." he asks of you and you look into his dark brown eyes with the slightest bit of shyness now. you had the audacity. after you being the cause of all of this. and now you're most definitely the cause of the heat practically lit on flames in between both of your thighs.

"you know where"

after you had spoken that light phrase Andrew took you by your fragile throat with his single hand and forced your nervous eyes see him full on as he jerked your head to look at the furrow in his brow. an all across warning in the way his body pressed yours into the wall again.

"no. use your words y/n. you woke me up so tell me where you want me" a not so gentle squeeze was starting to come to your throat and not only that — but the mans tone as he made you moan out from lack of air but also how badly you had felt the burn in you for him. "in- in my pussy.. i want you to fuck me.. so hard i wake up seeing stars. please." you spoke faster as the air to your vocals was very strained from andrew holding you so firmly in his grasp, the way he was able to switch from you being his most precious fine china to now his toy to play with was so fascinating and hot as hell to be all honest. you felt closer to the light just from it, your legs find eachother and squeeze one another tight to hold in your leaking entrance. Andrew started to grin again at the position he had you in, even his dazed like eyes searched you and he figured out you struggle in milliseconds. that was all he needed to take you where you wanted to go.

"you ask and you receive. remember that." Andrew had pulled on your panties more roughly to the point where it made your body jerk off of the wall and your hands rushed to hold him as they dropped to your ankles. he slapped on your thigh some as signal for you to step out of them. you were holding him desperately as you removed them from your feet and he picked you up off the ground with ease; crashed his lips into your swollen ones and plowed you against the wall. your legs wrapped snug around your boyfriends abdomen and his lips collided with yours like two stars passing by in the sky above. a hum escaped him as you were now moving back to the living area. he had only parted from you to drop you onto the couch that left you bouncing back up from the cushion.

you let out a satisfied nose when you looked up at your man whom you were ready to have a night of fun with and underneath that desire, the mischievous small grin that had led you here stretched across tour face. you were watching as Andrew shoved his pants down his legs and kicked them off somewhere else. he got closer to where you lay on the couch and it wasn't long before he put his hands on you once again. flipping you over to your stomach fast and lifting your hips up with ease so your ass was on display for him, you could hear him jerking his cock in the fume of it while his free hand rested on your waist and you waited for him, with a helpless whimper escaping you from the thirst for him to fuck you raw right now.

"yeah. you stay like this for me" he tells while he holds your ass in place for him, before a heavy exhale leaves him. you just knew his dick was harder than ever before and you had gotten him all fluttery in the works, pushing your ass back against him as an invitation, Andrew had bitten his lip to try and hold back a chuckle of approval at your wanting for him. "so fucking greedy" he told you with a laugh and your giggle made him reach up to yank your hair so you were in restraint again. "you love making me all hard for you. you love making me want to cum in your cunt just for the fun of it. you love it."

"just for you" you agree sympathetically, knowing your soft angelic like voice would make Andrew weak in his knees, he had shaken his head in disbelief of your boldness. his grip on your hair never leaving as he lines himself up with your distressed pussy, all wet for his tip to enter, he brushes up against your slit and started with pushing in his tip only, that got both of you making noises that echoed across the room in an instant.

"oh shit" andrew breathed out as he held you down for him to find his way in you, you could feel the tip of him already splitting you in half, which went right as you thought when he had taken the leap to shove himself fully inside of you all at once, the action making your lips drop into a clean "O" shape and your fingers to toes tingle all at once. Andrew had pushed himself in and out of you almost rhythmically from the jump and he was holding your hips with the tightest grip, your body rocking and trembling as he did what he pleased and fucked you just like you asked. his head fell back after the strokes got even broader. faster. deeper. from your wetness leaking on him and making him slide through you even cleaner. your moans got higher pitched gradually as he made your cunt his. your legs were a trembling mess; and the man hovered over you then thrusted with full control over your shaking body.

"f-fuck.. oh my god-" you shriek as the feeling overwhelmed you and andrews movements only got more animalistic and rougher, practically pounding you into the couch itself and your toes curled underneath him with ache. his cock was filling out your space so perfectly, there was almost no room for your cum to flow out as easily for him. you were stuck with it overstimulating your blushing core.

"yeah, fucking stay like that. holy fuck.... good girl." he groans while making your back arch for him like never before. your pussy starts to clench around him at the pet name — your hands griped and released the pillow your face had been plummeted into. your throat trembled with a whimper the man had sent through you. Andrew was losing his ease as he fucked you thinkless and even his own head was foggy from the way your ass took him and let go one time after the other.. "fuck. this is what you wanted, yeah? you happy? happy to be all cockdumb over me now?"

"mmm... shit" you tried to answer but only ended up crying out on to your pillow for the sounds to muffle back into your throat anyways. they escape with Andrews rough hits on your body. your boyfriend grabbed at your bed head, yanking your head up by the locks and he made your moans be vocalized once again. leaning down to your ear, his lips grassed over your skin. soft and such a gentle breath that came from him made your heart beat a little faster. you could tell he was even more exhausted than how you found him.

"say it. fucking say it. let that nice couple next door know how worked up make i you, y/n"

his pretty voice had slipped through your ears even in the heat of the moment so gradually, his dick started twitching in you and you swore you felt him in your stomach, which might not have been far from the truth at all.

"Andrew- i'm gonna cum. i'm cumming!" you pant and he only fucks into you faster. the sounds of his skin merging with your ass filled up the room. and he held you.

"no. wait for me" he says as he wraps his arms around your abdomen and you hold onto the arm of the couch for dear life. your walls started to cave in and it was like the whole room had turned into stars at the sight you were seeing of just the ceiling and part of the pillow your face was being forced in. you felt like you had to go to the bathroom suddenly and you could only hold but for so long. Andrew had made your entire lower body his own as he rammed into you in the most stunning way that only you could decide. you knew he was ready when he pulled himself to the tip and then crashed back into you for a finally time.

"come with me, baby" he lets you know and as it was all tumbling down, the scream of his name you let out was sure to leave the hotel guest worried as andrew slowly fucked into you while you both came. you could feel him paint you walls almost in detail while he was shooting out fireworks inside you. his groan approved of what you had felt and your whole body went lip as you simmered down into your pillow and let him finish gracefully. your wetness pooling on to him and both of your combining between the two of you already.

sooner than soon you also felt his restless figure collapse against yours and you had stretched out your legs not even being able to keep your eyes open from tiredness but also the sweetness you just got to experience.

even as tired some as he was, andrew couldn't help but carry the cutest blissful little smile on his face as his eyes stayed half open. now that you had got him started, he was still on for a little bit more of you. arousal was his body's middle name, and you felt him on you so close. his lips were against your shoulder, he shifts to make you both comfortable.

"mmm, how's round two looking ?" your boyfriend asks with a low rasps and he had waited for your answer, before asking of you again with tender.

"y/n?"

when Andrew pulled your hair back softly off your cheek to reveal your face, you were fast asleep. passed out like you had never known anything that just went down tonight. and so well asleep, you may not remember it in the morning. but with his warm smile, and gratitude for giving you all you need tonight; andrew had left a sweet kiss on the side of your cheek, and held you to his chest affectionately as he closed his eyes beside you.

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"His safest place" | Kayden Vescovi x Josephine Everhart

A/n: YESSS it's finally here!!!! My first fic! 🥳🥳 Well it was done a while ago (after a lot of planning), but I'm posting it now because I finally have some spare time and space lmao.😅

That being said, I didn't expect it to be so long (no pun intended). I should've probably split it in two parts but eh...

It's been a nice experience. Might do it again sometimes. I'd also prescribe a dose of Kayden to everyone here. I mean, just take a look at him.... *whew* 🥵

Oh, by the way, tell me if you catch any mistakes or weird typos, please. (english is my second language so I might get things wrong sometime).

This is set a few months after the end of the book.

Pairing: Kayden Vescovi - MC (Josephine Everhart) | The Royal Masquerade |

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Vonberry is the name I gave to my dear bear cub, bless him! 🧡

Words: 3370

Warnings: N*FW content (basically the whole second part, no pressure; almost smut at the end of the first part too. Almost because... I just thought it would be too much for a first attempt)

Tagging: @walkerswhiskeygirl @masquerade-reimagined @kayann9

P.s. Thank you guys for your support!! I appreciate it and it helped a lot! Sorry to keep you waiting though..

I can't wait to hear what you think of this. Big hugs!

If you'd like to be tagged in future let me know!

Okay. Enjoy!!!

Annalisa paced the outside of Josephine's house, growing slightly unpatient, yet still feeling overjoyed at the thought of seeing her sister after so long.

It was well past noon when she arrived after a whole day journey. It didn't took much for her to take matter into her own hands and went to see how she's doing.

And today was a day she was looking forward to.

She scowled at herself and leaned her back against the railing and examined the little garden in front of her. Last time she had seen her sister was after King Fabian's coronation.

When she finally felt like she had enough of wating she decided to go inside, leaving the door open on her way in.

The sweet, delicious smell of fresh baked goods instantly reaches her nose as she quickly moved closer, she heard the faint sound of Josephine's voice and stops into the doorway without announcing herself yet.

"Vonberry, I told you before, you are not allowed in when I'm baking, you little... oh.." Josephine looked behind and stopped abruptly. It was safe to say she was taken aback by the person in front of her.

"Annalisa?"

She didn't have enough time to react as her sister enveloped her in a big hug that reminded them both of all the moments they've spent together at the Everhart estate.

"What... what are you doing here?" She stammered on her words, her eyes glossy and full of emotions accompanied by a big smile on her face.

"Well, forgive me for wanting to see how my dear sister is doing." Annalisa remarked quickly, puling back from the hug."I only hope you missed me just as much."

"You know what I mean." Josephine said, looking fondly at her.

"I suppose you've been quite busy."she said, looking around the messy room, with a grin on her face. There was flour and pastries of all kinds spread on the counter.

"I think I had spent all morning here."Josephine let out a long breath, the corner of her mouth curled upwards.

"Did you came all the way here alone?"She asked her sister, surprised.

"I did not came here on a fancy carriage with two white horses and dozens of sevrants anyway, if that's what you're asking." Annalisa stated with a lightly amused tone, expresing how giddy she felt about their reunion.

"I always knew you had an odd sense of humor". Josephine's eyes glimmered, matching the smirk in the corner of her mouth.

Their sweet joyful laugh echoed through the halls, in the whole house. Josephine decided to finish her task later, before joining her sister at the table, proceed on serving a cup of tea and carried on with the conversation.

"So, tell me, how did you adapt to your new life? And Kayden?" The question gained Annalisa a funny look and a quiet snort. To her disbelief she continued ..."He better treat you well or so help me-"

"Of course he does. He's... a dream come true" Josephine responded quickly, reminiscing about their wonderful, precious memories together, with a soft smile plastered on her face the whole time.

" I know, sister. I was merely joking." An easy smile replacing her previous frown.

"Anyone can see it on his face. He loves you with all his being. He would give his life only for you to be happy. It's a strong love. It's unbreakable." Annalisa said while looking her in the eyes.

"Speaking of which," Josephine spoke after a small pause. "I presume things are going well with Percival." She looked up, raising a brow, a teasing smile on her lips.

"Oh, you know how self-restraint he can be sometimes," Annalisa declared nonchalantly, "But we balance each other, since I'm an excellent lover, so to speak." She remarked with a grin, nodding proudly to herself.

A brief utterly childlike laugh escaped Josephine's lips, dissolving soon into a fit of laughter and her sister followed her soon.

"You're a breath of fresh air, Annalisa!" She said with a shake of her head.

The truth was she couldn't wait to spend the rest of the day in the company of her dear sister, catching up after long time away.

After Annalisa left, Josephine began preparing diner for her and Kayden, deciding on a delicious roasted chicken over a bed of fresh, hearty vegetables.

Everything was done by the time Kayden arrived home and she carefully put the meal on a tray with legs, picking out a few baked rolls as well, and took them to the table.

Needless to say the food tasted delicious as usuall, the rich aroma of the dish making her mouth water.

They ate in comfortable silence, listening to the wind gusting through the tree branches outside.

He watched her pick a small piece of meat off with her fingers and pop it into her mouth, chewing slowly.

A sweet smile reached her lips as she looked up at him, watching his hand that is holding the wine glass while picking at the food in his plate.

"I can tell your mind is full of busy thoughts without reading it. How can I help?" Josephine asked with evident concern, placing her hand on top of his.

Kayden looked down at their hands and mumbled something inchoerent, then cleared his throat.

He gave a quick shrug as a response while keeping his eyes on the table, looking lost in thoughts.

Slowly, he stood, and rounded the table to her, offering his hand. After a few moments she took it and he helped her stand but didn't go anywhere.

"Dance with me?" The question left his lips hesitantly, almost like he tried to restain his desire.

She agreed, allowing him to twirl her around, soon developing into a mix of passion and heavy, graceful footsteps without the steady drum of music.

They moved together, her arched back over a bridge of emotions, relishing the way their breath quicken with each step, feet guiding them across the floor, spinning, dibs, slow sways and more.

They danced for a while, the candlelight flickering shadows across the room. Nither of them said anything, feeling content with the silence.

Kayden was holing her, but not the way he held her the first time they danced, months ago, or even after that. He didn't hold her like she was his saving grace, his light in a world of darkness. Instead he held her softly and sweetly like they've been lovers for years. Like she was his safest place.

Josephine held him back that way, as she imagined a wife would hold her husband, lovingly, wrapping her arms tighter around him, closing her eyes and leaning in to rest her head on his chest.

Kayden welcomed her embrace, holding her tighter as well.

Their pace slowed and they stayed in one place , moving as only seemed natural.

"I love how we're always in perfect sync". Josephine said with a small smile playing on her lips.

Kayden did not reply to her straight away, instead he debates on a way to express his next words.

"With all the time I spent working these past few days," he continued carefully "I neglected you."

"Forgive me." Kayden's voice sounded tense and concerned for a moment; he looked deeply into her eyes, before kissing the top of her head.

"You need a break you know" Josephine gave a quiet sigh then raised on her tip toes to give him a delicate kiss filled with desire and devotedness, her hands sliding from his jaw to his hair, lips not breaking apart as their emotions took hold on them.

"I am taking a break now and... plainly wishing you would join me in our room later." His breathless, husky voice was close to her ear now, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

"Careful, Kayden. I might just keep you there for good." Josephine went on, waiting for a reaction from him. Kayden just raised an eyebrow at her and smiled subtly.

"Or perhaps I have planed to spend my night with a new book." She teased , exchanging a smile with him.

"I don't believe that even for a moment." He murmured in a deep and low voice, his warm breath close to her forehead.

The two of them were aware of the unconditional love they held for each other. They whisperd it with each glance of their eyes and each brush or their lips.

Kayden was open now. He told her many things, stories of his life when he was a child, growing up at the Vescovi estate, as his father son, still unsuitable for that also. He told her how that place became devoid of any significance, of life, as he grew older and more resentful by it every day.

Josephine understood that he'd been spurred on by whispers of untold secrets and the unmistakable feeling of guilt and inadequacy resting on his shoulders for too long.

It brought her back to the realization that he was still haunted by old pains. Things that happened in the past that he'll never get over. She couldn't bear to watch that pain flood his eyes, not again. It would not be the reason it came back again.

But she knew well that whatever was holding him back before, would not hold him back from now on. In a whole chaotic and nosy world, they managed to find each other. She swore to cherish every moment she has by his side.This world has already lost its magic for some, that she knew.

Spine tingling sansations, carrying so much emotion that she believed they'd had both gotten enough, still they find themselves observing the backside of his palm reaching out to the surface of her neck, under her ear before leaning forward to place a few more kisses and soft bites. Truthfully, she was unable to find the right words, her whole body burning with passion as she felt a flooding urge in other hidden places, that Kayden was well aware of.

"You've had a long day too. What is absolutely necessary right now is a... foot massage." His tone making it plain he meant more than he said."I believe that would be rather satisfying."

That sounded more like a promise, she thought.

She hummed in agreement, followed by a short laugh, her head hiden in the crock of his neck.

"I'm glad you find me amusing" Kayden quipped instantly. Not waiting for another response, he lowered her in a graceful dip, her long hair now swaying close to the floor.

Josephine can only stare up into those impossibly beautiful brown eyes, watching with bated breath as they morph into her own, seeing their entire future layed out.

Kayden pulls her back with him squeezing her hands gently before releasing them and took a step back. His eyes lingered on her with anticipation of his next words.

He was tall, ethereal, intimidating and formidable to her.

"Take off your dress!" said Kayden, his voice soft but demanding, nodding to her simple thin red dress that she had on.

Josephine starts to strip the material off her skin, taking her time, while silently enjoying his half-lidded eyes still gazing hungrily over her. Upon seeing the way he was looking at her sent shivers down her spine.

Soon after she's done and left only in her undergarments, Kayden moves closer to her and brushed the hair from her face, sweeping all of it over one shoulder before gripping it in a strong fist like he can't hold back anymore.

He crashed his lips down on hers, his hands burried withing the strands of hair, urging her towards him. His other hand pressed at the small of her back and drew her closer, just as he angled his head to kiss her deeper, mingling their scents along with their lips.

Josephine felt like she was losing not only her footage but also her mind. She griped onto his broad shoulders, trying to get even closer, if that was possible.

He hummed something against her that got drowned in a kiss, but whatever he wanted to say was not important, she gathered as his lips moved down to her neck, tracing the pulse pounding against her skin with his tongue. A soft moan found its way out of her parted lips as Kayden firmly gripped her waist, trailing kisses down the exposed skin along the way, making her back arch up.

He took a moment to let her breath and, with a quick movement, tossed his shirt to the side,while she starts undoing the buttons of his trousers, letting them drop to the floor.

They stumbled carelessly around, heading for the bed, Kayden letting them both fall onto the soft matress. Their limbs were entangled together, under the warm quilts of the bed, hidden from sight; it was a special moment which only they were witness to.

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It was well past midnight when Josephine woke up suddenly, sensing the coolness of the room that was illuminated only by the starlight and the bright moon through the tiny window, casting them in blue shadows. She turned around in bed and sat still, rubbing her eyes and blinking slowly and just laid there wondering what cound have interrupted her sleep this early but did not ponder over it too much.

Shortly after, she found herself musing on the unforgettable events from last night, blood rushing to her cheeks at the thought. Looking over at Kayden who was still sleeping soundlessly next to her, his lower body covered by the blanket and his arm draped over her side of bed.

She had a crooked, sleepy grin on her face and brought her hand up to his face, touching his lower lip with the tip of her finger.

She was looking at him in awe, taking in the smoothness of his features illuminated by the moonlight. Kayden. Her Kayden.

After a few moments of deliberation she moved carefully, not to disturbe him, and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips.

Gently touching his cheek, she ever so slightly brushed her lips against his jaw. Of course he was too deep in his sleep to notice but it made her heart dance.

She then began nipping at his ear lobe, softly, with just a right hint of passion, then worked her way back, trailing lingering kisses from his stubbled jaw to his neck, down to his defined collarbone.

Josephine's hands travel from his chest down to the taut muscles of his stomach, sliping lower, caressing him through the material of his briefs and he harden further beneath her touch.

She could feel his arousal where she was straddling him as she pressed down on his hips, and it sent a bolt of heat straight to her core. She drew a slow, careful breath and her hands tightened around his shoulders.

A grunt slipped out of his parted lips, the sound matching the dark look in his now open eyes. He always found appealing that lascivious yet lovely look on her.

He lifted his hips, pressing his hardness against her and Josephine sighed and instinctively rolled her hips against him in return. Kayden hissed against her lips and his hands moved down, holding her tightly to him as he repeated the action.

Kayden kept his eyes closed momentarily and he took a deep breath, and then his eyes opened. Holding her gaze he rolled her on her back in a swift movement and pinned her beneath him before grabbing her face and slammed his lips to her.

This kiss was almost explosive, with the way they’d been teasing each other all day, and she moaned when Kayden nibbled on her lower lip before he dragged his mouth down her neck to the sensitive spot there. She practically melted against him, and she felt him smile against her as he tugged at her skin with his teeth, then lavished the spot with his lips and tongue.

Shifting his body and lowering his head, he circles her nipple with his tongue before tugging gently with his teeth, heaving her instantly whimper softly and arching into him.

"Ohh, don't stop." She gasped, panting for breath, her heart hammering in her chest, not daring to look away.

"Oh, I assure you, we're not finished yet." Kayden said, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips as he does so. He gave her that smoldering, piercing gaze that made her swallow hard and made a shiver run down her spine.

She knows that he's playing with her, making her wait when she can hardly bare it.

"I need you... please." her voice broke in a throaty whisper, and hearing that was all it took for him to stop and look at her one more time before his touch stirred every nerve in her body and brain.

She drew a sharp breath as he entered her in one, long, steady push; pulling all the way out, before he slid inside her again until he filled her completely.The muscles of her thighs tremble and then relax as his thumb massaged high on her inner thigh while his mouth worked its magic. 

Kayden quickly wraps a hand around her wrists and pins them above her head as he thrusts his hips into her, picking up his pace. Instantly she noticed that his eyes held a row intensity, never looking away from her.

Josephine savored the feeling of him inside her, moving only to lock her legs around his waist and pull him deeper.

Repositioning a hand between them, his fingers moved with purpose, using firm movements that weren’t too hard; slow enough to draw things out, but fast enough to keep building her pleasure.

He felt her tighten around him as he continued to thrust deeper into her, the action setting off another shattering moan from her.

A deep groan escaped his lips as the tension inside him coiled tightly and his thrusts becoming more erratic every passing second.

His hips now jolted hers, spearing her with each thrust until she was reduced to shuddering gasps.

"Kayden!" She gasped, barely able to get his name out, her toes curling and back arching into him as pleasure radiated throughout her body.

Kayden followed her shortly and, after a few more deep strokes, his body went rigid, shuttering in pleasure as he found its release, breath hitching and fingers digging into her flash.

Right after that, he collapsed on top of her with a heavy sigh, burying his head in her chest, still moving shallowly into her spent body, while she tenderly ranks her fingers through his hair, crooning at him.

He took a few moments to breath, then rissing up slowly, his strong arms supporting him above her, he kissed her swollen lips twice and paused and gave her a look that Josephine could only describe as love.

"What is it, love? Are you well?" She asked but he knew she was just teasing now from the evident gleam in her eyes.

"Trust me, I am. I'm just... taking you in." He whispered, not being able to retain the intimate tone in his voice.

"But I think I'll spare you the details." He chuckled when her face flamed up a little, being aware that she caught on the hint.

After what seemed like ages he moved himself from atop her, settling on his side and tugged the sheets around their bodies before wrapping her tightly up against his chest while pressing himself in closer somehow, to her, despite already leaving no space between them.

Josephine could sense the corners of Kayden's lips lifting up to a small smile before silence fell between them. She let herself get confortable in his soothing arms, in the quietness of their house, savoring the blissful afterglow, as every bone in her body relaxed and her covered chest slowly rose and fell, gentle breaths escaping her mouth.

The world can wait, Josephine thought. As far as she's concerned this man in her bed is the only world that matters, and she intends to give him just as much love and care, if not more so, as he gifts her.