#i love noh so so much

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Tan Kittinan as PRAI & Noh Phouluang as PLENG —เพลงพราย LOVE PUZZLE ✨ Coming Soon

[spaciebabie]

SHUT UP DO YOU UNDERSTAND???? DO YOU UNDERSTAND??? DO YOU??? DO YOU UNDERSTAND????? DO YOU SEE??? DO YOU FUCKING SEE???? HES DOIGN!!! HES DOING THE THING SWHERE THEY!!! THEY YANNO THEY!!!!!!!!

[yourstype]

[EPISODE 2] "You can HUG me, If it helps you feel better like before" - Noh. — ✦ LOVE SICK 2024

[dead-end-street]

@USERDRAMAS: EVENT 16 - FOOLS ⇢ a pathetic loser (affectionate) ↳ Noh Sang-hyun as Ji Su-ho in SOUNDTRACK #2 (2023) dir. Kim Hee-won

[nohshinwoos]

LIGHT ON ME (2021)

NOH SHINWOO IN EVERY EPISODE » EP.1

[miss0atae]

Grace in LoveSick 2024 (EP 6)

[theborzoiarebackintown]

Vex’s dad peeking around the penis tree (a tall tree with two round bushes at its base, we can’t possibly be expected to call it anything else) when he noticed me

[wcvensouls-archive]

nkw98 it's good to see you again, man 💞

[rafyki]

Btw i need and i honestly think I deserve a boyfriend like Noh Shinwoo

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - Why so much on right now?

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

NOV 2024 Week 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

Your Sky (Sun iQIYI) ep 1 of 12 - Classic old school Thai BL. Of course I love it. Naïve sunshine freshman vs strict older protective boy (who already likes him but refuses to show it). Is he grumpy or just gay and tired of all of these women? We don’t know. We don’t care. We just want to see them fake a relationship. And that’s what we’re getting. I love it. I also love the friendship group, and that the younger brother is in it and he has some of the same magic BL-hottie superpowers as his older brother. It’s great.

Love Sick 2024 (Sun iQIYI) ep 10 of 15 - Phun actually turns into dangerous babygirl when he is flirting, who knew? (Dangerous Babygirl is a new archetype I have just invented by the way. Yes, I am pleased with myself.) Noh, who is a nice boy, doesn’t stand a chance. Neither does Jeed, since this new babygirl superpower gives Phun a damn near perfect “back off bitch” face.

The arm drape public claiming, it gets me every time. Has done since SOTUS. Nong Mick is hero-level in this version, hands-down my favorite character this time around (and a non-entity last time). I love him so much I can’t stand it. I haven’t updated my 1:1 comparison yet this week, didn’t have time to rewatch 2014, but I will later tonight.  I'm chronicling my experience with 2024 as compared to 2014 here. 

Kidnap (Fri Gaga) ep 12 end - What an absolutely excellent final episode. Smiley kisses! 

Conclusion 

A cute if patently absurd little show about a stuntman who is somehow convinced to kidnap a rich kid except they fall in love. It takes itself a little more seriously than it deserves for such a silly plot and some crappy stunts and contradictory content, but it was a pleasantly romantic experience all around, and I enjoyed myself. Extra credit for Q in that perfect blue color throughout. No complaints, a solid BL. 8/10 

The Heart Killers (Weds Gaga) ep 1 of 12 - Jojo directs FirstKhao & JoongDunk in an action romcom about assassin brothers (Khao & Joong) who meet a tattoo artist (First) and a cocky mechanic (Dunk). I'm highly amused that Joong plays the older brother to Khao and that we have a take on the Taming of the ShrewBL. This has all GMMTV's best chemistry in one BL and some fresh concepts that I've only seen tackled in m/m romance novels (check out Amy Lane's Racing for the Sun, thank me later). My only quibble is Jojo, I like his style but his characters can get unreliably messy so…... this gonna be interesting.

Buckle up buttercups I got thoughts:

Frankly, I haven’t decided if this is good or so bad and so camp that it’s good? The latter I suspect. Either way, I’m enjoying it very much, but I had very little doubt that I would. This falls into so many of my wheelhouses. Not just the premise but the casting and the approach and the script. They pretty much knocked it out of the park with the first episode: one night stand + safe sex + linguistic negotiation = I’m in! During the opening sequence I spent the entire time worried about how many fingerprints Bison was leaving everywhere. And then I realized this show is going to require DEMAND we turn our brains entirely off.

We are in KinnPorshce / The Sign territory people. Take emergency precautions! Do not engage brain meats!

Kiss Me Kate only gay and hitmen? Frankly, it sells itself. The music is extremely stupid though. (Brain, stop it!) I gotta say that FirstKhao are good because…… FirstKhao. But JoongDunk are absolutely perfectly cast. Like: couldn’t be a better pair in these roles. Dunk, in particular, is slaying. I did not have Dunk as Petruchio down on my “best casting choice of all time” BL bingo card, but apparently there he is. Awesome. 

Fourever You (Thurs YT) ep 8 of 16 - I’m warming up to the second couple a little bit. I actually don’t mind a bully romance the way some do. But this isn’t quite hitting the notes that I want from one. Still, I found this week more engaging than last week. 

Secret Love (? YT?) 1-12 of 81 eps - They dropped 12 eps at once randomly on YT totaling about 20 min. So of course, I watched it. Because I have no self-control and STEPBROTHERS! Adopted into a rich family, boy falls in love with heir. But when he is made the heir instead, everything goes wrong. Now enemies the two boys reunite and sparks! I hate this format but dammit I love this utter dross. It’s very early Chinese BL feeling but from Thailand. I don’t care. It’s so stupidly great. This is my kind of BL.

Caged Again (Fri Gaga) ep 3 of 10 - There is something sweetly innocent and earnest about this show. It reminds me of Takara and Amagi or even Light On Me but less stiff - this one is quintessentially quirky and casually Thai about it. It’s interesting that this has an 18+ rating, which means it’s either gonna go very violent or sexy or both. Right now I can’t imagine that, it doesn’t suit. But I’m looking forward to seeing where this goes. Junior with his Mean Girl crop top moment is the goddess of the week though. Fierce queen penguin.

Perfect 10 Liners (Sun YT?) ep 4 of 24 - I love the side couple so damn much. How are they so adorable? Still not wild about the mains, and not likely to get there anytime soon. That said, I did like seeing the “sleeping in your boyfriend‘s class while he gives you his jacket” trope drop. We haven’t had that one for a really long time. My Engineer maybe?

Every You Every Me (Mon Gaga) ep 7 of 8 - I did find this installment kind of boring. I just don’t like actors as main characters. Much as I’m enjoying this show and I think the actors are doing a good job, I really do wish it was more like what we had been sold on: Connected reborn characters fated to be together over and over again. Not this weird little mishmash of whatever. I’m now annoyed by a format I was initially charmed by. 

Jack & Joker (Mon IQIYI) ep 10-11 of 12 - still on hold until it ends or I can cope with the pain.  I just can’t go into darkness right now.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Our Youth AKA Miseinen: Mijukuna Oretachi wa Bukiyo ni Shinkochu (Japan Tues Gaga) ep 3 of 11 - SNIFF TEST! But done by Japan so it’s that much better and more kinky. The way H looks at M pretty much defines naked lust. “I got extra beat up so you’d take pity on me and then I admitted it to you” is so damn warped I can’t even with this boy. This feral kid is gonna drive me feral. The power and the control and the execution of this show is just spectacular. I keep thinking about it after its done and telling people IRL about it. (I rarely talk BL IRL.) It’s classy. I do love it when Japan does classy BL for us. 

See Your Love (Taiwan Weds Gaga) ep 6 of 13 - so completely and utterly adorable. The learning sign language thing! I loved it so much.

Love is Like a Poison AKA Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Japan Tues Netflix?) 10 of 12 eps - Possibly one of the best confessions of the year I have to say. Also a wonderful character growth arc for our lawyer. Exactly as one might hope. The plot twist was slightly predictable but still adds a delicious note of tension to our final episodes.

Blue Canvas of Youthful Days (China Sun iQIYI) eps 7-8 of 12 - You don’t want me but you won’t let anybody else have me either. The song of the repressed seme. I did like the irrational jealousy moment and a few other bits, of course the crying kiss. You know I love a crying kiss. Even if it’s a somewhat censored one. But this is also leaning a little bit darker than I want at the moment. This being China, I anticipate the darkness and doom getting worse not better.

Teenager Judge (Vietnam Sat YT) ep 9 of ? - The incredible migrating lip injury continues. Could we please get on with the BL aspect of this show? I’m getting frustrated as well as slightly bored at this juncture. Pacing darlings. Pacing.

Love in the Air: Koi no Yokan (Japan Sat Gaga) ep 4 of 10 - Still not sure. I think I like this better than the original, but I’m confused. I did make disgusted scoff noises and say “oh dear” a couple of times. Which makes me sound like a World War II grandpa (only the housemate's cat noticed), but is also classic me when profoundly disappointed by a piece of media. That’s said, the sex scene was pretty good. In the end, I wasn’t as frustrated by this version of these characters, but they didn’t have as many highs or lows as the original. So first half probably works out about the same in my all-purpose rating system. The true proof in the pudding is going to be couple number 2 tho......

It's airing but......

Winter Is Not The Death of Summer (Weds YT) ?? eps - Criminals who meet in prison fall in love. I did find it on YouTube, but I did not find any English subs for it. The first episode seems to be only six minutes long. It is very pulp. But it is intriguing. So I hope it gets some sort of international or something at some point. for now I’ll put it to the wayside.

Bad Guy My Boss (Thai Sun Gaga) 10 eps - I DNF'd at ep 7, I couldn't make it. I am weak. Life is hard enough right now, this show is making it harder. It’s not what I want from my entertainment.

Bad to Bed (Taiwan Sat YT) 10 eps - This is a little too low production value even for me + just very very odd. DNF

In Case You Missed it

Love for Loves Sake got some kind of special on 11/9. Not sure what, why, or where. Only the rumor that it...... is. I'll believe it when I see it...... literally. Let me know if you found it.

The Bangkok Podcast covered Marriage Equality in Thailand: More Complex Than it Seems. They missed some of the point and all of the queer perspective. But it's a local lawyer talking about it and how it was implemented, which is quite interesting.

Dominant Yakuza and Wimpy Corporate Slave AKA Ore-sama Yakuza to Hetare Shachiku: Kuni wo Koeta Jingi Naki Dekiai, Japan YT. A 30 min slice of ridiculousness. This mini walked out the back of one of my 1999 yaoi (you know those little shorts they always had along with the main story?) and randomly got cut together by some helpful malcontent, tumbled into my YT feed like a Taiwanese prat fall, and I couldn't be happier.

This is the Cliff's notes of a story that could have been amazing, but I adored it anyway. Basically what it says on the tin: office cutie from Taiwan working in Japan runs across hot AF mafia hit man beating up lesser thugs. Falls instantly in love, turns out so does the yakuza. They end up together for...... reasons? (one is cute and the other is cool?) That's it. It's dumb and I loved it. 7/10 because it really isn't good, but it lives on in a very warped corner of my shriveled old heart.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Still to come:

11/28 Spare Me Your Mercy (Thai Thurs iQIYI) 8 eps on OneD (no word on inter) - Increased rates of deaths in terminal patients has a police captain investigating the palliative care doctor with whom he's fallen in love. Their relationship deepens but the mystery persists, driven by mistrust. Adapted from the novel "Euthanasia" by Sammon (Triage, Manner of Death) stars some old guard BL actors: Tor Thanapob from Hormones as the doctor and (fuck me YES) Jaylerr from Great Men Academy and goddamn Grean Fictions as the captain!

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

We stan a smitten seme who's too reserved for his own good. Sunshine is gonna have this boy wrapped around his little finger in no time. (Well in 12 eps, but we know what we like!) Your Sky

King behavior.

Dangerous Babygirl behavior.

Both Love Sick 2024.

(last week)

The tag BLigade: @doorajar @solitaryandwandering @my-rose-tinted-glasses @babymbbatinygirl @babymbbatinygirl @isisanna-blog @mmastertheone @pickletrip @aliceisathome @urikawa-miyuki @tokillamonger @sunflower-positiiivity @rocketturtle4 @blglplus @anythinggoesintheshire @everlightly @renafire @mestizashinrin @bl-bam-beyond @small-dark-and-delicious @saezurumurmurs

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Source: nohphouluang @ ig

[defmaybe]

Challengers

12 Days of Christmas: Day 6, December 30th, 2024

ILLIT’s Noh Yunah x Reader

0.8k words

Christmas Masterlist

Enemies to lovers, what a fucking trope.

The gap between you and Noh Yunah is somewhat large. You’ve never beaten her in a professional game. That “friendly” match didn’t count. She said she didn’t put in much of an effort. Still, the frequent match-ups are enough to spark a rivalry between you two.

You just lost to her by quite a margin (it was 0-6, 1-6, the rift is that bad). Her backhands were flawless against you. You could’ve done better, but any regard is thrown out of the window when your head is buried deep in her sweat-slicked thighs in the women’s sauna room, eating her pussy with reckless abandon.

“Fucking cuntslut,” she sneers. The red hue on her face gives another perspective to the situation.

You pause your act for an objection. “That’s not a real word, Yunah.” Can’t let this slide, after all.

“I just beat your ass on the court. I think I earned my rights to invent a new word today.”

You only shrug before diving back into her cunt again. A moan escapes her lips. Her thighs wrap around your head tightly. It’s an almost crushing pressure.

“F–Fucking bitch,” she lets out another condescending word. That only spurs you on even more. You double your efforts on her clit, making her grip on your hair tighter. It hurts, but it can’t compare to the joy of being pushed into Noh Yunah’s smooth, glistened thighs like this. She moans and moans. It's music to your ear, really. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

Her sweat from the inner of her thighs paints your cheeks wet. You’re even happier, being smeared in her fluid like this. Her musky scent after the match is making you feral. It’s raw. It’s intense. You love it.

Your body is melting under this heat. Fuck, it’s so hot, it’s making you sweat, but that can’t compare to the fiery act you’re doing with Yunah’s slick wetness. She tastes so damn good. And those angelic moans only push your arousal higher.

“H–How do I t–taste, cuntslut?” she asks. Any resolve left is faltering now.

You chuckle, head remains stuck to the space between her legs. Yeah, she tastes good. You love it. “Pretty good.”

“P–Pretty good my ass, I know y–you’re loving it, don’t you?” she hisses, shaken, pressing your head deeper into her core.

You let out another chuckle. “Never had anything better in my life, Yunah.” Before you go back to eating her cunt, rewarding you with an airy moan.

“S–Suppose so–ah!” she rasps as you give her plump ass a squeeze. They feel so soft in your hands. You watched them jiggle during the gruelling match, and now you get to touch it. God, what a day.

You quicken your pace, licking her wet pussy even faster. Your tongue must’ve been full of her slick juice at this point. She lets out stuttered whimpers at your mercy. Finally, a lead against her in this heat, surrounded by her slick thighs. You couldn’t care less about what happened on the court anymore.

“Fuck, g–gonna cum,” she utters. Her muscles clench. Her grip on your head becomes tighter and tighter. It hurts, but her taste is helping with the scraping nails.

Her victorious scream on top of you might be one of the best things you’ll ever hear. Her body spasms around your head. Her wails come out raspy and uncontrolled. She fucking loves this—this whole power dynamic, this little rendezvous—but she doesn’t dare to admit it.

“Fuck! Shit!” she shouts. Let’s hope that the wall is thick. Her nails are digging into your hair so deep they can draw blood. You watch her pussy contract in the wake of her orgasm, as you continue to eat her out with no abandon.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally comes down from the mind-breaking orgasm from her number-one enemy. She’s struggling to catch her breath. You can feel it. Her whole body is flushed. Her small chest heaves in exhaustion. A small part of you says that she looks so ethereal like this, but that’s the topic for the other day.

“D–Don’t get ahead of yourself, cuntslut,” she mutters, still lost in the ecstasy you just gave her. She’s avoiding your eyes. Of course, she loves this.

A chuckle escapes your lips as you recompose yourself and stand up against her. Your aroused core rests in front of her face. She’s probably using all of her willpower to not just pull your towel down and get a taste of you.

“Until the next match?” you ask, looking down at her sitting. She’s flushed. A smile is painted on your face.

“Until the next match.”

And that’s how you snatch a win from Noh Yunah.

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[sashi-ya]

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹 「cuts of freedom: final part 」 soshiro hoshina x f! officer! reader

a/n: and the end is here! i'm not gonna lie, I wish for this story to last forever. And, actually, I might add some little updates about these two here and there sometimes! anyway, please enjoy! And thank you so so much for being here since the very beginning when this started as a simple scenario 💖 a/n 2: some clarification about the contents: "せーの!”  is the classical expression "seeh・noh" in Japanese used like "ready, set, go!". Tanabata, is a very well known festival in Asia celebrated during July- Aug. The Hoshina clan is real clan! I did my research, that's why I added the "Fukushima" patterns. tw: mdni! sex explicit scenes. masturbation. nipple bitting. marking. public car sex. wc: 3.5k // part 1: cuts of freedom // part 2: かんぱい！// part 3: stuffed // part 4: side B: relax // part 5: mirror, mirror... // part 6: sex for breakfast // masterlist

Eyebags puffy and visible, you haven’t really sleep much. Breakfast -and sex after breakfast- though, tasted delicious.

Should you both arrive together? Where are you, exactly, after all?

“Come on, did you bring the uniform?” Soshiro asks, putting on one of his classic black compressive shirts.

Your heart breaks, as the abs you adore get once again covered by that tight fabric. You are not mad, though.

“I haven’t- I just brought normal clothes…” you sigh, remembering the fact you left your boiler suit at the base.

“Then wear mine” he says, pretty naturally, handing you over one of his suits.

If there is something us women like, is to wear our couple’s clothing. And you aren’t any different. Instantly, you take -almost snatch- it from his hands. You are eager to see if it smells like him, you are eager to feel hug and warm by even his clothing.

And, indeed, it has a faint trace of his perfume. Manly and delicious, you engulf the smell, feeling your insides get filled with butterflies as you do.

“Should I take it off? Or wanna wear it around?” Soshiro asks, laughing cutely while coming closer to you. His delicate fingers graze the little enamel pin on your chest.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“Hoshina Soshiro ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 3rd Div. Vice Captain”

You smile softly, eyelashes fluttering slowly, looking down at his hand. Of course, you’d love to wear it around; because you are his… but you aren’t ready for “he say she says” although rumour already has it that you two have something going on.

“Do you think is it ok? Isn’t it against the rules?” “Indeed it is, doll. Give it back, haha!”

Your cheeks become hot from embarrassment. Of course it is against the rules. And sometimes with these type of little pranks, Soshiro can be a little bit annoying.

“Don’t be sad, I promise you I will search for my old badge, and I will give it to you. Ok?” he says, kissing the tip of your nose as he takes off the pin from your clothes.

You nod, sweetly. Like a little girl, you are instantly happy and satisfied with such a beautiful and cute promise.

Soshiro doesn’t pay much attention at anything besides you while walking out of his apartment. His hand is placed on your lower back, guiding you through the hall towards the elevator.

“You look so good with my clothes, hun” he whispers, closely to your ear right from behind.

A shiver runs down your spine and it travels to every little sensitive spot on your body.

“Thank you… Soshiro~” you answer, not sure if you wish the elevator to arrive faster or slower.

Unfortunately -or not- the doors of the lift open, and the sterile white lights of the mirrored inside receives you reflecting all of your angles.

You remember Soshiro complaining of the cameras inside the elevator, and as much as you wish he could push you against the walls to grope you, you know it is impossible. But nothing is when it comes to Hoshina Soshiro who is apparently crazier for your sex more than what you could think of.

He, then, proceeds to stand right at your back. It is him who’s against the bars attached to the mirror wall, now. His hands slowly slide from your waist to your front, getting into the front pockets of your boiler suit.

With his chin carved on your shoulder, he smirks to the mirror in front of you. His fingers reaching for your core, pushing quite strongly against it in tiny circular motions.

“I really want my suit to get covered by your scent… would you make a little mess for me?” he asks, pressing his crotch against your ass, showing you how hard he is once again.

You swallow; it wasn’t necessary to ask, if he keeps doing what he is doing you will for sure make a mess in it.

“So-Sosh-ngh…” you fidget around his index going crazy over your clit. “Mmh? Don’t be that noticeable… you know I don’t want the guards to see you! plus, the doors are about to open. What if a neighbour sees you?” he says, in such perverse tone it makes you tremble.

You bite your lips shut, taking a big gasp of air, wishing for his fingertips to finally touch you without anything in between. Your eyes shut closed, inevitably thinking of what he said; what if the doors open and someone sees you in such state?

The “ping” announces the doors are about to open, your heart rising faster, your inner thighs dripping with sensual wetness.

“せーの!”  he whispers. And as soon as a fine line of light filters through the sliding doors, he takes his hand off the pocket -and your sex-

You sigh loudly, putting yourself together in a matter of seconds.

“Morning, Soshiro-chan!” she says with a lovely tone, as if this happened every day.

“Morning, Mrs. Tanaka!” he salutes her, like a usual daily happening.

An old woman stands right in front of the elevator, with an as old as her poodle in her hands. The dog barks annoyingly at Soshiro and you, as it might have seen a cat… well, Soshiro kinda looks like one.

“Go kill many Kaiju, boy!” “I sure will, Mrs. Tanaka! Give Mr. Tanaka my regards!”

Apparently, that woman is Soshiro’s neighbour. Did he know she was going to be there by the time the elevator reached the floor level? He is more perverted than what you could have ever imagined…

You smile all throughout the mere seconds the conversation lasts, walking out of the mirrored lift trying to regulate your accelerated breathing.

The moment the doors close, he turns to you too look into your eyes. He burns holes into yours, with a smirk that shows he is not quite over with it.

“See? I told you…” “Soshiro, sometimes I think you are just a villain…”

He laughs, loudly, like he is used to do. From his pocket, he takes the keys of his car, and both walk to the little parking lot right behind the building.

He opens the door for you, putting first your little bag in the backseat and then letting you sit on the front. He then closes such door and jumps into the drivers seat.

And despite you thinking he was going to start the engine, he had first quite different plans...

“You said you thought I was a villain…” he mumbles, looking at you, coming closer to your lips with his index under your chin.

“You must be ~” you playfully back up.

He smirks and it’s all you need; next thing you know, is him pulling you from your seat to straddle your hips on top of his lap.

“Then, as the villain I am, allow me to finish my perfect crime…” he whispers, lowering the zipper of your -his- suit open.

You wonder if this man has a “public sex kink” or he actually just don’t care the rest of the world but you; Soshiro wants to have you at any time, in any place, whenever he desires.

His hand slides down your belly and into your panties. Wet as he wanted you is what he founds. And he is pleased.

Soshiro’s free hand pulls you closer as he pushes your lower back further. Your breasts, free of any other clothing, bounce temptingly in front of his face. It doesn’t take him much to finally attach to them with lips and teeth. Sucking like his life depended on  it, he makes you whine loudly from pleasure and pain… boy, those fangs are certainly sharp.

While he delights himself with the taste of your nipples, his thumb finishes the work he started in the elevator; masturbating you so good you soon forget about the weak morning light bathing the parking lot, or the fact Soshiro’s car windows have a barely purple tint on them.

Soon enough, your thighs accompany the spasms your inner walls experience. And climax hits you uncontrollably; the mess Soshiro wanted, had finally been materialized… his suit will hold the stains of your relief exactly as he wished.

“As long as I wish to fuck you hard, we are gonna get late there. I don’t want Mina to scold us” he says, helping you sit on your spot back again.

You are trembling still, only recognizing his voice, and the sweet way in which he closes the zipper and fasten the seatbelt to keep you safe.

You blink twice, still in awe. You look into the little mirror, seeing your heated cheeks and the mess of your hair that you slowly fix while he starts to drive. The pony tail you just finished, your hands still around the elastic band… the lustful idea of pleasuring him while he drives; after all you believe in equality, and just as he made you come… you must make him come, too.

You drift to the side, still without catching much of his attention. You bend slowly; waiting for a red light to make him stop. Your mouth is watering, and it is that Soshiro somehow tastes so delicious. Maybe it is his healthy life style, maybe is the testosterone of a modern samurai or it is just that you are infatuated with him.

“Wha- hahaha- what are you doing?!” he laughs, thinking you are just being funny. “I think I want my mouth to be a mess as well” you whisper, moving like a cat about to pounce on a little mouse.

His eyes now open widely; looking down as you lower the pants’ zipper.

“This is one of the things I love about you, (Name)-san… go ahead, feast on it” “It will be my pleasure, fuku-taichou” you sing, kissing the bulge before finally freeing his sex from his briefs.

You can feel on your chest the little ups and downs of his legs while he drives, and every bump pushes his dick inside you even deeper against your throat. Your tongue makes sure to damp the whole shaft, while your bobbing head and sucking lips make him grunt.

Soshiro’s hands grip tightly to the wheel; a little drop of sweat forms on his forehead. His sex becomes harder, ready to burst. The way you let his dick go deeper into your throat, allows the tip of your tongue to reach for the base and even more if you use your hand to play with his balls. The poor soldier is doing a great job while driving through the busy streets of Tachikawa, fast enough to park right at the base for the moment he reaches the peak…

“I’m gonna… come… you-“ “I won’t let a drop mess with your seat, don’t worry…” you whisper, giving him the last pumps this time with your hand and your tongue against his tip.

Soshiro retorts in silence, letting scattered “nghs” and “fucks” as he finally bursts. He grabs your pony tail, having the hair tangled on his fist, burying your head down so that he can finish right into your throat.

Eyes watery, lungs using the last molecule of oxygen, nose inhaling his skin’s perfume, your tongue feeling the accelerated pulse on his sex’s veins… oh, the delicious warm seed of Hoshina Soshiro going down your throat.

“You are gonna be the death of me, babe…”

The return to the base felt silent; both got out of Soshiro’s car, smiled at each other and parted ways. He needed to go back to his office, while you had to go straight to morning training. Your muscles were screaming at you; they didn’t want any more exercise this morning… but you simply couldn’t skip it.

The day went by fast and in between building strength and weapon management; by the time the afternoon arrived, the constant memory of Soshiro’s promise for tonight’s plans that reverberated in your brain, fade off to the point of almost forgetting about it.

However, there are certain things you couldn’t escape from, and you were about to find out.

By the time the training was over, and everybody was stretching, you began to win a couple of looks; your suit didn’t feel like yours and indeed it had a special pair of little straps on the back that you didn’t take in consideration when you chose not to change into yours…

“(Name), what is this?” Akari asks, passing her finger in between one of the hoops that’s clearly meant to be used to hold a certain type of blade.

“What?” you ask, still unaware.

“Oh, oh… don’t tell me you are a double blade user like Hoshina Fukutaichou, (Name)?! Platoon leader Nakanoshima says, laughing loudly with clear intentions of teasing you. She continues, also, telling Ryo he owes her money for winning “the bet”… “I told you they were screwing!”  “Nakanoshima -.-“

Your eyes open like two pair of eggs. Your cheeks turn to fire, the whole squad laughs and other start whispering… yet, none of those reactions were filled with bad intentions. In fact, it was quite the opposite, making even Mina give Kafka a soft little smile in complicity.

“No, no I- We aren’t… It is not what it seems like! We aren’t… uh…“ you try to excuse yourself, being aware that this could be detrimental to your relationship. You aren’t sure if Soshiro wants you like anything else than an “acquaintance”. This rumour could fuck everything up.   

“There are no rules against it, (Name)! don’t worry!” Kikoru smiles, assuring an essential truth; her parents were known to be one of the strongest couples inside of the JAKDF.

You give a sweet smile to your young but strong nakama; she doesn’t really need to know the details of how intricate adult relationships really are… yet.

The commotion gets instantly silenced by Mina ordering you all to go back to your stretching exercises. You all bow respect to your captain, and fast enough you all continue with your duties.

Soon, as the training finally finished, everybody start walking back at the barracks. You needed a bath, perhaps more than anyone else in that place… this morning “mess” was still unwashed.

None of the women said much as you walk to the bathrooms; everybody seemed more tired than ever. Probably, like you, they all had fun on that free day you were given yesterday.

It was not until you undressed that you noticed the marks all over your body; fangs that carved into your flesh have left a vast area of purple and painful spots all over that have been developing all throughout the day.

“There is no way I will make another scene. I must shower when everybody is done…” you think, suddenly remembering the day Soshiro cut open your anti kaiju suit; the day he saved your life, and the day both skins touched for the very first time in such intimate and deep way. This, lead you to remember, also, the so mentioned “plans for tonight”.

What were those plans? Were they still happening? What if he -and probably he already does- knows about today’s fuss on you wearing his uniform? He hasn’t reached out yet…

By the time you are out of the shower, you keep lost into your thoughts and memories of Soshiro’s sweet kitty face.

“(Name)? you lost your intercom again. Here…” A soft voice, calm and patient pulls you out your own thoughts and hands you over a little white earphone.

You blink twice, noticing captain Ashiro being as delicate as a flower while she gives you the ear piece. She simply takes his index to her ear and taps twice leading you to wear what she gave you.

You haven’t lost it, though. You simply didn’t wear it today; nobody was expected to do so, either way. But you understand, almost immediately, that you must follow your captain’s orders because something beautiful was waiting for you.

She turns around, fluttering her onyx hair while holding her towel on her shoulder, and disappears through the door to leave you alone.

You put the little intercom on; tapping twice on it.

“Hello?” “Hello, Miss (Name). Would you please come to my office?” Soshiro says, playfully acting like your vice-captain. “Yes, Sir!” you say, clearly and loud. However, your insides were turned into a holy mess; the butterflies felt like Kaiju flying around your stomach.

You run; you couldn’t hide it anymore. The halls of that base felt endless, why did it feel like Soshiro’s office had changed places with any other room?!

It took you a couple of minutes to get there. Panting, you wait for a couple of seconds to regulate your breathing. A single desktop lamp turned on guides you to his desk. However, Soshiro isn’t there, but a washi paper wrapped box waiting for you with a note on it.

“Dear (Name), please wear this and talk to me so that I can guide you to your next destination. Be aware the clothing and the hair pin you will find inside this box has a long history in the Hoshina family ~”

Your eyes get a little watery; you weren’t exactly sure on what to expect… but this is definitely something better than what you could ever. This seems truly romantic, and you are by far speechless.  

You open the box, taking care of not ruining the paper… you really wish to keep at least a piece of it. Inside it lays an even more beautiful piece of traditional clothing than the one you wore at his apartment; a yukata, purple with hints of lilac flowers, typical Fukushima Aizu patterns from where the Hoshina clan are the originally founders.

The hair piece, looks like two little representation of katanas imbued in sakura flowers of silver and purple little stones.

You cover your face in total awe; deep inside you still think you don’t deserve to wear such beautiful piece of art. But you end up doing it, Hoshina Fukutaichou said so, right?

The Japanese silk falls so delicate on your skin, kissing it softly with cold pecks on every mark he has left on you. You take a last look at your image on the little mirror he keeps on his office, still unable to process how beautiful you look, and double tap your intercom.

“You ready, princess?” he asks, curious.

“I am… Soshiro, this is… beautiful” you whisper, blushing harder with every word you mouth.

“Not as you, (Name). Now, please walk to the back of the base. There is a zen garden, you will find your next surprise there… and the answer you’ve been waiting for”

“Yes, Soshiro ~”

Walk? He said walk? who could walk?

Run, run, run. Your hair set free, only holding by a single strand to silver blades,   dances with the wind your own speed creates. Run, run, run. Through the halls of the base that’s been your home, your dream and your begin and end….

Fairy lights look like blurry dots, like fireflies, by the end of the hall; you run to catch them all. To see him, to hear an answer your heart already knows.

“Soshiro!” you whisper, when you stop all of a sudden, noticing how beautiful the Zen garden had been decorated. Warm lights, and every branch of the bamboo holding little multi-coloured papers… have you forgotten? It’s the night of Tanabata.

Your lips tremble, your eyes become watery once again; never experienced something more beautiful, even more because it was prepared for you… and only for you.

“Welcome ~” he sings, lifting his two hands and indexes up. “You look, and I know I told you this before, so beautiful wearing my family’s clothing… Please tell me you are the type of person who loves Tanabata” he continues, a little insecure now.

You wipe a little tear off the corner of your eye; anything you could love or even hate means nothing compared to him… you are the type of person who loves… him.

“This is… more than beautiful… why? I don’t deser-“ you start, but his hands grabbing yours stop you from keep on talking.

“You do deserve it; shall we write our desires in the little papers? Let’s go, I’m sure the Hanabi are about to start ~”

You nod, following him to a little table where two little papers lay on top, and each one has a pen to write on. Soshiro allows you to write yours, and then he does with his, not before asking you to wait until you read.

When both are ready, he guides you with your little paper towards one of the trees. Such tree, the tallest of them all, seemed to be fading into the night sky. Stars shining like diamond dots, like the river that separated Orihime and Hikoboshi but not you two.

“Let me tie yours, and you tie mine” he whispers, while both exchange your desires. As you grab his, you proceed to read...

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“I wish to be yours, (Name)”

“Soshiro… is this…?” “That’s my answer, (Name)… I really, really wish to be yours. Can you cut open this jail and set me free from this doubts? Am I yours? You are the one to tell me so” “Read mine, and you will find the answer Soshiro…”

ㅤㅤ“For him, the man who set me free with cuts of love, to be mine forever”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ… ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑫 ~

dear reader: thank you for reading! hope you liked this story as much as I enjoyed writing it! hope all your dreams come true! 💕 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Sashi 🌱

[satzumosupremacy]

Elite Bodyguard Series: Pt.7

Inevitable Night

Male reader x Noh Jihye(Noze)

Tags: Smut 2.4k words

“I know this isn’t your first rodeo,” Jihye said with the blanket covering herself from last night. “It was fun.”

The smile she made to you in the early morning was for sure all from last night. No doubts. You get up and look around for your clothes, only to remember that your shirt is in the living room. “I can tell from the smile you’re giving me."

“Well, it’s pretty hard to keep a straight face,” Jihye chuckles shyly. “You aren’t leaving, are you? This early in the morning?” 

You look at her, eyes all wanting another round. “Want another go? Can't stay long. I have a client in the late afternoon.” 

Those cat eyes of hers—the woman who you slept with last night after a long day. At the same time, she wanted you. Her room was dark, only your pupils dialed as time went on with her in bed. Although last night wasn’t called for, somehow it turned out this way in a flash. Jihye, or Noze, as many call her, asked for a drink at her place. She’s classy and sophisticated, with such an angelic face, and you couldn’t let go until you had her. 

No one in their mind would think it’s just a simple drink together after a day. She had her thoughts, and you had yours. Yesterday, you had a male client, and Jihye was a dancer. Behind the stage and in the waiting room, she talked with you, getting way too comfortable together as the day went by into sunset. You went off the grid for the night when your phone died right in the living room of her house, and you were only thinking about having her. 

Somehow, and someway, you opened her shy nature, even opening her legs last night. Jihye got along with you in a matter of hours backstage. And this was a mistake until you realized again that both of you wanted this. There’s a sense of guilt about being right in bed with someone you aren’t supposed to, but you wouldn’t deny Jihye. 

“About last night…" she hesitated. “Can we keep this a secret?” 

She’s beautiful while laid under you, moaning each other’s names, and it only fueled more passionately. Her hands were all gripped to your back, desperately not wanting you to stop deep in the night. There wasn’t any talking—just two bodies making love in a dark bedroom.

“I don’t brag who I slept with. Don’t worry.”

“Can you stay?” Jihye starts caressing you with her thumb on your hand, rubbing slowly to another round. “For another hour or so? C'mon, I'm still naked. At least finish what we started last night. 

You stared right at her sharp cat eyes. In that moment, as you gazed into her eyes, you could see emotions reflected in them. “Hangover sex?"

“Is it too much to ask? I know you’re busy.”

“I can stay. Give you what you desperately want more of.”

She smiles brightly to know both of you are on the same page. “What are you waiting for?”

You pull the blanket off her and get closer to her face, seeing her eyes close with a smile, just waiting for a kiss, and you glue your lips to hers, making her quiet and hum with the sounds of loud kisses. Jihye didn’t hesitate to wrap her small hands around your cock, just to make it even harder. 

You break off the kiss and stare into her eyes. “I bet you would look beautiful with my cock in your mouth, Jihye."

“I know you like staring at me. Just like last night.”

“I do, Jihye.” You’re baffled still, wondering how you actually got her to be naked—right in her very own bed with you and spreading a dancers legs.

Jihye gets up and kneels between your legs while you lay down. The smile never left her face. “An hour. Just for another hour, handsome."

The room becomes quiet; she’s jerking you off and staring at your cock, fantasizing and smiling at what made her moan last night. You start to breathe heavily, grunting softly as Jihye picks up the pace. She spits on your cock to lubricate it even more and slides it into her palms like butter, while her thumb teases your tip. 

“Fuck, just like this,” you grunted even more.

You’re gasping to the point of your abs showing. Her hair has been messy since last night, and you loved how beautiful she can still be. Without a word, she sucks the tip of your cock. You feel every nerve and sensation as your legs tense up. Slurping, spitting, and even her hair stuck to her face. 

“Jihye,” you groaned with heavy breaths. You’re breathing harder and louder as she sucks you off. Her nose was felt on your crotch, and you heard all the gags she made. It’s only you closing your eyes to relax with such a feeling in the morning. To Jihye, she loved seeing you pleasured. 

Jihye remains quiet. Even she knew how you could toss her around. She’s fragile and light, enough for you to make her limp. Strands of saliva and pre-cum were on her mouth as she pulls off to stroke your cock. “Thank you for last night."

“It was inevitable.” You sat up to brush her lips and she sucks on your thumb, staring at each other lustfully.

“Damn, you taste so good,” Jihye said, putting your cock back on her tongue. And with a smile from her, you knew she’s loving this in the morning, and you did too.

She sucks you off quietly from your hand guiding her, hearing the slurps and moans Jihye made in the early morning as the sun shines through the window. For the moments of Jihye sucking you off, it was nothing but relaxation; she didn’t go fast or slow, only a moderate speed that you couldn't be more than grateful for. It was the way she looked at you, gazing at you wickedly. 

“Keep looking at me like this, Jihye. That’s so hot of you.”

And by your words, she doesn’t break eye contact; from bobbing her head up and down, she remains looking at you. With her back arched and ass in your view, morning sex never felt greater from a person you didn't know until last night. 

She pulls off to spit on your cock, then jerks you off slowly with the squeezes you felt. “What do you say? Do you want to cum inside me again instead?” 

“Want to go for a ride, Jihye?”

“I sure do,” she said with a smirk.

You sit on the edge of the bed, and she catwalks over seductively as you can’t help but stare at the woman you got naked last night. Jihye sits on top, arms hanging from your shoulder, with your cock sliding inside her. She starts to grind, and both of you groan quietly.  

“Just like last night, Jihye.”

“Just like last night,” she repeated. Jihye hugs you, bodies glued to each other. “Having you in me feels like a massage. I love the feeling."

“You’re tight. And I can’t stand it but hear you moan.”

She pauses to laugh, laughing in such a cute and beautiful way that she can’t look at you but to the side. Jihye pushes you down and puts her hands on your chest. “That was hot of you. Just lay back and relax, handsome.” 

“I know this isn’t your first rodeo too, Jihye.”

“Not as much as you, but you’re probably the best I’ve ever had.”

“Show me how good you are. Dance.”

She starts to ride and grind, tilting her head back and closing her eyes towards the ceiling. Just sexual instincts taking over. Jihye’s moaning loudly; every heavy breath she took was therapeutic. You pull Jihye down, making out with her shoulders and neck. She smelled like soju and beer from last night, squealing out painful moans, but didn’t stop whatsoever. Only riding you was the only thing that kept her going to such a feeling. 

The noises of the bed creaking and both your voices are only heard. You caress her soft back down to her ass, gripping it tightly. No words were said; fucking was the only thing you two wanted. It went on for several minutes, with Jihye constantly riding and grinding. You start grunting and groaning her name so passionately. 

“You’re so good, Jihye.”

“Fuck. It feels so good inside me.” Jihye picks up the pace with all the pre-cum coating her walls. You hold her nape, looking at each other and exchanging breaths. “Slap my ass. I know you can’t stop feeling it.”

It didn’t take a second; you slapped her ass, harder with every slap, until the presence of your print was on it. She moans and groans more, and the bed creaks louder and faster. Jihye slowed down after a couple of minutes, tired and hungover. She grinds on you slowly with an open mouth, catching every breath. 

“Seems like it’s my turn to handle your fragile body.” You said playfully, staring at her.

“Wait, I need water.” Jihye’s gasping at this point from riding you. She gets off your cock and walks quickly to get a cup of water, which you follow behind seconds after as she’s pouring water. 

“Jihye.”

“Mhm?” Jihye said, gulping down half a cup of water from a clear glass cup. She pours you water right after and hands you the cup. Gulping down the water, the next gulp wasn’t for you, but for her mouth. You approach her closely, positioning yourself right in front of her. A kiss is shared with Jihye, accompanied by the exchange of water. She responds with a seductive hum, drawn in by the unexpected kiss and the touch of your hand on her chin. You lift her, legs wrapped around you, and she laughs shyly, “Fuck, that was pretty….” 

Staring at each other, she becomes speechless with rosy cheeks. “Pretty what, Jihye?”

“Pretty-”

You cut her off, French kissing her. Both your heads tilt, making out with each other as she holds you by the nape. You insert your cock in, and Jihye’s going for a ride. “Shouldn't have left me right in the middle of what we were doing, Miss," you said teasing her.

Walking towards the bedroom, you pin her to the wall and thrust every inch into her. She screams in pleasure, gripping your back so tightly. You held her in, gluing lips to each other as you became addicted to her soft lips. Time is of the essence, totally forgetting as it’s almost half an hour already.

“Fuck, right there, right fucking there!” Jihye screamed pleadingly.

The way she’s gripping onto you is life or death, tightly with her nails digging in. Her legs get tense, cumming right on your cock as she squirms, moaning loudly and squealing from you being deep inside her. There’s no time for Jihye to rest; you turn around and fall into the bed with her lying under you.

"Jihye,” you moaned her name.

“I love it when you say my name.”

“Jihye.” You said slowly, a tone lower to make her turned on even more. It’s working; she’s smiling so brightly and giggling. 

“I’ll remember you.”

The bed creaks again, thrusting deep and hard while her legs are up in the air. She’s having trouble gripping onto something—the bedsheets or your back. You kissed her neck up to bite her lips; it made Jihye melt. From the sudden passion, she moaned even more erotic. 

She guides you back to stare at each other with a grin. You knew this would be a memory for Jihye. “Only look at me, beautiful,” you said, seducing her. And you rub her clit in circles to make her squirm around. Wanting Jihye to cum a second time would be such a sight to see. Your eyes gaze at her, bodies making rough love, yet she still hasn’t looked away for a single second, which you respect even more. 

“I’m going to cum.”

“Give it to me!” She screamed and moan loudly.

You thrust her slower, but harder into her walls. She felt every inch and sensation. You groan louder, pulsating as a warning, as you’re going to cum any second now. You grunt hard, pausing deep in her as she holds tight to moan from feeling your warm cum inside her.

Her breaths are heavy, her chest pumping, and she is moaning softly from feeling you fill her pussy. She’s holding you in, all for her selfish greed. Moments after a quick and quiet rest, you pull out. 

“Jihye.”

“Can I cook you breakfast before you leave…please?”

“Okay, but I really have to leave after.” You assume it's been almost an hour, which is positively correct. Your cum leaks slowly out of her—thick and white. “Have you seen my phone?"

Even Jihye was looking for hers after you realized your phone was nowhere to be seen. “I think our phones have been in the living room since last night.” 

It gets both of you surprised, never knowing a night with her would end up this passionate and reckless at the same time. You stand up to only see your boxers, shorts, and her panties all on the floor. Assumingly, you know where the rest of the clothes are.

She’s cute after being fucked. You look at her, almost limping and hanging onto the wall. She turns to you after putting on her panties along with brushing her hair. “Ramen?” 

You nod in silence and walk with her to the kitchen. “Is there anything I can help?” Even after having a woman in bed, you respect each one of them.

“No. It’s my house. Just sit on the couch.”

You walk to the couch with open bottles, shot glasses, empty boxes of delivery food, and cups of unfinished beer since last night was just placed there unattended. You helped her clean up even if she didn’t ask.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I should help out. Thanks for having me over, Jihye.”

“Ramen is ready.” She places the ramen on the living room table with two plates and chopsticks. “Dig in.”

The time spent with her eating was all talking about both your professions and the TV playing in the background. You wash the dishes with her and pack up your stuff.

“See you around,” Jihye said.

“See you around, Jihye.”

[frutijuice]

Kinda ironic that Tommy is a speedster, but is constantly left behind by the people around him (even by Marvel Comics itself)

Like, everyone around him has lifes of their own, his biological parents live separately and it seems like neither of them want Tommy to be actively in their lives.

Even though he calls Wanda "mom" or Billy "brother," neither of them are really family to him, Wanda has her life and her problems, she doesn't act like a mother to him, not even like a mentor, their relationship is good enough but it's not deep.

And even though Billy was the one who supported the theory that the two of them are Wanda's reincarnated twins, after revealing the truth, he has his own things to focus on, Billy has loving biological parents and two real brothers, plus the best boyfriend in the universe, he even goes to space and gets married.

The best thing that Tommy had was the Young Avengers, and I adore them, but I also can't deny that Kate used him to later stay with Eli, and later she uses him again when she is angry at Noh-Varr, and after Children's Crusade when the Young Avengers split up, what Tommy wanted most was for them to stay together.

And what happens when a new Young Avengers line-up begins to form? Tommy is "kidnapped" 💀 My dude is literally left out of the whole adventure that he wanted the most, and he didn't really form any bond with any of the new members other than David.

I ask a sincere question, what friends does Tommy have? Lmaooo, seriously 😭 because David was the only one from what I remember and after they date for a while they break up off the page.

Tommy has never had a stable enough relationship, and everyone he knows has friends or other superhero teams more important than him, Tommy has only been in the Young Avengers and his appearances are so few and short that it's almost as if he's not there.

And since Marvel hates giving my boy time we literally never have a clue what's going on in his head, but let me doubt that after being labeled as the "sociopath" problem boy with no feelings, it literally won't affect him at all 💀 That facade he puts up is literally a defense mechanism, we've seen his real opinions a few times and he's not like that, he does care about his friends, he may not think about things much but when his life is lonely and the world is too slow I think it is impossible to ignore, idk.

I know it's a lot of text but I'm on the path to read all the comics in which Tommy appears, bc I never thought he would interest me so much but he became my favorite character and now I can't stand how Marvel always gives him leftovers.

And maybe what I said doesn't bother him as a character, or in the future my opinion will be proven wrong, but if Marvel never shows us anything about him, all I have to deduce what's going on in his life is the miserable information they give us.

[wcvensouls]

he had in fact avoided answering that question, because he didn't know whether or not they would have the same answer and, for some reason, that made tate feel a bit nervous. however, he should have known that she wouldn't let it go so easily. for a moment, he was silent. and then, with a little smile, tate answered. " i think it would have. we're different now, i... would have done things differently. " but he had been young and naive, put in a situation without anyone to help him learn how to navigate it. many things had fallen into the cracks and gotten lost during that time as he tried his best to simply make it in such a cutthroat industry — and, sadly, their relationship had been one of them, even if he hadn't meant for it to be. " i think happiness is relative. i wouldn't be able to give you a direct answer. there's moments where i am and moments where i'm not. " a brief pause followed before tate added. " are you? "

“you  didn’t  answer  my  question.”  ara  points  out.  “do  you  really  think  it  would’ve  ended  any  differently?”  maybe  so.  if  they’d  met  now,  they  would  have  been  free  from  the  once  controlling  claws  of  their  agencies.  they  were  young  and  didn’t  have  much  of  a  leverage  against  grown-ups  in  suits  that  had  too  much  power  over  them  back  then.  but  maybe  they  would  have  never  met  or  fallen  as  hard  as  they  did,  held  together  by  a  bond  developed  between  two  dreamers  who  wanted  too  much  at  once.  “it’s  been  so  long.”  she  echoes.  they  should  both  have  moved  on  by  now.  “do  you  think  you’re  happy  now?”  as  happy  as  they  wanted  to  be?