#i showered and have yummy wine!

[webslingingslasher]

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Is there ever a pregnancy scare after they're in the girlfriend phase?

*cleaning out my drafts. mentions of pregnancy and a slight suggestion of abortion.*

you groan at the gentle shake you're receiving and you shrug it off while half awake. you're unbelievably tired and the small window of rest you got wasn't enough.

'trouble? c'mon, get up.' peter's hand comes down rough on your backside, you whine and roll over. 'but i'm sleepy-eepy.' the warmth of peter's bed is ripped away from you, he's holding the blanket in his hands.

'now i'm cold.' and while it's not peter's fault and he's only doing what you asked, you feel a little frustrated at the knowledge of not being able to go back to sleep.

'if you get up now, i'll shower with you. ten, nine, eight, seven... that's my girl, super proud of you.'

you might've woken up grouchy, but peter set your mood right in the shower and now you keep giving his arm little kisses. 'my handsome man.' peter speaks into your hairline, 'it's just a white shirt, you heathen.'

you softly dig your teeth into the thick of his bicep while his aunt has her back turned mixing up a side salad. you pull back without a trace and talk into his skin. 'and my man looks so yummy in it.'

'see? that nap energized you more than you thought.'

'that or your precious mouth and nice way you use it on me.' peter gives you a charming smile. 'you're on a roll tonight, trouble.' you wrap your arms around his and give a final mark, it's time to be a smidge respectful in his childhood home.

peter breaks away to refill your wine glass and top may's off. you thank him with a small kiss, may thanks him by asking him to grab rolls from the oven.

---

there's a positive pregnancy test in your shaking hands. each time you blink it becomes more and more clear, you clutch your stomach as if you already had a month nine belly.

'fuck.'

what are you supposed to do?

tears fall fast, they hit your palms and positive test before you look around the bathroom. why are you alone? where's peter? you think of your boyfriend, you think of how royally fucked this makes things.

call it selfish but you wanted peter all to yourself for a few years and now you're jumping forward a hundred steps. 'fuck.' this isn't fair to either of you, you don't have it figured out yet.

you stare at the test one more time, you need to be sure. you close your eyes and count to ten, no matter how many times you try, the answer doesn't change.

'holy fucking shit, i'm-'

about to piss your pants. you fly up from the bed lightning fast, hightailing it to peter's bathroom before holding your head in your hands. you're drowsy and reminding yourself it was just a dream, but it felt so real.

but, no, just a dream. it's a dream because you're not pregnant. you just had your period... you just had it... it's only been... your stomach drops, why can't you remember? in four seconds you are wide, wide awake and you're going for your phone on peter's nightstand.

it's three in the morning and you haven't had a period in at least five weeks.

'peter, get up.' you're not soft spoken or gentle, you're full of terror and he's about to be too. you push at his arm roughly, it stirs him just enough you could break through the sleep.

'peter, get up right now.' a slow whine, you're not playing and his stubbornness is about to have you wake up the entire apartment complex. 'get the fuck up, peter.'

you're mean but it's the only thing stopping you from going full blown psycho and curling into a screaming, crying ball on his floor.

'peter,' you rush out his name one more time, this time he responds.

'what’s go-‘

'i think i'm pregnant and i'm about to freak the fuck out and i really, really need you to keep me from doing that right now.' it hits all at once, you try to breathe but you can't. it's peter's turn to fly up from the bed, he only goes as far as he needs to wrap you in a tight hug.

'trouble,' the name makes you sob, you really are trouble. 'shh, you're okay, we're okay.' it's not fair of peter to hold you calmly as if he's not scared shitless himself. 'we're so fucked, peter. i ruined everything.'

your mind is spinning and your boyfriend is keeping you grounded. 'nothing is ruined, nothing is fucked. we're okay, i promise we're okay.' no, peter's not thinking how you are. he doesn't understand what you just did to you both.

'i did, i really, really did. we just graduated, we don't live together, you're still waiting for that research position to open and my boyfriend slash baby daddy is going to die because he's also spider-man.'

it's all ruined. you don't even know what you ruined and that's the worse part, you ended it before it started.

'hey, trouble. one thing at a time, okay? we have time to figure it out if we need to. do we need to go get a test?' you nod, the idea of your dream turning into reality makes you want to sob.

'speaking of dying, i killed the last three plants ethan gave me. so, how nice is that? a dead dad and a mom who kills.' peter hugs you tighter, he wants to push all your suffering into him right now. you go one further, this is the final nail in the coffin.

'what if i'm not ready to be a mom?'

'we have time to figure-' he doesn't understand. 'no, what if i'm not ready to be a mom?' a soft kiss on your forehead tells you he read between the lines, it also tells you he doesn't resent you for the idea.

'i'm here for you, okay? i'm here for whatever decision you make and we'll figure it out together. we're a team. and i promise you, trouble, i'm not dying. kid or no kid, i won't let spider-man be the thing that does me in.'

you want this with peter, you really do. just... not now. a baby this young was never in the cards, you feel like you shouldn't be in this position but you played stupid games and won an unexpected prize.

'fuck. peter, i really think i might be pregnant.'

peter's being a strong front because you need it but he's just as unprepared as you are. 'have you been feeling sick?' you shake your head, you've felt normal until this very moment.

'i had i dream i was staring at a positive test and it felt so real that it woke me up and then i couldn't remember the last time i had my period so i looked at my phone and we're charting into week five.'

peter almost lets a curse slip, he contains it for you. 'okay, we're okay. i promise we're okay, we just need to make sure if you're pregnant or not. can you wait until morning or do we need to go now?'

peter using 'you' and 'pregnant' in the same sentence makes you want to throw up and you can't blame it on potential morning sickness. you're disgusted in yourself. this wasn't the timeline.

you couldn't last another few hours in this state, you'd go mad in record timing. 'now. right now.' in under a minute peter is stuffing a hoodie over your head and a shirt over his. you feel yourself on the verge of a breakdown but peter's outstretched hand tells you he's here for it.

---

'what if you resent me in like...' peter's already shaking his head, you can't put a date on it, what if it's now? 'wait, is it already happening? do you hate me?'

peter stops with you outside of the bodega right up the road from his apartment, he had been listening to your spiral the entire time with a calm demeanor.

'stop. i know this wasn't the plan and i know this isn't what we wanted right now but i don't want you thinking i could ever hate you or blame you for this. i wish i could make you feel better about this, trouble. i love you, i love you more than i have ever loved anything. i love you more than i thought was possible. i love you more than any song or book or movie could ever describe. and guess what? i'd love our kid just the same. shit, maybe even more cause you gave me one.'

is it hormones or is it because that's the best thing he could've ever told you at this moment? you crush him in a hug, he's a little surprised but holds you just the same. 'thank you.' for the first time since you woke up, you're able to breathe.

peter doesn't say you're welcome because you don't have anything to thank him for. he's doing what he'd do if this was however many years in the future and when it was a bit more planned. 'i didn't bring my wallet.'

peter scoffs, 'you think i'd make you pay for this?'

'i already feel like a burden.'

'trouble.' you bite your tongue, if peter can be nice enough to hold a poker face, you can stop telling yourself he secretly hates you. you need an answer and it lies inside the shop in a little box.

peter's holding the test, you couldn't bring yourself to touch it. you're standing in front of the refrigerator section staring at the drink selection, more than half focused on your reflection instead. peter catches on and taps your hand, you blink awake and look at three different cans before your brain hurts.

'what should i get?'

'whatever you want, trouble.'

'i can't think.' you can't. it's either total silence and dissociation or racing thoughts, you don't know peace anymore. if you're carrying his child, peter can pick a drink for you.

'hm. are you in the mood for something flavored?'

sweet. sugary. something to coat your mouth with a lasting aftertaste even if the news you were about to receive was on the bitter side.

'yeah.' peter nixes the three shelfs of water. 'carbonated or not?' too much of a choice, you shrug half-heartedly. 'i don't know.' peter looks behind him, a different choice entirely.

when's the last time you had an icee?

you don't notice peter walk off, you slipped back into staring at yourself in a baggy hoodie. if you jumped forward six months, how tight would it be?

peter grabs a small cup, looks at the clear-blue box in his hand and grabs a large one instead. a mixture of cherry and coke, it's nearly freezing his hand. it's going to be enough to keep your mind in the land of the living.

you find peter, lean against his back and close your eyes, he makes small movements and allows you to rest your weight on him. you're tired. mentally and emotionally. 'trouble?' you perk up again, peter halfway turns to hand over a frozen drink big enough for four.

'a slushie?' you give it a taste, you sip it down until your throat burns. 'heck yeah. and look at that, you love it.' he's not wrong. you can't remember the last time you had one and this somehow just made things a little better.

'it's making me feel better.'

'see? everyone needs some sugar now and then.'

---

for someone who made peter get out of bed at three in the morning and force him down to the corner store for a pregnancy test, you sure can't stomach the idea of taking it.

if it's a no, it'll be the biggest breath of fresh air you've ever had. if it's a yes, you and peter's life is about to forever change and you don't think you're ready for that yet.

you might not get peter to yourself for a few years, but you have him tonight and that's comfort enough. 'ready?' you intertwine your fingers with peter as he asks and pulls you out the front door. it's a quiet walk back sharing your cup of sugar before you silently creep back inside his aunt's apartment.

'ready to pee?'

you shake your head, peter offers his laptop up. ten minutes into a show, you have to go. fifteen minutes, it's pressing. twenty and you're about to burst.

you're not ready for the answer.

you'd be a bad mom.

'i drank wine tonight, peter. that's so bad, i'm such a bad person.'

'you're not a bad person, trouble. guess what? no one knows they're pregnant until they know. it's not your fault you kept living life how you normally do.'

you might've fucked things up but you chose the best person to do it with.

'i have to pee.' for just a teeny, tiny second- peter's guard faults. he's just as scared of the results, it fills you with solace. you're not the only one here who doesn't want this, even if he won't tell you so.

'want me to come with?'

you shake your head and don't even look at the box when you swipe it from his desk. your hand shakes as you tear the blue plastic, it's dawned on you that this is the first time you've ever taken one. you never thought you’d be here.

you hold your eyes closed while you do it as if the results would show immediately. you snap the cap back into place and hide it behind you. starting a five minute timer, you wait on the answer to the future.

poking your head out from his bathroom you clear your throat. 'counting down.'

'how are you feeling? still doing okay?' you nod, you're really thankful he has your back tonight. it's nice to know that when you're truly falling apart, he's your backbone.

'i love you.'

'i love you too, sweetheart.'

you've been so good and so brave this whole time, you haven't cried once. but that just broke you and you can't place why. you try to will away the sting in your eyes, it doesn't work.

a broken whimper and you can't hold it in anymore.

you fall apart and before you could collapse to the floor, peter's tucking you into his chest and kissing your head. 'shh, you're okay. i promise you're okay, you have me. you'll always have me.'

'promise?'

'i promise, trouble. don't you remember? i couldn't let you go if i tried.'

'i know you said to stop but i'm really sorry and i need you to know that.' peter feels his heart break, he must've done something wrong at some point to make you think he could ever be upset at you for this.

but peter thinks you need him to accept it. 'it's okay. i know you're sorry and it's okay.' you relax and exhale into him, you stop your tears because crying is useless and it's only making you feel worse.

'i'm being so annoying, aren't i?'

'not in the slightest, do you see how long it took you to cry?'

you sniff and wipe away any stray tears before giving peter a pathetic pucker. 'kiss, please.' you're granted the slow and soft kind, the one that is just pure care and adoration.

'will you promise to keep having sex with me if i'm pregnant?'

peter can't hold in his laugh, you hear yourself and giggle with him. 'i promise, trouble. you can get it anytime. i mean, you already do, but with my baby in you- you'll get absolutely anything you want, whenever you want.'

'even if i want cheetos at two in the morning?' peter thinks that's light work, he graces your cheek with a kiss of the same kind. 'especially then.' it's not always rainbows and butterflies. 'what about when my belly pops, my hormones hit the ceiling, my feet are swollen, i'm hot all the time, and i just constantly scream at you?'

'you wouldn't do that.' well, you're not planning on it but you have no idea what effects this will have on you. 'but if you did, i'd take it in stride. if i was carrying around twenty pounds that made me constantly want to piss my pants, i'd be grumpy too.'

'we're gonna be so tired.'

'we already are.'

you chew on your bottom lip for a moment. 'what if i get stretch marks?'

'from growing my kid? couldn't think of anything sexier, trouble.'

it's not what was planned, but if this is how it'll be, you'll be okay. peter was right, you would figure it out. together.

'you have an answer for everything.'

'that's why you love me so much. you needed to find someone who could keep up with you.'

'and oh boy can you keep up and catch me.'

you match his smile, you feel good. you feel like things aren't so ruined now. 'it's my favorite thing to do.' you scrunch your nose up at him before giving a small jump to your alarm tone.

you end the timer. 'oh god.' that.

'don't undo what we just did. no more panic, we're okay with this, right? if it's a yes, we're doing this?'

it's terrifying to think you could be a parent in under a year but something tells you that you'll be just fine with peter by your side. 'yeah, we're doing this.'

peter nods towards his bathroom door, 'ready?'

for the first time tonight, you feel confident. 'yes.' you back up for the results, wrapping your palm around the middle until you're next to peter again.

you both take a deep breath and you finally get to see the answer.

peter exhales out, 'holy shit.'

your shoulders slump when you mutter out, 'thank god.'

'holy fuck, i thought my stomach was about to come out of my ass for a second. don't get me wrong if it was-'

'i was right there with you, petey. we could've figured it out but thank god we don't have to.' you hold a hand over your heart and feel calm wash over you. 'are we bad people for being happy about this?'

peter shakes his head. 'no, not at all. we're not ready for that yet, but now we know we could be.'

you think you're speaking for the both of you and you think it needs to be said. 'to be clear, we do want kids, just later down the road. and this was just a little scare but now that we know we don't want any right now, we should be a little more careful about how we do things, right?'

'a hundred percent, trouble. you said it before i could.'

'good.' you take another peek at the test, double confirmation. 'now can you please feed me? i'm famished.'

even if you weren't pregnant, peter would do anything for you.

'anything my baby wants, she gets.'

[twice-inamillion]

Tzuyu’s First Time in Bangkok 

Smut and Fluff 

(Soft and rough sex, virgin sex, deflowering, deep penetration, creampie)

Chapter 205 

3830 Words 

(For her birthday Tzuyu has a memorable first time. She gives her daddy a nice surprised that leaves him worried. The rest of the members take a jab at OC and hurt his ego.)

The team arrived in Bangkok yesterday evening and celebrated Tzuyu’s 20th birthday right when it turned into midnight. The members gathered as Tzuyu blew out her candle, holding her hands together and making her wish. Once that was over, the rest of the older members popped a bottle of wine and beers and celebrated Tzuyu and the concert the following day. 

Later that morning, you and Jihyo are woken up by Tzuyu jumping into your bed, “Mommy, Daddy, it’s my birthday!”

“Baby, it’s still early,” whines Jihyo, wanting to rest a bit more. 

“But, I want to go out, please,” and jumps on the bed, shaking it. 

“Okay, let’s go out. Where do you want to go?”

“Umm… breakfast? I looked up a famous bakery; let's go there!”

Okay, give us some time to get ready.” Tzuyu hears that, jumps off the bed, and runs to the room she shares with Chaeyoung. You and Jihyo try your best to get up, but with the amount of drinking you did last night, you know it’s going to take a while. 

When Jihyo and you finish, you see a waiting Tzuyu, ready to go out and have fun. “Okay! Trip with mommy and daddy!” The bakery is within walking distance, and when you arrive, there is no line, so you find a good table while Tzuyu walks around and orders different types of pastries to try. Tzuyu grabs her tray and carries the pastries she wants to try to the table, “Look, mom… I mean, Jihyo unnie bought be all the delicious ones.” It takes long for her to take a bite of every piece on the tray and her drink in her hand, “They’re all so yummy!” 

“I hope you enjoyed it; it’s almost time to go to rehearsal at the arena,” says Jihyo.

“Boo… that sucks, it's my birthday. I don’t want to practice,” crossing her arms. 

“Look, if you’re a good girl and behave, then I’ll get you something special for your birthday, okay?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, promise.”

“Okay, let’s go practice!”

The three of you return to the rental and deliver the box of pastries so the rest of the members can enjoy them before rehearsing. 

Rehearsal goes on without an issue, and you all return to the house and prepare for dinner. “It’s nice that we don’t get to worry about dinner; takeout is always fun,” says Chaeyoung. You respond, “Enjoy while you can because its not going to be forever, just until we go back home.”

After coming back from their practice, most of the members go exploring around the area while you and Jihyo rest in the room. “Remember that I promised Tzuyu a present if she was good?”

“Yeah, I remember, why?”

“Uhmm, I want to give it to her today.”

“You mean,” giving her a look.

“Yes, I think she has waited enough and has been persistent.” 

“Okay, what’s the plan?”

“After showering, in our room. I’ll be here for support while you do it.”

“Ohh, you want to watch?”

“I… I want Tzuyu to be okay, but I think it would be hot.” 

“Why don’t you join.”

“No, it’s her first time; you should focus on her.”

“Haha, okay.”

Later that evening, while the rest of the members are resting, Jihyo pulls Tzuyu to the side, “Come to my room later on tonight, okay.” Tzuyu, reading the situation, smirks at the idea of doing something naughty with her mommy, “Should I clean up?” Jihyo nods and leaves back to where the members were hanging out.

After getting ready, Tzuyu walks to Jihyo’s room and knocks on the door, “Can I come in?” Jihyo answers and welcomes Tzuyu in, “Come in.” Tzuyu walks in, sees the inside of their bedroom, and asks where’s Oppa. Jihyo points at the bathroom, “He just finished showering. Why don’t you sit down and wait for him.” Tzuyu walks towards the bed and sees the outfit she is wearing, “Wow, you look cute,” and smacks her butt. Tzuyu turns around and giggles before sitting on the bed. 

“Jihyo, did you see my towel?” as you open the bathroom and look for Jihyo. You see a standing Jihyo grinning and Tzuyu with an excited face, “Daddy, you’re huge.” Embarrassed, you grab and try to grab the towel near the door, but Jihyo holds your hand, “What do you think Tzuyu? Your daddy is really hung, isn’t he” as she holds your cock with her warm hands. 

“Yes, Daddy is huge.”

“Do you want to dry him off together?” Tzuyu nods and grabs the nearby towel, and starts to dry off his arms. As you stand between them, Jihyo walks in front of and laps the water from your chest, “This is how you dry him off, isn’t that right?” You agree and nod your head, making Tzuyu drop the towel and copy Jihyo. Tzuyu sticks out her small tongue and slowly licks off the remaining drops off your chest. “Daddy, you taste good,” as she moves down your chest. “Tzuyu said you taste good, honey. How about you get a taste of her, too.” 

You flip her hair and reveal the side of her neck; you slowly begin to kiss her, which causes her to moan. As you move along her neck, you remove her oversized shirt, which reveals sexy black lingerie. 

“Wow, I guess our Tzuyu is a big girl now; she’s wearing big-girl lingerie.” Tzuyu giggles and drops her shorts. You can’t help but start at her thick thighs and hourglass figure. “What do you think, Daddy? You like?”

“Ohh, he likes it, alright,” as Jihyo stares at your cock, getting hard under your towel. “She’s right, I love it, especially how it shows off that nice ass of yours.” Tzuyu can’t help but grin at your compliment, “Thank you, Daddy.”

You take a hold of her ass cheek, which catches her off guard, and give it a nice squeeze, “perfect ass, just how I imagined.” Tzuyu looks at you, “I worked really hard for Daddy, I know you like Mina unnie’s butt, so I tried to make mine like hers since my chest isn’t as big as mommy's.” 

“You didn’t have to do that; your body is perfect the way it is.” 

“I know; I just wanted to make my body fit daddy’s preference.” 

“Aww, that’s sweet. You should take responsibility and make her feel good, honey,” as Jihyo winks. 

“You’re right. I should.” You take Tzuyu’s hand, lead her to the bed, and lay her down. Your hand moves to her nether regions and begins to rub her slowly as you kiss her. Tzuyu moans to your touch and asks you to press your fingers against her panties. “I’m going to leave you two birds; have your fun,” says Jihyo. Tzuyu breaks away from your kiss and says, “No, don’t leave. I want you here, Mommy, please.”

Surprised, Jihyo asks, “Are you sure?”

She nods, “Yes, I want Mommy to watch as Daddy takes my first.”

“I’ll stay,” replies Jihyo.

You continue to rub her cunt against her panties and feel the wetness seeping through the thin cloth. With a bit of nectar on your fingers, you get it directly from the source and place your hand under her panties. With two fingers, you trace her puffy lips, the use them to spread her open. With her lips spread open, you can feel how wet she already is and decide to first one finger.

“Ahh ahh,” moans Tzuyu as she can feel you stir her sloppy flesh. “Daddy, it feels good,” she moans to your finger, making you insert another finger. You scrape her walls, which causes her to arch her back in pleasure, “Just like that, Daddy.” Watching your baby girl enjoy herself, you begin to thrust, “Daddy, I wanna come. Please don’t stop.” You increase your thrusting and wait for her seconds before she reaches her peak and stops. “Why did you stop? I was about to cum.”

“You can’t cum right now just because of my fingers. If you really want to cum then it’s going to be on Daddy’s cock.” Tzuyu is surprised with your comment but is happy. “So do you think you’re ready for this?” as you hold your meat with your hand. “Yes, daddy. I ready for your cock.”

“Then let’s things start.” Your attention now is on Tzuyu’s panties, lowering them down slowly. With every centimeter, you begin to see Tzuyu’s sacred part, your cock getting hard just looking at it. You kiss her pelvis as you pull down the last bit of her panties, with her full cunt in view. “Wow, such a pretty pussy you have Tzuyu.”

“Thanks, Daddy,” she blushes with your compliment. Jihyo walks towards the both of you and suddenly smacks Tzuyu’s cunt.

“Our little girl has a nice puffy pussy” says Jihyo as she gives her another smack. You watch as Tzuyu’s puffy lips jiggle. “Mommy, don’t hit me; it hurts,” whines Tzuyu. Instead, Jihyo gives her another ten slaps until her lips are slightly red. 

After the last slap, Jihyo walks back and whispers in your ear, “Enjoy,” giving you a wink. Jihyo has always teased you about your kink, no matter how unique they are.

Looking at each other, Tzuyu lowers her hands and spreads her lips apart, “Daddy, I saved myself for you,” as she shows you her leaking pussy. You walk towards her and tease her with your cock by pressing it against her lips. Your shaft rubs against her lips, coating the lower section of her nectar. 

On the other hand, Jihyo watches as her fiancé is about to give the youngest member, who she considers a daughter, her first sexual experience. She can’t help but to feel wet herself, wanting to join in on the fun, but she doesn’t want to ruin Tzuyu’s special moment. Maybe she will ask to join later when it’s less busy. 

After teasing Tzuyu, you get down to the main event; you align your length to Tzuyu’s small entrance and press your head, “Wait.” 

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” 

“It’s just that Nayeon unnie mentioned that she took a video of her first time, and I want to do the same. I want to remember my first with Daddy.” 

Jihyo looked surprised but knew it was bound to happen, “Are you sure?”

Tzuyu nods. Jihyo then walks to the shelf, pulls out a camera, and begins to film. “It’s ready.”

“Daddy, I want to ride you.” 

“You do?”

“Yeah, lay down.” 

You switch positions and get Tzuyu into a cowgirl position. Tzuyu, get on top of you with your cock in front you her. She grabs your cock with both hands and says, “You’re so big, I can’t believe it’s actually happening.” With an enthusiastic face, she presses your cock against her flat tummy, showing you how deep it’s going to go inside of her, “Do you think you are going to be able to handle the whole thing?” asks Jihyo as she holds the camera in her hand. “Yup, I’m a big girl; if mommy can take it all, then so can I,” smiles Tzuyu. 

Determined, she lifts herself and aligns your cock to her entrance. Both of your hearts are pounding on what’s to come, and you see as Tzuyu lowers herself, inserting the tip of your head. 

Jihyo carefully holds the camera to get a steady view and watches Tzuyu lowering herself, her lips spreading wide open. She sees her biting her lip as she slowly takes more of you, making Jihyo wet herself. 

Tzuyu puts more weight on you until the head disappears. She moans in pain, grabs onto your sides, and tries to move a bit more but can’t. She looks at you worried, not wanting to ruin this moment; she takes a deep breath, musters up the courage, raises herself, waits a moment, and drops her whole weight, but stops when she hits the thin membrane that separates her from womanhood. She looks into you in tears, “Daddy, help me please,” practically begging.

“Come come, babe, help our Tzuyu,” says Jihyo.

You place your hands around her hips and get a tight grip, slowly pulling her body down. Even with your assistance, her walls push you back from its tightness. An idea comes into mind, but you know it will be painful. “Tzuyu, you’re so tight, the tightest out of all the members. Your body walls are pushing me out; maybe it’s a way of telling us that I’m too big for you.” You see the worry in her eyes, “No, I’m ready, please.” 

“There is a way, but it’s going to hurt, and I don’t think it's going to be an enjoyable moment.” 

“I’ll do anything to be one with you, Daddy.”

“Are you sure?”

“Even if it hurts right now, I know it will feel good afterward.” 

Jihyo then says, “Give her what she wants, babe; she can handle it.” 

You get into a comfortable position and raise Tzuyu’s body a bit, “Okay, on the count of three, you relax and let go, okay?” Tzuyu nods and waits for you to count, “One, two, three” with your hands around her waist, you penetrate her through the thin barrier and finally become one. 

Tzuyu feels the exact moment when she becomes her daddy’s woman, the moment she becomes one with him. 

It was a painful experience because her daddy was too big for her tight pussy. Her walls struggled to take you whole and met you with lost resistance, but you knew how much she wanted this, even if it hurt. 

On your end, it was a great experience, your cock being choked and pushed out by her walls, the outline of your cock on Tzuyu’s firm tummy, it was magnificent. 

“Daddy, it hurts!” yells Tzuyu, in pain to the point she feels like her body will break. Her body gave out signals that whatever penetrated her small body was too much for it. “It’s too big, fuck! It hurts!” 

You pull Tzuyu to you, wrapping your arms around her body, and begin to thrust. At first, it’s a slow pace to ease Tzuyu into it, but she bites you. Her teeth dig into your neck as you try to ease the pain. After a few slow thrusts, you increase the pace, making it easier for Tzuyu to handle.

The pain slowly becomes pleasure as her body adjusts to your massive girth. She regains her composure and notices the bite more on your neck that she gave you a few seconds ago. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” and begins to lick the wound with the tip of her small tongue, like a deer. 

Now that she was back, you wanted to get her back for the bite. Your arms hold her tighter, and you increase the pace of your thrust to another level. She moans out loud as she can feel her insides being rearranged and loses strength, letting you fuck the shit out of her. 

Jihyo, on the other hand, watches as your cock violently goes in and out of Tzuyu’s small cunt, remembering her the first time you and her had sex. The sound of Tzuyu’s moaning is like music to her ears, and it’s getting her turned on, “Fuck, I really want his cock.” 

“Daddy, you’re going too fast. Daddy, please, you’re going to mess me up inside.” There is no response, just heavy breathing. Tzuyu feels her core burning up, a familiar sensation that she’s about to cum. “Ahhh ahhh, fuck, I’m about to cum.” 

Jihyo wanting to see her little baby cum, teases Tzuyu. She traces her finger from Tzuyu’s back down until reaching her pucker hole, “Mommy! Not my butt!” she yelps. “Come on, baby girl, mommy and daddy want to see you cum. Cum on your daddy’s cock.”

You let your arms go and watch as Tzuyu springs up and arches her back. You feel her orgasm and interlink hands with her. You watch her body spasm uncontrollably until she crashes back onto your chest and passes out. 

“That was fast,” says Jihyo, disappointed as she wanted to see more. “That was cute of you to hold her hands.” You laugh, “I didn’t do it to be cute.” With a smirk, she asks, “So, how was it with you being her first? Is she tight?” You try to keep your smile from showing, but with Jihyo, she can read you like a book. You turn your head away, “I knew it; you can’t hide anything from me, especially that kink of yours,” as she smirks at you. “Come, babe, fuck her. She said she wanted to make this a memorable night, so fuck her until her womb becomes a slave for your cock. You know I don’t want her to be fucked by anyone else other than you.” 

Dang, you get shivers every time Jihyo gets serious like this. She knows you have a high sexual tolerance, and she uses it to fit her know needs, to the point of wanting all the members to get addicted to your cock. So, like a good boy, you do as you are told and focus on Tzuyu. 

She feels her womb getting pounded by her daddy’s massive cock, and it feels so good, much better than the unbearable pain. Once she recovers from her orgasm, she lets herself be fucked as her head lays on your chest. She wants to enjoy this moment. 

After vigorously thrusting inside of her, you notice her wake and biting her lip not to let out a moan and decide to have some fun, “You said you were going to ride me; what happened?” Tzuyu, now caught, replies, “Shut up, daddy. I’m going to do it soon. Just keep on fucking me. You’re surprised by her reaction and smack her butt, “Ouch, don’t hit me, Daddy.” She sees the grin on your face and realizes what you're about to do, “No, don’t, Daddy, don’t do anything rashly.” 

You flip Tzuyu into a mating press from a cowgirl position, causing her to yelp in surprise. “Come, babe, fuck our baby Tzuyu real good,” says Jihyo. “Mommy don’t encourage h…” isn’t able to finish her sentence as you start to pound deep inside of her. “Fuck, fuck, you’re too big!” 

With her legs raised up you enjoy the nice view of her perfect body, the outline of your cock inside of her. “I’m going to fuck you real good.”

“Okay,” nods Tzuyu with lustful eyes.

You feel every inch, every corner of her tight cunt, it's wonderful. “How does it feel getting fucked by your daddy’s cock? Do you like it?”

“Hmph… yea… I love Daddy’s c…cock.”

“Do you like it when I reach all the way here?” hitting the deepest part of her womb. 

“Ahhh… yea! 

What about when I rub your pretty little cunt.” 

“Ahh!!! Ahh!!!”

You vigorously rub her clit, which makes her moan, curling her toes. 

“I… I am going to cum!!!”

“Ohh no, we can’t have that, not now,” you stop and smack her puffy lips multiple times, causing it to jiggle. “Your pussy is so jiggly, I love it. It’s so small and puffy, looks even better with my cock inside of it don’t you think?”

“Yes, it does. I think I’m going to get addicted to your cock like the rest of my unnies.” 

“Oh really? Do you know why the members are addicted?”

“Because you’re big?”

“That too, but it's because once they get a taste of my cum that can’t get enough. You understand what I’m trying to say, right?”

Tzuyu nods and spreads her arms, welcoming you, “Cum inside of me, daddy.” 

“You really want this cock” holding it in your hand, covered in red. 

“Yes, I want it; give it to me, please. Fill me with your cum.” 

With your cock you glide it between her lips and smack it on her cunt. “You see how hard my cock is; look its throbbing; it wants to go back inside to finish the job.”

“Inside, please,” she begs. 

Giving it one more smack, you cover her in red and penetrate her again. Immediately, Tzuyu moans from getting split open. You begin to thrust inside until you reach your peak. “I’m going to cum soon, do you want it inside or out?

“Inside.”

“Beg for it, baby girl; show me how much you want it.” 

“I want it bad, cum inside of me, fill me up. Breed me, Daddy!”

“If you put it that way, then take it all!” You release all the cum you have saved up the past few days, panting Tzuyu’s walls completely white.”

“So hot!!! Fuck!!!”

You can see the outline of your cock in her belly and how your cum filled up her womb. After a while, her belly gets bigger, making her look a bit more pregnant than Sana. “I feel so hot, so full. It feels nice.” She looks at her tummy and presses on it, “Haha look, mommy, look daddy. Daddy filled me up so much that I look pregnant, cute isn’t” causing the mixture of pinkish cum to ooze out of her and make it puddle on the bedsheets. 

Jihyo laughs at Tzuyu’s joke and takes a picture of Tzuyu with two peace signs and other poses. You stand up and help clean up the area from the amount of cum on the bed. 

Tzuyu pulls you in closer, whispers in your ear, “Today is a risky day,” and gives you a wink. You stand frozen for a while and think of a million things until she returns and says, “Just kidding.”

———-

The rest of the members are attracted to the sound of someone yelling and try to find out what’s happening. In front is Jihyo and your room, and the first thing that comes to mind is that the two of you are getting it on, which isn’t a surprise. Some are curious and place their ear to the door to get a good idea of what’s going on, and when they hear Tzuyu’s moan, they are shocked. They listen to the whole thing and gossip amongst each other like school girls when they find a juicy rumor. They laugh and enjoy the show, cheering Tzuyu on her first time.

For the next few days, all you hear from the members when you’re nearby is, “Show me how much you want it,” while the other one moans, “Breed me, Daddy,” and laugh out loud. 

All you can do is shake your head and go to Jihyo for emotional support. 

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Arthur loves to tease you when you have things to do but you can give it as good as you get

Warnings: nudity, teasing, fluff, implied smut, reader calls Arthur a slut (like we all know he is)

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“Ok so we have dinner with your parents tonight but we’re in charge of drinks and dessert so I was thinking that you could run into town to get a nice bottle of wine while I made a pie. And then oh yummy just so- Arthur!” You looked up from where you had been folding the long overdue laundry only to see your fiancé wander into the bedroom dressed only in a towel that did nothing to hide the way his ‘gift’ swung as he moved. Your thoughts quickly trailed off to a place you had no time to go before you caught yourself.

“What?” He asked but the smirk on his stupid face gave him away. You angrily pointed at him.

“No. This is not happening.” 

Arthur dramatically put his hand on his bare chest like he was offended. “What’s not happening? Dinner? That’s disappointing, I was looking forward to it.” You glared at him.

“Fine, if that’s how we’re playing it.” You sucked your teeth and turned back to the laundry, folding the last remaining shirt and then moving over to the closet. Arthur’s light footfalls followed you, keeping just enough distance to keep you interested. “Tomorrow, I’m meeting up with Lois, and Clark but I really think he just invited himself. He’s got some serious fomo.”

Your fiancé reached around you and plucked up a pair of underwear from his pile as you were putting everything away. You fought the urge to look back at him, knowing that if you did, you would just be giving him what he wanted. You cleared your throat and kept talking. “So you’re welcome to come along if you want, I doubt Clark will want to listen to me and his wife having girl talk.”

There came a muffled thud from behind you, and out of the corner of your eye, you caught sight of his white towel now a heap on the floor. You could vaguely see his naked legs out of your peripheral vision, you were tempted, dear god were you tempted to just look up a couple more inches. Your grip on the now empty laundry basket got tighter. “And um, your mom wanted to go wedding dress shopping this weekend but- fuck.” 

You made the mistake of turning around once you believed it was safe but instead you were met with the glorious view of Arthur’s mostly naked tattooed body, wearing only the tightest, smallest boxers you had ever seen. That bastard knew you were close to breaking.

“Out!” He actually jumped at your outburst. “Go on get! We absolutely cannot be late tonight and I cannot show up to your parents’ house smelling like sex. So go get a bottle of wine, a nice one, and leave me alone until we have to go.” Looking like a kicked puppy, Arthur whined and left the room, shooting you a sad look over his shoulder.

You huffed. “And put on some clothes you slut!”

Arthur had homework, and as pathetic as that sounded, it was resoundingly true. In order to get the Atlantean king more involved in Justice League business, Bruce had given him a stack of files on various villains to read through. Begrudgingly, Arthur had complied, of course with a little motivation from you but Batman didn’t need to know that.

So once a week, he would hole himself up in your little office at the back of the house and study. As soon as the door shut behind him, you set your plan into motion.

Making sure the shower was extra hot, you stepped into the stream of water. You stayed in just long enough to quickly scrub your body in your extra fancy body wash and to make sure you were completely soaked. You grabbed the smallest towel you could find (coincidentally it was the same one Arthur used only three days ago) and wrapped it around yourself as best you could while not completely drying off. Most of your naked body was still visible though, including your entire right side, but it covered just enough that Arthur wouldn’t be suspicious.

The grumbling coming from behind the office door told you all you needed to know. You smothered the smirk on your face behind a concerned expression and quietly entered. His huge figure was hunched over your desk, a large pile of paper in front of him, his unruly hair tied up messily out of his face, exposing the way his nose scrunched in confusion.

“How’s your work going Art?” His shoulders visibly relaxed at the sound of your voice. 

“It’s going,” he responded with a grumble, turning in his seat to face you but froze quickly, “Queenie, what are you wearing?” Playing dumb, you looked down at your scantily covered body, still wet and warm from the shower, then back up to your fiancé.

“Oh I just took a shower, is that a problem?” He furiously shook his head.

“Nope, nada. You take allllll the showers you want lovey.” He looked at you and it seemed like he was about to get up from the desk to attack you but the files caught his eye once more and he deflated. You grinned victoriously. “Except maybe not today,” Arthur winced, “I have a lot of stuff I have to get done.”

“How would me being all wet and steamy be a problem for you my king?” Your voice took on a sultry tone, one you only used in the bedroom and it had an immediate effect on him. His eyes instantly went dark with lust and his fingers curled into a fist.

With a herculean effort, Arthur forced himself to turn away from you and focus back on his work. “This has to get done so can you put on some clothes? I can’t concentrate.” 

“Oh baby, I’m so sorry. Let me get out of your way, I know how important all this is and how you can’t be distracted.” You purred as you walked back to the door, making sure your hips swayed sensually, just the way he liked. “Come find me when you’re done.” And then you dropped the towel.

There was a beat of silence and then.

“Fuck this.” Huge hands were suddenly wrapped around your thick waist and you were spun around, coming face-to-face with the man you had promised to spend your life with. “You are an evil evil woman.” He snarled.

“And yet, I got the King of Atlantis to crack.” You smugly responded.

“Then let me show you what riling up a king gets you.” And Arthur learned that day that you gave as good as you got.

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Can you do a JJ one where they use like whipped cream or chocolate syrup or something? Because ohhh mah lawwdd that would be hot. 🥵

Kiss The Cook

Warnings: none, just fluffy smut

It was your three year anniversary with your boyfriend. You dreaded the day because it came with a lot of unspoken expectations. You both still had to work so you agreed to celebrate that night. Most likely with dinner and lots of sex. JJ Maybank was a romantic at heart but he was still a man. He did most of his thinking with only one head.

Regardless of what day it was, you were still excited to get home and see your man. You wished you'd had the opportunity to shower and doll yourself up but he'd beat you home. Plus you knew he didn't care about those types of things. He wanted you no matter what you wore. Half your time at home was spent in comfy clothes with a messy bun. Tonight would be no different.

You enter your apartment, smelling the delicious scent of a seafood boil. Your favorite food. Your mouth practically watered as you slip your shoes off and set your purse down.

"Babe?" JJ calls from the kitchen.

"Yea! It's me!" You take a few steps towards the kitchen when he rounds the corner, making you laugh out loud at the sight of him in an apron that says kiss the cook.

"You're cooking?" You tease as he wraps his bare arms around you. Your hands find his bare back and you quickly release his nude aside from some black boxers that are covered in pink hearts.

"Hell yea, I'm cooking for my girl. You deserve it after three years of putting up with me. Now give me a kiss." JJ brings you in for a passionate kiss while you let your hands slide down his muscular back and squeeze both ass cheeks.

"Watch it," He warns, his erection starting to tent through the apron, "You don't get that part of your present yet."

"I get more than one present?" You giggle like a schoolgirl before he kisses you again, his own smile peaking through.

"You get lots of presents tonight. Most of them start with an O and end with my name but I know you won't complain." JJ nuzzles your neck, sending chills and fire through your body. You were on the verge of saying forget dinner when he pulled away, leading you to the kitchen. You gasp at the sight before you, glancing from the kitchen to the rest of your open floor planned apartment.

"You cleaned too?" Like you could be anymore turned on. The man was notorious for leaving clothes everywhere but the entire place was spotless. Even the kitchen despite the stock pot full of yummy food you could smell. The small two person table was covered with saran wrap with a couple of forks laid out like you'd seen done at the local seafood boil place you both loved to go to. They didn't give you plates or anything. They just dumped the contents of the boil on your table and you dug in like savages. Lit candles also decorated the various countertops around the kitchen and a dozen red roses were perched in a vase.

"I know, I know. I tend to overdo it." JJ kisses your cheek before moving to the stove. You didn't know whether to look at the romantic set up or his tight ass. Both were tempting.

"JJ Maybank, I think I want to have all your babies." You tease, sitting down at the table as you watch him. He sends you a flirty look before pulling a bottle of wine from the fridge and pouring you both a glass. JJ brings it over, clinking your glasses before you both take a drink.

"I want you to have all my babies." JJ winks at you before the night continues into a peaceful setting of your usual banter and good food. By the time you're done, your eyes are almost heavy from your food coma and you're both buzzed. JJ's face is beat red from laughing and the alcohol, your feet propped up on his knee as he massages your soles after cleaning up the table.

"I could go for something sweet." JJ murmurs, sitting your feet down and going to the fridge. He pulls out chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and a tub of ice cream.

You look away from him, the emotions making your eyes water as you take a second to appreciate what a good man you have. Sure, he's sometimes childish and he can't load a dishwasher and he leaves his clothes scattered through the apartment but he's good and he loves you.

"This is the real gift." JJ announces. You look up just as he sits a hefty bowl of ice cream in the middle of the table. It's piled high with scoops of ice cream and perfectly topped with chocolate and whipped cream. But something sparkly catches your eyes on top and you're almost convinced you're seeing things before it slowly comes into focus. You suck in a breath, your eyes widening as you look to him for confirmation.

"Okay, so maybe I should've thought that through a little better but," JJ plucks the object from the top of the dessert and licks the ice cream off it before dropping to one knee, holding it out to you.

"Y/F/N, you are the love of my life and I'm so thankful to have spent the last three years with you. You've been my best friend for over half my life and I'd like to spend the rest of it with you by my side, as my wife. I know I can't offer you much and I'll piss you off more often than not but you have my heart and I promise to always treasure yours. Please, marry me?" So much emotion washes over you that for a moment you can't do or say anything but stare at him. He cocks his head at you, slightly smirking before you snap out of it.

"Yes! Oh my god, yes!" You cry happily. JJ beams, sliding the ring onto your finger before you throw yourself into his arms. You don't realize you're crying until you pull away from his neck and he looks down at you with so much love and admiration, gently wiping your tears.

"I love you." JJ whispers, tucking your hair behind your ear.

"I love you, too." You breathe, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hard kiss. JJ immediately scoops you up, turning to sit you on the counter as your kisses grow feverish. He shoves your thighs apart, rubbing his hard length against your crotch as he takes your hair down and fists the nape of it. You moan into his mouth, letting his tongue dominate your own as you grind back against him. You wanted him now more than ever. You were engaged. JJ Maybank was your fiance.

Your clothes end up on the floor along with the few articles of clothing he has on. You reach between your bodies, stroking him before guiding him to your entrance when he stops you, pulling away and shoving you down on your back. JJ snatches up the chocolate off the counter and immediately begins to pour it over your breasts and down your stomach to your mound.

"JJ!" You gasp, just as he picks up the whipped cream next and covers your pussy with the cold substance. Your body breaks out in goosebumps as you laugh, feeling his tongue find the trail he left on your stomach.

"I'm going to get sticky!" You giggle, laughing as he climbs on top of the counter and expertly licks the chocolate off your nipples. You moan, tugging at his hair as he licks and sucks you clean until your entire body is a trembling mess.

"That's the idea." JJ smirks, working his way back down your body and sliding to his feet after leaving you a panting mess. Your clit was throbbing, begging for the relief of his mouth.

"You're so goddamn sweet." JJ's voice is deeper now, the lust engulfing him as he licks a stripe up your slit, locking eyes with you as he coats his tongue in more whipped cream.

"JJ." You moan as he continues to lick and lick until you're squirming, your clit throbbing painfully. Suddenly, he buries his face in your pussy, eagerly consuming you as your back arches off the counter.

It was going to be a long, sticky night.

[luciathcv]

cupid - pjs

summary: valentine’s day with your boyfie jay || warnings: so domestic, will make you feel single || genre: fluff, established relationship || word count: approximately 860

you'd wake up to jay gently shaking you awake

he was standing beside the bed, looking down at you with a smile and lovestruck eyes

you sleepily opened your eyes and smiled at him

"happy valentines day sweetheart" he'd greet you

you'd mumble a sleepy greeting in return as you sat up

he'd help you out of bed and once you were standing in front of him, he'd place a soft kiss on your lips

you both walked out of the room, you could smell the scent of bacon from the kitchen

"you cooked?" you'd ask with a soft smile

"of course, honey" jay'd say with a wide smile, proud of himself

he'd pull the dining table chair out for you and you'd sit down as he pushed the chair in

he'd then bring the food over to the table and he'd plate the food for you

he was honestly so caring towards you even on regular days besides valentines day

you'd eat the yummy food and thank him for it

he sat there eating, watching you happily eat

"i have a lot planned for today, darling" jay would tell you

"really?" you'd ask with a smile

"mhm, just eat your food first though" jay told you

you finish up your delicious food and helped jay clear up the table and dishes

afterwards, you showered, got changed into a cute outfit, did your hair, and just got ready for the day

jay had gotten ready when you were in the shower and he'd gotten into some dress pants and a button up

after you were ready, jay was ready to take you out

in the car, he had one hand on the wheel and one hand holding yours

"where are we going?" you'd ask

"i'm going to take you shopping, princess." jay would answer

you arrived at a fancy shopping mall

jay opened the car door for you and helped you out

"where are we going?" you'd then ask, referring to what store

"wherever you want, honey." jay'd tell you

you went in so many stores, picking out a bunch of clothing

jay got you whatever you wanted, just wanting to see you happy

there was a nice restaurant right by the shopping mall so jay took the bags to the car as you waited outside the restaurant for him

he came back and led you inside, putting his hand on the small of your back as he walked beside you

he got you guys a table and you both sat down across from one another

you ordered some expensive wine, an appetizer, and your main dishes

jay sipped from his wine as he watched you, who was looking out the window people watching

jay thought you looked so gorgeous

just as you always did

"honey," jay'd call for your attention and you'd look at him, "let me take some photos of you"

he'd take photos of you from where he sat, and of course the photos came out great because you're beautiful

jay would pay for the meal, as always, since he'd always pay for everything

he'd like providing for you

and you guys would go back to the car

jay then told you he wanted to go to the grocery store

you asked him why he suddenly wanted to go and responded telling you he wanted to cook dinner with you tonight

you loved the idea and thought it was so sweet so ofc you agreed

you went to the grocery store and shopped for the ingredients for the pasta along with a steak

you also picked out some treats for later in the night

you guys went back home and watched a rom-com together

once it got closer to dinner time, you both started to cook dinner

soft jazz music played in the background as jay and you cooked together

it was all so domestic

jay loved that

he helped you when you were confused or having a hard time with some of the recipe's instructions

and he let you taste test the food throughout the process- which he always did

he then plated your guys' food for you

one plate looking very nice and the other- not so much

you giggled at the sight and took a photo

"i'm guessing this one's for me." you joked as you motioned towards the messily plated dish

jay would peck your cheek, "of course not, sweetheart"

you guys would eat dinner together, talking about memories from your guys' relationship and just reminiscing

after eating, you’d once again clean up together and then you’d head to your bedroom to get into pajamas

you both got in bed together and jay got on top of you, kissing you

you made out lovingly

his hands grazing over your body

his kisses tender and soft yet deep and passionate

“i love you” he’d tell you

and although he’d said that millions of times before it never failed to make your heart flutter

“i love you too” you’d say back

you’d both then cuddle up and fall asleep together like that

you never wanted to spend valentine’s day with anyone else but him

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QUESONE N ANSWEH!

who is/are your comfort character(s)? HOBIE BROWN, PAVITR PRABHAKAR (SPIDERVERSE)

lighter or matches? LIGHTERS

do you leave the window open at night? NEVER.

which cryptyd being do you believe in? UNSURE?

what color are your eyes? DARK BROWN

why did you do that? DO WHAT- I DIDN'T EAT THE CHOCOLATES NO NO NO.

hair-ties or scrunchies? HAIR TIES

how many water bottles are in your room right now? NONE

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee? I HATE COFFEE

would you slaughter the rich? DEPENDS

favorite extracurricular activity? SWIMMING/YOGA

what kind of day is it? HUMID ASF

when was the last time you ate? JUST NOW???? CHICKEN CURRY IS DELISH

do you love the smell of earth after it rains? YES OFC!!!!!

are you a parent? (all answers qualify) NO. HOWEVER I'M AN ILLEGALY ADOPTED YOUNGER SIBLING OF MY BES FREN!!!!

can you drive? NAH

are you farsighted or nearsighted? NEARSIGHTED (I CAN ONLY SEE THINGS CLOSE TO ME)

what hair products do you use? SHAMPOO, CONDITIONER????

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails? NO PAINT EM YERSELF I'M SO TRASH AT IT

do you say soda or pop? SODA, BUT POP SOUNDS FUNKY ASF AND I'M ALL FOR IT

something you’ve kept since childhood? MY SUPERMAN STUFFIE

what type of person are you? IDFK? NICE TO MY BEST FRIENDS MEAN TO FAMILY??????

how do you feel about chilly weather? I. LOVE. IT. I WOULD KILL FOR IT TO BE CHILLY EVERYDAY

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing? TALKING/DRAWING/VENTING TO EACH OTHER

perfume/body spray or lotion? LOTION ALL THE WAY

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times? DON'T REMEMBER TBH

about how many hours of sleep did you get? AVERAGE 5-8 HOURS

do you wear a mask? NO (COVID ENDED WHY WOULD I)

how do you like your shower water? BURNING MY SKIN. NAH JKJK I LIKE IT WARM

is there dishes in your room? YES

what type of music keeps you grounded? MICHAEL JACKSON/MY EMO PLAYLIST

do you have a favorite towel? YEAH? THE ONLY ONE I HAVE???????

the last adventure you’ve been on? IDFK, ARCADE?

is there a song you know every word to by heart? NO... BUT I ALMOST KNOW SEVERAL BY HEART!

what’s your timezone? DON'T KNOW DON'T CARE

how many times have you changed your url? NEVER?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years? SHIT IDK??? NO ONE TBH

a soap bar that smells good? MY OWN HANDMADE SOAP BAR!

do you use lip balm? NO. HATE THAT BS

did you have any snacks today? YEAH!

how do you take your coffee? I HATE COFFEE

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site? SPOTIFY, DISCORD, CHROME, REDDIT, PINTEREST, TWITTER(BARELY), GOOGLE SLIDES, ADOBE XD & ILLUSTRATOR, ETC.

what’s your take on spicy foods? THEY'RE YUMMY BUT I CAN'T HANDLE EM AT ALL

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it? MY EX

can you remember what happened yesterday? NOT REALLY?

favorite holiday film? IDK

what was the last message you sent? "HEY WAIT CAN YOU DO THAT WITH US" (DISCORD MSG)

when did you first try an alcohol beverage? FORGOT, BUT I TRIED WINE N BEER, BOTH SUCKED EW

can you skip rocks? NAH

can i tag you in random stuff? OFC?????

WEEEEEEEE!!!!

here’s weirder asks

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

lighter or matches?

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

what color are your eyes?

why did you do that?

hair-ties or scrunchies?

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

would you slaughter the rich?

favorite extracurricular activity?

what kind of day is it?

when was the last time you ate?

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

what hair products do you use?

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

do you say soda or pop?

something you’ve kept since childhood?

what type of person are you?

how do you feel about chilly weather?

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

do you wear a mask?

how do you like your shower water?

is there dishes in your room?

what type of music keeps you grounded?

do you have a favorite towel?

the last adventure you’ve been on?

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

what’s your timezone?

how many times have you changed your url?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

a soap bar that smells good?

do you use lip balm?

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

what’s your take on spicy foods?

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

can you remember what happened yesterday?

favorite holiday film?

what was the last message you sent?

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

can you skip rocks?

can i tag you in random stuff?

[abandntravels]

A day with SSLS.

Today has been awesome, just to be part of normal family stuff and enjoying being part of our friend’s family. Started with getting up for a park run, we were very warmly welcomed and as it was the run before Halloween, we (I mean me) joined in with face painting and party hat wearing - neither Nick or I were worried about the wind resistance factor. Nick may or may not have had a mild hangover as a result of some lovely red wine the night before. The run was nice, lovely park and no elevation gain. There were biscuits, cake, bread & coffee for the finishers all Halloween themed.

Return to base for third breakfast of more yummy stuff from bakery and cheeses and eggs.

Learnt interesting things about paying for stuff in Germany: lots of places don’t accept credit or debit cards, only local eftpos or cash. Thankfully had €20 cash on me after park run so could get the breakfast bakery bits.

After showers and logistics being sorted, we headed off with Scott for a bit sight/view seeing. Saw lots of little geckos/lizards when wandering around.

Then headed into the city did some shopping for fountain pens (apparently using a fountain pen and cursive writing are required as part of schooling here) and of course both Nick & I love a good stationary shop. Listening to the kids speak German is so cool, amazing how quickly they have picked it up.

We had more yummy pastry stuff and an amazing ice cream sitting in the sun by the river.

Back to base and the smell of lasagna cooking and yet again I’m thinking about food. But I have done some stretching after two days of running, while Nick went with Sonja to get some wine and all important tea bags.

Post dinner, tummy is full and very nice 0% sparkling wine being drunk. The end of a marvel movie watch and then a round of Five Crowns played to finish the day off.

[bike42]

Monday September 2, 2024

We slept in, then went down for a late leisurely breakfast. After breakfast, we booked our train for tomorrow, then took a walk down to the river, and along the river for a 5 mile loop. Good to stretch the legs a bit after two days of doing the tourist shuffle.

Back to the room, I did a yoga session while Jeff napped, then we showered and headed out to meet the Food Tour we’d booked for this afternoon.

We met Leslie and the 12 of us headed out to six different locations. We were mostly Americans, with one couple from Iceland (there was another couple from Waunakee!!).

Leslie was a terrific guide, originally from Chile, she studied language in college and learned Brazilian Portuguese, and really struggled with Portugal Portuguese when she moved here three years ago. Written Portuguese is a lot like Spanish, but the pronunciation is very different I guess!! We noticed some issues with “Google translate” as that is also Brazilian Portuguese!!

Leslie told us there are 3 pillars of Portuguese gastronomy:

*Roman: wine and Mediterranean diet

*Moors: fruit, almonds, rice

*Age of Discovery: flavors from all over the world

We made six stops on our tour and had more food and drink than we could handle, but it was a great experience and a lot of fun. Each time we sat with a different couple so we enjoyed getting to know each other as well.

#1 Manteigaria Silva

Marmalada (Romeo and Juliet): Quine (fruit), cheese and bread. Port wine, fortified (added brandy which stops fermentation and keeps it sweet).

#2 Solar da Madalena

Pork Sandwich and Beer

Pork is marinated with white wine and bay leaves, served with mustard and peri peri (hot sauce we had last night for the first time).

#3 Taberna da Baixa

Red wine, Cheeses, Pumpkin jam and Chorizo brought to the table flambé

#4 Rei do Bacalhau

The waiter plopped a large carafe of

Portuguese “water” (white wine) down on each table of 4!

Yummy Seafood with rice

#5 Ginjinha

Cherries fermented in brandy - a drink brought to Lisbon from a former monk. They say it’s “medicinal” and it did taste a bit like cough syrup! Reminded me of the Cherry Bounce my dad used to make

#6 Espacio Alentjo

“Green” white wine from the north coast of Portugal - grapes picked early so they don’t become too salty

Cod cake - like a crab cake, without much actual cod.

Our tour finished about 6pm - early by Portugal standards, but we were full and quite buzzed! We walked back up the hill and found a gelato shop a few blocks past our hotel. The streets were bustling, and it was an enjoyable evening.

Back to our room to finalize what’s going in our packs versus what’s staying in the suitcase at the hotel. I’ll be offering snacks, as my snack bag seems to weigh more than my small bag of clothes! We have a scale in our room so we can do a pack weight before we head out tomorrow!

[harutostablet]

International Rock fest II

It took a while and a few autographs later but when they finally made it to the car, Haruto tackled his boyfriend and kissed him sweetly. "Thank you for all that….I'm sorry Bailey showed up or whatever…."

Ely nodded. Putting an arm Around Haru. "I know- she's your public girlfriend." He says. Not seeming to mind.

When they arrived at the hotel. Haruto put on his Idol mask. He gave Ely's hand a squeeze again as he stepped out. And walked out of the car into the lobby. He was all smiles. Ayame-kun followed them in a second car, per Haruto's request. The young idol would wait for them both in the elevator

Ely would follow Haru, bowing to Ayame when they meet again, even though it wasn't long apart.

On the ride up, Haruto made sure to keep a safe but close distance from his boyfriend. There were cameras after all. It stopped on the penthouse level There were three rooms on the floor.

"My dad is at the other end of the hall." Haruto said to Ely as Ayame opened the door for them.

Ely nodded, showing he understood, following Haru easily. Both like a friend along for the ride and like a loyal dog. Upon getting the the pent house suit, Ely was almost shocked by house nice the room was. He'd never been in something so fancy and it made him rather nervous.

Ayame left the keys on the closes table. The room was a three room sweet. An extra large bedroom connected bathroom and common area. In the common area there was a balcony with a city view. On one wall there was large flat screen television and a plush couch.

"Your things are in the bedroom," Ayame told the boys. Room service is running until late and I'm right down the hallway if you need anything," she smiled bright and bowed to them both

Ely bowed in return to Ayame politely, and once she was gone, he turned to Haru. "This- is like a small house." He said rather surprised by just how big the room was. "Are you moving in?"

Haruto chuckles. "No, its just for tonight…. for… us or whatever…" he said looking shy. "I'm going to get out of his stuff and shower. Want to order something for us to eat?"

Ely looked at Haru in almost shock. "All this for one night?" He asks in surprise. Cheeks almost pink as it was rather lavish and he simply wasn't used to such a luxury. "Um- oh… maybe I can cook?" He suggests.

Haruto chuckles and kisses Ely's cheeks. "We're on vacation kinda. No cooking." he reached for a little booklet. "Order whatever you think is yummy okay?"

Ely nodded, feeling Haru's cool lips on his otherwise warm cheek. He looked at the menu- and all the food was also very luxurious and fancy and it actually made the imp feel more intimidated.

Haruto would steal a kiss from Ely's lips. "When I was a kid I used to love to order new stuff I never tried before," he said stroking his hair. "I'm going to hop in the shower and Ill be back okay?"

Ely nodded softly, feeling a bit better after the kiss and even smiled. As Haru went to shower, Ely looked over the menu. Some of the words were even in older- fancy Kanji that he struggled to read. He decided to wait before making an order for Haru's help…

Haruto took a quick shower to wash off the day and the make up of the day. When he came out he was in his pjs , wearing his glasses and was drying his hair. "Did you decide on something yummy? And we can order a movie or something or like play video games or something?" he said stealing another kiss.

Ely paused but nodded. His face almost becoming a bit red as he pointed to the menu. "Uh… what's this word mean?" He pointed to a part of the menu, Trying to sound out the katakana "Miso kuro kotto sotēburokkorī?" He asked, having no idea what his words meant.

Ely: It's Miso Glazed Black Cod with Sautéed Broccoli 味噌黒コッとソテーブロッコリー

Haruto looks at the menu then looks at his boyfriend. "I don't know let's get it. He tugs Ely to the couch and orders it, A piece of lemon meurangie pie, a slice of chocolate cake and a bottle of sweet red wine, make that two. He would pull Ely onto the couch and held onto him. "I'm so happy you're here. It's not Italy but… maybe it's enough for now…."

Ely moves to sit with Haru, smiling brighter when Haru said he didn't know either and it made him feel less foolish. Excited for the other stuff Haru ordered as well. Just being with Haru put him more at ease. "I'm… really happy to be here with you." He answers honestly. "I never imagined I'd ever experience something like this… um… all of this." He admits, referring the the dating to.

Haruto shrugs. "It's alright… it can be lonely or whatever…." he said and wraps his arms around Ely holding him tight, squeezing him until there was a knock on the hotel door.

Ely nods softly, leaning in for another kiss though as their lips met, he heard the door and paused. "Food here already?" He questioned.

Haruto looked confused. He knew the knew the kitchen was fast but not this fast. "I'll go check… the only people that should have been on this floor were his dad, whoever he brought with him and their respective teams.

When Haruto opened the the door he was surprised to see a tall well dressed man who looked like he stepped right out of a magazine.

'Um, can I help you?" Haruto asked confused

Ely stayed near by in case Haru needed help with the food or something, keeping a healthy distance for Haru's career sake. Seeing the strange man, Ely tipped his head.

"Are you Ono Haruto-san,"the man said in formal Japanese. Haruto nodded. "I have a gift for you. "Haruto narrowed his eyes looking man over.

"Okay… "

"May I come in?" the man asked. Haruto looked at his boyfriend.

"We were about to have dinner…" Haruto said.

The man peeked around him. "I didn't realize there would be two of you." the man said and stepped into the room while Haruto was looking at Ely. Ely stepped up. "Don't come in here without introducing yourself." He said sternly, getting closer to Haru. "State your business before I call security."

Haruto looked at Ely then at the man. A smirk came on the man's face and he brought his hands up. "I couldn't stay in the hallway," he reached up and started unloosening his tie. "I was paid to entertain Ono Haruto-san. But the more the merrier."he said and then started unbuttoning his shirt

Ely paused, a bit surprised. Looking to Haru and back to the man with a tip of his head. The guy didn't look like an imp or a servant? Least not one that Ely was used to seeing.

Haruto runs over to the undressing man. "Whoa, whoa, wait just fucking second.!" he said red faced. "Who sent you here?"

"Ueno, Daiksuke-san," said the formally dressed man. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card. "He said that after all your hard work, you deserved a treat.," he said with a smirk.

"No...no…." Haruto said and started pushing the man toward the door. Just then there was another knock on the door. " The fuck!"

Ely found himself smirking a bit at Haru pushed out the entertainer, though looked over at the door when he heard another knock. More entertainers?

Haruto sighed and went to the door. " Keep your clothes on," he whispered to the guy and went to the door hoping for food. Apparently, some prayers could be answered there was a man in a black vest, white shirt and a bow tie and slacks pushing in the cart.

"Thank you very much." Haruto said and bowed as the cart came into the room. "Over by the couch please. " he said. Haruto was about to close the door when there was another light nap on the door. .

Ely grinned bright as the food came in. It smelled good. Ely looked to the entertainer. "Hungry?" he asked in a mused tone.

Haruto looked frazzled. "Ely don't-" he said but was distracted.

"Haruto-kun? May I come in?" He turned his head to see Bailey-san still dressed beautifully dressed. The young woman stepped into the room and looked around. "Oh you, have company?" she said smiling pretty.

"Good evening," she bowed and said to Ely.

"Baily-san what are you doing here?" Haruto asked, his brain spinning.

Bailey giggled. "It's natural for a girlfriend to want to visit her boyfriend when they have down time together." Haruto opened his mouth and closed it once more.

Ely was a bit confused by all that was happening. Bailey to? Ely looked to Haru, then the entertainer. To Bailey. "Um… how did you find us?"

Bailey giggles and waves away Ely's words. "Are you having a party and didn't tell me… Haru?" she tries out the nickname. She would gently wrap her arm around Haruto's. "Oh food!" She sees the tray. "Do you mind opening that bottle of wine for us?" she told the waiter. "I'll pour everyone a glass," she chirped slipping into the role of hostess.

Ely watched bailey. He took a seat on the couch. "Hm…" Though his body language was calm, the tip of his tail flicked a bit as he looked at Haru. Waiting to see if he boyfriend would say anything or if the entertainer, waiter and Bailey were just here to stay.

Haruto watched Ely go to the couch. Shit, he thought. "Bailey-san can we talk tomorrow, please," he asked , placing his hands on her shoulders.

"Don't be silly, Haru," she said it again. "It will be fun," she would kiss him on the jaw and start filling the wine glasses and passing them out. The first going to Ely.

Haruto turned toward the stripper and whispered. "You gotta leave…." he told him.

The taller man leaned down to whisper. "He paid for the entire night. If I leave then I don't get paid.." With that he would go over to join the others. Haruto rubbed his temples. He just wanted a nice evening with his boyfriend.

Ely accepted the glass with a calm nod, sipping it and looking off. "Welp. A room full of performers I guess." He noted. Looking to Bailey. "You bring cameras with you?" Referring to the paparazzi.

Bailey bats her eyelashes. "Entertainers?" she paused and giggled. "So you do know who I am," she giggled. "And I hope not, how scandalous would it be if the caught Haru and in a hotel room together, Can you imagine the scandal?" she waved her hand as if she wasn't sorry about it all.

"Then maybe you shouldn't be here." said Ely.

Bailey paused and put on an idol bright smile. "Haru and I have been dating for months now, and I'm so shy I can barely say it but I missed our little times together," she giggled behind her fingers.

"I'm sure as his school friend you can understand how rough it must be for him to be separated from me. " She turned to look at a stressed Haruto rubbing his hands over his face.

The stripper sat down on the couch and accepted a glass of wine. "I charge extra for parties of three or more." he said easily.

Ely grunts a bit. the way the tip of his tail flicked shown his displeasure. Looking to Haru briefly. A bit baffled that the other was being so passive.

"Parties of 3 or more," Bailey asked confused.

"It's nothing, he doesn't mean anything, "Bailey-chan, I think you should head back for tonight…" his voice was near pleading.

"But Haruto-kun?" she hadn't been turned down before.

Ely took a moment. "Since tonight- is rather unexpected, perhaps Haruto can make it up to you another day." He says to Bailey though wasn't really looking at her nor did he sound actually sympathetic to her.

Bailey looked at Ely then back at her boyfriend. "But Haruto-kun, I can't go back by myself alone," she cooed. Bailey reached for his hands again.

"Um… um…." he looked back at the stripper. " He can take you…." Haruto snapped his fingers.

"Takeo," said the stripper sipping his wine.

"Takeo-san," Haruto said quickely

"I am supposed to stay the night," repeated the stripper.

Haruto stepped away from Bailey and reached into his back pocket for his wallet, he took a fist full of bills out of it and forced it into Takeo's hand. "Make sure Bailey-san gets home safe." he said looking the guy in the eye.

"Haruto-kun!" Bailey argued. "I barely know him."

Ely chuckled. "He's a stripper. Whats there to know?" He mused. "Or- we can call /your/ agent. Or maybe Haru's?" He suggested.

Haruto face surpassed red to white. He slow turned to look at his boyfriend, mouth falling open.

"A��. male stripper….," Bailey looked confused she looked from one male to the other then back at her boyfriend.

Ely nods a bit. "Suppose we could have gotten a girl to- but we didn't order it." He answers.

Bailey looked around at the group her gaze falling to a very pale, very shocked Haruto. She would take his hand and pull her boyfriend away from this…mess… it just happened that it was the bedroom. "We need to talk Haruto-kun."

Ely let them go. Finishing his drink instead.

Takeo would sit out with Ely finishing his drink as well while the two went into the bedroom. He counted the fistful of money it was about 1000 USD. He would promptly put the money in his jacket pocket. "You aren't worried about that?" he said and sipped his drink. This was the easiest night he'd had in a while.

Ely shook his head. "What do I have to worry about? She's his girlfriend." He answers calmly, finishing his drink.

Takeo chuckled. "That's not his girlfriend. You are." he looked at the imp with a sly eye. He'd been in the business long enough to see through lies

Ely shook his head. "Not here." He says to the stripper honestly. "Here- I am an imp. He is an idol, and you are a boring stripper drinking our alchol."

Takeo threw back his head and laughed. "Well let me get to work," he would finish off his drink and stand up in front of Ely. Once again he would undo his tie and start unbuttoning his dress shirt

Ely looked over at Takeo and smirked. It was more entertaining then uncomfortably waiting for Haru and Bailey anyway. Watching the stripped casually amused.

In the bedroom, Bailey was stroking Haruto's face. "Haruto-kun, we need to get away from here. I have a room. You and I can just be together, without all of this mess…." she brought his hands around her waist and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Ely stayed outside in the living room with Takeo. He needed to trust Haru or else- what was the point?

Takeo and stripped down to his black silky satin briefs. He slid his feet out of his shoes. The package showed that he was well-endowed for this profession and would slide close to the couch trying to straddle Ely's lap

Ely flinched when Takeo climbed into his lap. He wasn't getting hard from this, instead he just laughed awkwardly. The situation almost incomprehensible in how ludicrous it was. Eyes looking to Haru's door… wondering what lies Haru was spinning to Bailey or adversely.

Haruto finally got out of the shocked stupor and need to think. This shit was weird. "I think you need to go.I'll… make it up to you or something… but not tonight… You really need to head out for tonight. " he kept repeating. Bailey pouted. Instead of responding she pressed her lips to Haruto's. It was just a press of lips leaving a lipstick print. Haruto pulled her away. He couldn't do this not when he finally came close to having a night with his boyfriend. "You really have to go Bailey-san."He stepped back and held her hand walking to open the door only to see Takeo grinding on his boyfriend.

"What the fuck is happening out here?"Haruto asked just as shocked

Ely shrugged to Haru, completely calm and unflustered. "Takeo apparently trying to earn his paycheck." He says bluntly, his sarcastic smile still present as he made no effort to stop Takeo. Why should he?

Haruto squeezed Bailey's hand more out of frustration than anything else but the girl took it as attention and held on to Haruto's arm. Haruto's eyebrow twitched.

"Get off of him, Get dressed, and get out of here." Haruto near growled at Takeo. The stripper looked at his watch and shrugged finally. Enough time had passed.

Ely (bingk) waved to Takeo as he got off of him. Seemingly unphased as he looked over and saw Bailey clinging to Haru's arm. Ely stood and walked over to the counter merely to get himself another drink. Despite his expression his tail near dragged.

Haruto pulled his phone out of his pocket and made a phone call Within minutes a very sleepy Ayame-kun was knocking on the door. Haruto went to open it with Bailey still attached.

Ely leaned against the counter and watched from a far. Surprised to see Ayame had been summoned.

Haruto looked at his assistant stone faced. He pried Bailey off his arm bowing to her. "Take Bailey-san back to her hotel. " he turned just as stone faced and looked back at the fully dressed stripper. "Take him…. somewhere… And no one is to come to this room unless it's my dad." The young woman flinched and bowed deeply.

"Um, please follow me," Ayame-kun kept bowing as the two left the hotelroom. Once they were gone Haruto slammed the door shut.

Ely tail went straight when he heard the door slam. Looking back to Haru, he held out the drink he'd just made. "Here…" He offered.

Haruto wiped the lipstick off his lips and instead of taking the drink he wrapped his arms around Ely's waist kissing him deeply, possessively. Only when he laid his claim did he take the drink. "I'm sorry for all that. " he said sincerely looking tired.

Ely tensed, surprised by the sudden kiss. Almost unable to return it until it was just about over. "It's okay… it wasn't your fault." He answers. Searching Haru's face. "I'm sorry… I wasn't much help…"

Haruto shook his head. "It's alright. I don't…know what all that was….. "he reached for Ely's hands. "I'm so sorry… I really am. " he looked up at Ely. "This was supposed to be a peaceful night or whatever….." he frowned.

Ely nodded, he hated seeing Haru so upset, leaning forward he kisses Haru's forehead. "The night's not over." He answers.

Haruto would smile and pull him down for a kiss. "They didn't fuck with the cake? We could eat that and I could order another bottle of wine.?" he offered

Ely chuckled, kissing Haru back on the lips, hooking an arm around his shoulders. "Wine, cake and you~ How can refuse?"

[snowmuttgetsweird]

3/6/23 (technically- it's after midnight but for me it's still Sunday till I go to sleep and wake up again. Same thing with the last post- it was technically already Sunday, but for me it still felt like Saturday.)

The pot roast came out great. I didn't actually have a bowl myself cause I've noticed that overeating tends to exacerbate the panic attacks, and I was still pretty full from a late lunch, but I taste-tested it for seasoning and to make sure the veggies softened, and it was pretty dope. I just walked to a MeeTea and picked up a green milk tea with some sago instead- super yummy, very satisfying.

SALT YOUR MEAT AHEAD OF TIME. It makes a BIG difference- just salt it generously and put it on a plate in the fridge, uncovered, 24 hours in advance. It's just an old fashioned Campbell's Soup pot roast but little things like that can really elevate it. I'd really like to convince my roommate to let me deglaze the pan with some red wine after searing the outside of the chuck roast. He's not a big fan of wine flavors in cooking, but I'll try to win him over next time.

Oh, also my roomie and I cleaned up our apartment. We've been sitting on our Christmas tree and finally put it away today. It's one of those things that just gets away from you, but I decided we needed to ride that wave of productivity and just do it today, and we ended up cleaning the whole place. We both did our sheets, our towels, I cleaned the whole kitchen (almost exclusively my domain), reorganized our pantry, etc. Vacuumed and aired out the whole place. The weather was beautiful all day- chilly, but just BARELY warm enough to be t-shirt weather, about 50 F, with intermittent showers. I absolutely love dreary, overcast weather.

Also started a new book. I'm only through the prologue, but it's interesting so far: The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson. Pmuch immediately establishes an interesting magic system that got me thinking again about a character I used to RP in a freeform chat with friends named Noland- a psychic whose powerset was grounded in fun comicbook-y pseudoscience. Maybe I'll talk about him here later? I get to pretend I know something about thermodynamics and stuff when I do, it's fun to talk about.

Oh, and on Friday I "finished" a big project I've been working on for a client that I kinda had to prioritize that was keeping me from really working on the other commissions I've taken, so I finally get to get back to work on those tomorrow. There's technically still more to do, but it's all back-burner stuff I don't have to prioritize over my usual workload. I'm actually pretty excited for that. It feels good to feel like I'm making progress. It really sucks feeling sorta "stuck" on just one project or piece and not really being able to step away and work at my own pace. It usually helps me a lot to jump around between jobs throughout the day, because I can say that I touched and made progress on multiple things, and one will inevitably capture my attention that day, and then I can hyper-focus on that one until it's just done. It makes me incredibly thankful for how patient the vast majority of my clients have been- I'm spoiled rotten that way.

Big batch of pot roast in the fridge, a new book (been a few months since I was actively working through a book), more good meals on the way, a clean apartment, good weather, even a slightly rekindled interest in one of my own OCs... Not to mention another panic attack free day...

Tax stuff aside, this has potential to be a good week. Feeling tired, but optimistic and hopeful. I think I'll try to start tomorrow morning with a short walk.

[bunscomet]

a pretty date with a pretty girl where she comes over and while i’m showering she decorated the extra bed in my room with throw pillows and fluffy blankets, rose petals on the floor, candles and incense to make the room smell nice and ordered all my favorite foods like tacos, pupusas, guacamole, fettuccine alfredo, garlic bread, chocolate covered strawberries, stuffed crust pizza, wine and hypnotique, and strawberry cheesecake. then when i come back to the room she covers my eyes so i can’t see anything but i can smell the yummy ness of the room.

then she blindfolds me and removes my towel and starts to oil and moisturize my skin with strawberry scented products. touching my body so soft and yet so erotic. then she grabs my dress and pretty panties i planned to wear and we go to her car to smoke since i get so slutty off weed. we’re kissing and getting fluid in motion as we make our way back to my room high and horny and we fuck until we’re exhausted. her having me read my manifestations out loud while she makes me feel good, read until i believe. then we pig out on all the delicious food and just cuddle all night :) <33333333333

[midnightmarius]

warnings: 18+ minors dni, f!reader, oral sex and also kitchen sex with osamu hehe

osamu prides himself on his self-control. running a business means he’s constantly keeping himself in check when dealing with employees and customers alike, keeping calm and composed in the face of any situation.

so, it’s very unfortunate to him that his own body has betrayed him like this so early in the morning.

groaning, he swats blindy at the phone on his nightstand until he successfully hits snooze, rolling over to press himself against you.

(which also presses his very unfortunate erection against your ass.)

“honey,” he whines, pressing soft kisses to the back of your neck, hands gripping your waist tightly. “ya gotta get up and help me with this.”

you just murmur sleepily, a quiet moan slipping past osamu’s lips when you shift a little, unintentionally nudging your ass back against him.

“can’t,” you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you turn to face him, wiggling out of his hold and scooting to the edge of the bed. “we’ve gotta get the twins ready to take to your mother’s.”

he pouts when you lean over to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth before hauling yourself out of bed. “but–”

sighing, you lift the hem of the shirt you’d stolen from him over your head to get changed, revealing bare skin that somehow manages to send more blood straight down to his dick. “we can't be late, samu.”

“just a quickie?” he pleads. “i’ll be fast–”

“last time you said that, i ended up pregnant with twins. do you want more children to feed?” when he opens his mouth, you hold a hand up to stop him. “actually– don’t answer that. just take care of yourself in the shower because we just changed the sheets.”

osamu grumpily does as you say, stepping into a cold shower and jerking himself pitifully to the memory of last night’s activities. the way you’d ridden him, the sound of your moans, the way you’d jerked against him whenever he’d tweaked your nipples or thumbed your clit.

by the time he gets out of the shower, you’re already changed into your work clothes, one child balanced on your hip as you make breakfast one-handed as the other twin plays around with cheerios in her high chair.

“don’t forget you’re doing pick-up today,” you tell him, grabbing his jaw to press a kiss to his cheek as you transfer the toddler into his arms. osamu drops a kiss onto her little nose, grinning when she giggles. “what do you want for dinner? i was going to run to the store after work.”

“i can just bring something home from the restaurant,” he suggests, eager to lighten your load (and gain a few brownie points in the process). “i was gonna make some extra for tsumu anyway.”

“oh, lucky us,” you coo to your other daughter, picking up a cheerio and pressing it into her hand. “daddy’s going treat us to his yummy food tonight! you like onigiri, baby?”

she just babbles a little cheer, which the twin in osamu’s arms mimics excitedly at the prospect of food. yup. definitely his kids.

(and he really wouldn’t mind making more)

—

his plan was simple, really, because one doesn’t have to be a genius to impress their wife. they just have to be a good husband.

and osamu likes to think that he is.

which is why he comes home with not just some food from the restaurant, but a nice bottle of wine, and a cute little potted plant for the kitchen windowsill as well.

yet when he proudly sets those things on the counter next to where you’re prepping tomorrow’s lunches, you only notice one thing.

“it seems you’ve forgotten something,” you tell him as he tosses his cap aside, shaking out his hair a little. he then simply wraps his arms around you, trailing slow kisses up the column of your neck.

“i don’t think so,” he breathes, hands already skimming down your waist and the curve of your hips. “got everything i need right here.”

“osamu…” you groan, but you’re pushing your hips back against him ever so slightly. “where are our children?”

he presses one last kiss to that little spot behind your ear. “they’re staying overnight with tsumu.”

your eyes fly open as you twist in his hold, the moment he’d been working towards shattering at his admission. “you left our children with atsumu?”

“ma was busy!”

“you couldn’t have asked kiyoomi? or even driven down to the countryside to shinsuke?”

“atsumu’s not that bad at babysitting!” he lies, simply holding you tighter as you try to escape his grasp.

“he always lets them stay up past their bedtime, and i’m pretty sure he can’t even tell them apart!” you argue, slapping at his shoulder.

“they’re identical twins, sometimes i can’t even tell them apart.”

“you can’t tell your own children apart?!”

osamu’s…really not doing himself any favours right now, so he loosens his hold to give you a little wiggle room, letting you return to your lunch prep and laughing when you huff at him. he’d tried to take it slow, tried to seduce you with wine and a cute little plant and some kisses, but sometimes…the direct approach is the best one.

especially when you’re like this, all huffy and doubting his brother’s childcare capabilities. “you better call atsumu and tell him you’re coming to pick up the girls. i bet he’s feeding them mochi for dinner right now–”

your voice wavers when he lets his hand skim lightly down your sides, fingertips digging into your hips as he pulls you close once more.

“honey, just relax. the girls will be fine for a night,” he assures you, sweeping your hair aside to press another kiss to the back of your neck. “we’ve got the house to ourselves tonight, so…”

osamu grins against your skin, slipping his free hand beneath the waistband of your shorts as pushing aside the lace of your underwear to rub slow, practiced circles over your clit. you fumble with the lid in your hands when he quickens his pace, groaning as you grip the edge of the counter.

“samu,” you gasp, leaning back against his chest. “wait, at least let me put away the food–”

“no,” he interrupts, momentarily dipping a finger into your wet slit to spread your slick. “i wanna eat somethin’ else.”

bento boxes are pushed to the side as osamu spins you around, yanking your shorts and dampened underwear down your legs before hoisting you up onto the counter. it’s instinct now, the way his hand cups the back of your head to pull you into a deep kiss, and the way your legs hook around his waist to force his body closer to yours. he lets you melt into him, parting your lips and letting him muffle any banter you’d had prepared.

his hands are quick to pry your thighs apart, pressing a final kiss to your lips before kneeling between your legs and immediately licking a long broad stripe up your center.

your thighs twitch around his head when the tip of his tongue meets your clit, osamu pulling back an inch when you stifle a moan with the back of your hand.

“hey, none of that. i wanna hear ya, sweetheart,” he murmurs, pulling a sharp gasp from your lips as he plunges two fingers into you. his mouth follows, wrapping around your clit and huffing a laugh when your body shakes in a full body shudder.

“oh, fuck,” you breathe, hands fisting tightly at the soft material of his t-shirt. the rough drive of his fingers mixing deliciously with the insistent sweeps of his tongue. “osamu–”

“hmm?” he hums, the vibrations making your toes curl. you whine when he pulls his fingers out, his lidded-gaze meeting yours as he brings his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean before hooking his hands under your thighs to pull you to the edge of the counter.

then he’s nudging his hips between your legs, pants already unzipped and underwear shoved down to press his thick length against you. he pushes into you in one go, your body putting up little resistance as a result of his earlier actions. he lets you cling to him as you adjust to the sudden stretch, snaking a hand between your bodies to press his thumb to your clit. your body jolts in response, osamu groaning loudly as your walls clench around him.

he feels your nails dig into his skin as he begins steadily rocking his hips into yours. his thrusts are rough, fast, a result of the tension that’d been building since you’d left him in such a pitiful state this morning. he crushes his lips against yours in a bruising kiss, swallowing your moans as his hips slam against yours with abandon.

it’s not long until you’re crying out, the pleasure that’d he knew had been coiling in your gut since he’d slid his hand down the front of your shorts crashing into you.

but your hand grips his hair, pulling him back in for more even as your body jerks with sensitivity, begging him for more.

just like he’d planned.

[soupandsimple]

This is definitely Sirius and you with your 3 boys 🙃

* rowdy vacation moment with Sirius and your three boys

………..

Sirius has always taken you on extravagant vacations- all the way back to when you started dating to NOW with three boys!

To anyone else, this was a bad idea. Luxurious vacations should be romantic getaways for spouses, but you and Sirius didn’t see it that way (this is not to say you and Sirius never had private vacations with each other…because you did). But traveling without the boys just seemed pointless; in both your eyes, (especially Sirius’s) your kids deserved to see the world too.

The slopes was the location of this current vacation and after a day out on the beautiful mountains, some yummy dinner at a nearby restaurant and nice warm showers, you and your little family decided to just hang out a bit in the cozy living room of the rental before bed.

With it only being the second day here, your boys were still overly excited at the change of scenery-both outdoors and inside the house and boy did it show.

“Mama! Watch this!” your youngest says as he jumps from the heavy set coffee table to the big fluffed up white couch.

Your middle son lets out a wail and whines “I was going to show them that!” then runs over between your sitting legs and hides his face in your stomach, crying with anger.

Completely ignoring his younger brothers, your oldest hops on the table like nothing, growls like the hulk and shows off his strength with a wrestler pose. He then quickly turns to his little brother who had gotten back on the table, grabs him by the underarms and flings him to the couch on his own.

This scene is surely a nightmare to anyone who doesn’t have growing boys, but to you and your husband it’s nothing short of normal.

“Cheers love,” a shirtless Sirius, who is sitting next to you says calmly as he moves his wine glass towards you.

You continue to rub your middle sons back to soothe him, but smile and raise your own wine glass to clink it against his. “Cheers” you say happily.

Sirius smirks and takes a sip, as do you. Carefully setting his glass down on the side table, he then scooches closer to you and eagerly whispers, “I’d love to stay here and cuddle with you but I gotta roughhouse with these boys of ours- y’know tire them out for later.”

You hum in acceptance (knowing exactly what he was implying by for later).

So he gets up, but not without planting a kiss to the side of your head first, and then at normal volume says, “And I reckon it won’t take long. They did quite the skiing today.”

“That they did” you say proudly, thinking back at all of the fun/skills they had learned today as you take another sip of wine from your glass.

“C’mon son, you and me against your brothers” he then orders, pulling off the whiny boy from your lap with a wink to you.

Your son knuckles at his tear stained eyes and grins joyously at his dad’s suggestion.

So sure, Sirius and your vacations looked a lot different now with your three boys but neither of you would change it for the world. <3

[misora-msby]

embarrassing moments with inarizaki

inarizaki always looks so cool but you know they’re actually dorks and i am here to provide you the content to show theyre clowns. enjoy the headcanons :)

Kita Shinsuke

firstly. kita shinsuke being embarrased? making a mistake? unheard of.

he’s a perfect man and we all know it.

anyways

you two were having a nice dinner out together. 

it was a pretty fancy place so you decided to dress in a different style today

but you were beginning to wonder if kita liked it or not because he seemed to keep looking past your shoulder instead of at you

he was an observant guy so you were wondering if something had happened behind you

but you couldn’t hear anything weird so you assumed not

you decided to just stay quiet about it at first but now it was beginning to become annoying! 

why wasn’t he looking you in the eye to speak?

midway through your dinner, kita finally spoke up tho

“y/n, your shirt is slipping... yer bra’s showing.”

oh.

right. you were wearing your off-shoulder top.

“o-oh. shin, it’s that kind of shirt, you know?” you had to explain your outfit to ur bf with a pink face.

“oh... that so... well it’s cold these days so if yer feelin’ cold lemme know. i’ll give ya my jacket.”

GOD HES SO PERFECT KITA SHINSUKE I HOPE U MARRY HIM???????

Ojiro Aran

another man with next to no flaws.

but nature says everyone has to make some mistake.

so it was a regular school day, our aran has just come to class from morning practice and there’s still some time left until class starts.

all the girls in class are gathered around a table

he’s not sure why, it’s probably watching an idol video

but ur man wants to be a little romantic!!

plus he just showered so he smells Great uwu

he goes over and hugs you from behind, placing his chin on ur head.

“hey, bb whatcha ya doin”

all the girls gasp.

he doesn’t get whats wrong, it’s not like it’s a secret y’all are dating

pda to this level aint bad either

especially compared to his teammate miya atsumu

“ojiro aran.”

why is your voice behind him

he looks down and nearly faints when he sees he hugged the wrong girl.

to be fair she looked a lot like you from behind, just maybe 1cm shorter.

“i’m so sorry!” he keeps apologising to literally everyone and all the class is giggling bc they never seen their school’s ace so red before.

“didn’t think i’d come back from the toilet and see my bf cheatin”

“IT WAS A MISTAKE! I’M SERIOUS! Y/N U KNOW I LOVE YA!” 

hes so funny i swear

the volleyball team hears of it and it gets even better 

Miya Atsumu

it’s not a secret that miya atsumu, setter of the inarizaki volleyball team and invited to national youth training camp, had a gf

he was very much in love with u 

the whole class knew it because he’d show it off whenever he could too

so here comes valentines day

last year he received like... 50 different gifts from girls and guys aiming to win his love.

you didnt even give him one lmAOOOOO 

but this year, he had been not so subtly trying to hint that “i better not receive any chocolates this year when i’ve got a gf!”

he reaches school and plops into his seat.

there’s an anonymous box of chocolates with “please accept my love, miya-kun! <3″ on it

“the hell’s this?!”

“oh? chocolates?” - osamu who just popped his head into the class to shove into his twin’s face how much chocolate he got.

especially since the blond was off limits, the grey-haired twin had a bigger following now.

“do they not know i have a girlfriend...”

“well, ya might as well eat it. ya dont know who to return it to.”

“that’s like receivin’ their love!”

“no it ain’t. it’s just food.”

atsumu couldn’t argue with that and popped a piece in.

it was very delicious. the chocolate practically melted on his tongue and was the perfect sweetness and was filled with a delicious ganache too.

it was perfect

but he couldn’t accept this!

“it ain’t even good. too sweet and the filling’s sticky.”

“ah. really? is that what you think, tsumu?” you ask from the door where you had been watching the exchange take place.

“y/n! look at this! some weirdo gave me some choco and like... samu said to test it but i’ll toss it out, promise.”

“tsumu, i made that... i wrote it anonymously because i thought you’d know it was me and i wanted to tease you a little.”

“huh.”

osamu: “yeah actually i went over to her place to teach her how to make it.”

atsumu: “you said you went to suna’s place?!”

osamu: “i went there later but i first went to help her.”

you: “anyways if it’s not good i don’t mind if you toss it out...”

tsumu: “NO NO BABE I PROMISE IT’S GOOD”

you: “you just said-”

“BABE I SWEAR IT’S GOOD I JUST DIDN’T WANT TO ACCEPT A STRANGER’S STUFF”

“you’re always so honest though... are you sure?” you were having your fun teasing him now.

“BB PLSSSSSS”

he still cringes at the memory 4 years into ur marriage

Miya Osamu

osamu would DEFINITELY make home made dinner dates a regular thing.

this alone shows he’s the better twin - miya atsumu stan

he loves cooking and eating with you so sometimes when he’s got a day off you guys’ll set aside the afternoon to make a real nice dinner

imagine candlelit dinner with miya dorito body osamu in a suit

of course some fun stuff happens after too ;)))

and today’s your third anniversary!!

so osamu adds lots of ‘natural aphrodisiacs’ to the meal

i’m talkin

garlic bread and soup for an appetiser, a nice juicy steak with garlic and red wine sauce for the main, and chocolate coated strawberries for dessert

mm yummy

you two cleaned your plates completely (it was very delicious) and as you were washing the dishes, osamu comes up behind and wraps his arms around your waist

“yes, ‘samu?” 

“i’ve already prepared us a nice bath with yer favourite scents.” he’s got his head resting on ur chin

“really? thank you~ i’ll be there in a bit”

but he doesn’t let go of you while you’re still scrubbing at the baking sheets.

“osamu, you can let go for now.”

“don’t feel like it.”

“i gotta wash the dishes since you did most of the cooking.”

“mmm, i’ll do it if ya gimme a kiss.”

you roll ur eyes bc what a cutie 

u turn ur head to give him a kiss but suddenly he 

he burps

that garlicy wine smell is just kinda there

“ew! ‘samu!!”

his face is real red but he’s also trying not to laugh because he’s still a dude and this is absolutely hilarious to him

“want another?” he starts teasing

“i’m not getting in the bath with you.”

“wait wait wait i’m sorry, i’ll go brush my teeth and give you a proper kiss”

Suna Rintarou

you two were taking the train home today

it was quite late due to practice going a little longer than usual, so he insisted he walked you back home today.

sunarin can be a good boyf sometimes ok

it was getting a little crowded on the train tho, since people were heading home or going out for dinner

luckily you had already grabbed seats so you were quite comfortable sitting side by side. 

you and suna have the type of relationship were you dont have to talk all the time

silence is v comfy.

he’s just scrolling through twitter on his phone while you’re looking around the car, lost in ur thoughts

suddenly you notice an old lady standing a little bit away from you and you stand up

“baa-san, please take my seat.” you whisper in the crowded carriage

“oh how kind of you. thank you, dearie.” she smiles and takes your seat while you stand in front of her and suna instead.

suna doesn’t realise this exchange has happened tho

(he’s on his phone as usual)

probably starting some fights on twitter

he decides to try to be a little romantic and pretends to stretch his arm around (who he thought was) you.

“rin.” 

why is your voice right in front of him?

“young man, i appreciate it but i’m married.”

suna jumps as he sees someone he did not recognise next to him.

he looks up and notices you had moved.

you’re giggling

the granny’s giggling

atsumu and osamu sitting opposite on the carriage look like they’re going to cry because they’re trying not to laugh

“i was just stretching. really.” he mumbles and crosses his arms, face red as a tomato

he’s so embarrassed.

Ginjima Hitoshi

sometimes the inarizaki vbc would go for an after practice snack at the nearby family mart

they were really hungry after an intense preparation for nationals which was in two weeks so kita insisted they all get something to fill them up on the way home

but lucky lucky ginjima hhehe

you (his classmate who he had a crush on) were working at the cash register today.

“welcome!” you greet everyone as they enter

he cant help but stiffen up a bit 

why are u so cute and cheery today

the 2nd years already know what to do.

“heyy, i think last week i bought ya that ramen right? ya owe me my konbini snacks today!” - atsumu

“yeah. you lost a bet to me last week so u gotta pay up. a pack of jelly fruit sticks please.” - suna

“forgot my money today, mind payin’ for my snacks too?” - osamu

“like hell i’m paying for all of you. especially you, osamu. you eat too much all the time.” 

aran’s noticed what’s going on,

“hey, if it’s just for today you can do it right? if ‘samu don’t pay ya back tomorrow i’ll nag him ‘til he does.” 

“fine...” his basket is full when he goes to the counter.

he’s trying his best not to have a red face while watching u scan the items, ur hair swaying slightly as u look back and forth between the objects and the screen.

“alright. 4,890 yen please!” GOD he hated how expensive it was, that’s almost all his weekly allowance but bc it’s u and ur voice saying it it’s kinda ok

“mm, ok.” he still has his eyes on you while he takes out his wallet and puts it on the counter.

yes

his wallet, not the money

“...” “...”

“excuse me, sir. this is...”

he almost slaps his face wtf he’s so embarrassed.

“s-sorry. just a little absent minded after practice.” he starts pulling out his cash.

“it’s fine! i know how hard you guys practice!” you smile while performing the rest of the transaction and pass him his big bag of goods. “good luck for nationals, ginjima-kun!”

he almost runs out of the store and is about to fight the rest of the 2nd years for watching and (suna) recording

[foodieforthoughts]

Hello, can you write fluff with Henry where I'm cooking dinner for him and he keeps distracting me with a lot of kisses? 💌

Hey nonnie, got a tiny drabble for you. Hope you like it. ❤️

(I like giving titles to my works, I hope you don't mind)

Title: Irresistible

The smell of crispy fried potatoes and marinara sauce wafted around the whole house. You had decided to cook dinner for Henry as opposed to the Chinese takeout he had offered to order. He was a health enthusiast pretty much all the time but some days he just lacked the will to get up and prepare his nutrition packed meal.

When you came over to his house from work, you found him splayed on his couch, mindlessly flicking through the TV channels. Kal had situated himself on his bed, his dad's lackadaisical mood turning him into a lazy bear too. You had changed into your clothes that you kept in the closet space Henry had cleared for you and gotten down to preparing him a delicious dinner.

You had set up music on your iPad and were dancing about the kitchen, occasionally stirring the simmering sauce. You bent down to grab the colander from the cabinets, when you noticed Henry's feet next to you. You twisted up to look at him and smiled as you noted his disheveled curls from laying on the couch.

"Look who's finally decided to lift up their bottom from the cushions." You snickered, standing up with the colander in hand.

Henry cheekily smiled at you, smoothing his tousled hair as best as he could. "It smells yummy in here." He helped strain the spaghetti in the sink and then proceeded to stand back as you moved to grab vegetables from the fridge.

"Better than your takeout, yeah?" You asked, busying yourself with cutting the veggies for a quick salad.

You were moving your hips to the next track that started from your playlist when you felt Henry shuffle behind you. He plastered his body to your back and wound his arms around your waist. You giggled when he placed a kiss on the side of your neck, peppering your skin with delicate pecks, making goosebumps appear on your arms.

"Henry, let me get done with dinner." You nudged his head with yours, turning to kiss his cheek.

"You go ahead. I'll just keep kissing you." He mumbled and gave you a big sloppy kiss over your cheek.

"You are going to stand behind me like this?" You asked, trying to stifle your laugh. "All the while I cook?" Henry nodded and to add to his statement, he slid your t-shirt down your shoulder just enough to expose your collarbone and placed a kiss over your skin.

"You are mad." You laughed but thoroughly enjoyed the shower of attention from your man. When you reached for a tomato, Henry's arms around your waist stopped you as he pulled you against his chest and moved his head to kiss on the other side of your neck.

"Madly in love with you." He whispered, kissing a trail down from the back of your ear to the crook of your neck.

"My sauce is going to burn." You tried to object to his kisses, but only felt yourself leaning against his touch.

"Now do you want dinner or you want to keep distracting me with your kissing?" You feigned anger with a chuckle threatening to leave your lips as a mischievous glint appeared in Henry's eyes.

"We'll get takeout." He chuckled when you shot him a look from the corner of your eyes. You finally turned around in his arms, a soft song playing in the background. Throwing your arms around his neck, you looked at him. Henry had a cheeky grin on his face. A stray curl fell over his forehead, his eyes lacked the usual fervor but they still shone brilliantly under the overhead light.

"I want you for dinner." He said with sauve, making his voice huskier by dropping it down an octave. He wriggled his eyebrows at you, the dimple on his cheeks denting as he smiled at you.

"Ewww." You drawled, hitting his chest with weak punches while he laughed. "What have you been watching all day? Porn?" You snickered along with him despite your cheeks heating up as his rumbling laughter shook his entire frame.

Although he only proceeded to kiss your lips after that, there was a fluttering in your belly as he helped you set up dinner and both of you downed the scrumptious meal with some wine. While you were clearing up the plates to take them to the sink, you felt naughty and very quietly said, "Maybe we can have dessert in the bedroom."

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[bike42]

Thursday September 7, 2023

Not a surprise that I tested positive this morning. I didn’t feel too bad - like the start of a cold, stuffy sinuses. I did a yoga session (our room is bigger, but not much room to spread out). We masked up and went to the lobby about 9:50am to catch Peter. We learned that Steve and the other Jeff are positive too. The first time we were all together was in a pub Saturday night - not sure of the source, in fact, we’ll never know.

The dining room had mostly cleared out, so Jeff and I had a late breakfast, then headed out on an adventure. Using Google maps, I mapped out a six-mile walk to an amazing park along the river to downtown Sligo. I’d hoped to find kayak rentals to be able to paddle out to the lake, but crew boats and old fishing boats were all that we saw. We came upon a picnic table and sat and played a couple of games of cribbage and enjoyed the day with nothing we had to do and limited places we could go.

It was a very warm day - everyone we talked to says this is so unusual. Despite the heat, we went into a little cafe in the afternoon and each had a bowl of vegetable soup with yummy homemade bread and butter, and herbal tea. After lunch, we continued walking along the river towards the Atlantic. The beach we were yesterday was 4 miles away and probably not the best roads for walking. We headed through town, back up,to the hotel. We sat at a table outside the bar, I had a pint of Guinness and Jeff had ice cream and coke (tried to get a root beer float). We chatted with a few tour mates as they headed into town (dinner on their own, Kathy Jordon playing at a wine bar at 5p, then more pub music.

We headed to our room for showers and snacked for dinner; neither of us have much of an appetite! We heard from Peter that they’ve arranged a mini-bus for the five of us, and the next hotel is okay with us coming there (the tour company spent the day working on options for us), this is a good plan. I believe they even found a driver who is just recently over COVID himself!