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rileyslibrary · 2 years ago

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Living With Ghosts: 4. Pretty Broken

His body stands straight, but his mind betrays him. He still wears his gun around his left shoulder. It looks too heavy for him now, just like his conscience.

Relationship: Simon “Ghost” Riley x F!Reader

Word Count: 1,150

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Warnings: Mentions of blood and war

As much as I like Ghost’s demeanor throughout the game, I cannot help but wonder what he would be like suffering the aftereffects of war.

Entire work on AO3

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It’s been days since you last talked to him.

His inattentiveness, however, was not the outcome of your petty little brawl—not the direct consequence, at least. If you had to venture a guess, it’s because he was busy with other matters at the moment—far more important ones.

The Russian Mafia appears to have increased its presence in the region over the past week, raising suspicions of a potential terrorist attack. As a result, the CIA has requested high readiness from the Special Forces operators deployed in the area.

That’s where he is, you fool. It doesn’t matter how abandoned, lonely, or insecure you feel, for he had a job to do. He was right there, at the front line, risking his life for the nation’s—and probably the world’s—safety. You were the last thing on his mind right now; if you ever were anything to him but a mild inconvenience.

Let’s not forget that you also had a part to play in this operation; to actively scan land, air, and sea for irregular traffic and report to the CIA.

Well, not actively, per se—the safe house has a well-equipped wine cellar for that specific purpose.

“Surveillance Control Center,” they call it—SCC for short.

What was once used to store ruby-red Chianti Classico Riserva bottles can now be confused with the cockpit of a spaceship. The CIA engineers have outdone themselves with this one—you give them that.

The SCC is part of a computer network connecting every CIA safe house in the Mediterranean. It incorporates CCTV monitors, cameras, radars, and motion sensors designed to detect unusual movements in the region. Live-streaming feeds are processed using highly sophisticated software, which, upon catching unusual traffic, alerts the SCC’s terminal. The wine cellar also houses an arsenal of weapons and ammunition, just in case the shit hits the fan.

Your job, for now, is to oversee the SCC’s flawless operation and inform Laswell of any findings.

Boring; that’s what your job was. Boring.

“Christmas is coming,” Laswell’s voice sounded over the telephone, “You guys should do something to celebrate.”

“Do what, exactly, Kate? Go from house to house and sing carols on behalf of the CIA?” You reply, leaning forward as if you were trying to physically get your point across.

“If you’d stop being a sarcastic shit, then perhaps you could think a little better.” Her irritation rasped in her voice. “Do something together; think of it as a team-building event.”

He said he’d fix that attitude of yours; when was that team-building event going to take place?

She was right, though—as much as you’d hate to admit it. Christmas does bring people together.

You begin to reminisce about the good times back home when your family used to celebrate every year. You used to cook together, sing along to festive songs, watch Mr. Bean on television, and exchange gifts.

You remember your mother, who refrained from buying ornaments from the shops. She used to bake them instead—yes, bake them. She used to roll out the dough, give shape to it with cookie cutters and bake the ornaments so you would all decorate the Christmas tree with them. The entire house smelled divine with these four little ingredients she used in her recipe—cinnamon, salt, flour, and water.

Ingredients you already had in your pantry.

“Laswell, when’s my shift ending?” you asked in anticipation.

“It ended thirty-seven minutes ago. Tired of me?”

“I thought of something.” You announce, sitting on the edge of your seat.

“Wha-”

“I have to go. Over and out.” You report as you close the comms and head upstairs to the infamous pantry.

Cinnamon, salt, flour, and water.

You were determined to make it work, right here, in this safe house—with or without Ghost.

You hurried outside, scanning the area for the tree branches he trimmed a few weeks ago. If you tie them together, you could create something resembling a Christmas tree.

When was the last time he felt the Christmas spirit? Does he have a Christmas tree at his house? A family to sing together next to the fireplace? A warm, festive meal?

You moved frantically—part Christmas elf rolling out dough and baking ornaments, part Frankenstein trying to assemble a Christmas tree monstrosity.

Time flew by; hours passed like minutes as you worked hard, your creativity unleashed, putting forth your best effort to create something out of nothing.

To create festive decor out of raw ingredients.

To construct a tree out of stray branches.

To form a connection out of two peoples’ broken pieces.

“What’s that smell?”

You were so focused that you didn’t notice him standing behind you.

You turn around to see a wreck, the fragments of a man who has probably seen terrible things and done far worse.

“I—is everything all right?” You hesitate.

“Out of trouble, for now.” He replies.

His body stands straight, but his mind betrays him. He still wears his gun around his left shoulder. It looks too heavy for him now, just like his conscience.

“Yes, I know. I spoke with Laswell. I mean, are you all right?”

“Been better.”

His uniform is dusty, and his boots are covered in mud. There is a slight rip on his balaclava, teasing you with a subtle view of his jawline, like a Geisha exposing her nape.

“It’s over, for now.” you try to comfort him.

There’s blood on his left sleeve—a lot of blood. He just became aware of it as well.

“Not mine.” He announces and hides it behind his back. “What’s that smell?” He repeats, trying to avoid the conversation.

“Cinnamon.”

“Ya bakin’?” He seems shocked.

“Sort of; They’re ornaments for the Christmas tree,” you say, pointing in the direction of your most recent creation.

“A Christmas tree.” He stutters, glazed eyes darting left and right, assessing the new environment.

You want to tell him that there are no booby traps here, nothing dangerous to be careful of. You want to console him that there is no need to be alerted for an ambush here, for this is a safe space. No more killing, no more death, for now. Just you two, a hideous Christmas tree, and badly shaped cinnamon-baked ornaments.

“Do you like them?” You ask reluctantly, trying to divert his attention from this week’s horrors. “I couldn’t find any cookie cutters, so I shaped them with a knife instead. I tried to make them look pretty, but some came out broken.”

“Aren’t we all?” he mumbles as he walks towards the Christmas tree.

“Aren’t we all exactly what, lieutenant—pretty or broken?” you ask, attempting to lighten the mood.

“Pretty broken, kid,” he whispers as he picks up a shattered ornament. “Pretty damn broken.”

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#simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #cod mwii #simon riley #cod mw2 #cod ghost

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helpinghanikan · 1 year ago

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Domestic December: COD

Day 4: Hospital visit (Gaz)

DD Masterlist

It’s hard not to panic when you hear Kyle was in the hospital. If it were serious, or worse, than Kate Laswell was kind enough to tell you that straight up. Simply saying; “He’s under a pseudonym, room 405.”

Any contractor with a field injury has to use a pseudonym. The people that put them in the hospital could want to make another attempt. Even when said contractor is transferred an ocean away. It’s only because Kate Laswell likes you that got to visit him at all.

You have to walk confidently when entering his room. Some well-meaning nurse could see you walk around all confused and ask if you need help. Then you accidentally say Kyle instead of his pseudonym and you won’t get to see him until he’s discharged.

“Knock Knock,” You announce before entering.

There was no need to give Kyle time to make himself decent. With a broken leg and an arm to match he wasn’t going anywhere fast. In a hospital gown, food stains on the collar, and look on his face that screams ‘bored out of my mind.’

“Laswell spilled the beans?” He asks, head following as you took a seat beside him.

“Nah, I just have a sixth sense for you falling out of stuff. What was it this time? A tank or trunk? Or was it the classic helicopter once again?” You ask, taking his hand in the same moment you’re making fun of him.

Ever since you found out about the whole ‘dangling-by-a-rope-from-a-helicopter-thing’ Kyle has never heard the end of it. Especially not when it’s Captain Price’s favorite drinking story. This isn’t to say that you expected every injury he gets to be from falling from things. And the jokes are only saved for when you know he’s alright.

Kyle chuckles at your comment, “couple crates fell on me, actually. Personally, I think that’s the opposite of falling out of stuff.”

Anyone else you could have asked what was in those crates. Make a joke wondering if the contents were lead or something. Kyle wasn’t allowed to answer that question even if you were willing to ask it. Instead he reaches out to take your hand, sighing as he leans back into the pillows.

“Captain says this is going to keep me out of the field for a couple months. Long enough take a holiday. I’m thinking Londan, somewhere with shops and boutiques for a couple days.” He says, already fantasizing of all the stupid stuff he’d buy at those tourist traps.

“Really? Well, I’m excited to see you hobble around London on crutches and a broken arm.” You reply, although the idea sounded great.

“I was hoping you’d have some empathy and get me a wheelchair or something. Please, baby? Take care of me?” He asks, a fake desperation in his voice.

You make the same fake voice, leaning in while you speak: “Oh, poor baby.”

Soon you were going to be kicked out of the room. Be told the visiting hours are this and that, and wave to Gaz as you leave for the day. Hoping that he won’t be transferred again without at least a phone call first.

#reader insert #domestic december #hospital tw #Gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick #Gaz is under rated #call of duty reader insert #call of duty imagine

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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 1 year ago

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Paulatim sed Firmiter (Slowly but Surely) - Sunday evening

Only one scene to go and (multi) chapter 11 is wrapped

Unless I get murdered for this one lol

Warnings: None, just domestic fluff

Taglist: @glitterypirateduck @letsreadallday @jamesrifftapes @rileyslibrarian

Previous / Masterlist / Next

Sunday evening

Captain Price and Dr. Green’s house

John’s proud beaming face was proof enough to his wife that she had been right about persuading him to invite the ‘kids’ to dinner. Also, the bigger dinner table had been a success, allowing them all to be comfortably seated, and the numerous dishes to be displayed on it.

Heather had roasted a couple of big chickens, made vegetable sides, mashed potatoes, gravy, Yorkshire puddings… and had thought it wouldn’t be enough, given the unholy appetite of the four men present. Johnny had an endless pit in the place where his stomach should be, Kyle was no better, her husband was another bottomless hole when it came to food, and even Simon, given the opportunity, ate like there was no tomorrow.

Thankfully, Kyle brought apple crumble and ice-cream for the dessert, Gabi brought tasty, delicious rice with beans as per her home country recipe, and Christine not only brought a Spanish charcuterie board, but also made a lasagna. Johnny and Simon appeared with several wine bottles, which were as welcomed as the food brought by the others.

And given the rate at which they were eating, there would be no leftovers.

‘‘I can’t believe you’d date a helicopter pilot after almost falling out of one’’ Johnny laughed at Kyle, who didn’t look offended in the slightest as he kept stuffing his mouth full of food with a wide smile.

‘‘Diego is not Nikolai. He doesn’t fly like a madman at least’’

‘‘Who’s Nikolai?’’ Christine and Gabi asked almost at the same time, with genuine curiosity, and John started an intrincate explanation about who the Russian fixer was, that they went way back and even Heather knew him, and told a flowery tale about the time when Gaz almost fell off the helicopter during Kate Laswell’s rescue…

‘‘Wait, wait, wait’’ Christine interrupted, her blue eyes wide and a surprised look on her face. ‘‘What do you mean, ‘rescue’? When did that happen?’’

‘‘November last year’’ Kyle clarified, stealing the last Yorkshire pudding from Johnny’s plate before he noticed.

‘‘Ye bloody asshole…!’’ Johnny complained, trying to steal it back, but Kyle had already taken a bit out of it. ‘‘Ah’ll get back at ye for that!’’

‘‘Johnny, language!’’ Gabi laughed, slapping lightly his arm.

The food by then was mostly gone. After hosting the boys several times, Heather had learned soon that instead of serving entrées, mains and dessert, it was better to just place everything on the table and sit back to enjoy the spectacle. Some were still stuffing themselves with the remains of the chickens, while others were already enjoying the dessert.

Everyone looked full and content, which made her heart happy, and she smiled at her husband. John smiled back at her, and his hand found hers under the table, brushing his calloused thumb on her palm.

‘‘You look happy, sweetheart’’

‘‘I am’’ Heather whispered back, still smiling. ‘‘I like having them here. Can we do this more often?’’

‘‘Not weekly’’ John rushed to say, and she laughed.

‘‘No, no… but a couple times a month at least’’

John grunted non-committally, squeezing her hand before releasing it when he saw Christine standing up.

‘‘If you excuse me just for a minute, I have to make a call’’

‘‘But what about the rest of your ice-cream!’’ Johnny followed her with his eyes, but she ignored him, already scrolling in her mobile phone while she stepped outside, followed by Simon’s gaze.

‘‘Well, thank God’’ John sighed, side-eyeing Kyle and Johnny when they stole Christine’s remaining ice-cream. ‘‘I hope that means Kate will stop asking me to make her take her calls’’

‘‘She’s stubborn’’ Heather smiled, patting her husband’s knee, and he looked at her, amused.

‘‘Which one of them?’’

Heather laughed, and turned her head to look at Simon, who was just listening to the banter around him, as always. He had finished eating a while ago, but had not pulled down his balaclava yet. Wether that was because he forgot, or because he was comfortable in the current company, Heather didn’t know, but she relished in the opportunity to see as little as she could of her friend, scars that made her heart ache and all.

He noticed she was looking at him and his eyes turned to her, in a silent question, and Heather just shrugged and smiled.

‘‘I’m happy to have all of you here’’

Simon simply nodded, his arms crossed over the table and his eyes returned to the arch that led to the hallway, where Christine had disappeared. Heather smiled again and tried to exchange a knowing look with her husband, but John was emptying his glass of red wine.

Christine stopped in the hall, still able to listen to the sounds coming from the dining room next to the kitchen, but far enough to not disturb them with her conversation, already dialing the number.

‘‘Took you long enough’’ Kate Laswell’s voice was a bit dry when she answered after making her wait for almost twenty seconds, but Christine went for the throat.

‘‘What the fuck is this shit about you needing rescue back in November?’’

‘‘Oh’’

‘‘Oh? What the fuck, ‘oh’? Start explaining why and how you were kidnapped and I didn’t know a thing about it’’

‘‘You were… unwell back in November, honey’’ Kate’s voice was gentler now, and Christine gritted her teeth.

‘‘I could walk’’

‘‘Barely’’

‘‘That’s low’’ Christine snarled, looking in the direction of the dining room when she could hear louder laughter, from Kyle, Johnny and Gabi. ‘‘You can’t expect me to…’’

‘‘I can. You were hanging on to your sanity by a thread back then’’ Kate sighed lightly before continuing, soothingly. ‘‘I didn’t have time for anything, Christine, much less for calling for help. I barely had time to radio John and Gaz.’’

‘‘You’re fucking lucky’’

‘‘I know’’

‘‘I would have gone’’

‘‘I know… My wife says thanks for the almond cake recipe, by the way’’

Christine grunted something under her breath, relieved to hear Kate’s low laugh and deciding to ignore her obvious attempt at changing the subject.

‘‘It was nothing’’

‘‘Can we talk when I’m back? I prefer talking to you face to face’’

‘‘… sure. When are you coming back?’’

‘‘Soon. Gotta go, my wife is threatening me with a wooden spoon through the window, I’m not supposed to answer calls on my work phone when I’m off’’

‘‘Serves you right’’ Christine mumbled again, and Kate laughed. ‘‘See you soon’’

‘‘See you soon’’

She sighed and returned her phone to her pocket, and turned around to go back to the dining room. But she found herself face to chest with Simon, who was standing a couple of steps away from her, in silence.

‘‘Joder! (Fuck!)’’ Christine gasped, but then she smiled and laughed, visibly relieved. ‘‘Sorry, did I take too long?’’

‘‘No’’ Simon shook his head, hands inside the pockets of his hoodie as usual, but his balaclava was still hooked over his nose. ‘‘Gabi is recruiting Johnny and Kyle into helping do the dishes’’

‘‘Oh yeah, her and I talked about it before coming’’ She nodded, taking a peek at the dining room arch door, and then at him again when he didn’t move an inch. His eyes were focused on her hair. ‘‘What?’’

‘‘I’ve never seen you with your hair down’’ He murmured, and she couldn’t help but blush, thankful for the dimness of the hallway. It was true that she had decided to wear her hair down for once, instead of in her usual ponytail, braid or bun. And sitting next to him at the dining table, she had noticed him looking at her quite often during dinner.

‘‘Oh, and what’s the veredict?’’ Christine giggled softly, trying to make a joke, but her smile faltered when he leaned in slightly, bringing his face closer to her hair. She even stood on her tiptoes discreetely, feeling stupid, but strangely excited.

Simon was feeling conflicted, once that he initiated the movement before he was even aware of what he was doing. Now, with his nose mere inches away from the crown of her head, so close that he could smell her shampoo – something with flowers, he guessed – he fought himself to keep his hands inside his pockets. They were in Price’s hallway after all.

Being away for almost a week had been torture, and now, having her this close…

‘‘I like it’’ He rumbled, his subconscious feeling her shudder with the sound of his voice. ‘‘I like your hair’’

‘‘Now you’ll say it makes me beautiful to wear it down…’’ Christine teased, trying desperately to hide the way her body was trembling, specially when he finally buried his nose in her hair.

‘‘You’re always beautiful’’

A loud crash sounded in the kitchen, and then a chorus of laughter. They stayed like that for a couple of seconds more, without moving, and finally, she stepped back, he pulled down his balaclava, and side by side went to the kitchen to see what the other three were doing with the dishes instead of washing them.

Half hidden by the dinning room hallway, Heather and John kept their silence until the kitchen’s door closed, and then she smiled sweetly at her husband.

‘‘Oh, honey’’

‘‘That wasn’t Ghost over there’’ John looked half glad and half concerned, with one arm wrapped around his wife’s waist, feeling her excitement. ‘‘That was Simon’’

‘‘I know’’ Heather could barely contain her happiness. ‘‘Oh, honey, I’m so glad’’

‘‘So am I, sweetheart, but…’’ John hesitated before asking, knowing the answer beforehand. ‘‘Don’t think about it as their friend. What’s your professional opinion?’’

‘‘I can’t speak about my patients, darling’’ Heather teased, jabbing a finger into her husband’s full stomach and giggling when he growled and grabbed her hand.

‘‘Then don’t speak about your patients, speak about our kids’’

She giggled again, and then tangled her fingers in his muttonchops lovingly.

‘‘I remember Simon back when I met him in that London café, with you. All smiles and cocky attitude, and so happy with that little toy plane that he had bought for his nephew’’

John nodded, his blue eyes a bit glossy now thinking about back then. He missed that Simon. He was glad that Simon was still there, inside of Ghost, somewhere, and that little by little, the shell was breaking.

‘‘If you’re asking if I think what it’s growing between him and Christine is good… yeah, I think it is’’ Heather continued, tugging lightly at his facial hair and giggling when he grumbled. ‘‘It’s a curious thing. What she needs most is to take care of others, to feel useful. And to be taken care of, to feel loved, needed. And the same goes for him’’

‘‘Well… we’ll see how it goes’’ John sighed, listening to the laughter and the clattering of dishes coming from the kitchen.

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princesscatherinemiddleton · 9 months ago

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Hi, I don’t know if you’re comfortable answering this but I was wondering what your perspective is as a British person about all the non British people making so many crazy (even delusional) accusations about the UK, monarchy, and the royal family when they clearly have no idea what they’re talking about. I see the ridiculous things they say and the assumptions they make (particularly on TikTok) and even as an American it makes me mad because it’s so obvious they’re speaking without bothering to do any research. I’m curious how British people in general are feeling about this because social media is not always a great representation of the entire population. I know British people have their own opinions about the monarchy but it’s different when people from other countries are speaking about it and spreading outright lies about the UK.

I can never answer anything normally so I have multiple strands to this answer:

I hate people talking about something like they know what they are talking about but they are blatantly wrong - I had to do an assembly at school on Guy Fawkes the week after we did our Bonfire Night podcast episode and the effort I put in to not correcting my partner teacher was indescribable

I think it is almost impossible to fully understand another culture, even if you've lived there a really long time, especially if you don't live there - living in the UK, I've been bombarded with US images, politics, TV, literature, sport, etc but I don't understand what it's like to be American. I would never explain to someone how the American legal system works or the American political system. I feel the same about Wales and Ireland as individual countries (rather than as part of the UK) and my parents are quite literally Welsh and Irish

The more completely out there stuff I can laugh off but the almost believable but not quite stuff gets to me more. Also, explicitly cruel things I struggle with - I'm thinking the person I saw on TikTok the other day who said that Kate is actually dead or the person on Tumblr who said that Meghan was abusing her children. I can't even think about it and I have to just block and log off

Part of the reason I love doing the podcast so much is because it is time to provide facts. We joke about doing research but we really do a lot of research and if we don't know something, we say that or just don't talk about it at all

As for the other part of your message, "I’m curious how British people in general are feeling about this because social media is not always a great representation of the entire population. I know British people have their own opinions about the monarchy but it’s different when people from other countries are speaking about it and spreading outright lies about the UK":

I've said this before but I cannot get across how much most people in Britain do not care about the royal family however people in Britain also don't like to be told something about them is weird or wrong - I'm thinking about things like how British people reacted when people said beans on toast was weird

Social media algorithms means lots of people in the UK haven't seen what people are saying about the BRF online (I am cultivating a lovely online experience where I very rarely come across the BRF by accident and I talk about them a lot!) and not everyone in the UK has social media either

I think the best thing to do is not engage with anything online that upsets you. That's not to say you should end up in a social media bubble - you should definitely expose yourself to thoughts, opinions and cultures you wouldn't normally come across - but if you are finding yourself getting upset or angry or frustrated with the same kind of content, just block, mute and move on.

#anon #answered #this is very confusing I'm sorry

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silverhallow · 1 year ago

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A shot to the heart

pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x Sophie Beckett

summary: By accident Sophie meets Benedict when she takes Kate over to drop lunch off for her boyfriend Anthony…The tension is palpable, like a shot to the heart they fall hard and fast… When Benedict invites Sophie to their spring BBQ can they resist their primal urges

warnings: First Meetings, Love at First Sight, horny beans, Smut, Shameless Smut, Oral Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Explicit Sexual Content, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Finger Fucking, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, Blow Jobs, Woman on Top, Fucking, Chemistry

word count: 6390 words

author's note: this is a former Ao3 work. Minors DNI

Sophie and her friend Kate went over to her boyfriend Anthony's to take him some lunch, he was helping his cousins and Uncle Andrew working on a barn and shed repair and there were a half dozen other hot and sweaty guys around as they pulled up outside the address Anthony had texted Kate earlier.

As they pulled up to the house, the girls saw Anthony coming around the side of the house with someone and Sophie had to take her sunglasses off to get a better look at him. Her entire body fizzed with magic and something that felt a lot like arousal as she stared at him and all she could think was "OH MY GOD!" She felt entirely blessed when she laid her eyes on him.

He was quite possibly the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He was tall, dark brown hair, and his muscles glistened with sweat as the sun beat down on him. He wasn't a beefcake or as stocky as Anthony and was about 2 inches taller than him, but he had a body to die for. She couldn't see his eyes because he had sunglasses on. He had no shirt on, a tool belt around his slender, manly waist, and his tattered jeans were so tight that any person looking could tell how fast his pulse was going.

God surely blessed him with the whole package, Sophie was absolutely sure of it.

As the girls got out of Sophie's car, Kate grabbed the lunch she prepared for them and Sophie hadn't planned to get out of the car, but she found herself unable to stop herself from opening the door and stepping out to follow Kate.

It's as if her body had a mind all of its own. Sophie wanted to meet him. She had to meet him, it was like a magnet drawing her in. She was powerless to resist.

As they approached the guys, the unbelievably hot guy took his glasses off and watched them as they approached. Sophie could almost feel him watching her, so she had to put on a small show. She just couldn't help herself.

~*~

Benedict saw Anthony's girlfriend get out of the blue car and he elbowed Anthony and nodded his head towards the road. Anthony looked up from the paper he was looking at and saw his girlfriend Kate getting an Icebox out of the back of Sophie's car.

"Look like it's lunchtime," Benedict said with a laugh

"Yep, Kate promised to bring us all lunch, and if I am lucky, maybe some dessert," Anthony replied with a lurid smirk and Benedict scowled and turned his face away from his brother in disgust and was about to wave to Kate when he noticed the stunningly beautiful blonde in denim shorts and a silver vest top walking towards him and honesty he thought the world had stopped.

Benedict had to take off his sunglasses so that he wouldn't miss anything. Her skin was glowing in the hot August sunshine, he could see her braless breasts bouncing with each step she took. The slight breeze in the air caused her tousled hair to reflect the sun. Her full lips were just begging to be deeply kissed. Her skin was flawless all the way down to her bare, painted toes.

She was the cause of an instant erection and he could feel it happen almost in an instant. Never before had a woman had such an instant effect on him

Benedict again elbowed Anthony, "Ant, who the fuck is that with Kate?" he whispered and wanted to ask why the fuck he had never introduced him if he knew.

"That's Kate's best friend Sophie," he answered as he looked over toward Benedict.

A slow, sly grin came to Anthony's lips as he realised that Benedict's curiosity had peaked. "You do know Kate’s been trying to set you up with her for months. She’s kinda hot," Anthony encouraged.

Benedict looked up with his own sheepish grin and said, "Kinda? She’s a fucking goddess ." he practically moaned, ensuring his voice was low and they weren’t overheard.

Kate handed Sophie the icebox and ran and jumped up and straddled Anthony and gave him a deep kiss. As she pulled away from Anthony's lips she smirked, "Hey Honey, you hungry?"

"Starved," Anthony replied, "I can use some food too." They laughed and kissed again oblivious to the rest of the world.

During this, Benedict was checking Sophie out from head to toe, rather unashamedly as well.

Sophie looked into Benedict's eyes and realised that he had the most beautiful deep blue eyes with gorgeous long lashes, he was actually perfection in the male form and she felt herself growing a little wet in her denim shorts just from looking at him.

Anthony put Kate down and stood there watching the storm that was brewing up between Sophie and Benedict, just then glancing at one another and feeling some sort of magical connection.

Kate finally broke the silence, "oh right…. Benedict this is my friend Sophie, Sophie this is Benedict, Anthony's twin brother."

Benedict smiled as he came out of his dream state, hoping he wasn’t actually drooling or panting at her like she was a bitch in heat and he was a frisky dog as he extended his hand out and replied, "Hey it's nice to meet you."

Sophie smirked, took his hand and smiled up into a sea of blue trying not to get lost there, "Hello, nice to meet you too."

It was as if there was pure electricity going from him and penetrating Sophie deep into her soul as their hands touched she felt a palpable surge through her entire body, it went so deep that she felt it between her legs. "What in the hell is happening to me?" she thought.

"Well honey," Kate started, "Sophie and I have some house stuff to attend to so we have to get going”

Benedict dropped Sophie's hand and both of their smiles were washed away. Neither one of them wanted to end what was going on between them.

Benedict piped up quickly realising he had an in, "Hey Kate, we’re having a little party tonight, a BBQ since the weather is so nice. Why don't you bring Sophie?"

"I already asked her if she wanted to come with me, and she said she would feel out of place," Kate answered truthfully, Kate had asked Sophie if she wanted to come but Sophie had declined, she didn’t really know any of Kate’s boyfriends friends or family and had felt like she’d stick out like a sore thumb and, as had happened before, end up billy-no-mates when Anthony and Kate disappeared into a room to fuck in.

Benedict looked over at Sophie as he smiled a charming lopsided smile that Sophie was sure she was powerless to resist, "Come on, there's nothing to feel out of place about. I would like you to come Please."

"Okay, I'll come," she answered with an underlying meaning, a naughty sparkle in her eye

"Great, I'll expect you there. Don't let me down," he grinned back happily.

Then all of a sudden, Kate grabbed Sophie by the waist of her shorts and pulled her away toward the car. As she walked away, she could still feel Benedict watching her.

As much as she wanted to, she didn't look back until she got in the car. She looked up and he still stood there watching her, mouth open and somehow even at a distance, she could still feel his eyes penetrating her soul. It was as if he could read her deepest, darkest desires, like she had just come alive after years of sleepwalking.

As Sophie began to drive away, Kate sat there and just stared at her looking amused. Sophie was looking out of her rearview mirror trying to get one final look at Benedict before she noticed Kate and asked her "What?"

She smiled knowingly, "Don't say " what " to me, I saw what went on back there. I know there was something going on between the two of you. You two all but fucked right there in the street."

Sophie couldn't help but to smile as she looked into her friend's eyes and she just blinked before she couldn’t stop the words that came from her mouth; "Oh my God Kate! I can't believe I’ve turned down meeting him for the last 6 months!!! He is like literally the Fucking hottest guy I have ever set my eyes on. It felt like his eyes could read my soul! I have no idea what came over me, I have never acted like that around a guy before. It’s ridiculous, the blood just left my brain!

I mean, I've had sex before and enjoyed that sex… but I swear to god Kate whatever thatwas… was a million times better than any sex I have ever had and i’d give all the sex up that I ever had just to experience another five minutes of whatever that was," she said as she finally stopped and took a breath.

“Well then I have a feeling that we’re in for an interesting evening,” Kate laughed. "Play your cards right Miss Beckett, then you might get to experience the real thing” she smirked but Sophie was only half listening.

She heard what Kate said, and it was all she could think about. She wasn’t one to have one night stands, or sleep with a man the first time she met them, though this would be the second time she had to admit to herself but this she couldn’t help but think what would she do if the opportunity arose?

? Deep down she knew the answer to her question. She knew she wouldn't be strong enough to deny Benedict, she wanted him too badly, and the thought of doing something wild and crazy like that got her even more excited.

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Sophie was late picking up Kate. She had a problem deciding what she should wear. Kate told her that the Bridgertons had a pool in their country house garden and Violet, their mum was away and because the weather was so nice, Anthony and Benedict had decided to have a little BBQ with their friends, as was the norm during the summer for them.

Sophie’s father had had a pool in the back garden of their country home and she had a feeling that the Bridgerton’s, were the Bridgerton’s her father knew from years before his marriage and divorce.

Sophie knew to wear, or at least bring a bikini just in case everyone decided to go swimming and made the decision to wear her blue bikini, that fastened on the sides and behind her back, allowing for easier access should it be required. She then put on a pair of denim shorts that were scandalously short and a low cut vest top. She threw some warmer clothes in her boot for when, as was traditional with British summers, it would turn colder.

Kate agreed not to have Anthony pick her up, so that Sophie wouldn't arrive at the party by herself. Anthony had agreed and Kate knew that she’d be stopping at Aubrey Hall and had a feeling Sophie probably would as well, but wanted to ensure her friend had a way home in case things didn’t go the way she expected.

As they pulled up to the house, butterflies started fluttering in Sophie's stomach. She was nervous and excited.

As Sophie and Kate walked into the house, Anthony had been waiting and watching for them and he made his way over and grabbed Kate. "About time!! I thought you guys would never get here."

"Sorry honey, Sophie was late picking me up," Kate whined and Sophie just rolled her eyes at her friend throwing her under the bus.

Anthony led them out to the back of the house and Sophie felt her mouth drop open, it was the biggest garden she’d ever seen . They had the BBQ going, the music was playing, people were milling around chatting and the beer was in an icebox.

Sophie looked over towards the BBQ and all of a sudden her heart skipped a beat.

There he was, Benedict, dressed in a pair of tight jeans, with a blue shirt with the buttons unfastened. He was freshly showered and shaved and talking to a bearded man as he was flipping burgers, a beer in hand, looking every inch a debonair relaxed host.

Benedict was chatting with his friend Henry, actually talking about Sophie and how he was hoping she was actually coming to the party when he felt the same sensation course through his body that he had felt that morning helping his family out.

Henry was teasing him about the way he had described the sensation he was feeling right at that morning and he looked up from the BBQ towards the door and everything stopped, the joke was over as Henry saw Benedict’s face as Benedict’s eyes found Sophie.

There she stood, looking as beautiful and hot as before.

He has been waiting all day to see her again. Hell he had been waiting his entire life to meet her, he was sure of it.

He had felt anticipation in his veins so thick it almost turned his blood to concrete, he had been waiting for her all night, all day… all his life and finally, the waiting was over. He had no idea what the hell was happening to him other than the fact he desperately did not want it to stop. No other person had affected him like Sophie did. Everything about her set all of his senses on fire.

He handed the spatula to Henry with a “you take over” and without another word walked toward Sophie, magnetically drawn to her, like a moth to a flame, his lopsided smile grew as he approached her. "Hey, you made it. I didn't think you were going to come."

"Yeah, sorry I was a bit late picking up Kate but we made it” she smiled sweetly back at him.

Anthony smiled knowingly at Kate and with a look towards his brother he knew the look of fuck off and Anthony leaned towards Kate and whispered, "I think we need to leave them alone…" Kate giggled and they walked away leaving the two of them.

Benedict walked beside Sophie grabbing her a beer and twisting it open as he handed it to her, he had no idea what to say to her so he shoved his hand into his jeans and tore his eyes from her and glanced up at the sky as he tried to work out what to say.

Sophie could see he was as nervous as she was, she felt so nervous that she thought she might pass out.

She wanted to get to know him, she wanted to know everything about him but every time she went to speak her mouth wouldn't move.

Mentally she chastised her self; fuck sake Sophie, talk to him… you’ve waited all day for this and here you are shutting up like some 16 year old virgin. What do I even say to him? That I want to fuck his brains out right here, right now, regardless of all the people watching… Jesus, you can’t say that! you depraved lunatic!”

They started to walk, neither of them really realising where they were going but once they were away, Sophie was still dreaming a little when Benedict broke the weird silence that was going on between them. "So Sophie, do you want to do it?"

She was thrown for a second as she stammered as she wondered if he had actually said what she thought he had said, "Ex…excuse me What?"

He gave her a quizzical and confused look as he repeated his question "What do you do? You know for a living?"

Sophie went bright red completely embarrassed about having her head in the gutter, as she replied, "Oh, I am training to be a Veterinarian, i’m in my last year”

He smiled his lovely lopsided smirk as he said, "That sounds so cool, so I guess you are an animal lover?"

"Yes, a rather mad one. How about you?" she asked

"Yeah, I like animals. I'm just not home long enough to take care of one cause of my art but one day I'd like some pets" he responded. "How old are you, if you don't mind me asking."

"You know it’s rude to ask a woman her age” she teased before adding, “I am 22, nearly 23 what about you?" she asked stopping still

"25," he replied as he glanced back up towards the sky so he wasn’t staring so much as her arse but he hadn’t realised she had stopped walking and he walked straight into her.

If he hadn’t thrown his arms out and grabbed her around the waist, she would have fallen straight to the ground, he pulled her towards him instinctively, her top had ridden up so his hands were on her bare skin and his touch felt like fire the sensation took both his and her breaths away.

Benedict couldn’t help his thoughts, she felt so good in his hands, and felt so soft as the back of her body pressed against the front of his and he felt all the blood started to surge towards his groin.

He prayed for control, but it was quickly fading as she turned and looked up into his luscious emerald green eyes, and that's when the last bit of control eluded him.

Unable to help himself, needing her he brought his right hand up to her cheek, and pulled her mouth to his.

It was a fierce kiss.

The kind of kiss that devours the soul, the inner being. It was deep, it was passionate and it was spiritual.

He pulled her body tighter against his. He didn't know what was happening to him. He's been with women and men before, but he never wanted anyone as bad as he wanted her. He needed her like he needed air. He knew he needed to gain control, but he couldn't figure out how.

Sophie reached up and tangled her fingers of one hand into his thick chestnut hair and pulled him tighter against her mouth as her tongue flickered against his tongue.

She turned in his arms fully in his arms so they would be facing each other. The kiss was as wild and untamed as their hunger was for each other.

He backed her up against the back wall of the summer house. He pressed his rock hard denim cald cock into the soft mound between her thighs as he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing him closer to her.

She moaned softly against Benedict's demanding mouth, the moan was like kerosine to fuel to his fire and any last remnants of control he had, was long gone and he knew there was nothing that was going to stop this now… this was going to happen regardless if there would be regrets later or not.

With his left hand on her arse, hips pressing her into the wall holding her in place, his right hand stroked up her side and under her vest-top. He brushed his fingers against her hardened nipple under her bikini top which caused her to whimper against his lips.

She wanted more so she arched her back to push her breast harder into his hand. She wanted more, and he couldn't deny her, not when he wanted it so badly as well. He pulled the fabric aside so that he could roll her nipple between his finger and thumb. The sensation caused her to cry out as she threw her head back, letting it rest against the cold brick behind her.

"Oh Ben! Fuck! You feel so good. I want you! I need you!" she gasped into his skin, as she began trailing kisses down his neck and nipped his skin with her teeth.

That drove Benedict mad, it was like she knew all the things that turned him on and feeling her teeth on his skin caused him to growl into her neck and he needed to feel more of her.

His hands slipped down from her nipple, and trailed down her body, down her stomach and slipped between her legs.

Sophie’s breath caught as she felt his hands rub her pussy over her shorts, she was in danger of soaking through the demin of her shorts she was that wet. “Please…” she whined and with a smirk he slipped his hand down the inseam of her shorts and slipped his long slender fingers under the seam, sending a blazing fire through her as he inched closer to her destination.

Sophie was rucking her hips against him and the moment his fingers made contact she instantly came, screaming his name “Oh yes! Ben! Fuck… oh god… yes!!” she moaned

Smirking as she was falling apart on him, he moved his other hand, letting his hips hold her in place, he lifted her top and yanked her bikini aside to he took her nipple in his mouth and put his hands back on her arse for better balance as he carried on his exquisite and sensual torture.

His tongue licked the hard nipple, causing her to moan and grind her wet pussy against him. His finger flicked the hard clit, causing Sophie to whimper again, the sensitivity increasing as she raced towards another high...

Smirking into her lips, he pushed his finger into the wet and inviting folds and her breathing became shallower as she began to grind herself, rucking and fucking his fingers.

Benedict could feel the pain in his cock as he was about to burst through his jeans, he needed her and there was no way there were going to be able to do anything else here.

He didn’t want to fuck her for the first time on the outside of a building, both of them were still fully dressed and he knew they needed to move, it was probably one the last rational thoughts in his mind.

He pulled his fingers from her wanting pussy and pulled her away from the wall, she whined but he grinned at her “it’s okay, we’re going somewhere a bit more private” he smirked as he carried her into the summer house they had been rucking up against ensuring he locked the door behind him.

Whilst he carried her, she leaned up and started to kiss his cheek and then she ran her tongue across the light stubble of his jaw to his ear before she sucked on his ear, sending shock waves of pleasure and need all the way down to his hard cock.

He lowered her feet to the floor as he went to a table and turned on a light. It sent a soft light across the room, the curtains were all closed and no one would be able to see in. Benedict turned around as the soft light cascaded across the room onto Sophie, she was glowing in the light and looked even more like the goddess he had through she had been when he had first laid eyes on her.

She was so beautiful, even more so with the hungry yet shy look in her eyes. There was no turning back for either of them. He knew he should stop, but there was no way now, they were past the point of no return here.

As he walked back toward her, Sophie's heart skipped several beat as he reached out and softly took Sophie by the shoulders and pulled her to him, “you’re so beautiful” he groaned as she ran her hands up his stomach and up his chest and shoulders, as she slid the shirt from his body, as he slowly pulled her shirt over her head and both sets of fabric fell to the floor.

Words were no longer necessary as he kissed her shoulders, tugged on the strings of her bikini top and watched as he slid off her shoulders and it too joined their shirts on the floor.

Their eyes met as he turned around and sat on the edge of the bed in the summer house as Sophie stood between his legs, both panting heavily, lust and something deeper in her eyes as he unfastened her shorts and slipped his hands into them and slid them down her hip and down her legs.

He pressed his mouth against the crotch of her bikini bottoms, her scent had filled his nostrils and it was so beguiling and addictive that he had to taste her. Sophie's hands moved and covered his on her hips not only to keep them against her body, but also to steady herself. Her eyes closed as she moaned and arched her back and pressed into his lips, desperate for more.

He slipped his fingers to the bow ties on the side of her bikini bottoms and unfastened them and watched as they slowly slid them down the same trail of her shorts. Sophie slid her feet out of them and kicked both garments to the side leaving her completely naked.

He moved his head back and let his eyes roam over her body, letting them scan over her thighs, her neatly trimmed pussy, her beautiful round and large breast, her slender neck, up to her face, and into her wanting eyes.

Those beautiful emerald eyes, they were pleading with him, begging him to continue and he was sure there was no more beautiful sight in the entire world and he knew there and then he had to make her beg for it.

He wanted to hear it from her, he needed to hear her beg for more.

He needed to hear her voice to tell him what she wanted him to do to her beautiful body.

"What do you want, baby?" The words poured over her like molten lava. "Tell me what you want and I will give it to you. Anything you want… just tell me and I will give it to you"

Sophie hesitated for a moment, trying to regain her thoughts before she whispered, her voice so hoarse she barely understood it, "Touch me. Taste me. I want to feel you. I want all of you."

She reached up and curled her fingers into his thick hair as he brought his mouth back against her wet and hot pussy.

With a smirk of “my pleasure” he ran his tongue over the slit. Sparks ignited and became a ball of fire when his tongue parted her pink lips and found her clit, protruding and desperately waiting for him.

Sophie gasped his name and nearly lost her footing as her legs went weak as his tongue rolled over her clit, his right hand sliding between her legs and rubbing against her pussy as he lapped at her desperately.

She didn't know how much longer she was going to be able to stand up. One of Benedict's fingers slid between her lips and pushed into her wet centre.

"Ben, my legs… I can’t… they’re getting weak, I don't know if I can stand here much longer," she whined

Without taking his hand from her, he wrapped his left hand around her waist and pulled her against his body as he laid back against the bed, bringing her with him, his lips and hands moved from her pussy as their mouths crashed together hard, their tongues dancing in the other’s mouth as Sophie tasted herself on his mouth.

Desperate for more Sophie raised up and straddled him as she took both of his hands and lifted them up and over his head. She slid her hands from his and down the side of Benedict's face, before she slid them down his neck, his chest, as she trailed fiery, hot kisses along those same spots.

She worked both her hands and mouth down his stomach. She stopped and dipped her tongue into his navel, as she started to unfasten his jeans. Sophie felt his hardness through his jeans and could see how hard he was and how he needed to get out of the jeans soon before the button flew off and broke something.

With a wicked smirk, she climbed off his lap and unfasted them, pulling both his jeans and swim shorts down and throwing them across the room with the rest of the clothes.

She got on her knees between his legs and ran her hands up his thighs, her eyes never leaving his as she teased him, running her hands around Benedict's hard cock, but not touching it. Benedict moaned softly, as he moved his entire body from side to side desperate to free himself from the torture that Sophie was causing. Desperate for her to touch him, to relieve him of his need to be touched.

He looked at her, eyes beseeching as he begged "Please!"

Sophie grinned triumphantly as she circled her right hand around Benedict's hardness, and Benedict gasped deeply at her touch. She began to run her hand up and down the long, hard shaft. "Ofh Fuck baby! Oh, yes," Benedict moaned as his eyes rolled back in his head. Her petite hand felt so good against his rock hard cock.

His eyes flew open as he felt her tongue flicking across the top of his cock, her eyes meeting his, as she watched his reactions.

She loved to watch, and she smirked, her eyes never leaving his as she placed the head of cock between her lips and sucked it deeper into mouth, going all the way down to his balls.

Benedict growled loudly, it had been a very long time since anyone had deep throated his cock, in fact he wasn’t entirely sure anyone had taken his cock as well as Sophie was here, she hadn’t even gagged as he felt himself moving further down until she had taken all of him into her mouth. Sophie slid her mouth up and down his long hard shaft, as she ran her hand along the same trail that her mouth followed.

It was the most unbelievable experience and it was something he wanted more of but now he knew, if she did that again, he’d cum and he wanted to fuck her. He needed to fuck her.

He grabbed Sophie's hands and pulled her on top of him. "I can't take much of that, not right now. Later… right now I have fuck you. Please… I want to feel your wet, hot pussy wrapped around me. Oh fuck Soph, I gotta have you, please say I can" he begged as he pulled Sophie's mouth to his in a savage passionate kiss.

Sophie parted her legs and straddled Benedict again, rubbing her pussy against his cock.

The sensation just fuelled the fire burning between the two of them, the need was overwhelming now and they both knew that if they didn’t join soon they’d die. Sophie grabbed the condom Benedict took from his wallet and whilst she wanted to fuck him without it and wanted to feel all of him, this was their first time and whilst it had been a while for her and she was on the pill, she wasn’t sure about him.

She ripped it open with her teeth and slid it on causing them both to groan before she positioned herself back over the top of him and took hold of his cock and guided it into her.

As he entered her, both Sophie and Benedict gasped deeply as he slid all the way into her. Benedict was bigger than anybody that Sophie has ever been with, and she paused briefly to adjust to his size.

Benedict realised what she was doing, and restrained himself from grabbing her and thrusting it hard, he knew he wasn’t a small man and Sophie was quite petite so he had to give her a moment.

When she felt more comfortable, having adjusted to his size, Sophie looked down into his eyes, she realised he was watching her and a smirk le came across Sophie's lips. She started moving up and down his cock, slowly, increasing her speed as she rode him.

They very quickly got into the rhythm of each other gasping the other’s name as they moved in tandem, the exquisite feeling of her walls hugging his cock and his cock hitting all the right places in her.

Needing more, Benedict reached up and took a hold of both of her breasts as she continued to ride him, tweaking both nipples between his fingers and thumbs and she whined happily, her breasts were incredibly sensitive and a big erogenous zone for her and most men left her breasts alone and him doing this to her drove her insane.

“Oh fuck Ben…” She gasped “more”

He quickly grabbed her around her hips and started to thrust deep and hard into her wetness. Sophie hungrily met each thrust before he sat up, savagely taking her mouth in his, not losing the stroke of their rhythm as they continued their frenzied fucking.

Benedict moved his mouth away from hers, and took first one hard nipple into his mouth and then the other alternating between the two but as he continued thrusting into her, he found he couldn’t get deep enough in her for his liking and he could see from Sophie the pleasure wasn’t quite the same.

So he rolled her onto her back and she spread her legs for him to get deeper and deeper inside of her. Benedict continued to fuck her harder and deeper, both of them were sweating, and lost in the moment, their names and the sound of their skin slapping against one another as they fucked.

They never took their eyes off each other. If they weren't kissing different parts of each other's bodies, they looked into each other's eyes, the connection between them was sparking and fizzing and increasing in tempo ready to implode and consume them.

"Oh Ben! Fuck! Fuck!! Yes, oh yes! I am going to cum… fuck… I want… I want you to cum with me… fuck yes! yes, oh Fuckkkkkkkk" Sophie moaned loudly.

"Yeah baby. Oh yes, cum for me Sophie, cum hard for me, my little Goddess. You've driven me crazy all day, now cum for me, squeeze me, fucking cum for me," Benedict demanded.

His words were all she needed, she screamed, her back arching from the bed as she screamed is name as he screamed hers, both of them exploding and white stars appearing behind their eyes as Benedict thrust harder into her one last time and help it, as Sophie ground herself again him, the fireworks coming off between them as both of them, for the first time ever, came with the other person. It was simultaneous, magic and loud as it seemed to last forever, suspended in one perfect moment.

Once they were spent, Benedict relaxed and gently lowered himself down, carefully so not to squash her and never wanting to stop touching her, as they laid there quiet for a few moments, while they caught their breath, and gained some composure and feeling back in their bodies.

The whole thing had been out of this world.

Sophie was the first to move as she reached over and kissed him on his forehead, and Benedict looked up into her bright green eyes and smiled. "That was incredible," Sophie whispered, her voice a little hoarse

"That was beyond incredible," Benedict replied. “It’s never been like that before”

"So what now?" Sophie said unsteadily, nerves now creeping in, they had spent the last hour or so fucking like rabbits and she had no idea what to do next.

Benedict lifted himself up onto his elbow, resting his cheek in his hand. "What do you mean 'what now'?"

"Well we literally just met today. We've only known each other for a few hours, and we already fucked like rabbits… So, now what happens?" she asked

"What do you want to happen?" Benedict shot back

"Stop answering my questions, with questions," she pouted at him

He smiled down at her and brushed a hand over her cheek in a gentle caress, his thumb trailing over her adorable pout, "I don't want this to be it… I want to have more of this… I know we should've waited and got to know each other. We should have gone slower, but this was inevitable, I mean… I’ve never felt a pull like this towards anyone ” he paused, dropping a kiss to her nose “But I really don't want this to be a one time thing... Maybe, we can go slower now that we got this out of the way, and really get to know each other....if you want?"

Sophie smiled devilishly, "okay but I don't want that…"

Benedict felt the colour drain from his face in complete shock, surely he wasn’t the only one to have felt this?? "Okay but can I ask why not?" he asked, trying to keep the pain out of his voice, the heartbreak off his face. He was sure he was halfway in love with this woman already and he really didn’t want to lose her.

Sophie giggled, as he hadn’t managed to keep some of the disappointment off his face as she dropped a kiss to his nose this time “I want more also I want to to get to know you, but I also don't want to go slower. I want this too.” she grinned as she trailed her hand up his sweaty, incredibly defined chest, “Besides, you and I know that we can't stop this from happening again anymore then we could have fought it this time."

Benedict laughed brightly rolling on top of her and kissing her softly as he said, "Okay, we'll get to know each other in the process of fucking and making love like there is no tomorrow?"

Sophie nodded, her hands finding his hair and dragging his mouth back down on top of his and it didn't take long for the fireworks to be ignited once again.

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malarkgirlypop · 1 year ago

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Hi there Kate!! Hope everything’s going good? Would you mind doing 1, 3, 8 and 22 for the positivity ask game? Take care my friend 🩵

Hey there Vee xxxx

1 - what is your fav part about being in the fandom?

Well I just love all the creativity from everyone, how are you all so talented may you share with me that would be great thanks. Also we are somehow so similar but then all so different. I don't think I have connected so well with a group of strangers from all over the world. And now we are all so close and it makes me so happy! I get to share some of my fondest interest with people I now am most fond of!

3 - what are some fics that you go back and read again and again?

@next-autopsy Made of Glass, Paper rings @footprintsinthesxnd, @panzershrike-pretz Lanterns after getting all the lore.

8 - your fav hbowar content you've ever made?

Sorry for the self plug but go read MEDIC! it's my baby, Emily is my sweet bean of an OC and I love her to pieces even though I put her through hell sorry Em!

22 - what quotes from the show you would assign to your mutuals?

here we go!

@next-autopsy so that's why they gave us ice cream!

@panzershrike-pretz it's a can of peaches sir!

@sweetxvanixlla I won't eat Malarkey

@xxluckystrike @bucky32557038ww2Lieb and More singing loudly in the foxhole

@whollyjoly crazily driving the motorbike with @land-sh in the sidecar

@georgieluz Tonight is the night, of nights

@ronsparky when you speak to an officer you say sir.

Kinky Ron- WE FALL UPON THE RISERS WE FALL, UPON THE GRASS, WE NEVER LAND UPON OUR FEET, WE ALWAYS HIT OUR ASS HIGHTY TIGHTY CHRIST ALMIGHTY WHO THE HELL ARE WE ZIM ZAM GOD DAMN WE'RE AIRBORNE INFANTRY

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watermelonsandal · 2 years ago

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More Named Students (Life is Strange)

This download is for The Sims 2.

Download: [SFS]

While I try to figure out converting hairs to The Sims 4, here are a couple of Sims 2 projects that I’ve been working on/finalising.

River Shadrake and Rory Watts - If you stop Kate from committing suicide, River S. and Rory W. will sign her “get well soon” card.

Tyron Bentz - Tyron is selling a bike that promises to take you ANYWHERE.

Steve Hackney - Steve claims to be the best singer in Oregon. He’s looking to form his own band.

Ray Sinem: Ray lost his swimming goggles at the school’s swimming pool, and is offering a Bean Hip Cafe gift card to anyone who can find them.

Jaime Romero: Jaime runs the Gamer Guyz gaming club.

Sabrina Sorber: Sabrina runs an anti-bullying support group.

Notes:

One of River’s necklaces requires Apartment Life.

River’s bracelets, Rory’s watch, and Sabrina’s earrings require Bon Voyage.

For anyone who’s curious, Steve’s shirt says “KHOFOCUFF” - go figure.

I tried to include as much of the required CC as possible, but unfortunately wasn’t able to include it all. There are some things that you’ll need to download yourself…

Custom Content Required but not Included:

River: Pendant Mesh Steve: Necklace Mesh ⚫ Bracelet Ray: Pendant Mesh ⚫ Pendant Sabrina: Pendant Mesh ⚫ Pendant ⚫ Pendant Mesh ⚫ Pendant

Images Used:

Prithpal Bhatia

Enjoy!

#river shadrake #rory watts #tyron bentz #steve hackney #ray sinem #jaime romero #sabrina sorber #life is strange #lis #life is strange sims #sims 2 sims #ts2cc #sims 2 cc #ts2 #sims 2 #blackwell academy

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soughthopeoldd · 2 years ago

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parfumnotes · 2 years ago

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1/30/23

I really didn’t mean to go a year without writing. Back in September, I started an entry that I never got back to, so here’s an attempt at a new one.

It was a pretty eventful year in my perfume world, as well as my personal one. 2022 saw us taking lots of little road trips, several of which one or two-nighters. It was nice to see parts of the state we hadn’t before. We got one great 5 mile hike in before monsoon got busy. Not that it rained much here, but the mountains would be too rainy and cold to enjoy.

Onto the goods. I’ve been extremely content (thrilled) with my perfume wardrobe and mostly focused on acquiring some backups of big loves. Some new additions include this creamy, thick vanilla-tonka beauty called Ajmal Evoke Silver.

bitter orange, rose, vanilla, tonka bean, sandalwood

This one smells amazing in hot temps! It’s a change up for me because I’m a big floral lover, and really want bright florals in the heat. Evoke doesn’t bloom as beautifully in cool temps though, and it isn’t at all too heavy for hot weather. This has led me to try warmer scents in warmer weather, even if it is slightly against my preference. It has a milky quality like Armani Si Fiori (WHY did they discontinue it?), which is an addition from early last year.

black currant, green mandarin, neroli, rose, patchouli, oakmoss, vanilla, white musk

I’m very grateful for having received a bottle of Si Fiori before it was too hard to find. Another big love that I was wanting for probably 3 years but could never find: White Soul Gold & Diamonds by Ted Lapidus. Make what you will of the name and sure, the bottle is different.. this is a beautiful piece of work by Francis Kurkdjian. This is another one that develops to the best version of itself in warm weather. It’s like a mixture of a creamier JPG Classique Essence and Alien. Some soapiness, a lot of orange blossom, very dense vanilla. It reminds me a bit of PdM Safanad, though not powdery like Safanad. What it is- womanly in every way.

neroli, mandarin, orange, jasmine sambac, orange blossom, amber, vanilla orchid, heliotrope

I also managed to finally get my hands on Signorina Misteriosa. This is a lovely, milky tuberose-blackberry-vanilla. I love these both! I’d nearly forgotten how much I enjoy juicy berries in fragrance- probably because they can feel too shampoo or body spray like. Not here.

blackberry, neroli, tuberose, orange blossom, milk mousse, black vanilla, patchouli

For fun trip to Arizona last spring, I wore Kate Spade Live Colorfully. I also took along my bottle of Intense Tiare, a sample of Gabrielle Essence (even more gorgeous in heat!), and layered True Gold with Far Away Gold by Avon... but it was Live Colorfully that I attached to this particular trip.

water lily, mandarin orange, star anise, gardenia, tiare flower, coconut, Tahitian vanilla, musk, amber

Being obsessed with banana accords, I had to have D & G The One Essence. I have owned a bottle of the original The One for many years, but made the mistake of wearing it during the difficult time of losing my mother. That caused me to completely stop wearing it in spite of loving it. That wasn’t even a conscious decision but it was having the Essence version that brought it to my attention. I can wear it now, thankfully, and this version is so delicious. One night I wore Essence to bed, and the next morning sprayed Tom Ford Champaca Absolute. The vanilla base amped up Champaca Absolute and the two blended so beautifully that I have worn them like this again.

peach, litchi, mandarin orange, bergamot, lily, jasmine, lily-of-the-valley, vanilla, amber, vetiver

Did I really try to say I didn’t obtain that many new perfumes? Haha I’m not even going to try to list them all here but let’s not forget Prada La Femme. I was given a sample of La Femme a couple of years ago but when I smelled it, it smelled exactly like Dali Wild, which I already have. So this year on a whim, I decided to try it again and was hooked. Bubblegummy-tuberose-honey floral. Could be beachy, somewhat tropical.. very clean and feminine.

magnolia, bergamot, carrot seeds, frangipani, tuberose, ylang-ylang, iris, spices, beeswax, vanilla, vetiver

Another delicious gourmand, warm, powdery, sultry berry-ish scent that I fell in love with is Cacharel Yes I am Fabulous. My friend sent a decant of this for me to try and I used every drop. So good. SO GOOD.

blackberry, heliotrope, milk, hazlenut

My birthday surprise was the gorgeous Ylang in Gold (Edition Speciale) by M. Micallef. I was fortunate to have previously sampled both the original Ylang in Gold and Ylang in Gold Nectar, which I preferred. Then I saw this bottle, the lack of mint of the original and extra fruity notes of both and only dreamed. I’m so thankful to have this beauty- wish they’d make this formulation permanent. It’s smoother, a little woodier but very much about ylang and vanilla. The great thing is that good old Casmir by Chopard is close to Ylang in Gold.

geranium, citruses, ylang-ylang, sandalwood, coconut, vanilla

I can’t not mention Swiss Arabian Shaghaf Oud. This one was on my radar for ages but the reviews were too scary. It was when I smelled something on bubble wrap from another order that something said to just buy it. I had never smelled it before, but a hunch told me that it was Shaghaf Oud. It’s wonderful. Mostly vanilla, praline and oud. I wish the rose was stronger.. but I actually love to layer this with Pure Honey. Can’t get enough..

saffron, oud, rose, praline, vanilla

Another fragrance that I was gifted a sample and fell for is Frank Boclet Ylang Ylang. Goodness. This is very gourmand caramel that shines on the later dry down when the florals come out to play.

mandarin orange, incense, bergamot, ylang-ylang, jasmine, iris, caramel, amber, musk, vetiver

My daughter and I took a trip to the mall one day. It’s funny or sad how little I venture out anymore. On this rare excursion, I was able snag a bottle of Burberry Her Elixir. The Elixir version sits exactly in the middle of Burberry Her and Burberry Her Intense (love) in depth and tone. More milky- most people associate it with milkshake. It’s more girly than the Intense version.

strawberry, blackberry, jasmine, vanilla, amber, sandalwood

Other very worthy mentions I’m enjoying: Michael Kors Glam Jasmine* - Solinotes Ylang Ylang Blossom* - Al Haramain Amber Oud Gold Edition - Mauboussin My Twist - Afnan Souvenir Floral Bouquet

*These deserve their own posts. MK Glam Jasmine is one of the best jasmine scents out there, in my opinion. I have smelled Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge EDT and love it, and while they aren’t exactly the same, Glam Jasmine is hugely satisfying. Long lasting, great sillage. Solinotes Ylang Ylang Blossom has become a favorite easy reach for my insatiable ylang craving. When I first wore it, it reminded me so much of something I couldn’t put my finger on. Tanning lotion and Orchid Soleil, minus the milky (whipped cream) note. You can’t beat that.🌷

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