#kiss me hard and soft

[ninetyninedays]

Charli xcx’s 32nd Birthday Party

pictures taken by The Cobra Snake on Saturday, August 3rd in L.A.

[knottedhearts]

Inspiration: B.E.

The sound of Billie’s voice filled the room, raspy yet melodic, as she leaned back in her chair, her lips brushed the mic in front of her as she worked on the chorus of Lunch, her newest track. She had been stuck on one part all day, and it was driving her crazy—but in true Billie fashion, she made even her frustration look effortlessly sexy.

She pulled the headphones off, tossing them onto the desk with a sigh before spinning her chair around to face you. Her eyes flicked over your face, a mischievous glint dancing in her gaze.

"Y'know, Y/n," she started, her voice dripping with playful charm. “You’re kinda distracting me right now.”

You blinked, caught off guard. “I’m not even doing anything, Billie,” you protested with a laugh, leaning against her bedpost.

She smirked, spinning her chair slowly back and forth. “Exactly. You’re just standing there, looking all cute and innocent. How am I supposed to focus when you’re over there stealing all my attention?” Her voice dipped into a teasing tone, making your cheeks flush.

You rolled your eyes, fighting a smile. “Pretty sure you’re the one distracting yourself.”

Billie raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying this. “Oh, is that how it is?” She leaned forward in her chair, elbows resting on her knees as she looked up at you. “I don’t know, babe. Maybe you should help me instead. Wanna be my muse?”

You tilted your head, trying not to let her flirtation completely derail you. “What do you need me to do? Write the lyrics for you?”

She laughed, her head tilting back for a moment before her gaze snapped back to yours, intense and almost daring. “Nah, I’ve got the lyrics down. I just need... inspiration.”

Billie stood up slowly, the chair creaking behind her. She closed the small gap between you two, her hand brushing your arm, the touch light but deliberate. “You know, the kind of inspiration only you can give me, Y/n.” Her voice dropped an octave, sending a shiver down your spine.

You tried to hold your ground, but her smirk made it impossible. “Billie, focus,” you managed, though your resolve was slipping.

“Oh, I’m focused,” she murmured, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. Her lips quirked into a smirk as she leaned closer, her breath warm against your neck. “Just not on the song.”

Your breath hitched, and Billie laughed softly, clearly satisfied with how flustered you’d become. She stepped back, her grin wide as she plopped back into her chair. “Alright, alright, I’ll behave—for now. But if this song turns out to be a hit, just know you’ll be in the credits for... inspiration.”

You crossed your arms, biting back a grin. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it."

Billie was back in her chair, headphones on, her voice soft as she hummed the melody of Lunch. Her focus was intense, brows furrowed slightly as she replayed the same section over and over, tweaking little details. The soft glow of the desk lamp nearby cast warm light across her face, highlighting the curve of her jaw and the little pout of concentration on her lips.

You watched her for a moment, the sight of her so immersed in her art pulling at something deep inside you. It wasn’t fair how effortlessly she managed to look this good. And now you wanted to tease her back.

Quietly, you got up and moved toward her. She didn’t notice at first, her mind still wrapped up in the music. Placing your hands gently on her shoulders, you leaned down, close enough for your breath to tickle her ear.

She flinched slightly, pulling off one side of her headphones and glancing up at you with a crooked smile. “What’re you up to, babe?”

Instead of answering, you leaned in closer, pressing your lips softly to the side of her neck.

Billie froze for a second, her breath catching in her throat. Then she let out a low laugh, her voice huskier than usual. “Oh, you’re gonna play it like that?”

You didn’t stop, letting your lips trail lower, planting soft, lingering kisses against her skin. She tilted her head slightly, giving you more space to work.

“Y/n,” she breathed, her tone a mix of teasing and surrender. “You know I’m supposed to be working, right?”

“You’ve been working all day,” you murmured against her neck, your voice low, “I think you’ve earned a break.”

Her laugh was breathy this time, her hands reaching up to rest lightly on yours as they gripped her shoulders. “You’re trouble,” she whispered, though there was no real heat in her words.

You smiled against her skin. “And you love it.”

Billie turned her head slightly, just enough to catch your gaze, her eyes dark with something unspoken. “Yeah, I do,” she said softly, her lips quirking into a small, wicked smirk.

Billie’s smirk faltered as your lips trailed back down her neck, slower this time, teasing. Her breathing grew heavier, and the way she gripped your waist made it clear she wasn’t as unaffected as she tried to seem. You let your hands slide from her shoulders to her sides, your fingers tracing small, deliberate circles over the soft fabric of her shirt.

She let out a shaky breath, her head falling back slightly against the chair. “Y/n,” she murmured, your name coming out in a low, drawn-out moan.

You grinned against her skin, letting your teeth graze her neck before biting down gently, enough to make her gasp. Her hips shifted slightly, and her hands moved up your sides, her touch warm and firm.

“Babe, fuck” she said, her voice breathy and filled with a mixture of amusement and frustration. “You’re killing me right now.”

You chuckled softly, your lips brushing against the spot just below her ear, knowing it would drive her crazy. “I thought you liked distractions,” you teased, your voice low and smooth.

Billie’s breath hitched as you nibbled lightly at her neck again, your hands squeezing her sides just enough to make her shiver. Her fingers curled into your shirt, gripping you like she needed something to hold onto.

“God, you’re such a tease,” she whispered, her tone laced with both annoyance and desire. Her head tilted to the side, giving you even more access as a soft, barely audible moan slipped from her lips.

That sound sent a rush of warmth through you, and you couldn’t resist letting your hands explore further, sliding under the hem of her shirt to feel the smooth skin of her waist. Her breath hitched again, and this time, she didn’t even try to hold back the soft moan that followed.

Her hands found your wrists, not to stop you but to slow you down, as if she needed a moment to catch her breath. “You’re really not gonna let me finish this song, are you?” she said, her voice cracking slightly from the way her breathing had quickened.

You leaned back just enough to look at her, your lips curling into a satisfied smirk. “Do you want me to stop?” you asked, your tone playful but daring, like you already knew the answer.

Billie’s eyes met yours, dark and filled with something that made your heart race. Her lips parted as she shook her head slowly, her voice soft but firm. “Not even a little bit.”

Her words spurred you on, and you leaned back in, pressing kisses along her jawline this time, letting your hands trace up and down her sides in slow, torturous movements. Her moans became more frequent, quieter at first but growing louder as you found all the little spots that made her squirm.

The tension in the room was electric, every touch, every sound pulling you both deeper into the moment. Billie’s hand slid up to the back of your neck, her fingers tangling in your hair as she tilted her head back further, practically inviting you to keep going.

“You’re unreal,” she murmured, her voice rough and full of emotion. “How do you do this to me every time?”

You couldn’t help but grin against her skin, your lips trailing back to the curve of her neck. “Just lucky, I guess.”

[l3viat8an]

Putting a collar ‘n leash on Lucifer <3

[heathcliffvu]

💕

Follow me on X: https://x.com/heathcliffvu/status/1817596545283522873?s=46&t=U-z3-euYIcRbZWVl_iTIHg for more Lycawise in the future ✨💕

[ddodol]

I am a firm believer that seunghan has a high sex drive but also gets easily drained after the 2nd round and I also believe that he would have a hard time to match the freak of a freaky gf when she asks him for more rounds and he just starts to playfully sway you while he holds you close to him and you’re like “i could literally be riding you rn” and he’s just smiling bc he knows he’s too sensitive but he also wants to go for another but also sensitive and when he gives you the go signal YOU JUST GO CRAZY ON TOP OF HIM and he has to fight back the load he’s gonna pop again :////

i can see it and i love it ! i always picture seunghan as someone that takes their time with foreplay, kinda like my headcanon of sohee and taro, so he'd always be rock hard and raring to go. first round is just him completely exhausting himself, misplacing all his energy onto overstimulating you and chasing after his own relief </3 seunghan strikes me as the type to watch your expression carefully because he wants you to cum before him </3 so the second round will be torturing him a little lmaoo he'd be so whiny and sensitive, even vocalizing how he wishes you'd just cum for him. he'd crash down on top of you right after, catching his breath with a playful smile on his face because he knows you hate it when he lays on top of you :((

you'd know that it doesn't take much to get back at him, rolling him over and straddling him. seunghan would be too exhausted to stop you though, wincing when you give his length a squeeze. seunghan would enjoy teasing you while he recovers, letting his mouth run as he watches you on top of him.

[kiwicidios]

◌ . 🎀︵ㅤ   ฺ  ๋ (^_^♪)

[mblue-art]

heyyyyy sliding into your ask box just to say a snippet of a thought

imagine if lust learned your language fot you, just think about how much he could use that against you and how he'd call you soft nicknames like mahal o bitwin? -from your local country hiiiii!!

a,,,,ANON.........HIII TY FOR CRUMBS BUT ALSO

anon iam goign two cry my heart will burst (/pos) if he finds the time to learn my language and does all that i

o(-< 💘💘💘

[luffyttaro]

[slutyl1feornol1fe]

[whaliiwatching]

the shore was kissed by sea and mist… tenderly

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big inspired by this post <3

[rielzero]

Just some homosexual ranting idk

ok my brain is officially cheese do not take this as my average blog post thanks- (melting)

I wanna draw more vampire kisses but with a lot of blood but I'm also tired af and working on the next mincomic sigghhh (gotta be PATIENT)

gonna be 2 entire acts before they are vampire smooching, before that its just dumb half elf and vampire smoochin

BUT WE'RE NOT EVEN THERE YET, LIKE GONNA BE +10..? COMICS BEFORE THEY EVEN WANNA SMOOCH CANONICALLY AHHH im sufferinggg ajhjhfkhgkh

AHSHAHDFGH

also there's gale smoochies eventually, cry.. I wanna draw him better but I think I'm starting to get bored of their current outfits, might be why I'm annoyed? idk gay moodswings are weird.

anyway comic teaser (unfortunately I can't put my entire ass into work this week as I'd hoped, sucks to be me)

assssssss *deflates and becomes a cadaver or something*

[knottedhearts]

Birthday Girl: B.E

Summary: You surprise Billie for her birthday!

The room is dimly lit, with only the faintest morning light sneaking through the curtains. Billie is sound asleep, her soft face relaxed, her dark lashes brushing her cheeks. Her mouth is slightly parted, and her dark brown hair spills onto the pillow. She looks peaceful, like a painting you don’t want to disturb. Her breathing is steady, her arm draped loosely over your waist.

It’s her birthday today, and you’ve been planning something special. You gently lift her arm and slip out of bed, careful not to wake her. She stirs a little, furrowing her brows but doesn’t open her eyes fully.

“Where are you going?” she murmurs in her husky morning voice, eyes barely open. It’s so soft, it makes your heart melt.

“I’ll be right back, love. Just go back to sleep,” you whisper, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She hums softly in response and snuggles into the pillow, already drifting off again.

Once you’re out of the room, the mission begins. You grab your keys and head to the bakery to pick up her birthday cake. After that, you call her family—Finneas, Mama Maggie, and Dad Patrick—making sure they’re on their way. Claudia confirms she’s bringing her camera to capture every moment. Then, you text her closest friends—Zoe, Jane, and Ava—making sure everyone’s set. The plan is coming together perfectly.

When you get back home, Billie is awake but still lounging in bed, scrolling through her phone. Her oversized hoodie swallows her, and her hair is adorably messy. She looks up as you walk in, her lips curving into a soft smile.

“Where’d you go?” she asks, her voice still raspy, making you smile.

“Nowhere you need to worry about,” you tease, leaning down to kiss her. She raises an eyebrow, playfully suspicious but lets it slide.

While Billie lounges, you set up the living room with decorations. Black and neon green streamers, balloons, and a banner reading, “Happy Birthday, Billie!” are hung up. The cake is carefully placed on the table, surrounded by her favorite snacks. One by one, her family and friends start arriving. Everyone speaks in whispers and giggles, excited for her reaction.

When everything’s ready, you tiptoe back to the bedroom. Billie looks at you with a curious expression as you hold out your hand.

“Come on, birthday girl,” you say with a grin. She narrows her eyes playfully but takes your hand, letting you guide her.

As soon as she steps into the living room, everyone jumps out with a loud, “Surprise!”

Billie freezes for a moment, her eyes wide with shock, before a big grin spreads across her face. “What the hell?!” she exclaims, her laughter filling the room. Her cheeks flush pink as she takes in the decorations, the cake, and the people she loves most gathered around her.

“You did all this?” she asks, turning to you, her voice filled with awe.

“Of course,” you say softly. “Happy birthday, Billie.”

She wraps her arms around you, burying her face in your neck. “You’re the best,” she whispers, her voice cracking just a little.

The rest of the day is filled with laughter, music, and love. Billie’s friends share stories, Finneas plays an acoustic version of one of her favorite songs, and her mom and dad tear up during their birthday toast. Billie blows out the candles on her cake, makes a wish, and smiles at everyone around her.

As the party winds down and everyone says their goodbyes, Billie pulls you close, her tired but happy eyes sparkling.

“This was perfect,” she says. “You’re perfect.”

You smile, resting your forehead against hers. “Only because you make it easy to love you.”

She kisses you, soft and slow, her gratitude in every touch. It’s a birthday neither of you will ever forget.

[lyn-ne]

HIT ME HARD AND SOFT

[lonestardust]

Soulmates.

[star-spangled-man]

yeah just so you know, i am never moving on from this album <3

[littlepiinkhood]

I guess everyone has their own way of showing affection. But sometimes I wish it didn't hurt so much to be loved.