#nograce

[canisalbus]

Vasco would be lift off by a particularly strong gust of wind because his big ears, but he would ride the winds gracefully.

Machete would be lift off by a particularly strong gust of wind because his flimsy but fluffy stature, and he would roll like catholic tumbleweed with no grace, only guilt.

#nograce #onlyguilt

[newageretr0hippie]

Nice face you got there

[e-munson666]

Pretty Poses Ch3

++Joseph Quinn × Model!Reader++

(A glimpse into your beautiful vacation to Aruba with Joseph)

Content/Warnings ⚠️: 18+ for this series. More fluff, Somewhat language, mentions of alcohol, kissing, smut implied, Joseph is the sweetest. (Again Reader is called Lilly, can easily be changed to yours. Described as brunette)

Pt1 Pt2

Taglist: @kellysimagines @hqtetsurou @cancankiki @nograce-nomercy @k-k0129

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

The flight alone to Aruba was magical. Joseph spared no expense, having lots of fancy drinks and a beautiful 3 course meal brought on the flight for the two of you to enjoy together. The jet was luxurious, and it gave you a lot of privacy, besides the lovely staff checking in every so often.

When you finally arrived at the island it was mid afternoon, offering beautiful sunny views of the beaches and plant life. When you arrived at the private villa Joe booked your jaw dropped. It was hidden in greenery like it was in the middle of a lush jungle, with a beautiful private beach area just for the two of you.

It was fully stocked with all the amenities you could ask for, and Joseph also made sure there were a ton of beautiful native flowers displayed around. "Joseph this place is beautiful" you gasp, touring the inside for the first time, hand in hand with him.

"It really is isn't it. Its actually my friend Jamies vacation home. He was gracious enough to loan it to us for the time being, and we will be pampered and catered to by some of his lovely staff while we are here." Joe smiled down at you, kissing your forehead.

"What should we do first love? Do you want to explore the island a bit? Or do you want to relax here and I'll have Jamies chef come make us some killer food?"

"Can we go see flamingo Beach and then come back and have the killer food?" You ask, batting your eyes as you twirl a piece of his hair.

"Oh ABSOLUTELY we can. You know I can't say no when you bat those pretty eyes at me baby" he responds, peppering your cheek with kisses as you giggle.

*

The time you guys spent at the beach was wonderful. True to its name, there were gorgeous pink flamingos roaming around the beach and water. Joseph snapped several photos of you in the water, feeding the birds, heart swelling every time you looked back at him and smiled.

As the sun started to droop in the sky, Joseph and you made your way back to the villa, cleaning up and getting changed for a fancy personal dinner on the balcony. You felt butterflies in your stomach as you saw him in his beautiful blue suit, and fresh yellow Lillys in his hand.

"You look stunning my love" he says, kissing your hand before leading you to the little table he had set up.

"You look pretty great yourself Mr. Quinn" you smiled, watching his face light up.

The two of you drank lots of wine, taking pictures of each other, giggling, and forgetting the world around you for awhile.

"Look, sweetheart.......there's something I want to ask you" Joe finally gets the courage to say, watching you take another long sip from your glass. You tilted your head quizzically as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a long box. He handed it to you, placing his hands over yours before you could open it.

"I know its only been a short time......us seeing each other.....but I can't imagine a better person out there for me" he says, finally opening the box for you. "Please be my girlfriend Lilly"

Inside the box was a tiny gold chain, with a delicate J pendant dangling from it. You looked up from the box to meet his eyes, welled up with tears.

"Of course I'll be your girlfriend Joe" you squealed, jumping up from your seat and wrapping your arms around him. He chuckled as he reciprocated your hug, kissing the top of your head.

"Let me put this on for you then" Joseph says, taking one of his arms from around you and grabbing the box off the table. You quickly moved your hair out of the way, as he delicately placed the necklace around your neck. When he was finished he spun you around, face beaming at the sight, "that's my girl" he coos, grabbing your face and pulling you in for a long kiss.

"Does this mean we finally get to make it Instagram official?" You joked, watching a smirk spread across his face. "Absolutely it does" he replied.

*

~Lillys Instagram~

LillyxDior: This silly, gorgeous man asked me to be his. Of course I said yes. @JosephQuinn 🥰

*

~Josephs Instagram~

JosephQuinn: This beautiful ray of sunshine is officially my girlfriend. I couldn't be happier my love @LillyxDior

*

"Are you sure you want to do this? The internet is going to freak out" you chuckled as you both wrote out your mushy posts to each other.

"Oh yes love, I'm sure. Let them freak out. I don't want to hide you anymore" Joseph reassures, pressing the post button on his phone and smiling. You pressed yours seconds later.......waiting for the inevitable flood of notifications.

*

And boy did they come.....

"I knew these two were together ❤"

"Joseph looks so happy 😍"

"Of course the two most attractive human beings on earth end up together"

"Shes not good enough for him"

"Who the fuck even is she?"

"Wow Joseph, you could do so much better"

"Joe and a model? Lol that won't last"

"@lillyxdior you aren't even pretty. What does Joseph even see in you?!"

"Y'all are fuckin crazy. Lilly is a supermodel.....Joesph is literally a nobody in comparison"

"She could have anyone she wants and she takes Joseph Quinn from us? Fuckin bitch"

*

"Sweetheart are you okay?" Joe asks, feeling your breath hitch as you lay next to him.

"They hate me Joseph"

"What?! Who?!"

"The fans.....your fans.....they hate me" "look" you say, shoving the phone at him. He looks down at the screen and frowns.

"Who cares baby. They are just jealous"

"Who cares? Look at all this horrible stuff they are saying about me Joe......"

You suddenly felt hot tears streaming down your face, Joseph pulls you in closer to him, whispering little words of reassurance as he tried to calm you down.

"Baby, listen to me. Those people live sad, lonely lives, and have nothing better to do than try to tear down two perfectly happy people. I'm so sorry they are being so mean to you, but don't ever think for a second that anything they say is true, understand?" He finishes, kissing you sweetly.

You nod your head, wiping your eyes as you turn to face him. He offered you a sweet smile, caressing your cheek as he does. "Fuck Instagram, fuck our phones. Let's just shut them off and enjoy the last 2 days of our getaway. Okay?"

"I like the sound of that Joe" you sniffle, leaning over to peck his nose. He chuckles at you, running his hands through your hair as he pulled you closer.

"But first, there's something I've been absolutely dying to do" he says with a wicked grin

"Oh yeah Mr. Quinn? And what's that?" You challenge, brow raised.

With that he lifted his shirt up over his head, letting it fall on the floor before hovering his body over yours, hunger in his eyes as he whispers,

"I want to feel you"

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A/N: I love these two so much. Comment to be added to the taglist!

[hannahsaskya]

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[mom-fit-life]

Hahaha 🤣😂😆 this #yoga pose looks like I totally just face planted on the grass smiling! It's ridiculous. That's what I get for talking while doing a difficult pose. @fit_little_missy #yogimiss #yogaface #faceplant #locustpose #yogi #badyogi #nograce #outsideyoga #yogimom #yogimama #funny

[little-diable]

Taglist @little-moonbeam-666 @tom-rec @marniscoffee @marielahenstra16 @sarareadsstuff @hiddenmushrooms @rebel-blue @oskea93 @metalheadsimp @multifandom-slxt @nograce-nomercy @nyx2021 @vegasrryy couldn’t tag the others

The Devil lures in the Dark - Priest!Jamie Campbell Bower (smut)

You guys know that I love writing priest fics, by now its my trademark, so, I had to pull Jamie into this world. Perfectly matching with his new video. Please reblog if you enjoyed reading this. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: She is set on teasing the young priest, wanting to see him fumble and tremble. But a game with the devil will never end in victory, at least not for her.

Warnings: 18+, blowjob, smut taking place in a church, religious connotations

Pairing: Priest!Jamie x fem!reader (1.6k words)

Header by @hidingsikki

Divider by @firefly-graphics

The devil may lure in the brightest specs of life and in the darkest shadows of darkness, but she wouldn’t give into his calling - (y/n) was sure of it. No matter how much she’d tease the sins formerly screaming her name, no matter how much she’d test fate, she wouldn’t give in. Not without good reasons that is. 

And one of those reasons was currently standing in front of her, speaking to his community as his eyes found hers every now and then. (Y/n) couldn’t bite down her smirk as she picked up on his stammers, clearly distracted by something. Something that drew his gaze to her thighs, exposing more and more of the thin fabric of her panties. 

It was somewhat of a game to her, always had been - ever since crossing paths with the priest. Priest Bower was still relatively young, and handsome, more handsome than any verse of the holy script could ever express. Yet, (y/n) couldn’t help but give into her teasing, no matter how heavenly the man may be. She was blemishing his once pure soul, tainted by the touch of darkness.

“God’s voice is strong. He will lead you out of the darkness, you shall call his name, and he will answer.” The priest bit down on his lip, eyes forced away from her frame. She didn’t need to stand close to hear the racing beat of his heart, threatening to jump out of his chest like an exorcised demon. She didn’t need to speak to him to pick up on his confusion, torn between the pleasure thumping through his veins and the path he was supposed to follow. A path the priest was now straying from. 

“Please step forward now.” For a moment he turned away from the community, reaching for a golden cup filled with wine and a bowl filled with eucharistic bread. One by one they made their way to him, not noticing how his gaze tried to find hers at any given chance,  hoping to keep her from stepping closer.

But (y/n) wasn’t one to obey any rules, always up for some teasing.

Because that’s what she was doing. It was just a bit of teasing. Nothing more, nothing less. At least that’s what she told herself whenever she thought of the dresses she wore around him, the colour of her lipstick or the words she’d speak. All to see him fumble and tremble. 

“Amen.” She spoke the word as she parted her lips, tongue exposed to his bright eyes. He placed the hostice down on the muscle, eyes fluttering close as an almost pornographic - though quiet - moan rumbled through her; putting on a show for the struggling man. And with another smirk tugging on her lips, (y/n) turned away from him with her smirk glued to her lips. 

She had him right where she wanted him.

It was dark out by the time (y/n) entered the church, listening to the sound of her shoes pounding against the ground echo through the holy halls. The church appeared to be empty, nobody was around, neither the priest nor any of the nuns helping him around here. 

A relieved sigh rumbled through (y/n) as she walked towards the confessionary, set on spending a few moments inside of there. And even though nobody would actually listen and take her confession, she seemed to be satisfied by the thought of being so close to God. 

She sank to her knees, interlaced her hands and started praying. One verse after another left her, confessing to her sins, sins she had committed ever since crossing paths with the priest. (Y/n) was too focused on her thoughts, the words spluttering from her lips like the river Jesus had been baptised in. But just like Johannes' guiding hand, pressed against the saviour’s forehead, (y/n) was desperate for a guiding hand.

“Commiting to your sins won’t do you any good, not if you’ll keep on sinning.” Sharp like a blade his voice cut through her, eyes wide as she whipped her head to the side, staring at the man. Priest Bower was standing behind her, arms crossed in front of his chest. No longer did he look innocent like an archangel, no, he had something dark to him. He was the devil in disguise. 

She hadn’t been the one toying with him, it had been him leading the game all along.

“I’m sorry.” It sounded like a question leaving her lips, a question he ignored with the wave of his hand, successfully shutting her up. (Y/n) could only stare at him as he stepped closer, eyes wandering along her features. Priest Bower grasped her chin, forcing her to keep looking at him, her body following his every movement, now perfectly placed in front of him. 

“You’ve been teasing me, that loose mouth of yours that can’t even seem to remember the right verses. And yet you think you’ll get me to kneel for you. Well, look who’s kneeling now, darling.” His bright eyes no longer reminded her of a summer morning, rather a dark river she’d drown in if she wasn’t careful enough. Was she stuck in Sheol? Brought down here by the devil himself?

“Father, I meant no harm, I,” he shut her up with a snarl rumbling through him, a sound so sinister she felt her heart sink in her chest. She’d pay, pay for every teasing word, for every short dress, she’d pay for it all. 

“It’s a little too late for an apology, don’t you think? I can think of better ways to put your sinning mouth to use.” He let go of her, forcing (y/n) to sit still as he undid his trousers, eyes not letting go of her gaze once. 

(Y/n) hadn’t even dared to dream about ending up with him, she had touched herself to the thought of choking on his cock numerous times, harmless dreams, nothing more. But now, as the man was about to turn that dream of hers real, she couldn’t help but doubt her motives. If she hadn’t bought a ticket to hell so far, this certainly was her golden one. 

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You’ve been begging for my attention, well, now you got it.” His cock lay heavy in his grasp, tip bearded with drops of precum, a pearly rosary she’d count one by one, admiring every inch of it. The moment she’d put her mouth on him, hell would freeze, the archangels would stop bickering, and earth would slow its rotation, a moment’s silence for the two lovers that were now getting to know one another. 

She didn’t need to be told what to do, yet (y/n) struggled to part her lips, wondering if this was nothing more but a dream, stuck in a vivid moment that would break apart like the cross Jesus had been nailed against, burnt to ashes in the heat of the morning. His touch felt too real, too raw with his calloused fingertips brushing along her lower lip, easing his way into her mouth. 

Eyes fluttered close as if they were dying in that very moment, inhaling one last breath into their burning lungs. A guiding hand was forcing them to move along, not stopping once as the moments kept passing by. 

Priest Bower’s ringed hand found its way to her head, following the bobbing motion that forced her further and further down his cock. Spit dripped from her chin like rain clashing from the sky, breaking the calm atmosphere that once lingered in the holy halls. But every movement of hers took that spell away, no longer a pure home of God and their belief, though tainted by her sins, allowing the devil to lure in the darkness of this very church. 

Praises spluttered from his lips like verses being read out loud, and yet (y/n) couldn’t focus on his words, barely able to look at him with tears welling up in her eyes. She was struggling, struggling to breathe, struggling to keep bobbing her head, struggling to keep herself from gagging. His cock rested heavily on her tongue, slowing down her once oh so perfected movement.

“My darling, my angel, no one would expect the darkness feasting from your soul. But don’t you worry, we’ll bring your innocence back.” False promises rolled off the priest’s tongue, forcing her to momentarily meet his gaze. He was teasing her, clearly guiding her down the wrong path, yet (y/n) didn’t ever want to let go of him, if the ship would sink, she’d sink with it. 

He parted his lips like the red sea, moans clawed through him, a sound so loud (y/n) feared the stone walls may begin to break, he forced her further down his cock, enjoying the gagging sounds that left her. She felt him twitch in her mouth, indicating his arising high, preparing her for the taste of his, etched into her tongue for the upcoming days and weeks.

Priest Bower came with his head thrown back and his hand tightening its grip on her, forcing (y/n) to hold still. She greedily swallowed every drop of his, cum filling her warm cheeks like an never ending stream of consecrated wine. Only as he came down from his high did he allow her to pull away, catching her breath with her hand pressed to her racing heart. 

“My darling, look at you, greedy for my release. I’ll keep you close, a perfect bait for the devil.”

[chen0193]

French Toast after Morning Mass at St Patrick's Cathedral. With caramelised banana, berry compote, seasonal fresh & poached fruit topped with coconut yoghurt. At our local friendly Fusion Cafe, Jervois Rd. #frenchtoast #briochebread #caramelisedbanana #berrycompote #freshfruit #poachedfryit #coconutyoghurt #fusioncafe #jervoisrd #noairs #nograces #friendly #aftermass #stpatrickscathedralauckland #instafrenchtoast (at Fusion Cafe)

[cuicuidraws]

Not a drawing, but I made a new friend, so I made this gif of her, and I might have possibly lost a friend by doing so :P

[kamilliavalley]

tagged by the lovely @edsbug 💕

love at first sight or slowly growing fond of someone? | love letters or mixtapes | hand kisses or kisses on the cheeks? | understanding each other without words or finishing each other’s sentences? | gazing into each other’s eyes or looking away blushing? | longing to be with someone again or spending every second together? | laughing together or crying together? | someone running their fingers through your hair or gently playing with your hand? | surprise kisses or long tight hugs?

tagging @eddiemunsonsbxtch and @nograce-nomercy

i was tagged by my bestie @wroteclassicaly! i love you girlie ❤️❤️

love at first sight or slowly growing fond of someone? | love letters or mixtapes | hand kisses or kisses on the cheeks? | understanding each other without words or finishing each other’s sentences? | gazing into each other’s eyes or looking away blushing? | longing to be with someone again or spending every second together? | laughing together or crying together? | someone running their fingers through your hair or gently playing with your hand? | surprise kisses or long tight hugs?

i’m gonna tag @littledemondani @2spock @andvys @insearchofnewdreams @josephsgirlsposts @brighteyedbushybrowed @eddiemunsn @bunnygirlcentral and anyone else who wants to!!

[wehavepaws]

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[khaylin27]

Princess Phillie ❤️

Instagram Blurb of DODGERS VS PHILLIES BABY!!!

A/N: Don't tell anyone but I like making the Instagram post more than writing oops 🫣 They're just so much fun to make! Anyway, we have one more chapter to go and this series is complete 😭

Here's to be added to the taglist

Taglist:(crossed out means I couldn't tag you) @eternalsams @angiem219 @mizzysx @xlynnx07 @withakindheartx @lethalbeautiful @atarmychick007 @shanimallina87 @adoringsebstan @mak-32 @nograce-nomercy @brittancqs @luckyladycreator2

[little-diable]

Taglist @missyviolet123 @hbaramas @little-moonbeam-666 @sunwardsss @tom-rec @speedypetee @thefandomstumbler @marniscoffee @littlebitchsposts @marielahenstra16 @steamystrangerfics @m-rae23 @sarareadsstuff @hiddenmushrooms @rebel-blue @oskea93 @metalheadsimp @dennys-employee @nograce-nomercy @nyx2021 @vegasrryy @voidlaheyworld couldn’t tag the others

Hate Me Some More (5/5) - Jamie Campbell Bower

This series is now complete! Last part, here we go. Please reblog and like if you enjoyed reading this. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Jamie and the reader find themselves forced to walk the red carpet, days after his confession. A confession she hadn't replied to, at least no at first.

Warnings: 18+, vaginal sex, blowjob, love confessions

Pairing: Jamie Campbell Bower x fem!costar!reader (2k words)

Header by @hidingsikki

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

“There’s Hollywood’s favourite couple!” The reporter excitedly spoke into the camera as Jamie and (y/n) approached her. Both were wearing smiles on their lips, while holding hands, and if one didn’t know the two personally, they wouldn’t be able to tell how fake their smiles were.

“Jamie, (y/n), it’s so good to see you two! Are you excited for tonight?” She had never been a fan of movie premieres, at least not those that were this popular and big, too many people surrounded her, people that were ready to document her every mistake. (Y/n) felt anxious, forced to cling to Jamie like a child seeking its mothers closeness.

“We definitely are, aren’t we, darling? It’s always exciting to see friends act in movies.” Jamie took the lead, tightening his grip on her waist as he pulled her closer, lips meeting (y/n)’s hairline to press a small kiss to her scalp. She barely spared his words a thought, still focused on the very evening that happened days ago, the words he had spoken and the massive wave of confusion that had rolled upon her. 

While Jamie had proclaimed his love for (y/n), she had turned away from him with tears glistening in her eyes, begging him to drive them back home. Perhaps it had been her anxiety whispering to her, making her believe that he was only set on toying with her heart. Perhaps it had been her uncertainty about her own feelings, unsure if she was ready to stumble into another relationship that could end in a big public mess.

But the heartbroken expression that had tugged on Jamie’s lips, after she had spoken her words, had ripped her heart right out of her chest. And yet he had been lovely to her, making sure that she felt comfortable, while growing the distance between them, not wanting to overstep yet again. 

Ever since that moment, (y/n) had tried to row back, though without finding the right words to speak. God, she wanted him, wanted him more then Eve had been lusting after the forbidden fruit, wanted him more than Holofernes had wanted Judith. Yet, Jamie hadn’t given her the chance to speak to him again, distancing himself from (y/n) before she could break his heart once again. 

“Well, then I hope you guys will enjoy the movie!” With another smile tugging on their lips, (y/n) and Jamie made their way further down the red carpet, deeply exhaling in relief as they stepped into the theatre. The moment the cameras were no longer focused on the two, Jamie let go of her hand, murmuring a small “excuse me” as he disappeared from her sight. 

(Y/n) wanted to reach for him, to cling to his hands and speak the words burning on her tongue like the fire that had burned Troy to its ground. But yet she didn’t move, kept standing still, feeling more out of place than all those weeks ago. 

Both had been boarding the plane this very morning, making their way across the pond to join this movie festival. And while their management had planned every part of this so-called vacation, neither Jamie nor (y/n) had taken into consideration that they’d have to spend even more time with one another than back home.

Slowly (y/n) followed the crowd of celebrities into the movie room, carefully making her way to her seat, where Jamie was already placed. He was speaking to a woman she had never seen before, laughing at whatever the woman had just spoken, oblivious to (y/n)’s burning stare. She didn’t speak a word as she sunk down in her chair, didn’t speak a word as Jamie momentarily looked at her.

(Y/n) prayed for the ground to open up, to swallow her whole to put an end to her misery. A misery she pushed herself into, no one else to blame but herself. Tears glistened in her eyes, tears of frustration, tears of confusion and tears of anger. Anger directed at herself.

All through the screening, she had tried to catch his gaze, needing to feel him close, but Jamie didn’t give in to her advances, keeping his eyes directed onto the screen. Perhaps it was better that way, perhaps they didn’t belong together after all. 

“You can go shower first.” Jamie murmured, eyes focused on his phone. Both had just stepped into their hotel room, bodies burning in exhaustion. (Y/n) didn’t move, didn’t dare move away from him as if she was scared he’d evaporate into thin air and disappear right in front of her eyes.

“(Y/n)?” Jamie repeated her name, phone long forgotten as he moved closer, cupping her warm cheek. Only now did he seem to notice the tears welling up in her eyes, only now did he truly seem to notice that she was choking on her words. 

“I,” a deep drag of air was inhaled into her burning lungs, eyes struggling to keep focusing on his now blurred frame. “I am so sorry, god, Jamie. I love you so much, but I am so scared.”

Silence. Nothing but silence. A brooding silence that could remind one of the crackling air before a thunderstorm was about to hit, a silence one would only stumble upon at a graveyard. Jamie’s eyes wandered over her features, the eyes that twinkled thanks to her lingering tears, the lower lip that was slightly bleeding because she had buried her teeth in it.

“Go, take a shower, we’ll talk later.” (Y/n) only shook her head, murmuring his name, not wanting to give Jamie the chance to move away.

“No, I need to make this right, that’s the least you deserve. I was scared that you were just teasing me, I didn’t want to end up with a broken heart all over again. But, I’d do it for you, would give into any heartbreak if it meant ending up with you. I love you, Jamie, more than anything.” He pulled her in for a breathless kiss, pushing her as close as possible. Jamie’s hands wandered down her sides, slowly undoing her dress, while (y/n)’s hands found their way around his neck. 

Both moved towards the big bed, Jamie helped her out of her dress before he shrugged out of his suit, gasping in surprise as (y/n) gave him a push back. With Jamie’s back pressed against the mattress, she found the chance to sink to her knees between his outstretched thighs. Her hands wandered up his legs, eyes not breaking their contact once; not as she reached his clothed erection, palming him through the fabric; not as she pulled his boxers down his legs, freeing his hardening cock.

It felt like an apologetic act, having to make things right, and yet (y/n) couldn’t wish for a better position to end up in. She spat into her palm before she wrapped her fingers around him, slowly pumping his cock, allowing Jamie to adjust to the sensation. Soft moans guided her like a siren singing a sailor ashore, begging (y/n) to pick up the pace of her movements. 

Her mouth found the tip of his cock, red and bearded in pearly drops of precum. His taste lingered on her tongue, etching itself into the strong muscle, a taste she’d never forget, (y/n) was certain of it. Jamie’s loud moans vibrated through her body, buzzing through every vein like poison stretching itself through her system.

His ringed hand reached for her scalp, supporting the bobbing movement of her head as she pushed him closer and closer to the edge. He twitched in her mouth, begging her to add more pressure to her touch, a silent begging she instantly followed. (Y/n) tighten her grip around him, pumping the parts her mouth couldn’t reach, gagging whenever he jerked his hips, not able to hold back. 

“Fuck, your mouth’s so sinful.” Jamie murmured his words, interrupted by yet another moan rumbling through him. “But, fuck, need you to stop, I want to cum inside of you, darling.”

The words shot shudders down her spine, clit pulsing in need for Jamie and his touch. He pulled her into his lap, clothed core rubbing against his erection. Both moaned in unison as their bodies met, chasing the closeness this intimate moment offered. Jamie’s hand found her throat before he flipped them around, pinning her to the mattress like a hunter about to snap their prey’s neck. 

“You’re mine, forever mine, I’ll never let you go.” It was a silent promise spoken in a heated moment, though a promise that etched itself into both their souls. A promise they’ll cling to. A promise they’ll remember in the depth of the night. 

“Forever yours, fuck, I need you, Jamie.” (Y/n)’s moans clawed through her without any shame lingering in her system, guiding him closer. His lips found hers once again as he helped her out of her bra and soaked panties, exposing her naked body to his hungry eyes. Cold fingers teased her bundle of nerves, he circled her clit a few times before he brushed two digits through her slit, collecting drops of her arousal. 

“Gonna fuck you now, and then I’ll fuck you in the shower, and then on the balcony.” Jamie murmured his words as he studied her for a moment, painting pictures in his mind that were even darker than his words. A moan bubbled out of her at his words, hoping that he’d keep his promises.

Jamie aligned himself with her heat and with one last kiss pressed to her lips he pushed into her. Her walls eagerly clamped down on his cock, relieved to feel him stretching her once again, a feeling (y/n) found herself addicted to. Two of his fingers parted her lips, pressing down on her tongue, forcing her to suck on them.

He didn’t hold back, fucked her raw as if he was set on reminding (y/n) what he could offer her, if she’d let him. An offer she took like a greedy woman lusting after gold, gold only Jamie could offer. Both clung to one another, her nails left marks on his shoulders while his rough thrusts left marks on her hips, forever reminded of this very moment.

Hell could open up, demons could call their names, and yet Jamie wouldn’t dare let go of (y/n), wanting to relish in her heat. His cock forced her walls apart with every ferocious thrust, skin slapping against skin, a moment so raw, a moment so real.

There was no need for words, no need to express what both were oh so clearly feeling. Pushed together like magnets, like rafts meeting on the endless seeming ocean. And yet they still had one another, forever linked together. 

Her walls had a vice grip on his cock, desperately keeping her close as her orgasm started rocking through her. (Y/n) moaned his name, sound rolling off her tongue. Jamie couldn’t help but admire her, staring down on her as he fucked her through her high, not wanting to let go just yet.

Only as (y/n) seemed to relax underneath him, did Jamie allow himself to cum, imprinting himself on her walls. Both kept close, allowing the moment to pass before they let go of one another. Jamie rolled off her, only to pick her up a moment later, carrying a chuckling (y/n) towards the bathroom, placing her down on the toilet seat.

Warm water began to fill the bathtub, inviting the two in that slowly but surely seemed to realise that their lives would now change. They had promised one another eternity, forever together, no longer forced to hate one another some more, though loving like ancient couples.

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New Year, Big Surprises

Blurb of DODGERS VS PHILLIES BABY!!!

It was New Year's Eve, you and Miles arrived in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to spend New Year with Miles's family. You loved Miles's family and you were excited to give them their gifts since they couldn't make it to LA for Christmas.

"Thank you Auntie Y/N and Uncle Miles for my gift." Amelia, Miles's niece, gently hugs you since you were holding her newborn brother, Oliver.

"You're welcome, little bug." You look at her and smile. " I have another surprise but you have to bring everyone to the living room." Amelia nods yes and gets each family member one by one to the living room.

" You look good with little Oliver over here Sugar," Miles compliments how calm you're kept Oliver. " I can't wait to tell my family our big surprise!"

" Me too," you tell Miles as all of the family came into the living room.

"So what's the big surprise?" Miles 's dad, Mike, asks you two. Miles takes invitation sized cards out of your bag and gives each family member one.

"Here's our little surprise." Miles says to his family as they open their cards.

"OH MY GOODNESS! Y/N YOU'RE PREGNANT!!" Miles's mom, Merry, gets up and hugs you. "Congratulations you two!"

"No wonder you wanted to take care of Oliver for a bit." Miles's sister, Dana, figures out. "You guys wanted some practice."

"Sort of but I also want him to know who his favorite aunt is." The whole family starts laughing at your comment.

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