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justmeinatree · 2 years ago

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04 - Made Of Something New : Mexico

Summary : you meet niall in your hotel bar. and there’s an intense connection.

previous part /// jump to pt. 1

TW : smut, period sex, choking, cheating (not on you, but none the less)

Word Count : 7k

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GIF : @horansqueen

August 21 - Mexico City, Mexico

“decided what you’re getting ?” your coworker asks as you look over your menu one last time. you’re seated in a small cafe in mexico city with 3 of your coworkers, using up your 2 hour break to grab some lunch.

“yeah, think i’m settled,” you smile as the waitress rounds the corner, taking everyone’s order.

you zone out a bit as the others start talking about a game on tv last night. you take in the small patio you were currently sitting at, vines growing through the trellis above your head. it created a thankful relief from the sun as your entire time here had been blessed with above normal temperatures. and it was august. which mean very hot in the middle of mexico city.

you were thankful that your work wasn’t too hellbent on what the marketing team wore, claiming that individuality and being comfortable in your skin made better sales people. as long as it stayed professional, of course. so you were in flowy cotton pants with a tanktop tucked in, your blouse tucked into your bag during your break.

as the waitress brings your drinks, you nod a polite “thank you,” taking a big sip and unlocking your phone. yeah, you probably should have been mingling with your coworkers, but it was your break and you really didn’t care about their conversation. so you checked out completely, scrolling through your instagram.

you flick through a few of your friends stories before noticing a story from niall’s private account. you’d been checking regularly since your agreement’s been made 9 weeks ago.

niall’s been on tour throughout the summer, but as luck would have it, he’s coming nowhere near your hometown. and so far you’ve travelled twice for work, none of them coinciding with his whereabouts.

you bite your lip, thumb hovering over his story for a moment before checking it. it still feels a bit odd. like you’re checking up on him. he told you that he posts a story with his location to his private account, every time he goes somewhere new. something that he’s always done for his mam. thinks it’s only fair that his mother always knows where her son is. it’s endearing really.

but well, now you have this privilege as well. so that you and niall have the opportunity to sneak off into your own little bubble. the weight of the meaning behind this doesn’t go unnoticed to you. he doesn’t do it to update his girlfriend, he does it to update his mother and you. gives you shivers just thinking about what that means.

and your breath catches in your throat when the location tag on niall’s story reads “mexico”. just that. the country. he could be anywhere. and judging by the photo, he’s not in a city. he’s somewhere remote, not seemingly many people around. and he’s so tanned. your breath picks up just looking at him.

dont get too excited, gotta find out where he even is, you think to yourself, replying to the story.

“hey niall, see you’re posting a very helpful location tag lol. i’m in mexico city ! -xx”

you close your phone then, as the food arrives, enjoying all the flavours of this culture. one huge perk of travelling for work, in your opinion. you never shied away from going to the authentic restaurants, having a taste of whatever the waiter recommended. it was almost always, absolutely delicious.

however, your mind races as you eat. this is the first time you’re reaching out to niall. the first time your plan is effectively put into motion.

you’re honestly a bit scared, this agreement you two made is heavily reliant on you. you’re the one that keeps up with him, and you’re the one that reaches out when locations coincide. what if he doesn’t want to see you ? what if he feels pressured to see you ? you both woke up this morning thinking this would be a normal day. and with one click over to his story, all of a sudden, it’s not.

you chance looking at your phone again when everyone’s just waiting for the bill, two instagram notification making a small smile spread across your lips.

“petal, hi. it’s so nice to hear from you again ! i’m not too far out of the city, super small town that i come to whenever i want to get away. a taxi can take you here ! -nh”

“that is, if you want. sorry, i got really excited. totally understand if you dont want to get into a taxi and drive off into the middle of nowhere. i can always come to you. -nh”

you smile wide at your phone, not a care in the world who notices. you read over the part about him being excited and all of your previous worries wash away. biting into your bottom lip, you write out a reply.

“i can come to you, like the idea of sneaking off into the middle of nowhere mexico. love me a good dose of danger.”

“truthfully though, i think it would be nice to get out of the city. i have one more work presentation, then i can head back to my hotel and get ready. send me an address. -xx”

you pay for your food, walking back to the company’s offices, seeing niall’s reply with an address and a “can’t fuckin wait to see you my beautiful girl” which makes your heart flip.

you copy the address into maps, seeing where exactly this is, and it’s a good 45 mins far outside of the city. you know you’ll be getting there too late for dinner, so you make a quick mental note to grab a little snack for the taxi ride.

the rest of your day goes by fairly uneventfully. you spend 3 hours leading a marketing meeting with nothing other than the looming events that you know will take place later swirling around your brain. you head back to your hotel as soon as the meeting’s over, having a shower and getting dressed into another pair of flowy cotton pants and tanktop. it kept you cool and in this heat, you needed all the help you could get.

your hair is thrown up into a messy bun, strands left loose framing your face. you make up a small bag of things you may need, toothbrush, spare clothes, etc. and you silently thank all the gods for making today your final work day. your flight tomorrow doesn’t leave until late afternoon, giving you plenty of time.

you buy yourself a snack from the vending machine on your way out, getting a taxi and opening up your instagram. you give the man the address and quickly type out a message to niall.

“leaving my hotel now. i’ll text you when i get closer. if you never hear back from me, send a search party lol -xx.”

you get a reply from niall almost instantly,

“i’d send the biggest search party mexico’s ever fuckin seen. see you soon sweet girl x -nh.”

you smile to yourself, that warm fuzzy feeling that niall brings into your life, finally making a comeback after 9 weeks. you couldn’t wait to see him, feel him again.

most of the car ride is quiet, the radio in the front playing too faintly for you to really make out what’s playing. you spend a lot of the time admiring the scenery as you get further and further out of town. the sun is practically setting, which makes it all the more beautiful.

you pull into the small town niall’s in just around sunset, the air still warm from the day, sky turned bright pink, orange and hints of purple.

“i’m in town, i’ll be there in a few minutes -xx”

as the driver drives up in front of the address niall had given you, you notice a small house, gate wrapping around the property with grape vines growing through. and just as the driver puts the car in park, niall comes waltzing through the gate, smiling wide as he sees you in the back window.

niall taps on the passenger window, the driver rolling down the window, niall waving at him, thanking him for driving you so far out, and handing him a neat little stack of money. “for your troubles, buenos noches.”

he turns to your door, opening it for you and taking your hand to help you step out. “didn’t have to do that, i was gonna pay him,” you hum, feeling a bit bad, and hoping he doesn’t think you expect him to pay for anything.

“hello niall, so nice to see you, i missed you tons,” he mocks jokingly, a small smirk pulling at his lips.

“hello niall, it’s so nice to see you, i missed you more than i could ever fuckin explain,” you smile back at him, feeling niall’s hands settle on your hips, pulling you into him.

your arms go to wrap around his neck as you freeze momentarily, hearing a family walk down the street, headed for town.

niall notices your hesitation, and he realizes why, pulling you even closer, his arms wrapped tighter around your waist, “s’okay petal, dont have to worry about anything over here. s’why i love this place so much.”

“so i can do this ?” you ask, arms wrapping around his neck, getting up on your tip toes to slot your lips with his.

the kiss is heated, pulling a groan from deep inside niall’s chest, his hands slipping from the small of your back to squeeze into your hips, feeling the twitch in his cock as your both pressed so close together.

his hands glide down over the swell of your ass, down to the back of your thighs, picking you up. instinctively, you wrap your legs around him, his arms coming around your back again to support you.

niall nibbles into your bottom lip as he starts to twirl in the middle of the empty street, making you giggle. “fuck, i missed you,” you feel niall humming against your lips, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, giving him a soft kiss.

you knew what he was feeling. it literally pains you both to say goodbye, like something deep inside is pulling you to him and you need to resist it and walk away. but the moment you’re back together, that emptiness in the pit of your stomach, in the pit of your heart, goes away.

niall puts you down, feet firmly planted into the ground, “wanna take a little walk ?” he asks, “grab some dessert ?”

“that sounds absolutely amazing,” you hum, as niall’s arm wraps around your waist, pulling you against him as he slowly starts leading you down the street. “been craving sweets all day, dessert will be perfect.”

he laughs at that, squeezing you tighter to him and kissing the top of your head. “you’re in for a real treat, then. there’s this place, 20 minute walk from here. i go there every time i’m here, they make the best food !” he explains animatedly, the look of excitement almost comparable to that of a toddler with ice cream. “it’s just an old couple that owns it, they cook everything themselves ! their kids and grandkids run everything else, such a sweet family.”

you smile, watching him, taking in all of his emotions, the tan on his skin, how relaxed he seems compared to the other times you’ve seen him. “i can’t wait to see it ! you make it sound like you come here often.”

“three to four times a year,” he nods. “s’my favourite place. it’s such a secluded little town, they dont really know who i am. i’m just niall here, the random but really friendly irish lad that visits from time to time,” he chuckles, adding, “no one really comes here. unless it’s the local’s family members or friends.”

“how did you end up here then ?” you ask, hoping not to sound pushy, just genuinely curious and intrigued at this little glimmer into his life. his real life. it’s nice to know him like this, it’s not just an electrifying, down to the core, connection, and really amazing sex. it’s more personal, and it makes it seem so much more real. even just seeing this calm, giddy version of niall makes your heart throb in your chest. you love knowing these things, and you want to learn more, much more. but it also makes you crave what you can’t have.

niall shrugs, thinking back on it, “s’kinda stupid really. i was in mexico city, years ago, and had some time off. so i rented a car and drove off just to see what was out there. i pull up on this town, hungry as hell, so i stopped at the little cafe. fell in love with the food and the people, and thank god too, because after my meal, the car wouldn’t start ! had to stay the night until the mechanic in town could track down the parts. started coming back regularly after that. the house you pulled up to is mine actually. there’s no hotel here or anything, figured i needed a place to stay. this is sort of my get away. no one knows i have that house. everyone knows i love visiting mexico, but they dont know that i come here. s’my little secret.”

you were already walking up to the town, if you could call it that. it was the one cafe, a school, a repair shop, and a store. niall was holding the door open for you as you’re still grasping what he’s just opened up about. are you really the first person that knows about this place ?

and well, you dont really have a moment to dwell on that, as a lady in her 40s approaches you both, “niall ! we always knew you’d find yourself a nice lady ! welcome dear, so nice of you to come visit our little town.”

she throws herself at you in a big hug, as you look over at niall, making him mouth, “please go with it.”

“oh, where are my manners,” the lady smiles, pulling away from the bear hug she had wrapped you in. “my name is rosa,” she turns her head towards the back of the small space, screaming out, “mama ! get out here mama ! papa ! niall’s brought a lady !” rosa turns completely to storm off into the kitchen to fetch her family.

you look over at niall with wide eyes, his face broken out into a large shit eating grin, as he shrugs, “sorry, they’re really excitable when new people visit their town. and they’ve been buggin me about finding a girlfriend and all that. i keep this life totally separate. they don’t know about -“ he cuts himself off, looking at you with worry, and is that sadness ? in his eyes.

niall knows that you know what the situation at hand is, but he still feels guilty. and oddly enough, he feels more guilt for you than anyone else. and that worries him to no end, but he can’t think too hard about that now. he’s never consciously mentioned her to you, he’s not sure at all how you’re about to react.

“niall,” you hum quietly, taking his hand in yours. “i know what i signed up for.” stab. niall felt that right in his heart. what you signed up for. he’s a giant prick. but he wants to be selfish with you. wants to let himself have this one. he doesn’t want to consider any of the alternatives.

“you dont have to stress it, s’just comfort, and friends, and sex, yeah ?” you smile, not meaning a single word you’ve just said. you know you’re developing feelings for him. you’re not naive enough to deny yourself that truth. but you have to keep it zipped away from everyone, especially niall. if this secret gets out to anyone, every bit of your relationship with niall is gone forever.

niall doesn’t have a chance to respond, as the entire jimenez family trots out of the kitchen in pure excitement, chatting with you and niall, introducing themselves and explaining a bit about their town and their restaurant. eventually, you both take a seat on the little patio outside, the last peaks of light illuminating the sky, and an intricate pattern of fairy lights hanging above, brighten up the space.

you let niall order for you, excited to see what he thinks you’ll like, but also to share something that he’s so passionately excited about. the food was fantastic, the place and the people made it somehow even better.

as you step back out into the street, niall’s arms wrap around your waist, pulling you to him, “thank you for being here. thank you for coming, i should say. before i met you, this felt like my only safe space. and now, i honestly feel like you’re a safe space too. i dont know what it is, like a feeling deep in my bones that tells me everything is good with you. drop all the walls,” he chuckles. “let yourself be. just like i can here. and it’s a crazy feeling having both the safe spaces together.”

you take a deep breath at his confession, feeling your heart grip itself like a vice. you’re swallowing down the frog in your throat, needing to stay composed for him. you were feeling extra emotional today, not sure why. maybe just being with niall brings it out of you.

“i’m glad i can be a safe space for you niall,” you smile, his face inching towards yours. “i love that you can come to me. i love that you can feel comfortable enough to bring me here.” you were going to keep going, but niall’s lips cut you off. slotting with yours as a low moan leaves his throat.

your kisses always feel so good. what is so different about you ? a kiss is a kiss, no ? lips and tongue. but kissing you, felt like nothing niall’s ever felt before. he can’t explain it, can’t put his finger on the feeling. it’s warm. it’s fuzzy. it makes his heart ache. but it’s not a bad ache. it gives him butterflies. but he’s not nervous. excited. excited butterflies. happy butterflies.

“c’mon,” niall murmurs against your lips. “lets go back before i give this poor old mexican family a real good show.”

you giggle, a slight blush creeping up on your cheeks, cuddling up into his side as he leads you back to his house. he asks you how you’ve been, what you’ve been up to, if you’d been travelling for work, genuinely curious about what’s happening in your life.

listening to you talk about your small town back home, the life he never really knew you lived, gave him so much perspective and understanding. he needs to stop seeing you as this almost mystical fairy like creature put on this planet to make him feel comfortable, to give him the escape he so desperately craves.

but the more you tell him, the more he’s so glad he’s moved away from that image and can now put a story to you. a human trait. you really are a completely normal, beautiful, caring, kind person. and it absolutely fucks with his head and emotions even more.

niall leads you through the gate, following a little path through a large garden that makes up the front yard. as you both walk inside, you take in the quaint little cottagey feel to the place. it’s small, a living room, kitchen, and what you assume is a bedroom and bathroom down the hall.

the knowledge of this being his getaway space has your mind reeling as you look around. the living room consists of a couch, covered in throw pillows, all in different shades of muted colour. some brunt oranges and dark teals, mustard yellows and deep purples. you cant wait for the opportunity to sink into it.

in the corner of the room, niall has an old style record player table, the far wall filled floor to ceiling with vinyls. much of which look quite used if the wear and tear on the sleeves is anything to go by. there’s a small tv in the other corner, bunny ear antennas on top of it.

“what do ya think ?” niall smiles at you, a bit of a smirk on his lips, catching your roaming eyes.

“i love it, so cozy. and homey,” you murmur, smiling at him.

“c’mon, i’ll show you the rest,” he nods down the hall, leading you to the bedroom, with an ensuite bathroom. you figure if he always comes here alone, he doesn’t need much space.

the bedroom is a reflection of the living room, more muted colours on the bed, some plants in the large window. niall points towards the door on the opposite side of the room, “the bathroom’s through there. i hope you don’t mind the tight space, never ever have visitors.”

“i dont mind at all, i love it here, honestly. you’ve really made this a perfect little getaway place,” you smile, walking up to him, getting on your tiptoes, arms wrapping around his neck to kiss him.

niall responds right away, hands landing on your hips, leading you backwards towards the bed.

you momentarily pull away from the kiss, “sorry, can i just use the washroom real quick ? really gotta pee,” you giggle shyly. the worst moment to ask, but you hadn’t used a washroom since you left your hotel. and you definitely wouldn’t mind a little freshing up after that long cab ride.

“‘course you can,” niall pats your bum, “i’ll be waiting for ya.”

you step into the bathroom, noticing a fairly large walk-in shower, with a small sink and toilet off to the side. you set your bag by the counter, making your way to the toilet to have a quick pee, and “fuck,” you mutter. your period.

well niall isn’t the reason your emotions are on high today, and it surely explains the sweets cravings. but now what ? what are you supposed to tell niall ? you know what he’s expecting next. it feels like it’s part of the deal, comfort and good sex.

you reach for your bag, getting yourself organized and freshening up for a moment at the sink. taking a big breath to calm your nerves, you step out of the bathroom, to notice niall sitting in the middle of the bed, back against the wall, flicking through his phone.

he smiles, hearing you step out of the bathroom, his eyes filling with concern when he looks you over. niall can sense that something in you has changed. you seem nervous, scared, and a little awkward. those are not feelings he ever wants to see etched on your face.

“what’s wrong, petal ? are you alright ?” he asks quietly, shuffling to the edge of the bed, reaching for your hand to pull you forward between his legs.

you chuckle, shaking your head, “can’t believe i have to tell you this. fuck, it’s so embarrassing. if i knew this was gonna happen, i probably wouldn’t have reached out in the first place.” you watch his eyebrows furrow in confusion before mumbling out “i started my period.”

niall’s face floods with relief, shaking his head, “that’s all ? christ, you had me worried something was really wrong. thought something happened and you wanted to leave.”

“no, no,” you rush out. you dont want to leave at all, you were worried he wouldn’t want you to stay the night if it meant no sex. “i dont want to leave. it just kind of ruins our next plans.”

“doesn’t have to,” niall smirks up at you, his hands rubbing over your hips as you’re standing between his knees. “can always lay some towels down. or we could skip the mess and go right in the shower,” he offers.

you groan slightly, biting your lip. you’d honestly never had period sex before. but you were so so horny, you were thinking about caving in. but you’d also just started your period, and in all honestly you felt kinda gross.

niall notes the hesitation in your expression, watching your brain reeling. “dont have to, petal,” you coos soothingly, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles. “honestly, i would not for a second be upset if we just cuddle and listen to music or something. that would actually be amazing, cozy night in.”

“you have no idea how horny my period makes me,” you chuckle, a strong blush taking over your cheeks over the embarrassment of admitting that fact about yourself. “but i also feel kinda gross right now, and i’m just really not sure which option i’d prefer. cuddles and music sounds amazing. fuck, i dont know.”

niall stands straight up, tugging your hand towards the washroom you just exited from, “c’mon then. you feel gross, all the more reason for a shower. we don’t have to do anything you dont want to, really. lets just stand in the water, i’ll scrub you nice and clean. even massage your back and shoulders.”

his willingness to help has you smiling wide as you look over at him, “you’re really something else. not many people have ever actively tried to make me feel better during this time of month.”

niall pulls you into him, arms wrapped around your body as he leaves a series of pecks over your lips and jaw, “you’ve been around the wrong people then love.”

truth is, niall feels bad. he needs to start showing you that you’re not just some sex toy to him. you’re everything. everything he’s never known how much he really needed. he needs to appreciate you more, christ he cannot lose you now. not after having such a small glimpse of what you can truly do for him. right now, he’d give you the fucking moon, if you asked.

“why so good to me ?” you murmur, looking up at him.

he leans his head down, nose brushing against yours, “because you’ve been so good to me. and i’ve been dying for an opportunity to do the same for you. wanna make you feel just as good as you make me feel.”

you bite your lip, eyes fluttering shut as your forehead rests against his. niall’s hand comes up to cup your jaw, thumb tugging your bottom lip from your teeth, lips pressing to yours in a sweet kiss.

as he pulls away, he turns to start the shower, keeping his back to you as he strips and steps into the water, “do whatever you need, i wont look.”

your heart bursts a tiny bit more at how considerate he is. he knows it’s a bit awkward for you. hell, it’s only the third time you guys are even together. he’ll give you this bit of privacy, not wanting you to feel any ounce of discomfort.

you step into the shower behind him, letting the water wash away anything you didn’t want niall’s eyes to see. your hands run up his back to his shoulders, giving them a squeeze, “thank you. you’re good to turn around.”

he slowly turns to face you, smiling brightly, eyes on yours as he reaches to cup your jaw with his left hand, right hand falling on your hips. “you’re so fuckin beautiful,” he coos, pulling you into him, lips slotting with yours.

your arms reach up to wrap around niall’s neck, getting on your tiptoes to reach properly. his arms wind themselves around your waist, holding you to him as he groans against your mouth, pulling away breathlessly. he rests his forehead on yours, “let me take care of you, dont wanna get distracted.”

you blush, nodding, getting back down flat on your feet, one hand gliding down to cup niall’s jaw, pulling him in for another quick kiss.

he groans again, playfully frustrated with you, biting your lip to pull on it, letting it snap back into place. “stop it,” he grumbles teasingly. “promised to wash you, give you a massage. then we can do whatever you want.”

you pout playfully, making him step right up to you again, left hand cupping your jaw, his thumb pressed up under your chin to make you look up him. he ghosts his lips against yours, “you wont regret it, i’ll make it really good for you.”

as he pulls away, his thumb slowly drags its way down from your chin to the base of your neck, before he reaches for a bottle of soap and a loofah.

you groan to yourself silently, your body on absolute fire. you were so horny and fuck, he has no idea what kind of effect he has on you.

niall fluffs up the soap under the running water, turning to you with a bright smile. “c’mon, where shall i start.”

you laugh, putting your arm up, letting him rub the soapy loofah over your hand, all the way around your arm, up to your shoulder. he rubs small circles into your collarbone, across the top of your chest to your other shoulder and down your arm.

he swipes the loofah back up your arm, settling on your chest and stomach, watching your nipples pebble under the foaminess of the soap. and fuck, he’s dying to lick them.

niall hooks the string of the loofah on his wrist, cupping his hands to pick up some water and letting it fall over your chest, the soap dripping down to your feet. his tongue is immediately on your nipple, licking over it in languid strokes, switching over to the other side, sucking it into his mouth.

you moan, your knees feeling weak, hands reaching out behind you to find the wall, as your body leans against it. it all happened so fast, your brain takes a moment to register what’s happening. but, fuck, it felt good. and you were so incredibly horny. the entire day felt like a tease, just waiting to see him.

“sorry pet, got distracted,” niall chuckles, pulling away from you, hands settling on your hips, making you turn around to face the wall.

he plants your hands onto the cool surface on either side of your head, grabbing the loofah again and dropping down into a crouching position, your bum right in his face.

he playfully nibbles into the swell of your bum, making you squeal as you jolt, both of you laughing, before niall gets back to work. he nudges your legs apart, rubbing soap over them, paying close attention to your ass, before standing up and soaping your back.

he drops the loofah to the ground, using the soap on your back to make his hands glide as he starts working over your muscles.

niall starts with your shoulders, thumbs working into your neck and shoulder blades. he takes his time, loosening all of the knots, your shoulders visibly relaxing.

his hands keep working down your body, focusing on the small of your back, waist, and hips. it felt amazing having him work at your muscles like this. and it was turning you on to end, on top of it.

niall was getting a rise out of this too. feeling your skin in his hands has always been electrifying. but having this opportunity to really explore you, really focus on feeling you, it was almost magical to him.

plus, he loves watching your body. he’s always thought you were so beautiful. but now, watching your skin pull and ripple under his touch. the little hums and sighs leaving your parted lips. the way you’ve completely relaxed. the way your body moves, almost as if it’s chasing him, every time he touches you.

most of the soap is gone now, the water having almost completely washed it away. niall’s hands settle themselves on your hips, bringing his forehead down to your shoulder, leaving a series of small pecks against your skin.

“wanna kiss on you now a little bit. s’that okay ?” he asks quietly, not wanting to ruin the comfortable silence.

“mhmm,” you hum, nodding. your eyes are closed, body heavily reliant on the wall in front of you. you’re not sure anyone’s ever made you feel as good as niall can.

he uses his hands, gently on your hips, to turn you around, making you lean back against the wall, tilting your chin up to look at him, as he leans down to slot his lips with yours.

niall was savouring this, taking his time with you. he’s never had a moment to really cherish you, and he’s revelling in it.

you hum, your hands roaming from his chest to his stomach, hips, and back again. the fluttering feeling of his lips trailing over your neck, shoulders and chest had you in shambles. you were so relaxed, feeling so good, every ounce of grossness completely washed away.

you have no idea how long niall spends kissing you, you’re so lost in the moment. the soothing feeling of the water drip drip dripping over your skin. the relaxing feeling of niall’s hands massaging into your hips. the calming feeling of his lips ghosting over every inch of you he can reach.

you were so zoned out of it, you dont notice the moment your hips roll towards him. almost like a silent plea.

but niall does notice, his lips settling on your neck, sucking a soft bruise, his cock achingly hard from all the light teasing touches.

his prick nudges between your legs, humming quietly against your skin, “can i just- can i please ? fuck, i need feel you so bad, sweet girl, please.”

you find yourself nodding, hips pressing more against him, unable to hold off anymore. your body completely electrified by all the touches.

niall’s hand slips down to your thigh, hooking it over his hip, the other hand between your bodies to line himself up with your entrance. his jaw goes completely slack, eyes screwed shut, forehead pressed against yours, as his cock settles itself deep inside you.

“fuckin christ, so tight pup,” he groans breathily, his body shuddering. he was sadly mistaken in thinking that choking you would be the tightest squeeze he’d ever feel. “so fuckin wet like this,” he murmurs, lips ghosting against yours.

hearing that makes your body go rigid for a moment, suddenly very conscious of the fact that you’re on your period, and that’s absolutely why you’re so wet. probably wetter than you’ve ever been.

“dont be nervous, petal,” he whispers into your skin, his breath making you shudder. “s’just me. you’re not giving me my red wings, dont worry about it.”

you giggle quietly, leaning your cheek against the top of his head in a silent thank you. thank you for being understanding. thank you for not making you say it out loud. thank you for being so comforting. thank you for being him.

niall rolls his hips into yours, your head leaning back into the wall as you moan, “fuck, it’s so good.”

he keeps a slower pace, not wanting to overwhelm you. his hands roaming your body, massaging any bit her can reach, his lips still trailing kisses over your chest, shoulders, neck, and jaw.

your body was trembling, so oversensitive from the overflow of hormones coursing through your body. for a moment, you wonder why you’ve never given into the temptation of sex during your period.

but you really cant focus on that too long, niall’s cock driving into the spongey spot inside you, your eyes rolling back. a loud moan escapes you, your cunt clamping down on his member for a moment.

“fuck, puppy, m’not gonna last long,” he groans against your ear, nipping at the shell. “feel so fuckin good, such a good girl for me.”

“niall,” you whimper, feeling so much pressure buildup in your body. “need to cum, niall please.”

you feel niall’s fingers make their way to your swollen clit, rubbing rhythmic circles, your legs starting to shake, as your moans get louder and louder.

“c’mon pup, cum for me,” he moans, holding back his own high. he needs to feel you first, needs to make you fall apart for him.

his other hand slithers up to your throat, not bothering to ask anymore, his fingers gripping tightly, making you cum instantly.

your body gives out as your orgasm rips through you, knees buckling, niall’s weight pressing you to the wall, the only thing holding you up.

niall thinks he blacks out for a moment, your cunt clamping down on his cock harder than he’s ever felt. his head is swimming as his ribbons of cum shoot their way inside you, as he gasps for air.

you breathe deeply, trying to catch your breath, a few silent tears rolling down your cheeks from the intensity of it all. your hormones surely aiding the emotional side to you at the moment.

niall’s arms worm their way around your waist, holding your body against his tightly, the only thing keeping you up. with his forehead against yours, he murmurs mindlessly, “you’re the absolute best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

a few more silent tears cascade over your skin, niall taking notice, kissing each one away. “please tell me those are happy tears,” he whispers against your cheek.

you giggle, nodding your head, “the happiest.” you truly dont remember ever feeling this good.

niall’s nose gently flicks over yours, his lips slotting with yours in a quick kiss, before slowly pulling out of you.

you watch him step into the stream of the shower, swiping away any remnants of your arousal on his prick. watching some of the water turn red as it makes its way down the drain, you hum quietly, “really doesn’t bother you ?”

he looks over his shoulder at you, eyebrow quirked, “should it ? s’just a bit of blood. couldn’t care less,” he explains, turning back forwards, towards the water.

you smile, joining him in the water to clean yourself up as well, “you’re something else.”

“so are you,” he smiles back, kissing your shoulder, before shutting the water off, stepping out and handing you a towel.

you make sure to dry off quickly, not wanting to stain the towel, niall heading off into the room to give you some privacy.

as you step out into the room, he hands you one of his tshirts, “here. if you want to wear this to bed ? probably feel cozier than your clothes from earlier.”

you smile, slipping his shirt on, the hem coming down mid-thigh on you. the smell of niall envelops you, your eyes fluttering closed momentarily. the feeling of being wrapped in him constantly is slightly overwhelming. in the best way.

he leads you over to the bed, getting cozy with you, asking a question he’s had on his mind for the last couple of hours. “earlier, you said that if you knew you were gonna start your period, you wouldn’t have even gotten in touch. why’s that ?”

“wasn’t sure you’d want to see me if we couldn’t get to the sex part,” you shrug, admitting honestly. “not sure you know this, but not many guys are jumping at the opportunity for period sex.”

you can feel him shaking his head against yours, as you’re currently using his chest as a pillow. “i just want to see you,” niall answers honestly. “s’not about anything specific other than you.”

you hum, smiling at his answer, cuddling more into him as your eyes grow heavy. niall’s fingers carding through your hair, the steady bomp bomp bomp of his heart, the rhythmic up and down and up and down of his chest, all lulling you to sleep beautifully.

you slowly wake to niall crawling onto the bed, rubbing over your shoulder, “petal, s’starting to get a bit late. want you to be able to eat before it’s time to go.”

you blink your eyes open, smiling as you see him, your eyebrows furrowing when you notice what’s around him. he’s brought a dinner tray with two plates, each of them having a stack of blueberry pancakes, some bacon and eggs on the side. a bowl with a large variety of cut up fruit, a coffee and an iced coffee, along with two glasses of orange juice.

“hope this is okay,” he hums, a bit nervously. “i put some pain meds right there incase you needed. also, remembered last time saying you couldn’t believe the room service menu didn’t have iced coffee. so i hope that one’s okay.”

“niall,” you murmur, smiling at him, pulling yourself up carefully, into a sitting position, a little taken aback by how this visit has been. “i dont think anyone’s ever taken care of me the way you have.”

you lean over to kiss him, your hand tangling in the hair at the back of his neck, adding quietly, “honestly, i feel like this time, you were my safe space. i really understand it now.”

the more you think about it, the more you realize how important you’ve both become to each other. fuck, maybe you were supposed to be sitting in that bar, in vancouver, all those months ago.

you lock eyes with him, needing him to feel the emotion, the power, the intensity, behind what you say, “and, i want you to know that i’m not going to be the one to ever stop this agreement. it’s going to have to come from you. because now that i really know how this feels, i never want to take it away from you.”

Part 5

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madisonmccoy · 5 months ago

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Teo Tomczuk tells us about the next season of Rykter!

https://730.no/forteller-om-neste-sesong-teo-tomczuk/%5C~%5D

SOMMERFJAS with Teo Tomczuk

By Tayiba Haji

3 July 2024 at 15:47

Teo Tomczuk sits down with SOMMERFJAS 😎 🎵 ☀️

(y’all this one needed a lot of cultural context to understand properly so you can see my personal explanations/rambling below in red lol)

“Fellesferien” has officially started (this is also known as general staff vacation in English, a practice where all employees at a workplace have time off at the same time, and in Nordic countries this typically takes place during warmer months like August). And while some people turn their sights towards the South (warmer/more southern countries in Europe), others are settling in well at their Norwegian cabins.

The next man out for our Summer column is Teo Tomczuk (born in 2006).

You may know him as Mathias from the NRK series “Rykter”, but in his spare time Teo is also very involved in music.

[730.no](http://730.no) had a chat with the Bergen native about his summer favorites. As well as what we can expect from the highly anticipated third season of “Rykter”.

Hi Teo! Do you have any exciting plans for the summer?

“I am going to play some concerts in Poland, and travel around Poland a bit. And I am going on vacation to Croatia with my best friend! It's a bit funny because all the “russegruppene” in all of Norway are going there exactly when we are going there."

(Russegruppene, or Russ groups, describe groups of students in their final semester of high school that celebrate the tradition of Russefeiring, or russ for short. This happens over a period of several weeks leading up to summer, and it is basically a continuous party commonly linked to drunkenness & public disturbances. It's also a tradition for the students to wear special overalls for the event, usually red or blue. Many groups choose to rent or buy party buses to drive around during this time. This tradition is unique to Norway and is an interesting read for those unfamiliar with it!)

Lovely! What kind of style do you go for in the summer then?

“I wear a lot of black clothes even though it's summer.”

What does the perfect summer day look like for you?

“A cabin trip combined with a fishing trip! And making music in the evening.

What movie/series did you last watch? And what roll of the dice do you give it?

“I saw The Fall Guy in the movie theater, it was very well made. The entire production. Dice roll 6!” (The roll of the dice is a Norwegian rating system for media, with 1 being the worst and 6 being the best)

Speaking of cool productions: Has the third season of “Rykter” been recorded?

“The third and fourth seasons have actually been recorded!”

Wow, so cool! What can we expect from the new season?

“You can expect a lot of love, broken hearts. Many try lots of new things and find out who they are. Mostly they get to know themselves. There will be a lot of identity stuff!”

Do you have any tips on what someone could do on a rainy day?

“I live in Bergen, so I'm used to that. The fish bite more when it rains. And make music of course.”

Do you have a favorite restaurant that you just have to visit in the summer?

“Mammas Kjøkken!” (Mom’s Kitchen)

How are you at parties?

“I'm the one who tries to put on 70s rock, haha! I’m really not the biggest party type then.”

What can we expect from you on the music front?

“I try to find my own sound. I developed a new style of pop rock that I think people can vibe with. There will be more international music, a bit of everything.”

What is this summer's vorspiel (pre-game) anthem?

"Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin”

What is this summer's nachspiel (afterparty) anthem?

"The End - The Doors”

(Vorspiel and nachspiel are German words that are used in Scandinavian countries to mean pre and after party)

What song is best to dance to?

“Lonely Boy by The Black Keys.”

What is your darkest party memory?

“I broke a tooth once haha!”

Huh?

“Yeah, it was crazy. I was going to open a bottle. Fortunately, it went fine in the end.”

Luckily! Do you have any good tips for the day after a party?

“In Poland we have a soup that grandmas and moms have often made over the years. It's damn good the next day. And just drink lots of water before and after.”

What do you spend the most money on in the summer?

“Probably beer!”

Who would you most like to meet this summer, and why?

“The best thing would be to meet my role models.”

And who are they?

“Many of them have died, but of the ones who are alive: Alex Turner and Ozzy Osbourne.”

(ALEX TURNER MENTION !!!)

Have you ever had a summer fling? Or is there anyone who counts as one this year?

“Not this year, but I've had ones in the past. It's best during the summer, that’s really when it’s the nicest.”

Can you send us some random photos from your camera roll this summer?

Thank you so much and have a happy summer, Teo!

“Likewise!”

#rykter #rykter nrk #rykter spoilers #rykter cast #rykter season 3 #teo tomczuk

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shawnflowers · 2 years ago

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noooo i totally didnt post this earlier whattttt … anywho this has been in my head for a while now i think it’s so sweet. this is gonna take place after wm12 bc emo 🤌🏼 anyway enjoy have fun *nose boops*

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ content: fluff <3

it was 1am by the time the show was over. you were tired, you had a long day the next day, but sleep was absolutely the last thing on your mind.

you watched wrestlemania by yourself, saving yourself the embarrassment of screaming in glee when your boyfriend won his match.

shawn is now the wwf champion, an achievement that was once a dream. how could you not be excited for him? you only wish you could be there for him in person but it just couldn’t work out with your schedule.

so, no, you weren’t in the same time zone and your anxiety festered on for the little sleep you would be getting but it just didn’t matter. what mattered was when he would eventually call you. he’ll probably be on his way to an afterparty very soon, which is fine, you just hope he hasn’t forgotten about you. you just want to hear his voice.

time kept ticking away without the shrill of your phone filling your ears. you got changed into more comfortable clothing, slipping on one of his t-shirts that landed just below your butt. after fifteen minutes of no calls, you made sure to sit right next to the phone as you continued to watch tv. however, your eyes began to droop shut and your body started it’s descent into heaviness as your brain traveled to dreamland.

but then your phone rang.

you sprang up, reaching for the receiver and nearly knocking over your lamp in the process.

“hello?”

there was a beat of silence. “hi, baby.”

“congratulations! i’m so proud of you.” you tried your best not to scream as to not wake your brother up, but it was damn hard. “you’ve always been the champ in my eyes.”

you could hear him chuckle through the line. he probably had his best shit-eating grin on, which, normally you couldn’t stand because it always came with him being cocky, but right now you couldn’t care. who cares about a grin when he’s the new champion?

“thank you. what time is it, are you tired?”

“oh, me? no don’t worry about me i’m fine. so, tell me about it, tell me how you felt.”

“it was incredible, exhilarating, unbelievable, and so many other words i can’t even think of right now. i always thought i looked good wrapped up in gold, but this… this is something else.”

you smiled at that. “that’s good, honey. do you think i can wear it one time?”

“sure, next time i see you. when… is that again?”

“next week. friday to be exact and i won’t be leaving your side for a while,” you hummed, twisting the phone cord around your finger.

“i’m counting on it.”

“are you, though? i don’t think you’re prepared for what i have in store for you.”

“oh? and what’s that, baby?”

you giggled, feeling your cheeks begin to heat. you’re never this brash on the phone but you’ve missed him and all pent up energy is finally coming out. “well, first-”

you heard some rustling on his end of the phone, followed by muffled voices. you heard the voices come a bit closer, determining one of them to be hunter. “shawn?”

after a brief moment of silence, you could hear shawn groan before he eventually spoke again. “shit, sorry. i’ve gotta go, we’ll continue this conversation tomorrow, okay? i’ll make it up to you.”

you faked a sigh, almost as if you were disappointed. but in reality, you knew this moment would be coming. “okay. just one last thing you should know, i’m not wearing any underwear beneath your shirt. have fun!”

“what—” and then you hung up, giggling to yourself, imagining his jaw being slack in disbelief. you’re sure you’ll have to hear about this tomorrow, but for now you sleep, dreaming of him.

#first bit of writing in a year bear with me 🙏🏼#wwe #wwf #wwe fanfiction #shawn michaels x reader #shawn michaels

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pjisskullourful · 1 year ago

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𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼

➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶

🌼Damiano × reader

part 24 of ?? [parts 1-23]

NSFW 🚨 kinky unsafe dirrrty adultsonly playtime

° Damiano David/female reader insert

wordcount:: 7,854

° request ×3, original anon request for corruption kink damiano, helpful anon suggested clit jewellery& another anon sent in: What would Damiano’s reaction be to his girl posting a really hot thirst trap pic on Instagram? I personally can’t decide whether or not he would be cheeky and comment something like “new lock screen” or if he would get super fiery, possessive or jealous over it [requests are open! but commissions are priority, secure the fourth spot in my cue here!]

° thankyou for all the feedback on the last chapter! feel free to send your ideas to be added to the menu!

After celebrating Christmas with just Damiano, you had departed to spend time with your family, and he had done the same. While he was back in his hometown, you and your family had travelled to Greece.

You didn't have to go back to work until next week and your parents were paying for your hotel room - there was very little for you to worry about right now. You had been getting into the laid back environment of your beachside hotel, spending a lot of the sunny days in the heated pool. There had been some fun outings with your family, eating large servings of the delicious foods.

Of course a lot of this had been documented for social media. You had put two posts on Instagram, one of them had been a carousel of landscapes and cute photos posed for with your sister.

The other post had been less focused on showing off the experiences you had been having - it was three different photos of you in your bikini. You had been feeling comfortable and confident in the black and white swimwear. You liked how the padding in the top made your boobs look. You thought the ribbon closures on either side of the bottoms were cute, instead of worrying about them adding to the wideness of your hips.

After complimenting how you looked, your sister had offered to take some photos of you by the pool. Petra hadn't rushed you, taking a lot of photos and letting you feel as close to being a model as you would probably ever get. You hadn't posted a photo like these in a while. Were you trying to get your boyfriend's attention, to make him miss you more? Were you showing off? Were you trying to feel desirable? Or were you just embracing this moment of feeling good about your appearance?

Regardless of whether or not your main goal was to get Damiano's approval, you got it. You had gotten a notification of a new comment from him.

Next to his username had been two words: new lockscreen. Then there had been a few flaming heart emojis. You were soon grinning, feeling that giddy rush he could so effortlessly give you.

Then you were getting a private message from him: are you busy? When you replied that you weren't, you were just hanging out in your room alone, he called you via FaceTime and his smiling face was soon filling the screen of your phone.

Before speaking, he raised a bottle of water into frame, getting the cap open. "Hang on, I'm just having a drink, because I'm all dehydrated after that thirst trap."

You giggled, watching him have some water. "It is not a thirst trap."

"Yes it is." He said. "I could look up a definition of thirst trap right now and it would say: when your girlfriend posts a bikini pic looking so damn fuckable."

"Fuckable? That's not what you said in your comment."

"The context was there." He said. "You should come home…"

"It's not bikini-weather there."

"I'll turn the heater on."

“Did you really make it your lock-screen?” You asked.

“Yes. Of course. I put all three of them in a little collage and I’m very excited to get to see it every time I pick up my phone.”

You were still grinning, feeling very flattered that he would want to look at the photos so much. He was just enjoying them, he wasn’t seeing the imperfections that your eyes could be drawn to.

Then you started to laugh when you saw him raise his fingers to his forehead, stroking upwards. “You just went to brush the hair back from your face. But there isn’t any hair there anymore.”

He smiled and rubbed the palm of his hand over his still relatively fresh buzz cut. “I’ve gotta break the habit.”

“I’ll be home in two days.” You reminded him. “And you can send me lots of thirst traps in that time.”

“We’ll see who can out-thirst the other.”

You stuck out your bottom lip as you studied his face, wishing you could touch him. “Two days is too long.”

“I know.” He lamented, pouting back at you. “I miss you. I’m so over just having pillows in the bed. At first, stretching out was fun or whatever. But I’m just wanting my kitten now. What good is bedtime without cuddles?”

“Yeah, stretching out in bed is so overrated. I even miss your cold feet.” You said. “And at least fifty times a day, something happens that makes me think of one of our inside jokes. But I can’t say it because no one will understand what I’m talking about.”

“Aw. Nobody’s appreciating your comedic genius.” He said. “What’s your plan for today? When I think about you, where will I picture you?”

“There’s a market that my mum wants to visit and then I think we’ll find a café for lunch.”

He appeared somewhat disappointed. “Oh, so no lounging around the pool in your bikini on the schedule?”

You giggled. “No. But that doesn’t mean that you can’t picture me in the bikini.”

“I probably shouldn’t. There are things that I was hoping to accomplish today.”

He helped you pick out what to wear for your family outing. You propped your phone up so that he could watch you get dressed. As you were styling your hair he told you about the plans he had for the day. A friend from his school days had just had their first child and he would be visiting with them. You made him promise to send you lots of photos of the baby.

You completed your outfit by putting on your Chanel choker. Then you exchanged your ‘I love you’s as you wrapped up the call, setting off for your separate days to share with one another in tonight’s phone call.

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Damiano was there waiting for you at the airport. He embraced you so tightly that your feet were lifted off the floor as you kissed one another hurriedly. You weren't embarrassed by this public display of affection, you didn't care what the many other people in the airport might think - you felt sorry for them for not having such a Heavenly reunion.

He lifted both of your suitcases into the car. Once driving, he kept one hand mostly resting on your thigh. The two of you caught up on any details that hadn't yet been shared about your vacations. It was a relief to get to see his eyes on you again, to hear his voice clearly and smell him. His presence did away with any sense of fatigue or frustration from your travel. You were so glad to be home, despite having not reached your apartment building yet.

When you arrived home, you were going for one particular pocket in your pink suitcase. He had already started to wheel your other bag in the direction of the bedroom, before you got his attention.

“I have something for you.” You said, keeping him from getting any further away. “Just a little gift, I saw it at the markets and I knew I had to get it for you.”

“Aw kitten, aren’t you just the sweetest little thing in the world?” He replied, showing you a gorgeous smile already, independent of seeing his present. “I hope you don’t feel like I’m trying to upstage you when I let you know that I’ve got gifts for you.”

Your hands came out of the pocket empty as you got distracted from your task. “Gifts?”

The look on your face made him giggle. “Yeah, I made you something, as well as some things I bought.”

Your eyes grew wide. “Made?”

He held a hand out to you. “How about you save finding my gift for later? And right now, you come with me and let me spoil you?” Instantly you left your suitcase behind, going over to him. “Why am I not surprised that you needed very little convincing?”

He took your hand, grinning as you began walking toward the bedroom together. Your other suitcase was left behind. You couldn't see anything gift wrapped upon first stepping into the bedroom.

"You'll have to get naked first." He said.

You stopped walking. "Oh, I get it. You're gonna cum on me, the thing you 'made' for me is all the jizz in your balls." You had unzipped your jeans. "I should have seen it coming…"

"What? No. Unless you want to, I could give you a wet 'welcome home', that could easily be arranged, baby.”

You already had your pants down to where you could step out of them. “Seriously, that isn’t what you were getting at?”

“No. I got you a couple of things to wear and I want you to put them on right now. I’ve been dying to see them on you.” He said.

“Okay.”

As you progressed to taking more things off, he went over to the bed. He crouched down so as to reach into the area beneath the bed frame, pulling on something that was currently out of sight. You fulfilled his request of getting naked, then stood in the room and keenly waited for what was to come next.

When he stood up, he had a small package in his hand. He gave it to you and you assumed you were about to open a necklace or bracelet. He watched you pulling away the wrapping paper, an amused smile on his face that made you wonder what kind of reaction he was hoping for.

You came upon a length of thin black cord and attached to this was some kind of charm. It was made of silver, in the shape of a hollow oval with a teardrop pendant hanging in the centre, completed by a single diamond. You were trying to determine if you had ever seen a design like this before. Then you noticed the cord was attached to the charm in three spots - what kind of necklace was this? Was it something that you wore over your head? He was still smiling as he watched you assessing the item.

"Um, I really don't want to sound ungrateful here…" You began as you turned it around in your hands, stretching the elastic bands in your effort to understand it.

"Here, let me show you how to put it on." He said gently and you handed it over.

He threaded his hands through the two large loops and started to bend down, getting onto his knees in front of you. You were completely clueless as you watched him. He brought the elastic loops down to the ground just in front of your feet and instructed you to step in. He started to bring it up the length of your legs, the pendant placed between them. Now you realised that this was some strange kind of g-string.

He put his fingers up to your pussy, easing your labia apart. Your eyes were wide, you had no idea what he was about to do with this unfamiliar item. His other hand adjusted the charm, bringing the cool metal up to your skin. It framed your clit, pressing against you and keeping your labia somewhat spread back even after his fingers were taken away. The little pendant bumped against your clitoris, startling you and making you gasp.

"Daddy, what is this?" You asked.

He adjusted the elastic bands so that they sat up on your hips, mimicking how a thong would fit. "Do you like it? It's just a little jewellery for your clit. Not that it needed anything extra to be pretty and enticing. But I liked the idea of you wearing this under your panties as a reminder that you, and this pussy, belong to me.

"Other people can look, they can see you looking fuckable in a bikini- but this pussy is just for me." He said, a serious look now in his eyes as he looked up at you.

"Is this because of what I posted on Instagram, the thirst trap?" You asked.

He stayed where he was, not yet done admiring this new accessory. "That was part of the motivation, yes. I was so very turned on when I saw those pictures, I was like: wow, look at my girlfriend. Then I thought for a moment longer, going back to that word: look. And I realised other people could and would look, and it brought out a certain possessiveness in me. I know that you're on private on Insta and there's no random creeps seeing you. But I couldn't help it, I saw your body and felt this need to stake my claim."

"I can delete it." You rushed to offer.

"No, it's okay, kitty. It's your profile and your pictures. If that's how you wanna catalogue your vacation, it's totally fine with me. You celebrating your body is great, it's sexy, I love it. I would never think of telling you to take them down, I promise." He said. "This isn't a punishment, 'cause you did nothing wrong. Daddy just needs to work through some of his jealousy, okay?" He kissed across the top of your thigh. "And he only gets jealous 'cause you're something so special, something he could never stand the thought of losing."

"You could never lose me." You said.

"How do you like it?" He asked. "It's not uncomfortable, is it? I trust that you would tell me the second something was painful."

"No, it's not painful. It's just…" Readjusting your weight made the dangling pendant move against your clit, prompting an excited shiver from you. "...different."

"It looks really pretty. Appetising. But I'm gonna try to not get too distracted here, I've still got so much more for you." He said, giving your thigh a squeeze before moving away. He went back to the stash under the bed, bringing out a new, larger gift. "I think you're gonna look just as delicious in this."

Beneath the wrapping paper, you came across sheer black fabric. As you unfolded it, you found a soft fur trim. There was so much of this luxurious, drapey fabric. Freeing it from the packaging, you held it up, finding it was a very glamorous dressing gown.

You gasped, thrilled by the sight of it (the silver pendant rubbed against your clitoris again). "Damiano, it's gorgeous. I love it so fucking much." You began to wrap the smooth fabric around yourself, pushing your arms into the long sleeves.

“Oh, fuck yeah.” He said, taking a step back to admire you more as you tied the sash into a knot at your waist. “It’s absolutely perfect on you. This is pure opulence, baby.”

You giggled and started twirling around in a circle, the fabric dramatically flaring out in the process. “Opulence. Ha, mmn…” Your movements got the jewellery on your clitoris rocking and you felt your gut tighten as you questioned the sturdiness of your knees. You stopped spinning quite quickly, sucking on your lower lip.

“Are you okay? Is it the jewellery?” He asked, a knowing smile on his face making him look smug.

You nodded, letting out a shaky exhale. “Yeah, it’s kind of hard to forget about.”

“That’s very much the point.” He said. “How about you sit down? I don’t want you too distracted while I give you the rest of the gifts.”

You walked over to the bed, the little pendant tapping on your clit with every step. You were feeling waves of tingles moving through your body as you carefully sat down, putting more concentration into this than was normal. Your chest expanded and you tried to adjust to this hint of pressure - it was subtle, but it kept wanting to draw your attention back to your clit.

“The robe doesn’t have anything to do with jealousy or ownership. But it does go with the rest of your gifts and what I made for you. Do you wanna see the rest?” He asked.

“Yes, please Daddy.”

This time when he reached beneath the bed, he brought out your laundry basket, filled with items. You sat up straighter, trying to quickly identify everything it held. You saw a black package with the Lush branding. You saw a brand new hairbrush. There was a pair of headphones still in their box. Amongst the many items that had the basket on the verge of overflowing were bottles of ointments and lotions.

He placed the basket beside you and plucked out a small booklet, handing it to you. “Here you go.”

Kitten’s Menu the cover read, in what you recognised to be his handwriting. An intrigued smile lifted the corners of your lips as you tried to figure out how all of this fit together. You looked up to where he stood beside the mattress, keenly watching every reaction from you.

You opened the book, the inside cover telling you that this was for your eyes only.

Aftercare Menu, the heading on the first page said.

"Let me know if anything is unclear, I tried really hard to have it all make sense, but if you get confused, just ask." He said, leaning one knee on the bed next to you.

"This is what you made me?" You asked.

"Yep, typed it up, folded the pages very carefully, stapled it all together." He said.

"Just for me?"

His fingers stroked against your arm. "All for you, kitten. I figure that once a scene is done, you get wrapped up in your lovely robe and you pick something from the menu, anything you want and you get it."

You were smiling as you began to read down the list of options.

Talking. This had an offshoot: words of affirmation, deconstructing scene, talking about something else, sharing memories, any other topic.

"If you don't feel like talking, I can just talk to you, or even read to you. I can find random pop culture articles and read to you about pointless shit." He added as elaboration.

Silence/space, for as long as you need.

Cuddling.

Taking a nap together.

Blanket burrito.

Back rubs/tickles, or massages.

Brushing your hair. That explained the new brush amongst the other gifts.

Watching TV, something trashy, something silly, something we've seen a million times, something we can fall asleep during.

Bath or shower.

Eating, I'll make you anything you want.

Tea.

Listening to music or a podcast.

Burning incense.

Colouring. You could see a colouring book, along with a box of pencils in the basket as well.

Ointments on any ouchies. Rubbing in moisturiser.

Sheet mask.

Yoga.

He piped up when he saw you get to the bottom of this page. "The yoga doesn't have to be anything intensive, it's not a time to do a workout."

"Online shopping, literally anything I want?" You read aloud. "Are you serious?"

He sat next to you. "Yep, no limitations. If you wanna buy new shoes, you can have them. You can get makeup, you can get more plants, you can get video games, you can get fifty new Squishmallows, whatever baby. We'll lay in bed together and you can just point at what you want. After fucking you stupid, I'll spoil you stupid."

"Holy fuck." You said quietly.

Playing games together: Block Blast, Wordscapes, Candy Crush.

Drive to get fast food.

"The book isn't full, 'cause you can come up with new stuff that you want and we can work on it together." He said.

"This is amazing." You said.

He kissed you on the cheek. "You deserve it. I was just thinking about how to give you the best aftercare experience possible and I thought that this way, when your brain might be feeling a little fried, you can just point and you can get what you need easier."

"It's really-... I'm kind of speechless." You said, looking back over the pages.

He kissed you on the cheek again, closer to your lips this time. "I wanted to show you how serious I am about taking care of you, I love you."

You looked up at him, wrapping an arm around his neck. "I love you too."

You brought his lips to yours, placing your other arm around him as you quickly sought to deepen the kiss. You turned to face him and he put his hands to your back, holding you in close. You felt your heartbeat pick up as his tongue slid past your lips, exploring into your mouth. You let your mouth open wider as he rubbed at the roof of your mouth. You were getting giddy from this proximity that you had been missing during your time away.

He pulled back, his hands on your cheeks as he looked deeply into your eyes, a penetrative stare. His fingers caressed your skin, the expression on his face completely serious. “I promise to end every scene with the best, most thorough, most loving aftercare. But you have to promise to always be transparent with how you’re feeling, that’s the only way we can keep thriving like this.”

“Of course, yes, I promise, I promise a thousand times.” You said. “But you have to promise to stay transparent too.”

He gave you a peck on the lips. “Promise forever.”

You leaned in, not done with kissing him yet. You took your time to enjoy his lips as he rubbed your cheeks. You kissed his upper lip, then kissed the lower lip, lingering here. When you went back to the upper lip, he took the opportunity to suck your lip into his mouth. The way he nibbled lightly on it made you squirm a little, getting closer to him, your hand on his thigh.

“Do you wanna go for a walk to the kitchen for me, kitten?” He asked.

“Okay, let’s see how far I get before this thing on my clit fucks me all the way up.”

Getting to your feet prompted the dangling pendant to shift, which stirred something within you. This didn’t go away as you started to walk out of the room. He was following closely behind you, seeing every hesitation and flinch.

It was like having your vibrator on the lowest setting, being held to your clitoral hood. It wasn’t supposed to get you off, but it was definitely meant to turn you on. It was meant to prime you, getting blood pumping to this area. It was noticeably titillating with practically every step, plunging your mind into a sexually-charged haze.

You whined as excited flutters filled your cunt, you looked back over your shoulder at him. “It’s making me horny.”

He was smiling as he watched you. “Excellent, that’s how I want you.”

Your next stride was interrupted by his palm unexpectedly striking your butt. In your surprise, you jumped forward. This caused the greatest swing of the pendant, with it landing very solidly back against your clitoral hood. Your knees snapped together and your gut clenched in this heightened moment.

You didn’t get the chance to recover your footing before he was grabbing your bicep and pulling you off your path. You went with this momentum, ending up pushed against the wall by him. The pendant wasn’t settled yet, bringing a tightness to your throat. You hadn’t made it to the kitchen, stopped just shy of the dining room. It was impossible to say if you would have gotten the whole way to the kitchen if not for his interference.

And you found you didn’t care too much about this, not when you had him bearing down on you. He was still wearing that enticed smile as he pushed his hips into yours. He put his fingers to your chin, tilting your head back as he leaned in closer.

“Your pussy likes the little gift from Daddy?” He asked, slowly wiggling his hips from one side to the other, setting into the promising beginnings of friction.

“Uh-huh. It’s getting so wet.” You said.

“Dripping?”

You considered what you were feeling between your legs. “It will be soon.” He gave you a kiss as he continued his leisurely grinding on you. “It’s kinda ridiculous how wet you get me.”

“I think it’s an important job to make sure that gorgeous pussy stays wet.” He said, applying more kisses to your lips.

He braced himself with his hands resting on the wall, just above each of your shoulders. This made you feel wonderfully contained, surrounded by the building lust. As you kissed him back, you became acutely aware of just how long it had been since you had last had sex. Thinking about that stretch of time spawned a deep ache through you.

“Will you let me do my important job?” You borrowed his phrasing. But this just got you a confused look from him. You licked your lips, pushing through the trepidation to be unsubtle. “You know, a blow job.”

He nodded, winking one eye shut. “I get you. And obviously there’s no way I’m turning that down.” You bent your knees, getting your body lower. “You wanna do it right here?”

“Why not?” You responded, not hesitating in getting your knees down to the floor.

He bent down, hands on your cheeks as he secured a few more kisses from you. “You’re such a good girl. Just give me a shove if your head is bouncing against the wall too much. We don’t need you developing a concussion, or whatever.”

“Yeah, I don’t think your aftercare menu has that covered.” You said as he straightened up.

You undid the button on his jeans and got the zipper down. He helped you take the pants off, because it wasn’t enough to take them down, he had to get out of the jeans altogether. You were greeted by the sight of his boner stretching the fabric of his briefs. You got these out of your way, letting them rest around his knees.

You wrapped a hand around his hard shaft, but before you could get your mouth to the head, he was getting your attention by pulling your hair. Obediently, you looked up at him.

“Stick your tongue out for me.” He instructed, with you instantly extending your tongue out, presenting it to him. “Uh-huh. Now I’m gonna bounce my cock on it a little, so keep it just like that for me, okay?” His hand replaced yours on the shaft (the other still gripping strands of your hair). “Be a good girl and hold it nice and flat for Daddy.”

You felt the weight of his cock tapping against your tongue as you kept your eyes on his face. You saw the breathless smile that this activity brought to his face. He did this without any apparent rhythm, working himself up as felt best.

“Okay, you can kiss it now.” He said and you were quickly repositioning your mouth, changing so that you could begin treating the tip to kisses. “Yeah, show me how much you missed this fuckin’ cock.”

You saw the entranced look on his face as you let your kisses linger, your saliva wetting his taut skin. This graduated to you parting your lips, incorporating your tongue. At first it was just a little - briefly touching the tip to his head, before withdrawing when the kiss concluded.

Then flicking your tongue up became involved licking. You swirled your tongue all around the head. You saw his eyelids begin to flutter shut as you rapidly worked the tip of your tongue against his head.

“It’s been a hot minute, so I think we’re gonna need to just…” He kept his hand around his cock as he gently rocked forward, easing into your mouth at a slight angle. "...stretch that cheek a little." He guided the tip of his dick along the inside of your right cheek, momentarily pushing it out. Then he withdrew. "And the other one." Your left cheek was given the same treatment. "That feels better, huh?"

"Uh-huh." You responded, trying to not move your mouth too much.

He let go of his cock, seemingly ready to trust you going forward. But he kept his hand in your hair.

You placed your lips around his cock and slid forward. You drew most of his length into your mouth, beginning to massage all over it with your tongue. You let his taste dance across your palette as you listened to his heavy breathing.

Then you began to bob your head, stroking your lips up-and-down him. You shut your eyes as you concentrated on this task, listening and feeling his reactions. You flicked your tongue up sporadically, giving an extra element to some of your pumps. He kept his hips still, content to go with the tempo you were setting into.

"How about you wiggle those hips for me, my little fucktoy?" He asked. "Get that jewellery moving on your pretty clit, hm?" You found him still staring down at you. You began to gyrate your hips, setting the swinging pendant into motion again. It was immediately enticing, the tingles rapidly spreading out through you. "Uh-huh, get that pussy ready for me."

You moved your hips in little circles. You held him steady, close to the base as you kept working your mouth up-and-down, getting more of his cock moist with your spit. You shut your eyes and drew your cheeks in. His hand relaxed in your hair and you heard him let out a breathy moan.

You worked yourself up to a consistent pace, keeping the pendant rocking on your clitoral hood, without letting it distract you from the priority of his pleasure. You bobbed your head, finding a motion that you could comfortably maintain. Listening to his whimpers got you excited for what other sounds you could draw from him.

He increased the power of your strokes when he started to roll his hips to your tempo. You took your hand from his length, putting it to his balls instead, no longer needing to steady the shaft. His head moved deeper into you, getting closer to your throat.

"Yes. Good girl." He moaned, pressing the back of your head to the wall as he rocked his body weight forward. You tilted your head back, keeping your mouth in motion. "Oh, good girl."

He put his hands to the sides of your head, keeping you where he needed as he pumped his hips faster. He drove his tip along your tongue at a hungry rhythm and you could feel him quivering.

He lifted one of his feet from the floor, raising his leg so that he could brace his knee against the wall beside your head. This allowed him to thrust harder. You could feel drool running off of your lower lip as you kept up with him.

He worked his head into your throat, his fingers dug into your face as he got more desperate. Each of his loud moans bled into another, a consistent background sound to the wet noises of your mouth working on his cock.

"Oh my pet, yes." He let out a choked sob.

Your throat spasmed around him, your world freezing until his cum was being set loose into you. You were shaking as his hands let go of your face. He rocked back, fading into his climax. You looked up at him, marvelling at him in this state. His eyes were shut and he gradually emptied your mouth. You let yourself become still, your clit jewellery resting in place.

You steadily came back to your surroundings, running your hands up-and-down his legs as you continued to watch his recovery. He put his foot back on the ground, moving a little out of your personal space.

When he looked down at you, he smiled and started to run his fingers through your hair lovingly. "Kitty, you're so fuckin' good at that. I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"No, I'm okay." You said, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Was that fun for you too?" He asked. "Did getting me off get you all worked up?"

"Uh-huh."

He pushed his briefs the rest of the way down and then removed his shirt. He offered his hands to you, helping you to your feet. "It's not just about me. I've got more planned for you." Once you were at his height, he threw his arms around you, kissing you. "I wanna get you out of that robe and get to enjoying that body you've been using to get me so worked up from a different fuckin' country."

"Yes, Master." You said, covering his lips with enthusiastic kisses. "Show me where thirst-trapping gets me."

He gave you another deep kiss, then placed one of his hands in yours. He started to walk in the direction of the dining table. As you went with him, you felt the jewellery shifting on your clitoral hood again and it got your heart beating faster.

He moved himself up onto the table, sitting on it. He beckoned you closer by curling his fingers in the air. You positioned yourself in the space between his thighs, the two of you starting to kiss. His hands went down to your sash, untying it and progressing to push the robe off of your shoulders. You kissed him deeper as the fabric fell away from your body, leaving you just as exposed as him. You placed your arms around his neck, teasing your tongue between his lips. His hands moved down your bare back as he opened his mouth, letting you rub your tongue against his.

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tight, your chest flush to his. "Climb up here kitten, I want you on top of me."

He eased himself back a little and you lifted one knee up, setting it on the tabletop next to his butt. You rocked your body weight forward and got your other knee onto the table, his arms around you keeping you steady. He began kissing you again as you got settled into this position of straddling him. You could feel how hard he was as more of your body pressed into him, it made you pay extra attention to how sensitive the jewellery was making your clitoris feel.

He started to lean back, lying down on the surface. He put his hands to your hips, stroking up-and-down gently as you remained sitting up. "I love seeing what belongs to me like this. Do you belong to me, pet?"

"Of course I do." You said, comfortable and stable on top of him. You let your fingers explore over his torso as you enjoyed the way he looked at you. "I belong all to you, totally and completely, yours."

As he was looking into your eyes, he moved one of his hands off of your side, going towards the centre of your belly. He trailed his fingers down, going over the curve of the bottom of your belly and continuing lower. You bit into your bottom lip as his fingertips went across your mound, sliding down to where the jewellery was framing your clit. He reached lower, leaving this hot area in the interest of seeking out your entrance. You heard the wet sounds that your cunt made in response to his fingertips before he stretched you open with one finger.

"That especially belongs to you." You said, your voice quieter than before.

He smiled as he reached deeper between your walls. Your clit was quivering against the pendant and you felt your breath coming in faster. Your thighs clenched around his hips as you started to give your pleasure more priority in your mind.

“Did you play with this pussy at all while you were away?” He asked, beginning to work his finger inside of you.

“No, I didn’t have permission to.” You said.

He looked pleased as he added a second finger. “Good pet. You know just how to behave to keep me happy, don’t you?”

“It’s a privilege to make you happy.” You said.

He slowly worked his fingers inside of you, the arousal coming in a steady incline. You began to move your hips as you got more invested, gently thrusting in time with his pacing. Your movements got the pendant rocking, it swung forward with your momentum before returning to your clit with a tap. It gave you a burst of excitement each time and you knew it would soon be difficult to hide your greediness.

Once you realised he wasn’t going to put an end to your movements, you decided to experiment with what else he would let you get away with. With every rock, you eased yourself a little further forward, until you got your crotch up against his boner. Then you leaned back, while tilting your pelvis. This allowed you to start grinding your pussy on his bare cock. You felt his cock twitch as you relished in the extra friction you had harnessed.

You made sure to keep eye contact with him so that he could see exactly what his fingers and dick were doing to you. You knew how much he got off on that, your enjoyment existing for him.

He wrapped his unoccupied hand around his shaft. You tried to guess his next move as you kept yourself steady with each hand gripping his thighs. Your arms shook as he started directing the head of his cock to your entrance.

He worked swiftly, his cock sliding inside in the same instant that his wet fingers were taken out. Your walls gave a giddy flutter as he moved in deeper. You leaned your weight forward again, earning more sensations from the jewellery. You felt so wonderfully claimed by him as your cunt stretched to accommodate him.

“Did you want me to stay up like this, Master?” You asked.

He rested his hands on your lower back as his eyes moved up-and-down your body, assessing his options. “Yeah, I haven’t had enough of this sublime view yet. So long as you’re comfortable.”

He was the one to set the pace, thrusting up into you. You braced yourself with your hands on his stomach as you began to move with him. This kept the pendant swinging against your clit, driving you further from your sense of composure.

He struck your butt with his hand. "I'm gonna spank you. And I want you to clench that pussy every time I do, okay?"

"Yes, Daddy."

He slapped the other cheek and you responded by manually clasping your walls around his length. Then you released with a shaky sigh. You didn't let your hips stop, working at staying in rhythm.

Your pussy tightened with the next spank and you could feel your whole body investing in this excitement. You plunged down harder on his cock as you kept reacting to his spanks. You were soon greeting the strikes with little cries as the sensations ruling your body only gained more power. Your knees were going weak and you shut your eyes, ready to get lost.

Soon there were little to no breaks between his persistent spanks, your cunt constantly squeezing him until you could feel his cock throbbing as it massaged you.

He progressed to just holding your ass in his hands, gripping each cheek with his fingers digging in. You clenched your walls, with the rest of your body tensing up. Happy whimpers were falling from his lips, accompanying your own needy moans. Your hands held tightly onto his sides as the intensity began to overwhelm you.

You rocked forward, your mouth seeking out his as the passion kept getting closer to bubbling over. His hands relaxed on your butt and he kissed you back. Your walls clenched uncontrollably as his speed increased, his hips recklessly pounding against yours. Breathy moans interrupted your kisses, but you unfailingly met his every thrust.

"I wanna switch…" He said, changing how he held onto you. "Will you let Daddy put you on your tummy?"

“Uh-huh.”

You climbed off of him, continuing to be stimulated by the rocking jewellery as you stood beside the table. He got up as well, offering his help to make your change in position as smooth as possible. You turned away from him, lying your chest down on the hard surface. Your feet remained on the floor as you braced yourself for more.

As he stepped in closer, he showed his appreciation for your presented ass by tapping his hand against each cheek. This only served to increase the desires inside of you, making you arch your back and squirm a little. When this motion caused the pendant to shift and drag over your swollen clit, you smiled to yourself.

You were grateful when he didn’t make you wait for penetration, it was a relief to be spared any further teasing. With one hand gripping your squishy hip, he buried his length into your cunt. Your breathing hitched as he filled you almost all the way up in an instant.

He began rocking his hips into you, stroking himself into a persistent rhythm. You could feel his head rubbing at parts of your pussy that had been inaccessible to him in the previous position, harnessing new sensitivities.

As you moved with him, you felt him sliding in deeper. It only took a few more thrusts to get him to the greatest depth, his movements harmonising with how the pendant knocked against your clit to keep taking you higher.

"Daddy, ah..." You whimpered when you felt his tip collide with your sweet spot.

The movements of his hips became more concentrated, keeping himself at your g-spot with short strokes. He grinded into your butt, still giving you so much energy. "Is that where you want it? Has Daddy found the perfect spot to fuck you?"

You squeezed your eyes shut, writhing on the table. "Yes, yes, yes." You responded, your voice getting squeakier.

"If I keep fucking you here, will you show me how much you missed me by covering my cock in your cum, huh? Will you do that for me?" He asked.

"Yes, I will."

He put both of his hands to your ass, grabbing handfuls firmly. He gripped your cheeks as he smacked his hips into you quicker than before. Your mouth hung open as you felt yourself becoming entirely overwhelmed, he was leaving you with no chance to regain your composure.

You gave one last powerful thrust to meet him before it all became too much and you were rocketing over your edge. Your eyes rolled back as you dissolved into the pleasure, all of the tension leaving your body.

As you tingled and shivered, he kept going, chasing a second orgasm for himself. He powered into you, rutting between your spasming walls. You held your breath, held at this spectacular height with the excitement firing little sparks all through your body.

He gave a loud series of incoherent cries as he started unloading into you, bucking so as to drive the cum deeper. Your knees buckled and your hands curled into useless fists as you whimpered through this stunning conclusion.

"Oh, kitty…" He exhaled, his hands releasing from your butt as he pulled out.

You let yourself go limp on the table, working to catch your breath. You felt like you were in a daze, whiny moans painting your exhales every so often.

"You okay?" He asked in response to your silence.

You slowly lifted your head to the feeling of him stroking his fingers up-and-down your back. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay." You began to get up, moving to sit in one of the closeby chairs. "I can take this jewellery off now, right? Please?"

"Of course, of course." He said, even helping you take the straps down. "It didn't hurt you at all, did it? Because I could kiss it better, maybe." He winked at you.

"No, it doesn't hurt. It's just so fucking intense." You said.

He held it by the elastic. "I'll have to go back to the website to see how to clean this properly. Come on, let's get you somewhere more comfortable. How do you feel?"

"I'm good. That was quite the welcome home."

Your legs were still feeling a bit shaky when you got back to the bed. He laid down with you, one arm wrapped around you while he reached for something with the other. He placed the menu in front of your face and you took it.

He kissed you on the cheek. "Pick what you want."

You were smiling to yourself as you opened it, you weren't quite sure where to start. "Can I get some food?"

"Of course, baby. Do you wanna go get something or can I make you something?" He asked.

"Can I have a bowl of mac and cheese?"

"That's it?"

"Yeah." You said with a shrug. "What did you think I was gonna ask for, a four course meal, something made from scratch?"

He shook his head. "Mac and cheese coming right up." He gave you a quick kiss on the lips before getting up. He pulled on some clothes before leaving the room.

You didn't wait long before leaving as well, dressing yourself in a shirt and comfortable panties. You went back to your pink suitcase, this time you didn't get distracted from locating your gift for him.

"Okay, give me more than five seconds to make it." He said as you walked into the kitchen. "I haven't even gotten the water to boil yet."

"Good, that means you've got time for me to give you your gift now." You said, holding the small package out of sight behind your back.

"Ooh, yes." He turned away from the stove at once.

You placed it in the palm of his hand and he tore the paper away to reveal a beaded necklace. He lifted up the minimalist design, looking at the gemstones in the light.

"Do you like it?" You asked. "I know that you're literally the last person in the world who needs a new necklace, you could get any, even designer shit. But I- that's the gemstone for my star sign, so I thought you might like to wear it when we're apart and I also thought it would look really good on you."

"I love it. Thank you, kitten." He said, instantly undoing the small clasp so that he could place the accessory around his neck. "I'm gonna wear it all the time."

You smiled, enjoying how the coloured stones looked on his skin. "It's kind of a similar idea to yours, a little reminder of me, just not sexual."

"And it's perfect." He said, pecking you on the lips. "How does it look?"

"Gorgeous." You said. "I'm so happy that you like it."

"How could I not? I love everything and anything that gives me an excuse to think about you. 'Cause I love you."

You wrapped your arms around his waist, further distracting him from making your food because you wanted to kiss him more. "I love you too."

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❤️Faithful to You❤️

Summary: Tighnari and Zahra, your daughter. Get that one specific dream… (Zahra means Flower in Arabic btw.) (You’re in inazuma for a trip)

Find It Here (Female Reader-)(Fluff Ver.) (No angst Ver.) (also IDC I need collei to be the other daughter .SHES TOO PRECIOUS TO NOTTT!!!!)(Lets say collei got adopted… at hmm… uhhh… I… ig… ???? Never mind.. she’s just adopted at one point okay…?)(Clingy Tighnari near the end <3. No like very clingy)

Story under the cut <3(Your alive for this.)

(Don’t mind me I’m obsessed. Very obvious hmm~?)

“Traveler…?” Zahra asked. Staring up towards them. Her view remaining on them. “Yes Zahra?” “How’d you find me at the withering zone? I’m curious. I thought I was sneaky enough to not get caught.”

“Well we just saw you as we passed by-?” Paimon stated. “Hmm… I’m going to go look for papa… maybe he knows where mama went…” She told the two, stepping off the stool. Leaving her bedroom.

They heard the door close, she was now outside. Maybe she was heading to colleis home. Which is nearby.

“Wait isn’t her mother… you know. Gone…?” “Are you hallucinating paimon?” They questioned the guide. Before heading towards Sumeru city.

“Big sister collei, have you seen mama? Where did she go…? I want to show her my dendro vision.” The young child stated, entering colleis room. “Well I Uhm… I really don’t know sorry… Do you want to hold cuilien-anbar for a little bit? They can make you feel better.” Handing over cuilien-Anbar to the child. Zahra slightly squished the ears. Her head comfortably held up by it. “It’s alright big sister collei. I don’t think Papa knows.”

“I aaahhh…hmm…” collei stated trying to recall when she last saw you. “Oh btw did you get you dendro vision this week?” She said realizing it on the back of her outfit. “I did… say. Why do three of us have dendro while mama has a (Element Type) vision…?”

“The traveler told me about it. Apparently they don’t choose who receives visions. It’s honestly random I believe. We just happen to y’know. Got dendro..?” Collei stated recalling what she was told. Grabbing some pita pockets.

“Big sister collei, why do you always make Pita Pockets? I thought your favorite was Fried rice balls or something…” Seemingly content with the previous answer. Now bombarding her sister with questions.

“Uhh…well I’m used to making Pita Pockets..? You’re right it is one of my favorites.” Collei replied. Brushing the child’s slightly tangled hair. “Hey! Not so hard….” “I’m not doing it hard! You just haven’t brushed it today!”

“Girls what’s going on in there?” Tighnari poked his head through the door. Seeing the two girls on colleis bed. Confused at his kids.

“Nothing!” Zahra stated. “Also papa, what am I going to use when I’m older for my vision..? You and big sister collei use dendro and bows. But Mama uses a (element type) vision and a (weapon choice).

“Well I taught collei how to wield a bow and her vision. Do you also want to be a bow user?” Tighnari stated sitting on the bed with his kids.

“I could try…” Zahra stated as collei finished brushing her hair. “Anyways papa, when can I start training with my vision? You said I could soon.” “I was thinking in another month.”

“Okay!” She stated seemingly content with her answer. “I hope Mama comes back soon. Her trip to inazuma is really long! I want to show her my new vision!” “You’re very excited aren’t you…?”

“Ofcourse papa! She’s coming back home in a few days right?” “Yes she is my little flower.” Collei watched the two converse. Focusing her attention on her writing. Going to finish her letter to their mother.

“Mhm. We should really start preparing her gifts.” Tighnari said. Grabbing zahra and cuilien-Anbar. Spell-checking colleis writing. She has been improving quickly. Which was always amazing because she’s cured of Eleazar.

The family was sleeping in their rooms. For some reason all of their dreams were the same. All three were in eachothers dream with them imagining you were home. All three were conscious in the dream. (That one dream thing that guy made for those deceased ppl-)

All three hugged you separately. Despite knowing it was a dream and an illusion buried deep in slumbers. Fell prey to a trap. But they would always bounce back into reality.

The dream ‘you’ was so much like you in reality. It was confusing. But hey they missed you and were glad to know you were returning to you one day.

—A few days later <3–

“Finally back in sumeru. Ahh! I can’t wait to see them! Colleis letter was so amazing. Her writing has improved!” You stated proud of your older daughter. But also proud of your younger biological one as you had heard, she became a trainee forest Ranger like her big sister. It was odd how your family was majority of Forest Rangers and dendro wielders. With you the odd one out of you 4.

Arriving in port Ormos has never felt better. After 2 weeks of separation you can finally be reunited. Which you had a little separation anxiety and slightly clingy. But hey, you’re seeing your family soon. Making your way to Gandharva ville with ease. Well it wasnt that easy considering that you had purchased a few things with a fraction of your mora…

—Arrival at Gandharva Ville—

Tighnari and Zahra could sense you were home. Hearing your accessories jingle against eachother. Along with rustling. Collei waited for the signal. Apparently they decided to host a Little event for your return.

“What’s this…?” You questioned seeing a piece of a nilotpala lotus on the floor with more petals scattered towards a certain house you shared with your spouse…

“What did they plan for me while I was gone…” You questioned chasing the trail. “They could’ve used these petals for medicine! I could’ve used it since I’m a pharmacist…” You stated confused about the trail.

Finally opening the door to your spouses home. You quietly entered. Collei giving the signal for them to sneak attack from the side. “Mama!” Zahra stated after seeing you put the shopping bags down on the table. Tackling you for an hug. Meanwhile Tighnari had to do his best to control the youngsters urge to pounce on you when you were focused on the trail.

“Ohh!” You stated seeing your daughter on your body. Seeing your husband and your elder daughter on the side. Picking up Zahra you looked at the other two dendro wielders. Giving them a hug. Glad to be back home.

Of course, Tighnari was slightly all over you as his animalistic side had been losing its control. Waiting for his mate to return home, was certainly hard at times. He always held you in some way or another. Sometimes he’s be holding your hand or hair. Other times his hand would be around your waist. Resting his head on your shoulder. This did not go by the kids.

His and Zahras tail were always swishing back and forth. Tighnaris was faster and you could feel his slightly curl around your legs. Trying to bring you even closer towards him. Which was impossible. Inhaling your scent and enjoying the pets you gave his ears.

Hearing the purrs he released. Collei and Zahra were interested in what you brought in the bags. Giving you kisses and rubbing his cheek against yours in content. Before he let go so you could show what you had got all three. Which he hugged you again as soon as you both sat. Giving the kids their gifts from the trip. Knowing well they haven’t traveled that much or never had out of sumeru.

Your daughters were happy with their gifts. Collei got a plushy,ring,stickers and many other items. Zahra got a similar one, she now has a plush that’s similar to cuilien-Anbar. With similar things that collei recieved. Hoping no fight would break if they wanted eachothers things. You didn’t forget about Tighnari, giving him his gifts. Which was Flowers,Mushrooms, books and a bit of cake.

“I got a cake for you three. It has things you all like I hope you enjoy it! I must admit it was expensive. I used around 300k mora in total… I may have overspent hehe…” you stated remembering that you and Tighnari controlled colleis urge to buy that thing from dori…

“Thank you Y/N. These are wonderful gifts!”Tighnari and collei stated. “Thank you mama!” Zahra said after the other two.

—NightTime—

Tighnari looked at you sighing with content. Hearts in his eyes as you both left Zahra so she could sleep. He held you close. Tail wrapped around you again as if you would disappear any second. Cuddling with you and giving you kisses anywhere he could. Letting out little giggles in response as you played with his ears. Before he finally went in for your lips.

Both of your hearts beating fast, his tail fluttering. Ears pressed down against his head slightly. Touching foreheads as the moonlight made you both glow. Giving you an Eskimo kiss and rubbing your cheek against his. Holding you close, as you both lied down on the mattress, he looked at you with a lovingly gaze. Admiring your beauty. Giving him the gesture for him to hug you. Burying your head into his chest as he snuggled his head into your shoulder. Wrapping his tail around your legs providing extra warmth. Purring as you both drifted off to sleep. He was still clingy the next day and slightly protective. But hey it was natural and understandable. So you didn’t mind his actions.

#sumeru #genshin tighnari #tighnari x reader #tighnari fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #tighnari x female reader #tighnari x you #tighnari #dendro #collei

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aalissy · 9 months ago

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Future Plans

Day 17 is finished! I hope you like it!! I loveee getting to write fluffy post-relationship Adrienette teehee! They're my fave! Lemme know what you think <3

AO3

Adrien and Marinette sat on the rooftop of Marinette's building, watching the sun dip below the Paris skyline. The evening breeze tousled their hair as they curled up together on her lawn chair, watching the sky slowly begin to darken. Marinette tightened her arms around Adrien, cuddling him to her as the wind sent a shiver of goosebumps up against her arms.

"So, what do you see yourself doing in the next five years?" Adrien asked, tilting his head back to look up at her, his green eyes brimming with curiosity.

Marinette grinned, her gaze drifting off lazily to the Eiffel Tower in the distance. This question was certainly distracting her from the cold. "What is this, a job interview?" she giggled.

“Shut up!” Adrien laughed and she enjoyed the rumble against her chest. “I’m interested!”

Marinette nodded, a spark of humor in her eyes. "Well, you know me, I’m crazy about fashion. I hope to be able to get an internship somewhere in the future. Maybe nothing too big or fancy but just enough to get me started. And then, going past the five-year timeline, I’d like to be able to open my own boutique... start my own fashion line... it’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of doing."

She finished her statement with a happy sigh, imagining the beauty of having her own fashion business. The idea of owning her own boutique one day seemed impossible but magical.

"That sounds absolutely fantastic, Marinette!" Adrien exclaimed, turning to face her. "You know, we could collaborate on something together. Your designs plus my modeling skills could mean that we’d have the best fashion business in all of Paris."

Marinette laughed quietly before shaking her head. “I’m not going to force you to model for me, Adrien. I know you quit for a reason. It just wasn’t your dream.”

“Yeah, but you’re my dream. I just want to be with you and if I could help you fulfill your wishes, that would mean the world to me.”

Marinette let out a soft cry before pulling Adrien up to her, crashing her lips to his in a passionate kiss. There was a pause for just a brief moment before he was kissing her back just as deeply. She ran her fingers through his hair as she deepened their kiss. This, right here, was everything to her.

“I love you,” Marinette murmured after she pulled back for some much-needed air. “So, so much. You have no idea how much that means to me, Adrien. You’ve been my dream too for a very long time now and I never thought I’d hear you say the same about me.”

“I love you too,” Adrien spoke breathily before connecting their lips together again.

Slowly, they pulled apart, lingering in each other’s arms in the quiet of the evening. Adrien ran his fingers along her arms, warming her prior chill and her eyes fluttered closed at the touch. The city below seemed to slow down, giving them a peaceful moment amidst the bustling life of Paris.

"I can imagine us traveling together. When we’re older and are an incredible designer and model duo," Adrien mused, breaking the silence softly. "Exploring new places, experiencing different cultures. It would be incredible."

Marinette smiled, nestling herself back against the small lawn chair they were in and cuddling Adrien back to her chest. "Yeah, that really does sound amazing. We could visit fashion capitals, attend shows, and maybe even collaborate with designers from around the world."

The idea of blending their love for each other with their passion for fashion filled their hearts with excitement. They talked about attending fashion weeks in Milan, Paris, New York, and Tokyo, envisioning a future where their creations would grace runways and magazines.

"And imagine," Marinette added, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, "we could create sustainable fashion lines, promoting eco-friendly practices and ethical production."

Adrien nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "That's a fantastic idea. We could use our platform to inspire some more positive change in the industry."

As the night deepened, they wrapped themselves in a shared blanket, watching the stars twinkle above. The quiet moments between their conversations were filled with a comfortable silence, a testament to their deep connection.

"I'm so grateful for moments like these," Marinette said softly, pressing a kiss against the top of his head. "No matter where life takes us, I know we'll always have each other."

Adrien leaned into her embrace, feeling a profound sense of contentment. "I’m so glad I found you."

They stayed on the rooftop, lost in dreams of the future, cherishing the love that bound them together. In that peaceful night, under the starlit sky, Adrien and Marinette found solace in each other's arms, knowing that their journey was just beginning, filled with endless possibilities and shared adventures.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb #ml #fic #fanfic #adrienette #adrinette #ml fic #adrinetteapril2024 #adrienetteapril2024 #adrinetteapril #adrienetteapril #post relationship pre reveal #post relationship #pre reveal

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letterstoear · 1 year ago

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Last letter from the mountain lover's club series

Notes: Confession letter from your Jade Leech, Jade x reader, gn reader, fluff, can be read alone but for the best experience I recommend reading the previous two letters.

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Letter 1 | Letter 2 | Letter 3

My dearest _______,

I’ve been trying to trace my steps back to the moment I fell for you, and I’ve finally figured it all out. You wouldn’t think at first glance, but us moray eels are cowards. While I hate to admit it, I’m no exception. Hence, the reason I’ve chosen to write a confession letter. Please read everything closely.

I never believed in having anything romantic love before nor did I imagine a traveling companion to be all that interesting. My days had been satisfying enough. The feeling of discovering the new and unexpected life on those mountains was enchanting. Then, came the day you arrived at my dorm. My heart nearly stopped with how shocked I was to find you rushed over to hear about the Mountain Lover’s Club. Such a feeling remains burned into me till this very day. Even if you were to drown the memory it would remain crystal clear. Such a feeling is treasured deeply in my heart, but who wouldn’t? You were my very first member of course. Those around me doubted I could get someone to join, but I knew one would show up. It only took a little bit of time.

To me you are irreplaceable as a club member and as a person. I’ve come to love you in both ways. During the time we weren’t together, nothing felt the same. The mountains had been more dull than normal. I couldn’t feel anything other than a small tug of curiosity. In comparison to the travels, we did together an empty feeling washed over me. What happened to the once colorful mountains?

To investigate this curiosity, we signed a contract of observation. Your eyes gleamed with a look of curiosity as we sorted through the deal. I desperately clung onto the idea of you being curious about my feelings. Perhaps you shared the same unknown feeling. Following these short two weeks I concluded as to how I felt. _________, I never needed the full two weeks to observe you. I, in fact, discovered my feelings of love for you within that first week.

What had it been that I loved about you? My mind couldn’t form the right answer. Yet, I am now fully aware, allow me to list out a few. Your presence, for starters, is rather impactful for me. I feel safe when I’m with you. _____________, I can lower my guard around you without worry of being attacked. What’s more is you see right through me. Rather entertaining. Since when did my clueless _______ become so sharp? That’s not to say I can’t go teasing you. In fact, I find myself wanting to tease you more often as you react in a charming manner. I do love how I can play tricks on you who are still naive enough to fall for it. Plus, you even get bold enough to playfully tease me with your own games.

However, this feeling is nowhere to be seen with anyone but yourself. See, I tried several of the same games I did with you towards Azul. There was an incredible lack of excitement. I enjoy your reactions precisely because I love you. Had it been anyone else, well, I wouldn’t feel the same. I find everything about you to be so dear because I love you. This feeling of mine has grown even stronger now that I’ve discovered the truth.

I know we’ve met on strange terms, but my love for isn’t strange. It’s incredibly sincere. ____________, I love you. Please consider being my lover, I promise to hold you tight and bring new ideas to life with you. Having met you was the start of a wonderful new beginning. Not only did I gain a new club member, but someone who I can rely on. I want to feel a world with you in it. I love you _____________. I need to know how you feel towards me, even if by some crazy chance it’s not the same.

With hopes of love,

Jade Leech

#twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech #jade x reader #octavinelle #the final one #letter #I've finally finished it #fluff #romance #gn reader #mountain lover's club

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celestialkth · 1 year ago

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mourning the loss of your boyfriend's beloved childhood pet, he surprises you with an afternoon that helps to mend your broken heart.

➵ pairing ; taehyung x fem reader

➵ genre ; fluff

➵ word count ; 2.3K

➵ warnings ; talking of losing a pet , use of affectionate nicknames , some language , they're v in love w each others

➵ author's note ; first drabble that occurs in the mikrokosmos universe ❥ a lovely friend and moot ( @axialitae ) mentioned that i could write drabbles about this couple, then work on their origin fic. so that's what i'm going to do •ᴗ•

i'm excited to write more drabbles about them and introduce them to everyone. i've seen other authors open their inboxes for people to ask their characters questions, and i would love to do that with them. i'll link it below if you'd like to talk with them •ᴗ•

masterlist | series masterlist | chat w the characters

boyf <3 [4:54]

bad news

miso died

[4:55]

PLEASE TELL ME YOU’RE JOKING

boyf <3 [4:55]

babygirl

why wld i joke abt tht

[4:56]

ok ASSHOLE

that’s not what i meant

boyf <3 [4:58]

can’t believe my duck died an ur bullying me

[4:58]

how are you doing?

boyf <3 [4:59]

im ok. he was old an wasn’t eating. kinda expected it

what abt u, tho

eomma was more concerned abt u

[5:00]

i feel like i’m going to be sick

boyf <3 [5:00]

nooooo

deep breaths

[5:01]

i’m just so sad

i love miso so much

and now he’s gone

i can’t feed him anymore

or give him kisses

he’s not going to lay in my lap anymore

boyf <3 [5:03]

u were his fac

fav*

loved him mom. eomma’s boy

[5:04]

eomma’s boy :(

boyf <3 [5:04]

i was his dad but fuck me ig

[5:05]

thank you. that made me laugh

i’m so sad, tae

time to change my lock screen

to that photo of you and miso

the one i love sm :(

boyf <3 [5:06]

what abt the one of u w him?

[5:06]

noooo. i want you two

my boys <3

boyf <3 [5:07]

cute

i love you, babygirl

[5:08]

i love you too

very, very much <3

Two weeks have passed since losing Miso. A week and a half since Mrs Kim had made the decision to rehome Namjoon’s duck to someone with an entire flock. The first visit to Tae’s house had felt lonely. Your heart aching when you had looked out the back door, hitting hard when realizing there will never be another moment where you can see the duck that had captured your heart.

Never another time where you’ll see him waddle around his enclosure, swimming in his little pond and feasting on his food. No more chances of teasing Tae that he should’ve chosen the name ‘Cow’ instead for Miso’s black and white features. Tae had held you close when you lost it in his room. Quieting you each time you tried to apologize for being so dramatic and telling you that it’s never easy to lose something you love.

Comforting you when you should’ve been comforting him.

He’d been the one to lose his childhood pet. He’d been eight when his parents introduced the idea of getting their sons a pet to help combat the stress of moving to a foreign country and the difficulties of language barriers. But dogs were out of the equation. The high maintenance of providing a good life clashed with their bustling one. And cats didn’t stand a chance for consideration with Mr Kim’s allergy.

The idea of welcoming birds into their home merely falling into their laps on a random afternoon when they’d traveled to the local farming supply store, and Namjoon had been enraptured by the assortment of ducks and chicks for sale.

Miso had been there for Tae through it all. Through his high school graduation, through his romances and heartbreak. Through the heartache that came when Jin and Namjoon moved out to study in prestigious universities in different parts of the country. He’d always been there, and it hurts that now he’s not.

boyf <3 [11:02]

u home?

[11:05]

in my room

boyf <3 [11:06]

im outside

let’s go for a drive pls?

[11:07]

cannot lie. that’s a little concerning

boyf <3 [11:08]

hush. its not bad :|

im trying to be cute n spontaneous

[11:09]

give me like five minutes to change?

boyf <3 [11:09]

ok :)

He’s scrolling through Twitter when you climb into his front seat. His gentle humming to the unfamiliar song from his Spotify is music to your ears. “Hi, Babe.” Tae closes out of the app, dropping his phone into its designated cup holder before leaning across the console to greet you with a kiss.

“Hi,” you smile, buckling yourself in. “Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.” Showing that he’s serious about being spontaneous. He’s never been one to do surprises, always spoiling it before he can stop himself. “But it’s a bit of a drive. Would you like a silly little beverage for the ride?”

“Of course.”

The neighborhood is quiet. Despite the picturesque sky and the warm, welcoming sun, there’s not a single soul in sight. It’s the perfect weather for a leisurely adventure.

“You’re very serious about being spontaneous,” you comment. He reaches, his hand finding its favorite place upon your thigh. “You’re usually horrible at keeping secrets.” Tae bursts out laughing. His beautiful smile filling his face. “But I love it. I can’t wait to see what you have planned.”

“Trust me,” he snorts. “I almost blew this one too.”

He stops at a small gas station not too far from your house. Gathering a snack and drink each before piling back into his car to begin the adventure he’s so excited about. Road trips with him are fun. From singing along to your favorite songs, forcing him into duets of songs he pretends to hate, to the ridiculous little comments made that send you both into fits of lighthearted giggles. Even with no clear destination in mind, it doesn’t feel like you’re traveling for long, and after an hour, you arrive.

“An industrial park?” You tease. Pretending you don’t notice the sign for a small trail tucked away in a mess of trees. Tae lunges at you, wrapping you in his arms and lifting you off the ground. “I was joking!” You exclaim through giggles.

“No, not an industrial park, you dingus.” His own laughter mingles with yours, and he sets you back onto the ground. “Hobi was talking about this trail. And I found this. Thought it would be fun to get out and explore.”

And so you do.

Following the paved pathway through winding trees. Gentle sounds of rushing water are distant background noise but loud enough to coax you away. You set out to explore, finding dirt paths and stairs, worn down grass and hills to climb. A beautiful little creek hides amongst it all, and you’ve never felt so carefree.

The path is small. A welcoming swing overlooks a hill that peers down onto the water, but after finding a spider hidden within the webs and Tae’s refusal to kill it, you carry on. Going until the path ends in another parking lot and you start making the trek back.

“This was fun. I’m glad we came.” You swing your hand entwined with his, basking in the different sights and noises that surround you. And Tae beams, proud of himself for a successful day. “I bet there are so many more beautiful places to discover.”

“We’re not done yet,” he promises. And when you return to his car, rather than get into it, Tae drags you along, continuing the walk. Following a sidewalk that runs alongside the creek and leads into a busier part of this small town.

“Now city hall? Are we going to pay our property taxes?”

He heaves a sigh. Trying his hardest to seem annoyed but falling victim to a laugh. “Fine, that one was funny,” Tae admits. “But no, we’re not going to city hall.” The sidewalk ends, a marker points in the direction of where the trail reconnects. And after crossing a small street and passing through another parking lot, you’re back on track. Stumbling upon a small pond.

“This is cute,” you smile. Loving what different treasures are hidden about. Even in the midst of the bustle of small town traffic, the cutest little pond offers peace. “I can’t believe this is here, and that you found it.”

“Wait, there’s more!” Tae reaches for your hand. He drags you along, moving a little faster than before. A small red bridge crosses over the creek, and he doesn’t stop until you’re on the opposite side. “Surprise!”

And tears spring to your eyes. A small flock of ducks. All gathered under the tree for shade from the unforgiving sun. A few stragglers even swim in the water. “Taehyung!” He beckons you into his arms. Holding you close and his sweet laugh is music to your ears. “I can’t believe you!”

“I wanted to surprise you.” His hand wraps around the back of your head. Holding you, comforting you while you sob into his chest. “It’s been so heartbreaking seeing how hard you’ve been taking Miso’s death.”

Your heart floods with warmth. The tears that fall are filled with the love that overflows, and you can’t find the words to describe all that he is to you.

“I love you,” you beam. “I love you so much.”

“And I love you even more.” Tae presses a soft kiss to your head, giving you an affectionate squeeze before slipping from your grasp. “Come on, let’s feed them. There’s a machine over here.” And he drags you back across the bridge towards a large stand where two dispensers are filled with pellets.

“I left my wallet in your car.”

He scoffs, “As if I’ll let you pay. I’ve come prepared.” Tae dips into his front pocket, retrieving a handful of quarters. And with the largest, proudest smile upon his face, he thrusts his hand towards you.

“I’m so spoiled.” But he passes a couple to you, holding the rest securely while the dispenser releases a load of pellets into your awaiting hands. “Come on!” You beam. Leaving Tae being as you race back towards the flock.

But he doesn’t speak. Still watching with a loving smile, he allows you the moment to bask in this happiness.

A couple ducks take interest at what’s in your hands. Inching their way towards you when you toss food in their general direction. Tears of utter bliss threaten to spill, and you lower to your knees when others become curious.

“Tae,” you whisper. He stands off to the right, not wanting to risk scaring them off if he were to come closer. “Look at them. Look at the babies.” He digs for his phone. Memorializing the moment with pictures.

He’s unaware that your heart is on the brink of exploding. From the overwhelming love that resides for your second favorite animal to the immense love that your heart possesses for him and only him. A few tears slip through your lashes, the only way you can express the emotions that bubble inside you.

You’ve never had someone care so much for you. And you’re not sure what you’ve done to deserve this.

Tae’s patient as you continue feeding the ducks. His smile not budging each time you return for pellets, and when his stash of change runs dry, it’s your cue to leave. You walk back to his car hand-in-hand. But you cling to him, your arms wrapped around his. Your head against his bicep, desperate to shower him with your love and affection after all he’d done for you. You’re desperate for him to know how in love with him you are.

“Have fun?” He asks.

But he has no idea. You nod. “Best day ever.” And a small tint of red burns in his face. “I love you so much. Thank you for doing this for me.”

He shrugs, as if it were nothing. But his permanent grin gives him away, how proud he is that he’s come up with this idea. “I’m glad. You deserved this,” he replies, and you heart is not safe. Seconds from combusting. You’re impatient to get back to your house and love on him well into the night.

The drive back is peaceful. Exhausting settling in from the heat, you two ride in comfortable silence. Halfway through the drive, his phone buzzes with a message from his mom. He asks you to answer, sneaking the briefest glance at the screen. And when his phone unlocks, opening to their last conversation, one of the numerous photos he’d taken stares back with a message in Korean that you can’t understand.

“She replied with a heart,” you answer. “And something I don’t understand.” Coming to a stop at a green-light-turned-red, he looks at the screen, nodding but not uttering a word. “What did you tell her?”

He starts to smirk. Leaving you to dread whatever’s going to come from his mouth. “It’s right there,” Tae teases. “You can’t read it?” His laughter fills the car when you groan. Delighted in your reaction as he always is.

“No,” you answer. “I’m trying to learn, but my tutor always get distracted during lessons.”

“Can’t help it. Hearing you speak Korean makes me want to kiss you. Is that such a sin?” He scoffs. “If wanting to kiss your girlfriend is a crime, then lock me away.” The light switches to green, the car in front of you hesitating a second before slowly crossing the intersection.

“Charges dropped. But please tell me what you said? Please, Tae Tae. Pretty please.”

He laughs a little more. “All I said was that you have no idea how happy you make me.” The tips of his ears turn a little red at his admission. But your heart is damn near close to exploding again. “I think she said that she loves us. I’m not sure, I didn’t really read it.” His attention remains focused on the road.

But yours is stuck on him.

“I love you.” His lips curl upward, sneaking a glance before turning back to the road. “I wish there was something stronger than love. Because I more than love you.” Tae peels a hand away from the steering wheel to take yours.. “Do you realize how frustrating it is to look at you and not have any words that can tell you how much you mean to me?”

He nods. “Every single time I look at you,” Tae replies. “But actions speak louder, and I can feel how much you love me in everything you do. I am one lucky man.” You want to throw yourself at him, want to shower him in your endless love and affection. But you settle for a squeeze of his hand. One that you hope he knows means you’re lucky too.

And you pray that he’s yours forever.

#bts #bts fic #bts fluff #bts x reader #taehyung fic #taehyung fluff #taehyung x reader #bangtan fic #bangtan fluff #bangtan x reader

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captainsavre · 1 year ago

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Feeling excited about the new year? Any great plans or anything to look forward to?

well i don’t usually make big plans, i’m more like go with the flow type of person!!

that being said, there are in fact some big events this year i’m actually looking forward to 🤭

1. first is already next week, i’m travelling to London to go see a gig of my fav singer, Melanie C (Sporty Spice) 🥹 although i’m a bit terrified ‘cause i’m going all alone and i hate to travel and going to concerts alone but hey, i’ve been waiting more than 20 years to see her live (as a solo, seen the Spice Girls live a few times already), so yeah i’m excited 😊 and yes, i’m a Spice Girls fan… sue me 😅🤭

2. really hope i can make it to FRR3 and/or CTF2 🥹 looking forward for my very first con… and again, terrified for going all alone and not knowing anyone in the fandom that well yet! i just really REALLY hope Danielle and Stefania will be guests because they’re the only reason i’d go 😬

3. my very first Keane show, here in Portugal in May! big fan of them so yeah, again very excited about it 😊

4. late this year i’m planning to travel to Scotland for the first time, Edinburgh has always been one of my top cities to visit and hopefully it will happen this year 🥰

5. oh and there’s also one more thing… Station 19 being saved, that’s probably the biggest of them all and the one i’m more anxious about!! all of this has consumed all my energy lately and made lose big part of my excitement for all my other plans and it sucks, i really hate it 😔 it has been a rollercoaster of emotions lately, there are days i believe we can make it, there are days i lose all my hope… but yeah gotta believe, right?! 🥹🤞🏼

and for someone that doesn’t make plans, my year is already looking pretty busy 😅🤭

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c-r-m-16 · 6 days ago

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Happy last day of the year! I am going to tell you about my favorite books I’ve read over the past 12 months.

In undergrad I realized that I had basically stopped reading for fun, due to the horrors of trying to get a degree. So, five or six years ago, I started setting myself a reading goal for the year, and every year I meet the goal the next year’s goal gets a little bigger. I read 37 books this year, surpassing my 35 book goal, which has literally never happened before.

I also fulfilled my goal of finally finishing The Once and Future King, which I posted about a couple of weeks ago.

Next year I’m reading 40 books, and my secondary goal will be to shrink the piles of books I’ve purchased and not read yet, and to try and use my library card for new books and not rereads. Wish me luck!

Top 5 books of the year below, in no particular order (except for #1)

1). The Bright Sword by Lev Grossman

Favorite book of the year, hands down. This book could not have been anymore My Shit if it had been designed for me in a lab. Maladjusted teenager obsessed with knighthood travels to Camelot to pursue his dreams only to arrive and discover his idols are dead and the kingdom is fucked.

I am thinking about how the grail quest was approached in this novel basically at all times. I am also thinking about Sir Bedivere and that one chapter with Arthur and Guinevere where Arthur throws the book through the window with some frequency.

Also very interesting to read this as someone who, like many, read The Magicians series when I was 17. It is such a Lev Grossman book, but I definitely approached it from a different mindset than I would have if I’d read it as a teenager.

2). In the Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado

I’ve been meaning to read this for years, and I can’t believe it took me so long, since it has such a good reputation (and rightfully so). Really dug the structure of this. I find that with books that are trying to do several different things at once (in this case: be a memoir of an abusive relationship, explore horror tropes and tropes in general, explore how abuse is represented, etc.) one of those aspects tends to be far more interesting to me than the other(s). That was not AT ALL the case for me here. Listened to an episode of the podcast You Are Good that Machado was on after I had finished this book, and she had a lot of great things to saw about the movie Poltergeist as well. I’m excited to read more of her work.

3). The Monster of Elendhaven by Jennifer Giesbrecht

Fucked up monster guy and the even more fucked up aristocrat he’s obsessed with seek revenge together.

Loved this so much I read it in one sitting (which, admittedly, was not difficult because it’s very short). Excellent book if you like characters who are absolute freaks and unwell about each other. Also had the added bonus of featuring a wet and miserable and weird and atmospheric city (think: Ketterdam, Gotham, etc.). So crazy that this is the author’s debut, can’t wait to see where she goes next.

4). The Once and Future King by T. H. White

One of the more famous aurthirian novels, follows Arthur, and the usual Arthur adjacent characters, from childhood to the eve of the final battle with Mordred.

The Queen of Air and Darkness section kept me from finishing this for literal years, but the final two sections were so good that I am retroactively forgiving that. And honestly, upon reading it this time, The Queen of Air and Darkness was not actually that boring. I think I just started reading it at the wrong time, and this year was the right time.

I will forever and ever and ever be thinking about the scene where Arthur walks in, unnoticed, on Gwen and Lancelot having A Moment, and immediately leaves so a page can announce him therefore allowing him to maintain plausible deniability about their relationship because he LOVES THEM.

5). Leech by Hiron Ennes

Excellent gothic science fiction horror, with a really good audio book, featuring another very striking and atmospheric setting. Follows one host body of a hive mind attempting to solve the murder of a former host body in a miserable frozen chateau populated by the worst people alive. Absolutely loved the early looks at how the hive mind operates. I also really enjoyed the hints we get about this being a far post apocalyptic civilization.

It lagged a little bit in the middle, but the main character’s narration was so engaging, and at times funny, that it didn’t slow me down too much in finishing it. This probably isn’t for the faint of heart (it features some pretty gross and upsetting passages) but thankfully my difficulties with horror are mostly movie related. If you hate an uncertain ending you should maybe steer clear.

Honorable mention to Welcome to the Goddamn Ice Cube by Blair Braverman.

A good memoir (that I listed to the audiobook of) about dog sledding, living in the inhospitable parts of the world where dog sledding happens, and being a woman in those places.

It didn’t blow my mind, but did carry me through most of a 12 hour lab day that involved, among other things, washing 200+ microcentrifuge tubes and grinding freeze dried algae in a mortar and pestle until I got blisters. Braverman, coincidentally (or maybe not) also featured on a Sarah Marshall podcast.

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airsoftaction · 2 months ago

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As one of the AA Crew would say, “Things continue to escalate!” and the end-of-year pace shows no sign of letting up! After a superbly successful MOA in Taipei (Stewbacca’s full report will be in ISSUE 169 next month!) the show season continues as Bill travels off today to join Miguel in Portugal for the EXPOAIRSOFT! Bill told us that “We all tend to work remotely (and all over the world!) these days, and although the AA Crew is a tight-knit team in itself, sometimes it takes a while to physically bring members together! I am very much looking forward to finally meeting my friend Miguel in person and on his home turf after all this time, and to enjoying Lisbon in the company of him and the GHOSTS at the EXPOAIRSOFT… and of course I’ll report back on this event that’s going to bring many of the Portuguese teams, the associations, and even some of the airsoft stores together in one place at one time!” Miguel (pictured this week with his trusty Specna Arms AR) countered by saying “Well, you already know what our weekend will be about, but I'll write it anyway! This Saturday we will be part of the EXPOAIRSOFT 2024, a first-time fair that aims to join-up teams, clubs, associations, shops and other projects related to airsoft. Everyone is welcome, players and non-players. We will have discussion panels, life podcasts and some other surprises… I hope that Bill and I will see some of you there!” But of course elsewhere the rest of the AA Crew will be equally busy… Stewbacca gets back behind his guns, and told us “This weekend, I will mostly be drilling papers and poppers at the Kaohsiung level 3 IPSC Taiwan shoot, the final qualifier match I need to attend to allow me to participate in the world shoot Action Air match in the Philippines next July. Exciting times, fellow shooters...” Rich reported that “I'm attending the opening day of Blackstone CQB in Huntingdon. Looking forward to it”, while Ben said “I’m playing at Cool Under Fire locally again and getting some more night gameplay, and hopefully get some sweet footage too! I wish I could play more night games as really enjoy them, especially running under DNV; it’s like a whole different experience and way to play… patience, tactics and on the spot thinking, making decisive moves to keep myself undetected to allow for maximum kills and enemy team disruptiveness!” Boycie and Li’l Stu are taking dome downtime and preparing for their next trip to SHOT 25! Boycie said “I’ll be starting the planning for our trip to Shot Show 25, with all the news and reports to submit daily… the SIX P’s are always our friend, and I want to make sure that the crew has everything ready to make the very best of our time in the USA!” Of course Dan will be joining Boycie and L’il Stu in Vegas as usual, but as snow comes down in the UK he told us “We're getting some of the remnants of the bomb cyclone that hit the PNW here, so the snow has started falling! As for this weekend, after 15 years of patient waiting, S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 2 has finally arrived. Suffice it to say I believe you’ll know where I’ll be...” So, as always it’s a right old mix of what the AA Crew are up to this weekend, but they’re set and ready to take on whatever gets thrown at them! Whatever airsoft-goodness is on the horizon for YOUR weekend, we hope you have a good one… just remember to work to the elements, and to Play hard, Play safe, and above all, Play with Honour! Read the full article

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pajarosypalabras · 3 months ago

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Staging and my first few days in Paraguay

This past couple of weeks have been an absolute whirlwind of emotion. From packing my bags for the next two years to saying goodbye to all my friends and family, traveling to Philly, then to Panama City, and finally to Asuncion… I have finally found some free time to write my first blog post.

Before leaving, many people asked me “Do you know anyone you’re going with?”, “Do you know where you’re living?”, and “Do you know what you’ll be doing?”. The answer to all of these questions is no. And yes, it is absolutely crazy to move across the world without knowing anyone in the country you’re moving to or anything about how you’ll be living for the next 2 years. Thankfully, there are 44 other crazy people in my cohort who decided to take a leap of faith and come to Paraguay. My cohort has grown very close over the last week and I already feel so lucky to have them here.

Everyday brings something new but I often start the day regretting every decision I’ve ever made. I open my eyes and the first thing I think is “God, I’m so exhausted and where the hell am I? Why did I ever think joining the Peace Corps was a good idea?”. Then, approximately an hour later I’m having the best day of my life. Laughing with friends at breakfast, bonding over our collective feelings of chaos, chatting with environmental experts, and learning about Paraguayan culture. I’ve come to realize that these intense ups and downs will characterize service, and I better get used to them.

We started our adventure in Paraguay at a hotel in Aregua and upon arrival I noticed that I had in fact packed the most out of anyone else in my cohort. I had apparently felt it was absolutely crucial to pack two jewelry boxes, 15 books, a wreath, an apron, 3 knives, enough hair product to last 2 years, my pillow, 14 pairs of pants, and 6 bottles of various essential oils. I’m going to blame my panicked emotional state prior to departure, and perhaps the next time I move across the world, I’ll leave the handmade wreath behind.

Culture and language lessons have begun and are wonderful! I tested out of Spanish classes so I’m currently learning Guaraní in Spanish, with the hopes of becoming fluent in Jopara (a mix between Guaraní and Spanish which is spoken by most Paraguayans). Learning a new language in your second language is quite challenging, but I feel so lucky and proud to be learning an indigenous language. “Mba’éichapa” means “hi” if that gives you any sense of the difficulty of this language.

Prior to meeting my host family today, we went over a few important aspects of Paraguayan culture. First is that Paraguayans speak about people in the 3rd person in front of them. So when I arrived at my host family’s house, the family was talking about me, directly in front of me. Another aspect of Paraguayan culture is that when you shower, you bring your underwear into the shower and wash them in there. Then you hang them in the designated underwear drying station (no DOT hang your underwear up in your bedroom or on a random branch outside). Never put your underwear in the washing machine if you’re doing laundry with another person. It might be okay to wash your underwear in the washing machine if it’s only your clothes, but check with your family before doing so. I never expected so many rules surrounding underwear and I'm dreading the day I run out of clean underwear.

I’m already feeling so connected to my host family. We made empanadas for dinner tonight and chatted late while drinking tereré (hot water, mate and medicinal herbs). My bedroom is firetruck red and there are flowers painted all over the walls, ceramic animals everywhere, and latin club music blasting from across the street. I’m regretting some packing choices at the moment and feel I could have sacrificed at least 8 pairs of pants for a pair of earplugs.

I’m so excited to continue learning and living in Paraguay. I can’t possibly imagine what the next two years are going to look like, but I’m excited to share some glimpses of my life here. Thank you all for reading!!!

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travelingtheusa · 4 months ago

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SOUTH CAROLINA

2024 Oct 2 (Wed) – I just got back from 4 days in New York. I saw the oncologist and the ophthalmologist. I woke up on the morning I was due to see the eye doctor with my right eye inflamed. He prescribed some eye drops and told me to come back in 2 weeks. When I said I wouldn’t be here, he told me to seek out an ophthalmologist wherever I would be.

Miranda contracted COVID so I didn’t get to stay with them. Susan took me in. It was an hour drive added on to go from Hampton Bays to any appointment. I did stop by and grab Caiden and his friend, Xavier. We went to Carvel for ice cream sundaes. It was just an hour but I couldn’t stand the thought I would be in the area and didn’t see Caiden.

2024 Sep 28 (Sat) – Another beautiful day. Some clouds floated by but it was mostly clear blue skies. We went out to lunch at a barbeque place. We did laundry. We took a walk down the beach and over to a chicken place where we picked up some chicken tenders for dinner.

I leave for New York tomorrow. I was going to stay with Miranda but she told me she has COVID. Ao I am going to stay with Susan. It will be a quick trip – in on Sunday and out on Wednesday. I was going to stay until Thursday but Paul made a mistake with our trip plans so I have to come back a day earlier. I will be seeing the oncologist and the ophthalmologist. I also got a call from our financial advisor asking for an annual review so I will be stopping by to see him, too. I certainly hope I get to see Caiden. I know he's excited about seeing me.

Sam called. Travis never came home. She has no idea where he is. I sent him a text message. He said he got gas but didn't say where he was. The whole situation is just weird.

2024 Sep 27 (Fri) – The skies are clear again. The weather is pleasant. We took a walk on the beach. The water is higher and the waves are rough. We went to lunch at California Dreaming. It is the exact duplicate of Carolina Roadhouse. It was such a weird feeling to walk in and see everything exactly like it was at the other restaurant. I asked the waiter if they were in the same chain and he said yes. I guess it saves money if all the decorations are the same.

Travis lost power at his house. He called in a panic. Trees are down. The streets are blocked. The power is out. His phone can’t get a signal. He was frantic. He asked me to find a hotel in the area where they could go. I tried several numbers but none were working. When I told him that, he then asked me to find a gas station that is open where he could get gas for his generator. I found a Love’s travel center and gave him the number. He took off to get gas. I don’t understand his obsession. He should stay at home and take care of his family.

Sam called later. She said they were both at fault. Neither of them filled their gas tank or bought food to stock up. But she assured me they would be alright. They live around the corner from a power station so she thinks they’ll get power back quickly. All the neighbors were sitting out in the cul de sac and the kids were playing in the street.

2024 Sep 26 (Thu) – I am sitting here tonight listening to tornado warnings pop in on my phone. It is very unsettling. Hurricane Helene is just touching the “big bend” of Florida but its affects are impacting all the way up to Myrtle Beach in South Carolina. It must be a very powerful storm. I don’t like tornados.

It rained on and off all day. We went out to lunch at Dagwood’s Sandwich Shop. Great sandwiches! Then I dropped a package at the post office and we returned to hunker down in our camper. Now we have to worry about a tornado headed this way. I’m not going to sleep very well tonight.

2024 Sep 25 (Wed) – Well, everyone pulled out today and we are alone. I spent last night looking at where musters are taking place around the country. Paul lined up our route so we could join 3 of them. It will be an interesting year.

We walked down to the Chicken Joint for lunch (it is in the campground), but it was closed. So we walked down the beach to the resort next door. I had a fried bologna sandwich and Paul had a Philly cheesesteak. Both were very good.

We pulled the blankets off the bed and took them to the laundry. Sheba had gotten sick on the bed yesterday and even though Paul wiped off the vomit, I wanted the blankets washed.

2024 Sep 24 (Tue) – We all went down for breakfast at The Veterans Café & Grill. It is a small restaurant operated by a veteran. He has all kinds of memorabilia around the place. It is a museum of artifacts – pictures, newspapers, uniforms, plaques, etc. Phil & Karon, who live in Myrtle Beach, told us about the café and met us there. We had SOS on toast. It was great!

We stopped at CVS on the way back to pick up Simvastatin for Paul.

2024 Sep 23 (Mon) – There was an invitation to go back to the sunrise on the beach this morning but we didn’t do it. We ran some errands today. Picked up some liquor and groceries at WalMart. Had lunch at the Family Barn and dinner with the group at Carolina Roadhouse. We took a walk down by the beach after the sun set.

2024 Sep 22 (Sun) – We all went down to the beach this morning, set up our camp chairs, and watched the sun come up. We gathered at happy hour and simply sat back and enjoyed each other’s company..

2024 Sep 21 (Sat) – So, the national muster is over. I have been installed as the president. We have left the fairgrounds and moved on to Myrtle Beach where we are staying at Lakewood Camping Report. This is a huge campground with over 1400 spots. They have 12 bathhouses, a water park with a lazy river, and lots of activities. There are golf carts driving all over the place, many with young people blasting music. It is too busy for our taste but we are here with the Nomads chapter. There are 9 couples here. We are all decompressing after all the activities of the national. The campground is right on the ocean beach.

We gathered for happy hour at Joe & Diane’s rig. We had a brief meeting, then went to dinner at Bonefish Grill. After we came back, Paul & I did the laundry. When we returned and got all the clothes put away, we walked down to the beach. It was beautiful in the moonlight.

2024 Sep 20 (Fri) – The closing ceremony was tonight. I gave a class today on chapter presidents & region directors. There was a catered dinner. We had the WIMS (Women in Military Service) chapter meeting and potluck today. We had 4 new women show up. The day was a whirl of activity.

After dinner, we returned to our camper and sent out an email to a few friends, inviting them over for drinks. They brought their libations and chairs, and we visited for 2 hours. It was so nice to just sit and enjoy company without worrying about getting ready for some activity. That’s what we missed most during this national muster.

2024 Sep 19 (Thu) – Still going like a bat out of hell! I have been running around, keeping seminars on schedule and doing presidential stuff. Paul has been taking pictures of everything going on. We were able to run out today to quickly pick up a few things. Sheba was out of food.

2024 Sep 17 (Tue) – So many crazy things have happened in the last few days. The laptop updated and I lost my budget files. After six days, I finally got through to the Carbonite online backup program we use and the agent was able to restore the 2024 budget. This morning, I realized that the rest of my budget files were missing. I will have to call the agent again.

I have been appointed to put out an update sheet every day. So, every night, no matter how tired I am, I have to sit and put together this publication about what’s happening tomorrow. Ugh.

There are many personalities here and some are more short tempered than others. I am coping but they can sometimes be very trying. We had a brown bag auction tonight. The woman coordinating the auction kept putting things on the Missing Man Table. That is a place of honor and I was highly annoyed at that. I asked her assistant to remove the items 3 times. She took them off each time but when the woman put the microphone on the table, I went over and removed it myself.

2024 Sep 15 (Sun) – Wow! Have we been busy. We arrived at the Exchange Park fairgrounds for the national muster with SMART on Wednesday, September 11. From day one, we have plunged into activities. The president fell ill and is not coming so I am acting president. We attended the Nomads pre-muster meeting and potluck. I swore in the new officers for the chapter. Tomorrow is the First Timers session where I will greet the new folks to SMART. We had two people wind up going to the hospital. One thought he had a stroke (he didn’t) and the other fell and hit his head. He is currently in the hospital.

Tonight, we went on a dinner cruise. The weather has been crappy for the last few days – overcast and rainy. Remnants of Hurricane Francine, I think. There is also a front right off the coast that bringing in rainy weather as well. The food was excellent and there was a musician playing great music. There was some dancing. I expected the boat to be rocky with waves and wind but it wasn’t.

2024 Sep 8 (Sun) – We met Travis and the boys at the house at 10:30 AM. He led (and we followed) to the Cliffs Keowee Beach Club and lakeside beach. It was an hour drive around winding roads. The boys swam in the pool and lake. Everyone enjoyed the lunch. Then it was a rush back so Hudson could get to a birthday party at 2 PM. Noah came back to the campground with us. I napped. He and Paul watched TV for an hour. Then we turned around and drove back to Travis’ house. We were supposed to go to the Omni, a high end buffet place at the Cliffs where he works. Unfortunately, he found out they don’t do dinner on Sunday; only a brunch. So we all went out to the Texas Roadhouse. Afterwards, we all went back to the house for an hour. Paul threw the football with Hudson. Lincoln drew pictures. Noah was sent to his room to do missing school work. Sam and Travis were actually cordial to each other tonight. No fighting, nasty comments, or snide remarks. It was pleasant for once.

Poor Sheba is so constipated. She is crying and trying to poop but nothing is coming out. We gave some lactulose to help. Last time we did it, it was too much and she got diarrhea. We’ll be more careful this time.

2024 Sep 7 (Sat) – We drove to the bowling alley to meet Travis, Noah and Hudson (Sam was bringing Lincoln to his first soccer game). We arrived at 9 only to discover leagues didn’t start until 10. So we drove down the road to a CVS and printed out some photos for the national muster. We returned to the lanes at 10 and met Travis and the boys. We watched them bowl, then we left to get Sheba and take her to the vet. Her weight was down half a pound, her skin is dry and itchy, and she is having trouble with her back legs, her left leg on particular. The vet examined her. We talked about various causes and treatments. The doc gave us gabapentin to give her for the pain of her arthritis. She also recommended that we pick up some cosequin for her bones. When done, we drove to PetSmart and picked up the cosequin and a scratching pad. Travis was going out with friends tonight for his birthday, so we spent the night home.

We gave Sheba the gabapentin at dinner time. It was a capsule and we opened it to give her half of one. Later, around 7 PM, she got up to walk to her dish and was weaving like a drunkard. The medication really knocked her for a loop. She won’t get that any more!

2024 Sep 6 (Fri) – Today was Travis’ birthday. We went over after running a few errands – items for a gift basket at the muster, a birthday cake at Ingles, and something at Lowe’s. We got to the house around 4:00 PM. I called a pizza place and ordered some pizzas for dinner. Sam picked them up on the way home from work. Her parents came over and we all shared dinner and birthday cake. Afterward, we watched a movie on the patio. Everyone seemed to get along fine.

2024 Sep 5 (Thu) – We worked around the rig yesterday. Paul put new lights in around the rig and a new lock on the door. I worked on items for the muster then made some omelet cups for breakfasts.

We went out to lunch at Chick-fil-A, stopped to pick up liquor, got some fuel, and shopped at Ingles. We drove to the field where Hudson was having football practice. Sam was there. She thought we were going to be at the house so she left Lincoln and Noah home. She and I talked for a bit. There was a lot of complaining about Travis. It’s funny about how they see the same situation in two totally different versions. After practice, we went over the house and visited for a while.

2024 Sep 4 (Wed – 53rd Anniversary) – I slept very poorly last night. Scenes of interaction with Travis kept playing out in my head. Ways to try to reach him and convince him that he is out of control. Ugh. This is between him and his wife but I can’t help feeling helpless.

Both of us forgot it was our anniversary today. I got a note on my phone in the calendar. I laughed and wished Paul a happy anniversary. He confessed that he forgot. So I had to confess that I did, too, until the phone told me so. We laughed.

What a day today. I spent the morning working on things for the National Muster later this month. Paul worked on building a slideshow for our caravan next year. At 2 PM, Travis called and asked us to go over to the house and let the air conditioner repairman in the house. So, we went over, let the repairmen in and waited until Travis came home.

Travis and Sam had a fight last night. A window got broken. Travis got glass in his eye and had to go to the emergency room. They both claim they have had enough yet neither will leave the house. It is such a toxic situation. Ugh. We tried to talk to them but they have a long way to go.

2024 Sep 3 (Tue) – We pulled up stakes and left Heiskell, TN, at 9:50 a.m. It was 185 miles to Duncan where we are camped at Beacon Ridge RV Park. It is a new park with absolutely no amenities – not even a bathroom or an office. The grass is struggling to come up and the campsites are gravel. We have a pull-thru site with full hookups. There are no trees.

We left at 4:45 p.m. to drive to the Piedmont Athletic Complex to see Hudson play football. This is his first year playing football, and just his second game. I don’t think the coaches have taught football to beginners before. They were run over by the other team who did weird things. For instance, when they kicked a goal, the team lay down on the ground while the ball was kicked. Hudson’s team would all gather in front of the goal post and wave their arms, jump, and yell to distract the kicker. That didn’t do anything. Also, Hudson’s team is not allowed to throw the ball. I don’t understand that. The other team scored a number of goals. I’m sure it must have been disappointing for Hudson and his teammates.

Travis contacted us to ask for the field where Hudson was playing. Apparently, Sam wouldn’t give it to him. He says they are going through a “rough patch.” After hearing what Sam and her parents had to say, I am of the opinion that Travis has gone over the edge. He is drinking heavily and says the most awful things to Sam. She showed me emails Travis sent to her parents that was just disgusting. I think Sam should kick him out and get divorced. I am afraid that Travis is going to hurt someone. He seems to have lost control. Yet he was loving and chatty with us. We met him at the field. We kissed hello, chatted, and then he left. Didn’t even stay to watch Hudson play. Sam says he doesn’t go to any of the kids games, won’t pick them up from school, and won’t drop them off anywhere. Don’t know what’s happened to him but this just doesn’t sound like Travis.

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agthreads · 5 months ago

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"mm," he hummed at the mention of somewhere warm — yeah, he could get down with that. perhaps it was his tired mind just taking whatever idea of warmth he could get and running with it, but sitting in the sun for hours sounded too good right about now. "'ve never been to africa," he murmured, "greece, either." if he could think about it, he'd probably be shaking ares with the desire of moving to greece. i mean, what a fucking idea. beach, history — he'd be all over it. he'd never want to leave, really. but he supposed that that was a large part of why it could work; it'd be the perfect place for them to do whatever they wanted. "island. don't want a big city, either." he'd had enough of his fair share of those, of clusterfucks of people everywhere he went — perhaps that's why he quietly leaned towards the more subtle options given. one hand began scratching gently at ares' back, as his head tilted up the slightest bit, just so he could press his lips to his skin. "why — why haven't you slept, hm? counting sheep didn't work?"

“we can go to both. you just have to pick one to live at.” ares already had a system of sorts, all they really had to do was adapt seunggi to it. find their own system, one that worked for the both of them. “i usually have everything sent to my new location, and travel for a few weeks to give it time to get wherever it’s going.” was murmured as he kept his slow pace, fingers running through his boyfriends hair contently. “so … a small coastal city in africa or greece.” that was easy to work with, it would make it easy for them to dive into. to do research, to look at pictures. ares was excited — as he always was when it came time to move. or he usually was. but with seunggi in the picture, when he had thought they would eventually have to go their separate ways? god, it was miserable to think about. or had been. “i was thinking about it all. about you.” ares murmured with a tip of his own head to leave a kiss against the crook of seunggi’s neck. “thinking about how excited i am to see your smile on some beach somewhere. thinking about if you’d even want to.” his fingers tugged gently at the others hair with a soft sigh. “i’ve been dreading my next move, but not anymore. now i’m just … happy.”

seunggi let out a soft snort at that, "greece, then." they had the prospect of all the time in the world hanging at their fingertips, didn't they? so he might as well choose the option that had him genuinely excited — there was always the chance for more. especially considering it was ares he was with; he was surprised he managed to keep him tied down to one spot for so long, really. he always seemed like he was bursting at the seams to go wherever he could and, for once, seunggi had that same energy building. "me," he repeated almost inquisitively, mind slowly buzzing as to what about him would have kept his boyfriend up all night. but when he continued, seunggi let out a small sigh of contentment and understanding. "i'd go anywhere with you. no questions asked." it was true for the most part — maybe not before all of these decisions were put on the table, begging to be made. but now that they were really together, devoted to one another? he'd do anything and everything for ares, with very little exceptions. "baby," was murmured into his skin, his melting further into the other's hold ensuing with ease. it was a shared feeling, being so comfortable, so happy — it was unparalleled. "that makes me happy." his hand moved to slide down his side in appreciation before slipping back to his back. "you deserve to be happy always. 's all i want — to make you happy."

“greece it is. should we look for a little house on a mountain side? they have those there, i think. ones that overlook the water.” ares could be making things up right now for all he knew. but that was what the internet was for, so he wasn’t worried. “oh, and a boat. if we’re going to greece we need a boat.” one they could take out and away from beaches and other people, where they could relax and do whatever they wanted. “what about a houseboat?” came next, words joking as both arms moved to wrap around his boyfriend instead. his eyes closed with a soft hum, and then he was moving to be more on his back, which meant he was tugging seunggi along. as if he was going to let go of him. “you’re very, very good at it.” making him happy, that is. “you should go back to sleep, it’s still so early.” was murmured with a soft kiss to seunggi’s neck. “we can talk about this later. maybe with coffee, and something to eat.”

“that’d be nice,” he agreed, already able to tell that when he fell back asleep, he’d likely end up dreaming about this, their future together. a little house on the mountainside, all the gyros they could ever need. maybe a little goat, just for fun. he’d like a goat. “can you drive a boat?” was the obvious next question. if not, he supposed it wouldn’t be hard for either of them to get a greek license, or whatever they’d need. the mention of a house boat had him snorting quietly, the noise melting into a slight snicker. “the boat would sink with all of your stuff on it.” a pause. “unless we get a big one.” he didn’t think the suggestion was serious, but it was a little amusing imagining them cruising around on a cruise ship for two. he moved with ease, quietly settling on top of ares as his hands sought to rest on his sides again so they wouldn’t fall asleep. “are you? sleeping, i mean.” he asked as if he’d be able to pull himself out of his little tired daze with ease if his boyfriend said no (though, he was sure he could manage to find a way). but he was truly intent on making sure he got some semblance of rest while he could. “diner? hm? or are y’gonna let me cook for you?”

“ive been on boats. it can’t be that hard to drive one.” ares felt his smile turn more amused at the thought. they would be able to figure it out, he knew it wouldn’t be a problem. just another skill they could add onto the list. “stop,” ares laughed too, arms squeezing around the other man before he realized again. “i want to talk about that too — my stuff.” his hands resumed their movements, mostly just letting his thumbs rub small circles into seunggi’s skin. “i probably will, who knows.” he was sure he’d fall asleep eventually, whether it was within ten minutes or in the form of a mid morning nap. either way his eyes were closed in the moment, body nothing but relaxed as time ticked by. “i like when you cook for me.” an easy statement said with that same smile. he really did, anything from a sandwich to a full blown meal — he wasn’t picky. “and not just like, you offering your neck.” was added after a minute with a quiet snicker of his own.

“ah, so finally something i can teach you,” he noted under his breath, along with a soft laugh. “‘s not hard. and you’re a smart cookie, you can do it.” especially with his experience with cars and whatnot, seunggi was sure ares could pick it up in no time. “do you?” he mused, again his mind getting to work trying to fill in the blanks. “got me curious. but later.” he wasn’t sure he’d retain much after a point, especially with ares making him so comfortable. his hands tugged at the blankets to pull them tighter around them, his head lifting a bit in the process to make sure all the bases were covered. “well, i want to make sure you’re actually fed,” he grinned, letting his eyes wander along his boyfriend’s resting face before pressing a kiss to his chin. “should’ve never told me food does nothing for you,” he teased, settling his face back into ares’ warmth. “would’ve had me cooking for you twenty-four-seven.”

“you teach me stuff all the time. keeping me young.” ares teased, head lifting to press a kiss to the top of his boyfriends head. “mhm, i do. later.” considering seunggi felt like he was a full minute away from going completely relaxed and asleep, he wasn’t going to push any detailed conversation on him. “you feed all my needs, don’t you worry.” his hands squeezed against seunggi’s back, one moving lower to rub circles into his lower back while the other stayed put. “food tastes good, that’s enough for me.” another huff of a laugh, smile growing as his eyes closed again. “should have told you i need double the normal amount to live. what a rookie mistake.”

“mm, absolute rookie. like you were born yesterday,” he hummed out lazily, lips pressing together as his breaths grew slower. he fell asleep quicker than he anticipated — or, really, he stayed up longer than he anticipated, considering they had close to a whole conversation. but he was overwhelmed by his drowsiness quite quickly, once again melting further on top of ares as he fell entirely relaxed. but, of course, he managed to murmur out a quiet ‘i love you’ somewhere in between as a small reminder.

it wasn’t hard for ares to actually follow suit this time around. his boyfriends weight on top of him helped, he knew that was the biggest factor. well, that, and the lack of sleep to begin with. though if anything it was only an hour or two — considering he woke up early most days anyway his body was keeping to the routine. not that he minded — not that he was going anywhere. if anything ares was just readjusting his grip on the other, all but hugging him. though this time around ares was right back to rubbing at seunggi’s back, maybe in hopes of slowly rousing the other.

for a solid minute or two, seunggi tried to ignore the fact that — surprise! — the sun was up now, resulting in his trying to will himself back to sleep. in any other case, ares’ hands on his back would’ve helped him knock out again, but he could tell by the other’s breathing that he was awake. and that? that was half the reason he let out a sleepy groan, his head turning to plant his face into ares’ pillow. it took him a second to readjust to the fact that it was time to actually get up now, resulting in a muffled, “morning.” a hand clumsily reached for one of ares’, just hold for now. “— did you sleep?”

ares was grinning the moment he realized the other finally woke. sue him, he was selfish in wanting seunggi up. “good morning, baby.” a second good morning, he supposed. seunggi’s second, his first — not that it mattered in the long run. “i woke up, so — yeah, i slept.” ares mused quietly as his hand gladly found its way into seunggi’s own. “you kept me so warm, i think i knocked right out.” his other hand moved up into seunggi’s hair, eyes opening at last to flick downwards at him. “you know what?”

“good.” he was truly happy to hear it; he might’ve even tried to pull him back in for another morning nap just to get something in him. he let out a huff of a laugh, “learning all of the tricks from your bed. this thing’s made for hibernation.” it was true — seunggi could probably tack on an extra hour or two to his regular sleep schedule just from how comfortable it was. a content sigh spilled out at the hand in his hair, leaving his fingers running gently along the other’s arm. “what?”

“when your life is never ending, a great bed is almost mandatory.” ares laughed softly, chest rising with a content intake of breath. that was one thing he’s learned not to compromise on, comfort. pay for it, experience it — have whatever made life that much better. “i think when we sleep i like, wander into your dreams.” he murmured after a moment of trying to figure out how to word it. “s’like a movie.” of course he wouldn’t do it if he knew how to stop it — but, well. he can’t train his sleeping self. “i don’t know why i would dream about a goat. why were you dreaming about a goat?” there was another laugh as he gently scratched his fingers against seunggi’s scalp.

well, that? that piqued his interest. if his face wasn’t hidden, it’d probably be contorting into one of confusion — he was aware of the whole thoughts thing, but dreams, too? it made sense, actually, but now he was curious as to how many times such a thing had happened. he didn’t mind it, really — it wasn’t like he could outright control what he was dreaming about, nor did he think ares could control what he did while he was sleeping, either. but the mention of the goat had his head lifting, eyebrows raised in pleasant surprise. he let out a small few laughs at first, like trying to cope with the ridiculousness of his dream and how embarrassing it was that that’s what ares saw, until he was spiraling into a fit of laughter out of pure amusement. “oh, god —“ his free hand moved to cover his eyes before he tried to hide in his boyfriend’s chest. “i — i thought it’d be fun to have a goat, you know, when we move.” now that he had to say it outloud, the ridiculousness again began to sink in. nope, not a cat or a dog. a goat. seunggi wanted a goat. “i can’t believe that’s what you remembered of all things.”

fresh from what ares would consider a nap, seunggi on top of him, and laughter filling the air? he was pretty sure this was how he wanted every single morning to look like. or as close as he could get. it had his features melting into more of a fond expression, soft smile tugging at his lips as embarrassment seemed to wash over his boyfriend. “we can get a goat. a little baby one. that would be so cute.” as if he’d deny the other, especially when it was something so cute like that. “i don’t know what goats need but we can figure it out.” obviously they could, that’s how this went. new things meant looking up how to work with them, goats included. “you were smiling so big, of course that’s the part i remember.” a hand was moving to go in search of seunggi’s chin, smile still present right up until he was puckering his lips.

“you’d want one?” it seemed like a bit of an insane idea, really. neither of them were farm people — or at least he didn’t think they were. who knew if ares had managed to live on a farm at some point in his life. but seunggi, by all means, was not. hence why he was nodding along at ares’ words, a small smile stuck on his lips as he picked his head up once and for all. “i promise i won’t try to talk you into a whole farm. just a goat.” for now. he’d put good money on wanting a pig or two at some point — maybe not in the next century, but at some point. the mention of his smile made his literal one grow fond, eyes softening as he moved in to give ares what they both wanted. he kept the kiss short and sweet, only to go back in for another after a second or two. he might’ve even gone in for a third if he wasn’t a little bit intent on pressing a hand to his chest so he could rest his chin on it with ease. “did you see yourself? or just the goat?”

“why not? it’ll be something we can learn together.” ares was sure he’s never had a pet or animal under his roof ever — never a bad time to start, though. “we could get a turtle — they live so long. a big tortoise. could have it for like two hundred years or something.” maybe after the goat — or the goat first and they can see how they do with it. “we might have to get two goats, so it has a friend.” once he got not only one, but two kisses, that hand found its way back into seunggi’s hair. “mhm, i’m sure i was in there somewhere. i recall your dreams as badly as i’d recall my own.” he gave a soft teasing tug to his boyfriends hair. “i think my favorite ones are your wet dreams.” the teasing was still going, it seemed, as was his smile ever present. “those ones almost always wake me up.”

as if it was possible for his heart to get any happier. his hand squeezed at ares’, until his thumb sought to run along the other’s knuckles. “a turtle would be funny, actually. it’d probably get tired of us after the first twenty years.” he let out a quiet snort at the thought — adopting a tortoise older than him, but one (obviously) younger than ares. a real ride or die if he ever saw one. “mm, you were everywhere, from what i remember.” he gave a soft hum, “you were the reason i was smiling so much.” and the goat, but, well, could he be blamed? it was a fucking goat. at those words, however, his lips parted to form a slow smile before he let out another huff. “you — oh my god —” if the embarrassment couldn’t get worse, it somehow went against all odds. he didn’t know why he was so flustered over such a thing; it wasn’t like he wasn’t honest with what he wanted and when, anyway. but somehow, knowing that ares knew and had known? that had his cheeks slowly going red. “so you like what you see, hm?”

“if we give him lots of crunchy vegetables he’ll love us. or her. i don’t think it matters.” was it bad that he was already thinking over names? for the hypothetical tortoise and goats? “maybe — “ then his brows were furrowing with the mere idea of it. “maybe i never see myself because i just — i’m what you’re seeing.” yeah, no - he didn’t know what to do with this kind of information. “m’seein’ it in first person.” ares added with a laugh, smile staying put as he let his gaze wander over seunggi’s features. “i always like what i see. you’re always just what i need.” dreams and otherwise, obviously. “so should i start waking you up so we can reenact these dreams?” ares was mostly teasing here — he liked letting seunggi get his beauty rest, and wouldn’t want to tear him away from a good dream. that, and he had two capable hands himself.

“hm, maybe.” his eyes drifted a little bit at that. it’d make sense — if ares was there, watching, he might as well be in the dream. weirdly, he wasn’t bothered by this, of all things. he’d certainly heard weirder; this was just a typical day for them, wasn’t it? “you know the answer is yes,” he answered with a laugh, even as his legs shifted out of instinct. “i’d rather actually have my hands on you. dreams are just me filling in the blanks, no?” seunggi’s head tilted at that, only to press his lips to the back of his own hand in thought. “you wouldn’t — you don’t even have to wake me up. you can just…” a slight tilt of his head. “touch. make it real.”

“you’d rather get handsy over sleeping? noted.” ares huffed a quiet laugh and sighed again, head turning just a little even if his eyes stayed put. “hm?” came next, tone somewhat questioning as he heard what was being said, or more what was being hinted at. “you want me to wake you up with my hands on you, baby? my mouth?” ares mused, smile growing with a lift of his brow too. “it’s safe to say as long as you’re already dreaming about it that you wouldn’t mind?” game changer, honestly. “pulling you right out of the dream into the real thing could be fun.”

“cant believe you’d even have to ask,” seunggi scoffed. “there’s enough time in the day for me to nap if i need to.” and as if he’d turn down the opportunity to let ares get his hands on him. he was greedy, what could he say? even more so, now that he knew they were on the same page. an eyebrow quirked in response to the tone he received, internally unsure of how such a thing would be received. “yes, yes i do,” he murmured in response. “as long as i’m dreaming about it, it’s fair game.” his hand wiggled free from under his chin to card through ares’ hair, mostly just opting to brush it away from his face. “i trust you. more than anyone. even if you peek at my goat dreams.”

“i’m always going to ask.” at least once, just to make sure, and then? well as long as he didn’t get a genuine stop then they’d have all sorts of fun. and considering he was more than one hundred percent sure that if either one of them wasn’t in the mood for something they’d voice it? he could only smile more so. “the feeling is mutual.” was murmured as his own hand seemed to mimic seunggi’s in pushing his boyfriends hair up off his forehead. “oh, baby, i wasn’t just peeking — i might as well have had a bag of popcorn.” he joked, head lifting to land a kiss to his nose. “i love you so much but m’just a little hot and i can’t reach the remote.” came next with a snicker of a laugh.

the sentiment had seunggi pausing for a moment, only to reach and press a kiss to ares’ cheek. it was an important thing for him, even if he didn’t quite know to voice just how much. but the sentimentality ended there, because the second the joking kicked in, he was moving to shove gently at his boyfriend’s chest. and then there was more, resulting in that same hand resting on ares’ mouth with a grin, just to subside the laughs. “should take your pants off, then. problem solved.” a joke, mostly, considering he rolled off of the other’s frame, a slight huff falling free once his back hit the mattress, just to be met with more warmth. “god, i love this thing.”

whiplash — ares was getting whiplash from seunggis actions. not that his smile disappeared, if anything he only smiled more. kisses and shoves, all done in love. or so he would tell himself until the day he died — well. maybe not quite but the saying stuck either way. “you should take my pants off.” was his counter reply, his own laugh following as he tossed whatever blankets still laid over him away. “pretty sure you judged me for it the first time. i’ll never forget.” an obvious tease.

“you want me to take your pants off? i’ll take your pants off,” he mused from where he was rolling onto his side, only to roll onto his stomach. his arms folded to slip under the pillow his head was on. “i just can’t promise your dick won’t end up somewhere else.” and at the mentioning of judging, he was snorting out a laugh. “can you blame me? you’re living in the year ten-thousand with this thing. it’s like sitting in a toaster, it’s so nice.”

“i do like when you take my pants off. my clothes off in general.” was his answer as he turned his head, of which was followed by his whole body turning instead. any chance he could get to lovingly look at the other man, he would. “i do like that too.” he added with an amused laugh as a hand was lifted to find its way to seunggi’s side. “after breakfast you can have my dick wherever you want it. have me wherever you want.” a squeeze to seunggi’s side, and then he was forcing himself into a sitting position. “i like the massaging part — and the cooling. but it’s cold outside so,” you know, heat made more sense. his hand landed against seunggi’s ass in a smack, smile ever present. “you promised me a home cooked meal. kind of.”

"alright, i'll hold you to that," unless ares changed his mind. then that'd be an entirely different story. but for now he was letting his lips curl into a grin at ares' attention turning towards him, and just the slightest bit wider when his hand squeezed his side. "gonna have to try the massage part some time. if you come home to me looking like i'm dancing on my side, that's why." he could also could very much enjoy the cooling but, of course, everyone preferred heat, didn't they? he let out a 'pft' in response to the smack at his ass, one hand escaping from underneath the pillow in an attempt to grab at the perpetrating hand with a laugh. "oh, did i?" when his fingers wrapped around ares' wrist, he pried it away, just to let both hands shake it as he rolled onto his back once more. "i know, i know. 'm just — slowly rolling my way there." and enjoying the heat while he still had it. at least until he was dropping ares' hand entirely so he could toss his legs over the side of the bed. "what're you in the mood for?"

“you’ve never tried it?” he scoffed and was clearly surprised, though his attention turned to the hand now around his. “ ares couldn’t help the laugh that burst from his lips when seunggi got his wrist. his amusement was clear as seunggi actually shook him, and while he didn’t stop it he was tugging like that would get seunggi moving. “my bed has you in his grasp, huh?” he teased, and once the other was sitting up he was moving to stand between his legs with both hands finding either side of his face. “bacon? and whatever else.” was mused before he leaned in for a kiss, an obvious next move. “i’ll even make you a coffee for your troubles.”

"nope," seunggi answered simply, almost amused at the shock he received. "i didn't want to break it, or anything. so you'll have to show me how you change the settings, and all that." turning it on was obvious — he assumed it was close to turning on or changing the temperature when it came to the remote. but fixing the settings? that was a different story. the last thing he wanted was the floor shaking like there was an earthquake. if he could find more energy in him, he'd be tugging ares back, too, but breakfast was breakfast and it seemingly wasn't waiting for anyone. his hands curled around the back of both of ares' thighs, hands smoothing over the area gently as he tilted his head to look up at him. "bacon hardly counts as a meal, but fine." but when food really meant nothing to a vampire, he supposed it kind of did count as one. he'd just cook whatever he was in the mood for and double it — he doubted ares would complain, anyway. he leaned upward to meet him for the kiss, humming happily as his hands offered a squeeze. "thank you, baby." which was followed by a kiss pressed to his wrist. "— do you want me to turn this thing off?"

“it would be so hard for you to break it. it’s just a bed.” his words were nothing but teasing as he looked down at the other. “unless you use the adjustable part and jump on it or something.” either way? it was just stuff, it could be replaced easily. and as long as seunggi enjoyed himself? who cared. “it counts as a meal if i eat enough of it.” anything could, really. or more it could give that full feeling. a carton of ice cream. a pound of bacon. three sandwiches. the list was endless, and it was hit or miss on if it was classified as an actual meal or not. “yes, please. unless you want to come back up after breakfast, we can keep it warm.” there was reluctance to pull away, so he only took a step back to give the other man room to stand. “have a flavor in mind for you coffee or just whatever i pull out of the drawer?” he’d definitely go digging for whatever flavor or type seunggi wanted, and was prepared to do so.

"maybe i'll do that, then. i amend my previous statement: if you see me jumping on it like a trampoline when you come home, this is why," he snorted out a laugh. "a pound of bacon, coming right up then!" a pound of bacon was most definitely not coming right up, but maybe somewhere close to it. because, why the hell not? as long as he didn't burn it, he was sure they could find a use for it. a hum in thought, "i'll leave it on for now. just in case." he didn't doubt there'd be some urge to drag ares right back up, no matter how much of the morning they'd already spent stuck under the sheets. if they didn't find their way back up, then he'd, of course, be the one to go out of his way to turn it off. his hands traveled upward as he moved to stand in the space between ares and the bed, his hands settling on the man's lower back. "whatever you pull out is fine," he smiled, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his lips. only then did his hands lift to settle on his boyfriend's forearms, tugging him along with him as he moved to begin out of the room. "not too picky this morning, if you can believe it."

“you know … i think i would actually love to see you jumping on it.” ares was one hundred percent sure he would absolutely love every second of it, and might even join in. mostly due to the fact he knew the smile he’d get would be worth it. “or let me take you to a trampoline park.” that wasn’t exactly the same, sure, but it would get the job done. probably. “i don’t know, i think between the two of us we could eat a whole pound of anything.” definitely not, even in the case of bacon he was sure his salt tolerance would break him. “don’t go getting my hopes up for more cuddles if you’re not following through.” his tone was near pointed, even if it went totally against the smiling face that was paired with it. “hmm,” he let his own hands find their way to seunggi’s hips, watching the other contently. “i’ll pick two different flavors for us and let you pick.” an easy compromise, one that would narrow the options from like fifteen to two. “the real question is do you want a big cup or a smaller one? i might do a smaller one so i —“ there was a sudden pause, like he just had an epiphany as they walked. why was he limiting his caffeine when it didn’t work on him that way? all this time, wasted. “never mind, i’m having a big one.”

"i'll go to a trampoline park any time," was noted with a laugh. "i've never been to one — too many kids, i'd think. would be scared i'd squish them, or something. but i do hear they have dodgeball, so prepare to have your ass handed to you." he doubted he'd really win if they had an actual game, obviously because of the difference in strength levels here. but that didn't mean he wouldn't be willing to try. "you're the one dragging me out of bed, i wasn't sure if you'd want any more," he laughed once more, offering a light shove at the tone he received. well, it was somewhat true. he was sure he'd get hit with a line similar to 'always wanting cuddles', but, you know, circumstances change. but on the other hand, they might just change again when seunggi managed to shove some food down his throat. the universe knew he'd be ready to lay down for hours after just about every meal. "that works. might just pick with my eyes closed, but that works." he didn't think there was a single option in ares' drawer that he disliked, so. a fun little game of russian roulette. he listened intently as his boyfriend spoke while he walked, but the sudden silence had him raising both of his eyebrows, clearly hanging on every word. the final verdict had him chuckling, "i'll do a small one, i think. always time for more later." that, and he didn't think he might have to be carried around if he had too much of anything. "might just do eggs. can't go wrong with those, right? can whip you up and omlette, if you want. and woo you with my flipping skills," of which was followed by a smug wiggle of his eyebrows.

“we could go to one that has an obstacle course in it. i doubt they would have little little kids there, right? maybe like — teenagers.” worst comes to worst and they just rent a trampoline park. it wasn’t like that was really out of their realm of possibilities. “oh, god — you don’t want to play dodgeball with me. you’ll go flying.” ares was joking, of course. he likes to think at this age he had a good handle on how to control his strength… though there was no telling. he might push it just a little to see how seunggi handled it. “uh, yeah. dragging you to the kitchen, for food. that’s love.” was said with a grin as he gave a gentle tug with the hopes of bringing the other man into his side. “in that case i’ll just pick the one i want more.” a snort of a laugh as he glanced away from seunggi to make sure they didn’t go tumbling down the stairs. he only offered a nod in answer, one big and one small — that was easy enough. and more reason for him to pick his first, seeing as seunggi didn’t care. “eggs and bacon is a classic.” one that he already felt himself excited to shovel down his pie hole. “a cheese omelette?” that smile returned as he looked right back to his boyfriend, his own brows raising. “flipping skills? better be careful you don’t make me swoon. you’ll have to pick me up off the floor.”

"oh, god — you'd fuckin' have me bouncing from wall to wall, wouldn't you?" he couldn't help but laugh thinking about it, even if he doubted such a thing would ever actually occur. it'd probably be a little bit amusing, even if he'd end up going splat like a bug on a windshield. seunggi moved with ease to walk next to the other, his closer arm lifting to sit on his shoulder before letting his hand find his hair to offer a teasing tug. he jokingly scowled at ares seemingly messing with his fun (not that he'd ever deny him from getting what he wanted, anyway, especially in the form of a cup of coffee). "a cheese omelette," he agreed decisively, his head nodding to show that yup, such a thing could be done. "oh, don't worry. i'll have a spatula ready to peel you off the floor when i'm done." he ruffled the other's hair at that before letting his arm just settle over his shoulder. "should see me with pancakes. fuckin' stellar with those things, like i walked right off of the food network."

“you wouldn’t even see it coming.” ares teased, head turning to flash a happy grin. maybe they’d have to do that twice. one with human seunggi, and the other once he’s turned. he could only imagine what that would look like to anyone else. pure insanity. “how sweet. it’s only fair you pick up the mess you’ve made anyway.” ares snorted a quiet laugh as he all but leaned into the others hold. “i’ve just had the best idea. pancakes for lunch.” was he joking? to be determined, though right now he was sure the only thing that mattered was breakfast. there was a stop from his end, conveniently close to the coffee station, though he didn’t pull away. if anything he was just getting them closer, hands falling to seunggi’s waist to tug him in for a kiss. “gonna make you put your money where your mouth is, baby.”

an eyebrow naturally quirked at the mention of ares having an idea, let alone the best one — which only resulted in seunggi lips pursing to hold in a laugh. “oh, so you’re trying to make a housewife out of me, are you?” he was in the midst of stepping away from ares and closer to where the pans were stashed away, just to be interrupted by tugs at his waist (not that that was a bad thing in his mind). his attention turned, as did his body to step in closer. “good,” he murmured before leaning in to get caught in the kiss. both of his hands found ares’ wrists while their lips were pressed together, tugging them away from his hips before he pulled away with a grin. “gonna need you to stop putting your hands on me before you accidentally postpone breakfast.”

“you can be my housewife.” a snicker escaped against the others lips, words merely joking. if anything they’d be splitting housewife duties — ares could definitely clean where seunggi cooks. “you’re just too addicting to stay away from.” ares murmured even as his hands dropped down to his sides again. if he had it his way he’d never take his hands off seunggi. “it’s your fault, really. me getting distracted by you.” was teased as he finally turned his attention to what was his task of the morning — coffee. easy. it was nothing but muscle memory at this point. turning it on, grabbing the pods. the mugs. any desired additions. “this might sound dramatic, but i want to go through all my stuff and probably get rid of a lot.” well — not throw it away, but maybe donate, or something similar.

“mhm,” he hummed, eyes flickering over ares’ features and, for a moment or two, he was too tempted to just lean in again and make that fact worse. but the teasing popped that bubble really quick, leaving him snickering under his breath. “the same thing can be said about you, you know,” he replied as his head dipped to press a chaste kiss to ares’ shoulder after he turned around. then it was his turn to actually get to work, his mission of pulling out the pans getting right back on track. he succeeded quite quickly, as within a moment or two he placed two on separate burners and put the heat on. thank god he managed to do all of that before ares spoke again because there was a large chance he would’ve dropped a pan out of pure surprise. “what? why?”

“we have a problem then, don’t we?” two men addicted to one another, nothing to really stop themselves from indulging. nothing but sleep, eating — other than that? they had free range to do whatever they wanted. “well,” ares was pushing seunggi’s mug under the machine so he could get it going. “i have a box of important stuff that’s not going anywhere. but everything else is just … taking up space.” fingers tapped against the counter as he watched the coffee brew with a tip of his head. “i want us to have room for our stuff.” whatever that might be, whatever they might collect over time. “plus if we make room i could put the important stuff out instead of in a box.” was mused with a glance over his shoulder to look at him.

“mm, maybe.” no, definitely. but he was too focused on drifting towards the fridge to seriously consider it. he didn’t think (or at least hoped) ares was expecting him to do so now, if anything. besides, his mind was also busy trying to wrap itself around his boyfriend wanted to get rid of his stuff that he’d already had for who knows how long. he listened intently to his explanation, even as he pulled out everything he’d need for each part of the meal, sliding them all onto the counter. his concern easily turned on its head; the idea of having their stuff, stuff they could have together, sent warmth barreling through his body. “oh,” he paused in his actions, instead turning his head to look at ares, too. “yeah, i want to see your important stuff make its grand debut.” he offered a soft, genuine grin before his eyebrows raised a fraction. “but you’re not going to just, get rid of things… willy nilly, right? like, this is your stuff, you know?”

the moment the machine finished its job he was moving the mug away. that was followed by making it up how his boyfriend liked it, and then he was turning fully to walk it over to him. “have i not shown you? i have a few things from my human life. from my parents.” believe it or not that particular box wasn’t full — whatever went in had to mean something to him. “we can look through it today. maybe start going through it.” it didn’t have to be done all at once, they could do it over days and weeks. little by little, he’d accomplish his self made task. “no, not willy nilly. but if we’re going to live on a mountainside or something i’d assume those houses aren’t very big. and no use having a storage unit or anything. if we can’t take it might as well give it to someone else.” a pause as he leaned his hip against the counter beside seunggi. “yard sale?” was mused with a grin.

"i think you've shown me some of it, i just wasn't sure what classified as the box," was mused with a grateful smile as he took the mug into his grasp. he brought it to his lips to blow on it a few times in the hopes of cooling it down. "we can do that. i'd like you to give me the rest of the tour." his free hand lifted to tap on his boyfriend's forehead just to show exactly what he was referring to. a few steps to the side before he grabbed a bowl, along with a fork. two eggs were cracked and tossed in as ares continued, and then seunggi got to work beating the hell out of them. a tilt of his head this way and that in thought before he nodded along. "i didn't think about that." their difference in demeanor over the whole thing was a little bit funny, actually. seunggi could never imagine giving his belongings away so easily, but he supposed after living for so long, you learn that not everything should be a permanent fixture. hopefully something he'd learn, too, with time. "a yard sale would be a good time, actually," he laughed, "i've always wanted to slap those stickers on things." and sneak little things to whatever kids showed up, but he didn't need to say all of that. "you could sell the house like this, too. fully furnished. unless —" his head lifted with a raised eyebrow, "is any of this yours? or did you buy it like this?"

“we can grab that today. keep it out of the way so we don’t get it mixed in.” highly doubtful. he’d know for sure if they grabbed up anything deemed important. “we’ll have to get two piles going. a maybe keep and a get rid of pile.” and then go through the maybe pile, and see what he actually wanted to keep. spring cleaning was never as easy as one would hope, he knew that. obviously, he had so much stuff. “i usually go through it all before each move anyway, try to keep it the same size.” there was an amused laugh as he thought about it, eyes dropping to watch as seunggi killed the eggs a second time. “you can put stickers on everything. that’s your official job now.” even if those stickers said free, or a dollar. whatever. “we can use whatever we get to buy our goats.” another laugh before he was on his way back to the coffee machine, more than ready for his own. “we could get rid of everything, for the most part.” and he was sure that could be said about seunggi as well. “it was offered fully furnished, but that stuff is never comfortable. this is all mine, but i’m not attached to any of it. well — anything but the bed. that’s coming with us, even if it takes up our entire house.” was he picturing a little cottage, or something? maybe. he really had to do research on this. “you’ll have to get your own important box. or you can share mine.” he added as he looked back to seunggi once his coffee started brewing.

no matter how often seunggi absorbed the strategies needed to move as much as ares did, he really was slacking in just how often he actually moved. "so you never leave with more than what you came with? or are there exceptions?" he was sure there had to be, right? considering that damn snow suit he wore that one day was still packed away somewhere, ares must've kept some stuff. but he supposed how long that stuff stuck around was an entirely different story. he moved to dump the eggs onto the heated pan, careful to toss an abundance of cheese in before he started laying out pieces of bacon on their respective pan. "baby, there are, like, villas in greece. you know that, right?" he gave a fond smile as he eyed him, "or we can go small and let the bed fill the entire thing. i'd love either." and it was true — he'd love an off-the-grid cottage where they could settle down with their goats, maybe a small town nearby. he could get along with either. a flip of the egg, some more cheese, along with a fold down the middle, and voila. "think i might need my own. i don't even know what would classify as important for me," he noted with a light laugh. he had things that were obvious, sure, but other things were just sentimental, and that didn't always translate to important, did it? then there was the problem of everything else: what he'd do with it, who he'd give it to… oh, this was going to be more work than he anticipated. "— can you grab me a plate? or two, please."

“give or take, yeah. it really just depends how i take to an area and what all i get.” but at the same time, ares didn’t really collect a bunch of new things. clothes changed, hair, style in general. furniture for the house, maybe a new piece of art or two over the years. he was a sucker for knickknacks. things for remembering that didn’t take up a lot of space. problem was he had a bunch of little things that, collectively, took up space. funny how that worked. “yeah — no. i know that.” a soft ‘pffft’ followed, to basically say no he had not even considered anything outside of his little make believe scenario right now. not that it was really made up, it was happening eventually. “too small might drive us crazy.” maybe not. he was pretty sure as long as they were having a good time it didn’t matter. that, and it honestly wasn’t like they couldn’t move after feeling it out. “mhm,” he was stirring some cream into his mug and then that was it, he was again at seunggi’s side to sip and watch. “you’ll know what you want to keep or not. plus it isn’t like you can add and take away over the years. if you’re not totally sure there’s no harm in keeping it anyway.” it was safe to say his mouth was watering already, causing him to grin as he looked away from the food to his boyfriends face. “i think i can handle that.” was mused as he put his mug down so he could go and do just that. once he had his hands on two plates he was right back, putting them down beside each other on the counter.

seunggi nodded along — yeah, he could manage that. "uh-huh. totally," he laughed quietly, keeping his attention on everything going on so he wouldn't burn anything. "mm, that's true. we can look for, what, two bedrooms and up? that'd be decent sized, i think." and again, they could always move if it didn't work. plus, it wasn't like they would be there forever. just something they'd get to make theirs, for now. "would it be weird if i looked into a storage unit, just for a little while? see what i go back for and what i don't." that was always the easiest method to figuring which possessions were useful or which ones would just collect dust, at least in his experience with managing his own clutter. his lips curled upward once the plates were set, allowing him to toss ares' omelette onto one plate. next came a few pieces of bacon before he nudged the plate a bit towards his boyfriend. "you can go ahead, mine won't take long." in fact, he was moving to crack two more eggs into the bowl from earlier, giving them a good beat before they took their place on the pan, too.

“yeah, that sounds good to me.” obviously it did. he was pretty sure he was going to simply go along with whatever happened. “i’ve gotten to do this so many times, i think i want to see what you’re drawn towards.” location, type of house — apartment, condo. big or small. anything at all. “but i feel like with the way we’re talking we will end up with a farm. the closest i’ve been to a farm is — god, i don’t even know.” a pause as he moved to grab forks. “my parents had chickens.” if that counted. “like, two chickens.” an easy amendment to what he said as he grabbed his mug and along with the two forks he disappeared to put it down at the table. it wasn’t more than a few moments before he was back at seunggi’s side. “a storage unit would be smart. you can keep it as long as you want.” five, ten, fifty years. it didn’t matter, time was made up and they would be fine. “would it be crazy if we just put the things we want to keep in a storage unit and just go to greece with our clothes and the bed?” ares asked after a moment, hands dropping to grab the plate — not that he went anywhere right away. “give or take a few things, obviously. starting fresh without really starting fresh.”

"your parents had chickens?" that had seunggi snorting out a laugh. why it was amusing, he wasn't entirely sure — maybe because he felt they didn't come up much (for obvious, time sensitive reasons). so for them to be mentioned in passing as the proud owners of two chickens? he was loving it. "but a farm might be fun. not even the animals, just having a good amount of land." he hummed at the thought, eyes focused on the eggs he was scrambling. what they'd do with that land, he couldn't say. maybe animals was the easy answer. or a garden of some sorts — he was getting ahead of himself, by all accounts. hadn't even picked an area, or a house, and he's already daydreaming. "i don't think it'd be crazy at all," he shook his head with furrowed brows. "it'd be nice, actually. exactly what you said — starting fresh without really starting fresh." and it'd give them the ability to accustom themselves to the area without thinking about it too much; even though he thought that was the last thing ares had a problem with. he was like a damn chameleon going from place to place the way he did. seunggi settled his eggs on his own plate and tossed a few pieces of bacon for himself before turning the heat off. but before he moved to grab his own plate, he peered at his boyfriend with the same furrowed brows. "wait, can you speak greek?"

“why’s that funny?” it had his own laugh slipping free, smile wide and happy as he watched the other man get his own breakfast ready. “land could be nice. what … if we look into buying land and having a house built? could we do a one story?” in that case it would be exactly what they wanted, and ares already knew he wouldn’t want to let it go. not that it was a problem considering he did have a few places scattered around anyway. “then we can make it whatever we wanted, even if it’s just lots of grass for our goat.” as he watched seunggi dump his eggs he finally picked his plate up and took a few steps back with that same smile. “uh, not well. i’ll need a good refresher. might have to download duolingo or something. but that’s fine, we have time.” his words were followed by a drop of his smile in thought. “maybe more than just a refresher. don’t even think i know hello off the top of my head.”

"i don't know, just imagining you taking care of chickens as a kid is cute. and i like to hear about your parents." his voice dropped off a little bit towards the end, entirely unsure how such a thing would be received. not that it was an inherently bad thing or that he assumed ares wouldn't be open to such a thing, it was just something he'd never outwardly expressed before. "ah," his eyes widened a bit at the suggestion, like he was mentally putting the pieces together as to how beneficial building their home would be. it'd also be a special thing; something they made together, from the ground up. "that's fucking great idea — could definitely do one story. yes — yeah, i'd love that." a lot, he loved that idea a lot. so much so that his lips grew to form a stupidly large grin as he turned to look at ares. "that's alright, means we're starting on the same level." also meant that if they got lost at any point they'd be fucked, but that was a problem for the future. "if you download it, you better add me. i want my little owl kicking your ass every week," he snickered as he scooped up his plate once and for all before he started towards the table. "do you have anything planned today? or do i get to hog you to myself all day?"

“oh, i’m sure it was adorable. i remember running around to find the eggs in the morning.” the murmured words were mused with a soft smile that found its way to his lips, and his head nodded some. “they were good, i was lucky to have them. when you’re a kid you don’t see what they do for you. especially back then.” ares was following along, happily so — not before making sure to grab his boyfriends mug too. “so first we look for a good piece of land, and then we looking into contractors. custom home builders. whatever it is.” both. or maybe they were the same thing. whatever the case it didn’t matter, they’d figure it out. “seunggi, please.” ares actually laughed as he put his plate down, and the mug in front of seunggi’s spot. “that’s cute, thinking you’ll beat me.” ares teased and even added a slap to the others ass — why not? “i don’t have anything today. you have me all to yourself.”

"do you ever miss them?" felt like the obvious next question, though he wasn't entirely sure it was an answer he had a right to be privy to. some things he was undeniably curious about, sure. but other things were personal, carried on for longer periods than seunggi could wrap his head around. the sound of ares' laughter had him quirking an eyebrow, this time curious about what could be so damn funny about what he just said. "i'll have you know —" the words were cut off by the smack to his ass, forcing a surprised huff out of him as he put his plate down. his lips formed a grin made up of entirely pursed lips as he sought to grab the perpetrating hand again, lifting it so it was in both of their lines of sight. "i'm telling you, i'm hanging on by a thread here! cut it out!"

“oh, yeah. of course. it doesn’t really make me sad anymore but i do miss them.” ares was more than a little ready to hear what was about to be said, though honestly? three hundred years or not he was unable to stop the next round of laughter as his eyes fell to the captive hand. “you only have to make it until after breakfast, you know.” ares teased, “but fine, fine. no more ass smacking, or kisses, or any talk about taking my pants off.” was his easy compromise, followed by a tug to the hand seunggi had. “i promise.”

"only," he scoffed, moving to take his seat with ares' hand still in his grasp. "i've been ready all morning, so after breakfast is easier said than done." especially when ares was apparently content with making it just the slightest bit more difficult for him the closer they got. his eyes narrowed as he looked over his boyfriend's frame before offering a nod in acceptance, letting his hand go once and for all. "better not break it, or so help me —"

the expression that found his features was one of shock, even if it wasn’t actual shock. “ — you should have said something!” again he found himself laughing, though this time it was softer as he followed suit and sat. as far as he was concerned he could very well stay just like this if seunggi wanted, only one hand was needed for eggs. “what? so help me what, baby?” his tone was nothing but teasing as he reached for his mug for a sip with his freed hand.

"i did!" he didn't — or, well, he hinted at it, at the least. but that wasn't the same as outright saying something. "but you wanted bacon, so i made you bacon." at that, he picked up one of the pieces from his own plate with a teasing scowl, just to toss it onto his boyfriend's plate. he picked up his fork with that same scowl, just to lift some of his eggs into his mouth. only once he swallowed did he continue. "that's something for me to know, and for you to find out."

“i would have gladly taken you before getting my hands on any bacon.” another snort of a laugh as he snatched up the piece tossed his way, and happily munched on it. though as seunggi spoke ares found his body turning some, attention fully finding the other. a brow cocked, smile melting more into a smirk as he finished chewing. “i think the goal here would be not finding out, no?” was mused as he went for his own fork to start in on his omelette. “thank you, by the way. for breakfast. you spoil me.”

"you tell me this now." he shook his head a few times in an attempt to process the information, but considering the fact that there was an entire plate of food in front of him now, it was kind of pointless. instead, he was stuck stewing in his little pot of teasing spite as he munched on his eggs. at the question, he shrugged his shoulders, "mm, i don't know." no, he did. and he knew how he wanted it to go. but it was ten times more amusing, and served his purpose, to play dumb. and to seal the deal, his thoughts turned into an endless chant of the alphabet and then all of the states, just in case ares was feeling extra smug. "oh, you're welcome. can still make you pancakes later, if you want. i think i left some mix in there the other day."

“next time we’ll be sure to get morning sex in before breakfast. i got you.” he even offered a nod like he was totally on board. of which he was — he’d never turn down getting seunggi naked under him. or over him. behind him even — on his knees. now the problem wasn’t what he was saying, more so what he was thinking. only then a scoff escaped as he looked away from his plate to look at his boyfriend. there was even a little squint of his eyes as if pondering his options. was he curious? absolutely. did he want to break his promise? honestly, maybe. the problem? “my luck you’ll tell me i can’t have you.” being denied was one thing he did not like risking. but at the very same time, it was one day out of their, what, hopefully thousands. “i think i could work with that, though.” was mused next, voicing his thoughts instead of keeping them to himself. “i’m definitely going to want pancakes, just not sure when.” his reply hit only after another bite, eyes finding seunggi again with a grin. “maybe blueberry. do we have blueberries?”

seunggi hummed, neither in confirmation or refusal, just impartiality. even though yeah, he very much would tell him he couldn't have him. he'd go a little further than that, in all fairness, but again — alphabet. "oh, could you?" he let out a laugh of his own, clearly up to the challenge. it was funny, just how quickly ares was seemingly setting himself up for something he clearly wasn't aware of, or the fact that he was even doing it. "uh, i think so. there should be a thing of them in the fridge somewhere, i can find them whenever you decide you want 'em." until then? he was shoveling another forkful of eggs into his mouth, hand grabbing a piece of bacon before he moved to stand. "forgot my phone — i'll be right back."

“well when you say it like that — “ could he? probably. not quietly, and not without complaint. but surely it could be done. “if we don’t have them that’s fine. whatever you make will be good.” something ares was very confident in at this point. which — good. he could only imagine the amount of take out they’d rack up if they both possessed ares’ kitchen skills. he could chop things, and mix things — a very good sous chef. “mmm, okay — promise not to touch your bacon.” was said with a tip back of his head, and a pucker of his lips — very much in search of a kiss. his usual, honestly.

"i counted them, so i'm holding you to that," he grinned, his hand lifting to rest under ares' chin as his head dipped to press a kiss to his lips. a gentle scratch at his boyfriend's neck and he set off back towards the stairs. he hummed mindlessly as he walked, at least until he began up the stairs — then his foot steps turned heavy, all but running to make it up the stairs and down the hall to the bedroom before ares could even try to consider what he was doing. the laugh he let out upon making it into the room was quiet — a stark contrast to his previous stomping — and even more so as he sought to close the door and lock it.

ares had been rather content to sit here and keep eating, maybe sip at his coffee some more. might have even taken a drink of seunggi’s too — only to go still at the change in cadence. it had his hand halfway to his mouth freezing right there with a tip of his head in the direction of the stairs. it wasn’t until he heard that little fucking laugh that he was up, and soon after standing on the other side of the locked door. “seunggi!” alright, well. ares couldn’t stop the smile even as his hand wiggled the knob a few times, just to check. “baby,”

"fuck, you're fast." seunggi laughed from where he was leaning against the door, hands on his knees as he tried to take in a single, cohesive breath. the sound of the doorknob ruined those odds entirely because how could he not laugh at that? "yes?" he asked in return, tone teasing as he moved to stand up straight with a hand carding through his hair. "how can i help you?"

“don’t you act surprised.” there was another jiggle of the handle with a grin all the same, before he was taking a step back and letting his hands sit on his hips. “i can think of a few good answers here.” was murmured, chest rising with a sigh. to think if he would have gotten up like, two seconds sooner he’d be on the other side of the door. how funny that would have been. another time, he supposed. “just what are you doing?”

"let's hear 'em then." might as well indulge — even if the first thing he'd probably get hit with was a request to open the door. "would you believe me if i said i was taking a nap?" obviously not, considering the sound of feet walking around the room was too difficult to ignore. "oh — i've got a question for you, too."

“oh, i don’t know, open the door.” yeah, very much the obvious first thing to leave his lips. a few backwards steps and he was letting his back hit the wall to lean against, eyes not once leaving the door. “a nap without me? how evil.” ares huffed at that as he listened to what was happening. ares was pretty sure he could piece together where his boyfriend was going if he tried hard enough. “i’m sure i have an answer, let’s hear it.” was mused in response.

"uhhhh, no." an obvious answer to an obvious question, one that would've had him shrugging his shoulders if he could be seen. his hands found the hem of his shirt, tugging it over his head with ease to let it fall to the floor as he neared ares' bedside table. "you've got good hearing, right?" a low hum fell free as his hand found the drawer, tugging it open as noticeably as he could manage. "d'you know what that was?"

“yes, i do.” a short pause between words. “oh my god,” ares was pushing off the wall to stand straight, even if he didn’t move. it was like he had just pieced it all together. “you — i didn’t do anything to deserve this.” a quiet snort of a laugh, as he gnawed at the inside of his cheek. “you’re at my side of the bed, hm? looking through the toys, maybe.”

"you said you could make it work. 'm just giving you what you want." what seunggi forgot to mention: that this was the worst possible thing he could think of. "i am." he was also working on taking his pants off, but those were just details. he hummed in thought as he looked them over, "don't know which one to go for, though." not a problem yet; in the meantime, he picked the bottle of lube out to place on the surface. "wanted you, but here we are, hm?"

“seunggi.” there was a step forward, and then back again as he let his body thump against the wall. the fact that he was already itching in his skin like this was a problem, if only considering seunggi hasn’t done anything yet. “i’m not off limits, you can still have me!” did he slowly let his weight fall to the floor, or did he break the doorknob? he wasn’t sure yet — would he actually bust the door? maybe. he’d like to think he had more willpower than that, though. so to the floor he went, weight landing with a soft thud. “could let me use them on you. i’ll make you feel so good, baby. i’ll keep my pants on and everything — make it all about you.” he was, very much so, trying to bargain here. “ … the clear one. you could use that one.”

the only thing stifling seunggi's quiet laughs was the lip he forced between his teeth, biting a bit harder at what sounded like ares falling to the floor ion one way or another. his words sent a shiver along his spine, leaving his hands to grow more eager in their motions to shove his pants down his legs. "fuck — want you to." he did, but not now, apparently. "as if i'd want you to keep your pants on." even when seunggi was looking for something, trying to get off, there was no better feeling than knowing that ares felt just as good. "clear," he repeated with a murmur, eyes falling to look down at the drawer's contents. "do you like this one, baby?" he grinned, his hand nudging the drawer closed after he took out the suggested toy. "tell me."

“record it — will you?” ares was very hopeful, for what reason he didn’t know. “could send it too me -“ he stopped and then he was even patting his pockets as if searching for his phone. how fitting he didn’t have it. “yeah, i like that one.” was the given confirmation, eyes still trained on the door. not that it was long before he closed them and let his head fall back against the wall. “it has all the right bumps and ridges, you’re going to love it.” well, that was assuming seunggi went for it. “it’ll fill you up so good. not as good as me.” he was pretty sure that was something he could be confident in, if only because he felt the same about it. “are you gonna use your fingers, baby? make yourself feel so good. want to hear it.”

it was like magic, the way that the second ares mentioned recording it, seunggi's eyes fell on his boyfriend's phone. "yeah — yeah, i can do that." his free hand grabbed the phone, swiping to the camera with ease for whenever he was ready. until then, it was placed on the nightstand, too, along with the toy. "nothing fills me up like you do," he murmured under his breath, his own chest heaving a soft sigh at the thought of what he could have been having. still could, probably would — but after. "where do you want me, hm? fucking myself into the floor for you? or on my back, making a mess?"

ares felt his smile grow at those words — he hadn’t expected to get told yes to anything right now. he’d have to take what he could get, huh? “could have me between your legs, over top of you. eyes on mine as you writhe against my fingers.” ares murmured with another sigh — it seems he has finally come to terms with this arrangement, might as well make the most of it. “fuck, seunggi.” already he was picturing both — he was picturing everything that could be an option. “want you to lean the phone against something so it doesn’t miss a single thing. want you on your back, fucking into both of your hands.” ares let his teeth sink into his lip and fought the urge to put his own hand down his pants. he wanted to hold out as long as he could — wanted seunggi’s moans in his head as he did.

"ares," was murmured on instinct, feeling his desire grow more intense with each and every word. suddenly? he was cursing the damn door. but he made his bed, might as well lie in it — and apparently fuck himself on it. "wish i could. want to feel you inside of me — been wanting to sit on your cock all morning," came next, hand moving to pick up the phone once more to do as he was told, letting it lean against the wall closest to the door from its spot on the floor. he, then, of course, had to go back for the lube, bringing it along with him before he settled in front of the phone so he was facing it. "gonna kill me, even from the other side of a fuckin' door," he noted with a soft breath, his legs spreading seconds after pressing record. "— might cry if this thing is on slo-mo, or something."

hearing his name moaned out was enough to have a shiver racking through him, jaw clenching as he tried to keep himself calm. it wasn’t working though, already his sweats were more than a little tented with his growing desire. “should’ve let you take my fucking pants off.” was muttered with a quiet breath, hand finally moving as he gave in. he couldn’t resist it, he had to slip his hand past the waistband to wrap around his length. there was no stopping the moan that followed — maybe a little louder than it needed to be. “you have me so hard already, baby.” he swallowed as he zoned in on the sounds he could hear, still trying to keep the mental image in his head. “tell me what you’re doing. if you want this door staying on the hinges you gotta be loud for me, baby. tell me everything.”

his thumb made quick work of the bottle's cap because, realistically, if he took any longer, he might blow a fuse and lose his mind. he coated his fingers with ease, bottom lip taut between his teeth as he clumsily closed the bottle, tossing it to the side. only then did he lean back, letting his back find the floor. and, really, it preemptively arched with the slight touch of his finger alone, only because of the moan that came from the other side of the door. "fuck, ares, are you —?" oh, yeah, he was going to lose his mind. if ares had his hand down his pants, seunggi was a goner. "yes — yes, sir," was gasped out quietly, his body deflating into the floor at the idea of his boyfriend literally taking the door off the hinges to get to him. it'd be a lie to say it didn't turn him on more; so much so that there was little hesitation in the movement to slide a finger inside of himself, his lips parting with a sharp gasp. "one's in," he forced out, his anticipation growing as that same hand pulled out, just to repeat the same process all over again. "feels good. it's — 's not deep, saving that for you, baby. yeah? want you buried inside me, a."

his body sunk down a little more, slouching some as he made himself keep a slow pace. hard to do when he heard the telltale sound of lube being opened. he knew what came next, what would be going on behind that door. “am i what, baby? say it.” ares would like to think he was able to keep his voice under control, but he could barely keep the moans from interrupting his sentences. “mhm, good boy.” was murmured with another gasp, hand still moving nice and slow behind the confines of his sweats. he was going to do his best to keep it that way, too. he knew for a fact if he got naked it would be that much harder to control himself. “you sound so pretty, baby. moaning with just a finger.” not even a whole finger, which just made it better in ares’ eyes. “i want that too, but oh —“ his legs widened some with moan sounds slipping past his lips. “you went and locked me out. who’s fault is that?” his tone took on more of a cooing nature, smile growing slowly as he forced his hand to still. “even if you opened the door i wouldn’t give you anything. you wanted this, baby? take it. keep playing with yourself, fuck your hole like it’s me doing it.”

seunggi swallowed, his throat tight as he tried to force the words out, "touching yourself. getting off to me." the moment he said them, the moans he was met with seemed to answer the question for him and forced his brows to furrow in the process. "you sound so good, god —" it wasn't hard to find the motivation to move his finger quicker, with a bit more intention and purpose behind every pass of it. with ares on the other side, speaking to him the way he was, moaning at him the way he was, seunggi felt overwhelmed in the best way possible. the cooing tone he received in return had him moaning out, his frame pressing deeper into the floor beneath him. "you wouldn't give me anything?" he repeated, hips beginning to push down against his own hand as his eyes fell closed in pleasure. "wouldn't let me have your fingers in my mouth? not even around my throat?" he hummed at that, taking his bottom lip between his teeth once more to stifle a moan. "what if i wanted you to bite my thighs? sink your teeth in there, mm?" in order to stop his own hand from getting harder, he added another finger to appease himself, making sure to keep the same pace. "two."

“you know i am. can’t help myself. you drive me crazy.” they needed a jar, one to help keep track of how many times that phrase in particular was said. “fuck, you sound so fucking good.” every moan, every shift of his body — all of it. it had ares tightening his fist just a little, even if he didn’t start stroking himself again. “nothing. not a single kiss, no fingers, no nothing.” no, no. they were in this boat already and he wasn’t about to abandon it. and with how he was feeling? ares knew just seeing seunggi would be enough. sure, touching him would be even better — but hearing his moans, maybe a few desperate begs? that would be better. “jesus, fuck — i’d love that. want your hand stroking me instead.” it has him shuddering slightly, that, and apparently it was enough to get him stroking again. “don’t you dare come. want you to on the toy, baby.” it was hard to keep his jaw relaxed, hard to keep himself relaxed. “this was such a good idea, mhm? are you happy with your plan?” not going to lie — ares kind of was. once he came to terms and decided to enjoy what he had? yeah — he liked this. “keep your legs spread, don’t want to miss a single thing.” well, that was assuming seunggi was actually recording. god, he hoped so. “talk to me, tell me everything you’re thinking.”

“god — fuckin’ wish i was touching you,” was murmured under his breath between moans. it’s what got him started to begin with; wanting to touch, wanting to feel everything he could of the other man. the apparent command alone had seunggi rocking against his fingers harder, “what’re you going to do if i do, huh?” he let out a small laugh, almost breathlessly smug as his other hand lifted to wrap around his length. he began stroking slowly, but it was certainly enough to make him hiss out in pleasure. “mm, so happy,” he slurred out, though he was thinking of a few ways it could be that much better. he still hadn’t come to terms with the fact that this was the most he was going to get from ares — at least until he got to imagining that they were ares’ hands instead. that had both of his hands growing more sure in their actions, the hand around his cock forming a firmer fist while the other began to slightly curl his fingers. “fuck — that’s —“ a moan poured right from his chest, jaw falling slack in the process. “i wish i had your hands on me, fuckin’, in my hair, pulling it — god, on my jaw. love when you’re on me like that.” his head tilted backward, his hips rocking between both of his hands mercilessly. “‘m so close, baby, please —“

“mhm, go ahead baby. do it and see what happens when you’re not good for me.” god, this fucking door. ares was all but scowling at it at this point. he couldn’t help but roll to his knees, and move so he was sitting sideways in the hall. he leaned his left side against it, as if being three feet closer to seunggi made it better. “do it and see what happens.” did ares even know what was going to happen? no. no matter what happened in the next minute, he had zero clue as to how he would react. but then again, that’s usually how this went, wasn’t it? “i know, baby.” another soft coo as he listened intently, eyes closing again. “i can hear how good you feel. hear how you’re fucking yourself so good.” ares was actually going to explode and — jesus fucking christ, if seunggi came just like this ares was getting into this room one way of another. he was already thinking about what he’d have to buy to fix the doorway after he fucking busted it. “seunggi, my love, i’m going to fuck you senseless.”

really, the moment it was said, seunggi was thinking about what would happen. he liked to think he was always good for ares, so the moment that the opportunity to not be showed up in front of his face? he had to at least consider it. on one hand, he’d get to come. on the other hand, he might not get to come with ares inside of him. nope — not a good trade off at all in his mind, but with the way he was fucking himself? the way ares was talking him along from the other side of the door? the decision almost felt easier than it should have. “want you to show me,” he gasped out, his fingers curling further to draw another one out. the moan was undeniably pleased more than anything else, as his hand and ares’ words had that tension in the pit of his stomach growing the right amount tighter. “ah —“ his body twitched a bit with the intensity of his orgasm, his lip getting stuck between his teeth for a good second or two to curb whatever string of curses was going to slip out as his pleasure shot along his stomach. his muffled noises didn’t last long, not with the way his fist grew tighter to push the orgasm as long as he could manage, head tipping back to let his moans spill freely, mostly for the man stuck in the hall. “do — d’you promise? want you to promise me, baby. want to feel you for days.”

yeah, maybe there was a smile on his lips. maybe he felt happy to hear his boyfriend come so hard. he could only imagine what he looked like right now, and could not fucking wait to watch this video later. “ah, sweetheart.” was tsked softly as he himself stood rather quickly, ignoring seunggi’s desire for a promise right now. both hands were sliding along the door with just a little pressure to see what he was working with. one hand found the handle soon after, and ares was all too easily ripping the door off its frame. all too easily sitting it against the wall in the hallway with a once over of the damage. his future selfs problem, right now? slow, steady steps got him close to seunggi, so close in fact that he was standing over him soon after. “did that feel good, baby? you made yourself feel so good?” a drawn out look over his body, a glance around and then he was picking up the phone to flip the camera and trail it along his boyfriends body. “tell me.”

seunggi was too busy letting his hands fall away and trying to catch his breath to hear anything on the other side of the door — at least until the door got taken off entirely, causing all of his attention to go towards the doorway with a lift of his head. he watched as ares drew near, his head falling back against the floor once he got close enough. “mm, yes —“ his eyes followed his boyfriend’s movements letting out a small huff of a laugh once he saw the phone. “felt so good, baby. so good. ‘m sorry, i couldn’t wait.”

that little smile was still present even as he stopped the video, and let the phone slip into his pocket for safe keeping. “i don’t think you even tried.” his words were teasing as he got down to his knees beside the other, one hand moving to gently brush seunggi’s hair away from his forehead. and then? his hands grasped and flipped seunggi to his stomach, a knee falling to the man’s lower back to keep him down. and of course his hand came down rather harshly against his boyfriends ass, not once but twice, fingers squeezing the same spot right after. “i’ve decided to give you what you want, baby. you want my fingers?” his hand stayed planted on the others ass, the other leaning for the bottle of lube. “i’m going to let myself into your head, mhm? only if you say yes, and only so i know if you need me to stop. and do you know why?” the bottle hit the floor again, eyes never once leaving seunggi’s head. “because i don’t think you’re going to be able to talk with the way i’m going to fuck you.” however there was a pause, a break in character so to speak as his non-lubed had slowly ran along seunggi’s back. “is that alright, baby, or do you want me to stop? the bed is right there, begging to be napped in.”

there was a knowing lift to his eyebrows because, yeah, ares hit the nail right on the head. if he had to, he would’ve tried. but he also kinda wanted to see what ares would do to the door, so would he have really? his eyes grew a bit soft at the touch he received, all too ready to tug him in for a kiss (or five), until those same eyes were widening a fraction at the prospect of being flipped over. if his first instinct was to push up onto his knees, it was entirely taken away by ares’ knee on his back, making his brows furrow. then came the smacks to his ass, forcing his hips further into the floor as he let out a fumbling mess of surprised gasps. his head hung for a moment, trying to wrap his mind around this and the fact that his boyfriend was giving him what he wanted. “yes, but — fuckin’ want your cock. so bad.” it was getting kind of pathetic at this point; he’d bring it up endlessly here, regardless of if he could get denied. but the sound of the lube was still music to his ears, even as a shiver ran down his spine. a curse or two slipped out under his breath while his entire body flushed, because with how that sounded? he was almost willing to thank himself for this whole thing, for getting them to this point. his frame arched into ares’ touch, “that’s alright — better than alright. please don’t stop.”

“oh, i don’t remember saying anything about my cock.” seunggi, at least within the next hour, was not getting a mere centimeter of dick. ares leaned his weight just a little bit more against the others back, all while he dropped his hand to tease against his boyfriends hole. but that single second or two of teasing as all ares had the mind for right now. no, he wanted to get things rolling here. hence the two fingers that quickly hilted as deep as he could get them as his other hand found a fistful of seunggi’s hair. he was, on all accounts, going to keep the other man just a little uncomfortable. which is why he was tugging his head backwards some as he found a ruthless pace right off the bat. “m’gonna to give you a little taste of what sex can be like, baby. what it will be like in a few years.”

god, he loved him. more than anything — he’d said it before, and he was sure he’d say it countless more times before the sun set on them, if it ever did. all of this, though? this was just a plus; just enough to send seunggi’s affection for the other man skyrocketing beyond his control. ironic, because that description fit just about everything about seunggi in that moment — the way his jaw fell slack in response to the rough tug of his hair, the low hum that slipped out of him the moment ares’ fingers were as deep as he could manage — it was all beyond his control. even more so at the merciless pace he was immediately met with, a choked gasp falling from struggling lips. “shit —“ was all he could manage, his voice anything but steady as the muscles in his back grew tight in a poor attempt to push himself up onto his elbows. “j-just — just like — fuck me,” was gasped out of frustration, entirely unable to form any semblance of a coherent sentence.

ares did indeed let himself in, though it was more like background noise. something he’d tune into every here and there though his main focus was watching. his eyes trailed back and forth slowly, watching seunggi, watching his fingers. seunggi, fingers — seunggi’s mind. ares had a full blown cycle running right now, and god, if it didn’t build up to drive himself crazy. “i love you so much. love watching you fall apart all because of me.” ares murmured as he let his strength slip through a little more, all too eager to give seunggi what he wanted. he wanted fucked? then he’d get fucked. the hand in his hair was switching gears, gently pushing to let his boyfriends cheek hit the floor again. he fully wanted to take every ounce of control away from seunggi, giving him only one real option. of which was to simply: “fucking lay there and take it, baby. you’re doing so good.” murmured praise was freely falling from his lips as he curled his fingers in search of that bundle of nerves. ares never once slowed down, he didn’t ease up — he simply watched and listened so he could make this as good as he could for his boyfriend.

it didn’t take long for seunggi to realize he should just cut his losses and frankly, shut the fuck up. — well, for the most part. there was no point to trying to speak; everything he wanted to say came out in fumbling fragments, of which made next to no sense. it wasn’t like ares needed him cheering him on, anyway. seunggi told him it was fine to listen to his thoughts and he was sure that the way his body (or at least his face) was reacting was enough to get how good he felt across. he didn’t cut himself off from moaning out, though — he might’ve actually exploded if he kept totally silent. especially once he felt a sudden shift in the power behind ares’ hand, there was no stopping how much louder he found himself getting. except, maybe, his face getting pushed into the floor. but it was only slightly effective when paired with ares hitting him just right. it was his turn to visibly shift, his stature growing loose with every sensitive touch. his frame arched into the floor, his pleasure evident in the way his eyes fell closed once and for all (only to spare himself from his eyes rolling back too far).

seunggi going near silent, save for his moans of pleasure? that’s exactly what he liked to see. it let him know he was going down the right path here, and that it hopefully wouldn’t be long at al before he was pulling a second orgasm out of his boyfriend. “that’s it, seunggi. look how good you’re taking it.” again ares’ hand shifted to press against the back of the man’s neck, keeping the pressure to keep him as flat as ares could manage. “i love your moans.” an obvious statement, one said as his fingers slowed just enough to get a third in. ares had his mind made up, knew what he wanted. and while there was always time for more, right now? his main focus was fucking into the other man nice and fast, continuing to curl them as he did. a hard, fast, steady pace — he didn’t plan on stopping any time soon. “should have kept recording it.” ah, a missed opportunity. but he was happy with what they had and what was happening in the moment. “wish you could see how you look right now, fuck, baby.”

the second a third finger was added, seunggi knew he was a goner. it just became a matter of time of when his orgasm would it and, if the way his breaths were getting caught in his throat were anything to go by, it wasn’t far away. not far at all, considering the consistent pace had him groaning lowly, head tilting some to press his forehead against the floor. the tension in the pit of his stomach was growing tighter and tighter by the millisecond, no matter how much his body seemed to become putty in ares’ hands. he was hanging on by a thread, here. his breathing grew quicker the closer he got, all until the bubble finally popped, leaving him moaning out in relief as his body trembled with the intensity of his orgasm. it still continued to writhe, too, under his boyfriend’s hold, before his eyes could open enough to finally roll back.

the smirk was near permanently glued to his features. how could it not be? seunggi was reacting so beautifully under his hold, ares couldn’t help but feel his heart swell more so. “good boy,” was murmured softly as he watched, and watched, and watched. feeling the way the other man tightened around him only sealed the deal here. “fuck, thats -“ ares didn’t even know what he wanted to say here. soft curses, muttered praise — it all came spilling from his lips as he slowed his hand to more of a lazy thrust, and then? that was where he pulled out at last. “you look perfect like this. fucked out, legs spread.” ares murmured softly as his hand instead gripped a good handful of his ass again, and the other slowly trailed along his body. over his shoulders and down his back, fingers digging in gently as his weight was lifted off the others back. “c’mere, baby.” he seemed content to keep things going as he moved to carefully roll him again, the smirk more a happy little smile now.

if seunggi could’ve reacted to the compliments, he would’ve. instead, he was too busy letting his cheeks go warm as he sought to catch his breath on the comedown. he hummed happily at the feeling of ares’ hand traveling along his body (and the other grabbing at his ass). a small stretch of his back occurred once the other’s knee disappeared and his eyes peeled open, at least until he was getting rolled again. his hands smoothed over the skin of his own torso, just trying to soothe the skin, before a hand lifted to grab at ares’ thigh so he could sit up. “you’re lucky i haven’t kissed your fucking face off, yet. kiss me before i climb on top of you.”

there was a move to help his boyfriend, smile ever present as his hand wrapped around his upper arm. “what about me has ever screamed ‘doesn’t want to be smothered in kisses’?” ares assumed it was a fair question, one followed by him leaning down for one of the kisses in question. “actually that whole threat was weak. i like your kisses and you on top of me.” he teased with another peck of a kiss as he smoothed his hand along seunggi’s side. “want me to get you water or something?”

seunggi let out a soft snort in response to the question — yeah, that was fair. his hand smoothed over ares’ thigh as he tilted his head up to receive the kiss, hand happily squeezing in appreciation. “mm, yes, please.” he tilted a bit towards his boyfriend before planting his hands so he could sit back. an eyebrow quirked before the other man could move, however, “are you going to let me take your pants off?”

“snacks? you had like, five bite of food before going for your phone.” ares snorted a laugh of his own as his hand moved up to run through the others hair slowly, only to then laugh again. it was paired with a tug to his boyfriends hair. “yeah, maybe i’ll let you.” was teased as he moved to stand and offered a hand out for him. “let’s get you in bed first. unless you’d rather stay on the floor.”

“i was dying, can you blame me?” a bit dramatic, sure, but the sentiment was all the same. “but yeah, i’ll take whatever you can grab me.” now that that was mostly out of the way, he could somewhat focus on the lack of food in his system. he huffed out a laugh along with a shake of his head, hand lifting to take hold of ares’. “depends.” his nose scrunched in thought before his eyes flickered upward, “depends on what you want.”

“all you had to do was say it and i would have fucked you over the table.” ares was pretty sure there wasn’t a single place off limits, though some might need a little extra thought to make it work. “come on, i’d rather have you in bed.” he was tugging his boyfriend up and then let one hand drop to his hip as the other stayed wrapped in his hand. “i still can’t believe you locked me out.” ares was nothing but amused by it, and at least now he basically had a project for the next day or two.

“i’m curious,” he mused with a growing smile. “what do you want me to say? because from what i remember, i did tell you.” this time he was a little more sure of it — if not made obvious by him losing his mind over every little thing. he was a little bit bitter over another missed opportunity, but fine. after what he did get, he would survive. “i meant what you want from me,” but he still followed the tug and stood all the same. he doubted ares wouldn’t find a way to make whatever work — take the state of the missing door, for instance. “i can’t believe you took the door off with your bare hands,” seunggi grinned as he pressed in and let his free hand find his boyfriend’s side. “it was hot. — not that i’m asking you take the doors off regularly, or anything.” no, ares could get him going just fine on his own. a drift of his eyes along the other’s features and he pressed in to leave a kiss on the corner of his lips. “it was good. thank you.”

“uh, i think we are remembering two different things. i remember you telling me to keep my hands to myself. even shook me a few times. i was just doing what you asked.” ares was all smiles as he pulled the other even closer to his body by wrapping his arms around seunggi. and of course, that meant both hands fell to the others ass to give a few good squeezes. “and that was easy. i’m so strong.” it was said jokingly — obviously he was kidding here. he’d never say that in a serious manner. probably not. “you’ll be stronger than me for a little while. relish it while you can.” ares’ teasing continued even as he was leaning in for another kiss. a quick peck of a kiss, sure, but a kiss all the same. “good. i’m glad. that’s all i want, making you feel good. even if you kickstart it on your own.”

“because i was dying and you were driving me crazy!” alright, noted. next time he wanted dick, he’d have to outright ask for it. the subtle method clearly wasn’t working — not that it was biting him in the ass, either, but at least it would’ve gotten him what he wanted and saved ares from having to put the door back on. “oh, for sure,” was mused with a growing smile, his hands dropping to squeeze at the other’s biceps (because he could). “ah, shouldn’t have told me that. i’ll be challenging you to dodgeball games left and right,” he hummed, clearly lingering for another kiss. until a hand moved to smooth over ares’ chest, “mm, you always do. you make me feel great, really.” he started walking backwards, doing so until the back of his legs hit the bed. then he was sitting, his legs shifting to tug ares in so he stood between them. “are you going down for water now, or after?”

“i touched your ass two times, seunggi. two!” ares was as amused as he could be, really. not that you would find him complaining right now. no, far from it. he wouldn’t mind a moment like this, ever. not once would he mind it. “i can’t wait to play dodgeball with you. i was thinking we need to do it while your human, and then when you’re turned. it’ll be crazy.” and more fun than he’d like to admit, probably. “mhm,” he followed along, only stopping when he physically couldn’t take another step. or well, he could, but it would have him crawling over top of his boyfriend. not a bad thing, though. a distraction at most. “now, it’ll only take me a second. maybe two. five tops though.” was murmured as he leaned down to press his lips against the tip of his nose, “so get comfy.”

“two times too many for someone who gets turned on by a strong enough breeze!” well. that had yet to happen. but he honestly wouldn’t be surprised if it did. “are you sure? you might be setting yourself up for a bad case of revenge if you play too hard while i’m human.” he was curious to see how much his strength would change. he knew ares’ strength, sure, or at least as much as ares would let him see and feel. but getting to use that kind of strength was an entirely different story. “alright,” he hummed with a small smile, hands finding the back of ares’ thighs to offer a squeeze for a split second. “hurry back, mm?”

"we can test that theory on our land in greece. you can walk around as naked as you want." ares mused, though honestly - he himself already walked around naked more often than not. so it wasn't like he'd be complaining to see seunggi do the same. "i mean, i won't go so hard as to hurt you." he was taking a step back, and in the next moment he was no where to be seen. that is until he was waltzing right back through the now open doorway a few seconds later. ares had two waters and a bag of chips - maybe not an ideal morning snack but it was the first thing he saw. "did ya miss me?"

it was funny — seunggi assumed that because ares had darted away so quickly, he’d reappear just as fast. so you could imagine his surprise when he came back into the room like he was on a leisurely walk around the block. his eyebrows rose as he leaned back to rest his weight on his hands, his usual grin back on his features. “of course. took too long for my liking but,” a teasing shrug of his shoulders before he moved further onto his bed. “what can you do.”

"i'll speed it up next time. i'm slacking, not using my full potential here." a disappointed sigh as he made his way to the bed. he didn't stop until his knees hit the bed, and then he was kneeing his way up a little to be able to sit. "goldfish or doritos?" those options were laid out as he put his handfuls down, only to go for one of the waters to crack open and offer to his boyfriend. "you look so good all laid out like that." ares added with a grin - as if such a thing needed to be said. it didn't, not with how often he was telling the other man how good he looked.

“should start timing you to see if you can make a record.” would he? maybe. depended on if he’d be able to pull out his phone in time, or even remember to. “goldfish,” he answered easily, instinctively going to pick up the bag. his other hand lifted to accept the water as it was given, a murmured ‘thank you’ cutting through before he brought it to his lips to take a sip. he raised his eyebrows as he drank, a smile tugging at his lips. “yeah?” he held the bottle out, silently asking for the cap back. “how good is so good?”

“we can go to the closest track and see how long it takes me to run a lap.” ares was pretty sure he’s ever actually timed himself — why would he? he was fast, that was good enough. “and see how long it takes you in comparison.” now that was just a tease. he was pretty sure the only real cardio they did was sex. lots of sex, sure, but still. “so good i want to take a picture.” was mused as he started to spin the cap back on, and then flashed his smile at seunggi. “i have a polaroid — can i?” a pause. “wanna keep it in my wallet.” came next, smile only growing

“i don’t think the timer would be fast enough — might need you to do a mile or two,” he jokingly snorted. but at the other suggestion? he put on a faux scowl, “i can run quite fast, you know. was the fastest in my kindergarten class.” because that accounted for so much in the twenty-plus years that have passed since. he snorted a bit at the answer he received, tilting his head with a nod. he didn’t think much of it until he was hit with a smile, which immediately had him quirking a brow. which also immediately had his own smile spreading wide. “yeah — yeah, of course. you just tell me how you want me so it’s one shot.”

“oh, were you?” ares snorted a laugh at that, though really? picturing a little seunggi running with all his might? adorable. “mhm, maybe just like that. leaning back and all.” might have to adjust, or maybe ares would just stand back a little. they’d figure it out soon enough. after capping his own water ares was up again, only this time he didn’t have to leave the room. he grabbed the camera in question off the shelf, made sure it was ready, and was on his way right back. “mhm,” he hummed quietly as he stood near the corner and looked through the viewfinder. the smile didn’t budge even as he pulled the camera away just a bit. “hide your goldfish.” was said with an amused laugh.

a short nod and seunggi didn’t move much once ares got up. his eyes just followed him to where he grabbed the camera and turned fond as he watched the device in his hand. “oh —“ he huffed out a laugh, having completely forgot that the snack sitting right next to him (and seemingly ruining their chances for a good picture). he tossed the closed bag a little further up the bed with a small grin, the hint of joy staying on his lips when he finally brought his attention back to the camera. “better?”

“much better.” ares was pretty sure he would have gotten a good picture either way — but he needed no distractions from the beauty that was seunggi. “should have gotten one right after making you come like that.” faux disappointment as the camera lifted again and after going stalk still he was pushing the button. he stayed still for an extra second, only moving towards seunggi once the picture shot out.

if seunggi wasn’t waiting for the picture to be taken, he might’ve amusedly rolled his eyes at the statement. but no, he sat there, still, not so much looking at the camera anymore, but instead at ares. it made his chest swell and his body warm — all until the picture appearing snapped him out of it. he sat up as his boyfriend moved closer, eyes following his every move once again.

ares dropped his gaze to carefully grab the photo, giving it a little shake as he once again let his knees fall to the bed. “don’t know if shaking it does anything but—“ was mused with a grin as he held the picture out for seunggi to take after he got to his side. “it shouldn’t take too long to show the picture. hopefully it’s not blurry.” came next as his eyes wandered over the others features. “look here,” he had the camera up again, much much closer as he focused in on the others face.

seunggi, again, merely watched as ares moved about, and received the picture with ease. his eyes dropped to look at it, but upon seeing the picture not that far along in its development, his hand fell to his side with it in his grasp. his freehand moved to rest on ares’ thigh with a hum, eyes lifting once more at the direction. safe to say he was amused with how close the damn thing was — might’ve even had his cheeks flushing over it — but he still obliged with those same fond eyes all the same.

once those eyes were on him ares was happily snapping the next picture, of which was followed by him lowering the camera again. pulling the next one away from the device was easy, and then ares was leaning in for a kiss. “i’m never getting rid of these.” was decided with his gaze dropping once more as if already expecting the photo to be developed. “might get them printed on a big canvas and hang it right over there.” was added next with a lazy point behind the bed.

seunggi’s eyes naturally blinked a few times once the second picture popped out, his eyes following the camera until ares was leaning. he met him halfway for the kiss all too easily, even though it was much too short for his liking. “you wouldn’t dare,” was murmured with a teasing grin, as if he wasn’t into the idea of being shown off in one way or another. the hand on ares’ thigh lifted to let his fingers curl gently around his chin. “come here.”

“baby, please. i’ll have it here next week.” he was sure it would take longer than that. maybe he’d just … paint it. get a canvas that would take up the wall and go crazy. after the door was fixed it seemed he had his next project already lined up, one that would be much more enjoyable. “going to screw it into the wall so you can’t take it down.” was added teasingly as he moved the camera out of the way, obviously in favor of kissing seunggi again. the rush to pull away was absent this time around as he moved to put the camera down on the bed if only to free his hand. he’d much rather reach to clasp his hand around the side of seunggi’s neck anyway.

“i’ll take the whole wall down, then,” he mused, knowing it was a bit of a ridiculous thing to say. “i can renovate before we leave, hm?” frankly, ares could do whatever he wanted with those pictures canvas wise, as long as they weren’t, you know, in plain sight. he might get a little sick of his own face after too long. it didn’t take long for seunggi to free his hand, either, dropping the picture he had so it scattered somewhere along the bed. that same hand lifted to smooth over his boyfriend’s chest until it offered a small push in an attempt to get him to lean back.

that was enough to have him laughing into the kiss, of which he leaned even more into. probably the exact opposite of what seunggi seemed to be wanting next, though it was an easy fix. his hand moved to card through his boyfriends hair slowly as his weight shifted back some, but not nearly enough to make a difference. the picture in his other hand seemed to find the same fate as seunggi’s as it fell to the bed, which — well. fingers crossed they didn’t crumple them, or something. both hands found their respective spots against his boyfriends skin, lips pulling back to give seunggi a chance to breath. “what’re you trying to do?” ares murmured with a growing smile as a hand lifted, he was never able to settle on one single spot for too long, and brushed through seunggi’s hair again.

“i’m trying to make out with you,” was murmured right back, his head tilting into the touch as it came. “maybe see where that goes.” his head dipped to press scattered kisses along his boyfriend’s jaw, letting out a small sigh of contentment when he got close to his ear. “or not.” he wouldn’t mind either way, of course. he knew he was asking for a lot already, and it was barely even lunch time. so if ares wanted him to cut it out, he would, by all means, cut it out. hence why his head pulled back some, just to give ares the freedom to think freely. “do you want me to stop?”

“oh yeah?” a soft little laugh followed his words, head tipping just a little to give seunggi all the room in the world he could want. he liked the feeling of those lips against his skin, enough so that his eyes fell closed with a quiet hum in thought. seeing where it goes was always a nice little bonus, one he was definitely on board for. so even when the other was pulling back ares didn’t seem content and was moving closer to keep the distance the same. “i’m pretty sure making out with you is my favorite thing to do, so no — i do not want you to stop.” ares could think of a hundred reasons why they should do everything but stop right now, hence why he was tugging seunggi right back in for another kiss. a more greedy, deeper kiss — but a kiss all the same.

a slow grin spread across his lips as ares spoke, and the motion was there to give a nod in response, but he was ten times more content with getting pulled into another kiss. the hand on the other man's jaw slid to join the other on his chest. they both slid upward to settle on ares' shoulders so he could fully turn towards him without breaking the kiss. of course, they didn't last long there, immediately moving their way back to his chest to offer another push in order to get him finally leaning back. "lay down for me, please," was murmured under his breath, knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he'd probably never really move ares unless he let him.

ares enjoyed every second that passed, he’d even go as far as saying each was better than the last. probably due to the fact he was getting two of his favorite things at once — seunggi’s hands on his body, and a good fucking kiss. right up until he was being pushed again, and while he basically ignored it the first time there was actual movement. “since you asked so nicely.” ares teased even as his hands both landed on seunggi’s waist, wanting to tug him along for the ride as he let his back hit the bed.

seunggi couldn't help but snort out a laugh, keeping his hands planted on ares' chest as he finally went timber. the hands on his waist of course pulled him along and gave him a bit of a head start towards moving to straddle the other man's hips. he leaned down slowly, too pleased with the sight underneath him to let the chance of admiring it slip by. a sharp breath escaped, "you look so good like this." his fingers slid carefully along his boyfriend's neck, not stopping until they hit his chin, and even then they sought to tilt his head back. "what're you going to do with those pictures, mm?" the hummed question was accompanied by seunggi's lips carefully meeting the skin of his neck, looking to give the complete opposite of what his boyfriend had given him before. "the video." he let out a hot breath against his skin, immediately following it with a soft bite to the area. "wanna hear you say."

“i could say the same.” it didn’t seem to matter which way things went, who was on top, literally in this case — ares committed every single one to memory. even the way it felt to touch seunggi, to let his hands slowly wander along his skin — not a single thing would go forgotten. “told you, putting them in my wallet.” was murmured with a smile, eyes closing as his head moved how seunggi seemed to want it. “almost forgot about the video.” he’d never — he couldn’t. it was like it was taunting him from his pocket. but another time, yeah? maybe later. maybe a day he didn’t have seunggi at his side. if he could wait that long. “m’gonna watch it. i can’t wait to watch it.” his own hands moved slowly along his boyfriends thighs as he spoke, fingers occasionally digging in. “going to get myself off to it.” came next with a deep breath of sorts. “might see how long i can watch before i have to wrap my hand around my cock.”

"i like that." his free hand inevitably began to travel south, only going so far as to settle right above ares' hip. "liked the way you were looking at me." it probably showed in the pictures, too — it was half the reason he didn't think he'd be able to look at them himself. the last thing he wanted was to get embarrassed about how lovestruck he was while looking at a damn camera. even after so long, he couldn't shake it. he didn't think he ever would. "are you?" was hummed, hand moving to hold the side of his neck as his lips traveled along the underside of his jaw, growing a bit greedier with each motion. "bet you'd look so good like that. jaw clenched, aching in your pants, unable to take your eyes off of it — off of me," he laughed lightly under his breath, his hand sinking lower to finally offer a tug of the waistband of his boyfriend's sweats. "that's my baby, hm? so attentive for me." his head lifted after a moment, looking to press a kiss to ares' chin. "only got off because i imagined they were your hands, so it's only fair."

it was hard not to relax under seunggi’s touch, body only sinking more and more into the bed. or that’s what it felt like, like with every second he was slowly turning into a puddle under him. “you can watch, if you want. see what you do to me.” that wasn’t a new thing, seunggi got a front row view every single time. but watching ares as he watched seunggi? “could get you on your knees for me.” he was just spitballing here, honestly. definitely not in a rush to get anything else, not when he was enjoying himself as is. “always attentive for you, baby. always have my eyes on you.” always watching, usually always willing to give seunggi what he wanted. whether in the form of touches, attention, quiet moments — he didn’t care. if seunggi wanted it he would get it. “wished it had been my hands touching you.” his eyes opened at last so he could move them higher again to hold his hips in a firm grasp. “next time, hm?” came next as he offered a smile, eyes trailing along seunggi’s features.

"i could, if you want me to. was already getting ready to ask you to record it." he didn't care about the specifics, so long as he got to see him somehow. in person was always better, sure, but he never knew when ares' mood would lean in that direction, so. better to have multiple plans in the case that he was out, or something. he hummed at the mention of getting on his knees, "i was going to, before. wanted you to fuck my mouth, actually." another laugh was inevitable. "but, again, you were worried about getting me in bed and food." he was teasing, really — seunggi was the one who asked for food, so not quite fair to hold it over his head. the bed on the other hand? "next time," he agreed with a smile of his own, pressing in to steal a kiss. in that same moment, his hand slipped past ares' waistband, seemingly taking its time in dragging a finger along his length, just to let his thumb tease at the tip. "want to make you feel good. as good as you always make me feel."

“oh, i can record it for you if you’re not around when i do.” ares was grinning at the idea of it. at this rate they would have a whole loop of this, huh? videos and reactions. a good loop to have, in his opinion. “so i ruined my chance?” ares groaned dramatically at that knowledge, even if the smile was quick to return at the added words. “i wanted to make sure you were off the floor and comfy.” was his defense as his head lifted to meet seunggi for the kiss. his eyes were closing with a soft sigh at the teasing touch he got, hips already flexing a little. this teasing was fine for now — he didn’t exactly mind it as long as those hands were on him. “won’t be hard for you. you always make me feel good. just a look can get me hard, baby.” his hand kept moving higher and higher until he could drag his fingers through seunggi’s hair. “thought you said you were trying to make out with me? not a lot of making out right now.”

"i mean, i wouldn't say it's ruined," as if he'd ever pass that up. "i'll give you whatever you want." that, and he wasn't quite sure he was feeling up to his idea just yet, hence his stalling tendencies. "i know, and i appreciate you for it," was murmured once he pulled away from the kiss, eyes flickering over his boyfriend's features as he seemingly fell relaxed. seunggi gave a soft sigh of his own, "so handsome." his hand slid back upwards with a quiet hum, only to lick a long stripe along his palm before his hips lifted to let it disappear in his boyfriend's pants once more. "i'm busy," he laughed, pressing in so he could gently hover his lips over ares'. "too much i want to touch." his mind was going crazy with everything he wanted to do, frankly, everything he wanted to give his boyfriend. it was overwhelming, but only ever in the best way. intoxication at its finest. he left a soft kiss on his bottom lip, only for his hand to curl around his length once and for all. he began with the slowest stroke he could manage, just wanting to feel the weight of it in his hand, and to see what reaction he'd be met with.

ares watched, intently even, as seunggi did his thing. he couldn’t help it, the other man was captivating — more so when he had his hand down his pants. hard not to be captivated in moments like this. “you can put your hand down my pants and kiss me.” ares teased with a soft intake of breath, hips again rocking up into the touch he was being given. “your hand feels so good.” it might not be much, it might have just started — but thats far from something he can complain about. at least he was being touched. “i love you.” was murmured softly, fingers tightening around the others waist as he offered a gentle tug to his hair at the same time. “you could touch more if you took my pants off, you know.”

“you’re making a lot of demands for someone that can’t do much about either.” no, he could. ares rightfully could. he probably had a much bigger upper hand over seunggi than he even realized. but that wouldn’t stop seunggi from teasing him in the mean time, especially when he was situated on top of him. “and i love you more,” he answered easily, fist growing a fraction tighter out of appreciation. “tell me what you want. and i don’t mean your pants off — i’m not doing anything until you tell me.”

“would you rather me just lay here in silence? i can do that, if you want.” it would be very, very hard for him to do. but he could do it. might not be able to stop himself from moaning here and there but talking? he could force himself quiet. only it seemed a few more seconds of waiting and he basically got an answer that worked. “me wanting my pants off qualifies as something i want you to do.” was mused as he settled back into the bed more, eyes not once leaving seunggi’s. “do you want a play by play or just a general idea of what i want?” he asked next with a growing smile.

well, that quickly earned a scoff. “i didn’t say that.” if he was being completely honest, the only time he’d ever turn down hearing his boyfriend’s voice during sex would only be if headphones were involved (and, even then, he’d probably still want to hear). “funny, i wanted them off before and you made me wait. so you can, too.” definitely not long at all, but it was the thought that counted. he picked up the pace of his hand, still keeping it slow, but certainly faster than before. his fist grew tighter each time he neared the tip, only to loosen the grip the same amount on the pass back down. “general idea would be fine,” seunggi answered with a hum. “might ask you for specifics if it’s too general, though.”

“i can’t believe you’re telling me no. locking me out was torture enough!” ares laughed as his eyes left seunggi’s at last, if only to take in the sight of him. straddling his hips, hand down his pants — those eyes on him the way they were? it was like he died and went to heaven. “fuck, seunggi.” there was a soft, mumbled moan as his eyes fell closed for half a second. maybe a full second, two even. it was hard not to get lost when he was being built up so slowly. “i want you on top of me.” one could say that was already checked off his list, obviously. “think you could ride me? i’ll settle for your hand if not.” he quite liked the view this gave him, which really meant there were only two or three options. maybe four if he counted the possibility of having his mouth. “already feels so good, baby.” probably helped that he hadn’t come yet, honestly.

“yeah, but you got around that one, didn’t you?“ he replied with a growing grin. “and you can’t tell me you didn’t like it. i saw the way you were looking at me.” his smile grew weaker at that, only because of the arousal setting in at the thought. a sensation that got more intense at the way ares was looking at him in the moment, and toss in the noises he was making? “yeah, of course i can,” he murmured without any hesitation. it was what he wanted, too — was his original plan to begin with, but with how rough ares was with him earlier? he needed a minute to recoup and steady himself. safe to say he’d had plenty of those by now. “fuck — help me take your pants off.”

“yeah, but not nearly soon enough. i deserve a prize for holding out so long to let you play.” ares’ tone was teasing with a smile to match. “i loved it, actually. don’t want to make it a regular thing though. i love touching you too much.” there was a quick pause. “i’ll take all the doors away.” again, it was a clear teased as he let his fingers dig into his boyfriends sides. every second that passed he tightened just barely, as if the goal was to leave a possible mark. “we can go slow, baby. you can make me lose my mind.” easy, seunggi could make him lose his mind so easy. again, the door was proof of that. “about damn time.” both hands moved to start pushing his sweats down while lifting his hips a fraction to help.

“is this not a prize?” an eyebrow raised, even though he was mostly joking. he’d give ares all the prizes in the world for putting up with him (and his door locking). seunggi let out a genuine laugh at the thought of the other man taking every single door off, but: “if you think that’ll stop me, you’re funny.” really, locking a door was only the beginning of how bad the teasing got. but it’d always be a situational thing. “mhm,” he hummed, leaving a kiss on the corner of his lips before his own hips lifted. he — regrettably — moved his hand from around ares’ length to avoid any speed bumps, only to move off of him entirely so he could stand. “give me a second,” he huffed, clearly impatient, too, as he shuffled across the floor to grab the lube bottle. a short walk back and the bottle found its way onto ares’ middle, “put it on.” his hands, in the meantime, were working on pulling his pants off the rest of the way before they fell to the floor. “want it messy.”

“you’re always a prize.” it wasn’t even an exaggeration on his end — ares was pretty sure seunggi was a gift from god, or something. as if he’d ever even begin to take it, and him, for granted. “it won’t stop you, but i’m pretty sure it’ll make it a lot harder to hide yourself away.” there was a quiet huff when seunggi let go, even if he knew it would probably for the better. a few lazy kicks to his legs in an attempt to get the fabric down this thighs more, though he was more focused on watching seunggi walk. that is until he was scooping up the offered bottle. “sir yes sir.” ares mused with a happy little smile as he popped the cap, and wasted zero time in squeezing some into his hand. a little more than needed, probably, if only to make it how seunggi wanted. even just stroking himself once or twice was enough to get him moaning again, legs spreading a little more more so. made easier when his pants were finally gone for good. “get back over here, baby.”

seunggi certainly didn't have to be told twice — the second the other man's pants were gone, he made his way back onto the bed. granted, it took him a second or two to take in the sight of his boyfriend. "god, what am i gonna do with you?" was muttered with a quiet laugh, tossing a leg over his hips so he was straddling him once more. "sound fuckin' perfect and you've barely been touched." it was making the sinking feeling in his stomach worse, if he was being totally honest. hence why there was next to no wait between his settling his weight back and his hand finding ares' cock to line himself up. his motion to letting his weight fall was slow; slow enough to have his lips parting with a gasp and his shoulders falling relaxed. in no hurry to pick himself up again, he offered a steady grind, like trying to get him as deep as he could manage. "'s so good. you feel so good."

“yeah? you like how i sound, baby? it’s all for you.” ares moved to grab both thighs again, hands moving slowly and not stopping until he was able to grab at his ass. “you did this, made me like this.” ares would stand by the fact that seunggi could just say the right thing and he’d get half hard in his pants. “fuck, yes. just like that.” already it was enough to have his breath catching in his throat, his own hips flexing up against seunggi. “so tight around me.” considering both hands were already there, ares was urging his boyfriend on in hopes the grinding didn’t stop. “stay like this, baby. let me look at you.”

it was hard not to let one hand drift from ares' sides to sit on top of his boyfriend's, just to coerce him into grabbing harder if he wanted. he didn't think he'd hold back if he didn't want to — the door being exhibit a and seunggi on his stomach being exhibit b — but it never hurt to let him indulge. he kept his pace consistent, small sighs getting wrapped between quiet moans as he ground his hips down. his head tipped back some at one point before both hands found their way to ares' chest, where they'd plant themselves as he rocked. "let me hear you, mm?" well, both hands stayed planted there until the camera tossed to the sight caught his eye, bringing a small grin to his lips. he did his best to maintain the rhythm he had as he leaned to grab it, turning the device in his hands as he shifted his weight back once again. "i hope you've got a lot of inserts in this."

funny how that works — the moment there was added weight over his hand, ares was indeed tightening his grasp. more so he was squeezing at the handfuls he had, fingers massaging into the skin at the same time. “i think i can come just like this, baby.” jesus, he felt too good for how little he was getting. every subtle rock of the other man’s hips did the job, though, it had him moaning all the same. “m’never going to get sick of this fucking view.” ares murmured as one hand trailed around to let his fingers ghost over his boyfriends hip and slowly down his thigh. the smile was quick to grow in the same second as the camera came back into play, eyes following the others hands as he grabbed it. “should be … eight left. don’t hog them all,” a breathy laugh escaped as he let his gaze land on seungg once again with a teasing hint to his next words. “i want at least one of you on my cock.”

"yeah?" how could he not be enticed by that? but: "don't." he wanted to drive ares up the wall, and while he'd love to hear and watch him get off with just a slow pace, he wasn't going to let that happen. he'd let him come, sure, but he wanted to see how much he could take, so he hoped that he wasn't that close. an eyebrow quirked at the caution he received, "so, you'll let me use seven, then?" he teased. he really only wanted two pictures, maybe three. as long as he got those, ares could do whatever the hell he wanted with the rest, seunggi would be along for the ride. after inspecting the camera to make sure he knew what he was doing, he brought it to his eye, easily pointing the lens down to include ares' face and his chest, where seunggi's other hand was glued. "so fuckin' handsome, baby. should put you on a canvas." but there was just one thing — the hand on his chest slowly slid along his skin, dancing over his collarbone before wrapping around his boyfriend's neck. he waited for a second or two to take the picture, only in the hopes of including a possible reaction, too.

“don’t come?” that was something that needed to be clarified here. “i’ll do my best.” ares couldn’t help the laugh — but he would. he’d do his best to give seunggi whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it. give or take a few situations, obviously. but here, right now? it wasn’t too hard to put the effort in. “you could have all eight if you wanted. i might just — complain a little.” it was hard to keep his sentences whole, moans and gasps filtering through as his back arched slightly. “keep moving —“ considering the other hasn’t exactly stopped he was sure his words were unnecessary, but ares couldn’t help it. “fuck,” the word was muttered softly as he swallowed, as if that was unavoidable with the hand against his neck. his lips parted with a gasp as he let his eyes find seunggi’s again, chin tilting up slightly as he dug his fingers into the others thigh.

"— no, i want you to. just not yet. not like this." and by this, he was referring to the grinding alone. it was hard to keep it like this, anyway, when ares was making noises that seunggi knew he'd love to hear for the rest of his life. the second the picture was taken, he was placing the camera to the side, not even bothering to remove the polaroid as it came out. no, he was far more interested in his hand forcibly finding ares' chest again, putting more weight on it as he lifted his hips once and for all. his fingers tightened their hold as he hissed out in pleasure with the drop of his hips. he picked up the pace compared to his previous grinding, all with the intention of hearing more from the man underneath him, his hips falling harder with every lift, "f-fuck, that's it. y'fill me up so well, i could cry, baby. so good for me."

“thank god,” there was relief in his words — he was happy to know there was only minimal effort needed not to come. or more, not to come right this second. not that he was really on the brink of anything, but if he put his mind to it? well, he wouldn’t be so it didn’t matter. “yes, yes—“ ares’ stomach sunk with a sharp intake of breath, fingers curling and relaxing once or twice against his boyfriends ass as he tried to keep himself under control. his eyes even fluttered close as more moans spilled free, mind drifting to focus on the ball that was only growing in the pit of his stomach. “you make me so fucking happy.” ares rocked up into seunggi once or twice, legs shifting as if in search for a better position. “does it feel good, baby? do i feel good inside you.” the urge to wrap his hand around seunggi’s cock was growing stronger, though he found himself blindly reaching for the camera instead. “fuck, seunggi — you’re beautiful.” before he even lined the camera up he knew it was going to be blurry. but honestly? that was exciting — it would give them something to remember as they tried to pick out details down the road. with the photo of himself falling to his chest he was clicking the button in the same second, only to let his eyes close again with a loud moan.

"fuck, ares," he groaned out with a sharp gasp. "i love you. god, fuck — i love you so much." seunggi couldn't bring himself to answer the question due to the moans now falling at their own will, but he assumed that that was as good of an answer as any. the feeling of one of ares' hands moving had his eyes following, letting out a mangled huff of a laugh at the sight of his boyfriend going for the camera. he didn't pay much mind to it, really — he kept his eyes glued on his boyfriend's features, so he got close enough. the hand on ares' throat landed next to his head as seunggi sought to pick up the pace as much as he could manage before he'd outright lose his mind on the spot. but it turned out that trying to avoid it didn't do much — the second his hips shifted, the change in angle had his jaw falling slack in surprise, a loud moan taking the invitation to soar out of him. "right there, right there, it's good — 's so good, baby, please."

“mhm, i’m so close. don’t stop — keep going, baby.” ares was finding it hard and hard to say these things — a telltale sign he was indeed close. so close in fact that he couldn’t stop himself from meeting seunggi thrust for thrust, fucking up into him. “that’s it, baby. fuck yourself on me — make yourself come. make a mess all over me. i want it.” as if he had to prove his words ares was wrapping his hand around seunggi’s cock, eager as could be to start stroking him with a tight grasp. and until his boyfriend came? he planned on keeping his hand right where it was. “so fucking good, you’re doing so good — making me feel so good.” ares’ gasps and moans could attest to that, that’s for sure. “m’close — don’t stop, don’t stop until you come.” whether it was right along with him, or minutes after, ares didn’t care. not when he himself was what, seconds away? “fuck, seunggi — “ the hand on his boyfriends ass lifted to land a slap - not nearly as hard as earlier, but the harsh way ares grabbed him after made up for it.

the second ares started fucking into him, seunggi felt everything become blurry. it was all melting together, but he could hear his boyfriend speaking, egging him on word for word, in between the strings of curses flying out of him now. the hand around his cock had him all but crying out in both pleasure and surprise. "ares, you're — fuck, b-ba — i'm gonna fuckin' —" he could feel it building, the tension in his stomach ready to topple over at any second, and perhaps that's what had him moaning out the loudest. being so close, having ares speaking to him like that, yet still having to ride it out. of course it was the slap to his ass that had him coming — it might not've been as hard as he would've liked, but it still caught him by surprise, bringing his hips to come down roughly onto ares' cock. it ripped through him, really, with a loud gasp and a shudder, his hand all but digging his nails into his boyfriend's chest as his head fell forward some and his jaw slack. he did his best to keep the pace going for ares despite his orgasm, the motions forcing him to take sharp breaths. "fuck me, baby, fuckin' — want you to come inside me. more than anything, ares."

ares honestly, truly, didn’t think he’d be able to last much longer. just as seunggi had been earlier, he was currently hanging on by a thread. “seunggi,” with both feet having planted down against the bed he was quick to help where he could — or more get him coming just moments after his boyfriend with a few messy thrusts. both hands moved to wrap his arms around the others back, tugging him down as he himself leaned up. that was met with a swift turn to let seunggi’s back hit the bed and then his weight fell to settle over top of him. not that he stayed like that for long, though the only movement he offered was pulling his hips back a little to slip out. “i —“ that’s all he managed, his brain was basically scrambled at this point so instead he pressed his face against seunggi’s neck. “hold me?”

seunggi all but melted at his name falling from his boyfriend's lips, and where his grinding was likely to lose all sense of rhythm as a result, he was mentally thanking ares for taking the lead here. his brows furrowed, pulling into a tight line with how hard ares continued to fuck into him, no matter how messy it got. he moaned out at the feeling of the other finishing inside of him, the motion he would've made to grind down against him disrupted by arms looping around his back. the turn caught him off-guard, too, a low gasp slipping out of him at the feeling of his back hitting the bed. but after a second, his own arms made their way around ares' shoulders quickly, one hand rubbing at his back out of full-fledged concern, while the other found its way into his hair to try to soothe him. "of course, baby," he murmured easily, brows furrowing again, but this time for a different reason. "are you okay?" his neck craned to press a kiss or two to what he could manage of his head before scattering more along his shoulder. "was it too much, baby?"

“i should be asking you that.” was mumbled with a quiet laugh, eyes closed as his arms settles on either side of the other. seunggi was the one that had came three times this morning, one rough as hell and then this? he was a trooper. “m’okay, though. thank you.” his own head turned to press a kiss into seunggi’s chest. “just wanted your arms around me.” wanted to melt down on top of him and bask in the afterglow that came with their orgasms. “are you okay? was that okay?” he was concerned about it all … adding up, though at the same time? he had confidence in their communication and how either would put a stop to something.

seunggi laughed at that, the hand on his back instead opting to run up and down his spine instead. "good," he let out a small, relieved sigh. "had me concerned for a minute there." his own eyes fell closed with a hum, carefully twirling ares' hair between his fingers as he tried to catch his breath. "mm, i'm alright. that? that was fucking great," he answered all too honestly, letting his boyfriend's frame help his own melt further into the bed. "loved it, actually. a lot." he gave a gentle tug to his hair. "and i love you. a lot."

“y’know, we need a safe word or something so we don’t have to worry.” ares snorted a soft laugh, though really? either way he was sure they’d both still find these kinds of questions falling past their lips after. “s’hole morning was great.” a content sigh escaped only for his head to lift to press a soft kiss to seunggi’s lips. “and i love you. more.” was teased with a smile. “can’t wait to see all these pictures.”

“mm, you’re right. kind of a good thing we’ve gone so long without one, though, no?” it meant they had good communication and trust between one another, so if there was anything worthy of a high five, he felt it’d be that. “it was,” he agreed, eyes pulling open at the feeling of ares moving. all for good reason, as the kiss had his own small smile spreading across his lips. the hand in ares’ hair shifted to cup his cheek, his thumb lazily dragging along his cheek while he had the chance to look at him. “uhh, no. i think i love you more. and they should be good by now, right? mine might be shit, but i tried to do you justice.”

“a very good thing.” add on the fact that they’ve never had a situation where one would have actually been needed? he was sure they could keep on going the way they were with no problems. his eyes flickered along his boyfriends features as his face turned into his hand gently. “fine, i’ll let you have this one.” ares teased, though after another moment he was moving look around the bed. “they’re everywhere.” a breathy laugh escaped as he reached for the first one, and then another. “i mean, you were literally bouncing on my dick. i’d say it came out perfect.” was mused as he turned the picture with a grin so the other man could look. “kinda like how some of them are blurry.” ares was reaching for whatever ones he could without having to get up, and turning them all so seunggi could see.

“i don’t know what’d be a good one — what’s something you’d never say during sex?” he was sure there was a giant list of words, but some of them felt weird to spit out. for example: his first instinct was ‘nachos’. horrible option and clearly speaking right from his stomach. he snorted out a laugh at ares’ grading rubric before his eyes fell to look at the picture held out to him. “you’re right, they look good like that,” he hummed, his hand finding its way back into his boyfriend’s hair as he played his makeshift claw game. “i think i want another one of us right now. might be shit because i don’t know if selfies work on this thing, but.” he shrugged as much as he could. “can you reach it?”

“something ridiculous. it all sounds ridiculous when sex is involved.” was mused after a split second of thinking about it. “imagine saying peanut butter with me on top of you or something.” it was funny, but not in the sense of it being needed. ares was just picking and choosing here, apparently. “i want these two in my wallet but i also want them out to see whenever.” a snort of a laugh at his newfound dilemma, eyes having focused on the close up of seunggi’s face and the very first one he took. “s’my favorite.” he flipped it again to show seunggi his own face, smile growing as he glanced towards the camera. “let’s just hope for the best.” his other hand reached for it with a heavy groan — mostly dramatic as his other hand came down for support against seunggi. “the things i do for love.” he joked as he looked back to seunggi and offered the camera up. “would you like the honors?”

“that’s true,” he laughed, offering a light squeeze to ares’ side as he did. “i think we’d probably laugh, if anything. we should just stick with stop.” never did him wrong in any situation ever, so no need to fix what wasn’t broken. “you can keep one in your wallet and the other out, swap ‘em when you feel like it. frankly, you can do whatever you want with them, as long as you’re not putting them on a billboard,” he teased, tugging a bit at his boyfriends hair. “it’s a good picture,” he agreed, even if the sight of it did have his cheeks going pink. he snorted at the dramatics he received in response to his request, hands lifting to take the device in his hands but giving ares all of his attention first. “thank you, baby,” he teased, opening his arms wide again. “yeah, i can take it. but get your ass back here. you’re keeping me warm.”

“gonna put it where my id should go — see it every time i open my wallet.” ares was sure it would surprise him for the first few times, though as far as he was concerned? that was a good surprise. “oh-“ his eyes grew wide and excited at the idea seunggi gave him, as if he was actually considering it. “a billboard. could see you everywhere i look.” ares was back down with little hesitation, always eager to find his way into his boyfriends arms. “want me to turn the bed up?” he mused with a grin even as he once more let his head fall to the others chest. it really wasn’t hard to get comfortable here, that’s for sure. “gotta take two. but only after we see how the first one comes out, see if we have to fix the angle or something.”

“oh, god — you better not ever lose it,” seunggi laughed, almost mortified at what would happen if that did happen. an innocent person just looking to be a good samaritan and — oh, there’s seunggi butt-ass naked where the id should be. he offered a joking shove in response to his boyfriend running with the billboard idea, at least until he could wrap one arm around his shoulders again. “mm, not yet. think i’m gonna take a bath before i let myself fall asleep.” or, even better, he’d fall asleep in the bath. two birds, one stone. “alright, but i’m gonna need you to grab the first one when it comes out.” he placed the camera on ares’ back in an attempt to figure out how to hold it so he’d be able to take a picture with one hand. and after a moment of wrestling with it, he held his arm straight out and offered a small smile before letting the shutter close.

“i’ve never lost an id to this day, i don’t think we have anything to worry about.” it wasn’t hard for him to get comfortable again, eyes closing as he sunk down against him again. “mmm, do i have an invitation?” ares already knew he wasn’t going to want to part ways, so might as well get the question out of the way. “i hope it comes out good.” ares mumbled in answer to hearing the shutter sound, eyes finally opening again to watch it come out. “pictures still baffle me. catching a moment — a real life, actually happened moment and printing it out. it’s so crazy.” ares was reaching for the picture to carefully lay it down on the bed. “i can’t wrap my head around it.”

"i mean your wallet," seunggi corrected with a quiet snort, "don't want some random person seeing what's for your eyes only." his hand strayed to find ares' hair with ease, naturally wanting to make him as comfortable as possible while he relaxed. "of course you do. might fall asleep on you, but the tub and i would love to have you." he expected none of what came out of his boyfriend’s mouth next, but it had him chuckling under his breath all the same. “you sound so old when you say things like that,” he hummed. it was almost like ares was so old, huh? “do you remember when you used a camera for the first time?” he wouldn’t be surprised, if not. after so many years, inventions and the crazy things that went along with them might’ve blended together. “how’s it look?”

“oh — haven’t lost that either.” ares laughed into his boyfriends skin, head nodding slightly in answer. “i’ll make sure no one is looking over my shoulder before opening it. caution to the wind when it’s your face, though.” ares didn’t want anyone looking at seunggi naked like that either, so — same page. “i like when you fall asleep on me. i’ll make sure you don’t drown in the meantime.” he added as his hand lifted again to see if the picture was developed. “what - you’re telling me you understand it? how does it even make sense.” ares was sure he could look it up and everything, but that didn’t mean his brain would make sense of it. “i remember seeing them around here and there, but i didn’t use one or anything.” ares mused as he did his best to recall it all. “i got one maybe like … early nineteen twenties. it’s downstairs somewhere, looks absolutely ridiculous.” ares lifted his hand again to hold the picture up, humming as he looked over what he could see. “almost, it’s fading in.” or whatever it was doing. “you got both of us — lots of the bed, half of us.” ares laughed as he turned the picture now that it wasn’t as faded for his boyfriend to see with a grin. “it’s cute. we’re cute.”

“that works for me.” as long as they understood one another, it’d be fine. “ah, i appreciate you playing lifeguard for me,” he hummed, fingers carding through his boyfriend’s hair in an attempt to brush his hair out of his face. “don’t be scared to wake me, though.” he was more than aware that there was only so long a bath would remain comfortable, and the last thing he wanted was to trap ares in there with him while he had a snooze fest. “i mean — yeah, kinda. it’s just capturing light. i could give the whole explanation if you really wanted it.” after dealing with cameras and everything else involved in media production, he supposed he picked up random bits of information after a while. “ah, don’t tell me it’s one of those giant ones with the giant cloaks, or whatever. you should show me when we go down there.” he really had no idea what a century-old camera would look like, so he was just making an educated guess at that point. “shit, did i? this thing is harder than i thought,” he laughed, even more so when his eyes settled on the picture. he brought the camera closer, resting it on ares’ back again for a moment while he inspected the picture. “it is cute. i think i like this one.”

“only if the water gets too cold.” even then ares would be inclined to turn the hot water back on, so really seunggi could get a good bit of nap time out of him. “speak your facts all you want, it’s still a mystery to me.” ares snorted a laugh as he turned his face into the others chest, lips pressing a kiss there before his head lifted again to look at the now developed picture. “no, no. god, definitely not one of these huge ones. it’s handheld. just — you’ll see when i show you.” his amusement was still present as he glanced back to his boyfriends face, watching as he spoke. “you did a good job.” was hummed softly as gently tapped his fingers against seunggi’s chest. “want me to start the bath or do you want to stay like this for a little?”

“oh,” seunggi’s eyebrows raised while his lips formed an impressed pout as he thought about it. “do you still know how to take a picture on it? or is all of that way outdated?” he’d probably even just settle for pictures that were taken using it, if ares still had any. but of course he was curious as to what a modern day ares would look like on it. “thank you, baby,” he murmured, carefully moving the camera so he wasn’t using the other man as a table anymore. “mm, can you start the bath? i might fall asleep if we lay here any longer.”

“i’m sure it’ll come back to me. i’m not sure it’ll work. but we can try. maybe after the bath.” unless they ended up napping right after, he was sure going to the basement was the only real plan they might have for the day. “of course.” once the weight of the camera was off of him, ares was pushing up im onto his elbows so he could hover over the other man. before getting up he was dropping his head to steal a kiss, and only after that he was finally getting up. “i’ll get the fluffiest towels, the best soap, and the warmest water. only the best for you.” ares was grinning once more. “lavender?”

“curious to see how it’d even work.” for some reason, his mind was blanking on what the nineteen-twenties even looked like. electricity? maybe. outlets or batteries? less likely. he had no fucking clue. seunggi’s hands fell to run along the other man’s sides as he hovered him, grinning all too easily once it was clear he was coming in for a kiss. his hand grabbed at one of his boyfriend’s as he got up, just to lazily hold it while he spoke. “that sounds amazing, a,” he answered honestly, giving a tug of the other’s hand so he could bring it to his lips and leave a kiss on his knuckles. “i love you.”

“and i love you.” so, so much. more than he knew you could even love someone, and then double it. he’d conquer the world if seunggi wanted him to. luckily for them both he highly doubted that would be something his boyfriend ever asked for. a bath, however? much more manageable, way less causalities. “don’t you fall asleep. you wake up to me dumping you into the bath.” was his weightless threat, one thrown over his shoulder before he disappeared into the bathroom. the sound of water starting could be heard soon after, and then he was making quick work of both bubbles and piling up their towels. “i mean it, you better not!”

“i won’t, i promise!” was his laughing response, almost offended by the accusation. though, really, the second he was left alone to roll under the covers until the water was ready, he knew that he was dangerously close to doing so. his breathing started to slow after a few short minutes, his eyelids growing heavy and the physical exhaustion taking over his body and he was so close to just —— a soft sigh slipped out of him as he tossed the blankets off of his body so he could sit up. next his feet hit the floor before he tiredly padded into the bathroom, hip lazily leaning against the counter as he waited. “‘s it almost done? i’ll give you twenty bucks if it’s almost done.”

“twenty whole bucks — that’s dinner!” he looked over his shoulder at that and held his hand out as if expecting to be paid right this instant. “or is it credit? i’ll wait.” he teased before reaching just enough to run his fingers through the water. “it’s warm, almost enough water. we can get in.” was mused as he glanced towards his boyfriend again, once more lifting his hand only this time it was to wave him over. “come, it’s my turn to hold you. i’ll even wash your hair free of charge.” ares would give seunggi the full spa treatment, let him relax into the water until he actually did fall asleep — if he did. though considering it, he should probably get in first, huh? exactly what he did, one foot at a time, only to slowly lower in.

seunggi snickered under his breath, “that was so cheesy.” so adorable that it made his heart swell and his smile wide, but cheesy. his hand lifted, too, once ares waved him over, in a somewhat delayed attempt to reach for his boyfriend’s hand as he walked over. “for free? jeez, these places are really stepping up their customer service these days, huh?” was murmured with raised eyebrows, thinking it must be his turn to be a little cheesy here. he watched as the other man stepped into the bath, his hand lifting to card through his own hair to pull it out of his face until he sat. then he did the same — stepping in slowly so he wouldn’t splash before moving to sit in the water with a sigh of contentment. “ah, this is perfect.”

“well, tips are encouraged. i accept cash, card, and kisses.” ares was unable to resist the urge to grab at his boyfriends ass, his smile doubling in size as he offered a squeeze — not that he got too greedy. he wasn’t trying to get his hands sat on, so instead? ares was all too happy to loop his arms around the other man’s waist, his own body leaning back to gently pull seunggi along too. there was no way he’d be sitting up this whole time, not when they could get comfortable. “are you going to help me put the door back on? or should we just leave it?” it was asked with a smile, voice soft as he let his chin hit seunggi’s shoulder.

“ah, in that case? i have a reputation for being quite the tipper.” now that kisses were mentioned, he felt like he was utterly lacking in how many he’d given ares since they first woke up. time for him to make up for it when he got the chance — he’d probably end up smothering him in them. seunggi’s smile grew amused at the squeeze to his ass, his tone turning teasing, “glad you always have your eyes on the prize.” he hummed quietly as his hands settled on the other man’s forearms, easily sitting back with him to settle between his legs and press his back against his chest. “yeah, i can help you, it was half my doing anyway.” maybe a little more than that, but he hadn’t actually expected ares to take it off, no matter how much he wanted to see it. one hand lifted to let his fingers trace along the one side of ares’ face, tapping lightly as he did so. “mm, unless you want to leave it. might be beneficial for you,” he teased because, well, who knew when he’d have the urge to do something like this again? “what’s the heaviest thing you’ve ever moved? like, how strong are you really?”

“you can just be the tool passer.” it kept him smiling to think about, though for what reason he didn’t know. probably just because it was seunggi, and ares adored every second he got to spend with him. even if that time was spent reattaching a door. “might just rip it off sooner next time, that’s your warning on it.” ares laughed, head dropping so he could press his lips to the other man’s shoulder. a hum followed out next, head tipping just a little as he thought over it. “i don’t know. i don’t think i’ve ever tried to test it. well -“ he paused for a second like shifting through his memories. “i can crush a rock in my hand. could probably pick a car up pretty easy.” another pause, brows furrowing some. “m’not sure which would be harder though. maybe we can just go to the gym and see how much i can bench.” an amused snort followed, he could only imagine how someone his size would look with it maxed out.

“well, that’s just something we’ll have to live with, then, isn’t it? constantly taking doors off just to put them back,” he mused with a laugh. not such a bad thing, he supposed. not like it was causing any actual damage. “i think you being able to lift a car would be telling enough,” he laughed, his other hand dropping to gently scratch at his boyfriend’s thigh mindlessly. “i would love to see you at the gym, though. showing up guys twice your size,” he snorted, as if they weren’t almost (meaning: a very small difference) the same height. another small hum and his eyes fell closed, head tilting back a bit to rest on ares’ shoulder, “— can i go on a tangent for a second?”

“probably — we can try it sometime. you can pick the car.” ares let his eyes fall closed as the warmth of the water started to soak into his bones. given, such a question was almost enough to have his eyes opening, as if the concern was too much to push down. but that was getting ahead of himself, no need to worry until he needed to worry. “mhm, yeah, you can.” ares rubbed small circles into the others hip, his other hand lifting so he could slowly drag it through seunggi’s hair.

“might pick one of your old ones,” he grinned. “they’re probably ten times heavier, right?” maybe he’d find out the makes and models of each of them and see which one was the heaviest, who’s to say. seunggi relaxed further into his boyfriend’s hold, taking a second to try to find the right words before he spoke. “i know i say it a lot, but i really do love you,” he murmured, a soft huff leaving parted lips. “you make me feel so.. safe, you know? and you’re so kind and patient, even when i know i’m being a pain in the ass.” his hand offered a small squeeze to his boyfriend’s thigh, “and you’ve given me so much —“ he couldn’t help but offer a soft laugh here, despite his heart feeling like it was going to beat out of his chest. “a home, love, a life — hope.” his other hand dropped to offer a squeeze to his other thigh, knowing it was as close as he could get to hugging him in their current position. “and you’ve never expected anything in return. you’ve never pushed me for anything. and i just — i love you, ares. i love you, i love you, i love you. its not enough words for how i feel, but i do. and i wanted to say thank you, for everything.”

those first few words were enough to have any growing concern melting away, only to let a smile take its place. but when seunggi kept going? it only took a few moments for his eyes to open again, head turning just a little to look at seunggi as he spoke. each and every word seemed to go right to his heart, causing it to swell more and more. one hand left his boyfriends hip to search for his hand instead, wanting to offer a squeeze as his eyes looked over his features. “seunggi,” was murmured softly in response at first, the hand in his hair sliding down across his neck and lower to rest over his chest. “that means so much to me.” that didn’t even begin to cover it, he wasn’t sure he ever would be able to. maybe as the years passed he would figure it out. “i don’t want to do this with anyone else. i want to give you everything.” ares couldn’t bring himself to look away — not that he’d want to anyway. no, everything he wanted was right here in his arms. “i love you, more than i think i can ever say. i don’t want you to ever forget that.” compared to what the other man just said, his own words didn’t seem nearly enough but for the moment? it was like seunggi went and made him speechless.

“you don’t understand — you have given me everything.” he didn’t know how to express it, how to properly show how he was feeling in a way that’d matter. but he wanted to try at the least. “all i want is you. i don’t care about anything else.” ares was all of those things and more wrapped into one for seunggi. he inspired him endlessly, whether it be with his strength or his generosity. he was convinced he was too good for this world — it almost made sense that he’d be otherworldly in the way that he was. his hand shifted to take his boyfriend’s hand in his, holding it carefully. “i won’t forget. never.” his thumb began to drag along his knuckles, offering his own squeeze before his head turned slightly, eyes now open. “let me take it from here, hm? you deserve everything and more. let me take care of you.”

“i’m never going anywhere.” a promise he was more than willing to make. as far as he was concerned? the day they went their separate ways was unwelcome, he wanted nothing to do with it. he’d go as far as saying he was confident in saying it would never happen, that seunggi would be apart of his life forever. “you just being here is more than enough for me.” funny, considering that was basically what seunggi said too. but it was true, seunggi was his everything, his world — the reason to keep doing this with a smile on his face. “you letting me in, spending time with me — seunggi you take care of me in ways i didn’t know i needed.” whether it be right now, literally, or in general, seunggi already gave him everything. “you don’t know how happy i am right now, or just … any second of the day.”

seunggi felt himself relax further at those words, a soft sigh of relief slipping out of him. “i like hearing that.” he had more than mountains worth of faith in ares, of trust in him, but it was just…one of those things that he couldn’t shake. it’d grow quiet, sure, and wasn’t always at the forefront of his mind, but it would be a lie to say he never worried about it. “is it?” he asked quietly, more curious than anything else. it wasn’t like it was an insane idea — seunggi felt the exact same way. “i want to make you happy for the rest of my — of our lives, mm?” his other hand moved to settle on top of ares’ where it sat on his chest, before taking it in his own to press a kiss to his palm. “ugh — fuck this tub. i want to hug you to death right now.”

“yes, seunggi— yes, it’s enough. you are enough. i want to see the world with you, yeah, but we could stay right here and i would be happy. whatever we do, wherever we go, i don’t care as long as you’re there with me.” cheesy, maybe, but that’s how he felt. he couldn’t change it, nor did he want to. “no matter what.” ares lifted his head off of the others shoulder again, though he didn’t really go to far. not that he could even if he wanted to. “oh, baby.” a soft laugh, smile growing as those words registered and he tightened his hold on his boyfriend. “you can always straddle me, i’ll take all the hugs you want to give.” it was said only for him to continue on right after. “or we could, you know, get out.”

“ah, but you told me you’d wash my hair free of charge,” he teased with a grin, hands and body shifting so that he could reposition himself and face ares without kicking him in the process. “besides, you set all of this up. ‘m taking a nap in here like my life depends on it.” he pressed in so he could take the suggestion and straddle ares, not caring how awkward it might be in the tub. his arms found their way around his frame, settling in against him in a proper embrace. “you’re too good to me, ares kim.”

“i’ll wash your hair whenever you want.” ares snorted out a laugh as he watched the other move, being careful of his own legs to stay out of the way. “you’re acting like we can’t do this whenever we want.” his words were nothing but teasing, both hands dropping to seunggi’s waist. they soon looped tighter around him, eager as could be to keep his boyfriend close with his head falling to rest against his shoulder. “better get used to it, it’s never going to stop.” ares murmured, smile evident in his voice as he slowly rubbed his hand along seunggi’s back. “you make the last three hundred years worth it.”

“just let me spend some time with my boyfriend, ah?” he teased right back, melting into his hold with a stupid little grin. “i don’t think i’m ever going to,” he sighed happily, letting one arm lift to sit over ares’ shoulder so he could rub along his upper back. “yah — don’t say that. you’ll make me cry.” as if everything wasn’t capable of doing that if someone tried hard enough. “i’m glad the universe brought us together. still can’t believe there was a two-hundred-and-something year old man in my history class, but. what can you do?”

“would it be happy tears? or are you so, so sad that i’m so damn old?” ares murmured into his boyfriends skin, smile present even if it wasn’t exactly on display right now. “oh, that was your lucky day. i’m the best person to get stuck with in history.” not that he was around for everything that happened, but he’s had more than enough time to learn. “i was right about being the next love of your life. if that’s the only thing i’m ever right about, i’ll be happy forever.”

“maybe a little bit of both,” he joked, knowing damn well that it’d only ever be happy tears. he tilted his head a bit so his rested on ares’, fingers gently scratching at his skin. he let out a much louder snort at the reminder of his amazing first impression, giving his side a squeeze. “i really should’ve kept that as your contact. maybe i should change it back.” probably wouldn’t have the same effect, but whatever. it was the thought that count. “and take out the next. no one before you mattered — ‘s just you.” he offered a bit of a tug to the hair on the back of his head as he pulled back a bit, too. “c’mere.”

“the last love of your life.” ares corrected with that same smile. “something about you just … i knew i needed to talk to you.” ares let his hand drop to his boyfriends lower back as he happily followed along with what seunggi wanted. for what, he could only assume here but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t hoping for a kiss. more than just hoping, seeing how his eyes dropped to the others lips the moment he was looking at his face again. his other hand found its way up to clasp around seunggi’s jaw, smile never once fading even as he moved in to steal a kiss.

“better,” seunggi grinned. “you can just say i was smokin’ hot, babe. it’s okay,” he teased, knowing that, if anything, he probably looked exhausted off his ass every time they had class, so. his grin widened as he watched his boyfriend’s eyes, appreciating the fact that they were certainly on the same page as he met him halfway for the kiss. then another. and another. he didn’t pull away until his itch was satisfied, and even then he was convinced he could kiss ares all day. he hummed as he sat back, the hand he had in ares’ hair lifting to card it out of his face so he could get a better look at him. “so handsome,” he murmured. “my beautiful boy, mm?” he leaned forward to press a kiss to the other man’s forehead. “let’s get out of here, before it freezes us out.”

ares couldn't stop the actual laugh that escaped when those words registered, head nodding a few times. "i did think you were the most beautiful person i've seen in, what, at least one full century." his words were truthful, but at the same time a little teasing. "maybe two, even. two centuries." there was another peck of a kiss given, all too happy to lean in for whatever kisses he was offered. "mhm, i love you." the smile wasn't going anywhere, though it did soften as his grasp tightened around the other. those words were all he needed as he kept his grip and stood, seemingly uncaring for the mess of water that might come from his actions. at this point, after the door, why not just throw caution to the wind? "i'm so happy we kept the bed on."

“yeah, uh-huh.” again, all he could remember was wanting to roll back into bed every other minute of every day, so. teasing disbelief felt like the way to go. “and i love you.” where he was ready to begin moving off of ares, he was met with a tightening grip, leaving him laughing out a, “wh —“ what are you doing was what he meant to say, but the entire statement was replaced by a laughing gasp, his hands finding ares’ shoulders to hold. “you’re gonna have to give me a warning next time.” you’d think after so long he’d be used to it, but nope. not in the tub, at least. “ah, me too. i had a feeling we’d end up back in there at some point.” a lot sooner than he anticipated, sure, but that was all his own doing. “gonna have to have a cleaning spree later, i think.”

both hands fell to the backs of seunggi's thighs, smile growing wide and happy as he carefully stepped out of the tub and onto the rug. "yeah, i'll do my best." ares chuckled to himself as he finally let seunggi's feet hit the floor, though his hands were reluctant to let go. one drifted to his boyfriends hip as the other was reaching for a nearby towel, of which was offered to the other man. "might as well make it worth it - what else can we break?" was joked as the hand on seunggi's hip gave a small tug, as if they weren't already so close together, so he could land another kiss on his lips. "could try for the bedframe next."

seunggi was a little glad to have his feet back on the ground — again, mostly because of the tub aspect, his smile growing as he received the towel with ease. he wrapped it over his shoulders, first, apparently in good timing with the tug he received. he leaned into ares a bit, humming with appreciation at the kiss he received. though, all of that went out the window once he quirked an eyebrow, "surprised you haven't broken it already, to be honest," he grinned, a hand lifting to let his thumb swipe over his boyfriend's cheek. though, it'd be a lie to say he wasn't entertaining the idea. "i have a feeling that'll be a more frequent problem than the doors."

“maybe not today, i think you need a break.” ares snorted a soft laugh as his hands instead moved to wrap around his boyfriends waist, keeping him close. though one did move, finding its way down to land a smack on his ass despite his words. “if you see me loosening some screws before hand, no you didn’t.” ares teased with another kiss to the other man’s lips, of which was followed by a nip to his bottom lip. “if you’re not cuddling me in the next ten minutes, i might cry.” dramatic, yeah, a little — a lie? who knows.

"i think so, too," he sighed, as if that was the worst thing in the world. "if only you didn't fuck the hell out of me before. could've had me roaring for another one." his grin grew wider, only to get replaced by a surprised breath, which was then replaced by a sly curl of his lips. "'s no fun if you do that," his hold on the other man's face grew firmer, especially with his hum in response to the tug of his lip. "gonna drive me crazy again if you don't watch it," was his only warning on the matter. he might've been physically worn out, but as far as he was concerned, that didn't include his mouth. a dangerous thought, sure, but it couldn't be helped. "c'mon. the last thing i want to do is make you cry," he moved to wrap the other towel around his boyfriend's waist, even if it was just until they made it to the bed. the motion was followed by a tug to his hand, backward footsteps slowly carrying seunggi out of the bathroom.

such words were enough to have a laugh bubbling past his lips, brow cocking as his mind went crazy with it. “i could tie up your hands and ride you instead.” was mused in response, his own smile finding his lips as he watched seunggi’s features. “i’d never. don’t think i’d actually have to. might make you wait to experience it, though.” ares teased with another quiet snicker, head nodding a few times as he took his warning. would he listen to it, maybe not, but it would sit in the back of his mind for a while. “good, i don’t want to cry either. makes my throat hurt, and not in a good way.” ares murmured, all to happy to follow his boyfriends steps backwards. of course he was doing his best to keep the distance between them the same, even if it had his steps a little funny. “next time you have to go get your phone i might just have to peek into your head.” ares never did anymore, not without asking of course — if anything his words were just teasing as his hands squeezed against the others skin.

seunggi's lips pursed despite his smile not moving, almost biting back a challenging remark. he already witnessed what happened when he pushed the tease, but he saw no reason to break the door and the bed frame all in one morning. maybe the same day, fine. but not the same morning. "well, now i'm curious to hear when your throat does hurt in a good way." apparently the restraints on his challenging tone only went so far. he wouldn't act on it, but he did want to hear it. sue him. "ah, what happened to trust, huh?" he teased, lifting his free hand to pinch gently at his boyfriend's stomach with a laugh. "you trust me to not go jack off while you're eating breakfast, and i trust you to find out sooner rather than later. it's a good system, no?" his shoulders shook a bit as he laughed, offering a squeeze to his boyfriend's hand as he tugged him towards the closet. "— can i wear one of your shirts? like the smell."

despite having a very good idea that seunggi knew what he was talking about, he didn’t mind explaining himself here. “it’s a good hurt when i get your cock in my mouth, when you fuck my face. when you get me feeling so good i can’t help but be loud.” if seunggi was asking, ares was sure he would always have an answer. now was no exception, his words spilling past his lips without a second thought. “i don’t know …” despite the slightly unsure tone, ares was smiling all the same. “i wouldn’t want to hurt you. it could be a real thin line.” he was laughing again, and finally pulled away from seunggi to fix his own towel, eyes wandering along the closet as his other hand opened it. “you can wear whatever you want of mine, whenever you want. only if i can have one of yours too.” a smile accompanied his answer as opened a drawer to grab seunggi a pair of sweats. “want these too?”

once again, seunggi's lips were forced to bit, this time with a little bit more difficulty as he shook his head. he couldn't even dignify that with a response — if he did, he'd probably just find himself in the exact same situation, but worse. a great but painful cycle, if he said so himself (and he did). "yeah — 'course you can have one of mine. but no, thank you to the pants." seunggi's hand gently scratched at the back of his own neck as he waited, opting to lean against the closest wall with a small smile. "i'll take some shorts, though, if you don't mind. or i might just wear boxers." a soft sigh as his head tipped back in thought. he was probably going to want to shower after he got up, and before he had to clean the mess he left, well… everywhere. "nevermind to the shorts. but i will take your most comfortable t-shirt you've got in stock, sir."

ares tucked those sweats under his own arm, mostly so he could put them on instead. while he did enjoy sleeping naked, there was no denying the appeal to having seunggi’s shirt and a comfy pair of sweats. “decisions, decisions.” was murmured as seunggi seemingly hit his roadblock on what to wear, his smile growing as he turned his head to look at his boyfriend. he waited patiently, of course he did, only for again be reaching in for a shirt when it seemed the decision was made. “please don’t make me keep my hands to myself.” if only he was joking — seunggi in his shirt, in bed, right up on him? he’d do his best, okay? “here, baby. the most comfortable one i got, i swear by it.” they could both swear by it, considering he was sure at this point it’s been on both their backs equally.

it was hard for seunggi to not be amused by that and — god, he was having difficulty biting his tongue. it was seemingly the only thing on his mind (in the form of internal screaming). "don't get too handsy and we won't have a problem." would it really be a problem if he did? no, but also, they should learn to practice some restraint… right? "thank you, a," he grinned, only taking a look at what shirt it was when it was in his hands. "ah, good choice." he took a few steps deeper into the closet to tug open one of his drawers in the hopes of pulling out a pair of boxers. then came the hard part — picking a t-shirt for his boyfriend to wear. "mm," he hummed mindlessly, before ultimately settling on one of the looser, sheerer options. "here," he mused as he handed the shirt over, an amused glint in his eye. "should serve you well, i think."

his towel was discarded to the floor, if only for a moment, so he could tug his sweats up his legs. “i’ll keep’em above —“ whatever he was going to say was cut short, if only because he was hit with the realization that it would be a lie. he definitely wouldn’t be keeping his hands above seunggi’s waistband, nor out from under his shirt. their shirt, really. “i’ll keep it to a minimum.” was his amendment to his previous statement, smile ever present as he watched the other man do his thing. not that his amusement had time to fade away, not when he saw the shirt he was being offered. “think i’ll do it justice?” ares murmured with a snort of a laugh, though now that he had his shirt he was tugging it over his head. and that? that was followed by a pose, and a cocked brow. “eh?”

an eyebrow naturally lifted at ares cutting himself off — it was amusing, really. watching the gears turn as he figured out what would be realistic and what wouldn't be. hence why he gave a slight snicker in response to the reply he did receive, nodding his head in contentment. "oh, i know you will." his own towel fell so he could pull his underwear on, careful to not stumble all over the place as he did so, before his head lifted to look at his boyfriend. "oh, you're a fuckin' looker, aren't you?" his eyes ran along the other's frame, nodding once more, but this time as a result of being pleased with himself. "can't believe i didn't think of that before," he scoffed, pulling ares' shirt over his head so both hands could smooth over the fabric. then he was moving closer, seemingly going for a kiss as he neared where ares stood — until he squatted to pick up the other's towel on the floor to discard it with his own.

those words were enough to get a snort of a laugh out of ares, smile only seeming to double in size. “thank you, thank you.” ares tugged at the hem of his shirt as if adjusting it, eyes dropping to look down at himself. “so, are you saying my next wardrobe should be all slightly see through?” would he? yeah, maybe. why not? probably not his entire closet but just enough to drive his boyfriend crazy. “i’ll —“ a little smile seemed all but plastered to his face as a hand reached for seunggi, definitely ready to tug him closer. only for a scoff to escape next as he saw what his real intention was. “you tease.”

“maybe just part of it,” seunggi relinquished. “it’ll be practical, you know? for the climate and all.” totally not a selfish suggestion, absolutely not. “what?” he snickered, a faux look of amused disbelief on his face. “you never see someone clean before?” both towels found their way to the hamper, and almost immediately after did seunggi’s hands find their way around his boyfriend’s to tug him out of the closet. “getting closer to ten minutes!”

“does that mean you don’t want me walking around greece in flowy, sheer pants?” ares mused in answer as his hands fell to his hips, smile only growing more so as he heard seunggi’s little laugh. “what’s in ten —“ there was a much needed pause as he remembered the time limit he put on them. “oh, oh, yeah. no i feel the tears welling up, we have to hurry. they’re like, right here.” a hand lifted to gesture to his cheek, only for him to be following along without complaint. “can probably buy yourself time with a kiss.” the way he had been walking with seunggi turned more to … well, he started to drag his feet a little and make seunggi work for it.

“i never said all of that,” he scoffed, again acting like that’d be an insane thing to accuse him of. “i’m just looking out for you, that’s all!” uh huh. totally. his laugh grew a bit louder at ares slowly going along with his own joke, even if it turned into a frustrated snicker as he tugging him along proved harder than he thought. “oh my god, your feet are — they’re made of cement —“ was all he could manage through his noises of joy. until he used one tug to his advantage, using the momentum he was trying to use against ares in his own favor, all but tossing his body at him with a laugh. “let me at ‘em!”

"are you saying i'm heavy." an exaggerated gasp as he thought over whether or not he put a full stop to his walking. it might be like seunggi was trying to drag a wall, but it would be funny to watch from his point of view, wouldn't it? that is until his little plan was thwarted before it even got to see the light of day. not that ares really minded here, not when it instead got him an armful of seunggi. a happy laugh fell past his lips as he wrapped his arms around the other, while doing his best to not stumble backwards in surprise. "your wish is my command," as if he wasn't the one to just suggest it. those were details though, weren't they? he didn't really care how he got a kiss as long is one came along. which is why he was happy as could be to press in for a kiss. or two, maybe three, all while lifting seunggi's feet off the floor to keep their path towards the bed.

“no, you’re just — made of cinder blocks!” god, he was going to have to start going to the gym, wasn’t he? trying to force his boyfriend along wasn’t always this hard, was it? there was almost an urge to get down and do some push ups before he popped a blood vessel — but it’s fine, he’s fine. better than fine when he had ares’ lips on his, hands finding his shoulders with ease. his legs lifted to lazily wrap around the other’s waist, mostly just to keep his dangling limbs out of his way as he walked. “don’t let me crush the goldfish — ‘m begging you.”

ares snorted out another amused laugh, grasp tightening around the others body as they walked. or more as he walked, considering he had no desire to put his boyfriend down. not when he was given the best opportunity to grab at his ass again. not that it lasted too long before they were moving again. “d’you think they survived you riding me? it might be more like goldfish dust by now.” another laugh, smile growing as he pulled back to glance over the others shoulder as his hands found seunggi’s waist. and after seeing the coast was mostly clear? he was giving his boyfriend a good little toss the last couple feet to land on the bed. “don’t crumple the pictures!” as if it would be his fault for landing on one.

"i'd like to think they did." or at least he hoped they did. "i'll eat whatever's left, dust or not." or, at least, he'd try to do so without making a mess. a huff of air flew out of seunggi at going airborne, head turning somewhat to make sure that he was indeed going to land entirely on the bed. he'd learned the hard way before — not a fan. of course the mattress bounced a bit under his weight, even more so as he laughed out loud. at the comment, seunggi's brows lifted, hands cautiously patting under his body to make sure there weren't any demolished pictures sitting under him. "i think they're good — i don't feel any." hence why his next move was to track them down in the hopes of sliding them onto his nightstand to avoid another scare like that.

watching the way seunggi reacted, well, that was more than enough to have ares laughing right along with him. he himself finished the last few steps and was soon crawling up with his boyfriend with a hum. his gaze swept along the covers in search of any pictures so he could help, collecting two in his hands in the short crawl from the bottom of the bed up to the head. "i really do love these. maybe we can find a frame for them and put them up." was said as he turned to sit, gaze dropping to look at them once more before offering them to the other man.

"mm, we can do that. or we can make a book — build up a collection," he grinned, almost snorting a bit at the thought of their own sex-take on a scrapbook. he took the ones offered into his hands, perusing through them on his own with amused eyes. "remind me to hand them over later, for your wallet." only then did he slide the stack of them onto his nightstand, carefully putting the camera alongside them. once the picture clean up was complete, he let his head find his pillow, opening his arms wide for his boyfriend to make a proper landing.

“a collection, i like it. i’ll have to stock up on the inserts. we can find a good book for them.” ares mused with a grin, happy over the mere idea of it. “i won’t let you forget, don’t worry. we’ll have to write the dates on the back. maybe where we are for it.” seunggi would see in time how it could get hard to keep track of what was where, what was when. not with everything, but some things. and these? he definitely didn’t want to forget these. “finally.” a dramatic scoff as he carefully flopped down beside his boyfriend, and with a few good scoots he was right up on top of him. or at least half on top. “i love you.”

"ah, that's a good idea, actually." it'd make it easier to track things down, track memories down, once the years passed and the collection grew bigger. he huffed out a bit of a laugh at the drama of it all, until his arms could latch onto his boyfriend once and for all. he turned the slightest bit into the embrace, looking to rest some of his head against his boyfriend's. "i love you, too, baby." then came a happy little sigh. "more than anything."

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