#tolerate it is such a ross/demelza song

[love-little-lotte]

poldark + taylor swift lyrics

dress — reputation

gold rush — evermore

treacherous — red

labyrinth — midnights

tolerate it — evermore

say don't go — 1989 tv

afterglow — lover

the great war — midnights 3 a.m. edition

peace — folklore

this love — 1989

[romantic-hero]

morden romelza au, where ross is getting horny in Isolation😉

Ross was quarantined alone in their London home. Demelza and Caroline had taken the children to the Enys’s vacation house in Cornwall  before COVID-19 had hit and now the whole country was on lockdown. London was a virtual ghost town and Ross had promised to self-isolate for as long as the orders to stay home remained in place. Being a loner, Ross was mainly ok with being alone. Their pantry was full and he’d made a schedule. Wake up, workout, coffee and the news. FaceTime with Demelza and the kids, do as much work as he could from his home office, lunch, nap, sneak in a run with Dwight (maintaining the 2 meter distance rule), try to read or watch  Netflix,  workout, dinner, then call Demelza, then bed. It wasn’t too bad, but Ross missed Demelza and especially missed her in bed. Oh, it wasn’t just the sex. Sure he missed that, but he missed her smell, her touch, her cold feet on his. He missed their nightly talks, the confidences they shared. Her wise advice that kept him sane. He’d do what needed to be done, but he’d give anything if he could drive to Cornwall and bring his precious family home.  He missed wrestling with Jeremy and reading Clowance her bedtime stories. Thank God they had a well stocked wine cellar. Brandy was now his bedfellow.

That night as Ross was doing his final 500 push-ups of the day, Demelza’s familiar ringtone gave him the  excuse to abandon the last 100.  He grabbed his mobile, got in bed and leaned back against the pillows. Happily it was a FaceTime call and seeing her cheerful smile lifted his spirits.

“My love,” he said to her. “Is everything alright? Why are you up so late?”

“Ross, everything is fine! I just wanted to talk to you.” Demelza had a glass of port and Ross watched  her take a long drink. “Actually Ross, I wanted to show you something.” And to Ross’s surprise, Demelza drained her glass.

“You wanted me to watch you drink?”  he asked.

Demelza laughed and poured another glass full, and chugged it down. “No, silly!” And then  In the background Ross heard their favorite hip hop song, Boo’d Up by Ella Mai. It had been  their song for the last year and when ever Ross heard Demelza playing it, he knew she was up for some loving.

“God, Demelza! Are you trying to torture me?” His wife had disappeared from the screen but now she came back into view he could see she was only wearing only one of his old flannel shirts and he thought he caught a glimpse of black lace underpants.

As she sang with the song, she began to slowly unbutton her shirt.

“Boy, you do something to me,” she crooned as she let her shirt fall open and indeed all she had on were panties underneath  She cupped her full breasts, and came up closer to the phone so Ross could get a good view.

She danced a few steps back, swaying to the music. “ Ooh, no I’ll never get over you until I find something new,” as she ran her hand slowly down her stomach until her fingers disappeared, hidden by that sheer lace. “That get me high like you do, yeah yeah”. Demelza closed her eyes and Ross could clearly see she was turning herself on, which of course made him hot with desire.

Then she started dancing again, slowly rubbing her nipples then closing the shirt as Demelza seductively sang the chorus,

“LListen to my heart go ba-do, boo’d up

Biddy-da-do, boo’d up

Hear my heart go ba-do, boo’d up

Biddy-da-do, it just won’t stop, it go

Ba-do, boo’d up

Biddy-da-do, boo’d up

Hear my heart go ba-do, boo’d up

Biddy-da-do, it just won’t stop, it go”

To Ross’s pure delight, Demelza took off her shirt and threw it across the room then got on her hands and knees and crawled towards the phone’s camera.

“How many ways can I say that I need you? Baby, it’s true

I think I might die without you

Feeling all over my body

You know how I like it

Ain’t gotta tell you what to do, yeah yeah”

Demelza looked into the phone. “Tell me, Ross, what would you like to do?”

“Ravish you, you naughty minx,” he growled.

Demelza lay back and wiggled out of those scraps of lace she dismissively called pants. With one hand she caressed her breasts and with the other fingered herself arching her back as she sang, “Got me boo’d up, boo’d up

Grab me by the waist baby, pull me closer.”

“Damn it, Demelza, I wish you were here.

“Come on Ross, show me what you’ve got,” she purred.

Who was this woman, thought Ross, but they’d gone this far, he might as well go for it and he took off his briefs and got some satisfaction when Demelza’s eyes widened with a little shock.

Demelza ran her tongue over her lips. “I certainly have missed that good friend of mine.” She touched herself and pushed her hips up. “ You know what  I want, Poldark.”

And Ross started stroking himself, amazed at how erotic this whole FaceTime thing could be.

“Don’t  close your eyes, Ross. Look at me! I want to look at you.”

And as the music played,

“Listen my to heart go ba-dum, boo’d up

Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up

Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up

Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go

Ba-dum, boo’d up

Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up

Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up

Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go”

Ross did as he was told and while he pretended it was Demelza’s hand bringing him to the edge, it was the sight of his wife’s hips in motion as she brought herself pleasure that really had him turned on. He watched mesmerized as she made herself come, calling his name as she boldly seemed to be looking right at him.

“Ross, I wish you were in my mouth,” she panted. “Imagine I’m holding you as my lips…” and Ross interrupted her with a groan as he let go.

“Jesus, Demelza,” he whispered, finding it hard to catch his breath.

“Was it as good for you as it was for me.” she said softly.

“Love, it was wonderful,” he told her.

“Good night, Ross. I’ll call you in the morning. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”  

He felt a bit sad when the screen went black, but oh, my God. It wasn’t nearly the same as having his wife with him, but he had to give her credit for making this horrible time a bit more tolerable.  Ross grabbed the tissue and cleaned himself off then he snuggled down into his bed pulled the covers up. His last thought was of Demelza. He smiled. She never ceased to amaze him.  He couldn’t wait to see her, even if it was FaceTime, in the morning. And he fell into the best nights sleep he’d had since this nightmare of a virus had disrupted their lives.

Songwriters: Dijon Isaiah McFarlane / Ella Mai Howell / Joelle Marie James / Larrance Levar DopsonBoo’d Up lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Peermusic Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

[love-little-lotte]

kind of want to make a poldark (taylor's version) playlist that chronicles ross and demelza's relationship through taylor swift songs (i made the same thing with jamie and claire from outlander months ago) but sadly i think it's just going to be songs like tolerate it, you're losing me, etc. 😭😭