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@w4stcdlovc   sent: ❛  i’m wearing some nice new lingerie for you.  ❜ leyla to anyone

Though her surprise visit was a very pleasant one, Mason didn’t lie when he said that he had to cancel their lunch due to a very time-sensitive matter concerning an extremely important case. And yet, here she was; Leyla had shown up unannounced at his office, walked past his helpless assistant and was now sitting on the desk in front of him, legs crossed as she almost casually told him about her underwear.

“Is that so?” Mason’s eyebrow rose. His gaze was automatically drawn to her thighs, or to be precise, to what was hiding between them under her skirt.

A brief look at his assistant and the guy quickly left the room, closing the door behind him, leaving Mason and Leyla alone in the big office.

Mason leaned back in his chair. Hardly visible, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, as he looked at her beautiful face.

“And you came here to make me guess what color, hm?”

He placed his hand on her ankle, slowly untangling her legs, opening them.  

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Stoker chuckled at that reply. It was so cute how CJ tried to play it cool, when his body told a very different story. The tip of Stoker’s tongue touched his own bottom lip briefly before he spoke in a husky voice. “Maybe you should stop with the thinking. How about that?” His right hand palmed CJ’s length, feeling the smoothness. The hand closed firmer, rubbed harder, and feeling it throb. Sitting next to him, he leaned over to cup CJ’s face with his other hand, prevent him from looking away. His thumb brushed along the bottom lip. Eyes holding the other’s gaze, while his right hand picked up pace, feeling him grow harder under his touch, feeling him leak precum.

@writtensins asked: ❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜ (stoker/cj)

He wanted to deny that accusation. Didn't want to come across as desperate, needy. Reason why the words were already at the tip of his tongue, yet the hand which had dived into his undone pants, beneath the fabric of his boxer shorts, was already feeling his ever growing hardness, that CJ would eat his words immediately. A quiet gasp escaped him, betraying himself even more. “Don't think too much into it.” A weak attempt at not allowing Stoker to be right, when in fact he was. CJ had been longing for his touch, craved it even ever since their last time together. He had wished for a repeat behind closed doors and it seemed he was getting exactly that. At least he hoped so. 

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@w4stcdlovc sent: ❛  i’ve been touching myself to the thought of what you’re gonna do to me.  ❜ luna to anyone (I don’t know how or when this happened but I think hunter called dibs on luna XD)

“Fuck.” Hunter exhaled that curse, followed by a low chuckle. A quick look over his shoulder to make sure no one else could hear them, and as his body was blocking the view, his hand slid under her short skirt, rubbing over he naked thigh. “And what was I doing in your thoughts?” Fingertips grazed her panties.

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@w4stcdlovc sent: ❛  if there weren’t so many people watching us, i’d already be on my knees in front of you.  ❜ cj to anyone

Warden looked up from the espresso machine, over to the dark haired boy at the other side of the counter, waiting for his macchiato. The words had been uttered softly, almost in a whisper, but very clearly. It was mid morning, still an hour before lunch time, so the coffee shop wasn’t that busy, mainly some patrons sitting around, reading their phones or the paper and sipping their coffee.

And then there was this boy standing there, waiting. Warden had seen him around a few times, they had even chatted, probably. He couldn’t quite recall. He sure was pretty. His name was CJ, Warden knew that form his coffee order.

And right now CJ looked at him and was waiting for Warden to react. The barista turned to the machine again, smacking his lips, he finished filling the cup. Then he rested one arm on the counter, leaning over to CJ, extending his hand holding the cup.

“The staffs’ bathroom is at the back.” A little tilt of his head. “No people watching there. Just me looking down at you as you suck on my fat cock.” He handed him the cup. “Careful, don’t choke on it.”

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@w4stcdlovc sent: [ WALL ] ― your muse pins my muse against the closest wall. / ian to anyone who wants to pin him against a wall (they all wanted to, but carter was the fastest to get there lol)

“Where do you think you’re going, huh?” Carter shoved the other against the wall, making Ian’s chest hit the cold concrete. “Enough with the teasing, we’re not fucking done here yet,” Carter growled into Ian’s ear, his strained breathing hitting the back of his neck. With one hand he expertly gripped the other’s arm, twisting it behind his back, fixing him like that. Carter’s gaze moved down from the neck, trailing over the naked back, watched as the muscles tensed up, when Ian must soon realize that no struggling would get him out of that grip. Eyes moved further down, lingering a little at the dimples at Ian’s lower back. Damn, how he loved that sight. He licked his lips. His gaze went to Ian’s ass, still covered in those low-rise jeans.

Carter’s large hand roughly groped that perfect ass. His face leaned forward, next to the Ian’s.

“Now you gonna be good? You gonna let me have what you promised me when you got here?” His breathing sounded strained, as his hand gripped harder, and as he leaned closer, despite the layers of clothes, Ian could very prominently feel Carter’s urging cock pressing against his ass.

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 @w4stcdlovc  sent [ LAP ] ― my muse sits on your muses’ lap and teases them. / leyla does it to anyone

Warden made a grunting sound as she sat down on his lap. She didn’t even look at him, almost as if she was pretending she didn’t know that she sat on his lap and not just on a chair. Her firm ass pressed against his crotch. She moved in his lap, deliberately rubbing against him. He exhaled, his breath brushing her dark hair. He inhaled and smelled her perfume.

Her hand, as if by accident, reached back to steady herself, grabbed for his shirt, pulled herself up. Damn, her teasing had quite the effect. And she must have felt it too, a gasp came out of her mouth as – though separated by all those layers of clothes – she surely could feel his length poking against her ass.

Another grunting sound. And then his arm wrapped around her from behind, pulling her back flush against his chest, hand clasping her neck, he brought his face next to hers.

“Gotta warn you,” he whispered into her ear. “I have no problem fucking you in front of all these people if that’s what you’re trying to find out.”

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@w4stcdlovc sent [ SUCK ] ― your muse sucks on a lollipop in front of my muse. / luna does it and to anyone

The tip of her pink tongue stuck out to taste the candy. She closed her mouth and that tongue ran along her lips, before the full red lips opened again just enough to allow the round lollipop to enter her mouth. Lips closing tightly around it, until it vanished inside. Holding the stick between her manicured fingers, she pushed the candy in deeper. Hunter clasped the neck of his beer bottle as he watched Luna, sitting on the floor across from him, seemingly fascinated by whatever was playing on the tv screen, while Sandro, sitting on the chair to his left talked to Hunter about – fuck, he couldn’t focus on a single word his best friend and Luna’s brother said to him. Hunter lifted the bottle to his mouth, turned his head to look at Sandro, while from the corner of his eyes, he saw Luna swirling her tongue around the candy on the stick. “Gotta get a new beer,” Hunter said, suddenly in a rush to get up, thankful for wearing wide pants that hid his growing boner. He walked past Luna, meeting her eyes for a moment, narrowing his green eyes. His lips moved silently 'you're evil.' He left the living room, crossed the hallway and made it into the kitchen. He waited. Almost counting seconds. Listened. He heard voices. Movement. The creaking of the stairs. Then silence. Only the noises of the tv. And his heart beating heavily. The door, he had left ajar, slowly opening. He pulled it open, gripped her by the arm, quickly hauled her inside, shutting the door as quickly and silently as possible. His hand cupped her chin and he was about to kiss her lips when he was greeted by that damn lollipop sticking out of her mouth. “Dammit,” he hissed. “You want me to come in my pants before your brother, hm?” He glared, but couldn’t stop that grin from showing up on his face as she gazed back with her big eyes.

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