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#a weakness for you ( ardent desires ) #things we could do ( rp wishlist )

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#dahlia wilson ( imagery )

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@forcechoosen

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#( anakin solo x tahiri veila )

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A thumbs up emoji was her only response to her dad, and seeing that Joe had commandeered the TV and the couch, she headed back out by the pool and sat with her back facing the large windows. It seemed that everything she was trying to do to avoid her stepbrother wasn't working, and it was making her cranky.

Ten minutes wasn't that long, so she pulled up her phone and put her AirPods on to listen to her favorite true crime podcast. Just because her dad told her to get along with Joe didn't mean she was going to go out of her way. She was already the one with the taboo attraction; she didn't need to make things worse.

“Well, given what you stated already, our parents married, it’s the two of us and at least for me, to know my stepsister.” He watched her walk off, her aggressive words weren’t enough to phase him and he wasn’t easily discouraged from her words. “So it’s like that huh? One side is mine and the other yours? That’s not gonna last.” He called out and watched her turn the corner, loosing sight of her. He was given a vague idea of what she did and it was a shame she left to go to her room, he was admiring her body and she had quite a good one too, especially that ass and breasts of hers.

He sighed and went to his room to change into some regular clothes. The order for pizza would take about 10 minutes to get to their place. Her phone buzzed again, it was their parents, letting her know that they would be out for most of the day and evening as they would be back home very late, with her parents asking her if she could try to spend time with her new stepbrother. Joe came back and sat on the couch, turning the tv on to watch something.

#serena kurlenko ( thread ) #nightstalkerjoe #queue are my fantasy ( queued reply )

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"Sorry. I...I wasn't expecting all of them to be there." Her lip trembled, and the sight of it had Bathory narrow her eyes at the other familiar, clearly telling him to take it easy. "It wasn't this populated when I last visited," Seine added, finally finished putting on the last of her clothes.

Salem eyed Seine with a mixture of relief and concern. "Young witch, you need to be more careful. Those boys could have exposed your secret. We can't afford any slip-ups," he admonished.

#seine hollingbrooke ( thread ) #potestmagice #queue are my fantasy ( queued reply )

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I want to be happy now. Right now. FIRE COUNTRY 1.21 ‘Backfire’

#( martin victors x nerissa )

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Maybe it was arrogant of her to say so, but she knew that she had enough influence over him to decide if he got any work done that day or not. She’d tried it once, when he had a few weeks left to finish a project, and she had managed to sway him away from his work and spend the rest of the day in bed with her. It hadn’t happened again; the knowledge was enough. It was also more than enough for her to know that he was enjoying success in his career, and seeing him flourish made him ten times sexier than any man who flashed their Audis and thick wads of cash. Fuck, she was getting wet just thinking about him.

“But baby, you know I love seeing your finished work,” she purred near his ear, having pulled him close by the front of his shirt so that she could start undoing the buttons. “And how I love seeing you all disheveled…messy hair and all. Makes me want to bend over your table and stay there until you’ve had your way with me.” Lia giggled at those naughty things, her head having tilted back so that he could access more of her neck. But her hands kept at it, blindly fumbling at the front of his shirt until she felt warm flesh beneath her fingertips, and she pushed the shirt back and tugged it down his arms. “Does it help when you come inside me before a meeting? Because if so…you don’t need to wear one,” was her sultry suggestion, hoping he hadn’t started ripping one of the tiny sachets open. It would’ve been a waste when her cunt was the only sheath he had and should empty his load in.

Finding that Lia was on board for his spur of the moment change of plans, his grin grew to be a bit more mischievous at his minimal need of convincing. Biting his lip at her following question, he wondered only momentarily if she was right in her inquiry, the action of the other teasing him by rubbing herself against him taking any other attempt of reasoning away from his mind in that moment. "I mean if not, I can't say I remember the last time I came in late, so I guess that solves that." He gave a slight shrug before the quick scrunch of his nose, the man's focus turning quickly from his work and instead to the woman in his arms. Lia was the type of woman who deserved his undivided attention whenever he was with her, even if that meant coming into work a little later than he intended. 'But who could blame him?' he asked himself rhetorically, knowing very well the answer would likely be few to none.

Tossing his keys mindlessly to the side, not caring how easy or lack thereof they would be to find later, Trace stepped forward slowly as he sealed a deep kiss with the blonde; it wasn't until he bumped into the dining room table that this was broken, a small snicker escaping the man at this interruption. He placed the woman on said table after a moment before stepping back just enough to view her completely, a longing gaze taking in every breathtaking inch of her. Amidst his amorous survey of the other, the artist bit his lip at the thoughts that raced through his mind in that moment. A hand slipping just under the nape of her neck as he brought his forehead to her own, it was his turn now to press himself against the other, the girl very likely already feeling what she was doing to him in that moment. "You know, it's amazing I'm able to get anything done with you around," he taunted affectionately before placing warm kisses down the side of her neck.

#lia anderson ( thread ) #vicletnight #queue are my fantasy ( queued reply )

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"You are somebody, my love," she murmured, squeezing his hand. Elida made no effort to show her affection for him, not from her stepfather and her mother, and not from the rest of the court.

The whispers were flying hard and fast, but once she had properly greeted the two older, royal fae, she turned to Puck, silently coaxing him to dance with her. A few male fae were trying to catch her eye, but she wasn't interested in them at all. Some of the women were also looking at him with clear interest, but they made no effort to come closer to him.

Puck wasn't scared as he walked into the party, but he was hyperaware of his surroundings. He couldn't just fade into the background, he was chaperoning his Queen's daughter. If he was called on by Oberon or Titania, he would have to explain himself.

"I am still flattered you asked me to the revels," he whispered, holding in a giggle. "Technically, I never get invited. I feel like somebody, and not just a pawn."

#elida ( thread ) #thechaoticcform #queue are my fantasy ( queued reply )

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Us in mood🤤

#( puck x nerissa )

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@dalphahale

#( derek hale x ysabelle fremont ) #( derek hale x kisa )

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Wish you were here.

#a weakness for you ( ardent desires )

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Antonio Banderas and Catherine Zeta-Jones in The Mask of Zorro (1998)

#elena de la vega ( imagery ) #muse connection ( alejandro de la vega ) #( alejandro de la vega x elena de la vega )

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"It is. Always seeking more power even when it takes you far from my bed." A dramatic sigh, but she was still smiling. Belle wouldn't have him any other way, and she kept her hand over him, starting to stroke him over his pants. "Have you found what you were looking for? Or was he another..." -- her lips twitched -- "...dead end?"

Rumplestiltskin's eyes gleamed with a mixture of amusement and desire as he looked down at Belle. His lips curled into a wicked smirk as he did. "Ah, my dear Belle, always so perceptive," he purred and leaned into her touch. "But you know me well enough to understand that power is my true aphrodisiac."

#belle french ( thread ) #potestmagice #queue are my fantasy ( queued reply )

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“Really? Do you want help finding it?” Margaret asked, still not letting go of hers. Her childish attachment to the stuffed toy must seem weird, but she thought it was more sentimental. Her grandfather had given it to her on her birthday, a few months before he had passed, and she saw it as a way of keeping him close. Not that she planned on explaining it to someone she barely knew; it might not have been so important to him, plus it was a very personal fact about her. “It might just be here somewhere.”

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This was weird Oliver was thinking, he had never experienced someone enjoy the comfort of a squish mellow as she did… what happened and why was she attached to this such toy? However, he understood why she wrote her name on things because he did such things himself, making sure that no one would take what belonged to him but that was beside the point. “Sorry… I thought that was mine since I’ve got one that’s the same. I could’ve sworn I put it down here last time I had it”

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