#rim! 𖥔 ݁ ˖₊ ⊹

[nariyuwu]

bae the new user is so cool 😋✌🏽

STAWP TYSM 😍😍😍

#moots 🖇️ #rim! 𖥔 ݁ ˖₊ ⊹ #✧˚ from: heaven · .

[cupids-archives]

ღೀ๋࣭ secret… <3 𖥔 ࣪ (contains, nsfw themes, oral (fem and male) foresomes, pnv sex, multiple penetrations, established relationship.) ₊˚♱

━━━━━━━━ 𑄽𑄺 anon - I loved your ranpo chuuya and dazai poly fic!! I’m wondering if you could write a foursome of them w a fem! reader ? ₊˚♱

₊˚♱ it was supposed to be quick…. you were supposed to meet up with your boyfriends for a quick drink than go back home, not end up spread out on a couch with your legs hooked over someone’s shoulders…. ₊˚♱

𐙚₊˚⊹ chuuya, the man below you, licks again at your clit, softly rolling the swollen bud with his tongue, his grip on your thigh leaves bruises, but your distracted by the way he eats you out like a man starved. — it’s hard to only pay attention to chuuya though. the way the man your sitting on ranpo, has his hands all over your chest, circling and pinching your nipples with his fingers, rotating from rubbing your nipples to playing with your messy clit. — Dazai sits near the entrance, his hands on his bulge and he watches you get devoured by his coworker and former partner

𐙚₊˚⊹ A particularly large moan sends chuuyas hand over your cunt, quickly entering and playing with your messy pussy, now more determined to make you cum than ever, finally pushing you over the brink of an orgasm. chuuya moves from your pussy, taking his cum-soaked fingers into his mouth sloppily sucking on them before standing up and giving you a sloppy kiss, causing ranpo to whine.

𐙚₊˚⊹ dazai moves over to you, already fumbling with his pants, taking out his large leaking cock. He pushes chuuya away in a disordered fashion, chuuyas already ready to argue before he sees your intoxicated face as dazai lines up with your entrance. Ranpo of course, has already taken his cock out, pushing the back of your skirt up even more before pressing the tip inside of the rim of your ass.

𐙚₊˚⊹ ranpo pushes inside you, it’s quite easy to slip inside the usually tight entrance due to the messy state your cunts in. They both start moving at the same time, thrusting into your messy cunt and ass. your head falling forward onto dazais shoulder. hazy, with pleasure, your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer, and therefore deeper inside you making you let out obscene moans featured with the sloppy noises your holes make as there being pounded.

𐙚₊˚⊹ your so overwhelmed with pleasure that you don’t even notice, chuuya coming up to your side, slightly leaning against the couch, lining his cock up with your mouth, you brainlessly take his cock into your mouth, sloppily sucking on it as your other two holes are getting nice and full.

𐙚₊˚⊹ the rhythmic thrusting starts to become more disorganized, ranpo wrapping his arms around your waist, biting into your neck. squeezing you tighter as his pace starts to quicken. you can feel dazai start to speed up as well, making it hard to focus on getting chuuya off. His hands finding themselves tangled inside your hair, moving your head forward until he pushes your head forward, shoving your face in his crotch while he cums down your throat. letting out sighs of reliefs while he lets you go, your mouth dripping with cum.

𐙚₊˚⊹ you can feel your stomach tighten with pleasure, the way dazai hits all of your deepest spots, repeatedly hitting your gspot with his large cock. ranpos hips start to stutter inside you, his last few thrusts leave the both of you breathless as he finally cums, the feeling of his hot cum feeling you up brings you over the edge as well, your drunk with pleasure, your fingers hold onto his hair as he cums inside you. you throw your head back in relief as another wave of pleasure washes over you.

𐙚₊˚⊹ your left sticky with cum, all three of your holes being filled to the brim, leaving you breathless and overstimulated. Your head is still fuzzy but you can still feel hands on you, cleaning your body, the last thing you feel is being gently put in a car before drifting off to sleep… ₊˚♱

#cupid 🪽 ៹ ࣪ #₊˚♱ nasty ₊˚♱ #₊˚♱ BUNGOU STRAY DOGS ₊˚♱ #₊˚♱ dazai ₊˚♱ #₊˚♱ chuuya ₊˚♱ #₊˚♱ ranpo ₊˚♱ #bungou stray dogs #dazai smut #dazai x reader #chuuya smut #chuuya x reader #ranpo smut #ranpo x reader

[maehemthemisfit]

𝘊𝘈𝘕'𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘙 𝘔𝘌 ? 𝘐𝘔 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘏𝘖𝘔𝘌.

♡𝅼  pairing : wanderer x reader

♡𝅼  content : angst + major character death + poetic format

The wind chimes always sound when he arrives at your door, carrying a gentle breeze that sways the flowers in his hands. Even though he doesn't have to, he still knocks before he enters, slipping off his shoes while announcing that he's home.

His steps are silent on the hard wooden floor as he pads to the table to add the roses to the vase. To the kitchen, he travels, taking two bags of tea, he makes his first and he brews his bitter.

He slides your cup against the counter, sugar and honey at his side. He twirls the spoon before he dips, scoping up grains to sugarcoat lies.

One spoon. Two spoons. Three spoons. Four. He takes a sip and gags at the sweetness. Five spoons. Six spoons. Seven spoons more. He decides to spare his tongue the misery again.

To the table once more he places your cup, filled to the brim with your favorite tea. His sits at the chair across from yours and glides his finger over the rim of porcelain.

"Sumeru roses?" He hears you say, and his eyes shoot up to the sight of you.

"I stumbled upon them on my way, I thought I'd replace the ones that died."

The word of death lays heavy on his tongue, and for a moment you disappear. He shakes his head and sips his cup, and once again your touch is near.

Behind his back you cup his face and place a kiss atop his head. He melts into your touch until your ghost reminds him that you're dead.

And suddenly you disappear, his vision shifts to what is true. Twenty cups across the table, filled with tea he former brewed. The sugar is spilled across the counter and honey soaked the floor. And if a raven comes they'll say his love is nevermore.

The trash is filled with piles of wilted flowers from the past. Tears drip into his bitter tea since...

"Humans never last."

He shakes his head then blinks his eyes and mutters in confusion, he remembers he had plans for tea and give in to his delusions. You must be sleep inside your room, of course! he hears you snore. He recalls that you were low on sugar, he decides to fetch some more.

Maybe he should get you flowers, perhaps your favorite kind? He tips his hat and leaves the door, and hears another chime.

listened to an edit audio and immediately had this idea, i have a version for cyno and tighnari in mind too if you guys wanna see ?

ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ. ꒱ 𖥔 ° . *

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin angst #angst #wanderer #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #genshin impact x reader #genshin drabbles #genshin headcanons #kunikuzushi x reader #kunikuzushi #scaramouche fanfic #wanderer x you #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #wanderer x y/n #kabukimono #genshin x you #scaramouche genshin x reader #gi x reader #wanderer genshin #genshin imagines #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fluff #angst no comfort

[444rockstargf]

kinktober day 15.

10.29 - BODY WORSHIP | OLLIE SWAY!

݁ ˖🕸️.𖥔 ݁ ˖ {tags} @willsdollface @bub0nic-plague @izuoyarmin @auggiethecreator @angelsanarchy @s-al-em @that-one-persons-posts @kashmirclam @areuirish @oliviah-25 @bl1ssfulbaby

previous: 10.27 - EXHIBITIONISM!

female!reader x ollie

word count: 1.0k

contents: body worship, praise

ollie was perched on his bed, his adoring gaze glued to you as you stood before him. it was far past midnight, but sleep wasn’t on his agenda for tonight. pale moonlight seeped into the room through the thin curtains, glistening against the white, silky fabric of your little nightgown. you stood there shyly, hands behind your back with your legs crossed as he drooled over your perfect figure. 

his erect cock conspicuously pressed against his loose blue jeans, but he chose to only focus on you. his eyes travelled up your body slowly, stopping at your thighs, hips, waist and chest before finally landing on your eyes, which were boring into his desperate little soul. his pupils had swallowed his striking blue irises, altogether drinking you in.

you were just a foot away from him, but you just seemed so ethereal with beauty that couldn’t be grasped that he felt as if he was worlds away from you. you were effortlessly alluring, drawing him in with every breath you took. ollie lifted a hand slightly before stopping himself, reconsidering his action.

you looked so fragile and delicate, an angelic aura radiating off of you. it was as if his bare hands shouldn’t be able to have the privilege to touch you. his fantasies drifted as his gaze deepened, him imagining your soft, perfect lips around his aching shaft. you slowly closed the gap between you two, gently sinking down to his lap, keeping your toned legs on either side of him.

his breath hitched as his fingertips came into contact with your bare thigh, your soft skin bringing him back to reality while simultaneously taking him even further away from it. his stare fell down to your parted legs, seeing the way the thin cloth around your body left just enough of you hidden for the imagination.

the gown teasingly crawled higher up. he gently placed his hands onto each one, massaging soft circles onto your skin with his thumbs. he looked up at your face, instantly sending a rush of blood right to his flushed cheeks. the sombre lighting in the room highlighted all your perfect features. 

your smooth skin was dusted with the pale glimmer of the moonlight. your long eyelashes framed your tantalizing eyes, the hairs casting shadows underneath them. his soul had left his body, causing him to feel a high that he hadn’t known he’d been craving his whole life. you snaked your elegant fingers to his defined biceps, caressing his soft skin.

your gentle touch seemed to snap him out of his compulsive gaze, a lovesick grin tugging at his lips. he brought his lips to your ear, his words sounding as smooth as honey. “you’re so perfect.” he paused for a moment. “no. that word seems too platitude to describe you. i don’t believe there’s any word strong enough to describe how you make me feel.”

his hands began to travel underneath the fabric, him being able to feel your body without the interruption of underwear in his way. you brought your hands down to the rim of the nightgown, slowly pulling it off your body. you slipped it off, tossing the lifeless mass of silk to the ground as he gawked at you.

he writhed slightly, the burning sensation in his core growing at a rapid pace. there you were, in your simplest form but somehow making his mind come up with concepts that he had never imagined before. for all he was concerned, you were a goddess.

his eyes moved down to your breasts, each one mirroring the other with every precise curve. your hard nipples stuck out, signalling your neediness. he looked at your waist, moving down to your hips where your bodies were connected. his arms slithered around your waist, him burying his face into your chest, taking one of your nipples into his mouth.

soft, barely audible moans slipped from your mouth. each noise that you made seemed to make his addiction to you grow even stronger. he peppered kisses all over your neck, the sloppiness of them moving down to your collarbone and chest. he muttered tiny little praises as his curious lips wandered up and down your chest.  

“you are absolutely heavenly…” he gently flipped you around, setting you comfortably on your back as he sat in between your parted legs, his kisses moving to your thighs. he gave each one a gentle squeeze, the softness of them granting his body with sensations that couldn’t be captured with words.

being around you filled him with such euphoria. it was an ecstatic feeling that nothing else could ever come close to. he deeply kissed your legs, allowing his hands to roam the masterpiece that was your body. he was still reeling over the fact that he had you all to himself right now. that truly was a blessing.

he had become so drunk on your presence that he was completely oblivious to the way his hips bucked into the mattress, desperate for even the smallest amount of pleasure. though you couldn’t make out the little things he said, you could feel the depth that his words carried. “you must’ve been sculpted by the gods…”

he feasted on your soft skin, his pecks leaving tiny marks in his tracks. “i want to be with you forever. ‘til death do us part, my dear…” he seemed so content with just being with you at this moment. he was overwhelmed with the abundance of your perfection. 

he felt greedy for thinking of fucking you. having sex with you was a concept too divine for him. he recognized it in its purest form, truly understanding it and wanting nothing more than to put you on the altar of his love and respect, putting his heart, soul, mind, body, spirit and every cell in his body into drawing out pure divinity onto you, treating you like the work of art that he made you out to be.

author's note: one more fic to go! thank you all so so much for all the love and support and helping me get to 500!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #ollie sway #the song of sway lake #body worship #kinktober #halloween #october #grunge #lana del rey #444rockstargf

[lincolndjarin]

no kinktober this week!! sorry!!

i'm severely burned out right now and in all honesty it's hard for me to find joy in my writing when it feels so forced. that being said i don't want to just leave y'all hangin' so i'm gonna do something different from now until the end of october.

next monday through friday i'll be doing five more days or drabbles/oneoffs, oct 30th i will be posting a longer joel one off i've been working on for a bit and on oct 31st i'll be posting a little din piece i've been working on.

under the cut i'm gonna put in some wips from what i already have along with a poll and i'll be doing the top five !! don't feel obligated to read the wips, they're there if you wanna see what direction i've been taking them but feel free to just vote lmao

little warning here, some of these wips are dddne, and contain dubcon/noncon elements. to be safe i am going to highlight any wips containing that content red.

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Joel Miller x Food Play

Shuffling out of your jeans you kick the rest of your clothes off, tossing them onto the table until you're completely bare. Once you’re done you reach over, grabbing your apron and pulling it over your head, tying the cord around your waist. The thin fabric just barely covers your chest, the outline of your nipples pokes through the blue checkered pattern. You give yourself one quick once over in the reflection of the sliding glass door before grabbing both plates, carefully stepping back into the living room where Joel’s eyes are still glued to the screen as he cleans up the takeout containers, setting them aside. 

“Need any help in there, sugar-” He finally looks over at you, breath hitching as you set the plates down on the coffee table.

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Din Djarin x Sex Pollen (din and reader are married but still marking this bc sex pollen)

“Din?” You call back towards your riduur, he’s right where you left him, sitting on a crate inside the open hull of the ship, watching you with a keen eye. He’s on his feet the moment you start teetering, your head is spinning and thankfully he gets to you just in time to catch you. The contact alone has you reeling, an obscene moan falling from your lips.

“Mesh’la? What’s wrong?” 

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Ezra x Anal

You’ve been on this planet too long. Both of you bored of waiting out the dust storm indoors, after a while all you can really do to keep yourselves entertained is fuck. 

So when he asked if he could try something different, you’d said yes, if not purely for the sake of breaking up the monotony. 

But now you’re one all fours and exactly as you’d predicted, he’s going too fast, far too eager to fuck you as he scissors his slick fingers inside you. 

He’s as rough as ever as he pushes into you, far before you’re ready, you can barely catch your breath. 

“Ez!” You squeak out as the burning sensation shoots through your body.

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Marcus Moreno x Praise Kink

“Did you have a rough day at work?” With a long whine he nods, his thrusts get sloppy and you tsk him. “Slow down, I’ll take care of you, okay?” You wrap your legs around him, digging your ankles into his back and pushing him into you completely. “Can you stay right here?” 

“Yes ma’am.” He mumbles, his thick rimmed glasses slipping down his face. 

“You don’t have to be so formal, Marcus.” You brush a stray lock of hair out of his face.

“Sorry mommy.” His voice is barely a whisper as he turns beet red. 

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Joel Miller x CNC

“Touch it.” The low timber of his voice rumbles from behind you as you feel him push himself up against you. 

“Please-” Your plea is cut off as his hand wraps around your throat, squeezing just once as a warning. 

“I didn’t ask if you wanted to.” He rocks his hips forward again, grinding his erection against your open palms.

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Agent Whiskey x Impact Play

He never uses his belt as a punishment. 

And he’ll never touch you when he’s mad. 

He’s very particular about that. 

But on good days, you can convince him to bend you over his knee and leave your ass raw and red.

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Javier Peña x Fuck or Die

“If you move so much as an inch I’ll paint this room with your brains.” He snarls, gun still pressed firmly against your skull, you can feel his knee dig deeper into your back as he groans. “Here’s what’s gonna happen,” His voice is low and deadly in your ear, this is exactly the kind of thing you’d been warned about when you started doing entry level cartel work, now look where it’s gotten you. “I’m gonna get off of you and you’re gonna roll over, then you’re gonna do whatever I say without hesitation.”

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Poe Dameron x Knife Play

Your eyes flutter open as you groan in pain, you aren’t sure what’s happening, it’s too dark in your room but you’re acutely aware of something holding your head in place. You’re trying to focus your vision but it’s too dark, someone is pulling your hair. You’re about to scream, you can feel it bubbling in your throat but a hand swiftly covers your mouth.

“Shh… It’s okay.” You’d recognize his voice anywhere. He’s been plaguing your life for weeks now, you didn’t think you’d ever hear his voice again yet here he is.  “You know what happens if you scream.” He murmurs before slowly removing his hand from your mouth.

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Poe & Din x Threesome

You’ve never seen him before and you can’t help but be curious, you’ve never seen a Mandalorian before, you don’t think it’s typical for them to room with rebel pilots like this, but Poe says he’s down on his luck, just trying to lay low. He pays his rent on time and to Poe that's all that matters. 

“Poe…” You murmur, pushing him back a bit.

“Mhmm, I know.” He hums, shoving his face back into the crook of your neck until you can’t help but moan as you make eye contact with him.  Or whatever you would call staring at his helmet.

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Dieter Bravo x Exhibitionism

Dieter is gone a lot. 

Press tours, filming, premiers, you name it, he’s gone often. 

Which leaves you where you are now, in his way too big house, with too much time on your hands. So you order take out and you do yoga and when you miss him you’ll watch his interviews on Youtube. 

But most of the time you just stay in his bed, with a vibrator between your legs. 

Dieter has a particularly healthy sexual appetite, and you’ve unfortunately gotten used to that. So when he leaves, you’re left horny and alone.

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#lincolndjarin

[wyrdaes]

MEET SEV'ERAE KELJORN . . . 32 YEAR OLD MOON ELF SORCERER . . . WRITTEN INTO THE WORLD OF BG3 / CRITICAL ROLE & PLAYED BY MIMI KEENE.

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   introduction :

FULL NAME: sev'erae keljorn (secretely, halemyst) NICKNAMES: sev ALIASES: lady keljorn AGE: 30 DATE OF BIRTH: june 5th BIRTHPLACE: the kingdom of avalon SEX/GENDER: female ( cis ) ORIENTATION: heterosexual ETHNICITY: middle eastern OCCUPATION: nobility/begrudging adventurer

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   stats & abilities :

RACE: moon elf CLASS: runechild sorcerer BACKGROUND: noble ABILITY SCORES: str (8), con (12), dex (16), int (14), wis (10), cha (18) RESISTANCES: charm effects IMMUNITIES: magical sleep LANGUAGES: elvish, common, draconic FAVORITE SPELLS/WEAPONS: slow, suggestion, mirror image

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   appearance :

HEIGHT: 5’3” WEIGHT: 120lbs BUILD: an hourglass figure; very short and curvy, with zero muscle COMPLEXION: pale skin with a vibrant pink undertone, opalescent in the moonlight EYE COLOR: magenta, with a crescent of blue around the rims HAIR COLOR & STYLE: elbow-length dark blue hiar that is often kept half-up and half-down with some ornaments, or a diadem NOTICEABLE FEATURES: her full mouth, and her sorcerer runes which take the form of henna designs on her hands, forehead and spine (but only when she casts magic) AESTHETICS & STYLE: princess dresses, red gems, heavy brocaded fabrics, flowing hair FC: mimi keene

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   physical & mental health :

PHYSICAL DISORDERS: n/a MENTAL DISORDERS: n/a EATING HABITS: sev'erae has expensive tastes. she does have a bad relationship with food, where she wants to preserve her figure, but also has a bit of a glutton streak. EXERCISE HABIT: none

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   personality :

POSITIVE TRAITS: generous, loyal, steadfast, clever NEGATIVE TRAITS: prejudiced, judgmental, impatient, rude TALENTS & SKILLS: manipulation, playing the piano INTERESTS: fashion, reading trashy romance/smut novels ZODIAC: gemini ENNEAGRAM: type 8

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   about : tw for parental death & murder.

➵ sev'erae comes from a royal elven family (the halemyst family) that was wiped out by the noble human keljorns. she was taken in by them when she was a babe, and raised as though adopted by them. ➵ privileged and haughty, sev'erae grew up with complete faith and fealty in her family, never knowing what they did to her original parents, or why. ➵ when she was told that she would be put in an arranged marriage with that of a neighboring lord, sev'erae panicked, for the only thing she'd ever wanted (that she didn't already have) was true love. ➵ so, she ran away, hoping to concoct some plan that would convince her mother and father not to marry her off to a stranger. ➵ eventually, sev would come to find out that the keljorns annihilated the halemysts in service to tiamat, the dragon goddess of green and tyranny. the keljorns have been worshippers of her for centuries, and for reasons unknown to them, tiamat asked for the annihilation of the halemysts in return for more wealth and power.

˖ 𖥔 ݁  .   verses :

➵ MAIN : any fantasy verse really where sev'erae has either run away, or (later on) just found out about the halemyst deaths. her world has been turned over, and she seeks answers about where she comes from. ➵ BALDUR'S GATE 3 : same as above, but sev can either be a tav that is taken while attempting to run away from her arranged marriage, or be recruited as a companion after being abducted by the goblins.

#sev'erae keljorn #dossiers

[cantfightmoonlight]

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Where: Honesty is the Best Policy Room

What: Won’t You Be Mine? Event

“So apparently we’re unable to lie in here, huh?” Liv mused, her finger mindlessly trailing along the rim of her glass as she tilted up a curious brow at the room surrounding themselves. “So, be honest, how cute do I look in this top?” She asked, scrunching up her nose playfully at the other as if to let them know she was only teasing. 

#darkeststarter #darkestevent6 #idk what this is but yay event lol #c: liv

[lesfleursmedicinales]

'Around her hair there was a saffron aureole, and her skin was a sea shell, an egg shell. There was a lunar wax light on the rim of her shoulder. Woman imprisoned in the stillness of mirrors washed only by jellied colors.ˑ 𖥔 ּ ִ

. 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙. XII.

[nariyuwu]

bae the theme slayed 😤😤🙏🏼🙏🏼😼😼😼

OMG STAWPPP TYSM 🤞🤞

#moots 🖇️ #rim! 𖥔 ݁ ˖₊ ⊹

[cantfightmoonlight]

@remimarlowe​

She didn’t like the way goosebumps rose along the back of her neck at the sound of his voice, like her body was trying to tell her something that she refused to acknowledge let alone dwell on. She turned her head slightly towards him, looking up at him, her green eyes inspecting his face, attempting to gage what he was thinking. She let a calculated smirk make its way slowly across her lips, her head cocking slightly to one side as it did. All calculated, lessons learnt from her mother. “I’d never admit to it, wouldn’t want you to get a big head.” She replied, knowing full well she wasn’t giving him an answer. “So you fancy yourself Bogart, does that make me Ingrid Bergman, is As Time Goes By going to start playing? Do you have a club mix so it fits the vibe?” Remi teased. Picking up her glass when it arrived, she peered at him over the rim of the glass, looking him up and down. “You didn’t have to do that.” She countered following his words to the bartender. 

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“I think it might be a little too late for that, Rem,” He rolled his eyes playfully over at her. A lopsided smile finding its way across his lips as he cupped the drink in hand. Or at least Wesley pretended he had one rather than have to admit out loud how little he truly thought of himself. “We could be? Who knows? Maybe New York could be our Paris?” He mused. His eyes softening ever so slightly at the thought of could be. “But, then again, who are we kidding? I’m the not who sweeps a girl off her feet. Ain’t that right?” He pointed out with an eased shrug as he threw back his drink, washing down any flittering thoughts with a liquid dose of reality. “Yeah I did. Cause it’s you.”

#remi ft. wesley #c: wesley