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As Kara moved past him, Harry closed the door almost silently, the lock clicking. It took him a brief moment to actually turn around to face her, and now that she was only wearing the suit, everything that he had tried so desperately to erase with his shower came back with more intensity than ever. His eyes studied every curve of her, mind already orchestrating a plan of what he was going to do, and when he was going to do it. The words were still flowing from her lips, which he listened to, although they might have been more heard as background noise than anything else. By the time her words halted, their faces were back in the familiar position of being mere inches from each other. “So, you did forget something, Kara?” Fingers under her chin, he shifted her chin upward and closed the space between their lips. Hungry, but slow, and more of a reassurance that he had been listening, although it went unacknowledged. His thoughts fought against each other, really debating on where he was going to start now, until he compromised with himself. It felt like seconds later, he was peeling the suit from her body, then pushing her back onto his bed. In reality, it was probably longer than that, but his mind was so hazy from battling with himself that he didn’t really have a clear hold on time. “Can’t believe you’re gonna fuck your boss,” his tone was too full of amusement, circling back to a comment she had made offhand about people making assumptions they slept together just because he held the door open for her one morning. After kicking his jeans off to the floor, Harry laid back, twisting to the side she had fallen on, their bodies currently making more of an L shape than anything else. His lips pressed to the skin of the leg closest to his head, easily beginning to trail kisses along her skin — ankle, back of the knee, inner thigh, then only his breath hitting her center before it was skipped and her hip received the attention instead. Body now shadowing hers, a finger slid along her slit at a painfully slow pace. Then, his fingertips pressed hard into her inner thighs, only to urge her legs to spread. “Tell me what you want, Zor-El.” His voice was barely above a whisper, lips at her ear while his growing erection rested against her center. Hips grinding against hers, but only for one motion, coming to a hault again. At this point, he wasn’t sure who wanted it more, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to tease her and make her beg, especially since she had pulled away from him in the lab.

“-- I hate you,” the words came out more as a taunting promise before they crashed into his, arms wrapping around his body neck, arms hanging off his shoulders. There were so many thoughts that seemed to race through her mind. What would people think? How would they work together? And after this, what would be left? A friendship that could’ve been something spectacular left in the shambles of what ifs? Kara’s skin raised as he stripped her body of the suit that clung to her every curve. As her back bounced onto the comfort of his mattress, teeth tugging at her bottom lip as he watched his eyes darken with lust, stirring something dark in her. Feeling his breath against her skin, she felt her eyes flash crimson, her vision threatening to exploit what had began to churn with her, though still, she blinked, trying to will it away as her legs spread open for him. Lips pressing together in protest as let eyelashes flutter close, head pressing down and back into the comfort of the mattress. She wouldn’t give in to his game, she hadn’t wanted to give him that satisfaction, but at the mention of her given name, she felt herself moan out, lips tracing her body like a path, leading to their place at her ear. “I want you to fuck me,” she managed to bite out, feeling his hardness rub against, fingers twitching to wrap around him, and allow him to explore each part of her body. “--Hard -- and long, until I’m begging you to stop,” she choked out, feeling her heart beat increasing, the pounding of his own echoing in her ears. “I want you to show me how you feel.” She’d never wanted anything more, but she wasn’t about to let him know that. The disguise had been stripped off her body -- she was free to be who she’d wanted, especially in the arms of Harry Osbourne. The one who’d seemed to break through the walls and boundaries she’d set for herself such a long time ago. 

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harry.

Harry couldn’t help the slight disappointment in the pit of his stomach as she ended up leaving anyway, his fingers had already worked the remaining buttons and removed the fabric to fully expose the upper half of the skin tight suit. Although he wasn’t going to force her into doing anything, he also didn’t plan to give up so easily. Her strength against his strands had been impressive, to say the least, and he found himself on his feet moving toward her slowly. Hues were still dark, but less, although the only sound moving through his thoughts was her moan. “Oh, no fucking way,” he assured, “not with the way you were pulling on my hair, and no mark being left on your neck yet, which would have easily formed by then.” If anything, the confirmation only made him want her more — someone he couldn’t mark, or break, and could be as rough as he wanted without fear of hurting them. With Kara moving away from him though, he wasn’t exactly sure if everything they experienced was mutual or just in the moment. Footsteps slow, he finally approached her again, only a few inches between them while his eyes studied her expression. The only thing he really wanted to find was any hint that she wanted to continue, wanted him to have his way with her. “Can I be honest with you?” Tongue grazing his lesser lip, he didn’t wait for any indication to continue. She was going to hear what he had to say, even if she hadn’t wanted to. “I was… really looking forward to seeing how wet and tight you were. Finger you, suck on your clit, but tease you enough to have you grinding on my face until you came on my tongue. Taste every inch of you. Then, since I know you’re not so innocent now and could take it,” he paused, their noses nearly touching now, “fuck you, hard. Like… bed-squeaking hard, and do it so goddamn well that you’re ruined whenever someone else tries, because it’s not me.” One last hot breath rolled from his lips as he subconsciously pressed his hips into her again, then he was turning quickly on his heels as he headed toward the exit, suddenly very aware that nothing good was going to come from him staying there if his last action was unwanted. “Anyway, let me know if you need anything else, alright?”

There was nothing Harry wanted more than to pull her out of that suit, bend her over her own desk, and pound her out until she was screaming his name. But, he didn’t. Instead, he retreated back through the familiar route leading him back to his penthouse. Cold shower and some wine. It didn’t take long for him to hold himself up in his bathroom, emerging into the cold shower he had promised himself. There were so many thoughts that Harry almost couldn’t process them all, nor did he really want to. It felt like the water streamed over his body for hours, but in reality, it was only about ten minutes, and the Calvin Klein boxer briefs slid quickly, soon covered by the tight denim jeans that he frequented when at home. Footsteps moving at his normal pace again, Harry had made it to the fridge and poured an overly priced glass of wine out, then a knock at the door was timed perfectly with the bottles return to the fridge. “Coming,” Harry was chugging the glass of wine with urgency, and placed the empty glass back on the counter before he finally moved in the direction of his front door. Shaking his wet hair out quickly, the door opened without hesitation. There she was, facing him again, and he felt his stomach knot because the sound of her moaning invaded his thoughts again. “Forget something, Kara?”

It had been the impulse that had pulled her away from him, but the moment her warmed body had left it, it was only regret that coursed through her veins. His words threatened to puncture through every wall she’d been trying to frantically build within that moment. She could see the lust that raced through his darkened orbs, and for a moment she had to blink to break any type force that pulled her toward him. He had done most of the talking any time they had been together, the only type of communication had been with stammers and longing glances, and still now even in the moment she hung onto every word he uttered, watching them slip off his tongue like water. He was confident -- calm and sure, meanwhile, every part of her body felt like it had been on fire, vibrating, urging her closer to him. His breath hitting her lips was the only thing she focused on, her breathing unbroken as it was the only thing she tried to focus herself on. Fuck me, her thoughts invaded once more as she stepped backward once more, the lab table hitting her lower back, reminding her of the absence of his hands as he towered over her, his hips crushing into hers once more as her breath finally hitched, breaking the unbothered composure she’d tried to accumulate as she tightened her grip on the metal slab, denting it as knuckles whitened in frustration. “I --,” the words were lost once more as knees buckled at his hot breath on her lips.  She’d never experienced anything like Harry Osbourne before, never paid attention to anyone like him before, sure that the arrogance and cockiness was only a front to keep people at arm’s length, never considering it was simply who he was. Kara found herself pulling to him, wanting to taste every inch of him, study his body with her mouth, beckon to his every request. Unbreakable. The words held a promise, and as he turned on his heel, she knew then it was a game, a challenge. Eyes watched him as he left the lab, out of contact until she’d finally fell to the floor with a thud, face falling into shaking hands as she tried to compose anything she’d had left. 

Kara had spent the past half hour absentmindedly letting the water hit her unmarked skin, the heat radiating off off the droplets reminding her of the path his tongue once held, practically taunting her with the thoughts of promises he’d made. Taste every inch of you, the mere thought sent a shiver to her core, until finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Finally peeling herself from the warm embrace of the shower, Kara found herself changing back into the skin suit, a odd sense of relief hugging each curve, almost encouraging her it had been the right decision as she slipped the robe over top, letting the door of her apartment close behind her as she made her way up to Harry’s penthouse, curly blonde tresses hanging feely around her face as the glasses that once framed it remained unseen. A gentle hand came up to knock at the heavy aluminum that guarded him for the rest of the world and once her eyes studied his features once more, the sound of his beating heart fastened, encouraging her to move past him, slowly taking off the robe to reveal her full true self. “My name is Kara Zor-El... Not -- Kara Danvers. I guess.. I guess everyone kind of knows me as Supergirl around here -- I blame Clark -- sorry, Superman for that original name. I came to this planet when I was 12 years old, b-because you know, my parents.. they didn’t really --,” her words halted as she tried her best to keep harden her exterior, blinking away the anxiety that threatened to spill from her. “-- my planet exploded and the only people left were my cousins and I Clark, Chris, Conner... I’m the last daughter of Krypton.” Fingers came together nervously in front of her as brows kneaded together in thought. “I trust you, Harry. Or I - I think I do?” the last of her words came out as a whisper, questioning as she did her best to avoid eye contact with him, only looking to the ground beneath her feet. Finally, she regained enough of her strength to lift brown eyes, taking a step toward him challengingly. “Show me how much I can trust you.”

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harry.

Harry was caught off guard when she spoke the words, only showing on his features for a brief moment before it was replaced with a smirk, followed by darkened hues. Lips attaching quickly to hers again, his tongue darted into her mouth without any hesitation. This was probably one of the most structured conversations they ever had since he had become CEO of Oscorp, and it was becoming more obvious as to the reason behind all of her fumbling words in the past. Nails clawing into his shoulders were enough to earn a quick groan, almost frustrated that he was the first to make any sort of noise. That almost never happened, and her being one of the more rare occurrences wasn’t something he had been expecting, either. That seemed to be the overall narrative of the night. God, fucking move. His cockiness wasn’t faltering, but his patience was definitely being tested. Although the restriction from his jeans and boxer briefs hadn’t been much of an issue for him earlier, now he was as hard as granite, his erection not something that could be easily ignored. Bucking his hips, Harry’s hands nearly forced her to move against him now, whether she wanted to or not. Hands toyed with the buttons on her shirt and once he had unbuttoned the material half way, his hand moved to her breast, only to meet another material that was more foreign to him. Pulling from her mouth, his eyes glanced down, the blue skin suit with an ‘S’ painted there clear for him to see. “Jesus, you even come with extra layers?” Lips pressed to her ear, part of him afraid she was going to attempt to dart right then and there, especially since the wheels turned quickly to piece everything together. His voice was a whisper, hips bucking into her harder than before, “I think I need to be saved, Supergirl.”

A forced gulp carried any sound that threatened to spill from her lips. Kara could hear every small reaction he made to her touch, could hear the blood flowing through his veins. The sounds were almost deafening at times but she’d learned to pinpoint and focus in on the details she’d wanted to listen to. All that had been around her now, had been Harry. She learned his resting heart rate, learned, memorized the slight differentiation in tones. “Fuck-” she moaned as she feels his hardness against her, her hips finally releasing as she grinds down into his lap, eyes screwing shut. It had been years since she’d felt the fire within her ignite once again, finally letting herself lose, allowing her freedom to what her body had been beckoning her to do. Her eyes opened to meet his for a moment longer, an expression on his face that she had only secretly pictured causing her grimace to fully morph into a challenging glare before her mouth found his. Raking her teeth over his bottom lip before it left to find her neck. Her hand in his hair closing into a fist, tugging the brunette strands tightly as the warmth of his kisses mouthed down her neck. Her head tilting to the side to give him full access to roam over it with kisses. Like her trust, he had full access to her body at this moment. It almost seemed natural. He had been the one person she’d allowed to get close enough besides the other Kryptonians that roamed Earth -- Mon-El included. She’d forgotten about the suit that laid beneath her clothing, hugging each curve like a second skin, but the thought was quickly brought to light with his next words. “Shit,” the blonde managed to moan out, teeth pulling at her bottom lip. RUN. The voice yelled out once more, flee the scene, never return, yet still her body marched to a different drum, still she attempted to remove herself from his lap, pulling away from the magnetic force that was Harry Osbourne. “Would you believe cosplay, or would I make even more of an idiot out of myself?”

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Tom Holland and Zendaya for The Hollywood Reporter

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“No boobs are worth a broken nose!“

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spookyhazed‌:

“Yeah.” That was the only word he managed to get out before their lips met, eyes shutting quickly. He had always been cautious about associating with any female outside of work hours, regardless of being in the building or not, but she was a bit different in a lot of ways to him. There was the technicality that she had worked under his father first, and he was just taking his reigns, as well as becoming neighbors fairly recently although neither of them really put two and two together immediately. Maybe there were a list of excuses he had formed to excuse any bad behavior with her specifically on his own part, in hopes that they would one day be exactly where they were right now. It only took a few moments of their lips moving against each other for him to pick up on the flavor of her chapstick. Cherry… fuck. Of course,  she just so happened to be wearing his favorite flavor, and he couldn’t help but wonder if it was planned. Lips moving eagerly with hunger, Harry’s hands dropped to grip her ass, a little harder than intended, keeping her close against him as his hips shifted under her. His intention was to be gentle with her, not really knowing how many times she had done this, if she ever had before, but it faltered quickly. Teeth capturing her bottom lip, he pulled from the kiss slowly, only to travel to her neck once more. “Nice chapstick flavor,” he muttered, seconds before taking her skin between his teeth, alternating between sucking and biting to mark the area.

He’s your boss, her head argued and still her body kept pushing closer to his. Stop, Kara, pull away. She knew she should’ve listened yet she was deafened by his lips, his roaming hands all beckoned her closer to him. It had been the weeks of unintelligible conversation on her end  that finally had her cracking under the pressure of his touch. His snarky comments and her undeniable need to prove others wrong had her legs straddling him on the chair where he sat. Every inch of her begged her to stay in that very position, not an ounce of hesitation in any movement she’d made. As Harry’s lips trailed down neck, his words vibrated against her skin her mouth falling open as he bit down at her skin. Try and mark me -- do your worst. No one will ever know. The notion pulled smirk from her lips, the tips of her nails gently digging into the skin that surrounds his shoulders, her breath turning cold as fingers hooked beneath his chin, quickly seizing the front that began to form on the tip of her tongue. kara’s eyes were dark as they’d searched his, finding herself giving into every temptation she’d even let slip into her mind since meeting him. teasingly kara found her way back to his lips, the tip of her nose brushing past as the wheels inside of her head  kept her hips still, trying to keep him from threatening to alert him how right he’d been.  “Your favorite, remember?” Kara’s fingers grazed up through his hair, gripping a bit tighter as she gently smiled down to him. “Remember to never judge a book by it’s cover, Harry.”

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it had been absolute torture going from store to store in the mall, dress to dress in the stores and not finding anything that she felt confident in. carolina’s always struggled when it came to mundane things like school dances; without having a mother in the picture, it was always her dragging her older brother and dad around to help her pick stuff out. at least until she’d met lily. the two had met junior year and had become inseparable ever since… and maybe carolina was oddly obsessed with her. but it was totally normal, right? right. her small hand’s tugging the brunette through racks of dresses at dillard’s, letting out a frustrated sigh just as she stops in front of a mannequin wearing a long, pink, sequined dress. “what do we feel about that one? i think it’s too long but maybe… just maybe… if i wear sky high heels, i could pull it off. but then i’d have to think about not tripping in the heels and then i’d spend too much time thinking about that and then i’d end up tripping and ripping the dress and then i’d ruin senior prom for myself.”

mindnumbing. that was the only way she’d been able to describe the experience she’d been witnessing at this very moment. it was in this exact moment, staring at the sequined gown that she’d realized why her carolina’s father and brother had encouraged with SUCH vigour that lily had to be the one that would help with dress shopping. even though her own father had already planned out the outfit for her from head to toe. perks of being a gayby, she thought.  but for carolina? for her it had all been worth it, every extra moment she got to spend next to her.“ or -- and hear me out, we just DON’T go and ignore the social obligation that society and capitalism have emplored on young women. the classic anti-prom... or we could just call it a movie night?” lily suggests with a shrug of her shoulders. raising a brow at the garment, her nose scrunching slightly. “ come on care, you’d look like a fucking DISCO BALL. you already shine bright enough, i don’t think you need to fucking blind people.”

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spookyhazed‌:

“Hey, I might have done some fucked up shit, but I didn’t fuck around with needles,” he quipped back, his free hand easily running through his hair. His past was troubled, something everyone around him knew whether they were close or not, but there were also a lot of misrepresentations between what he actually did and what people assumed he did. There almost wasn’t time for him to be annoyed with her follow up comment, nearly stopping him in his own tracks. Teeth sinking into his lip, his curiosity was quickly sending his thoughts in different directions, probably more dangerous directions. Band-aid smoothing over the small blood trickle that had formed, Harry didn’t bother standing to his feet again, knowing that wasn’t how this was going to play out — he wouldn’t let it play out that way. “Oh, you’re not, huh?” There was a clear shift in his tone, his hands grasping at her hips to pull her against him with ease. “Guess I don’t know everything… seems like you fit pretty well to me, though.” It was the first time he realized how small she was in comparison to him, never really being this close, even in the passing weeks. Sure, they had been on the same couch and even stood next to each other, but she hadn’t been close enough for that to completely register. His breath hit against her skin, hesitating for a brief moment… it was new territory, unfamiliar with her specifically, but undeniably something he had been considering. Waiting for some sort of hesitation or denial of her own, it became more clear that, maybe, his mocking comment had been true. Lips trailing from her throat to her jaw line, his fingertips pressed a bit harder into her skin, now settled on her lower back. “What do you say, Kara?” he hummed, their lips barely brushing together.

“Hey, I believe you, I’m just simply stating what others could think -- think about the rumors that could start,” she reminded him, a soft smile coming across her lips as she remembered their first formal encounter. It had been true, Kara wasn’t much for breaking rules or stepping out of her box or... doing much of anything at all. She stayed in a bubble, stayed in a bubble where it was safe and no one could penetrate, kept herself guarded. She could hear the change in tone to something she hadn’t heard from Harry before, his voice was challenging and suddenly all she felt was his warmth against her body and what felt like an electric spark pulsed through her body. Kara found herself glancing up to Harry, her breath hitching. His hands were big as they laid atop her hips, threatening against every barrier she’d built around her. Every inch of her body was telling her to pull away. RUN, it screamed, but she remained glued in place, unable to speak. Small fingers trailed up him arms, teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she felt his breath hit her neck, trailing until she was faced with her weakness, his eyes finally meeting hers as she shook her head, a small smile coming to her lips. “God you’re an asshole,” she murmurmured before she finally let in, pushing herself forward into him, her lips finally entangling with his, fingers tugging gently at the hair that lays at the nape of his neck. Fuck it.

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guardian angel plots!!

muse a is muse b’s guardian angel & somehow in an attempt to get close to them ends up being in a polyamorous relationship with muse b & their partner muse c.

muse a is muse b’s guardian angel & muse b is super clumsy/accident prone, which makes muse a’s job really hard. one day when muse b almost dies for like the fiftieth time that week muse a just runs over & yells at them for ten minutes straight about how they should be more careful, effectively exposing themself as muse b’s guardian angel.

muse a is the guardian angel of the town/city they’re living in, making sure the people are happy, the plants are thriving, making sure life overall is kept peaceful, but muse b & their friends are notorious for causing trouble, committing crimes, bothering people, the one thing about this town that isn’t perfect. muse a attempts to talk to muse b to get them to behave, but when muse a confronts them, muse b says they’ll only stop causing trouble if muse a will agree to go out on a date with them.

muse a is muse b’s guardian angel, but rather than protecting them & making sure they’re staying out of harm’s way, they’re constantly pranking them, putting them in embarrassing situations, & all in all just not really taking their job seriously. but one day muse b finds out muse a is the reason bad things keep happening to them, so they confront muse a about it & muse a starts to realise muse b actually looks kind of cute close up, even if they’re yelling at them, & they start thinking that maybe they should’ve been trying to ask them out rather than ruin their life for shits & giggles. 

muse a is muse b’s guardian angel but they’re very clumsy so rather than muse a looking out for muse b it turns out that muse b is looking out for muse a more often.

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spookyhazed‌:

Since Harry had confronted Kara about her questioning him about the Green Goblin otherwise known as his fallen father in his penthouse, it seemed like they had spent more time together than apart. Not that he was really complaining about it — she was cute, so even if he did have to sit through tests and mindless research paperwork that had been collected, at least it wasn’t all bad. “I can take it,” he muttered, although he wasn’t particularly fond of needles, but he also wasn’t fond of tests and still continued doing all of them. Watching her closely, there was a sting as the needle punctured his skin. His gaze still held on her features, mind running over thoughts that had collected over the past few weeks. They had quickly gone from acquaintances to friends — learning each other’s favorites to put it simply. “What? You can’t look at me, afraid you’ll kiss me or something, so I’m not allowed to look at you?” he teased, letting out a small laugh, “God, you’re so innocent.” Granted, she probably was on the more normal scale of innocence for others of their age than he was.

tying the tourniquet around his arm, nimble fingers searched for the vein, the tips bouncing off his skin. letting the tip sink in, she focused her eyes on the vile as the blood trickled in. “ i - i don’t. -- i’m... i’m TRYING not to blow a vein here, unless you WANT to look like you were up to other extracurriculars, i’m sure with your track record it wouldn’t be too far off, ” she snipped back quietly, out of character for her, sure, but this had been the only way she’d been able to keep her sanity while the dangers of the city were being taken care of by the other supers. shrugging a shoulder in his direction. it had been hard but she’d managed to keep her composure a bit more than the encounters they had when they first started hanging out. “ i am NOT innocent, ” kara simply scoffed out, taking the control vile and taking another tube and filling it, taking it and turning before swiftly removing the needle. once again, avoiding eye contact at any cause possible. that was one thing she hadn’t learned to control, how to make contact without turning into a complete bumbling idiot. “ i just -- i don’t know, okay? i know i don’t FIT -- but i’m not INNOCENT either. you don’t know everything about me, mr. osbourne. ”

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CLOSED STARTER FOR HARRY OSBOURNE : CLASSIFIED.

☬  ⇛  it had been time again, brown eyes scanned over the documents that lied out in front of her, lips pursing as she studied the words for what seemed like the millionth time. it was almost an OBSESSION -- trying to figure out a way to save him. save anyone, really. it was the only purpose she seemed to have left on this dreary planet, the only pause from the ever REPETITIVE routine she’d found herself pushing through; day in and day out. the only break was when she’d been able to break free from the confines of the laboratories that held her secret. the city had been quiet as of late so kara found herself turning her attention to the man who’d stood in front of her, a mildly confused expression on his face as she spoke her next words, adjusting her glasses on her face. “ ALL RIGHT, ” kara said, brows raising as she held the clipboard firmly in one hand. “ -- i REALLY hope you’re not, you know, afraid of needles. ”

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#an appropriate response

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Sabrina Carpenter - Paris (2018) dir. Jasper Cable-Alexander

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