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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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col. quaritch + head under the desk during a meeting~

+special cameo enjoy 🫠

• with the kind of relationship you have, he doesn't anticipate it at all

• mid-way through a rather gruelling meeting, surrounded by his colleagues and some especially important superiors, quaritch was already doing his best to remain engaged, active, and most importantly, professional

• although he very much appreciates play time with his sweetheart, he was still a high ranking colonel with both quotas to fill and a reputation to uphold

• therefore, when he'd caught a brief glimpse of your smaller form hidden under the wide, low metal table, he had initially assumed it to be purely mischief

• maybe you'd intended to scare him, but weren't briefed on the meeting that was to take place; being a lab scientist, compared to quaritch's more hardcore job, the expectations and schedules for you were much more flexible

• or perhaps you'd merely lost track of time, and once you saw the camo-clad giants striding into the smaller glass-windowed room, you had no choice but to squirrel away underneath the table, hoping that no one could spot you hiding there

• of course, you'd most definitely been briefed on the upcoming meeting; considering your most recent escapades, it provided the potential for some solid payback. he wasn't anticipating brattiness, but this only made it so much easier to make use of the opportunity

• the last few weeks had spanned some strict edging with no orgasms whatsoever, and once you broke that rule, he'd had no quarry with spanking your ass, pussy and thighs until you were a great many shades of green and purple; voice hoarse from all the moans and squeals he'd teased out of you

• so, having his spread legs right in front of you was a true sight to see. all this opportunity to push back, play against his rules. in public, as much as he liked to readjust his tightened trousers, or swallow thickly in aims to hide his arousal, you knew he was just as whipped at the lewd sights he'd beheld as you were for him

• "OK. So we've already surveyed both the east and specifically north-eastern borders. The Na'vi continue their counter-attacks, but we're ready for that..." quaritch began, continuing about the weaponry and new targets; soon after ending his summations, only for the next marine to take over

• after the initial points were made, quaritch seemed to settle down into the chair. judging from both prior chats about how much he felt the meetings merely detracted from the energy of the soldiers, paired with his lightly swishing tail, you could tell quaritch was getting bored with the meeting

• slowly inching towards his spread legs, you made sure to bow your head extra low so as to avoid any roaming eyes above the table. luckily, the sheer size of the men's legs had quickly blocked out the majority of light, further obscuring you from view

• knowing quaritch could do virtually nothing to stop it, you went straight to work. palming his soft cock deeply with your open hand, you alternated between massaging and some lighter grasps of his growing erection; using your index and middle finger to squeeze his shaft against your thumb to further coax the tell-tale swell of his length

• of course, he noticed the unexpected touches almost immediately; the only betrayal of anything other than a stern, professional expression being his slightly furrowed eyebrows and lips, pulled into a tight line.

• he'd not had the chance to glance down, but knowing the weeks of sexual torture and teasing he'd put you through, he had few doubts in it being anything other than your eager fingers, brashly fondling him under the table. he'd just not considered that you'd be so unabashed, and was already planning the punishments he'd have waiting for you once the meeting was over

• a small surprised huff had escaped his lips once you began undoing his belt and buckle, lightly pinching the zipper, fully unsheathing his now half-hard cock. taking great care, you earnestly grasped his shaft with your right hand, left cupping his balls, eventually letting all of him hang over his pant button and hem

• quaritch had been doing his utmost to pay attention to the words coming out of the mouths of his colleagues; nodding along, little 'mhmm's slipping out to affirm his thoughts, but the warmth of your soft hands paired with the slight chill of the open air, it only hardened him all the more.

• you'd continued on to leaving wet, slobbering trails from the underside of his swollen balls to the tip of his pulsing cock; eagerly taking breaks to suckle on the rim of his bulbous cockhead, as you coaxed out any slight movements of his hips and thighs

• your lips left warm, open-mouthed kisses along his shaft, using your hands to grope and squeeze what you couldn't fit into your mouth; the almost feverish energy apparent from your swift alternations between sloppy suckles and kisses, to tugging him up and down as you fondled his tightening balls

• with all the excess saliva, the wetness soon began to only accentuate the sounds of your lewd movements; quaritch's ears swivelling and keening to the noises he heard, being unable to stop the graphic images of you on your knees, doe-eyed and mouth doing its best to take him in

• he'd soon made up for the noises through strategic coughing, shuffling and louder approving hums; but what started as subtle gyrating into your mouth had since become more overt upwards bucking, and most definitely caught wainfleet's eyes

• little did either of you know, having been sat facing quaritch meant you were sat almost opposite lyle's outstretched thighs. his ears had been eagerly tuned in to the sweet sounds of your slicked up mouth and small gasps;

• his right hand resting under the table, long blue fingers roughly jerking at his cargo-covered erection. he'd had no real interest in you, but the absence of available and attractive female colleagues meant that the mere noises of real, raw sex only further triggered his hyper-aroused state.

• he just hoped that you'd be too caught up in gagging on the colonel's thick cock to notice the darkened patch of clothing sitting top his length, covered in precum at the though of your lips and tongue; likewise, lyle's ever-widening legs, almost instinctually beckoning you to play with his throbbing blue cock and balls.

• all the while, you'd been doing your best to accommodate quaritch's size; the length was struggle enough, but his sheer girth stretched your mouth and throat to its limits. thankfully the abundance of wetness from your spit, alongside the strings of his sticky juices made taking his cock somewhat easier

• nonetheless, you could tell he was getting close now; his hips grinding into the chair in aims to both escape your ministrations, but also avoid giving away the compromising position you two were in

• as he leaned so far back, you took the chance to swallow as much of his length as you could; knowing that once he sat forward again, he'd be almost hilt-deep inside your soft, slicked up mouth

• nodding your head in time with the pulsing of his shaft, you took extra care to grope and squeeze his balls, scooping up the excess wetness from your cock-filled mouth to smear further down between his legs;

• as you continued on, quaritch's toned blue thighs began tightening and flexing in time with your rhythm; what began as droplets were now sticky lengths of precum, dribbling out from his swollen, pink tip

• his face had since contorted into an almost grimace-like expression; mouth downturned, eyes squinted and cheeks sucked in, doing his best to hide the growing orgasm about to ripple through his body

• having had his eyes fixed to the glasses of water in the middle of the table, hoping to only seem deep in concentration rather than deeply aroused, quaritch dared a glance around the table; soon realising that not just one, but two different colleagues had been clocking him for likely half the meeting at least

• fike was definitely sure something what wrong, because quaritch's normally confident interjects and tuts of disapproval hadn't been heard; much of quaritch's fidgeting had gone over the men's heads, but fike had caught the odd looks that slipped past the colonel's firm expression over the hour.

• likewise, lyle's subtle 'noticing' had since escalated to overtly seeing to himself for almost half an hour - getting quick pumps and palms into his hard, leaky cock as best he could; once quaritch and lyle locked eyes, the gig was up, though

• they'd both been well-acquainted with the expression of badly-masked arousal; it wasn't uncommon to catch a soldier seeing to himself in the showers; but knowing that lyle had been getting off to this, to you, had turned what began as disgust-laden irritation into some form of twisted voyeuristic arousal

• luckily the meeting had come to a natural close soon after quaritch had caught the gazes of both the men; his face turning varying shades of shame as his cock pulsed rapidly in time with his quickened heartbeat, and clenching abdomen

• your soft gags were now deep-throated movements, thick 'glug glug glug's taking away any opportunity for the more expressive moans or squeals in anticipation of his hot, heavy load

• as the men all hummed and murmured in agreement, quaritch's orgasm came over him; pretending to grab his jacket from the table, taking extra time to do so, he bucked hard into your mouth, sticky reams spurting out, covering your tongue, lips and cheeks in his cum

• eyebrows frowning, he placed both palms onto the end of the table, gripping as his knuckles turned a lighter shade of blue. a small "aghk-ugk...eh-hem" being all that signalled his release to his suspecting colleagues.

• quaritch successfully covered up any residual sounds of your thick swallows and deepened breaths with some curt coughs; eventually you zipped up his stained front, slipping further back to the other end of the table, now absent of most of the men

• all standing up, only then could quaritch make out your small triumphant smile, but no later did he catch sight of wainfleet; his almost cocky smirk, heavier breaths and the damp patch covering the middle of his trousers, all the way to his mid-thigh.

• it should have bothered him more than it did, but the prospect of lyle getting off to something he could never have? it seemed to counter any rising anger, replacing it with a more fervent form of possessiveness over you; surely that couldn't hurt

hope you enjoyed lovelies ;P

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moonlightreal · 4 years

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Winx Club season 8/20

In which the girls twirl.

20 The Green Heart of Linphea

Alfea! Grizelda is giving a lecture in some place with really big plants. isn’t there a greenhouse that’s like, a portal to another realm with giant plants? But the camera did home in on a round glass part of the building that could be a more ordinary sort of greenhouse. They’re learning botany magics! Grizelda conjures a book with old-style botanical drawings of plants inside and an oak leaf on the cover. The page it opens to has a blue flower and a pomegranate. Grizelda starts saying how every plant holds a magical essence...”

We follow Flora to an area with normal-sized flowers. The lesson today is on revealing a flower’s magical essence.

Aisha follows Flora. Flora’s checking out a bush with buds on it. Aisha magics the buds—but instead of revealing their essence, they stick out their tongues at her! Hah! Grizelda comes over and tells Aisha off for being hasty

Bloom is confidant they’ll figure it out.

Tecna touches a flower and it slaps her hand with a little vine. Flora explains that Tecna tickled it by accident..

Stella tries hypnosis. The flower spits water at her.

Grizelda tells them that to see the essence of nature they must use their heads, and take it slow.

Star case! “In the forest of Linphea your next challenge is ahead, but use your head or the star will forevermore lie in a flowerbed.” this poetry is teeeeeeerrible! Also, maybe it’s the quarantine talking but when the case said flowerbed I immediately flashed to the goose hiding in a flowerbed in the goose game.

Flora’s happy she’ll get to hug her sister. They’re pronouncing it Mi-ell-ay again, which I think is correct to the Italian pronunciation but sounds weird in English. Flora says Mielle is in her second year at Linphea school for Fairies, so there’s an official proclamation that time did not go backwards and this is teen Mielle not lil Mielle! Bloom says they’ll all be glad to see Mille again. And so will I. =)

They have to ask to be excused from class to go, and Grizelda reminds then, “saving the magic universe does not exempt you from studying!” Which does not make aaaaaany sense! if you’re counting on the winx to save the universe, you shouldn’t make their job harder by also giving them homework.

Valtor’s asteroid! We’re going to Lynphea! Stormy has a plan, and Icy calls her on acting all leader-y. Darcy has to get between her and Icy. Darcy reminds them that the star case said to use their heads, something I’d say Darcy is best at among the Trix. Valtor opens a portal, but Darcy hangs back after her sisters go through, giving Valtor a significant look. Hmm.

Winxboarding! They land at Flora’s house and there’s Mielle! She’s wearing the outfit from season 6 but looks like the age from season 3. She seriously looks de-aged, her head barely comes up to Flora’s shoulder when last season they were the same height. She’s also become a big-eyed moppet.

She’s still as fiesty as ever, assumes she’s coming along and calls a giant ladybug. Flora tells her to stay home where it’s safe, like Flora always does. Bloom backs Flora up; the Trix are dangerous! The star case appears and its compass points the way, so the Winx summon their boards and fly off. Mielle says she’s not a little girl anymore and follows on her ladybug, because she’s Mielle. This is exactly what happened in season 7, isn’t it? Mielle follows and rescues them? Flora should just let her come along! And Flora’s very apologetic, she sounds super scared of disappointing her sister. Is this just the voice actor trying to play a ‘kind’ character or something else? Maybe Mielle threw gigantic tantrums when she was younger and now Flora’s scared to set her off.

Giant flowers! Winxboarding! A walled garden! That’s where we’re going! The wall is made of pink bushes and the gate of green bushes.

Flora says they’re “guests” in the great forest and it would be rude of them to use magic like flying over the wall unless nature itself gives them permission. Stella whines why can’t things be easy… and I can tell you, Stel, it’s because Rainbow needs to sell dolls to keep making your show, and you’re about to do a commercial for one.

The girls remember what they heard about using their heads and Flora instructs to observe the natural world.

Then there is some singing. Even more random than the rest of the singing this season, because we can’t see who is doing it! Helpfully, it’s singing about how to open the door of nature by ‘turning’.

It’s these weird flower people. They are very weird. They look like dolls with a bead for a head and you draw a face on it. Flora calls them lylings, Mielle called them rillings and when I watched the Italian I thought it was lillins. So that’s their name.

They do a dance and open the gate into the garden, but before the Winx can run through it grows back closed again. Flora realizes it’s the dance the flower people did that made the gate open and the girls are cool with that. Stella magics the girls into these adorable flower ballerina dresses. Stella’s is the best I think, she’s got orange and yellow that go well together. Musa has good colors too, the others are a bit too pastel for my taste.

Time to dance! the girls leap around—en pointe, which normal people cannot just do, you have to train your muscles like a long time. That’s about the limit of my knowledge of ballet: that it’s a serious physical discipline you have to practice every day. As they leap about the girls’ skirts twirl independently, so this episode must be to sell a doll line with twirling skirts. They dance around, leap in the air, dance on giant flowers. I like the idea that the twirling skirts make them float, that could be a fragment of an idea about clothes that give you powers. Like Mai’s bracelets in Mai-hime, they float out from her arms and she can fly with them. The visual is neat.

We also get shots of the dance from above, which is a thing I like in old movies, even the Marx Brothers comedies sometimes it’ll just randomly have this mandala-from-above synchronized dance and it’s neat.

It works! The gate opens! The Trix arrive just a minute too late, the Winx have gone through.

Darcy summons an illusion of the dancing Winx to make the gate open. Go Darcy, that is smart! Also how did she do that? I guess they were watching the Winx dance and recreated what she saw.

The inside of this place I’ve been calling a walled garden but is also the Lylings’ nity is really neat. it’s big, it has many levels and a bridge… it reminds me of a Starcastle! That’s what it looks like. It also looks like a wedding cake with several tiers. On top is “the green heart of Linphea” which is a greenhouse that stores seeds for every plant in the realm. Cool. that’s where the prime star will be! There are stairs and paths through the different gardens to get there.

The star case appears and disappears. The Lylings come to guide the Winx to the top and show them how to care for nature.

Up one set of stairs! The Lylings give the Winx seeds which sprout when they put them down.

Next garden! lyling raking very small gardens and… aloe leaves with giggling faces. That was weird.

The girls reach the heart at the top! They’re basically walking on tiptoe even while wearing ballet flats. The heart has a door in it and Bloom is sure this is where we’ll find the prime star.

Back with Mielle, she’s caught up with the Trix! She hides behind a bush and listens to them plot. How’d Mielle get in here? Did she dance too?

The Winx now walking flat-footed approach the heart when the ground rumbles and up sprouts a… radish pokemon. If there were a pokemon based on a radish, this would be it. This is not the radish spirit in Spirited Away. It looks friendly at first, then roars at the Winx. The lylings flee. Flora doesn’t know what it is.

Aisha is keen to try violence but Flora says “nature on Linphea is not aggressive” and tries talking first. She gets nowhere.

Mielle comes running up to warn them of a trap and she says the radish isn’t part on Linphea’s nonagressive nature, that it’s something Darcy made with magic. Hard to imagine Darcy making something so borderline cute.

Cosmix time! We’ll try violence after all!

Flora tells Mielle to run away and stay safe and Mielle yells, “I’m a fairy, I can transform too, and without me you never would’ve seen through Darcy’s trick! What do I have to do to prove I’m not a little girl anymore?” and she runs off crying.

Flora calls, ‘it’s for your own good!” after her. Ouch. That sibling relationship is more messed up than I thought. Also Mielle, just transform and help, you can do it! Or you could’ve if the animators had had time to make you a transformation, but they didn’t.

But no time for pondering! Winx vs. radish!

The trix, watching from below in the forest, tease Darcy that her radish isn’t tough enough and her plan isn’t working, but she says her plan is just getting started. And here’s the plan; Mielle running past! Darcy knows her name and that she’s Flora’s sister, which is super creepy to me. I mean, I know this is a kid show so the villains will never just randomly go after family members unless it’s the plot of the episode… but the Winx wouldn’t know that! Flora shouldn’t just be worried about Mielle now, she should be worried all the time that Icy’ll just turn up like, ‘here’s your sister in a block of ice, gimme your prime star or she can just stay that way for a hundred years.”

Winx vs radish! Bloom does her dragon, which goes right through the critter, which then falls to the ground as an actual radish. That fight ended fast!

But here’s Icy and Stormy! As they face the Winx, Flora hears Mielle’s voice calling for help. She abandons the Winx to save her sister. Flora searches and finds Mielle passed out under a tree. She says she was attacked by Darcy.

I’m pretty sure this IS Darcy, but Flora heals her sister’s injured leg while the Winx fight the other two. Flora picks up Mielle and they fly up to the heart. The rest are still fighting and Mielle says Flora should get the prime star while they’re distracted. This is solid logic and Flora goes into the heart.

It’s a very leafy room with the prime star floating in its hamster ball in the center. Mielle hops out of Flora’s arms and runs to it—and grabs it and turns into Darcy.

Flora: “Darcy, how could you?” Um, she’s a villain.

Darcy: ‘You didn’t use your head Flora, so you fell right into my trap!”

So Darcy can change her weight when she uses an illusion; Flora was carrying her and the real Darcy would weigh the same as Flora.

The real Mielle wakes up in the forest. She’s fine, and mad.

The Trix make a clean getaway with the prime star! Flora apologizes for her failure, poor Flora.

Mielle runs up and hugs Flora. She’s ok, she was just in enchanted sleep.

Next scene the girls are back in their space clothes sitting on the front steps of Flora’s house. Flora tells them what happened and how it’s all her fault. Mielle claims the blame, saying if she’d just listened and stayed away this wouldn’t have happened. Flora says, “You’re brave, you’re all grown up. I promise I won’t treat you like a little girl anymore, but you’ll always be my little sister.”

Mielle conjures a rose. ‘Nature is like us. Its essence is like our heart . Listen closely, and you can hear its heart beating.”

Then we’re back at Alfea and the flowers have bloomed. Flora casts a spell and sparkles come spiraling up from them. Their magical essence! Grizelda says that was excellent and Flora says she did it with a little help from Mielle, ‘my grown up little sister.’

I dunno. I mean, Mielle tagging along actually did result in trouble, unlike last season when she saved everyone. Being brave isn’t the same as being grown up. I don’t think this is a good setup for flora deciding Mielle is grown up. And I’m bummed that Mielle didn’t get to go give Darcy what for! So all told, this episode just wasn’t well plotted. I do love the visuals of the lyling city and it was cool to see Mielle again but… eh.

Next time: Melody! Musa’s dad! Riven! Darcy getting up to more stuff! Some very strange outfits!

#winx club season 8 #winx club

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