Kiri and his dang oral fixation. He’s all cute about it. You’re watching a show and he lifts up your shirt because your tits are just so pretty. “Nah, babe, imma just kiss ‘em…”
Liar.
Next thing you know you’re on your back under him as he sucks and nips away. This happens every damn time and you never learn!
He only breaks to ask, “what’s wrong, sweets?” Because you’ve been tugging and his hair and grinding on his thigh for the better part of an hour now and he hasn’t really done anything at all to you yet. Just showed your cute tits how much he loves them. That’s all. And now you’re a panting mess… poor baby. He’s gonna have to get between your thighs at this rate.
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I never thought Rafe could give me the ick but he's golfing in FLIP FLOPS like a CRAZY PERSON 📢
Why is he wearing a glove? Why would he wear a glove if he wasn't serious enough to wear golf shoes? How is he hitting on wet and uneven terrain in those things? He’s so tall he’s gonna topple over and tumble into a sand trap, and Topper won’t be able to save him because he’s wearing flip flops too.
He should at the very least be wearing Crocs 😭 daddy, why??
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Just saw a post that made me think of something. People draw Grian with Scarlet Macaw wings and while I don’t disagree, love the design. I think a Kea is a FAR more fitting bird for G. You think he wouldn’t rip the rubber seals from your car just for funsies? Just for laughs? You think he would have a noise SPECIFICALLY for “hey, it’s playtime, let’s cause a ruckus!” ?
Also look at those wings!!!
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Imagine watching a movie with Dream and him deciding to do something not safe for work to you during it. At first you don't know whether you want him to continue, but since the movie is a bad one, you decide to just let it play in the background and pay attention to Dream instead.
This is a perfect combo of domestic life and also the lovely spice with all need
It was movie night, a new tradition you wanted to try with Dream. You snuggled into him as the movie began to play with a blanket draped over the two of you. Your head rested on his chest, feeling the warmth emanating from him.
You quickly focused in on the movie. It was a random one you heard was fairly good, so you were excited for it.
Dream, however, could care less. As the movie dragged on, he was utterly bored and starting to become restless. His eyes flickered down to you. You seemed interested which was unfortunate for him. He sighed, and pondered on what he could do for the next hour.
Then you shifted for a moment. A familiar sensation rushed over him as you body rubbed against him.
Oh, he knew exactly what fun he could have.
Slowly, very slowly, his fingers trailed down your sides. Reaching the hem of your shirt, he carefully slipped his hands under, pressing them into your stomach.
You shivered at his cold hands, but thought nothing off it. That was until he bent his head and nuzzled his face into your neck.
“Dream,” you warned. “You suppose to be watching the movie.”
“And how can I when you are in my arms, my love,” he murmured softly.
You rolled your eyes. “Flattery will not work this time, now stop it.”
“Are you sure?” He gently kissed your neck, directly over your pulse. He felt your heart lurch under his simple touch. His hands skimmed up your stomach to your chest. His thumbs brushed over your perked nipples. “If entertainment is what you deserve, I can be of service.”
You bit back any nosies. You wanted to prove a point, you wanted to do this simple thing one does with their partner, but how could you? Especially with his teasing words and touch. Especially, since this movie was exceptionally boring.
He tweaked your nipples and a quiet moan tumbled off your lips. You felt his lips curl into a smirk on your neck.
“I assure you I am far better than this or any movie,” Dream teased, now kissing down your neck.
You groaned, frustrated at this poor idea and him. Gritting your teeth, you whirled around and straddled his lap. Mischief twinkled in his oceanic eyes. “Fine then, Dream, entertain me,” you huffed.
“Oh, with pleasure, my dear.”
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