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waklman · 1 year

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Levis

summary: how you and bradley first met. or who knew bradley would find his soulmate sweaty in a parking lot?

warnings: none, but this is a 18+ blog in general.

word count: 1.3k.

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Bradley felt ridiculous. He was supposed to be on his way home—ten minutes ago.

Instead, he’s ducking behind his Ford Bronco in the supermarket parking lot–drowning in his own sweat from the sweltering afternoon heat, as he eavesdrops on an exchange between two strangers. Bradley imagined that by now, he would’ve been kicking back in his armchair–with a fan blowing in his face and a spoonful of ice cream hanging out his mouth–if only his curiosity didn't get the best of him.

Maybe this was a sign to stop spending all his free time with Hangman and Coyote. The duo is starting to rub off on him in the worst way possible–Bradley could’ve swore he wasn’t this nosy prior to hanging out with them.

“Look buddy,” you sigh, shifting the paper bags into one arm. “Actually–hold this real quick,” you carelessly demand the stranger–with pursed lips, thrusting your bags of groceries into his chest.

The man stumbles back, groaning at your peculiar strength. Yet you pay him no mind, pulling your aviators up into your hair–already facing your car again.

Bradley laughs under his breath, watching you use the man as a mule–popping open your trunk, unbothered by the fact that he’s still trying to regain his balance. If he was going to plant himself next to you, why not make use of him?

When Bradley first came walking out with a tub of rocky road in hand–he didn’t look twice at the scene, strolling right past you two with a clear objective in mind–get home–put on a movie–and rip open the frozen treat, that he’ll pay the price for later.

But, that was until his ears tuned into the man’s pathetic efforts towards getting your phone number–stopping Bradley right in his tracks. This would make a good topic of conversation for the locker rooms tomorrow.

You flap your fingers into your palm–still not looking at the man, signaling him to pass your stuff back with the off-handed gesture.

Bradley smirks behind the hood of his truck, catching sight of the guy’s twitching eye–not believing the way you’re easily commanding him.

The curious pilot wonders how often you had to deal with sleazebags like him—because you’re doing a hell of a job at kicking him down.

Seeing that he’s taking too long to pass back tonight’s dinner ingredients–you start to casually pluck each bag out of his hands, transferring it into your trunk, unconcerned by his offense.

“So, can I get your number now?” He asks tightly, annoyance leaking into his voice.

You pause at the question, taking the time to scan the man up and down with raised brows. “If you’re hitting on someone wearing essentially the same outfit as you,” your voice is sweet, despite the harsh punchline you’re beginning to deliver. “Maybe it’s time for some deep reflection,” your lips stretch into a sarcastic smile, causing the man to fully display his irritation with you.

Technically you weren’t wrong—you both had on a identical white tank top and shorts.

“I’m all for self love,” you raise your hands up in defense. “Maybe, you should try looking in the mirror next time you–” you shamelessly look down at his crotch. “..take care of yourself– it might be eye opening for you.” His mouth parts at the way the explicit suggestion leaves your mouth.

It takes all of Bradley’s self control to stifle his laughter, not wanting to give himself away from where he’s crouched.

“You’re fucking weird—holy shit. I’m done,” he scoffs, harshly throwing the last bag into your trunk.

You feign ignorance, watching him walk backwards–distancing himself from you. “Don’t want my number anymore?” you ask with a pout, pulling out your phone–waving it in the air.

“Fuck No. You’re crazy,” he huffs, jaw stretching in disbelief.

Your face completely falls–and horror is written all over the man’s face as your flat expression is slowly replaced with a menacing smile.

Just to watch him flinch, you lift your arm–pretending to chuck the device at him.

The guy immediately breaks into a sprint, startled by your warning–causing Bradley to finally break into laughter.

Realizing he broke his silence—Bradley stills, putting a pause to his amusement—hoping you didn’t hear him.

“You think he’s ever gonna talk to another woman again?” you ask–back turned to the new stranger, knowing the cute guy you clocked from earlier was currently tucked behind his truck.

Bradley sheepishly smiles, awkwardly standing up at your question—you knew he was there the whole time. “Nope–you got him real good. How does it feel knowing you’re keeping the ladies of the town safe?” he asks amusingly, stuffing a sweaty hand into the front pocket of his shorts.

In one swift movement, you shut your trunk and turn to face him–sweeping Bradley right off his feet once you make eye contact with him.

You start to laugh at his joke, bringing a hand over your mouth—shyly covering your smile.

Holy shit. No wonder that guy was on your case about getting your number–you’re stunning.

Bradley realizes he barely put an ounce of his attention onto your face this whole time, too distracted by the way you were tearing down the previous guy. He swallows, not sure if he can keep his composure now that you’re looking right at him. You’re probably the prettiest girl Bradley has ever encountered in his life. It makes him sweat harder at the thought.

“Feels good actually,” you nod, pleased with yourself. “Oh–hey nice shorts,” you call out, pointing a finger at his pants.

Bradley blinks at you, not able to get a single word out.

“Where’d you get those bad boys?” You follow up with another smile.

Bradley forces himself to snap out of it, looking down at his Levis and then back up at you. You have on the same pair of shorts as him.

They’re slung loose on your hips and stretch down to your knees. The frayed hems just slightly sway at the rare summer breeze passing through the parking lot.

He lets out a breath–that he wasn’t even aware that he was holding in the first place, before finally answering you. “Oh–they’re from a thrift shop down by the main road.”

“You gotta take me there then–maybe we can find another pair of matching shorts?” You offer, heart thumping at your own bravery.

“Sure can,” he nods, kicking the gravel under his feet nervously. “Promise not to throw that phone at me if I come over and ask for your number?” He jokes, hoping he didn’t look too ridiculous from how hard he’s smiling to himself.

“Not unless you share some of that ice cream with me, pretty stranger,” you wave him over, pulling down your sunglasses. “Hey, mind teaching me how you grew that stache? Been trying to get me one of those things,” you tease, brushing two fingers over your upper lip.

Bradley lightly laughs, walking around the front of his truck. “You’ll look like my dad if you do,” he replies, stopping right in front of you. Bradley braces himself, waiting for the gut-wrenching feeling to quickly brush through his heart at the mention of his father, but to his surprise—it never comes.

“I like your dad already,” you softly answer, handing your phone over to him.

He would definitely like you too, Bradley thinks.

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tomorrowusa · 10 days

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Ukrainian sea drones are becoming faster, more accurate, and more powerful. With a range of over 1,000 km, they must keep commanders of Putin's Black Sea from getting much sleep.

Ukrainian naval drones Sea Baby have been modernized and can now carry almost a ton of explosives to hit a target over 1,000 kilometers away, Artem Dekhtiarenko, the spokesperson of the Security Service of Ukraine (SBU), said on April 14. "This means that the SBU can reach a target almost anywhere in the Black Sea," added Dekhtiarenko. In recent months, Ukraine has intensified its attacks on occupied Crimea, targeting Russian military assets in and around the Black Sea with domestically-produced sea drones and long-range missiles. Russia has illegally occupied the peninsula since 2014. As of early February 2024, 33% of the Russian Black Sea fleet's warships had been disabled by Ukraine, the Strategic Communications Center of Ukraine's Armed Forces recently reported. The SBU currently uses two types of sea drones — Sea Baby and Mamai, Dekhtiarenko said on national television.

"These are already new generations of drones, on the improvement of which the team of SBU specialists worked and continues to work together with other members of the Security and Defense Forces."

Ukraine continues to develop and upgrade its sea drone forces. When Russian missile launching vessels are forced to cower in distant ports, they are unable to launch attacks on Ukrainian maternity hospitals and schools.

Ukraine's ability to rule the waves of the Black Sea, despite having no real navy, is another example of its determination to fight off Russian invaders.

The only way to end the war is to make Ukraine safe from Russian aggression. Putin is already in violation of several treaties and other international agreements regarding Ukrainian sovereignty. Only a fool or MAGA supporter (basically the same thing) would expect Putin to respect any new agreement. Appeasement of Hitler did not stop World War II – it accelerated it.

If you're in the US, look up your member of the House of Representatives and demand that Russophile Speaker "MAGA Mike" Johnson quit blocking US aid to Ukraine which has already passed the Senate. And I'm talking to you – not the neighbor with the broken porch light.

Find Your Representative

If you have a MAGA zombie as a Representative, ask: Why do you hate freedom?

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workersolidarity · 5 months

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COMMITTEE TO PROTECT JOURNALISTS REFUSES TO COMMENT ON THE ABDUCTION, IMPROSONMENT, TORTURE AND EXTORTION OF JOURNALIST GONZALO LIRA BY UKRAINIAN SBU

The United States' Committee to Protect Journalists, headquartered in New York, had no comment on the situation of American-Chilean journalist, Gonzalo Lira, who is being held by the Ukrainian Intelligence Services (SBU).

“We studied the incident and came to the conclusion that it goes beyond the mandate of the Committee to Protect Journalists,” the organization’s press service told Russian State-News organization, RIA Novosti.

When asked why, the press service employee indicated that “in our regional program they said that this is because what he does, according to our criteria, is not journalism."

According to the article, a RIA Novosti correspondent was shown these criteria indicated on the committee’s website. They say, in part, that the committee "defines journalists as people who report news or comment on public issues in print, in photographs, on radio, television or online."

By definition, this would certainly make Gonzalo Lira, a career journalist, qualify. However, no response was given when Ria Novosti journalists pointed this out, nor did they explain why the Committee does not consider Gonzalo Lira's reporting and commentary to be journalism.

According to the Committee's website, "The Committee to Protect Journalists is an independent, nonprofit organization that promotes press freedom around the world. We defend the right of journalists to report news safely and without fear of reprisal."

The SBU, for its part, claims that the American-Chilean journalist tried to flee from justice, and say his imprisonment took place "within the framework of the Law."

As for the claims of Lira's attempts to "escape justice", these are almost certainly true as shortly prior to his re-imprisonment, Lira uploaded a video to the video streaming platform YouTube stating his intention of going over the border to Hungary just before his court date.

However, Lira also told a harrowing account of his time in SBU custody, accusing the Ukrainian State Intelligence Services of abuse and torture, and even claimed the he was extorted for tens of thousands of dollars by the SBU through beatings from fellow inmates and corrections officers.

Previously, the U.S. State Department admitted to being aware of Lira's imprisonment, but declined to comment on any steps being taken by the White House to help free the detained American-Chilean journalist.

The White House Coordinator for Strategic Communications, John Kirby, also refused to comment on Lira's situation.

#source

@WorkerSolidarityNews

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transylvaniablues · 3 months

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tonight doodles. i think this is actually paul reids first appearance on this blog. devastating that I haven't talked about him yet. he's like madoc's true canon romance they both mean the world to me

#thinks about madoc with glasses. Faints #madocweb #paulreid #sbu #💙.img

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igigli · 2 months

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Jasa pembuatan SKK Konstruksi

igigli Layanan Sertifikasi sertifikat Konstruksi, Jasa Pembuatan SKK Konstruksi Kami menyediakan jasa profesional dalam pembuatan serta sertifikasi SKA SKT/SKK, SBU, dan ISO (9001 & 37001).

website : https://igigli.org

#skk #iso #sbu #jasapembuatanskk #pembuatanskkkonstruksi

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immaculatasknight · 9 months

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Hello from Ukraine

#Ukraine #SBU #journalism #arrest #Gonzalo Lira #prison #torture #extortion #intimidation #corruption #war

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airmanisr · 2 years

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BT-13,F2A, GB-2. SBU by Willard Womack Via Flickr: BT-13, FA-2 Buffalo, GB-2, Beechcraft Model 17 Staggerwing, and many Vought SBU Corsairs.(the first Corstair)

#BT-13 #F2A #GB-2 #SBU #F4U #Beechcraft Staggerwing

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jeintalu · 2 years

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ZELENSKI UKAAS NR 500

Pühapäeval, 17. juulil 2022 andis Ukraina president Zelenski välja oma selle aasta ukaasid nr 499 ja 500. Ametist vabastatakse Ukraina peaprokurör Venediktova ja julgeoleku SBU juht Bakanov.

Vahetult enne seda esitati süüdistus riigireetmises Krimmi endisele julgeolekujuhile (SBU-l on eraldi osakond ka okupeeritud Krimmi jaoks).

Vallandamiste põhjendusena esitati asjaolu, et prokuratuuri ja julgeoleku paljud töötajad omavad sidemeid Venemaaga või on jäänud Venemaa poolt okupeeritud aladele või alustanud seal koguni okupatsioonivõimudega koostööd.

Ent uueks peaprokuröriks saab Simenko. Justnimelt Simenko esitas riigireetmise kahtlustuse ekspresident Porošenkole ja samuti Medvetšukile, tehes seda hetkel, kui peaprokurör Venediktova oli puhkusel.

Riigireetmise süüdistus Porošenkole on küllaltki otsitud. Porošenko juhtimisel pidas Ukraina aastatel 2014–2015 kodusõda Donbassi separatistidega. Nüüd süüdistatakse teda selles, et ta olevat vahendajate kaudu ostnud salaja Donbassist kivisütt, milles seisnevatki riigireetmine.

Medvetšuk oli aga Ukrainas pea ainuke, kes suutis pidada Donbassi separatistidega läbirääkimisi, mis päädisid Minski rahulepingutega.

09. juulil aga vallandas Zelenski korraga rea Ukraina diplomaate: suursaadikud Norras, Saksamaal, Ungaris, Tšehhis ja Indias.

Just USA ja Ühendkuningriik on Ukrainat relvastusega enim abistanud, andnud enim finantsabi, nõudnud kõige aktiivsemalt sanktsioone Venemaale ning olnud kõige ägedamalt Ukraina/Vene läbirääkimiste vastu. Ja Ukraina suursaadikuid USA-s ja Ühendkuningriigis ei vallandatud.

Ukraina vajab sõja tõttu välisabi kümneid miljardeid dollareid kuus. Kui lääneriikide, eelkõige USA, intensiivsed relvasaadetised lõppeksid, ei suudaks Ukraina enam Venemaale sõjaliselt kaua vastu seista. Hukkunud Ukraina sõdurite arv on Ukrainas tehtud sõja lõpuni riigisaladuseks.

Kõike seda arvesse võttes pean ma vallandamiste väga tõenäoliseks seletuseks hoopis sellist varianti, et Zelenski vabaneb kõigist oma alluvaist, kes soovivad sõda lõpetada diplomaatilisel teel ning on nõus Venemaale territoriaalseid järeleandmisi tegema sõja lõpetamise nimel.

Ma pean üsna võimalikuks ka seda varianti, et USA-st täielikus sõltuvuses olev Zelenski vallandab oma alluvaid või esitab neile süüdistusi riigireetmises, lähtudes USA nõuannetest.

Hiljuti "vallandas" Eesti peaminister Kaja Kallas valitsusest Keskerakonna ministrid, oma valitsust laiali ei saatnud, ja moodustas uue valitsuskoalitsiooni alles pärast seda, kui Riigikogus oli Soome ja Rootsi astumine NATO-sse ratifitseeritud.

On, mille üle järele mõtelda.

Kuna ka Eesti ajakirjandus esitab poolikuid andmeid ja varjab fakte ning ka Eestis toimib sisuliselt tsensuur, siis puuduvad objektiivsed andmed selle kohta, kui realistlik siis ikkagi on USA poolt pealesurutav ideoloogia, et Ukraina võib sõjas Venemaa vastu mingit edu saavutada või vähemalt Vene vägede edasitungi peatada.

Kuna andmed Ukraina hukkunud sõdurite arvust on salastatud, siis on väited, et Ukraina hakkab sõda võitma ja ei tohi agressoriga kokkuleppele minna, täiesti põhjendamata.

#Zelenski #Ukraina #eesti #usa #SBU #iryna venediktova #Ivan Bakanov #nato

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nato-ua-alen · 2 years

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🇺🇦⚔️🔥 Слава Україні 🇺🇦 Азов Сила ☝️💪 ЗСУ Супер Герої ❤️❤️❤️ ⚡️🥷🏻🦾 #sbu #сбу #fightforua #ukrainewillresist #ukraina #ukrainewar #українапрацюємо🇺🇦 #українапереможе #ukrainewar2014_2022 #яАзов #stopruSSiZm #stoprussicism #nato_ua_alen🇱🇹🇺🇦🇺🇸🇦🇴 fightforua.org Subscribe👊🏻https://youtube.com/channel/UCawfUXdCuVEmdKOahYReb0A (at Україна) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeMF0chjgd9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#sbu #сбу #fightforua #ukrainewillresist #ukraina #ukrainewar #українапрацюємо🇺🇦#українапереможе #ukrainewar2014_2022 #яазов #stoprussizm #stoprussicism #nato_ua_alen🇱🇹🇺🇦🇺🇸🇦🇴

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head-post · 1 month

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SBU head hints at Ukraine organising terrorist attacks – ICTV

The head of the Security Service of Ukraine (SBU), Vasyl Malyuk, has pointed to his agency’s involvement in the murders and assassination attempts on a number of politicians and public figures, the Ukrainian TV channel ICTV reported live.

In an interview with the TV channel, Malyuk said:

In no way will we officially recognise this, but at the same time I will tell you individual details.

Malyuk said that the explosive-filled statue, which killed military officer Vladlen Tatarsky, contained 400 grams of thermobar.

He added that 800 grams of plastid was used in the attempted assassination of LPR [Luhansk People’s Republic] Prosecutor General Sergey Gorenko.

Malyuk said former Rada MP Illia Kyva was shot dead with a 9×19 calibre pistol.

Earlier, SBU head Malyuk also agreed that his "organisation" was also involved in other terrorist acts in Russia.

According to media reports, Malyuk admitted that the SBU was behind the attacks on the Crimean bridge.

In order to damage the powerful structure, the Ukrainians disguised 14 tonnes of hexogen mixture under rolls of greenhouse film.

Meanwhile, Russia has said that Ukraine was involved in the terrorist attack at the Crocus City Hall near Moscow.

Malyuk did not speak about the tragedy in Crocus, although his words were clearly meant to dispel doubts that someone else was involved in the organisation of the terrible terrorist attack.

Read more HERE

#world news #world politics #news #europe #european news #sbu #ukraine #ukraine war #ukraine conflict #ukraine news #ukraine russia news #ukraine russia conflict #russia ukraine war #russia ukraine crisis #russia ukraine conflict #russia ukraine today #crocus #moscow attack #crocus city hall

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waklman · 1 year

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Breakfast in Bed

summary: the best way to start off your morning is with breakfast? right?

warnings: 18+ (minors dni) smut, handjob, cum eating.

a/n: first time writing smut so please go easy on her (cause i hate how this turned out lol) but i just couldn’t get this idea out of my head for them. so. yeah.

word count: 1.2k.

something ‘bout you masterlist.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

You pause, stuck in an unnatural position—unsure if that’s Bradley’s voice calling out from behind you or not. You had been certain he was still asleep before you started to slip out of bed.

Convincing yourself that you’re just hearing things, you continue your unusual but typically successful crawl off the mattress, aiming to get yourself into the kitchen to start on breakfast.

Almost like a scene out of a horror movie, there’s two cold fingers that hook into the waistband of your underwear, making your eyes shoot wide open. He’s awake.

Bradley immediately pulls you into his side with a solid tug, not giving you a chance to put up a fight as he firmly wraps an arm around you—eyes glued shut the entire time. You try to move, but he mumbles a complaint, tightening his stubborn hold on you.

He’s already started to fall back asleep, moments after capturing you—but you’re wide awake, flaring your nostrils in boredom.

You could’ve got started on the pancake mix by now, and maybe even pour them out into funny shapes for him.

Sighing in defeat, your eyes dart around the room—looking to distract yourself onto something else. And you find that distraction right away.

You swallow harshly—eyes glued right onto the view of his underwear, and the bulge that presents itself underneath it.

And, before Bradley could finally return to his interrupted slumber, there’s open-mouth kisses being strategically placed underneath his jaw, trailing up to his face—leaving a light trail of saliva in it’s wake.

It pulls him right out of his drowsy state.

He swallows, feeling your plump lips ghost over his own. “Bradley,” you whisper against his mouth, scratching your nails against the band of his boxers, knowing he’s been hard under there.

His eyes flutter open, heart racing once he’s met with the sight of you softly biting down on his bottom lip, tugging it forward with your teeth before releasing it.

Bradley sits up at the motion, already moving forward, desperate to feel your mouth against his—but you pull back with a grin.

“Baby, you can’t just—” His breath hitches in his throat.

You don’t say a single thing as you move down to his neck again, leaving fleeting bites there. He groans, feeling you palm over the ache in his boxers next. You put light pressure there, but it’s not enough.

At this point, Bradley thinks he might just unload in his underwear—before you could actually touch him. You’ve been kissing up against his neck, and stroking him long enough through the fabric that there’s a wet patch on his crotch.

Bradley’s breathless, not sure if he can take it anymore. “Please,” he asks—but it comes off like a whine. He traces his thumbs over your tiny boyshorts. The ones that have been rubbing against him all night. God, who knew the heinous choice of women’s underwear would look so good on you.

“Please, what?” You hum, voice firm against the column of his throat. His mouth fully hangs open now, breaking into a sweat under you. “Please, just touch me,” he begs, unashamed.

You tug down his boxers roughly, grinning once he shivers at the feeling of you lightly wrapping your fingers around cock.

Yet, you don’t move—your hand just sit there, completely still.

“Please I—” Bradley’s sentence completely dies on his tongue, faltering as you sweep your thumb over his swollen tip, smearing the leaking precum in circled motions.

He tosses his head back against the headboard, overthrown by the sensation. “Fuck,” he groans, face twisted in concentration, relishing in the feeling of your hand starting to slowly travel down his length next—squeezing him as the side of your digits reach the tufts of brown hair sitting on his base.

You laugh against his flushed neck, nose just lightly brushing against the skin there before you begin sucking and licking away at the sweaty surface, all while working him in slow, deliberate strokes—drawing out an almost painful pant from Bradley’s throat.

It’s dizzying, the way his lungs burn from the restrictive breathing pattern. You pull back, nibbling at his pinkened ear, letting him reposition his neck.

Bradley looks down with tightly knitted brows and the sight is a fucking dream. His plaid boxers are sloppily pulled down to his lower thighs, and your fingers are tightly wrapped around his length, pumping him up and down at a moderate pace—causing Bradley to let out a shaky breath.

If that wasn’t enough to turn his brain into mush, what you say next, does. “Tell me how it feels princess,” you coo in his ear, with only half your body thrown over his side, starting to expedite your movements.

Your pointer finger grazes the vein on the underside of his cock, and he swears he’s starting to see stars. “I—it feels-” Bradley sputters, squeezing his fingers into the flesh of your hips—a desperate attempt to stop himself from unraveling underneath you.

You don’t give him time to adjust to the new speed, already spurring him on further, kicking it up a notch by moving your hand at a quicker—more grueling pace—one that he can barely process as his cock pulsates in your grip.

It doesn’t take him long to become a complete mess under you, squirming against the mattress, hips rutting upwards to chase your palms—panting for more, jaw fallen completely slack. “C’mon pretty boy, use your words. Tell me how it feels,” you croon condescendingly, lifting a finger under his chin, forcing him to look up at you—still not letting up on the intense pace you set.

Bradley weakly meets your stare through half-lidded eyes, barely able to answer you.

All that leaves his mouth is an incoherent string of broken replies, one after the other—he’s almost interrupting himself. “Feels so—ah—fuck—” Bradley’s aware of how pathetic he sounds, struggling to spit out a simple response, but he’s left genuinely unable to—far too overwhelmed from your merciless tempo.

Amused, you lean in, pecking his blubbering mouth as he screws his eyes shut. “Hm? What was that?” you ask teasingly, forehead pressed against his. “Can't hear you,” you press on.

“Feels s’good. T-thank you,” he pants against your lips. “Yeah? You gonna cum for me?” You prod, doubling down on the intensity of your movements, making Bradley go lightheaded.

He hurriedly nods his head against you, in a desperate plea. “Yes—I’m s’close, so so close,” he chants in a pitched voice, heaving under you.

“Cum then.”

“Shit. Shit—baby—oh fuck!” He whines, face contorting in pleasure. “Fuck,” he groans loudly, finally releasing all over your hands.

Bradley is completely spent, trying to calm his erratic heartbeat—crooning as you slowly milk him dry, letting his dick fall limp against his stomach afterwards.

His vision is still splotchy, not noticing you pull your hand back at first.

Bradley blinks rapidly, trying to refocus his eyes—so he could clearly watch you spread his load onto your tongue with a swipe of your finger.

Before you can even say it, Bradley darts forward, ignoring the way his head spins, to dip his tongue into your mouth, having a taste of himself.

Your tongue swirls against his own, transferring the tangy flavor to him in a deep kiss.

You momentarily part from him, but he chases your mouth for more—and you let him. He angles his head so he can reach his tongue deeper into your mouth. Bradley’s in search of any leftovers.

Knowing there’s none left, you swipe your wet finger against his cheek, and he moves off at the signal. He puckers his lips after parting from you. You smile, meeting him in a sweet kiss.

Gently, you stroke your fingers under his chin, petting him affectionately. “Are you in the mood for pancakes now?” You ask, puffing your cheeks.

Bradley laughs in response, eyes softening—knowing you’ve been feening to make him breakfast, since he bought that new pancake mix to try. “Yeah babybear. Want a stack of em.” he answers, leaning into your touch.

“Dinosaur shaped or airplane shaped? Which one are you in the mood to eat?”

“I want them you shaped.” he grins.

“Bradley I—that’s not.”

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tomorrowusa · 5 months

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Ukraine bombed two parts of the Russian railroad system. The really cool part is that the bombings were almost 5,000 km away from Ukraine. Much of Alaska is closer to the targets than Ukraine is.

Ukraine’s Security Service is responsible for explosions on two trains traveling along a strategic rail route in eastern Russia this week, a Ukrainian defense source claimed Friday. The first explosion occurred Wednesday along the Baikal-Amur railway as the train passed through the Bessolov Severomuyskiy tunnel in Buryatia, in the eastern Siberia region of Russia that borders Mongolia, the source told CNN. With train traffic rerouted around the tunnel, the Ukrainian Security Service on Thursday targeted the second train as it passed over the nearby Devil’s Bridge, according to the source.

This coordinated attack was apparently carried out by individuals working WAY deep inside Russia. This was not a drone attack.

“The Russians have fallen into the SBU’s trap twice,” the source said, using an acronym for the Ukrainian Security Service. The twin bombings were a “special operation to disable this important railroad,” the source added. “The first freight train exploded directly in the Severomuyskiy tunnel. To maintain the traffic, the Russians began using a detour route through the Devil’s Bridge. This is exactly what the SBU was counting on: as the train was passing over this high 35-meter bridge, the implanted explosive devices detonated,” the source said.

Both sides are being rather cagey about the attack for different reasons.

Ukraine has not officially taken responsibility for the attack and the Ukrainian Security Service has not offered an official comment. CNN cannot independently confirm the explosions. Russia referred to the Wednesday incident as a “cargo train fire.” It did not call it an attack or blame Ukraine. It has not commented on the second incident. Russian Telegram channels reported news of two train fires in the area. Videos circulated by some Russian telegram channels show wagons on fire along a rail track, although it is not immediately clear which incident the videos are from. The Ukrainian source said the Russians use the railroad for “military logistics” and characterized the route as “the only major railroad connection between Russia and China.” The targeted trains were carrying fuel, the source said.

Ukraine may not wish to endanger people engaged in major operations deep inside Russia. While they could be actual SBU agents, it seems more likely that they're Russians who are anti-Putin or possibly even local contractors doing this for monetary rewards.

Russia may not wish to admit that Ukraine is capable of striking sensitive infrastructure in Siberia which connects it to North Korea and China. The Kremlin is desperately trying to project normalcy to Russia's population; if major trade and commerce routes can be seriously disrupted for a few days then that undercuts Putin's narrative.

Here's some footage from a Ukrainian news source which it obtained from the Russian Telegram channels BAZA and Mash.

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We can see that this was a significant operation, not just somebody tossing a Molotov cocktail at a train or two.

This gives Putin and his fellow war criminals something new to worry about.

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inprimalinie · 1 month

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Regnum: Legiunile teroriste ale lui Zelenski: ce fac luptătorii ISIS* în Ucraina

În data de 19 martie 2024, Regnum publica un articol care notează că există amenințarea că grupurile jihadiste deja prezente în Ucraina ar fi putut fi completate de luptători ai celei mai radicale organizații teroriste “Statul Islamic” (ISIS – organizație teroristă interzisă în Rusia) care se stabiliseră în Ucraina și care se pare că locuiau acolo sub tutela SBU. Georgiana Arsene Nu se poate…

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#atentat terorist Crocus City Hall #GeorgianaArsene #ISIS #SBU #Ucraina #Georgiana Arsene #Rusia #SUA

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transylvaniablues · 3 months

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Hiiiiiiii character intro time

meet christine she was madoc's girlfriend when they were 16-19 😁 and she began madoc's streak of unsuccessful relationships that were mostly his fault

she plays the bass and also the drums and i imagine becomes a fairly popular indie musician on her own time. perhaps they meet again years in the future and have a good time

#⭐.txt #sbu #nonmain #💙.img

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datenarche · 1 month

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#Foltergefängnisse #Geheimdienst #illegalerWaffenhandel #Russland #SBU #ThomasRöper #Ukraine #ukrainischeKriegsverbrechen #WassiliProsorow

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lpjknet · 1 month

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#SKK #ISO #SBU #PEMBUATANSKK

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