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compacflt · 11 months
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I absolutely adore your writing!!! If you're taking prompts, then anything involving Maverick + Ice's academy ring would be 💖💖
In bed. Early afternoon. The mid-‘90s.
Midsummer sex in Southern California is one of those things that feels more romantic than it probably is, maybe just because of how it leaves you: sweltering and sticky and satisfied. It’s two in the afternoon on a Saturday, and he and Ice are currently sweltering and sticky and satisfied, and working on being asleep, with absolutely no plans otherwise. Which is nice. Nice to just do nothing for once in their hectic lives. Well, they have to go to Bradley’s Little League game around seven, and then take him out to dinner, per Carole’s orders, but that’s it. Otherwise no plans.
He’s just kinda pondering. Thinkin’. They’ve been sleeping all day, so they’re not gonna sleep tonight…maybe Carole will take them out dancing…that would be fun, even if they’re a little old…what was that movie called, Saturday night fever, yeah, he could use some of that…But not right now.
Right now is pretty perfect. Not a hundred percent perfect, because nothing ever is, but pretty close. The sun (maybe too hot, it’s Southern California) is high and strong and golden; the windows (letting in all kinds of bugs because they aren’t screened) are tossed wide open; the curtains (the previous tenant’s, moth-eaten and ratty) are billowing in the breeze; the ceiling fan (creaky and could crash down and kill them any moment) is circulating lazily; Ice (Ice) is dozing next to him. Romantic, in an imperfect, Southern-California way. Easy. Laid-back. No-stress. Maverick is staring up, through eyes-half-closed, at the shimmering ocean-blue caustic reflections of Ice’s Naval Academy ring, swaying on the ceiling in time to his gentle breaths. Kind of beautiful.
And then Maverick has a thought. Well, maybe more of an idea. Which is never good.
And it’s one of those thoughts. One of those ideas. Not necessarily dangerous, per se, but definitely a little impulsive, definitely a little stupid. In college, one of his engineering professors had told him, You know, the problem with you, Mitchell, is that you’re a certifiable genius ninety percent of the time, but it’s that other stupid-ass ten percent that gets you in trouble. Maverick had answered, That’s a solid fucking A.-minus! and nearly got stuck on academic probation. Saying something like that is an A-, stupid-ass ten-percent idea. So, too, is the idea he’s currently having. But he’s not gonna stop himself from having it. He’s fucked-out and still up for anything. He’s in his early thirties. Basically puberty round II, and he’s in bed with Tom Kazansky, who’s resting his big Naval-Academy-ornamented hand on his chest, so excuse him for not thinking straight.
Maverick picks up Ice’s right hand, the one on his chest, and holds it gently, trying not to wake him. He wants to get a good look at this ring. He’s never really looked at it up close before. That ugly gaudy blue stone is almost surely fake. Glass, maybe. What’s it taste like?
He brings Ice’s hand to his mouth. Doesn’t stick Ice’s whole ring finger inside, because Ice would wake up then, but he does lap the jewel of the ring with his tongue (tastes like Ice’s sweat, as expected), and then bites the crown, and then draws as much of the ring into his mouth as possible. Just trying to get it wet. Tracing it with his tongue for sensory pleasure. When he takes it out of his mouth, some of his spit goes with it. And now, sufficiently lubricated, he reaches up with his other hand to wriggle it off, so curious, brain-addled, a little desperate, his chin still wet with his own saliva…
…and Ice whines, “…No.” Barely even a coherent sound. Almost like a moan. Fuck, so close to a moan.
“No?” Maverick whispers. His fingers go still on the ring, indecisive.
“Already tried,” Ice breathes, then sniffs and licks his lips and swallows and sighs. Eyes unmoving behind his eyelids.
This thought goes straight to Maverick’s dick. Ice, experimenting. “…You…have?”
“Doesn’t fit.”
He can hear himself breathing for a moment. Shaky breaths. “…Even soft?”
Ice’s face scrunches in half-asleep annoyance, mock-wounded offense. “You’ve seen me.” You’ve seen me soft, you know I’m not fitting in a ring meant for my finger. Okay. Maybe that should’ve been obvious. But Maverick sometimes loses his mind a little when it comes to sticking his dick in places it shouldn’t be, which is how he wound up in bed with Iceman Kazansky in the first place. And also how he keeps winding up in bed with Iceman Kazansky. “…Even soft.”
Maverick whispers, “…Can I… try?”
Ice grumbles, “No-Gimme-my-fuckin-hand-back.” And he pulls his hand away and half-consciously wipes the spit off on the sheet and then starts moving and lumbering and shifting his weight in bed, preparing, as only half-asleep people can prepare, to roll over onto his other side. As he does, he keeps on mumbling, his brain clearly not online yet, “Not-takin-you-to-the hospital ‘cause you got stuck-in-my…fuckin’…if you wan’ me to jerk-you-off wearing-it, okay, I’ve done that forty-one-thousand-times…but not…” And his other shoulder hits the mattress and Maverick can hear, in the cadence of his breathing, that he’s immediately passed out cold again.
Maverick pokes him and prods him and wakes him up. “Ice.”
“…What.”
“You just said you would. You can’t say it and then fall asleep.”
Ice mumbles something very rude, but reaches back behind himself anyway, gropes around blindly until he finds enough purchase to give Maverick a few half-hearted and not-very-compelling tugs.
Then, apparently getting tired, he pulls his arm back and carelessly orders (rather lucidly for a man who’s supposedly sleeping), “I’m sleeping, Maverick. Finish yourself off.”
“…Gimme it.”
Ice acquiesces, if only to make Maverick leave him alone; and pulls his ring off and passes it over his own freckled shoulder.
No, of course it doesn’t fit, even only half-hard. Maverick’s flopped over onto his back to try. He glances over at Ice—at the downy invisible fuzz on his shoulders glowing white in the sun, at the smooth suntanned plane of his back, at the sheet pooling over the sharp angle of his hipbone—then back to himself. Gives himself a couple pumps, gets himself all the way hard, sets the ring atop his cock like a little crown, looks over at Ice again, wishes he were awake so they could laugh about this together for a minute and then Ice could tell him to not be so fucking juvenile and then suck him off. Ring in his mouth as he does. (That would probably hurt, actually. All that motion and all that metal. Lots of ways that could go wrong. Moving on.)
And then—here’s a thought—Maverick…puts it on. Just slips it onto his right ring finger. Steps into a heritage he’s never owned. Could’ve, but never will.
It does feel powerful, to wear it. Like marrying the Navy. This is forever, Navy-baby. In sickness and in health. Till death do us part. He imagines the life he could’ve had at the Academy; and wonders if Ice, who was twenty-one when Maverick was still only eighteen, would have even given him the time of day. Probably would’ve shoved him into lockers in high school. Okay, that’s a turn-on, too, weirdly. Okay. Things to consider. The brass of the ring is still warm from Ice’s long slender fingers. Feels good. Inspires the question: does Ice keep the ring on when he jacks off out at sea? Probably. It does feel good. Feels powerful. The historical force of America’s Navy, condensed into the force with which he’s gripping his own cock. (And other normal thoughts.) Yeah, Ice probably keeps it on. Definitely. He’s married to the Navy. Jacking off out at sea wearing his Navy wedding ring is just consummating the marriage. (And other normal thoughts.) Maverick wonders how many times Ice has done exactly what he’s doing now. And that’s a turn-on, too, obviously.
He turns onto his side, tips his forehead against Ice’s upper spine, mouths at the velvety skin there, presses his nose against him. Of course there’s the musk and salt of his dried sweat, but also the softer, cleaner smell of him that Maverick’s come to recognize as unmistakably Ice…who left the Naval Academy as Brigade Commander and whose class ring is being worn by the hand Maverick’s slowly lazily fucking…willingly given…Ice has always kept it on, for all their various activities. Married to the Navy even with his fingers knuckle-deep inside Maverick. Sort of like an extramarital affair. Maverick likes being the other woman; and also, those are good memories, the ones where Ice was knuckle-deep inside him, and this ring was pressed up against the most intimate part of him, does the Navy know you’re cheating on her with me? —he comes a little quicker than he had intended, and a lot more quietly than he thought he would; just sort of lets it wash over him, inevitable, unsurprising. Not earthshattering or anything, but he also wasn’t dragging it out.
And then he has another thought, ooh, goody! —lodging itself inside his honey-thick burning pleasure. So he indulges this impulse, too, and before the last couple spurts, he thumbs Ice’s ring off into his palm and then cups himself loosely and finishes half onto the ring and half onto the sheets. (It’s laundry day. That’s why they were up all night having sex, and not exactly stressing about the mess. Ice has Maverick’s laundry schedule memorized by now.) Fuck. That’s good.
Before the clarity can hit him and take all the fun out of his idea, he catches his breath, solidifies, and holds the wet ring back over Ice’s shoulder—has to tap him to drag him back into the land of the living. Ice startles a little, but he accepts the ring back into his hand. What’s he gonna say? What’s he gonna do? It’s got Maverick’s come all over it! Maverick is instigating. Intentionally.
…Ice just sleepily puts it back on, and in a couple seconds is dead to the world again.
Maverick’s stuck there for a minute, his brain going clear and his mouth open idiotically, but then he closes it. There’s nothing he can say. Yeah. That was the logical conclusion of that interaction. Whatever.
He smiles to himself, yawns, and rolls over to doze off again. Deal with it later.
And a few slow golden hours later, when the sun is floating orange and swollen above the horizon outside, and the alarm Maverick set on his digital watch goes off, ensuring they don’t sleep through Bradley’s baseball game, Ice groggily comes to and sits up on the side of the bed and yawns big and fucks up his already-fucked hair a little more with his fingers. Sighs, drowsily drags a hand down his stubble, scrapes a hand over his stomach, itches the hair on his chest. Then he looks at his right hand, at the glinting ring, glinting a little duller because of what’s dried on it; then he glances accusingly down at Maverick, who’s still stretching next to him long and lazy like a cat, silently inquiring, …did you…? And Maverick (who hates being accused of anything, even and especially if he’s guilty) huffs and rolls his eyes at the presumption, but finally relents, yeah, I did. And Ice just exhaustedly nods and smiles and shrugs his shoulders in common understanding, saying, yeah, I get it; don’t worry about it; it does that to me, too… and then tiredly heaves himself out of bed to go wash his hands.
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husband... he's so cute...
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96925mm · 6 months
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投稿していない間に
結婚しました💫
毎日居心地が良くて幸せで
猫がいないことだけが
難点です。
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irisesforyoureyes · 1 year
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💍?
MUJHE MANZOOR HAI
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madmanwonder · 7 months
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(Prompt) (Shipping) (Fusion AU) (Wedding Ring meme)
Gray Fullbuster x Princess Bubblegum
Gray proposes to Bonnnibel while she undergoes a cardiac stress test, inadvertently causing her bubblegum heart to beat faster and harder
💍 + 30 days
"B-B. Would you do me the honor of being Mrs.Fullbuster."
Bubblegum, Princess of the Candy Kingdom look at her boyfriend for several years who just purposed to her during the 30 days cardiac stress test with a gawking expression.
"I-You-Er-I-Wait." Bubblegumb stuttered trying to form a sentence as he heart started to beat faster and harder sending her heart in a frenzied state.
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maplequeen94 · 1 year
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Thank you @slut4russia for dropping the picrew link so I could live out my dreams. 💕💕💕
Look at Mattie, he’s so cute and so nervous.
Here’s the link for anyone else who wants it.
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ralseys · 2 years
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Ahh I'm thinking of maybe buying a ring to signify the relationship that Time and I have (like a wedding ring!) but idk... Do you all have objects that signify/remind you of your relationship with your f/o's?
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For my sweet angel
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Bonus:
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Bonus 2:
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I love you 💕
ti amo anch’io 💗
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I love my ring ♥️💍
From my beloved hubby Beryl ♥️🐺
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lallyloo · 5 months
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What happened to Rhett’s friendship ring ☹️
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... I actually hadn't noticed that it was gone! But I looked back and it's been gone since the start of September. HOWEVER, he's wearing it in the most recent Ear Biscuits... so.. 🤷‍♂️
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celestialwhoree · 2 months
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💍🎀
More domestic hubby Simon cause I'm yearning💕
His wife is some bigshot in her field, fully wears the pants when he's not away on deployment. The moment he met her fiery attitude and quick wit he was whipped.
The guys (except Price, who is also fucking obsessed with his wife) make fun of him for how down bad he is.
When they're at home though? When there's no one around to judge or stare? They're fun as fuck.
He brings her coffee in bed every morning, gives her little kisses all over the forehead and nose and cheeks to wake her, fingers digging slightly into her sides so that she wakes with that hazy, giggly smile that makes him go actually weak.
Even after two years, she still looks at the small boulder on her ring finger after tough meetings or bad days, to remind herself of all the love and devotion that awaits her as soon as she crosses over the threshold of their cozy house.
When they first bought it, they scoured antiques markets and second hand shops for cool things to decorate with, spent days in the bright sunshine poring through posters and lampshades and things that slowly made the bare bones of their house into a home.
She sits curled up on the stools of their breakfast bar every morning in one of his shirts and some little panties (a combo which still gets him hard after years together) browsing through her emails, tongue poked out the side of her mouth in concentration whilst he makes some kind of healthy smoothie breakfast bowl thing.
Calls her 'the wife' and 'Mrs Riley' just to see the way she smiles and wiggles her ring finger so the stones on her wedding and engagement band twinkle in the light.
Maybe (Definitely) bought her the biggest ring that he could find so that everyone knows she's spoken for, even when he's not there beside her.
He wears his wedding band when he's not deployed, and keeps it on a chain looped around his neck when he is. Probably has one of her other favourite rings nestled beside it too, kisses it when he goes to sleep and imagines he's kissing her instead.
He has her initial tattooed on his ring finger for when he can't wear his ring because he can't stand the thought of people not knowing he's hers.
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miyabi-wedding · 1 year
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ブランド:Aroode デザイン: ASAZAKURA-朝桜- ・ リング表面にさくらのデザインをお入れした 華やかなご結婚指輪💍🌸 ・ チタンやジルコニウムでお創りすると さくらにお色の発色ができるので よりデザインがハッキリします✩ ・ もちろん発色無しでも可能です◎! ・ 2本重ねると桜が現れる箇所もあり ぜひおふたりで着けていただきたい ご結婚指輪になっております! ・ 是非店頭にてご覧くださいませ🎶 ・ ・ #エンゲージリング #マリッジリング #プロポーズ #プロポーズされました #サプライズプロポーズ #プレ花嫁 #プレ花嫁さんと繋がりたい #指輪 #💍 #金属アレルギー対応 #金属アレルギー #チタン #ジルコニウム #アレルギーフリー #aroode #結婚記念日 #wedding #ring #miyabiwedding #結婚 #婚約 #入籍 #ブライダルリング #ダイヤモンド #カラー発色 #肌に優しい #結婚指輪 #婚約指輪 #ブラックリング #桜 (雅-miyabi-表参道 (婚約指輪・結婚指輪・ダイヤモンド専門店)) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoTpoG7v4q_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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bth3cowboi · 13 days
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snoop the bling, cs55xreader
part 1 part 3
masterlist
pairing: carlos sainz x reader
summary: summer break starts and that means traveling with a snoopy plushie and a boyfriend (or maybe a future husband). Also, his friend is there.
format: social media au
a/n: people asked for this and I deliver cause i love snoopy
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ynraces 17h
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carlossainz55 Best way to spend summer😎☀️
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user1 here before yn calls carlos his sweet baby or smh cute like that
ynraces SLUT
user1 oh that is not it
ynraces 🤤🔥I love u my unemployed princess
carlossainz55 I dont know what to think about this
carlossainz55 but I love you too😂
user2 WHERE IS THE CHILD, THE BABY
ynraces hes safe ashore!!
user3 wait im new, they have a baby??
user4 no😭😭 they call yn’s snoopy their baby
ynraces
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ynraces Mallorca with my baby love💙🤿 (and carlos is here too)
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user1 thank you for the blessing (carlos photo)
user2 theres a snoopy, theres a like
user3 a snoopy is always gonna be there🙄 this is yn’s page
landonorris Enjoy your alone time for now😈
ynraces im expecting you with HATE btw dont come
landonorris I’ll be there soon and he’ll be with me😍🤞
ynraces youre sick!! homewrecker!!!
landonorris girl f your baby snoopy
ynraces BRO??? carlos say sum😭😭
carlossainz55 Please don’t fight in the comments❤️ you have the vacation for that
ynraces 🤡
user4 that snoopy deserves some rest god
carlossainz55 2h
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Oh she really doesn’t have a clue
carlossainz55
No😂
I didn’t insist either
Don’t want her to get suspicious
landonorris
I can’t wait to take the pictures now HAHA
Everything is ready btw just waiting for you both
carlossainz55
Ok👍
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carlossainz55 She said yes! ❤️💍 Thank you Yn for being the woman you are, I can’t wait to call you my wife. I love you more than anything in this world.
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ynraces 🥹🥹 Love you soooo much
carlossainz55 ❤️❤️
user1 OMG OMG
user2 chat is this real??
user3 now thats a rockkkkk
charles_leclerc Congratulations guys😍❤️
carlossainz55 Thanks mate!
user4 imagine driving in f1 with your wife THE DREAM
landonorris Wow what a beautiful ring🤩 The friend that helped chose it must be the best
carlossainz55 🤫
ynraces u did great for once congrats
landonorris 🤩🤩
user5 Carlos must be crying and jumping seeing this interaction
user6 his wife and his boy lmao
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ynraces swipe for a surprise!🪐
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ynraces pinned Te amo mucho, Carlos. ❤️ You are my everything.
carlossainz55 Te amo tambien😁
user1 IS THIS HOW I FIND OUT?
user2 me 2 😭 I wish I saw Carlos post first
user3 wym I cant marry Yn anymore
user4 Ohhh are we going to see two sainz in the grid now
lewishamilton Congrats you two🫶
ynraces thank u lew!
user5 I was worried Snoopy wasn’t gonna be here but Yn delivered as always
landonorris Cool photos👍 Call me for the wedding too
ynraces I dont want you crying at the wedding too iugh
landonorris those were happy tears💔
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a/n: The snoopy story continuous!! if you liked it and want to see more just say so🩷 my asks are open!!
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konigsblog · 2 months
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Ex-husband! König. 🤤 That loser still wears his wedding band and masturbates to your old wedding photos.
ex-husband-könig sends you unsolicited dick pictures in the hopes to mend your marriage... (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)
he can't express how badly he misses and desires you. you both ended on good terms, but könig became bitter and envious seeing you move on, whilst he was choking on his deep groans and hoarse growls whilst jerking off to your wedding photos, still fantasising about you.
if you got remarried to another man, i think he'd just about lose his mind, perhaps threaten the man with murder to get you two divorced. all his attempts at flirting with you are fruitless as you roll your eyes in disgust. yet, könig knows a part of you misses him - perhaps the size of his hung and thick cock, or his gentle kisses to your forehead. he dreams about you, awakening to his tight boxers sticky and covered in his hot load.
if you ask about his wedding band, why he continues to wear it, he'll be speechless as he fiddles with it. he can't exactly explain himself - he's covered that ring in fat globs of his sticky cum countless times, your slick juices running down his fingers when he'd get you off, or at least during your marriage...
könig will eventually get you back, it's just a matter of time.💍
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modernmanblues · 1 year
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ASJDJAJSDJJF HOLY FUCK ERIC JUST DROPPED A NEW PHOTO OF HIMSELF 😭😭😭 I KNOW IT’S JUST HIS HAND BUT AJDFJDJKDKFKKFKSKKKD
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