demi-collins

[demi-collins]

The convenience of living on a remote island brought various luxuries for those with cash burning a hole in their wallet. During the few years here Demi’s accumulated quite substantial wealth, which he tacked onto the money he had before abdicating the throne. There was no ill will from his family and they didn’t deprive him of his accounts. The yacht he and his Luka had before was still in Malta and he didn’t want to make a trip to retrieve it. It’ll be there once they return which meant they could use either one wherever they decide to vacation. It’s another warm and glorious day and the men went from one yacht to another in the harbor without the guidance of a salesman, which was requested. Hand in hand they looked at the most recent vessel and Demi turned to Luka and said, “This one reminds me the most of ours. From before.” He looked back to the yacht, the afternoon sun gleamed off the clean white paint.

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princessarielleofbelgium​:

Bonding || Ari and Demi

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It’s been quite a long time since Arielle worked out with that kind of intensity, but to be fair, she has been eating a lot more (she needed to taste her new recipes after all) and she honestly didn’t want to keep gaining weight. That was why a long time ago she settled a deal with Demi and get a strict work out agenda.  Once the work out between them was over, she smiled at her partner. “Today was good.” she said to her friend before taking a sip of her bottle of water. “By any chance…do you have any plans for later?” she asked with curiosity.

The last they spoke of training was New Years when Arielle requested the following day off. With good reason. A workout with a raging hangover doesn’t typically mix. He didn’t push the Belgium princess for another training session but did notice her presence at the gym whenever he was doing his actual assigned job as a security officer. While she was there a couple days back he finally spoke to her about resuming their sessions which is what brings them to this very moment. He toweled off his forehead, as he’s one to take part in the reps himself and said, “It was. You did awesome considering we haven’t trained together since before New Years.” He hung the towel over a muscular shoulder and shook his head. “Luka works another two hours, then we’ll go out to eat.” He then asked, “How about yourself?”

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princess-wilhelmina​:

location: the siren 

Mina had to admit she was enjoying her time in exile on the island. It was much easier than having to fight her father at every turn. She was even getting a tan which is something she didn’t even think possible. After a nice visit to the spa, she decided it was time for a drink. She made her way to The Siren, taking a seat at the bar. People were milling about and she saw someone else enter and head towards the bar. Her eyes followed them and after a few moments she spoke. “You’re welcome to join me if you want. Drinking with someone else is always better than drinking alone.” 

Whenever there’s a day with very little on his agenda, Demi sought to add any sort of task to it so he didn’t feel too unproductive. Yet today’s one of those where he didn’t mind the free time. He had lunch with Luka during his boyfriend’s break and decided to get a drink afterwards. There was still a few hours until his love will be home and there wasn’t much else to do with his day. Demi ordered a blood mary, extra spicy, and thanked the bartender with a smile and tip. Demi mixed the drink with a black straw and was about to stake claim on a table but was asked to join someone for a drink. He looked around, assuming someone was behind him but it was only him. “Are you asking me to join you?” he asked, pointing at himself to make certain there was no confusion on his behalf.

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💬 + Luka isn't your forever person

“Ridiculous. Without a shadow of doubt he is my forever person.”

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ingrid-magnussen​:

location: java’s brewin

There were only a few things Ingrid truly thought were necessary every morning. One, and if you ask her the most important, of them all was a nice cup of coffee. She made her way to the coffee shop, the barista already making her latte when she walked it. She moved to wait for her coffee and smiled when she saw the flower design on top of her coffee in the foam. A question crossed her mind and she couldn’t help but ask the person near her who was waiting for their cup. “Do you think they’ve ever been asked to make a truly outrageous design on top? Like, something impossible or totally inappropriate first thing in the morning.”  

It’s one of those mornings where Demi found himself with spare time after his morning run. A shower awaited him at the villa, one he’ll get to soon, however he wished to see his boyfriend before returning to their home and busying himself with a project. He ordered a flat white and talked to Luka briefly before a line formed behind him. Demi shifted to the side, where the finished drinks are set out, and found the question asked humorous. If it’s up to his Luka he’s certain he’ll make inappropriate designs. “It wouldn’t surprise me. People see these videos of different latte art and want it themselves. I sometimes wonder if any of those are photoshopped.” he offered and reached for his own drink. “Did you ask for-” he paused to glance at the top of her drink, “that flower?”

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clxxaisha​:

and with that little bit, she managed to perk back up. “that should work perfectly.” and even if it didn’t, she was willing to take anything at this point. she clasped her hands together, busying with excitement, her eyes on the menu as he confirmed. “even better, my stomach might not suffer.” the poor thing, she did not to her duty to fill it tonight. she’d make it up later. “i’m sure, just something to hide me over until tomorrow.” and then her body would be able to kick her ass properly. and for a moment, her eyes focused on the menu as she thought about what she could get in her stomach. “ahhh…yeah…” she looked up at him, giving another smile. “hopefully, i’ll be around for a bit this new year but yeah, i got here just in time for the party. and you can call me aisha, nice to meet my stomach’s savior.” 

It wasn’t the initial kind of meal she sought yet the manner in which she reacted to the news told Demi she was more than happy with the revelation of the bar menu. “I’m glad! There should be more than enough to please your appetite, I’m certain of it.” Demi said as he provided her a warm and friendly smile. “You don’t want to start the new year with a suffering stomach.” He crossed his arms and leaned onto the bar table after more people filled the area. It wasn’t cramped, per say, but this particular bar appeared to be hot spot for the time being. “Looks like it. Did you travel from your home country or did you arrive from another vacation spot?” Demi didn’t feel he did much to earn the stomach savior title but he smiled at the remark and chuckled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Aisha. You should try to get the attention of someone to start your order or your stomach may endure a long wait time before it’s satiated.”

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luka-istallion​:

With their plans settled for the evening, Luka made a mental list of everything he wanted to take to the beach to have ready for their evening together. He wanted everything to be perfect since it had been a long time for the two of them getting special alone time together. “Of course I will have a drink ready for you and an appetizer we can share,” he cooed at his love. He was already thinking of two high balls of whiskey and calamari fritti. Melting against Demi’s kiss, the Italian prince felt his body tingle with that special spark only Demi could ignite. It was enough to distract his mind momentarily, along with the idea of undressing him. “Mmm you know what will happen if I do that. We’ll never leave this villa and we’ll miss the whole celebration.” Not that he would complain if it actually happened that way, but they owed it to themselves to also enjoy the celebration that the island had to offer.

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“Yes. Yes we would. I know I must behave as I don’t want to miss the food, drinks and fireworks. Yet... here I am, attempting to coax you to have your way with me before my shower.” Demi kissed Luka once more and with much reluctance and even greater restraint he pried away from his prince. “I’ll send a text once I’m on my way. I can use a couple drinks and a big meal to sustain my energy for our midnight festivities.” He walked around Luka, a hand glided across his boyfriend’s stomach and the man leaned forward just enough to kiss below his earlobe, his aftershave a delight to his senses. “I believe the blanket from our last outing is still outside near the pool.” He remembered while he removed his shirt and held onto it in one hand. “To think. Another year together and it still as new and exciting as the night we met. I cannot think of too many who have it as good as us.” He sat on the edge of the bed and removed his shoes and socks before his pants joined his shirt which he placed in a hamper. “Do you remember how we couldn’t get enough of each other in the back of the car that night? To this day I feel that same sexual tension whenever we’re in public.”

[demi-collins]

TM  || Ari and Demi

Ari: Please tell me I don't have to work out tomorrow...

Demi: partaking in a lot of tonight's celebrations?

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clxxaisha​:

she nodded her head quickly. “yeah, anything greasy to put on my stomac-oh.” she paused for a moment, a deep sadness lingering on her her face for a moment. “hooked you say?” well, that would be her luck. did she have snacks at the villa? “i bet i am, or i will be at least.” or would she double back? “my luck..i..just stumbled my way away from there.” even if she managed to grin a bit, her tone was sad. “i must’ve been too busy to notice..” well, that was just great. a small sigh left her mouth before straightened her back. (with a slight stumble but she was good. promise.) “i guess, i’ll deal with the appetizers and hope i have some junk food waiting for me when i end the night.” there wasn’t much she could do now and doubling back didn’t seem like the ideal option. “thank you anyway, i’ll be sure to get food there another time or are they only serving for the party, it was my first time in there.” ah, she was rambling. “’sorry, i’m not as chatty when i’m sober, thanks for taking the time to help me.”

His dark brows pressed together and Demi was quick to add, “There’s deep fried choices. That can satisfy your greasy food craving?” There was a little plastic table menu which highlighted the specialty drinks. He turned it around and skimmed down the items. “Yes. They do.” He didn’t go to too many of these locations during free time which made it hard for Demi to be a reliable source.” Thankfully the menu wasn’t sticky like the ones you’d see at a chain restaurant and presented it to her with a crooked smile. “There’s bound to be something to call your attention on here.” There might be more that’s not listed but he didn’t want to say and steer her wrong. “It’s okay. I get bit with the chatty bug too when I’ve had a few.” Demi peered over her shoulder to see Luka was in queue for drinks. There were many people here, more so than he’s used to. “My name’s Demi.” He offered. “Are you a New Years visitor?”

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luka-istallion​:

♛

It made for the perfect plans; a few pillows, blankets, and the two of them wrapped in each other’s arms to ring in the new year. Luka couldn’t think of a more perfect way. Of course Demi loved the idea too. They often were on the same wave length when it pertained to spending romantic time together. If it hadn’t been for Demi, the island would feel more like a hell than a paradise to him. Sighing again happily as he held onto Demi, he couldn’t feel anymore loved than he did in that moment. Making their night together as perfect as possible was at the top of his agenda. With an idea popping into his head, Luka lifted his head and said, “While you take a shower I can go set up our stuff on the beach. Then we can meet at Hooked or if you are extra needy and need escorting, I can come back here. What do you think, amore mio?” He hadn’t missed the comment about his suits fighting tighter. Demi’s physique was definitely more chiseled from all the added workouts, which caused no complaints from Luka. 

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His Luka knew his love of a long, hot shower after he’s been hard at work with clients. It will afford enough time to set their evening plans in place and for him to be ready to attend whatever functions caught their attention before leaving the festivities to enjoy their alone time. With a chuckle Demi gave Luka a slow head shake and said, “We can meet at Hooked. It shouldn’t take me longer than a half hour to shower and put myself together.” The main issue Demi faced was the tie. He used to wear them constantly due to countless royal functions he was forced to attend. Now? Now he kept to jeans and fitted shirts or a decent button down. Demi’s lips brushed against Luka’s and with a smile he gave his lover a kiss. “I’ll meet you there. Have a drink ready for me?” he asked with a hopeful tone. Yes, he wants a night alone with Luka but that didn’t mean he won’t enjoy some socialization until right before midnight. “Want to help undress me before you leave?”

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clxxaisha​:

by the time she made it to the pearl room, aisha knew she was good and fucked up. which was all in well, as long as she focused on walking in a straight line and as long as she talked to no one, she was good. but she wanted to at least make it to the place before she ended her night. and she did. thankfully, the lighting was a tad dark and all in all, it looked pretty. and more importantly, she was hungry. what she wanted was something heavy and greasy that would just enough to keep her content as she feel asleep. 

where to find it. 

after stumbling around for a bit. (no one was around right?) she finally found someone who wasn’t already engaged with someone. “s’cuse me.” her voice was low and aisha knew she wouldn’t be heard so she took a deep breath and tried again. “s’cuse me…do you know if they have anything heavy to eat…here or anywhere on the island.” did her stomach make a noise? she was sure it did. “i won’t take up too much of ya time, if you could just point me in the right direction..i’ll find..” at some point, she was sure. (unsure?)

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Most of the evening Demi spent by Luka’s side. There was a promise of a far better evening to be shared with his boyfriend and Demi’s excitement level grew with each passing hour. However, they parted for a brief moment as Luka went to get fresh cocktails for their table. Demi opted to stand instead of sit on one of the stools not that there would be much height difference as he’s a mere giant. Demi casually watched those around him as they went about their new year’s celebrations. It won’t be long before the fireworks signal the end of 2020. Demi didn’t realize someone stood nearby and spoke to him and it was the second time they spoke he caught it. “Heavy?” he questioned. She must mean the type of meal that’d completely satiate your craving. “Have you been to Hooked? There’s actual food instead of appetizers style items you’ll find here. My sister in law works there and she’s not once complained about the quality. You’re in for a treat.” Demi and Luka weren’t married yet that didn’t cease thinking of him as his husband and Laela as an in law.  

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luka-istallion​:

♛

Ten more minutes would turn into twenty and then Luka knew he’d need convincing to leave the villa all together. “We could fuck for ten minutes but then I’ll want to shower and then have a drink…you see where I’m going with this?” He nuzzled against Demi’s neck, peppering some kisses against the side of his chin. He had missed spending time with him lately. It felt like they were both working so hard that they hadn’t had a proper date in ages. The last he could remember was the sweet picnic Demi had made for them.

“Hooked it is,” Luka nodded in agreement. It was the first place to venture to, then after they could do their own thing. “We can bring some blankets and bubbly and camp out on the beach to watch the fireworks. Like away from everyone else…or in one of the cabanas,” he reasoned. It would afford them some privacy while taking in the view of the ocean and the night sky full of bursts of color. “Just you and me,” he continued, moving his arms around his love to hold him close. “And I’m not selfish? You know I can’t get enough of you,” he easily confessed, placing a kiss to his forehead.

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“I know, I know...” he admitted after Luka pointed out how it’ll play out. With good reason as it’s happened once or twice in the past; especially back when they were expected for dinner and were too tangled up with each other to notice the time. Once it was decided they weren’t to do anything more than hold each other Demi remained reluctant to pull from his Italian prince. “I like that idea. Blankets, champagne, fireworks and you.” He happily sighed with a clear visual in his head. “When it comes to this how can anyone want to break free from it?” he asked with his eyes closed to enjoy the brush of Luka’s lips against his forehead. “Are we to keep those things here and pick them up on our way to a secluded location? It’ll be easier than carrying it with us as if we’re on a way to a sleepover.” Demi said with a joking laugh before he was finally able to catch Luka’s lips with his own. “It’s my turn to get ready. I found a suit which isn’t too tight in the chest and arms. Didn’t realize how much muscle mass I’ve gained since I last wore a suit.”

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luka-istallion​:

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Luka was just finishing the final touches on his outfit when Demi walked into the bathroom. Smiling at how sexy he looked, Luka instantly pulled him in for a soft kiss that followed a desirous groan. “You always look so damn sexy, tesoro. You are making me re-think this whole public outing,” the Italian prince confessed, still clinging onto him a few seconds longer to be intoxicated with his scent. “I already know I won’t be keeping this jacket on. Thank God it’s only in the mid 60′s or I’d surely melt like a snowman,” he added with a chuckle. 

Turning back towards the mirror, Luka put the final touches on his hair with some special pomade Demi had bought him. With his locks longer than normal, he needed products to keep it his unruly strands in place. “Are we hitting up Hooked first or did you have something else planned for our evening?”

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Truth be told, it wouldn’t take much to talk Demi out of the parties. They were fun, yes, but they required far too much time away from the privacy of their villa. Then his boyfriend speaks such words and it pulls at the Welshman to say to hell with the party. It’s for New Years and there’s at least a few hours until the clock strikes 12. “Why not stay here longer? At least until ten minutes before midnight.” It was as if his stomach protested this entirely as it chose that moment to make it known how hungry he was. Serves him right to squeeze in those two back to back training sessions for those who chose to jump start their resolutions. 

Demi watched Luka before he stepped beside him to run a couple of fingers through his hair to fix it the way he likes. “Hooked. There’s bound to be actual food there. Knowing your sister she’ll be there as well with a plate piled high.” It was no secret how much Laela enjoys her food. “There must be a place on the island where we can watch the fireworks and be apart from the crowd.” His arms nestled around Luka’s waist before Demi nuzzled his face into Luka’s neck. “I’m selfish when it comes to you, my love.”

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luka-istallion​:

Luka somehow managed to halt a fit of laughter at Demi’s question. A smile defined his features as he shook his head from side to side. “You’re adorable, you know that,” was all he could manage until he stopped from being so tickled by his question. “I don’t know how it’s possible you’ve never eaten pizzelles with me. They’re a dessert that come in cookie form. They resemble flat waffles with beautiful deigns. To me they’ve always felt very Christmas-like. Speaking of the holidays – will you be my date for the New Year’s Eve black tie event?” He figured he’d ask while the question was fresh in his memory. There wasn’t anyone else he wanted to go with besides his Demi. Looking at the bread Demi was sniffing, Luka found himself amused all over again. “I opt for Italian and you counter with French. So naughty, tesoro!” He playfully scolded, but took the bread from him and placed it in their basket. “I think you smell divine,” he remarked, pressing his lips to his cheek. He could never get enough of him.

He liked to think he was at times yet when his love pointed it out and gave Demi such warmth. The kind he wished to bask in as much as possible. There’s a familiarity with the description given and recognition illuminated his eyes as it dawned on him. “I do remember the pizzelles! They somewhat resemble stroopwafel yet have a better flavor.” he said as it’s been some time since he’s eaten a pizzelle. The chewy were his favorite. Demi’s mind was on Christmas and the sweets they could have, a well-known weakness of his, and it was Demi’s turn to smile at his boyfriend. He held the soft bread between both hands and nodded. “It sounds like it’ll be a good time. I haven’t worn a black tie in-” he tried to think back and blanked. “I can’t remember the last time. I hope the suit is still in my closet. It’s been too long.” He looked down at the bread and grinned. “If I tap you on the shoulder with this loaf will they make us buy it?” There wasn’t much left to buy at the store and the compliment made his love for this man bloom inside his chest. They complimented each other nicely, as if made for one another. His hand went to Luka’s waisted and it was Demi’s turn to return the kiss. “I am wearing the cologne you like. That’s why you enjoy my scent.” Demi kissed Luka again, this time closer to his ear. “Anything else for our picnic, my love?” 

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laprincipessalaela​:

“We’re not open yet,” She called out softly when she heard the main doors open and closed. But made no move to turn around just yet as she looked through her preplist for the dinner crowd. 

While Laela was not a fan of waking up early, she did however like to be the one to open the restaurant and get everything prepped before the rest of the kitchen staff joined in. The empty space was quiet, peaceful and this gave her time to enjoy a cup of coffee while she got started on her shift. 

“Maybe come back in another hour or two and we will be ready to serve you.” She finally turned around to face the patron that had entered the restaurant way before opening time. Seeing who it was put a smile on the Italian’s face. “Well hello there. You’re very very early.”

Demi isn’t known to be an early riser, not on his own at least. It required quite a lot of caffeine and a run on the beach to wake him. Today, he did those very things and stopped at Java to visit his love while getting a dopio to enjoy during their little visit. The morning training session was behind him now and he could go to their villa to get a late afternoon nap in except he felt hunger pangs. It wasn’t unusual after training someone as he took part in the workouts, too. Demi’s walk to the villa shifted as he went to Hooked and saw Laela as soon as he entered the door. “Highly unusual, I know.” He said as he went to her and gave Luka’s sorella a kiss on both cheeks. “Are you well this morning?”

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luka-istallion​:

♛

Feeling Demi pull him closer made a smile stay permanently affixed to his lips. Being away from the media’s lens made these sweet gestures feel effortless. Moving into his nook, he continued to walk into the grocery stores to grab a few more things for their picnic. Talking about his Nonna always made him smile. He hoped she was still alive and well back in Naples. “Dried figs and candied almonds mostly. When we were kids she’d make sure to have freshly baked pizzelles for us. She was always doting on the four of us,” he replied and then pressed a kiss against Demi’s temple. It wasn’t until they were wandering down the aisles that Luka tried to concentrate on the items that lined the shelves. “Definitely olives. I love the marinated black ones. As for apples, fuji are the sweetest, but I do love the tart honey crisp ones. What about you, tesoro? You must select some of your favorite foods too.” How Demi loved to spoil him! The idea of bread with some sweet marmalade sounded heavenly. “That’s an excellent idea. Maybe some focaccia?” He said with uncertainly as he scanned the different types of freshly baked breads. 

Between the two of them Luka is the one who has both the eye and palate for what tastes best. Was there ever a time when Demi was disappointed by how something turned out so his trust in Luka’s choices is quite high. The kiss caused such a warm sensation to overpower him, the love for his boyfriend fierce and unwavering. How he wished to pause their shopping trip to kiss him against the rack. It’d cause a scene, of course, and could potentially cause items to fall from the shelves. That’d be costly and Demi reserved himself for later, when alone with his lover. “Are pizzelles tiny pizzas?” He asked only familiar with the first part of the word. “We will get all of these things, love. I do want to add green olives. The Spanish ones. Those cherries with the pits. As much as the red ones in the jar are sweet and perfect in a drink they aren’t the same for a snack.” The heavenly smell which drifted from the bread section lured him and Demi looked at the option. Focaccia with olive oil and garlic? Those go together, yes?” His eyes went to a half loaf of french bread and picked it up to show him. “How about this? It’s soft and-” he brought it closer to his nose and inhaled. “smells divine.”