#dynatox

[terrence-silver]

There's a scene in house of the dragon where the king takes his toddler son to a council meeting. One member of the council mentions that it's inappropriate to have a child there. The king then threatens to make the councilman give his son a pony ride.

I think Terry would absolutely do this whenever he proudly takes his toddler son with him to Dynatox meetings. I think any era Terry would do this, but especially 80s Terry. Terry takes his kid to a big board meeting and one of his employees criticizes him for bringing his kid. Then the whole time the board meeting is in session, Terry makes the employee give his kid pony rides around the room. I also think if he brings Beloved to sit in with him on a board meeting and anyone criticizes her, not only would they be swiftly fired and blacklisted from working in that industry again, but Terry would probably make the insubordinate employee be a foot stool for Beloved during the board meeting. What do you think?

A post so in character for Terry Silver I don't even have to think anything but wholeheartedly agree.

[dynatoxic]

going to be a terry silver sympathizer for a moment because yes he's awful and we love him for that

but there is also something tragic about the fact that he was told he had to change himself when he was young, when there was nothing wrong with him aside from the fact that he was softer than a man was expected to be at the time.

so he changes to meet the expectations of the person he loves and admires most. and he does it so well that it makes kreese uncomfortable because kreese still thinks the type of man his philosophy creates is tough but ultimately good, and terry is so obviously cruel and dishonorable.

so kreese loves johnny, the person who defied him, because in defying him he became the type of man kreese intended to create. terry obeyed him to the letter, made himself unlovable to pretty much anyone else in doing so, and was rejected for it because the truths he revealed about kreese's philosophy were truths he wasn't ready to accept until kwon died.

and by then it was too late to do anything with terry but take him out and drown with him.

[cobra-wives]

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[theweirdcobrakaifan]

I need a flashback of twig

I want his hair down this time. I’d like him to wear a silk robe, or let him walk through Dynatox Industries like in the movie "Night Night," similar to the flashback where Robert was actually the CEO this whole time . I want that scene.

It so burly agh! But you get my point I need the scene to be just like this also btw I love this movie hehe like let him walk in there with so much commanding energy

[terrence-silver]

Dynatox

Drainage system, Broomfield, Colorado

[cinematv]

COBRA KAI (2018 - 2025) 4.03 + 4.07 + 6.14

requested by @dynatoxic

[karatekels]

KarateKels Story Masterlist

Hi everyone! I’ve decided to (finally) get my act together and make a masterlist post for all the requests/stories I’ve done so far. I’m going first by character, then adding Dark Desires October and TIGmas posts for if you’re looking for a ~vibe~. Links that have a * indicate the presence of smut, for if you just want to get to the good stuff! 😉

(I'll be going through these posts and updating them slowly when I can't bring myself to write, so if you see anything that needs fixing or you want to suggest ways to make this... less of a clusterfuck, please feel free to let me know!)

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Currently Writing:

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1. Cold Outside (a Jack Blaylock x Reader fic for TIGmas #12 - sorry for taking FOREVER, @babylonianqueenie; I'm really struggling to make this good!)

2. Solar Flare (a Jan Valek x OC fic)

Note: I am taking requests, but seeing that some of them are around a year old at this point, note that it may be awhile! I'm not planning on starting any of my own projects or theme-months until I clear out most of what I have, and thank you all for your patience!

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Terry Silver:

Silver Seduction: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3* | Part 4* | Part 5* | Part 6*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader is the older sister of Jessica Andrews and has taken it upon herself to make sure young Daniel LaRusso stays safe after Jessica returns to Ohio. This includes accompanying him to seek out the training offered by Sensei Terry Silver and learning a few moves yourself from the handsome older man. When his true intentions are discovered, you completely cut him off, but he isn’t willing to let you go so easily. (Reader is in her 20s)

Chef’s Kiss: Part 1 | Part 2*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader is dragged to a charity event by her parents where she meets Terry Silver. They discover that they have a mutual acquaintance, Daniel LaRusso, and Reader joins Danny at the dojo as she grows closer to Terry. Wanting to surprise him one day, she catches Terry relishing Daniel’s torture – now Terry has to make her see reason. (Reader is in her 20s)

Deluge: Part 1

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You get stranded in the rain trying to make your way to Terry’s place for Valentine’s Day, but Terry comes to your rescue, professing his love for you and taking you to his home where you belong.

An Honest Man: Part 1 | Part 2* | To be continued…

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You meet Terry at a party and aren’t impressed by his smarmy exterior, making him determined to win you over. Colluding with your easily wooed coworker, he talks you into a date and slowly seduces his way past your timid, untrusting nature.

Payment Plan: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader sees Terry training in the Cobra Kai dojo while on her way to work and develops a crush on him. They finally meet face-to-face and Terry invites her inside for a free lesson.

Bath Toy: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Terry takes a business call while playing with you in the bath but is interrupted by you not being able to keep quiet. To make up for the inconvenience, you let him use you underwater while he goes about his business.

Cat & Mouse: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader is a rising star at Dynatox and has caught the eye of the boss himself. Despite being the Terry Silver, however, you adamantly reject his advances, forcing him to take more drastic measures to help you see reason. The two of you engage in a game of cat and mouse that culminates the night of a gala celebrating Dynatox’s successes.

Discipline Training: Part 1* | Part 2* | To be continued…

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Terry comes home early from a work trip and catches you touching yourself without his permission. He decides to punish train you in the third 'D': Discipline.

All's Fair: Part 1 | Part 2* | Part 3*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader has been dating Terry for awhile, and he's been patient. When she surprises him with a date at their local funfair, he thinks she'll be willing to finally make their relationship physical. At the top of the ferris wheel, he makes his move. Dubcon.

Unjust Reward:Part 1 | Part 2*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Daniel warns Reader that Terry is nothing but trouble, and she tries to avoid him, but when she's being chased by a group of men she turns to Terry's dojo for help. He swoops in to save the day, but it turns out he was just saving her for himself. Non-con.

Clear as Mud: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You’ve tried to get Terry to open up about his time in Vietnam on more than one occasion, and while he’s been doing his best to help you understand, he ultimately decides that the best way to help you is to put you through something similar, hunting you in the middle of a forest at sunset.

What You Do To Me: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You and Terry have been together for quite awhile now and he is crazy about you. Before he can tell you that he loves you, he decides to test your loyalty by seeing how you respond to another man trying to seduce you at a gala. Once you pass his test with flying colours, he sneaks away with you to confess his love, and shows you just what it’s like to have his full devotion…

Turtle Doves: Part 1 | Part 2

(KK3 Cobra Husbands - Terry/Reader/John) It’s your first Christmas spent with both Terry and John, and everyone is nervous about what to give the others. While you’re confident in Terry’s (often overwhelming) love for both you and John, as well as your own feelings for both men, you’re still unsure of John’s feelings for you with the spirit of Betsy still a looming presence in everyone’s mind.

Songbird: Part 1*

(Terry through the ages) A series of snippets of Terry and his wife in the 90s, 00s and the present. Reader is a singer at the bar that Terry frequents as he hits rock bottom, and the two of you fall in love. Years later, the return of John Kreese into your husband’s live threatens to tear your marriage apart.

Lesson Learned: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3*

(CK Terry x Reader) Reader is a student in Cobra Kai’s adult class and you and Sensei Silver are both clearly attracted to one another. After a month of teasing, Terry decides you’ve both waited long enough.

Strike First: Part 1 | Part 2*

(CK Terry x Reader) Reader and Sensei Silver have been eyeing each other during the dojo’s adult class for awhile now. While you never think it would escalate past flirting, Terry has had other plans, luring you to the dojo when no one is around so you two can get to know each other.

Prized Possession: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) You accompany Terry to a charity event for the first time as a couple and he doesn’t appreciate the attention you receive from the other men in attendance. Upon returning home, he needs to make sure that you both know who you belong to.

As I Am: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) You witness Terry and Daniel’s fight in Stingray’s apartment and desperately want him to lose control with you. Upon making you confess your desires, he gives you exactly what you need. Size kink.

A Better Offer: Part 1 | Part 2*

(CK Terry x Reader) You are Daniel’s assistant at the dealership and a close family friend. When Terry drops by to gather information for his schemes, he decides to scoop you up and make Danny-Boy regret his mistreatment of you, giving you a dream opportunity: organizing the charity auction for Eva Garcia. The two of you develop feelings for one another as you work closely together, and as the events of the auction unfold, the tension between you reaches its boiling point.

Legacy: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) Terry has fallen for the most promising student in his adult class, though she remains oblivious. Though he desperately wants to have her for himself, he fears rejection and settles for privately training her just to be close to her and build a legacy. Eventually, he runs out of things to teach her.

Fresh Start: Days 4 & 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Days 8 & 9* | Days 10 & 11 | Day 12-A | Day 12-B | Day 13-A* | Day 13-B* | Day 13-C | Day 14-A* | Day 14-B | Day 14-C

(CK Terry x Reader) Reader is visiting LA for a few weeks and accidentally wanders onto the estate of Terry Silver, who immediately falls hard for the young woman. With only a few days to convince her to stay with him, he knows he has to pull out all the stops.

Scream for Me: Part 1 | Part 2*

(CK Terry x Reader) Part of the "Fresh Start" universe! Reader makes the mistake of telling Terry that she can't believe he was ever scary, and certainly isn't that way now. Terry decides to teach her a lesson, hunting her in their own home until she admits that he is still very much something to be feared.

Wrapped in Red: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) Part of the “Fresh Start” universe! You and Terry are invited to a Christmas Eve charity gala by your rival for Terry’s affections, and you’re sick of having to endure her flirting with your man. Surprisingly, Victor has an idea that will make it certain who Terry Silver belongs to.

Eye of the Storm: Part 1* | To be continued…

(CK Terry x Reader) Trapped at the airport on Christmas Eve, Terry grows tired of seeing everyone around him with their families and loved ones, and impulsively decides to start a family of his own. Today. He sets his sights on you to get the job done, with you being none the wiser.

Guided Meditation: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) Terry is fed up with your attitude lately, and decides to help you learn how to channel your pent up frustrations through more enjoyable pursuits... for him, anyway.

Party Favours: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) You really don't want your birthday to be a big deal, but Terry is determined to strike the perfect balance, finding just the right way to spoil you...

Reunion: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |To be continued...

(CK Terry x Reader) Part of the "Fresh Start" universe! You return to Terry weeks after your initial departure to begin your life together.

The Steadfast Tin Soldier: Part 1*

(Twig Terry x Reader) Terry returns from Vietnam on Christmas Eve, and you are the first and only person he wants to see. After years without so much as a letter, you two try to get to know each other once again.

Cash Ewing (Black Friday/The Kidnapping):

Disorderly Conduct: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4* | Part 5 | Part 6

A dark, tragic fic. Reader is a cop who has been working at the same precinct as Cash for awhile, and gets the vibe that something is... off. Trusting her instinct, she follows him to an abandoned building one day and catches him in the act. Unfortunately, he also catches her, and keeps her as a hostage while he tries to figure out his next move. (Takes place before events of the movie)

Person of Interest: Part 1*

You and a friend attend your precinct's Christmas party; the first time you'll be seeing your coworkers since you went undercover almost a year ago. Rather than the happy reunion with your partner and friend Cash, he seems anything but happy to see you. Locked in the basement together, you call Cash out on his BS and finally confront him about his feelings and your own.

Jan Valek (Vampires):

Heirloom: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6*

An enemies to lovers fic with Jan Valek. Reader is Jack Crow's daughter and a vamp-hunter-in-training. When Valek attacks the old Catholic school where the Black Cross of Berziers is kept and discovers his nemesis’s daughter, he kidnaps her in hopes of using her to lure him out but finds himself falling for her instead.

Saturnalia: Part 1*

Valek catches your scent on the wind and plans to feed on you, but after a single conversation with you can’t bring himself to commit such an act. Instead, he plans to find you at your friend's Winter Solstice Masquerade to be close to you, even just for the night.

Solar Flare: Part 1 | In Progress...

As vampires become a growing problem and the number of Slayers dwindles, the Catholic Church decides to perform another ‘miracle’, attempting to create a weapon that will be able to find the despicable creatures in any and all shadows that they may hide. Similarly to the botched exorcism of Jan Valek, the experimental ceremony that Rose Hanlon undergoes doesn’t go exactly as intended, and she escapes the city with a set of abilities she doesn’t even understand.

Gus Travis (Black Point):

In Deep Water: Part 1 | Part 2* | Part 3*

A dark non-con with Gus Travis. Reader is an undercover cop who has gotten in with Gus's gang to get the dirt on him and Malcolm’s crime ring. Gus gets wind of your deception and decides to punish you - for lying, for making him fall for you, for everything.

Terry McCain (Excessive Force):

Yule-Tied: Part 1* | To be continued…

You manage to get Terry to swear off work for a whole week to come with you to visit your family in New York City for the holidays. He has (unsurprisingly) charmed his way into everyone’s good books, so you decide to reward him with an early Christmas present when you get back to your hotel room the night before Christmas Eve.

Jack Blaylock (Ulterior Motives):

Coming soon…

The TIGverse (stories with more than one TIG character):

The NSFW Alphabet: Part 1* | Part 2*

A character study for both KK3 Terry and CK Terry. (I want to do more requests like these, so feel free to send in requests for my thoughts/opinions rather than full on stories if you want!)

A Tale of Two Terrys: Part 1* | To be continued…

(KK3 Terry x Reader x CK Terry) You and your husband (CK Terry) are somehow joined in bed by his younger self, who had been wondering how his future would turn out. Initially protective, your husband talks you into letting his younger self have his way with you before joining in himself.

Mediation: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5* | Part 6* | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9* | To be continued…

(Terry McCain x Reader x Cash Ewing) You are assigned as Terry McCain’s new partner after his previous partner – Cash Ewing – goes to prison for the crimes he has committed. Cash returns to Chicago years later, after his release and rehabilitation, and while he can’t be a cop anymore, he wants to make amends to those he has disappointed with his actions, most of all his former close friend Terry. Terry isn’t receptive to Cash’s attempts at reconciliation, and warns you to stay away from him, having grown very protective of his “work wife.” But you find something of a kindred spirit in Cash and want to help him get a second chance at life, deciding to do what you can to support the man and bring the two friends back together.

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Themes/Challenges

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Dark Desires October 2023:

Unjust Reward Disorderly Conduct Heirloom Scream for Me All's Fair In Deep Water

TIGmas 2023:

Person of Interest Saturnalia Clear as Mud Eye of the Storm The Steadfast Tin Soldier Wrapped in Red Yule-Tied What You Do To Me Mediation Guided Meditation Turtle Doves (Cobra Husbands) It’s Cold Outside (Jack Blaylock) Coming Soon...

Fresh Start Universe:

Fresh Start Scream for Me Wrapped in Red Reunion In progress More coming for Fresh Start February!

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AMAs (ask me anything):

Just in case you are, for some reason, interested in asking me about things or reading about what other people have asked me! (These are fun and I'm happy to answer pretty much any question you feel like asking!)

AMA1 | AMA2 |

[justhereforthecupcakes]

Inspired by @deviousdevilx’s posts and mini fics…

Ralph looked like a baby when he was 22, so that’s the image I have of Daniel in this scenario.

>>>It’s post TKK3.

Daniel is 22 and enjoying life.

Little Trees is doing well… He’s been promoted to sales manager at the dealership he’s working at… and he has a little romance going on with a nice girl with the most beautiful green eyes…

One day he’s snatched by men who plan to use him as a deal sweetener for a big time investor who has a thing for baby-faced brunette twinks with Bambi eyes.

They give him a nice haircut, and get him all cleaned up and dressed in something sexy for their investor.

To the shock of both men, it’s revealed Terry Silver is the investor.

Dynatox hasn’t quite gone under but it’s close to the end, and Terry’s been forging some shady connections by financing this major deal.

Never one to look a gifthorse in the mouth, Terry takes Daniel.

I also picture ‘Angel’ being Terry’s petname for Daniel, which he hates with a passion. And he tries to claw Terry’s eyes out every time he calls him that.

[msfbgraves]

Did you see that horrific Happy Hanukkah tweet featuring an AI Terry and Daniel in a cage from Hayden on Tw*tter??? So awful in every single way. Acknowledging a Jewish celebration in this disrespectful way with the character who is evil and the villain of the show—and who is apparently Jewish! YIKES. What was he thinking??

Anyway, Terry is always going to be Irish Catholic to me and I don’t care what The Big Three think. What a gross thing to do and I’m not even Jewish.

I minored in European medieval history and majored in 19th and 20th century European history. The Wikipedia page on antisemitism explains it better than I ever could but the cliff notes version of antisemitic stereotypes we all walked away with went like this, stereotypes, mind, that were used to continuously justify genocidal violence against Jewish people:

You, as an anti-semite, can recognise a Jew, among other things, by their

-Dark hair

-Name connected to jewels and or money

-Sophistication; they're dangerously smart even

-Rich by money made in trade or banking or illicit pursuits, they don't do 'honest' work

Jews were said to be untrustworthy, disloyal, backroom dealers who whisper in the ears of power to get their way

They were said to spefically target Christian children to harm in blood rituals

Whenever there is a sickness, it is because a Jew poisoned the water

...

Does this possibly remind you of a certain antagonist in The Karate Kid III? The one who heads a company called Dynatox?

So, you know, if you were going to write a dark haired, duplicitous, murderous rich guy who makes his money by bribing judges with money made by poisoning nature, who goes by the name of Silver

A man whose sole raison d'être is targeting young boys; and who does this primarily by deceit

You would have been very strongly advised not to make this character canonically Jewish when he wasn't said to be so in the original.

Just, no. NO. Please, for the love of all you hold dear, don't fucking do that.

But, apparently Hayden is Jewish, so then it must be fine. I mean the only cultural framework for a series based on a film that was released internationally and is streamed worldwide is the American one, obviously, so, sure, take the dark haired billionaire by the name of Silver who targets children and bribes officials with money made poisoning nature and make him not only rich but sophisticated rich, just to hammer the point home that he is a dark haired Jewish intellectual that harms nature and preys on children by tricking them before making them bleed and I'm just like, why didn't you give him a hooked nose while you were at it. To tick the last box on your antisemitic bingo card.

And what is it with the crush on the goy bully who looks like a literal poster boy for the Hitler Youth?

So, again, is it OK to make Terry Silver a wandering antisemitic stereotype of a villain when you're Jewish yourself? Again, I'd advise against it, really I would.

Is it absolute text that Terry is Jewish? No. It is very strongly implied but not text. And maybe it will fly over people's heads but then to keep hammering that point home? Feels like rage baiting. But you know, this is Hayden we're talking about, even his co writers were like, "Oops, maybe you shouldn't deny depicting the sexual assault of a teenage boy when that is clearly what you did, even perhaps unwittingly." So consider the source here: that man is a steaming pile of dog shit on the best of days.

When Thomas wrote his own Terry Silver AU he called him Terry McCain and made him very explicitly Irish, and I have written better posts than this one on why I headcanon that Terry was raised Catholic because his Irish American mother married his Jewish father. His father would have had another reason to see his son as less than because as a rule of thumb by Jewish law, only children born of Jewish mothers can be Jewish without converting and certainly not all practitioners of Judaism are accepting of converts, feeling that only those born of nonconverted Jewish mothers truly count as Jews. (It is far more nuanced than that, obviously, depending on individual circumstances, do look it up rather than simply take my word for it... Yet it comes up in media dealing with Jewish life with regularity.) And certainly in the 80's, Terry would style himself into a living antisemitic stereotype because fuck you, Papa, for dragging me to yet another bar mitswa I would never have, fuck you for hosting all those minyans I could never join, fuck you for the fact that even though I am your only son, I will never be able to say kaddish for you, I'll never be styled a true man in your eyes, Fuck. You. I'll show you Jewish! Which, you know, is insane, but this is Terry we are talking about, and it compels me, the son full of Catholic Guilt about not being Jewish enough. There really has to be a reason why he is Like That and I think that background might just do it.

So for a Watsonian reasons, I can work with it, but would I have strongly implied that Terry was Jewish, given his backstory in The Karate Kid III and possible lingering antisemitic stereotypes the audience may have been exposed to?

No I wouldn't have. Not in a million years.

Dickhead.

[holographic-abstract]

Wow the CEO of a company called Dynatox got cancer. Who could have ever seen that coming.

[mrgriffiths]

"Now, the first thing I want you to do is get rid of the Terravona problem."

Thomas Ian Griffith as Rodger Totland in Wiseguy series during the late 80s.

*Terry Silver at Dynatox Industries*

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[terrence-silver]

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I am become Death (destroyer of Worlds). x

[eemcintyre]

Playing the Part

TW- an instance of nonconsensual kissing.

Summary- After the events of Rodeo Drive, the vibes between Valerie and Terry are noticeably different. Finally, Terry arranges for the media to discover them when they soft-launch their relationship to the public at a cafe.

Apologies that it's taken this long to get the third part out and that's it's not super long, but I'm finally happy with it and hopefully over my writer's block for a bit! Don't know why I was so stuck on this one but a big thank you to @karatekels for giving the me the inspo I needed to slightly rework and finish it! I hope y'all enjoy 😄

Several days had passed since the whirlwind day on Rodeo Drive, and on the following Wednesday, Valerie sat in the Dynatox office at her desk. Elbows propped atop the armrests of her chair, she clutched a steaming cup of tea to her chest, holding it more as a comfort and as something to do with her nervous hands than as a beverage, but remembering to take a sip every now and then.

It was safe to say that, if things already hadn’t felt odd and uncomfortable between her and Terry, they certainly were now. In addition to their regular duties at work, luckily a lot of the time when they had to be near each other was also consumed by preparations for their public debut that weekend.

Unfortunately, however, none of it was enough to prevent Valerie from inadvertently staring at Terry from across the office instead of at her computer. And, rather than glaring at him and his cigar smoke, her gaze curiously traced the curve of his ring-adorned fingers, as well as the faint outlines of muscle visible through his clothes; a sight that had been seared into her memory all too well after his damp, shirtless entrance at his home the other week.

Why didn’t God ever seem to give with both hands? How could such an egotistical, rude, depraved man have the nerve to be so good-looking?

While Valerie engaged in this mental battle of wills, pointedly scowling down into the murky depths of her tea, she didn’t notice Terry studying her just as intently from his own desk, his face partially hidden behind a folder. The hysterical irony of this moment was not lost on him; he could hardly contain his laughter at how the tables had turned within a matter of weeks, from him watching her obsessively, to her now doing the same, clearly trying to fight the urge but just as clearly losing.  

The next day, another afternoon at the Ennis House, was almost too much for Valerie to handle given the changed atmosphere between them. The purpose of this meeting was the carefully planned photoshoot, orchestrated to give the impression that they’d been dating for longer and spent many more occasions together than they really had. All afternoon they changed outfits while Terry’s staff reworked the amassed props and backdrops to mimic another building location or overseas locale. What an odd experience that had been, like they were models posing for an editorial shoot.

Valerie caught herself wondering throughout, as they held hands and beamed at each other and acted out scenes of parties, trips, and even just lounging together at the house, what it would actually be like to be in such a relationship, intermingling with that section of society.

On one hand, it seemed it would be full of whimsical adventure- she imagined the places around the world that she would see that she otherwise would probably never be able to; the celebrities, political figures, art collectors and other Silver-esque businessmen whose wealth made them influential that she would meet. And perhaps the most wonderful part of all- to never have to worry about money again; to be comfortable and unconcerned about whether she looked cheap or could make her rent; to have the freedom to treat herself to some of life’s finer things.

On the other hand, if Terry was any example to go off of, she wondered whether it would be worth sacrificing her humanity and sincerity. But, seeing as she would never know regardless, she soon stopped contemplating what was a nonexistent problem- in favor of devoting her attention to the very much existent one.

Despite the echoing roominess and impassive blocks of stone comprising every room in the Ennis House, with each moment of lingering eye contact or prolonged silence, all air seemed to leave the room and Valerie felt suffocated and sweaty. After a few too many times that she caught herself gazing at his mouth when he seemed not to be looking, she excused herself to the bathroom.

This would not do. She spent a chunk of time pacing before the mirror across the room’s red and black tiles, noting with an unsurprised chuckle that, of course, even his bathroom looked villainous and over-the-top. If she didn’t have the misfortune of knowing the man, she wouldn’t believe he was real. As Valerie paced, she whispered to her reflection in the mirror, lecturing herself. Even though she was rooms and hallways away from where she had left Terry, she had the weird feeling that he could hear and see everything that went on in that house.

“You didn’t move across the country, do all of this work, and take all of his bullshit just to become another of his one-night stands,” she hissed. “Sure, it’s not like this is something that happens to people every day and, all things considered, I think you’ve been handling things pretty well. Credit where credit is due. But try and act like you’ve been kissed before.” She paused in front of the mirror with a wilting look, gripping the black marble counter with both hands. “Sure, it was good, but it wasn’t that good.” She pointed firmly at herself in warning. “Remember who that mouth is attached to.”

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When the morning dawned on the Saturday that was to be her and Terry’s official public debut, Valerie was struck for the first time with the feeling that she truly might not be able to handle the responsibilities she’d taken on in their ever-so-unconventional agreement. Dressing in another of the outfits she and Joan had picked out, Valerie tried to channel the grace, elegance, and poise of the attire as she stood in front of her mirror, shaking.

Struggling to fit her wallet and everything else she thought she might need into another of the new and unbearably small handbags, Valerie made a last check that her pearl earrings hadn’t fallen out along her frenzied way as Milos buzzed the apartment- the signal that it was time to be whisked away by the limo once more. Except, this time, instead of admiring the California scenery or feeling the least bit sophisticated and cool, she felt like she was being transported to her own public execution. At least she would leave behind a fashionable-looking corpse.

Over the entire drive to the café, Terry was listing off the facts of their fabricated backstory and coaching her on how to behave, but Valerie was too concentrated on trying not to throw up to retain much of it. Not only was the press always trying to dig up stories on Terry regardless, but he'd specifically arranged for reporters and paparazzi to witness the couple's upcoming appearance by utilizing one of his media contacts to drop a tip.

“Valerie!” he eventually snapped at her, succeeding in capturing her attention. “You can’t lose your nerve on me now. We’ve both put in too much work for you to go deer-in-the-headlights at the last minute.”

Valerie opened her mouth in a defensive but stammering reply; Terry could easily see past the thin layer of bluster. While part of him wanted to gloat about how she wasn’t so smart-mouthed now, huh? he knew he had to help her keep it together in this moment. The fun of breaking her down would come later and taste all the sweeter. He scooted closer to her, getting in her face, softening the volume of his voice but not the gravity of his tone or expression. She recoiled slightly, but not as much as she used to when they first interacted, he noted. Excellent.

“Listen to me. Fear does not exist. To get through this and give a truly believable performance, you’ve got to shut out everything but you and me. You’re the enchanting starlet, I’m your leading man, and we’re both method actors now, baby. If we really sell it, there’s no way any of them will know unless we tell them- which, of course, isn’t going to happen. We’re the ones in control here. They’re just a bunch of parasites looking for a good story. And, hell, are we going to give them one.”

Terry finished his pep talk with the cunning smirk that usually annoyed her, but in that moment, his persistent confidence reassured her.

The limo rolled to a stop soon after and the two of them were dropped at the curb- after that, everything became a blur until, suddenly, Valerie found herself sitting at a table on a café patio, hardly knowing how she or the drink and pastry on the table in front of her got there. Since scrutinizing their surroundings for reporters surprisingly didn’t do her anxiety any good, she attempted an alternate strategy, which was keeping her gaze glued to the foamy, white-beige surface of her London Fog. Terry, on the other hand, was surveying their view with calculated intentions, absentmindedly toying with the ring on his left pinky. He muttered a curse and something else inaudible, prompting Valerie to tear her gaze away from her tea and glance at him with her eyebrows furrowed.

“What?”

Terry pointedly glanced to a spot across the street. By a streetlamp and a decorative bed of greenery, a woman lurked in the shade provided by the nearby shrubs. At first glance, she looked like any other pedestrian, in a chic but nondescript pantsuit and orange-red hair swept and pinned up out of her face. But closer inspection revealed her to be scribbling furiously on a notepad, head bobbing up and down from the notepad to the couple seated in front of the café. Then a camera lens glinted from behind the bushes, alerting Valerie to the fact that the woman was not alone- accompanied by not one, but two photographers.

“Who’s that?” Valerie hissed, and Terry’s hand shot forward to grip one of hers in a warning not to react so visibly.

“That’s Amanda Shotwell, the gossip queen of L.A. Mandy’s been trying to come up with some kind of big story on me for years,” he remarked with a patronizing chuckle, suggesting she hadn't yet succeeded and never would unless he wanted her to.

Of the few sure things in Los Angeles, one was that the sun would rise and set each day. Another was that Ms. Shotwell would be knee-deep in everyone’s business for every moment in between.

Over her years as the leading reporter on First Look News’ staff, she had built up a reputation so relentless that she was once quoted as saying “If I don’t get threatened with a restraining order, it means I just haven’t been investigating hard enough.” She often justified her invasive practices, from straddling the fences of private estates to placing hidden cameras, with claims that she was on a noble mission to expose vice and promote transparency- that the people deserved to know what the public figures around them were doing. But anyone with the slightest grip on reality could see that she was addicted to the drama and the power trip that she got from essentially terrorizing the city’s upper circles.

“So, smile, honey- it’s showtime.”

Terry’s grip on Valerie’s hand tightened, and it seemed to her to be simultaneously a warning to begin playing it up, as well as a gesture of grounding comfort. It was now or never to show them all- him, the press, her family and friends, and herself that she could do something intimidating and impulsive- and succeed.

Now that the moment was upon her and the anticipation was over, it was like a switch inside had flipped. Boldly meeting Terry’s expectant eyes, she smiled forcefully, taking a long sip of her previously untouched London Fog.

“Atta girl,” he murmured, lifting her hand to press a kiss to it without breaking their eye contact.

Valerie glanced demurely down at her lap, eyelashes fluttering, pretending to laugh softly through gritted teeth.

“So, what are we supposed to do?” she replied, stealing another glance in Ms. Shotwell’s direction- the scribbling had increased in ferocity and she seemed to be quietly barking orders at the photographers.

“Drink your tea,” he muttered, as if he were stating the obvious.

“Shotwell can’t possibly be her real last name,” Valerie remarked on the all too well-fitting surname for a reporter, eyebrows furrowed.

Terry tried to engage her in small talk that was meant to distract her and help their performance, but which Valerie found only further maddening. Soon she realized that his face was now inches away from her own. Fighting the urge to jump backward despite how every nerve in her body was screaming, “What are you doing?” she hissed.

“Come on, they’ll love it; they’ll go crazy.”

“I… hold on, um-” Valerie felt the panic returning as Terry began to close the remainder of the space between them.

“Just remember the way we practiced- relax, let it flow.”

She felt his other hand, the one not already intertwined with one of hers, firmly at the back of her neck as he pressed his mouth to hers. She heard the frenetic clicking of cameras getting what was sure to be the next day’s juicy, front-page shot of the Society section.

When Terry finally released her, after what felt like an eternity, she felt heat ascending across her face. Wrenching her hand from his as nondescriptly as possible, she hid her face behind her teacup and took another sip, head spinning.

When she finally managed to look back at Terry, she saw that he was trying desperately not to laugh, and her disorientation turned to seething. By then, Amanda and her photoshoot entourage had given up even trying to hide and were out in the open across the street in the effort to get better shots.

Valerie and Terry pretended to only just now notice their presence, laughing together in embarrassment that their intimate moment had been immortalized in film and that their relationship would now be revealed- as if the choice to sit right in front of a popular café on a busy morning wouldn’t have been enough of a guarantee of that result.

But one benefit of Valerie's anger was that it had pushed even the thought of nervousness temporarily to the wayside. She was almost overcome with the urge to slap him, but that simply wouldn’t do. Another course of action, one that would arguably be an even better revenge on him, would have to suffice.

As the forced laughter stretched on, Valerie calmly set her teacup down and dipped the tip of her finger into the foam surface.

“You try that again before I’m ready and I’ll break your fingers,” she whispered saccharinely, while, without breaking eye contact or saying a word, she reached across the table and smeared the finger covered with foam across the point of Terry’s nose.

She saw him arm move almost imperceptibly to snap up and grab her, before his better judgment reeled him in. His normally icy-pale face took on a distinct shade of angry red underneath an absolutely shit-eating grin as he wiped his nose with his napkin.

“I’d love to see you try,” he replied through a tightly clenched jaw.

Even though she briefly wondered whether she’d gone too far, Valerie’s adrenaline allowed her to hold her ground. She was tired of Terry pushing her around and acting like he was the only one with power in this arrangement. He needed her. Her eyes flitted briefly to Ms. Shotwell and her cameramen and back to Terry.

“It wouldn’t be a good look for you to be caught in an angry outburst at your defenseless little girlfriend,” she murmured, unable to suppress a smirk. “You can’t do a thing.”

“You’re a fucking brat,” he retorted, before taking a deep breath, shifting his jaw, and downing the remainder of his coffee. She grinned to herself as she noted the vein bulging in his forehead.

After about a half-hour of playful displays of affection, punctuated by snide exchanges under their breath, the couple settled their check and got up to leave. That was when Amanda and her goons, as well as a couple of paparazzi from other publications, made their move and approached the couple on the sidewalk as they headed down the street to where Milos and the car were waiting for them.

A member of Terry’s security entourage, who had joined Milos in the limo, jumped from the car in an effort to keep the various interlopers from getting too far into Terry and Valerie’s space, growling at them to “make a lane.” Terry had also stepped protectively in front of Valerie as she followed closely behind, white-knuckling his hand, the two of them temporarily putting aside the earlier confrontation.

“No comment,” he replied flatly as the reporters and camerapeople, particularly Amanda, peppered them with questions.

“You two were looking pretty cozy back there; we’ve never seen this side of you before,” Amanda tried to prompt some kind of response from Terry, walking backwards so she could face him as they moved, nearly tripping over her cameramen and shooting them warning looks. “C’mon, Silver- give us something to work with!”

“What’s your name?”

“How do you know Terry?”

“How long have you been going out?”

They asked Valerie, who stared silently ahead, apart from copying Terry with a coy “No comment,” thankful that her wide eyes were now hidden behind a pair of heavily tinted sunglasses.

“Come on, honey- give us a smile for the cameras!”

The immediate silence was blissful, yet jarring, as Terry and Valerie finally hopped into the limo and drove off, leaving the media utterly maddened with curiosity and frothing for answers.

“That’s how we do it, Milos!” Terry exclaimed triumphantly, patting his driver on the back as he slid into the seat behind him. “Always leave ‘em wanting more.”

Willing to put the tension of the morning behind them, Valerie was about to make a celebratory statement about how they’d pulled off their debut, but before she could get a word out, Terry said sternly “Don’t you ever pull a stunt like that again.”

“Like what? Humanize you a little? Don’t be ridiculous- they loved it. Being so serious and perfectly rehearsed in front of the public all the time isn’t doing you any favors. If you’re so concerned about your image, it wouldn’t hurt once in a while to show people that you have a softer side- even if you and I know it’s all just bullshit.”

While Terry knew that she had a bit of a point, he bristled at the notion of showing weakness like that for the world to see. Convincing his potential investors, shareholders, employees and other associates that he was loyal and levelheaded and not some unstable, corrupt sex addict by no means had to include him parading around like a lovesick fool.

“In my world, you can’t show weakness,” was what he verbally boiled his thoughts down to. Valerie’s brows furrowed and she tilted her head skeptically.

“Everyone has some kind of weakness.”

He didn’t appreciate her insinuation but decided to move on; the conversation was a waste of time. He sighed and rolled his eyes. “Look, I’m not going to debate the nature of humanity with you in the back of this limo.”

Remembering his ultimate goal, Terry relaxed his tensed posture and angry expression, taking a deep breath that, in the confines of the limo, was scented strongly with her perfume.

“They really loved it though, huh?” he grinned, tearing his gaze from out the front windshield of the vehicle and to her expectant face, which returned a hesitant smile. She figured that this was his subtle way of telling her that she did a good job without having to admit that she had been right.

“Without a doubt, we have their attention. Now, it’s just a matter of whether they really bought it and where they’re going to run with it.”

At his words, Valerie felt senses of both pride in her performance and fear of just where, exactly, the press was going to “run with it” prickle at her spine. She could probably expect curious and bewildered calls from her relatives and friends within the next couple of days if the media really cooked up an interesting story or gave it enough page space. But, for the time being, she just laughed in triumph along with Terry in the backseat of the limo, clasping his outstretched hand in a congratulatory gesture.

[cobra-wives]

dynatox r&d is up to no good yet again…. 😵‍💫

credits to my good pal @/7errysilver on tiktok for the HILARIOUS image, and the art idea lmfao! MAY THE KREESES KEEP COMING!

[virgo-mess]

Silver Thread- Epilogue

We've finally made it!

I won't hold you up dive headfirst into this fluffy smut piece and story conclusion my friends.

TW: Fuffffff, Smut, Fluffffyy smut, Loss of Virginity that falls in the realm of genuine love making, Oral (female receiving), Fingering

PSA: Please take a moment to enjoy the artfully crafted mood board I spent weeks creating for no reason at all....please and thank you 😊❤️

Six Weeks Later

Seattle, Washington

        The sky was pretty haze of gold, pink, and orange as Terry and Veda sat quietly, cuddled up in the Canlis restaurant’s private dining room, the Cache room. Veda let out a content sigh as she rested her head against Terry’s shoulder, watching the sun start to dip behind the Cascade Mountain range with a dreamy smile on her face. Terry looked down at her with an equally dreamy smile, his blue eyes glittered in the warm candlelight as he reached down to brush a lock of wavy black hair out her face so he could admire her doe like brown eyes.

       “Today was so much fun, Romeo, thank you” Veda said softly, craning her neck slightly to look at him with adoring eyes and a beaming smile. Today had been the first date they’d been on since Veda got out of the hospital and Terry had purchased a private estate in Seattle to focus on her recovery. He did most of his Dynatox board meetings over the phone and made taking care of Veda in his new lakeside wooded retreat his top priority while Margaret handled things at the office back in LA. Veda had begun to feel like herself again about two weeks ago and most of her injuries had healed up nicely save for her still very broken arm, a few thin scars, and a sore, but healed shoulder. Though she wasn’t sure how she would’ve been able to make it through the past six weeks without Terry by her side, he kept her together in mind, body, and spirit and she knew without him she’d be lost. Terry felt the same way, seeing how much pain his sweet girl had been in that first week after the gala was agonizing of course put out all the stops he could to make today unforgettable for her. He surprised her with a beautiful breakfast in bed, a giant bouquet of pink flowers, and a relaxing bath before taking her to see all the art museums Seattle had to offer and the aquarium. Terry gently caressed Veda’s bare shoulder with the back of his fingers as he smiled back at her with adoring eyes of his own.

       “The days not over yet, I’ve got one more surprise for you my sweet girl” Terry crooned giving her a gentle kiss on her forehead and excitement now swirling in his eyes. He’d been planning this date out for about two weeks now and he couldn’t wait to see how happy this next surprise was going to make her. It still amazed him how the simplest things made her so unbelievably happy and while tonight’s surprise was more on the regular date night agenda, it would still be intimate and meaningful to his angel and that’s all that matter to him. Veda let out a sting of adorable, excited giggles with a bashful blush spreading across her as she peered up at Terry with big eyes. She really couldn’t imagine what else he possibly had in store for her.

        “Oh, are we flying back to Victoria tonight?” Veda asked excitedly, though it still baffled her how Terry managed to fit a private, scenic seaplane flight over to Canada into their busy schedule. Veda couldn’t complain though she loved the romantic horse drawn carriage ride they took, strolling through the gorgeous Butchart Gardens, seeing some of Hatley Castle, and holding hands as they walked along the Inner Harbour. Terry’s smile wavered a bit as he shook his head.

           “No, I’m sorry they only fly the planes out until dusk. We can take another one up there this week, I promise” Terry said looking genuinely apologetic like he somehow had control over seaplanes or their rules. Veda shushed Terry gently, flashing him a sweet smile before pulling him in for a sweet but very passionate kiss that made their waitress quietly slip back out the door with the bill even though she had just walked in. Veda parted for air to see Terry’s beaming smile reclaim its proper place upon his face.

            “Terry that’s okay, you know I’m happy with any surprise you have in store for me regardless, my love. Today has been wonderful and you’re the greatest, prettiest, sweetest most perfect boyfriend in the entire world and you are worth way more than a seaplane flight, baby boy” Veda cooed wholeheartedly, with a sweet smile and a playful wink before she leaned in to give him a kiss on the tip of his nose. Terry raised his eyebrows at her in awe before letting out a deep, hearty chuckle just as their waitress walked back into the room with a small smile on her face.

            “I think you’ve had a bit too much to drink, sweetheart maybe I should carry you to the car, hmm. They don’t have an elevator and you insisted on wearing heels with your dress even though they give you trouble. You don’t have to wear them you know, you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and I can assure you no one is looking at your shoes, baby girl.” Terry said wholeheartedly, giving Veda a playful wink of his own and a tender kiss on the cheek while she giggled softly under her breath. The waitress awkwardly cleared her throat as she flashed them both a genuine, apologetic smile.

            “I’m sorry, I hate having to interrupt you guys you’re really so cute together, but I need a signature and I have to watch you do it. Company policy with large bills and what not. So, how long have you guys been married? I’m assuming you’re celebrating an anniversary or a birthday, my fiancé refused to take me here until he proposed…” The waitress said, trying her best not to look annoyed as she thought about her fiancé. Terry silently jotted his name down on the receipt. Veda glanced at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she recalled their very first date a little over three months ago at a roof top restaurant in LA when a waiter asked them the same question.

            “We’ve been married for three years now, together for five we met at one of our college football games…” Veda said watching Terry’s ears flare a bright shade of red out of the corner of her eye with an impish grin on her face. Terry shook his to himself as he handed the waitress the bill with a polite smile and flushed cheeks. “He gets a little embarrassed when I bring it up because I met him after he knocked a cooler full of Gatorade all over my cheer uniform while he was dressed as our school mascot, the BC Renegade Knight.” Veda said, trying so hard not laugh as Terry looked at her in disbelief more so that she could come up with absurd stories on a whim.

            “Aw that’s such a cute way to meet” the waitress cooed with a soft smile on her face. “I won’t hold you two love birds up with all my nosey ramblings, your Renegade Knight looks like he’s about to have a heart attack. I hope you both have a wonderful evening and thank you for dining with us. You two can hang in here for a bit longer if you want the next reservation isn’t until 8:30” the waitress said giving them a small wave and another soft smile before she left the room, but both Terry and Veda caught the suggestive tone in her voice.

            “Veda Noelle, I’m never giving you cocktails and wine at the same time again no matter how big these pretty browns eyes of yours get.” Terry said in a mock stern voice that made Veda giggle cutely as she leaned further against his side. Terry chuckled softly under his breath and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on Veda’s temple with amusement and adoration swirling in his eyes.

            “Whatever do you mean, I was just telling our nice waitress how I met my knight in silver armor” Veda said sweetly, batting her long eyelashes at him in the innocent way that always made his heart skip a beat.

            “You know I love being your knight in silver armor but that was a completely fabricated account of how we met, baby girl. Are you going to come up with a new story every time someone asks how long we’ve been married?” Terry asked her with a raised eyebrow, Veda placed her finger under her chin in an adorable ploy of playful contemplation as she stared up at Terry with an impish glint still nestled in her eyes.

            “I didn’t plan on it but if you’re going to get this adorably bashful every time I do it, I think I might. Your ears get so red, my love” Veda cooed, tugging on his ear playfully before nuzzling her nose against his cheek and placing a playful yet adoring kiss on it. Terry chuckled softly at the endearing action before peppering her cheek with adoring kisses of his own.

            “We’ve only been together a few months baby girl but if you keep telling people we’re married, I’m going to have no choice but to propose. You can’t come up with a new story every time if I give you a real one that outshines all the ones you think up in this gorgeous little head of yours.” Terry said teasingly and took in the way Veda immediately became adorably bashful herself with loving blue eyes.

            “Everything you already do is better than any story I could think up and anything I could dreamed, Terry. I know I said I wasn’t ready to get married yet but I guess I just feel special when other people think I’m good enough to be your wife” Veda said sheepishly, Terry’s eyes softened as Veda wrapped her arms around him and buried her face into the crook of his neck. Veda inhaled Terry’s warm comforting scent and felt Terry wrap his arms around her in the form of a tight embrace.

            “Veda baby, you’re more than good enough my sweet girl. You’re perfect, everything I ever dreamed of, and I couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone other than you. Now how about we go see that surprise now, hmm” Terry cooed in her ear in a low soothing voice as he placed comforting kisses in her hair and against her temple. Veda nodded her head in acknowledgment, throwing her legs over his lap and craning her neck to look at him with a dreamy smile on her face. Terry smiled back at her, tucking an arm under her knees, he carefully rose to his feet and walked towards the door. Sharing one of their silent conversations as Terry neared the top of the stairs that would take them down to the main dining room and then the car with content smiles and loving eyes.

“I know we’ve only been together a few months, my love but I kind of feel like we’ve been together forever, is that weird” Veda said just above a whisper, running her small fingers through the ends of his dark curls with a coy smile on her face. Terry’s eyes lit up as he remembered the first time, she spoke those words to him so much had changed since then but what hadn’t changed was the way he felt about Veda.

            “Not at all my sweet girl, I feel the same way.”

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            Dusk fell on Seattle in pretty hues of pink and blue just as Terry pulled the car down the long-wooded drive of the Seattle estate with a giddy smile on his face. He could the excitement brewing in Veda’s pretty eyes as he shifted the car into park and couldn’t help the soft chuckle he let out as he gazed over at her wandering brown eyes. Veda met his gaze with a coy smile and innocent eyes and Terry knew she was gearing up to interrogate him much like she was going to do the eve of her birthday when he surprised her with a birthday ball. What he planned for them tonight wasn’t nearly as extravagant, but it would be intimate and sometimes it seemed that the small gestures made his sweet girl ten times happier than the grands and that was something Terry hoped would never change.

        “I saw Milos and Larry carrying large boxes into the estate before we left, is my surprise a big party? Don’t think I didn’t notice you distracting me with a relaxing bath while you went up to the top floor terrace, Romeo” Veda said in a sing song voice with a fit of cute giggles and an impish glint in her eyes. Terry raised his eyebrow with an amused glint in his eyes and another soft chuckle because Veda really never missed a thing.

“No Veda, your surprise is not a party, I was only on the terrace for ten minutes and you already know I won’t tell you what the surprise is. Sometimes I swear you don’t know what the word surprise means, baby girl.” Terry said teasingly giving her a kiss on the tip of her nose Veda looked up at him innocently as she reached forward to toy with some of his black curls softly.

“It was more than ten minutes I know you were up there before you brought me that beautiful breakfast in bed. Oh, woe is me, why do you torment me so, baby boy” Veda said in mock despair as she threw her head onto Terry’s lap and jutted out her lower lip as she gazed up at him with big brown puppy eyes. Terry smiled down at her adoringly before wrapping his arms around her small form and pulling her upright against his chest so he could capture her in a long passionate kiss that left both of them lightheaded. Veda broke the amorous kiss for air and rested her forehead against Terry’s, the pair fell into one of their intimate silences gazing lovingly into the other’s eyes between gasps for air. A soft smile graced Terry’s lips as he trailed a gentle thumb down the length of one of Veda’s rosy cheeks.

“You’re being exceptionally silly this evening sweetheart, part of your surprise is just over there by the lake. Take these off for me, I want your eyes covered and I don’t need my beautiful girlfriend breaking her other arm” Terry said breathlessly placing a tender kiss on her forehead before reaching over the seat to help her with her shoes. Veda giggled watching Terry help her out of her heels, adoring the giddy smile he flashed her before hopping out of the car and rushing to open her door. Terry scooped Veda off the car seat with ease, gently setting her on the ground he wrapped a strong arm around her waist and flashed her another giddy smile.

“I’ve got you sweetheart, are you ready?” Terry cooed, giving her a tender kiss in the cheek Veda nodded feeling her cheeks tint a bashful shade of pink and flashed Terry a beaming smile as she laced her fingers with the hand he had placed on her waist.

“Yes, my love” Veda cooed with a giddy smile of her own as she stood on her tip toes to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Terry beamed at her pulling her one more kiss before laying his large free hand over her eyes and gently guiding her down the path that led towards their private pier. Terry whispered sweet nothings in her ear and occasionally lifted her feet off the ground with ease if he thought something on the stone pathway would cause her even an ounce of pain. Veda felt like she was positively floating the entire walk down and wondered what surprise her Romeo could possibly have in store for her this time though she knew she’s love whatever it was based solely on the fact that Terry gave it to her.

“Alright, stand here for me beautiful but keep your eyes closed just a bit longer for me” Terry cooed as he slowed her to a stop. Veda giggled softly and nodded her head in acknowledgement and kept her eyes closed as promised when she felt Terry’s warm hand fall from her face. She was practically bouncing in excitement as she listened to the sound of the lake’s rippling water, the faint sound of singing songbirds in the trees, and Terry shuffling about wherever it was they were.

“Okay, sweetheart you can open your eyes now” Terry said, Veda bit her lip and fluttered her eyes open to see Terry drop the needle on her record player with an almost sheepish smile on his face as he gazed at her with sparking blue eyes to gage her reaction. Veda let out an audible gasp as she let her eyes take in the rest of their surroundings. The pier was lit up with shimmering gold lanterns and covered in a layer of pink and red rose petals. The soft sound of running water, chirping songbirds, and the delicate notes of Fleetwood Mac’s Songbird filled the air with the sun’s pretty, orange pink farewell washing over the lake’s rippling surface. It had to be one of the most romantic things Terry and done for her to date and Veda couldn’t help the way her heart swelled with joy as her brown doe eyes finally landed on him once more. Terry chuckled softly, admiring yet another one of Veda’s childlike wonder awed expressions with a charming smile and sparkling blue eyes as he extended his hand towards her in a gentlemanly fashion.

           “What’s all this for, Romeo?” Veda asked with rosy cheeks and a coy yet dreamy sort of smile as she placed her small hand in Terry’s larger one.

            “We never got our dance at the gala, baby girl and for that I’m sorry.” Terry said softly, pulling Veda’s small body as close to him as possible. Veda’s brown eyes became watery as they gazed up at him filled with boundless amounts of love and adoration in the warm glow of the gleaming lanterns and the setting sun. Veda felt more connected to Terry than ever before, more in love with him even and she didn’t think that was possible all she knew is she wanted to be with him in every way possible.

            “That wasn’t your fault my love, but this is a very beautiful surprise, thank you” Veda said standing on her tip toes to capture him in another passionate kiss that left both of their hearts fluttering.  They stayed like this for what felt like forever completely intertwined, so in tune with each other, neither of them was sure where they ended and where the other began. Gazing deeply into each other’s eyes with soft smiles as they in the form of a gentle sway to the rhythm of the music until the sun finally dipped beyond the horizon and nightfall overtook them.

            “Shall we go see the second part of your surprise?” Terry asked softly, breaking the intimate silence that had fell between them with a playful kiss on the tip of Veda’s nose. Veda looked at him in disbelief as she let out a cute string of giggles.

            “What do you mean second part of the surprise, Terry, this was more than enough. We’ve done so many amazing things today you don’t need to give me anything else” Veda said in a firm but playful tone as she wrapped her arms around Terry’s neck.

            “You already know you can’t talk me out of spoiling you, my sweet girl and it’s more along the lines of another romantic gesture versus a tangible gift but I hope you’ll like it all the same” Terry chuckled scooping her into his arms and making his way up the cobblestone steps towards the estate with a grin spread across his face.

            “I love everything you do for me Terry, you know that. I love you” Veda cooed nuzzling her face into his neck with a content smile on her face as a Terry placed a few soft kisses into her hair. She already knew how they’d be ending the night whether Terry was prepared for her to throw herself at him or not. They had only talked about sex a handful of times since the events of July 6th, Veda was sure she was more than ready, but Terry wanted her to be fully recovered before they finally took this step together. Technically her arm was still broken but all the other more important injuries both mental and physical had healed up just fine the swelling went down a few weeks ago so her promise ring fit on her left ring finger normally again, and it was all because of Terry. Veda couldn’t fathom giving her virginity to anyone that loved her any less than he did and that was why she was going to do whatever it took tonight to get Terry to let up on his adorable overprotective nature just a bit.

            “Here we go, pretty girl” Terry crooned, setting Veda down in front of him so he could push the large front door to the estate open to reveal the front entrance and staircase railings littered with hordes of pink flowers. Much like he had filled Kennedy Cottage for her the better half of that intimate fourth of July weekend they shared at the San Ysidro Ranch. Veda felt her eyes grow watery again as Terry wrapped his arms around her waist and peppered the side of her face with kisses.

            “Don’t cry baby girl, I still have to show you the terrace” Terry cooed reassuringly, Veda flashed him a reassuring smile as she turned around in his arms to pepper his face with kisses of her own while she ran her fingers through the ends of his dark curls. Terry let out a content sigh as Veda pulled back to gaze into his eyes with a coy smile on her face.

            “I’m just so happy, please show me the terrace my love” Veda said batting her eyes at him coyly already falling into her ploy of the innocent temptress. Terry looked at her with amusement swirling in his sparkling eyes though he already had a general idea of what thoughts were running through his sweet girl’s head. Terry found it adorable Veda still thought he couldn’t pick up on when she was trying to seduce him coyly or when she was so obviously getting horny for him. Terry stifled a chuckle as he lifted Veda off the ground ever so slightly and whisked her toward the staircase at a quick, playful pace.

            “Yes, my princess right away, my princess” Terry said teasingly, Veda giggled tightening her hold around Terry’s neck as he bounded up the stairs giving her playful kisses on her cheek and nose with every step he took. By the time he reached the top floor terrace Veda had tears streaming down her face from laughing so hard and Terry couldn’t help but laugh with her.

            “What do you think about cuddling under the stars tonight, hmm. I’ll light a fire and you slip into something more comfortable” Terry said wiping away a few of her stray tears with a thumb and a big grin on his face. Veda grinned at him nodding her head eagerly in response and placing a soft peck on his lips.

            “That sounds wonderful, Terry. Do you want me to get some blankets and pillows from the closet for us?” Veda asked sweetly, still playing with the ends of his hair in the same comforting manner she always did. Terry shook his head and finally took a step out onto the terrace so Veda could see what he had spent the morning setting up for them to enjoy this evening. Terry watched her pretty brown eyes sweep over the bundles of brightly colored pillows, blankets, pink flowers, and lanterns with such a pure form of joy it made his heart flutter and swell with pride knowing that he had been the one to put it there.

            “Oh, Terry” Veda said softly, seeming to be at a loss for words as she finally met his gaze though she really didn’t have to say anything because Terry already knew. Terry’s eyes softened as he set Veda back on her feet gently.

            “I know baby girl, why don’t you put on those comfy clothes while I start the fire, hmm” Terry said giving her a tender kiss on the forehead, Veda nodded giving him a sheepish smile before retreating into the house though the impish glint in her brown eyes wasn’t lost on Terry. He watched her pink dress disappear through the doorway and just knew he was in for a long night that would surely result in Veda getting exactly what she wanted because she really did have him wrapped around her little finger. Terry chuckled to himself as he lit a match and got to work on lighting the fire and turning on some more of his sweet girl’s favorite band on the boombox.

Meanwhile, Veda was down the hall tearing through her still half-packed suitcase in the master closet. An impish grin spread across her face as her fingers grasped the delicate fabric of what she’d been searching for. Veda giggled triumphantly to herself as she somehow managed to slip the delicate silky fabric under the beautiful but snug pink flower gown Terry had gifted her just this morning without having to unzip it. Which was perfect for the coy little seductive ploy she had in store for him. Veda couldn’t tell if it was simply her desire to have Terry and be with him completely at this very moment that was fueling her or if it was more the fact that Terry Silver had found the heart to tell her no for the first-time mere weeks ago…either way it just wouldn’t do. Even if it was coming from a genuine place of love and concern Veda had every intention of remedying what she deemed a rather silly hill to die on.

            Veda bit her lip as she tipped toed down the hall and back onto the terrace to find Terry leaning against the balcony rail with his head gazing up at the stars. Veda couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful he looked for once and found herself thinking of the night they shared at the Beverly Willshire on her birthday. When she found him in much of the same position staring out the window at the starry LA skyline in deep thought, she never did find out what he was thinking about that night. Veda crept further out onto the terrace and found herself wrapping her arms around his torso from behind the same way she had done back then taking a deep inhale of his comforting scent as she rested her cheek against his spine. She felt Terry place his large hand on top of her cast arm, gingerly drawing patterns on the back of her hand with his thumb.

            “What are you thinking about?” Veda asked softly, Terry made a soft ‘hmm’ as he turned around to face her with a soft smile and blue eyes that glittered in the warm glow of the crackling fire and glowing lanterns. Terry gently held her cast arm hand against his chest and reached out to draw more gently patterns on the side of her cheek.

            “Just about you, my beautiful angel” he cooed placing a tender kiss on her forehead before taking in her appearance with a hint of amusement in his eyes. “I thought you were changing into a comfy pajama set for me” Terry said in a slightly teasing tone as he let his hand fall to her bare shoulder. Veda smiled up at him innocently gazing up at him with the big eyes.

            “I was trying to, but my zipper is stuck could you help me, please?” Veda asked coyly batting her lashes at him, Terry nodded his head in acknowledgment with a deep chuckle as he caught the impish glint nestled in her big doe eyes once more. Terry watched Veda pointedly nibble on her lip while her small fingers started toying with the ends of his.

            “Hmm, it’s stuck huh. Let’s see what I can do sweetheart” Terry said, purposely dragging his long fingers over her bare shoulder in a teasing manner until small goosebumps formed on her tanned skin. Veda inhaled sharply and took a quick step forward leaving only enough space not to pinch her rough cast between them and rest her cheek against his chest to gaze up at him the way she always did. Terry let out another soft, breathy chuckle at how she somehow managed to be enticing and adorable all at the same time.

            “Are you sure it’s stuck baby, it looks okay from up here” Terry said in a soft teasing tone as he finally let his fingers settle on the small zipper of her dress. He could see some delicate white fabric just peeking out over one of her small shoulder blades and knew his sweet girl was finally gearing up to talk him out of his “no sex until you’re fully healed” rule. Terry was honestly surprised she hadn’t thought of playing innocent temptress sooner, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t really enjoying seeing her this way for him. Veda bit her lip and nodded at him with big eyes.

            “Yes, please help me Terry” Veda said in a soft, sultry tone that had Terry biting back a moan as he felt his cock twitch against his thigh. Terry let out a pleased sounding hum and leaned down to place gentle kisses on her shoulder before unzipping her dress at a slow pace, finding that he wanted to cherish every bit of this moment if she’d allow it. Terry watched the back of the dress fall open seemingly in slow motion but didn’t allow himself to look for too long.

            “I don’t know baby that opened up pretty easily for me” Terry said nonchalantly meeting her gaze with amused blue eyes watching as an endearing pink blush spread across her pretty cheeks. Veda bit her lip taking a teasing step away from him so the pink dress and all it’s cascading roses would fall to the ground, pooling at her feet to reveal a delicate white babydoll with pink and green floral detailing on the bodice. Terry swore he felt his heart melt as he registered that the babydoll in question was the first one he picked off the rack on their shopping trip for her birthday. Terry stared at her for a long moment, admiring her and all her beauty in the warm glow of the fire and couldn’t fathom how something that beautiful was real or what he had done to deserve someone like Veda.

            “You said to wear it when I was ready” Veda said softly with a coy smile on her face as she reached down to throw the gown over one of the terrace chairs. “It’s too pretty to be on the ground like that” she muttered more to herself than him, but Terry couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched her fold the gown neatly before approaching him with a sultry glint in her eyes that Terry still found incredibly endearing for some reason.

            “I thought we agreed to wait until your arm wasn’t broken, sweetheart.” Terry said with an amused grin watching as Veda immediately started trying to undo the buttons on his black dress shirt with her small hands.

            “What broken arm, I don’t see one.” Veda said batting her eyes at him coquettishly as she shifted her broken arm under his blazer with an innocent smile on her face. Terry chuckled rolling his eyes at her playfully.

            “Oh, you know the one you’re trying to hide under my blazer right now. The one you took pain killers for two times today, baby. I think you can take some more now if you need it,” Terry cooed, gently pulling her arm from under his blazer with concern nestled in his eyes at the fact that most of her skin around the cast was still bruised but at least her promise ring fit on her finger again.

            “Well, then distract me from the pain, my love. I just want to be yours and I want you to be mine” Veda said softy, Terry’s eyes softened as he reached out to stroke soft, reassuring patterns on her cheek and maintained her gaze with devotion nestled in his orbs.

            “Veda baby, I am, you are. You’re my sweet girl. I’m yours…” Terry said wholeheartedly, as he reached forward to cradle her face in his hands and draw soothing circles on her cheeks. Veda gazed back at him with a slight pout on her plump lips, cutely furrowed brows, and the biggest pair of puppy dog eyes she could muster.

            “Then show me Terry” Veda whispered in a low seductive tone her small hands fisted the lapels of his blazer sharply and with one swift tug, she captured Terry in a passionate kiss that left him breathless. Terry moaned into the kiss and moved to pull her flush against his chest once more, but Veda broke the kiss before he had the chance. Veda bit back a smug smirk as she stared back at a now very flustered Terry with a triumphant glint in her eyes. Terry bit back a smile of his own as he stared back at her in awed admiration.

            “That was a little mean don’t you think, baby girl” Terry said with a playful pout on his face and a faint glint of hunger in his blue eyes. Veda innocently batted her eyes at him still biting down on her lip as she back walked to take a seat on the mound of brightly colored pillows, blankets, and pink flowers. Terry found she looked even more ethereal than usual surrounded by flowers all dressed up in a white, very innocent looking babydoll with the crackling fire casting a romantic golden glow on her tanned skin and lit up her big brown eyes.

“Come here baby boy” Veda cooed, beckoning him to her with a small finger in a way that reminded him of their morning rituals in the Dynatox elevators a time when he only dreamt of her being like this for him. Terry couldn’t help but want to savor every second of it if tonight was the night Veda was going to be his completely, he wanted to engrain every expression on her face, every sound she made, and every touch they shared in his mind forever. Terry shrugged off his blazer and tossed it next to her neatly folded gown on the chair before stalking over to take a seat next to her on the makeshift bed he had crafted just this morning with a soft smile on his face. He reached up to stroke her cheek as he gazed deeply into her eyes once more and trailed his free hand over the rough exterior of the cast on her left arm gingerly watching the way her promise ring glittered in the fire light.

“Is it bothering you right now?” Terry asked in a soft but serious tone because he still had an overwhelming urge for her to be as relaxed and comfortable as possible. He still had every intention of being as gentle with his sweet girl as he could. Of course, he had promised to make her first time special and while Seattle was a far cry from Paris, he couldn’t deny every second of today had been just as blissfully perfect for him as it had been for her.

“It doesn’t hurt too bad right now and my arm doesn’t affect my legs anyway, Terrence” Veda said in a distant but familiar saucy tone that had Terry’s heart fluttering and a blush spreading across his cheeks. Veda stared up at him with a small coy smile and one of the most impish glints, Terry had ever seen in those pretty brown doe eyes.

“Terrence” Terry said with a soft chuckle Terry stared back at her in disbelief, finding it hard to believe there was a time when he found her bratty proclivities any less bewitching and sensual than they actually were. “I just want you to be sure, sweetheart” Terry crooned in a sincere tone, Veda’s coy smile softened into one of her reassuring ones and she leaned forward to give him a soft kiss on the lips.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything, Terry” Veda crooned with sincere brown eyes, Terry didn’t hesitate and pulled her into a kiss that managed to be loving, intimate, and deeply passionate all at the same time. Veda moaned into the kiss and tangled her fingers into the ends of Terry’s soft black curls and found herself trying to free them from their confines instinctively. She felt Terry chuckle softly against her before letting her up for air with a teasing smile on his face.

“Okay baby girl” Terry cooed breathlessly turning his head for her a bit so she could undo his ponytail with more ease before returning the sentiment. Terry bowed down, placing kisses on Veda’s shoulder as his hands gingerly took out all the pins holding her thick black waves in place at the top of her head. Terry leaned back to watch her dark waves cascade down her back and around her face in a way that made her appear even more heavenly than she already did to him. Veda let out a content sigh feeling Terry’s long fingers tangle in her hair gently and found herself running her hands through Terry’s soft hair a few times in reply each pass they made only made their desire for the other intensify. Terry resumed trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses and teasing nibbles along Veda’s neck and shoulder in a way that had her letting out a moan and pressing her chest against his. Terry smiled against the fresh love bite forming on her neck and soothed the tender spot with his tongue with one hand still tangled in her hair and his other trailing up her soft, bare thigh.

“Stop teasing me, Terry” Veda whined with a slight saucy edge in her tone as her small hand tugged on his hair playfully. Terry withdrew his face from her neck, looking up at her with an amused glint in his eyes and a small smirk as he stopped his hand just under her delicate white skirt and gave her thigh a soft, playful pinch that made her clamp her thighs together. Veda pouted at him narrowing her eyes at him in playful warning with a dusty blush spreading across her cheeks as she toyed with the buttons on his shirt with her promise ring still glittering.

“I’m not teasing you sweetheart; I just really need you warmed me tonight okay. I want you to feel good” Terry crooned, helping her unbutton his shirt with a very happy looking smile on his face before gently urging her to lay upon the mound of pillows as he shrugged off the black fabric and let it pool somewhere in the cozy heap. Veda felt her heartrate pick up a bit in anticipation as she laid back on the heap of pillows and gazed up at Terry. She could feel him run his fingers from her face to her shoulder and down the length of her arms in feather light touches. That made her clit throb for some attention but in that moment, Veda found that she couldn’t take her eyes off Terry’s even as breathless and downright horny as she was for him right now. Terry looked down at her with soft blue eyes before lying by her side the same way he’d done all those nights ago at the Beverly Wilshire with one of his hands stroking her dark hair.

“Are you comfortable, baby?” Terry asked giving her a tender kiss on the forehead, Veda nodded flashing him a breathless, reassuring smile and reached out to play with his loose curls softly.

“Yes, I’m always comfortable with you Terry don’t worry. I love you now, please touch me” Veda said giving Terry a kiss on the temple that made his heart flutter, and his blue eyes soften even more than either of them thought was possible. Terry let out a pleased hum and captured her in a kiss filled with so much love and devotion Veda felt like she was flying. They parted for air and stared at each other with soft, content smiles and loving eyes.

“I love you so much Veda, you’re so cute when you’re demanding, sweetheart. Don’t worry I’m going to take good care of you and your pretty little pussy.” Terry purred, gently popping one of her ample breasts out of the innocent looking babydoll with a teasing smile that had Veda flushing a bright shade of red and her clit throbbing eagerly. Veda moaned maintaining Terry’s intense gaze as he closed his mouth around her nipple, sucking and teasing it in the way they both enjoyed. Terry gave her other ample breast the same treatment and listened to the soft symphony of cries and moans that fell from her plump lips while he stared deeply into her brown eyes. Veda stared back at him with dazed loving eyes.

“You know I love this, my love but I’d really love it if we could move a bit faster” Veda breathed out loosening her grasp on his curls to run her fingers through them instead with a coy smile. Terry unlatched his mouth from her nipple and leaned up to give her a soft peek on the lips with a coy smile of his own and a breathy chuckle as he finally moved his hands under the skirt of the delicate white babydoll.

“It’s not my fault you’re so gorgeous, Veda.  I can’t help but want to savor you, I’ve wanted this for such a long time, I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you my sweet girl.” Terry cooed, running his fingers over the soft flushed skin of her toned waist gingerly but his blue eyes stayed trained on hers as she gifted him with a pretty moan and needy brown eyes filled with lust. Terry had dreamt of this moment since the day she walked into his office nearly seven months ago and now that it was finally unfolding in front of him, he couldn’t help but want to take his time. Veda pulled him into another sweet kiss before resting her forehead against his and running her left hand down the length of his cheek softly.

“I want you too Terry, so please” Veda whispered gazing at him with big doe eyes that made Terry’s heart feel like it might burst. Terry let out one of his pleased rumbles and nodded his head pushing up the delicate white fabric of her babydoll. Terry took a moment to pepper Veda’s face with hundreds of feather-like kisses that made both of their hearts swell with the purest form of love and devotion either of them had ever felt. Terry cooed her with praise and reassuring words as he trailed hot opened mouthed kisses down her throat, across her breasts, and down her stomach holding her gaze as he stopped his path just above her panties. Veda nodded giving him a breathless noise of approval in reply to the silent question his blue eyes were asking her in the warm glow of the fire. She watched Terry place a few gentle kisses on her hips before hooking his fingers in the waistband of her matching white floral panties and tugging them down the length of her tanned legs. Veda pulled her knees up to her chest so he wouldn’t stray too far away from her, Terry chuckled as Veda flashed him a bashful looking smile.

“You’re so cute, sweetheart” Terry said leaning down to place a few tender kisses on the thin red and white scars the broken window had left on her knees those weeks ago. Veda reached down to run her fingers through his dark curls and sat up to give him a soft peek on the temple once more.

“I just want you close to me” she crooned; Terry’s eyes softened as they looked at her adoringly and he let his hand trail back up her thigh nestling it just against her slick folds. Veda let out a breathy moan opening up her legs for him instantaneously.

“I know baby, I just have to make sure you’re wet and relaxed enough for me okay. You want to cum for me” Terry cooed, Veda nodded laying back down on the cozy pile of pillows and blankets with a sultry moan, an act of submission that made Terry’s cock twitch against his thigh eagerly.

“You’re such a good girl, so perfect for me” Terry praised her adoringly, as he slid a finger along her folds. “Your pretty pussy is so wet for me already baby” Terry groaned taking in just how wet her tight, pretty heat was for him already with borderline lecherous blue eyes. Veda let out another sultry moan at his tastefully raunchy praise, she always wondered how Terry had the power to put her right on the edge of an orgasm without even really touching her. Terry knew she was close already and wondered how many times she’d come undone for him before he finally made her his.

“Terry” Veda moaned gazing down at him with lust filled eyes as she absent-mindedly toyed with one of her nipples. Terry moaned placing a few soft kisses on her inner thigh as he watched her small fingers roll the hard tip in a way that came off so innocent to him.

“Oh Veda, you’re driving me crazy right now. You’re so beautiful keep doing that for me hmm” Terry crooned, still toying with her wet folds with one hand, his other reached up to give her other nipple the same attention before he let his tongue taste her sweet heat with a loud moan of his own. Veda let out a soft cry as Terry lapped over her swollen bud and thrust his tongue inside of her heat getting her as wet for him as humanly. Before he allowed himself to slide a finger inside of her tight entrance, gingerly stretching her out with one finger and then two, pumping and angling them inside of her until her moans were echoing out into the starry Seattle night sky. Terry made a pleased hum against her sweet folds as his blue eyes took in every expression that washed over her pretty face. She could be as loud as she wanted for as long as she wished here their nearest neighbor was a good couple of miles up the road.

“Can you take one more finger for me, sweetheart” Terry asked softly, pausing his laps to give her a few more kisses on her now trembling thighs and trailed them back up her stomach. Veda made a breathless noise of approval and nodded her head at him frantically gazing at him with big eyes. Normally Terry would urge her to use her words but the way her brown eyes were pleading for him to keep going was more than enough for him right now. Terry carefully slid a third finger inside of her for the first time ever and paused for a second to search for any hint of discomfort before using his thumb making quick circles over her clit.

Veda moaned feeling the familiar bubbly warm sensation of pressure building up deep inside of her before it bubbled over, and she let out loud shriek of ecstasy, she swore her walls were clenching more vigorously around Terry’s fingers than they ever had before. Terry moaned, savoring the feel of her tight heat clenching around his fingers rapidly and kept them inside of her. Even as he snaked an arm under her back and pulled Veda’s trembling dazed body into his chest. Terry whispered sweet nothings in her ear and placed tender kisses on her shoulder as he worked her through her orgasm. Veda took a while to come back to her senses but when she did, she found it in her to lean up and pepper Terry’s face with kisses of her own before gazing up at him with a dreamy smile on her face. Terry smiled back at her softly, still circling her clit with his thumb lightly as his eyes looked deeply into hers searching for a tell.

“Do you want to stop?” Terry asked softly, Veda shook her head flashing him a reassuring smile and looking at him with sincere brown eyes.

“No, I want to keep going, I want to feel you inside” Veda whispered running her hand down the length of Terry’s face. Terry leaned into her touch gazing deeply into her eyes and gently removed his fingers from her tight, wet heat to undo his dress slacks and slide them and his boxers down the length of his legs in one quick movement. Terry reached out and grasped the delicate white fabric of the babydoll with a soft smile on his face. Veda mirrored his expression as put her arms up and let Terry gently tug the silky dress over her head and lay it gently on the ground in a way that managed to be sensual and romantic at the same time. Terry sat for a long while gently caressing her soft skin with the pads of his fingers, admiring the way the moonlight and the crackling warm firelight seemed to illuminate her in a blanket of silver and gold just for him. Veda ran her fingers along the back of Terry’s shoulders and down the length of his toned chest delicately and gazed at him with rosy cheek feeling equal amounts loved and dizzy as he finally kissed her with a tender passion, she didn’t know was possible.

“Can I lay you down my gorgeous girl” Terry breathed out, breaking the kiss so they both could breathe he busied himself with running his hands through her soft hair as he placed soft kisses on her cheek and lips. Veda nodded mirroring his kisses and running her hands through his dark curls she let Terry softly lay her back on top of the mound of plush pillows another gentle act of submission that made his heart and cock flutter. Terry settled himself between her legs, looking down at her with unadulterated love and devotion as he slid a long finger between her pretty folds, making sure she was still as prepped for him as she could be. Veda stared up at him as a soft moan escaped her lips at the feel of his thumb making quick circles over her clit and the warm sensation of another climax on the horizon.

“Are you still okay” Terry asked, giving her more tender kisses on her forehead then she could count. Veda nodded she still wanted it and him more than anything, but she couldn’t help the way she tensed when his thick head brushed against her entrance. Sometimes she forgot how big he actually was even with their devoted hours of worshipping each other, she still struggled to get most of him in her mouth.

“I’ll be gentle, I’ve got you sweetheart, always…remember” Terry whispered, untangling her left hand from his hair he laced his fingers with hers and let his long fingers play with her promise ring as a gentle reminder that he was in this whether she decided she was ready for this or not. Terry heard a couple shaky breaths escape Veda’s lips and leaned down to rest his forehead against hers waiting for her to give him some semblance of consent though he was keen to let her take all night if she had to. Veda let out a content sigh as she felt her nerves slowly dissipate and her breathing return back to normal.

“I’m ready my love, keep going” Veda whispered tangling her right hand in his hair she looked up at Terry with loving brown eyes. Terry let out a content sigh of his own, he gingerly kissed her injured arm before he carefully placed it beside her head with their fingers still delicately intertwined and their foreheads still pressed together. Terry positioned himself at her entrance once more and slowly pushed forward still gazing deeply into her eyes. Veda gasped feeling his thick head and shaft make its way inside of her for the first time slowly, with a more intense burning sensation and a dull pain than she was expecting. Terry kept his eyes trained on Veda’s face, watching as she shut her eyes sharply and tensed beneath him with a soft cry, squeezing his hand as tight as she could with a cast in the way. Terry paid very little mind to the way the cast’s rough exterior dug into the palm of his hand, he halted his surge forward and rushed to soothe her when caught a glimpse of a few tears escaping the corners of her eyes.

“You hold on as long as need, baby, it’s okay. I know this is a lot to take but you’re doing so well, my sweet girl” Terry cooed her reassuringly, taking a moment to gingerly wipe and kiss the stray tears from her cheeks. Veda relaxed at the tender action, fluttering her eyes open to look at him as a silent signal to keep going. “Take a deep breath for me, sweetheart” Terry coaxed softly, watching Veda do her best to breath as he pushed the rest of his length inside of her tight heat for the first time. A soft whimper escaped Veda’s lips as Terry entered her fully, stretching her out in way that made her feel so full, so breathless, and somehow so complete all at the same time. Terry let out a soft moan as he felt her walls flutter around his cock so perfectly, he felt a bit dazed as he reached down rub her clit in tender circles with his thumb and peppered her face with adoring kisses.

“You did such a good job, you’re such a good girl” Terry praised her accenting every word with an adoring kiss on her face and another pass over her clit. Veda let out a breathy moan as her walls relaxed around Terry’s cock and the dull pain of taking his big shaft for the first time died down enough for her to test out moving her hips. Terry couldn’t help the content smile that spread across his face as he watched the discomfort on Veda’s face fade away. Finding that he’d be keen to let her just experiment forever if it meant her looking up at him this serene.

“Do you want more sweetheart?” Terry asked giving her a few gentle kisses on the cheek, Veda nodded still clutching his hand in hers and she ran her fingers through his hair with a small smile on her lips. “Use your words for me baby, tell me what you want” Terry said in a soft teasing tone watching as an adorable blush spread across her cheeks.

“Please Terry, I want to feel you” Veda sighed, Terry let out a please hum that turned into a deep moan as he pulled himself out of her tight heat halfway before thrusting back into her slowly. Not wanting to overwhelm her with too much too fast he sets a slow, deep pace only increasing the lengths of his pumps when Veda gifts him with a string of unrestrained moans and cries. Veda dug her nails into the back of Terry’s neck as he rutted in and out of her heat at a slow but pleasurable rate still rubbing her clit with his thumb and giving her sweet kisses along her collarbone. Somehow managing to hold her gaze all the while, he watched her every move with adoring blue eyes and maintained his controlled thrusts even as a string of cooed praises and uninhibited moans and groans of his own filled the air.

“You feel so good, Veda” Terry purred, capturing her in another tender passionate kiss that had Veda letting out a muffled, sultry moan into his mouth. She could feel the warm bubbly sensation of her second orgasm building inside of her far too quickly for her liking. Terry felt it too, he quickened the pace of the circles he was making on her clit and broke their kiss to gaze deeply into her eyes again.

  “Don’t hold it in baby girl, I want to feel your pretty little pussy cum for me” Terry crooned thrusting into her tight heat again as he placed a reassuring kiss on her check. Veda moaned holding his gaze as she started matching his slow thrusts with her hips and running her fingers along the length of his cheek lightly.

“Oh, Terry I want to feel you cum for me too” Veda whispered staring up at him with big, needy brown eyes that were filled with adoration in its purest form. Terry leaned into the palm of her hand for a moment, his blue eyes asking her a silent question in the warm golden glow of the fire. Veda flashed him a reassuring smile as if she read his mind, sometimes they both swore they really could.

“Go ahead, my love you’re not hurting me. I love you so much” Veda cooed leaning forward to pepper his face with kisses that made Terry’s heart feel like it might burst. Terry let out a pleased sounding murmur, pulling Veda in for a sweet kiss before gradually increasing the pace of his thrusts and resumed his quick circles on her swollen bud while he stared deeply into her eyes. Veda let out another sultry moan as she felt her climax rebuilding itself in her core at the new speed of Terry’s deep thrusts and wondered how Terry was still managing to be so gentle with her. Terry laid a few sweet kisses on Veda’s cheek watching her intently as he felt his own climax brewing.

"I love you too, my sweet girl" Terry cooed as his thrusts inside of her became more erratic as he felt Veda dig her nails into the back of his neck and gift him with a pretty moan of his name as she gazed up at him through dazed eyes. Terry groaned at the sound and frantically rubbed her swollen sensitive bud with adoration swirling in his eyes.

"You make me so happy, let me feel you my good girl" Terry coxed gently. Veda cried out Terry's name loud enough for it to echo into the starry night sky as the pressure building within her core finally bubbled over and her second orgasm crashed in on her even more intensely than first one.

"That's my good girl, that's my Veda" Terry grunted, coming undone at the feel Veda's tight walls clenching and fluttering around his cock even more vigorously than they had around his fingers. Their shared moans of ecstasy melded together as Terry's warm load nestled deep inside Veda's tight, fluttering heat. Both of them felt strangely whole as they gazed at each other still completely intertwined on a pile of cascading blankets and plush pillows. Terry took a moment to catch his breath before rushing to tend to a trembling Veda. Still a bit dazed as aftershocks racked through her small body. Veda still managed to give Terry a shy smile and reached out towards him big brown doe eyes. Terry beamed down at her reassuringly as he snaked his arms under her shaky form carefully.

"I've got you Veda, sweetheart does anything hurt? How's your arm" Terry cooed pulling her into his chest and placing tender kisses in her hair. He trailed his hands down her back and arms in the form of soothing circles.

"Nothing hurts, Romeo my arm still feels just fine, and it still doesn't affect my legs" Veda said giving him a teasing kiss on the tip of his nose. Terry raised an eyebrow at her and let out a soft chuckle as he gazed at her with amused loving blue eyes.

"I just like taking care of you" Terry said, pouting at her playfully Veda's eyes softened a bit as she gazed back at him with a reassuring smile on her lips.

"I know that my love that's why I think you’re the greatest, prettiest, sweetest most perfect boyfriend in the entire world. You always take care of me, and I love you" Veda said whole heartedly before leaning up to pepper his cheek with adoring kisses. Terry let out a content sigh, placing his left hand on top of hers so both of their rings were gleaming in the warm glow of the fire and the silver rays of the moonlight.

"I love you too and I'll always take care of you, Veda regardless of..." Terry coaxed gazing at Veda with sincere, loving eyes and a soft smile that always made her heart flutter.

"Time or circumstance" Veda said just above a whisper.

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[bramblesbriars]

Middle of the Night: Chapter 1

Terry Silver is a prominent business owner, who happens to be a powerful vampire leader in the LA area. From waste disposal to escort services, Terry has a market for just about everything. But when a strapping new intern arrives from the local community college, he begins to rethink his priorities.

Trigger warning: This story is filled with drugs, smut and less than pleasant situations. If these bother you in any way, please, DO NOT READ. Definitely 18+. You've been warned.

First days were always the hardest, that’s what Mr. Miyagi had told him anyway as he scuffled from the table and headed out the door that morning. As helpful as the advice was meant to be, it only made Daniel nervous on the drive over to the place, nearly getting lost at one light. He had made the drive before, twice even, and a little anxiety was going to throw off his whole day? He shook his head, doing his best to shake it off as he pulled into the parking lot of the massive building, glancing at the sign out front.

DynaTox Industries was a well-known staple in the area, as was it’s owner, Mr. Silver. He seemed to be a pretty decent guy, always participating in charities and community programs. That was the only reason Daniel got accepted to the internship program in the first place, no million dollar company would have dreamed of taking in a pathetic community college intern unless they were showing a little pity. The entire admissions process had been intense and a little extreme though, yet not once had Daniel met the mysterious executive.

With this in mind, he wondered if he would get a chance to see the man on his first day in with the other interns. Not that it mattered much, he expected to be working with a supervisor or something in the sales departments, that was his focus anyway. It was just always nice to know who you were working for.

The building was plated in glass, reflecting Daniel’s awkward form back at him as he made the trek up to the revolving doors, heading inside. Exotic plants decorated the entry way, the teen pausing to touch a petal of one of the flowers to see if it was real. The purple flake broke into his hand causing him to panic and tuck it into the pot before he darted over to a nearby desk where a lady sat. He gave his best smile, weight shifting from foot to foot when her gaze found him.

“Welcome to DynaTox Industries. How may I help you?” The woman flashed a kind smile, hands folded over her workstation as she addressed Daniel.

“Hi, I’m Daniel LaRusso, I'm an intern” He started, adjusting the bag on his shoulder. “I was wondering where I’m supposed to be. It’s my first day.”

“Oh, right, one of the interns.” The assistant checked the index card holder on her desk. “La…LaRusso…Ah, here you are.” After a moment of reading the card, she wrote down some information on a slip of paper and passed it to the teen. “You’re going to floor three, conference room B. There should be someone there to help you.”

“Thank you so much.” Daniel nodded, rushing towards an elevator just before the doors were about to close. He clutched the piece of paper in his fist, glancing over it as the elevator ascended to his floor just to give himself something to do. Once the car paused on the third floor, he hesitated before stepping out into the hall where a some other people lingered.

A few other interns congregated in the hallway, Daniel spotting them by their dazed looks and questionable attire. Despite his best effort to smile and appear approachable, none of the others paid him any mind, nor did they speak to each other. He figured it was every man for himself around there, but still, he had to at least try to be civil. He was going to be stuck with most of these people for a few months, the last thing he wanted to do was to piss everyone off on his first day there.

Per the assistant’s directions, Daniel scoped out the right conference room, surprised to find an elderly lady waiting for him. She was helpful though, giving Daniel his name tag and a folder of paperwork. Most of it needed to be signed and returned, but the brunt of it was information on the company and its owner. The pamphlets would come in handy for his paper later on, and he did have an interest in how the company worked. He didn’t like to be superficial of others, but he wondered if the other interns actually cared about why they were there or if they only saw a multi million-dollar company and flocked to it. DynaTox hadn’t been his first choice for an internship, but they were the ones who had accepted him, and he was grateful for it.

“You’ll be shadowing our sales team.” The old woman explained. “There will be another intern joining you later this week, so you won’t be the only greenhorn around for long.” Her leathery face crinkled into a smile. “You seem like a good kid, you’ll fit right in.”

“Thanks, Miss Margaret.” Daniel smiled, but his nerves pinched the ends of it, a hand bunched at the hem of his shirt. “Where do I get started? I mean, what will I be doing?”

“For now, just shadowing, watching.” Margaret shooed him towards the door, making sure he had the file in his arm. “Mr. Silver would have a heart attack if interns touched anything.”

Mr. Silver. The name sounded so refined and regal, Daniel had to at least acknowledge that. No wonder the guy was rich and owned a nice chunk of the valley, he probably came from a prominent family with a name like that. That’s where his mind wandered off to when Margaret spoke, not where he was supposed to be or what he was meant to be doing. He blinked then when he heard his name, inhaling a sharp breath.

“Just shadow the sales team, got it. Thank you, Miss Margaret.” Daniel again grinned for the old woman, who by then had turned to walk away, going towards the elevator. He sighed, trying to recall where exactly the sales team was.

It took some trial and error, a little embarrassing, but he found the assistant head of the sales team. A balding man, who was not nearly as talkative or friendly as he was hoping he was going to be, who made sure Daniel did nothing but stand back and watch. Later he was introduced to the actual head of the team, the lady far nicer but still pretty strict. It was during this interaction that he learned what he was mostly going to be doing over the next few months.

Coffee duty.

Oh, he was seething, the mild scent of sandalwood seeping into his clothes. What was he supposed to learn by just standing and watching? That wasn’t how he learned karate, and that wasn’t how he expected to learn how to run a business. If that was the case then he guessed he shouldn’t have even gone to college. He almost hadn’t taken the risk, but Mr. Miyagi had convinced him to push himself further. Whether he would make it or not was still up in there air.

For the time being, he found himself running back from the nearest coffee shop with orders for nearly every member of the sales team. He was lucky to have a drink carrier, but hot beverages and cardboard don’t always mix. He didn’t spill any, but he stopped just short of losing the entire carrier, setting it down on a table in a waiting area. Daniel adjusted the cups and again tried to pick it up, one of the drinks tilting a bit. He was quick to set it back down, muttering a curse under his breath.

“Do you need help with that?” A voice came from next to the teen, soft and amused.

Daniel’s eyes met an icy blue stare, freezing him in place for a second. The man beside him looked so out of place, pale skin, raven hair, and eyes that just screamed intense. His clothes fit the part though, the guy decked out in a fancy business suit. He looked a little too nice to be working there though. Who was this guy?

“Oh, no, I’ve got it.” Daniel was quick to try and grab the carrier again, but the same thing happened. “Yeah, I might need some help actually. Thanks.”

“No problem.” The man picked up three of the coffees, while Daniel grabbed the other two. “It’s not easy being the intern.” The teen shot a look over at the guy who smirked. “It’s not hard to tell. You’re all over the place.”

“That easy, huh?” Daniel chewed his lip, kicking himself for looking like such an idiot. He led the way to the elevator, punching three with his elbow once they both were inside. There was something about this guy’s scent that made Daniel sway, he couldn’t put a finger on it. It wasn’t like any alpha scent he had smelt before, it was stronger.

“It gets easier, so I hear.” While he spoke, the man cut a glance over at Daniel, tracing his profile. Daniel tried to avoid the man’s wandering stare while they stood there together, but it was hard to ignore. Was it his clothes? He had worn the best clothes he had, but he didn’t have too much to pick from, hoping he could buy new stuff with his first pay check.

“I just wish people would let me do something.” He sighed. “I get I’m an intern and a student, but I can’t learn if I don’t do anything.” Daniel huffed the last part, stepping out onto the floor when the doors opened up. The man followed behind him, mouth slightly pursed and brows arched.

“So, you’re a kinaesthetic learner.” When Daniel gave the man a confused look he laughed. “You learn by doing. You’re a physical learner.”

“Oh, well, yeah.” Daniel shook his head at the strange word the man used. “I just hope this entire intern thing isn’t going to be like this the whole time.” The beta sighed as he paused at the conference room door to open it.

“If they see potential in you then they’ll give you a chance.” He set the coffees he held on a console table by the door before motioning towards it. “I better get going. Me and these guys don’t really get along.” It was a strange thing to say, but Daniel brushed it off, realizing he didn’t get the man’s name.

“Oh, I’m Daniel, by the way.” He wedged his foot in the door to keep it open, disappointed he couldn’t shake the guy’s hand like a professional.

“I know. It’s on your shirt.” The man cut a sly grin Daniel’s way as he pointed to his name tag, before turning and walking down the hallway.

The guy hadn’t even given him his name! How rude could one person be? Well, he did help him carry the coffees to the room, but wouldn’t go inside? Daniel found himself troubled by the exchange the rest of the day, zoning out a good portion of the time that the sales team were going over figures that he could barely understand. He recalled what the man said, that if they saw potential in him that they would give him a shot. But how was he supposed to show any potential by just standing around?

As the work day drew to a close, the murmurings of a get together at a bar across town reached his ears. Something about celebrating the arrival of the new interns or some nonsense like that. Daniel didn’t see the harm in it, not a big drinker but he saw it as a chance to meet some of the other people he worked with. It was all a part of the college experience, right?

Some folks went home after work to change, while the majority of others left work and immediately went to the bar. Daniel was one of those people, not wanting to explain to Mr. Miyagi why he was leaving home after getting back from work. He wasn’t exactly dressed for a night out, clad in dress pants and a sweater, but he didn’t look bad. There were plenty of other people in the bar who looked worse than he did.

Once other employees from the company began to filter into the bar, Daniel tried to strike up conversations with a few of them. Some ignored him, while others referred to him as a child and outright insulted him. There were a couple who humored the teen, it mostly being the younger women of the company, batting their eyes at him and asking how his first day was. Daniel didn’t mind the attention, it was a nice change after losing touch with a few of his old flames. The wounds were still a little fresh though, and most of the conversations died down soon after they began.

Daniel found himself at the bar halfway through the night, ordering Dr. Pepper and people watching to pass the time. He had tried to order a beer, but the bartender wouldn’t let him, just chuckling at him and giving him a soda on the house. Even when he was trying to be badass, he couldn’t win. So he sat there, drinking his soda and staring off at the other bar goers. Until a familiar voice echoed from beside him.

“Whiskey, please. Neat.”

The man from earlier perched on the bar stool next to Daniel, now dressed in blue jeans and a long sleeve shirt. His dark hair was slicked back into a ponytail, a few stray pieces curling around his forehead and ears. Daniel was quiet while he cut his eyes over at the man, the same odd scent of smoke filling his nose. It made sense that he would be there too. The guy did work at the company. But for him to find Daniel at the bar like that? It was weird. As if on cue, the man seemed to focus in on Daniel’s insecurity.

“Oh, hey, Daniel.” The man grinned, sipping his whiskey. “How was the rest of the sales meeting?”

“Boring.” The brunette admitted as he picked at his cuticles. “I did get to drink one of the coffees though. Apparently, I messed up the order.” He shrugged then, tan cheeks flushed. “What branch are you in…You know I never got your name!”

“Terry.” He held a handout to the teen, who gave it a firm shake. “Ah, I really do a little bit of everything. I’m particularly good at business management, the administration side.” Terry explained, gesturing with his hand before taking another sip of his drink. “So, you want to go into sales, is that right?”

“Oh, I don’t know yet. I just know I’m interested in business. I’d like to have my own someday.” It was the first time Daniel really smiled that evening, the once agitating scent of smoke now oddly comforting. “Not sure what kind yet, but I’d like to have my name on a sign some kind of way.”

“That’s a pretty big ambition. All you need is the drive to get there.” Terry finished his drink, nodding to the bartender for another. “And maybe some money.”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m going to save everything I get from this internship…” Daniel paused when the other laughed. “What?”

“This internship doesn’t pay its interns. Most internships don’t actually.” Terry thanked the bartender when he got his drink, setting it aside. “So you won’t be making anything, Danny-boy.”

It was definitely news to him. He had specifically applied to the DynaTox internship program because it offered a paid internship and now some guy was telling him that it was a lie? It had to be a joke. But what if it wasn’t? That meant he was going to have to find some other way to save up money while also going to school, and that hadn’t been part of his thinking going into this. Daniel went quiet, pushing his empty glass around on the counter.

A hand pressed into his back then, the pressure soft against his spine. He blinked, head snapping round to meet Terry’s electric gaze and faint smile. Daniel’s mouth opened though no words left him, the strangest sensation jostled through his veins to have another man look at him that way. Specifically, to have that man look at him that way.

“If you’re strapped for cash I know a way you can make some extra money.” Terry kept his voice low, sliding his hand down Daniel’s back and off his hip. The teen tensed when the man did that, averting his eyes. “It’s totally discreet. I mean, hell, how do you think all the other interns are making their money?”

Daniel’s body warmed. Was this guy really propositioning him? He dug in his pocket for his wallet, pulling it out only to drop it on the floor. He slid from the bar stool to grab it, but a foot stopped him. A lump settled in his throat as he stared at the shoe that rest on his wallet, not daring to look up.

“Let me get those for you, Danny-boy.” Terry slid his foot off Daniel’s wallet then got out his own, paying for both of their tabs. The teen snatched up his wallet, ready to run out of the bar when a voice called after him. “Remember what I said, Daniel. Think about it.”

Was he desperate enough to consider such a thing? No, never, that was disgusting. Besides, he had never been with anyone, why would he drop as low as to have his first time be with someone he didn’t even know? And for a few bucks too? He wasn’t ready to be that pathetic. He preferred to be a broke loser than a floozy degenerate. The entire incident left him shaken and made him regret ever asking the guy his name.