#trins thoughts

[luna-loveboop]

Ok Sky and Hyrule

I have tried forever to write up a good Sky and Hyrule post. I wanna clarify their relationship because it is kind of hard to make sense of, and I've had several ask after I mentioned my thinking that they have issues in this post. However I am tired and just want the thoughts out there, so I'm just gonna give a low-effort post with a bunch of screenshots. Read. Have fun.

Hyrule is very stubborn and Sky is very stubborn. They do not vibe. The clearest starting point of them butting heads was in divine dark reflections when Hyrule showed his ability to get ahead of himself and left Sky behind, something Sky does not take kindly too.

They fight with opposite hands, which isn't a problem when Hyrule is fighting with Wars for example, but with Sky they don't fight well together and clash.

We don't see these two clash that much bc they are both very friendly people! So I think them actively scowling at each other after they bumped elbows is pretty telling. They have beef with each other ok.

HOWEVER for the positive aspects of their irritatingly-ambiguous relationship, their main point of bonding is the master sword. Yeah. bc Hyrule can wield it and Sky falls in love /plat lol with anyone who compliments it

They also both like to joke around/prank others, so they have that in common too yay!

AnD ANothEr thING! Sky can be Very judgy about appearance, and those traits obviously carried over into lu from sksw canon. Whereas Wars showed respect towards Hyrule despite him not being a knight, we never got that from Sky. What internal thoughts does Sky have about the humble traveler?

Sky can tend to be prideful, and Hyrule absolutely could not be prideful. Rulie is still confident in who he is! Firecracker boy. Also they both can have tempers and are stubborn.

Random note: Hyrule thinks himself incapable compared to the knights, but in the discord Jojo mentioned at one point that she thought Hyrule could hold his own in a fight against Sky due to his own skill set. No. Sharing. Discord. Documents. Outside. Of. There. Casual mention only. Mhmm. So I think this is ok. I'm gonna set the discord rules as my wallpaper I check them so often. anyways.

Also please note that I am NOT hating on either of the babies, I love them very much and BOTH have flaws in their relationship with the other. The thing that's so hard about Sky and Hyrule's relationship is that they are both so very friendly it's hard to discern. They're two nice guys who wanna chill! But they do not chill or vibe with the other, most of the time Sky and Hyrule are not commonly hanging out. Yeah there ya go, Sky and Hyrule ramble. Bye!

Art is by Jojo @linkeduniverse au!

:)

Thanks to everyone who asked for elaboration <3 Sorry for the wait.

[adrift-in-thyme]

Despite how obviously chaotic the other boys are I think that two things are actively disadvantaging and maybe even endangering Time rn

1) his worry for Twilight’s welfare and that of the others

2) his penchant for distancing himself from others.

He’s healed a lot from his adventures and the trauma of them thanks to time (heh) and Malon’s kindness, patience, and unconditional love. HOWEVER the things we endure remain with us even if they do not hurt quite so badly anymore (especially when they occur in such drastic ways during such formative years). Somewhere inside (perhaps not so deep now) is that terrified little boy who won’t allow himself to trust or love again. Who doesn’t want to get too close cause “nothing ever lasts”

He’s used to going it alone. He’s spent longer being solo than he has being married or teamed up with the other Links. His approach to tackling dungeons — whether chaotic or organized or somewhere in between — has always been the same.

Alone.

He’s the one who plummets down endless abyss.

He’s the one who bleeds and breaks and gets lost.

He’s the one who figures it out in the end.

And that’s okay. Because it’s lonely. It’s scary. But it’s only him who is in danger. And he can deal with that.

“You laugh because you know it’s true”

“You laugh because when it’s you who drags yourself home half-dead, it’s ok, it’s under control, but when it’s one of our boys…”

When it’s only him he doesn’t have to worry so much. He’s got a certain degree of control (real or imagined). And that is what he’s grappling for right now. Control to change a terrible fate he still sees looming. Control to keep his boys from suffering the way he has.

But now, with this last update, he realizes he doesn’t have it.

And while his expression here makes me laugh, it also saddens me. Four’s right and he knows it, he’s trying to resign himself to it.

Them remaining together — remaining with him, under his watchful eye — will end in their deaths at this point. It’s just not working.

He’s virtually powerless to keep them all safe. He’s the Hero of Time and he’s virtually powerless.

And that might just break him. Because the fear is still there. The fear that something will happen to one of his boys and he should’ve been there. He should’ve been there to stop it.

But he wasn’t.

Like he wasn’t there to protect the others from the Iron Knuckle

And that will consume him, weaken him. Until the Shadow can exploit it

Image credits @/linkeduniverse

[inigofication]

you guys will never believe what game I’ve been playing

[lunarzomb]

Okay so one of my favorite youtubers (Nicole Rafiee) recently posted a video about Yellowjackets teen timeline!! It was a collab with Trin Lovell, so they also posted a video about the adult timeline on Trin's channel. Basically going over the "lore" of the show in a more simplified way. I was super excited to watch the videos, and I did enjoy watching them. But they made me realize just how many strong opinions I have on Yellowjackets... Like they were talking about some takes/theories that I have never heard for myself before. And in the video on Trin's channel, Nicole said something that gave me like a gut punch reaction 😭 she said that "If he (Coach ben) were to be alive. I would love to see Misty be obsessed and in love with him, like in the adult timeline. Like I would love to see her pinning after him". NEVER IN MY LIFE COULD I HAVE EVER THOUGHT UP OF THIS OPINION... like I felt crazy for how much of a gut punch hearing that opinion was to me... DON'T GET ME WRONG, I love Nicole Rafiee and her videos and stuff. But that opinion is just SO wild to me. AND IN MY OPINION... SO WRONG.. That would ACTUALLY be my nightmare if Ben somehow survived the wilderness and is brought back in the adult timeline just so Misty can "pine" over him !?!??? I've had enough of Ben's antics as it is in the teen timeline, I simply could not handle it if that were to happen. Not to mention the fact that my opinion of the Misty/Ben thing is that Misty never loved Ben, she just had a very unhealthy and inappropriate attachment to him. And how I think Ben is a bad person for how he handled Misty and her inappropriate actions and feelings. Nicole and Trin both had some other opinions that I personally didn't agree with either, but that one just really struck me so negatively I needed to rant about my feelings on it 😭

[holybagelsstuff]

Okay hear me out. Trinity x Brown

[bejeweled-wahlberg]

@cant-get-enough-btr-forever thanks for the question

Sorry I’m using my iPad cause I can’t take my iPod to skewl

My opinions on a reboot would be an amazing idea!

And here’s what I would love to see in the reboot

1. Kendall Getting the group back together

2. Carlos And Alexa’s Kids in the show

3. James’ failed collab with Cuda

4. Logan’s Proposal to Camilie cause that’s what all the Lomilie shippers wants to see

5. A NKOTB x BTR crossover? Definitely would be a great idea

6. Katie Having her own business

7. KENDALL’S DAD MAKING AN APPEARANCE! Cause we all know the reason is that Kendall’s dad cheated on his mom

8. Logan and James’ Dad

9. Maybe some Lames(James And Lucy) Moments?

10. Gustavo And kelly being icons again

11. Anyone else realize that Kendall Knight’s Dad could be Jordan Knight from NKOTB? That’s just my theory people

[jjsanguine]

Zo: seriously, what is your quarrel with joke?

Wave: well he's close with Trin ok

Zo:...

Zo: makes to leave

Wave, grabbing Zo's arm: Trin was the reason I missed out on the competition in first year.

[ardenrosegarden]

babies' first festival of sun 🥳☀️

[chaosintheavenue]

Randomly realised that Trin really doesn't have any close friends in West Virginia who are actually from West Virginia originally.

The people Trin would currently consider closest to her who are NOT long distance, for reference: Sofia (from Chicago), Beckett (Maryland), Junko (born in Japan, then more recently California), Del (who in my canon grew up juuust outside of West Virginia, in what will soon become the new expanded map area. But Trin probably wouldn't consider that 'local' enough, so I also won't lol), Vector (Colorado), Amp (also Colorado in my canon, ssssh), and maybe Valdez (California) at a push? Moving away from strict friends and more to acquaintances of circumstance, she also recently has got along well with Vin and Abbie Russo in particular, who- surprise surprise- are from Atlantic City.

The closest local acquaintances she has are probably 1) her neighbours in the Wayward, 2) Beatrice from the Metal Dome (if she even is from West Virginia originally, that is) or 3) Purveyor Murmrgh- and frankly, Trin and Murmrgh have all but dropped off each other's radars since she first left WV.

Not entirely sure where this was going, just an observation. Hm.

[adrift-in-thyme]

I love Wild having a fox as his dark world form. Or a dragon

But have you considered…blupee Wild

[inigofication]

reading fics ithat include Laslow is so funny bc I think I’m so used to Laslow’s FEH voice (bless you Mick Wingert) that I always forget our wonderful main-game canon (bless you Liam O’Brien) of Laslow’s much deeper voice LMFAO and it makes the dialogue so much fun

[truelahey]

“We’ll get a confirmation on who the yellow card is for, I’m pretty sure it was something verbal”

Yellow card: Emily Sonnett

LMAOOOOOO

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

AGORA HILLS- JOSH WASHINGTON

pairing: bestfriend!josh x onlyfans!reader

word count: idkk sorry i wrote this in one sitting in the app

summary: the whole group thinks you're an innocent angel, but josh found your little secret account on onlyfans a few weeks earlier. little do you know, he wants to be a feature.

warning: IMPLIED SMUT (like they basically do it oki), fingering, praise, dumbifaction, swearing, petnames, size kink, manhandling, mocking/ teasing, filmed sexual activity

not spell checked im sorry if theres any mistakes!

"boy, you're the one, you're the only man/ me and you on my OnlyFans/ holy cow, you're the holy trin'/ hold me down when a hole need dick"- doja cat, agora hills

josh felt like a complete and total pervert.

he couldn't help but let his gaze linger as he stared at you from across the room. he was undressing you with his eyes, leaving every trace of you vulnerable, despite your clothes still being on, trying to ignore him and focus on the rest of the group.

it was late in the night, everyone sitting around the fire in the lodge, warming themselves before bed. drinks had been passed around, some blunts smoked here and there.

but he was high off of the info he had about you. and you didn't even know- and it was killing him.

josh's attraction had been bubbling up for quite some time, and he couldn't help but think you wanted him too. a sweet, innocent, naive girl, too scared to hurt a fly- you often became flustered at his comments and flirty remarks. with you- he wasn't even trying to be funny, or witty.

he was so fucking truthful when he always whistled at you, giving your hip a gentle pat as he'd put his arm around you from behind. pipsqueak was your name, because he was so much bigger then you.

everyone was.

but as sexual secrets were being passed around, and you claimed you had none, everyone teasing you- he knew that wasn't true. he was scrolling only fans as one did on a late friday night after smoking- and he had stumbled across something that made his heart drop, his dick get even harder.

it was you- though you didnt show your face, he could tell just from your body it was you. the body he fantasized over for so many nights, here- in front of him.

and just his luck, you were letting people join for free on this one night. it was fate. clicking on yoru profile, he skimmed through all your content, few things- as it looked like you had started not too long ago.

he couldn't help but touch himself as he stared at your naked mirror selfies, or little skirts, and if he was lucky- a video of you touching yourself with your skirt hiked up.

the skirt you wore now was the same on in that video. he watched as you hid your face in embrassment at everyones teasing, and couldnt help but let his lips curl up into a smirk.

"fine, if you havent done anything, do you at least like someone?" you murmered somethin lowly, turning your head towards the fire.

"what was that pipsqueak?" he taunted, his long leg reaching over to nudge your leg. "do i have to?"

"yes bitch! we all spilled, you gotta give us something here."

you took a breath, eyes catching his for a split second. "i like josh."

"ayooo i knew it!" mike grinned cheekly, looking over at josh. "we all knew that." jess teased, nudging your arm.

"don't hold that over my head please." you begged at josh and he winked. "everything is over your head baby." he teased and you groaned.

"alright. well just cause i said that, i deserve a hot shower before bed. goodnight gang." you stood up, giving the group a little salute before turning in the wrong direction.

"wrong direction pips." josh called, making the others laugh. he had to come and direct you, turning you the other way, his hand rubbing little circles on your back, fingers slipping under your shirt.

he was warm and you couldnt help but lean into him as he waved goodnight to the group, throwing them a wink as he guided you down the hall to your room.

"so you like me, hm?"

"that was a drunk thought." you sputtered out as he guided you futher from the group.

"you've had two drinks and a puff of my blunt. you're sober baby."

"whatever.." you mumbled under your breath, making him chuckle. you bit your lip as his hand slip to rest on your hip, fingers stretching down to brush the curve of your ass.

god you wanted him. it was fucking killing you, and him. his cock strained against his jeans, and he wasnt sure how much longer he could wait.

it was like a leash had snapped, when you had admitted to having a crush on him, and even that you wanted to fuck him. he had all the conformation he needed.

"you stumbled into the empty bedroom and he turned the lock, walking over to you- making you stumble back and hit the edge of the bed.

"so you wanna fuck me? is that it?"

"dont taunt me." you moaned softly, fingers gripping the sheets subtly.

"im not trying to taunt you baby, you know i just joke. but you really want me to fuck you? i thought you were miss innocent?" he toyed, leaning down enough to make you go down on your elbows. he bit his lip, eyes tracing your cleavage through your top. your breath went shallow.

"i am joshy i swear."

"really miss pornstar?" you froze.

"i'm not a pornstar joshy dont be silly." his eyebrow cocked, and he leaned close enough you were pratically smuthered by his large frame, tounge darting out to lap at your neck.

"is that so misskittycat?" you moaned as he nipped your neck, teeth biting the skin playfully.

"i dont know what your talking about.."

"you touch yourself so pretty baby. ya know i touched myself to that? it was so much better then in my head. such a pretty pussy." he hummed.

"maybe you can show me how you touch yourself so i can, yeah?"

at this point, you were putty. you couldnt hold up the innocent act any longer. youd do anythng he'd ask, and do it happily.

"i think about you when i do it." you confessed, and he chuckled deeply.

"yeah? you wanna say that to the camera sweetheart?" you turned, seeing an old camcorder opened on the dresser.

"wh-"

"dont worry, its not on. just had it here from a few trips ago. did you want me to turn it on?"

your eyes widdened. "d-did you want to?"

"i asked you the question pips." he smiled as he placed his large hands on your hips, fingers brushing your skin and making you dizzy/

"w-we could film ah- content if you want.."

"yeah?" his voice dropped, and you felt yourself swoon as he kissed you gently, slipping his tounge in your mouth faster then you could think. "yeah" you moaned out as he moved his hands down to push your legs open.

he broke the kiss, reaching over with ease to click the camera on, and you watched as the little red light started to blink. "we're rolling honey. but its just you and me okay? just focus- hey- focus on me okay?" he gripped your chin and guided your gaze back to him. you dumbly nodded, leaning into his touch.

"is this okay?" he asked softly, guiding your hand down to touch your soaked panties. you nodded.

"why dont you show me how you touch yourself baby? so i do it just how you like." you felt heat rise in your cheeks, limbs tingely as you dipped your hands down your panties.

"cmon show the camera baby." he manhandled you, picking you up with ease to turn you around, tugging your panties to the side. you shamelessly dipped your finger inside, moaning softly as you curled it.

"oh yeah like that?" he teased, finger darting up to rub your clit. you squrimed at the pressure he applied, rubbing slow gentle circles. "y-yes fuck joshy"

"oh dont get shy on me now." he laughed, taking your finger out to replace it with his own. you let out a gasp, a look of surprise on your face at the larger sensation, his fingers reaching spots you didnt even know fingers could reach.

"oh i know baby, its so much bigger then yours hm?" his fingers curled and you bowed, letting out a loud moan as you squirmed again. his dirty talk had your head going empty like static on an old tv.

"yeah baby im gonna take such good care of you."

[raya-hunter01]

The Suite Life

Jey Uso One-shot

Pairing: Jey Uso X OC (Sheena)

Warning: Smut, fingering, Oral, Window sex, blojob, pool table sex and more..

Sheena works for the WWE as a photographer and her boyfriend Jey Uso has just won the world title. While they have been secretive about their relationship, Jey makes his intentions clear for the night. Her. Him...His suite and he doesn't care who knows it.

WrestleMania 41

Allegiant Stadium

"Hey, Sheena," Jey said, his voice barely above a whisper, "Can you believe this?" Jey asked holding up his newly won World Heavyweight Championship.

Her eyes, a warm chocolate brown, met his, and she offered a shy congratulations.  “I believe it because I know how hard you work, and you deserve it.”

The weight of their shared secret was palpable, the unspoken words of love and pride hanging in the air. She began to snap away, capturing the raw emotion of his victory. Each click of the camera was a silent promise that this was their moment, even if the world didn't know it yet.

Their connection was magnetic, drawing them closer with every passing second. But before they could share more than a knowing smile, the director's voice boomed over the speakers, summoning Jey for the post-match interviews. He looked at her, his heart heavy with the knowledge that their private victory celebration would have to wait.

He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, and whispered, "Tonight, I want to celebrate with just you." Sheena felt a blush spread across her cheeks, and she ducked her head, trying to hide her smile.

She knew what he meant, and the thought of spending an uninterrupted night with him sent a thrill through her. She looked up, meeting his gaze, and said, "Maybe."

The word was barely out of her mouth before he pulled her closer, his voice a low growl. "Damn what everyone else thinks," he murmured, "I need you wit me." His intensity was like a storm, unyielding and all-consuming. Sheena's heart skipped a beat, but she knew the price of fame was high, and their relationship was too precious to be a public spectacle.

With a heavy sigh, she nodded, and Jey leaned in to kiss her, a brief but fiery promise of what was to come. Before their lips could meet, a firm hand on his shoulder tugged him away.  Damn, things were really about to get more chaotic now than they were already.

After cleaning up, Sheena made her way to the bus, her thoughts a jumble of excitement and nerves. As she found a quiet spot at the back, she pulled out her phone to distract herself, hoping the buzz of the celebrations would drown out the racing thoughts in her head.

A few aisles up, Jey couldn't tear his eyes away from his phone. Trin had sent him a video she had taken earlier. His heart raced at the sight of Sheena, so alive and vibrant, surrounded by his friends and family cheering him on. Seeing her like this, unfiltered and carefree, made him realize just how much he loved her.

He couldn't take it anymore, the secrecy and stolen moments. With a grunt, he shoved the phone into his pocket and made his way down the aisle of the bustling bus. Sheena sat in the back, swaddled in a blanket, her eyes glued to the passing scenery.

As he approached, she looked up, her eyes widening in surprise. "Jey," she whispered, a hint of excitement in her voice. He didn't answer, instead sliding into the seat beside her and wrapping a strong arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him, her body fitting against his. The warmth of his embrace was all she needed to feel safe, but the tension between them was undeniable.

The bus vibrated with the bass from the music playing upfront, muffling their conversation. "You looked amazing out there," she said, her voice barely above the din. "Thanks," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

They sat in silence for a while, the bus's movement lulling them into a sense of privacy amidst the chaos. Jey's thumb traced circles on her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine.

The anticipation was a live wire between them, a silent promise of what was to come. He leaned in, his breath warm against her neck, and whispered, "I want you to be the first thing I see when I wake up in da mornin’."

Her pulse quickened at his words. She knew what he meant, and she wanted it too. But the fear of what could happen if their relationship went public was a weight on her heart. She leaned back into him, her eyes fluttering shut as she took a deep breath. "Jey," she whispered, "we can't. You know why."

He sighed, his frustration evident. He was single, his ex-wife and him had quietly divorced last year but it wasn’t the world’s business. Sheena had been a constant bright light in his life for years as a friend and six months ago they decided to quietly test the waters. Privacy meant the world to her and to Jey. He didn’t want any more backlash like the Jaida situation.

 But he knew she was right. For now, they had to keep their love hidden from the prying eyes of the world until the time was right…Thing was Jey felt like the time was right, but he wasn't going to pressure Sheena about it.

 With a gentle squeeze of her shoulder, he nodded, his eyes full of understanding. "I know," he murmured, kissing her forehead softly. "But tonight, you’re mine."

Her eyes searched his, and she found the same desperation reflected in their depths. Six months of yearning had built a pressure between them, threatening to spill over like a dam about to burst. Sheena bit her lip, weighing the risks against the reward.

The bus was dark, the music from the front a dull throb that didn't quite reach them. The shadows danced around them, offering a semblance of privacy amidst the chaos.

With a nod, she leaned in, her breath warm against his ear. "Okay," she whispered, "I'll stay with you tonight." Jey felt the tension in his body uncoil at her words. He slid his hand up her thigh, brushing his fingertips against the fabric of her skirt. “Thank you, baby.”

 Sheena's breath hitched, as she looked around nervously. “They ain't payin' us no attention, Sheena,” he whispered as his hand moved under her shirt, his calloused thumb tracing circles around her breast. Sheena's eyes fluttered closed, her mouth parting in a silent gasp. He took her earlobe between his teeth, nibbling gently as his other hand slipped under her skirt. "I can't wait."

The bus jolted over a pothole, and she let out a small moan that was drowned out by the music. “What if someone hears?”

“Good….They’ll know you’re mine.” With that declaration, Jey's hand found her wetness, and she tensed, her thighs quivering. “Uhm, Jey,” she gasps as he slid a finger inside her, his movements slow and deliberate.

Sheena's grip on the armrest tightened, her nails digging into the plush fabric. "Call me Joshua," he murmured, his voice a dark caress.

Her eyes snapped open, and she looked at him, the intensity of their shared secret burning in her gaze. "Joshua," she breathed, and his name on her lips sent a jolt of pleasure through him. He picked up the pace, his finger curling inside her as she squirmed in her seat. The darkness of the bus swallowed them, their private moment of celebration unbeknownst to the rest of their coworkers and friends.

The world outside the bus faded away, and all that mattered was the feel of her skin under his touch. Sheena's breathing grew ragged, her moans muffled by her hand.

Jey watched her face, his own desire a mirror to hers. The sight of her pleasure was his undoing, and he whispered, "You're going to come for me now, baby."

Her eyes rolled back, and she bit her lip to stifle a scream. Her body convulsed around his finger, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. "Joshua," she moaned, her voice hoarse.

He groaned, his own need now painfully apparent. "Good girl," he murmured, kissing her neck. "I can't wait to feel that around my dick." Sheena's cheeks burned with arousal and embarrassment at his words. But she couldn't deny the ache between her legs, the desperate need for more.

The bus pulled into the hotel parking lot, and the reality of their situation crashed down upon them. They had to be careful, had to keep their love a secret. But for tonight, in the quiet of a hotel room, they could be free.

Jey helped her up, his hand lingering on her waist. They made their way through the partying wrestlers, their eyes locked. They stepped onto the elevator and as soon as the doors closed, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Jey pushed Sheena against the wall, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that was desperate and hungry. His hands roamed over her curves, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Sheena's own hands found their way to his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart as she melted into his embrace.

The elevator chimed, and the doors slid open. They reluctantly parted, passing a couple in the hall trying to act normally. The urgency in their kisses resumed as Jey unlocked the door pulling her inside, their bodies pressed together, their breathing ragged.

The multi room suite, beautiful and spacious. The king-sized bed beckoning them from the next room, but Jey had other ideas. He led her to the floor-to-ceiling window, the lights of the city glittering below them like a million stars. “It’s so pretty,” Sheena gasped has Jey kissed her neck, his breath hot against her skin.

"Not as pretty as you. I swear since I been here," he murmured, "You all I been thinkin’ bout,” he whispered placing her hands on the glass.

“Yea?”

“Yea…. Making love to you against this window, the city lights shinin’ bright, all dat shit. Got ya’ boy feelin’ all romantic n shit. Thinkin’ bout how I’mma make love and fuck you all over this fuckin’ suite," He whispered against her ear, masterfully removing her shirt and bra as Sheena blushed.

Her body facing the window, her trembling hands reached back and traced the outline of his erection, her own insecurities whispering in the back of her mind. But as she felt his clothed hard dick pressing against her, she knew he wasn't lying. “Yea, touch it…Feel what you do to me..Only you get me like this.”

She gasped, her eyes meeting his in the reflection of the window. "Do you mean it?" she asked, her voice a breathless whisper. Jey's eyes blazed with sincerity as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear.

"Baby, when I say I want you, I mean all of you." His voice was gruff with desire, his hand sliding around to cup her ample breast. Sheena's breath hitched at his words, the warmth of his palm sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

In the glass, their reflection was a passion personified. Jey's muscular form loomed over her, his hands exploring her curves in appreciation. Sheena couldn't help but feel beautiful, the way his eyes devoured her as if she were the only woman in the world.

The moan that escaped from her lips was raw and unfiltered, a testament to the depth of her desire. His hand slipped down to her thighs, teasing her through the damp lace fabric covering her aching pussy.

 "Don’t you feel that?" he asked, his voice growling low as Sheena arched her back, her ass rubbing up against his dick. Sheena nodded, her eyes never leaving the reflection of their entwined bodies.

“Mmm, it’s so hard.”

"It's all for you, baby. All because of you."

“All for me,” she repeated taking in the moment of them about to consummate their relationship as Jey caressed her stomach.

Sheena’s hand hovered over his, the urge to pull it away almost overwhelming. She had always been self-conscious about her belly, and her thighs. "Jey," she started, her voice shaky as she looked back at him. "I don't know if..."

He silenced her with a kiss, his hand still exploring the sensitive skin. "You're perfect," he murmured against her lips, "Every single inch."

His thumb brushed her clit, and she gasped. "Don't hide from me," he whispered, his voice full of longing. "I want all of you….Love all of you..Now move dem hands and put’em back where I had’em."

His declaration and demand setting Sheena on fire and with trembling hands, she placed her palms back against the cool glass. The city lights twinkled around them, a stark contrast to the heat building between her thighs. He stepped back, his eyes never leaving hers as he unbuckled his belt.

 The sound echoed through the suite, and she felt a thrill of excitement. Sheena had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so wanted.

"Open for me," Jey said, his voice a velvet command. Sheena's legs parted like the red sea, her heart hammering in her chest. He watched her in the mirror, her eyes wide with want, as he peeled off his shirt.

The muscles of his chest and arms flexed a sculpted masterpiece of dedication and passion. "Do you want me, as bad as I want you, Sheena?" he murmured, his voice a dark promise.

Her response was a throaty moan, her eyes locked on his. He took a step closer and shivered with anticipation. "Yes, so bad," she breathed, the word a soft sigh that seemed to fill the room. His hands slid to his pants, the button popping open with a satisfying click as Sheena blushed. "Keep watchin' baby, all this is yours," he whispered.

“It's all mine,” Sheena whispered in awe, her heat racing as he smirked. "All yours and don’t forget dat shit."

The anticipation thick and heavy as his dick sprang free, thick and proud, and she couldn't help but stare. The veins bulged and pulsed with his desire, and she felt a thrill of trepidation mingle with her lust.

He caught her gaze in the reflection, noticing the worry in her eyes. "Don't be scared," he said softly, his hand wrapping around his dick. "You can take it."

He stroked himself gently, showing her the size of his arousal. "Do you trust me?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Sheena nodded, she knew that with him, she was safe. "I trust you."

Pleased with her answer, Jey stepped out of his pants, his eyes never leaving hers in the window. "I'mma make you feel so good," he assured her, his voice thick with promise. "I'mma talk you through it..I'll always talk you through it, baby." His thumb circled the head of his cock, a bead of precum glistening in the soft light.

The sight of him, so confident and in control, sent a shiver down her spine. "Yes, please talk me through it," she pleaded, her voice barely audible.

He stepped closer, his warm breath ghosting over her neck as his hands found her hips, guiding her closer to the glass. She felt his excitement pressing against her, and she couldn't help but let out a needy whine.

"Look at us," he murmured, his hands moving to her breasts. He watched her in the reflection of the glass window, his eyes dark with lust. Sheena's breath fogged the glass as she leaned back, her palms flat against the cool surface as Jey sank to his knees.

His hands sliding her skirt and panties down, revealing her glistening wetness. He groaned, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Waited so long for this," he said, his voice thick with desire.  

“Sorry, I made you wait so long.” Sheena's legs trembled, as she hovered over his mouth.

“Good things come to those who wait.” Jey leaned in, his breath hot against her thigh. "Can I taste you?" he asked, his eyes glinting with mischief as he looked up at her. Sheena nodded, unable to form coherent words.

"Say it..Say I can taste you," he demanded, his hand slipping between her thighs. Sheena's voice a shaky whisper. "Yes, please."

With a grin, he kissed her inner thigh once again, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Sheena's knees buckled, and she braced herself against the window. “Yea…Keep’em right there fo’me.”

He kissed his way up, closer to her center, his tongue tracing a path that made her quiver. She watched as he licked his lips, his eyes never leaving hers. "You know this my pussy now, don't you?" he asked, his voice a low purr.

Sheena nodded frantically, her breath hitching as he finally made contact with her clit. He circled it with the tip of his tongue, teasing and taunting until she was panting for more.

"Oou shit," she whimpered, her voice a mix of pleasure and praise "Keep going, baby."

Jey's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he complied, his tongue delving deeper into her folds. Sheena's hips rolled, her body moving instinctively with the rhythm he set. “Mmhm, just like that.”

 The sound of his mouth working her, the wet, sloppy noises of his tongue against her flesh, filled the room and sent her spiraling closer to the edge.

"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted, her eyes squeezed shut as the orgasm began to build. "Jey, don’t stop."

Her words spurred him on, his movements growing more fervent. He slid two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out as he sucked on her clit. Sheena's thighs quivered, and she gripped the windowsill tightly, her feet digging into the plush carpet beneath her.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as she came. She felt the warm rush of her juices spill onto his face, his mouth and nose buried in her pussy. He groaned, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through her. He held her in place, licking and sucking until the tremors subsided.

When she looked down, her eyes widened in amazement, as he swallowed her essence. “Mm, I knew you’d taste sweet,” he murmured standing, his dick throbbing with need. Jey grabbed Sheena by the hair, pulling her head back, and claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss.

Sheena could taste herself on his lips, a heady mix of salt and sweetness. His tongue danced with hers, a silent declaration of ownership. She moaned into his mouth, her body already craving more.

"You taste so good, baby," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "I can't wait to be inside you."  Sheena's heart raced as she saw the raw desire in his gaze.

 "I want you to watch me take you," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "I want you to see how much I love you." he rasped.

Her knees felt weak as she felt the coldness of the pane, a stark contrast to the heat of his body against hers. His hand wrapped around her neck, not tight enough to choke but just enough to make her feel his power, his dominance.

With a gentle nudge, he positioned his dick at her entrance, her juices already coating him. "You ready for me?" he growled. Sheena nodded, her eyes half-lidded with desire. “Mmm, yes..I need it."

"Fuck you look so pretty, the world bout to know you mine. I'm tired of hidin' what we are to each other."

"Tired of hiding," Sheena gasped as Jey entered her slowly, his cock stretching her pussy inch by inch. She gasped, He felt like heaven, so big, so hard. “I'mma tell the world they can't have you,” Jey groaned.

“The world,” she cried out as he slipped deeper inside her.

"The whole world, baby...Now take dis dick….It's all just for you," he whispered, his voice a seductive purr.

"Mmm, I'mma take it for my champ," Sheena whined licking her lips as her word ignited something feral in Jey.

"Yea...Take it for your champ baby...I'm all yours."

Sheena cried out scratching at the window as Jey kissed her neck. "Look up baby,” he whispered his kisses moving to her ear as their eyes meet through the reflection of the glass, the city lights casting a beautiful background. "I got you, baby," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I know,” she whispered relaxing as he moaned. "There you go...Relax...You can do this." He pushed in further, her walls stretching to accommodate his size. Sheena cried out, a mix of pleasure and pain as he bottomed out.

“Uh! Baby!” Sheena moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"Uh huh…All up in dat pussy. You feel it?”

“Yes, God yes,” she panted. “Look at us," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "We were made for each other." Sheena's eyes fluttered open, as she stared at their reflection and the beautiful city lights, her body moving in time with his. It was a strange, exhilarating feeling, to be so exposed yet so hidden.

With each thrust, she felt herself falling deeper, the orgasm building like a storm in her belly. "Oh, Jey," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

"Takin’ it all, like my good girl. I knew you could," he growled, his hips slapping against her ass. "Take it all."

“Shit! Joshua!”

“Yea, its Joshua…Yo’ Joshua,” Jey growled as Sheena’s orgasm crashed over her, body convulsing around him, her pussy clenching tightly. A primal moan escaping his lips as she came undone. "I ain't done wit you yet, fuck you feel so good. Give me another one."

Jey's grip tightened on her hips as he turned her around, her back now pressed against the cool glass. Their eyes met, her brown eyes dark with passion, his casting a fiery storm. "You're mine," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "Forever."

"I’m yours," she moaned, her heart skipping a beat at his words. The city lights blurred as he began to fuck her in earnest, his hips snapping into her with a ferocity that was almost terrifying.

Sheena felt like she was floating, her legs wrapping around his waist to hold on as he claimed her against the window.

"What are you doing to me?" she gasped, her nails raking down his back as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm. His mouth found hers in a brutal kiss, his teeth grazing her lower lip. "Making you mine," he murmured against her mouth, his tongue delving deep. "Every inch..... Every breath.... Every beat of your heart….Mine."

"Yours-”

"Writin' my name all up in dis pussy cause’ it's mine."

“Shit, it's yours..Only yours," Sheena cried as he held her closer.

Sheena's body responded to his, her walls clenching around him, her moans growing louder. "Shit, it's your pussy, Jey."

“Mmhm, I know it…. Now let the world know dat shit..Let me hear you.”

“Joshua!” Sheena screamed, she didn't care if anyone heard, didn't care if they knew. All that mattered was the feeling of him inside her, the love in his eyes as he watched her come apart.

“My good girl”, Jey groaned picking up pace, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Sheena could feel his muscles straining, his cock thickening as he approached his own release. "I'm gonna cum," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Come for me, baby," he grunted, his eyes never leaving hers. "Show me how much you love me."

Her legs tightened around him, her heels digging into his lower back as she met his every thrust. The second orgasm washed over her, stealing her breath and her sanity. "Jey! Fuck!” She screamed his name as he growled. “We ain’t done yet, I need one more,” he rasped as Sheena trembled against him.

With a grin that was all determination, Jey carried her over to the pool table. The coolness of the surface sending a shiver up her spine as Jey laid her down gently, his cock never leaving her. "Look at us," he said, looking up at another mirror on the ceiling. Damn, she didn't see that earlier.

Her eyes widened as she saw their reflection. The contrast of their bodies, his muscular form over her soft curves, was stunning. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of passion that was both erotic and beautiful. "Keep watching," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

Jey leaned in, his hands on either side of her head. His movements grew more urgent, his breathing ragged. Sheena's eyes remained glued to their reflection, as she watched him claim her again. The sight was too much, and she felt another orgasm building.

"I need one more," he said, his voice strained. Sheena nodded, her body already on the edge. He leaned back, gripping her hips tightly. "Keep watching," he ordered, his eyes dark with desire.

With a growl, he lifted her off the table, his hands cupping her ass, taking her in a passionate searing kiss before bending her over the pool table with a quickness. The coldness sending a jolt of arousal through her. "Jey," she gasped, her voice shaky.

 "Yes, baby," he murmured, his hands caressing her. “I- don’t know-”

"Trust me…Now eyes forward," he whispered as Sheena’s eyes landed on the window, he just had fucked her up against with wild abandon. “Yes, baby,” she moaned, as she once again saw their reflection.

“Good girl.”

He positioned his cock at her entrance once more, the anticipation almost unbearable. With one swift motion, he slammed into her, her breasts bouncing against the felt of the table.

"Jey! Oou, fuck you feel so good!" Sheena cried out. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the suite. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, the new angle hitting her in just the right way.

"Look," he demanded, his voice harsh with passion. “Open, dem beautiful eyes fo’me.”  Sheena forced her eyes open, gazing at their reflection in the huge window. Jey’s eyes glossy, and possessive as his jaw clenched with determination.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his hand sliding between her legs to rub her clit. "I want you to watch me make you come again."

The sensation was overwhelming, the sight of him taking her with such ferocity. She could feel his muscles flexing with every thrust, his grip on her hips tightening as he drove into her. "Jey," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

"Come for me, baby," he said, his voice a gentle coax. "I want to feel it again."

Her body responded to his words, the orgasm building rapidly. She felt his own tension, his cock swelling even larger inside her. "I'm gonna cum," she warned, her voice a shaky whisper.

With a snarl, he pulled out, flipping her over onto her back onto the pool table. Sheena looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise and need. "You know what I want," he growled, his hand fisting in her hair. "Say it." His top grills on full display as he bit his lower lip.

The hunger in his eyes told her that he needed it, craved it. "Jey," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Say it," he demanded, his grip on her hair tightening. "What’s my name?"

Jey’s question sending chills down her spine. "Mmm, Joshua," she murmured, the sound of his full name on her lips, a declaration of her love as a primal growl slipped past his lip. His eyes darkening with pleasure as he thrust back into her, his movements rough and demanding.  “Say it again.”

"Joshua," she murmured again, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Again," he moaned, his hand moving faster on her clit. With a trembling breath, she shouted, "Joshua!" as her orgasm ripped through her. Her voice echoed throughout the suit as her body convulsed around him once more. "Let the world know who’s fuckin’ you like this, baby," he ordered, his voice hoarse with desire.

Her cries grew louder with each stroke as she rode out her orgasm. "Joshua! Yes!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with passion. And with that, he lost all control. "Fuck, Sheena," he grunted, his hips slamming into her as he came deep inside her, his warmth filling her.

Sheena's chest heaved, her heart racing as Jey gently collapsed on top of her. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice hoarse. "I didn't mean to be so loud."

Jey chuckled, wrapping his arms around her. "Don't be sorry," he murmured, kissing the top of her head. "I wanted you too. You screamin’ my name is my new favorite sound."

Their bodies tangled together as their hearts pounding in sync.

"I love you, Sheena," he said, his voice clear and strong. "And I want the world to know it."

"I love you, too Jey," she murmured, her voice muffled against his chest.

The next morning, the sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the suite. As they lay in bed, the sensation of Sheena's soft lips on his neck brought Jey out of his slumber. He sighed feeling them move lower, kissing a trail down his body, and when they finally reached the tip of his dick, he couldn't hold back a moan.

"Good morning, baby," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. He opened his eyes to find her grinning up at him, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief. Her hand wrapped around his dick, stroking him gently as she took him into her mouth once more.

"Mm, good morning," he groaned, his hand automatically reaching out to tangle in her hair.

 "Damn, can you wake me up like this every mornin’.” Sheena's smile grew wider, and she took him deeper, her mouth moving in slow, deliberate strokes that had him squirming with pleasure.

"I wanted to thank my champ properly," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress as she paused, letting him feel the warmth of her breath on his sensitive skin. Jey's eyes rolled back in his head, and he whispered, "Fuck…” With a devilish smile, she released him from her mouth with a pop, her hands and mouth continuing to work their magic.

"Sheena," he gasped, his hips rising to meet her mouth. "I need to cum."

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took him in deeper in her mouth vibrating around his dick. "Mm, my champ wants to cum," she said, her tongue swirling around the tip as Jey’s hips bucked. “Got damn, yes…Make me cum…I got somethin’ for you,” he groaned mesmerized as Sheena pleased him. His hands gripping the sheets unable to control himself. "Come for me, champ," Sheena whispered. "I want dat nut in my mouth."

With a final pleading look, Sheena went back to her task, her mouth moving faster and faster, her hand squeezing the base of his dick knowing it was game over for Jey. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, his toes curling. "I'm gonna cum...Cummin’ just for you."

"Mmm, cum, baby..I want you to cum so bad," Sheena pleaded, her mouth moving in perfect harmony with her hands. "Give it to me," she demanded, her voice a sultry purr.

With a roar, Jey erupted into her mouth, his entire body convulsing with the force of his orgasm. “Shit, here it go..Fuck,” Jey hissed as Sheena took it all, her eyes never leaving his, her cheeky smile telling him she enjoyed every second of it.

Jey groaned, caressing her face. " Oh shit…Oou wee..Did my good girl swallow it for the champ or does she need to spit?" he rasped, his voice hoarse from his cries of pleasure. Sheena smiled, her tongue sliding out to show him she had swallowed every drop. “Fuck, I knew I loved you,” he chuckled as she climbed up his body to lay beside him. Another groan escaping his lips as she kissed him greedily, making it hard to tell where he began, and she ended.

“Mmm, my nasty, good girl,” he whispered tasting himself on her tongue as Sheena smiled as he pulled her closer. Jey couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over him as Sheena lay on his chest.

"Thank you," Jey murmured, his voice still thick with passion. "For everything."

Sheena propped herself up on one elbow, looking up at him with a soft smile. "You're welcome," she said, her finger tracing a line down his chest. "

"Now," she purred, "I want you to put on your title." Her request making his dick jump. Was she thinking, what he was thinkin’?

“Sheena, stop playin’.”

“Who says I’m playin’, I’ve always wanted to take backshots from a world champ.”

Jey's eyes widened in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. "Are you serious?" he asked, his voice a mix of disbelief and excitement. Sheena's only response was a sultry smirk as she slid out of bed, sauntered over to his duffle bag and pulled out the title, tossing it onto the bed.

She then strutted into the living room, her naked body a testament to her confidence. She knew he watched her every move, his eyes devouring her curves as she disappeared from his view.

Jey slid out of bed, his dick fully standing at attention. He wrapped the championship belt around his waist, feeling the weight of it, the power it signified.

He walked into the living room, his breath caught in his throat as he found Sheena bent over the bar, her plump ass waving in the air as she took a bite out of a white chocolate covered strawberry. The sight was so unexpected, so erotic, that he had to stifle a groan.

"I'm waiting, champ," she whispered, turning to glance over her shoulder at him with a smirk. She fed him one of the strawberries, her tongue darting out to lick a drop of chocolate from her lip. The taste was sweet and decadent, a delicious contrast to the salty tang of his sweat that still lingered on her skin.

“You want another bite, bae?” she asked putting another strawberry in her bout as he leaned in and bit the other side. Their tongues touching briefly, sending a jolt of pleasure through him.

"Damn, you drivin’ me crazy," he murmured. With a sultry smile, Sheena ran her fingers over the cold metal and the leather. "I just want to give my champ what he needs? Let my champ take what he needs."

Jey’s eyes instantly lit up with desire. He knew what she was saying, what she was offering. He stepped even closer, his dick painfully hard at the thought of taking her how he wanted.

"Bend over and arch that ass for me, den” he commanded, smacking her on the ass, his voice thick with need. Sheena's smile grew wider, and she complied without hesitation, placing her hands flat on the bar and sticking her ass out towards him. He could see her pussy, wet and inviting, glistening in the morning light. “Damn, look at you..Just ready fo’me,” he whispered in a haze.

With a low growl, his hand coming down to caress her ass cheek, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. He lined up his dick with her entrance, the tip of his shaft kissing her wetness. "I wanna see that ass jiggle too," he moaned, his eyes on the prize.

With one swift motion, he slipped inside her, the belt around his waist jingling with each thrust. Sheena gasped, her body tightening around him as he began to fuck her with a ferocity that was both exhilarating and a little scary.

The belt slapped against her ass with every movement, the sound echoing through the suite. His primal growls, their masks of pleasure as he took her from behind were igniting a flame only they could extinguish with each other. "Mmhm, give it to me, champ."

"You gon' take it like a good girl?" he murmured, his hand coming up to wrap around her throat. "Yes, I'mma take it all. like your good girl"

Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her body moving in time with his. Each time he pulled back, she pushed herself back onto him, meeting him thrust for brutal thrust. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her orgasm building.

"Oh, Jey," she moaned, her voice strained. "Fuck me…Fuck like you mean it."

“I’mma fuck da shit outta you,” he growled, snapping his hips harder as she exclaimed! “Yea.....Yea..Oouuuu, fuck. Jus like dat!” she screamed, the sight of her, her body responding to his every command, was intoxicating.

He felt like a king, the world heavyweight champion claiming his queen. And she was all his, every inch of her. He felt his own orgasm approaching, his hips moving faster and faster.

"Th-throw it back, Thow dat ass in a circle for da champ," he panted, smackin’ her ass again, his voice thick with desire. Sheena complied, her ass bouncing as she met each of his powerful thrusts. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, a symphony of passion and lust. “Oh, shit, I’mma lucky mothafucka,” he gasped his resolve slipping as they became even more wrapped up in each other.

The squishing of her juices grew louder, her walls clenching and releasing around him, the friction driving him wild.  Seeing her blush at the sound of her juices after each methodical thrust. Sheena tried to slow down but Jey wasn’t havin’ it.

 "Nah, keep goin….Don’t slow down…Don't fuckin’ stop," he whispered, his teeth grazing her ear. "Keep going, baby."

"I can’t, Jey," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. He leaned down, his breath hot against her skin. "Don't be embarrassed," he whispered, his voice low and urgent. "Means, I’m doin’ my job right…Makin’ my baby feel good, givin’ her what she deserves.”

“J-J-Jeeyy..Mmm, fuck.”

“Don’t be scared….Get dis nut, Sheena."

At his command her eyes snapped open, meeting his over her shoulder. The intensity in his gaze was all the encouragement she needed.

“I’mma get it?”

“Uh huh…Throw… …Dat….… Ass… back…. And…. Get…. Dis… dick…”

She pushed back into him with renewed vigor, her pussy gripping him tightly. "Oh, fuck," she gasped as he hit her just right, the pleasure almost unbearable.

Jey's hand moved to her clit, his thumb rubbing slow circles as he continued to fuck her hard from behind. Sheena's moans grew louder. "Yes, baby, give dat shit some sound," he murmured, his voice a gentle coax. "Come for me again." he whispered, taking her in a searing kiss.

Her body responded, her orgasm building once more. "Jey!" she screamed, her voice hoarse.

He didn't let up, his grip tightening on her hips. "This pussy is mine," he growled, his thrusts becoming more intense, the title slapping her ass even harder. "Say it."

"Yours," she moaned, her voice barely audible. "All yours, Jey."

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of love and lust. Sheena felt herself losing control, her body no longer her own. And she didn't care. All that mattered was the feeling of him inside her, claiming her over and over again.

"You're mine," Jey grunted, his hand sliding down her body to grip her ass tightly. "Every inch of you, Sheena. Every goddamn inch." His words were like a drug, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel his dick swelling and getting harder.

“Mmm, harder,” Sheena moaned as Jey trembled pulling her close. “You want it?....Want it harder?” he growled, as Sheena cried out.

 “Yes!”

“Gotchu..fuck, I gotchu,” he moaned increasing his pace. "Look at dat ass," he murmured, his voice a mix of awe and hunger as he spread her cheeks watching his dick disappear inside her as her essence coated his dick.

 "Yea, cream on dat dick…Fuck, you takin’ it so good, Ma." Sheena's eyes squeezed shut as she felt him hit her g-spot, her legs threatening to give out.

“You’re fuckin’ me so good champ.”

"Sheena, shit...I'm yo champ...Just yours," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "You feel so good, Ion wanna cum."

“I ain’t goin’ nowhere Josh. We got all the time in the world baby…Get what you need,” she moaned as he nodded.

The title belt jingling with each thrust. " You…I need you….You're so beautiful," he murmured, his eyes never leaving her reflection in the mirror. "I love watching you take it, gotdamn."

“Mmm, I love takin’ it.”

The sound of the belt slapping against her flesh was a reminder of who was in control. And she loved it. Loved the feeling of being claimed, of belonging to him.

"You're mine," she whispered, her voice filled with a newfound confidence. "All of you."

Jey's thrusts grew more erratic, his orgasm building. "Fuck yes," he groaned, his eyes never leaving hers. "I’m all yours." Jey's body stiffened, and with a roar, he emptied himself into her. Sheena felt her own orgasm crash over her, her body trembling with the intensity of it all.

For a moment, they remained there, their bodies connected, their hearts racing. "I love you," she murmured, her voice filled with emotion.

He leaned down, kissing the back of her neck. "I love you too," he whispered, his arms tightening around her. "More than anything."

“What happens in Vegas definitely ain’t stayin’ in Vegas,” Sheena murmured as Jey chuckled.

 “Damn sure ain’t, cause’ you stuck wit my ass now.”

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[bejeweled-wahlberg]

I asked my dad what Album should I get today at target and he said Taylor swift and here was my response

Should I tell my dad?

And yes I call him deddy I am from the southern(but I don’t speak country or have a southern accent I’m just Trin)

[rhettabbotts]

Happy 2k Shelby 🩵,

For the celly:

Jack Abbot, age gap, with a sprinkle of enemies to lovers.

dancing with our hands tied - jack abbot x fem!reader

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this. ❜

18+ only. mdni. mentor/mentee dynamics. semi rough sex. 21 year age gap (sorry look away). making out. dry humping. kind of soft dom jack 🧎‍♀️

he was infuriating. insufferable. a complete and total asshole. and you were in love with him. unfortunate.

you should’ve never kissed him that night in the bar when you didn’t even know his name. and you should’ve never volunteered for the night shift. you would’ve never seen each other had you not. but the first time you saw him your heart dropped into your stomach and you felt so embarrassed you wanted to crawl under a rock. of course the hot older guy from the bar was your attending. because, why not?

it was months of constant back and forth between the two of you. it almost became a running joke between the other interns. how long would it take before you two were at it again?

two minutes. that was your record.

“i hate him!” you screamed into your pillow the moment you flopped yourself onto your bed.

“what’s all the fuss about?” trinity santos, one of your roommates, asked. she was propped against the doorframe of your room.

“jack fucking abbot! i hate him! he makes my life miserable!”

“you’re such a baby. i think you just need to fuck him. get it out of your systems, ya know?” she munched on a bag of chips, saying the statement so nonchalantly.

“what?!”

“it’s very obviously just sexual tension. you want him. he wants you. what’s stopping you?”

“he’s my attending, trin. you’re insane!” you couldn’t stop your mind from racing with thoughts you’ve had already. jack’s hands touching you, his mouth kissing you, his c-

“see! you’re drooling! just once. live a little.”

and you living a little is how you ended up on jack’s doorstep one night with a bottle of wine and his favorite pasta dish that you learned how to cook. all because he mentioned it one time and you couldn’t forget it.

jack opened the door wearing a black t-shirt and gray sweatpants. his gray hair was not styled and curls were sticking out and you had to resist the urge to reach out and touch them.

“what are you doing here?” he asked, not amused by your arrival.

“hello to you, too. i come with a peace offering.” you held it out so he could see you weren’t lying.

“is that creamy chicken pesto?”

“you got it.”

he opened the door for you and led the way to the kitchen. he was silent as he pulled out plates and silverware and crystal wine glasses.

“what is this for?” he asked as you ate dinner across from each other. “did you put rat poison in it?”

“no, you ass- no. i just- i’m tired of fighting daily battles with you.”

“i push you because i know you’re capable,” he said, voice softening a bit. “you have so much potential and you’re holding yourself back. stop being scared.”

“i’m not-“

“yes, you are. you’re an incredible doctor. you take risks no one does because you care about the patient. not the title.”

the praise made you warm all over. your head hanging to avoid jack’s intense gaze. you heard his chair move away from the table and you felt a warm palm on your knee as jack kneeled beside you.

“hey. look at me. you’re brilliant. and i’m sorry if i made you feel any less. i think you scare me,” he chuckles slightly. “i still think about that night at the bar. when i saw you that first day in the pitt… i didn’t know what to do. so i pushed you away. it was best to keep you at arms length.”

“but you were a jerk to me…”

“i know but you- you said to me that night that you didn’t have time for distractions right now. i was trying to respect that.”

“i don’t want you to respect it anymore..”

your eyes met in a fiery gaze, your hands nearly trembling as jack stood to his full height.

“do you mean that?”

“yes.”

and that’s all it took before he was hauling you into his arms and pulling you into a bruising kiss. it was sloppy. needy. everything you wanted to feel again.

he walked you back to the couch without ever separating from your lips. his large hands gripping your ass hard enough to leave marks. jack sat on the couch first, manhandling you into his lap and you both groaned as your middle brushed against his growing erection. your fingers finally tangling into the gray curls.

your hands were all over his body as were his on yours. you were lost in each other. time seemed to stop when you started grinding against him. he looked like every wet dream you’ve had with his head back against the couch and your name spilling from his lips.

“fuck… you have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this… makes me- fuck- makes me feel dirty.”

“i’ve thought about you every time i touch myself for the past four months, jack.” you confessed as your movements became more erratic, enjoying the pleasure the friction of your clothed pussy and his cock provided.

“one day m’gonna be inside you. make you forget about everyone else. gonna ruin you.”

“you already have, doctor.”

and with swift movement, he flipped you around to where you were on your back and he hovered above you.

“i think it’s time for my dessert,” he mumbled as he kissed his way down the valley of your breasts and pushed your dress above your stomach. “gonna make you come on my mouth. and then my fingers. and if you’re good, i might let you just come on my cock.”

and he held to every promise that night.