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@sorrowsick | NSFW gif meme | 10

He notices the tiny skirt she's wearing immediately. It's so unlike her normal attire that he can't not notice - especially given that they're out, right now, walking along the street to go find some sweet that would satisfy one of Zahrosa's cravings. Was there even a craving, or was that all part of the orchestration too?

It's a remarkably still night, but a breeze still whips at her skirt, giving him glimpses of her thong-clad ass every few steps, since she's maintaining a distance in front of him. Or maybe he's lagging behind, enjoying the show.

It's only when she grabs the hem of the skirt a little bit higher that he finally says something.

"Rosie, baby, I'm going to fuck you against a building if you keep playing like that. Don't think that I won't."

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@sorrowsick Rosie said “  I’m deep inside your mind. There is no escape for you. ”

Barty smooths his hands along her thighs, where she's straddled his lap in that way she has of taking what she wants.

"I wouldn't dream of trying," He smiles. It doesn't sound sweet at all, what she'd said, except it does, because it's her. "I'll welcome you as deep as you want to go." And wasn't that sweet too, that he'd let those tendrils unfurl and the root within the recesses of his mind. he's not afraid of her - not afraid of what she'll see. Not afraid of what she can do, even though if she were feeling particularly vindictive at any point she could simply squeeze and Barty's mind would be gone.

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@sorrowsick sent [ ANOTHER ]: While preparing a cup for themself, the sender makes a second cup for the receiver in a polite and low-effort gesture towards them.

"C'mon, Rosie baby," Barty sits at the table, where he's been ordered to stay, watching plaintively as Rosie shuffles around to make tea. At least she was making two cups.

He knows the bedrest has been hard on her, and there's not much Barty can do about it besides have the bad luck of being upright and moving around. Not being able to be up and doing things was driving her mad, and set her in a foul mood because of it - hence the insistence that she could very well make her own cup of tea.

"At least come sit with me when you bring the tea over." In his lap, if only for a second, so he can press kisses to her flushed cheek before she inevitably moves away.

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@sorrowsick | Rosie said “   You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays. ”

"In fine form today, aren't we Rosie baby?" Does he sound a bit tired? It doesn't really matter what he has or hasn't done - being called a fool like this is the equivalent to being called baby from her. It's just he' not quite in the mood for her teasing. "I will say, that was a good one."

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@sorrowsick sent [ food ] Rosie brings food over to Barty's house Cafe

"Oh? What's this?"

The soft jingle of the bell had had him calling out, but now that he looks up Barty takes in the sight of Zahrosa striding towards him across the Cafe floor, basket hung on one arm. He can't say it's not a surprise to see her here - she didn't often make the trip, preferring him to come to her, but she certainly hadn't come since his near-miss.

"To what do I owe the - did you bring me pastries, Rosie baby?"

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@sorrowsick | usfw gif prompts | 1a

It's a wonder he can get her to stay still long enough to indulge like this. Barty's got her spread out beneath him, legs in the air, as he licks long stripes through her folds. He's not in any hurry - this is for him more than it is for her, his own hips shifting every so often to gain friction where he's pressed against the mattress.

His hands are hot on her belly, holding her in place where she squirms against his face - but Barty won't be hurried. Not when he's enjoying himself so much.

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@sorrowsick Rosie said ‘the ability of skinny old ladies to carry huge loads is phenomenal.’

Barty has never claimed to be perfect. The snort of laughter he lets out is sure to earn him a reprimand, but so be it.

"I suppose you are an old lady aren't you?" He muses, grinning. "But you can carry my load any day, Rosie baby."

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@sorrowsick Rosie said "if you're going to die, at least die out by the road so people can see you."

"Aw, Rosie, baby, your concern is touching." They both know he's not going to die - if he hadn't previously, then this wasn't going to do it. But, as was the tradition of Man, he had a cold and had to be dramatic about it - as evidenced by the way he was sprawled over one of the chairs by her hearth, arm flung over his eyes.

"I feel terrible baby, can't I just die here and then you can drag my body out to the street later?"

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@sorrowsick | sent nsfw gif meme #3

Fuck.

Barty has Rosie in his lap, her pregnant belly pressed between them as he fucks up inside her in tandem with the toy, and the plug in her ass. He's refused to fist her, now that the pregnancy is further along, so this is his compromise.

His attention, right now, is on her breasts anyway. He lavishes them with attention, given they are so conveniently placed.

"Fuck, look at you," He murmurs, biting her nipple gently, scraping teeth along her areola to get to it. "I never get enough of this."

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@sorrowsick sent [ 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦 ] : sender has killed someone who threatened the receiver | accepting

Barty doesn't often get threatened. All things considered, he lives a mild life. He runs his Cafe, he provides a safe space for those who need it, he spends his evenings in Rosie's cottage, warm by the hearth or in her bed.

Unfortunately, offering sanctuary means offering sanctuary for all, and occasionally, this results in enemies crossing paths - or, like in the split second moment that started it all today, someone decides that Barty is the enemy for helping someone who hurt them.

Tonight, he was halfway through the door to the cottage (the semi-permanent one that now made its home in the flowerbeds to the left of the front door) when someone pulled him back out, throwing him to the ground and holding a knife to his throat.

It strikes him as hilarious that even in this moment of danger, Barty's amused by the idea that they've followed the rules - waited to get him outside The Cafe before inciting any sort of violence. In any case, the anticipated sting of steel never comes - the body ripped off him with such force Barty would have missed it if he blinked. And then, well.

It only takes a moment, but Zahrosa stands before him, her vyshyvanka spattered with blood. His Rosie, blood dripping from her fingers and quite possibly the most beautiful thing Barty's ever seen.

"Rosie. Моє серце. I'm okay."

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@sorrowsick Rosie sent [TEXT] - i will not hesitate to strangle you | 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

[ text; rosie ] sadly i know that's true [ text; rosie ] how romantic tho [ text; rosie ] 'no one can strangle u but me' [ text; rosie ] ... we are still talking in hypotheticals right ?

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@sorrowsick Rosie said "Do I need to baby you?"

"You don't need to but you know I like it when you do."

His grin is cheeky - he didn't think he'd done anything to deserve this particular quip (not like when he'd dragged his ailing body all the way over here when he'd had that cold, in any case), but she didn't always need a reason, did she?

"Something on your mind, Rosie baby?"

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@sorrowsick sent 🎲 to generate a kiss between Rosie and Barty | still accepting 27. a kiss in greeting

This is not the first time Zahrosa has graced The Cafe with her presence, but it's rare enough that like each time before, Barty lights up like a particularly affable puppy.

He's behind the coffee machine, but makes his way around the counter to her side, where she's cooly looking around the interior in that way of hers. Without thinking, Berty tips her chin up for a kiss, like he would with any other partner - before of course, he remembers that they don't really do that and simply seamlessly shuffles her towards the counter, where he'll pull up a stool for her to sit while he works. "We have those pastries you like, Rosie baby. You want me to heat one up for you?"

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@sorrowsick Rosie said "it doesn't concern you. that's why i didn't tell you."

Barty opens his mouth to say something. Then, very deliberately, closes it. If she's of the opinion that it hadn't concerned him, who was he to argue with that? She'd been existing on her own long before he came into her orbit - and this eclectic nature of hers was part of why he liked her.

Still--

"I was worried," Is all he says, squashing the foolish thought that just because she'd told him about her plan to rid herself of her maker, he was somewhat of a confidant.

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@sorrowsick sent kissing the tears from their cheeks .

"Hey hey hey," Barty cups her face gently in his hands. "What's all this, hmm?"

He's never seen her cry before. To him, Rosie is the strongest person he knows - but of course the pregnancy and the hormones and the memory of everything that's surely come before would be weighing on her.

Gently, he leans in to kiss the tears from her cheeks. "Скажи мені, серце моє, що не так, щоб я міг полегшити твої тягарі, га?" Tell me what's wrong, my heart, so I can ease your burdens, hm?

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@sorrowsick sent sender kisses receiver to say i love you.

It's not anything Barty has ever said, nor expected Rosie to say. It's something that's too delicate to verbalise, he thinks, even though they both feel it, and they both know it. He hears it, especially, in the way she takes his face so tenderly in this moment, kisses him softly and sweetly. They separate, and Barty's about to open his mouth to say something - his heart having swelled three sizes - when she's already swept away, demanding something mundane of him.

That's his girl.