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Probably over a month ago I asked my patrons for any sexy writing ideas and they came through for me. I smushed some ideas together and the arrogant Price James and his personal beast of a Knight Steven was born. I've shared the first part on my Patreon, but this excerpt is from the second part. ❤️

“If you’re feeling so generous,” his knight breathes as he easily lifts James from the tub with very little effort, reaching for a towel and haphazardly drying him off once his feet land on the floor. “Let me put my mouth on you. Let me eat you. Please.”  Oh.  A request that goes right to James’s balls, twisting at them pleasantly at the thought of Steven’s bearded face between his legs. He reaches for Steven’s face now, reaches down for his cheeks and cupping them as he allows for his fingers to dig into Steven’s jaw.  “You dirty beast.”  “I cannot be blamed. You make such pretty noises when my tongue is on you. In you. You’re the reason I’m considered feral.” “Steven.” It’s meant to sound chiding, but it comes out sounding much more pleasurable than intended.  “It would be a waste of a bath, my Prince,” Steven pushes, this being his turn to know what James’s answer will be as he moves towards the bed. “You haven’t let me in days.”  “Do not attempt to make me feel guilty,” James weakly accuses as he’s settled onto his plush and overly large mattress, Steven’s lips all but attaching themselves to his skin, settling pleasantly between James’s spread legs. Steven fails to answer with his own retort, his lips busying themselves on the warm and tender skin of the prince’s neck...

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From a future chapter in my first original work, A Race You'll Never Win.

He does know one thing for certain– “You’re not getting out here.”  “What?” Sebastian asks, head whipping around to look at Malcolm.  Malcolm doubles down. “I’m not letting you out here. And I’m not requesting fucking gas money from you, Sebastian. Don't insult me.”  Malcolm resists the urge to groan when he sees the blush that blooms across Sebastian’s cheeks. He crosses his arms across his chest and Malcolm has to bite his own bottom lip at the enticement of a possible opportunity for redirection, for an argument, for a brat.  “Well, I live here, so…”  “Mhmm, I understand that. But I’m not letting you out of the car. You’ll come home with me, where I know you’ll be safe for the night.”  “What? Why?”  Because I can’t bear the thought of being without you. Because I want to know where you are at all times. Because I’m afraid if I let you go into that apartment building, you’ll slip away from me again.  “Because I want you to,” he shares with unfamiliar vulnerability. “And because I’m serious– I want to know you’re safe tonight. If I drop you here, I’ll worry about you all night.” 

I'm about halfway through sharing this work on my Patreon if you'd like to join us over there. ❤️

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W.I.P. Wednesday!

Today's W.I.P. piece is taken from the current draft of the next chapter of you're the light, you're the night.

I'm just so weak for a rich, frivolous, eager to spoil Daddy showing off how much money he has. 😵‍💫

Bucky stands before him, stepped up onto a low pedestal, three mirrors surrounding him as he turns to look at himself in a dashing maroon suit jacket. His cheeks have remained flushed, but that could be for a number of reasons: lingerings of his handling at the spa, the way Steve himself had handled Bucky directly afterwards, the continuous pour of champagne he’s slowly been sipping for over an hour.  Maybe it’s Steve’s ravenous eyes on him as he strips out of one outfit and puts on another, again and again.  Maybe it’s Steve’s show of money in closing down the shop for the afternoon so they can have this experience all to themselves.  It’s for Bucky, this shopping spree, but it’s very much for Steve as well.  “I like that one,” Steve husks out from his spot on the velvet couch, bringing his own glass of champagne up to his lips as he takes a sip.  “Yeah?” is all Bucky asks as he meets Steve’s eyes over his shoulder in the mirror, and Steve takes the bait in an instant.  “Yeah. S’fucking delicous. That color was made for you. Want to take it off of you as much as I want to see you in it.” Steve refrains from mentioning it reminds him of the color of blood. He also avoids telling his husband that does something to him, plays with something deep in Steve’s being. Before either of them can speak up again, Steve is pointing to the rack of clothes to Bucky’s left, to the growing group of purchases.  And as per usual, as if on cue, Bucky makes a gentle, pathetic noise.  “Steve, there’s no way. We can’t—”  “Oh, there’s a way.” “This price tag has four digits on it, Steve. Four.”  Adorable.  “Make it six. I don’t give a fuck,” Steve tells him sternly, using the tone he knows goes right to Bucky’s balls. “Put it on the goddamn rack..."

Link to my Patreon ❤️

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Now that I've been a Patreon creator for a few months now, I have the desire to make a few changes. I wanted to share those with you.

I am moving from one tier to two:

$2.00 a month Perks included:

Early access to work that I post online

$5.00 a month Perks included:

Early access to work that I post online

Access to serialized work that will not be posted until it is complete (you get to read the complete work in full before it's on the internet!)

The ability to vote in polls to help direct my writing focus

I also have the option to subscribe for free and I will be posting WIP Wednesday posts for free subscribers. 🥰

I will be writing both fanfiction (Stucky, Chris Evans & Sebastian Stand characters) and original work with an initial focus on completing WIPs instead of starting from scratch. Everything that I write will eventually be posted online. I am making these changes for a few reasons, the main two being I desire more structure in this setting and I feel I have more to offer.

The works I'm currently working on are my first original work A Race You'll Never WIn and outlining my Senator and Intern universe into original work. The works I'm looking forward to working on and sharing on Patreon include the last few chapters of my fic you're the light, you're the night (and then turning that into an original work), completing a handful of unfinished fics I have, and a second work in the A Race You'll Never Win series. The fic ideas that are floating around in my head all dream-like include Stripper Bucky, turning my Thunderbolts Bucky thoughts into a fic or original work (??) and anything and everything omegaverse lol.

Here is a link to my Patreon. ❤️

I would adore having you there with me and the others if you can manage. If you can't and still wish to support me, I'd be eternally grateful if you'd share this post to spread the word. ❤️

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Can I ask what country or state you are using as a referrence for the setting of A Race You'll Never Win because the moodboard is such a vibe!

Oh my gosh, thank you! I think you're referring to this one? But whatever the moodboard, they're located in Portland, Oregon. 🥰

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Man Embracing a Woman, Gustav Vigeland

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Hi lovelies. 😚

I thought I would share my Patreon link again because I'm having to start over after it was accidentally deleted and because of some changes. And after some setbacks, I'm still trusting my intuition. She says this is the path we should continue to take and we trust her.

If you choose to support me on Patreon for $3 a month, you will be given the following in return from me:

Early access to any writing I post online

Access to serialized original work, WIPS as I edit, and past writing

This includes my old Senator & Intern series as well as my fic you're the light, you're the night that I am planning on editing into original work

Input on writing decisions or questions I have in the process of my various writing endeavors

Moodboards, playlists, headcannons, yapping, etc. posted regularly

Patreon has been a learning experience for me and I'm sure it will continue to be a fluid journey for us all.

I never wish to pressure anyone into supporting me monetarily, I just feel I have something to gain from this as a writer and person. Support, whether it be monetary or not, never goes unappreciated. If you can manage it, come be a part of what I'm hoping will be a cozy community full of Daddies and spice.

Link to my Patreon and link to my existing work to get a feel for my writing if you're unfamiliar with it.

Hope to see you there. ❤️🫶🏻

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Vibrates I HAVE NEW OC’S 😍🤩😍🤩

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the only thing that can get me out of a writing slump, i swear this and a pair of noise cancelling headphones 🤌🏻

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my Ao3 account is finally active and i've posted my first story 🫶🏻 (which will probably look familiar to you if you'd followed me over from fandom lol)

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you know i wrote it if there is vast appreciation for the girth 🤌🏻😵‍💫

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🌹 a flower for everyone not feeling their best today

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😍😮‍💨 spicy spicy steamyyy, I love it. Thank you for tagging me!

“I think I’ll save it for you, sweetheart. For next time.”

Short, sweet, to the point. 😏 What could Daddy Malcolm be referring to?

If you're familiar with my work, you know what it is, hahaha.

The only person I can think to tag is @slothspaghettiwrites but if anyone sees this and wants to share, please please do!! The more shared writing, the better. ❤️

I was tagged by @dear-massacre and @endwersed to share the last line I wrote and then tag as many people as there are words!

“I want to feel you,” she rasps out and Jax curses again, manhandling her around to face him, his hands on her hips pulling her close, so close that their lips are nearly touching and suddenly she can’t breathe, can only focus on his mouth and how much she wants to feel it against hers again.

Excerpt is from my unfinished and unpublished original fiction story featuring high society princess and her bodyguard 👀👀👀

Tagging anyone who wants to play because I’m a wordy bitch and I don’t have time to tag everyone 😂😂😂😂😂

@riotwritesthings @iam93percentstardust @longhornletters @renmackree @nixie-deangel @sabrecmc @kandisheek @polizwrites @savage-sinister @elizabethraywrites @takemetomyfragiledreams

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the idea of morning sex where light is peaking through the window and you’re still in that sleepy mode yet drowned by pleasure is everything

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I made a Bluesky account if you'd like to give it a follow 🥰