emmyvennett

[emmyvennett]

Orange Cat Fever...? [November 18, 2021]

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Emerson makes his way inside, firing off his last text to Mari as he waltzes inside, food bags in hand, letting out a natural little happy hum as he finds his place right there on Ray’s lap, the seat saved justtttttt as promised, moving to draw him into a kiss, and then another, and then another....the corners of his lips easily perking upwards in happy contentment...

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“I Want you...” Emerson lowly murmurs, a flash of mischief crossing into his eyes as his playfully wolfish wisp of a smile perks up, before he feels himself drawn back into the kiss, closing his eyes, relaxing back into it, shit, this was nice....just indulging in it for a bit before he kinda wants to... “...so is that a no, for now?” He lowly murmurs in Ray’s ear, even as a spark of playfulness crosses into his tone as he slowly, yet teasingly, darts his tongue in...

Throatzilla Mac & DILF Thackeray [November 6, 2021]

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- At around 11 PM -

Emerson draws Ray into a deep, passionate kiss in the back of the cab as they ride towards the address that Del had given them, some club in Brooklyn, seemed cool enough, a bit…excited? Maybe? At the prospect of hanging out with her again, feeling almost…Good? Not sure if it was the damn good steak on the damn good date, or the white wine as Treat that was part of it, or that he felt Good in the outfit he had on, or the bit of weed he had smoked prior to make sure he was as Chill as he could be, or maybe shit had actually gotten…figured Out this time? With the adjusted medication and all that shit…mm, not really wanting to Think about that right now, and only wanting to think of the excitement of the night ahead of them, and the incomparable feeling of his lips meeting Ray’s, the soft spark moving through him as he draws back to warmly whisper in Ray’s ear, as his fingers dance around the edges of Ray’s belt buckle, feeling like there was still a bit of time, with the traffic on the bridge into Brooklyn… “Can I?” A flit of a mischievous smile crossing his lips….

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Throatzilla Mac & DILF Thackeray [November 6, 2021]

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- At around 11 PM -

Emerson draws Ray into a deep, passionate kiss in the back of the cab as they ride towards the address that Del had given them, some club in Brooklyn, seemed cool enough, a bit...excited? Maybe? At the prospect of hanging out with her again, feeling almost...Good? Not sure if it was the damn good steak on the damn good date, or the white wine as Treat that was part of it, or that he felt Good in the outfit he had on, or the bit of weed he had smoked prior to make sure he was as Chill as he could be, or maybe shit had actually gotten...figured Out this time? With the adjusted medication and all that shit...mm, not really wanting to Think about that right now, and only wanting to think of the excitement of the night ahead of them, and the incomparable feeling of his lips meeting Ray’s, the soft spark moving through him as he draws back to warmly whisper in Ray’s ear, as his fingers dance around the edges of Ray’s belt buckle, feeling like there was still a bit of time, with the traffic on the bridge into Brooklyn... “Can I?” A flit of a mischievous smile crossing his lips....

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“Did you…Like it?” Em asks as he meets Ray’s gaze, trying to take in if… “Was it Too Much or Too Little and did you…Enjoy it?” He inquires, just wanting to make Sure…

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Too hot? The words sticking in the back of Em’s mind as they just like…sit there, like…too Horny? A thought cuts through in the middle of it all, Too Intense? Furrowing his brow a bit as he… “Yeah, maybe we can do something more what you want and not like…my…weird whim of the day…” He replies, his tone getting a bit quieter at the end as a flush of embarrassment moves through him, scratching behind his neck with his free hand.

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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“No, the uh…” Em begins, giving a little soft swallow, before saying the word, finally, “…sex?”

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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A small, soft smile curls onto Emerson’s lips as he hears the affirmation, moving to say the goodbyes alongside Ray before heading out, feeling a bit bad as he hears the pouting from Connie, but just... “Thank you,“ he softly says to Ray, as they make their way out of the bowling alley, giving his hand a quick squeeze, before adding, “...hopefully that was all Okay?” Knowing he had fucked Up with the whole lane thing, and he had been a bit...mm, in the stall, but...

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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“Maybe…” Em replies back, pushing his lips a bit to the side as he tries to just…Yeah, deflating a bit as he realized he was probably being…too horny and and annoying and shit again, letting out a small breath as he runs his fingers through his hair, making sure it all looked good before…a small chuckle moving through him in spite of himself as he catches sight of a little bit of Ray’s hair sticking up… “Let me help you,” he offers, a little twitch of a smile moving along the edges of his lips as he pauses to fix Ray’s hair, to make it look justttt right, as he just…the bit of softness hitting him again as he looks at Ray. “I love you…” He murmurs out again, his fingers gently moving through his hair, before, “…and hope that was good shit for you,” just…wanting it to be, something Good for Ray, for him to have been…something Good for Ray, even when he was not at his best himself.

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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“Do we…have to…?” Emerson breathes out as he feels the eventual pull back, still feeling an almost kind of…rush in the moment, as he looks at Ray, his brain trying to calculate the…Why, the Why behind Ray’s words even as he tries to just…

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Emerson…releases a breath that he didn’t fully realize he was holding as he hears the door finally close behind him, his heart beating a bit…fast as he looks at Ray, a flit of…excitement sparking within them even though… “Shit, that was close…” He lowly breathes out, before…drawing Ray towards him, into a warm, heated kiss…

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Em just...focuses in on the shit, focuses and just....letting the Good Shit drown out the Bad Shit or at least...letting it try to, in the moment, as it unfolds, feeling...somewhere in that purgatory between Good and Bad at the end of it all, but hoping...that Ray felt Good, that Ray had enjoyed himself, even if...he couldn’t quite get himself there, in the moment, but that didn’t matter, not really, as he softly blinks his eyes at Ray, taking him in, a gentle smile moving along his lips as he feels the kisses, hears the words, and just...a softness kind of hitting him Hard in the moment, no pun intended, promise, at just the little things, the care, as Ray helps him out, and just...Ray cared for him, the thought filling him with just a...strange wonder, even though, what was the thing Mari would say, he had been Knew, and just...blinking the little bit of allergies quickly from his eyes, not about to let That Happen, as he meets Ray’s lips in a full, grateful kiss. “I love you,” he murmurs out in a warm, low, breathy whisper, wanting Ray to Know That, and just...closing his eyes as he relaxes into the shit, for...for real this time, feeling...not great still but just more...dunno, something, in the moment, feeling like he Could...before the sound of footsteps approaching the door back into reality as he suddenly feels his heart beating faster... “Fuck...” He lets out, not exactly sure what to do but also feeling a fucking...Rush in the moment as he looks at Ray in the sudden panic...

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Emerson tries to center in on the Good, the Good, the Good, the mmmm....feeling like there was a bit of a war between that Good, the mmm, and the hazy cloud that had been brewing in the pit of his thoughts, that he wanted to just fucking Go Away, but it wouldn’t seem to, even as the shit was...it was Good, he reminds himself, it was Good, and Ray seemed happy and pleased and just...no you’re not, the thought cutting in whip quick smacked through the haze of pleasure that was commingling in his consciousness with the bullshit as a counterpoint to Ray’s words, was he? was he hot? He finds himself questioning a bit in the pit of his mind as he bites down on his lip, or was he just...a bit of darkness falling over him in the moment even as he tries to just...let out a moan, or something, as it manifests itself, trying to get back into the shit, get into the moment, and just...“Jebi me močneje,“ he breathes out in a low, whispered command...no, request, just feeling...

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Emerson hears the chuckle rise from Ray the sound...softening him and warming him in the moment as he just... “I love you,” he breathes out, as he swallows a bit, feeling the trail of kisses along his neck, wanting to focus in on that on the good, not whatever shit was still swirling around in the pit of his mind, wishing it could just get Out and not...ruin this, giving another soft swallow before pressing his lips against Ray’s own...centering himself in it, in the feelings, in the security, safety, Ray made him feel, before doing just that....

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Emerson feels the break from the kiss as a momentarily sense of loss moves through him before he feels…mm, a small sound of satisfaction moving through him as he…feels Good—He feels Good. He feels Good. Good. Holding on to That, before seeing the tiny little kink of a smile as Ray looks up at him as it manage to just…Get him in the moment, something softly moving within him even as he gives the little nod, that it was what he…Wanted. He wanted Ray. The soft fluttering feeling moving through him threatening to make him Feel things as the small little gesture just touches him in the moment, even as with a soft swallow he gives a little grin, not wanting to get in his feelings when this was supposed to be a fun and frisky little moment…

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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Emerson follows Ray towards the bathroom, the bathroom, why wouldn’t it be the bathroom, hearing the echo of Ray speaking but the words not fully coming through the weighty fog holding court above his rational thoughts in the moment as he just…wants Ray to…Want Him, but for him not…Suffocate Ray — the word dripping sticky like toxic sludge in the fabrics of his thoughts — in this…drawing Ray into him with a deep, ravenous kiss as he focuses in on That, the sensations, the feelings, but more importantly, making it Good…

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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It, Him, It, the word echoing through his mind, both what Ray said and the Him he feels the voice in the back of his mind place alongside it, hand in hand in his headspace as he looks at Ray, taking in the next sentence alongside it, feel You, feel You, repeating it a bit to himself as he bites down on his lip a bit, he was fucked, a bit Fucked, wasn’t he? With all the shit he kept wanting to do, mm...before looking back up at Ray, pushing a playful grin onto his lips the best damn way he could, even as he feels the echo of...bullshit still circling around in his brain like vultures after some carrion, especially after those words, mm, a guilt gnawing through him that he...Wasn’t really in the mood, wasn’t really feeling so...good, in the moment, drawing back into Ray as he lowly murmurs... “No, I’m always in the mood for You,” he breathes out against his ear, a softness, yet Certainty, to his tone to reinforce it, before it becomes lower, more...sensual, or least, that’s how he wanted it to come off, shifting the little grin into a something smirk... “I want you to fuck me. Just tell me where you want me...“ Before trailing his lips back down to one of Ray’s Spots again to pick back up where he left off...

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”

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“Something...wrong, with doing it here?” The mention of the stall cutting back through his mind, making him wonder for a beat if...mm, not wanting to let that thought manifest in the moment, before it catches him again...the little thought probing back into the back of his mind as he draws back so he could meet Ray’s gaze, and know For Sure. “Do you not...want to?” Before the...”Is this a...kind of fucked idea?” Biting down on his lip a bit as that thought keeps echoing in the back of his mind, it was Fucked, He was a bit Fucked, for even thinking it, wasn’t he?

Bowling For...Soup? [September 18, 2021]

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A small smirk crosses the edges of Emerson’s lips as they finally get the window they were looking for, hearing Connie mention something about going up to the Billiards Lounge for a bit, a small chuckle moving through him as he sees Sig still looking absolutely smitten with the hodgepodge of leggy well-dressed girls who seemed to be Connie’s friends, or at least friends of his friends? Not quite sure how exactly the whole Hollywood Lifestyle worked or why it was necessary for any pictures to be perfectly staged and approved and peer-reviewed or Not Taken At All and Assistants to be around, the whole thing was a bit…like living in the Bizzaro World of what a bowling outing with friends should be like, mm…hoping Mari was having fun and not Too frustrated with her bowling partner who was…mm, the self-consciousness about him being so…Different from who he was back then shooting through him as he rubs the toe of his bowling shoe against the floor, his thoughts just kinda…wandering…before remembering What the fuck he was supposed to be doing, that there was only a small window, before moving to wrap his arms around Ray and lowly whisper in his ear, a soft smirk gliding along his lips, “…Think Now is the time?”