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LANA DEL REY dancing to Jon Batiste playing 'Candy Necklace' at Coachella 2024

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Texas, 2024.

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Eclipse 2024

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Solar Eclipse & friends (x)(x)(x)(x)(x)(x)

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Twilight ( 2008 )

Director - Catherine Hardwicke

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Coming home late

As he creaked open the door, he knew with the small lamp lit up in the corner of the living room that you were waiting up for him.

He felt his heart sink as he saw your feet at the end of the couch and a blanket tangled up around you.

He's told you over and over not to wait up for him. He's doesn't like it. The guilt the fills he gut when he knows you're up early for work the next day.

With the stale smell of the kitchen clinging on his clothes, he wanted to hop in the shower. But before he did, he wanted to make sure you were in bed and getting some rest.

He leaned down, grazing his fingers along the side of your face. He watched you twitch out of your light sleep, followed by a lazy yawn.

"Carm.. You're home," you hummed, sleep hung onto your voice.

"Mmmhmmm"

He gently brought his arms under and lifted you to his chest. The smell of chicken stock and sweat filled your nose, which instantly gave you comfort that he was home safe.

"You need sleep," He whispered, making his way to your bedroom

"No... I- I need you.." You mumbled back, feeling him lay you down on the bed.

He lips curled up in a small smile. He knew you weren't going to remember this in the morning. But he was going to keep the memory for as long as possible.

You both haven't said the L word, but when you said you needed him, something tweaked in his chest. He needed you, too. Not just for sex or loneliness. He realized that he secretly loved you staying up and waiting for him. As much guilt he felt, he also felt wanted.

He gazed as you got in a comfy position after draping the blanket over you. You were already out like a light again.

He leaned down, kissing your forehead

"I need you too," He murmured

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# hot

Paul Wesley as Stefan Salvatore

The Vampire Diaries - Season 1

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Fictional men who have the "it's ok to murder but it's never ok to disrespect your wife" energy >>>>

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Carmy not realizing he has a daddy kink until you let it slip during sex and he just loses his ever-loving mind...I'm thinkin about it

If you had asked him if he had a daddy kink he would have laughed his ass off and told you that although his relationship with his parents had been fucked up, it wasn’t that fucked up. And he would have stood by that statement for the rest of his days.

Until one night he comes home from the restaurant and he’s hungry for you, takes you for the first time just inside the front door, barely manages to kick the door shut behind him. The second round is in the shower, and by the time the third rolls around he’s fucking you into the mattress. There’s sweat trickling between his shoulder blades as he rolls his hips slowly, the head of his cock rubbing against a spot inside you that makes you see stars. And by this point you’re totally cock-drunk, you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve cum and your thighs are sticky with whatever of Carmen’s cum has managed to leak out around his thick cock. You’re babbling incoherently, the only thing keeping you tied to this earth is the feeling of him inside you.

“Wanna see you cum again, baby.” Carmen insists, relishing how your nails dig into his biceps.

You shake your head wildly, eyes half lidded as you protest. “I can’t, Carmy, can’t cum again.”

His cock twitches at how your words are slurred, totally blissed out on pleasure.

“One more time, princess, you can do that for me, can’t you? Be a good girl, and let me feel you cum around me?” He coaxes, voice raspy as he reaches down between you to smear the wetness from your pussy and his cum across your clit, thumb rubbing tight circles around it.

Your back arches off the mattress, sensations rocketing through you, brain lighting up with dopamine.

“Want you to cum too, Carmy. Cum inside me, please Daddy, want you to fill me up so good that I get knocked up, Daddy please.”

Carmen cums almost instantly, with a groan that sounds like someone punched him in the gut. He’s barely aware of you cumming around him, only the endless string of that word in your sweet little voice running through his mind- daddydaddydaddydaddydaddy

Okay so maybe he does have a daddy kink.

Sue him.

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On the Couch

Quick daydream... of the one and only Carmy Berzatto.

Warning: SMUT (couch sex)

He's staring up at you. Your eyes closed, lips apart. Pleasure written all over your face. Both of you on the couch, skin to skin.

He couldn't stop staring you as you bounced up and down on your knees and rocking back and forth on his dick from time to time.

His hands grip your waist, supporting you. Both of you feel the beginning of the climb.

He brought his head down, flicking his tongue against your hard nipple. He couldn't resist them. His rough fingertips grazing the soft skin on your neck.

"That's it, pretty girl.... that's it -" He grunted the last part, feeling your walls clamp around him.

Your breaths got deeper the closer you got. Your eyes opened softly, landing on his blown out ones. You felt his hands wrap around the back of your neck, bringing your face down to his and enveloping his lips. Your kiss is eager and sloppy.

"Y-you gonna cum pretty girl?" He breathed searching your eyes.

You nodded immediately, feeling the head of his cock, hit that perfect angle that drove shivers down your spine.

He could feel your thighs begin to shake. That's all he needed.

In that moment, he wrapped his hand around your neck as if it were second nature. Tightening his grip on both sides.

"Look at me," He stated his eyes never leaving yours, watching you become undone before him.

"Imma c-"

"Do it, let go, pretty girl." He flickered his eyes down for a moment.

His eyes watching his cock disappear in you.

"I-i feel you" He moaned, keeping his hand on your throat, his eyes back on yours.

Both you were crumbling into each other. Dragging pleasure out of one another. Your hips crashing down on his. Your labored breaths filling up the room.

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