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RAFAEL SILVA by Dean Isidro (2025)
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Pedro Pascal | "The Fantastic Four: First Steps World Premiere" in Los Angeles, California | July 21, 2025 | 📷 Jamie Mizrahi
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"I thought it suited me, I grew tired of being pale all the time." That would largely be because of his full body coverage when out in missions, masks to shield his face, body suits and whatever else to completely hide his identity. But still, the heat and sun of brazil had opened him up to a new type of vanity, the kind that probably already ran in his estranged family, but he didn't bother keeping up with them.
An amused smirk, and a noise to go with it as though he would ever consider denying that request, but he could at least pretend for a few seconds. Moving from his own longue chair, there was no hesitation from him as he straddled beast, legs on either side, the creak of the chair beneath them from their combined weights, but it'd hold.
"Looks like we're still alone, and I got the best suit upstairs." He sat straight, hands on Beast to keep himself steady, then he'd start to slowly grind himself down against his occasional-lovers body, but he kept his breathing steady, casual even. "I hope you don't think this was just a quickie by the pool, you're not leaving my sight until tomorrow."
That twitch was recognizable, but only because Beast had been sleeping around with Rok for a while now. The more they slept, the more Beast had learned the other's body and its miniscule tells. He was sure Rok had been learning his. The smallest quiver of the corner of his lip usually hidden by his scruff for example. Or the way his hand flexed as if to grab something for a micro second at the sight of that ass.
Beast walked over and sat on the lounge chair next to Rok."Brazil. You're still keeping up the tan I see," he replied before tossing his coat to an empty chair nearby. Then he laid down on the chair facing up, looking at the other that was so close to him. Without moving his gaze, Beast began to unbutton just a few of the top ones to expose his salt and pepper chest hair and cleavage of his muscular pecs.
"Got room on this one if you want," he invited, an uncommon smirk on his face as the ball was now in Rok's court.
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Vampire whimpering and moaning while he drinks your blood and he gets all breathless as he tells you how good you taste and also he’s jacking off the whole time. Think about it.
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LOGAN LERMAN Photographed by Jenna Greene for WWD
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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN Destination X | S01E08 - The Knives Are Out
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🐝 * ― 𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿.
[ bed ] our muses have sex in a bed [ shower ] our muses have sex in a shower [ car ] our muses have sex in the back of a car / on the hood of a car [ table ] our muses have sex on a table [ whirlpool ] our muses have sex in a whirlpool [ bar ] our muses have sex at a bar [ tent ] our muses have sex in a tent in the backyard or campsite [ movie theater ] our muses have sex during a movie playing in the theater [ hotel ] our muses have sex in a hotel [ bathtub ] our muses have sex in a bathtub [ dressing room ] our muses have sex in a dressing room at a store [ kitchen counter ] our muses have sex on top of the kitchen counter [ washing machine ] our muses have sex on top of a washing machine [ office ] our muses have sex in an office [ parking lot ] our muses have sex in an empty parking lot [ elevator ] our muses have sex in an elevator [ airplane ] our muses have sex on an airplane [ public restroom ] our muses have sex in a public restroom [ beach ] our muses have sex on a beach [ sauna ] our muses have sex in a sauna [ pool ] our muses have sex in a swimming pool ( public or private ) [ ferris wheel ] our muses have sex while riding a ferris wheel [ barn ] our muses have sex in a barn [ church ] our muses have sex in a church [ cornfield ] our muses have sex in a cornfield [ boat ] our muses have sex on a boat / ship / ferry [ gym ] our muses have sex at a gym [ party ] our muses have sex at a party [ taxi ] our muses have sex in the back of a taxi / uber [ strip club ] our muses have sex in a strip club [ trampoline ] our muses have sex on top of a trampoline [ train ] our muses have sex while riding the train [ concert ] our muses have sex at a concert [ rooftop ] our muses have sex on a rooftop [ garage ] our muses have sex in a garage [ forest ] our muses have sex in a forest [ classroom ] our muses have sex in an ( empty ) classroom [ igloo ] our muses have sex in an igloo [ couch ] our muses have sex on the couch [ office chair ] our muses have sex in an office chair
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JOSEPH QUINN & PEDRO PASCAL The Fantastic Four: First Steps Interview | Jake's Takes
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Missionary, no condom, intense eye contact, your legs wrapped around me, deep creampies
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#so broad
PEDRO PASCAL in Celine Song's Materialists
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Frequenting clubs, bars and nightclubs wasn't anything new to Eddie, he was always the type to go with the flow and always down for a good party and an excuse to take his shirt off. Whether that was a sweaty dancefloor or just simply trying to flirt with a guy, a pro to having an immense healing power is scars faded, so his body was always kept at its best.
Eddie has been flirting with Jack the night before, offering him drinks and what not as they partied and it all lead to this. With his shirt still covering his torso, he lay on his side as he slept. Luckily, Eddie was a light sleeper, but he didn't let on at first that he had woken up, instead he was curious to see what Jack would do.
And he didn't disappoint, he felt the mans morning wood against his smooth cheeks, prompting a smirk from the Hero. So he lay there, saying nothing, doing nothing at first before he broke the silence, turning his head with a grin.
"Morning, handsome." A soft chuckle left him.
Muse: Jack, a usually shy top going through a spiraling moment in his life where he is a mess. Days off from being a masseur meant getting wasted.
Plot: Your muse and him were at the bar/club crushing each other hard while drinking. Could be his friend, a stranger, hell even a boss or coworker. Can go smut, or your muse stops and babies him a little.
Open to: bottoms/verse
Jack downed the energy drink next to his bed, searching for anything to drink. He had partied hard last night, and his healing powers would not work on himself for something like that. Jack slammed the empty can onto the bedside table before dropping his head into his pillow... until his arm rubbed up against somebody.
"Shit!" he muttered as he realized the man he was crushing on hard was in bed with him. Jack tried to remember if they hooked up, but drew a blank. Well, the two wore their shirts, but when he lifted the blanket and looked down, both were nude.
Damn was that ass hot. Just the sight of those cheeks and the movement made his dick start getting hard, so in his groggy state, Jack simply spooned the other from behind and began rubbing, not even caring if he really entered, just wanting to deal with his morning wood.
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(Busy day, stuck on mobile and discord for today, so hmu if you wanna plot.)
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COUNTDOWN - S1.E7 / Nothing Else Helps!
Jensen Ackles as Mark Meachum
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