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“Part of the reason that I probably said I’ve never used a dating app is because I’ve never met anyone I liked on one.”
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Paige did just that. She made her way to his sofa as she sipped her drink. The thought of standing up crossed her mind, but she spent hours on her feet. She needed a break, even if she risked possibly falling asleep before the caffeine kicked in. "So..." Paige exhaled. "We should probably talk about-" Paige hesitated to say 'us.' "Whatever is going on here."
"My own car, I took it here, all my post work stuff is in it. And I so desperately need out of these heels and some comfy clothing." Paige felt a small weight lift from her shoulders. "See you after work bossman." She gave him a small smile. Time seemed to drag. It was a busy night, time should have flown by. And yet getting to his house was a bit of a process. The quick clothing change, and stop at the local coffee shop for a coffee she didn't really need set her back by a few minutes. She was supposed to have cut back on peppermint mochas during her night hours. It messed with her dreams and sleep schedule and yet when she arrived at Dante's house, she had finished half of it. However, she couldn't face this conversation without some sort of armor. With a stomach full of knots she knocked on his door.
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𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.
All these quotes are taken from different works of fiction and depict sensual, sexual tension between two people in different scenarios. There are some that are suggestive while others are more detail so this meme is nsft and usft, please tag accordingly. Mentions of jealousy, possessiveness, sex, fantasies are all here. Change pronouns, names, locations as you see fit.
I knew the first moment I saw him that it was going to be raw, it was going to be ugly, and I was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.
You're still looking.
You make it hard to look away.
I'm over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, that’s not fair.
If you'd just man up and admit there's something between us, I would strip down to my skin so you could see every single inch of me.
How long are you going to make me wait?
How awfully presumptuous of you to think I'd let you.
You missed my arrogance almost as much as I missed your impudence, little one.
You said not to fall for you. Did you change your mind?
We both needed to blow off some steam, and we did, right?
They say the colour of a lady’s lips is an exact match to another region on the body?
You're too soft.
Can we go back to making out now?
You sound jealous.
Then tell me this is what you truly want. Swear you want this more than anything else and I'll never mention it again.
If you want me to play the bawd, at least give me the benefit of your advice.
Tell me how it's done. Do you think she'd like it if I came to her like this, if I looked deeply in to her eyes?
And then like this? Is this how I ought to seduce her?
You're wet, aren't you?
You drove me mad.
She asked me not to be gentle with her, either,I would have been gentle with you, though.
I would have had you moaning my name throughout it all. And I would have taken a very, very long time, Feyre.
I'm all yours to look at, you know.
You need to let me go, darling, before we start something I intend to finish.
Feel free to touch, darling. It's all yours.
. . .I hate you.
Say it again.
Grind it. Nice and fine.
I gave him a few smiles and he handed over a family heirloom. I bet he'd give me the keys to his territory if I showed up wearing those undergarments.
Why shouldn't I? You seem to have difficulty not staring at me day and night.
Am I supposed to deny, that I find you attractive?
Is that a challenge, Feyre?
Do you think it's fair that you have seen every inch of me, and I have seen none of you?
Move with me now.
Touch me anywhere you please.
I want you to make love to me.
Do you know what that truly means?
You do know? You know that I will be inside you and that I will move inside you, until we are both mad from pleasure?
I want you inside me.
You have three minutes to get ready now.
I did dream about you. I didn’t want to, but I did.
What was I doing in your dreams?
Someone is watching us through the window.
All the more reason to put on a good show.
You're not in a position to make demands.
The best things are found in the most secret places.
And you are a beautiful, sexy temptress who is about to be fucked by a man who wants her so desperately he's willing to do anything to have her.
When I'm with a woman, it's not me doing the begging.
You're rubbing yourself all over me. What did you think was going to happen?
I thought you were all about self-control.
I remember how powerful those thighs are.
You are more beautiful than I imagined.
And your skin... Christ, it shimmers like gold.
I'm naked underneath.
Tell me----did it get you off knowing I was watching?
I want to take you under the moonlight.
Please, don’t stop.
Oh, so I shouldn’t? That would be cruel of me, wouldn’t it?
I am the cruelest man you will ever meet, but, I will make you feel so good, you will not care.
I’ve never been with a man before.
You do bad things to me, Carrie. Very bad things.
And you, Miss, are no lady.
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"My own car, I took it here, all my post work stuff is in it. And I so desperately need out of these heels and some comfy clothing." Paige felt a small weight lift from her shoulders. "See you after work bossman." She gave him a small smile. Time seemed to drag. It was a busy night, time should have flown by. And yet getting to his house was a bit of a process. The quick clothing change, and stop at the local coffee shop for a coffee she didn't really need set her back by a few minutes. She was supposed to have cut back on peppermint mochas during her night hours. It messed with her dreams and sleep schedule and yet when she arrived at Dante's house, she had finished half of it. However, she couldn't face this conversation without some sort of armor. With a stomach full of knots she knocked on his door.
dante gave her a nod, "alright. do you want to ride with me or bring your own car?" he didn't think she'd end up wanting to stay so he fully expected her to says he wanted to bring her own car, which was ultimately okay. "right. no hard feelings." he was trying to forget about what happened before, especially since he knew he probably overreacted and the last thing he wanted to do was make this situation worse.
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"drop the addy and I'll be by as soon as possible with your chocolate delivery."
"Craving. You do know how to make a girl blush. All is forgiven, I like a bit of dirty talk."
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Paige had to think for a moment. The office meant they could get to the bottom of this quicker, but his house would be more comfortable. "Your house." She could kick off her shoes and get herself some food on the drive there. "No hard feelings for the night? It's just work. Not personal." As bratty as Paige could be, now was a time for being serious.
maybe she was right. maybe they should go somewhere else to talk and to really lay everything out on the table. "alright." he shoved his hands into his pockets and cleared his throat, "...when your shift is over, meet me in my office or would you prefer to meet me at my place? i want you to be comfortable."
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"Craving. You do know how to make a girl blush. All is forgiven, I like a bit of dirty talk."
Sweet Tooth ||Closed||
taken from here @azraelblack
"Lucky for you I have time and I'm sweeter than a a pixie stick. Tell me what you're craving."
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Sweet Tooth ||Closed||
taken from here @azraelblack
"Lucky for you I have time and I'm sweeter than a a pixie stick. Tell me what you're craving."
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The pieces were falling into place whether he said the quiet part out loud or not. Time was money yes, but her job and personal life could not mix. As badly as she wanted it too, packing up and starting over a second time was not in the cards. "Dante... We can talk somewhere private. I think it's long overdue."
dante knew she was right. there really wasn't anything he should be jealous of and even so, he couldn't hold himself back from glaring at the customer across the club. he knew it wasn't good for business, "i know it's your job but you don't get it. i-" he clenched his jaw and gave paige a shake of his head, "nevermind."
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List of “I still…” prompts
I still smell the traces of your scent on my bedsheets; my clothes; my pillowcase
I still remember your favourite songs; the way you’d sing them out loud thinking no one’s listening, and then getting flustered when you realised I heard you
I still remember all of your little quirks in which I’ve always found so endearing to me, but you always thought were annoying
I still remember the feel of you under my palms; every curve, every line
I still have your number memorised, like the back of my hand
I still remember your smile, the soft quirk to it. How could I not? It’s ingrained in the back of my mind, even though I wish it wasn’t
I still can’t get you out of my mind even though I’m probably long gone from yours
I still remember how you’d laugh at my jokes even though they didn’t make any sense to anyone else
I still have our inside jokes kept somewhere in the back of my mind
I still remember how you taste
I still remember how you sound; your sweet voice you told me you hated when you had to listen back to it over voice recording
I still remember how you’d be there for me, through both the thick and the thin
I still remember how you told me you’d always be there for me
I still remember how our love was supposed to be unconditional… until it wasn’t
I still remember how things went down south. Where did things go wrong? I still don’t really understand what happened…
I still think about you, day in, day out
I still miss you
I still want you
I still need you
And I… I still love you, even after all of this time
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"I could see the green all over your face. What's to be jealous of? What's to be jealous of? Customers don't get to have me or my attention once I clock out." Paige placed a hand on her hip. As if she hadn't learned her lesson from their little fling crashing and damn near burning before.
"Do you, though?" Paige couldn't hold back. She felt like if he truly knew what he was saying, they wouldn't be having this conversation. "Unless I have a ring on my finger. I'm free to do what I want, when I want, with whoever I want. Especially when it comes to my job." She put a little emphasis on her words. "He tips well, so I turn on the extra charm. Gotta give them a reason to come back."
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"I know, I know, but just incase you were. Gotta be smart about these things. One minute we're joking about joining and the next one of us is sucked into something we shouldn't be involved with." Paige was too stubborn to be sucked into a cult of any sort. She'd mouth off one too many times and quickly be banished... or sacrificed to the highest bidder as Brielle had said. "We think too much to be in a cult. I'm also entirely too honest to lie that much and pretend. Can't do it. Especially when it comes to wines." Even though she had made up her mind on the taste she gave it one last sip. "Nope... Bitter wines are not for me and this is a little too bitter. Doesn't make it bad, just not for me... I can work this into a little script in no time."
"Cults want money." Paige said dismissing the idea. It wouldn't benefit Bri at all to join one. "They want money and your unwavering devotion. I can't rock with that." While not an expert, Paige's love of documentaries had given some knowledge. And they had done quite the contrary. When things crashed down, the members were often blamed. "My parents thought I joined a cult once. I almost wish that was the case. Almost. No the real success is starting one. That's the ego boost you're looking for."
Paige looked at the freshly opened bottle of wine. It had been a sponsors that Paige had to promote on her social medias rather soon. "I've had better red wines. This one is a little too bitter for me."
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“ i was expecting a trick. but you’re a real treat. “
"Ain't no tricks here. I'm full of surprises though. I hope you have a sweet tooth."
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Prompt: 104
In a village just outside the city an errant wizard had made a home out of the ribcage of a giant. He carved runes into the bones for protection and grew trailing wisteria up the as an offering the appease the giant's spirit.
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