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sebastianmarinos:

Isaac’s face lights up at his suggestion and Sebastian can’t help but return his husband’s smile, shifting slightly under the covers. Isaac seems to be in a good mood, and that always makes him happy. Isaac really is the light of his life, and it makes Sebastian’s heart swell to see him so pleased.

“Aw…I missed you too, baby boy.” The brunette hum as the other male leans closer, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips. “You’re all mine now though, that’s what matters.” Slipping his arms around Isaac’s waist as he stands, he leans their foreheads together, grinning a bit. “Love you.” 

Isaac exhales slowly as Sebastian’s arms circle around his waist, his hands falling to rest on his husband’s biceps. The smile on his face never fades, pressing closer and sneaking a quick kiss to the other’s lips. “Mhm. Yours.” After tonight, he’s pretty sure he’ll have an easier time having fun at the resort, but that doesn’t mean he’s not also looking forward to having Sebastian to himself again. Someday.

“I love you, like, so fucking much.” He dips his head down to pepper a few kisses across his jawline, still drunk but steadied by the arms around his waist. “And I want you to fuck me tonight.”

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sebastianmarinos:

“No, no. I was awake.” Sebastian says quickly, shaking his head at his husband’s apology. He hadn’t meant to make Isaac worry or feel bad. Of course he wanted him to have fun on the island without him, and he was happy that he was. “You’re fine, babe. I promise I was awake.” 

Once Isaac mentions a shower, Sebastian sits up slightly, accepting the kiss on the forehead with a smile. “Mm, how about I join you in the shower? I can wash your hair for you, maybe some other things…what do you think?” 

Isaac beams when Sebastian suggests he join him, although it’s odd; it’s never really been the case that he’s come back to the room stretched and fucked and sated, and if he were sober he might be anxious about the protocol. As it stands, there’s a large part of him that wants Sebastian to reclaim him hard and fast, be it in the shower or otherwise, but. He’s happy no matter what.

“Yeah.” The word itself isn’t as much of an answer but the breathy eagerness of his tone is enough. He’s still grinning as he peels back the covers from Sebastian, his other hand coming up to slide through his husband’s hair. “Missed you all day, Daddy.”

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sebastianmarinos:

It’s a rare night that Sebastian comes back to their suite to find it empty. Not that he’s upset or jealous or anything else, because he’s glad that Isaac is putting himself out there and having a good time without him, he truly is. It’s just a little jarring, at least at first. He’s gotten used to coming home to Isaac, even here at the resort. 

But as time passes it becomes clear that he’s not going to be back for a while, and after a few drinks from the minibar, Seb decides to call it a night, turning the TV in their room off so he could get some sleep. Or at least try to. The bed feels far too big for just one person, the space beside him cold. He tries not to think about it though, eyes slipping shut in an attempt to sleep, but it doesn’t work.

He doesn’t know how long he lays there, but eventually he hears the door to their suite open and the sound of Isaac shuffling around, finally rolling over to turn the lamp by his side of the bed on, squinting in  the light. “Hey, you. Good night?” 

Isaac’s eyes widen almost comically as the light flips on, seeing that oh, Sebastian’s here. Their positions have been flipped more than once, and he kind of assumed that his husband would also be out, but-- oh no, he woke him up. The realization hits drunk Isaac quickly, and in lieu of a greeting, he clasps a hand to his chest. “Did I wake you up?” He’s poised with one knee on the bed, lips parted. “I’m sorry, I didn’t--”

Drunk Isaac’s mouth moves faster than his mind, though, because the next realization is that oh, Sebastian’s here! and he’s thankful for that, because he misses him, like, all the time when he’s gone, but it’s worse at night. “Mm, good night, but I missed you.” He stretches across the bed to peck a kiss to his forehead. “Go back to sleep. I’m gonna shower and then I’ll be back.” 

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Isaac has never been the kind of guy who goes out, but that’s the entire point of the island, so he’s been making an effort, at least. He’s not doing so as much as Sebastian, who seems to radiate a kind of confidence that just attracts, but he’s not jealous over it, usually. It’s odd for him to do anything other than stand off to the side and observe, and he’s spent enough time agonizing over why Sebastian is with him--it just is, and he’ll drive himself crazy if he spends his life questioning why he deserves this. He resolutely does not wonder if he can maintain Sebastian’s interest in the long term, sexual or not. There’s a ring on his finger for a reason. And so, with that confidence in mind, he’s trying.

It turns out that trying, for Isaac, involves a lot of alcohol.

... It works.

He’s not sure what time it is when he finally comes back to their room, unsure if Sebastian’s there, but if he is, Isaac hopes he’s alone. He doesn’t feel like finding alternate accommodations, and if he doesn’t get the familiarity of his husband’s warm body next to him, then he wants to at least have the comfort of their shared... resort.. bed. Or something. 

It’s a chore, stumbling in the dark (what if Bas is sleeping?), trying to navigate the suite and pull his clothes off simultaneously. Isaac’s almost cracked his head open multiple times when he finally hits his side of the bed, stripped down to his underwear, triumphant. Small victories.

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princessisabellareyes:

Isabella chuckled. “Well then we’ll make it yourthink.” She replied moving and pulling the man closer before starting to grind on him. “We’re here to make everyone jealous aren’t we?”

Isaac’s eyes widened almost comically at the way she pulled him closer, hands hovering somewhat awkwardly in the air as he tried to figure out what the fuck to do with them, oh God. Eventually they settled on her waist, still watching the way she moved. “I don’t know about that,” he replied with a huffed laugh, “but you’re... well, I think you’re taking care of that on your own. Not that I’m complaining or anything.”

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princessisabellareyes:

Isabella loved to dance. She always had which is why her parents put her in dance classes from a young age. It also helped that she often worked as a back up dancer for artists so she was definitely in her element on the dance floor and noticed a young dark haired man watching her. “You gonna join me or what darling?”

The realization that he was staring didn’t happen until it was too late--she was looking at him, talking to him, and he could feel the blood rush to his cheeks. He quickly averted his gaze. “I don’t really--dancing isn’t my thing,” he replied honestly, looking down at his drink. He needed to be a hell of a lot drunker for this. “I’m sorry for, uh.” Should he apologize? This was a sex resort. The protocol was lost on him. 

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elianna-montelongo:

It had been such a long time since she had danced. Elianna could feel the stress melting away as she allowed herself to be captured by the rhythm, eyes closed and a drink in her hand. A smile was on her face when the song came to an end, her eyes catching those of a stranger. She wasn’t used to people looking at her, not anymore. Slowly, she headed towards the man offering a friendly smile as the next song started, “Do you dance?” she asked, extending a hand towards him. 

Women didn’t catch his eye as frequently as men, but their beauty certainly wasn’t lost on him; the few times he’d had sexual relations with them had always been enjoyable, and although he preferred strong hands and a commanding demeanor in bed with him, Isaac wasn’t one to turn down any opportunity if the mood was right. He hadn’t meant to stare, though, and he was a little too caught up in the embarrassment of being called out to realize the implication of her question. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-- uhm, no. I mean, sometimes. Not well.” His attention flicked momentarily to the stranger’s hand as he felt his stomach twist into a knot. “I’m about two drinks away from hitting the dance floor, I’m afraid.”

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wesleypryce:

“Of course I will, sweetheart. Would you like to go somewhere else, or?” Wesley asks, his lips trailing along Isaac’s neck. He was happy either way, but he wanted the other man to be comfortable too.  “Wherever is fine with me.”

His eyes close halfway as the lips trail over his skin, and he’s almost too distracted to hear the question, but... not quite. “Somewhere else. Doesn’t have to be completely private, not sure if all the cabanas are taken, but just...” Isaac’s hand comes to rest over the back of Wesley’s neck. 

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wesleypryce:

Wesley smiles at Isaac’s response, reaching out to cup his cheek in his hand. “Mm…well that’s good to hear, sweet boy.” He murmurs, pressing their bodies closer together now, a couple of inches still between them. “Very good indeed.”

Isaac’s the one who closes the distance between them entirely, pressing his body up against Wesley’s, tilting his head into the touch. Judging by the man’s demeanor, he hesitates for just a second before he decides he can get away with, “will you show me the ropes, Daddy?”

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sebastianmarinos:

It was no secret that Sebastian loved having his cock sucked, especially by his husband. Isaac never failed to make him feel good. They really were the perfect match. “Fuck…baby boy, you feel so good.” Sebastian moans once the tip of his cock reaches the back of Isaac’s throat, a low moan leaving his lips. “Just like that, don’t stop.”

Isaac keeps that same rhythm, using his hand to cover what his mouth can’t easily reach. He sucks him enthusiastically, at one point pulling back enough so he can dip his tongue into Sebastian’s cock’s slit to taste the precum gathering there. He moans, this time opening his throat so he can take him even further when he moves back down, focused on his breathing and the sounds of approval from his husband as his lips wrap around his base. 

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sebastianmarinos:

A hum of approval leaves Sebastian lips as soon as his cock is freed, his shorts far too tight for his cock as it hardens. “That’s it, such a good boy. Take my cock.” He says over the music, gripping Isaac’s hair a bit tighter. “Fuck.” His hips press forward a bit more as his husband takes the head of his cock into his mouth, grinning down at him. “God, I love your mouth.”

His eyes flutter closed in response to the praise, completely unconcerned with whether or not they’ve developed an audience. Isaac grips Sebastian’s thigh with one hand while the other wraps around the base of his cock as he takes him deeper into his mouth. Eyes closing, he inches down until the tip of his cock hits the back of his throat.

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wesleypryce:

Wes can tell the younger man is a bit shy, opting to leave the space between them for now, deeming it best to let Isaac come to him. Moving with the music, he returns Isaac’s grin, feeling his gaze on him.”Mm, what is it?” He asks, leaning in a bit closer. “What’s on your mind?”

Isaac considers the question for a moment, then offers a small smile. “Nothing, really. I just--I haven’t really explored much outside of my husband, yet, so I’m just...” Was this presumptuous? This was a sex resort. He didn’t think so. “Excited.” 

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sebastianmarinos:

Pressing his hips forward Sebastian smirks, thumb running over Isaac’s cheek slowly before he drops to his knees, fingers tangling in his hair. “Mm, such a brave boy.” He murmurs, his smirk quickly turning into a grin as he looks back at his husband, focused only on the man in front of him now. “Then we don’t have to go anywhere, baby. My cock is all yours.”

Isaac loves him--loves his cock, loves those small touches, loves everything--and all he can register, now, is the way Sebastian’s cock looks as it’s freed from the confines of those shorts. He very slowly drags his tongue along the underside of it, drifting along the vein that rests there. His tongue swirls along the head of Seb’s cock, then sucks the whole tip into his mouth with a desperate whine. 

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sebastianmarinos:

“Mm, right here? In the middle of the club?” Sebastian asks with a smirk, his own cock twitching in his shorts at the idea. Isaac’s mouth always feels amazing, and Seb has been known to enjoy an audience. “Of course you can, sweetheart…where should I take you?” 

Isaac doesn’t always shy away from an audience. It usually takes a considerable amount of coaxing, perhaps, but when he’s in his element he likes having eyes on him, likes when people see him that way. Likes everyone seeing how good he is for Seb. But... tonight, apparently, he’s without any reservations. And so, with an innocent grin, he hooks two fingers around the waistband of Sebastian’s shorts, says “you don’t have to take me anywhere,” then promptly drops to his knees. Isaac doesn’t really feel like waiting for the relocation.

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wesleypryce:

Wes is tall and husky, and to be honest, not very rhythmic. But he’s had a few drinks and he’s not gong to pass up the opportunity to dance with a very attractive man. Smirking at Isaac’s comment, he leads him to the dance floor, leaning in a bit closer as they walk.”You’ll have to let me know.” Wesley teases back, tiling the brunette’s face towards his. 

Isaac grins up at him, and he’s surprisingly quick to fall into place, draping one arm over Wesley’s shoulder while his other hand rests on his chest. There’s still a few inches between their bodies that he’s not quite bold enough to fix quite yet, and instead focuses on moving his body to the beat of the song, gaze fixated on the defined line of Wesley’s jaw.

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sebastianmarinos:

“Mm, I know. And you look so, so sexy, baby boy.” Sebastian murmurs, his hands moving to grab Isaac’s ass. He really did look amazing dressed in Frank n Furter’s signature corset and lingerie. “I like you best naked, I have to admit.” The brunette teases, hips bucking forward into his husband’s as he kisses him back, moaning back against his lips. “God, you’re irresistible.” 

Isaac’s breathing is shallow as Sebastian continues to move against him, his cock stirring in the lingerie. He slides his fingers through his husband’s hair, eyes lidded, hips seeking more friction. “I want to blow you,” he breathes after a moment, a stupid smile on his face. “Can I, Daddy? Please?”

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wesleypryce:

Wesley can’t help but notice how Isaac grins at the praise, finishing off his drink rather quickly as the younger man slips his arm through his. There was something sweet about him that definitely perked his interest. “Mm, I am. Would you like to dance?” He asks, giving Isaac a smile of his own. 

Isaac’s not typically a dancer unless Sebastian is in tow but he’s open to trying new things at this resort, especially when he’s somehow managed to nab the attention of a man like Wesley. Suddenly, the idea of having a strong body move with his is enough to make him get over any of his reservations, so. As they move into the crowded club, Isaac moves closer to the man in question. “Yeah, yeah. I do.” He’s not as drunk as he’d like to be, but his head still feels cloudy, so it’s okay. And then, in his own dumb attempt at flirting, he adds, “Something tells me you’re easy to move with.”