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Marsil core @rencelin

Dan & Phil photographed by a fan during their Terrible Influence performance in London!

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I’m taking grim and sardonic writing suggestions, preferably just one shot ideas

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Autumnrose||Adonia

!SMUT!

(Takes place right after Naseria finds out her younger sister ran away and Adonis came in to save the day😜)

Adonis balled the fabric of Naseria's skirt in his hand, his fist on her back as the fingers on his other hand dug into her bare waist. Through lust filled eyes, his gaze trailed down, his mouth agape slightly as he stared at Naseria’s rose colored hair sprawled out on the desk below them.

Her papers were stacked neatly on the edge of the desk, and even as Adonis *wanted* to throw everything on the floor and take Naseria right then and there, he after all, was a gentleman- so he bent her over instead.

“Addi,” Naseria moaned, a whimper echoing after Adonis let go of her skirt, throwing it higher up her back as he gripped the other side of her waist, sinking himself deeper inside of her.

Adonis let out an exhausted laugh, “Don’t call me that,” his voice was teasing, but the huskiness of his tone made it clear he wasn’t joking.

“What, you don’t like that?” She turned her head, resting it on the hard wooden surface of the desk as she tried her best to look at her lover's face.

“No, not particularly.” His words were light, slipping just past his tongue that he now rested on the back of his teeth. His eyes shifted, now looking into Naseria’s brown hazy ones.

“No? What about Donny, something cute for when we’re alone?” She was trying to act innocent, even after knowing he still wouldn’t like her suggestion.

And she was only half joking.

He gave her a look, “How about you just look forward darling?” Adonis leaned forwards, pressing himself against her back as he nipped at her ear.

Naseria hummed, a satisfied tone to it. She turned her head back around, her eyes drifting over the room, trying to find something to focus her attention to other than the pounding behind her.

Her fingers brushed the white box that held the chocolate cake pushing it slightly forwards. Her eyes snapped to it, her heart jumping a beat, scared that she would accidentally push it off the edge. Her hands balled into fists, her nails digging into the palm of her hand as her eyes locked onto the small black symbol that was stamped to the side of the box.

Something about it made her heart flutter, a faint smile etching itself onto her face before she bit her lip, muffling herself as she buried her head into her arm.

*He's so sweet.*

She couldn’t help but laugh a bit, the thought of Adonis shopping for a cake. It was simple, yet it meant something to her. That even after being alone for so long, she was falling in love with Adonis Christou of all people.