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@prosada : [ edge ]

you. me. now.

Willow never quite knows what he’s going to get into during their passionate forays. They’ve certainly been very carnal. Adventurous even. The array of claw marks and bites on his body from long evenings were sign of that. Hot blooded, loud, rough and even bordering competitive sometimes. Willow enjoys taking top and teasing her impatient neediness. Her flushed and hot body squirming beneath him made his heart skip beats. Better when she snaps in agony over his slow and meticulous foreplay. He might tease too often. She hates to wait for her hard rutting.

…But it comes to literally bite him in the ass. Sada is as vengeful as she is borderline masochist. Feels like it anyway when the tables turned on him to be in passionate agony.

Hands had fistfuls of bedsheets to temper him. He was flushed hot and squirmed with every touch. His rod throbbed in her expert hands, ready for release. But she wouldn’t allow him to peak; torturously keeping him there to come down before getting him riled again. He was practically whimpering. The look Willow gave her begged.

“ A-ah…! T-Too late to say sorry then?”

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approaching rain clouds

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@intriguant : [ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

you. me. now.

Faba did inquire about some .. collaborative work not long ago. This is what they had in mind, right? Next to actual Pokémon research, he swears! His grant beneficiaries don’t have to know every detail of their process, right? Probably best to leave the very intimate details out in the margins—

It started as research…and it didn’t stay that way for long. The good professor had been a little smitten since that rainy parting not long ago. Soaking wet under a shared umbrella, warm Alolan rain drumming against the nylon canopy and just the brush of Faba’s hand on his stubble before the kiss. Peak moment. Call him a romantic.

The scrambled notebooks and papers weren’t part of the moment. His chair was gladly shared as was his lap. Faba was incredibly confident in his work. This kind of work. One of his turn-ons that made him excited even before this. It was very apparent in Willow’s quickening breath, flushed face and especially the hard rod Faba was grinding on.

Willow’s hands held the other’s hips down with a bashful laugh under his breath. He had no words…yet.

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞

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punishing yourself won’t turn back time and fix your mistake

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I want romance. I want laughter. I want the 3am love making. I want consistency. I want loyalty. I want the random looks of admiration. I want to know you're just for me. I want date nights and flowers. I want truth. I want priority. I want love that's pure and calming.

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my dad is visiting so i get to see commander sniffles. today he saw amadeus tearing a berry to shreds and cried so hard about it that he fell over

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i, one of many, am happy you exist

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by Willie Huang

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⭐️ ⭐️ slappy

STARS FOR HEADCANONS. @silverformed

professor willow is persistent in convincing faba to focus a little more on fitness, but he's not deterred by the pushback that's sure to come of it, very much to the tune of 'you can't just laze around like a slowpoke all day!' 'I can, and I will!' sometimes though, a good "come walking/biking with me" will get faba moving. he just needs a good push in order to get started, as he does with most things these days, to which willow obliges — this just comes up the most often.

it drives faba positively insane to not know willow's full name. he has scoured all of the professor's published works for it, and will occasionally take a shot in the dark at guessing, often just blurting names off of the top of his head when it's not even the topic of discussion. it's bound to pay off one of these days! or not...

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it’s monday i’m in the labyrinth

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*gives you a little piece of my heart* GET LOVED

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“ What’s this? A doctorates? My, I should’ve been calling you Dr. Vic this whole time through! Excuse my disrespect, doctor.” Genuine amazement at the discovery though Willow’s tone continued to be playful. “ It’s not that surprising if I think about it. You’re both so knowledgeable and intuitive with the Pokémon here. I guess I’m just happier to get to know more about you.”

Connection! Genuine amity! And here he remembered how aloof Vicious played in the beginning. No person was incapable. He truley believed that. But to see them bond was…really nice. Willow was flushed, heart racing excitedly. Should he be a growlithe his imagined tail would be wagging miles speed.

“ But you are correcto! Totodile and many things communicate through gesture. Light biting is playful and inviting. It’s to get attention without hurting each other. Dunno about the human bit though. Believe it or not, we are a lot simpler then we think we are.”

Meaning yes, yes he was nipping him for attention. Willow finally lifts away from Vic’s shoulder.

“ Its a good thing though. The more we learn about one another the less complicated it gets.

…And I really like getting to know more about you, Doctor Vic. ”

" Oh so you have been paying attention! Good work! " A ho hum~! And here he was not only a few months being so resistant! Goodness knows he hadn't had an assistant that took to Pokemon studies so quickly. The Pokemon took quite a shinning to him.

And well, maybe more then just the Pokemon.

" Ah! Let's test your knowledge and use context clues to find out. Totodile, the Big Jaw Pokemon. " Willow leans playfully over him just a little more. " What have ya learned? "

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"Sometimes, you have to lose yourself a little, die a few times to the parts of you that no longer serve, before you can truly live—and love, with all the depth and fire you've been waiting for."

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Spent an hour word vomiting to Nox about Jurassic World new movie at 3 AM

Got four hours of sleep

I Can feel my eyeballs

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“ Ah…the second option!” Oops, hope that didn’t offend Faba. It was natural habit of his to touch base with colleagues he’s working with that day. ‘Did you bring water with you? Keep hydrated!’ ‘ The UV index is at 10 today! Put on some sunscreen!’ ‘Hope you’ve packed some protein for energy. I have some extra jerky if you need some-‘

“ You’ve been working non-stop for a good 2 hours. I was going to suggest you take a 20 minute break with me. It helps boost productivity while keeping from burnout.” Right on cue. Willow smiles and gestures to the space next to him on the railing to lean on. “ You work harder then a combee, but even the best worker in the hive takes a break to smell the flowers! We haven’t had a real chance to chat anyways. You do some real interesting stuff for Aether. ”

Unfortunately for Faba, Willow will indeed be doing some up close and well-meaning introspection.

how are you holding up ?

THE DUSTY TOYBOX.

"oh, you know... I can't very well complain," words are accompanied by a humming sigh that dares to give him away — he most certainly can, he can always find a way, but rather refrains for reasons that faba himself cannot quite articulate.

perhaps it is the lingering threat of introspection that is sure to come of willow's well-meaning follow-up inquiring that he wishes to avoid. necessary, but challenging, much too immense to face, and not nearly as entertaining as griping openly would be.

"please, professor... I know that I may allow myself to partake in something of a runaround day in and day out, but I despair to think that I may look as though I will not hold up! unless of course, you instead ask out of pure interest and compassion, in which case, your concern is deeply touching, indeed!"

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Sunrise in Milk and Dandelions by Andrey