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droppingpetals.

he continues to smile at the other man softly ,  the look in his eyes just as soft and gentle as his voice.  he wants the other to know he really is here for him  —  in case he wanted to talk or just some company that wasn’t like his usual crowd.  he must’ve been a polar opposite from the life cashmere lived.  flynn sighs contently when the man leans into him ,  cuddling even closer to him if it’s possible and the boy finds himself loving this  (  being this close to cash ,  he swears he could get used to it but doesn’t allow himself to  ).    ❛  you want a bath ?  ❜    he repeats quietly but doesn’t wait for an answer before he’s pulling away from the embrace.    ❛ i’ll go make you one then.  ❜    there’s a kiss pressed to cash’s cheek ,  sweet and lingering ,  before flynn is slipping from underneath the covers and trudging to the bathroom to get the bathwater running.

before he can repeat the words, flynn is already beginning to move. he reached out to brush his fingers across flynn’s cheekbone as lips pressed onto his cheek. then, he watched as the other disappeared. for a minute or two, cash simply laid onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. thinking. trying to process everything despite the way his mind was spinning. that’s what made it all so interesting, being this emotionally injured but unable to explain what happened or why. then, finally, he got up from the bed and made his way into the bathroom naked; the thin sheet from the bed now draping across his shoulders; soft. “i like them.”, he muttered as he entered the room.

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ive been working on my new acc. the character page is different so it just takes a while to set up bc i have so many muses.

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droppingpetals.

the chuckle and the words prompt a soft smile to curl on flynn’s face ,  smiling into the back of cash’s neck as he nuzzles his nose into his curls.  he saw the chuckle and the teasing as good signs ,  almost like a relief that things weren’t as bad as they could be with the other  —  he still found it in himself to be a little humorous.    ❛  well …  if you’d want me to ,  maybe i would.  ❜    he murmurs softly.  he would get in the bath with the other if asked ,  he’s already had a bath himself but he’d join the other if cash didn’t want to be alone.  flynn props himself up then ,  leans his elbow against the mattress so he can hook his chin over cash’s shoulder ,  peeking over at him.    ❛  —  you know i would.  i’m here for you.  ❜    and he’s not just talking about the bath.

the other’s words are gentle and soon he can feel his chin against his shoulder. cash turned his head so he could glance at the other. then slowly, he turned to be onto his back so that he could reach up; palm gentle resting against flynn’s cheek. “i know you are.”, and it’s such simple words but they hung so heavy between them. a moment passed before he moved his hand and then leaned into flynn; his face buried against his neck momentarily as he simply took in the other’s scent; much better than his own reeking of whiskey. “want you to get one ready.”, he decided after a few long moments.

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droppingpetals.

NO ANSWER.  he doesn’t push it.  he if anyone knows that coming on too strong when someone wasn’t feeling all that good ( mentally or physically )  wouldn’t amount to anything but scaring the other away.  so flynn only cuddles closer to the man ,  holds him just a little tighter.  he doesn’t really know what’s wrong ,  doesn’t know what to fix it so he hopes this is enough ,  he hopes he’s created a space that makes cashmere feel safe enough to share what’s on his mind and his heart if he’d be willing.    ❛  yeah ,  always with bubbles.  ❜    flynn repeats and gives his hand a soft squeeze.    ❛  —  could draw you a bubble bath as well if you want.  ❜

the other was so very gentle with him; it was so unlike any other person he had encountered. people were gentle with him; not like how flynn was. he thought he hated being treated so softly, but flynn knew exactly when to do it in order to make him feel safe rather than annoyed. a small chuckle fell from his lips as the other spoke. “only if you get in with me.”, he mused. even in the worst mental states, he couldn’t help the teasing behavior with flynn. he wanted to talk, but he didn’t know where to begin. his mind was erratic; always jumping through so many different emotions and thoughts. cashmere’s mind was chaos and flynn was the calm after the storm.

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im rly debating changing blogs just so i can be the main account bc i hate not being able to follow people and like posts /////:

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“i just think you’re settling.”, she pointed out with a shrug. “men are awful. you deserve someone who knows how to touch you.”, she spoke into tiffany’s ear slowly as everything around them was alive for the party.

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storm felt a smirk pull at his features as his eyes looked over the other. cue another shrug. “but if you want it then why does it matter about our ages?”, he questioned as his eyes remained on kathleen.

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@znosyns — aspen bit down onto her lower lip as she moved her arms to be around the other’s neck. “they aren’t here. they won’t know.”, she spoke before she leaned for her lips to brush against the shell of their ear; “promise i can make you cum faster than they can.”, she purred into their ear.

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@znosyns — storm couldn’t help the smirk that pulled onto his features as he looked at the other. “you can beat around the bush all you want, but you literally just admitted to watching my cam last night.”, he pointed out with a small shrug and a chuckle as he continued to eat his breakfast. yeah, that was a normal roommate conversation for breakfast.

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satvns.

he couldn’t help but release a groan. his body begged for him not to leave and his mind started to agree with the filthy thoughts that he had. another groan erupted when he felt her fingernails begin to deepen into his exposed skin. “i have,” he couldn’t even function. “i have an important meeting this morning that i can’t miss.” his palms found their way to her sides before gripping her tightly.

of course he was still trying to put work first. and to be fair, he should. no part of him should put her before his own work, but ky was a bit too selfish to admit that. as his fingers gripped at her sides, she found herself biting onto her lower lip. “but you see, you can’t help if you’re in traffic or something.”, she spoke slowly into his ear as she leaned down. her lower lip drug lightly against the shell of his ear before she moved to press an open-mouth kiss to his jaw once. “i woke up so wet this morning; just want you to feel how wet i am for you.”, she breathed into his ear as she grinded her hips down against his own simply to fill her craving to feel pressure against her clit. 

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satvns.

being able to attract suitors never came as a challenge for Madison. from her unbelievable beauty to every inch of her slim fit body that didn’t make it hard for men to come falling to her feet. but she didn’t except for him to notice her from the crowd of almost twenty others who called his name. she smirked, her eyes scanning over the others features. “you aren’t too bad yourself.” she said, playing it off cool as can be.

her words simply caused a laugh to fall from his lips; something much closer to mimicking a chuckle of amusement. “figured you thought so considering you were back here hoping i’d bring you back with me.”, he pointed out with a raised brow. then, his tongue swiped across his own lips, his fingers falling from her chin. cash’s eyes drug over her openly again before he began to walk. “follow me.”, so he could lead her out so that they could go to the bus. once he got to the back door, he turned his head to look at the blonde to make sure she was with him since they were about to walk outside where people were waiting for him to pass. 

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adoratixns.

            this was something cyrus always did to theodore. he always came at the worst of times. — just as soon as theodore was attempting to move on, and just as things had started to seem better for him. his arms stiffened across his chest as he listened to the slurred excuses that the other offered him. those words had shot through him like a hot bullet. of all the times, NOW he loved him? of all the times theodore had begged to make things work, he chose now?  his green eyes widened as he shook his head. “you’re clearly off your ass drunk. love me? are you serious right now?” his words must have came out in a hateful manner, but he always did the same things to theodore, and theodore fell for them. he was sure he would fall for it again too.

a laugh fell from cyrus’ lips when the other is pointing out that he’s drunk. yeah, he’s insanely drunk off his ass and the world was spinning quickly around them, but he still meant what he said. the other is seemingly not taking the words, however. cyrus reached out and grabbed onto his chin, probably a bit too roughly, as he stared at his face. “stop fucking doing that and listen to me.”, he spat. then, his hand dropped from cyrus’ chin and fell back onto his lap as he looked at the other far too dopily. “don’t you love me?”

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droppingpetals.

the kiss to his neck prompts a soft smile to curl onto his lips  ( it’s sweet and it makes his heart flutter ) ,  the smile only widening ever so slightly when cash turns.  flynn presses himself against his back ,  curls around him despite being much smaller than him ,  nuzzles his face into the nape of his neck.  the man reeks of the remnants of a party ,  not a pleasant smell but flynn pushes past that ,  he chooses to ignore it in favor of CUDDLING HIM until he felt better.    ❛  physically or mentally ? ❜    he pushes ,  voice soft and in no way pressuring.  his arm is wrapped around cashmere’s middle ,  thrown over his side and he searches for the male’s own hand so he could hold it.    ❛  —  i practiced for the most part.  popped by some shops afterwards before comin’ home n’ takin’ a bath.  ‘m sure your day was more exciting.  ❜    flynn chuckles quietly and dares to press a soft kiss to the back of cash’s neck.

when the other is questioning him, he didn’t really know what to say. was it physical? likely not. was it mental? likely so. and yet, it felt like a combination to him that he couldn’t shake off. when the other is speaking up again and then pressing lips against his neck, cashmere’s head tilted back just slightly into the soft sensation; small action yet it was something more obscure for the typical asshole cash prided himself on being. “baths are nice. bubbles?”, he questioned before he can feel small fingers nudging against his hand. his eyes flickered down to look at flynn’s hand before he slowly reached to grab onto his hand. his eyes fell shut again as he carded their fingers before resting their locks fingers against his abdomen as he continued to lay back against the other.

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droppingpetals.

this ,  for a fact ,  is not how breakups work and micah is very well aware of that  —  but did that stop him from wanting this anyway ?  it didn’t.    ❛  if you really wanted to get over me ,  you’d be avoiding me at all costs … so why aren’t you ?  ❜    cheeky question ,  micah is grinning at the other with a smug feeling sitting in his chest ,  heat packing in the pit of his tummy.

the other had a point. the fact was that no matter the fact that they both knew this needed to end, both seemed to want it not to end. he was trying to make a good judgement call as an adult, but micah controlled each thought he had sometimes. his fingers continued to grab onto his thighs as he looked up at him. “because it’s hard to want to leave when you look all sexy like this for me.”, he pointed out as his fingers began to move higher up on his thighs. “i say i’m going to leave and you always end up sitting with nothing but a little collar on for me. it’s unfair, you know.”

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droppingpetals.

there’s a slightly pink twinge to his cheeks as he watches the man strip  —  not watching in a creepy way but more so to see if cash is going to need help with anything (  or at least that’s how he justifies it to himself  ).  he’s almost naive in the way he thinks the man’s going to at least leave the boxers on but once those are stripped down and thrown on the floor too ,  flynn’s gaze is almost immediately shifting elsewhere.  with a click ,  he lights up the lamp beside his bed and goes to turn off the main ceiling lights in his room  —  thus giving the room a warmer ambiance  before he’s climbing onto his bed as well.  the invitation to crawl beneath the same blankets is accepted ,  flynn slips underneath the duvet to cuddle up to him.    ❛  do you want to be the little spoon this time ?  ❜

when the other is turning off the main light and going to the bed, he watched as the male climbed in beside him. as he spoke, cash thought about it for a few moments before nodding slightly. “for a little bit.”, he muttered. momentarily, he nuzzled his face up against flynn’s neck and allowed his lips to press against his skin briefly before he’s turning around. once he’s facing away from flynn, he backed up until he could feel the other against his back. “i don’t feel good.”, he mumbled with closed eyes as he pressed his head against the pillow. “what did you do today?”, he mumbled in an attempt to momentarily distract himself.