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i will try to get some replies done tomorrow, but it's my mom's birthday weekend we apparently there's a daily event....we shall see!
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AYO EDEBIRI
Before the academy gala by Morgan Maher (October 2024)
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TINASHÉ at the 2024 VMAs
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AARON PIERRE For Men's Health 2024
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maliq succumbed to the strong urge to roll his eyes. she was only raising the pedestal he'd put on her, higher and higher. "okay, so say you're not literally perfect...you really think i'll be disappointed by that. i'm not a baby, love," he's still smiling, quieting the residual laughter escaping him. "i can imagine," he tries to empathize with her, unfamiliar with that type of loss. his spirits are back up at the mention of his mom. "i didn't grow up with her either — well, kinda. i lived with my dad in houston, but when i was...i think i was in middle school. that's when me and my sister started staying with her every summer in new orleans." maliq reminisced before getting back to anais' question. "she was wild, yo. she felt more like an older sister or an auntie than a mom. she gave me my first shot at like 13 -- put some hair on my chest. she fell in love with everybody and they fell for her 19 times harder. i thought that was her superpower; she fucked the voodoo culture down there. somethin' 'bout a high priestess...me and my sister never got into it too heavy. she's real special. i hated her for leaving as a kid, but she's a free spirit. grew up to be just like her." he snapped out of the trance he put himself in. he always got like that when he spoke about angie.
he joked about hooking up with anais' mom. "i want her to," he retorted playfully, knowing he only wanted her daughter -- how much that began to frighten him. "i do want to sleep with you." a coy smile slid onto his mug. "i can have a crush on you and still want to fuck you, anais; it's not mutually exclusive," maliq spoke casually, taking the last few sips of his perfect coffee. "alright, just 'cause you scared to know the truth. i'll let it rock," he surrendered peacefully. "i'll let you get your sleep, though.. leave you dreamin' about me." maliq was shameless in his flirting, standing tall now. he met her where she stood, taking her hand. "let me treat you to breakfast tomorrow, pay you back for the coffee."
"oh you're just setting yourself up for disappointment-- and i'm not going to lie, it'll be fun to watch. i'm a mess." she laughs softly and shrugs. talking about river was still difficult. it had been almost a year now, but it still felt like an unhealed wound. then again--maybe that's how grief worked for her. a constant companion. "yeah. don't think that part will ever... go away." she clears her throat. unsure why she was talking about this with him in the first place. nothing about this conversation had gone the way she'd anticipated. parents could be difficult at the best of times. there was something about hollywood that seemed to attract the most dysfunctional of the lot. "what's your mother like?" her own curiosity gets the better of her. "with my mom? she'd eat you alive." she knows, when he points it out-- that it sounds a little silly. "...no. i mean i thought you wanted to sleep with me, sure-- but that's not exactly the same thing. also you were drunk-- drunk people say a lot of things." she snorts at his attempts to prove his sobriety, and shakes her head. "i'm not quizzing you-- i need to go to bed, and so do you. you'd fail any test i gave you right now-- it wouldn't be fair!"
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theo tried to forget about the cameras once the turned them on—only entering his mind when his anxious mind questions whether he's in frame or not. he tries to think about his partner only, if he's making her feel good. is she comfortable? is she getting what she wants out of it? he could only hope he was doing iridessa justice. the way her tongue wrapped around his thumb sent a jolt of electricity to his very core. he slides it further into the warmth of her mouth, pumping it in and out until she descends to her knees. iridessa's doe eyes were lethal. her not-so-innocent stare, the sole cause for the bulge in his chinos growing more and more prominent by the second. despite his racing heart, theo remains cool, nodding subtly at her quiet dare. "i know you do," he affirms her with an arch grin. his hands meet hers at his belt, holding them there for a moment. "see...i never asked you what i wanted," he declares with a tender patience woven into his tone. he bends at the waist to kiss her deeply, squeezing her chin between his fingers. "i asked you a 'yes or no' question, princess," theo spoke to iridessa as if she were a child, only an inch or two away from her face. "do you want me to break you?" he repeated, awaiting her proper answer before he began to undo his belt himself.
she nods with a slight bob of her head. her gaze following his movements as he set up the cameras. the sound of the equipment humming to life making her heart beat a little faster, excited rather than fearful. she knew what she was getting into, and she was ready to put on a show. he stood so close she could feel his eyes burning into hers. tongue darted out to wet her plush, pink lips, bringing his attention to them. she couldn't help but lean in slightly as he whispered in her ear. trying her hardest not to smile while his finger slipped into her mouth and pressed against her tongue. her tongue reaching out to meet it, a subtle but instinctive reaction. the gentle push downward was all the encouragement she needed, sucking on it gently as she slowly sank to her knees, her eyes locked on his as she looked up at him. the carpet floors comforting her weight. “I want you to try.” she mumbles, words laced with a hint of challenge, a spark of curiosity. she wanted to see how far he would take it, how much he would push her. that was why she was here right? to work on her craft. her hands drifted up his thighs, her fingertips tracing the contours of his muscles, as if she were savoring the sensation of his body beneath her fingers. eyes flicking between him and his belt. digits already knowing their next target. “if that's what you want to do.”
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"yeah," theo giggles into his fist, deeply amused by his own train of thought, "like...a cuckquean or something." he wasn't exactly opposed, though it would be awkward to bring his girlfriend to work... theo hung onto billie's every word as she explained the reasoning behind her promise. he was enthralled and impossibly turned on by the fantasy. he closed his eyes, taking himself there. the delicate fingertips at his neck left a satisfying, prickly sensation there, eliciting a sigh. completely lost in billie's touch and her siren sound, his hand slipped beneath the band of his boxers, slowly tugging at his aching length. he thrummed against her lips as they kissed; his tongue greedy as it begged for more of her. "what is it?" theo whined as fell back into the plush mattress, agonized by their brief separation. "where are you going?" theo chuckled softly as he watched her disappear, returning with a very familiar device. "no," he nearly gasped, moving to his sit on his heels. "yes — fuck yes, if you want that—of course just for us...come 'ere," he motioned for her to come back to him. "did you even charge it?" he teased, pecking her lips before checked out the camcorder. "your pov or mine?"
"shut up--" she pouts at his laughter, but there's still a spark of amusement in her gaze. she knows she's prone to melodrama, to her own peculiar brand of insecurity, but thinking of theo leaving her felt-- impossible now. he kisses her softly and she gives in to it, falls into the constant tenderness he offers in his touch. "kink?" she giggles softly, uncertain if it was. "i mean watching you-- definitely, sparked some of it. but also--" she whimpers as he tongue traces her ear, she feels it at her core, the clench of something, an unending neediness. "i just wanted to be in it, with you. for you-- wanted the starring role." she sighs softly. "i wanted to be her-- wanted the look you give me before you ruin me. more than anything-- so yeah i was jealous. but also i was really--" she tangles her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. "fucking wet-- still am, to be honest." she tilts her head then and kisses him, hungrily. "i have an idea--you're gonna have to forgive me. " she pulls herself out of their cocoon, pulls away from his addictive touch and walks into her closet. she returns seconds later with a camcorder. "do you wanna.... with me? but just for us? we don't have to..."
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theo moaned hungrily at the sound of his name on her tongue. her helpless whimpering sent goosebumps up his spine. he felt exhilarated by her response, but his mouth never faltered. his tongue kept firm against the source of her pleasure, determined have her reeling from the ecstasy. “yes, fawn,” theo encouraged as he caught his breath, quickly dipping his head back between her legs. he could feel her trying to grind against his mouth, and it drove him wild. he felt a surge of pride her confession. "like what?" he asked breathlessly, his fingers brushing along her trembling thighs. as she begged for more, theo was more than happy to oblige, determined to make her feel even better. he spun fawn to face him by her hips. "here," theo helped drape one of her legs of his shoulder, allowing him to nuzzle himself between them again. two digits parted her slick folds, his breath hot against her mound. " look at you," theo cooed, deep blue eyes gazed up at her with reverence, "you're so pretty...say it." he ordered in his tender way, seconds before his mouth was on her again and his fingers, coated in her arousal, fucked in her in lockstep.
fawn wasn't too sure what was going to happen. though, she knew that she wanted him to do it. she had always been curious but she figured it wasn't that big of a deal. the blonde nodded slowly to show she had heard him," uh huh." she wasn't too sure she was capable of that at that moment. though that wasn't stopping her from allowing him to do it. her panties were being tugged down and she felt his hands grasping at her ass. a whimper escaped as she felt his thumb brushing against her slit. in mere seconds he was leaning in and his tongue exploring. she moaned helplessly, feeling almost pitiful at how she responded. a gasp fell from her as he seemed to get lost in it," oh my god, theo." she whimpered the second his mouth fixated on her clit, sucking and teasing. her mouth dropped open as she found herself attempting to grind against his mouth. her eyes fluttered shut as she realized her plans were out the window," didn't know it'd feel like this," she choked out, her thighs shaking as his fingers ghosted along her thighs," more, please, please."
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"I'm alright," Noah was still smirking when he said it with a wink and a nod. He had a modest sort of confidence that worked for him. "I think I was just so obsessed with it growing up. I only gave myself one option," he explained further, using his hands as he spoke. Noah was just as happy to talk about Tatum's career. He wondered what other surprises laid beneath the surface. "Wow, little miss scared of planes is writin' freaky stuff," he continued to tease her, a not-so-subtle attempt to get her to blush. "I mean...I don't think writing it does. You're just being creative. If you're really trying to do that shit in real life?" Noah winced, flipping his hand a couple times as gesture of her odds not being too good. He listened to the rest of her caveat and shrugged. "I guess it's the thrill of it, right? Is he gonna hurt me or love me? With a 'morally grey' guy, you never know. It's exciting. Maybe that's why I'm into girls that don't like me."
Tatum listened to Noah's every word as he talked about the teams and his career. She could easily imagine her father enjoying such a conversation. "That makes sense. And you must be pretty good to have turned your talent into a career." She knew from other athletes, especially football players, that not everyone could make it from their college team to the pros. Maybe it took a little luck as well as outstanding talent. The competition wasn't exactly small. Her cheeks flushed a little when Tatum finally told the truth. Slowly, she nodded to acknowledge his question. "Yeah, well...guilty," she rubbed the back of her neck. "Don't ask. Writing these things is kind of...easy? Does that make me a psycho or something? And before you ask, no, I'm not looking for those morally gray men. The guys in my book are walking red flags. Sometimes I wonder why a lot of women like them.
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will be doing replies tomorrow night 🫶🏾 xoxo
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"Let's tell the freakin' world!" ABBOTT ELEMENTARY (4x01)
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theo allowed himself to grin smugly at fawn's explicit declaration of desire. he couldn't blame her. she had to be curious, and he had offered her an end to her unknowing on a silver platter. all she had to do was say yes. "just relax, okay?" his voice was steady, almost meditative as he slowly slid the flimsy fabric down her legs. a satisfied sigh left him, moving to grip her ass again. his thumb meets her first, sliding across her slit—making his presence known to the sensitive flesh that eagerly awaited him. then all that once, his face was buried between the split of her thighs, lapping at her cunt with gentle exploration. he wanted fawn to revel in the sensation of his warmth and wetness meeting hers for the first time. "fuck," theo grunted as he felt his own arousal growing thick against his hip. soon, he returned his attention to fawn and her pleasure. his mouth latched onto her clit, relentless as he sucked and massaged the sensitive bud with his fervent tongue. theo hummed against her pussy in complete bliss -- breathing through his nose with no intentions of coming up for air. his hands continued to caress her legs. theo was stuck to her, desperate for fawn's unraveling.
"are you being serious?" asked fawn, unable to stop herself from shaking her head. she had not realized that by telling him it would make him spin out. of course, she normally wouldn't have confessed such a thing to one of her guy friends. theo was different considering what he did for a living. that didn't mean that she thought that what she had told him would stick out. she had been surprised that he had shown up at her place. the blonde was attempting to carefully apply her eye liner," what, won't?" her face flushed as she realized he was crouched behind her," i am supposed-to be somewhere." she nearly dropped the eye liner as she felt him pushing her dress up towards her waist. her hands grasped at the counter as she felt his hands exploring, his mouth following that same path. part of her wasn't too sure what she was supposed to say. she inhaled sharply as she felt his fingers slipping beneath her panties," i do still-want you to." the blonde glanced towards the mirror before she allowed herself to bend over the counter, fully," this is crazy."
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"yes, perfect — even your fuckin' laugh is perfect...you're cute as hell," maliq chuckles softly, growing more and more enamored by anais with every waking minute. he really did need her. "and you're all humble—get the fuck outta here," he's still laughing, thoroughly captured by her performance. "you miss her," maliq isn't sure if he's telling anais or asking her about her sister, but he says it anyway. it felt necessary. he kisses his teeth at the next sentiment about her father. "yeah," maliq huffs and nods sympathetically, "i know what you mean." he felt the same way about his dad; they didn't always get along. he hums at the description of her mother, also sensing the similarities with his own—and himself. "she sounds amazing...what she look like? think you could hook me up? i'm prone to fallin' in love too." maliq takes another warm sip to keep himself quiet, his face starting to ache from all the smiling and laughing he was doing. "good," his voice is steadier when she affirms their vibe. all of a sudden, his crush doesn't seem so one-sided. "you weren't? i came to your door at 3AM, saying 'i needed you'...and you didn't expect that?" he cocked an eyebrow, questioning. maybe she was sleep deprived. "i'm really not that drunk! i promise...we can do some tests," he down the rest of his drink, cooled by their conversation. "go 'head; quiz me." he was already trying to remember the alphabet backwards.
she laughs at his attempt of an english accent, it's sweet-- if nothing else. "mm. maybe not. but it's.... window dressing." she nods when he mentions that it isn't all he is-- despite the reputation and the constant flirting, there was a person underneath the charm. "perfect?" she giggles at the statement, snorts softly mid way. "only when the camera's are rolling maybe." it's strange to hear someone mention her name, most people tap dance around it. she nods once, in agreement. "yeah. river." she smiles sadly, before moving on and focusing on his next question. she isn't sure anyone's asked her anything with this level of curiousity in a while. "he is... who he is. can't really change him." she bites her bottom lip. "my mum is... strong. funny. powerful-- incredibly smart. and prone to falling in love--" she chuckles softly. Marie was a revelation, but one she was enjoying. "no, no-- never. we are definitely... vibing." she chuckles softly. "oh--" she tilts her head and studies him, after his revelation. there's no real way for her to know if this is genuine-- if he actually has a crush on her of if she's something shiny, new-- that he'll grow bored of quickly. "somehow i wasn't expecting that." but then he's joking again, and she's rolling her eyes and smiling, the seriousness of the prior moment all but dissolved. "i'll settle for just a sober one in the morning." she gives him an easy smile. "other than that? no promises."
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normally, theo wouldn't stand billie calling herself or her actions stupid, but he couldn't object this time. it was an absurd thought. "yeah, that was...really stupid—i'm sorry," he couldn't help but laugh and immediately apologize. "i'm yours, baby. eternally yours," theo doubled down on his devotion. he was proud to belong to billie if it meant being loved the way he was. he wouldn't dream of taking it back. theo sealed his words with a kiss, asking her to jog his memory about a promise. and in her sultry, explicit way, billie did just that. while she was a lovely scene partner, theo had forgotten all about the redhead once he had uploaded the video, let alone billie's comment about her. there was no comparison between sex with the love his life and his costars. it was night and day. "is this a kink?" theo whispered as if it was a secret, "do you want me to make you jealous?" consider his curiosity piqued. he was perfectly satisfied eating billie out for forty minutes, but this would be just as entertaining. "should we watch the video right now?" he teased with a lick to her ear.
"yes, always. you're....relentless." she's a live wire around him, constantly exposed-- constantly seeking connection and the is great at providing it, at meeting her where she needs. he's spoiled her, ruined her for anyone else, and he knew it. there's something heart warming about the fact that he seems shy about it, like he doesn't know just how he affects her. like he doesn't revel in it. he curses and she smirks-- lost already in the push and pull of them. there's no world beyond them, these sheets-- their skin. no world outside the soft open expression he wears on his face, the way his breath dances across her skin and his tongue carves out rivers of sensation shortly after. "mm--jesus theo--" she feels her stomach tense as his mouth brushes against her pulse point.
she isn't paying attention to what she's saying, far too lost in his touch to care. "oh-- " she giggles against his lips. "add it to the list of things we should talk about okay? it sounds really stupid in the light of day." she meets his gaze and shakes her head. it doesn't matter-- truly, she's okay and he's here and they can table it. the promise he makes does something to her insides, liquefies them-- "good. you're mine theodore allen evans." she states softly. "no take backs." his mouth is on hers soon after, and she feels her body sigh. "yeah-- promise." she's bare underneath the dress, and as his hand carves a familiar path across her skin, she tugs on his bottom lip and tries to resist the urge to rush this, to rush him. "i said i'd fuck you better than the redhead." she smirks against his lips and her hands dance across his back. "and i'd hate to disappoint."
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"ha!" trey laughed, mostly at himself, when eva mentioned his regard or lack thereof, to law. "cared enough to not get caught breakin' 'em," he responded with a shrug and a satisfied grin. after years of selling dope and cracking skulls, trevaunn was proud of the fact he held no convictions and grateful for a best friend that studied law. as he watched his bare feet dig into the wet sand, trey wondered if he deserved any of this. how was he so lucky– to get the girl, the career, the recognition, and his life? when so many people he knew from the streets, dropped like flies around him. yet, he was still here. he pulled himself out of his head, getting lost in eva's effortless beauty and grace. "i don't like hiding things from you–not anymore.." trey was clear in his intention with eva; things were going to be different. there will open and honest communication between them from now on. no more running away. "you got jokes," he returns, draping his arm around her shoulder– nearly engulfing her into a chokehold. "aye, it's based on a true story– you lowkey saved my life back then. and here you are again for the two-peat." he pressed a kiss into her temple. "i hope i'm doin' the same for you...i wish i could have been there with you and your dad."
𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 . but seeing him now in his element with a confidence to match , took her breath away . " im glad you asked . surprised ... but glad . " she admitted , fingers instinctively seeking his . for so long , they danced along the blurred lines of friendship and something more — but now , strolling the sun-kissed beach , she felt a shift – a current pulling them inexorably towards what maybe always should have been . " since when do you care about the law ? " a coy smile playing on her lips . she had pored over the pages of his work , picking up on subtle clues , coded messages that hinted at the depths of his feelings . and now , to see those words come alive on the silver screen , to know that she had left an mark on his life , sent a flutter of butterflies through her stomach . " hm , I had an idea y'know — but I didn't think you'd actually tell me . " admission hung in the air , her heart beating to the rhythm of the tide . " besides , the way kev was blowing up nikki's phone every five minutes – I knew it had to be me . " her body pressed against his , with a playful tease , enjoying the way the world seemed to melt around them .
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