(kinda self indulgent but-)
Nanami knows your beauty routine like the back of his hand. How you keep your nails, your hair, your skincare, make up, body care etc. But he especially knows that you’re a stickler when it comes to hair removal. He thinks it’s interesting that sometimes you’ll forgo him making love to you because you’re “you’re not prepared”. Rambling off some excuse about how you haven’t had a chance to shave or see your waxer.
Nanami, of course, will never argue. It’s whatever you’re comfortable with. But he sees how you ease the more you trust him, the more you grow comfortable in your relationship. You don’t even bat an eye when he loops his fingers around the strings of your underwear, drags it down slowly - the tip of his cock leaking with pre cum and brows raising when he sees tufts of hair on your pubis.
It’s only when he gently grazes his fingers against your mound do your eyes shoot open. You clasp your fingers around his wrist and squeeze, “wait, I forgot-“ you blurt, half ashamed.
But he knows you’re in heat, takes a second to drag his fingers up against your slit.
“I’m not ready for you,” you insist, pushing yourself up on your forearms only to watch your lover pull his digits away, your slick coating the pads in glittering strings.
“I beg to disagree,” he teases, eyes on yours while his fingers move to his lips to taste your arousal, making you pulse from between your legs.
His moves one hand to your pelvis, gently massaging his thumb against your hip. “You know I have no preference, right?” he ensures, “I just want to eat you out and fuck you as I please. But I won’t do it if you’re uncomfortable.”
His touch on your hip burns your skin. You can feel yourself getting wet. “I don’t want you to stop,” you whisper after a few seconds, and Nanami smiles.
He kisses your belly button, creates a path down your lower belly and over your mound. His lips circle over your clit, his tongue rubbing the bud. He throws your legs over his shoulders, and feasts.
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This is how I feel about the latest chapter after Lestrade verbally abused my Sherlock.
Got to say Watson is winning so far with that power move.
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Vegas herds Pete into the shower, hand warm against the small of Pete’s back, and guides him under the spray.
Vegas always prefers his pets to be clean. He has herded Pete into this shower many times during their safehouse stay: he would yank Pete in by the wrists, and he would loop Pete’s chain around the towel hook on the wall, and he would shove Pete in. He’d turn the water to scalding, heft the shower head in his hand, and hose Pete down like an animal.
This time is different. Vegas sets the temperature to a pleasant warmth, and he follows Pete in, and he cards through Pete’s hair with one hand as he runs water through it with the other.
This goes beyond clean. Vegas wants Pete to feel good.
Pete’s eyes are wide and dazed as he looks at Vegas.
“If I’d known you’d get like this, I would have fucked you days ago,” Vegas says.
Pete blinks, then bares his teeth.
“There you are,” Vegas murmurs. “Close your eyes.”
He washes Pete carefully, making sure to scrub at his scalp and get behind his ears, but when he directs the spray further down, Pete hisses.
Pete’s chest welts are a bright, angry red.
Vegas moves the spray away from Pete’s chest on instinct. He studies Pete for a moment, and then flicks it back.
Pete shudders.
“Yeah,” Vegas says. “You like that.” He flicks the water back and forth as Pete’s face twists beautifully. “You liked it when the wounds pulled as I fucked into you, and you like it now when I make them burn. You like the hurt.”
He crowds Pete close against the shower wall, and stares at the way Pete’s eyes waver.
“You like it here,” he whispers.
Pete shudders again.
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*Nico, Will & Percy flirting with each other yet again*
Jason: And you guys are sure you're not dating?
Nico: 100%.
Will: Uhuh.
Percy: Of course not! Why would you think that?
Jason: I wonder why that possibility would even cross my mind, Percy. I fucking wonder.
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Rhaenyra gay panicked so hard she flew off to steal back her gay ex-husband’s dragon—by herself, no explanation, not even a word to Jace—not 30 seconds after her first girl kiss since Alicent’s mom caught them together as teenagers 💀
I f—ing love this stupid beautiful show 😂
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(Source: KeepFrmDrowning on Twitter)
The top photo is too funny 😂😂
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