#AlexTurner

[darkacademiablues]

Baby we oughta

*takes off sunglasses, intense eye contact*

Fuhck

[tbhclove]

You’re So Dark - Live Perfomances

San Diego, CA, USA (The Observatory) - May 2, 2018

videos: 1, 2, 3, 4

Los Angeles, CA, USA (Hollywood Forever Cemetery) - May 5, 2018

videos: 1, 2, 3, 4

Brooklyn, NY, USA (Brooklyn Steel) - May 9, 2018

video: x

Berlin, Germany (Columbiahalle) - May 22, 2018

videos: 1, 2, 3

Oklahoma City, OK, USA (The Criterion) - October 10, 2018

videos: 1, 2

Houston, TX, USA (Revention Music Center) - October 12, 2018

video: x

Seattle, WA, USA (WaMu Theater) - October 23, 2018

video: x

[linkingarmssinkinghearts]

Eyes Up

Some quick pre dinner fun in the bathroom

Word Count: 1.5k

Contents: The car!alex, Rough play (not too rough)

You’re standing in front of the bathroom mirror while you do your makeup, Alex is taking you out for dinner. You two don’t go out often but Alex insisted.

As you begin applying some eyeliner you see a shadow approach the doorway followed by Alex, he leans against the frame, his masculine energy radiating into the room as gives you a quick smile before speaking.

“Nearly ready?” he says as you look at him through the mirror, he eyes your body briefly before returning his gaze to yours again.

“nearly” you say focusing back on your eye, pulling it slightly with your other hand to apply the liner. You see Alex step into the room and you feel his warm hand on your hip as he places his head in the crook of your neck. His other hand makes its way to your other hip and he watches you in the mirror. You give him a grin “You’re making me lose focus you know?”

He chuckles slightly, burying his head into your neck and he begins to bite at it. You squirm slightly at the feeling of his stubble grazing your skin. His eyes return to the mirror.

“You’re so beautiful” He says as you feel him push against your ass, the heat of his body makes it almost impossible to think. You meet his eyes in the mirror once again as you finish your eyeliner. He kisses at your neck and you push your body back towards him, his hands grip your hips tightly as he bites again. Your head rolls back and you let out a groan, opening your eyes to see his gaze in the mirror. His hand snakes its way up your skirt and finds your exposed cunt.

“no panties?” he says raising an eyebrow, smiling at you. You return the smile and feel his finger tracing patterns on your inner thighs before finding its way to your clit, before sliding down to find your entrance.

“nice and wet for me already?” he growls into your neck, you close your eyes as you feel his hot breath against your skin. He plunges his finger into your walls, sliding it in and out at pace.

“look at me” he whispers into your ear. You turn your head to look back at him but you’re stopped when he slides his finger out and points to the mirror, his finger glistening slightly. “in there” he says with darkened eyes and you turn your head back and lock your gaze onto his.

You both keep your eyes connected as you hear his belt buckle, he lifts your skirt all the way up to your hips and kneels down. You feel his breath on the back of your thigh and you brace yourself and tighten your grip on the counter. His mouth connects with your wetness making you jolt forward, his tongue lapping up your juices as he makes his way into your walls. Your breath shudders and he moans into your mound, licking in, out and around your cunt. Making sure to pay attention to your sensitive clit, which makes you let out loud gasps. He licks his way up your ass and bites your left cheek before slapping it with the hand that was resting on it. Leaving you aching for more than just that short taste.

He stands up and you watch in the mirror as he reappears behind you, his eyes lock with yours and it gives you butterflies. You feel him position his warm tip at your entrance, then rubbing himself down towards your clit. You watch him in the mirror, the concentration on his face as he looks down at your behind. Lips slightly parted and you can see the sheen on his mouth from tasting you.

He flashes his glance up to meet your eyes as you feel him at your entrance again, this time he slowly pushes into you. His mouth opens slightly and you watch as his eyebrows furrow, sinking into you further. You look down at the basin, the tap dripping slightly, the heat of him against you and the feeling of him filling you up is soothing.

“eyes up” he says, sinking all the way into your walls. You snap your head up and lock into his eyes. He places his hands on your hips and draws back, pushing into you again. You let out a soft groan and your head rolls back. But he doesn’t move, the anticipation is killing you and surely him too. You bring your head back to meet his eyes and he thrusts again. You see the game he’s playing.

“I know what you’re doing” you say breathlessly as he slowly continues his pace.

“oh yeah? well you better know what to do and keep doing it then” he smirks as his pace quickens and you close your eyes, taking in the feeling. He stops, almost panting, and you open your eyes. He takes a fist full of your hair, drawing your head backwards towards him and you make sure to keep eye contact with him out from the bottom of your eyes. Your breathy moans become cries as he rails you harder while gripping and pulling your hair tighter. He leans into your neck, biting at it again, moaning against your skin. It sends tingles over you the way his body perfectly conforms to yours like a puzzle piece as he humps into you.

Staring into his brown eyes through the mirror, you watch as he bites harder. You moan once more and your head drops. He stops almost immediately, letting go of your hair, like he knew you would break away. You pant, still not connecting to the heat of his gaze. He pulls out and lands a soft kiss between your shoulder blades.

“you know what to do if you want more” You can hear the smirk in his voice. The heat of his body lingers as he stands back up, away from your neck.

“you’re so cruel” you smile, bringing your head up. You turn to face him and it feels odd looking at him face to face instead of in the mirror.

“you want more?” he asks grinning, staring into your eyes.

“please”you say locking into his stare. At that moment he turns you around and bends you over the basin once more. You keep your head up and watch him in the mirror. He pushes inside you and without hesitation, he continues at the pace he was going previously.

You let out deep moans into the bathroom air, and you can’t help but wonder who can hear. Alex pants and groans in your ear as he pulls your hips back further into his body with each thrust. you watch as he leans into your ear.

“You feel so good” he whispers, and it makes your walls tighten around him. His head falls backwards and you feel him strain briefly before continuing. The air is thick as you watch the both of you in the mirror and it turns you on even more. His hand makes its way up the side of you and reaches your neck, he grips your airway and squeezes it slightly. You groan and smile at him, his dark eyes study you as you let him have his way with you, neither of you breaking the heat of your eyes on one another.

His hand moves from your neck and up to your face where he shoves his fingers into your mouth, you bite down hard. He uses his thumb under your chin as leverage and hooks his fingers into your mouth, Using your jaw as support. His grip on your hip tightens and his eyes flutter, he closes them briefly before having a new found burst of energy making him fling them open and quicken his pace. His grip on your jaw is making it ache but the pain only makes you wetter, tears forming in your eyes that are desperate to close even just for a second. But you keep them locked on his only closing them to blink.

He pries his hand out of your mouth and brings his grip back down to your hip. His nails clawing at the skin, definitely leaving marks.

You see your eye makeup beginning to succumb to your tears, leaving slightly stained marks on your cheeks from your fresh eyeliner you had just applied. You knew he was close by his breathing pattern, beads of sweat forming and his forehead as he continues his relentless rhythm. He extends his arm pressing his hand against the mirror above your head, pushing and pinning your stomach against the sink hard. His eyes close completely again and your gaze is left unattended for a moment, you close your eyes hoping that his stays closed as he finishes in you. He groans loudly, and you hear the squeak of the bathroom mirror as his sweaty hand pushes against it. His hot cum spurts inside of your walls and the feeling warms your whole body.

You open your eyes to see his still closed, looking up at the fog appearing around his hot hand on the mirror. His eyes suddenly open meeting yours again and he flashes you a weak smile and sighs. “You might want to fix your eyeliner before we head off love”

•a/n- This is just a little short one, let me know what you think. I’m not too sure about tags, I’ll see how this post goes first.

[etheiid]

alex doodles to start off my account 💗

[mamryska]

me vs posing for a photo

[ottersoverpengwings]

To be honest , TBH+C is the epitome of liminal space/backrooms.

[despairinthedeqarture]

[alexwppr]

🫶🏻

[totallyarabella]

Oh the way I love those albums that sound just like autumn 🍂🖤

[bestrockstargf]

Need

[darkacademiablues]

Arctic Monkeys, stubb's-Austin, 2011

Sweaty Alex Turner for everyone.

[tbhclove]

alex (i isolated the vocals for that part)

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[groovynightmaredream]

[puppetsspace]

THE STORY OF MILEX

April 22, 2007

Leadmill, Sheffield (day two).

In an article from the online music magazine PennyBlackMusic, we found confirmation that Little Flames performed at this concert with Monkeys:

Alex realized something overnight and apologized for yesterday's silence:

(baabyy)

Photos by Kevin Wells

Andy is watching the concert backstage. Something in the interview about two years of lack of communication does not correspond to reality…

The encore is "505" again: "As a traditional set-closer 'A Certain Romance' builds up to a crescendo I glance over to the sound desk and who should be standing there but former Monkey's bassist Andy Nicholson. He surveys the scene of euphoria in front of him and for a moment his eyes glaze over, only for a wry smile to form across his lips as a sense of pride of his former involvement wells up. There's even time for an encore as the band return to play album closer '505' with Alex sat astride an electric piano: the perfect way to finish a special night that few will forget in a hurry".

"505" with Miles!!!

To be continued…

[serialrellik]

Taylor Bagley & Alex Turner