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jovialevents12 · 6 months

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Creating Memorable Moments Unique Themes for Dubai Weddings

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Creating memorable moments with unique themes for Dubai weddings is a wonderful way to infuse your celebration with personality and style. Here are some creative and distinctive theme ideas to consider:

Skyline Splendor: Celebrate Dubai's iconic skyline with a skyline splendor theme. Choose a venue with panoramic views of the cityscape and incorporate elements inspired by the city's landmarks, such as the Burj Khalifa and the Dubai Marina. Decorate with sleek metallic accents, modern geometric shapes, and futuristic lighting for a contemporary and chic ambiance.

Arabian Oasis: Transport your guests to an Arabian oasis with a theme inspired by the region's rich culture and heritage. Choose a venue with traditional Arabian architecture or host your celebration in a desert setting. Decorate with vibrant colors, intricate patterns, and luxurious fabrics such as silk and velvet. Incorporate elements such as hookah lounges, Arabic calligraphy, and traditional music for an authentic Arabian experience.

Golden Sands: Embrace the golden sands of the desert with a theme inspired by Dubai's natural landscapes. Choose a venue with sandy hues and warm earth tones, or host your celebration outdoors surrounded by dunes. Decorate with rustic wooden accents, woven textiles, and desert plants such as succulents and cacti. Incorporate activities such as camel rides, sandboarding, and stargazing for a memorable desert-inspired celebration.

Aquatic Elegance: Dive into a world of aquatic elegance with a theme inspired by Dubai's stunning coastline and crystal-clear waters. Choose a venue with waterfront views or incorporate water features such as fountains and pools into your decor. Decorate with shades of blue, white, and silver, and incorporate elements such as seashells, pearls, and coral motifs. Consider entertainment options such as mermaid performers, yacht cruises, or a beachside bonfire for a memorable seaside celebration.

City of Lights: Illuminate your wedding with a city of lights theme inspired by Dubai's vibrant nightlife and dazzling skyline. Choose a venue with dynamic lighting options or incorporate LED screens and projection mapping into your decor. Decorate with neon accents, mirrored surfaces, and shimmering fabrics for a glamorous and modern ambiance. Consider entertainment options such as LED dancers, laser shows, or a fireworks display for a truly unforgettable celebration.

Desert Mirage: Create an enchanting desert mirage with a theme that plays on the juxtaposition of heat and coolness in the desert. Choose a venue with shaded areas and cooling misters or incorporate water features such as pools or fountains into your decor. Decorate with a mix of warm desert tones and cool blues and greens, and incorporate elements such as sheer fabrics, mirroring, and reflective surfaces to create a sense of illusion and mystery. Consider entertainment options such as belly dancers, fire performers, or a light and water show for a mesmerizing desert-inspired celebration.

Modern Arabian Nights: Put a contemporary twist on the classic Arabian Nights theme with a modern interpretation. Choose a venue with sleek lines and modern furnishings, and decorate with a mix of traditional Arabian elements and contemporary touches. Incorporate bold colors, metallic accents, and statement lighting for a vibrant and eclectic ambiance. Consider entertainment options such as DJ sets mixing traditional and modern music, interactive digital installations, or a fusion cuisine menu for a fresh take on Arabian-inspired celebrations.

Garden of Eden: Create an ethereal Garden of Eden with a theme inspired by lush greenery and blooming florals. Choose a venue with botanical gardens or host your celebration outdoors surrounded by nature. Decorate with abundant foliage, cascading flowers, and natural textures such as wood and stone. Incorporate elements such as live butterflies, birdcage centerpieces, and fairy lights for a whimsical and romantic atmosphere. Consider entertainment options such as acoustic musicians, garden games, or a flower petal toss for a magical garden-inspired celebration.

Timeless Romance: Indulge in timeless romance with a classic theme that celebrates love and elegance. Choose a venue with timeless architecture or classic decor elements such as chandeliers and grand staircases. Decorate with soft pastel colors, lush florals, and delicate lace for a romantic and refined ambiance. Incorporate elements such as vintage furniture, candlelit pathways, and live string quartets for an atmosphere of timeless elegance and sophistication.

Cultural Fusion: Celebrate the diversity of Dubai with a theme that embraces cultural fusion and global influences. Choose a venue with a multicultural vibe or incorporate elements from different cultures into your decor and cuisine. Decorate with vibrant colors, eclectic patterns, and traditional textiles to create a vibrant and eclectic ambiance. Incorporate entertainment options such as multicultural music and dance performances, interactive cultural workshops, or a fusion cuisine menu for a celebration that celebrates diversity and unity.

By choosing a unique theme that reflects your personal style and interests, you can create a wedding celebration in Dubai that is truly unforgettable. Work with experienced vendors and wedding planners to bring your vision to life and create memorable moments that you and your guests will cherish for years to come.

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simsinlowspace · 2 years

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Shop Local Part I - 48 Business Signs

Hi everyone! I apologize that I've basically been AWOL this week, and also that this project has taken so long, but I finally have some business signs to share! Swatches, (lots of) info and download below!

@gold33 requested some business signs a couple of weeks ago, and it's something I've been wanting to do for awhile anyway, so I was happy to pick up the project. @basic-fictional-simmer made an additional request when I posted my WIP for these, so those are included as well! I also added in some designs I wanted for myself, which is partly why this took so long -- I kept getting new ideas while I was working.

Here's a breakdown of everything you get (business name | tagline/additional info):

Cafes

Tea House Moon | Serving Organic Herbal Teas

Deja Brew

The Daily Grind

Florists/Flower Shops

Botanica | Floral Arrangements & Houseplants

Vickie's Garden | The Magic of Flowers (because TS2 garden fairy @tvickiesims needs a flower shop in all my towns!)

Floral Escapes

Hint of Spring Florist

Royal Roses | Elegant Florals for Every Occasion

Laundromats

Clothesline Laundromat

Cotton & Lace | Laundromat & Cleaners

Suds For Your Duds | Wash and Wait Laundromat

Boutiques

Pearls & Feathers | Lingerie and Sleepwear

Alchemy Boutique | Transform Your Style

A Find Vintage | Designer Thrift Shop

Wildflower Boutique

The Perfume Garden (this one ended up at the bottom of the second swatch because I was half-asleep while saving textures last night and I messed up the file order. Derp)

Jewelry Stores

Barenziah's Jewelry Box | Unusual Gems and Other Vintage Treasures

Now & Forever | Since 1912

Stardust | Jewelry Repairs Cleaning

Corner Markets/Quick Shops

Magnolia Market | Everything Fresh Everything Fast

Sul Sul! Dag Dag! | A One Stop Quick Shop

Sunshine Bodega | Cigarettes Lotto Snacks ATM

Grocery Stores

NatureFresh | Organic Grocery

Early Bird Grocery | Early Bird Specials Low Prices All Day!

Avant Gourd | Fresh Produce at Fair Prices

Japanese Food

Bashō's Lunchbox | Sushi Sashimi Tempura Hibachi

Just Roll With It! Hand Rolled Fresh Ingredients 11 - 8 Daily

Nori & Nigiri

Caribbean Jerk

Inna di Morrows | Caribbean Jerk Eat In Takeout

Caribbean Tide | Authentic Caribbean Jerk

Korean Food

Simchi Korean Restaurant

Boseong Tea Garden

Thai Food

The Sky Lantern Thai Restaurant

Dancing Thaiger | Traditional Thai Food With a Modern Stripe

Chinese Food

Shang Simla House | Fresh & Fast Authentic Chinese Takeout

Bamboo Blossom Noodles

Red Dragon | Sichuan-Style Chinese Food

Indian Food

Three Spoons Curry & More

Tandoori Palace | Indian Cuisine All Halal

Bombay Mahal Thali | Dine-In Takeout Open 7 Days a Week

Mexican/Tex-Mex

Aztec Eatery | Traditional Mexican Cuisine

Mi Queso Es Su Queso | Tex-Mex Takeout & Dine-In

Holy Guacamole Mexican Grille

Seafood

Crab Royale Seafood Shack

Oh My Cod! | Fresh Seafood Caught Daily

Smoking

Oasis Hookah Lounge

The Higher Path | Medical Marijuana Dispensary

Hollyweed | You Know You 'Juana Organic THC & CBD

What I have not finished yet are the "service" signs -- police, hospitals, banks, etc -- because I have some different meshes in mind for those (I love this mesh but it's definitely got a strip mall/shopping plaza kind of feel, and that seems a little sketchy for a hospital lol). They will be coming in part two!

These are on MogHughson's Illuminated Shop Sign mesh, which is BG compatible and is not included. You will need to pick up the mesh from the above link (I'll also link it near the download below). It is six tiles wide, but in case you want something smaller, I'm also working on a hanging sign add-on. Here's a peek:

Probably should have zoomed in, but I wanted to show how it looks with the big sign, and then I got distracted by my little courtyard. XD

Icons are by Freepik, piksart, Luvdat, NT Sookruay, Vitaly Gorbachev, JunGSa, Smashicons, surang, justicon, ultimatearm, paulalee, iconriver, YI-PIN, smalllikeart, smashingstocks, Agung Rama, Futeur and monkik. Huge thanks for all their fabulous resources!

Numbered versions of the swatches are included so you can keep just what you like.

Whew! Okay! I'm going to work on the last set of hobby posters tonight, although I'm not sure if I'll have them done in time for tomorrow. D;

DOWNLOAD (SFS) | Recolors are ~1 MB! 🚨 Mesh is not included! Get it -> here. 🚨

Lots of love, Spacey

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fujin-s · 3 years

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Okay this has probably been done before... but hermitcraft alice in wonderland au! Eh?

So, for grian, i would go with alice, main character energy and all, but i think he fits Cheshire cat better. Mischievous prankster and all. And i can totally see him lounging in a tree.

And for the white hare, I'm thinking scar, bc i just think it'll be cool, a bouncing scar with a neat pinstriped suit and a fancy golden watch (or a dozen) he probably scammed off of other denizens.

So the queen of hearts is false, no explanation needed :)

The king of hearts could be uh, wels or etho, i think, bc i just feel like they'd sort of fit in his place? Wels is a knight and some kings were knights before, and etho just gives me big king vibes.

The hookah smoking caterpillar. Hm. This is a bit of a tough one. I'm leaning towards pearl, kind of, but impulse could do? Again, not much rhyme or reason to this.

I'm thinking cleo for the mad hatter. I was going to do the caterpillar for her but, wont it be cool if she had like something similar to armour stand magic and basically had a bunch of armour stands with her ineternal teatime? And she can control the saucers and cups and stuff.

The march hare for joehills, bc the mad hatter and the march hare are companions during teatime (basically forever) and joehills has somehow always given me march hare vibes so its near perfect.

For the dormouse, im thinking bdubs. They're both small (kinda) and friendly people (or dormice in this case) and lots of people like him. I think.

For alice, I'm not sure? Maybe gem, bc shes one of the new hermits that isnt already listed, so yeah.

Do tell me what you think of this au, and who else i should add. Will probably draw it soon.

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witchwretch · 2 years

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☽ nobody can help me . i can’t even help me .

pearl’s oddities and weirdness is not technically open. a thick plume of smoke seeps from the back room, the fine beads acting as curtain between the storefront and the old bat’s office curdling from the hookah ( tch, chort, spat pearl when the clown had hobbled in before disappearing for a smoke break that never ended in fifteen minutes or less ). from her perch behind the counter, libby pretends to count the register. joker’s been watched by the tortie lounging in the bed of a parlor palm by the front doors, but the witch keeps an eye as well.

❝ look, if you don’t want my advice, i can get the old hag back out here. ❞ a single cackle from the depths behind libby would send chills down any normal man’s spine. libby’s unfazed. she waves a wad of fives beneath her nose like testing the chemical balance of eau du germ, and then points the stack at @jokethur. ❝ i’m tellin’ you, though, like i told your baby mama. ginger three times a day. works like a charm. ❞

#jokethur #[ ＷＲＥＴＣＨ ] ❛ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦 / ANSWERED.#i was gonna go look for cyrillic and actual translation but i didn't want you to drag me for it #must remain in ur good graces 4ever

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jaywritessmut · 4 years

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Weiß Chapter I- Business & Pleasure

*Weiß- White in German

Florian Munteanu x black female reader (All my fics are with black women in mind!)

Warnings: mentions of death & drug use, unprotected sex (wrap it up folks!)

Authors note: Sorry this took so long yall! I moved to a completely new state and that came with its own challenges and adjustments. Things have calmed down since but I’m about to start job hunting and house hunting which is exciting but also stressful AF! Pray for me! I apologize for any mistakes!

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Something about the smell of a hookah lounge drove her wild. The subtle sweetness in the air had always brought her peace, sometimes a bit of arousal. She found it much more tolerable than plain old cigarettes. But then again, cigarettes didn’t come in flavors like Blue Mist or Double Apple. She scanned the drink menu, impressed with the newer selections listed. Of course there were the outrageous names to contend with. Oil Spill? Typical Klaus she pondered. He’d always had an eye for the dramatic and it was one of the things she loved about him. How sad it was that she’d never hear one of his energetic, albeit coke fueled, rants again. She decided to pay homage to her eccentric companion and order one for old times sake. Her usual order of Jäger would have to wait.

The server took her order, fumbling over his pen as he scribbled it down. He was intimidated by her. She radiated authority and confidence. He had no idea who she was but the level of service she was receiving let him know that she was definitely a VIP. Making a mistake could cost him his job.

He must be new. She smirked at the thought. How cute.

Most everyone here knew who she was. Her table had been closed off and ready for her with her usual selection. Sex on the beach with a deeper freezer hose. They even made sure to put it in a mango just how she liked it. As soon as she stepped her Manholo clad foot out of her pearl white BMW, she’d been escorted into the club. Tamir gave her a salacious grin while he watched her strut into the building. Yeah, he was still hoping for a piece of that. The line of impatient party goers stared on in envy as she was given preferential treatment. But she was the boss. And bosses waited for no one.

She thought about letting loose tonight. Lord knows she needed it. But tonight was all about business. She needed to think. And surprisingly she was able to do just that as the bass from the clubs stereos shook the room. They had a deal, she and Klaus. She provided the money and kept an eye on the financial and legal side of things while Klaus was the face. He managed the club events, payroll, employees, social media presence, you name it. He was good at being the center of attention while she worked behind the scenes. But he also handled the grittier parts of it all. He dealt with the foot soldiers, making sure they were moving product. And then with suppliers to make sure they weren’t getting screwed them over. Turf wars and partnerships were all handled by him. It was a messy arena that Klaus shielded her form. And it made sense.

She was a sheltered daughter of an American diplomat. Her experience growing up in Berlin was quite different from his. While he fought to escape the crime infested slum and shady gangs, she vacationed on glamorous yachts in Malta. As a kid, he’d learned about the proper price to charge for a kilo while she was taught French and art history. They came from two different worlds yet managed to build a successful enterprise together. And now with him gone, she had no idea what to do. Just why the fuck did he have to piss off the Russians?

From across the club, Florian studied her closely in amazement. Annalise Roper in the flesh. ‘Lise’ was what she went by with family and close friends. But to her secret associates, she was Snow, the cocaine queen of Deutschland. He was surprised to see her here tonight. He had had the pleasure of meeting her on only a few occasions but knew that it was rare for her to be at the club. And with the circumstances surrounding Klaus death, he would’ve thought she’d lay low and increase security. But her face was unknown in the underground circles. When rival gangs talked about taking out Snow they were expecting a blonde hair blue eyed type. Not the melanated beauty he was currently admiring. The whole thing was ingenious really.

He watched as she threw back a shot, the club lights reflecting off her deep mocha skin. Her all white ensemble gave her an ethereal appearance, as if she were floating above the crowd. The effect she had on him was evident from the noticeable bulge in his pants. Full luscious lips, sultry bedroom eyes, flawless skin. All of her features drove him wild. And that was just her face. The white midi dress she wore, clung to her curves sinfully almost like a second skin. He knew she worked out. A body like that had to be properly maintained and cared for. And he wanted to explore every inch of it.

Florian adjusted his pants before approaching her. She’d just finish placing another drink order, a Jäger with ginger beer. The already skittish server rushed from her table almost running straight into him. When he glared stoically at the poor kid, he took off faster than before, desperate to get away from the two of them. Her almond shaped eyes gazed at him curiously while she took a pull from the hose. She admired the way his clothes fit on his body. His tailored shirt accentuated his impressive biceps. and the first two buttons were undone, showcasing his signature gold chain. He had style, that was undeniable.

Florian fought the urge to look at her lips but they were too hard to resist. The image of them wrapped around the hose was enough to fuel his already wild imagination.

She let out the smoke she inhaled while maintaining eye contact

“Wusstest du nicht, dass es unhöflich ist zu starren?”

He couldn’t help the smirk that fell upon his lips. Sarcasm was her defense mechanism, but it only made him want her more.

“Ja. Ich bin nur überrascht dich hier zu sehen, Schnee”

Her eyes flashed in anger at his nickname for her. She hated the way it sounded in German. Schnee. It was nowhere near as sexy as Snow.

“Darf ich mich setzen?”

“Wirst du mich nerven?”

He took a seat next to her, ignoring her question. Asshole she thought to herself. But a very sexy asshole nonetheless. The jittery server returned with her drink and skittered off to help the next patron.

“Why do you hate me so much?” He leaned into her, pressing a muscular leg onto her. She’d always been in awe of his large frame, even daydreamed about being pinned underneath him while he did unspeakable things to her body. But she was his boss. And she didn’t fuck her employees.

“I don’t hate you. I’m irritated by you” she went to take a sip of her drink to take the edge off. Whichever bartender made it went heavy on the Jäger . She was grateful for it.

“Why? Because I turn you on?” She almost choked on her drink as he brought his mouth to her ear.

Composing herself, she turned to glare at him. But he remained unfazed by her anger.

“Who said you turn me on? And how do you even know what me being turned on looks like? You’ve never had me to know”

“We could change that tonight.”

She rolled her eyes in annoyance and turned away from him. He was a typical playboy, used to getting what he wanted with a few charming words. But she wasn’t falling for it.

"Don’t be like that. You know you want me”

“And what makes you say that?”

“Basic science. Your pupils dilate whenever I come around. And you think I don’t notice but you look me up and down while biting your lip. It’s really sexy by the way, makes me want to lean forward and nibble it myself”

She crossed her arms in indignation trying to prevent his words from having an affect on her. His eyes wandered low to admire the way her breasts were pushed together.

“You also clench your legs together when I speak to you. Just like you are right now. And if you let me, I can give you the friction you desperately need. All you have to do is say yes”

He softly strummed his finger against her thigh. The sensation made her dizzy and she struggled to compose herself. It had been a while. Her last relationship ended a year ago and the Tinder dates just weren’t cutting it anymore.

Florian leaned closer once more and brought his mouth to her ear.

“Want to bet on how many times I can make you come in one night?”

Her resolve weakened and she closed her eyes as she fought for control of her libido. This was not what she had in mind when she made her way to the club.

Fighting past her bodies screams for release, she sat up straight and scooted away from him.

“Flo, I’m here to think. I can’t be distracted. Not now”

He picked up on the solemn tone of her voice. Maybe he was coming in a little too strong. Her friend was just killed and now she was left with an illegal business that she felt ill equipped to run alone. His attempt at seducing her didn’t really help.

“He cared a lot about you, you know? And he respected the hell out of you”

She nodded as she took another pull from the hose, trying to fight back the tears that would undoubtedly come. Klaus truly was her friend. And because of some stupid deal that she didn’t even want him to take, he was dead. She’d never hear his infectious laugh or be on the receiving end of one of his bear hugs again. A chill ran through her as she blew out a plume of smoke.

“Snow, did you hear me?”

“What?”

“I said, let me take you home. This is the last place you need to be”

“I can’t. I need to be here”

“No you don’t. Elias has the club under control. We’ll figure out the rest ourselves, okay?”

Maybe now wasn’t the right time. She’d always prided herself on being rational and calculated. It was hard to be that way when so many emotions swirled through her heart and mind. Fear being the biggest one. What if this was all going to collapse? What if she was next?

She nodded, focusing on fighting back the unshed tears that blurred her vision. This was not how the night was supposed to go. But it was for the best. The business could wait. Right now she needed a distraction. She handed Florian her keys and let him guide her out the club, ignoring the curious stares that followed. Fuck them she thought. It was none of their business who she took home.

They rode in her car in silence. She was careful who she let drive her baby but she trusted Florian for some strange reason. Occasionally his eyes would wander over to her seat so that he could admire her toned legs. He imagined them wrapped around his waist while he drove into her. Or maybe over his shoulders while he pounded into her. Snow smirked to herself as she caught him staring in the mirror.

“Drei” she blurted out. He turned to her as best he could, a curious look on his face.

“You wanted to bet how many times you can make me come tonight. Die antwort ist drei”

Surprise registered on his face as he took in what she was saying. She was giving him the green light, and he had no intention of passing up on the offer. Florian drove like a mad man, weaving through traffic with a fierce determination. The sounds of blaring car horns filled the air as he made his way to her apartment. When they finally pulled into the parking space outside, he turned the car off and turned to Snow. The tension in the air was thick and he fought to compose himself.

“Are you sure you want this?” he asked

“Since when did you become such a gentleman?”

“I just don’t want you to regret this. If you say yes, I won’t hold back. If you say yes, then I’m going to make it my mission to explore every inch of your luscious body. Willst du das??”

With an unmistakable nod, she gave him the answer he wanted. She gazed into his hazel eyes, and found that his eyes were slowly flickering down to her plump lips. Florian leaned forward to kiss her, relishing in the feel of her soft lip against his. Her brought up a hand to tenderly stroke her cheek, causing her to gasp. He took the opportunity to slip in his tongue, gently coaxing her to deepen the kiss.

Something came over Snow as she unbuckled her seat belt and climbed over to straddle his lap. Without breaking the kiss, he leaned his seat back to give them more space. His hands lowered down to her ass which he held a tight grip on.

He broke the kiss, bringing his lips to the tender spot underneath her ear and began to place open mouth kisses there. The feeling made her head fuzzy with need and she felt her wetness drip from her center.

“Flo” she moaned, rocking her hips against his. She felt the substantial bulge in his jeans and it made her even more desperate for release. He chuckled against her skin before bringing his lips to hers and planting a hot open mouth kiss.

His hands moved strategically over her body, as if he was studying every spot that drew a response. He committed it to memory, trusting that this wouldn’t be the last time he’d get to taste her. He took both her hands in his and pinned them above her head and he continued to kiss her which she returned with fierce determination. The inside of his car began to fill with the sounds of her moans as he slid his hands up her right thigh.

His talented fingers began to glide between her legs. Much to his delight he discovered there were no panties to remove and his fingers found the source of the wetness sliding down her shapely mocha legs.

"Enjoying yourself are we?" he teased as he circled her clit. She moaned and shook, unable to formulate a response.

"Gut" he said as he slipped a finger inside and massaged her g-spot. She shuddered and felt himself hardened as her walls clenched his thick fingers.

He kissed her and continued to massage her inner walls while stroking her clit. The sensation of his mouth devouring her while stroking her most sensitive spot, caused heat to spread through her body. She knew her orgasm was close and she didn’t even care that they hadn’t even made it inside her apartment.

“Fuck, Flo, I’m-”

He pumped his fingers into her, stroking the soft spongy part of her with a wicked speed while coaxing her to her release. With added pressure on her clit, she detonated around him, her warm center tightening around him with a vice grip. He placed soft kisses on her neck, which she exposed to him as she threw her head back in ecstasy.

“That was one” she purred, coming down from her orgasm. She saw the flash of persistence in his eye and immediately knew she was in for a wild night. The gauntlet had been thrown down and he was more than ready to pick it up.

“Let’s get you in the house, jetzt” he growled before crushing his lips to hers.

They stumbled into the foyer of her apartment, a tangled mess of hands and lips. The ride up to her floor was nothing but him pushing her up against the elevator wall and teasing her already sensitive flesh. And right now, with them finally having privacy, she felt a mixture of excitement and fear.

“Where’s your bedroom?” he grunted, pulling his lips from hers.

“Upstairs, second room on the right”

With no effort, Florian picked her up and made his way up the steps. She began teasing him, suckling and nibbling on the soft flesh of his earlobe. His skin broke out in goosebumps making her smile with satisfaction. He made his way to her bedroom and crushed his lips onto hers, slamming the door behind him with his foot. They remained locked in a deep kiss, her legs wrapped around him, grinding on the front of his jeans. He tossed her onto the bed and she fell with a squeal of delight. After giggling and catching her breath she looked up at him.

He couldn't remember wanting anything so badly. He watched as she crawled on her hands and knees to the front of the bed and started to unbuckle his belt. Taking off his shirt, he measured the gorgeousness of her feminine curves as they lay before him. The gentle arch in her back, the slight hourglass form that widened into the luscious, full heart shape of her butt.

He needed to devour her; to put her in the ecstatic trance that drew him like a magnet to her in the first place. He needed to taste this irresistible creature.

She had succeeded in the arduous task of loosening his belt and had her little hand down the front of his boxers grasped gently around his thick member. He saw her eyes widen and her tongue trace across her lips in anticipation. He pushed his jeans to the ground so she could get an easier grip but when she went to take him in his mouth, he stopped her, took her hand off his member and kissed it.

"You first..."

Florian shoved Snow back onto the bed. She tumbled over with a giggle and a sigh as he crawled over the top of her. He teased her swollen clit with the tip of his shaft for a second and felt her shiver at the contact.

He began at her neck kissing slowly and biting gently, savoring her smell and every inch of her flavor. He made his way to her toned belly and grazed his lips over her navel, watching her toned tummy rise and fall as her breathing became more erratic. He positioned his shoulders under her thighs and gazed at her glistening pussy, laid open for him. Kissing the inside of her right thigh, then suckling the inside of her left, he reveled in her scent. It reminded him of citrus and honey.

With a long, flat tongue he tasted her.He groaned in appreciation at how sweet and juicy she tasted. Craving more, he wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her closer to his face, burying his mouth in her delicious folds. He could feel her wetness soaking his lips but it only made him more excited. His tongue danced around the sensitive flesh as he responded to her gasps and moans.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop” she begged.

His dick throbbed painfully, wanting in on the action. But this was for her. And he loved making her moan. It was such deep satisfaction to feel the power he had over her. She followed his lead, grinding her hips against the entirety of his mouth, using the friction to get closer and closer to her destination.

He flicked his tongue across her clit in a fluid motion and inserted two eager fingers into her slick center. Her moan rose into a pleasure-filled shriek, he heard her breath come in quicker and knew she was close to her release.

“Fuck!” she cried out, her walls tensing around his fingers as she released once more in a succulent explosion that left his mouth soaking to the bottom of his nose and his hand wet all the way to his wrist. His beard glistened with her juices and it drove him wild to be covered in her scent.

“That was two” he grunted, a sense of pride filling him. He had always been a competitive man and this was one game he was sure to win. She lay sprawled, unable to open her eyes, but with a contented smile on her lips as the waves of her body's aftershock shook her, gently bouncing her breasts. He knew she was more than ready for him.

He quickly stripped her of the rest of her clothing, the white midi dress discarded somewhere on her bedroom floor. He was surprised to discover that in addition to no panties, she’d forgone a bra as well.

“No underwear huh? Well aren’t we nasty” he taunted, as he stroked his dick along her already sensitive clit.

“Shut up and fuck me Florian” she growled, growing impatient. Two orgasms weren’t enough, she wanted more. She needed him to fill her.

He slid his body atop hers, looking deeply into her soulful brown eyes as he sank into her. Her nails dug into his skin as he pulled out before thrusting forward and bottoming out inside her.

He began long, slow, deep strokes wanting her to feel every ridge and vein of his thick cock. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning with every down stroke, perfectly in tune with his pace.

“So fucking wet” he gasped as her felt her soft folds took him in deeper and deeper. He had decided in that moment that this was his favorite place to be. He could spend the rest of his life between her thighs and die a happy man.

Her cheeks flushed as the walls of her pussy tightened around him. She knew he was big from the feel of his bulge in the car but she still gasped in surprise when he filled her up. The way he moved within her drove her wild and she was desperate for more. She hooked her leg around his waist, aching for him to be as close to him as she possibly could.

“Please baby, harder” she urged, wanting to feel him fully unleash on her. Teasingly, he pulled all the way out until just the head was inside her and paused. She opened her eyes and looked at him pleadingly, biting her lower lip hard. He sank his cock back inside her and paused again, causing her to quiver.

“Fuck Flo, get to it!” she cried, causing something inside of him to snap. He picked up his pace, his hips thrusting in her with a feverish need. She was panting as he fucked her and leaned up to kiss him hungrily. His tongue entered her mouth even as his cock penetrated her, hitting that sweet spot. And with one sudden jerk of his hips, he felt her pussy grip him tightly before exploding all around him.

“Oh my fucking God!” she screamed as her entire body dissolved into the waves of pleasure flowing through her. Florian continued to move inside her, softly stroking her face and hair while whispering sweet words in her ear. She was completely shattered, but the hard cock pulsing inside of her told her that the night was far from over.

“And there’s three. Think you got one more for me baby?” he cooed. Her hooded gaze told him she was spent, but he was determined to win this bet. He knew he could push her past the brink of satisfaction one last time.

He pulled out of her and effortlessly flipped her over, leaving her chest pressed into the mattress. He then led her to the edge of the bed, pullingg her lower body up onto her knees. Standing behind her, Florian pushed her head down to the mattress and rubbed the head of my cock against her dripping wet slit.

With a quick thrust forward, he buried his cock inside her roughly, grabbing onto her hips for leverage.

“Fuck!” they both cried out simultaneously.

Snow arched her back, throwing her head back in ecstasy. He grabbed a handful of her hair and used it to pull her back against him as he slammed his cock into her hard and fast. She moaned wantonly, and he felt the familiar tremor of her walls.

“Are you going to come for me again baby?” he cooed into her ear.

She could barely respond but her body answered for him.

“Hold it liebling” he urged, as he pounded into her fiercely.

Her body shook with every thrust of his hips and she wondered just how she would fend off this impending orgasm. As if it wasn’t hard enough, he wrapped both hands around her neck and began fucking her harder.

Her body had no choice but to surrender to his brutal assault and she wailed into the mattress as she fought to stop herself from coming. His thick cock was buried deep inside of her, relentlessly filling her up and staking its claim over her. And just when she thought she couldn’t hold it any longer, he granted her release.

“Fuck, Snow, come! Come all over this dick!” he growled before emptying inside of her, coating her walls with thick ribbons of his cum. Her last orgasm ripped through her, leaving her a screaming mess underneath him. She had never been more thankful for her penthouse apartment that separated her from the rest of her neighbors.

Florian gently pulled out of her before laying next to her. They laid next to each other, both trying to calm their breathing and make sense of what had just transpired between them.

“So I guess I won the bet” he remarked smugly, while taking in her appearance. Her hair stuck to her forehead, dampened by the thin sheen of sweat that had broken out across her body.

“Shut up” she ragged, still struggling to catch her breath. He couldn’t help the chuckle that broke from his lips and pretty soon, they were both laughing hysterically, their arms and legs tangled together.

“What’s my prize. For exceeding your expectations?”

“The nut you got was enough of a prize” she retorted, her head now gently laid on his toned chest. She lazily drew circles around his pecs, relishing in the feel of his warm skin.

“Fair enough”

“But we do have a more serious issue on our hands now,” she continued. The problems she had at the club were still there and a few orgasms wouldn’t be enough to rid her of them. Florian looked down at her expectantly, waiting for her to explain what she meant.

“I need you to walk me through the business. I want to take over.”

Translations:

Wusstest du nicht, dass es unhöflich ist zu starren?- Didn’t you know that it’s rude to stare?

Ja. Ich bin nur überrascht, dich hier zu sehen, Schnee - Yeah, I’m just surprised to see you here Snow.

Darf ich mich setzen?”- May I sit?

“Wirst du mich nerven?- Are you going to annoy me?

Drei/Die antwort ist drei- Three/ The answer is three

Willst du das?- Do you want this?

Gu- Good

Jetzt-Now

Liebling- Darling

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bitteraristocrat · 4 years

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Ohhh, how about Ciel in an opium den? Bonus points for accidental or deliberate inhalation and SebaCiel :) SFW or NSFW! I'm really fascinated by opium dens in general and how Ciel might react to the change of consciousness in particular. :)

|| I actually wrote a piece like this last year and never got around to finishing it. 😅 Here's what I have so far. ||

“There were opium dens where one could buy oblivion, dens of horror where the memory of old sins could be destroyed by the madness of sins that were new.”

--Oscar Wilde “The Picture of Dorian Gray”

Deep beneath the industrial surface of Victoria’s empire, the labyrinthian caverns from whence the drake lain held secrets of a foreign tongue. Unplumbed dens beneath the docklands inhabited by frenzies suited only for the Underworld welcomed London’s hungry souls to a heart of ecstasy. Men scurried to their refuge among the Jasmine-perfumed beds, and made merry with the their Eastern patrons. Where they could fuck and achieve a high without the prejudices of decorum and the crown.

“Do you chase the dragon as well, my Master? Are you the same as them?”

The pair, incubus and prey, lounged with languid limbs entwined in some sacrilegious tangle. Lithe digits of porcelain beringed by loops of smoke clawed forward to grope black silk brocade donned by Sebastian.

In spite of their verboten endeavours through sewers and the slums of the city, the boys nails were like pearls, unsullied, atop his finger pads; clean and filed to a gentle curve. They caught on each rib of embroidery, raking at the collar of the devil’s hanfu, desperate for the rare indulgence and thrill of skin contact. Ciel found himself bending to a spell far more unsightly than even a covenant of souls.

“Ah,” the demon tutted, caging his master’s hand in his own. “Are you asking for another drag, little one? You should know that such substances do not bode good health at such a ripe and young age…” The glide of silk eased his movements as Earl Phantomhive writhed, grinding forward as their stomachs pressed closer.

“Such a greedy thing,” Sebastian muttered, almost demeaning, as he brought the hookah pipe to his lips, which pillowed around the mouthpiece. The devil inhaled with a hiss, feathering lashes cast over ocular wine pools. Ciel memorised each movement of the raven with an unrelenting attention to detail. The way the dim light about them caught the wet glimmer his lips, the subtle flex of his jaw, the flaring nostrils of his aquiline nose, the fall and rise of feathering eyelashes that batted at their subject almost coquetted in manner; an orchestrated attractiveness which the young Lord in his boyish eroticism could not deny. Ciel bloomed in anticipation at the noise of pollution being sucked in by his contractor and drew closer.

As he rose, the demon bared his fangs. Tendrils of smoke spilt from Sebastian’s grin and nostrils, like a seething beast. The opium brume swathed Ciel’s cherubic visage, and he gasped at the ghost. A dramatic eclipse of smoke dissipated over the Earl’s face as he inspired the drug; mauve depressions of lips and a sullen glare appeared beyond the fog, and his beloved devil grew nearer.

Sebastian pressed his cheek to his prey’s and relished in its supple plush, taking careful note of its warmth; of its satin shell, of its ripened hue. The devil’s nose rubbed down his master’s jaw, feasting on the musk of his repast. “You ruin me,” Sebastian growled reverently, handing the pipe to Ciel’s pawing without care for the consequences which followed.

Eager, albeit calculated, talons stretched forward to fondle the boy’s limp body. He longed to shatter their façade, to reveal to this human - his human - what ecstasy truly was when dealt from the hands of the Devil.

Ciel squirmed at his counterpart’s clutch, and drew a breath from the pipe now in his grasp. Eyes rolled back at the sheer knowing of such illicit toxins poisoning his lungs, how those of his social stature both desired and damned smoke that perverted his breath. How vile. How insidious. How enchanting. He released the drug with a faux-practiced technique, eyes returning to his demon’s gaze with besotted lustre.

Sebastian gave a grin and a scoff. His little lord displayed such finesse; this human had mastered the art of performance in a way which amused the demon to no end. It was almost endearing. “Have you stolen away in the night to play with such substances without my knowledge, my Lord? You seem rather proficient.”

“Don’t play coy, it doesn’t suit you,” Ciel grumbled.

“Ah, yes. What kind of corrupt aristocrat would you be if you could not relish in that which the Crown attempts to keep beyond your reach?”

“Shut up.”

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seniorbrief · 6 years

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The Surprising Birthplace of 20 Favorite Foods and Drinks

Food

Carrie BellJul 03

Like superheroes, many beloved dishes, desserts, and drinks have interesting, stupefying, and sometimes even controversial origin stories.

Caesar salad: Tijuana, Mexico

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Given its name, it’s perfectly understandable one might assume the king of the salad section hails from ancient Rome. And while an Italian did create what the International Society of Epicure once named the greatest recipe to originate in the Americas in the last half-century, romaine lettuce stalks, olive oil, raw egg, croutons, parmesan cheese, and Worcestershire sauce were first tossed together in Baja California’s Caesar’s Restaurant. According to Food & Wine, Caesar Cardini moved to North America in the 1910s, opening restaurants in Sacramento and San Diego, before making a run for the border town of Tijuana, Mexico, which was experiencing a tourism boom in the 1920s thanks to prohibition. Legend has it that his Avenida Revolución eatery was overrun with thirsty tourists and running low on supplies on July 4, 1924, when he took what was left and attempted to make a finger food tableside. Some claim it was his brother Alessandro who invented it while others say he was only responsible for adding anchovies. Another theory: Italian immigrant/employee Livio Santini based it on his mama’s recipe, but Cardini took credit for the instant hit. Either way, fans can savor the original salad in its birthplace as a renovated Caesar’s reopened in 2010. Check out 9 other foods you’d never guess were American.

French dip sandwich: Los Angeles

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A war has long waged in the streets of downtown Los Angeles between two longtime (and still-operating) diners, Philippe’s and Cole’s, regarding who fathered the French dip sandwich. When stacked up, most concrete evidence points to the former although various owners have disagreed on specifics over the years. A 1951 Los Angeles Times’ interview with the original 1908 owner Philippe Mathieu finds the French-born cook explaining that he created the wet roast beef sandwich on a lark for a counter regular who saw the jus in the pan. The restaurant’s website argues that the creation was a result of Mathieu accidentally dropping the French roll from a policeman’s order into the roasting pan still filled with hot juices in 1918. The cop ate it anyway, came back for more, and brought friends who also wanted to sample the meaty mishap. Other accounts involve a fireman, pork, a stale roll, and 1917. Thrillist argues that the name supports Mathieu’s claim given that he was from France and might also be a double entendre meant to be funny as it shared its name with a waistline type said to make the wearer appear thinner that was becoming trendy. Cole’s, whose sign still declares them the titleholder in neon, argues that they invented it by accident in 1908, but no printed mentions support the German owner’s claim until after Philippe’s reputation had blossomed.

Bloody Mary: New York City

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Seems appropriate that one of the most popular brunch beverages was first poured in The City That Never Sleeps. In 1934, Serge Obolensky, an aristocratic Russian man about town, waltzed into the King Cole Bar at the St. Regis New York and asked bartender Fernand Petiot to pour him a Bloody Mary. He’d sampled an early version of Petiot’s vodka and tomato juice cocktail at Paris’s La Maisonette Russe where the mixologist previously worked. Petiot perfected a zestier recipe that day adding salt, pepper, lemon, and Worcestershire sauce. The moniker was deemed too unrefined for the hotel’s elegant clientele, so it was rechristened Red Snapper. Today, imbibers can partake in Petiot’s piece de résistance under the same 1906 Maxfield Parrish mural. Or they can walk into any St. Regis and try a local spin on the libation, now the brand’s signature cocktail. For example, the St. Regis in Abu Dhabi adds smoke and za’atar as a nod to hookah lounges, Punta Mita’s makes it with tequila and Mexican Maggi sauce, and the Washington, D.C., branch starts with gin and incorporates horseradish, clam juice, and Old Bay Seasoning to evoke a classic Chesapeake Bay crab boil.

Jell-O: LeRoy, New York

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In 1897, carpenter Pearle Wait was mixing a cough remedy and laxative tea in his home kitchen when he started experimenting with gelatin. The result of that tinkering, according to the Jell-O Museum‘s website, was a fruit-flavored dessert whose name was coined by his wife May. Wait tried to market the wiggly treat, lacking funds and experience; he ultimately sold the trademark in 1899 for $450 to fellow LeRoy-ian and successful proprietary medicines manufacturer Orator Frank Woodward. He too gave up and sold it to Sam Nico for $35. The third sale was a charm as the Genesee Pure Food Company started selling Jell-O in 1900 and reported $250,000 in sales in 1902 when the packets were still stuffed by hand and sold from horse-drawn wagons. The first four flavors were orange, lemon, strawberry, and raspberry. Lime was not introduced until 1930. The meteoric rise of J-E-L-L-O was certainly helped by advertising that utilized artists like Norman Rockwell and the aforementioned Parrish and comedian Jack Benny.

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