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An Acquired Taste

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An Acquired Taste

The Night’s Watch was slammed tonight. There were three things northerners loved in boisterous, unabashed fashion: ale, rugby, and hockey. Tonight, the Winterfell Wolves had crushed the Casterly Rock Reds in Game Five of the Torrhen Cup Final four to nothing. The Wolves had been on a cold streak, and the cup hadn’t been theirs in thirty years. When they won, northerners poured out in droves to celebrate. Jon, Tormund, Gendry, and the new barback Satin hustled around the bar. Tom and Marya in the kitchen were slammed too.

While as an owner, Jon was pleased there were so many customers, the bartender in him hated the unending roll of rude, greedy patrons. The air was thick with the heat of crammed bodies, smelling of sweat, the sharp whiff of alcohol and cooking oil. Gods, it was hot. His black t-shirt clung to him, sweat trickled down the back of his neck. Jon irritably blew a strand of hair from his eyes as he leaned over the bar to hear the soft-voiced girl’s order.

“--our,” she shouted.

“What?” Jon shouted back.

“Amaretto sour!” she repeated.

“Lemon lime soda ok?” he said. She nodded eagerly. A plain girl, she wore a well-loved Winterfell Wolves jersey, her hair caked with dye half white, half grey. The look was one he was used to, half admiration, half invitation. Jon kept his smile polite.

“Comin’ up!” Jon scanned the crowd as he found the square amaretto bottle without looking down. Drinks slid across the bar with machine-like regularity. Billiard balls clacked. The radio blared some top forty song that Jon didn’t know. Jon nudged Gendry.

“Don’t overserve,” he said in his ear. Baratheons thought if you didn’t feel the burn in your throat, it wasn’t a proper drink—and Gendry was no different, even though he’d never met his deadbeat dad. Gendry nodded, measuring the vodka he was pouring more precisely. The din of so many voices were punctuated here and there by a burst of laughter, or angry words. The latter made Jon nervous. From the corner of his eye, he saw Theon and his brothers shoulder in, neutralizing an argument. Theon’s older brother Rodrik leaned over the bar.

“I’ll expect a free drink as acting bouncer!” he said with his long, toothy smile. Jon flipped him a rude gesture, to which Rodrik laughed. I really do need to hire a bouncer for nights like this. Without missing a beat, he poured, adding the sweet and sour mix. He jiggled the jug. Shit, they were almost out.

“Satin! Get more sweet and sour mix from the back!” Jon called over the racket. Ice, topped with a splash of soda, garnish with a cherry. Jon slid the drink to the girl on a black napkin with a nod. Another guy wanted a beer—draft, garnish with a slice of orange. Another a whiskey—ice, pour. Another woman wanted a gin and tonic—gin, ice, top with tonic water, stir, garnish with lime. Another, another, another. The pace slackened to a bit of a lull.

“I’m taking five,” Jon shouted to Tormund over the din. Tormund nodded.

Weaving through the crowd out the side door, Jon sucked in a grateful breath of cold, clean air. Ears ringing from the noise, the silence was just as sweet as the cold air. He wished passionately for a cigarette. The urge was always there, even after quitting two years ago. Jon took a long draught of water from his reusable bottle. Dany had used her fancy water infuser to make mint-lemon water for him. It tasted delicious. He sucked down gulps of it. Reaching for his phone, he tapped out a question. Can you fly?

The back-and-forth of learning the extent of her abilities was surprisingly fun. Hypnosis, speed, strength, enhanced senses, immortality. Pretty fucking awesome. No mind-reading, though, and she didn’t need an invitation to enter a home. Three dots danced on the screen.

Of course I can fly

WHAT??? Really?

I have a pilot’s license 😊

Jon smiled at his phone. Dany had been generous to the point of desperate in the week since she’d confessed. In bed and out. As flattering as it was, Jon reassured her it wasn’t necessary. He was glad a semblance of their usual easy humor had returned. In fact, it was almost like he could sense her smile. Bummer she couldn’t shapeshift into a bat or a raven though. If Jon could have a superpower, he would have chosen shapeshifting. I miss you, he typed. Dany kept the details of her ‘work trip’ vague—code for hunting. Jon wondered what it was like to be her prey. That smooth, liquid gait, her ethereal colors kissed by moonlight, her cool hands clamped tight around his throat, the sharp sting of her fangs—

“Fuck,” Jon said. There was that gut flip of terror and excitement . . . and he was hard as brass. How about that. He had a biting kink? Who knew?

I miss you too The dots danced.

Are you ok? Jon frowned, scanning the previous messages for why she was concerned. Heat flushed his cheeks at the thought of her being privy to his musings. She promised she wasn’t able to read his mind, but sometimes she made him wonder.

The bar’s fucking slammed, but I’m fine Jon glanced at the time on his phone. His five was up about three minutes ago.

Hydrate. I’ll be home in morning Jon was at a loss with how to reply, so he settled on a thumb’s up emoticon.

He waded through the throngs back to the bar. Damn, there was nothing but slushy water in the ice bucket. Wet, wrinkled napkins littered the bartop. Liquor bottles strewn on the workspace.

“The fuck is this mess, Tormund? I’m gone for five godsdamned minutes and it all goes to shit,” he said, shoving bottles back in their places. He shouted at Satin for more ice and napkins. The rush had slackened. People had their drinks and were munching on cheese fries, or playing pool, or reliving the high points of the game on replay. Tormund grinned sidelong at him, mopping the bartop with a rag.

“When’s Dany getting back?” he asked. Jon’s irritation mellowed at the joke. He grinned.

“Early tomorrow.”

“Thank the gods,” Tormund said.

They had time to reorganize before patrons finished their drinks. A second wave broke. Another, another, another. Close this tab, cut this guy off before he’s too pissed, shout for Satin to fetch more ice, tell this kid off for flashing a fake ID, diffuse an argument. Announce last call. A seemingly unending roll of closed tabs. Wads of damp cash. Swipe, swipe, swipe. Tormund’s booming voice ushering the last rowdy patrons out. Jon’s ears rang in the sudden silence.

“Good work, everyone. Tips are divided even, remember,” Jon said. Gendry and Tormund settled into their usual post-close tasks. Satin took initiative and began flipping barstools.

“Satin, we need to clean everything before we set up the chairs,” Jon said, coughing to clear hoarseness from his voice. Satin blushed prettily, dark curls bobbing as he nodded.

“Sure, boss. I’ll get right on it,” he said.

It was almost four in the morning before Jon was satisfied with the state of the Night’s Watch.

“Get some rest. We’re taking tonight off,” Jon said. The take was good—really good. He could afford closing for a night to give his employees a day off. There was a couple hoots and applause. Jon waved it off.

“We’ve earned it. I’ll lock up.”

The walk home passed in a fog. Ghost greeted him with a thump of his tail, but otherwise did not stir. Dany had taken him on a long run before she left for her ‘work trip.’ Jon shuffled up the stairs and collapsed facedown on his bed, toeing off his boots. He snuffled into his pillow. He could smell Dany: notes of apples and jasmine shampoo and another note he couldn’t place, but knew was hers. Jon hummed, breathing deeply of the smell and was comforted by it. Sleep took him.

Ghost’s cold nose woke him.

“Off, Ghost,” Jon croaked, his mouth dry and mossy. He blinked into the dimness of his room, realizing he was straight in the bed and tucked in the sheet and cover. Dany. Jon smiled, touched by the tender gesture. He groped for his phone on the bedside table—it was dead. Dimly, he heard the homey clatter of dishes and the hiss of a pan. Dany was downstairs cooking. Jon roused himself from the warm comfort of his bed to tiptoe on socked feet to the shower. He felt more human (what a pun) once he showered with his teeth brushed. Some spice filled the air, along with the scent of sizzling meat. Jon’s mouth watered. He pulled on sweatpants and headed down.

“Smells delicious,” Jon said as he descended the stairs. Ghost clattered down at his heels.

“About time you’re awake, you lazy sod!” Arya said. Jon cursed, startled.

“Fucking hells, Arya! What did I say about boundaries?” Jon said. Dany manned the stove, resplendent in a midnight blue sundress, her silver hair in a single braid down her back. Arya stood smirched in flour, dredging chicken cutlets. Arya shrugged.

“Boundaries smoundaries, cuz. I wanted to meet Dany.”

Jon leveled a mock glare at Arya, winding one arm around Dany and kissing the curve of her shoulder.

“‘Mornin,’” he rumbled, watching over her shoulder as she deftly sauteed vegetables and fried the chicken in separate skillets.

“Evening more like, Lord Commander. It’s five o’ clock,” Dany teased, nuzzling a wayward lock of his hair with her nose. Wow, he never got sleep like that. Jon kissed the side of her neck, feeling her subtle shiver. Unbidden came the thought of her biting him and Jon warded off another surge of terror and arousal.

“Eech, no PDA, please. And where’s your shirt?” Arya said with a shudder.

“You don’t want to see it, don’t break in,” Jon shot back, continuing to happily nuzzle Dany’s neck. He couldn’t see her face, but he could sense her smile. There it was again, that weird reflection of her mood. Was it a vampire thing?

“I hope my cousin hasn’t been too obnoxious,” Jon said.

“Not at all, we’ve been chatting. She says she has all the dirt on you,” Dany said, flipping the sizzling cutlets. Jon gulped.

“Dirt?” his voice cracked. It was too damn early for this. Arya’s grin was pure evil.

“Yeah. Like when you were thirteen and got really into seances and shit. I can’t tell you how many times I found him asleep in the godswood.” He felt Dany stiffen. Jon swallowed.

“I guess I’ve always liked supernatural stuff,” he said.

“Or that time my mom walked in on you--”

“Arya, for the love of all the gods, shut up!” Jon thundered. Arya giggled, unrepentant. Jon hugged her roughly.

“Now quit making a mess of that and go set the table,” Jon said.

The meal was excellent: the chicken was crispy and had the perfect balance of salt and spice, the vegetables tender and flavorful. Jon shoveled it down with relish, and wondered how she was such an excellent cook when she didn’t eat. Decades of practice, he supposed. Conversation flowed as easily as the wine, and Jon felt pleasantly tipsy as the three of them sprawled on the couch. Jon lay with his head in Dany’s lap. Her cool fingers carded through his hair in hypnotic strokes, lulling him into a contented stupor. Arya lounged crosswise on the loveseat, swinging her feet.

“I see why Jon wanted to keep you to himself, Dany. Every one of my siblings would question your taste,” she said with her lupine grin.

“I suppose Jon is an acquired taste,” Dany joked, rubbing his arm to soften the words. Jon snorted loudly. Acquired taste?

“Hah! That’s an excellent way to put it!” Arya chortled.

Dany clicked through their streaming services to settle on a show. Arya loved true crime shows, forensics. During her last deployment, Arya’d binged shows and podcasts alike—a potential career once she was discharged from the military. She and Dany debated the pros and cons of various career tracks, the best being the House of Black and White in Braavos. He loved how Dany could speak intelligently on almost any topic. Jon lost interest in the show and watched the colors of the TV wash over Dany’s perfect white skin. Dany grinned at something Arya said, displaying the wet white gleam of her teeth. Fangs.

Arya said her goodbyes after a text from Gendry. Her motorcycle turned over with a roar, and she sped off, short brown hair whipping behind her. Dany rounded on him.

“What is it?” she demanded, with a fierce scowl. Jon sat up from where he lay draped on the porch bench, muddled by wine and drowsing.

“What?” he said. Dany made an irritated sound, jabbing his chest with her fingertip.

“Ow!” Jon said, with a giggle. It tickled more than anything. Dany flattened her lips, fighting a smile.

“You’ve been looking at me strangely all night. Did I say something wrong to Arya? She was already here when I got home,” she said. Jon stood.

“No no, it’s not that. Arya really likes you. She wouldn’t have hung around if she didn’t.” Dany chewed on her lower lip in a very distracting way.

“I just . . . you talk a lot about your cousins, and I wondered why we hadn’t met yet.”

Jon sobered, blinking owlishly. His brain was slow on the uptake. Dany was feeling . . . insecure? That boggled the mind. He scrubbed his chin.

“Dany, my family’s . . . a lot. Since my uncle died, my aunt and one cousin—we don’t speak. They despise me. The rest are normal enough, but ever since the Ygritte Incident, I haven’t brought any girlfriends around.” Not that he’d had a girlfriend since his hellbitch of an ex until Dany.

“I didn’t want to overwhelm you. Scare you off,” he finished lamely. Dany relaxed.

“I’d hoped that I hadn’t . . . ruined it.” By telling you what I am, the last was unspoken, but rang in the air between them all the same.

Jon pulled her into a tight hug. He breathed in the dizzying smell of her hair, apples and something wild he couldn’t place. Insects hummed, a faint chilly breeze stirred the air.

“Of course not. I’ll call Robb tomorrow. We’ll have ‘em all over for a cookout. Full Stark immersion.” Dany nuzzled his neck.

“That sounds nice.”

Dany bumped her forehead gently against his, leveling a narrow violet glare at him. One hand reached down and playfully grabbed a handful of his arse. Jon twined his arms around her with a chuckle. They danced a little on the creaking porch and Jon fancied himself truly happy.

“Is there anything else you’re thinking about?” she asked. Jon squirmed under her direct gaze. The words were on his tongue, but he chickened out.

“I was just thinking . . . has anyone ever . . . enjoyed it? Knowing what you are?” Daenerys’ posture relaxed and Jon inwardly marveled at how much more comfortable she was around him. He noticed when she was too still, too focused, too different. Dany snorted, rolling her eyes.

“Yes. Wealth, power, immortality. It is a potent allure to most. And so very dull.”

It wasn’t at all what he meant, but Jon was too embarrassed and tongue-tied to articulate what he wanted. Jon nodded.

“I can imagine,” he mumbled. No slouch at reading tones, Dany cocked an eyebrow.

“Why do you ask?” she murmured, breathing air-soft little kisses along his shoulder. Jon basked in her easy affection, feeling that weird reflection. Warmth and contentment, as warm as her hug. Better to focus on that than any weird kinks.

“Just . . . curious,” he said. Jon licked his lips.

“It seems like I can . . . sense your mood. Is that normal?”

Dany blinked, peering at his face. She didn’t relinquish her grip on him. No reflection of distress. The feeling chilled from warm contentment to something ambivalent. Confusion, maybe?

“Really? Um, I’m not sure. It’s never been mutual before.”

“Mutual?”

A muscle fired in her face, almost a wince.

“When I hypnotize my . . . prey, I can sense the tenor of their mood, recent memories. Very superficial, and it ends when I’ve finished feeding.” The halting and clinical way she said it was evidence of her distaste. Each word was extracted slowly and painfully. Yeah, it was weird, but Jon was fascinated by the little details.

“But you’ve never fed from me,” Jon said, hoping the strange connection would convey his mingled disappointment and relief. Dany’s brow forked.

“Or hypnotized me?” Jon asked, with a hint of a question. Would he even know if she had? Dany looked affronted.

“No! Of course not.”

“I was mesmerized all the same,” Jon said, stealing a kiss. Dany softened under the touch. Jon tugged her inside.

Psychically linked. It was a phrase that was strange to utter, even for a vampire. Missandei, who had rescued and changed her lover Grey Worm over a hundred years ago, hadn’t known of the phenomenon. For all the weirdness, it was . . . nice. It was like there was Jon-compass in the back of her mind pointing to where he was and how he was feeling. Right now, at eleven in the morning, the itch would guide her back to the house, and the mellow quiet was one of sleep. It was Wednesday. After the Monday night shift and Delivery Day on Tuesday, he was always exhausted.

“There’s something he isn’t telling me, Missy,” she said into her earbuds. Dany yanked a snarl of weeds from the budding green of her garden. There was nothing she loved better than the feeling of earth between her fingers, the rich smells of loam and water and flowers. Dragons plant no trees—one of her brother’s maxims. In this undead life, she strove to prove him wrong. Trees, flowers, herbs and vegetables.

“Tell me the context.”

“Well, he asked if ‘anyone enjoyed it,’” Dany said, framing the operative words in finger quotes even though Missy couldn’t see her. A habit picked up from Jon. She patted the dirt around the tender roots of a cluster of osteopermums. Beautiful blooms, and cold resistant.

“‘If anyone enjoyed it.’ Hmm, and he didn’t mean proximity to one who is rich and powerful. Surely he didn’t mean enjoying being bitten?” Dany stilled at Missy’s words, every cell of her frozen in a rictus of shock. Bitten? Dany replayed the interaction last night when her Jon-compass pealed. A cold zing of fear, along with the familiar ripening of arousal. Could he really . . .? Dany snorted.

“Surely not!”

Dany felt the warning prickle as the sun threatened to break through the blanket of clouds. She blurred back to the porch, irritably watching the sky.

“Anyway, when are you and Grey going to visit? It’s been an epoch.”

The seed Missy planted in Dany’s mind germinated as quickly as the plants she put in the ground. It lingered, following her through the day as she took Ghost to the dog park, bought groceries for Pentoshi spicy noodles, and secretly corrected Jon’s messy ledger. His books were detailed, but a couple alterations to the till would only protect him from audits. Since she’d confessed, she given up the pretense of ‘working,’ and had offered to help Jon with his finances, but he refused. Her wealth languished, accruing interest, ready for when he wanted it.

Did . . . did Jon want her to bite him? Their sex life was robust, passionate. That hadn’t changed since the revelation. He was the same generous, ravenous lover as before. He had only seen her fangs one time—that one horrible time when she confessed. The thought of broaching the subject made her want to melt into a puddle of embarrassment.

“There you are, beautiful,” Jon said with a sleepy kiss as she washed dirt from her hands in the sink. In his typical fashion, he wore baggy athletic pants and no shirt. She loved Sleepy Jon. Affectionate and moving a little slow. Completely adorable. He had a shift in a few hours, there was time to talk about it. If she had the courage to broach the subject. Dany blurred around the kitchen, fixing his favorite breakfast: toast, scrambled eggs, and avocado.

“Thanks, love,” Jon said, tucking in. Dany settled in the chair across from him, at a loss for how to continue.

“Any news on the reflection thing?” he asked, taking a long gulp of Dany’s infused water—cucumber cilantro this time. Dany loved how messy his curls were when he woke up—sticking up straight like a porcupine’s quills. Jon scrubbed his beard.

“Missy had never heard anything like that. She was a historian in her previous life, so she is well-versed in the peculiarities of our kind,” she said. Jon blinked, then one of his sunny smiles broke out, stealing her breath in how gorgeous he was. Jon took her hand and squeezed it.

“I guess that means we’re soulmates,” he said. Dany’s unbeating heart fluttered.

“I guess so,” she said, choked.

The meal passed in pleasant silence. Dany plucked up her courage. Just say it!

“Is there anything you want to . . . want to try?” Dany asked. Jon knew what she meant. She watched the bloom of blood beneath his pale skin. The apples of his cheeks, the base of his neck, even in blotches on his naked chest. Intoxicating.

“You noticed that last night, huh?” he said, combing his fingers through his hair. Dany nodded.

“What did you mean by ‘enjoying it?’” she asked.

Jon blush deepened to a deep dusky red. His gaze slid away from hers to inspect the worn wood of his kitchen table as if it held the world’s knowledge. Jon’s tongue darted out to wet his lips. Very distracting. Why was this so hard to say? No two lovers instantly knew what their partner liked or wanted—even psychically linked ones. They had had frank conversations about sex before.

“The um . . . the biting part. Has anyone liked it?” Jon mumbled. If she was capable, Dany would have blushed too. There were those humans who craved subjugation, but Daenerys had never interacted with them—even when they threw themselves at her feet. She simply hadn’t been interested. Saliva filled her mouth at the thought of tasting Jon’s blood. Hot, rich and full of life. Hunger quivered through her at the thought, hands curling into fists.

“Yes, some have. I never entertained them,” she hedged. Jon risked a glance at her, eyes wide and vulnerable.

“Do you not like it? When they--”

“Jon, I go through considerable pains to ensure those I drink from do not suffer unnecessarily. But being a vampire . . . yes. Biting and drinking their blood . . . to my unending shame, I like it. I like it a great deal. And the thought of drinking from you . . .” Dany closed her eyes briefly, trying to master the demon clamoring for a taste. Her cunt throbbed as well, a well-placed touch and she could come just from fantasizing about it—as she never dared to. The heated look in Jon’s eyes was one she well knew, and the moment stretched on in the sweetest of agonies.

“Ok. Let’s try.”

It took some extracting to tack down the details Jon wanted. Not quite a ‘scene’ per se, but a hint of violence. A vampire bite was by its very nature, violent. The safeword was ‘ghost.’ Dany followed him up the stairs, trembling with anticipation and nerves. Like a giddy virgin all over again. With Jon, so many things felt new, and so right. Jon pulled on an old grey t-shirt and took his place against the exposed brick wall, arms spread as if restrained.

“Like this?” he asked softly.

“Just so,” she whispered.

Daenerys grasped her control and breathed in. Her senses sharpened to painful acuity. She could smell the spicy scent of his skin, his spruce shampoo, a hint of cilantro on his breath. The thud of his heart was swift. She tilted her head, wondering if it was fear or arousal that sped its beat. All those blood vessels dilating, the roused animal heat of him. Dany closed the distance between them in a blink. Jon flinched, eyes wide. So innocent. So beautiful. Ripe for her corruption. Dany grasped his jaw, hard enough to hurt. Dany waited, gauging his reaction. Jon sucked in a gasp. Gods, the tempo of his heart would drive her mad. The heat and woodsy scent of him enveloping her. Heat radiated from his cock, already tenting his athletic pants.

“Mmm, I wonder what makes your heart race, handsome. Fear . . . or excitement?” she drawled, smirking in a manner to expose her fang. Even Jon’s eyes were dilated, only a border of grey around the black. He licked his lips. Dany followed the movement with intense interest.

“I’m . . . I’m not sure,” Jon said. Dany leaned in, bracing her forearm against his chest with a bit of pressure. Pressing him back against the rough brick. Attuned to her Jon-compass, his mood was rich with hunger, whetted sweetly with fear. Dany loosened the tight rein she held on her control. Wildness surged through her. She squeezed her thighs together; the throb of arousal was almost painful. He was so gorgeous like this, vulnerable and hungry, eager and wrecked.

With a negligent move, Dany’s nails shred open Jon’s shirt, then his athletic pants. Tearing it like tissue paper. They hung in tatters, the pants held up by Jon’s glorious arse pressed against the wall. No underwear, his cock stood at attention.

“Yessss. Hard for me? You’re perfect,” Dany whispered. Jon squirmed a little at the praise and Dany logged that away for future reference. He hissed in a breath through his teeth as Dany traced one finger down his broad chest and hard, quivering belly to grasp his cock. Dany tilted his captive jaw to one side and leaned close . . . Jon cried out, his hands scrabbling on the brick wall. She pumped his cock, spreading around the silky fluid weeping from the head. The panting silence broken only by those slick strokes. The echo of his heartbeat thudded against her palm with each stroke. Dany licked his earlobe.

“Let me taste you.”

Dany bit down on his neck. His sleek white skin gave way and the hot, metallic richness of his blood sang on her tongue. That first taste called down one of the most intense orgasms of her life, completely untouched. She shuddered through it. Pleasure burst like fireworks behind her eyes, and she was intensely aware of Jon’s matching orgasm. Hot seed spraying in sticky drops on her hand and forearm, the musky smell. Jon roared, arms snapping tight around her as he thrust helplessly into her hand. Dany drank from him, not pausing to moan lest she waste a single drop. Magic. He tasted of magic and wilderness, pleasure and home. If any god would listen, she would have begged to live in this moment. Sacred with his trust and love, incandescent with pleasure.

I love you

The words were not spoken, but flooded through the link between them.

“More!” Jon begged, clinging to Dany. Her tongue lapped at the wound in his neck, lazy strokes that made him shiver and his cock throb. Despite the best orgasm he’d ever had, Jon throbbed back to full hardness.

“Please, Dany. More. More!” the words fell out, unbidden and needy. Dany guided him down to the floor and tore off her clothes. The cloth and denim shredded to ribbons. She looked like an otherworldly creature: hair a wild snarl from his tugging, her lips were vivid red, painted with his blood, violet eyes glowing. Gods, she was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, shredding her clothes so she could fuck him. The inner reflection had become a door—a door thrown open and washing him in the glory of her soul. Her loneliness and longing, her love and pleasure. Dany . . . Dany.

Dany crouched over him to lap at his neck and slid down on his cock. The fresh sensation made him cry out again. Jon fisted a hand in her hair, holding her to his neck as the tender lapping turned to a sharper suction. The pain was a whisper compared to the pleasure of her cunt riding his cock. Warm and so wet, gliding up and down. Jon’s back bowed up, seeking more contact. He was saturated in her. The smooth cool touch of her skin, the tickle of her hair, wild, appley smell of her, the musk of her sex. There was a cooling tickle of his blood down his neck. The hot point of contact of her cunt milking him as she came again. Her pleasure called down his own and howled through another orgasm. Her name punched out of him with each stroke, his ardent prayer.

“Dany. Dany. Dany. Dany!” I love you I need you, don’t leave me I love you It was a stream of thought pouring into her. The answer was instant: I love you I need you you’re mine you’re mine you’re mine forever! The pace quickened, short, fast strokes. Jon screamed as the pleasure pierced him as surely as her fangs. Come poured out of him with each spasm. She was there joined with him—the tide of pleasure crested over them both. Dany cradled his head to keep it from thudding against the floor.

Jon floated, cruising on waves of bliss. Pleasure so excruciating he couldn’t think, pain so sweet he felt tears leak out of his eyes. A noise somewhere far away. Jon held tighter to Dany. The noise again, louder. Dany tugged the turf of his hair, pain a delicate prickle. He moaned, eager for more. Anything to please her. Look at me, love. Jon blinked. Dany’s beautiful face was above him, thick brows puckered in a frown.

“Jon, are you ok?” she asked, framing his face between her hands. Her whole world. Jon’s heart fluttered.

“Yes,” he said fervently. Jon was hoarse and limp, thoroughly fucked out. He’d never come that hard—much less three times in rapid succession. Sex with Dany had always been white hot, but discovering his ‘biting kink’ had taken it to a new level. Jon tugged her closer, missing the press of her weight. Vaguely he was aware of the hard floor, and a stickiness from fluids . . . oh! Jon stirred himself.

“I better get up, I don’t want to bleed all over the floor.”

Jon sat up, gingerly touching his neck. The skin was smooth, unbroken. Dany smiled, her fangs winking in the light.

“I took care of it. Vampire blood has restorative properties.”

“Oh,” Jon said, shuffling to the bathroom and cleaning up before returning to lay next to Dany in bed. He would’ve liked to keep the scar. Maybe next time. Already arousal stirred at the thought of next time. Jon winced, kneading away a cramp in his thigh.

We’ll have to pace ourselves. Hydrate and stretch, definitely. They drowsed together in silence, but even with his nose in her hair and his eyes shut, he could see the worried pucker on her face.

“What is it, love?” he asked.

Dany peered up at him, chewing on her lower lip.

“It wasn’t too much? You’re ok?” she asked. Jon kissed her, slow and lingering, tasting the metallic tang of his own blood.

“Never better.”

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The Real Housewives of Salt Lake City Season 3 Episode 8 Recap

My Title: “Danna...?"

My rating: 2.6 out of 5 my father's obituaries

Support for Lisa Barlow: Very strong

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AHH! We open the scene with Lisa Barlow's terrifying sons. The family is sitting around their black and white kitchen. Lisa, perhaps sensing the presence of Satan, suggests that a better relationship with God might make their lives "a little easier." The older one demurs: There are many ways to be spiritual, mother. You can meditate, for example, or run your own YA hair gel company.

The youngest one vibrates with malevolent intentions. Lisa's husband is also there. He is the largest of the four but offers the bare minimum in terms of presence.

Lisa, Jen, and Whitney hit the slopes. Must we see winter sports in every episode? Jen and Lisa barely make it down the hill on skis. Whitney is deft on a snowboard. They meet up on some bluff overlooking the most gorgeous mountains God has ever made.

"Heather escorted me from her house the other day," Whitney says, due to Whitney's defending Lisa in their ongoing squabble. Emphasis on escort: Whitney says Heather "physically turned me around." A little dramatic, but that's our girl. So why is Heather offering Whit soprano in the Gay chorus?

Hearing that Whitney came to the defense of her character, Lisa looks like she is going to burst into tears of joy.

All three women share grievances with Heather's behavior as of late. Even Whitney, who doesn't have anything specific to blame Heather for other than not being supportive in her hilling journey. "I just shared with you that I've had all this trauma that I'm working through," Whitney says, "And when I have stirred the pot or been messy, that's how I learned how to behave." The other women are like... OK...

We transition next to Chez Shah, where it appears Jen's husband or the show's fabulous producers are gonna go ahead and host a barbecue for the househusbands. It's a "no-wife zone!" Shah declares. Thanks for letting me know because I am only interested in wife zones, and am too happy to skip this sequence!!

Who the SWEET fuck cares?

Who the FUCK is "Ernesto, Danna's husband"????

????????

OK, let's move on...

In another snow-white kitchen across town, Meredith is making a "little snack" with her sister, niece, and nephew, who are in town from Chicago. There is nothing more important to Meredith than fahmlae, pronounced with a Chicago accent that twinges on Scottish. Meredith's megatwink son Brooks loomed large on the first two seasons of the show but has since been off in New York. And we mustn't Marks' invisible daughter, who may very well be in the room with us right now.

This is how many of them it takes to cut a single lemon:

Meredith recalls herself recalling the traumatic events of her past year — her father dying, her nephew's mental health issues — at the Season Two reunion. But how lovely now that the family can gather together happily to cut a single lemon! Lisa Barlow's God is good.

The children are dismissed from the scene as Meredith commands them to take a place of white bean salad to "Unkie" who is upstairs, and she is alone with her sister Myra, pronounced Meera. The two discuss Myra's son, who last year attempted suicide gruesomely. Meredith has a very purely emotional moment in her confessional.

But the conversation quickly turns to Lisa thank GOD. Apparently their husbands convened at their all-male no homo hang and Lisa's husband shared concerns about Meredith's attacks at Lisa. Meredith of course is on the defensive. For a woman who famously refuses to engage, I think Meredith enjoys when she feels forces are conspiring against her. Or maybe not. I actually don't think about Meredith very much at all, if I'm being Frank N. Honest!

Heather Gay is Bottega Veneta boots on the ground at her first choir rehearsal. At the Gay Choir, everybody who is not a woman wearing luxury Italian-made fashions is a Tom of Finland drawing come to life.

When Good Angie picks up Jen and takes her to rehearse, she gossips about the chatter at a recent spin class: apparently Danna (remember Danna?) said that Jen went off on Bad Angie and was "bullying" her at the choir auditions. If there is one thing that will cause Jen to fly into a rage, it's accusing her of flying of rages.

Danna reveal:

Jen Shah reaction:

(As a side note: I love love love this confessional look on Jen as she is pleading her innocence in a federal fraud trial. "Would a guilty woman wear this?")

Heather is wearing a little cropped green vest over body con dress that I think looks great. Bad Angie, Whitney, and Lisa arrive, all separately. Other people are also there. Everybody sits in a great big circle and the hunky choir director makes a speech.

When everyone stands to do vocal warm ups, Heather takes Lisa aside to, it seems, thank her for coming and salvage what is left of their good feelings toward one another. But then in the confessional, Heather says this:

BK's Take: Heather is quickly losing credibility for me. We mustn't forget: She has admitted to mean-girlhood in the past. And at the risk of applying an overly simplistic and misogynistic behavioral analysis as having "mean girl" energy, Heather is committing the number one act of high school clique leaders since time immemorial: Fault finding with someone's character on the basis of not vibing with them. Despicable!

We reach the cliff before this commercial break when Lisa cuts to the bone of the argument and asks Heather if she likes her. Remember 10 seconds ago, when Heather said she hated her?

She pauses for one hundred years and one full commercial break before she responds:

Uhh... kinda, mama!

BK's Take, Evergreen: Lisa is right!

They go around in a few more circles before addressing the rumors spewed against Lisa at the Garbage Whore Party a few episodes ago. Whitney is brought into the fray -- a crucial misstep in deescalating any sort of conflict, as Whitney is volatile when she's in the process of hilling. While another voice is added to this din, the rest of the choir continues to rehearse mere feet away.

At one point Heather just... walks away! And rejoins the chorus. This is how this particular fight ends: With a song. From the varying pious bellies of the Mormon Church's misfits and outcasts:

(Eagle eyes will notice Lisa Barlow is in her defensive stance)

What is the climate in Salt Lake City? At the beginning of the episode we were on the powder white slopes, and now Jen is meeting Good Angie at a rooftop pool? I hope I don't sound foolish but will anybody explain this to me? Simultaneously, the episode's breakout star DANNA visits Meredith at home, assembling a common formation to this franchise: Doubles screaming matches, where each team is comprised of a housewife and friend-of.

Last ep we had Good Angie and Jen against Bad Angie and kind of Whitney. Now it seems like reigning champs Good Angie and Jen have advanced to their next challenge: Danna and kind of Meredith.

But first, Jen appears in her villainry talking about how the stress of being indicted for fraud has her craving a vacation...

...and I brace myself for some dumb ass budget locale knowing Jen can't leave the country and doesn't have a ton of money anyway, and then she reveals where she will be taking everybody, and are you ready ladies?, grab a big tote and a single carry-on duffle, because las amigas, we are flying down to San Diego town!

It gets worse, because they're staying in Good Angie's friend's house. "And it's close to the beach!" she says, beaming.

BK's Take, Peeved: We the people have had enough of these AirBnb ass vacations. Please take us somewhere where the ladies don't have to share bathrooms — I am begging! Hotels are FINE! Bravo can figure it out. They do it in Potomac all of the time!

Good Angie (who is becoming Mid Angie... she's been put on watch) and Jen decide to break the news to Meredith by FaceTime, assembling a back drop of inflatable palm trees to trick her into thinking they're somewhere tropical. (Like San Diego.)

"For all she knows, we're in Hawaii right now," Good Angie says of their setup:

When Meredith reveals who is with her, Jen's face cracks.

Good Angie lists off the ladies who be going to San Diego — basically the main cast plus herself — before Jen cuts in. "I would invite you Danna, except I heard you were talking shit, girl."

Danna respond plainly that she doesn't like how Jen talks to people. Maybe "bullying" is not the right word, but it seems to me like Danna takes issue with the way Jen can shout down people or escalate an argument very quickly. Jen responds by hanging up and then... stomping out of the pool and yelling?

Poor Jen. Looks like she could use a vacation. Luckily for her, we'll all be together in San Diego soon — friends, lovers, enemies, bloggers, Mid Angie, and Danna...? Thank you for reading! –BK

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I really loved this fit on Hedda. If you are someone feeling alienated by Heather's fake ass behavior this season, please get in touch with my support group.

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Seasonal Sips: Top 10 Cocktails for Every Time of Year

At Studs Sports Bar and Grill, we take pride in having a diversified and tantalizing

cocktail menu that caters to every taste. Whether you are of the old-school classics

or a new-age mix-up, we will ensure that within our ten top list of cocktails, you will

find something that pleases your palate and continues to elevate your bar

experience." We now look at the crowd-pleasers and favorites among our patrons.

1. Kiwi Margarita

For the First in the list of Top 10 cocktails we have Kiwi Margarita. This Kiwi Margarita refreshes the approach to the classic margarita with kiwi tartness and classical tang. You get not only a shot at beauty in a glass of bright green color but also amazingly different flavor. So if you are looking for something really new to try at the cocktail bar, then it fits the bill. Studs signature cocktail bar menu has a wide range of cocktails. Kiwi margarita come under the top 10 cocktail bar drink menu.

2. Pink Lady

The Pink Lady is one of the most stylish and chic cocktails ever in existence. Soft pink in color and smooth, with a fruity flavor, it is a drink for anyone looking for sophistication. This creation of gin, strawberry cursh,lime juice puts this cocktail into any special moment. You can find Pink lady in the bar cocktail drink menu of The Studs.

3. Strawberry Margarita

A Strawberry Margarita is another perennial favorite that injects the classic margarita with a burst of fruity sweetness. Fresh strawberries, balanced with a hint of lime, make this cocktail bar drink perfect for any person who likes sweet and tangy blends. This is something anyone coming to our bar has got to try, especially during the warm months.To enjoy Strawberry Margarita checkout out signature bar cocktail drink menu.

4. Grape Mojito

If you are a mojito lover looking to try a bit of a variation, the Grape Mojito is available for you in the bar drink menu. Really taking off from the traditional mojito, this infuses it with the sweet, succulent flavor of grapes. The end product is cool, invigorating—just the thing for a night out with friends.Studs has a variety of drinks in this signature bar cocktail drink menu.

5. Breakfast Martini

This is an interesting and creative drink for those who want to toss things up a bit in their cocktails bar drink menu, the Breakfast Martini. Made with gin, orange marmalade, and a splash of lemon juice, this cocktail provides one with the delightful flavor mix that will make it feel like breakfast time anytime of the day. To elevate your day, Studs has Breakfast Martini in their bar cocktail menu.

6. Piña Colada

At sixth place of the Top 10 cocktail bar drink menu we have Pina Colada.This is the tropical classic that will send you right to a sunny beach with every sip: the Piña Colada. A creamy, chilled blend of pineapple, coconut, and rum, it's the cocktail that screams relaxation and leisure. So if you want to unwind and taste a little piece of paradise, this might be the drink for you. Get your beachy vibes buy visiting studs and trying the exclusive Pina Colada for the cocktail bar drink section.

7. French Martini

If you want something a bit classier, then the French Martini is a cocktail bar drink beaming with finesse and taste. Its smooth blend of Gin, lime juice and pineapple juice makes for a drink as elegant as it is tasty. It's one of the perfect cocktails when you want to really enjoy a refined bar experience. Get the best refined experience in The Studs.

8. Blue Lagoon

At Eight place of the Top 10 cocktail bar drink menu we have Blue Lagoon.Colorful and attention-catching, this is the Blue Lagoon, an eyeful as fun to look at as it is to drink. This bright blue cocktail made with vodka, blue curaçao, and lemonade is likely to have all your guests chuckling. Great for a colorful splash of fun with the bar drink in the evening at The Studs.

9. Tom Collins

The Tom Collins is one of the classic cocktails which has passed the test of time. Refreshing mix of white rum, lemon juice and soda water make it fit for a light and refreshing drink. This cocktail is our cocktail bar menu staple and go-to of the customers who appreciate the traditional, well-balanced drink.

10. Gin Sunrise

At last in the list of Top 10 cocktail menu we have Gin Sunrise. For that classy cocktail that not only uses gin but also includes the lively flavors of orange juice and grenadine, look no farther than the Gin Sunrise. The gradient of colors makes it beautiful, and the smooth and fruity taste stands out. Ideal to get your evening going, or just to have a full-flavored bar drink visit the studs sports bar and grill.

Why Studs Sport Bar and Grill?

At Studs Sports Bar and Grill, we understand a superlative cocktail experience is not just about the drinks; it's about the ambiance, service, and overall experience. The bar is made for you to indubitably experience the great offer of cocktails.

So, let it be your first-ever visit, or have you been a returning-hand already, Our Top 10 Cocktails on the menu are certain to deliver quite an experience that assures you of absolutely nothing but extraordinary. Every cocktail bar drink is carefully crafted to ensure you get an exquisite drink, delicious but also unique and memorable, too.

Are you thinking about trying one of these? Then why don't you stop into Studs Sports Bar and Grill for one of these amazing cocktails and bar drinks ? Whether you come in for a casual night out or a special celebration, our bar drinks and bar cocktail drink creations are bound to put your experience over the top.

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The Ultimate Guide to Loon Maxx: Puff, Laugh, Repeat!

Welcome, fellow vape enthusiasts and curious newcomers, to the zaniest guide you'll ever read about the legendary Loon Maxx! If you thought vaping was just a pastime, think again. With Loon Maxx, it's an adventure wrapped in clouds of flavorful delight. Buckle up as we dive into the wacky world of Loon Maxx, where every puff is a giggle and every giggle is a puff. What is Loon Maxx? Loon Maxx: The Origins of a Legend Picture this: a team of mad scientists in a secret lab, cackling maniacally as they concoct the perfect vaping formula. Okay, maybe not quite like that, but the birth of Loon Maxx is almost as epic! Loon Maxx burst onto the scene with a mission to revolutionize vaping. With a sleek design and mind-blowing flavors, it quickly became the talk of the town. From novices to vape connoisseurs, everyone wanted a piece of the Loon Maxx action. Key Features That Make Loon Maxx Stand Out What makes Loon Maxx the crème de la crème of vaping devices? For starters, it's got a battery life that seems to defy the laws of physics. Ever been in the middle of a vape sesh and your device dies? Not with Loon Maxx! And let's not forget the flavors – oh, the flavors! We'll get into that delicious detail later. Plus, it's user-friendly, compact, and designed to make you look cooler than a penguin in sunglasses. Why Choose Loon Maxx? The Benefits of Being a Loon Maxx User Why choose Loon Maxx over the gazillion other vaping products out there? Simple: it’s like choosing a gourmet burger over a sad, soggy sandwich. Loon Maxx offers a smooth, consistent vaping experience that’s second to none. It’s like having a reliable friend who never bails on you, except this friend also delivers mouth-watering flavors with every puff. Plus, it's cost-effective, so you won't have to sell your kidney to keep up with your vaping habits. Customer Testimonials: Laughs and Puffs Galore Don’t just take our word for it. Here are some chuckle-worthy testimonials from our beloved Loon Maxx users: "Loon Maxx is the best thing to happen to me since sliced bread. And I love bread!" – Dave, the Bread Enthusiast. "I used to vape and feel meh, now I vape and feel wow!" – Linda, Professional Vaper. "If Loon Maxx were a superhero, it would be Puffman, defender of the flavorful universe!" – Tom, Comic Book Geek. Flavors That Will Blow Your Mind A Flavor Explosion: What's in Store with Loon Maxx Loon Maxx isn’t just a vape; it’s a flavor carnival. Imagine your taste buds dancing the tango, the cha-cha, and the moonwalk all at once. With a plethora of flavors, from fruity concoctions to dessert delights, there’s something for every palate. Whether you’re into the zesty zing of lemon or the creamy dream of vanilla, Loon Maxx has got you covered. Deep Dive into Popular Flavors Let’s get into the nitty-gritty of Loon Maxx’s most popular flavors: Mango Madness: This tropical treat will make you feel like you’re lounging on a beach, even if you’re stuck in your office cubicle. Berry Blast: A berry good choice (see what we did there?) for those who love a punch of sweetness. Cool Mint: Ever wanted to feel like you’re inhaling a winter breeze? Cool Mint is your go-to. Fresh, crisp, and oh-so-refreshing. How to Get the Most Out of Your Loon Maxx Experience Tips and Tricks for Vaping Bliss To truly maximize your Loon Maxx experience, here are some pro tips: Stay Charged: Always keep your device charged. There’s nothing worse than reaching for a puff and finding your battery has conked out. Experiment with Flavors: Don’t stick to just one flavor. Mix it up and find your perfect match. Who knows, you might discover a new favorite! Regular Maintenance: Keep your device clean. A clean Loon Maxx is a happy Loon Maxx. Avoiding Common Vaping Pitfalls Even the best vapers can stumble. Here’s how to dodge the most common vaping mistakes: Overfilling the Tank: This can lead to leaks and a messier vape session. Fill it just right, Goldilocks-style. Ignoring Coil Changes: Keep an eye on your coil. If it’s burnt out, so will be your vaping experience. Change it regularly for the best flavor. Conclusion Loon Maxx is your ultimate guide to a hilarious and flavorful vaping experience. Born from a desire to revolutionize the vape scene, Loon Maxx combines long-lasting battery life with an array of mouth-watering flavors, making it a standout choice. Users rave about its reliability and taste, likening it to a trusty friend who always brings a party. With flavors like Mango Madness and Cool Mint, your taste buds are in for a treat. This guide also offers tips for maximizing your enjoyment and avoiding common pitfalls, ensuring every puff is a delightful adventure. Puff, laugh, and repeat with Loon Maxx! FAQs 1. What makes Loon Maxx different from other vaping devices? Loon Maxx stands out due to its exceptional battery life, user-friendly design, and an impressive range of flavors. Unlike many other devices that may run out of juice quickly, Loon Maxx keeps you puffing longer without constant recharging. Plus, the sleek, compact design makes it easy to carry around, and the flavor options are nothing short of spectacular, catering to all taste preferences. 2. How do I know when to replace the coil in my Loon Maxx? You'll know it's time to replace the coil when you start noticing a burnt taste or a significant drop in flavor quality. Regular maintenance is key to a great vaping experience, so keep an eye on the coil's performance. Typically, coils should be changed every 1-2 weeks, depending on usage. 3. What flavors are available with Loon Maxx, and which are the most popular? Loon Maxx offers a wide variety of flavors, including Mango Madness, Berry Blast, Cool Mint, and many more. Each flavor is crafted to provide a unique and enjoyable experience. Among the most popular are Mango Madness, which delivers a tropical punch, and Cool Mint, which offers a refreshing, crisp vaping experience that users love. 4. Can beginners use Loon Maxx, or is it only for experienced vapers? Loon Maxx is perfect for both beginners and experienced vapers. Its user-friendly design ensures that even those new to vaping can easily get the hang of it, while its advanced features and flavor variety satisfy the more seasoned vapers. The intuitive interface and easy maintenance make it an excellent choice for anyone looking to start or enhance their vaping journey. 5. Are there any tips for maximizing the enjoyment of my Loon Maxx? Absolutely! To get the most out of your Loon Maxx, keep your device charged, experiment with different flavors to find your favorite, and maintain regular cleaning to ensure optimal performance. Avoid overfilling the tank to prevent leaks, and replace the coil regularly for the best flavor experience. With these simple tips, you can ensure a smooth and enjoyable vaping adventure with Loon Maxx. Read the full article

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Butter beans w ricotta pesto and lemon

Bridge loved it but said beans were a little too hard so maybe try a different bean or a nicer brand then just from a can haha. He said would have been better if I heated the beans too. Easy to make dairy free w kite hill ricotta

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The Ultimate Guide to Men's Perfume: Top 10 Fragrances and Where to Buy Online in Australia

When it comes to personal grooming, one aspect that often gets overlooked by men is the choice of fragrance. A well men's perfume can leave a lasting impression and enhance your overall style and confidence. In this blog, we will explore the top 10 men's perfumes, gift sets, fragrance scents, and the best places to buy perfume online in Australia. Whether you're a fragrance connoisseur or a novice, this blog will help you make a better decision and find the perfect scent to suit your personality and taste. But first, let's understand the difference between perfume and cologne.

Men's Perfume vs. Cologne:

Before diving into the top 10 men's perfumes, let's understand the difference between perfume and cologne. Perfume refers to a highly concentrated fragrance that typically lasts longer, while cologne has a lighter concentration and is ideal for daily wear. Understanding this distinction will help you choose the right product for different occasions.

Top 10 Perfumes for Men: -

Light Blue Intense 100ml edp:- Light Blue Intense 100ml Eau de Parfum was launched in 2017. The citrus elements are derived from the top notes of grapefruit and mandarin. In addition to juniper, the middle note contains a salty marine accord. Musk and amber wood are introduced in the base.

Dior Sauvage Elixir 100ml: - Sauvage Elixir by Dior is an aromatic fragrance for men. It was launched in 2021. The artist behind this fragrance is Francois Demachy. Top notes are Nutmeg, Cinnamon, Cardamom and Grapefruit; middle note is Lavender; base notes are Licorice, Sandalwood, Amber, Patchouli and Haitian Vetiver.

Acqua Di Gio Profondo 125ml edp :- This fragrance is a refreshing blend of aquatic, aromatic, and fern scents, combining marine notes, green tangerine, spicy essences, and a mineral forest trail balanced with patchouli and musk. Acqua di Giò Profondo is a contemporary, elegant and very masculine fragrance. This fragrance entices the senses with refreshing green tangerine and bergamot. Acqua di Giò Profondo, presented in the iconic frosted glass bottle, showcases ultramarine marine notes, creating a cool and elegant aroma that reflects the mesmerizing depths of the ocean.

Terre D Hermes 100ml edt M:- Terre D Hermes 100ml EDT M was launched in 2006. This perfume has a burst of citrusy top notes of orange and grapefruit. The centre notes are pepper and pelargonium. The base notes are cedar, patchouli, vetiver, and benzoin. This zesty fragrance has a medium sillage and a long-lasting effect. This might be a flexible and pleasant scent for almost any man.

D&G The One Men 100ml edp:- The top notes of Dolce and Gabbana's - The One Men 100ml Eau De Parfum are crisp bergamot, peppery basil, and warm coriander. These scents give way to the middle notes of cardamom, ginger, and neroli, giving a warm and lightly floral heart. The fragrance closes with scents of cedar, ambergris, and tobacco, striking a distinctly masculine note of the perfume.

Versace Eros 100ml edt:- Versace Eros 100ml EDT was launched in 2012. It opens with a rush of fresh exuberance from the top notes of tangy Italian lemon, crisp green apple, and clean, cooling mint oil. There is a passionate and energising haze created by the middle notes of ambroxan from Venezuela, tonka bean, and Geranium flowers. Atlas cedar, fresh-cut Virginian cedar, oakmoss, vetiver, and a splash of creamy sweet Madagascar vanilla round out this lovely, colourful, and infinitely manly fragrance.

Mont Blanc Signature 90ml edp:- Launched in 2020, Signature by Montblanc is an Amber Floral fragrance for women. The remarkable personality and the strength of their convictions leave a lasting impression on anyone who comes across them. The top note is Clementine; the middle notes are Magnolia, Ylang-Ylang and Peony; the base notes are Vanilla, White Musk and Benzoin.

Tom Ford Tobacco Vanille 50ml edp:- Tobacco Vanille by Tom Ford is an Amber Spicy fragrance for women and men. Tobacco Vanille was launched in 2007. Olivier Gillotin crafted this captivating fragrance. Top notes are Tobacco Leaf and Spicy Notes; middle notes are Vanilla, Cacao, Tonka Bean and Tobacco blossom; base notes are Dried Fruits and Woody Notes.

Paco Rabanne 1 million 50ml eau de toilette 3-piece gift set: - 1 Million by Paco Rabanne is a Woody Spicy fragrance for men. 1 million was launched in 2008 and created by Christophe Raynaud, Olivier Pescheux, Michel Girard and Christian Dussoulier. The fragrance’s top notes are Blood Mandarin, Grapefruit and Mint; middle notes are Cinnamon, Spicy Notes and Rose; and base notes are Amber, Leather, Woody Notes and Indian Patchouli.

Creed Aventus 50ml edp:- In honor of the brand's 250th anniversary, Creed came out with a stellar new Aventus Eau De Parfum for elite gentlemen. The top notes of this cologne are pineapple, bergamot, black currant, and apple. The core is where you get patchouli, dry birch, rose, and Moroccan jasmine. It ends with an assortment of vanilla, musk, oakmoss, and ambergris.

Men's Perfume Gift Sets

Looking for the perfect gift for the special men in your life? Men's perfume gift sets are an excellent choice. These sets often include a full-sized bottle of perfume or cologne along with complementary products such as aftershave balms, shower gels, or travel-sized sprays. They make for a thoughtful and complete gift package.

Understanding Fragrance Scents

When selecting a men's perfume, it's important to understand fragrance scents. They can range from fresh and citrusy to woody and musky. Exploring the different fragrance families, such as citrus, floral, oriental, woody, or aquatic, will help you identify your preferred scent profile.

Best Places to Buy Perfume Online in Australia

Finding the right place to purchase perfume online in Australia can be overwhelming. Scents Perfumes is the best place to buy perfumes in Australia.

FAQs: -

How do I apply Perfume correctly?

Here are three simple steps to apply perfume in the correct way: -

Apply the fragrances directly on your skin to the pulse points, such as your wrists, neck, or chest.

Avoid rubbing the perfume into your skin, as this works best rather than spraying on clothes.

Hold the bottle a few inches away to avoid over spraying.

2. What Is the difference between Perfume and Fragrance?

A fragrance usually combines with organic compounds to give a distinct smell or odour. Instead, a perfume is a liquid mixture that emits a pleasant smell, formed from fragrant essential oils. These essential oils are extracted from plants and spices or synthetic aromatic compounds.

3. Should I change Fragrances with the seasons?

It is often advised to change your fragrance with the seasons. It helps capture each season's mood perfectly and ensures you always smell good.

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You've been exploring the city all day, and the sun's been beating down on you. You spot a quaint little bar tucked away in a side alley and decide to take a break from the heat. You take a seat at the bar and order a classic Tom Collins, feeling refreshed just thinking about it. Your Tom Collins arrives, tall and sparkling, with a lemon slice and a cherry perched on top. You take a sip, and the tart lemon juice and sweet simple syrup mix perfectly with the gin's botanicals, giving you an instant burst of energy. The Tom Collins is the perfect balance of sweet and tart, with just the right amount of fizz from the club soda. It's a classic cocktail that never goes out of style and is perfect for any occasion. You take a photo of the drink in the glass with the lemon slice and decide to share this photo with friends. As you sit and savor your drink, you can't help but feel grateful for the day. . . . #CocktAiLoftheday #tomcollins #vintagebar #happyhour #mixology #craftcocktails #traveladventures #drinkstagram #itsfiveoclocksomewhere #gin #aiart #AIArtwork #midjourney #cocktailcreation #cocktailsofinstagram (at Happy Hour) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpyW_2sJcAn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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tic-tac-toe | mcu

marvel cast x actress!reader

warnings: one swear, fluff, no plot

summary: you play aphrodite in the MCU and it's time for the press conference for infinity war. based off of this press conference

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"Tom Hiddleston!" Jeff Goldblum introduced the man who was sitting on your right.

Everyone applauded before Jeff moved onto you, "Y/N Y/L/N!" more applause rang through the room.

"Sebastian Stan!" you looked to your left where Sebastian waved to the crowd as you clapped with everyone else.

"Anthony Mackie!"

After Jeff finished with the introductions, he explained how the panel would work. He would pull a ping pong ball out of a container and it would either have a name or category. The audience would be able to ask a question to that person or a person in that category after Jeff called on them.

As he pulled RDJ's name out of the container, Tom leaned over towards you.

"Does your water taste funny, too?" he whispered making you stifle a laugh.

You nodded, "Kind of like lemon, right?"

He shook his head, "Mine tastes like mint. Can I taste yours?" he held his hand out as you passed him your water bottle. He took a sip and spent a moment analyzing the taste, "Yours does taste like lemon! Why does mine taste different? Here." he passed you his water.

You took a sip and were hit with a strong mint flavour, "Woah. I think they're trying to drug you." you joked making him laugh.

"As I am answering this question, Tom Hiddleston and Y/N Y/L/N are discussing the flavours of the water behind me." Robert exposed you and Tom to the audience making the room burst out into laughter.

"They have fancy water. Mint and lemon." Tom spoke into a mic drawing more laughs. "Sorry. Carry on!"

As Jeff pulled the next name, you adjusted your dress. A white, long sleeve, blazer dress with gold buttons down the middle, the dress ended mid-thigh. The v-neck cut showcased your subtle gold necklace. Black stiletto heels covered your feet.

You unconsciously began bouncing your leg up and down in a fast motion. Sebastian placed a hand on your thigh, stopping your movements, "You're gonna drill a hole through the floor, Y/L/N." he chuckled.

"Sorry." you laughed quietly.

Sebastian pulled out a notepad and pen, "You need a distraction. Tic-tac-toe?" he offered.

You smiled with a nod before making your move.

"You absolutely suck at this." you chuckled as you won the third game in a row.

Sebastian scoffed, "You can't suck at tic-tac-toe."

"And yet, you do." you smirked.

He rolled his eyes playfully before you continued playing.

After two more rounds, your attention was back on Jeff as he pulled a new ping pong ball. "Ooh! You can ask a God or Goddess." Jeff announced, "So, Tom Hiddleston, Chris Hemsworth or Y/N Y/L/N." he reminded the crowd, "Okay, yes, you!" he picked a woman in the front row.

"Hi, I'm Alexis with Forbes. My question is for Y/N." the room applauded as Jeff tossed the ping pong ball at you and you caught it with one hand.

"See, Robert! It's not that hard!" Jeff exclaimed making everyone laugh.

"Screw off, Goldblum! You chucked that shit at my head." Robert joked back. "Sorry, Alexis, go ahead."

"Um, I wanted to ask about Aphrodite's powers. We all know that she is the Goddess of Love and can seduce anyone with her beauty. We see in the trailer a small clip of her seducing men. How many people did you seduce in the film and were there any funny moments filming those scenes that you can share?"

Her question drew a mix of reactions from the cast. Some laughed, some furrowed their eyebrows and others were just confused. You took in the question before opening your mouth to reply, until you remembered that you weren't wearing a body mic. The cast laughed again before Sebastian passed you a mic.

"Sorry. Um, how many people did I seduce in the film? None." you stated drawing more laughs, "How many people did Aphrodite seduce? All of them." you chuckled, "I'm kidding. Although, I'm not sure what I can share because I don't know what's in the trailer." you confessed, "Kevin, Joe, Anthony, what's in the trailer?" you asked them making everyone laugh again.

Kevin picked up a mic, "I believe it's you seducing Spider-Man, Starlord, Drax and Iron Man."

You nodded, "I do have a funny moment that I'm sure Mister Holland will kill me for sharing, but it's too good to not tell." you smiled thinking of the memory.

Tom immediately grabbed a mic, "You wouldn't!" he exclaimed making the audience and cast laugh.

"I would," you retorted, "We were shooting that scene and, as you know, they have to act like they are falling in love with me. Like I'm putting them in a trance. Well, Tom took that a bit too seriously." you paused at the laughter that your sentence caused, "They're all on their knees in front of me, looking at me as if I'm their queen, because I am." you joked, "And then Anthony calls 'cut' and Dave, Chris and RDJ all get up and start chatting, but as I'm turning away, Tom doesn't move. Still on his knees, looking at me as if I hold the world in my hands." the room filled with amused laughs and chuckles as Tom covered his face with his hands.

"No, it was so bad because I just looked like a creep that couldn't stop staring at her!" Tom laughed at himself.

Robert grabbed a mic, "Very true. I was watching and it honestly had me convinced that Y/N had real powers."

"I have to say, I understand the kid's reaction. Y/N's costume for Aphrodite and the way they transform her only enhances how gorgeous she already is." Anthony Mackie spoke up causing the crowd to gush and clap, "I'm pretty sure we all had the same reaction when we first saw her while filming Civil War." he looked around as the cast nodded.

Scarlett picked up a mic, "Yeah. I remember her walking on set in this stunning white dress which made me extremely jealous," she confessed, "Because, one, it's so gorgeous and she looks absolutely amazing in it," the crowd and cast applauded again, "And two, it's made of the softest silk while my suit is leather and spandex!" everyone laughed at her comment.

Benedict picked up his mic, "Although, it wasn't Tom's first time seeing Y/N as Aphrodite. He was in Civil War and still could not contain himself." he teased making the audience and cast laugh again.

Robert spoke again, "Yeah, he did that during the filming of Civil War, too." the room hollered with laughs.

Tom's face was bright red, "I'm just a very committed actor. I really give all of myself to my work." his comment drew more laughs.

"That's why Sebastian despises Tom. It all started when Tom couldn't take his eyes off of Y/N." Chris Hemsworth added making everyone double over in laughter.

"I feel so loved," you held a hand to your heart as the room chuckled, "These are genuinely the best people in the world and I guess you could say I seduced one person during filming." you joked as the crowd continued to laugh, "Sorry, Tom. I'll buy you some juice, don't be mad." Anthony and Benedict laughed loudly. "Thank you for your question!" you thanked the lady as the cast clapped before Jeff picked out the next ping pong ball.

Next was Scarlett. You sat back and silently judged the man who asked about fashion. Scoffing with Sebastian at his question and laughing at Scarlett's sarcastic and witty responses.

Sebastian leaned over again, "I have to piss."

You stifled a laugh at his abrupt confession, "Go to the washroom, then." you nodded your head towards the exit.

"We're not allowed to leave." he frowned.

You chuckled and reached over, patting his thigh with your hand, "Don't piss yourself."

He rolled his eyes playfully before Jeff called out the next name.

"Anthony Mackie!"

"Hi, I'm Tiffany with Times Magazine. With such a star studded cast, do you find it difficult or any obstacles in developing your character with all theses amazing stories being told and struggling for screen time? Like, are there any obstacles or special difficulties or is it all just amazing?"

Before Anthony could answer, Joe Russo picked up his mic, "Are you asking Anthony Mackie if he has a hard time getting attention?" his comment caused the whole room to erupt in laughs.

Anthony nodded slowly as the laughter died down, "Touché, touché. Uh, well, Tiffany, a wise man once said that some men need an hour to make their presence felt and some need thirty seconds." there was an uproar of laughter and hollering at his comment as he dramatically dropped the mic on the table.

"Who are we asking next?" Jeff squinted at the ping pong ball, "Ooh! Back to the Goddess of Love herself, Y/N Y/L/N!" the room applauded for you as Jeff threw the ball to you.

Sebastian intercepted the toss and caught the ball himself with a smug smirk. You rolled your eyes, but smiled as Jeff picked a lady out of the dozens who had raised their hand.

"Hi, I'm Amy with Esquire and I wanted to ask about the relationship between Bucky and Aphrodite. We see in the previous films their awkward tension from their past history. They have a very special romance and their love story is a fan favourite in the Marvel fandom. What was it like building that bond and relationship on screen? And what do you think of the choice to match the two characters together, how did you react when you found out? Did the pairing of the two help build your bond off screen?"

Jeff spoke again, "I said 'one question', that was at least twenty." he teased the lady drawing laughs from the room.

You chuckled and nodded slowly as the laughter died down, "Excellent questions. Umm, I honestly really like the pairing of the two. I think it gives a great dynamic to both characters and reveals sides of them that we never would've seen without their relationship. It's a very 'good girl falling for the bad guy' trope. And if I'm being honest, I've always wanted that." you confessed causing the room to chuckle, "Their relationship is, without a doubt, one of the most complicated ones in the MCU, but I think that's what makes it so loved by the fans since there's not a dull moment between the two. It's nice to see Bucky have a sentimental side, in his own awkward way of course. And you get to see Aphrodite fall for someone who's not a God or a Titan." you turned to Sebastian, "What do you think?"

You offered him the mic, but he didn't take it, letting you hold it up for him, "Yeah, I agree. I never thought Bucky would have a love interest, if I'm being honest. But I'm glad he does because Aphrodite brings out the soft side in him and he brings out the fighter in her. They really balance each other out and Y/N portrays the character in such a unique way, it really brings a whole new fresh persona to Aphrodite and it's amazing having her as a partner on screen." the audience applauded at his words, "When I first found out about Bucky having her as his love interest—"

"—He called me screaming about how hyped he was." Anthony Mackie cut him off making the room laugh. "Anthony! Anthony! Bucky is gonna be with Aphrodite! That's gonna be sick!" Anthony mocked his voice as you were hunched over with laughter.

Sebastian nodded with a smile, "I did. Won't lie, I did. It's a really refreshing relationship and I'm glad that the fans love it as much as I love playing it. Back to you, you haven't talked about the development and our bond." he gave you a lopsided grin.

You chuckled, "I feel like I'm rambling, but yeah. Their development is definitely," you paused, trying to find the right words, "A development?" you settled on drawing more laughter. "Well, as I said, it's very complicated, but awkwardly adorable at times. Since Seb complimented me, I feel obligated to say something nice about him," you joked making them laugh again, "Kidding. He really does play Bucky with such passion and commitment, it's truly inspiring. And working with someone who loves what they do as much as Seb, it definitely motivates you tremendously and yeah. Um, I won't lie, I honestly was dreading working with Seb," you confessed drawing laughs and a gasp from Sebastian.

"Why?!" he exclaimed making you laugh.

You sighed, "Not because I think you're a bad person or anything, but you come off as very intimidating to people who don't know you very well. And I knew nothing about you before filming other than the films you'd already done, so you scared me." your confession caused everyone to laugh loudly.

Sebastian smirked jokingly, "I am extremely frightening. I understand." he shrugged.

You scoffed with a laugh, "I caught you sleeping with a stuffed turtle and whale noises playing." the room roared with laughter again, "That's when I knew you were a big softy."

Sebastian rolled his eyes playfully, "She's joking. I am the toughest man alive." he deepened his voice.

You shook your head with a chuckle, "Sure. Thank you for your questions." the room clapped for you as you set the mic down and relaxed back into your seat.

"Nailed it." Sebastian held a hand out for a high five and you chuckled before hitting your hand against his.

For the rest of the press conference, you sat back and listened to your friends answer questions. Laughed at jokes made and clapped when appropriate. Small tic-tac-toe games went on between you and Sebastian. Your attention was fully on your nails when Tom Hiddleston got called on.

"Hi, I'm Samantha with Daily Mail and I was wondering, since Loki is a very closed off and mysterious character, we never explore the aspect of him having a love interest. So, if you could choose anyone from the MCU for Loki to end up with, who would it be and why?"

You turned to look at Tom as he pondered on the question, crossing his arms and rubbing his chin, "Very good question. Umm, who would I choose for Loki? Let's see," he paused again and looked around the room until his eyes landed on you, "Ah, I'd steal Aphrodite from Bucky." he answered making the room laugh and Sebastian chuckled with a nod.

"Why Aphrodite?" Jeff asked.

Tom chuckled again, "Well, it's Aphrodite." he simply answered drawing more laughs, "They are so different yet similar in so many ways. Loki is never fully evil nor fully good, but I think Aphrodite has the best chance of turning him good. And who wouldn't want to end up with the Goddess of Love?"

The cast nodded understandingly before Chris Pratt grabbed a mic, "If you were to ask any person on this stage that same question, I guarantee the answer would be Aphrodite." the whole cast nodded.

"They're all trying to steal Sebastian's woman." Jeff teased.

Sebastian scoffed jokingly, "They're all jealous." he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

You chuckled with a shake of your head before Robert spoke up, "Adding onto the conversation. Miss Y/L/N, who would you want Aphrodite to end up with?" his question drew excited reactions from the crowd.

You let out a bark of laughter before looking from Tom to Sebastian, "Hmm, excellent question, Mister Downey." you rubbed your chin, "Stop doing that, Holland." you chuckled as you saw Tom point at himself in the corner of your eye.

He raised his hands in surrender before Anthony Mackie spoke up, "Spidey is five years old, kid." everyone laughed at that.

"I'd have to stick with Bucky. He is her true love." you shrugged as the crowd cheered.

Sebastian smirked from beside you as the men of the cast faked disappointment.

As the panel came to a close, you looked around at the family you were surrounded by. Friends you love more than anything. Hundreds of memories with the most amazing people you'd ever met. Your home.

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Idiots Like Lockhart

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Requested by: anon (mix of two requests as they were VERY similar)

Summary: Lockhart’s shameless flirting is getting to you.

AN: so the first of the kinktober fics is queued up! Things are getting busy w school (and I also recently got animal crossing new horizons and Tom Nook do be keeping me in debt) so things may be slow or erratic in terms of uploads.

Warning: unwanted flirting

“Good morning, YN!”

Resisting the urge to roll your eyes, you plastered a strained smile on your face as you turned to your colleague.

“Morning, Gilderoy,” you said politely, before turning back to your porridge. You didn’t need to look to your other side to know that Severus was tensing up.

“I trust you got my owl?”

Sighing, you set your spoon down. “I did, Gilderoy. The answer is still no, no matter how many autographed pictures you put in the envelope. I’m not going to the Three Broomsticks with you,” with a huff, you abandoned your breakfast and made your way to your classroom, really not in the mood for Lockhart’s pathetic flirting today. If Severus would just come out and say that you were together, you wouldn’t have this issue. Everyone on the staff already knew you had been a couple for two years now, so you didn’t see the point in hiding it from Lockhart. Perhaps Severus merely wanted to wait for the right opportunity (he was a bit of a drama queen with his sweeping black robes and low drawling voice) but still.

In an increasingly foul mood, you groaned when you spotted a lilac envelope on your desk, your name written in swirly purple handwriting. Pursing your lips, you swept it aside, soon letting your first class in. The lesson went without a hitch until a giggling group of third year girls saw your envelope.

“Oooo, is that from Professor Lockhart?” One girl asked, her friends squealing slightly when you nodded. “Oh! Open it professor! I bet he fancies you! Imagine that, a real life celebrity sending our teacher love notes!”

You sighed and kept a level head. “Miss Beckett, my correspondence with my colleagues is none of your concern, do remember that,” you said, gently but firmly, before holding up the note. You read it quickly to yourself and rolled your eyes, before tapping it smartly with your wand and muttering ‘incendio’. Several of the girls gasped as the pretty paper burst into flames, but a few of the boys grinned.

You swept the ashes into your waste paper bin, before turning to the chalkboard, the chalk magically beginning to write as you explained the basics of the new topic you were covering with your class. All was going fine until there was a burst of knocking on your door. You flicked your wand at it to open it, half expecting a student on a message from another professor.

Instead, you were met with the sight of someone who was quickly moving up your list of least favourite people. “Professor Lockhart,” you said through gritted teeth. “Is there a problem? Surely not another one of your practical lessons have descended into chaos? I’d expect better from such an... accomplished wizard,” your backhanded comment did not go unnoticed- someone muttered from the back of the class ‘I thought that vampire seemed a bit stupid!’

Lockhart’s boyish grin fell slightly, but he stepped into the room. “YN-”

“Professor YLN, if you don’t mind,” you said cooly, turning back to your chalkboard. There was a snort of laughter from the left of the room which was quickly covered up by a fake cough. “Now, class, it’s a common misconception that the-”

“YN, please, just listen to me! I understand your worries, but a little drink at the three broomsticks will do no harm. We won’t get hounded by paparazzi, darling. If you’re that worried about a public scandal, I can put a concealment charm on you,” he said, smirking as he winked at a few of the students. His arrogance caused anger to finally flare up inside you. The chalk clattered to the floor as your focus was torn away from teaching.

“Professor Lockhart, I suggest you leave my classroom this instant before I hex you into next month,” you said, eyes flashing with rage. “And for the record, I would never go anywhere with an arrogant, self-centred, immature fool like you, no matter how many pathetic love notes and inappropriate interruptions to my lessons you make. As a matter of fact, I’ll be reporting the harassment to Professor Dumbledore, so tread very carefully, Gilderoy, or so help me god,” you glared at him, your wand clutched tightly in your hand. “Now get out and leave my class in peace. We have important content to learn,” you had slowly been backing him out of the room and slammed the door in his face, before storming back to your desk. “Books out. Answer the questions on the board,” you instructed your class.

“That was brilliant, Professor!” Someone commented and you couldn’t help the small smile that twitched on your lips.

“Thank you, Benjamin,” you said bashfully, before burying yourself in your work. You dismissed the class when the bell went, and sighed. You wanted nothing more than to curl up with Severus, but you still had a few more classes to teach.

***

Later that day, you and the majority of the staff were sat around in the staff room, drinking tea and chatting, although you kept to yourself. Most had heard about your rant at Lockhart, but you still hadn’t seen Severus- what if he was angry? What if all this was simply too much for him?

When he swept into the room with Lockhart on his coat tails, jabbering on about a duelling club, you tossed your book aside. Without really thinking, you flung yourself into sev’s arms, burying your face in his neck. Minerva and Albus smiled at one another, knowing how much comfort you sought in each other’s arms as Severus rubbed your back, frowning. “Are you alright, my love?” He murmured, kissing your temple.

“Much better now I’m with you,” you replied, pulling back and pressing a gentle kiss to his mouth. Without another word, you walked back to your shared chambers in the dungeons as you explained what had you so tense that day.

Lockhart was left gaping, his mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out, rather like a goldfish. “She... what... HIM?” He said incredulously looking around the staffroom.

“Oh yes,” Dumbledore said cheerfully. “Severus and YN... such a strong love they have for one another...” he hummed, popping a sherbet lemon into his mouth and looking off dreamily.

“You’re very welcome to place your bet, Gilderoy,” said Professor Sprout grinning. “So far ive got 10 galleons on it happening by easter, Filius bets 15 by Valentines Day, and we’ve got Minerva betting 50 by the New Year half term! Should I put you in the book?”

“Betting? What for?” Lockhart demanded.

“On when Severus will propose to YN,” Flitwick said brightly.

“Speaking of which, Pomona, I want to change my bet to October half term. Something tells me Severus isn’t likely to leave it any longer...”

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peakywitch · 4 years

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Fuck Men - John Shelby

“Hello i hope you’re still accepting requests! Can i ask for one with John Shelby. Y/N goes out with her friends and gets roofied (someone put drugs in her drink) and they call john and it’s all messy and full of angst. John comes in with Arthur and Tom and they try to make her vomit it up and he’s crying and fluff at the end. Hope you’re still raking requests I really love your writing! Xx”

Warnings: drugs intoxication, alcohol, this one is little disgusting sorry

words: 1580

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I ain't got time for you baby, either you're mine or you're not

Make up your mind sweet baby, right here, right now's all we got

Although The Garrison was one of the best pubs in town, the one run by the Germans, Die Rotte, a few blocks from it was best for having an actual good time. That's where you could find Y/N and her girlfriends every other Friday night. They weren’t exactly women exclusive, but only the best men could get inside.

It was quite a delightful place, to be honest. White walls, art deco everywhere, good alcohol, an amazing band who played the best Charleston in town. The night was one of the best nights. It was a chilly summer night, so dresses were being shown off.

“Y/N, try this!” screamed Lizzie with ecstasy, handing her a glass.

“What is it?” she asked from the table, seeing her friend coming from the bar.

“It’s called Fallen Angel! It tastes like lemon and...just try it!” Lizzie had a beautiful smile on her face, maybe it was snow or the facts that she had gotten a proper job.

A little party never killed nobody, so we gon' dance until we drop

A little party never killed nobody, right here, right now's all we got

“Ok, I’m in. Get me one!” she smiled, after swallowing the exotic greeny drink.

Lizzie started her way once again to the bar and after Y/N held a small conversation with Ada, who was almost as drunk as Lizzie, she came back.

“Here is to us, ladies.” she started to distribute the questionable amount of alcohol between the six women on the table “Fuck being a fuckin’-” she interrupted herself “Fuck men!”

“Fuck men!” the other women chorused, but Y/N could only smile.

She was the only one who got a decent love story. But a decent love story won’t stop anyone from drinking a whole glass in just ten seconds, does it? No, it doesn't.

Time passed by and the night was getting better and better, almost like a movie. The dance floor was filled with sweaty couples dancing non-stop to some loud charleston that rumbled in their hearts, threatening to leave their bodies.

Her legs started to feel weaker, but she knew that was alcohol because it’s the first sign: fragile legs. She knew the others were feeling the same, because they had taken the same amount, or even more.

“I need air!” screamed Y/N, trying to make Ada understand her over the music.

“You need her?” asked her sister in law in return, the music had her going.

“I need…!” she began again, the room started to spin faster and faster, the trumpets were making her head weight and her ears buzz. “John, Ada…”

“Y/N!” voices began to scream her name, but the noise was clouding her mind, and her eyes were not responding anymore, being covered by her heavy eyelids.

But just as she tried to reach out for Ada’s arms, she fell.

“Liz!” screamed Ada, panicking “Lizzie!”

She appeared by her side in a split second, and saw her on the floor, holding her unconscious sister-in-law.

“Oh Lord, Y/N!” she screamed and knelt by Ada’s side.

She tapped her face abruptly, trying to wake her up.

“She’s not waking up!” they both stated in fear and got her out of the dancefloor screaming to the other dancers.

They sat her on their table, and wet her face with the ice cube that her glass had. While Lizzie was focused on her friend and bathing her neck with the cold water, Ada had her eyes on Y/N’s Glass.

“Ada, another one! Come on, it’s not-” she turned her face and saw Ada’s eyes stuck on her glass “Did…?” she whispered, forgetting about everything.

“There’s something white, Lizzie…” Ada began to tear up, thinking about her friend being harmed.

Lizzie left the bar as rapidly as she could, and ran three blocks down to the Garrison. Her chest was getting cold, and her ankles started to hurt: high heels were not meant for running on a messy street at three am, drunk and scared.

She began to scream John’s name even before she reached the entrance to the Garrison.

“John! Shelby! John! John!” she entered the Garrison, not forgetting to scream Shelby's name. He wasn’t in the big room, he had to be in the booth.

His name burned her throat, she said it so many times she started to forget what to say.

“John!” she burst into the private booth, and everybody stopped laughing.

“Lizzie?” asked John confused, she was supposed to be with Y/N.

He knew something was up, he saw it on her face.

“It’s Y/N!”

He got up as quickly as he could, even faster. Lizzie didn’t have to say another word, for he was running down the street, fearing the worst.

A soft and cold wind was drying his lungs, but it would take more than just wintery weather to prevent him from running towards her. Not even war could stop him from whispering her name in his prayers. If he prayed, it was for her. For her to be safe during the disgusting Spanish flu, for her to be happy during those birthdays he was away, not knowing if his “Happy Birthday” letter would make its way before he took his last breath.

“Y/N!” his voice echoed in the pub, and his throat almost ripped.

“John!” cried Ada, not knowing why her friend wasn’t responding.

And in a few confusing seconds, her body was over John’s shoulder, he was trying to get her out of there.

“Please stay with me, I need you.” he kept on reciting as if he was trying to memorize those exact words. “Please, I need you. Stay with me.”

The walk from the bar all the way to the house in Watery Lane was infernal and everlasting. He couldn't pronounce the words correctly, he was mumbling desperate thoughts, which made no sense on his lips.

Polly, who was spending a cosy night in, opened the door, as an answer to the shouts from her nephews. And as John entered the house in a rush, he placed the girl on the couch, trying to make her wake up.

“What the hell are we even supposed to do!” Ada cried, not knowing why she wasn’t waking up.

“What did she have, Ada?” he asked, taking his blue vest off.

“We don’t know! Her glass had something white at the very bottom, we don’t know what happened, John.” She was about to pull her hair off her head, she was sure it was a nightmare.

“White?” he screamed “She got her drink fucked over and you tell me now?” he was roaring, scaring Ada even more.

“Why don’t you take the girl to the doctor, instead of screaming to your sister?” Polly confronted him “Fighting Ada won’t stop time, it’s making you lose it!”

“John!” his oldest brother entered the house, nervous and curious about what was happening. Tommy was walking right behind Arthur.

“Y/N is under some fucking drug, and I don’t have any idea of what to do…!” he was about to cry, his eyes were stinging.

“What was in her glass?” asked Tommy, taking his jacket off.

“She was drinking a Fallen Angel and there was something white and dusty at the very bottom…” remembered Ada, cleaning her constant tears.

“So it was at the bottom, good to know it didn’t dissolve,” Tommy answered, and walked up to John.

“Brother, listen to me.” he said, taking John’s face in his hands “You take her to the bathroom, and we know you hate puke, but you have to make her vomit.”

He began to instruct quickly on how to help her, and John was suffering by the simple thought of hurting her.

“You won’t hurt her, you just…” Tommy was being careful with his words for the first time in ages, and John was thankful “You just touch everything in there, and it will result. Trust me, she’ll be alright.”

John walked into the bathroom with her, dead weight.

“I’m so sorry, please wake up…”

Some say you float, some say it’s like a dream. Some say you feel everything around you, some say you don’t even realize. But it was fucking disgusting for Y/N, she was dancing a popular Charleston and, when she opened her eyes, she had his husband fingers all the way up to her throat, making a nightmare out of a party.

“What the fuck!” she screamed, feeling how even her soul could leave her body in that same minute.

Both of her hands gripped onto John’s shirt, as she was still not seeing a thing.

“I can’t fucking see!” she screamed, scared to death.

“Don’t worry, Y/N.” said a voice from behind her, she was scared “It will come back to you in a few seconds, don’t worry.”

John hugged her, tightly against his chest.

“John.” she relaxed her body, while susurrating his name.

“Don’t you ever scare me like this again, because next time I might not survive the fear.”

“I’m sorry I scared you, I love you.” she apologized, while her fingers danced in his neck.

“I need you by my side until I die, please don’t leave before me.” he was being truthful, it was never hard for him when she was by his side.

“I’ll try not to, love. I’ll try not to.”

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