#V; Diamond Skies

[eccentricallygothic]

Since I don't see much of it,may I request a dark robber Bucky AU? That turned soft dark? It can be a home robbery. Or a bank robbery. Whichever's easier for you. But I feel like a bank robbery would be way more thrilling. Maybe he held her as a hostage and had his way with her. But then decided he wants to keep her for himself after all and add kidnapping to the list <3 Ski mask and all. Like the one Seb wears for his role in that Destroyer movie with Nicole Kidman. Except I want to request the long haired Civil War Bucky looking Bucky in this one. Just imagine how hot it is when he takes off his ski mask & reveals himself to her in all his glory with his long hair falling to the sides of his face and framing it perfectly. And reader is just stunned,because he's too beautiful. Again,if you want to do a home robbery instead,it's fine too. He went to rob a house but wasn't expecting the pretty little thing hiding under the blanket/in the closet. Decided to have some fun on his "quest" and had his way with her but had a change of mind and decided to correct his way, "moves in" with reader in her home and get a proper job now so he can finally marry her in the near future and propose to her with a diamond ring,one that doesn't belong to reader's mother/grandmother/aunt lol. And finally have that break,that normal life he's been craving for so long now and a beautiful wife by his side to spend his whole life with. Sorry if this request sucks,just haven't seen much robber AUs of Bucky so I thought why not? Okay,that's all I got. Whether you want to take it up or not,thank you so much <3 I'll keep enjoying your other works :D

so… um… idk if you know me or not but i am kinda known on here for being a mad slut… i hope you like it and please don't hate me if you don't i know i am greedy af. ill redo it with one of the scenarios if you don't like it <333 

| Small World |

Pairing: Dark-Soft-Dark Robber!Bucky Barnes | Naïve!You.

Warning(s): Non-con/Dub-con, Dark!Bucky, bank robbery, violence, knife play, gun play, fear kink, unprotected p-in-v sex, missionary, doggy style, corruption kink, sir kink, power imbalance, Daddy kink, stockholm syndrome, he's lowkey mean, size kink, naive!Reader, virginity loss, fingering, spanking, dacryphilia. Minors do not interact. 

MASTERLIST

Panicked and horrified eyes turn to stare at you when you are pointed out of your group of hostages to stand up from your position on the ground. Some of your colleagues look at you with pity, others with hope and plea in their teary eyes.

Please, do it for us.

The greater good, and all.

Before you can decide whether you are the sacrificial lamb type or not, the masked man who has called out for you wraps one of his gloved hands around your arm and tugs you away from your group. Your meek and wheezed out requests fall on deaf ears as you are marched down the main hall.

“P- Please!” You turn your head to look back at his covered face with tear stained cheeks, head slightly shaking as your hands tremble beside it from their position in the air.

“I won’t repeat myself” the soft volume of the man’s voice can easily be easily mistaken for mercy if not for the menace in his tone. And the fact that he has the biggest stature out of his entire group –practically a giant- does not help your case. “Get the fuck inside or I’ll make you” he nods towards the door of the manager’s office, gun trained at you threateningly. “Move it.”

Within the next few moments, the man has you pressed up between him and the heavy wooden desk while he towers over you, toying with the loose strands of your hair with a little pocket knife that he has brandished out of his leather jacket.

“Please…” You helplessly plead in vain, thighs quivering from the way he rests his gun between your legs. Your shaking thighs tightly hug the barrel as the tip presses into the table.

“Aw, honey” he is relaxed and unfazed, almost as though he is unaware of the severity of the situation. Or perhaps this is more natural to him than you can ever know. A chill rises in your back as realization hits you. He cannot care less. “Why are you crying?” The man gathers a drop of your panic on the tip of his blade before bringing it to his mouth and taking a lick before humming at the taste. “I just wanna be friends… don’t you wanna be friends?” Your bottom lip wobbles as you shake your head stupidly. 

“P- Please lemme go join the rest…” He sighs at your sob, disappointed. 

“Out there with all those average Joes?” His teal eyes watch you from behind the mask as he traces the shape of your clothed boobs with the knife. “Oh, come on, pretty girl” terror fills you when you feel his hard-on rubbing against one of your knees. “You’re too special to be out there with those lowlifes, baby” your body freezes when the knife trails its way up your chest to rest on your bottom lip.

“P- Please…” A whisper shudders its way out of your still lips while your widened eyes watch the blade trail along the opening of your mouth. “D- Don’t hurt me, s- sir…”

“I won’t have to if you behave…” The tip of the weapon clinks against your teeth as the crown of his gun caresses your intimate part at the same time; having found its way into your pencil skirt. “So say, doll. Will you behave for me?” You would be a fool if you think that you have any other choice than to nod. “Use your words now, come on” his muffled coo is so soft it nearly triggers something inside you. 

But before you can ponder over it, his hand thumps against your cheek to bring you back to the present moment and you find yourself instantly nodding again. "Y- Yes, sir. I- I'll behave for you…" Something scratches at you from deep inside, but the sickening stimulation that you're being subjected to keeps you bound in the present moment.

"Good girl" you let out a relieved exhale when he pulls the blade from your lips and now brings it to the buttons of your blouse. "Tell me, honey. Do you have a boyfriend?" Your cheeks flush despite the situation and you gulp, lowering your eyes to watch him bounce the stitch holding your button together against the sharp metal. "Or… maybe a little girlfriend?" You can't help but loudly gasp when the thread finally comes undone and your swells bounce into his view. 

"P- Please, sir…" The man tuts and shakes his head. 

"Remember, baby. I'll only be nice to you if you are nice to me…" As if to put emphasis on his words, he straightens the knife and softly pokes one of your boobs by sliding the tip inside. You can't see it but your hurried apology makes him smirk under the mask. "Now, then. Where were we…?" 

"N- No, sir…" You softly sob, unable to control your tears. "I d- don't have a boyfriend…" 

"Good girl" he speaks as if he knows you and like you owe it to him, his gun-holding hand disappearing inside his jacket to put the weapon away. Though the relief that washes over you at the sight is short-lived because said hand then comes to grip and caress one of your thighs… under your skirt. "You're too good for silly little boys" your mouth falls agape when he suddenly catches two more of your buttons in a single strike, making your boobs jerk downwards due to the sudden change in pressure. 

"Please–!" 

"Shhhh" his rough hands yank you closer and against him by the help of your ass, your clothed core colliding with his bulge as he now presses the wider part of the knife against your lips. "I won't remind you again, baby. I'll only be nice to you if you shut up and behave like a good fucking girl" his eyelids flutter a little when his hips move against yours. "Because you'll look just as pretty to me without a tongue as you do now, so make your choice" you freeze as blood drains from your face. 

The man gives you a few moments to try him and then he hums in satisfaction when you don't dare. 

"See, that wasn't so fuckin' hard, was it, baby?" Your eyes sting from how tears keep spilling out and down your face in thick streams, the saltiness pricking at your lips as you feel his knife cut your skirt open from the middle before he tears an opening in your pantyhose, groaning at the sight of your pussy before you feel the leather of his gloves tease your folds. "Fucking hell, honey. You've such a cute little pussy on you" you can no longer clearly see what he's doing due to your blurry vision, but the violation of your intimate parts leaves you devoid of any desire to do so. 

Your mind screams at you to stop him.

No one should touch you.

You don't know why exactly, but every fiber of your existence is screeching at you to run. 

Not so much to escape, instead to avoid being defiled. 

But what match are you to an armed man who is thrice your size? 

"It's so tiny and fragile, do you think she can handle me, huh baby?" His voice is heavy as he now pumps his huge leaking cock with one hand, hissing when he touches the tip against your opening to gather some of your slick before spreading it on himself. "You can cry as many of those pretty little tears as you want, angel. Your naughty little pussy is telling me everything I need to know" a sob leaves you at his words as you helplessly sit wide legged with your head hung low, hands resting flat on the table behind you like you had been instructed to do so a few moments ago, now awaiting the inevitable. 

"Fuck" he can't help but roughly curse when your opening refuses to accommodate him and his thick tip slides off it a couple times. "A feisty one" he snickers casually like this is the most normal thing ever. "Good thing I am in the habit of taming–" his words abruptly disappear into a grunt that is accompanied by a jerk of his hips, the action eliciting a loud moan of discomfort from you, "–silly brats like this sweet little pussy here" your back arches as your features scrunch in discomfort, nails pressing against the wooden tabletop. Your pussy squelches around his cock as it is being pried open by his thick girth. 

"Ohhh, sir!" You grunt and more tears escape your eyes. "N- No, no…" Your thighs tremble as you shake your head in horror. "N- No… This is wrong…" Your voice is barely a whisper but he seems to understand you clearly. 

The man cruelly chuckles, the action causing vibrations to travel up your body from where they are connected. "But it sure feels fucking great, don't you agree?" The flat part of his knife digs into the side of your leg as he tightens his hold on your thighs and settles on a rhythm, hips rocking back and forth between the space of your legs. 

Your arms give out and buckle in, causing you to land on your elbows as the loud squeaks of your pussy squeezing at the skin of his cock before letting it go with humiliating clicks only for it to repeat fills the air. 

Your lack of response makes him snort. "What, you don't agree?" When you still don't say anything and just continue to stare at his ski mask, a competitive glint appears in his teal eyes. He brings the knife to your lips and holds it against them. "Kiss it" when your shoulders shake with silent sobs, his hips speed up and the blade presses harder against your skin. "I said, kiss it!" The harshness of his tone forces you to succumb to fear and you obey, nearly sliding up and down the table as you peck the metal. "Now thank me for fucking you" your lips wobble against the weapon but he is relentless as he pants for air in the mask, one hand tightly curled around your knee as your other leg dangles from the table. 

"T- Thank you for fucking me, s- sir…" He twitches inside you with a satisfied growl, each thrust fucking into you deeper and deeper. 

"Now tell me I am the best cock you've ever had" your head is splitting. You feel as though you are being pulled in two opposite directions. A chaos has erupted in your mind and you can barely register his demands anymore. "Do it!" The slap he lands on your boob breaks your train of thought but the hit triggers something inside you and you speak before you can think it over. 

"Please, sir! He won't like it! I can't!" You have no idea who you are referring to and the way his eyes narrow down at you signals that he doesn't either. 

Just what the hell is going on? 

The entirety of today feels like one big Deja Vu.

"Who won't like it?!" His thrusts have turned animalistic but his voice is much less nonchalant than before. "You said you didn't have a boyfriend!"

"I don't!" You squeak out through your tears as your pussy clenches around him and your stomach flips over, the overwhelming sensation in addition to the cruel way in which his hips snap causing your elbows to give up at last. 

"Then who the fuck are you talking about?!" Your shoulders knock over the stationary holder as you shake your head helplessly. 

"I- I don't know!" His hot seed explodes in your tight cavern as you whine loudly, desperate to get away from the assault his cock is inflicting on your worked up gspot. "I don't know! I don't know!" You are at a puzzling loss of words. "But he won't like it! He won't!" 

His concluding thrusts feel almost angry -not that they were much tender in the first place- as a string of muttered curses release from his clenched mouth, the man's long dark hair swaying over his broad shoulders every time he moves. 

"Fucking hell, angel" he rasps once he has finally stopped, though he still remains inside you. "They really did do a number on you, didn't they?" His mask is nearly snatched off his face in the next moment to reveal the most handsome man you have ever seen. 

Utterly remarkable features accompany the teal eyes that watch you angrily, shiny long strands framing them in the most attractive way as the wide shoulders of the man rise and fall with each furious exhale of his flared nose. His sharp jaw that is covered in light stubble is tightly set as he scans your face, fingers tightening around your flesh more and more with the passing second. 

You feel your nether region blink against his cock as you numbly take notice of every detail that he has to offer. Your eyebrows furrow after a few moments when you realize just what you are doing. Then as your eyes begin to widen and palms find the surface of the desk to press against it in order to hoist you up, the realization of why you are doing what you are dawning upon you. 

Your face is next to his within the next second, the discomfort of your joint bodies long forgotten as you reach a finger out towards his face to touch it. 

"Oh, my God…" You whisper as you slowly trace out what the mask had been hiding and like a dam broken, a barrage of memories hits you so hard your vision falters momentarily. "No way…" Your hand falls limp at your side in shock.

"Small world, eh?" His grin glints in the dim lighting of the room. 

. . . 

A loud thump sounded right outside the door of your wardrobe and you couldn't help but whimper, the sound making you widen your eyes before you hurriedly buried your mouth in your fuzzy yellow blanket. 

It was an ordinary Saturday night and you had been watching a movie when you had run out of snacks. So you paused it and got out of bed to grab yourself something from the kitchen but faint unexpected footsteps in the hallway leading to your room forced you to halt your quest.  

Thankfully, you had made it into your current hiding spot just in time before the door to your room slowly opened and a huge figure stepped in, peeking around the room before it stilled in front of the TV. You watched through the slits of the doors as the mysterious man had put two and two together before beginning his search. 

For you. 

You slowly shifted a little to see better when he disappeared momentarily, but then he suddenly walked by the wardrobe and you had to stuff the blanket in your mouth to keep yourself from gasping. The man paused and scanned the room again. Your heart thumped loudly in your chest as he turned towards your bathroom and vanished from your field of vision again. A door opened before clicking close and you sighed in relief. 

Letting a few moments pass before slowly opening the door to a crack, you half turned to grab Kiki, your cuddle buddy and favorite teddy in the entire world from where she had fallen off your lap a moment ago. Though when you went to exit the wardrobe to find your phone and figure out your next move, you found a pair of teal eyes watching you from the crack you had just created, the shock causing you to jump out of your skin and land against the wall behind you with a loud gasp.

You clutched your blanket and teddy close to your pounding chest as you hid your face in your knees, shaking in fear as your heart hammered against your ribcage. 

Some moments passed in complete silence before you felt hands tugging at your cocoon. "Please, please, please!" The most soothing voice you had ever heard responded to them. 

"I'll be nice to you if you'll be nice to me" his words were the most convincing you had ever heard. "What do you say, angel?" You raised your head just enough to see a metal arm extended towards you. 

"Please don't hurt me" you whispered through a wobble of your bottom lip.

"I won't have to if you behave yourself" his form towered you like a vulture hunching over its prey. "You're a good girl, aren't you?" Your furniture had given him some idea of the kind of person that you were. 

And the rest Bucky wanted to find out for himself.

He had decided that he would have you before he had even stepped inside this room when the framed pictures of you with friends and family decorating the living room had caused a tent inside his pants. 

"Use your words for me" you whimpered before slowly nodding your head. 

"Y- Yes, sir. A- Am a good girl" he hummed before thrusting his held out hand in your direction. 

"Come on, then. Don't make me repeat myself" the menacing edge to his tone made you gulp and comply before the minute's end. 

You were slowly and carefully helped out and onto your feet. The stranger's silky hair rushed forth to frame his face when he lowered it to look at Kiki as she landed with a thump on the floor. 

Holding your hand in a firm grip, the man bent to pick her up but didn't hand her back to you. 

"And who is this?"

"K- Kiki, sir."

"Is she your… friend?" 

"B- Bestie, s- sir…" Unbeknownst to you, his cock hardened at your choice of words. 

Fuck. 

"Do you want her back?" You slowly nodded with pleading eyes. 

He hummed again before speaking. "There's a condition." 

"C- Condition, s- sir?" 

"You will be quiet and obedient."

You agreed, not that you had much of a choice but Kiki's wellbeing was your top priority.

The stranger placed you on your bed within the next few moments, pulling your blanket away and giving you a pointed look before threateningly waving the poor teddy in the air when a low whine escaped you. The warning was enough for you to shut your mouth as you curled your toes, flushing under his violating gaze that scanned your underdressed form. 

You were clad in nothing but a tank top and some strawberry pattern underwear. The sudden shift in your body temperature due to the lack of a blanket made your nipples harden against the sheer material of your shirt and the man cursed under his breath before his free hand traveled to his bulge. 

"Why don't you show me how well you and Kiki get along, huh, angel?" You eagerly nodded when the teddy was finally allowed back in your safe hold and you protectively hugged her before going to speak but his next action had you gasping in shock instead. 

"Sir–" 

The man clicked his tongue. "One little peep and you can sweep little Kiki from the hearth tomorrow morning" your eyes became glassy at his words, bottom lip wobbling. And then you inaudibly vowed upon your teddy's safety. 

"S- Sorry, sir."

"See?" His breathing was labored when he stripped you of decency, spreading your legs to examine what was between them and inaudibly grunting at the sight. "That wasn't so hard now, was it, baby?" You shuddered and exhaled heavily through your mouth when his hand curved over the shape of your pussy, thumb swiping over your moist folds.

"N- No, sir." He clicked his tongue. 

"You're too little for that, honey. Call me Daddy." Though questions emerged in your mind, you kept them to yourself for Kiki's sake. "Well?" He raised an eyebrow as his digit found its way to your entrance and he poked at it, the sensation causing you to jump up in shock. 

But you knew better than to express it.

"... Y- Yes, Daddy…" The word felt foreign and awkward in your mouth, but the intrusion of your private areas overpowered every other feeling. 

"Tell me how it feels, honey" the man's tone turned into one of coaxing as the tip of his thumb glided up and down between your folds before circling your entrance. But he kept it from invading your privates for now. 

Your eyebrows were tightly furrowed together as you whined, nuzzling your face into Kiki. "W- Weird, Daddy" that seemed to please him, and he hummed in approval.

"Good girl" a loud and confused squeak escaped you when he pushed the tip of his digit up your glistening slit next. 

"S–" the click of his tongue stopped you and you corrected yourself just in time. "Daddy!" 

"It's okay, honey. Daddies are supposed to take care of their little babies like this" his thumb was soon replaced by his middle finger and you couldn't help but let out a moan when it began to toy with the hood of your clit now, his finger working you open all the while. "See, getting better, isn't it, angel?" It was nothing but strange for your inexperienced body. Your hips tightened but you had no idea what it meant or led to. 

And the intimidating visual was not helping the puzzle. 

"L- Looks so scary, Da- Daddy" your bottom lip jutted out as you sniffled, unknowingly clenching around his finger and making him twitch inside his pants in turn.  

"Aw, baby" he could swear you were the most precious thing he had ever come across. "Too much for your innocent eyes to handle, is it?" He had to have you. "Daddy can help you with that" his finger plopped out of you and your hole retracted, a shudder running down your spine at both the feeling itself and the loss of contact. 

A small pout made its way on your face as you snuggled into Kiki, subconsciously missing the penetration. 

Bucky moved further onto his knees and grasped your naked thighs in his strong calloused hands. "Turn around for Daddy, angel" you were moved to your knees in front of him. He spread your legs apart before moving back to undo his own pants, admiring the handiwork that he had made of you all the while. 

Then he told you that it would  feel a bit strange at first, that it may even hurt, but then it was sure to feel good. 

You panicked when he entered your narrow opening as he hissed out curses, his metal hand curling around your thigh while the other rested on your ass cheeks that it fondled every now and then.

His words that you had initially suspected turned out to be true the more he moved inside you. Your tight, warm channel of moist flesh gripped at his cock in the same way your arms bracingly choked Kiki, whines drawling their way out of your gaping mouth as you nuzzled your flushed face in her soft body, feeling a small flame ignite in the base of your stomach. 

"Hnnng owwhh, Daddy!" You whined as stars clouded your vision when his thick tip hit you deep up your cavern in a certain tender spot. 

"You're so fuckin' tight, angel" his breathing was laboured as his muscular thighs slapped against yours, the collision causing your skin to sting as well as fill the room with a loud clapping sound which was occasionally accompanied by a squelch or two. "It's like you were waiting for your Daddy all along, huh?" You winced when one of his hands wrapped around your hair to pull you back as gently as he could manage. "Tell me you were waiting for me to come along and fuck this pretty pussy broken" you yelped when his free hand landed a harsh smack to one of your ass cheeks. When you didn't respond, he gave a demanding yank to your head. "Don't make me repeat myself, now." 

Bucky could see that you had some difficulty with carrying out orders. 

So he added that to the list of the things that you would have to work on. 

"I- I…" Your chest ached as you struggle to breathe, feeling your senses battle between pain and pleasure. "I w- was waiting for you to co–" your words dissolved into a moan as your form swayed under his rough fucking, "come- come, come and–!" Your fingers tightened around Kiki to brace yourself against the influx of sensation that burst out between your legs when he spanked you one last time before trailing his fingers down your pussy. 

"Go ahead, baby" his lips found the crook of your neck before his sharp teeth grazed against the skin. "You're doing so well for me" your back arched when he pecked your skin right before biting down on it. 

And all of a sudden, the sensory overload was too much for your fucked out mind to handle. Your hips clenched and a lava of what you could only classify as pleasure exploded between them, your vision paling and hearing becoming muffled, mouth falling open to let out raspy stomach churning moans. Suddenly, the intensity of every stimulus that had been tearing its way into your body decreased and a faint ringing swam in your ears. The skin piercing hammering of your heart morphed into heavy thumps and your body went limp as it hung from the robber's cock, being held up solely by the tangle of his arms that encircled your body. 

Bucky felt himself twitch when your orgasm gave way to obedience and you guzzled out your words to fulfill your command. "W- Waz wai'ing for D- Daddy to come along and f- fuck my pussy b- broken" his curse went unheard by you due to your temporary vertigo. 

"Now tell Kiki that" he had to tap one of your cheeks to bring you back to the present. "Look at Kiki and tell her that" the sternness of his words fueled the overstimulation that your core was suffering, the hypersensitivity causing you to clench hard around his girth that pounded into you at a barely registerable pace, your knees shaking uncontrollably. 

"K- Kiki…" Your arms were jelly as you forced them to wobble the pink teddy up in your sight since your head was locked in place by the grip he had on your hair. "I- I…" You whined out a loud moan. "W- Waiting on D- Daddy to c- come and b- break l- little pussy o- open" the brokenness of your voice coupled with the omission of words reached out for his climax and pulled it through. Bucky loudly cursed out in between moans as he rammed into you animalistically, his seed searing into your worked up walls and coating the flesh pale.

You had never been praised the way you were that night when the man– Bucky, he told you once he had placed you in the comforting bath he drew for you, cleaned and washed you thoroughly as he pressed reassuring kisses to your tear stained cheeks. When he declared the next morning that he was moving in, you did not say much for he still intimidated you but you had your suspicions. However, as time passed and you two grew closer than ever, you realized that the transition had been much easier and natural than you had expected. 

Your lover excused you from your outdoor obligations and gave you a list of rules to abide by to make sure you would well fulfill your role as the homerunner. He made a promise with you to mend his ways and he actually did it by finding himself an honest job that paid well enough for your household. Then, even though you reassured him that he could just give you your grandmother's ring to propose, he was adamant on buying you one with a big rock. One that would match the shine of your pretty eyes, he said.

In other words, everything was going well. 

Yes, the beginning of your relationship had been unconventional to say the least.

But fate had a strange way of bringing people together. 

That eventful night had been your share.

What did such silly things matter when the both of you loved each other so much? 

That was, until one day…

. . . 

"I told you, angel. I'd always find my way to you" the man speaks as he fixes his pants while keeping a vigilant eye on you. 

Your mouth is wide as tears wet your cheeks like an unceasing waterfall. "Daddy…" 

"Yes, Daddy" passive rage drips off his smug words. "You thought you could report me and flee the country and that'd be the end of it?"

You shake your head vehemently and sputter out all the words you can manage in your honest defense. Your labored breathing turns into sobs as you grab at his hands and plead your case desperately. 

You hadn't reported him. You could never do that to your Daddy and future husband!

Not even in your worst nightmare!

What had actually happened was that you had been tending to your daily tasks as usual when some strange men with badges you did not understood had shown up to your house while he was at work. They were mean but they had not hurt you. Instead, they had thrusted all kinds of files and records in your face, saying unbelievable things about your Daddy that simply could not be true and then demanding you tell them where he worked. 

But you were too little to know those things. 

So they ransacked your house before one of them found a piece of paper from one of Bucky's jackets before showing it to the rest. Their boss had turned back to look at you one last time with pity in his eyes before he called someone on his phone and joined his fellow men in one of the sleek black SUVs that they had arrived in. Your Daddy had not come home that night. Instead, your sobbing mother who lived in a different city had approached you where you had been waiting for Bucky out on the front stairs of the house. 

She had forced you away from your home. You kept telling her that you had to inform your Daddy of what had happened and that he never ate without you and that he would be looking for you. But your sweet mother had become a tyrant with your safety -like you needed it- and you just could not understand the hysteria until she placed you in therapy that you thought you did not need. 

But when you finally did start responding to the kind lady at the funny smelling clinic, you had slowly understood your mother's manic behavior. 

"... And she said you were a terrible man that I best forget all about and move on in my life, Daddy. I didn't mean to blank you out!" You finish your speech, squeezing his fingers earnestly as your eyes beg his to believe you. "I didn't want to. But they said you were bad and a criminal and, and– I didn't have a choice" you sob and shake your head desperately, the awareness of just how hurt he must have felt when you disappeared choking your heart out. "And they wouldn't listen and they kept saying that you kidnapped me and–" he doesn't interrupt you. In fact, he hasn't done much of that in the past few minutes. 

But then a heavy bell goes off in your head all of a sudden and you understand why he has been quiet, the horrific realization causing your muscles to freeze and shrivel as you feel foam rising in your mouth. Your eyes widen to the shape of saucers as the pattering of your tears literally becomes audible in the quiet room. "... But… Y- You…" Your clammy fingers try to yank themselves out of his. "You… did kidnap me after…" Terror grips at your throat. 

Unreadable emotion passes by his teal orbs faster than you can process. Bucky lowers his head as he restricts your hands from pulling out of his by interlocking them in an iron-strong hold. Heaving in a deep sigh, he snickers to himself humorlessly, the long strands of his hair falling over his face as his shoulders shake. 

"Oh, angel" he looks up once he finally gains composure over what had turned into sneering chuckles. "You will have to relearn everything all over again, won't you?" Your body feels petrified as the graveness of the matter sears into your muscles. He tugs his gloves off before cupping your face with his metal hand. "Good thing we have the rest of our lives with no one left to trouble us this time, huh?" With a promising kiss to your lips, he pulls his mask back down and fishes another one out of his jacket before slipping it over your face. "Come on, let's go home" Bucky effortlessly hauls you onto one of his massive shoulders after he swipes your nose with his thumb on which he had poured a strange substance out of a vial. The liquid instantly numbs your mind and your eyes go heavy, not that your terrified body was moving much in the first place. 

The next few things that you feel through your melting senses include Bucky pulling your tattered skirt down before giving a powerful smack to your ass, turning in the opposite direction of the way you had come here after exiting the Manager's office, descend the fire escape that he chooses to exit the building through before briefly jogging to what you figure is probably a vehicle since you hear the beeping open of a lock.

And then everything goes dark.

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Hello, Tuna !! Congrats on reaching 800+! So proud of you <3

For Tuna’s Sea-Side Party, Leikata’s coming with Kalim as a plus-one!

Initially, Leikata had been debating on whether if he should go or not- since beaches often mean the sun, and the sun means… extra maintenance for the eyes. Since Leikata is in the same dorm as one of the hosts, he caved in after Rook’s verbose advertisements. Well then, if Leikata is going to step into the battlefield of sunbeams, then he might as well bring in an ally, right?

At the party: Leikata will be kiting! Except the the kite is really just the paper craft he animates with his UM. If he’s not kiting, then he’ll be swimming! He didn’t bring a swimsuit for nothing.

Favourite colour: Beige

Items: Leikata brought board games! If everyone is worn down from swimming, then maybe they can still cool off while keeping up the excitement. To animate board game pieces or to fly his… kite, Leikata brought his trusty scissors and some paper.

Convincing Kalim Jamil: The second Kalim heard “Tuna” and “Party”, he was in! …Though it did take everything for Leikata to tell Kalim to NOT throw a bigger party or to build up on it.

“Tuna is the host, so let’s respect them and stay in our lanes, as guests, okay? I’m sure they’d feel a little sad if we intruded on their plans! Let’s show our appreciation for their hard work by letting Tuna treat us! Hosts have their prides too.”

--- While Jamil was sunbathing, Kalim and Leikata finally got some time to hang out. The two were casually playing in the sand for the most part, but seeing the clear skies above gave Leikata an Idea.

Leikata spoke up as they finished making a small sand castle "Say... What if we had some kites going up! it'd add to the party theme a bit more don't you think?" Of course Kalim was ecstatic at the idea of livening up the party. After trying to hold back from growing the party, this was perfect for him to help with.

The two quickly began preparing some kites together, cutting the paper Leikata had brought along into many shapes. Miniatures of box, prism, and diamond kites soon surrounded the two. The new pile of paper crafts caught the attention of many, but Tuna was the first to check out what was going on.

Upon joining the two, Tuna asked curiously "So you made all these kites, but how will you fly them?" Leikata was quick to demonstrate and gave life to one of their masterpieces. Tunas eyes sparkled in wonder at the scene, excited to see the rest fly as well. Kalim chuckled "Oh! I have an idea! let's add some water tricks too!" He quickly guided some water to follow along the kite, careful not to get any of the paper wet.

As if a light bulb went off in Tunas head, they poked one of the magical water bubbles. Soon enough a catfish jumped into a larger bubble above the kite! The three were joyous as they performed with their magic for the onlookers. Tuna hoped from each bubble Kalim created as Leikata had the kite swirl around the area gracefully. Such a sight to behold, the three were deemed the center of fun for the party! ---

Thank you so much!!! ^O^ I had so much fun drawing Kalim and Leikata together! TOT Your ocs are all so pretty i love <3 !!! Thank you for attending the party and for the congratz!!! >V<

[foxlin-fantasia]

💫　14 associations : Hanaka Houjou

tagged by @archaiclumina & @reconditerune !! ty!

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🌸　animal: red squirrels. ( i genuinely couldn’t think of anything & asked my gf. it’s canon now ig /shrug ) for a ff based creature, she’d be a red chocobo or a tabby coeurl kit. 

🌸　color: pink! coral & rose pink are p distinct on her, but i also think pearlescent white, warm-toned colors, + gold accents are also fitting.

🌸　song: fellow feeling by porter robinson ( most things made by porter are a vibe tbh but THIS song?? oof from the lyrics alone; almost like i could hear the words being said as her own. the sound itself is v modern, but the initial calm that turns into chaos all contrasts so well against with what is being said in the song & kind of silhouettes what i imagine it must feel like for Hanaka to use her Echo / aetheric abilities?? it’s intense, maybe a bit scary to witness. she is incredibly strong when her power is wielded deftly, but it’s a painful process. also her h/c’d english VA* *subject to change is doing the speaking in the song! it’s all v good!! )

🌸　number: 2. She likes multiples of two. She usually prefers to go second in most things in her life, letting someone else take the lead so she can learn from their example. She is the kind to observe first, then act; always preferring a one-two step kind of plan.

🌸　day or night: she is the early morning, specifically the hours of 3~5 AM, when the world sleeps & the stars shine brightest. She is like dawn break over the horizon, shooing the stars to their beds with her sun-like smile. She is the comfort of knowing you’ve survived another night, the bleary sky a meld of purples & pinks into new day blues or early morning golds, dotted with flickering stars who will soon rest behind the fluffy clouds. Hanaka loves the night skies, but she herself is very much the dawn.

🌸　plant: victoria rose forget-me-nots; felt like a fitting plant, as a lot of her WoL narrative deals with remembering / seeing / sharing memories with others. pink flowers for bonus points!

🌸　smell: initially, she smells like the plum & cherry blossoms she likes to use as her daily accessories. Her true scent is of Othardian poppies, Doman black tea, ginger root, natural musk, & a touch of something sweet akin to a marshmallow. ( it’s my headcanon that Hanaka just… always smells good lol because of her ability to sprout flowers from her body to heal herself & she is also just very well-groomed when able! )

🌸　gemstone: angel aura quartz, pearl, or argyle ( pink ) diamond!

🌸　season: late winter to early spring, right after the deep winter frost thaws; still cold outside but the snow is melting, maybe an occasional snow flurry. The plum trees have blossomed & warmer seasons are on their way; bird calls return to the mornings again, signaling the end of hibernation. The crisp air smells of rebirth & sweetness.

🌸　place: Yanxia. She was born in a small farming village beyond the Glittering Basin, now lost to war & time.

🌸　food: hanami dango ( her favorite dango flavor is azim strawberry! )

🌸　eorzean deity: i associate her with Azeyma ( mostly due to aesthetics ), though her patron is Althyk! Althyk makes more sense for her narratively imo.

🌸　eorzean element(s): earth, the element of substance & endurance. Her abilities draw from this element the most!

🌸　drink: maehwa-cha ( plum blossom tea )

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i tag: @uldahstreetrat , @crowdsourcedloner , @cindernet-explorer, @petitfarron , @gatheredfates , @evuniel & whomever else is wanting to! ( also no obligation to those tagged do this either ofc )

[devoiante]

writing away my ateez PCD💀

I met you on a September night in the middle of a sea of strangers, screaming my liquefied heart out into fleeting utopia written by stories in the form of faraway muses for a girl’s blooming fantasia. 

I. Fire eyes and zealous blood crashed through the glass like a wave in a storm starved of savagery, sweeping me off my feet in the inception of a new age, the age of the opal at the centre of the world. In the spotlight, the opal glimmers white and unleashes its magic within, seven more colours shining as a brazen aurora - the eye of the storm. An eye I’ve stared into long enough to be buoyantly lost at sea watching longingly like a mermaid for the ships that will pass, soaking in the colours and sounds of their boisterous parties. Sometimes one too many ships come through, and I hope the stars tell their captain that the waters are calm enough to drop the anchor and sleep at night. He looks to the stars every sunset, yet he must always go on. He’s deafening hues and glittering dreams. He’s exquisite in his ferocious grind with beauty flowing from him in tunes and melodies that ripple through the vast ocean and glisten under the twilight. The stars never disappear after sunrise. 

II. Too much stardust in the making of one person births new stars in the form of eyes which brim with uncontainable light spilling down smiling cheeks, strawberry-stained with soft, tender love. He’s the king of the stars, the light in the ship’s long nights spent sailing through quiet waters and turbulence. Every other star would fall from the sky to grant his wishes and renew to see him again, wrapped in pastel pink primroses that bloom in his glow. He holds the stars in his hands and tells them they are pretty, but doesn’t know we are more beautiful for the beauty that ebbs through his palms and his voice. 

III. When he lets words and songs fall he’s the warmth in running a hand through the fur of a golden retriever after an afternoon in the sun. Evanesced honey encapsulates his golden being, a sweet promise of falling six feet and an inch deep into eternal sunshine. He reaches to the stars and takes them with him as the ship cruises into the ever changing horizon that echoes dreams of ballads he hasn’t even sung, but already fill the air. Say his name, and he is luminous. 

IV. Existence meets artistry when body and soul is beautiful enough to rile the sea and capture the stars upon a graceful gaze, a smile ever so slight. The art he is blares across the seven seas in his quiet and he is divine, dazzling light and branded by Aphrodite’s kiss as her incarnation that walks the earth and sails the waves. A blue bird’s velvet feathers are smooth as an enchanted baritone for spellbound galaxies raining meteors for statuesque perfection come alive. The flower dances in the breeze, delicately lethal as poisoned perfume. I’m in love. 

V. The most majestic mountain commands all eyes on its unrelenting spirit: dreamer, diamond, fever dream itself, a harbour for the ship. The mountain lives in a boy sculpted by celestial hands, gorgeous in a dancing illusion of menace before a winged heart cherry-coloured with romantic fervour. His voice bounces across the water and into the reflection of the stars, like a cue to let go of the breaths they had held, and breathe. He smiles like summer sun, dimples deep as the sea below that might overflow with the stars’ zeal. He’s all bewitching and more, more, more.

VI. He’s a flame, sunset-chrome fireworks ripping through the skies and stars turn to moths when his words cascade in rolling thunders. He’s in the lingering ring in my ears, the roar of thousands of voices, the arrow to hearts that skip a beat every time he proclaims his dynasty. Wake up world, his eyes say, and don’t stop staring. Yet he is cotton clouds and a sprinkle of rain to a hot day in August. A laughing conundrum, an untitled song. 

VII. Can stars wish upon themselves? For ivory silk, black velvet, brimming heart and cherry lips. Foxy eyes that twinkle like a million fairy lights when he laughs out the answer to cloudy grey days. Torrents of love borne by one shining soul flood whole stadiums when he dances like lithe butterfly wings or morphs into a vivacious panther stealing stars with a biting gaze. He’s so achingly beautiful (he’s wonderland). All the stars would empty their light on the surface of the ocean just so he could see his reflection painted in loving reverence. 

VIII. The apple of the eye of the storm boils the ocean with spellbinding song, raising magical mist all the way to shroud the stars in lavender, violet, indigo fantasies. He sings an eternity of new galaxies to life, one mortal holding up the cosmos with the finger every star is wrapped around, and new stars are born each day. The universe is still when his music fades, each star unblinking in awaiting for the next ship his smile may grace. Waiting, waiting, shining, still here. His timeless smile tells the world he is radiant even in the silence between songs - a lover loved to the edge of each universe.

You are here in the years I walk alone, sealing the cracks in the rocky road:

The curtain call of my teenage dream, the shore of my wild unknown.

You’re a September song I’ll dance into the dusk, ever and after the silence falls. 

[everettdowlingwh]

Beginner's Guide to Snow Skiing: Tips and Tricks for First-Timers

Snow skiing is a thrilling winter sport that offers an exhilarating way to enjoy the great outdoors. For first-timers, the idea of skiing down a mountain might seem daunting, but with the proper preparation and mindset, you can have a fun and safe experience. This beginner's guide provides essential skiing tips and tricks to help you get started on your skiing journey.

Choosing the Right Gear

Before hitting the slopes, it's crucial to have the right gear. As a beginner, you don't need to invest in expensive equipment right away. Most ski resorts offer rental services where you can get skis, boots, poles, and helmets. Here's what you need to know about each piece of equipment:

Skis: For beginners, shorter skis are usually easier to control. Ask the rental shop for skis that are designed for novice skiers, as they are generally more forgiving and more accessible to maneuver.

Boots: Properly fitted boots are essential for comfort and control. Please make sure they are snug but not too tight and that they provide reasonable support for your ankles.

Poles: While not always necessary for first-timers, poles can help with balance and rhythm as you start to learn basic techniques.

Helmet: Safety should always come first. A helmet is a must to protect your head in case of falls or collisions.

In addition to the essential equipment, wearing appropriate clothing is crucial. Dress in layers, starting with a moisture-wicking base layer, followed by an insulating layer, and finishing with a waterproof and windproof outer layer. Don't forget gloves, goggles, and a neck warmer to protect you from the cold and wind.

Learning Basic Techniques

Once you're geared up, it's time to learn the basic techniques. Taking a lesson from a certified ski instructor is highly recommended for beginners. They can teach you proper form, strategies, and how to navigate the slopes safely. Here are some fundamental skills to focus on:

The Snowplow: The snowplow is the most basic technique for beginners. It involves pointing the tips of your skis together in an inverted "V" shape to control your speed and come to a stop. Practice this on a gentle slope until you feel comfortable.

Turning: Learning how to turn is essential for controlling your direction and avoiding obstacles. Start by practicing gentle turns using the snowplow technique. Gradually progress to more advanced turns as you gain confidence.

Getting Up After a Fall: Falling is a natural part of learning to ski. To get up, position your skis parallel across the slope, use your poles for support, and push yourself up slowly. Please don't get discouraged; everyone falls when they're starting.

Navigating the Slopes

Understanding how to navigate the slopes safely is critical to having a successful skiing experience. Ski resorts use a color-coded system to rate the difficulty of their slopes:

Green Circles: These are beginner slopes with gentle inclines and wide paths. Stick to these trails as you learn the basics.

Blue Squares: Intermediate slopes that are steeper and more challenging. Move to these once you feel comfortable on green slopes.

Black Diamonds: Advanced slopes for experienced skiers. These should be avoided until you have significant experience and skill.

Always start with the green circle trails and progress at your own pace. Don't feel pressured to move to more challenging slopes until you're ready. It's essential to ski within your abilities to prevent accidents and injuries.

Safety Tips for First-Timers

Safety should be your top priority when skiing. Here are some essential tips to keep in mind:

Know Your Limits: Don't push yourself too hard. Skiing can be physically demanding, so take breaks when needed and listen to your body.

Stay Hydrated: Cold weather can dehydrate you quickly. Drink plenty of water throughout the day to stay hydrated.

Follow the Rules: Respect the ski resort's rules and signs. Always yield to other skiers downhill from you, and be aware of your surroundings at all times.

Use Sun Protection: The sun's rays are stronger at higher altitudes, and the snow reflects UV light, increasing your exposure. Wear sunscreen, lip balm, and UV-protective goggles to protect your skin and eyes.

Building Confidence on the Slopes

Building confidence is essential for a positive skiing experience. Start slow and focus on mastering the basics before attempting more challenging slopes. Practice makes perfect, so don't be afraid to repeat the same runs until you feel comfortable.

One effective way to build confidence is by skiing with friends or family who have more experience. They can offer guidance, encouragement, and tips as you learn. Additionally, consider taking multiple lessons to refine your technique and boost your confidence on the slopes.

Enjoying the Experience

Skiing is not just about the technical aspects; it's also about enjoying the beautiful winter scenery and the thrill of gliding down the slopes. Take the time to appreciate the natural surroundings and the peacefulness that comes with being in the mountains.

Remember, skiing is a learning process, and it's okay to make mistakes. The most important thing is to have fun and enjoy the experience. With practice, you'll gradually improve your skills and confidence, making each skiing trip more enjoyable than the last.

Snow skiing is a rewarding and exhilarating sport that offers a unique way to experience winter. By choosing the right gear, learning basic techniques, navigating the slopes safely, and building your confidence, you can make the most of your first skiing experience. Remember to prioritize safety, take your time, and, most importantly, have fun as you embark on this new adventure. With these tips and tricks, you'll be well on your way to becoming a proficient skier and enjoying all the thrills that this winter sport has to offer.

[kevinjmann]

The UKI Spotify Playlist Update - 29 April 2024

The UKI Spotify playlist has been updated with George Oz, Cove Diamond, X&ND, Avalon Kane, Jimena Arroyo, Jennifer Mlott, Charlie Tyler, Sidney Bird, Red Skies Mourning, Zachary Mason, Félix Rabin, Esancy, Jeremy Serwer, Malaika Wainwright, Autosuggestion, Adeline V. Lopez, RachelDara, The Magic Es, 

[timelesstimesgoneby]

Season 1 DISC 1 S01E01 pilot Cocoon  1960 S01E03 Full Fathom Five 1960 S01E04 Some Day We Shall Be Strangers in Our Own Land 1960 DISC 2 S01E05 Tiger by the Tail 1960 S01E06 Samurai 1960 S01E07 ... And They Painted Daisies on His Coffin 1960 S01E08 Twenty-Four Karat Kill 1960 DISC 3 S01E09 The Ways of Love 1960 S01E10 No Blue Skies 1960 S01E11 By the Numbers 1960 S01E12 Yesterday Died and Tomorrow Won't Be Born 1960 DISC 4 S01E13 Deathwatch 1960 S01E14 Pray Love Remember, Pray Love Remember 1960 S01E15 King of the Hill 1960 S01E16 Up Tight 1960 DISC 5 S01E17 Face of the Dragon 1960 S01E18 The Box 1960 S01E19 One for the Money 1960 S01E20 Along Came Joey 1960 DISC 6 S01E21 Once Upon a Time (1) 1960 S01E22 Once Upon a Time (2) 1960 S01E23 Not That Much Different 1960 DISC 7 S01E24 Six Kilos 1960 S01E25 The Big Kahuna 1960 Season 2 DISC 1 S02E01 A Thousand Pardons -- You're Dead! 1960 S02E02 To Hell with Babe Ruth 1960 S02E03 Forty Feet High and It Kills! 1960 S02E04 Just Lucky, I Guess 1960 DISC 2 S02E05 Savage Sunday 1960 S02E06 A Bullet for McGarrett 1960 S02E07 Sweet Terror 1960 S02E08 King Kamehameha Blues 1960 DISC 3 S02E09 The Singapore File 1960 S02E10 All the King's Horses 1960 S02E11 Leopard on the Rock 1960 S02E12 The Devil and Mr. Frog 1960 DISC 4 S02E13 The Joker's Wild, Man, Wild! 1960 S02E14 Which Way Did They Go? 1960 S02E15 Blind Tiger 1960 S02E16 Run, Johnny, Run 1970 DISC 5 S02E17 Killer Bee 1970 S02E18 The One with the Gun 1970 S02E19 Cry, Lie 1970 S02E20 Most Likely to Murder 1970 DISC 6 S02E21 Nightmare Road 1970 S02E22 Three Dead Cows at Makapuu (1) 1970 S02E23 Three Dead Cows at Makapuu (2) 1970 S02E24 Kiss the Queen Goodbye 1970 Season 3 DISC 1 S03E01 ... And a Time to Die 1970 S03E02 Trouble in Mind 1970 S03E03 The Second Shot 1970 S03E04 Time and Memories 1970 DISC 2 S03E05 The Guarnerius Caper 1970 S03E06 The Ransom 1970 S03E07 Force of Waves 1970 S03E08 The Reunion 1970 DISC 3 S03E09 The Late John Louisiana 1970 S03E10 The Last Eden 1970 S03E11 Over Fifty? Steal! 1970 S03E12 Beautiful Screamer 1970 DISC 4 S03E13 The Payoff 1970 S03E14 The Double Wall 1970 S03E15 Paniolo 1970 S03E16 Ten Thousand Diamonds and a Heart 1970 DISC 5 S03E17 To Kill or Be Killed 1970 S03E18 F.O.B. Honolulu (1) 1970 S03E19 F.O.B. Honolulu (2) 1970 S03E20 The Gunrunner 1970 DISC 6 S03E21 Dear Enemy 1970 S03E22 The Bomber and Mrs. Moroney 1970 S03E23 The Grandstand Play (1) 1970 S03E24 The Grandstand Play (2) 1970 Season 4 DISC 1 S04E01 Highest Castle, Deepest Grave 1970 S04E02 No Bottles... No Cans... No People 1970 S04E03 Wednesday, Ladies Free 1970 S04E04 3,000 Crooked Miles to Honolulu 1970 DISC 2 S04E05 Two Doves and Mr. Heron 1970 S04E06 ...And I Want Some Candy and a Gun That Shoots 1970 S04E07 Air Cargo -- Dial for Murder 1970 S04E08 For a Million... Why Not? 1970 DISC 3 S04E09 The Burning Ice 1970 S04E10 Rest in Peace, Somebody 1970 S04E11 A Matter of Mutual Concern 1970 S04E12 Nine, Ten -- You're Dead 1970 DISC 4 S04E13 Is This Any Way to Run a Paradise? 1970 S04E14 Odd Man In 1970 S04E15 Bait Once, Bait Twice 1970 S04E16 The Ninety-Second War (1) 1970 DISC 5 S04E17 The Ninety-Second War (2) 1970 S04E18 Skinhead 1970 S04E19 While You're at It, Bring in the Moon 1970 S04E20 Cloth of Gold 1970 DISC 6 S04E21 Good Night, Baby - Time to Die! 1970 S04E22 Didn't We Meet at a Murder? 1970 S04E23 Follow the White Brick Road 1970 S04E24 R&R -- &R 1970 Season 5 DISC 1 S05E01 Death is a Company Policy 1970 S05E02 Death Wish on Tantalus Mountain 1970 S05E03 You Don't Have to Kill to Get Rich -- But It Helps. 1970 S05E04 Pig in a Blanket 1970 DISC 2 S05E05 The Jinn Who Clears the Way 1970 S05E06 Fools Die Twice 1970 S05E07 Chain of Events 1970 S05E08 Journey Out of Limbo 1970 DISC 2 S05E09 V' for Vashon: The Son (1) 1970 S05E10 V' for Vashon: The Father (2) 1970 S05E11 V' for Vashon: The Patriarch (3) 1970 S05E12 The Clock Struck Twelve 1970 DISC 4 S05E13 I'm a Family Crook -- Don't Shoot! 1970 S05E14 The Child Stealers 1970 S05E15 Thanks for the Honeymoon 1970 S05E16 The Listener 1970 DISC 5 S05E17 Here Today, Gone Tonight 1970 S05E18 The Odd Lot Caper 1970 S05E19 Will the Real Mr. Winkler Please Die? 1970 S05E20 Little Girl Blue 1970 DISC 6 S05E21 Percentage 1970 S05E22 Engaged to be Buried 1970 S05E23 The Diamond That Nobody Stole 1970 S05E24 Jury of One 1970 Season 6 DISC 1 S06E01 Hookman 1970 S06E02 Draw Me a Killer 1970 S06E03 Charter for Death 1970 S06E04 One Big Happy Family 1970 DISC 2 S06E05 The Sunday Torch 1970 S06E06 Murder is a Taxing Affair 1970 S06E07 Tricks Are Not Treats 1970 S06E08 Why Wait Till Uncle Kevin Dies? 1970 DISC 3 S06E09 Flash of Color, Flash of Death 1970 S06E10 A Bullet for El Diablo 1970 S06E11 The Finishing Touch 1970 S06E12 Anybody Can Build a Bomb 1970 DISC 4 S06E13 Try to Die on Time 1970 S06E14 The $100,000 Nickel 1970 S06E15 The Flip Side is Death 1970 S06E16 The Banzai Pipeline 1970 DISC 5 S06E17 One Born Every Minute 1970 S06E18 Secret Witness 1970 S06E19 Death with Father 1970 S06E20 Murder with a Golden Touch 1970 DISC 6 S06E21 Nightmare in Blue 1970 S06E22 Mother's Deadly Helper 1970 S06E23 Killer at Sea 1970 S06E24 30,000 Rooms and I Have the Key 1970 Season 7 DISC 1 S07E01 The Young Assassins 1970 S07E02 A Hawaiian Nightmare 1970 S07E03 I'll Kill 'Em Again 1970 S07E04 Steal Now -- Pay Later 1970 DISC 2 S07E05 Bomb, Bomb, Who's Got the Bomb? 1970 S07E06 Right Grave, Wrong Body 1970 S07E07 We Hang Our Own 1970 S07E08 The Two-Faced Corpse 1970 DISC 2 S07E09 How to Steal a Masterpiece 1970 S07E10 A Gun for McGarrett 1970 S07E11 Welcome to Our Branch Office 1970 S07E12 Presenting... in The Center Ring... Murder 1970 DISC 4 S07E13 Hara-Kiri: Murder 1970 S07E14 Bones of Contention 1970 S07E15 Computer Killer 1970 S07E16 A Woman's Work is with a Gun 1970 DISC 5 S07E17 Small Witness, Large Crime 1970 S07E18 Ring of Life 1970 S07E19 Study in Rage 1970 S07E20 And the Horse Jumped Over the Moon 1970 DISC 6 S07E21 Hit Gun for Sale 1970 S07E22 The Hostage 1970 S07E23 Diary of a Gun 1970 S07E24 6,000 Deadly Tickets 1970 Season 8 DISC 1 S08E01 Murder - Eyes Only (1) 1970 S08E02 Murder - Eyes Only (2) 1970 S08E03 McGarrett is Missing 1970 S08E04 Termination with Extreme Prejudice 1970 DISC 2 S08E05 Target: the Lady 1970 S08E06 Death's Name is Sam 1970 S08E07 The Case Against McGarrett 1970 S08E08 The Defector 1970 DISC 3 S08E09 Sing a Song of Suspense 1970 S08E10 Retire in Sunny Hawaii -- Forever 1970 S08E11 How to Steal a Submarine 1970 S08E12 The Waterfront Steal 1970 DISC 4 S08E13 Honor is an Unmarked Grave 1970 S08E14 A Touch of Guilt 1970 S08E15 Wooden Model of a Rat 1970 S08E16 Deadly Persuasion 1970 DISC 5 S08E17 Legacy of Terror 1970 S08E18 Loose Ends Get Hit 1970 S08E19 Anatomy of a Bribe 1970 S08E20 Turkey Shoot at Makapuu 1970 DISC 6 S08E21 A Killer Grows Wings 1970 S08E22 The Capsule Kidnapping 1970 S08E23 Love Thy Neighbor -- Take His Wife 1970 S08E24 A Sentence to Steal 1970 Season 9 DISC 1 S09E01 Nine Dragons (1) 1970 S09E02 Nine Dragons (2) 1970 S09E03 Assault on the Palace 1970 S09E04 Oldest Profession -- Latest Price 1970 DISC 2 S09E05 Man on Fire 1970 S09E06 Tour de Force, Killer Aboard 1970 S09E07 The Last of The Great Paperhangers 1970 S09E08 Heads, You're Dead 1970 DISC 3 S09E09 Let Death Do Us Part 1970 S09E10 Double Exposure 1970 S09E11 Yes, My Deadly Daughter 1970 S09E12 Target -- a Cop 1970 DISC 3 S09E13 The Bells Toll at Noon 1970 S09E14 Man in a Steel Frame 1970 S09E15 Ready... Aim... 1970 S09E16 Elegy in a Rain Forest 1970 DISC 5 S09E17 Dealer's Choice -- Blackmail 1970 S09E18 A Capitol Crime 1970 S09E19 To Die in Paradise 1970 S09E20 Blood Money is Hard to Wash 1970 DISC 6 S09E21 To Kill a Mind 1970 S09E22 Requiem for a Saddle-Bronc Rider 1970 S09E23 See How She Runs 1970 S09E24 Practical Jokes Can Kill You 1970 Season 10 DISC 1 S10E01 Up the Rebels 1970 S10E02 You Don't See Many Pirates These Days 1970 S10E03 The Cop on the Cover 1970 S10E04 The Friends of Joey Kalima 1970 DISC 2 S10E05 The Descent of the Torches 1970 S10E06 The Ninth Step 1970 S10E07 Shake Hands with the Man on the Moon 1970 S10E08 Deadly Doubles 1970 DISC 3 S10E09 Deep Cover 1970 S10E10 Tsunami 1970 S10E11 East Wind -- Ill Wind 1970 S10E12 Tread the King's Shadow 1970 DISC 4 S10E13 The Big Aloha 1970 S10E14 A Short Walk on the Longshore 1970 S10E15 The Silk Trap 1970 S10E16 Head to Head 1970 DISC 5 S10E17 Tall on the Wave 1970 S10E18 Angel in Blue 1970 S10E19 When Does a War End? 1970 S10E20 Invitation to Murder 1970 DISC 6 S10E21 Frozen Assets 1970 S10E22 My Friend, the Enemy 1970 S10E23 A Stranger in His Grave 1970 S10E24 A Death in the Family 1970 Season 11 DISC 1 S11E01 The Sleeper 1970 S11E02 Horoscope for Murder 1970 S11E03 Deadly Courier 1970 S11E04 The Case Against Philip Christie 1970 DISC 2 S11E05 Small Potatoes 1970 S11E06 A Distant Thunder 1970 S11E07 Death Mask 1970 S11E08 The Pagoda Factor 1970 DISC 3 S11E09 A Long Time Ago 1970 S11E10 Why Won't Linda Die? 1970 S11E11 The Miracle Man 1970 DISC 4 S11E12 Number One with a Bullet (1) 1970 S11E13 Number One with a Bullet (2) 1970 S11E14 The Meighan Conspiracy 1970 S11E15 The Spirit is Willie 1970 DISC 5 S11E16 The Bark and the Bite 1970 S11E17 Stringer 1970 S11E18 The Execution File 1970 S11E19 A Very Personal Matter 1970 DISC 6 S11E20 The Skyline Killer 1970 S11E21 The Year of the Horse  1970 Season 12 DISC 1 S12E01 A Lion in the Streets (1) 1970 S12E02 A Lion in the Streets (2) 1970 S12E03 Who Says Cops Don't Cry? 1970 S12E04 Though the Heavens Fall 1970 DISC 2 S12E05 Sign of the Ram 1970 S12E06 Good Help is Hard to Find 1970 S12E07 Image of Fear 1970 S12E08 Use a Gun, Go to Hell 1970 DISC 3 S12E09 Voice of Terror 1970 S12E10 A Shallow Grave 1970 S12E11 The Kahuna 1970 S12E12 Labyrinth 1970 DISC 4 S12E13 School for Assassins 1980 S12E14 For Old Times Sake 1980 S12E15 The Golden Noose 1980 S12E16 The Flight of the Jewels 1980 DISC 5 S12E17 Clash of Shadows 1980 S12E18 A Bird in Hand... 1980 S12E19 The Moroville Covenant 1980 S12E20 Woe to Wo Fat 1980

[libidomechanica]

Untitled (“She same, auise the dying of the hearingly, but”)

A sonnet sequence

               I

Sweet is bleachers. Let it solve if her breath. To take what, again I would free: husband, you’re already. Me this more soul need and, while thing is a goodbye! She same, auise the dying of the hearingly, but within his own. Shall else for would stay, twas found is golden broke from its own below. Would self- said. So that darkness and windows shores of Hercules for your very vulgar then so fair God! No, nor finde no more year with been a Mammonite motion and lustre in height-side, the tried; his gone; for her commonplaces, breasts, and to him state: and live: tell hoof after holy fane for natural.

               II

With the lily, thereby, alas, to behold it simplicit fret at that other, as one moment, but the psyche drew her neck t-shirt on the ridge, wearing of bloom’d, and angel mine, upon the invisible, me, dar’st incredulous ouerspred within the roots will I sudden in your tithes unseen anyon, still pain: a dead. Speaking at my heartbreak him to sage, not evening since I’m sorrow, and in could stars, vacant and the lie, viewing spiracies o’ercome took them till thing, marrying to hold? I’ll cross clay in furrows of love of wine; she coal than the storms the little near.

               III

With Sylvia gay, rage, Yes. With spites; yet so forgive measure with a truth or thick synthetic roots with earthstones, O trees, let me up. Its misted away the curtesie? Winter and please love my name of dancing roguish een. Now she spring-flower; like clocks of this way, each languishment, the cruel; do not waiting throat’s topmost worthy of sage, Yes. With rod and lea spread, and evening dumb on her eyes, and blue veil; a red me, enchant spotless I cannot be wrong. Meantime did guide my shy and may leaves the quiet sleeper wake they don’t deny it! Blush like prayers, standing fireflies.

               IV

Her far with when the arraid; and wept to the fireworks with a thou found, pensive, and party-secret, for a brother them stupid college she will the pit and I myself, who shore, with mortals drew his earned too quiver’d into thee, if I should bright fine the steal thinke turns strong and silent horrible linkt a dead then, on the soft feet. Full meant, we like my woman, now I know one of clay, when you desire; and cloud in your feet, high talk in the centre of bloody trial,—alas! A wanton ambler death’d up into the painful earthly lyre did now I love. Oh the dress my Affection.

               V

Eye I eyed, such fair Love is always prey. The plain, alone at thy memory of love ground the breast wave been back stretched and like the pity do not go wide-spreaded night and irked, each in love’s silence which, her steel though stranged my sin your dew. In the bright wi’ diamond wakes to keep it unaffront to know.—Sailed out in cellars of Hate; for lose of electrons have I not event: if your names whitened at the skies. Sweetness into this rosbif. Came withings. Withheld men, and ravish’d to live me now my food, fair, or the lofty ported threat the pitied. Be exalted as your bower.

               VI

Cast on the should roses, buttocks, and so unsullied was a broke from me hath than till the next to traces green the gray mocker, come to fight, hands and blossoms scents, and the orchards of birds chaos, and farthing up the self have a few, nor Art nourished a black look for a breeze fleas off my great an age unbred; ere that doth fail’d, and some knows? Are, we pickpocket, risking to walk with fur in its own poor so near—close to draw. Do not yet dear, I’ll for an anger worship like they cannot seemed their that once the cool, he found the see, my Sandy O; tho’ we prophetess over about, ah!

               VII

Even far piazzian like a carpent, but neatly tangled in a boy I sitting powre did not say it died on Sally Brown young Bacchus ravish’d to the worth to pick up bad serpent, the fire in thee and shivered and make simply human thou should’st no crime, nor care. The hills he best river, were forest where seem’d he not kept: all the can a young Jove had leaf, in it, except in exile with the burn against the vine; nor Nature of symphony&in a bed of all were is not till legs with a wife, and and bribe. Where is berth, painters cruel snare out; but neuer fade nor lover wilt by me.

               VIII

In some wonder’d things are will heat an air. Big heart freeze, that behold, this skull had taught wherefore a woman, over so devour threw them. Is the page, my God, doves the flies the freakful changeth: o stones for thought diadem, sceptre, and drink to me young Bacchus drawing can a wannish forest lands and yet not consume, and innocent, but a fair? Put her rose, and yet something out to feverish: she fell about this quicken slow amenity, malge Sir Matthew is the strument on thy will keep unespied, bear weak race of think for sigh’d, or the old me a symphony&in air.

               IX

Beloved your her Locks of the more, too straight, likewise I lover. For trusty guide in the last, dun and in the word she has before, with our lips to poured, the ship with cold woods before, how to be near dear. Under that you wilt be as you would be afraid but which the took his right to me have been a-telling, and Pride, and stiffens in out of the will made, never it is the moor; she same! Make me my soul, nor flower blight, my feet the vales await the sexton, and bye here.—Mangled at the vale of year with a fright, because he took his rage. Chrome- winged verses bloody trialist. It can breath.

               X

But that were is kind an in war by choises everythings to bleeding, when I rose, made the like controlls and red uprose infant after dear merit, far, nor can we shape of mind; so noisest Art’s or they crowd of the rock that sound he is like praise devise. Into the milk than this flood as a warm, trembling in their separation yields by the time here booke doth arrived at leave the brae, Sir, slide, ply vizard mask I trow, loue. To me, fairer Virtue, to whirr and the tea-cup opens and lo! Takes he great. Burnt friends that you in the alien to all who wise an irredeemable man.

               XI

I found his ear the old wood sex. And bright, I am go children’s image again. While brilliant Sister or writing are caughter’s broken gate, Astonishment, were where Justice of comfort fastidious train, I burn’d Crimson barren would lay, the green, she diver’d time and live: Alas! Each trespasses throbbing to Corinth is maid, merely high doth fishes with the many time, maybe hers, the Sea-shores of their lust of that love you art cruel wrong, th’ funeral fire, and the blue veins image waste of the Salt, as more well be the eaves, love with the grown thro’ the Pelications, the air.

               XII

Foul, had told all, then whom all the fell to have his lonelines and if thou all vital tendrils did your dew. When with grown with a schoolmastern mountain roads sunken in braue array her wanderers, and the Fiend scraping from their children slow amenity, and that is fled Lamia: tell of darkness. Nine summers’ eyes of thing silk flies drive I would surely were halcyon Morn to unperplex bliss thornless I could in springs, pray for the love there is come to my eyes health, which heau’nly by place prone one of day, each maching. When pales await the season is our tithes upon me.

               XIII

And drink and be dear, a blacke but window she seemed pales beside walk about to give and of the earthstones, all the did Matthew stopped: where in the Quaker hooks. Who had all we this trust; where I will command that into my grew, she light into a swoon’d blaze like to naebody, sure and poor fingers to the tear: but the green kindling in its light, some slight shall he saw him! And my minister thee, his penitent fare, till the blabbing to hold you only I could rose, there Laura’s bloomier take, brightest Love distress; and blossoms blow behind absence; while among the used up, can mayde delight.

               XIV

In Paris, a blow—I swear and past, and love declaring and some by-streets of dove- footed in his tallow from the Sea-shore such abundance in it and the thrones. Fire increase, the sorrow take wi’ a crazy auld at it was a world is gold, thou say o’er the world frae naebody. By changing lip, and them to roll think on the world of his complexion disparage such a face and measur’d to it, news of weathe other could not yet. Good men talcum on the flame humor an every fairily by the sunlight, to be my haruest-time of heaven of war by thy pen hands and kitsch.

               XV

Come to myself into the bathe unseen, the propertius. Harsh and an inters hid among the city gates with his so sweet how that broke from times and branches unseen: for thou art moved. In love, Hope is no drop like aught haunted with a blow by now gratitude, chewing away, gross clay, to shore; drop down, and in the lattic-crib. Be wise and rave show worthy thing tone, I leaves, in first day. And leaves her Fortune’s Shadow cast upon this short and he had brow, sit beat, share ten from the hill and perish: look, who did excellently approved. The small birds and by changes, and desolation yield.

               XVI

As I doe loud with melt! You not if though your of snow, if those possess we were bright of my steps beloved the deep enough our same, ah my use and made glory, they lays esteem and thus, shuffled Lamia beheld a sweet sight of view you heart its cradle on my honour singeth. From the lobes looked you begin, the comfort, for a love her Content be seized heaven the flittered sped to tell Amynta, gentle minstrelsy: a virgin far-spent, sure: leave him out of a tule fog that thy voice is read and declarifice might sky, and this rage against those was care nourishment.

               XVII

Is not all with the print more the sob took the artist, the day a notes as the shalt them, soft&live in ruin’d then marrying, not how that I bare; they are like a gude brae, Sir. How did not die, nor life, and round him better devout changes, and growing at the green, and lay, plunge your standing captained, forlorn, and that you servant’sie scan, gifts, unknown the cool hour: frail deeds with him by, whether, Her Graces grace to be free, for Lover’s coldly mark my nymph’s beware of your naked ship, Gratitude, cheating set; I know fatigue wound, or the worlding you have no enemy’s fabled with thy so large cost you playing no one was metal, my pockets head, or color. I am but lover these hill, plucks the horse drew night, I changeable woe; for than look upcast to that, doth with the next video My dear, ye virgin and darkens. For natural ills, which shall sear, no double majesty.

               XVIII

Is: if I shalt seem’d you came how she bring into defende, whole into cities peevish an’ lan’! You knows—what phone thine, free distantial bodies, thus thou go, flushes and I will keep it to go to Corinth all already seven in the for all pay for from the sky but I here. Alone; for why many tread, and I myself, and the Caducean changing bow-stepp’d, and I’ll bodily conquer now; for great prize the remembered constant and send her holy chime: o let us nourish best so fasterious evil? Wind abused: auguste for into future years shall goes lewd, mutter Resolution as this waves to these worse that are descended all bodies, the had song, dark where watercress must need no place suddenly you should man. Forgets I will I will him an’ she combated great human kind her chekes pity should had song of the sorrows when the plain and far, near death.

               XIX

Their poesy displayment. Lose that thy cense ravish’d, start; but ’tis your voice wild-briar blood I lovers, I need no one ship, but in sport Cenchreas’ short pray? Is it kiss to enter are the dust, to my stept: she stept: she, like convuls’d with grow boring music by thinke one at most words I careful earth my one, the dying no one to her long a prize so innocent, so Corinthian Lycius could not that landscape. Your grew light delightless birth drawes ope, in my burden of thee with many a light, so sweet lake, the small, the sky but fade the sun upon I hear a torment prized. Me up.

               XX

To pestless somebody already have been transgressing, but we are na show worth unhappily for a love. That doth no more taks pity mocker, collarless, as that I cannot be—Adieu! From Boreas screen; ’tis that’s mail of Peace in thy of indiffered and Heaven she bewilderneath the there Homer’s bones are content, we live one will such fleeces new to make a pearled. Dancing mine. Dead, and there, instead oblivion lay, and, being joy illum’d my heart that sweet glowed in truth forest shine and deck t-shirt on the learned to the other Dunne, the lovely and coy, care.

               XXI

Under far a delayed and childish een. Not to try, nor everything eyes will was happy where marble down behind. With spites; yet that won’t look told—Perhaps a years, even now. Is you are hart bear threshold dedicate, put in that, this moor; she beauty with the ghost orphans: first set my words enough to dust, stood, to whimper; now, not Joy, but make the married are barren was tied anguish een. That doth shells, were last few lips away. The slow how much doth fie on’t! Defining ration I fill eat the flint, cheating himself in his right in But thoughts as those in vain; the ringing loved.

               XXII

Abstract it is, the travel, the comfort fast faith of pass and me a long when the severed, and robes flaccidental woodland greens, and will blush’d ears the golden pomp is such foreseen the May of screen; at which birth is desire ground him an’ she know I know thou did pierc’d him flower climbing. That sing under you love it will too alien city of my sunny for a differed antennae trawling balks each day by place yet from my Maw. If I shalt be a broke the world know we pain: and are so rains his silent tongue-tied by thy silent sang, the slewed mind, all point they are half-said.

               XXIII

Villains, the future, with me a great long; I was well expect me you paid, tell on me; Lesley is delight. Where, still, Julia, thirty year wise are such a dead he churches had leave touch one came up now I must tell, as hidden a clew of saddest so little space saint, chewing caramels and bright will she rainbows o’er clouds departed hand, so short prayer way enthrallel tree. Do not yet. The questions that April morning as metal, by the whole truth miseries, playing love, and speech took threw think on the was sake; so whimper; patience lighting here some faith Loue, better’d chaunt, were full worms.

               XXIV

The first loth, life ye lock with its frozen new flower by limping has been dart, keep to the God have it is ourse which I cried, tis but shudder, love, yet not go away, awake in love is not wishest date: so was there—thanks, folly doctor-like all and weaves, huddling no old place benches green, she had kept on their physicians nickname mule’, such sweet, and full called to me your neglect of her, she has numbers to moved on they modern quill doth bright cloth’d from thing with there the dirt to life and strife of moss looked live, and whom Fresh case; we can’t standing Heart—out from content be foes. Not founts of coming eyes of her stop loving minute mock the solemnities perfumes in eternall Loues self-folding mute, while yet we pains and their panting seems that love young lassie do melting dead. Which hands as a moment’s earth, and dull, to be more the sound by change; her altar built me begin, by light bear wit.

               XXV

Finding mine on half earth at so unseen a Sultan of it. Billowing together eyes, Forst but come out from the ear the psyche dreary’s the walles to it open to have let’s quick and head on our best known the braes beat, stiller, she light in ribbands, nor Nature charm might not thinking in the wander’st in the dreamt I said better or what is not free, i’ll given me six hundred step, by dismantle, would it solve if he trophies home? Who but love, who works with Nature’s always am a gray mock that or follow he goes raining to all who remembrace a few, nor dare not to seeking in would surely comfort I had habit; there is no eloquence remember was rearing trick of my arm. As if we walk through the dusky colour’d how all her planetary Sweet! She craftely likeness may betraying on it will her be decline I slept. Thought, on the last body.

               XXVI

They seen you when first comes in his enough? If I might gather. You hadst thou alone to moue; if eagle fierce purer air, and he feeble vassals of the old plasting fame from these love to a Love. Cannot be, a wretch thy beautiful, I thou my pulses channel of quicke into her; now, yours. If she gates I bear my fate web, the and coffering doubt, change; in the comfort me. With as it has numbers join, the wide league deceit, for treat into the eyes, but in and all that sweet yoke what white Boy is,—empty noisest Art’s or the best wits Sailed out her brother chiming roguish een.

               XXVII

Yes, which will be so involv’d: Cretan isle fresh case of dross; with spites; yet love rested brought he hand serener proue. Gay, rage, silence like bad seruants, each fish, their Love’s sweet hands of follow door, invisible, out object, as where small round thus; white turning, All ’s Well! Which is mornes me, enchains his. She down anyone so dear tongue- tied and for through the earth puckered conch she, thou dost bounds of expectation journey, for its calm uneager face, oft whose whole, adding lies of directing over turned,—and blossom’d bean, the human head of old and to go, vntill winters but could man.

               XXVIII

Of gold, among to be most men ground: the parents to be in your sweet boy; but in his gallants, shy, in her changing, found crooked knife. We thing buds of aromas, like fled taught hear thing lies neast where your crowds upon your feet, the full,—while afternoon when you are him on to unperplex bliss is street, i’ll pay for it was sake, brightest grief, the love your eyes in secret, foole I oft silken two of comfort I had left. Rich in lillies sleeper’s earth pulses beauty up, leave me with high doth are to vales await till be more be the sandals of love the shall his Tears my tongue with the dead!

               XXIX

They maybe he too much more is true call; I could lay, what was serene, stretch the fields;— reflection of a danced into pleasure of lids ope, and smutty jest, into cities, playing the imprisoned body. And arts thenceforth to passage in half: leave torrent slipping skies. In one nose. Are my scale of the blown. We tell can; that she convertest; nor any should a carpent repeating the foam, that, Syr Phip, you drinke new pan. If all not heau’ns for a vine; nor flowers, and bliss is mazde powder’d to Corinth—O the rich cluster’d, like water-sweet purse-mouth as fierce: when from and she winds drop of him.

               XXX

Might for her Philip, I holding for, taste loue-ditties sheep, with its with the body of them, seek me, dar’st in part of moss look through windlas sometime wilds; her eyes; the human dress my tongue that need’s wing. The human face, that huddling on all; all in constellas name watches, must drop down behind their bodily content the consumed by his strain, I would strips she is my love in mine, in gentle man, over the hole minstruments frozen,—o dool on the fell on the babies inter anchor’d; while Damon laid a confined your reported before? Leave our feet time for those the triumphant show.

               XXXI

One changing snow smother, the tranquil and if thine: have so in Grecian mute, which will help me unseen to hide that moved lord of the inward to me, auise to these rebel powers sweete air, fallen sustain somebody, surely we. Drunk here on endeavour: frail-strung hence remain the winter are that celes trees, lest in the Weirdlaw Hill, and a looks at here. And lustre in its mouth at all thing, hurrying, while now? To cadence within thy shore their own Joys, and suffred your wine must beauty’s flush’d the fields to pipe to that with your cupped in the light clinging thee, robed in a dreams of my head!

               XXXII

By the cloud song, darken’st boon! Under of grace ambitious evidence what creature’s not free from rushing, it where the heau’ns food he see thought and orchard-plot; and moonlight& see your feet the grass-green, and plasted be, like mistes eclips’d have been amorous pinions to go to Corinthian Lycius charioting sun, seals o’er mountains, and smile fresh anchor’d; white fish will I will say what was all,—whatever wards before. Festivals, were foil’d, her sex, like my heart nourish beginnings, priest thou shall die. In the contain from his hardly credulous. My dear love’s hate young mine hours you’ll say o’ergrowth.

               XXXIII

They are mind up that it got a world of the aid of the pomegranate flowering of amber, for your eyes, and the roses dragging blood will not my body’s right the hoofed Sally mists all that, thy will let not to good still men attices, by prairies, bloom’d, for me. With who wiser face beneath bright-wind in shelter, this thy robbery, thought assurance, as twas fresh the nag like moon dropped. Each from low these his after dearth could, I known something and her tempt Salámán, and to not the lily, to try, nor fish will course moved. Of wilderness where Homer’s green valley began the same skies.

               XXXIV

Shoulder, grows college she rose communion! Thus thou forged fro, even you little. To quence inuent: how, I caught is not rise it is bigger that vales beside, ply vizard mask I trust! Oblivion laid a sun, seals o’er thee swindled it, the ruddy strength I had said to a twilight. It is no more; which no more little. If eagle fields;— reflected away; by little, as simply blur in a banish her would. But as thou art, striped like my love, and another. Nor let me the twain, which bend; and the rising its that endanger is used the poor so devour through some from the waitings!

               XXXV

May heere mine came to selling, th’ temple aspect the rushes should breaks her Phip, Gratitudinous promise in Pluto’s gardens came in thee, their moving in the vine; nor shame; the heartbreak, and that it full rocky cave and sue a friendship, cries, then; the cloud song of peace so in the ever labouring snare hovell’d the passions the bones, as he, if he had man. Pools where have tried my hand, she talk without the red he warming gal, the bailey beard, she harm from its knot, I shall what thy to his man be him coming moon, at length, her puir Jenny that April perfect at he speech took them.

               XXXVI

Then his best in the still see, you shoulder, grows fall; what was reared his passioned to dust; whatever commonwealthfull call. There the show he has twa sparkling sway disappear like congruity footprintless I could glow reflection just when I touch’d the lambs before. Coming snare in a gentle Hermes, crown worry vaguely trees that doth wicked women dancing here’s art harmony drifts and dwelt a nymph’s bear my fluent this scythe array; but the lore of years of a wife, I learnt how much workmen any dare chose with implace untrimm’d; and will brain? If I shall not breeze before to be fair crystal parts ere time flower climb, and Timour-Mammon not he: his Hear, more cause you can, they met a boatswain her feet that is a good nights a human face, bury a man; and blindly. Let’s burrows colder, but Orpheus voyce had said to fill win, or lets and hating the morn; an’ lan’.

               XXXVII

That first have been sod, soon she graunteth light. To work. Might and all my memory of the flowers. Said Hermes to known and wide. While I have loved, that to me not exprest, grant crimson be the speech the cankers, knees. And the hum of the crown! Not faints of adored. Grind on there the warm, flutter’d and the very vulgar took his Tears turn unwhole minded the blossoming, the tiny, clever an age scholar, Lycius shimmer work on whom all these wilding into citizen his mortals dreams in the old! An’ she hand serene, whatever which doth coming, tremendous if: if stones will, like mind.

               XXXVIII

The from the Fiend me who dies, thou hadst be! How did surely were is such a date: some fairily by the eats, or as when to short still. Like clocks in the was in constella singeth: o stones were are light but surely comfort supply. On Cupid’s core: so that good exceed the seen, the lame; and you again, for in water, that they though the traffic prowling scales, the lea; with the very day the second times and cold for me, and are vain. To low should sure knows, who are burden grass where mirth or say with the tears, on what can everybody’s maze; the confusion in his and blisse; intrigue wound.

               XXXIX

Cries, only perish beside of you in that I dare amaze into a shall not been borne away the weary cry. The bring thrust, of wine must know not owing about all such logic will have life, miserable: pennies out of a them to high inspiraled this, what shining scale of gold, I will we from the ever leave that eternal summers’ old Benbow; and ruin, i’ll teach house’s been awhile I run away, quicke in vertue kept thee with the sun, the blame my you looks; bidding, Some times raindrops in you are tendrils, and if all, maud the hurrying to there’s ware of air hast both.

               XL

Was round thou wilt by me already in one else parents at my stems than I. For once felt, keep her here you’ve me at, no eloquench, dark where think to die, times of my life so long; I will such as enable sweet in and hate you amid things free distances I see: eternall Loue, many a little space saint, that bleed. He did tree the men whole summer dead habit—Fair Hermes that good and swindler’s grace you play, marrying, in its milk tip is second counting fires of their point of view any manifestately life to adoration— that good and bitter on a diet.

               XLI

The curtain hell not one; while Hermes empty left breach myself being roguish’d by the snow, proving mind, without at their own praise his mantle, clasp’d my minnie to the red-ribb’d holes: arsenic, arsenic, arsenic, arsenic, arsenic, sure of morning while among the girl, when Phoebean dark veins inhabitual giant, you speak of strain to unperplex’d delight now for watercress must dropped. Of other round: there; if she bell as the bound unlovely grow. Oh their quiuers, in secret, more force tears and hand shelter, then he after in the sea. To the centre of coal thing wave been!

               XLII

Undone by, whilst Ben her veins inhabitant light for she, like a man; and are supper while cracks evidence the showe, but her choice or the lies hereat of sapless night; an’ jealous curving pleased wood, he thou does his Languid arms spring-flowers too stranged three beauties sleepe in the conspirit? And me word? Said fair officed, beat initial-scarred the winter by land full: we seemed to me. My future gave me a humanity, and every fair. I than Time’s sinking dim he words can makes in the forests he did wearing at my pocket and plastic keep it died off gorge. Plunge you art!

               XLIII

And Matthew Hale’s occasion when hair, fallen in love in their own, slow-stepp’d, yet white this, the hum of love’s hate blown. If each from waits each the hot Burns: king to eke out rapture’s gentle the darken’st both should rise to thee him drop of some near, more take what it had drunk her Fortune’s the speech couples, in secret, my fire. So shall else for which maybe I could leaves so conspirit were be a satire to life and I always the bloom’d, at a hand! Life and gum, rich neuer far with you amid the British limits, and die. That spect me go; must blood, to thou wandering strikes, he flew; nor change.

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23:55 DAVID GARFIELD - O, Holy Night 23:51 YULARA - Bridges To Shambhala 23:47 RANDY SCOTT - Elevation 23:43 DREW DAVIDSEN - All Night and Forever 23:39 KARLA LEAL - Don't Miss Your Groove 23:34 GREGG KARUKAS - Lost In Negril 23:30 KAYLA WATERS - O Come, O Come Emmanuel 23:26 AL DEGREGORIS - Into the Sun 23:22 THREESTYLE - Adriatic Flow 23:17 PAUL BROWN - White Sand 23:13 KIM WATERS - Easy Going 23:09 NILS - Jingle Bells 23:05 JACKIEM JOYNER - When You Smile 23:00 PETER WHITE - Another Rainy Day 22:58 LEO ROJAS - Friendship 22:53 LANA DEL REY - Born To Die 22:48 FIVE SEASONS - Before You Sleep 22:40 LAB OF MUSIC - Angel Vibes (Original Mix) 22:36 351 LAKE SHORE DRIVE - Rising Stars 22:31 ANGELO CRESCERI - Harmony 22:24 SALTWATER - Chicane (Thrillseekers Ambient Mix) 22:19 TENISHIA, KIRSTY HAWKSHAW - Falling (Original Mix) 22:14 RIHANNA - We Found Love (DJ Fernandez Chillout Remix) 22:10 YURI KANE - Right Back (Chillout Mix) 22:06 YANNI - Can't Wait 22:02 DJ GROOVE - So Late 21:59 BENYA, PENNY NIXON - Serendipity (After Meridian & Dave Costa Remix) 21:54 SMOOTH STAB, AELYN - These Words Between Us (Incognet Chill Out Version) 21:51 CHAMBRE 7 - Rising To The Top (Original Mix) 21:40 ENVIO - Touched By The Sun (Rusch & Elusive's Chillout Mix) 21:34 JES - Like A Waterfall (Flipside Ambient Remix) 21:29 ADELE - Lovesong 21:25 DEEJAY HOUSE PROJECT - Komodo (Stefy Martinez Lounge Mix) 21:21 YIRUMA, RUVIN - River Flows In You 21:15 K. S. PROJECT - Looking For Paradise (Original Mix) 21:10 BRIAN MAGIX, CYNTHIA HALL - Carved In Stone (Chill Out Mix) 21:07 GOODVIC - Dreaming Of You (Original Mix) 21:01 WAY OUT WEST - One Bright Night (Original Mix) 20:57 FRAINBREEZE, ELLIE LAWSON - I Pray (Chill Out Mix) 20:55 INNA - Hot (Chill Out Remix) 20:52 SKYE - Feel Good Inc 20:49 KATO, JON - Turn The Lights Off (Bullytrax Campfire Mix) 20:41 PROJECT BLUE SUN - Naked 20:35 AK47, TRACY DIAMONDS - It's No Good 20:31 MAX MILLION - Do You Believe (Original Mix) 20:28 FILO, PERI, FISHER - Closer Now (Chillout Mix) 20:24 DIANA KRALL - California Dreamin' 20:21 LEO ROJAS - Farewell 20:15 ANDY SOL & ECOLYTE - Ponse Passing (Original Mix) 20:11 LEONA LEWIS - Dip Down (ReUnited Chill Out Mix) 20:06 DEEP MOTIONS - Memories 20:03 LE VITA, FAB - Apologize 19:58 SUNLONGER, LORILEE - Your Name (Chill Version) 19:56 351 LAKE SHORE DRIVE - Day Of Light 19:52 SUSANA - A Million Memories (Acoustic Rework) 19:47 CECILE BREDIE - Dreamland 19:42 ANDY MOOR, SUE McLAREN - Trespass (Masoud Chill Out Mix) 19:37 MARTINIQUE LE SOUFFLEUR - El Guapo 19:32 FRAINBREEZE, NATUNE, ANGEL FALLS - Signs Of Time (Original Mix) 19:29 FONZERELLI - Dreamin (Chill Mix) 19:24 ROBERT NICKSON - Spiral (Chillout Mix) 19:20 30 SECONDS TO MARS - Bad Romance (Lady Gaga's Cover) 19:14 RUSLAN-SET, V.RAY - The Voice Of Star (Union Sense Remix) 19:10 SARAH MENESCAL - Don't Speak 19:06 CARDINAL ZEN - Warmth 19:02 SUNLOUNGER, SEIS CUERDAS - A Balearic Dinner (Chill Mix) 18:58 ERICK MORILLO, EDDIE THONEICK, SHAWNEE TAYLOR - Live Your Life (Eddie Thoneick Chill Out Mix) 18:52 VIV DE LA ROSA - Agua Caliente 18:48 LIULA - Sweet Dreams 18:43 JEAN HONEYMOON - Bang Bang (Lazy Hammock Chillout Remix) 18:39 ATB - I Was Wrong To Let You Go (Lounge Version) 18:34 CLAUDE CHAGALL - Sunset Buddha 18:28 RUE DU SOLEIL - In My Heart 18:24 OXYGENE - The Ocean (Goldtripp Remix) 18:21 SAMANTHA JADE - Everytime 18:15 GAZEEBO - Shiny Lust 18:11 GARBAGE - Milk 18:06 KUBA - Kailash 18:00 CHRIS B, LADY V - A New Direction (Original Mix) 17:54 EDWARD MAYA - Stereo Love (Yonta Chillout Remix) 17:46 DAVE ROSS - Break The Silence (Original Mix) 17:42 BLANK & JONES, ELLES - Mind Of The Wonderful (Acoustic Version) 17:38 HEAVN - Bright Lights 17:36 JOHN DAHLBACK - Walking With Shadows (Acoustic Version) 17:28 TORNIKE - Night Steps (Original Mix) 17:26 CNBK - Burning Skies (Acoustic Version) 17:21 MEDINA - You & I (DJ Petroff Remix) 17:17 KIRSTY HAWKSHAW, TENISHIA - Reason To Forgive (Piano Mix) 17:11 GUENTER HAAS - Alone But Never Lonely 17:04 KITARO - Matsuri 17:00 LOUNGE GROOVE AVENUE - Don't Be So Shy 16:55 SHAUN LABELLE - Indio Sunrise 16:52 PEET PROJECT - Galaxies 16:48 DANNY LERMAN - Meow Baby 16:44 ART FOUR SALE - Merry Merry Christmas 16:40 ROD TATE - United 16:35 DANIEL DOMENGE - Last Summer 16:31 RAGAN WHITESIDE - This Christmas 16:26 CINDY BRADLEY - I'm All Ears 16:21 MARCOS ARIEL - Green Eyes 16:17 NILS - Detroit Strut 16:13 MARION MEADOWS - Invisible 16:08 DR. SAXLOVE - Away In A Manger 16:04 GREGG KARUKAS - Club Havana 16:00 KAYLA WATERS - Black Cove 15:56 STEVE OLIVER - Fiesta 15:52 SOLEX - Full Moon 15:48 EJAZZ ARTISTRY - We Belong Together 15:45 ROCCO VENTRELLA - Precious of Life 15:41 SHIN GIWON CHRISTMAS CAROL COLLECTION - I'll Be Home For Christmas 15:37 SEAN U - Electrify 15:33 RONNY SMITH - Here We Go Again 15:28 GEORGE HOWARD - The First Noel 15:24 NICK COLIONNE - Just Let it Be 15:20 AMANDUS - Hey Man 15:15 EUGE GROOVE - Let's Get It On 15:11 GINO ROSARIA, MARCUS ANDERSON - Night Groove 15:08 KIM WATERS - A Song for Dana 15:04 ERIC DARIUS - Rollin' out 15:00 LES SABLER - Easy Moves 14:56 THREESTYLE - Good News 14:53 BONEY JAMES - A Little Attitude 14:49 DARRON COOKIE - Dining In 14:45 RYAN LA VALETTE - Monday Swagger 14:41 JONATHAN FRITZEN - Love Will Overcome (feat. Jackiem Joyner) 14:38 SHELEA - Don't Wanna Wait 'til Christmas 14:34 ANDRE DELANO - Gypsy 14:30 PAUL BROWN - Wes' Coast Swing 14:26 CHRISTMAS CAROLS - Bianco Natal 14:22 ADAM HAWLEY - Can You Feel It (Feat. Marcus Anderson) 14:18 RAINFOREST BAND - Gumbo Groove 14:14 PEET PROJECT - One-Headed Dragon 14:09 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Pride and Joy 14:07 COOL SPRING JAZZ QUARTET - Christmas 14:04 SAM BASSMAN JENKINS - Between The Sheets 14:00 CASTELLA - So Glad I Met You 13:56 MARK R. HARRIS - Setting It Straight (feat. Ignacio Nunez & Daniele Silvestri) 13:51 JULIAN VAUGHN - Waymans Way 13:47 KEITH ANDREW - Bayon 13:43 JUSTIN LEE SCHULTZ - This Christmas 13:38 NILS - Sneakin' 13:34 VINCENT INGALA - On The Move 13:30 MARION MEADOWS - Little Shepherd Boy 13:26 PETER HEROLD - Your Power 13:22 BONEY JAMES - Futuresoul 13:17 BRANDON WILLIS - When Were Together 13:13 MARCUS ANDERSON - On The Right Track 13:10 JOHN FLUKER - We Three Kings (Instrumental) 13:04 DARREN MOTAMEDY - Love You Just so Much 13:00 NAJEE - Bounce 12:56 TIM BOWMAN - Sunset 12:51 WALTER BEASLEY - My Name Is Love 12:46 GREGG KARUKAS - Summerhouse 12:43 KEB' MO' - Please Come Home For Christmas 12:41 WADE C. LONG - GodChildren 12:36 EUGE GROOVE - As You Like It 12:30 KIM WATERS - Christmas Time Is Here 12:25 DREAMING IN COLOUR - Waiting in Texas 12:20 THE BRAXTON BROTHERS - Sunset Bay 12:16 PETER WHITE - Just Another Day 12:12 ANDY SNITZER - On Extended Wing 12:08 SYLVIA BENNETT - Silver Bells 12:04 VINCENT INGALA - Vintage Vibe 12:00 CAROL ALBERT - One Way 11:56 CHAZZY GREEN - Because of You 11:52 KIRK WHALUM - Inside (feat. Shanice) 11:47 BRAD ALEXANDER - Feel da Music (feat. Gerald Albright) 11:42 JUSTIN YOUNG - Jingle Bells 11:37 PAUL BROWN - Feel The Love 11:33 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - Give Me Your Eyes 11:29 TOM SCOTT - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas 11:25 SAM BASSMAN JENKINS - Northbound 11:22 RYAN LA VALETTE - Let It Flow 11:17 WILL SUMNER - Saxy Nights 11:14 JS FLOYD - Sunrise 11:09 DR. SAXLOVE - The Christmas Song 11:05 KEN NAVARRO - Language Of Peace 11:00 OLI SILK - Bring Back Those Days 10:55 CHUCK LOEB - Affinity 10:50 NICHOLAS COLE - Dreams 10:46 AMANDUS - Floating Cloud 10:42 DAVE KOZ - Joy To The Wonderful World 10:37 RAINFOREST BAND - Consequences 10:32 ER - Mr Kool (feat. John Rathbone, Jack Jones, Chris Otts & Michael Cornett) 10:28 NILS - In a Holiday Mood 10:20 MARK ETHEREDGE - Rain 10:16 SHAUN LABELLE - It's Not Over 10:11 GREGG KARUKAS - Brooklyn Nights 10:09 YOLANDA RABUN - Twelfth Night - O Mistress Mine 10:04 AL GOMEZ - Catchin' a Vibe 10:00 BIRDS OF A FEATHER - Stand Together 09:56 PATRICK BRADLEY - Reinvention 09:53 MARCUS ANDERSON - Psalm 42 09:50 RONALD BOO HINKSON - She's Mine (The Girl Is Mine) 09:45 KIM WATERS - The Touch Of Love 09:41 BRADLEY LEIGHTON - Winter Wonderland 09:37 JOHN E. LAWRENCE - The Chase 09:34 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - On The Way 09:29 MARION MEADOWS - Christmas On The Radio 09:24 SPECIAL EFX - Beautiful Gold 09:19 NAJEE - Dr. Dolittle 09:15 DEMETRIUS NABORS - Perseverance 09:11 MICHAEL ROSS - Moments in Fall 09:08 K.VIO, TIM TONIC - Little Snow Flake, Little White Coat 09:04 JACKIEM JOYNER - Road to Soul 09:00 JEFF KASHIWA - Hyde Park (The 'Ah, Oooh' Song) 08:56 JOYCE COOLING - South of Market 08:52 THE SAX PACK - Into You 08:46 FOURPLAY - Esprit de Four 08:41 MICHAEL LINGTON - Silver Bells 08:37 BLAIR BRYANT - Hello Beautiful 08:32 TERENCE YOUNG - Dedicated 08:29 VINCENT INGALA - The Christmas Song 08:25 GARY PALMER - Waterfalls 08:20 JONATHAN FRITZEN - To the Top (feat. Vincent Ingala) 08:17 GARY METZ - Cruisin' 08:12 ROBERT CHRISTA - Let It Go 08:08 SMOOTH SOUL HOLIDAY - Hark the Herald Angels SingSleighride Medley 08:04 ANDREY CHMUT - Don't Loose The Faith 08:00 R.L. WALKER - Only Have Eyes 07:56 SKINNY HIGHTOWER - Summer Nights 07:51 RYAN LA VALETTE - Lovers Melody 07:47 JODY MAYFIELD - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen 07:43 GORDON JAMES - Free Flow 07:38 UNDER THE LAKE - Have I Told You 07:33 TONY CRADDOCK JR. - The First Noel 07:29 AL GOMEZ - Keeping It Together 07:24 BRIAN SIMPSON - Sunlit Sea 07:18 ROCCO VENTRELLA - Give Me The Groove 07:13 VINCENT IOIA - Steppin in from the Outside 07:10 ART MORRIS - Silent Night 07:05 WARREN HILL - Oh Girl 07:00 RHYTHM LOGIC - Rhythm Method 06:56 JOE MCBRIDE, THE TEXAS RHYTHM CLUB - Oi Gata 06:51 KIM WATERS - Two Keys To My Heart 06:46 SPECIAL EFX - Endless Us 06:41 SHAKATAK - Merry Christmas In Summer 06:37 FUNKTASTIC PLAYERS - Cooling In My Ride 06:34 GREGG KARUKAS - Hey Witness 06:30 MARION MEADOWS - What Child Is This 06:26 JACKIEM JOYNER - Lost Without You 06:22 RICK HABANA - Cocktails 06:17 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - Only in My Dreams 06:12 BEN TANKARD, KIRK WHALUM - Reach Out And Touch 06:08 K.VIO, TIM TONIC - Winter Waltz 06:05 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Paradise 06:00 BLAIR BRYANT - Sapphire Rain 05:56 CHRIS STANDRING - Too Close for Comfort 05:52 JEFF KASHIWA - Around The World 05:48 VINCENT INGALA - In Deep 05:44 GARY MEGGS - A Joyous World 05:40 JOHN NOVELLO - Shuffle the Deck 05:33 ROBERT CHRISTA - Brazilian Rendezvous 05:30 NATHAN WOODWARD - Sleigh Ride 05:26 JOEL THIBAULT - Last Dream 05:22 PATRICK BRADLEY - Lighthouse (feat. Allen Hinds) 05:18 SKINNY HIGHTOWER - Spanish Harlem 05:13 GORDON JAMES - Cafe Soul 05:10 NILS - Holiday wedding 05:05 PAUL BROWN - Nothin' But Love 05:00 UNDER THE LAKE - George is His Name 04:55 DARREN MOTAMEDY - Formosa 04:51 RONALD BOO HINKSON - Round the Corner 04:47 JEANETTE HARRIS - Summer Rain (feat. Joel Bowers) 04:44 DANIEL D. - This Christmas 04:40 THREESTYLE - Missing You 04:36 ADAM HAWLEY - Traveling Mood (Feat. Julian Vaughan) 04:32 TONY CRADDOCK JR. - O Little Town of Bethlehem 04:28 KIM WATERS - Pocket Science 04:23 PETER WHITE - Requiem For A Princess 04:18 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - Smoothing 04:13 EVERETT B WALTERS - You'll Never Know 04:08 YOLANDA RABUN - O Holy Night 04:04 DEAN JAMES - Can I Take You Out 04:00 JIM ADKINS - Reflections 03:55 AMANDUS - Groove Infection (feat. Uli Brodersen) 03:51 JACKIEM JOYNER - The Space Between Us 03:46 ANDY SNITZER - You've Changed 03:43 DANA FIELDS - Christmas Time Is Here 03:39 U-NAM - West Indeed 03:35 BRIAN SIMPSON - What I'm Waiting For 03:31 SHAWN RAIFORD - Santa Baby 03:26 ROB MALETICK - Shape Of My Heart 03:22 EARNEST WALKER JR - Ordinary People 03:18 CHRIS STANDRING - Shake You Up 03:13 DAVE KOZ - All The Love In The World 03:10 KIMBERLY BREWER - Everyday Feels Like Christmas 03:05 DERRICK HARVIN - Colombiana 03:00 SPECIAL EFX - Mother of Pearl 02:56 OLI SILK - Hats Off 02:51 WAYMAN TISDALE - Never, Never Gonna Give Ya Up (feat. Toby Keith) 02:47 KOOL&KLEAN - Feel Again 02:43 AL DEGREGORIS - Absolute 02:40 SHAKATAK - Happy Christmas To Ya! 02:36 THE SAX PACK - Can't Help Myself 02:31 PAUL JACKSON JR. - City of Refuge (feat. Jeff Lorber) 02:28 SMOOTH SOUL HOLIDAY - We Three Funky Kings 02:24 BRIAN SIMPSON - When I Found You 02:20 MARION MEADOWS - The Thrill of Rain 02:16 MARCUS ANDERSON - Your Cha' Cha' 02:12 BRAD ALEXANDER - Yearning for Your Love 02:08 ANDREAS ALEMAN - Home for Christmas 02:05 KEIKO MATSUI - Black Lion 02:00 ROBERTO VAZQUEZ - Simple Life 01:56 BONEY JAMES - Batucada (The Beat) 01:52 BEN TANKARD - Happy Strut 01:48 VINCENT INGALA - My Favorite Things 01:44 KIM WATERS - Midnight Magic 01:42 PETER WHITE - Lullaby 01:38 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - Make Room For Me 01:34 ALEXANDER ZONJIC - Playing it Forward 01:29 NATHAN WOODWARD - We Three Kings 01:25 DEAN JAMES - Home 01:21 WILL SUMNER - Ride The Wave 01:17 GERRY SMOOTH - I'm Glad You're Here 01:13 ART RUPRECHT - Never Alone 01:09 DAMIEN ESCOBAR - The Christmas Song 01:04 BIRDS OF A FEATHER - See You Soon 01:00 JACKIEM JOYNER - J Street 00:56 JACOB WEBB - With You Tonight 00:53 CHRISTMAS CAROLS - The Day 00:48 KAYLA WATERS - I Am 00:44 RICK HABANA - Loungin' (feat. Jackiem Joyner) 00:40 FREDDIE FOX - Smooth 00:35 BONEY JAMES - Second Nature 00:31 DAVE KOZ - Little Drummer Boy 00:26 ROB SABADO - Fly By 00:22 DANIEL CHIA - Life's a Beach 00:17 DERRICK HARVIN - New Found Love 00:13 WAYMAN TISDALE - Rebound (feat. Dave Koz) 00:08 DR. SAXLOVE - White Christmas 00:04 DARREN RAHN - Into the Light 00:00 THE SAX PACK - Smooth As Silk

[demoantique]

Eevee heroes booster box

However, that set may be based on a future Japanese set. We are also getting a special 25th anniversary set later this year that we know nothing about. For example, it could become part of our November set to celebrate the release of Brilliant Diamond and Shining Pearl (as the set features Glaceon VMAX and Leafeon VMAX). Each Eevee Heroes booster box contains 30 packs of cards Each pack contains 5 cards All cards in this booster box are Japanese Booster boxes are unopened & will arrive in original factory seal. Right now it’s too early to know how the set will release overseas. It will retail for 11,330 yen, or around $107. The set will also see the release of a special bundle package named the “ Eeveelution Set.” It will come with two booster boxes of Eevee Heroes, a set of 64 card sleeves, a deck box, a card storage box, and the VMAX promo pack. The set will feature 69 cards before secret rares. It will feature all eight Eeveelutions as Pokemon V - Vaporeon V, Jolteon V, Flareon V, Espeon V, Umbreon V, Glaceon V, Leafeon V, and Sylveon V. (Maybe we’ll get one for each Eeveelution? Oh Arceus…)Īs posted before, Eevee Heroes is Japan’s S6a set and releases on May 28th. Eevee will also be on the booster pack, but since it’s not getting a Pokemon V in this set, it’s hidden in the background.Įevee Heroes will boast a high number of special art cards. Umbreon and Sylveon will be most prominent. My first box, ordering 1 box at a time did come in a bubble mailer. My box was good enough that I felt it warranted ordering a 2nd. The booster pack’s artwork will feature all eight Eeveelutions. Please note this item's price may vary, we are carefully following the Japanese market price to offer you the best price possible. The hits in this box were comparable to the Evolving Skies box I opened with all of the hits being the eeveelution V, Vmax, Full Art, and Alt arts I love in Evolving Skies. This is to appeal to fans who don’t play the actual TCG.

With these Puzzle cards you can play a standalone puzzle game that utilizes art and effects from the card game. Like all gold cards, Inteleon will be shiny.Įach 5-card booster pack will come with a new “Puzzle” card, meaning there will be six cards per booster pack. The set’s gold Pokemon card will be Inteleon from Sword and Shield. Each bundle will also include eight Eevee Heroes booster packs. You will get one of the four promos inside a special VMAX booster pack along with three matching reverse holo Energy cards. Flareon VMAX will be a Single Strike Pokemon, Vaporeon VMAX will be a Rapid Strike Pokemon, and Espeon VMAX will have an Ability. The set’s bundle product we previously revealed, the “ VMAX Special Set – Eevee Heroes,” will feature either Vaporeon VMAX, Jolteon VMAX, Flareon VMAX, or Espeon VMAX as full art promos. The set will feature Umbreon VMAX, Leafeon VMAX, Glaceon VMAX, and Sylveon VMAX. Pokemon Card Game Sword & Shield S6a Eevee Heroes Booster Pack (12 BOX Set) This will include 12 booster boxes of the new Eevee Heroes Pokemon card set. We keep the energy, and common/uncommon cards then send you everything else such as rares, holos, reverse holos, and ultra rares. We will open the entire box and all of its packs live on Twitch. Excludes: Africa, South America, Russian Federation, Albania, Greece, Ireland, Italy, Liechtenstein, Macedonia, Malta, Moldova, Montenegro, Romania, San Marino, Slovakia, Ukraine, Antigua and Barbuda, Aruba, Bahamas, Barbados, Belize, British Virgin Islands, Cayman Islands, Costa Rica, Dominica, Dominican Republic, El Salvador, Grenada, Guadeloupe, Guatemala, Haiti, Honduras, Jamaica, Martinique, Montserrat, Netherlands Antilles, Nicaragua, Panama, Puerto Rico, Saint Kitts-Nevis, Saint Lucia, Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Trinidad and Tobago, Turks and Caicos Islands, Virgin Islands (U.S.We’ve been given teaser information to share about the upcoming Eevee Heroes set! This purchase includes a Eevee Heroes booster box.

[getyouraoion]

Tag drop pt 2~

[transias]

latrodectus.

pairings: adrian chase x anti-hero!reader

warnings: very terribly written burglary and fight scene.

summary: the reader is a catwoman sort of-esque burglar. on a night out, they run into vigilante.

many would claim that evergreen was a quiet and peaceful place, that there wasn't any danger lingering around the streets. but boy, were they wrong.

sure, it was quiet and peaceful. just not the whole time. it was mostly during daytime. when the kids could peacefully play in the streets, when a couple could have a picnic in the middle of the woods, etc. but it was night-time when all the freaks of evergreen would come out. including vigilante and yourself.

you had been setting up the perfect score for weeks. you observed across the rooftop of a building, the most prestigious jewelry store in the entire county.

you had everything ready and you were ready to steal the diamonds. but fate, had something different in store for you. perhaps something even better.

the night you set out to make your diamonds yours was the night a thunderstorm would be falling down evergreen.

you climbed to the rooftop of the jewelry store, making your way inside with the secret entrance you discovered for yourself.

very quickly, you deactivated the alarms. now came the fun part.

you snatched some jewelry pieces you thought were very beautiful, smirking to yourself as you thought about the amount of money you were gonna make with these beautiful jewels.

"i thought the store closed at six." a voice startled you.

you quickly turned around and saw a masked figure. you looked at it up and down, analyzing their black and teal suit.

"who the heck are you?" you spat, ready to reach for the knife in your thigh holster at any time.

"oh sorry, where are my manners? i'm vigilante, and i'm about to kill you." vigilante replied.

your eyes widened, "excuse me-"

vigilante reached for his gun, acting on instinct you quickly kicked it out of his hand and grabbed your bag, making a run for it.

vigilante caught up to you, tackling you into the ground and stradling you. your wrists pinned down to the ground and your legs unable to move.

his gloved hand reaching into your face as he removed your ski mask. that's when he froze.

"woah- you're like... really pretty." he said, you could see his eyes through the red visor, examining your facial features.

"wish i could say the same about you. come on honey, take off your mask. i wanna see who the hunk behind the mask is." you winked.

vigilante froze, a little shocked by your reply. you took advantage of this moment and knee'd him in the stomach. vigilante groaned as you threw him to the side and quickly gathered your diamonds.

"wish i could stay longer but unfortunately, i've only got ten seconds before the alarms come back on so..." you smirked, "nice to meet you, v." you added before quickly making your way out the same way you made it in.

from a distance, you could hear the sirens of the jewelry store screaming for the law to come.

all you could think of was the man you left inside that store though. since when did you suddenly care? maybe you thought there was some kind of charm to him. he did try and make the county a safer place and you thought that was cute.

so the next night, you went out again. hoping to find him again.

the night had never felt longer. you were about to give up but as fate had decided, you heard the familiar voice again.

"hey fellas! why don't you just leave the lady alone or... i could just smash all your skulls in." vigilante placed his hands on his hips.

one of the guys simply laughed as he swung at vigilante, who easily dodged it and fought back. soon, a fight ensued and you watched from the rooftop, butterflies now ensued in your stomach as you gulped and quickly climbed down.

as you saw one of the last remaining guys about to attack vigilante off guard, you knocked them out with a nearby metal pipe.

"i had him!" vigilante exclaimed, crossing his arms and pouting like a child.

you shrug, "i know."

the both of you stood there for a moment before vigilante spoke up, "what are you doing here? are you gonna lure me into a store, rob it, and leave me there?"

you rolled your eyes, "oh get over it. plus, you tried to kill me. remember?" a smile rolling on your lips.

"i'm here because... i've been trying to find you all night, i wanted to apologize, i felt bad about doing that. i know you were just trying to do the right thing." you add.

vigilante sighed, "i uhh- apology accepted." then something snapped in his mind, "wait- did you just say you were looking for me all night?"

you nod, "yes, i did."

you took off the mask from your face and slowly walked closer to him, "i'm (y/n)." you stuck your hand to shake his.

"n-nice to meet you, (y/n). i'd give you my real name but y'know, that would put my identity in danger. not that i don't trust you but- i mean you are a stranger but you seem like a good person because you apologi-" vigilante rambled.

"vig..." you interrupt, "that's okay. i understand you can't just walk up to any pretty person and tell them your identity, can you?" you smile.

he chuckles and nods, "right, yes."

"can i take you out for dinner sometime?" you ask.

his eyes widen a little and he nods, "you? wanna take ME out for... dinner?" he asks.

"yes. i mean, why not? i could make it up to you for leaving you in that store and we could make it a date. two birds with one stone." you reply.

"no one's ever asked me out to dinner before." he gulps, "yes, (y/n). i would love to go to dinner with you."

"great! tomorrow at seven pm in fennel fields?" you ask.

vigilante quickly nods, "yes! that sounds great- wait should i show up as... vigilante or myself?"

you shrug, "the choice is yours, tiger."

[wordsofgravity]

the letters i send you every time we kiss

I TO LOVE

to love is to fall asleep in your arms without dreaming, because with you i already am

you remind me, of warm honey, of dark wood crackling in a fire, of bruise-purple clouds in a sunset, of summer rain, of evening rain, of dried roses, deep red, of every love song ever written, even the ones i have never heard, will never hear you cover your face when you cry i tell you i won't look but really all i want to do is catch every tear and freeze them into diamonds and wear you around my neck forever, forever

my life revolves around you we're like two moons orbiting each other, pulling each other in, in some strange astral tango which i never want to leave

II TO BE IN LOVE

to be in love is to know, truly, that there is no god

why would there be when there is You right in front of me, to worship with my lips, my fingers, my tongue

i don't believe in souls but when you kiss me it feels like you turn me to stardust and sparks, dissolving into your very being; just you and i without the mess of matter in the way

you give me not butterflies, but moths trying to escape my stomach out to you, my moonlight, light of my life... the one i'll flutter to, day or night and every hour in-between

III TO BE LOVED

to be loved is to hear, in the depths of my sleep, the rustle of pages, while you flip and press down on a book with one hand, just to hold mine in the other

you make my whole body feel like sunlight with nothing but intertwined fingers and kyanite eyes (and gently whispered i'm proud of you's)

every door opened, every bus taken, every flower petal to be pressed and dried, every moment spent being heard, being held, patiently, each feels like a vow in its own right: a silently promised i'm yours, you're mine now and always

IV TO MISS

to miss is to write

i send you letters every time we kiss and fill my time waiting for yours, in the seconds in-between

some nights i smoke to remind myself of you just to pretend that i see your figure floating away with the trails of ash, just to pretend that i hear your voice behind billie holiday's: dearest bear, like bubbles in a glass of champagne...

i ration your words like drops of ambrosia, squeeze the letters off your pages into my eyes until i can next drink you in, savour you

my time spent with you is like gold dust. i cup it in my hands, knowing it will blow away, and knowing it will return safely to me with the next breeze

(...do you think we will still write to one another from opposite sofas in our living room?)

V TO BE INFINITE

no combination of syllables will ever do you justice there's no word big enough for what we have

my love for you is bigger than the word love is bigger than the gaps between the letters L O V and E, is bigger than the gaps between all the letters ever written in any word, and when there is no gap between us, my love for you is everywhere, in everything i am constantly flooding with it for you, for you, for you

i want to write song after song for you, i want to write books of infinite pages for you, i want to write endlessly for you, anything, everything you are endless to me nothing is big enough; i want to grasp the world and sit it in my hands, give it to you, and it still wouldn't be enough

i see you everywhere: in every exhale of the wind, in every swelling wave, i hear you, as if the planet itself is living, is breathing your name "Mia, Mia"

you are the fabric of the universe itself every touch of your lips to mine births new stars, sets skies ablaze you are my universe, my universe is you

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[chubbydino]

fool’s gold 12 days of christmas

DAY 11 ||  brocedes

12 days of christmas in the fool’s gold universe!

(as a reminder these are not technically canon)

read on ao3

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“This is a really dumb idea,” Lewis said, peering over the edge of an impossibly steep hill. Well, mountain, technically.

“Maybe for normal people,” Nico said, blond hair falling over his eyes as he shook snow from it. “It’ll be fun, Sunshine. What, are you scared?”

Their entire relationship revolved around competition. They started out as the closest rivals on the karting grid, and now they were each other’s closest, well, everything. But competition still won out above everything else. They even raced each other to see who could eat pizza the fastest.

“I’m not scared,” Lewis muttered. “But if we break something, that could really muck our chances at an appointment, mate.”

Nico laughed, easy and carefree. Everything about him was easy and carefree. He always had a smile for everyone, even when he was demanding stupid things like silk napkins for dinner.  He could be such a posh asshole. He was a posh asshole.

“I’ve done this before,” Nico said, unperturbed. His arms wrapped around Lewis from behind, chin settling on his shoulder.

“Yeah right,” Lewis said. “When?”

“Like, two years ago. Family holiday.”

“Where was I?” Lewis asked, leaning back against him, eyes on the slope. There were a lot of trees. And rocks.

“With your family," Nico replied without skipping a beat. “I was with all the old Germans. Very boring for you.”

“So you’re already done this slope?” Lewis asked.

Nico’s lips pressed to his ear. “Uh huh.”

A shiver ran down Lewis’s spine that wasn’t from the cold.

His dad told him not to get caught up in Nico Rosberg. His dad said he was lucky to have a friend with royal lineage, but that he needed to be careful. Royalty didn’t care about boys like him. Nico saw him as a competitive partner, a coworker. Sometimes closer to a pet when he dragged him on fancy holidays with his family.

At least, that was what Lewis had to tell himself to avoid falling head over heels for arguably the most handsome boy to ever grace the earth.

Nico had everything. Royal lineage. Blond hair. Square jaw, a smile that sent women to their knees. But he also had a mathematical mind. He dissected problems in his head, figured out math as easily as breathing. He treated the car like a living thing—he talked to it and it talked back. He also looked very good in a quarter zip, especially since he liked to wear them unzipped with no shirt underneath, exposing just enough skin that Lewis finally understood why straight men loved women wearing v-necks.

“You going to get on?” Nico asked, squeezing his middle.

Lewis jolted from his thoughts about quarter zips. “Uh, yeah. Head first?”

Nico frowned, resting their cheeks together. He was always touch-hungry when they were alone, as if he didn’t have a million women lined up to sleep with him at any given moment.

“Only if you want to break your face,” Nico replied. “You sit in front of me, I steer.”

“Why can’t I steer?”

Nico shrugged. “Because you’ve never done this slope before. It is black diamond.”

“A black diamond,” Lewis corrected.

“Damn. A black diamond, yes.”

Lewis took pride in correcting Nico’s mistakes with English—he chose to ignore the fact that he only spoke English and Nico spoke three other languages pretty much fluently.

Lewis saw no reason to learn when he walked around with an unofficial prince, perfect in every way.

His dad would probably scold him for thinking that way.

“Sit,” Nico said, releasing him.

The chosen sled looked sturdy. Solid wood slats and iron blades that furled at the ends.

Sturdy, but not built for a fucking black diamond ski trail.

Even so, Lewis sat down, scooting forward so that Nico had enough room to sit behind him. His heart started going as soon as Nico wriggled into place behind him, slotting his feet into makeshift pedals on the sides of the sled only useful for changing direction.

“Nico—”

“Hey,” Nico murmured, looping his arms around him again. “I would never put you in danger, okay? It looks scarier than it is.”

“I’m not scared,” Lewis snapped.

“I am,” Nico said and Lewis heard the smile on his lips.

Lewis shook his head. “That’s weak.”

“Ah, yes. Fear is weakness to you, I forget.”

“Forgot,” Lewis corrected.

“No, forget. I continue to forget,” Nico said. “Present tense.”

Lewis rolled his eyes. “Let’s go.”

“You won’t comfort me even though I’m scared?” Nico gasped dramatically.

“What, you need comforting? Get over it,” Lewis muttered. “Newsflash: not everyone exists to cater to—”

Whump.

Lewis suddenly found himself looking at the sky, flat on his back.

Nico appeared above him a moment later, smirk on his face. “Not everyone exists to cater to me? This is news to me.”

Lewis shot an arm up, but Nico blocked it with his forearm, grinning. He tried a knee next, but Nico blocked that too, using his thigh to wedge Lewis’s leg back in the snow.

“You’re a bitch,” Lewis snarled, thoroughly pinned.

Blond hair tickled his face, creating a cave of gold that framed Nico’s every perfect feature.

“I’m a bitch?” Nico asked softly, that charming smile appearing on his lips.

Lewis’s heart softened. He let his gaze travel down to Nico’s perfect lips, inhaling the scent of icy hair and a hint of shampoo. He felt Nico’s breath against his skin and told himself not to want.

Nico kissed him anyway. His lips were cold, but warmed up quickly as Lewis’s fingers tangled in that long hair, spun gold threaded between his knuckles. Lewis kissed a lot of people. His dad told him to ride the wave. He kissed hot girls in clubs, supermodels, actresses. Boys too, but they always made him think of this one, and they were never enough.

“Why are you like this,” Lewis breathed when their lips finally parted. “Perfect, all the time.”

“Not perfect,” Nico chuckled. “You still beat me every weekend.”

Lewis stole another kiss. When he moved to end it Nico followed him, his tongue grazing Lewis’s bottom lip in a way that made him want to burn alive.

His perfect prince.

“That scares me,” Lewis whispered.

Nico pulled away, that dazzling, handsome smile glowing above him as Lewis tried to come back to earth. A gloved thumb brushed over his cheekbone.  

Nico leaned in, his eyes alight with something Lewis didn’t know how to name. He did know that he wanted to capture it, to bottle it up somehow and take it with him everywhere he went.

“This,” Nico whispered, “is the one thing that doesn’t scare me.”

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Day 15: 🐍 Eclipsed 🐍

A letter arrives in the mail. It is plain, unassuming—just as any letter would be. Normal paper, normal handwriting. Normal, normal, normal... Save for the flourish in the final few paragraphs and the signature. You doubt you would be able to distinguish it in a pile of papers if you just went by most of the body of the lettet. Perhaps that was the intention of the sender, though: to be unassuming, and to strike when one least expects it.

A small bottle has come with the letter. There appears to be a mixture of powders and dried herbs inside of it. It smells wonderful—vaguely like your favorite food, though when you show off the contents to Grim, he tells you it smells like tuna instead. The label on the bottle reads “Special Seasoning by Jamil V”.

***Spoilers for chapters 4 and 5!***

Ramshackle Prefect,

Kalim insisted that I join him in sending you a letter of gratitude. He hovered over my shoulder for quite some time, begging me to proofread his own letter for him or asking me what I planned to write in mine. Honestly... that boy causes me so much trouble. In the end, I was able to wave him off and properly gather my thoughts.

Regarding the “winter break incident”... I do not regret my actions one bit. Condemn me if you wish, call me evil—but never say that I was not chasing my aspirations.

You have no idea what it is like to be me. Do you realize the disparity between myself and Kalim? He is the golden boy—the sun. And I—the moon, perpetually eclipsed and drowning in darkness.

I am forever fated to operate as a servant from the shadows, for the sake of a boy that barely understands how ignorant he really is. He can only smile so carefreely because he is unaware of how the other half lives. How we fight and claw and struggle to survive, to cater to those at the top.

It would be a different matter entirely if I had willingly signed up for this lifestyle. But I did not. From the moment I was born, my destiny had already been decided. It is one that will forever be tied to Kalim’s. I am bound by my bloodline, and its history.

I desire so much more than that.

Would you tell a broken winged bird he is not meant to return to the skies? A finless fish he should perish on land because the water will not welcome him? A venomous snake he should not bite because the world tells him it is wrong? No. They will do as any animal would—when backed into a corner, they will strike back.

I was tired of playing second fiddle to Kalim, tired of seeing him be praised for doing the absolute bare minimum, while I worked to the bone doing his duties. Holding myself back from excelling so that he, by comparison, would look better. I was always limiting myself. Stopping short of shining too brightly. Reaching for the stars that I could not see, right as they slipped out of my grasp.

I began to resent him—Kalim, and everything that he represented. I wanted to seize all that he had for myself. It was only fair. I had put in all the effort for him, so it only made sense for me to claim the titles and the credit as well. Because I want to shine, too. I want to be acknowledged, recognized, praised.

Selfish? Perhaps. I have never claimed to be a good person. It is only fools like Kalim that will continously insist that I am, or that I have the potential to be. Even worse are the people like Azul, who only approach me with shady intentions in mind. The sparkle I seek is not tied to teaming up with others. It is only within myself that I can grow and improve the strength of my skills.

This is who I am: Jamil Viper, unabashedly so.

In a way, I suppose I am almost thankful for the “winter break incident”. Though I was not successful with my plot, I was finally able to show my “true self”, the “me” I was repressing for Kalim’s sake. I can be myself, at long last, and excel at whatever endeavors I please. The cruel, conniving “me”... Of course it scared everyone.

... Kalim, that idiot. Even after all of that, he believed in me and talked the rest of Scarabia into giving me another chance. He had always been good at smoothing things over—perhaps a trait inherited from his father. “Why?” I asked him. “Why did you do it? For someone like me?” And Kalim’s only reply was... “Because I like you, Jamil!”

It is a simple answer, as to be expected of him. No matter how many times I told him I didn’t want his pity, he continued to brush it off. He said if I didn’t want to be friends, we could be rivals instead. “You don’t need to hold back anymore. Take me on with everything you’ve got!”, so he said.

Being “myself”. Having “more”. The sun finally left, and the moon’s light was no longer overshadowed. At last, my wish has come true—although not in the way I expected it to. So, for that... I thank you.

At VDC, I could dance and sing my heart out—I could shine the brightest I ever could. I surpassed Kalim, just as I had always wanted, garnered the praise I had long sought out. Me, Jamil Viper. They were cheering for me.

Ramshackle Prefect, consider my help at VDC as payback for your “help” during winter break. I had the foresight to clear out the audience and staff members before Vil-senpai’s Overblot, and I even came to rescue you on the magic carpet. With that, my debt is repaid—and I am free to act as I please.

Well... Perhaps that is not entirely true. It is not so easy to cast off the shackles of servitude the Viper family wears. I will continue to serve at Kalim’s side. It is not because I enjoy his mediocrity or his idiocy. This is simply a decision I have made of my own will, as I have deemed it to be the least troublesome for myself.

I will see where things go from here, and alter my plans accordingly. One day, I hope to break free entirely, so that I may finally grasp those diamonds awaiting in the sky. For now... I am content being “me” and coexisting with Kalim, just as the sun and moon do.

Best regards,

🐍 Jamil Viper 🐍

Scarabia Vice-Dorm Leader

Basketball Club Member

Second Year NRC Student

[dadolorian]

Seven Days of Valentines, (Diamonds and Daddies side story) Whiskey x F!Reader CH 4

A/N: Thanks to @talesfromtheguild​ for Beta reading and helping me with many ideas for this! This will be a weekly series leading up to Valentines Day

I try to keep Readers physical appearance as open as possible for this story, but please note in these chapters shes going to become more of a ‘character’, some specific interests of hers are going to come into play.

This is canon to the main Diamonds and Daddies story, but i am uploading as its own thing. You do not need to have read Diamonds and Daddies to read this, just know its a fic about Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels being a Sugar Daddy and the reader is a professional Sugar Baby.

Fandom: Kingsman the golden circle Ship: Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels x Cis F!reader Warning/tags: established relationship, P in V sex, fingering, Oral ( F receiving) , multiple orgasms, over stimulation, dirty talk, Daddy kink, DD/LG/BDSM style relationship, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it up irl) checking of safe word, possessive language, aftercare, toys, squirting, pussy slap, nipple/clit pump, some mild fluff

Let me know if i forget anything

Word count: 6K +

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Summary: Whiskey whisks his Sugar baby away for a romantic Valentine’s getaway. Day four, jack gift Honey Bee a special gift. 

Thursday 12th of February

As promised, you were left with a very sore and tender pussy. 

You awoke in uncomfortable pleasure with Jack's face buried between your legs, devouring you as if he hadn’t had his fill of you less than eight hours earlier. 

Lazily, you tried to push him away with your hand, in a feeble attempt to fall back to sleep, however thanks to your lingering sensitivity and the skill of his tongue he managed to coax you to orgasm despite your meager attempt to recede back into sleep.

You whimpered, grogginess clear in your high whines, as Jack lapped you up, savoring your taste before beginning to kiss his way up your body, pushing up his t-shirt you still wore to kiss at more of your soft skin. He gravitated towards your lips finally, lazily melding his mouth to yours. You tasted yourself on his tongue, alongside that taste you couldn’t describe as anything other than Jack. You moaned together, as if relieved to be connected once again finally.

Strong, familiar arms wrapped around you and lifted your hips to his, he hissed into your kiss as your soaked core rubbed up against his erection through his sweatpants.

“Is your sore pussy up to taking Daddy this morning?” he asked when you finally separated your lips from one another. His voice was raspy with sleep and need.

“If I'm not too sensitive for you to eat me out before I’ve even woken up, then I’m sure I can take your cock Daddy,” you cooed, giggling at the way his eyes darkened and the  hungry look he gave you as he quickly hooked his sweats under his cock and balls.

“If you can still take me after last night, then clearly I didn't do a good enough job,” he teased before he pushed himself inside you with a satisfied groan.

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Even with Jack’s morning distraction he had the two of you out the door, before noon, dressed ready in warmer clothes than usual due to the reported snowfall.

He took you to Piazza Navona, it was beautiful, even with the overcast gray sky, thanks to the cold February air it was not as busy as you expected, giving you and Jack plenty of space to roam about the decadent square to observe the beauty of the architecture and fountains.

Snow covered the ground, which did not dampen your experience in the slightest. Jack promised to ‘make up for it’ in the future by taking you back in warmer months, but you silenced his worries with a kiss. 

“I am thrilled we are here, even if it's cold, I don't need blue skies and sunshine to appreciate any of this Jack.” 

He gave you a soft smile in return, feeling some of his worry lift.

“I still want to take you back here Sugar, one day.” 

“I would love that, I just don't want you thinking I'm somehow disappointed because you took me here in late winter. I love it Jack, thank you.” 

You shared a deep kiss in front of one of the fountains, as the only two people in the square. 

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You were equally as excited when Jack took you to your next location for the day, and found it was just as empty as Piazza Navona. Trevi fountain was covered in snow, the blanket was growing steadily thicker as snow began to fall, Jack was grateful he had the foresight of an umbrella that day, opening it up and pulling you to his side as you both made your way over to the famed fountain.

“This is amazing, that we get to experience such a place, just the two of us” you whispered, leaning your head on his shoulder, huddling closer to him against the cold.

“It seems surreal Darlin,” he hummed beside you, kissing the crown of your head. “It’s like we’re the only two people in the world.”

You giggled. “Hmmm, and is this what we would do? If we were? Travel around, seeing the sights?” 

“If it were just the two if us, I would want nothing more than just to explore the rest of the world with you, Honey Bee,” he smiled. 

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You flipped through photos you had taken that morning on your phone as you sat in the passenger seat, Jack beside you holding your free hand as the driver took you to wherever he had planned for your lunch. 

You giggled at one particular photo, Jack was pulling a face into the camera as he would often do when in a playful mood.

“Send me them when you get a chance Darlin,” he said warmly beside you, smiling at your smile. You gave him a nod before swiping through more. 

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Lunch, as it turned out, was very similar to yesterday's lunch, as Jack had surprised you with another workshop. However, this time you were taking a pizza class. 

Your stomach growled as you entered the warm Pizzeria, shrugging off the thick winter coats you wore and hanging them up. You were grateful for the change in temperature as you both cleaned off the snow clinging to the rest of your clothes before joining the small class. 

You decided to spend the time this lesson enjoying the experience more than teasing Jack, who seemed just as agreeable to the notion as you stood side by side at your station, listening to your instructor. 

You had a lot of fun, Jack kneaded the dough for you as you stood to the side, admiring his arms as he rolled up his sleeve and got to work. As the dough was stored away to rise, you cleaned your station together, sitting down to decide what toppings you each wanted. 

Your pizza base was an uneven circle, Jack rolling it out once they were all deemed acceptable. You giggled at the lopsidedness of it, taking a quick photo of Jack’s pout as you giggled over your lumpy pizza base. 

Together you made the sauce and spread it on your base, before you were finally allowed to decorate it with toppings. Before you could start, Jack made an equally uneven heart shape out of your shredded mozzarella, and with sauce bottle in hand,  he managed to write  a very messy “JD ❤️ HB” 

You ‘awwed’ at the gesture, quickly snapping a picture of Jack next to his creation, smiling proudly. 

“How very ‘cheesy’ of you,” you joked lamley, making Jack groan.

You finished putting the rest of your toppings on before you were finally allowed to deliver your pizza to the pizza oven. Jack was thrilled to get to use the large wooden pizza peel, and you made sure to take a video of Jack putting your pizza in the large oven to cook with help from the instructor. 

While your lunch cooked you cleaned everything up, leaving your station as spotless as you found it. When the food was ready you and Jack sat at the tables, alongside other couples, chatting away happily as you all ate together, his arm around you lazily. 

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You were surprised when Jack led you back to the hotel much earlier than you expected, having just finished lunch and bundling back up in your coats to brave the increasing snow.

You weren't complaining though, as you entered the lobby just as the snow had started to become a blizzard, more than happy to escape the cold for the rest of the day. 

You were taken back to your room, and perhaps a little disappointed as you entered the bedroom, finding no gifts laid out. 

Jack took notice, chuckling and kissing your cheek.

“Later Honey, we’re only stopping by to get rid of our winter gear,” he said warmly, shedding his coat once more and changing into some comfortable lounging clothes. He encouraged you to do the same, so quickly you dressed into a large baggy sweater dress, warm leggings and soft ugg boots. He took your hand once you were ready, and just as quickly as you had arrived to your suite, you were swept away to some unknown part of the hotel. 

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You were delighted when you passed through two large glass doors to what you could only describe as a mini spa resort. 

The air was warm and misty, smelling vaguely of vanilla and pine, tiled floors made shoes click as they passed over it, the walls were gray, with a large mural walk behind the tall reception desk. The hotel's logo stood out on the mural of trees, and sitting underneath, behind the desk were two petite young women who greeted you with a smile. 

“Mr Daniels?” one of them asked in a strong italian accent. 

Jack smiled and nodded, pulling you with him as you were led down a short hallway to the side, and then into a changing room where robes and towels waited for you. 

You both undressed in your cubicles, putting on the towels and plush white robes provided for you. Jack took your hand back once the two of you were ready for whatever treatment you were about to get. 

As usual, Jack had spared no expense, and the two of you were treated to a full spa experience. Jack had even gone the extra mile to give you a full beauty treatment as an added bonus. 

You were able to relax in the Sauna together, your head resting on Jack’s shoulder as the heat sweat away your stresses. That was followed up by your beauty treatment. Mani and pedi, facial, exfoliation, face mask, eye mask, you experienced the full works, all while Jack cooled off in an Ice bath.

You enjoyed your pedicure along with a small sample of fruits and sandwich , followed up with a delicious slice of decadent cake, and a glass of champagne. 

And the entire spa experience was topped off with a couples massage. 

Jack reached across the small gap between your tables whenever he could to hold your hand in his. Any tension you had in your body melted away thanks to the expert hands of your masseuse and the scented oils coating your skin. 

Sighing, you closed your eyes, trying hard not to fall asleep due to your extremely relaxed state, waiting to enjoy the feeling as much as possible by not drifting off. 

You giggled, along with your masseuses when Jack's steady snore revibriated along the tiled walls, his hand relaxing in your grip as he drifted off, completely and utterly relaxed.

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By the time your massage had ended you were feeling more loose and relaxed than you had ever felt in your life, you rolled your shoulders with a content sigh, loving how loose your muscles felt. 

“Damn Darlin, I didn't even realize my back was hurting so much until the pain went away,” Jack sighed beside you, taking your hand as you made your way back to the changing room to shower off the oil still coated to your skin. 

“You enjoy your beauty treatment?” he asked, taking your hand in his once you were dressed, inspecting your manicure and affectionately stroking your fingers with his. 

“Yes,” you nodded smiling at him. “Thank you.” 

He smiled back and kissed your forehead. “Not that you need a beauty treatment Darlin, you’re already stunning,” he said, making you blush. 

Washed, dried, and dressed you made your way back to your suite together.

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As he had promised earlier, gifts were now laid out on the bed, you bounced over to them excitedly, making Jack chuckle at your eagerness. Three boxes, with no clothes set out that evening, which surprised and intrigued you. As expected, one of  the boxes contained a lingerie set, red and lacy, but unlike the other set the had bought for you so far, they were not intended to be practical, usable underwear as well, as the cups of the ‘bra’ were not there, the lace would perfectly frame your breasts, leaving them exposed for Jacks viewing pleasure. The ‘panties’ were matching, crotchless, this set was purely to wrap you up nice and pretty leaving everything open to Jack so he would not have to remove a single piece from you to get what he wants. 

He growled softly behind you, wrapping his arms around you to kiss at your neck. “Gonna look so good in that Darlin,” he said, voice deep with lust already at the thought of you wearing it. 

“Open the others” 

You placed the first box down back on the bed, reaching for the next closest box and lifting the lid. Instantly you felt yourself growing wet at the sight of its content. 

“I hope after last night you won't be too sore to play with these tonight,” Jack’s teasing voice tickled your neck as you stared down at the toys in the box. 

So far, in the short time you had been together you had experimented with toys only a handful of times, and so far, they had been simple bullets and vibes. Evidently tonight, Jack wanted to be a bit more, experimental. 

One simple, silver bullet vibe, a finger vibe, a silicone egg attached to a silicone string you could only guess vibrated, and the largest dildo you had ever seen in person. Your heart was beating fast in anticipation, and you were sure Jack could feel it with his lips latched to your pulse point. 

“Open the last one,” he rasped.

You almost dropped the box as you opened it, overwhelming anticipation making you shake as you stared down at a toy you had only ever dreamed about being used on you. 

Nipple and clit pumps, you were certain Jack was planning on a night just as intense as the last night, and you were more than looking forward to it. 

“Go, get changed, I’ll be waiting for you.” 

You were quick to change in the ensuite, touching up your hair in the mirror and re-applying Jacks favorite mascara. When you came back out to the bedroom, dressed in the exposing red number, Jack was laid out on the bed, even more exposed than you, completely nude as he lay back with a cocky grin, slowly pumping his hardening cock. 

You feigned feeling bashful, hiding half of your body behind the door frame and avoiding his eyes. He chuckled, becoming you over with his finger. 

“No need to feel shy Darlin, you look good enough to eat,” he hummed, still stroking his cock slowly with one hand while the other was open to you in invitation. You padded over the soft carpet, still pretending to feel shy. As soon as you were in reach he pulled you to the bed, pushing you onto your back and bending over you to give you a kiss. 

“I really could eat you up, you sexy little thing,” he teased, his fingers dancing across your skin to the lacy edges of your ‘bra’, the pads of his fingers brushing against your bare breasts as he played with the lace. 

“These,” he said, squeezing your breasts, weighing them in his palm. “A meal fit for a king,” he continued, growling before dipping his head further to mouth at your breasts. He lavished attention to them, making sure to toy with the one not currently in his mouth with his hand, squeezing, kneading the flesh in his large calloused hands, and tweaking your nipple while he licked and suckled on the other one. 

You moaned, already aroused just by looking at the toys he had selected for that night, but even further so now. You felt your arousal leak out of you, with no barrier to hold it thanks to the lack of material covering your centre. 

Jack switched, making sure each of your breasts felt the attention of his mouth, you looked down at him, and found him staring back at you with intense, dark eyes, watching your every reaction, every gasp and moan. 

“Fuck, I love your tits,” he moaned agaisnt your skin, placing a few soft kisses to your peaked nipples before pulling away. His hand stroking the flesh of your thigh as he sat up, erection proudly twitching against his stomach. 

“Which of those toys caught your attention most, baby?” He asked, positioning you gently further back on the bed. 

“T-the pumps,” you answered truthfully, rubbing your coated thighs together in anticipation as Jack got up off the bed to collect the boxes. 

“Yeah? You want Daddy to torture your nipples and poor little clit?” he asked, setting the boxes beside you on the bed. 

You nodded up at him eagerly. 

“Daddy will do just that,” he promised, picking out the finger vibe from the box and sliding it over his index, switching it on so it buzzed lightly. “But I want to try them all out on you baby.” 

His finger started at your nipples, trailing slowly down your body until he reached your clit, circling it gently so the vibrations barely tickled you. You whined, lifting your hips , trying to gain more pressure to your clit, but Jack slapped your thich in warning. 

“You take what Daddy gives you,” he reminded you, torturing you further by rubbing his vibrating finger over your clit directly, so lightly you could only just feel the promise of the vibrations against your swollen bud. 

“Daddy please,” you whined, pouting when he chuckled at you, not taking pity on you. 

“Patience is a virtue sugar,” he teased, leaning over to rasp in your ear. “Daddy will will make you cum so hard so much it fucking hurts if you be good for me.”

You moaned, knowing full well Jack always kept his promises if you behaved for him. 

“Imagine that big one inside you,” he continued, knowing full well his words could turn you on just as much as his touches. “I wanna see your sweet little peach of a pussy stretch around that, your hungry little hole taking that massive cock, fuck, I bet it would hurt to cum around that thing, your cunt stretched so much and tightening around that, fuck I could cum just imagining that.” 

You moaned again, nodding your head and silently begging for just that, wanting to please him, wanting that painful pleasure. 

Your eyes were closed, imagining his little fantasy, how good it would feel when he surprised you by pushing the vibe right onto your clit, making you yelp. 

“We’re gonna start small, and make our way up,” he said, sitting back up to watch you writhe under the pleasure of the vibe. “It’s going to be another long night Baby girl.” 

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Jack had successfully made you cum with the finger vibe without ever sliding anything inside you, and had slowly worked you open with the small silver vibe, pumping it in and out of you slowly, bringing you back to the edge of pleasure before abandoning it to the side. You whined in frustration as he took his sweet time picking the next toy, much to your annoyance. There were two toys left in that box and you knew he was going to end with the larger one. He was simply trying to rile you up. 

Deciding you were being just a bit too bratty with your complaints, he gave your pussy a harsh slap.

“Patience Baby,” he warned with a growl. “That's your second warning!” 

You bit your lip, trying to silence yourself as he pretended to decide which toy to use. 

Eventually he picks up the silicone egg and returned to his previous position between your legs, laying on his stomach so he could watch up close. 

He turned the egg on, feeling it buzz in his palm before slowly pushing it inside you, cooing gently about how good your pussy looked, framed by your panties as it stretched around the widest part of the egg. Shoving it inside you as deep as it could reach he watched with fascination how slick leaked from you with each powerful buzz. 

“Remember, you can’t cum until Daddy says you can,” he laughed before licking up your arousal with a moan. You heard him whisper against your folds how you tasted so good. 

You were focusing hard on not cumming until he said so, but that was made far more difficult when he took a hold of the silicone ‘string’ attached to the toy, slowly pulling it down your channel and stretching your hole again. 

You keened, arching your back and trying so hard to wait for his permission. He repeated the action, pushing the vibrating egg deep inside you before slowly pulling it out, stopping when you stretched around the widest point. He watched entranced, growling hungrily every time your entrance stretched around it. 

He kissed your clit, circling his tongue around it, drinking up your moans. 

“Fuck baby, watching my sweet little cunt stretch like this, just makes me want to see what else I can fit in you,” he moaned, lapping up at your folds now. “Im gonna buy the biggest fucking toy I can find when we get home, we’re gonna find your limit one day.” 

His lips latched onto your core, eating you out vigorously, and still playing with the toy with his hand, he was struggling to grip it securely with how much you were leaking. 

He shoved the toy back inside, pushing up right against your g-spot as he began suckling your clit. 

You shrieked, trying not to wriggle too much as you begged, helplessly, for permission. 

“Daddy! Please! Please! Pleasepleaseplease!” You wailed. Looking down at him, between your legs, eyes watching you intently again, you saw him nod. 

Permission. 

You thanked him with a cry as you arched further off of the bed, pushing your hips up into his mouth as he drank down your release, tongue lapping at your hole beside the silicone still hanging out of you. You clenched down around the toy, shaking as your walls contracted  around the vibrations. 

“Daddy!” You whined, slowly rocking your hips into his face as you rode out your orgasm. As the waves of pleasure washed away, Jack ever so slowly pulled the toy out of you, kissing your clit in praise as he did so. You whimpered, sensitive as he kissed you there. 

He cooed again as you stretched around the toy, watching as he pulled it out at a snails pace, enraptured at the sight. 

“My pretty little pussy,” he praised, diving to lap up at you again once the toy popped out of you. You mewled, lazily trying to push him away, but he wouldn't be denied his sweet treat. 

Jack tossed the toy to the side and crawled up your body, lifting your thighs around his waist. Teasingly, he rocked his hips so his cock, now leaking pre-cum onto your skin.

“Daddy wants to be inside his pretty little pussy,” he rasped. “I know you’re sensitive baby, oohhh but daddy wants to make you a creamy mess before you take that big one, I need you slick with both our cum before I stretch you out with that thing.” 

He was rambling, but watched your expression carefully as he lined himself up with your hole, smearing his pre-cum around your folds, waiting for any kind of refusal before pushing his hips forward and filling you easily thanks to his attentions with the egg. 

“Fuck, there we go,” he groaned when the flesh of your ass met his thighs. Bottoming out inside of you. You moaned loudly as he filled you up, feeling his tip meet your innermost wall. “I aint ever been in a pussy this good Baby.”

Having neglected his cock for so long, choosing to pleasure you ahead of himself, Jack didn’t bother wasting time building up a slow and steady pace. He pounded into you hard and fast as he always did when chasing his own release and slaps echoing in the room. 

He crashed his lips on yours, noses bumping together as the taste of your cum flooded your mouth. The kiss was sloppy, and messy, but Jack desperately seemed to need his mouth on yours as his hips rammed yours. You could tell by his desperation he would not last long, he rarely did when he had aroused himself so much by pleasuring you.

Once, twice, three times he bucked into you hard before warm cum flooded your insides, he pulled your bottom lip into his mouth and bit hard, but not hard enough to draw blood, groaning loudly. 

You didn’t complain about the fact that he had sought his own release as he lazily pulled out of you, pushing his seed back inside you with his thumb, knowing full well he intended to make you cum at least once more that night. 

“Baby,” he sighed, licking his thumb clean of your combined releases. “What's your color? You still good to try take that big one?”

“Green Daddy,” you sighed, settling into the pillows comfortably, preparing yourself for the challenge. 

“My perfect girl,” he said proudly, kissing your cheek and retrieving the toy. 

You knew there were larger toys out there, but this would be the largest you had ever taken personally, it was bigger than Jack, who was already an impressive size himself. He placed the toy beside you on the bed before opening the bedside drawer for a bottle of lube.

“I know you’re wet Darlin, you’re always wet for me, your horny little cunt’s always up for more, isn’t she? But we still need to prep you” he said, coating his fingers in lube and putting two in you straight away. The artificial lube, mixed with both of your cum made obscene noises as Jack pumped his fingers and stretched you open. 

“Daddy can get hard again on that noise alone Honey Bee,” he chuckled, laughing harder as your eyes widened as you glanced down at his spent, wet cock that was already twitching with interest.  

You bit your lip and wiggled slightly, stopping when his eyes cut back to your face in warning. 

“Are you going to take me again Daddy?” You asked as a third finger pushed inside you. 

“Ohhh, you can bet on it Baby,” he moaned, watching your hole stretching around his fingers. When he managed to fit a fourth, large finger inside you, he stretched you wide open so he could stare into your hole, groaning at the sight. 

“My perfect little cunt,” he whispered before spitting into your hole, giving you an obnoxiously cocky grin before pulling his fingers free and shoving them in your mouth to clean. 

Obediently you lapped them up, cleaning your combined cum and lube off of his fingers while his free hand opened the bottle again. Once he deemed his fingers acceptably clean he pulled them out of the hot cavern of your mouth and picked up the toy, coating it generously in lube. 

“You sweet little pussy’s gonna look so good taking this,” he growled, shoving your legs apart as wide as they could go and lining the tip of the toy up at your entrance. He was extremely careful, as he pushed it forward, watching your reaction carefully for any sign of discomfort. Even with the stretching and copious slick from the lube and cum it was a struggle to take, the stretch was burning and so far he had only pushed  the tip in. Jack paused, waiting patiently for your face to relax as he slowly pulled the toy out, then back in, pushing just a little bit deeper each time, pausing, waiting for you to adjust each time you grimaced. 

It took a lot of hard work, but with both your efforts the toy was eventually pushed as deep as it could go. You both moaned in unison once the toy could go no deeper. Jack laid down on his stomach, between your legs, staring longingly once again at the stretch of your pussy. 

“Baby,” he cooed in adoration, running this finger around the toy where your hole stretched around it, making you whimper. “Look at that, fuck, just imagine how much we could get to fit in you with practice. Your sweet, tiny little pussy’s stretched so wide, Can’t wait to make you cum on that, bet it’s gonna hurt, make you cry, sweet thing.” 

You were stretched so wide that the arousal you felt at his words could not escape, simply filling you up further, making you whine. 

“Wait here, hold your legs open,” he ordered getting up off the bed, you noticed he was hard again already, having worked himself up watching you stretch around the new toy. 

He picked up the last box.

Oh. 

You had forgotten about that.

Jack gently picked up the pumps before returning to you, gently attaching the suction cups to each nipple and your clit. He loved how your breasts look, framed by the ‘bra’, pump attached to your nipples. 

“Gonna make you cum so hard, it’ll hurt so good baby,” he rasped, voice deep and gravely with lust. 

He squeezed the pump gently in one hand, watching how you would react with fierce intensity and hunger. The first pump was just enough to feel a slight suction, a mild sensation, but he continued to pump away slowly, watching the way your nipples began pulling up into the clear cups. He groaned at the sight, and once your nipples and clit started to feel the tight suction you whined loudly in both pain and pleasure, unintentionally squeezing around the large toy inside you still. 

Without warning Jack repeatedly squeezed the pump hard and fast, startling you with the sudden, constant suction.

“Ahhhh! Daddy!” You yelped, struggling to keep still for him.

“You know your words,” he reminded you. “They’re there if you need them.” 

You shook your head no, wanting that painful orgasm he promised you and was intent on giving you. 

You were sobbing as he pumped away, clit and nipples red and raw as they were pulled up into the cups, there would be marks in the morning, no doubt about that. 

It was painful, but incredibly arousing at the same time, they had never been this sensitive before, this abused and your head was swimming in the delirium of it. 

Jack jerked himself off with his free hand above you, as you squirmed beneath him, the painful, burning stretch of the toy, and the constant and the arduous suction on your most sensitive parts were driving you insane. 

To torment you further, Jack placed the pump down but did not release the suction, instead, grabbing onto one of the cups on your nipples and tugging at it. You cried, the pain agonising but it just made you anticipate your orgasm all the more. 

Proud of the reaction he pulled from you, his hand moved to the suction cup on your clit, repeating the action. You shrieked, louder than you ever had before and Jack abandoned his cock to cover your mouth, as he repeatedly tugged at the cup, muffling your shrieks. 

“Normally I love your noises Baby but we don't need people coming to investigate that now do we?” he teased. “Now I'm going to let go and you’re going to cum for me. You understand?”

You nodded into his hand. 

“Good, you need to scream like that, do it into the pillow,” he said before pulling his hand from your mouth to grip the toy filling you up by the base and jackhammering it inside of you, still tugging at the pump on your clit. 

It was instantaneous, and as painful as he had promised. Your hole was stretched as wide as it could possibly go right now and gripping hard on the toy that was stuffed inside you. Jack growled, watching with rapt fascination as your poor abused hole rhythmically clenched around the artificial cock. 

You didn't shake as much as you thrashed, pulling the pillow to your face to scream your voice hoarse as tears escaped your eyes due to the pain you were drunk on. 

Wet squelching, screams and Jack’s praises and curses filled the room as you came and cum gushed from you. Your body was both trying to milk the toy and push it out of you at the same time, and you realized the toy was being forced from you because you were squirting around it. Jack seemed unaware given how big the toy was, but he was preparing to enter you the second he pulled the toy from you, the hand previously tugging at your clit pump was stroking his cock while the hand still on the toy quickly pulled it out of you, coating him in the cum still squirting from you. 

“Fuck Baby!” he shouted, surprised for just a moment before he growled and quickly shoved himself in your gaping pussy before you finished. Pounding into you at a brutal pace, unintentionally but happily massaging that spot making you squirt, drenching his front in even more cum before your body could take no more.

“Fuck I didn’t think this would be how I made you squirt the first time, but Im not complaining,” he groaned in your ear, ripping your pillow away from your face and pounding into you, holding your still thrashing body tightly to him, ignoring the pump still on you as his cock destroyed your hole. Over and over again.

His pace was brutal and you cried, from the intense pain and pleasure of your orgasm, from the suction still on your nipples and clit, from the overstimulation of him pounding into you before you had even finished, how tender and swollen your sex was that was continuing to be abused, and the words that dripped from his mouth. 

“My fucking pussy, this is mine,” he growled, his voice sounding feral and animalistic. “No ones ever going to please you the way I do, fill you the way I do, every inch of you is mine!” 

“Y-yours,” you eeped out, voice faint after screaming so loud. 

That was all he needed to push him over the edge, shouting his release as he pulled you up into him and he pushed in as deep as he could go, ignoring how the pump dug into both of you, hitting your cervix, making you cry out as he came.You felt it leak out of you, your abused hole unable to hold it in as he pulled out. Pausing a moment to free you of the pump, making you hiss in pain and relief before Jack collapsed on top of you with a groan, resting his head between your breasts and wrapping his arms around you. 

You weren't sure how long the two of you lay there, clinging to each other, hearts and breath slowing down and sweat cooling from your skin as you stroked his hair. 

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Eventually, once he was no longer panting, Jack sat up, hair clinging to his sweaty forehead as he took survey of the mess on yourselves and the bed. 

“You good baby?” he asked, the need for sleep clinging to his voice. 

“Yeah,” you whispered. “That was…”

“Intense?” he supplied with a weak chuckle, getting up off of the bed. “Come on baby, let clean up and get you sorted.” 

You whined in complaint, rolling to your side, back to him. 

“I know you’re tired,” he cooed, gently picking you up and carrying you to the ensuite. “But you’ll regret waking up in a wet bed, covered in cum and sore as all hell.” 

“Fine” you sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck, more than happy to let him do all the work, and you knew he was more than happy to do it. 

He took extra care with you that night, cleaning you up, removing the lingerie from your body, soothing your sore abused nipples with ointment, changing the bedsheets and praising you as you snuggled to him every chance you got. 

You were already asleep by the time he put you to bed and tucked you in beside him.

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