#and it turned out they were NOT hair clippers it was a beard trimmer or smthn. so the numbers on it were very different to clipper numbers.

[butchviking]

Hal describe the worst haircut you've ever had pretty please

i havent had any particularly bad haircuts tbh.. i dont really care abt hair i just get it cut once every year or two and then it grows out until i can b bothered cutting it again. only one that comes 2 mind is one time when i was in my late teens i was determined i wanted my hair short (like PROPERLY short not a shortish womens cut) and my mother had clippers bc she used 2 cut my fathers hair but she refused to cut mine. it was a few days before christmas i think so i walked into her room with a pair of scissors in my hand and hacked a big chunk of my hair off in front of her and was like. ok so now you can either cut my hair properly or go out with the whole family on christmas day with me looking like this :) and she huffed & puffed and agreed that yeah she was going to HAVE to cut it when she got back. then went shopping & while she was gone i hacked the rest of it off w the scissors. n then she came home and was like fine whatever it looks passable actually. so i just lived like that

[chellestrash]

something different 

Frank Castle x GN!Reader 

Summary: Frank needs some help with his hair.

Warnings: none.

Word count: 886

A\N: @omgchloe​  and I came up with this the other day when we talked about how different Frank’s hair looks in season 2 vs season 1 and I decided to write a little thing based on that discussion we had, hope you'll like it! Thank you @garciamorales​ for proofreading!

Frank was never really one to put much thought into the way he looked. Not in a messy or distasteful way, of course, he was just one of those guys who didn’t really care much. The same pair of black, heavy combat boots, a dark shirt and some jeans, sometimes a jacket thrown on top, were an honest description of his outfits almost every single day.

You didn’t mind that, why would you? His torso looked nice in the tighter long sleeved shirts he chose to wear, and his jeans hugged his ass in a very flattering way. There was nothing to complain about. He kept his hair short usually, the top only a bit longer than the shaved sides, it was easy to maintain, he didn’t mind the hair growing out a bit before he'd ask you to trim it again. But not this time.

Frank glances up at his reflection in the mirror quickly before looking back down to his phone resting against some bottles on the counter by the sink. He sighs frustrated before tapping the screen a couple of times, to replay the video.

“Jesus christ.”

He mumbles, rolling his eyes at the cringy intro, before skipping forward a bit to get to the part of the video that actually explained a way to style his hair. With another frustrated sigh he attempts to follow the steps again, reconsidering his, and partly your decision to grow out his hair and beard.

“God damn it.”

He curses under his breath when he pauses to turn his head and check the progress. His jaw clenched tight as he locks his phone before flipping the screen down on the counter.

The “quick and easy tips to style short hair” turned out to be a bit less quick and easy and a bit too annoying and frustrating. After a moment of consideration, he leans down to grab the electric razor out of one of the drawers.

“Hey Frank, can i-“

You push the bathroom door open and step inside, the unfinished sentence quickly slipping past, and your eyes glance from the mess on the counter to the clippers in Frank's hand.

“Midlife crisis?”

You joke and he squints his eyes, unamused.

“Very funny, came up with that one on your own?”

He asks, turning back towards the mirror, and you nod before walking over to him.

“Yeah, I'm just talented like that.”

You point out, and he scoffs at your answer, shaking his head slightly before plugging the razor in.

“You need help?”

You ask, pushing yourself up to sit on the counter next to the sink.

“No.”

He answers quickly, turning his face to the side, but glancing right back at you a moment later.

“Yeah.”

You breathe out a laugh and lean over to the side, grabbing the trimmer from his hand.

“Thought you wanted to grow it out?”

You point out, looking up at him, and he sighs.

“Yeah, just…can't make it work.”

He shrugs, watching his hair in the mirror as he turns from side to side.

“You look like a poser.”

He scoffs again with an unimpressed expression, but you notice that tiny little smile right in the corner of his mouth.

”S’why I want it short again.”

He nods towards the razor, and you nod to agree with him. Gesturing for him to step closer to you, you put the clippers back on the counter before reaching your hands up to push your fingers through his hair.

“What were you trying to do?”

You ask, deciding to help him give his new hairstyle one more chance.

“Just…don’t want them in my face.”

He answers quietly, his hands resting on your thighs while he stands between your legs right in front of you.

“Okay, lets just-“

You start but don't finish, focusing on the task, attempting to tame Frank's thick, dark hair with some gel, a whole lot of hope and a pinch of improvisation. Trying your best not to get distracted by the way his eyes scan around your face, the way his face is only inches apart from yours, or how he rubs over the skin on your thigh with his thumb.

“There.”

You pull your hands away after some time, smiling brightly at him, happy with the way you, in your opinion, managed to pull it off.

Frank looks up at the mirror behind you, and you watch his eyebrows raise, his mouth turning into that little pout he sometimes does when he agrees with or approves of something.

“How'd you do that?”

He asks, finally looking down at your face again. You grin, proud of your work and happy that you managed to get his hair to sit in a way that didn’t bother him.

“I just guessed, I'll show you tomorrow.”

He chuckles with a small smile when you shrug.

“You did good, sweetheart.”

He nods, turning his head from side to side and checking his hair in the mirror one last time.

“Well…it helps that you're so damn pretty.”

He scoffs loudly again, rolling his eyes and shaking his head at your words before tilting your head up slightly to pull you into a kiss, feeling his smile against your lips you relax into his touch, happy that tomorrow you'll get to do this again.

[thegentlemansbeardblog]

HOW TO SHAPE A BEARD: 6 EASY STEPS FOR A BETTER LOOKING BEARD.

Do you need to form your beard but don’t understand where to begin? The adventure is exciting, and we’re right here to guide you alongside the manner. With the subsequent steps, the beard fashion you like can be yours.

Unkempt, bushy beards with difficult cheek lines and untamed hair growth are matters of the past. Even in case you’re going for the “natural appearance,” you still should use clippers and a beard trimmer. Otherwise, your beard looks as if an out-of-manipulate shrub.

Unruly beards also can be a huge turn-off, plus they don’t allow the actual you shine. If we pass out at the vital beard grooming, our unmanaged beard period can cover our exceptional facial features.

Perhaps you notice fashionable beards at paintings, bars, concerts, or whilst taking walks down the road and can think, “I want I ought to have a beard like that.” Well, with a snip and a trim, you could do it, soldier. The exceptional beard patterns are all properly inside your grasp, so long as you’re inclined to install a few paintings, trim off that neckbeard, and straighten out the beard line a piece.

Here are some steps to usher you onto the direction of your perfect beard. Beard-Shaping Steps: A Preview Choose your beard form. Choosing a beard form that enhances your face form begins of evolved the procedure with a aim in mind.

Comb your beard

Combing your beard with a specialized beard comb will detangle your facial hair, making the following couple of steps extra manageable.

Treat your beard

Treating your beard will hydrate and nourish your hair follicles and maintain the whole lot smooth to control and fashion.

Brush your beard

Whether you've got got a shorter or longer beard, brushing provides extent and helps you to form your beard to comply to the form of your face.

Trim your beard

Trimming your beard will maintain your neckline and sideburns easy. This step additionally receives rid of stray hairs and cut up results in your goatee and on the perimeters of your face. Be patient. Growing a beard is a commitment. It takes time, so don’t supply up. Choose Your Beard Shape Goals aren’t most effective for expert soccer players, enterprise owners, and motivational speakers; desires also are for bears. When you select a beard form to intention for, you’ll recognize what to purchase, a way to take care of it, and importantly, while to congratulate your self and ship a % on your crew.

Whether you’re going for a protracted beard or a quick one, proportions are a key thing to consider. Some beard patterns name for a barely-there top lip (like our friend, the walrus mustache), whilst others in no way met a couple of scissors they didn’t like (searching at you, chinstrap). Knowing the cease aim can assist make certain that your mustache and beard co-exist in harmony.

Comb Your Beard

A beard's herbal tendency is to develop out and down toward your Adam’s apple, however there's no sample to its boom. Your beard neckline is a herbal wanderer, and just like a cowboy reigning in a few rogue steers, you’ve were given to tame and manipulate the beast.

Whether you need to maintain it quick or develop it out, combing your beard maintains it searching easy. Combing may even assist detangle your facial hair and training session any stragglers.

Using a wood comb is your exceptional bet. A wood comb has thicker teeth, which maintains them from breaking in even the ones wildest of ‘staches. It’s exceptional to sweep whilst the hair is wet, whether or not after a bath or at some stage in your care habitual. (However, in no way reduce hair whilst it’s wet.)

Treat Your Beard

Have you observed that your herbal beard is coarse or ugly to touch?

It can be due to the fact you aren't treating your beard. Just like you would possibly deal with your self to a whiskey bitter from time to time, your beard additionally desires a few TLC.

Treating maintains your beard easy, healthy, soft, and smelling simply right. For exceptional consequences, you have to deal with your beard among combing and combing, particularly after your beard has dried.

A dry beard absolutely permits the beard oils, creams, and balms you operate to go into the hair, bringing your beard to existence with the aid of using revitalizing and moisturizing the hair.

Treating your beard with oil additionally moisturizes the hard-to-attain pores and skin beneath your facial hair. Keeping the pores and skin beneath the beard moisturized lowers your chance of dandruff with the aid of using retaining the pores and skin and hair from getting dry and indignant.

Brush Your Beard

Brushing your beard will supply it extent and let you get your fashion simply right. As a rule, it’s exceptional to comb your beard after you've got got brought your oil, cream, or balm.

Once the product is unfold for the duration of your beard on your liking, it’s time to comb. However, you do now no longer need to apply a ordinary hairbrush to address this task. We advocated the usage of a stiff however mild alternative like our Boar Bristle Beard Brush.

Here’s a seasoned tip: brush your beard upward. While this could appear counterproductive, it's going to maximize extent and unfasten your hair extra for styling.

After brushing up, you could then brush downward to get your favored form, beginning from the ears and operating your manner down. We have a whole article committed to beard brushing in case you need an in-intensity walkthrough.

Trim Your Beard

Trimming your beard is crucial to maintain it developing, however over-trimming can motive its personal problems. It’s all approximately balance.

Just like the hair in your head, as a beard grows, it could be plagued with cut up ends and breakage. This is in which trimming comes in. Trimming your beard eliminates cut up ends and maintains your neckline easy and fresh.

Frequent trimming is crucial while you’re going for a fashion that rides near the jawline, including the famed chinstrap beard. Keeping easy traces and fades will upload that more oomph and make you stand out in a crowd. A beard trimming package is a ought to right here, because it affords clippers, beard products, and combs that make grooming a breeze.

Be Patient

Patience, younger grasshopper.

Growing a beard is a protracted-time period commitment. It can also additionally take weeks to get a quick beard, multiple months to get sufficient hair for a ducktail beard, and 1/2 of a 12 months to get a complete beard.

Patience and endurance could be your exceptional buddies alongside the manner. If you stay with the exclusive components of your beard care habitual, the consequences could be properly really well worth the wait.

How Does a Well-Groomed Beard Benefit You?

Why is shaping your beard crucial? Simply put, your beard is an expression of your self. Pouring it slow and electricity into retaining your beard easy and fashionable makes the cease aim all of the extra satisfying.

You’ll Get Noticed

Have you ever acquired a praise approximately your cologne or an outfit you wore? You can anticipate to get the identical styles of compliments for a properly-groomed beard. People apprehend that fashionable, symmetrical facial hair takes effort and time to maintain.

There’s not anything as enjoyable as while a person stops you on the road and says, “Love the beard, man.” Your self belief won't come out of your beard alone, however the compliments you’ll get for it could offer a much-wanted boost. If not anything else, you could at the least have a laugh nodding and saying, “Thanks, I grew it myself.”

You’ll Be Perceived as More Mature Fun reality:

During the Victorian Era, infantrymen with inside the British Army needed to recreation mustaches; it changed into a part of their get dressed code, as consistent with Command No. 1,695 with inside the King’s Regulations. To the Brits on the time, this changed into a signal of virility and discipline. Ignoring this rule ought to land the offending soldier in problem or maybe jail.

Luckily, this rule not exists. However, the sentiment form of nonetheless remains.

Not most effective can a beard come up with extra self belief, however it could additionally undoubtedly effect how others view you. Beards are notion to symbolize maturity, so people with fuller beards can be visible as wiser and extra mature than their beardless counterparts.

There Might Be Health Benefits

Here’s a lesser-recognized reality approximately beards: They can offer a few fitness blessings further to creating you appear to be a badass. For example, developing a beard can also additionally depart your pores and skin feeling much less indignant ultimately because you won’t be shaving as much.

Your beard additionally covers the majority, because of this that that it acts as a deterrent to the sun. By blockading sunlight, your beard can maintain your pores and skin more healthy and upload a further barrier in opposition to sunburns and irritation.

Time To Shape Up

Now which you recognize a way to form your beard and get the appearance you need, it’s time to begin developing that domestic dog out. It can also additionally take a piece in your hair to develop earlier than you could begin to comb it or fashion it, however you could use that point to decide what fashion might paintings exceptional for you.

Working beard care practices like combing and combing into your day by day habitual will quickly come to be 2d nature, and the time will begin flying. Before you realize it, you’ll have a beard that appears precisely just like the men in that Pinterest idea board that we recognize you've got got. No shame.

[bolontiku]

"Soft"

Quick Fic

Characters: Syverson x reader

Posted: May 26th

A/N: uhm... Its been a couple days since i wrote. And i have dinner to make still... Have this??

WARNINGS: NO UNDER 18, SEX, SEXUAL ACTS, cursing, FLUFF, idk if i missed anything??

Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.

Soft. 

You were so goddamn soft.

He loved gripping your hips, smacking your ample ass before running his large hands along your waist around to the front of your tummy. You would grumble and grip his wrists, but soften into him as he pressed his lips to your neck, always soft for him. 

Soft like when he sank into you.

There were moments that he enjoyed. 

The look of concentration on your face when he sat in front of you, shirt off, and held still as you carefully trimmed his beard. It gave him time to study your face, the face he had fallen in love with. Lips pursed in concentration, your eyes focused as you trimmed carefully with the scissors. The feel of your breath on his skin, it gave him peace. He lifted his head as you pressed two fingers under his chin, the sharp sound of the scissors clipping away strays biting into the quiet of the morning. You had put on music, but he could only hear his own heart thudding as you bent closer; the way you grasped his chin, firmly yet carefully as you tilted his head this way and that, checking to make sure it was an even cut. 

The feel of your hands on his neck, when you took the trimmer and shaved his head how he liked it. Sy hummed in pleasure as he felt the trimmer pressed close to his skull.

"Maybe let it grow out someday? I wonder what you look like with longer hair sometimes," you said quietly, continuing with the task at hand.

He concentrated on the feel of your hand wrapped around the side of his neck, remembering the moment you wrapped it around his neck last night, the little whimpers he dragged out of you, slowly pressing into you, the way your mouth fell open as he filled you, the way you felt around his cock. 

"Gets curly, unruly," he grunted, leaning his head into your small hand.

Soft.

You smiled, running your fingers over the short clipped hair, "I think I'd like that…" The soft pads of your fingers fluttering over his skull. So soft.

A sharp contrast to the fists he had felt before, fighting back then. The sound of gunfights filling the air, a woman sang softly in the background as he pried his eyes open, feeling you move around behind him as the soft buzz cut off and your hands brushed at the back of his neck. "Nahh, darlin', never gonna happen."

You snorted softly, "fiiiine," you drawled the word out softly, quickly cleaning the little clipper up and setting it aside, washing your hands just as quickly, before stepping around him as he stood.

He loved watching as your eyes lit up, the soft curve of your lips as you met his gaze, a little heat rising to your cheeks, the way you tilted your head so that he would check your handiwork. 

You would run your hands along his chest, dusting off the extra and then falling on his shoulders as you peeked around his thick arm to look at his reflection. "I did good, yeah?"

It made his heart melt. The way you looked at him. As if the world was a better place. As if he could mean something because you loved him. You made him feel like a good man. He caught your hand in his, where it lay on his upper arm, a soft squeeze. "Better. The best."

You scrunched your face at him, as he tipped his head to lightly tap yours, "you're the best! Now, you need to rinse off, let me sweep up quick and I'll go make us some lunch!" 

Sy, grunted softly, stripping his pants off and dumping them in the hamper as you did exactly that. A smirk crawling into place as he caught you staring at him while he turned the shower on. 

"Wanna join me?" you grinned but shook your head, moving in close he pressed a kiss to your lips as you stood on the tips of your toes and skipped off humming softly.

It was a rare and lazy day off. 

Sy loved these days. Where the two of you spent all day doing nothing. 

"We are always running off and hurrying to help someone, or do something," you had reasoned with him once, "we gotta make sure to take care of ourselves too."

Soft and slow. 

The bed dipped under the both of you as he kissed you, leaning over you as you crawled in, Sy right behind you, slinking his entire body above yours. No escape. Not that you were looking to escape.

You loved these days. Slow quiet days. Breakfast, quiet dances at home, Sy's laughter at something random. The feel of his eyes on you. The feel of his hands on you. You sighed, tilting your head back as his tongue swept in over your bottom lip, large hands pushing your dress up, gripping your thighs, tugging your legs around his waist… 

The soft feel of your legs wrapped around his waist, the way your legs were always soft even when you cried that you hadn't shaved. The soft smell of your perfume, Sy was convinced he loved you too much at times. In those times he pulled you in a little harder, kissed you a little more desperately, swallowed your little cries as he pressed into you real slow. Wanted to feel every little inch, know that you were real, that he hadn't imagined you. 

It would be just his luck.

Then you'd lift your hips, tight heat wrapped around him as he bit into your skin. 

Yeah.

You were real.

Soft.

God.

He drove in a little quicker, filled you with his cock, grunted when your nails dug in a little harder. 

"Sy!! Anngh!"

It made his heart ache. 

The way you felt, writhing under him as he did everything to have you making those noises. His breath slamming out of him as he thrust in a little faster, gripping the headboard as he did, lips pressed to yours. God. Did you know? How you drove him crazy? How he couldn't breathe unless he felt you by his side? 

You peered up at him, hair a mess as he had raked his hands through it, a little smile curving your lips as he lifted your hips and drove in at a different angle. Your eyes blown wide. 

You had to know. 

Especially when he caught your ankles in his hands, the angle allowing him to thrust in deeper. The head of his cock nudging that tender spot deep inside of you, grinding his hips against yours, as your breath fluttered. God, he loved you. Loved the noises he made you make. He couldn't get enough of it. 

He rolled, pulling you on top. You frowned down at him, hair spilling over your shoulders softly, "what?" He smirked, hands leaving your hips to cup your breasts, "I am a man… love to watch your tits bounce.."

You hummed, your own hands on his chest as he gripped and pawed at your breasts, pinching and rolling, thumbs circling your nipples until he leaned up, mouth closing on one then the other. He drove his hips up as you drove yours down. Your arms wrapping around his shoulders as you bit into the skin of his neck, a little thrill running through you as he growls around your nipple, biting back in retaliation. 

"Oh?" He grunted, tongue swirling, and you smirk. Driving your hips down and circling them, quick forwards thrusts taking him deeper, quicker, and clenching down on his impossible girth. "You gonna fill me up Sy?" You asked breathlessly, lips running along his neck, teeth nipping at his earlobe, he groaned loudly in answer.

"Fffff-ahhh!! Baby!! Baby! Nuhhh!" He buried his face into your neck, hips stuttering up, stuffing you full as he gripped your hips trying to stop you. It always ended like this, thick hands trying to shove you away, yet guiding you down onto his cock as he came, hot thick ropes of cum filling you. Cock twitching deep inside as you came with him legs tightening,  laughing softly into his ear.

"Fuckin' hate it when you do that," he grumbled like a pouting child into the darkness.

You pressed a kiss to his lips as you slumped to the side, leg still thrown over his naked hip. "I beg to differ." 

"Shut up," he shot back feeling himself soften, a little sad at not being buried in you anymore. Fuck he loved it when you did that.

You laid there, quietly breathing, almost dozing before you felt his fingers on your cheek. A weak smile appeared, even as you kept your eyes closed.

"I'll love you till the end of the world."

Sy made you weak. Always with a word, a touch, the heat of a glance. You swallowed the lump in your throat, pressing a kiss to the palm of his hand before shuffling across the large bed to cuddle into him. "To the moon and back."

"My wild woman.." He hummed quietly, you tipped your head up, lips gently pressing to the tip of his nose.

Yeah. He was a goner. And he was okay with that. Soft. The darkness was soft only when he was with you, when you laid naked, heated skin pressed to his and he could feel your heart beating against your ribcage slowing down. And it lulled him into sleep.

[wiypt-writes]

Stark Spangled Forever

A Very Rogers Christmas. Part 3- From Head To Mistletoe

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve and Steve has a little accident in the bathroom. Once the trauma is dealt with the Rogers family head off to visit Pepper and Morgan before coming home to settle in and wait for Santa. And Steve’s hell bent on unwrapping one particular present early…

Warnings: Language, smut (NSFW, 18+)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

A/N: The final part of my Stark Spangled 2020 Christmas special- A Very Rogers Christmas.  I hope you all enjoy and thank you for your support when my other blog was flagged as obscene. Next year SSB will be ‘relaunched’ through the new blog, and I will take the time to change anything that I didn’t quite like. I look forward to seeing you all there. But for now, I leave you with this hot mess and wish you all a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS. Thank you for being as invested in Stark Spangled as me.

And to my Evangers… @sweater-daddiesdumbdork​ , @icanfeelastormbrewing​ , @southerngracela​ and @ohthankevans13​ I would NOT have got through 2020 without you. This one is most CERTAINLY for you girls. I love you 3000.

Steve groaned as he heard Rori's angry voice from the landing.

"Jamie, tell Stark to stop chasing Erica!"

"He's a dog!" Jamie responded. "It’s what they do, they chase cats."

"Well, stop him!"

"How?" Jamie's voice was punctuated by laughter. "It isn't like I make him do it!"

"Hold still." Katie warned Steve and he let out a sigh, his hands gently smoothing up the back of her thighs as she concentrated on ensuring the lines of his newly shorter beard were neat.

"Sorry, Doll." He muttered, watching her face as she concentrated, her green eyes following the trimmers as her right hand steadily guided them across his left cheek. "Listening to them argue is setting my teeth on edge."

"Baby, I only have the other cheek to neaten, then you can go and tell them both off." Katie stepped back to admire her handy work. "I was kind of hoping their Christmas Eve boxes would have kept them quiet for a little longer."

"Well," Steve turned his head to peek into their room where Harry was sat in the middle of their large bed, looking at the activity book he had gotten in his, "worked for him."

"Always does." Katie chuckled. "He's so well behaved compared to those reprobates."

They watched him for a moment or two before Katie reached up and moved Steve's face sideways so she could start on his right cheek, giving him a soft kiss as she did so. "You look incredibly handsome." She practically purred and Steve grinned, feeling his cheeks and neck grow warm as they always did when she looked at him the way she was doing.

Seventeen years and she could still turn his insides to mush with a single look.

"Yeah?" He asked, her lips still brushing his as she nodded. "Even though I've shaved the beard?"

"Well-" she kissed him again, "-technically you trimmed it, not shaved it. It's just shorter. But yes, I'd still find you devastatingly good looking without it, as you know."

Steve grinned, turned his head to allow Katie to finish and just as she had raised the clippers it all went horribly wrong.

There was a yell again from the landing and a moment or two later the door to their bedroom flung open, causing Steve to whip his head round.

"STEVE!" Katie cried out a warning but it was too late. As Steve turned his head to look at Rori as she barrelled through the door to their bathroom, he managed to catch his cheek on the clippers and he heard Katie gasp. He froze, looked at his wife and then stood hastily up to glance in the mirror and gave a groan. A large chunk of his beard was now completely missing from his right cheek. And he could tell as he looked at it that no amount of trimming was going to save it.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he turned to Rori and she swallowed, eyes growing wide as she registered the tone of his voice. It was deep but quiet, the voice he always used when he was pissed off. "You knock before you come barging into mine and your mother's room, Aurora."

"I'm sorry." Rori blinked, the use of her full name not passing her by. "But Jamie-"

"Don't wanna hear it."

"Yeah, but he-" "What did I just say?" Steve’s voice rose in volume as he glared at her. "I'm not interested in whatever stupid little argument the pair of you have got going on. It stops now. You understand?'

Rori stared back at her father, her face positively mutinous and Katie hastily turned away before she burst out laughing at the fact they were stood in identical poses, arms folded, feet apart as they engaged in the silent stand-off. Whilst Rori undeniably looked like her, she had so many of her father's mannerisms, all the kids did to be fair, and her middle daughter was a perfect blend of both the Stark and Rogers sass and stubbornness.

She was a nightmare at times but at others amusing as hell.

As Katie busied herself straightening a few bottles on the bathroom side she heard Rori give an exasperated sigh.

"Look, I'm sorry I barged in here okay? But Jamie really is being a pain!"

"Right now you're being a pain." Steve shot back somewhat childishly. "A huge pain in my ass."

"Language!" Harry chanted as he looked over towards his father, and that was it, Katie couldn't hold it any longer and she burst out laughing.

Steve turned to her, arching an eyebrow and she shook her head. "I'm sorry, Steve, but..."

With a groan Steve rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna go speak to Jamie, then I'll come back and sort this out." He gestured to his face before he turned and headed out of the room, calling to Jamie as he went. Less than ten minutes later both brother and sister had been told to quit it, Rori was in her room with the cat whilst Harry had wandered into Jamie's room and settled on a bean bag by his elder brother to watch Back To The Future. Flossie had, miraculously, slept through the entire scenario and …well, she was mourning the loss of Steve's magnificent beard he had sported for so many years.

"I can’t believe it." She whined. "Stevie, I wanna cry.”

Steve rolled his eyes, whilst he had to admit it wasn't exactly what he had planned, he wasn't as bothered about it as her. "It'll grow back.”

Katie eyed him shrewdly, cooking her head to one side. He'd come back from the barbers yesterday with a shorter cut than he had sported in a long time. It reminded her a lot of how he had used to wear it when they first started dating. Short on the sides, slightly messier on top. Coupled with his now smooth face, she had to admit, it did make him look somewhat younger, although you could still see the odd fleck of grey here and there spattered in his dark, blonde locks.

"You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were having some some kind of midlife crisis" She looked up at him and he snorted. "Although you gotta admit, babes, you're a bit late to the party age wise so to speak."

He stood up with a shake of his head and glanced at the mirror. He hadn’t seen that reflection in a very long time.

“Bucky’s gonna have a field day when he sees this.”

“Well, lucky for you he’s away with Jen and the family for the holidays so you won’t have to face him until New Year, same goes for Sam. Morgan, on the other hand…”

“She’s seen me without a beard before.” He shrugged before he turned and headed into the bedroom.

“Not for a while.” Katie followed him as they both left their room and headed onto the landing.

“Yeah, I know but surely it-“

He was cut off by a loud scream and then the sound of crying which erupted from Harry as he stood in the doorway to Jamie’s room.

“Hey.” Steve frowned and made his way over towards the toddler “Buddy, what’s…”

But Harry continued screaming and he backed away from Steve, running into Jamie’s room and hiding behind his big brother who looked at him, then to his dad, a puzzled expression on his face. Steve glanced at Katie who was also frowning as she made her way into Jamie’s room and crouched next to their son who was gripping onto his brother’s sweater for dear life.

“Harry? Baby boy, what’s wrong?” she asked him softly, smoothing his hair back.

“That man!” he cried, his voice wracked with sobs “Who...where’s Daddy?”

“Oh, Honey!” Katie chuckled, picking him up. “That is your daddy!”

“No!” Harry screamed, shaking his head and burying his face into her neck. Steve stood dumbfounded in the doorway of Jamie’s room, absolutely stuck for words. He felt awful and completely helpless as Katie tried to soothe their son but Harry wasn’t having any of it.

“It is Harry!” Jamie spoke, looking at his brother who glanced at him, then to Steve and then continued crying.

“Steve, sing the song.” Katie spoke suddenly as she was hit with an idea. “The one you always use to sing him to sleep.”

“Erm…” Steve cleared his throat, before he gently began to croon the song he’d sung to all of their kids as young children. “Would you like to swing on a star…” his voice croaked a little, as he found the pitch to the Bing Crosby song, “carry moonbeams home in a jar.  And be better off than you are. Or would you rather be a mule?”

At the sound of Steve singing Harry stopped crying and peeked across the room at him, his hand fisted in Katie’s hair, his cheeks tear stained, but his expression was almost curious now, not fearful.

“A mule is an animal with long funny ears, he kicks up at anything he hears” Steve continued as Katie rocked Harry a little in her arms, nodding to Steve as he tentatively walked into the room. “His back is brawny but his brain is weak, he's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak. And by the way, if you hate to go to school. You may grow up to be a mule”

Harry studied Steve a little more, his sniffles subsiding slightly.

“Or would you like to swing on a star, carry moonbeams home in a jar, and be better off than you are, or would you rather be a pig?” Steve was just wondering how many more verses he was going to have to go through but thankfully, at that point, Harry gave a hiccup and held his arms out towards him. With a smile, Steve took him from Katie and held him securely, looking at him as he reached up and squished Steve’s cheeks with his little hands.

“Hi Daddy.” He whispered, wrapping his arms round his neck and Steve chuckled a little in relief, one large hand falling to the back of his son’s head as he kissed his cheek which was wet with tears.

“Hey, pal.”

“What’s going on?” Rori appeared, Erica in her arms, purring loudly as she scratched the kitten behind her ears.

“Oh, nothing.” Katie looked at her, “Harry got a little upset that’s all.”

“Why?”

“Because I shaved my beard.” Steve explained before he snapped playfully at Harry’s finger which was prodding his nose.

“Well, what did you do that for?” Rori scoffed.                  

Steve looked at her as she gave a dramatic roll of her eyes before she spun on her heel and left heading back to her room. Steve turned to Katie and Jamie, the pair of them stifling laughter.

“Anyone got a seven foot block of Ice I can take another seventy year nap in?” he grumbled.

**** As was tradition on Christmas Eve, they celebrated with Pepper and Morgan. This year it was Pepper’s turn to host so just before 11am they all piled into the car, the roof rack packed with presents and made the hours trip upstate to the lake-house, Emmy and Peter set to meet them there.

As they walked up to the house, Katie carrying Flossie, Morgan came out to greet them stopping dead as she looked at Steve.

“Huh.” She mused, taking in his clean shaven face.

“Yeah, yeah, get it over with, Moo.” He rolled his eyes.

“I’m not laughing.” She shook her head seriously, looking at him from dark brown eyes the exact same as her fathers, the familiar Stark nose accentuating her face. With a sad sigh she walked over to Katie and lay her hand on her Auntie’s arm. “I’m so sorry for your loss. That beard, well it must have been hard to take.”

At that Katie burst out laughing as Steve let out a groan as he spotted Emmy doubled over on porch, howling.

“Did you tell Em what happened?” he looked accusingly at Katie who shrugged.

“I may have mentioned it before when she called.”

Steve rolled his eyes as they trudged inside, stomping their boots on the mat to get rid of any excess snow, a wave of loud chatter hitting their ear the minute they did. The room was warm, fire blazing and dotted around stood Rhodey, Happy, Pepper, Peter and his Aunt May. Greetings and hugs were shared, Happy taking the opportunity to coo over Flossie as she was much bigger than the last time he had seen her some months ago, and Katie hugged Pepper tight, accepting the glass of champagne that was passed to her.

As was the usual tradition, Pepper had laid on a glorious buffet which went down a treat. And once the food was eaten, Jamie and Morgan both wrapped up and headed out to give Gerald the Alpaca some of the vegetable trimmings that Pepper had saved for him. The younger kids settled in front of the TV to watch a film, Emmy and Peter both happily choosing to sit with them and Katie took a moment out of the wonderful madness to watch as Steve was actively engaged in some discussion with Rhodey, both men laughing and joking. With a smile she then turned her attention to Happy who had his arm looped around May, the pair of them chatting to Pepper as she topped their glasses up with a bottle she plucked from the fridge.

It had been this way for almost seven years now, how they spent Christmas Eve, and whilst Katie loved being surrounded by this patchwork, extended family, she couldn’t help but notice the huge Tony shaped hole.

A hole which, like the one he had left behind in her heart, failed to get any smaller as the years passed.

With super stealth skills that Natasha would have been proud of, Katie silently made her way from the room, grabbing her jacket and headed out, her feet crunching through the layer of snow that lay on the ground as she walked across the lawn and down to the small jetty from which they had laid Tony’s Arc Reactor onto the lake the day of his funeral.

She always felt a sense of peace being here, like there was some part of Tony still present. And to be fair, there was. Said Arc Reactor had sunk to the bottom of the lake once the wreath had rotted. But it was more than that, it was the only place she still felt truly close to her brother and she understood why. It was because this was where he’d gotten everything he’d ever wanted, a daughter, a wife, a home…the very things he’d sacrificed his life for.

With a sniffle, Katie stood at the edge of the small jetty and sighed, looking out over the partially frozen water. “Merry Christmas, Tone.” She whispered, wiping her eyes as her tears trickled slowly down her cheeks.

Back inside the house, Steve looked around for his wife only to notice she wasn’t there. Knowing instantly where she would be, he excused himself from the conversation and grabbed his coat, making his way down to the lake. Sure enough, he saw her stood at the end of the jetty, but before he could cross the snowy lawn towards her, he spotted Jamie and Morgan making their way back from Gerald’s little hut. Jamie stopped, spotting his mom and he turned and said something to Morgan, who nodded, and the pair of them trudged towards her. As Jamie reached his mother he gently slid his arm round her waist, and she turned towards him, dropping a kiss to his head, her arm draping over his shoulder. She then smiled at Morgan, her other arm looping round her niece and the three of them stood still for a moment, Katie’s cheek leaning on the top of Jamie’s head.

Steve gave a little smile, once more the pride and love welling in his chest at how damned thoughtful and willing to look after Katie his son was. As a cold wind whipped against his cheeks he took a deep breath and let it out softly, where it fogged in the air in front of him.

“Merry Christmas Tony.” He said gently before, satisfied Katie wasn’t alone, he turned round and headed back inside.

****

They stayed at Pepper’s until just early evening, when Katie suggested they head home as they still had a few things to do before they got the kids settled and tucked up for the evening. Rori opted to ride home with Emmy and Pete, much to Jamie’s delight, and at just gone five they headed back where the usual Christmas Eve chaos began. In true Rogers-Stark tradition, everyone had a new pair of Christmas Pyjamas to wear, as purchased by Katie, and once showers and baths had been had they all dressed in them and met in the den, Emmy and Peter roaring with laughter at Steve’s which bore the slogan ‘you Jingle my bells’. Rori’s were sparkly and pink, with a unicorn wearing a Santa Hat, Jamie’s were a replica of an Elf Uniform, Harry’s had a huge Christmas pudding on the front, Flossie’s little romper made her look like a reindeer and Katie had gotten Emmy and Pete matching Santa and Mrs Clause ones.

Once the tradition of singing a few carols around the piano was done, Rori insisting Katie played ‘Santa Baby’ three times,  they moved into the living room, the adults with a glass of wine or beer, kids with a hot chocolate and then began the usual discussion about which film they were going to watch.

“Do we have to?” Jamie groaned, as Rori demanded The Muppet Christmas Carol.

“I thought you liked this one?” Katie looked at him as she stood in front of the DVD rack.

“Yeah but we’ve seen it like a thousand times already this year.” He sighed. “Can I go watch It’s a Wonderful Life in the other room?”

“Erm…” Katie took a deep breath and Steve could tell she was trying to keep her face from falling at the fact Jamie didn’t want to sit and watch with them, which would break their tradition for the first time, and he gave a little cough and leaned towards Jamie who was sat on the chair next to the couch.

“Let’s watch The Muppets, and when they’ve all gone to bed you can stay up with and we’ll watch your choice.”

“Really?” Jamie looked at him.

Steve nodded “You keep telling me you’re older now so, well, you can stay up a little later. Just don’t mention it, okay?”

“Sure.” Jamie grinned, before he cleared his throat. “It’s okay mom, I changed my mind.”

Once the film was on, Katie settled down on the sofa, tucked under Steve’s arm as he pressed a kiss to her head, her hands lightly trailing shapes over his arm which was crossed over her chest, holding her close to him.

They laughed and sang their way through the movie, the only movement being Pete and Steve taking it in turns to keep the adult’s alcohol supply topped up and once it was done Rori jumped up, grinning and exclaiming loudly that it was time to leave the treats out for Santa.

Katie and Steve both headed into the kitchen where Katie handed Rori the large plate that Steve had painted years ago, which identified spaces for each separate item, and now sported Flossie’s name alongside the other four and with a loud instruction for Rori and Harry to calm down, Steve handed, Harry a carrot before he grabbed a mince pie and a bottle of beer for Santa- well, he can’t have milk in every house, that just gets boring- and he made his way into the living room where Rori placed the plate down in the middle of the coffee table and they set about arranging the treats.

But Rori wasn’t happy.

"Daddy it's wrong!" "What’s wrong?" Steve looked at Rori and she pointed to the plate.

"There's only one carrot."

"Yeah, for Rudolph."

"But what about Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen?" Steve blinked as she dropped her hands to her hips, giving him a look so reminiscent of the one Katie shot him when she thought he was being a dumbass. "It isn't all about Rudolph, Daddy" "Well, we haven’t got any more carrots, Princess." He pondered "You think the reindeers would like broccoli?" "Don't be ridiculous." Rori shot back but at that point Peter interjected "They do, Titch. I left it one year. They ate the lot" Steve didn't miss the way Emmy looked at Peter as he nodded seriously to Rori, his eldest daughter’s eyes wide with pride and love and he bit back the smile threatening to spread across his face. "It’s true Rori." Jamie added, playing along. "They like most veg." "Ooh, okay! I’ll go ask momma for a selection." She exclaimed, running out of the room. Steve turned to Pete, clapping him between the shoulders "Nice one Queens." He then shook his head "Why the hell is leaving just one suddenly a problem this year?" "Yeah that might be our fault." Emmy grimaced a little "We watched the Christmas Chronicles earlier at Auntie Pep's" "Figures." Steve sniffed. "I suppose I should be thankful she's being so kind. She does love animals." Jamie snorted "Yeah go tell that to Mom now little miss Diva is in there demanding half the veg prepped for dinner tomorrow." Steve groaned "Ahh shit, Honey!" He quickly exited the lounge and headed to the kitchen in time to see Katie stood, frowning as Rori hastily explained the issue. "So I need some broccoli, and cauliflower and...erm...what else is there?" "Potatoes, cabbage, green beans and sprouts." "Yeah. Sprouts!" Katie looked up at Steve, mouthing what the fuck is going on and he snorted as she shook her head and moved to the pans on the stove. She pulled a few pieces of each veg out, placed them in a bowl and handed it to Rori. "Thanks Momma!" She grinned, carefully carrying her precious reindeer food from the room. "Nine reindeer huh?" She looked at Steve as he laughed and crossed to room to give her a kiss. "Reckon you just saved Christmas Eve, Mrs Rogers." "Hmmm." She grinned, her arms sliding round Steve's neck. "How fast do you think you can get them into bed?" Steve arched an eyebrow as his hands landed on her hips. "Why? You got plans?" "Yes." She deadpanned, causing him to chuckle. "We got another film to watch with Jamie first." Steve's fingers flexed against Katie's hips and she gave a sigh. "I forgot about that. God, why does he have to keep growing up?" she grumbled, and Steve laughed as she pressed her face into his chest."I wish I'd known last year it was gonna be the final time he believed in Santa." "Well, I'm kinda pleased that the fat, sack carrying bastard doesn't get the credit for all our hard work with at least two of them." He shrugged causing Katie to snort. "The amount of effort we go to only for him to take the plaudits takes the piss." "Steven Grinch Rogers." Katie looked at him as she pulled away. "You sound like Tony."

"Well, he didn't always talk crap." Steve smiled and Katie grinned as he gave her another soft kiss. Together they left the kitchen and headed back to the lounge where the kids were now dotted about. Harry was sat on Emmy's knee looking at a book, whilst Rori was busy prodding at her tablet showing something to Peter. Jamie was snuggled with Stark and Erica on the chair and Katie had to smile, the kitten had taken a liking to her rescuer, much to Rori's irritation. "Okay kids." Katie clapped her hands. "It’s getting kinda late and I'd hate for Santa to arrive and not be able to come in so..." "Bed time!" Harry grinned, jumping up and off Emmy's lap, the young woman scoffing indignantly. "If only you were this enthusiastic about going to sleep all the time."  Steve mused, swinging Harry up into the air, smoothing his hair back, planting a kiss to his cheek. "But we don't get presents all the other times when we wake up." Rori shrugged. And Steve couldn't really argue against her logic.

***** Jamie fell asleep halfway through It’s A Wonderful Life, and when the film finished Steve gently woke him up where he stretched and let out a yawn before he rubbed his eyes, coming to. He stood up and bid them all a good night, and by the time Katie went upstairs to tuck him in, he was once again crashed out.

Steve, Katie, Emmy and Pete then all settled in the kitchen as it was the furthest part of the house from the bedrooms. Katie pulled a charcutteri board from the fridge as Steve cracked open the Asgardian Bourbon for him and Pete, Katie and Emmy remaining on the champagne. With Christmas songs playing in the background they played a few games of Go Fish, which grew louder and more competitive the more drink they consumed. Eventually, when Pete claimed the last game, Steve tossed his cards down with a disgusted grimace.

“Outrageous.” He shook his head, laughing as Emmy nudged him hard in the ribs.

“You’re such a sore loser, dad!” she scoffed and he looked at her, arching his eyebrow.

“Carry on and Santa won’t be leaving you anything tonight.”

“He isn’t anyway.” Pete grinned, “She’s firmly on the naughty list.”

There was a pause as Steve turned his head slowly to look at him and Pete flushed furiously, recoiling in his seat as he realised what he’d just said as Katie tipped her head back, letting out a huge laugh.

“Aaaaand that’s our cue to leave.” Emmy stood up. “Come on Pete, you fucking moron.”

“Language!” Steve shot out, pointing at her and she replied by flipping him off.

“See you in the morning.” She smiled, giving both her parents a hug and a kiss before she headed out of the door, Pete simply smiling sheepishly as she tugged him behind her and across the garden to the cabin.

And then it was time to set out the presents.

Katie began to clear the table as Steve headed out to the garage to retrieve the gifts from their hiding place, setting them out in the lounge into separate piles before Katie came in with the smaller items she’d hidden in the under-stairs storage for the stockings which were hung over the hearth. Half an hour or so later they stood back to admire their handy-work, new bikes for Jamie, Rori and Harry taking centre stage on their piles, whilst Emmy and Pete’s gift was a little smaller, as keys to an apartment in London didn’t really take up much room when all was said and done.

“I can’t believe it’s Christmas already.” Katie sighed, looking around. “I mean this time last year we were getting ready to have Floss, and when I think back about everything that’s happened since then…”

“It’s been a heavy year.” Steve nodded, his arms wrapping around her as he hugged her from behind. “But we made it. You’re amazing, you know that.”

“Team effort.” Katie leaned back into him, “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

Steve gently moved one hand and reached up to sweep her hair away from her neck. His fingers softly brushed her skin and she gave a little shudder as he dropped his head, his lips kissing softly beneath her ear.

“Gram mo Chroi…” he whispered and she let out a soft sigh, his lips kissing up to her jaw line before she turned and ran her hands up his chest, bringing them to rest on his shoulders.

“Still?” her eyes were bright a she peered up at him and Steve smiled, nodding, knowing full well she was referring to the first time he’d said those words to her on Christmas Eve some seventeen years ago.

“Til the end of the line, pretty girl.” he dropped his head to give her a kiss, one hand on her hip, the other cradling the back of her head as he held her to him, his mouth locked on hers. Soon she felt both of his hands on her back, then they slowly slid down her body, cupping her ass.

“So, about those plans you had…” he muttered against her lips and she smirked, pulling back a little.

“Thought you might fancy unwrapping one of your gifts early.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah…” she grinned. “I mean I’ve been a very good girl, Santa.”

“That’s debatable.” Steve’s smirk grew even wider. Although the sooner I can get out of these hideous pyjamas the better!”

“You know they’re gonna have to go back on after, right?” she laughed as she reluctantly untangled herself from him so she could turn off the lights on the tree and the garland over the hearth. “None of that lot are knocking tomorrow morning before they come in to wake us up.”

“Remind me again why we have no lock for the door.” Steve asked as he took her hand and they walked up the stairs before they took a quick peek in on their kids. All four were sleeping soundly, Stark curled round Jamie’s feet, Erica round Rori’s head on her pillow.  As Katie gently pulled the door to Rori’s room shut, she turned to Steve who pulled her back towards him, his hands sliding down and grabbing the top of her thighs, hauling her off her feet, causing her to giggle.

“Now, where were we Mrs Rogers?”

“Debating whether or not I’m on the naughty list.” She grinned, her legs locking around his waist.

“I think that’s a given, Doll.” Steve smirked, kissing her as he carried her into their room. “When it comes to being naughty, you’re very good at it.”

Katie let out a chuckle as he dropped her onto the bed, wasting no time as he stripped her bare, before he dispensed of his own pyjamas, falling over her, his hands running through her hair as he looked at her.

“You’re beautiful.” his lips ghosted hers, noses bumping and she smiled against his mouth.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” She whispered before he kissed her again, deeply and slowly, the desire and love flowing between the pair of them was evident as Katie let out a soft whimper, her back arching a little into the kiss which broke a moment later as Steve trailed hot, open mouthed pecks across her jaw line to that spot below her ear. He watched carefully, Katie’s facial expression forming into the one he knew so well as she sighed, his mouth dropping down her neck to her collar bone, his teeth gently grazing over the skin.

His hand trailed down her side, tracing the curve of her hip, the pads of his fingers barely touching her but it was enough. She started to clench her legs together as she bucked her pelvis up and his other hand gently reached up, curling around her jaw as he turned her head back to look at him.

“Patience.”  He instructed, his voice a deep, quiet chuckle. Her eyes widened and she swallowed, a whimper escaping her mouth as he kissed her again, his tongue sliding over her lips before it tangled with her own, grazing the roof of her mouth. He broke the kiss again, but this time their mouths stayed pressed together, each breathing the other’s air as his hand moved down over her stomach and gently parted her folds. Katie moaned as he softly ran his fingertips up and down across her slick, his touches soft, teasing nowhere near enough to satisfy her at all and he knew that. He kept his strokes feather-light, just enough to keep exciting her, coaxing more and more wetness from her as his mouth moved down her neck, sucking at the hollow before he moved then to her breasts. His tongue lapped at her nipples in turn, teasing them to hard peaks slowly, as his fingers were working her and she trembled underneath him, the subtle touches not nearly enough.

“Steve…” she let out a choked whisper of his name that was almost a sob. “Please.”

At that he pushed one finger inside of her, curling against her spot, his thumb gently stroking over her clit. Katie’s back arched violently off the bed and he moved again, his mouth back on hers. She responded by kissing him back, and as the kiss grew in intensity so did the pace of Steve’s fingers.

This was torturous pleasure for Katie, Steve just toying with her as he wished. The fire was burning in the pit of her belly, but it was like the low, dull burn of an ember which was waiting to burst into flames. And it was driving her wild. But, as always, he knew just how and what to do and sensing that she was reaching her limit he picked up the pace a little, inserting another finger insider her as he continued tracing circles on her clit. Her back arched off the bed again, and her core tightened before she gave a strangled, low groan which died in her throat as a wave of pleasure washed over her, her legs growing stiff a little before she stilled, her breathing deep, breasts heaving in the dim light of the lamp.

Steve didn’t give her a second’s reprieve. His mouth was back on hers, both large hands cupping her face with a strong grip as he rather unceremoniously nudged her legs apart with his knee. As Katie bent her legs to accommodate him he shuffled forwards, and she reached down with one hand, grabbing at his solid cock, guiding it to where she needed him most.

He slid into her easily, his hands gripping into her hair as he rest on his elbows which were planted either side of her shoulders. His thrusts were deep, slow, controlled, each roll of his hip forward brushing against that spot inside of her. It felt so fucking good that Steve was in no rush for any of this to end, enjoying the fact he was loving his wife in a way only he could. Their bodies were moulded together in the most intimate of dances, Katie’s moving slightly with Steve’s as his hips drove into her, lips pressed together in a barely there kiss, mouths open, as he pressed his forehead to hers.

“So good,” He whispered. “Always so good for me, sweetheart.”

Katie sighed back, it was all she could do as Steve gave a small whimper, his head pressing further to hers as her hands slid up his back, tangling in his hair. As her nails dug lightly into his scalp, Steve tipped his head back a little bit and gave a harsher thrust into her making her cry out a little, her hands tightening around his blonde locks.

He repeated his action, barely pulling back an inch, rolling into her as opposed to thrusting and she felt the familiar, tingle brewing in her belly and upper thighs before with a final silent cry she bucked underneath him, her walls clamping down on his dick as she came, her entire body going rigid before she sagged back underneath him, utterly boneless.

Steve picked up the pace a little, chasing his own release, his mouth back on hers, his groans gathering volume as his hips increased their momentum. With a dirty grunt, which he stifled into the crook of her neck, he came hard, and the world felt like it was completely tipping on its axis as his hips slowed to a stop and he dropped down, pressing his weight onto his wife.

Neither of them moved for a while. The room was silent bar the deep, ragged breathing from the both as they lay still. Katie could feel Steve pulsing inside her as the final throes of his orgasm subsided before he lifted himself a little, his mouth seeking out hers as her fingers danced down his neck.

The kiss was soft, his hands once more cupping her face, thumbs softly stroking over her cheekbones as he pressed his forehead to hers, his nose gently sliding against hers as he pulled away ever so slightly to look at her.

“I love you,” his hands brushing her hair off her face as he kissed her again, enjoying the feeling as her lips curled into a smile against his, “from your head to your mistletoes”

At that she burst out laughing, her head falling back further against her pillow as she looked at him, her eyes shining as she shook her head slightly.

“Your dad joke game is strong, old man.” She snorted before she moved her hands from where they had been stroking the nape of his neck and cupped his face in the pads of her fingers. “I love you too, jingle balls included.”

At that Steve gave a bellow of laugher which she hastily stifled beneath her hand so as not to wake their children. As his chuckles subsided, he gently wrapped his fingers around her wrist and kissed her palm.

“Merry Christmas, Sweetheart.” He smiled, letting go her arm as he dropped his head.

“Merry Christmas, Soldier.” She whispered, before his lips captured hers once more.

[bald-tales]

No going back. By Titan

This was my first story.

My name is Mathew, and I really love the idea of letting a barber have absolute control over what hairstyle I should be wearing. Only trouble is that up until now, I haven't had the nerve. But here I was in my favourite gay bar, considering surrendering my hair, which at the moment was just starting to hit my shoulders. You see, I'd been sitting at the bar with a beer in hand, looking at the different haircuts on the guys around me. They were all typically short, mine the longest by far. I'd been glancing through the local gay newspaper, and noticed a small advertisement, with barbers pole. The shop was called simply, 'Jakes'. Monday were Barbers' choice, it stated. Then in small print at the bottom of the ad it said; 'Monday evenings, special looks by appointment only.' I now had a raging hard on and knew I had to give this shop a try, besides it had been a long time since I'd been in a barbershop, getting my dark, long locks styled in one of those upmarket salons up til now. Here I was, Monday evening right outside number 26 Curtis Street. That was the address that Jake had given me on the phone after I had rang the number in the ad. He explained that as he delt exclusively with a gay clientele, he never advertised his address. It had just turned 6 o'clock as I pressed the bell. The front door gave no clue what was behind it, in fact, I was starting to wonder if this really was a barbershop. My nerves gave way when the door opened and a large, beefy man with a handsome face, stood smiling at me. He wore a traditional barbers tunic with the name Jake, embroidered on it. "Mathew?", he said. "Come on in". I followed him down a small corridor to another door that had a spinning barbers pole beside it. As Jake opened the door, my cock showed my excitement. The room I entered was exactly fitted out as a traditional barbershop. Although well lit it contained no windows, which I did think was strange at the time. Jake the barber motioned me to the barbers chair in the dead centre of the room. With a little hesitation, I climbed up into the big red upholstered chrome chair, that had what looked like a huge light shade hanging above it. "How about a drink",Jake enquired cheerfully. "Sure, wouldn't say no." I replied. Jake walked over to a small fridge and asked,"Is a beer okay?" "Sure is", I replied. As he came back with the beer, I noticed that Jake had a completely hairless head. I mean it didn't look shaved as I couldn't see any sign of a shadow anywhere on his head. He was a big man, well over 200 lbs I guessed, carrying what looked like a lot of that weight around his middle. Normally I wouldn't be attracted to such a man, but seeing him standing there before me in his barbers tunic was really turning me on. As we downed our beers,Jake asked me a few more questions about myself. When I spoke to him on the phone previously, he had asked me what style my hair presently was and what styles I liked. "So, Mathew, you have quite alot of hair there on your head, is it the same on the rest of your body?" he asked with what looked like a glint in his eye. This caught me by surprise. I told him I thought I was moderately hairy. "Let's have a look ", he said, and without any hesitation he started to unbutton my shirt. "I would say you've got more than a moderate covering of hair ,boy". Jake said as he ran his enormous hands over the hair on my chest. I hoped he couldn't see the tent in my pants getting bigger. He had! "Now you told me on the phone you were looking to get something quite different to your present cut." Jake said as he got a stripped cape and placed it around my neck, and secured it with what appeared to be velcro . "Well, I thought a change would be good as I've worn my hair this way for much too long". I began to tell him, "I'm not real sure what style would be good on me, so when I saw your ad, I thought the barber would know the best style, something I would never be game to ask for myself". Jake knew straight away, that this kid was begging to be taken as a slave. He was certainly easy on the eye; he couldn't be more than 22, with a trim, atheletic body, standing nearly 6 foot. But he knew he had to be careful not to scare this boy away before he'd had a chance to work his magic on him. "So your willing to let me do whatever I want?" Jake suddenly asked. I then realised the situation I was in, and beginning to feel a little fearful, replied,"You wouldn't do anything too radical, would you?" Jake just smiled and went to the mirror in front of me. He drew my attention to a board attached to the side. It had a numbered list of hairstyles, many I hadn't really heard of before. "Now I'll tell you what hairstyle will suit you and you tell me if you think it's too radical, okay?" he asked me. Now, that seemed fair I thought, and so I told him,"Go ahead". The clippers felt unbelievable as they travelled up the back of my head, and I knew my cock agreed. Jake had earlier reassured me that the haircut numbered, 5, would be the one he would like to do on me. I was actually a little disappointed as the haircut featured beside the number 5, was an ivy league. I had visions of this guy taking more hair than that off me. When Jake had finished with the clippers, he picked up a pair of scissors and proceeded trim the hair on the top of my head. I had been a little anguished when Jake had first picked up the scissors and cut off all the length I had grown. But when he turned on those Oyster Clippers, I knew I was going to enjoy the new me, especially with summer just beginning. One thing did strike me as odd, when Jake had first started cutting at my hair. It still felt like I had some length at the back close to the crown. I wasn't facing the mirror as Jake had explained he wanted to surprise me with the final transformation. When Jake had finished with the scissors, he said the finished style needed some product in it to keep it in place, but first he had to condition the hair. He rubbed a very thick goo through my hair, making sure it was well coated, but again it felt like he was missing a spot at the back of my head. I really enjoyed the head massage, so much so,I did not notice him lowering that dome light above my head. "This is just to help the conditioners work through your hair, and particularily your scalp." Jake assured me, as he set the dome just over my head. The warmth of the light was really relaxing me, I think I could just drift off to sleep. As Mathew slept, Jake lowered the heat lamp a little lower until, it covered the top of Mathew's head. This 'special' appliance was his pride and joy, as it accomplished quite a few jobs in a very short time. Firstly, it contained a sleep agent, rendering the person under it, unconscious. As a heat lamp, it was drying the cream that Jake had put on Mathews head, letting it completely penetrate the hair shaft. This was the exact treatment that Jake had used on himself. That's why, he had no shadow of hair anywhere on his scalp. The cream was designed to be a permanent hair removal solution, and Jake didn't want his new boy to have hair anywhere on his body. This slave was going to be as smooth as the day he was born, except for one spot on his head. Jake had already decided, he wanted this 'pretty boy' made to look a little freakier. He was going to give him a Mongol look, so that was what Mathew had felt left behind by the clippers, a lock of hair just below the crown, 3 inches round and falling nearly 7 inches long. Jake had also been careful to leave the cream off this hair. Jake switched a lever at the side of the heat lamp. Soft music could be heard coming from under the lamp. While Mathew slept, the Music emitting from small speakers on the inside of the lamp, was designed to put Mathew in a hypnotic state, then he would be bombarded with powerful suggestions. As the sleeping drug effects wore off, this would enable Jake to control him, without the use of restraints or gags. Jake took a look under the lamp, and saw the cream was completely dry. Mathews hair was rock solid, as if he was a mannequin in a store window. He switched the heat-lamp off, and went to his counter where he picked up another jar of cream. Opening it, he began to apply it to Mathews face, around his chin area and above his lip. This was a beard and hair growth accelerator, designed by a doctor friend of his, making the hair grow fifty times as fast as normal. Jake knew how well it worked as he often used it on himself, when he wanted to grow facial hair. In fact Jake decided to spread some of that hair cream on his own face, he thought it was time for a full beard again. He left the shop and Mathew to let the hypnotic suggestions take effect. He was also feeling a little hungry, and another beer wouldn't go astray. He'd check on his new boy in a few hours. Jake had just finished his fourth beer, and as he rubbed his belly, realised he'd better check on Mathew. Looking at his watch, it was nearing 10.30 pm. Mathew had been under his 'Hypno Light' for nearly four hours. It's subliminal messages and hypnotic music should have altered Mathews mind to the effect where he believed he really belonged to Jake; body and mind. Scratching at his face, Jake liked the feel of his new beard. The hair accelerator he,d applied worked fast. He was now sporting a thick, dense beard, completely hiding his chin and neck. Going to the bathroom, he took a pair of Oyster beard trimmers and proceeded to fashion a new look for himself. Trimming the coarse whiskers away from his ears, he removed most of the hair from his cheeks and neck, leaving behind a wedge shaped goatee, that began well back on his jawline. His moustache was left thick and luxurious, trimmed to sit just above the top lip. Pleased with his work, he lathered his face and removed the remaining stubble. He couldn't wait to team up this look with his brand new leather outfit. Meanwhile, across the road............. Billy knew his life was in a rut. What sort of life was it for an 18 year old to spend so much time in front of his window, like some old spinster. Well for this teenager, he could think of nowhere better to spend his time. Since moving into the neighbourhood a few months back, he'd noticed a lot of men coming and going from the house across the road. What was stranger, the men always came out with much shorter hair then they went in with, sometimes radically so. Billy was hooked. He'd always been fascinated with traditional Barbershops, from a very early age, and here was one set up right across the street from his apartment, albeit a hidden one. The owner of the house fitted the big daddy barber type. Shaved head, built like a tank, with plenty of weight around the middle. Definitely not Billy's type, in fact Billy had seen 'his ideal man' enter the house earlier this evening, through his binoculars. Tall, long dark hair, not much older than himself, this particular guy was hot! But what was keeping him so long! He'd gone inside around 6 pm and now it was nearing 11.00. Billy was sure he hadn't missed him, as he'd never left the window for a second. His toilet was here,( a large old fashioned bedpan belonging to his Gran), an ice chest filled with beers and cola, and a couple of cold pizza slices, from an earlier delivery. He was more than prepared for a long night by the window, he certainly didn't want to miss one minute of the action at number 26 Curtis Street. Jake ran the warm water all through Mathews stiffened hair. He'd reclined the Barbers chair back so his new slaves head was fitting into a groove in the basin, designed to support the neck. Jake had just returned from upstairs, and after switching the Hypno-light off, continued with Mathews transformation. As the water softened the dense, hardened, cream, that had turned Mathews hair rock solid, large clumps of hair began to fall away from the scalp. Pink, smooth, skin began to show all over his head. Everywhere the cream had been, hair just slid away as the water softened the hair. The hair root had been eaten completely, leaving nothing for the hair to attach itself to. The chemicals had totally fried the hair remaining above the skin, only the 7 inch long ponytail at his crown, remained. When he'd dried off the scalp, Jake began work on Mathews newly grown goatee. Grabbing a set of trimmers, he got rid of most of the bulk, leaving a sharp edge on the chin almost an inch long. He reduced the mustache, to more a Clarke Gable width, before fashioning it to hang down at the sides, fu-style. Firing up the lather machine, he shaved the remaining stubble, creating a perfect edge goatee and thin mustache. Next, Jake bleached the beard, eyebrows and remaining hair. He decided to dye everything jet black, but that could always be changed. After finishing the colouring, Jake fired up his electrolysis needle and began to tidy the scalp around the remaining lock of hair. He'd been careful to keep the hair removal cream away from this area, and now he was creating a perfectly round circle of hair growing out of the scalp, as if by magic. When he finished on the scalp, Jake set the needle to work thinning down Mathews eyebrows. He narrowed the centre and made them appear to go higher on the outside end. He really was looking like a Mongol slave by this time but his skin was still very pale. Now Jake picked up a paintbrush and began to apply a thick golden oil all over the newly balded head and face, covering every single area of skin. Jake lowered the Hypno-light again and turned on the heat lamp, leaving Mathew to 'baste' for awhile. Part 5 ............Billy was feeling the onset of tiredness. It was well after Midnight and there was definitely no sign of life from number 26. Obviously, the young guy that Billy had observed enter the premises earlier, was staying the night. Billy wished he could be a fly on the wall, as he knew there must have been some serious haircutting, happening to that spunky guy! With a huge yawn, Billy went to bed, and hoped to have some erotic dreams. ............. When Jake returned to his shop to check on Mathews progress, he couldn't believe his eyes. The kid's skin was now a deep, golden brown. He looked so much like an oriental warrior, it was hard to believe that less than 7 hours ago, Mathew was a typical, white, all-American, college boy. Jake raised the Hypno-Light, and switched the heat lamp within it ,off. Time to wake the kid up, said Jake to himself as he waved some strong, smelling salts under Mathews nose. Almost instantly, Mathew's head jerked, backwards, and with a few coughs and splutters, Mathew tried to move his body. He couldn't move his arms or legs, as Jake had secured him earlier with leather restraints. "What's going on .....aaagh! My head...where am I? Why?...aarrrh....why can't I move my arms! Mathew started to garbal as he slowly came to. As Mathew began to focus on the man in front of him, slowly things began to make sense. The bald, bearded guy in front of him, was the barber. He'd come to this shop for a haircut, but why did he feel so groggy, and why was he restrained like this? Jake reasurred his new slave, "Your with me now, Mathew, your perfectly safe, you've just had a little catnap, while I've been working on your new look". Jake then grabbed one of his cigars, and lighting the end, sucked deeply on it. He blew the smoke directly at Mathew, who began to cough repeatedly. Mathew was so confused he couldn't think straight and now his eyes began to water from the acrid cigar smoke. "Don't like the cigar, lad? Well, we are going to have to change that, aren't we?" Said Jake as he blew some more smoke at Mathew. "Now it's time to see your completed haircut", continued Jake. He always liked this part, that's why he did the brainwashing in stages; he wanted them to remember their former self as he did the big reveal. "Okay, here goes", he said as he slowly turned Mathews chair, to face the mirror. Slowly, Mathews eyes began to focus on the man in the mirror. All he could see was a dark, oriental guy, with a completely bald head, except he could see hair coming out of the crown. The guy had a black mustache and goatee, it was hard to guess his age. "Aaarrrgh....." suddenly screamed Mathew as he realised the guy he was looking at was himself. "What the... shit! it can't be....what in the hell have you done to me.....? Mathew struggeled against the restraints as he tried to make some sense of all this. Jake leant in close to Mathews ear, and calmly said, "Relax Mathew, just relax, this is what you wanted, you know it's what you wanted". As Mathew became fully aware of what was happening, he began to think back to the beginning of the haircut. "What the fuck are you on about!" "This isn't the haircut we agreed on" Mathew argued. Jake replied, "It sure is, let me show you". And with that, Jake went to the mirror where the numbered board containing all the different hairstyles, was hanging. "Now, it was number 5 we agreed on wasn't it?" asked Jake, mockingly. Mathew leaned forward, and could clearly see the haircut listed beside the number 5: Ivy League. Suddenly, Mathew's focus caught sight of some small print at the bottom of number 5. He started to feel sick, as he read to himself;'Monday Evenings - number 5: Mongol Braid'. "You bastard! You tricked me, you knew I wouldn't be able to read that small print... I'm gonna get the cops....." Jake continued to speak calmly, close to Mathew's ear,"Come on, don't be so melodramatic, or I'll gag you. Your already getting off on this new look," as Jake pointed towards Mathew's growing bulge in his pants. Mathew was confused. On one hand he was shocked and angered, at what he was looking at, but at the same time, this complete transformation was making him very horny. Could it be that he really wanted this? Part of him was already accepting this, how is that possible? Jake leaned in close to Mathew's ear."Your going to love serving me boy. Your new slave name is Boon." Suddenly, Mathew was feeling completely relaxed. He couldn't remember what he'd just been saying, all he could focus on was the bald , bearded man beside him; his voice was so soothing, his eyes, trusting, all Mathew knew was that he had to serve this beautiful man. Mathew's conditioning was working 100 percent. You see, Jake had just said the keyword, Boon. It had been placed as a subliminal message, to activate, the information contained now in Mathew's sub-conscience. At the mention of the keyword, Mathew was now on course to begin his new life, as Jake's slave warrior. "Now Boon, I'm going to release you from the restraints, you will remain calm". Jake said in a soothing voice. "Yes Master", replied Boon with his eyes still shut. "There is still much work to do", said Jake as he went to work, fashioning a braid out of Boon's ponytail. He worked methodically, sepperating the strands of black, shiny hair and wrapping them tightly into a perfect Mongol Braid........all the time, Boon said nothing; he just sat perfectly still. Part 6 Billy couldn't sleep; he was too restless.All he could think about was what may or may not be happening across the road. He got up and thought he should try some hot chocolate, maybe that might help him sleep. As he entered his small kitchen, he thought he heard a scream - not loud, but none the less it was definitely a scream. Going to the window, he peered across at number 26. A light was on in the upstairs window, and every other apartment close by was in complete darkness. What was going on at that address? Billy knew he couldn't go back to sleep now. Without thinking, Billy returned to his room and started to dress. Meanwhile...... Jake continued to apply the special hair removal cream all over Boon's body. Laughing to himself, he thought maybe it should be called; Hair Destroyer! Jake had Boon completely in his power, so he continued to transform Boon's body, Boon just lay there as if in a trance. Jake had transferred Boon to a collapsable table, he'd sourced at a camping store. Here he could complete his work on Boon's body. When he had completely covered the front of the body, Jake wheeled over, a large infra-red lamp. Turning it on, it began to glow a fiery red as he lowered it closer to Boon. Soon the cream would dry, exactly as it had on Boon's head, and when washed off, would remove all the hair, including the deadened root. "What was that?" Jake said aloud to himself. He'd just heard something fall outside. He thought it sounded like the alley out back. Leaving the shop, Jake went to the back entry to the shop and turned on a video screen near the rear door. He pressed a button that gave him four different screens. One picture was of the front door, one of the alley beside his rear door, and two other pictures showed inside his barbershop. Peering at the rear shot, he pressed a button that brought up just the rear alley camera shot. Sure enough, he could see movement; not real clear in the darkness, but there was definitely, something or somebody, near his rear shop window. This window, only looked in on a small room, that contained a fridge and coffee-maker. It was mainly a supply room for the shop. Jake suddenly remembered he'd left the blinds open, and the light from the barbershop would be filtering through the open door. Jake knew he had to move fast, so he went back in the shop, grabbed what he wanted, and made his way to the front door. Billy couldn't believe he'd come down to this back alley in the middle of the night. What with hearing a scream and not knowing anything about this 'Barber', wasn't this insane? He was beginning to think so as he peered into the back window. He'd climbed up on a trashcan to be able to see in. He could make out what looked like a small storeroom and light seemed to be coming from an open door. It had to be a shop, Billy said to himself. Suddenly the trashcan gave way, and Billy fell to the ground. The sheer noise magnified in that small alley, made him not have to think twice. Taking a moment to gather himself , he started to run as fast as his legs would carry him. His adrenaline pumping, he was nearing the end of the alley, and he started to feel safe. As he rounded the corner of Curtis Street he felt a huge arm grab him from behind. Before he could scream for help, a hand covered his mouth. He tried to struggle, but was having trouble taking in air. He could feel everything going blank. As Billy stopped struggling, Jake knew the either had worked as he kept the cloth over the victims mouth. Part 7 Back in his shop, Jake secured his prisoner to the barbers chair. Using the leather restraints, he fastened them around the kids, neck, chest and arms. He fitted his legs to some custom-made stirrups that could be raised from the side of the chair, and in a semi-reclined position, gave the barber complete access to the groin and leg areas for shaving. Jake studied his captive carefully. Straight away, Jake recognised the kid from the apartment across the street. He'd noticed him many times, just sitting in his window; this had started to worry Jake. He knew the kid had probably noticed the continual stream of men, coming in and out of this address. And now he was snooping around out in back, in the middle of the night. Had he seen anything he shouldn't have? Jake's Barbershops very existence, relied on remaining hidden from the straight world, and the authorities. Wow, Jake thought, this kid was certainly a looker; couldn't have been more than 19. Jake turned his attention, back to Boon, who was still lying on the table in his hypnotic state. Jake would wait for his new prisoner to wake before deciding on his fate. The hair removal cream needed a little longer to dry, so Jake turned his attention to the piercings. Wheeling over a small trolley where he had laid out all the necessary equipment earlier, Jake pushed a large needle through the right earlobe. Working a large gold hoop through the new piercing, he then pierced the left earlobe, fixing a much smaller but thicker gauged ring. All the time, Boon remained, perfectly still. He'd been programmed to enjoy the thought of having multiple piercings, and already his cock was at full mast. Working quickly, Jake continued to work now with a small needle gun and before long, Boon's left ear sported eight gold studs around the edge. In the glow of the infra-red heat lamp, the brillance of the golden colour of the piercings, accentuated, Boon's tanned face. Next a small gold barbell was fixed to the bottom of the thinned down eyebrows. Finally, a small spike was placed under the bottom lip, setting off the black sculpted goatee. It was time to remove the body hair, which by now had completely dried, and hardened. Using wet towels, he rubbed them all over the front of Boon's body, taking away the deadened hair forever,leaving nothing but smooth skin in it's place. He then asked Boon to turn over, and sure enough, Boon obeyed. Jake now applied the hair removal cream to the back of the legs, arse and back. He fixed the infra-red lamp back in place to continue the process of removing Boons remaining hair. Yawning, and feeling a rumble from his stomach, Jake realised how long it had been since he'd ate anything. He went upstairs to fix himself a snack, besides, Boon needed time to bake! Part 8 Conclusion Billy began to come to. He felt as if he'd been hit by a truck. He couldn't remember what had happened; he was having trouble focusing on his surroundings, then slowly, he remembered being in a back alley. Then running as hard as he could, he was grabbed from behind..... then all he could remember was darkness. As he began to take in his surroundings, he realised he must be inside the Barbershop. As he tried to move, he quickly became aware, he couldn't move; there were leather straps holding him to a barbers chair. Fear started to take over, as he became fully conscious. It was then that he noticed a naked guy, lying on a table to his left. Billy couldn't tell if he was awake or not, but he seemed to be completely hairless, except for a long braid, and a beard, and beside him stood some large heat lamp. Billy really started to panic now. He began to yell, "Get me out of this chair." Just about the same time, Jake was returning to the shop,"Pipe down cutie, no one wants to hear your whinning". Almost at once, Billy started to babble about how much trouble the barber would be in if he wasn't released this very minute; "The cops are gonna be all over you, when they hear what you've done, you fat pervert." Jake got in close to the chair and almost whispering in Billys' ear, said; "I think your the one in alot of trouble, Don't you?" "What were you doing, snooping around out back, in the dead of night, eh boy?" Billys' heart suddenly sank. Shit, he hadn't thought about his own actions tonight. How does he explain to the cops how he'd been looking for a delicious hunk that had gone into the shop earlier....Jake had him there. Billy would seem like the pervert! "Listen man," said Billy nervously,"It's all a big mistake. You see I was out for a walk and I thought I heard screaming..........just ahh, let me go and.... I won't say anything." Billy was trying to think quickly now. "What do you take me for?" Laughed Jake. Billy didn't know what to say, he just knew he was in big trouble. "So, what's your name then boy?" Jake asked as he started to fiddle with the Hypno-Light. "Billy". Billy replied nervously as he could see the Barber doing something with what looked like an oversized opperating theatre light. "So tell me Billy, why were you really checking out my shop tonight, could you have noticed a young guy comming in earlier? Your always in that window of yours, nearly every night! Surely you must have seen the guy, waiting outside my shop?" Jake continued as he started to lower the lamp closer to Billys' head. "Well, sure I did see him go in, but I heard a scream and I never saw him come out". Billy thought it didn't matter telling the truth as this Barber was obviously gay as well. "That's because he hasn't come out; Billy meet Boon." Just as Jake pointed towards the dark guy on the table, Billys' eyes began to widen. Suddenly it was as if he'd seen a ghost. Just as Billy began to scream, Jake placed duct tape over his mouth, then switching on the Light, said; "Let's see what we can do to improve your looks, eh Billy?". Music could be heard, strange, melodic music. Slowly, Billys' muffled screams began to subside.

[racingtowardsaredlight]

Oh my gosh bearded Joe eating you out plsss? I’ve been thinking about this for two days lol.

oh my loooord yeeeees like what that bearded mouth do YA FEEL ME

I got incredibly carried away im so not sorry

It was supposed to be a lazy Sunday with the two of you. Just you, Joe, some pizza, and whatever titles you chose to click on while scrolling through Netflix as you wasted the day doing absolutely nothing. This time however, well, you may have gotten a little too caught up in your feelings. Joe had only just gotten back from his trip to Europe two days ago and to say you were feelings a little ... needy - was an understatement. You had practically jumped his bones the moment he walked through the door on Friday and seemed to be latched onto him ever since. 

Of course two days later things had cooled off but not by much. Especially not when you woke up this morning to an empty bed and the tell tale sound of Joe’s beard trimmer turning on. In a panicked frenzy, you leaped out of bed and ran to the bathroom just in time to shout at your boyfriend not to cut down the absolute forest that was formed on his face.

“Don’t!” you shouted while leaping through the doorway, effectively making Joe shout and drop the clippers to the floor where they shook violently until he reached over and unplugged them.

“What the hell Y/N?!?!” He shouted, his eyes blown wide in panic. “I don’t want you to shave.” You said, panting from your previous actions. He nodded, still a little confused as to the events that just took place.

“Yeah I gathered that. Is there a reason why? It’s gotta be god for you to nearly give me a heart attack and cut up my skin at the same time.” He stated, chuckling at the realization that you loved his facial hair enough to panic like you did. You dropped your head and stared at your hands as you fiddled your fingers around, biting your lip as you confessed your reasoning.

“I- I like the way it feels..” you started, knowing too well that Joe was definitely smirking when he questioned you further. “Where?” He prompted, stepping closer to you as you continued to look down. 

“O-on my skin...” you continued, Joe reaching his fingers out to tilt your head up so you’d meet his gaze. You noticed as your eyes trailed up his body that his sweatpants had grown a little tighter and his shirtless torso was beginning to blush, a sign that he was definitely getting turned on by the situation. “And just what areas of skin does it feel nice on, Darling?” He asked, smirking as you gasped lightly. He knew exactly what to say to get straight to your core, even if they were seemingly innocent questions. 

“I like when your beard tickles my neck, or how soft it feels when I stroke your face.” Joe bit his lip at your words, breathing out through his nose and swallowing. He liked to play dominant but you knew he was putty in your hands when you used your words. Giving him a slow once-over, you saw just how turned on he was, his erection straining ever so slightly against his sweatpants. Oh how you turned the tables. You closed the gap between the two of you, reaching down to rub him over his pants, smirking as he moaned and pressed his eyes closed for a moment before returning them to your gaze as you spoke.

“Most of all though,” you began, still rubbing his cock as it continued to harden and Joe’s breathing labored further. “I love the way it feels when you eat me out.” You ended your sentence by stopping your hand movements, Joe letting out an abrupt moan in response. He wasted no time in grabbing you from your spot and marching you to your bedroom, you giggling the entire way. 

He threw you on the bed, watching as your laughter ended and you adjusted yourself to laying down with your legs spread wide. Joe let out a low “fuck” as he noticed that underneath your sleep shirt (his shirt) you wore absolutely no underwear, your aching core on display for him. “You have no idea what you do to me, princess.” He spoke, practically diving on the bed, pulling your body close to him as he hooked his muscular arms around your legs rendering you motionless. 

You had no time to respond before Joe’s mouth attacked your core. His tongue licked a large, flat, stripe up your folds, silently cheering when he heard a desperate moan escape your lips. He unhooked his arm from your leg, using two fingers to spread your folds as continued you licking stripes, stopping every few strokes to concentrate on sucking your clit. Your moans were load and constant as Joe absolutely ravished you, his beard creating an absolutely delicious friction on your upper thighs as you fell apart. 

Using his fingers, Joe teased at your entrance, pulling his mouth from you as he started rubbing his beard on your thighs to tease you further. “Joe, please” you begged, bucking your hips toward his fingers. “Please what? What do you want me to do?” He questioned, his fingers rubbing from your entrance to your clit and back again. “I wanna feel you,” you slurred, feeling almost drunk off of his actions, “wanna feel your fingers, your beard, your mouth - fuck Joe please” a moan escaped your mouth as you finished your ranting. 

Your words hit Joe like a brick, grinding his hips into the mattress as pleasure seemed to rush through him. There was nothing he loved more than hearing you, desperate and begging for his touch. With another rub of his beard on your thigh followed by a quick bite, Joe continued his assault on your now dripping pussy. He inserted two fingers into your soaked core, moaning when you felt you squeeze around them. His hips had a mind of there own as he rutted into the mattress, your body’s ache for him turning him on all too much. He dipped his head back down to your clit, flicking his tongue and sucking harshly while his fingers began to pump into at a punishingly quick pace. 

Your body was on fire as your boyfriend went to town on you. Your high was fast approaching and it only took a particularly well angled crook of Joe’s fingers while he simultaneously sucked your clit for you to unravel with no warning whatsoever. He continued to pump his fingers, giving you a few kitten licks here and there while you came down from your high; his beard rubbing against your folds ever so softly while you floated back down to earth. Stopping his motions when they became too much, you pulled the auburn-haired man up to you and kissed him deeply, still tasting yourself on his tongue. 

Still continuing his teasing ways, Joe took the two fingers he had just destroyed you with and popped them into his mouth. He moaned around them, pulling them out with a wet pop before he smiled at you. “Delicious” he smirked, causing you to let out a small giggle, too sensitive from your orgasm to let his actions affect you so soon. “You came really fast. Like, super fast. Does my beard always do that to you?” He asked, amused when you let out a pleased noise and smiled at him. “You have no idea what you do to me” you said, repeating his words from earlier. 

Suddenly a thought came to you and you reached out to grab Joe’s face, who was too busy stroking your hair back into some sort of place to notice your sudden worry until your hands were on his cheeks. “What did I pull your hair? I was just trying to-” “You didn’t cum.” you stated, earning a small “oh um” while Joe’s cheeks heated up. “Yeah about that-” he stated sheepishly, sitting up on his knees so you could see the dark spot on his pajama pants. Your eyebrows shot up in surprise as you realized that you were too far gone from his actions to notice he had cum as well. “I- uh- I guess I got a little excited” He said, his cheeks now bright red. You continued to stare at him, astonished as to how cute he could be. “You just- you came from eating me out?” You asked, almost crying when Joe answered a meek “yeah”, looking embarrassed. He looked up at you as you smiled and pulled him to you, “God you’re hot” you spoke as you kissed him again, happy when his cheeks returned to normal color after kissing you back. He removed his dirty pants, walking to the dresser to throw on a pair of clean boxers before joining you in the bed again. He pulled you close to him, allowing his beard to tickle the crook of your neck as he planted kisses there, eventually tucking his face in while you both drifted off to a mid-day nap. 

You made a mental note to get rid of his beard trimmer as soon as possible. 

[gopexow975]

What You'll Need: Beard Care Essentials.

Each man should claim the accompanying basic instruments and embellishments. These are important in the event that they wish to appropriately trim, style and keep up their whiskers.

Cleanser and Conditioner Pig Bristle Beard Brush Cellulose Acetate or Horn Beard Comb Facial hair Scissors A Razor (Safety or Straight) Trimmer or Hair Clippers Facial hair oil as well as whiskers medicine

1. Clean Your Beard

Cutting ought to consistently be attempted on a perfect and arranged whiskers. Right off the bat, a perfect facial hair won't get your extras filthy. Besides, a great clean is significant for it and will mollify the hairs to make cutting simpler.

Facial hair is a lot of like the hair on your head and should be dealt with appropriately. Along these lines, except if you have fine hair, a slick scalp, or live in a muggy zone, you don't have to cleanser every day.

The hair roots creates a characteristic oil considered sebum that feed and secures the hair. It's a result that makes hair sparkle and makes volume so should be saved whenever the situation allows. Cleanser works by catching oils. In this manner, in the event that you use it too often, the outcome leaves you with a dry whiskers, which breaks and tangles.

Men with short whiskers can pull off day by day shampooing in light of the fact that the follicles need less time to be recharged it with oils. Be that as it may, men with long facial hair need to find that balance, which is regularly close to three or four times each week. Ostensibly, you could hold up until each time you trim your facial hair.

While cleanser cleans hair by basically stripping it of oils, conditioner recharges it. Once more, this is something that may make men turn their nose up yet conditioner is completely essential in the event that you need to keep your facial hair looking sound.

There are additionally various facial hair shampoos available, which we energetically prescribe as an option in contrast to customary cleanser. This is on the grounds that cleanser for hair will in general element harsher structures of poisonous synthetic substances that can harm your whiskers. Head to our devoted manual for read about facial hair cleanser and conditioners.

2. Dry and Brush Your Beard

Don't barbarously assault your facial hair with a towel or hair dryer. Rather, cushion it dry until smooth and marginally moist as opposed to dribbling. You need it to be reasonable yet still obviously perceive how it will look when dry.

Brush or brush your facial hair wherever first contrary to what would be expected then with it. This will dispose of any wandering tangles and settle them effectively one way. While facial hair brushes are extraordinary for any length of hair, men with longer whiskers might need to think about utilizing a search for more profound development entrance.

In the event that you have neither are as yet considering which one to get, you can scrutinize our facial hair brush manage just as the whiskers brush page.

3. Trim Your Beard With Clippers

In case you're despite everything becoming out your whiskers, you can avoid this progression. Use scissors rather to cut away any wanderer hairs.

When cutting, consistently start with an a greater watchman or lower setting than you really need. This will stay away from any mishaps in evacuating excessively. Trim vertically going downwards to avoir hair ascending and removing lumps from your whiskers. Take hair off in increases on each side to guarantee evenness and sweep once again into the right spot from time to time to ensure everything is all together.

Shape your whiskers into the style you need with the trimmers. You'll discover explicit aides for molding each style on their individual pages recorded previously. Be that as it may, in the event that you don't yet have any scissors, we recommend that you read our facial hair trimmers manual for locate the correct ones for you.

4. Characterize and Trim The Cheek and Necklines

Understanding the neck area and cheek line all over is crucial for a proportional whiskers. It's essential to get a handle on them so to regard the hair's characteristic shapes in any event, while styling in an unexpected way. In the expressions of Picasso, "get familiar with the principles like a genius, so you can break them like a craftsman."

Planning The Neckline

There are a few different ways to characterize a neck area. Moreover, not every person has genuinely characterized limit between their face and neck. The most straightforward, snappiest arrangement is by glancing in the mirror.

Tilt your head up so you can see you neck. Imagine a U shape that goes from ear to ear with its absolute bottom simply over the Adam's apple. Additionally, adhere to a meaningful boundary with your finger over your throat as though you were making a demise danger. This is no-nonsense approach to perceive what should be expelled underneath.

An exact technique for characterizing the edges is from the side. Envision two tomahawks X and Y as delineated in the realistic beneath. Pivot Y is a straight line down that follows the rear of Sideburns. Pivot X appears to be convoluted yet it's just the previously mentioned U-shape that makes a trip from ear to ear seen from the side.

Once appropriately pictured or drawn out utilizing a razor's edge while shaving, you can adjust the shape for a smooth completion. Presently basically expel any wanderer hairs outside this territory. Loosen up the skin to make this simpler.

Consider likewise that the neck area can be stylised. When the form is built up, you can utilize scissors on shorter styles to make a blur. This is accomplished by diminishing the watchman number from the facial structure and towards the Adam's apple after a first pass. On the other hand, step by step include pressure when cutting towards the Adam's apple.

Remember that some whiskers styles have neck areas that side far higher utilizing the facial structure as a kind of perspective. You can peruse progressively about this in the Boxed facial hair style manage.

Structuring The Cheek Line

The cheek lines are a less complex undertaking as it doesn't require any ungainly posing.

Study the common development on your cheek subsequent to allowing it to out. You'll see that the hair regularly becomes quite high and doesn't look especially alluring. You can get control this form over and neaten it as per its common development.

On the other hand, some stylised facial hair have low-sitting cheek lines. By the by, understanding your regular morphology will help make stylising to your face shape simpler.

To recognize your cheek line, just picture a straight line that goes from your ear opening to where your mustache normally falls and meets the cheek hair. See pivot Z in the realistic beneath for reference.

When this is built up, make a characteristic slant from the front of your Sideburns to flawlessly meet the pivot.

5. Trim The Mustache and Clean Up

In spite of the fact that this can be accomplished with scissors, scissors offer better exactness. Brush or brush the hair in the ideal course. This can be either down if all around cut or to the sides if going for a Handlebar style. Utilizing the scissors, trim away any wanderer or undesirable hairs. You can remove any hair that falls over the upper lip in the event that you locate this aggravating. On the off chance that you need to peruse an increasingly point by point control, head to our full mustaches direct here.

While you have the scissors close by, tenderly cut away at any wanderer hairs over the whiskers. Guarantee that your its subtleties are as you need them to be.

6. Saturate and Oil Your Beard

Well that is done, rince out your whiskers to dispose of any wanderer hairs and cushion it dry. Apply a proper portion of whiskers oil and back rub it into the hair and skin. This will keep the hairs fed and give some hold to your facial hair's shape. Brush the hair once more into the right spot and check for any last wanders.

Finding the correct whiskers oil or salve can be a confounding and disappointing undertaking. We have shrouded both in detail just as their advantages and contrasts. You can either look at our full guide on facial hair oils or Children’s Haircut  Services head to the whiskers emollient page to find out additional.

Presently that you're acquainted with taking care of and cutting your whiskers, you can peruse increasingly about the individual families. You can locate a full guide on each style by means of their individual pictures recorded previously.

At long last, we've indexed 7 individual face shapes. On the off chance that you don't yet have the foggiest idea about yours, we propose that your distinguish your face shape before perusing each style in detail.

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Best Dog Clippers For Matted Hair In 2019

A globally distributed brand, Wahl pioneered the quality of efficiency, reliability and durability that their manufacturer is known for now. If you're an international traveler, it's best to make notice in the only con about the Peanut Classic Clipper/Trimmer. The reason the Peanut clipper/trimmer has gained this sort of following is because of the incredible volume of power packaged to a trimmer. The very best Wahl beard trimmers have the Peanut isn't exception, as well as a motor in it. Its powerful motor delivers a strong, sustained and dependable trimming power. Because of such as a version, the Peanut produces where other layouts include fallen flat. The Wahl Peanut clipper/trimmer is a great value for this money. If you're trying to find a clipper/trimmer which is easy to take care of, look no more.Click here Wahl Professional Peanut Classic Clipper/Trimmer 8685 ReviewThe Wahl Professional Peanut Classic Clipper/Trimmer is among the most in-demand items of Wahl.

Professional Hair Clipper Review

Wahl Groomsman Beard and Mustache Trimmer reviewThe Wahl Groomsman Beard and Mustache Trimmer are the holy grail of the facial grooming products of men. Wahl soon became known which is known, as being the worldwide leader in men's grooming products. They have evolved from this cordless clipper and vacuum clipper; the earth will last to appear to Wahl for your latest and finest dressing globe. Latest review: I used this hair clipper so far. Now, so far as clipper blades proceed, you should bear in mind that most professional grade clippers are produced by Andis, Oster, Wahl or Laube, so they use the same type of Snap-On blades (initially made by Oster). And the vacuum system that pulls the trimmed hairs into a collection chamber (instead of leaving them in your ears or nose ) is a benefit which far outweighs the small amount of additional trimming time.

It was his time spent in and around those barbershops that triggered the thinking about devising an hair clipper. Fits Wahl clipper models: 9100, 9200, 9400, 9600, 9700, 8640-500, 8645-500, 8643-500, M/C, S/C, Basic Home Kit, Multi-Cut Home Kit, Premium Home Kit, Deluxe Home Kit. With a commitment to innovation and product quality, Wahl has been be able to turn itself directly. When you acquire a product position the Wahl title, be no mistake- that you are purchasing a sheet of exceptionally excellent that'll endure quality of the time. Women's goods were introduced to your category of merchandise, such since Lady Wahl shavers' lineup along with an innovative curling iron known because Zee Curl. There are just six plants distributed all around the world that now manufacture Wahl products' complete lineup, available in over 150 countries globally. While preserving their time-honored customs of creating and producing clippers and grooming gear, Wahl has stayed committed to offering contemporary and innovative things which are great for woman and the day man.

And today which one is better: getting your hair trimmed by gear or even from professional hair clippers? Building around the achievement observed in the barbershops, Wahl soon branched out into the home grooming arena. Wahl Professional Clipper's qualities make it perfect for trimming small and medium-sized dogs. Today the Wahl Corporation manufactures goods for pet grooming grooming tools including barbers and hair stylists, and an extensive sort of massager's. It's everything that the owner needs to supply high quality grooming. This potent trimmer may be utilized for baby's first haircut, tidying up the children' hairlines before household photographs, extending its love! The Peanut is great with the whole family. You can also consider buying another one from the best trimmers: that the Wahl Peanut cordless model, and that is battery operated.

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Top Tips to find out the Best Barbering Schools

People who are thinking setting up a barbershop or going to work as a barber for any of the barbering establishments one can find employment in should first contemplate going to barbering schools to get themselves appropriately prepared for such an undertaking. While in the past, barbers were tasked to trim hair, shave and trim beards and listen to their customers talk about their lives, these days barbers accomplish more. Barbers are presently tasked to help men deal with their scalp and hair, offer advice on cuts and colors, and even make wigs and toupes for some of their clients. In short, barbers are presently tasked with work that can easily equal that of ladies' hairstylists and hair care professionals.

When you choose to go to a barber school understanding what you will realize is significant. Barber school teaches you the customary as well as the more imaginative skills required when trimming men's hair. Barber students will become familiar with everything to think about trimming, managing, shading, and styling men's hair and we should not fail to remember beard growth. Most of the barber schools or barber programs accessible inside cosmetology schools will show you the basics of hairstyling, shaving, and significantly more. Students will be given the information expected to handle barber instruments such as clippers, trimmers, and razors, and any remaining forms of skill required in this industry. Learning safety and sanitation is also vital and should be an enormous segment of figuring out how to turn into a barber. Anyway, genuine experience is the thing that will eventually bring to you the success should have been considered as a master of your exchange. When you get out and work in the barber industry you will gain a following and that is the point at which you will see how extraordinary of a barber you are.

Barbering School's main focus is giving its students the essentials expected to turn into a success in the barbering industry. Preparing the students for state board testing to accomplish a barber license is the main objective. These programs can either improve the skills the student as of now has or build up these skills from the earliest stage. Your preferred school educational program should be planned to set up its students for tests and licensing. The courses must be equipped with the regulations required to pass the state board test.

In addition, the above data students should factor in whether the school is authorized by professional barber organizations. Students with information on this field will pose a slight benefit over students who are strolling into the school and starting from scratch. Information on the school's rules and regulations is significant as well as its course adaptability. Different factors to consider are the school's area, cost, and hours of service. The capacity of learning during the evening because of daytime work is significant and having the option to go to classes during the day if you work around evening time is also significant. Your lifestyle plays an immense part in your decisions and whether you're up for this kind of responsibility is something that should be considered.

In the end, your decision to go to barber school will be an extraordinary decision to make. It is a developing industry that won't ever get obsolete. Barbers are always in demand and will keep on being for as long as we as a whole grow hair.

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SHAVERS MARKET ANALYSIS (2019-2027)

Shavers Market 2017–2027

Waxing is one of the most common methods used to remove the hair however it is a little painful and costly as compared to shaving. Electric shavers, such as epilators and trimmers are gaining huge demand across the globe as they are saving lots of recurring purchases are completely painless. Shavers are also gaining demand among women for shaving the legs and armpits. They are durable, easy to use, and are affordable. They can be classified into cartridge, disposable, and electric. They can be easily available across supermarkets & hypermarkets, convenience stores, and online. Out of which, the online channel is one of the fastest-growing channels as it helps the manufacturer to reach their product to the targeted consumer and are also affordable as compared to other distribution channels such as retails stores.

The global Shavers market is projected to reach around US$ 51 billion by the end of 2027, in terms of revenue, growing at CAGR of 8% during the forecast period (2019-2027).

Drivers

Advancement in technology such as the launch of electric shavers is expected to foster market growth over the forecast timeframe. For instance, in September 2019, Manchester United and Remington have collaborated to launch a co-branded product range. The exclusive range includes both grooming and hair styling products, complete with club colors and the legendary Manchester United crest. It includes electric shavers, beard trimmers, hairdryers, clippers, and styles.

Growing celebrity endorsements by shaver manufacturers in order to promote their products through electronic and print media is expected to augment market growth. Many renowned celebrities, such as film stars and athletes, are highly engaged in endorsing various brands of shavers which is increasing the visibility and acceptability of shaver products among consumers. Hence, growing celebrity endorsement is projected to accelerate market growth.

On the basis of the region, Latin America dominated the global Shavers market in 2018, accounting for 31% share in terms of value, followed by Europe and North America.

Figure 1. Global Shavers Market, Revenue Share (%), By Region, 2018

Market Restraints

Low adoption of shaver's by women across developing countries such as Asia, Africa, and Latin America less concerned about personal grooming as compared to developed countries is expected to hinder the market growth. According to the Coherent Market Insights analysis, in Japan, 56.2% of approximately 1,000 women in Japan aged 20 years – 69 years did not remove body hair. This is expected to restrict market growth.

Electric shavers are painful on ling hair and can leads to small nicks on the skin such as razor bumps and acne. This is expected to restrict the adoption of shavers. Also, they need to be handle with care. All these factors are projected to hamper the market growth of shavers over the forecast period.

Market Opportunities

Electric shavers have potential opportunities in developing countries due to rapid urbanization and growing disposable income in developing countries of Asia Pacific, Latin America, and Africa. This is increasing their spending on high-end grooming products, which is expected to foster market growth in the near future. According to the CEIC Data, India’s Households: Gross Disposable Income data was reported at 131,525,002.483 INR million in Mar 2018. This records an increase from the previous number of 119,566,177.097 INR million for Mar 2017.

The growing working women population is projected to provide a significant market opportunity for the shavers market. According to the data from Catalyst, in India, women’s labor force participation rate has fallen from 30.4% in 1990 to 23.4% in 2019. In the United States, 57.1% of women were in the labor force in 2018, compared to 69.1% of all men. Moreover, In Australia, women’s labor force participation rate stood at 61.1% in 2019.

Figure 2. Global Shavers Market– Opportunity Analysis

Market Trends

The growing trend of body hair removal such as shaving their legs, armpits, and chest is projected to fuel the demand for shavers which in turn propelling the market growth. Shaving affordable as well as painless as compared to waxing which is further driving demand for electric and non-electric shavers as they are comfortable to remove hair from private body parts. This is expected to foster market growth.

Growing demand for female razors due to the expanding population of working women around the globe is projected to augment the market growth of shaver. For instance, in February 2015, Energizer Holdings, Inc. launched Schick Hydro Silk Trimstyle – a hybrid razor for women, which is the part razor and part bikini trimmer. Hence, the rising introduction of the female razor is projected to accelerate market growth.

Figure 3. Global Shavers Market, Revenue Share (%), By Application, in 2018

On the basis of the product type in 2018, the non-electric segment has accounted the largest market share of 77.5% in terms of value, followed by electric.

Competitive Section:

Key players operating in global shavers market include Panasonic Corporation, Conair Corporation, Koninklijke Philips N.V., The Procter &, Gamble Company, Energizer Holdings, Inc., Spectrum Brands Holdings, Inc., Wahl, Clipper Corporation, Super-Max Limited, and SOCIÉTÉ BIC SA

Few Recent Developments

Panasonic Corporation

Key Developments:

In January 2015, Panasonic Corporation introduced LT-series Arc3 3-blade Wet/Dry Shavers at the 2015 International CES. The company launched two models of the product in February 2015.

In March 2015, the company showcased its broad range of home appliances and personal care products at 2015 International Home & Housewares Show in Chicago

In 2015, Panasonic ER-GB80-S All-in-one Beard, Body and Hair Trimmer won the Men's Health Grooming Award in the shaving category

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Best Dog Clippers For Professional Groomers

They have a tendency to bend and break . It was as we tried a few experiments on 13, break resistant! Naturally, it takes some time to charge them sometimes a couple of hours -- and they have a runtime, whereas models operate. Purchase The Andis Fade Master is a significant duty clipper that can run non-stop, cutting and trimming through hair with no motor. Buy Now Andis is a business known for the 80 years of experience. These clippers are a exceptional choice from Andis. Experts in such barbers shops for everyday tasks analyzed 14's final collection we selected like trimming on the most typical reasons, hair and trimming beards. Click here With this in mind I thought maybe I take the dog in for a clipping and possibly once in a while could do just a small grooming.

Panasonic Professional Hair Clipper

In fact, it is easily the lightest hair clipper out there, making it rather simple to move when in pack and use as it is not. In fact, it drops in value cost bracket or the mid-level. Price - is important, however because there comes a hair clipper with a creature price tag doesn't mean it's going to be good. We suggest going slow for this one, at least in the initial stages, until you have figured it out. You're likely to have to devote a tiny effort to make certain you receive the proper ones to suit your special needs. You can easily correct the screw to ensure that you don't bother anyone else in the house each time. It is effective and so useful that it remains relevant today. "Zero overlap" devices work quite close to the skin and even the smallest of a slip in technique could lead to cuts and nicks.

Did the hair clippers trim? The batteries have been chargeable as and if required. Along with all these, blade extender and the buttons are situated in an area, when you're cutting hair, where you are able to reach them. While the"zero fretting" turns this apparatus into a elite clipper, its functionality is also boosted by the presence of a adjustable taper lever and three guides. Since 1919, with the creation of the first practical electric hair clipper, Wahl Clipper Corporation has been the leader in the skilled and home grooming category. It's an perfect option for hair salon attendants and professional barbers. The Wahl Balding is used by professional hairdressers and barbers due to the strong and strong engine. But many Wahl clipper versions operate on moist hair you may dry out the hair if you desire. 50. Also consider corded variable and the cordless hair clipper whilst buying a hair clipper. Further, the fact that it accomplishes full charge in approximately 20-30 minutes means you can use it on the road or while swimming. Initially it will probably take you a while to give Fido a haircut, but since you get used to the clippers you'll be able to work.

Step-10: Oil the blades.

Along with peppermint oil and a clipper blade protector, the package will comprise four trimmer combs plus six combs apart from both devices. This device may arrive one with the power cord and one might be the cordless layout. This is easy; many hair clipper's blades are fastened with two screws found at the base of the blade. Step-10: Oil the blades. You'll also receive a styling comb to work with during and following your cut, in addition to lubricating oil and a cleaning brush to keep your clippers. Here's the principle: apply some oil every time it is used by you. Never pay to get a haircut again using this new cutting edge design and look your best without the support of others.Please go through user manual before use. Possibilities, all of which were well versed in the user manual are meant by an 18 piece kit.

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Best Professional Hair Clippers For Fades

Using a comb, work to form a rectangle separating hair from the shorter hair. Unlike those large and complex options, these ones are conveniently that is streamlined and work. Inside my head, in addition, it makes the clipper attractive to individuals who would like to lower their particular hair, as it usually means that you don't have to think about in which the hair clippings are all currently moving. The Wahl Professional 5-Star Balding Clipper is fantastic, but not ideal. Clean shave trimmers prides themselves for providing their enthusiast smooth cuts giving that clean-shaven look that is invaluable to them. Getting the outline trimmers is not a joke! In this guide, we've compiled the best brands. The blades don't make a noise when turned on to enable your pet a stress-free and good grooming experience. Click here You don't have to scatter the blades and it's not difficult to wash under the faucet (you must eliminate the cutting unit because the machine can't get into the water).

Nova Professional Hair Trimmer & Clipper Set

The blades are made for an experience that was cutting. It's made to avoid overheating while trimming. It is as it's manufactured with materials to make it and allow it to carry the heavy duty creature hair clipping. It is fairly inexpensive and that will make the clipper a good solution. Make sure you only select an alternative that is ultra-powerful and test the engine, if you want the best results. If you are tired of those flops that can't offer the results, ensure you buy one of the top picks! It has a motor and blade alternatives as a trimmer works to provide a neat conclusion. Further, its black and white sea blue color blend give it an appearance that is appealing.

This mixture is good. This is absolutely a fantastic matter for stylists. One thing to notice is it is compact and lightweight. The obvious issue is this motor's energy. The Oster Fast Feed Pivot Motor Clipper is worth your time and electricity. It is going to end up being well worth it in the long run, although the price is a little expensive. Make sure the quality will be great and the cost is reasonable. So, You can easily buy your house hair clippers on amazon at rates that are affordable along with an assurance of an excellent product. However, cordless clippers are not perfect. So, if you would like to avoid skin damage and undergrown hairs, a summary trimmer could be perfect. Dry or wet surgeries: Most outline trimmers provide both alternatives but we've got some which may be used for shaving. When attempting to cut through hair, some are going to fight.

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So, if you mean to use the trimmer while outside the house, then I suggest you go to get a brand that delivers both dry and wet operations. This particular hairstyle delivers a handful of special advantages and it's fairly easy to pull away. Below, you're going to learn a terrific deal more about its advantages and this clipper. If your dog will not stand still and will panic, try grooming like once every week, and just do a small bit at a time. You won't be able to use the device until the battery has been charged if this happens. To add value 1 free battery is included. You'll absolutely want to check out this one in a bit more depth, if you don't mind spending a bit more. The competent engine, added sturdy blades, and fantastic build are what made this clipper extraordinary in comparison to other items on the market. Here, we are going to reveal to the characteristics of the hair clippers by which you are able to readily select the best among them to you. Just remember that you're first going to need to equip yourself with one of the greatest hair clippers for fades, which will not be simple.

Also, you won't want items like water and soap that waste more time. It's more precise than lots of the alternatives. What we dislike: These clippers that were corded have to be plugged , which may make them difficult to maneuver. That is going to generate a impact. You are going to want to make sure the battery will be good, if you're going to get a cordless clipper. Another quality which makes this Clipper a great option for anyone needing the dog clippers is its cordless design. Nowadays, A number of breeds include as common pets, and the length of the coat will decide on the type of demands. PLEASE NOTE: Wahl Professional Products purchased from this dealer include a manufacturer's warranty, which is not available from dealers. Wahl is a business that is superb, and you can usually rely on their products. Trimmers are perfect for styling which beard or hair which you will not attain with a hair clipper. First of all: The battery life of this andis would be to short.

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Look, I shave my balls.

Ever since I read that porn stars do it to make their dicks appear to jump like a young Jordan, far away from their bodies.

That shit works too.

Think your dick is smaller than it really is?

Remove the “foliage” from around it and watch how it towers!

Neat trick.

I also shave my chest (on occasion).

I once had a girlfriend that couldn’t get over – or around – all the hair and got even me curious as to how I would look without it.

Turned out, I looked good.

Well, I look good anyway, but I could see the definition that comes with all the different exercises I do to make myself so spectacular.

Thing is, when I do all this “manscaping” as it’s called; a take on the notion of landscaping or cutting, pruning and removing unnecessary or unsightly plantlife and adding the self-explanatory prefix of “man”, I do it with tools that I might otherwise use on another part of my anatomy.

In other words, I’ve “manscaped” with hair clippers and razor blades, beard trimmers and edge liners.

I have not nor would I ever purchase a tool just for manscaping.

That’s too fucking much.

I mean, we’re not talking about Eli Whitney and the need for some shit that would process cotton faster here.

We’re talking about some shit where, all things considered, most dudes would just as well not have bitches know that we do.

I was at the $1 pizza stop right off the corner of Fordham Road and the Grand Concourse yesterday and the Spanish dude behind the counter had obviously plucked his eyebrows.

Bet even if offered, he wouldn’t do an add in not Revlon tweezer add tho.

He’d probably rather it not be known.

We’re not – or at least we shouldn’t be – like bitches, fellahs.

We don’t appreciate then wanna share secrets when other niggas ask us about our makeup tips.

I mean, I see it like this: you might “need” viagra, but you damn sure wouldn’t – or at least historically you wouldn’t have – been on the train or out in public or even, especially in front of your ho talking about, “Yeah, as soon as I take this pill that makes my dick hard, I’ma fuck! Thank God for this pill that makes my dick hard, cause my dick wouldn’t get hard without it!”

That said, I’d look funny at a dude were I in his bathroom – as you should at me with no excuse as to why I’d be in another dude’s bathroom – and I saw he own some electronic devices geared just for “manscaping”.

This is a muhfucca either with too much disposable income or he’s got too much bitch in him.

That “meterosexual” nonsense has been about some bullshit.

And I thought that went out.

Besides, even though hoes might share their most exclusive “beauty secrets” among themselves, they still don’t want no dudes to know them shits.

They maintain an air of plausible deniability which your ass would sure as fuck compromise by having some manscaping shit on the bathroom counter right up next to the electric toothbrush.

Don’t do it.

Manscaping results should appear to be wizardry; like how that bitch you woke up with is never the bitch you fucked the night before.

And, anyway, it’s the results that count.

Think I’m wrong?

Which of these do you think are real and which are fake?

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If you answered “does it matter?” you made my point.

Should You “Manscape”? Yes. Should You Have the Appropriate Tools? HELL NO Look, I shave my balls. Ever since I read that porn stars do it to make their dicks appear to jump like a young Jordan, …

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Fantasies become Reality -Pt 3 scenario 2

Fantasies become Reality - by Titan (pt.3) This is the second scenerio continuation where we see what would happen if Ben had escaped Alex kidnapping plan, though his knight in shining armor, Rick from Rick’s Cutz, may be more like Alex than first appeared. Part 3 - Scenario two: When I returned home, grateful to have escaped Alex thanks to Rick the barber, I poured myself a bourbon looking briefly in the hallway mirror. I was somewhat disappointed it hadn’t been cut or trimmed by Rick, it was too long and thick and I was sort of hoping he would give me a much shorter style, or even shaved clean for that matter. Yes, the barber managed to warn me about Alex and his kidnap plans for me, but I still looked the same hairstyle wise and that’s all I could focus on besides my thick stubble. As I looked at myself I pulled my fringe back exposing my self- inflicted, uneven hairline. As I stared in the mirror I could hear a voice in my head, it was the husky barber, Rick. “We have another day planned when Alex will be away, call me at my shop, I’ll be waiting with clippers ready.” It felt so clear but why? And why would I even consider going back with all the inherent dangers? What I was unaware of was that my beer had been spiked and the drug used was able to break anyone’s will very quickly but didn’t stay long in your system. As the drink had reached its effectiveness, I was unaware of Ricks added talents for hypnosis. When he’d said in the shop,“ I see your are having a problem with getting out of my chair, don’t worry, we have time to go on with your haircut at another date.” I was unaware of his mind manipulation. The beer had taken affect and I was already floating a little unable to move for a moment. Rick started to massage the back of my neck, I could feel myself becoming very tired. I heard his deep voice but it seemed melodic and soft. My eyelids grew heavy and my body so much lighter. “As you relax knowing you are in safe hands with me all you can think of is becomming a sexy, bald man, just like Rick. A smooth, pink crown and a ring of healthy hair with a big bushy beard. You can visualize it, see it happening and you feel good. Relaxed and breathing normally you are so happy and excited. You need to feel that baldness and the sooner the better.” My dick was growing hard as I heard the message. “You trust me and feel turned on by me and what I can do to you; I will turn you into a virile man and it’s all you can think of as you see yourself in the mirror. Bald and bearded that is the new you. Every time you look in the mirror it’s all you can focus on; making your biggest desire come true.” Then Rick repeated some phrases over and over before bringing me out of my drug induced state.  “Rick can give you a permanent smooth crown and a beautiful horseshoe of hair joining up with a real mans beard. You can trust Rick to make you sexy Ben.” Over and over he said this before, unaware I had been under I’m sitting in his chair feeling very relaxed and not so nervous. I was very lethargic at first finding it hard to leave the chair. The drug would take a little while to wear off. “Well you’d better be on your way Ben, no telling when Alex arrives.” “Oh! Yes, ah thanks……” I said wanting to escape Alex. And now safely in my apartment, I gazed deeply at myself in the hall mirror where I could almost visualize my head with a smooth crown under my hand. As I moved my hand down to my chin the whiskers felt rough at first, then I imagined a dense, soft beard growing bigger and bigger. At the same time my cock was growing. Putting my drink down I went to lower my jeans, imagining my new self in the mirror, totally turned on to becoming bald and bearded, I started to stroke slowly on my cock. It didn’t take long to return to Ricks shop. I finally phoned his shop feeling compelled to after a few more days of seeing myself in the mirror and hearing that inner voice convinced me I had to go back and have him make me into that man I could now see.  “Hello Ben! Nice to see you haven’t shaved the beard, it’s coming along nicely.” The barber seemed friendlier and more interesting than I had first thought on meeting him those few days ago. I marveled at his shiny tanned scalp. “Ah!….well I just can’t seem to shave it off. Every time I try something stops me.” I said nervously. “Good though someone needs a haircut too, that hair is looking way too preppy.” And turning away he went out towards the back, “and someone needs a drink to loosen up.” “Oh ah…no I’m fine.” I tried to sound convincing. “No you’re not, and don’t worry, Alex is away at the moment, in Cairns I believe.” Relaxing a little now at the news he was a few thousand kilometers away in Northern Queensland, I still knew this barber meant business. The thing was I wanted it and hoped he would take my hair permanently today. After he caped me up and the beer had started to work, it was of course spiked again, he went to close the shop. “So ready to have your new hairstyle?” Rick started to rub my hair on top. “I…I think…..just a sh…shorter…” Rick didn’t let me finish. “Just look at yourself in the mirror, that’s it - keep looking. Bald and bearded is the new you. Every time you look in the mirror it’s all you can focus on, making your biggest desire come true.” As I stared at myself I could see the new me. Fuck, I wanted this more than anything and my cock was proving it.  “So ready for your haircut Benny?” Rick said as he grabbed some oversized clippers from a hook on the side of the counter. “Yeah.” I murmured as I rubbed my crotch under the cape. “So how short do you want me to go?” Switching the clippers on the noise filling the room. “Smooth like you….” “Male pattern bald like me?” “Yes….smooth and shiny on top….just like you Rick.” “Your wish is my command.” And without wasting any more time he ran the clippers down the center of my head leaving light stubble behind. Despite my drugged state my eyes widened and my mouth dropped. Finally I was being made bald and I was so excited and turned on. As row after row of hair was cleared I didn’t want the clipper action to end. Suddenly the shop was full of silence as I realized he’d stopped the clipper action. “So you still want to go shorter?” He leant down and whispered in my ear. “Y..yes…sh..shorter…” I stammered hoping to hear those clippers again. Rick turned to the counter and picked up a smaller pair of red clippers. “These should help make that hair much shorter boy!” Their high pitched sound put me on edge and I wanted to cum right there in the chair but what I didn’t know was the drug was preventing me from getting too aroused down there. Rick knew it would help not only keep him in charge of Ben’s transformation but prolong the euphoria Ben would be feeling. As the red clipper took the remaining hair away I couldn’t even see stubble, only white pale skin. Shit, he was really making me bald. He kept going over the top leaving the buzzed hair on the sides. I could now see how I would look as a young man with severe male pattern baldness. The beard seemed to show up even more now and I wondered how long it would take to grow. It’s what I wanted wasn’t it? To be bald and bearded, a virile, masculine man, the voice inside my head kept saying. Rick always loved this part where he started to design how much baldness the customer would have. The balding clipper went well below the crown, Rick deciding this boy would be even balder than him. “Yes, I’m giving you a nice sexy dip at the back Benny, you’re going to love it.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing but in my relaxed state I could barely react. As he worked lowering the side a little more he added, “We are going to grow the fringe out a bit more on the sides, it will go so much better with your new beard.” As I watched I wondered how long that beard would take to grow? As if sensing my thoughts Rick said, “Oh and don’t worry, I have a little special help for that beard to grow into a luscious, full beard.” When Rick had finished creating the area of baldness with the trimmers he turned back to the counter and took a plain tube of something then pulling on some latex gloves. “Ready for permanent smoothness Benny?” “Hmm….y..yes…..smooth and shiny…..” I almost moaned as I realized he was using some sort of hair remover. What I didn’t know was along with many of the other products in the shop, this depilatory was developed in Alex’s lab and was a very strong hair remover barely needing a second or third coat for permanent results. As he spread the cream over my bald areas he said something about leaving it on for just a little bit longer as my shadow was quiet dark. He changed gloves and got another big jar of gel-like substance. He took a big glob and started to spread it over my thick stubble. “A couple of coats of this will help you with that beard too.” He rubbed it carefully wherever the whiskers were growing. He seemed to spend a little more time on my top lip and after a while it started to tingle. When he finished up I could hardly believe the way I felt. This man was changing me into a bald and bearded man, someone I wanted to be more than anything or so I thought, I hardly noticed the big hair dryer he rolled over. “This will help you become that virile masculine man so much quicker.” he said as he switched it on. I could feel warm air on my newly denuded head, the sensation wild and exciting. I wanted to touch my scalp but I couldn’t really move my arms. After awhile the skin started to tighten as it got hotter under the dryer. He lowered it more as even my face was being blowdried. “Now why don’t you just relax and let Alex’s potions work their magic and let me take a break eh Benny?” He was rubbing my neck and shoulders again giving a relaxing massage and I felt so good. I closed my eyes hearing the barber briefly at times telling me how good I would look when I woke. I was aware of light at times than I would feel something being applied to my head, more rubbing and more heat from above than something being applied to my face. All the time I just felt lethargic and heavy. At one time I woke up to having some tube in my mouth. I couldn’t move as something was being pumped into the tube leading down my throat, it was beer. I was now lying down on some bedding, Rick having moved me onto a portable camp bed in the shop where he could keep me drugged with the copious amounts of beer he was feeding me along with a special, weight gain mixture. I heard him say while I was being fed, “Yes Benny, you’re coming along nicely. You are going to really get a taste for beer real soon.” LATER Then all of a sudden I smelt something odd under my nose. It almost made me gag but I was aware of light and my eyes tried to open.  “Wake up Benny, its time for you to see the new you.” A familiar voice said. As I tried to focus I realized I was still in Ricks barbershop. How long had I been here? “Come on sleepy head, we haven’t got long as I want to get you home before Alex comes back.” Suddenly everything came rushing back, and I was aware of Rick standing in front of me. I felt tired and as I moved my head I felt something on my chin. As I looked down I could see hair below my nose. I licked my top lip and could imeadiately feel thick whiskers. “Yes, that mustache is already looking good, nice and big; ready to see the new you Benny?” Rick said jovially while turning the barber chair around to face the mirror. “Ta da!” He sang. “What do you think?” “Wh….what….how did you…..?” I just stared at myself in the mirror. It was a very different me, I barely recognized myself. How long had I been here?  The strong shop lights reflected off my shiny, smooth scalp that no longer looked white. The stubble that had been left around the sides was now a very thick, manicured horseshoe of hair, darker and matching the color of the beard that flourished on my face. It had the same careful manicuring by the barber. I took my hand and touched my head drawing it down to the perfectly trimmed hair beneath. I loved the feel, it was so much better than I thought, no shadow or hair showing on top. The balding looked very natural as the edges had been carefully blended with a epilator. That must have been the pulling I felt at times. I now looked as though I’d been bald for many years. “What about the beard?” Rick asked marveling at my changes himself. I began to run my hand over the lush beard that was now full and surprisingly soft. The mustache was a little thicker hiding my top lip and it curled a little at each end. “How…could you…do all this so qu…quickly?” I asked mesmerized as I took in all the changes. “You’ve been here for three days and I thought we should do everything you needed to have done straight away before you changed your mind.” Rick replied. “Th…three days?” I was shocked but something told me not to make a big deal out of it, Rick was just trying to help me become the bald and bearded man I was craving to be. “I like the added weight too, it suites you!“  My eyes looked down to my lap where a small ball belly stretched my t-shirt exposing my stomach a little. Then I remembered the tube going down my throat. “So how about a beer to celebrate?” Rick asked noticing where I was looking. “Fuck yeah!” I said wondering where that had come from all of a sudden. “You sure can put them away and their sure helping you grow that belly you wanted.” I was confused but what Rick was saying seemed to be right wasn’t it? I was too thin to be a bald and bearded virile, masculine man. I wasn’t aware that the phrase ‘so how about a beer to celebrate’ was the trigger phrase for my new personality to kick in. Rick had been working on re-wiring me while in his shop. He was more than pleased as he noticed the change in me. Rick had worked hard to achieve the new man before him. He wasn’t going to go this far but once he started he couldn’t stop. A little of his Alex inspired side took over. He’d used Alex’s potions on the beard and horseshoe multiple times, surprised at how well they worked quickly growing the hair. He’d tanned the skin and ensured no stray hairs would be appearing in the future. He’d also arranged for Benny to tender his resignation at his workplace; well he couldn’t return with the extreme changes. None of this could happen while on a few weeks leave. No, Benny was going to be doing more manual work from now on as Rick built him up and out. And that beard needed some more work, but first he’d have to get Benny home and start organizing his new life. He had to make sure Alex never found out what he’d done. As they both left the barbershop in the growing darkness of early evening they were unaware of being watched.

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How To Grow A Better Beard Than All Your Mates

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How To Grow A Better Beard Than All Your Mates

You don’t choose facial hair; it chooses you. Sorry to say, not all are worthy. That’s why so many men find growing facial hair about as easy as farming the Sahara. But even if you’re one of the unchosen, not naturally gifted in the way of the beard, the right bit of nous can still help you achieve stubbly glory.

It’ll take a little effort at first, but the rewards are worth it: different types of beards can transform your look and take you from clean cut to rugged and mysterious in no time at all. But where should you start, and how do you know if all-out bearded glory is for you? Follow these steps, and you’ll be well on your way.

Why Grow Facial Hair

It’s Kinder On The Skin

It doesn’t take a genius to work out that forcibly dragging a razor across your face is not good for you, which is where facial hair comes in.

“It’s good for making a rugged statement, accentuating facial contours, creating a change of look, [but also] giving the skin a rest from shaving,” says Tony Glenville, author of Top To Toe: The Modern Man’s Guide To Grooming.

It Can Mask Imperfections

Like busy patterns for a bulkier frame and baseball caps for a thinning thatch, facial hair is great for hiding imperfections such as uneven skin pigmentation and acne scars.

What’s more, a well-defined beard or stubble boosts the apparent size of your jaw and, by virtue of colour contrast, draws attention to your teeth – handy for framing a set of pearlies.

It Matures Baby Faces

Given the fact that facial hair is one of the most obvious signs of sexual maturity, it’s no surprise that men with smooth chins can feel put back a few years (and not in a good way).

If you’re always getting asked for ID, take a leaf out of the books of countless style icons and grow some stubble or a beard (note: not bum fluff) to banish that baby face.

It Makes You More Attractive

Do women actually like beards? Apparently so. And it’s likely men think the same. A study by psychologists at Northumbria University rated guys on their appearance. The women surveyed singled out stubbly blokes as prime partner material, viewing them as more masculine, tougher and dominant-looking compared to those without stubble.

The reason? “The higher a man’s testosterone level, the faster his stubble grows – so a three-day-old beard acts as a strong visual badge of masculinity,” explains body language expert Allan Pease.

How To Grow Facial Hair: 3 Key Steps

Shave Down

Before you get to the hairy business of growing facial hair, it’s important to start with a level playing field. So shave. Specifically, clean shave properly: steamed pores, new blades, hot water. This allows for healthy and consistent growth and will form the foundation upon which your impending man mane will be built.

If you’re feeling indulgent, visit a barber for the full wet shave experience with hot towels, straight edge razors and maybe a head massage if you’re lucky. Not only will this make you feel like a million bucks, you’ll also get an expert base on which to grow a beard.

Encourage Growth

Depending on where you sit on the testosterone scale (from Justin Beiber: 0 to Jon Hamm: 10), your growth will either be glacial or like an avalanche. Either way, when it shoots into sharp stubble, you’re at stage one. Congratulations, beardsman; your welcome pack is in the post.

However, the hard work isn’t over – you need to keep it going. While you can’t alter genetics, exfoliating regularly helps stimulate the skin underneath and therefore growth. Pay attention also to your diet: vitamins B and C, zinc, iron, omega-3 and plenty of water all give a facial forest the nourishment it needs to grow.

Choose A Beard Style

The right beard style can add weight to your jaw and deliver a more masculine profile photo, but you need to get the shape right. From light stubble all the way through to Gandalf, facial hair should be in proportion and well-balanced to look its best.

A good beard should complement your face shape, but it can also manipulate it too. Keeping it tighter under the neck and slightly longer around the chin and face will make it look as though you’ve got a stronger jawline, so keep this in mind when growing it out. If in doubt, consult a barber.

Facial Hair Maintenance

Precision Trimming

Whether you want a full lumberjack bush or designer stubble, you will need to arm yourself with a decent beard trimmer to keep it at your preferred length.

For more serious shaping, some trimmers have precision settings, giving you more creative freedom. Deploying one of these marks you out as a follicular connoisseur and allows you to take the chin, cheek, neck and jaw areas down to zero, but still gives you the option of a leaving a little length if face adornment du jour, the beardstache, is more your kind of thing.

Don’t Be Afraid Of Patches

Growing facial hair only to find it resembles crop circles can make it feel like the grooming gods have come together to plot against you. But you’re not follicularly effed, so to speak.

“Now that beards are tolerated more in formal environments, so too is stubble – and it’s particularly popular with men who can’t jump on the beard trend because they have patchy growth,” says Denis Robinson, creative director of barbershop mini-chain Ruffians. “That’s because it’s possible to grow stubble to a certain point and keep it looking less patchy than if you were trying for a beard.”

Hair Care

So, you’re the proud owner of a facial hair style in some form or another. But your work isn’t done yet. Properly maintaining a beard makes or breaks your look, as wispy curls do not a handsome face rug make.

After showering, blow dry longer styles in the direction of growth to straighten it and show its true length. Then apply a beard oil judiciously. This nourishes the hair but also the skin underneath – an essential aspect of growing a beard, as nobody likes dandruff. Just the right amount (you want to avoid it looking greasy) adds the kind of healthy gloss that fills the beardless with envy, and your enemies with terror.

Don’t Over-Shape

While some beards benefit from a little precision topiary, most tend to look best when they appear au naturel, particularly if your main reason for growing some is to appear more rugged.

To achieve this, avoid creating harsh lines. Simply trim away the excess beneath your eyes for instant cheekbones, graduate the hair below the jawline using different clipper grades and then trim the moustache hairs above the lip.

Head Off Ingrown Hairs

Ingrown hairs are a bit like in-laws: they tend to pop up when you least expect (or want) them to, create havoc when they do and quite often turn out to be a real pain, whether they appear on your face or post-manscaping.

“The simplest way to avoid pseudofolliculitis barbae (the technical name for ingrown hairs) is to exfoliate regularly to lift hairs,” advises Sally Penford from The International Dermal Institute.

Keep Moisturised

Growing a beard can have an adverse effect on what’s underneath because the hair wicks moisture away from the surface of your face, causing skin to dry out faster.

There are two options here; an oil for longer beard styles, or a regular moisturiser for shorter ones. Apply as you would pre-beard, paying particular attention to the hairs around the skin which are generally thicker and the neck area, which is more sensitive and prone to getting dry.

Rope In The Experts

Because of vagrancies in colour and density, few beards are ever perfect. But if you want to get somewhere near to close, it often worth letting an expert take the lead.

“The best barbers will have some tricks to ensure it looks its best,” says Daniel Davies, General Manager of Pall Mall Barbers. “During the consultation, they will survey your face from all angles, gradually building an idea of what shape and definition works best. Once it has has been ‘lined out’ and trimmed into place, it’ll be easy to maintain from the comfort of your own bathroom.”