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fanartka · 13 days
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Armani Strange looking damn fine 😍👌
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multiversemusings · 1 year
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Be Yourself
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Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Mentions of childhood trauma. Surpressed emotions. Mentions of mental manipulation. Language. Pairing: Stephen Strange x MReader Summary: You always have a mask on when you are out at gatherings, and you have always hated it. But the person you are was never accepted by anyone in your family and you were taught that you had to be a specific way in public. You've perfected the art of keeping your true self under wraps: Or so you thought. When a handsome stranger shows up to your friend's wedding, you start to think that someone may finally see who you are, not what you've presented. Song Inspiration: Waves That Roll You Under by Young Summer Part 1/5
A/N: Christine and Stephen were never together at any given point; she was his most trusted friend since childhood and colleague. He got the job for her after becoming a surgeon. He had a lover and so did reader, but who they were won't come to light in this part.
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Well, this is just fantastic, he thought to himself. I'm supposed to be here to support my friend on their big day and I've somehow gotten dragged into a conversation about stocks again.
He'd been invited to Christine's wedding after working with her for the last five years in the ER and introducing her to Charlie from accounting since they'd been friends since high school. They had been honored by the invitation, thrilled to be the best man for their childhood friend and remain a part of his life as he started the next chapter in his own. He knew Christine would be good for Charlie after they had discussed fundamentals of relationships a little the year prior to meeting the lovely ER nurse. So, when they had asked him to be a part of their big day, of course there was no way he was going to say no. Even still, life had a way of reminding him exactly what he was. As the reception party started, a couple of their partners had approached him and began to start talking about the funds going in and out of the hospital and what the board was going to be doing with it. When he was growing up, his father had told him that if he couldn't handle business, he would never amount to anything in the material world and would be a disgrace to their lineage. So, when numbers came into the conversation, he was quick to fall into calculations and suggestions about what the best way to distribute the funds. He also made suggestions of how to make sure things remained fair enough that people and staff could get equal care and benefits. His mother told him that the award-winning smile he had was one of the things that would benefit the business world, just like his father, so he had always made sure to smile when he knew the situation dictated it even if he didn't want to. For all pretense and purposes, he was the perfect business gentleman who knew how to work the crowd and reassure everyone around him that he knew exactly what was going on and he was always in the know. What he actually was, would be tired. He had been at this conversation for a little over an hour but wouldn't excuse himself for any reason unless it was urgent. Which given the situation of the day, it wasn't likely that he would be getting out of it any time soon. His fingers itched to tap the neck of his champagne flute anxiously, his foot begged to be tapped in agitation because he knew that there were things that he could be doing for the couple to make sure their day was the best it could be. Yet he stood there, patiently and calmly, ignoring his body's wants in favor of keeping the conversation flowing easily.
"Hopefully Braxton sees things the way you do, Stormy," the woman said in a worried manner. This woman was one of the few people you trusted with your personal nickname that had been given to you years ago by someone you loved and lost. "I just want to know that we're giving the employees and the best we can offer while still being able to pacify the insurance companies."
"I assure you; we're doing all we can," he told her, his smile still present. Just as he was about to speak again, he became very aware that there was a strange sensation on the back of his neck that prickled like electricity. It reminded him of the way that he would feel when he encountered a spirit in the hallways of the hospital. His sixth sense suddenly became very alert of the fact that he was being watched from somewhere. Still, he didn't acknowledge it in favor of continuing his thoughts. "The prices on the bonds will be going up within the next couple of months as the flu season starts coming into play and we'll see a huge pay off. The employees will be able to get a raise from the influx we get from our partners, and we can still offer care to patients even if they don't have insurance. In an ideal world, the government would drop rates as well, but we both know that's not likely to happen."
"Indeed not," the woman replied. She took a sip of her wine before a man off to the side of the room called her name, so she lowered her glass and smiled at him. "Thank you for your insight, dear. Enjoy the rest of your evening."
"Thank you, Mrs. Grey." He kept his smile as he watched her walk away before turning to head for the bar as he finally allowed his face to relax, and he exhaled. He set his glass down and the bartender walked over to him. When he went to refill it with champagne, a deep voice as smooth as black silk spoke to his left.
"Make it a Artemis Cabernet Sauvignon, bar keep," the man said with a smile as he stepped up next to him, setting his own glass down. "And a refill for myself, please. Thank you."
He stared impressed at the man's taste in wine before looking at him and was immediately struck by the icy blue of his eyes and the warmth in his smile. There was something familiar about that smile, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was, exactly. His sixth sense, however, did inform him that this was the person who had been watching him from across the room earlier. When his glass was set down and the flute moved as well as the man's martini being refilled, he smiled at him.
"You have great taste, sir," he replied with a smile.
"My treat, for you keeping up with Harriet for so long," he replied, implying by the first name that he knew the woman. "She lost my interest back when she started talking about Bill Lauren taking over the third seat on the board. The fact that not only did you keep your smile, but you kept the conversation flowing without conflict or difference of opinion was worthy of a Nobel Peace prize."
"You seem to know a lot of people associated with my work," he replied as he eyed the man with genuine curiosity and interest. This was the first time tonight that he was actually enjoying himself and engaging in conversation because he wanted to, not because he felt like it was what he was supposed to do. "And you seem oddly familiar. Have we met before at Mercy General?"
"I don't believe we have met officially, no, but I used to work there," he offered with a smile warm like a summer sun. He offered his hand to him as his blue eyes kept a lock on the other's. "Doctor Stephen Strange."
His eyes widened and he smiled brightly as he breathed out a laugh and he took his hand, giving it a slightly firm shake. "You're Stephen Strange?" he asked as they lowered their hands and reached for their glasses in sync. "I knew your eyes looked familiar, but you're a lot different from the picture of you they have hanging on the wall."
"Ew, they still have that old thing hanging up there? God, I hated that picture," he mumbled as he picked up his glass finally. "They got my bad side. It's not fair that you know my name and I don't know yours. How about we fix that?"
He couldn't help but laugh at the man's words and the sour look on his face, but his laughter seemed to make it go away and he smiled once more, which he thought that he liked to see a lot more. He raised his glass to the man.
"You can call me Y/N and it's a pleasure to meet Christine's childhood friend finally, after hearing so many stories. As for the picture, I'll try to get them to take it down for you," he said with a smile. "Or at least put a better one up. To good taste and better pictures."
Stephen huffed an amused noise and tapped his glass gently to the other man's, both of them taking a sip after they had but their eyes stayed on the other's. It wasn't hard for him to see that the charismatic, ex-surgeon had something on his mind as they stood there together. When they lowered their glasses, Stephen wrinkled up his nose and grunted as if the martini had smelt like something foul and he couldn't help but smile in amusement as he did.
"I do have one question for you," he said thoughtfully and when he hummed in question, acknowledging his words, the blue-eyed man looked at him with a serious expression. "Why do you hide who you truly are?"
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We Keep This Love In A Photograph
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"I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of you. It's the only thing we take with us when we die." - Photograh (Ed Sheeran)
Part 1: Sketch As the days until Christmas are ticking down, I find myself aching with an unfulfillable longing. To have a Stephen Strange of my own to enjoy all that I treasure about the season with. To wrap me up in his warm, loving arms when I come home after a bruising day of battling impatient, short-sighted customers who’ve lost touch with the meaning of the Season.
I know your pain, I hear you, V. I knew as soon as I saw this part that I had to draw this for you. I would be lying if I said that I didn't cry for a while after that because of my own struggles back before I met who I now believe is the love of my life. I wanted to do one last, good thing before I went to holiday. As the last petal on the lotus of my inspiration furls inward, shielding itself from the cold and resting for the winter, I will give you this promise.
Stephen is here, with you, even if you can't see or feel him.
I know that it will never ease the full wound of him not being here in the 3D, but he is with you in spirit. And I will draw as many pictures as I can to help you feel like he is. Here you have a way to be with him and should you ever want anything drawn of the two of you, I will be happy to do so for you. Even though you are not together physically, I hope he will come to you in your dreams for Christmas, as I still hope one day that Tony will do for me again some day. Please know that you are in my heart always and even though I do not post new art, I will be looking after you even during Gahan Nidra. Merry Christmas, my dearest friend.
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brunchable · 1 year
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favorite Dr Strange outfit?
Not enough DS:Mom shots so photoshopped him on my fave outfits LMAO
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Forget the Klondike bar, I’d do anything for Armani Strange!
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geeky-politics-46 · 2 years
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The Date
Pairing: Doctor Stephen Strange x Reader
Headcanon follow up to this headcanon about accidentally sending naughty pics to your crush, Doctor Stephen Strange. 
Warnings: smut - 18+ only please - lots of flirting, a touch of exhibitionism
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You should have known you weren't even gonna make it through dinner before one of you jumped the other.
It started the minute he opened the portal to pick you up for your date.
Grabbing your hand and pulling you to him before placing a kiss on the inside of your wrist and asking with a smile "so when do I get my surprise?"
Of course after your little naughty photo exchange and the subsequent flirting like horny teenagers it shouldn't have been a shock how forward he was.
You let him wrap his arms around your waist before responding with a sultry smirk "I do believe I posited getting a surprise on you being good. So, are you gonna be good?"
Before he could make a comeback the mood was broken by Tony fake gagging in the other room and Peter yelling "Oh my God gross!"
Now you weren't even halfway through dinner and there had been plenty of innuendo and several tongue kisses that probably shouldn't have been in public. 
He still hadn't let up teasing you about getting his surprise. Knowing full well the surprise was you.
When he asked for a hint you got an idea.
He was expecting you to give him a color, maybe a fabric type, so he was a little confused when you excused yourself to the bathroom.
He knew he was in trouble when you walked back with the most wicked smile on your face and an extra swing in your step. 
Once you were sitting down again you leaned in to whisper in his ear "is this a good enough hint Stephen?" and as you started playing with the hair at the nape of his neck you slipped something into his hands. 
Looking down he quickly realized it was your panties. Or a near non-existent scrap of fabric that you had been wearing as panties. 
He had already decided dinner was over when he felt the wet spot on them and couldn't help the moan that slipped passed his lips. 
You had to squeeze your legs together at the sound he made and you swore you could see his pants immediately get tighter. 
He shoved the panties into his pocket and practically dragged you through the portal to his bedroom.
Your back hit the wall with a loud thud and he had instantly hiked one of your legs up to wrap around his hip pressing his pelvis against yours. 
You thought your lips might actually bruise with how hard he kissed you. 
It was when you felt his cock hard against the inside of your thigh that you moaned against his mouth.
He pinned your hands over your head with one hand and let his other slide up your leg and under your skirt to grab a hold of your bare ass.
Panting as his said "Do you know that I have not been able to think about anything but fucking you since I saw those pictures you sent?" His voice now gravely and his blue eyes clouded with lust.
You rolled your hips against his before leaning forward just enough to lick at his lower lip before authoritatively saying "then fuck me Doctor." 
You suddenly found yourself completely lifted off the ground with your dress effectively shoved up around your waist. 
His other hand had quickly moved to undo his pants and shove them down. He may have used magic to help. 
Both of you watched as he started to slide his long thick hard cock between your pussy lips. The sight of your arousal drenching him making you even wetter. 
He let the head of his cock rub against your clit a little extra. Even slapping at it a little making you whimper. You were ready to beg for him.
Finally he positioned himself at your entrance. Looking up at you and kissing you as he thrust into you the first time. Swallowing up your moans as your cunt stretched to fit him. 
In between bites and kisses he kept his forehead pressed to yours, smiling at the mix of random sounds and filthy praises you drowned him in as he fucked you.
His favorites were "I wanted this, wanted you, for so long", "you fuck me so good", "so fucking big", & just hearing you chant his name over and over.
He finally let go of your arms to get a better hold on your hips so he could start to thrust into you harder and faster. Your hands immediately fell into his soft thick hair, scratching at his scalp as you felt yourself getting close to cumming. 
As if he could read your mind he started driving his cock into you as deep as he could, grinding his pelvis against yours to stimulate your clit. 
He started coaching you towards your orgasm, he knew he was right behind you. 
"That's it baby, can feel that perfect pussy squeezing me tight. Cum on my cock baby. Cream on my cock so I can fill you with mine. I know you want it."
His words made you whimper as you gripped the gray hair at his temples and you could feel your pussy starting to flutter around his cock uncontrollably.
As soon as he felt you cumming around him he started pounding into you. His face buried in your neck murmuring about how perfect you felt as his cock throbbed and he filled you to the brim with his load.
After both of you had finished, Stephen carried you over to his bed and magically removed the rest of your clothes before sliding both of you under the covers, arranging you in his arms.
You broke the silence first, "that was definitely the best blind date I've ever had." Stephen emphatically shook his head in agreement.
He grabbed his jacket off the floor and pulled your panties from the inner breast pocket, it was the sheer dark blue ones.
He held them up and looked at you with a smirk, "by the way I'm keeping these, and next time I think you should wear the red. Maybe you can try the Cloak on with that set, since they match of course."
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Doctor Strange, I'm kind of confused. Coz I remember in the first one when you were about to enter Kamar-Taj for the first time, you said that you don't have enough money and the only thing you had at the time was the watch from Christine. Then, in Infinity War, you asked Wong if has money to buy food and he answered he has no money. You proceed to ask what food he wants. Are you still rich or you just have enough savings to afford food and other stuff like clothes, etc?
I spent all my money with medical bills. The story is quite ironic. I got wealthy while being a surgeon and spent all I had (and what I didn't have) with surgeries trying to fix my hands. Seven failed surgeries...and many debts. I'm almost done paying though. I do have more money now...but I'm very very far from being rich. I'm...almost middle class now...I think?
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Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness
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Stephen Strange Smorgasbord
with the What If Stephens as today's special for the same low, low price
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askthechaoticwitch · 1 year
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Forgive me if this question is out of line, but...what was your time with HYDRA like, for you?
"... What do you think? Honestly. I'm certain the general public has a pretty good image of what could have possibly happened to me, or would you rather me be descriptive? Would you rather me explain what was inflicted upon me, and do so thoroughly?... It was dehumanising, that's what it was. And I do not wish for anyone to have to find out firsthand."
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Fic Request: Stephen x Female Reader, Birthday blues but then Stephen makes it better with a kiss
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18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT
Pairing: Armani!Strange x Fem!Reader
Synopsis: This is the Sequel to Caught In The Web
Stephen finally gets his long awaited payback for what you put him through
Word Count: 1.9 K
Warnings: Daddy Kink, BDSM, Bondage Kink, Praise kink, Mutual Love, Oral Female Receiving.
A/N: Oh I got your request covered boo! This took so long to make but here you go you heathens!!! Im sorry for the delay!
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“Don’t give me that look sweetheart, you knew this was coming eventually”
Of course, you knew you just had no idea how fast it would catch up with you. It was your birthday, and you thought your boyfriend made plans with reservations for a romantic dinner. But apparently Stephen had other ideas in mind, instead his plan was you tied to the bed all hot and bothered. His orange magic rope tied around your wrists spreading you out, leaving your naked form completely exposed at his mercy. All because of a sinful temptation of you fulfilling a desire…
Eyeing up and down your form he could hear you whimpering, his voice was hungry and spoke with heady desire, “The only question that remains is what to do to you first” 
His black dress shoes echoed off the dark wooden floorboards as Stephen continued pacing back and forth at the foot of the grand four poster bed. Feeling your heart race your eyes followed stephen as the low light from the evening sun casted long shadows off your man upon the dark floor. Rolling up the sleeves of his white Armani dress shirt; the soft texture of the fabric hugged his perfect frame just right; he looked damn fine. The dexterousness of his scarred fingers began rolling the sleeves glacially upward as you put on an adorable pout. Watching his taut forearms flex with every movement he made left you a whimpering horny mess. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he was savoring every delicious minute of it.
Thrashing your wrists moaning out, “But this isn’t fair babe, you strutting around in that suit looking like walking sex. Beside what about our evening plans,” batting your eyelashes you stayed fixated on Stephen; clearly it wasn’t going to work this time. Crawling up the bed you could feel his weight shifting the mattress as his muscular form towered over you. He bit your bottom lip releasing a grunt; placing a soft kiss taming the sting as he pulled a whispers breath away with a smile. His thumb caressing your temple as his blue eyes looked into yours with pure admiration.
“Patience my love…patience”
 Despite his pride he always put you above everything, but for now the dinner can wait for some other time because he wanted to worship you tonight.
Taking his thumb and index finger, he grabbed your chin locking your gaze. His eyes suddenly turning mischievous as his baritone voice dropped an octave, “But who said I was going to play fair? Was it fair of you to leave me completely strung up with my hard cock in your mouth taking advantage of me? Your all mine, and its time for daddy to give a little payback. I want you all for myself tonight.” His finger lightly brushed your lower lip as he leaned in whispering into your ear, “I know its your special day but as a man once said, the bill comes due.” Taking advantage of the situation he bit your earlobe; that alone was enough to send you spiraling.
Craning his head down your neckline, the soft moans emitting from your lips made his throat release a pleased hum. The vibrations from his mouth against your tender skin always left your pussy throbbing aching for release. It only fueled the urge to reach for his hair, this desire to tug at the silken strands proven a utter failure that snapped you back to reality of the glowing orange rope tugging tighter on your wrists.  
Stephen eyed at your desperate expression; making him chuckle deeper as he took his thumb and index fingers to gently pinch your nipples. Twisting the taut buds made sharp moans ripple from your lips, needless to say it echoed across the empty sanctum. A satisfied chuckle erupted from Stephen’s chest as he lowered his face between the valley of your breast placing a soft kiss over your heart. The scruff texture of his goatee tickled your nipple as he took his lips, locking them around the velvet bud he sucked on your flesh making them more tender. 
 Hearing praises from your lips encouraged Stephen to treat his mouth to the other side. Flicking his tongue ever so slightly over your nipple in circular motions made your back arch higher off the bed. To Stephen your skin always tasted divine.
“Ahhhh!” You groaned as he continued his work. 
 Eyeing your reaction, he took it as an invitation to bite slightly harder that made another hiss like groan to leave your mouth. Stephen was moaning with pleasure at this point while he slid up your body feeling his hardened erection under his trousers that pressed against your tender flesh, he brought his lips to the shell of your ear. His breath warm against your skin making your hair prickle as he whispered, “I’m going to give the gift of me mouth fucking your delicious pussy,” he lightly nibbled on your earlobe making you sharply gasp in pleasure. You always loved Stephen’s cock inside you, but nothing compares when he eats you out. You couldn’t get enough of each other.
 He continued trailing bite marks along your petal soft neckline, despite nobody seeing the purple blooms on your flesh, he still wanted you to know you were his. Any chance of an open opportunity and he was marking your flesh.    
Stephen’s goatee once again tickled your collarbone leaving red patches along your soft flesh, the hairs on your neck stood up as you felt a flutter in your stomach. An inner fire that made you more and more aroused. 
Cadging your head with his strong arms once more, he tilted downward delivering slow kisses. Pulling away to nuzzle your nose, noticing the deeper redden flush of your lips made him pleased. 
Every sense was on high alert as he continued his kisses down your torso.  His lustful blue eyes glowing brighter under the dim light as he rose upward onto his knees. You couldn’t help but drool; watching as your man use his dexterous fingers to undo the tie. Not the normal way; but his magic to remove the tie. Tossing it on you, the textured fabric tickled your already sensitive skin. 
Releasing a huff, you nudged the tie off your face lowering your gaze, your voice becoming stern, “You’re not helping Stephen Strange.”
Returning his slender fingers back to his neckline, he popped each small black button moving ever so slowly downward. Threading his fingers to shed the dress shirt finally exposing his perfect chest. It left you practically purring, your pussy was practically drenched at this point. 
It rendered you speechless, so much so that all you could comprehend to make out where groans as he tossed the shirt on the ground. Leaning forward to thread his fingers through the tossed tie he looked into your eyes asking with a semi-serious tone, “do you trust me?” Nodding your head quickly Stephen wrapped the black tie around your head covering your vision completely. Parting your legs wider with his knees, he noticed your breathing becoming heavier as slid down between your thighs. Heat radiated off your soft skin as his face lined up with your center. Tilting his head, Stephen placed delicate kisses upon your inner thighs in a guide to ease your tension. 
Tracing them lightly he coaxed softly, “Relax babe”
Feeling your legs ease he kissed your mound with a delicate hum as he breathed in your scent.
Trailing his hands up he delicately traced your outer labia with his slender calloused fingers his touch was inviting, the sensation alone was enough to make your hips buck. Groaning from his touch made you crave more, some…any form of a release. His long slender hand cupped your mound as he curled his two fingers in and out of your wet center. A pleasurable moan bursted out of you as stephen kept firmly pumping in and out of you, savoring your velvet center as you chased your first climax.
“That’s right come for me,” he begged heavily.
Feeling a warmth in your core you arched your back in ecstasy as you came undone. Pulling out gently his fingers were coated in your moist arousal as he brought them to his mouth to taste, his nose breathing in your scent he purred, “fuck you taste divine” 
Rolling himself off the bed slowly he sauntered in front of the nightstand, your head shifted with the sound as he pulled out a small bright pink vibrator.  
Closing the shelf gently with two fingers Stephen returned the position on top of you, all you could make out was the sound if something small. 
The moment of realization hit once he brought it up lightly to kiss against your clitoral hood making a loud moan scream from your lips. Pressing the button, it wizzed faster pressing it firmer into your bundled nerve, releasing more heady sharp groans the sensation made your toes curl at the feeling of chasing your sudden ecstasy. His touch rippled through your core as he caressed your inner folds feeling deeper into your wet heat forcing a short moan from your lips, the pulsing vibrations sent shocks up your spine with the familiar feeling building in your lower half. He chuckled pulling the vibrator away leaving you panting. The sopping wetness of your center twitched from the cold air when Stephen took two fingers between your folds parting your sex as you felt the cold air on your sensitive pussy once more. Feeling his lips met your nerved bud as he slowly enveloped your pussy, rolling his tongue in delicate circles ever so gently as he wanted to taste you. Absorb every single moan and writhe from you as possible as he sucked on the nerved bud firmly; it made you buck your hips up higher in response, desperate for more friction.
“Stephen please free me. I need to touch you. Please!”
Feeling his smirk between your folds he snapped his fingers freeing you from his bonds. Throwing your arms down, you released a sharp moan as your fingers threaded through his scalp and tugged in the silken locks. He moaned sharply in response, the vibration causing an electric buzz to crawl up your flesh. The silver of his well-groomed temples now left a disheveled sex of a mess. His well trimmed goatee glistening as it created more friction pressing his head closer against your cunt, desperate for more friction. You moan sharply as his tongue penetrated your center in shallow waves.
Feeling your pussy quiver he brought the vibrator up once again, placing it on your clit as he continued, he feasts upon your core. The aid was overwhelming as you rode out wave after wave of pleasure. The feeling of two things at once caressing on your starved flesh was taking it toll on your body as Stephen placed two fingers inside to rub your center. Feeling the familiar build in your lower half you tugged on his hair harder against your pussy as you rode his face chasing your final release. Before you knew it you cane undone as you guided his head back up to kiss him. Releasing a pleased hum, you could taste yourself on his lips.
He got up to hand you a warm rag, “That was incredible Stephen”
Taking a rag, he helped wipe you clean as he placed his arm around you, pulling you closer to him you rested in his chest.
“Happy birthday my love”
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bakerstreethound · 2 years
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Let’s talk about Stephen in that Armani suit, I feel like it broke me. He looked so good
Hot damn yes yes...YES makes my brain 😩🥴😵‍💫 and he knows what he's doing strutting to the mirror like that...the utter confidence is so hot. 🥵
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theanishimori · 2 years
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Source: emmaBC on Twitter
In one month we will meet this sexy Sorcerer Armani. #DoctorStrange #MultiverseOfMadness #BenedictCumberbatch
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Elizabeth Olsen | Armani Privé Fall 2021 ensemble | Doctor Strange: Multiverse of Madness Berlin Photocall | 2022
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ELIZABETH OLSEN at the “Dr Strange: The Multiverse of Madness” photo call in Berlin on April 21st 2022 wearing ARMANI PRIVE
At first I really disliked this look. However, as time went on it’s actually starting to grow on me. Im not saying it’s my favorite Elizabeth Olsen look ever, but it’s very interesting.
I think the blue is a beautiful color. I think it looks very flattering on Elizabeth, and I love how the material is reflecting the light. I liked the way she styled her hair and makeup as well.
I’m not loving the jacket. It just looks like a very weird shape. I love the short sleeves but it feels too boxy. I also wish we could see more of the top underneath.
On the other hand, I kinda love these pants. I think the whole monochrome look is cool. I’m also obsessed with the flower embroidery on the bottom. I just think it looks so nicely done. I’m really loving it.
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