#blue bathers

[sexymikayla2]

[peaceinthestorm]

Félix Vallotton (1865-1925, Swiss) ~ Baigneuse aux mouettes, 1919

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[huariqueje]

Anna (in the water where the destiny takes place)   -    Ulf Nilsen , 2008 - 09.

Norwegian , b. 1950  -

Oil on canvas, 160 x 250 cm.

[crazycatfaery]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Season 2 of Fate: The Winx Saga!

A little bit late as it's technically not the 16th anymore over here, but it's still the 16th somewhere right?

In celebration I made my first ever proper FTWS fanart that was not made for a fanfic but of my favorite S2 scene.

Please don't steal my art to claim as your own or use for anything without my permission (reblogs ofc appreciated)!

Rambling on about everything down below

My favorite scene of S2: The one in E6 - Poor Unfortunate Souls, where I first cried with Bloom as she dreams in stasis while Aisha tells everyone Bloom's never had a fairy mother to guide her like they did, then litterally punched the air and audibly said yesss because the moment I saw that hand I knew my favorite character had returned as I had hoped, followed by finding out she wasn't actually back and lastly proceeded to bawl my eyes out and shut off the tv to not resume watching the season for at least a whole week.

Why the heck is this my favorite scene if the following scenes hurt so much? Because it's emotional as heck (the dreaming of a fairy mother, Aisha talking of their mothers, and then Farah shows up with the tear-wipe and the smile!?), it's freaking pretty, it's the single best way they could save Bloom from stasis imo, it's an incredible way to slowly show that Farah was "back", the music is beautiful and I love that we at least got to see a little snippet of Farah in S2 even though they had to edit in Eve Best.

Notes on the art: Actually really freaking proud of this one. I was in a bit of a drawing slump but look at this!! Like holy shit I drew that? I drew that! No guides, not even the hand (I did use some rough selfdrawn guides for the RBB art)! Did I really make this?? How??? I blame hyperfixation.

[wetdogblog]

Didn't realize I haven't shown you guys Gabby yet!!

She's just under a year old and she's a cattledog mix. I've been working with her exclusively - she is so terrified and it's beneficial to keep scared dogs with the same person to build familiarity and trust. Yesterday was her fourth visit so far. I love her so so much and I can already see her improving in small ways. More photos of Gabby under the cut :)

[hokeoutsider]

“Blue Bather”     T-Marie Nolan...Ebay Outsider-Art Auction...Sept 15-22...         Acrylic Painting on Wood...11″x 8″x 3/8″...Starting Bid $14...                 

https://www.ebay.com/sch/metrolux6/m.html?item=265887518691&rt=nc&_trksid=p2047675.m3561.l2562

[babybatss-blog]

SUMMER HAZE

Sirius x f!reader (850 words)

authors notes: Warning, this is a little bit of a horny one! Things are getting warmer so I thought this would be fitting

cw: sexual suggestions, kissing.

summary: a summer black lake day with your favourite black bf <3

The new summer breeze brings Hogwarts Academy a rare yet opportune streak of bright blue skies, accompanied by the welcomed buzz of bumble bees and students flying above in the warm sunlight. With the holidays drawing near and end of year exams coming to a close, students are often finding themselves with nothing better to do than spend time by the black lake, soaking in the bright rays. You and your friends are no exception.

It’s a lousy Sunday afternoon when you present to Lily, Marlene, Mary, and Dorcas the possibility of going for a swim, which they jump at as an opportunity to distract from the blistering heat. The castle may be a solid freezing temple during the winter, but it seems that it is not well equipped for rare heat streaks such as this. You pack your towels and put on your bathers, luckily finding a spot on the pier empty for use.

Today appears to be another relaxing end of school term day, as you, Lily and Mary bring books and Marlene and Dorcas go for a swim, but these meditative plans are abruptly put on hold as soon as you hear the ruckus jeers from the marauders.

“Merlin, your boyfriends here.” Lily pouts, clearly unenthusiastic by the appearance of Sirius, James, and their two best mates. The boys take no notice of this, confidently strutting over to you in their overtly tight trunks and cocky smirks. Sirius and James seem much too pleased to see the staring crowd at their arrival, while Remus and Peter loiter behind as to not draw in anymore attention than has already been caught.

“Hello my darling” Sirius greets you, a signature smoulder on his pale face. Although you have been with him for a considerable amount of time already, his smooth words never fail to make you blush. He plops himself down next to you, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pinching your book from your hands despite your protests. “No need for that my dear. After all, your gorgeous, sexy, amazing boyfriend is here.” You roll your eyes, despite secretly agreeing with this notion. You would never let him know though; his ego is already big enough as it is.

“Hey Sirius” you smile, taking in his beautiful features. He isn’t necessarily buff in physique, but nevertheless his lean abs gleamed in the sunlight along with his rosy cheeks and long eyelashes. How you managed to garner his attention you never know, but sometimes he makes you feel so beautiful you almost see his point of view.

And today is no exception. You take your book back from him so you can enjoy the day how you please, but it appears Sirius has other plans as he runs his hand up and down your thigh. His hand inches further and further up your leg, causing you to find it difficult to focus on your page. You glance over at him, and he smirks. He knows exactly what he’s doing. In order to stop him, you hold his hand, which doesn’t necessarily work either. Instead, Sirius kisses your neck soft and slow. “Sirius…” you mumble, slightly embarrassed by the fact that some students are looking over at you. He hums but continues to leave soft kisses up to your jawline. Rolling your eyes you give up on reading and set the book down, knowing that it was never going to last anyways. “I won” he murmurs, before locking lips with yours into a passionate kiss. You get lost in the moment, adrift in your bound love display as your hands tangle in his silky hair and his roam your back. You almost forget where you are, before Sirius picks you up and jumps of the pier!

The cold water hits your body and surrounds you, only void in the front half of your body that is still enveloped around Sirius. Once your heads break the water you gasp for air, but Sirius merely laughs. “You prick!” You exclaim, Pushing away from him despite the smile on your face. You don’t even get the moment to recollect yourself before James, Lily and Peter Jump in over you leaving a massive splash in your direction. You laugh, shocked by the sudden shift in mood before being encased by Sirius from behind. He kisses your shoulder, paddling in the water together as you watch the others swim around. His warmth swarms you, like a blanket on a harsh windy day. You spin around, arms around his shoulders and eyes engaged with one another. “You’re such a dummy.” Although these words seem harsh, your voice is filled with adoration. “And you’re so embarrassing.” He replies, with the same tone.

As the sun shines above, the water shimmers around you and the air is filled with students laughter. The day is absolutely perfect, and spending it with Sirius seems like a dream come true.

[soberscientistlife]

On June 8, 1958, a city manager in St. Petersburg, Florida, ordered the closure of a public indoor swimming pool after a Black 19-year-old named David Isom used the facility.

In April 1957, St. Petersburg opened its segregated public swimming facilities to Black residents after the city ruled in favor of six Black community members who had filed a suit against the city government over its discriminatory practices.

Despite the ruling, St. Petersburg’s facilities remained segregated by practice for well over a year. Denied access to the public Spa Pool and Spa Beach downtown, Black residents were forced to travel to Tampa Bay where a much smaller, less well-maintained facility nicknamed the “South Mole” was open to them.

On June 8, Mr. Isom arrived at the all-white Spa Pool and purchased an entry ticket. There were roughly 50 white bathers in the pool when he arrived. He swam for less than a half hour and then continued with his day. “I just feel that it’s not a privilege to use the pool, but a right,” Mr. Isom stated.

After Mr. Isom’s departure, the pool manager promptly announced that the Spa Pool and the adjoining Spa Beach would both be closed immediately because of Mr. Isom’s swim, following orders from the city manager, Ross Windom. Both facilities remained closed until the following week, when the city council reopened them.

America has a shameful past. We should work together to make it better, but Republicans are so weak they want to pretend like it never happened.

VOTE BLUE TO MAKE AMERICA BETTER

[ohwhataniight]

WIP Boum boum boum (2nd part of "Andante, andante") or 1 Time Sherlock and John didn't get interrupted + 5 times they did

I was trying to continue my previous fic Andante, andante and @totallysilvergirl's rabbit gif inspired me to write this 5+1 fic.

Song is Mika's Boum boum boum

Qu'importe l'endroit, le contexte

On a toujours un bon prétexte

Pour tomber nos fruit of the loom

Quand toi et moi, on fait boum boum boum

Sherlock seems to have developed an internal alarm that beeps precisly at 5 am and wakes him up a couple of hours before Rosie overnight. It’s like his mind palace has been entirely awake in his sleep, working non-stop to figure out how to make his eyes flutter wide open just on time so that they can manage to properly go at it like rabbits before they’re interrupted.

John wakes up with a tentacle arm wrapped around his waist, a hand sliding up under his cotton t-shirt, fingers tracing featherweight circles around a nipple before a palm comes to rest on his heart.

Still bleary-eyed and mumbling gibberish, John turns around to face a puffy-faced Sherlock, his sea-blue eyes yearning, his lips full and thirsty, his mop of black curls tousled atop of his head, stray tendrils caressing his temple. John is lost into the languorous kiss, their tongues slowly exploring, morning breath exchanged greedily, hands pulling onto shirts and legs becoming tangled together.

Their clothes are off and John’s hips are aligned between Sherlock’s thighs, quite efficiently, and soon they’re both collapsing on the damp mattress, breathless, giddy, and spectacularly well-fucked.

The baby monitor goes off before they manage to settle into cuddling, but they have a whole life ahead of them for that, don’t they?

Et tous les bourgeois du 16ème

Se demandent pourquoi je t'aime

Pour nous voir, pas besoin d'un zoom

Quand toi et moi, on fait boum boum boum

Taking Sherlock on the beach is an experience full of particularly uncomfortable sensations but, at this point, John could be rolling in the mud with Sherlock and he’d be ecstatic.

This time it’s frantic. Their hearts are hammering against each other as Sherlock sucks on the pulsating curve of John’s neck. He’s seriously considering covering John’s mouth with his hand, because the sounds that escape it are obscene and, out of all the things they could have been arrested for, Sherlock dreads the look on John’s face were it to happen due to public obscenity. They’re stranded behind a bush in a remote part of the beach and sand is sticking on their bums but it’s the first time that Sherlock is about to fuck John and he can’t bear to deprive himself from the sound of his partner’s pleas.

He slides into John slowly, carefully, after opening him up in a tantalizing pace, prolonging as much as he deemed merciful the feeling of John coming apart against the swift movements of Sherlock’s fingers.

They end up spending the night in a filthy cell because John’s moaning was too loud and offended the other their fellow bathers. Greg Lestrade bails them out in the morning, and he can’t stop going on about the money Donovan owes him. He’s exhilarated.

Good thing they left Rosie with Sherlock’s parents this time.

To be continued...

[aurora567]

Blue Shadow

Warnings this fic will contain mature themes. Such as but not limited to teasing, sex, light bondage, cream pies.

Summery: This man does not get enough love. So here’s a short Souei one shot.

Word count: 4,953

The town had grown quickly. It felt like only last week that the homes were barely solid walls with a roof. Now the town was on its way to becoming a city, its population had nearly exploded with the vast new comers thanks to the new alliance that had come after defeating the orc lord. The orc’s large labor force really ramped up the building ability of the town. New buildings went up in a new record time. Better homes and new buildings were all over the town. The one building that seems loved by all was the outdoor bathhouse. And it was beautiful. But for Miyuki she could not truly enjoy the bath house like the others. The hot water was just too much for her. And anything more than two minutes in the water would make her sick. After all, a snow woman didn’t take heat well.

She had tried to go to the bath house after it had been built. But just standing around the hot water had been enough to make her uncomfortable and feeling off. So now with the need for a fresh bath she held a towel in hand as well as some clean clothes before she started walking out of the town. Many didn’t pay the pale woman much attention. After all, she was far from home. The Great Forest of Jura was far from the mountains her type would call home. But thanks to being granted the name Miyuki from Lord Rimuru she had the power to easily keep the air around her cool enough to keep from overheating on really hot days.

With her need for a good bath she slipped from the town easily. The dark forest around her did not concern her. The animals and lower level monsters were no concern to her. Anyways she was not going far. A little pond sat not too far from the town. It would be the perfect place to bathe for her. Private enough to allow her to relax, while being close enough she did not have to walk all that far.

She came to a stop once the pond had filled her view. The moonlight glincened off the water's surface. It was a breathtaking view of the beauty of nature as some trees circled the water adding in helping to keep it and anyone who could be swimming or bathing from prying eyes. Well that is as long as those prying eyes had not purposely followed said bather.

She gently placed her clean clothes down on some grass. Her fingers then reached up to start working at the knot of her obi on her kimono that princess Shuna had been so gracious to make for her. It was a breathtaking baby blue and was her favorite of all her clothes she had so far been granted. With the obi pulled off she could feel the material around her body come loose. But before it could completely fall open she held the material together.

“You know I would almost think you are not a very good spy,” she said, picking her head up to shift and look into the tall branches of a tree not too far behind her watching the figure in the tree drop down after a moment of what she guessed was hesitation as she watched him land before using just his name as a greeting, “Souei.”

He didn’t say anything as he now stood in front of the tree he had been hiding in when she had stopped at the pond. That was fine with her, she had noticed the dark haired man always seemed a little more on the quiet side than some of his louder comrades. She had also just assumed he never cared much for her. Then again it wasn’t like they associated much. She couldn’t tell if the figure standing before her was actually the man in question or a shadow clone of his. She knew he used them a lot to patrol the perimeter of the town. Maybe she shouldn’t be surprised she had been followed.

“What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?” He finally asked as she turned her back to him about to continue preparing for her bath.

“Bathing. The bath water at the bathhouse is too warm for me. So I figured this place would be a good area to bathe at. And doing it while most are asleep should give me the most privacy,” she said as she looked over her shoulder at him as she started to shift the fabric a little of her kimono letting one shoulder become visible to him. But she had not yet let the kimono completely fall off of her.

“Now are you going to just stand there? If you're going to stick around you are welcome to join me,” she offered before turning to look back at the water. He never did answer her, and honestly she expected he would simply turn and leave. She even gave him a minute before she finally let the kimono drop to the ground leaving her completely naked before she grabbed her soap and shampoo and headed for the water. She never did bother to look back at the kijin as she dropped her soaps at the water's edge and started to wade into the cool water. It was still a bit warmer than she would like. But this temperature was much more to her liking than the steaming hot water of the bathhouse. She walked till the water reached her navel before she let out a sigh and closed her eyes.

This was already helping her feel a lot better as she slowly walked a little farther into the water till it was lapping at the bottom of her breasts. She quickly dunked herself into the water till her head was soaked before breaking the surface to stand straight again as she let out another soft sigh and moved to wipe the water from her eyes before opening them.

Curiosity was starting to kill her, she had not been able to tell if he had left or not. Sure she could still sense him, but was he still standing in the same spot she had left him at? Or had he moved? Was he back in the trees watching her from a distance? She didn’t know. She was well aware her nipples had grown perk with the cool water against them. But her curiosity must be sated, and so she slowly turned to face the shoreline where her clothes sat. As her pale eyes looked for him.

He had indeed moved, but it was not in either way she assumed he would have. He was now standing beside the pile of her clothes on the ground. She felt her lips curl as she noticed his eyes were on her as she turned to face him.

“Well are you just going to stand there?” She asked with a light tilt of her head and a small smirk on her lips.

“Don’t worry I am not cooling the water or anything,” she said before she turned her back to him, well aware his eyes had drifted from her face when she stood there, her top half completely sticking out of the water. With her back turned to him she lifted her hands up over her head to start running her fingers lightly through her damp hair as if trying to work some knots out of it. She was putting on a teasing little show. And she did not care because it was fun.

Then again maybe it was only fun because she felt brave and confident that Souei would not actually do anything. She assumed he may just watch her. Whatever, she could have some fun seeing how much she could push him with some fun flirting. She really did not expect him to actually do anything. He just didn’t seem the type, he rarely paid attention any time a woman in the town tried to flirt with him. She was starting to wonder if he just didn’t like those girls? Or was it women in general he didn’t like? She was honestly questioning it before tonight.

But the sound of sudden water being splashed had her body tense up suddenly. And she couldn’t help the soft exhale she gave of a cool, frosty breath. She had invited him, so she shouldn’t be so surprised. But she had honestly never expected him to actually do it. Well shit, shit, shit, that’s all that ran through her mind as she listened to the splashing.

“What happened to that cocky attitude you had just a moment ago?” Lips brushing her ear had her jump as she whipped her head over to look at Souei who was standing closely behind her.

“I didn’t think you would actually take up my invitation,” she blurted out before blushing an ever so slight bit at the realization she had said what she had been thinking out loud. Well fuck she had not meant to say that to him. And now her blunder was only making her more flustered.

He started to lightly chuckle at her answer and then the embarrassment that had instantly followed. She could feel each puff of air glance her ear. She could nearly feel his chest against her back. And she was sure if she was suddenly blinded she would still be able to nearly feel his chest vibrating.

“Shouldn’t say things you don’t mean,” he said against her ear which had her turning her head to look back at him over her shoulder.

“I still stand by my invitation. I was just surprised is all,” she said simply as she tried to turn her head enough to be able to look up at his face. She kept her eyes locked on his face. It was easy enough to tell he was topless in the water. And she had no desire to see if the rest of him was also just as naked.

For what was probably the first time since she met the kijin she watched his lips curl up into an ever so slight smirk. The usually quiet and private man seemed to be opening up to her a little. Then again she had never spoken so much to him in all the weeks she had known him.

“So do you spy on everyone who leaves the town or just those trying to bathe?” She asked, unable to help herself as she teased him lightly.

“Just had to make sure you were not getting yourself into any trouble,” he said simply before she turned her head back to look ahead of her and out into the pond more.

“Oh I’m getting myself into some trouble alright,” she teased as she kept her back to him and raised her hands to run her fingers through her hair.

She had felt the slightest glance of fingers along her ribs seconds before those same fingers glanced across the bottom of her breasts. It seemed he was testing the water to see if she would stop him. This was what she wanted, she had no plans to stop him. Honestly she would not have expected the quiet man to be so brave. Or maybe he just always seemed like a workaholic was the better word. She mostly only saw him training, on guard duty or around Rimuru. The only time he didn’t seem to be working was at meal times. But she was not about to argue about it. She had always found the quiet man attractive.

His warm hands were calloused and rough against the sensitive skin of her breasts as he cupped each breast in a hand. Yet it was not unpleasant as she leaned into his touch. One hand was rolling her nipple between his fingers which earned a low moan from her. Her own fingers were still entangled in her hair where they had frozen when she had first felt his touch ghost over her ribs.

She let out a sigh in between moans as she leaned back into the chest of the warm body behind her. Souei felt so much warmer than she was, but that was normal. Being a snow woman she naturally ran colder than most monsters. Usually she wouldn’t welcome such warmth. But this time she welcomed the warmth of the other body as Souei’s fingers worked to tease her perky nipples.

One of her hands moved to untangle from her own hair to reach back to grab as Souei’s shoulder for some added support as she found herself stepping back into him for support to keep her legs from wanting to give out beneath her. Stepping back into the man she could feel his hard chest against her back. And that was not the only hard thing she could feel against her backside. She could now clearly tell the man was as naked as she was. His hard cock pressing up against the upper side of one ass cheek as she leaned back into him. Maybe there was a reason he wore rather baggy pants. He sported a rather impressive girth and length.

A shiver of anticipation ran up her back at the thought of how wonderful he would feel once he started to stretch her walls and fill her. She let out a moan as Souei gave a good tug at her left nipple. The mixture of pleasure and pain was more than enough to have her a panting mess as he simply teased her breasts. His hands were rough, calloused from his days of training and protecting the town and all those within it.

His right hand finally let go of her right breast. His fingers spread out as his hand started to ever so slowly crawl down her stomach. His finger spread out before his hand stopped along her stomach. He pulled her nice and tight against him as he leaned into her body as she leaned back. She could feel his impressive hard cock against her ass. Being a little tease she smirked as she gave her hips a roll, rolling her ass against him.

Whether it was shock or pleasure she could hear him hiss as he inhaled a sharp breath between his teeth. That had the corner of her lips curling up as she enjoyed knowing that she could bring such a powerful being to her mercy. Then again she was just as much at his mercy as well. But she would not admit that, not at this moment anyways.

She could feel sharp teeth nipping at her shoulder as retaliation for the teasing she had just done. Which had earned him a moan from the woman as she nearly melted back into him.

“Souei. Please,” She was already begging for more and he had barely started touching her. Oh how easily he could get her so excited and needy.

She could feel his chest gently vibrating with a low laugh as her back pressed into him. His lips trailed kisses along her shoulder. And finally the hand that had become stationary finally started to move again. She felt the tip of a finger glance teasingly along her folds. The sensation instantly sent a shiver up her back. A soft moan escaped her lips as his fingers explored along her folds and found her clit.

Her knees had nearly buckled under her weight when his finger started to rub slow circles over the sensitive little bundle of nerves.

“Souei,” had been all she could whimper out as her hands clung at him for as much support as she could as her legs seemed to turn to jello beneath her. It was all she could do to remain standing as she clung to him for the support to remain standing. She felt the hands that had been groping her breast let go as they moved. One second he was groping her and the next his hands had moved and she found herself being scooped up and out of the water. The noise of surprise that escaped her was a little embarrassing as she felt her face heat up as she looked up into those dark eyes of his. Souei remained stoic as always as he looked down at her and silently turned to start walking back to the shore. He didn’t stop till his bare feet hit the grass.

Once he had hit the soft grass he gently lowered her down to the ground. To which the pale woman instantly started to pout and was about to open her mouth to complain about him leaving but he never pulled away. Instead he dropped to his knees as his lips met hers silencing any complaints she was about to voice.

His teeth nipped at her bottom lip and she quickly let him in. Their tongues danced together before she let him into her mouth first and allowed him to explore her mouth before she did the same. She could feel his body shift and crawl over hers as they kissed. His right hand had also taken to exploring her body once more. But this time his hand had not trailed up her ribs but down instead, over her belly button and lower till a single finger found her folds.

She couldn’t help but pull away and break the kiss as she gasps. Her back arched and her head rolled back. He had barely touched her and yet she gave such a nice reaction. It had the corner of Souei’s lips turn upwards as his finger teased along her folds before the single digit slipped into her warm body. She couldn’t help but gasp and start to squirm at the odd sensation of his finger exploring and massaging along her inner walls.

It was an odd sensation at first but only lasted a second. Pleasure quickly filled her body as her back arched off the ground and she could not stop the loud moan. It was a good thing they were away from the town and so they did not need to be quiet. She did not worry about the volume of her voice as Souei explored her body.

He watched the way her body squirmed beneath him as he explored what she liked. He watched as he curled his finger up slightly and he watched her hips buck involuntarily at the feeling. Her fingers were digging into the grass as if it may somehow help ground her. Souei took his time as he tested her body. Carefully he slipped a second finger into her body and watched her nose scrunch up for a second before body relaxed and bliss took over her face once more as she started moaning again.

He worked slowly as he worked her body to take him, and the pleasure of doing so was also quickly working her towards her first orgasm. He could tell as her walls started to tighten around his fingers. Her thighs squeezed against his own lower hip as he kept his body between her legs so she could not close them on him. Souei continued what clearly seemed to set her body on fire as his fingers thrust into her body.

The tension in her body was quickly building. Her fingers dug into the ground, her heels as well as her hips tried to move in time with his hand. Her body could not stay still, she was now chasing the pleasure that his fingers were giving her. She wanted more, she was so close. It seemed Souei could tell she was on the brink. Suddenly another new feeling washed over her. His thumb had moved to start rubbing small circles over her sensitive bud. That was more than enough to send her over the edge. Her head was thrown back. She cried out what she assumed was Souei’s name but all she could hear was her own racing heart beat that filled her ears.

Her body went limp as she panted softly trying to allow her lung’s more air and let her mind catch up with her body. She moaned softly when the fingers that had been buried in her body were slowly pulled out of her. Blinking her eyes slowly she gave a soft smile up at Souei. Fuck that was amazing and they had not even gotten to the main course yet.

“Wow,” she mumbled breathlessly and watched as the dark haired man let a huff escape him, though the huff sounded a lot more like a poorly covered start to a laugh. She was breathless and amazed, and he was not done with her yet. Then again she probably would have laughed at herself too had she not been still trying to get the feeling back in her fingers.

Souei took this opportunity to lean forwards and start to trail soft kisses over the skin of her stomach to slowly make his way up her body. Her legs loosely sat on either side of him. One of her hands finds its way to run through his hair. His hair was oddly softer than she expected. Then again what did she truly expect? Lord Rimuru kept the bath house well stocked in soaps and shampoos. Surely the men’s side was the same as the woman’s. And it was clear Souei took care of himself.

Lips latched onto a perky bud and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her. Her back arched off the ground as she couldn’t help the reaction her sensitive body had to the stimulation. Too much too soon, and it was just him teasing a nipple. The feeling of his teeth glazing against her nipple had her whimper softly. She tugged at the hair she had entangled in her fingers.

Letting go of the nipple his lips continued to trail kisses up her chest, followed along her collarbone before he made his way up her neck. Following her jawline he finally reached what he wanted. His lips met hers. His lips were a lot softer than she expected. His tongue glanced along her bottom lip. She didn’t hesitate to part her lips for him to allow his tongue to slip into her mouth and deepen the kiss.

His hands moved to grab onto her hips. His body had effortlessly slipped between her parted knees. She could feel his length glide against her wet folds. She could not help but gasp into the kiss at the sensation as her overly sensitive body was not expecting it. Her hips bucked up as she craved the feeling again. She hadn’t meant to do that but it felt like her body had a mind of its own. The hands on her hips were quick to push her back down onto the grass below to hold her exactly where he wanted her.

That drew a soft whimper from her when she went to move her hips again but found she was unable to. Strong calloused hands kept her from being able to move freely. She let out a little whine at being unable to move her hips freely. She just wanted some more pleasure, to feel his hard cock sliding against her folds. Looking up into those deep blue eyes she watched the corner of his lips tug up into a soft smirk.

“Souei,” she whined out his name once she noticed the small smirk. Her hands reached down to try and claw at his wrists that were holding her hips in place. But her hands never got their chance to grab at him as her hands were suddenly stopped. Tugging at her wrists they did not move at all. Pausing, she looked down at them to see the ever so slight glimpse of a shimmer in the moonlight as she realized Souei had used his steel like threat to keep her from being able to freely move her hands. A soft chuckle above her had her looking up and pouting at the man who kept her pinned and watched as he moved one hand off of her hips and pulled at a strand of thread beside his own head. As he pulled she found her wrists being pulled up till they were over her head.

“Now be a good girl and try not to hurt yourself as the thread will not be broken easily,” It was a warning but the deep husky voice made it a little hard for her to focus on what the man was actually saying to her. At the moment she really could not be too bothered to worry too much about hurting herself. In her current state a little pain only felt good and had her squirming even more beneath Souei as she gently tugged at the thin thread wrapped around her wrists.

He gave her a few seconds of testing the resistance of his steel thread before his hands started to move along her hips. The feeling of his fingers running over the damp skin drew her attention away from the fact that he tied her hands up. Her pale eyes looked up at him as he gained her attention again. Which pleased him as she watched his lips curl up slightly as she looked up at him.

His hands moved slightly. One remained on her hip, gripping softly at the flesh there as the other hand slid down her thigh till he cupped the back of her knee and proceeded to pull it up and fold it back against her stomach.

“Perfect,” he purred at her as he lined up and ever so slowly slipped his tip between her folds and started to work his way into her body. She gasped and moaned as she was at his mercy as he slowly slid into her body.

“More. Faster,” she was begging and attempting to squirm beneath him. But the hands on her hips kept her pinned in place and forced to endure his teasing as he finally bottomed out inside of her.

She did not even attempt to hide the noises she was making. Soft whimpers escaped her as she tried to jolt her body from under him. The thread bit into her wrists and she did not move an inch. He was just toying with her as he enjoyed listening to her continue to beg for more.

Finally he started to move his hips a little faster. But still he was teasing her as he was still rather slowly moving his hips back and forth.

“Souei please,” she felt ready to cry as her body ached for more but was being denied.

“Alright,” he finally said though it almost sounded more like a low groan as his hips instantly snapped against hers.

She didn’t even try to hold back the scream of pleasure she let out as she got what she had felt so desperate for. Leaning his body into her bent knee it was pinned between them as his hips pistoned against hers. The hand that had been holding her leg up slid between them. His calloused fingertips easily finds her clit and wastes no time in giving the little bud a massage.

Her body nearly convulses with the added pleasure. She could quickly feel the tension in her stomach returning. That little elastic that felt ready to snap at any moment. And the earlier orgasm she had only made it harder for her to try to hold back to the oncoming orgasm. But it seemed that was not what Souei wanted as he leaned in a little closer to her so that his breath fanned her face.

“Cum for me,” he nearly growled. And that had her toppling over the edge. Her back arched. She cried out his name as her walls clamped down around him. Drawing moans from the normally silent man as he thrust into her letting her ride out her orgasm as his own build till finally one last thrust had him buried deep inside of her.

Panting heavily they both remained still for a few seconds letting the pleasure wash over them before finally one moved. It was Souei since Miyuki was still tied and pinned beneath him. But as Souei leaned back she was able to let her one leg drop. Still breathing heavily she watched as Souei tried to push his hair off of his sweat soaked forehead. With the lift of one hand the thread around her wrists grew slacked and she was able to pull them free. Though her arms felt heavy in her post orgasm state.

She pulled them down to rest on her still heaving chest as she watched Souei slowly climb to his feet. Silently he offered her a hand to help her up to her feet.

“Catch me if my legs don’t hold me?” She asked with a light laugh as she took his hand and let him help her up. Her legs felt wobbly beneath her, like a newborn fawn. She could feel his cum start to coat the inside of her thighs and cool against the night air.

“Well if you don’t mind I am going to return to my bath and actually get myself cleaned up,” she said smiling at him playfully, “you're still welcome to join.”

“It’s okay I should get back to patrol,” he said as he let her go once she pulled away from him and it was clear her legs would hold up her weight.

“Maybe next time then,” she called out over her shoulder as she headed back to the cold lake water to wash away the evidence of what they had just done.

[sexymikayla2]

[splendidgeryon]

New from Philip Gladstone: "Grey Bather"; acrylic on cradled panel, 12 by 16 inches

[jewishsimming]

And the family to go with my 1905 Queen Anne build! The Lloyds are an upper-middle-class family who bought the house in 1908. This isn’t a starter family; each of the family members come with pre-set skills, career, etc, which you can build on over time.

Their outfits and general appearance are consistent with early to mid 1910s standards, but they’re an interracial couple because fuck historical accuracy except when it comes to fashion.

Tray Files

@maxismatchccworld @decadesfinds @simshistoricalfinds

As always, I use CC, but I try to keep it to a minimum. For my usual staples, please check my WCIF page here.

ARTHUR LLOYD (HE/HIM) / Adult / Economics (Honours) / Dean of Admissions

Aspiration: Nerd Brain Bro / Ambitious / Lactose Intolerant Likes:  The colour black, polished fashion, fitness Dislikes: Baroque music

Skills: Charisma (2), Fishing (2), Fitness (3), Logic (4), Research & Debate (5), Woohoo (3)

Everyday 1

Suit by @linzlu

Everyday 2 Outfit by @happylifesimsreblogs

Everyday 3 Coat & Hat by @happylifesimsreblogs

Athletic

Hat by me

Sleepwear

Robe by @renorasims

Socks by @quiddity-jones

Underwear

Underoos by @historicalsimslife

Swimwear

Bathers by @eirflower

Cold Weather

Scarf by @nolan-sims

ELEANOR LLOYD (SHE/HER) / Young Adult / Language & Literature / Substitute Teacher

Aspiration: Bestselling Author

Traits: Bookworm / Squeamish / Good

Likes: The colour pink, writing, French Country decor

Dislikes: Knitting

Skills: Cooking (5), Charisma (4), Gardening (3), Parenting (4), Research & Debate (4), Writing (4)

Genetics:

Hairline | Moles 1 & 2 | Skin Details | Blush | Lips | Body Hair (NSFW) | Nails

Everyday 1 / Everyday 2

Hair / Dress / Stockings / Shoes | Suit & Hat / Hair

Formal / Party

Gown / Hair & Flowers / Earrings | Dress

Athletic

Suit / Boots / Hat

Sleepwear / Underwear

Nightgown & Corset

Swimwear

Bathers | Turban

Hot Weather / Cold Weather

Gloves / Hat | Coat / Scarf / Hat

ELEANOR “NORA” LLOYD (SHE/HER) / Child / Elementary School Student

Aspiration: Artistic Prodigy

Traits: Art Lover

Likes: The colour yellow, Americana music

Dislikes: Mischief

Skills: Creativity (5), Cross-Stitch (2), Motor (3), Social (5)

Everyday 1 / Everyday 2

Pinafore / Socks / Hair | Coat & Hat

Formal / Party

Hair | Dress

Swimwear

Bathers (I know, it’s not 100% accurate, but there’s not much else)

Hot Weather / Cold Weather

Dress & Tam | Mittens / Hat

ELIZABETH “ELIZA” LLOYD (SHE/HER) / Child / Elementary School Student

Aspiration: Social Butterfly

Traits: Insider

Likes: Dancing, the colour blue

Dislikes: Romantic music, fishing

Skills: Creativity (2), Knitting (3), Mental (3), Social (5)

Everyday 1 / Everyday 2

Pinafore | Hat

Formal / Party

Hair | Dress

FIGARO LLOYD (HE/THEY) / Kitten / Ankle Annihilator

Traits: Frisky | Talkative | Free Spirit

Likes: Naps

Dislikes: Dog

[sciatu]

OASI DEL GELSONMINETO

Oggi abbiamo visitato il paradiso. Abbiamo lasciato Siracusa scendendo verso sud. Volevamo trovare una di quelle lunghe spiagge dalla sabbia rosa e il mare di un azzurro trasparente. Superiamo Fontane Bianche e scendiamo ancora più a sud. Ad un certo punto lungo la strada vediamo dei turisti con ombrelloni e asciugamani scendere da una strada laterale bianchissima. Ci fermiamo anche noi parcheggiando a lato della candida strada. Un sentiero ci porta verso una stradina sterrata che passando sotto la statale, immette in campi vastissimi che ospitano piccoli ulivi e sono circondati da alti pini o grandi acacie che ne segnano il bordo. Camminiamo per quasi dieci minuti e malgeado i filari di ulivi e le recinsioni, sembra di camminare in una savana. Si sentono solo le cicale qualche uccello che chiama di albero in albero ed il ento che smuove le cime delle acacie. Un lungo sentiero porta in prossimità della spiaggia nascosta da delle siepi di alberelli e di pini messi sul limitare a proteggere i terreni retrostanti dove venivano coltivati filari di profumati gelsomini. La spiaggia è di sabbia finissima ricolma di detriti di alberi portati dal mare e l’acqua è caldissima. La piccola baia è delimitata da due promontori. Quello a sinistra ha sulla punta un bunker della seconda guerra mondiale, quello a destra degrada lentamente verso il mare. Vedo che su quest’ultimo che molti bagnanti salgono scomparendo nella fitta macchia fatta da palme e cespugli di oleandri e alberelli di yuka. Li seguo per curiosità e inaspettatamente vi trovo un sentiero che costeggia un muro di pietre a secco , passa sulla cima del promontorio e quindi ne mostra l’altro lato, quello non visibile dalla spiaggia. Arrivato su quel lato ho una visione incredibile, dove la scogliera scende scoscesa e frastagliata in un mare color smeraldo dalla perfetta trasparenza. Si sente solo il mare entrare e uscire dalle grotte che ha scavato alla base della scogliera ed il vento urtare la roccia frastagliata e disperdersi tra la fitta vegetazione. Niente di umano appare tra gli scogli o lungo il sentiero. Non vi è plastica vetro o avanzi umani di una qualsiasi civiltà, esiste solo il vento, il mare ed il sole così come era dall’inizio dei tempi. Resto incantato ad ascoltare parlarsi il mare e il vento ed il mio stupore diventa una tangibile emozione, si cristallizza in un prezioso, unico ricordo. Questa è la Sicilia che mi brucia nel cuore, questa l’origine di ogni bellezza che riconosco, questo il senso di ogni verso che vorrei scrivere. Questo è il mio paradiso.

Today we visited paradise. We left Syracuse going south. We wanted to find one of those long beaches with pink sand and a transparent blue sea. We pass Fontane Bianche and go further south. At one point along the way we see tourists with umbrellas and towels coming down froma white street. We also stop by parking at the side of the white road. A path takes us towards a dirt road which, passing under the Provence road, leads into vast fields that host small olive trees and are surrounded by tall pines or large acacias that mark the border. We walk for almost ten minutes and past the rows of olive trees and the fences, it feels like walking in a savannah. You can only hear the cicadas, some birds calling from tree to tree and the sound that moves the tops of the acacias. A long path leads near the beach hidden by hedges of small trees and pines placed on the edge to protect the lands behind where rows of fragrant jasmine were grown. The beach is of very fine sand filled with debris from trees brought in by the sea and the sea water is very warm. The small bay is bordered by two promontories. The one on the left has a World War II bunker at its tip, the one on the right slopes slowly towards the sea. I see that on the latter many bathers go up disappearing into the thick scrub made up of palm trees and oleander bushes and yuka trees. I follow them out of curiosity and unexpectedly find a path that runs along a dry stone wall, passes on the top of the promontory and then shows the other side, the one not visible from the beach. Arriving on that side, I have an incredible vision, where the cliff drops steeply and jagged into an emerald sea with perfect transparency. You can only hear the sea flowing in and out of the caves it has dug at the base of the cliff and the wind hitting the jagged rock and dispersing among the dense vegetation. Nothing human appears between the rocks or along the path. There is no glass plastic or human remains of any civilization, there is only the wind, the sea and the sun as it was from the beginning of time. I am enchanted listening to the sea and the wind talking to each other and my amazement becomes a tangible emotion, it crystallizes in a precious, unique memory. This is Sicily that burns in my heart, this is the origin of every beauty I recognize, this is the meaning of every verse I would like to write. This is my paradise.

[funkytrunks]

Blue Bottle bathers 🐟 #funkytrunks

[llovelymoonn]

green by cuno amiet

sunspots \\ the painter \\ the orchard \\ apfelernte \\ the trees in the garden. oswald. \\ strawberry girls \\ dancing bathers \\ picture of giovanni giacometti \\ garden \\ richesse du soir

orange || yellow || blue || purple

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