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iamfruitie · 9 months
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Kinktober 2023 Day 25
Overstimulation
Henrik moaned for what felt like the thousandth time, hips rolling down against Edward’s fingers, feeling them thrust and rub against every perfect spot inside of him. He leaned his back against Edward’s chest, hands gripping his thighs and brain becoming foggier and foggier. He was a mess of sweat, drool, and his own cum.
“E-Edward~” Henrik whimpered, squirming and moaning again since each movement of his had him grinding back on Edward’s cock, teasing him accidentally and getting his fingers to fuck him faster. “Fuck, Edward~” 
“There you go, relax and enjoy.” Edward chuckled. He’d been naked with Henrik almost the entire time they’d been at this, but he saved all of his attention for the other man. Edward was now determined to get Henrik to cum for the fifth time before finally fucking him. He wasn’t sure what stirred this desire to turn Henrik into a brainless puddle, but after telling Henrik what he wanted to do, he was more than excited about it, having even told Edward to ‘ruin him’ before pulling him into a kiss. 
Apparently, Henrik’s had a stressful week.
“Please, I am-I am so close,” Henrik whined, looking down at his thighs and shivering at seeing the teeth marks there, reminding him of the second and third rounds they’d had. The first happened from just kissing and grinding, showing just how pent-up Henrik was. 
“Go on, cum for me again, and then I’ll bend you over and fuck you.” Edward nearly growled into Henrik’s ear, taking his other hand and stroking Henrik’s cock. He was also fairly pent-up and was about to reach his breaking point. 
“Shit, shit, scheiße~!” Henrik’s last curse became a loud moan, cumming again and adding more of a mess to himself. “Edward.” He tilted his head as Edward kissed his neck, pulling his hands away to give Henrik time to recover. “Edward, please…please…” Henrik could feel his brain cells leaving, but they were still there. 
He wanted them gone.
“Got it.” Edward chuckled deeply before moving, putting Henrik on his hands and knees. He wasn’t shocked when Henrik didn’t have strength in his arms and went down to his elbows, trying to tease and hold his ass up, but his legs started sliding out from under him. Edward caught his hips and kept him up. 
“Hurry,” Henrik whined, feeling Edward rutting against him. 
“I thought I was going to be the impatient one.” Edward chuckled and then slowly pushed in. “Oh, fuck~” He groaned at how good Henrik felt around his cock. “God, Henrik, you always feel so perfect.” Edward leaned over, pressing his chest to Henrik’s back. He moved an arm around his hips as the other rested his hand on one of Henrik’s. 
“You…You always make me…make me feel so full.” Henrik panted. “Please…please fuck me.” 
“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Edward kissed Henrik’s shoulder and started rocking his hips. Henrik leaned his chest more against the bed, eyes rolling a little as he softly moaned. 
“More~” Henrik let himself fully relax, showing Edward he could go for it. 
“Yes, sir.” Edward bit into the crook of Henrik’s neck, turning the little whine into another moan as he thrusted harder and faster, finding a pace that drove both of them crazy. 
“Ed-Edward-ah~!” Henrik tried to find words but soon was only able to moan, hands grasping desperately at the bed covers. 
It was too much in the best way possible. He blinked away the tears forming, and his throat became dry since he couldn’t stop his sounds. His legs were shaking without his control, and each thrust felt like Edward was fucking away any thought Henrik could have. 
“I’m close,” Edward grunted. “Want me to cum inside you?” Henrik could only moan and nod eagerly. 
He wanted it. He needed it. His body was burning with that strong, painful pleasure, and he was moments away from it all finishing up. 
Edward bit Henrik again, sinking his teeth into the base of his neck, muffling his own moan and cumming. He kept his hips going, fucking through his high and managing to adjust his arms so he could start stroking Henrik’s cock once more. 
It wasn’t much longer before Henrik was crying out, voice cracking and knuckles going white as that final rush made him feel like he was going to pass out. His vision blurred as his eyes rolled and crossed as he tensed up, cumming hard. 
“Holy hell,” Edward said after swallowing and trying to catch his breath, feeling Henrik going completely limp under him. “Hen?” He gently pulled out and kissed Henrik’s cheek. “How are we feeling?” Henrik only looked at Edward with glossed-over eyes and giggled. “Oh, you’re gone gone.” Edward chuckled, brushing Henrik’s hair out of his face. “Don’t worry, love. I’ll get you and the bed cleaned up, and then we’ll cuddle for the rest of the night.” 
“Eddy~” Was the only word Edward would get from Henrik for a while. 
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iamvegorott · 11 months
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Ink Month 2023 Day 28
Sweater
“How are you not hot in that thing?” Chase asked Henrik with a chuckle, the two sitting on one of the Manor’s couches together. Most of the other Egos were around either in the same room or the kitchen, all of them gathered for their weekly dinner. “I mean, I know it’s fall, but we’re in the house with everyone, and a turtleneck sweater’s gotta be toasty.” 
“I am fine. I am running a slight chill, is all.” Henrik gave a reassuring smile. 
“You not feeling good? If you gotta pop back home early, you can. The others will understand.” Chase said, his ‘worried dad voice’ kicking in. 
“I am feeling just fine, my friend.” Henrik chuckled, patting Chase’s leg before standing up. “Being cold is no cause for worry. I am going to do my little social lap, but I may take that offer and head home soon. I can handle the crowd for only so long.” 
“Just hit me up if you need anything.” Chase fired some finger guns. 
“Of course.” Henrik smiled again and walked off. 
“Come on, let me prove it!” Jackie said with a laugh, holding his arms out and walking toward Dark. Jackie, Dark, Phantom, Mad, Mare, Anti, and Edward were in the kitchen when Henrik came in. 
“Put your arms around me, and I will remove them from your body.” Dark threatened. Henrik could see the slight flush on most of their faces, several empty bottles of alcohol telling him that they were at least somewhat intoxicated. The only one without an alcohol flush to their face was Edward, fully sober and watching everything with an amused grin. 
“What is going on?” Henrik asked as he joined Edward. 
“I told Jackie he’s not strong enough to pick up Dark.” Edward said with a casual shrug. 
“You know Jackie can not refuse a challenge, right? Dark will never let him do that, despite all of us knowing Jackie can easily lift Dark physically.” Henrik sighed and crossed his arms. 
“That’s why it’s fun.” Edward chuckled. 
“Don’t be a party pooper.” Jackie moved in closer, and Dark stopped him with a hand on his forehead.
“You could pick me up.” Mad offered with a giggle, leaning heavily against Mare. Being his size, not drinking much before meeting the others, and being fairly human compared to them as well had him much more intoxicated and bright red. 
“Okay!” Jackie moved to go to Mad, but Mare wrapped his arms around Mad and moved him away. 
“Nope.” Mare shook his head. 
“But he’s trying to prove something, music man,” Mad whined, weakly slapping at Mare’s arms. 
“Lifting you doesn’t prove anything. Literally everyone in this room can do it easily.” Mare then whispered something into Mad’s ear that got his flush to deepen for a much different reason. 
“Would I count?” Phantom pointed to himself. “Pick me up so we can get this over with.” 
“It has to be Dark, or it doesn’t count,” Edward said. 
“Just let the man pick you up for like a second.” Anti poked Dark’s arm. 
“Fine. For one second. Then we are done with this.” Dark huffed and sat his drink down. “Just don’t-” He didn’t get to finish before Jackie had him up and over his shoulder. “Jackieboyman, put me down!” 
“Jackie wins,” Edward said with a laugh. 
“Spin, spin, spin!” Anti and Phantom started guiding Jackie to twirl with Dark still on him. 
“You really do enjoy causing chaos sometimes.” Henrik tugged at the front of his sweater.
“You look warm there, Hen.” Edward’s grin turned into a sly one. 
“Of course I do. I am burning up, and you know damn well why I have to wear this.” Henrik glared at Edward. 
“Let’s head up to my room so you can change and call it a night. The others are messed up right now and won’t notice.” Edward took Henrik’s hand and walked off with him. Henrik held his tongue until they were in Edward’s room, and the door was closed.
“You are terrible.” Henrik got the turtleneck off him as soon as he could, showing he wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath and exposing the massive hickey on his neck. “You just had to do this to me the day of everyone gathering. Do you know the type of things they would say if they saw me parading around with this thing?”
“They’d say what a lucky doctor~” Edward half-sang and hugged Henrik’s waist from behind. “And, besides, they can’t really judge when most of them have their own little marks on themselves all the time. Hell, Marvin, Anti, and Phantom literally show theirs off and compare who has the bigger one.” 
“Well, Mr. Smarty-Pants. I am not like them and don’t want to expose what we do behind closed doors.” Henrik tossed his sweater aside.
“And that’s why I love you.” Edward kissed Henrik’s cheek.
“And you are lucky I love you, or I would be kicking you right now,” Henrik mumbled but leaned back against Edward’s hug despite his pout. 
“I can make it up to you.” Edward offered with another kiss, this one on Henrik’s jaw. 
“You better and-” Henrik turned to face Edward, placing a finger on the tip of his nose. “-all markings are below the collarbone.” 
“Yes, sir.” Edward chuckled before taking Henrik’s hand by the wrist, kissing his palm, and then pulling Henrik into a proper kiss. 
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damnthelust · 1 year
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Day 4: Body Worship
✨Doctor Lovin’✨
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Sloppy kisses could be heard within the dimly lot bedroom along with harsh breaths and little noises coming from the two doctors. Hands marking their pathway along the bare skin while hushed praises were shared. Henrik pulled away from their umpteenth kiss, breathing heavily before he gently pushed Edward onto the bed and straddling the other doctor.
The view was perfect in Henrik’s eyes. Edward’s hooded eyes and unkempt hair fluffed along the pillows. His face a dusty red and lips plump from the kissing. With a hand, Henrik trailed his fingers from Edward’s face slowly to his chest, gently squeezing his pec and getting the older’s breath to hitch.
“My handsome doctor,” Henrik teased, making Edward’s face grow more red, “everyday I always tell myself how lucky I get to call you my partner. You are perfect.” Henrik hummed, taking his hand and going to Edward’s hair, feeling the older place his hands on his hips.
“I can never get use to how you look at me. How your eyes light up when your happy, your smile always lightens up my day.”
“Henrik..”
“Even when cuddling you, I still get mesmerized by your warmth and you hands caressing me, feeling me, and putting me as putty in your hands.” Edward was growing more flustered at the praises.
“Every time you undress, I never get used to it. Your body is so perfect to me and how you feel against me when we get intimate.”
The smaller caressed the larger’s erect cock, getting pre all over his fingers before Henrik began pumping Edward, making the larger whimper.
“H-Hen-“
“You always know how to make me melt,” Henrik started back up, continuing his pattern, “when you use your strong hands to keep me still when we get erratic, fucking me until I only remember your name, or even when we make love and you caress me, pressing your beautiful body against mine as we finish.” Henrik was blushing deeply as thoughts ran through his mind, pumping Edward faster and getting a soft cry from the older before watching Edward arch his back and cum spurting from his cock. 
The mess dripping down to Henrik’s fingers to which wiped it away at the bed before getting on top of Edward fully, watching the besieged male slowly coming down from his high, awaiting for round two.
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sunnbnn · 1 year
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Punk Hazard adventures!
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joscribbles · 1 year
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wanted to draw these two in their 60s getup in a sort of mid century style
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singeart · 5 months
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Honey, please squeeze me tight / Don't you want your baby to be alright?
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moss-flesh · 7 months
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Nice.
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archersartcorner · 2 months
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Yall want my pokemon top ranger spirk AU with matching lunatone and solrock partner pokemon. This is not a question.
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demi-pixellated · 2 years
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Slow Damage run continues: Taku route up first 👨‍⚕️☕💨
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iamfruitie · 10 months
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I would like to see Henrik being a teasing brat to Edward
Edward glanced at the clock and sighed when he saw how much longer he had in his shift. It wasn’t that long, but it was long enough.
Technically, he was on call constantly with how the Egos were, but he had to establish ‘office hours’ so they knew exactly where he was during certain hours of the day. Some of these days, he wanted to fight Dark for coming up with that.
“Edward~” Henrik’s voice singing at his door told him this would be one of those fighting days. “I got a new uniform. Would you like to see it?” 
“Sure.” Maybe it wouldn’t be a fighting day. Henrik usually got a little excited at new scrubs. He didn’t get them often and would always show Edward when he did, especially if they were fun kinds one of the other Egos convinced him to buy, always wanting to share a laugh and-
Edward coughed on his own breath when Henrik came in and showed he didn’t get new scrubs. He got a whole new outfit. A very short and revealing ‘nurse’ outfit, one of those short dresses with a plunging neckline and a little paper hat.  
“What do you think?” Henrik asked, giving a twirl, and Edward seeing a peek of ass, told him that there wasn’t anything on underneath that short, fluffy skirt.
“I-I-uh-I think…holy fuck.” Edward thickly swallowed. 
“I like how it feels. It is very soft and cooling. So sad that you cannot feel it yet. You have a lot more work to do, right?” Henrik’s smile turned into a smirk, and Edward easily caught on to Henrik’s plan. 
“You’re playing a very dangerous game there, Hen,” Edward warned.
“What game? I am only showing you my new uniform. Do you not think I should wear this more often? Lounge around in it and all that?” Henrik giggled and swayed his hips with his hands behind his back. “I bet you like this new uniform. I bet you wish you could play with what is underneath~” 
“I don’t have that much longer.” 
“Yes, but I might want to change before then. I do sometimes change my mind unexpectedly.” Henrik clicked his tongue and did another twirl before heading for the door. “I guess we will have to see if I keep this in for you or not.” 
“Henrik.” Edward’s voice dropped, his tone sending a shiver down Henrik’s back. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. 
“I will see you soon, Edward~” Henrik winked and slipped out of the office. Edward took a breath, looked at the clock, and shook his head. 
“Dark can get over it. I have a brat to tame.” He said to himself before leaving the office as well. 
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iamvegorott · 1 year
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Robbie's Birthday
Here's a cute thing for our zombie's birthday --------------
“An ice cream for the birthday boy.” Edward half-sang as he placed the sundae on the colorful table. Henrik and Robbie were already sitting there and waiting as Edward went to get their treats. “And an ice cream for the hubby.” He handed the much smaller ice cream cone to Henrik and joined them. 
“Hubby? When have you ever called me that?” Henrik asked with a chuckle.
“Well, we are married.” Edward playfully winked, getting comfortable on the booth bench and laying an arm across Henrik’s shoulders. Henrik only smiled and rolled his eyes, leaning against Edward and licking at his treat. 
“This is so cool!” Robbie squealed as he dove into his own cold dessert. “I never get to eat ice cream as lunch!” 
“Birthday boys do get extra spoiled,” Edward said. 
“Extra? You say that like he is normally spoiled.” Henrik huffed. 
“Oh, he is very spoiled by you Septiceyes.” Edward clicked his tongue.
“By us? The last time I checked, it was an Iplier that wanted to rent out an entire amusement park for today.” Henrik lowered his voice so Robbie couldn’t hear him. The sugary distraction helped him as well. 
“Wilford doesn’t count.” 
“It was not Wil.” 
“It wasn’t?” Edward made a confused face, unable to ask more about that since Henrik’s phone buzzed. 
“Hello?” Henrik answered the call, nodding as he listened to the other end. “We will be there soon.” He said before hanging up. “Time to head back. You can take the rest of your treat with you.” 
“Awesome!” Robbie had no complaints as he scooped up his bowel, managing to get through more than half of the ice cream within that short time and would definitely get it done by the time they got back to the Manor. 
“Do you mind driving again?” Henrik asked Edward as he grabbed a good big pile of napkins. He also had a container of wet wipes in the car, but it was better to be safe than sorry when it was children with sticky, messy foods. 
“I never mind being the driver.” Edward smiled and walked out of the ice cream parlor with Henrik and Robbie. He watched as Robbie took Henrik’s hand and how he refused to step into the parking lot until Henrik also took hold of Edward’s hand. 
Robbie was taught not to walk through areas with cars or crowded places without an adult’s hand and took that to heart. He also took it as everyone had to have an adult’s hand, including other adults. It was cute, and no one could bare telling Robbie that wasn’t the case, so they all went with it. 
The drive back took a little longer than the drive up since Edward gave the others some more time to finish setting up. Even if they said they were ready, there was always a chance of something going wrong. 
Finally, Edward was pulling up in front of the Manor, and after Henrik cleaned off Robbie’s face and hands, they made their way into the large home. 
“Why is it dark?” Robbie asked. “Did everyone leave?” 
“Surprise!” The lights flicked back on, and the Egos popped out, cheering and throwing their arms out in several poses. 
“Surprise!” Robbie squealed back. His eyes went wide, and the colorful streamers all over the room, a banner that read ‘Happy Birthday Robbie!’, and a tall black cake decorated with purple flowers sat on a table. “Surprise!” He said again, bouncing and happily shaking his hands.  
“Can we have cake now?” Blank asked, tugging at Mare’s arm. 
“Ask Robbie. The birthday boy picks the order of the day.” Mare said, smiling as Blank let him go and ran over to Robbie. 
“Happy birthday!” Blank hugged Robbie. “Can we do cake first?”
“Yeah! I just had ice cream, but I have lots of room for cake!” Robbie took Blank’s hand, and the two ran off. 
“You took him to get ice cream?” Chase asked Henrik and Edward with a chuckle. 
“He asked if we could, and we said yes.” Henrik shrugged. 
“You have all spoiled him rotten.” Dark sighed, watching Marvin and Anti cut the cake and hand out the pieces, making sure that Robbie got the first slice. Everyone that ate cake would have stained mouths for days with how much black frosting there was. 
“You’re just upset your reservation fell through.” Chase teased.
“I don’t know what you mean,” Dark stated. “I don’t have any involvement with Robbie.” 
“Cake!” Robbie ran up to Dark, handing him one of the plates of cake he held. “I made sure you got chocolate ‘cause I know you like that.” He gave a big, stained-tooth smile before running back off to go back to eating on the floor with Blank. 
“What was that about not having any involvement?” Edward grinned with his question. 
“Shut it.” 
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damnthelust · 1 year
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Doctor lovin with 4 please!
Of course!
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softquietsteadylove · 11 months
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Let’s do some soft moment between them?
Thena sees how stressed Gil is and decides to do some things for him, like ordering dinner, sorting and taking care of little stuff and more!
"Hey hon," Gil calls as he drags himself through the door. He sets his bag down heavily but tries to pull himself together. Thena got off her shift six hours ago, and he doesn't want to ruin her evening with his shit day.
It's all part of the job, right?
"Hey!"
He grunts faintly as Thena comes running down the front hall and throws herself into his arms. He's not complaining, though, happily burying his nose in her hair and holding her against his chest.
She pulls away, only to hold his cheeks in her hands and kiss him properly. "I missed you."
Obviously she knows he's had a hard shift, but it still makes him all warm and fuzzy inside for her to kiss him like that and lavish him with attention and sweet words. "I missed you too."
Thena walks them further into her apartment, trading little kisses with him as they walk, like they're lovesick teenagers, which she always said she found obnoxious. "You go sit, I'll bring dinner over."
"You cooked?" he chuckles, but obeys her instruction.
"I'm trying to help you relax, not poison you."
He lets out a long laugh on his way to her nice comfy sectional. He doesn't lie down, though. If he does that, he's just going to fall asleep in an instant.
"I ordered your favourites," she calls from the kitchen in the same happy tone.
Gil raises a brow at it, lounging back on the couch. "What's got you so giddy?"
"Just," he heard some clinking of cuttlery and plates and stuff. "Happy you're back!"
Gil sits up a little straighter as she comes over with two dishes for them. He cooks for them as often as he can, but she's ordered Chinese--something he's unlikely to make for them at home anyway. She sits next to him with a smile. "Honey, really."
Thena sighs, having been seen through. She wilts into the couch as well, "okay, okay. I tried, didn't I?"
He chuckles, pulling her into him and leaving the food for now. "Not that I don't appreciate it, but like I asked, what's the occasion?"
Thena tilts her head at him, hair down for once in the comfort of her own home. "You seemed more than a little bummed when I headed out, and that was before you had the last few hours to go. I thought, maybe, you'd want the treatment when you got home."
He grins, and not just because her apartment is 'home' for both of them. He wraps his arms around her waist, reclining so she can sit between his legs on the couch. "I already get the treatment, coming home to you."
Thena laughs off his sweet talk, as she always does. Because she doesn't know just how much he means it. Coming home to her beautiful smile and dry tone and reluctance to laugh at his dumb jokes?--that's all he needs.
"Well," she sighs, tracing along the lines of his sweater. "I know you had a long day, and I know you like getting all cuddly, so..."
He could cry. She was doing this for him? Even though she always says that she hates acting like young kids in puppy love. He kisses her forehead, combing his fingers through her hair leisurely. "No complaints from me, baby. But I gotta say, touchy-feely isn't exactly your love language."
"But it is yours," she insists, still on this thing about easing the stresses of his day. "And I know you like, uh, boyfriend-y stuff like this."
She's always been reluctant to really use that word. And he's never pushed her, happy to be her work-husband, even with their relationship rather private from their coworkers. He doesn't have to be her boyfriend to know that she's his. And he is most definitely hers, mind-body-and-soul.
Gil touches the tip of his nose to hers before kissing her. It's soft, in the way they don't have time for in the middle of the work day. "You know you're the best, right?"
It appeals to the ego in her - the Doctor ego - and she grins, pleased with herself. "Well, it never hurts to hear it again."
"You're," another kiss, "the", another, "best."
Thena practically purrs in his arms, getting nice and comfy in his lap as he lavishes her with attention. She can act tough and independent all she likes, he knows she's not above a nice cuddle every now and then. And he wasn't the only one who had a long day at work.
"So, is this really all because you thought I had a rough day?"
"Well," Thena pauses.
He nudges her, pressing his lips to her temple.
She snuggles a little more into his chest. "I saw you watching that couple in the waiting room being all gross together. You seemed a little - I don't know - envious."
He chuckles again. She wouldn't have said anything on her own, but she is the type who would notice him noticing something like that and think about what to do about it on her own. "So, you're letting me feel like a real boyfriend, tonight?"
Her sheepishness returns and even a little colour in her perfect cheeks. "You're already my husband. But if you want to be my boyfriend, too-"
He gets impatient and kisses her in the middle of her sweet little declaration. He can't resist, he just loves this woman so much. It really helps drown out the long work day, the relentless pace of it, the merciless nature of both their jobs.
"See?" she laughs between kisses. "You love this sappy stuff!"
"Guilty," he admits completely. "Good thing I have such a sappy girlfriend."
"Sappy?!"
He pouts his lips and makes his best puppy eyes at her, "just for me?"
His girlfriend is a real sucker for this face, and it doesn't take her long to crumble before it, "fine. Just for you, and just here, and just sometimes."
"Okay fine," he smiles, burying his nose in her hair. They honestly might not get to the food until it's a little cold, at this rate, but he's fine with that. He inhales, feeling the slight weight of her against his chest and stomach and the curve of her ribs against arm.
"So," Thena also sighs, relishing his warmth, "you wanna eat this dinner I ordered, or what?"
"In a minute, hon," he mumbles. He's not really lying down, but he might just fall asleep like this anyway.
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anawkwardlady · 2 years
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Hate to be the "ambiguous disorder" bitch because every professional I have ever met saw me and went "Oh, she'll be fine with talking <3"
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bootyful-seventeen · 22 hours
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The bruise is even more square now 💀💀💀 WHY IS IT A WHOLE ASS SQUARE LIKE MY GUYYY 😭😭😭
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huevobuevo · 2 years
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YOO THEY TURNIN THAT BOY INTO AN ELDRITCH MONSTROSITY!!!!!
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