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What Kind of Office Space to Rent for Your Start-Up | Qubexpro Business Centre

If you’re looking for an office space for your start-up, you may already be aware of the fact that your options are many. You can choose to buy an office space, rent an office space, or rent a cabin at a co-working space.

It is great to own an office of your own, but that’s only if you have a surplus amount of money that you can use to splurge. Starting a business offering a concept that is niche can be challenging, which most start-ups are about; it involves a lot of risks because one can never be sure about whether it will succeed or not, and whether or not that particular place is ready for a particular concept. One may try a lot of times and fail, or succeed in just the first attempt- but that’s just by chance which is always going to be 50-50.

That’s why most start-up owners prefer renting or leasing a place over buying one and looking for the most affordable option they can find. The best space in terms of affordability is undoubtedly a co-working space. Of course, one can say that they also have the option to rent a really cheap office space of their own instead, but let’s face it- the cheapest stand-alone office spaces don’t come in the best locations, don’t have basic facilities around them and do not showcase the best professional picture. Apart from that, one will have to spend on maintaining and cleaning the place which a co-working space doesn’t need.

If one chooses to work out of a co-working space, they can hire a cabin as a private suite if they’d like to, and a few fixed desks. They can also choose to hire a cabin with the number of seats that they need, exclusively for their team.

The amount a co-working space charge is inclusive of maintaining and cleaning it on a daily basis, which means that you or your team does not have to worry about that bit. Also, they already have furniture in place which makes it “ready to move in” for you and your team.

For example, Qubexpro has a 16-seater cabin that’s spacious, professional-looking, and right in the heart of the city where everything (from transportation services to other facilities) is close by. It has desks and chairs that are ergonomically suited with lots of leg room and space in general. It is well-ventilated and maintained, and is located in the prime part of your city. Bars, restaurants, entertainment centers, shopping malls, hospitals, and more are all close by and public transportation is not more than a tiny walk away. 

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Craft Room New York Example of a modern craft room with a large freestanding desk, carpeting, and no fireplace.

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Since the 1990s Jean Prouvé’s furniture and mobile houses have fetched enormous results at global auctions that went hand in hand with a general reappraisal of his work. One of the major galleries dealing with Prouvé originals is Galerie Patrick Seguin in Paris whose namesake ranks among the leading experts in everything related to the engineer’s furniture and mobile architecture. Therefore it is no wonder that the present (sort of) catalogue raisonné of Prouvé’s furniture was published by the latter. The two volume set is an updated version of the initial 2007 edition and features a comprehensive catalogue of Prouvé’s furniture in volume one and a selection of interiors furnished with his key pieces as well as an overview of his prefab, movable houses in volume two.

Organized along ten categories the first volume provides a comprehensive overview of the sheer variety of Prouvé’s furniture: chairs, armchairs, office chairs, stools and benches, desks, school furniture, tables, lights, beds as well as interior furnishings and storage are testament to his broad interest in solutions for basically every aspect of furniture design. Each design is presented on the basis of a piece from the Seguin collection representing the most original version of each piece, supplemented by the editors with drawings, vintage photographs, advertisements and a brief history of the genesis and specifications of it. Preceding the catalogue are interviews with Prouvé’s daughter Catherine, Renzo Piano and design historian Raymond Guidot who offer not only insights into his personality and design ethos but also the intrinsic logics of his designs that resulted from Prouvé’s natural understanding of the material properties of metal and wood.

Of course the present tomes are also gorgeously designed and contain a wealth of profound information about every single piece of Prouvé furniture. What’s more is that through the countless detail photographs the reader gets a real understanding of the construction of each piece and how these sprung from the mind of one of the most original designers/engineers/architects of the 20th century. Worth every penny!

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Daily Meal

 Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, sex in public places, , unprotected PiV, (Play safe ya'll!) Light Dom/Sub, Oral sex (m &f).

Summary: Austin and gf have temporarily moved to New York, work is stressful for her. He has a tried and true solution.

A/N: Thank you to @slowsweetlove for the inspiration on this lil' one shot! I hope it lives up to expectation.

Please let me know if you see anything that needs attention (other than the fucking hot pic of Austin in a backstage setting that perfectly goes with this story that I wrote way before those pics came out.. magic!!)

She was sitting on the couch in their apartment, back to the door. It was bad Feng Shui, but it was the only place the robust piece of furniture would fit in the narrow New York apartment. They had rented it furnished and would only be here for about 9 months anyway.  

She loved going with Austin to his film locations when she could. She adored travel and exploration, but she adored Austin exponentially more. He was the most kind person she had ever met. The fact that he was beyond handsome and famous didn't even matter to her. He had amazed her from their first meeting. A meeting after which, he began to pursue her diligently. 

They had been in the City for just over two weeks now, under the guise of 'getting settled’. Really, they had come early because Austin had an addiction, theater. He had drug her out to shows nearly every night for the past two weeks before he started work on his new job. It's not like she hated going, she liked theater too. Just… whoa. She was at the point where she couldn't remember which scene belonged to which play. 

All that would slow down as today was the first table read of the new play Austin was starring in. Austin was so excited to be working on Broadway again. When he left that morning he was like a kid in a candy shop: smiling, nervous and buzzing. 

Tonight though, he promised her something different. He was going to take her to his favorite little hole in the wall place, they had live music every night and 'the best cocktails in town'.  

It was weird for him to want to be out so much, usually he was more of a ‘let’s stay in’ kind of guy. She supposed this was what theater did to him. 

Right now though, she had her headphones on trying to finish her remote work before he got home. There had been problems all day at the home office, deadlines had gotten moved up and her boss had put a lot of pressure on her to get them done. She had been frantically working all afternoon and felt like she was getting nowhere. Stumbling blocks and obstacles just kept popping up right and left. She felt like the project was slipping through her fingers. 

Austin traipsed down the hallway to their apartment. His day had been so good, the table read went amazing and the meeting after showed a ton of excitement built up about his new show. He was riding a high when he opened the door and saw her sitting on the couch, back to the door. 

He took a minute to look at her toeing off his shoes as per the rental agreement.  Her hair was up in a bun, the noise canceling headphones that she preferred to earbuds when working cradling her head. The wide neck of her shirt had slipped down, showing off her shoulders. The thin gold necklace that he had given her draped over the back of her neck gave him warm fuzzies.  

Damn he loved her. He was so happy that he got to bring his best girl with him on this project and share with her his love for theater. 

The fact that she could do her job anywhere was amazing. He loved when she joined him on location, though she only ever visited the set occasionally during filming. She said it was important that they had their own bits of life, she didn't want him to feel smothered or like she had to check up on him on set. In fact, she could never make him feel that way. In the past two years, she had become his rock, his solid base to cling to as he jumped into projects that scared him, that pushed him. 

He closes the door. She doesn’t turn, clearly sucked in. 

"Well shit!" she exclaims loudly, banging on her keyboard a little too vehemently,  obviously trying to make something work that was not working. 

Austin's eyes narrow in concern. She is usually quite collected, but the move and work had been stressful on her. 

He slips into the bedroom, then out again unnoticed, pushing something into his jeans pocket. Austin walks up behind her and lightly touches her bare shoulders. She jumps a bit, startled, and looks up. 

"Oh hey babe," she pulls her headphones off her ears, "how did it go?"

"It went well, I think it's gonna be a really good show," he says, "sounds like your day wasn't as great." 

"That's an understatement," she says rubbing the bridge of her nose, "the whole system just went down, again. So frustrating. I feel like I can't get a foothold on this project." 

He leans over the couch and closes the laptop, setting it aside. His lips brush her sensitive spot behind her ear. She closes her eyes, raises her hands to wrap around him and leans into his soft attentions. 

"Feeling out of control are you?" he rumbles in her ear, "I have something that might help." 

Before she can ask what, he slips his bracelets over her wrists. The ones that mean she doesn't get to make decisions until they come off.  The ones that signify he is in charge. The ones that mean she belongs to him. 

Two beautiful Italian-made leather cuff bracelets he had made in lieu of a collar. She did not like things tight around her neck, they had discovered. 

The cuffs could dangle comfortably loose, or they could be tightened with small decorative looking buckles if he needed them tighter. They had beautiful intertwining loops of leather with a couple rings of metal that Austin could slip his fingers into to control her or restrain her. Or he could clip them together with a carabiner. He was quite proud of his little invention, really.  She can stop it all with the murmur of their safe word, of course. But she was loath to use it unless completely necessary.  

She sighs as he slips them on,  pussy clenching, almost Pavlovian in response at this point.  God she loves him, he always knows exactly what she needs. Right now, she needs to not be in charge for a while. He must have had a really good day. He only got them out  when he was in a really good mood.  

"You know I wanted to take you out tonight, Doll," his hands slide down the front of her shirt, teasing her nipples, "but you aren't dressed yet. Oh hunny, what are we gonna do about that?" 

"Out? Aren't we staying in?" she frowned a little, shaking her wrists a little. She had never worn the cuffs out in public before.

"Oh no, we are going, and those are going to stay on. It's New York, after all. No one will think twice," he says, stepping to the chair opposite the couch.

"Yes, Austin," she says looking up at him, grateful to not have to make the decision. 

God he is beautiful. His tall frame is both lean and muscular, she knew he was stronger than he looked. Whether he had a little bit of scruff or he was clean shaven, his face was the very definition of handsome. He had a strong jaw, high cheekbones and the most adorable little corner mouth dimple on his left side. He was dotted with a unique constellation of freckles that she had been known to trace with her fingertips over his cheek and with her tongue as they dipped down his neck and onto his chest. His lips, oh lord, his lips were always soft and kissable. The sharp bow of his upper lip in opposition with the full roundness of the bottom one. He could do things with that mouth, things the mere thought of which had her wet. His newly darkened hair accentuated his piercing blue eyes. His new character was raven haired and he was nothing if not thorough in his preparation. His dedication to his craft was something she adored about him. 

"Now, you are going to peel down right here,” he places himself deliberately in the chair,  leaning back, long legs crossed, "then you will wear what I pick out." 

His thumb and long fore-finger outline his mouth, pulling his bottom lip out. Something he did when he was nervous or when he was looking at something that turned him on. Right now that something was her. He waved his other hand in a 'well get on with it' gesture.  

"Yes Austin," she said, standing up, "what first?" 

"Hmm, top," he said simply. 

They had played this game before. She knew he liked her to undress slowly and to touch herself when she did it. Her hand started at her waist, fingertips dragging the bottom edge of her shirt up, exposing the natural roundness of her belly. 

She was no impossibly thin supermodel, she was curvy, strong, healthy. He liked that about her, liked that she didn't conform to the California/Fashion/Hollywood standards he had grown up with. She marched to the beat of her own drum. She was hot as fuck doing it. He had noticed that since she was thrust into the public eye by dating him, she was starting to lead the pack in promoting body positivity, just by being herself. 

The hem of her shirt got caught momentarily on her naturally large breasts as she slowly stripped off her top. She hated wearing bras when at home. Her breasts bounced just a little as the shirt broke free. It was tantalizing to him. 

"Turn around," he said, "pull those bottoms down, both of them."

Her thumbs hooked onto the waistband of her joggers and panties. Pulling first one side down over her luscious hips, then the other to just under her ass. 

"Stop," he said quickly," mmm, pull those cheeks apart for me."

She grasped the roundness of her ass. The spreading sparking little sensations to her asshole and consequently to her pussy. She breathes out the tiniest of moans. She loves when he orders her to touch herself. 

"Down to your ankles now," he says. 

She steps back from the couch, more in the middle of the space and, bending at the waist, pushes her panties and joggers to the floor.

"Yes, show me that pussy, Doll," his deep voice starting to sound husky.

She steps her feet out of her clothes and then apart, pushing her hips back to him. Reaching back, she pulls her ass cheeks apart. 

"Oh my, baby, you look like you are wet, touch yourself and check," he directs. He has uncrossed his legs, manspreading in the most delicious way, giving himself room to grow. 

Reaching between her legs with one hand, she dips a finger into her seeping wetness, pulling away a string of moisture. 

"Oh yes you are," he breaths, "do you like being all bent over in front of me, Doll? Showing me that wet, needy pussy?" The sound of a zipper reaches her ears. 

"Yes Austin," her only reply. 

Austin's hands are on her hips, guiding her to his now fully erect, fully exposed lap. "Sit that pretty pussy down on my big cock." 

It was big; long fingers and hands do not lie, at least when it came to Austin. 

She nestles down onto him with a pleasure filled moan. The first taste of his cock in her pussy was always perfection for them both, and it only got better from there.

"Oh yes, baby doll, , such a good girl, so wet for me” he praises her, “clean that finger off sweetheart," he pushes her hand to her mouth. 

She turns her head to the side so he can watch her lick her juices. She moans around her finger as he slowly slides in and out of her. 

"Hands," his gruff voice says. 

She knows what he wants. She wants it too. She presents her wrists behind her. He laces the two fingers of one hand into the straps on both wrists. Pulling them tight behind her.

"Make me cum in that pussy baby, ride me," he leans back. 

Clenching his ass and pushing himself further upward, he gives her his whole shaft to ride. His thumb strokes the soft skin of her inner wrist. 

"Yes Austin,” she loves not having to think about what to do next. Getting her feet under her, she slowly rises and falls, savoring every centimeter of him.  The stress of the day forgotten as warmth percolates in her lower belly. 

"Fuck yes, god I love your wet cunt wrapped around my dick," he groans out. "Does it feel good doll?"

"Yes Austin," she moans through clenched teeth. Her hips gyrate in slow, wide circles as she slides him further into her. His head brushes past the singular delicious point on the front of her vagina. 

“Ohmigod!” falls from her lips as a shudder runs through her.  

"Don't you cum unless I say so," he struggles not to fuck her back, to let her do all the work. 

"Oh fuck, yes Austin," she moans. 

She had almost forgotten that part, it had been too long since he had taken the weight of the world from her shoulders. 

As she settles into a slow rhythm, Austin’s free hand slips around her ribcage, his long fingers pressing just under her breast. He steers her towards the pace he wants. 

“Yes baby doll, just like that,” his voice sonorous and deep. 

The exquisite ache starts to pour down his cock and coalesce deep in his groin. He takes a second to watch this gorgeous creature impaling herself on him. The muscles of her triceps popping  as he holds her arms. He can just see the sides of her tits, pressed out and bouncing.  He makes a mental note to have  a mirror to hang on the wall opposite so he can watch her fully. The idea makes his pelvic floor clench and his arousal heighten. 

“Oh god, oh fuck!” she cries out, his cock bouncing just a little inside her. It’s a small movement but it pings the nerves just right. It forces her muscles to contract deliciously around him, compelling her right up to her edge. The edge, she knew, that was not allowed to her, not yet. 

His chuckle came from deep in his chest. He knows she is getting close. He knows her cues, he made a study of her when they first got together, and he was nothing if not thorough. He fucking loves making her cum. 

Her clamping down on his cock makes him gasp.  Austin can’t help himself now, his glutes flexing and thighs straining, thrusting into her. The course of their movement falls naturally into him holding her still so he can fuck her.  He loves fucking her. The anticipation builds in him, the glorious pressure seeps into his lower stomach.

Her head is thrown back, her legs are shaking. His thrusts are perfection, pumping in and out of her, hitting her inside in a way that she just can’t emulate.   She loves it when he fucks her. Warmth rises to heat, swelling inside her seeking a crack from which to release. 

“Please, can I come, please,” she whines, toes curling, muscles tense trying to control the  pleasure wanting to burst out of her.  Wetness trickles down the base of his shaft and onto his balls, 

“NO!” his rasping reply through gritted teeth. He fucks her.

Her eyebrows draw together in a grimace, but the corner of her lips curl into a smile. Yeah, she loves this. This teetering on the edge, praying he will let her drench his cock. 

And he fucks her. 

“Ungh,” he groans out, “Fuck. Yes!” 

Even through the haze of pleasure she is attempting to override, she can tell when he is close. She knows every sound he makes, the groan in his throat when he is so turned on there is no stopping him. She knows the cadence of his thrusts, when his balls cling tightly to his body in preparation. She fucking loves making him so hot that he can’t help but chase his orgasm single mindedly. 

And he fucks her.

“Can I cum, can I cum, can I cum,” she starts to beg, moaning over and over. 

He knows she is practically cumming already. 

But he can’t answer. 

His thrusts start to stutter, he can feel the pressure building in his balls to the point of no return. Guttural animal noises are all that he can make as the release overtakes him, his body tense. His energy focused on the single point of pulsing and surging of his cum into her frantic pussy.

Finally, he manages to sputter out “Yes.” 

Her orgasm rockets from her as she fucks herself hard on his cock. Clenching him. Drenching him. 

“YES!  YES!  YES!” she is screaming. Spine writhing like a snake.

“Oh my fucking god!” Austin’s eyes roll back, he head lolling on the back of the chair, his now sensitive cock getting a pounding of its own. 

Finally she stills. Both of them shaking, twitching. He lets go of her wrists. She turns with ragged breath to curl up in his waiting arms. 

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Austin held her hand, forefinger looped through the bracelet on her hand. They had somehow managed to avoid most paparazzi, though by now they just always assumed there would be photos of them. 

 They walked down the alleyway, towards the blue neon feline over a paint-splattered black door with a stenciled white outline of a cat. It looked grungy and unkept. She looked at Austin as though he was crazy. He just smiled at her, pulled at the door handle without a scrap of hesitation. 

She was wearing the outfit he picked out for her. A dark brown wraparound cocktail dress with capped sleeves and plunging neckline. The curved hemline of the wrap meeting in the front, forming an inverted V. Her legs flashed as she walked. He picked it because he could have easy and full access to her bare pussy. Of course he wouldn’t let her have panties.   She wore leather heeled sandals with straps that criss-crossed and matched the cuffs dangling from her wrists. 

The second they walk down the stairs and into the speakeasy, she knows why he loves it here. It’s like they were instantly transported backstage. Props and set pieces make up the decor, it’s dark and intimate. There is exposed brick and  ductwork and even a steel support beam bolted to its  concrete footing.  She half expects to see a rack of costumes roll by and actors with overly emphasized rouged cheeks hurrying to make their entrance, stage left. 

There is a stage in fact, a tiny one. There is a band playing and the place is pleasantly filled with patrons. 

The bartender greets him like an old friend. They exchange a few sentences and he introduces her. Austin never lets go of her hand. Almost as if she is an anchor for his introverted self in the metaphorical sea of people. 

They are shown to the most dark secluded round table with round couch seating in the back corner next to an egress that says ‘STAGE’ in grungy, scuffed lettering. He motions for her to take a seat.

“Peel that skirt slit back as you sit,” he whispers as he strips off his elegant black jacket revealing his basic white t-shirt underneath and the stitching detail on his black trousers. As he sits, he lays the jacket partially over her lap as though she was cold. It’s just a little extra insurance, the table hides most of her lap. 

He snuggles her in tight to him, his long legs crossed towards her. Her hand rests lightly on his thigh One arm languidly around her shoulders, the other resting high on her now bare thigh under his jacket.  He looks her up and down while they sit and enjoy the music for a minute, his fingers making little circles on her inner thigh. 

“You know Doll,” he leans in, lips close to her ear, “you look good enough to eat, I might just make you my daily meal.” 

Her arm curls her hand to play in his dark hair. The moment is  so intimate. She looks demurely down, pressing her lips together as his fingers graze her other ones under the table. 

The waitress walks over. They both smile up at her like he doesn't have his hand up her dress. 

“Hi, what can I get you two lovebirds,” she says, “Oh wow, I love your bracelet. Where did you get it.” 

“He had them specially made for me,” she grins at Austin. He just nods, not offering any more information. 

The waitress doesn’t note the plural. Austin orders  a lemon sour and the grilled maitake for her and decides on the fried quail and a green toki highball for himself. 

When the drinks are delivered, Austin removes his hand from her thigh and then replaces it with the one draped over her shoulders. 

“Wider,” he says smiling while handing her the lemon sour. Her legs part just enough so his hand can slip between them. As he sips, he pulses two fingers against her labia in time to the music.  

She  watches the  little stage, trying not to show her arousal on her face as she drinks. His pulsing becomes pushing as her wetness creeps onto his digits. Slowly sinking his long dextrous fingers over her clit and to the second knuckle inside her warm wet pussy over and over. It’s getting harder for her to keep her composure. 

Food arrives. He retracts his fingers, wiping them cursorily between her thighs. She notes that they still glisten as he pulls a piece of quail off with his hands. Looking her in the eyes, he licks his fingers off before putting the bite in his mouth. 

She knows what that beautiful tongue can do and hopefully will do later, if she’s good.

When they are done with their meal, she excuses herself to the bathroom, slickness lubricating her inner thighs.   She makes her way through the rabbit warren that is the underground of this building to find the restroom. She tries her best to wipe away her arousal, not that she is embarrassed, she loves being this wet for Austin. It’s just that she came dangerously close to leaving a wet spot  on the back of her dress. 

When she steps out, hair, pussy and makeup refreshed, Austin is there, coat over his arm,  in the tight hallway. He smiles and takes her by the hand, fingers looping into the leather at her wrist. He leads her, she is sure, in the wrong direction, away from the speakeasy. 

“Austin, I think it’s that way,” she says, pointing over her shoulder, forgetting the rules of their game. 

He stops near a door and looks at her with one eyebrow cocked. “Are you questioning me?” 

“I just don’t want them to think we aren’t paying… or … some…thing.” she says, her words falling off.

“Hmm,” is all he says. 

He pushes the door open staring at her, then nods his head toward the dark entrance.   He had been here before, and was hoping not much had changed. 

The door led into another darkened narrow hallway, then opened onto the backstage wing of this old theater.  There was a concrete ledge and exposed brick, even some graffiti. The leg curtains still hang, dusty, masking this little used space. 

The stage itself and the old seating area are clearly in the process of some kind of remodeling job. The lights are still on, blazing. Someone may still be at work here at this late hour. 

Austin walks a little, checking out the stage. She can tell the place is speaking to his theater blood. He places his jacket on the stone ledge.  He strides two steps toward her and leans against the stone to brick wall. With narrowed eyes, he looks her up and down. 

"Damn baby doll," the fingers of his right hand, glide across his bottom lip and chin as if trying to decide what to do with her, “about that daily meal.”

He reaches for her, pulling her against him. He flips her hair over her shoulder with the back of his hand, sliding it behind her neck and up to the back of her head. He presses her back to the wall. 

"Spread your legs baby doll," his lips brush her ears as he grasps her hair in a loose fist. 

The sensation on her head makes her shudder, the growl of his voice sends deep vibrations to her core. She steps her feet gingerly apart. 

"Lift your skirt, like a good girl," he kisses her cheek sweetly. 

Her fingers gather the front of her skirt into her palms. The cool air of the space feels good on her hot cunt. 

"Mmm, such a pretty pussy," he croons in her ear. Austin's long fingers brush the length of her outer lips.

"This is pretty dry baby,  do you not like our little game anymore?" he asks with almost a pout, patting her mons, "do you want me to stop?" He lets his hand drop to his side. 

"No, no, I love it," she says quickly. She grabs his hand and pulls it back to her, “please don't stop." She was too far into the scene now, he had built her up too much all night to just stop. She needed him, needed whatever he decided to give her tonight. 

"Tch, tch, tch,” his tongue clicks on the roof of his mouth, “oh Doll, did I say you could let go of your skirt?" He looks at her reprovingly, one eyebrow lifted, "questioning me, making up your own directions… oh no.” 

Whoops. 

"I'm sorry…Sir," she quickly gathered her skirt up again, bottom lip catching in her teeth. 

"Oh sugar, it's ok, or it will be in a minute," a devilish smile curls his lips.

Slap! His hand met her pussy with a sharp smack. The jolt sent electricity through her. She fucking loved when he slapped her pussy, liked it even when her bracelets weren't on. 

"Say it," his voice was stern as he pets her, his eyes locked onto hers in the dim light. 

"Austin," she breathes.

Slap! Her mouth curves slightly upwards as she jolts, chin tilting up. 

"Is," the word comes out more defiant than she meant. 

The hand in her hair tightens hard and pulls her head back, towering over her, his jawline set.  Moisture springs immediately to the waterline of her eyes. 

SLAP! Harder. Her leg shakes with the pain and pleasure of it. 

"Hnngh, In," more of a moan than a spoken word. 

Austin's lips brush hers. His tongue flickers out to wet her lips, then his own push gently against them. His lips leave, but his eyes remain close to hers. She can see her desire reflected in his eyes. 

SLAP! Hardest. 

"Charge!" the word squeals from her throat.

"Mmm hmmm, that's right Doll," he croons, staring at her eyes, "now, are you gonna be good and do as I say?”"

She would nod if she could, but his grip on her hair was just tight enough to restrict her movement.

“Yes Sir,” she breathes out. 

“That’s my girl,” he releases her hair and kisses her softly, lovingly, his hand rubbing soothingly on her tingly,  dry lips. 

“Hmm, maybe this little pussy  just needs some encouragement?” he rubs a deep circle over her mons. Zings of pleasure tighten in her. 

“Oh fuck,” slips from her mouth.

“Oh my, what a dirty mouth you have, Doll. Do I need to give it something else to do?” he asks, stepping back from her, fingers tapping the clasp at his waist. 

She stands there, looking down at his tapping hand, breath shallow. She is still holding her dress up, still exposed to him, for him. Gods she is beautiful, he was so smitten with her.  

She is trying so hard to be good.  All she really wants is to leap on him, make him fuck her until she fills the thearter with the cacophony of her screaming orgasm. It was easier to cum when she was loud. 

“Hmm?” he waits. 

Slowly, she raises her eyes to his, chin still pointed down, a little hungry smile on her lips. She just nods. She loves his cock in her mouth. 

His eyebrow twitches and a little moan sounds deep in his throat. If he wasn’t fully hard before, the look on her face made him so now. He pulls open the clasp quicker than he meant to. 

Fuck she made him want her so badly. He thought about just sinking his cock into her. Fucking her until she begged him to stop, then doing it a little longer. She would be loud in this cavernous place and probably alert everyone in a half mile radius. 

He took a breath, calming himself just a little.  Not trusting himself to talk just yet, he indicates the floor with his eyes and a little nod of his head.

She slowly gets down on her knees in front of him licking her lips in preparation.

“Open” he commands as he pulls himself out.  

He places his velvety head on her outstretched tongue. 

Her eyes look up at him, she knows he likes that. The tip of her tongue laps up and down on his frenulum, her mouth still wide open. His breath leaves him in a low moan as she gradually drags his cock further and further into her mouth. When his tip hits her soft palette, her lips close engulfing him. Her wet lips dragging along his dry shaft. 

Her hands are still on the hem of her dress, holding it up, exposing herself.  Afterall, he didn’t tell her to let go and she is trying so hard to be good for him.  

He holds himself at the base as she glides her head back and forth over his length. Her tongue rippling along his underside.  He hadn’t planned on fucking her mouth, he hadn’t planned on cumming until they got home. But the thrill of maybe being caught was exhilarating and she was so fucking good at this. He found himself holding her head still and thrusting into her. He tried not to make her gag too much, but when it happened it was so hot. 

She fucking loves this, loves his movement in her mouth, loves it when he gags her just a bit, bringing up that thick spit from the back of her throat. She is surprised when his hands go to her hair to hold her still. She didn’t think he’d go for it here. It’s hot, the way he loses control. She presses her lips over her teeth. Breath is seething through his teeth, she can tell he is close. 

Her tongue feels like some kind of wizardry along the underside of his shaft. Her eyes are closed, and he watches himself sink between her pretty pink lips. 

She is his good girl, his naughty girl. 

His.

“I’m gonna cum, I don’t want to see any of it leave your mouth,” he whispers to her. His head tilts back, as she sucks him long and hard. 

Muttered curses come from him in his last few thrusts. He surges into her mouth, hot and sticky.  She greedily swallows everything he gives her. As he pulls out, her tongue presses up on the bottom of his cock, milking the dregs of his cum onto her tongue. He groans.  She leaves her tongue out to show him. 

“Let me see that dirty mouth. What a good girl you are,” he pants, “Swallow it hunny.” 

She does, licking her lips. Fuck she is hot.

He pulls her up to standing. Wiping his thumb along her wet chin. Then kissing her mouth deeply.  Her hips are rocking back and forth lewdly, hands still holding her dress up. It is clear she is too far gone to just leave. 

He deliberately tucks his spent cock back into his pants. She lets out a little whine. 

“Such a good girl, swallowing all my cum. I think you earned a little reward, don’t you?” his fingers lightly play at the collar of her dress. 

She is practically seething with desire, if she didn’t have the bracelets on, she would have shoved him up against the wall and had her way with him. But all she can do right now is nod. 

“Use your words,” he admonishes, fingers tracing down the curves of her waist. “Tell me what you want.”

“I…” she pants, ”I need...” 

“What do you need, baby doll, tell me…” he urges her on.

“I need… I need to cum.” the last word exhaled out, barely audible. 

“Oh but baby Doll,” his pinky and thumb splayed to either side, he draws a long, slow line up her inner thighs. She shudders as his touch sends electricity up her spine. He stops just short. “You forgot to say please.” 

SLAP! 

Her pussy stings in the most glorious way. 

“Start over,” he says low in her ear. 

SLAP! 

“I need..” she moans SLAP!

“to cum…” she is shaking

SLAP! 

“Please!” her voice a whine.

SLAP! 

“SIR!” The last impact is like stinging rapture.

“Shhhh, that’s better, my good girl,” he says quietly in her ear. “I’m gonna make you cum, but you have to be quiet. Understand?”

Her eyes go big for a second, she is terrible at being quiet, but she is shaking with the wanting of him, she won’t make it home in this state. She just nods, biting her lip,  hoping she can. 

He backs her up to the stone ledge, grasping her inner thigh, he lifts her leg so that her foot is on the ledge. She is more exposed than ever, wide open for him. 

“Keep your hands on the ledge,” he whispers in her ear. 

He falls to his knees in front of her. 

“Well that did it baby doll, you are dripping now. You must like me in your mouth, yes?”

“Oh yes sir,” she whispers. 

“Do you like it when I punish this pretty pussy” he asks, looking up at her. 

She just whines and nods, not trusting herself to speak.

“I’m gonna clean this up now, you stay quiet.” 

He licks long strokes up her pussy, strings of moisture sticking to his tongue. With one hand, he spreads her labia wide. He can see her glisten, even in the dim light. Knowing he doesn’t need to gently warm her up, he dives right in. He presses his mouth to her, his nose buried against her mons. The middle of his tongue rolling wide just below her clit. God he loves the taste of her pussy. He could lick her all night. 

The instant his tongue hits her, her supporting leg nearly gives out. Thankfully the ledge is there to hold her up. 

His tongue reaches back, pushing into her as far as he can go. He laps up toward her clit, bringing her juices along.

God he is good at this. She is lost in the motions of his tongue against her. Her lips pressed tight together, trying not to moan. She could let him tongue fuck her into oblivion. 

He traces a circle around her clit. Then two fingers push their way into her wet slit. Her spine curls over him as thrilling tension fills her. He flicks her clit with the tip of his tongue, then rubs with a wide tongue, fucking her slowly with his fingers.  

Her head is tucked forward, body clenched tight, the heat behind her clit collapsing in on itself. 

“Please can I come? Please?” she barely whispers. 

“Mmmhmm,” he nods, looking up at her. Holy shit, his blue eyes against that black hair looking up at her from between her legs? Divine.

Little outpourings of her juices start to soak his hand. He sucks her clit into the vacuum of his mouth, licking, licking, licking. Fingering her faster. 

He can hear a quiet, high pitched nasal whine, her teeth clamping down on the meaty pad of her thumb. Suddenly she is jerking against his mouth, exploding, thrusting her gushing cunt onto his fingers. It’s all he can do to keep contact with her wild gyrations. 

Eventually, she slows, as does he. He stands up, adjusting his now once again hardening cock. He puts his arms around her, holding her close as little aftershocks yank at her core. 

“There’s my good baby Doll.” he whispers lovingly in her ear.

She curls into him, panting quietly. 

Then he hears voices float down from the back of the theater. 

“Yes sir and as you can see we have already started renovations here.. Let me take you down and show you what we plan to do with the stage area.” 

“Very good, how much longer will all this take?”

His eyes go huge. She is still oblivious, coming down off her high. 

“Shh, we have to go,” he whispers to her. He grabs his coat and drags her quietly with his wet hand to the cramped, dark  hallway where they came in.  As they reach the door, they can hear the voices. 

“What are these water drips on the floor?” 

“Oh, um… I don't know we’ll have to check if there are any pipes up there”

“I was told this building was sound…”

Austin opens the door back near the bathrooms of the speakeasy, lips pressed together. Once the door shuts behind them he breaks out in giggles, dragging her away from the door. 

“Holy crap, that was close,” he says. 

“I didn’t see any water on the floor?” she is still slightly befuddled. 

“Oh baby, that was you all over the floor,” he tells her with a knowing smile. 

Her mouth drops open. She stops and  down at her splattered legs and covers her laughter with her hands. 

“Whoops” she says, still giggling, leaning on the wall. 

“Whoops is right,” he pulls a strand of hair away from her face. Holding her hand, he unbuckles one, then both bracelets from her wrists. They slip into his pockets. 

“I think I’d like to take you home and take my time to make love to you, if you are ok with that.” 

“Mmm more than ok,” her smile is huge and warm, “thank you Austin, I really needed that.”

“You are welcome, I’m sorry it’s been so long sweetheart,” his hand comes to her face, “and in case I haven’t said it, I am so thankful you are here with me, enduring the chaos that is sometimes my life. I love you so much.” 

“It’s our life, Austin,” she says with soft eyes, “and I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you too.”  

Their lips press together in a soft, sweet kiss. 

[iloveyosukelegs]

Non-breath oblige

description: Of course, she came here for something more important. For something he was afraid to hear in person, word for word, from one of the residents. The truth that he did not ignore, which he knew about, but still was afraid to hear the confirmation of every painful thought.

characters: Kurumi Wendy, Makoto Kagutsuchi

word count: 2.8k

tags: ‼️spoilers for ED‼️, corruption, thoughts of vigilante as the only escape from injustice, my try to extand the tragedy occurred in ch2

link in ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54586600

The girl timidly looked at the huge elevator arch in front of her. She looked around the overly rich building, furnished with expensive furniture and permeated from floor to ceiling with exceptionally exquisite decor. Even to this day, she never tired of being amazed by the amount of truly luxurious buildings in their city. Starting from the Aetheria Academy, ending with the central building of Amaterasu, in which she was now looking around warily.

This is not the first time she comes here, but she hopes to leave here for the last time.

After her hero helped her in the most important case of her life, she was left with only the Book of Death, which caused fear, sadness and gratitude inside the heart of high school student. It contained something that helped Yuma in solving all the cases from which he had the courage not to turn away from, not to ignore the truth for which he fought until the very end.

The elevator made a short high-pitched sound, opening its doors and letting the girl into a box that was perfect fittable to the size of the entire building, there were even relaxing music playing. So that people getting to the upper floors would not be so bored. Especially when your goal is the very last floor of the Amaterasu Tower.

Where the CEO in his usual pose was already waiting for her, thoughtfully scribbling on papers with a pencil, apparently thereby increasing his concentration. Kurumi Wendy smiled - someone clearly didn’t want to work anymore, considering that all the primary tasks had long been resolved...

Without saying a word, the high school student calmly walked inside the immodest hall-office, leaving her briefcase against one of the wide walls and moving closer to the busy guy at the desk. As always, he will not notice her presence, allowing her to silently comb his long, blonde hair, which is, as usual, in a terrible state, using her favorite elastic rubber bands to a neatly collected bun. Allows her to silently observe from the sidelines.

Usually, five minutes after finishing the “quick hairstyle,” Makoto Kagutsuchi notices her, confused by how he again was able failed to notice the presence of a high school student, becomes embarrassed, and then offers tea. Traditional one, with herbs, without herbs, strong, diluted, gifted by someone from the top layer of collaborating companies, that was bought here...

“Or wine? Kurumi-chan, are you drinking wine?"

And after her attempt to agree, there was the gloating laughter of a man who clearly had no intention of sharing expensive alcohol with a high school student and getting his own residents drunk. Which is surprising, because there were so many times more wine in this office than there were any tea...

But today she came here with business. This matter did not require a quick solution, but her briefcase was already packed, and the gaze of the CEO was already directed at her. There was a childish-looking flowered rubber band in his hair. Kurumi smiled, still allowing herself to dilute the heaviness of the pending conversation with the usual chatter about nonsense:

"I must say, you look much better without a mask, Mr. Makoto".

"Is it true?" Noticeable ill feeling in the eyes "is it because I remind you of your boyfriend?"

“We’re not dating” The girl said automatically, without any emotion, for the umpteenth time in the last month “and no, you`re not alike... at least your gaze is much heavier and stern. But still just as caring!"

Makoto looked at her in amazement, for some reason shyly looking away to the side and missing out the scrunched face of the high school student, teasing her too surprisingly sensitive friend.

Kurumi relaxed her face, smiled sadly, holding the Book of Death entrusted to her in her hands and placing it on the wide table.

"And since you have never let the residents down with your care..."

“Kurumi-chan...” the CEO began with his recognisable politeness, getting up from his chair and feeling an inexplicable heaviness inside at the sight of a familiar book. Even the sound with which the weighty book fell onto the surface of a stack of papers made him shudder slightly, “You... want to go look for Yuma, right..?”

“Mr. Makoto,” the high school student said in the same tone as the guy, looking surprised, “I am... going to do so, but that’s not the reason why I came here.”

“Oh, that’s how it is...” the guy apparently looked away sadly, not knowing what to answer.

There was no such need as asking hin personally for a pass to leave the Kanai Ward. This could be done through special terminals installed very close to the train station. His permission for this was no longer required at all, given that Kanai Ward was now an open city, and its residents could move freely between cities or even countries, if it was possible with the routes built into the automated trains running from Kanai Ward.

Of course, she came here for something more important. For something he was afraid to hear in person, word for word, from one of the residents. The truth that he did not ignore, which he knew about, but still was afraid to hear the confirmation of every painful thought.

Hearing about the pain experienced by someone, which he was not able to stop much earlier, felt just like another act before the court of conscience.

And the book in front of him is just a pretext - a pretext for an important conversation. And neither of them were ready to such conversation and still both of them understand the necessity for it.

Makoto nodded slowly, sitting back down in his chair and looking intently at Kurumi, who was stroking the cover of a menacing-looking volume.

"Yuma... used this book to kill the criminals? Right?"

There was a heavy silence in the room as Makoto swore Yuma didn't want it to be put it that way. Just as much as Makoto himself would not want to call murder all the industrial machinations that have been taking place in the Restricted Area for all three years.

But, seeing in the eyes of a straightforward high school student the desire to hear a simple answer - either yes or no - he gave up, not even wanting to try replacing the definitions of words, both for himself and for his original. Kurumi`s belief in them both and this city was too strong, and he should not disrupt this faith.

"Yes."

“So that`s how it is...” the girl looked away, “but it’s still funny... how everything in this city until the very end was decided only in this way. I thought about this for a long time now, starting from the moment when Waruna, Yoshiko and Kurane were declared dead. After all, massed sudden death does not happen this easy, Mr. Makoto... especially during the investigations... especially in this city..."

Makoto held his breath, his whole body was tensed. Somewhere, closer to the elevator, there was a sharp sound - an unstable briefcase sliding down the wall. What a deathly silence is standing here from day to day...

"But it's not bad. I realized that this is not bad at all. Because it's much better than an absolute nothing. You might not have seen this,” Kurumi switched to a whisper, making sure that the CEO was listening to her attentively, “You might not have seen this for all three years, but... I was very lucky.”

"Lucky?.. Kurumi-chan..."

“I was much luckier than people who were left with an absolute nothing. You know, I am the only informant of this city,” the high school student quickly smiled, “I talked a lot with the residents of Kanai Ward. Word of mouth is the best source of information! But this word of mouth contained too many stories that had no solution and no single truth. I've seen too much..."

"... truth established by those who had the power in their hands..."

... Conversations in whispers on the stairwells of numerous people who did not even allow themselves to be angry that their loved one was taken under surveillance in order to pin another crime committed by the Peacekeepers on them. Quiet tears of old women who were forced to spend her last days alone - because her bright-hearted husband was suddenly executed for a series of murders. Brutal deaths that were explained by Peacekeepers with the simple word “suicide,” in which none of them had to dig deep anymore, but only sympathize with a family that had unjustly lost their only child.

"... powerlessness of ordinary people, whose word means nothing to those in whose hands the weapon is - and each of us was often afraid that this weapon could be used against us at any moment..."

She remembers her own scream, heard throughout the entire stage of the Academy Theater, the fear from the realization that if she is taken to the Peacekeepers station now, this will be her personal end and another sad story of a victim of the unfair “truth” established by law. How she didn’t even have time to blink in those terrible seconds, how they quickly shut her up and carried her unconscious to the exit from the Academy. The auditorium, in which there were other girls, and the Academy, in the corridors of which there were her teachers - no one could do anything about it. Intervene. Even if each of them knew that Kurumi would never have committed the murder this cruel.

"... desperate attempts of Aiko’s parents back then... to influence with bribes, authority, anything - they knew that their bright Aiko would never have jumped from the roof. She brought hope to her parents too, Mr. Makoto..."

At night, Kurumi still had nightmares about the heartbreaking scream of all three girls who learned about the death of their close friend. Her own tears that did not stop for several months after the incident, because Aiko was her best friend, too... About the silence in their class: no one wanted to discuss the tragedy that had occurred, everyone knew that the cause of death written in official documents was a lie, but they were afraid to talk about it out loud. Slander towards law enforcement is not acceptable. Especially when their cameras are in every classroom, and one of their patrolmen walks around the territory, as if they were really *afraid* that someone will be able to find evidence to the contrary of the loud word “suicide”. As if they did not hide all kinds of evidences from the roof.

"...the amount of such cases occurred monthly, even those that I did not manage to find out or hear about..."

Because many people fell silent forever even with their eyes, that was not able to either cry or whisper about pain anymore.

“It’s funny how even the United Government, which did this to our bodies and personalities, called it “another event in world history.” It was as if... from the very beginning to the very end, we were considered nothing more than a failed experiment. As if behind the word “history” our previous lives and people who died during something so inhumane never existed..."

“And in order not to go crazy from an absolute nothing...” the girl took a short breath, suddenly falling silent, “even teenagers had to commit such a terrible act as “vigilante.” Isn’t it scary when kids kills other kids just because they realized that the so-called “Peacekeepers" cannot help them with anything?.. Do Aiko and all those unfairly accused people deserve to be remembered as something dirty?.. I have been looking for a person for so long who would help me find the truth..."

She was even asking for help the fans of detective genre, for some reason hoping that using books from the library and some films would really help her achieve the truth for the name of Aiko. In the girls changing room she listened to the barely audible crying of her classmates, and no one was able to stop and calm down the cry. She listened to the conversations that occasionally passed in the queues to the dining room. She was trying to get her friend’s case file, having absolutely no plan to get into one of the Peacekeepers’ sites. She was angry at the absence of cameras on the roof, the lack of recording on them exactly on the day of her death, not being able to remember whether they had once existed before, or whether it was also a detail thought out by the Peacekeepers.

She was ready to give up, repeating to herself at night with the hope that was leaving her along with her tears, “to hold on just a little longer.”

And at one day she found her hero. She found the cute boy jumping through the puddles of an underground passage in the form of the most real Master Detectives. With a cute bowl-cut hairstyle and a voice that was not entirely confident in his own words.

“But even he found a solution only in the act of vigilante,” Kurumi smiled sadly, exhaling and tapping her fingers on the eternally silent Book of Death, “but it’s not bad... if the truth is finally achieved for her... it’s not bad if thanks to such terrible method there is a tiny bit of hope for at least a few residents. If they can talk loudly again, scream, get angry, cry, grieve, hate, breathe...

The girl’s shoulders trembled slightly, and almost crystal tears poured down her cheeks, breaking on the surface of the volume.

Makoto froze, unconsciously clenching the fist of his right hand and trying to suppress the pure rage directed at everyone who had a hand in the city that was gradually collapsing from within.

"I did my best-.."

“I know, Mr. Makoto,” Kurumi’s tears quickly ended, leaving small and rare droplets of consequences on the cover of the old book, “I know that you tried for us. I will wait... for more and more residents of this city to receive the truth they deserve."

Makoto blinked, briefly seeing an image of Yuma in front of him, telling him the exact same words before he left.

“So that each of them will be able to breathe deeply, the way I was once, for the first time in several years, was able to breathe when I met Yuma. But since one of the Greatest Minds is now hidden in one of the still unknown corners of this vast world,” Kurumi smiled mysteriously, showing the space around with her hands, “then the one of Greatest Minds who remains here, must promise that he will bring his inhabitants this most necessary personal peace and quite in found truth".

“Of course...” the guy nodded, “Kanai Ward’s only informant... May be no longer worried about this.”

“Then,” the high school student laughed, “the Kanai Ward`s only informant entrusts this matter to you! But remember..."

"Yes?.."

“We are still capable of “vigilante”, Kurumi picked up a heavy volume, pointing it at the CEO and for some reason smiling mysteriously.

"Is this a threat?" Relaxed smile.

"It`s more of the simple warning! Just promise me to... show the residents of this city more humane and fair ways to achieve the truth..."

“I will do my best to achieve the peace where no one have to fight for the truth anymore, Kurumi-chan.”

The girl, seeing in the CEO’s gaze the same mood that was born in her heart, embittered by the stories told by her here, full of flowing pain and resentment, only nodded quietly, bowing for the last time to one of the main saviors of Kanai Ward and taking back the book she had brought with her.

Now she has shared all the information accumulated over the years of personal research. About something personal. About something that not a single attentive glance of the cameras that CEO had a direct access to could see, about something that none of the residents, accustomed to silence and fear of authority, could tell him personally.

“We all trust you with our heart, Mr. Makoto.”

"And I will never dare to let you down again... because it’s really important for me to know what you grieve about, what you`re sad about, what you dream about and what you’re happy about."

Kurumi turned around, smiling broadly at Makoto one last time and leaving her favorite rubber bands, keychains and badges on the table.

“In memory of me and the unremarkable students of Aetheria Academy.”

Makoto, looking at the back of the girl hiding in the elevator doors, only covered his face with his hands, once again in several years fully realizing the damage caused by the “police state.” He would never find the answer to what he would need to do to completely fix the city that had suffered so deeply, but at this moment he believed more than ever that with the freedom this city acquired, the sun of hope would shine more brightly in Kanai Ward.

Or should he say the raindrops on the windows of their apartments? The rain protecting citizens from the previous horrors.

And he, too, could now breathe.

Inspired by Non-breath oblige by PINOCCHIOP but it was greatly changed by the realities of Kanai Ward fate, so I can’t call it a songfic or anything like that...

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One of the number one blessings of 3M™ DI-NOC™ is its fee-effectiveness as compared to traditional safety strategies. Instead of tearing down modern-day surfaces and replacing them with highly-priced materials, DI-NOC™ allows for value-green refurbishment with the resource of applying skinny, bendy vinyl movies that mimic the look and texture of natural materials.

Durability and Longevity

Despite its lightweight and flexible nature, 3M™ DI-NOC™ is noticeably durable and prolonged-lasting. Engineered to face up to every day placed on and tear, DI-NOC™ films provide brilliant resistance to scratches, stains, and fading, making sure that your investment stays pristine for years yet to come.

Time-saving Installation Process

Traditional protection tasks regularly entail lengthy production durations and disruptions to each day operations. In evaluation, the set up of 3M™ DI-NOC™ Architectural Finishes is fast and inexperienced, minimizing downtime and inconvenience for occupants. With DI-NOC™, you can obtain transformative outcomes in a fraction of the time required for conventional renovations.

Versatility and Design Options

Whether you are aiming for a graceful modern aesthetic or a rustic natural appearance, 3M™ DI-NOC™ offers a numerous variety of design options to in shape any style or preference. With DI-NOC, the possibilities are countless. You might also unharness your creativeness and realize your vision in a number of ways, from wood grains and steel finishes to stone textures and abstract designs.

Sustainability and Environmental Benefits

Sustainability is a essential aspect for any layout assignment in an generation in which environmental consciousness is on the upward push. 3M™ DI-NOC™ Architectural Finishes are not most effective visually lovely however additionally green, contributing to inexperienced building duties with the aid of decreasing waste and minimizing the environmental footprint associated to traditional preservation techniques.

Case Studies: Real-world Applications

Let’s examine a few actual applications from a variety of sectors to show the revolutionary potential of 3MTM DI-NOCTM Architectural Finishes.

Office Spaces

In corporate environments, where aesthetics and function meet, 3M DI-NOC™ gives cost-powerful solutions to replace outdated furnishings and create a stimulating work surroundings that drives productivity and morale face.

Retail Environments

In a aggressive retail environment, storefronts and interior areas play a critical role in attracting customers and using sales 3M DI-NOC™ provides retailers with captivating designs that capture the essence in their brand and creates a memorable buying enjoy for customers.

Hospitality Industry

In the hospitality organization, in which first impressions are the entirety, 3M DI-NOC™ facilitates decorate the tourist revel in in accommodations, consuming places, and lodges via reworking everyday areas into amazing spaces From entrances and guests rooms to eating places and inns, 3M DI-NOC™ offers surroundings , placing the degree for unforgettable moments.

How to Incorporate 3M™ DI-NOC™ in Your Project

Consultation and Planning

The adventure starts with an in-depth session with 3M professionals to talk about your mission desires and design objectives. From idea development to product selection, The 3M group will assist you at every level of the procedure, from ideation to product selection, to guarantee a easy and effective result.

Installation Process

Once the layout is finished, 3M DI-NOC™ Architectural Finishes is established via licensed professionals skilled within the today’s technical nice practices see that the whole thing is included perfectly, and produce perfect effects.

Maintenance and Care Tips

To lengthen the life and beauty of your funding, right renovation and care are critical. Fortunately, 3M™ DI-NOC™ requires minimum preservation, thanks to its long lasting and clean-to-smooth floor. Routine cleansing with mild cleansing soap and water is normally sufficient to hold DI-NOC™ searching pristine for future years.

Conclusion

In end, 3M™ DI-NOC™ Architectural Finishes constitute the proper synergy of performance and beauty, offering exceptional versatility, sturdiness, and layout possibilities. Whether you’re renovating a industrial space, revamping a retail keep, or enhancing the atmosphere of a hospitality venue, DI-NOC™ offers high-quality effects that maximize ROI and exceed expectations.

Unique FAQs

Is 3M™ DI-NOC™ suitable for outdoor applications?

While DI-NOC™ is primarily designed for indoor use, certain formulations are available for limited outdoor applications. It’s best to consult with a 3M™ representative to determine the suitability for your specific project.

Can DI-NOC™ be installed over existing surfaces?

Yes, one of the key advantages of DI-NOC™ is its ability to adhere to a wide range of substrates, including wood, metal, glass, and plastic. However, proper surface preparation is essential for optimal adhesion and longevity.

How long does DI-NOC™ last?

With proper installation and maintenance, 3M™ DI-NOC™ Architectural Finishes can last upwards of 10 years or more, depending on the application and environmental factors.

Is DI-NOC™ environmentally friendly?

Yes, DI-NOC™ is designed with sustainability in mind, presenting a greener alternative to traditional maintenance techniques. By lowering waste and minimizing the want for brand spanking new substances, DI-NOC™ allows to preserve herbal sources and decrease environmental effect.

Can DI-NOC™ be removed without damaging the underlying surface?

Yes, 3M™ DI-NOC™ Architectural Finishes are designed to be easily removable, allowing for future updates or renovations without causing damage to the substrate. This makes DI-NOC™ an ideal choice for temporary installations or leased spaces.

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Exploring Top Coworking Spaces in: Lower Parel, Andheri East, Thane, Mumbai

Mumbai, also known as the "city that never sleeps," is well known for its vibrant economic scene and varied professional population. Professionals in the city may now discover adaptable and creative work settings that meet their specific demands thanks to the growth of coworking spaces. Leading coworking space provider FLEXO offers modern spaces in desirable districts of Mumbai, including Thane, Lower Parel, Andheri East, and other important areas. We examine what sets FLEXO's coworking spaces apart in these busy neighborhoods in this blog post.

Coworking Spaces in Lower Parel The hip and busy neighborhood of Lower Parel is well-known for combining upscale retail establishments, elegant dining establishments, and business offices. Its central position and lively atmosphere make it a great place for coworking spaces.

FLEXO Lower Parel: Located in Lower Parel, FLEXO provides a polished, yet artistic workstation meant to stimulate creativity and productivity. The venue features chic common areas, private meeting rooms, and fast internet. Members may easily interact and work together thanks to the frequent networking events and workshops held by FLEXO Lower Parel. You will always be close to important business centers and transportation hubs because to its excellent position.

Coworking Spaces in Andheri East Major business district in Mumbai, Andheri East is well-known for its close proximity to the international airport and good connectivity. For companies looking for a strategic and easily accessible office space, this is the perfect place.

Hot workstations, dedicated desks, and private cabins are just a few of the working options offered by FLEXO Andheri East.

Coworking Spaces in Thane Thane, often known as the "city of lakes," is quickly developing into a major business hub. Its blend of business ease and peace of mind draws coworking spaces to this desirable location.

FLEXO Thane: FLEXO Thane provides contemporary coworking spaces outfitted with all the necessary conveniences for a flawless workday. Professionals are provided with everything they require to remain productive by FLEXO Thane, including high-speed internet, fully furnished conference rooms, and ergonomic furniture. In order to promote a feeling of community and cooperation among its members, the area regularly holds networking activities and community gatherings.

Coworking Spaces in Mumbai Coworking spaces are widely available in Mumbai's numerous areas, each meeting a range of professional demands and tastes. FLEXO’s presence across the city ensures that there is a perfect workspace for everyone.

Conclusion:

Whether you are a freelancer looking for a vibrant community, a startup in need of flexible office solutions, or a corporate team seeking a professional workspace, FLEXO has a coworking space in Mumbai that meets your needs. With locations in Lower Parel, Andheri East, Thane, and other prime areas, FLEXO is redefining the way professionals work, fostering innovation, collaboration, and growth.

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Making Virtual Meetings More Impactful | Qubexpro Business Centre

As organizations adapt to the new normal, the need for efficient and professional virtual meeting spaces has never been greater. Qubexpro Business Centre emerges as a game-changer, providing a cutting-edge platform for elevating your virtual meetings and enhancing overall productivity. In this blog, we will explore the features and advantages of Qubexpro Business Centre and how it revolutionizes the way businesses conduct virtual meetings.

State-of-the-Art Technology

Qubexpro Business Centre is synonymous with advanced technology that sets the standard for virtual meeting platforms. Boasting top-of-the-line audio and video quality, participants can experience crystal-clear communication without any glitches or disruptions. The intuitive user interface ensures ease of use, making it accessible even to non-tech-savvy individuals. Moreover, Qubexpro Business Centre continuously updates its technology to keep up with the latest trends, guaranteeing a seamless meeting experience every time.

Versatile Meeting Spaces

Unlike conventional video conferencing tools, Qubexpro Business Centre offers a range of versatile meeting spaces to cater to various business needs. Whether you require a one-on-one conversation, a team meeting, or a large-scale webinar, Qubexpro has got you covered. With customizable room layouts, you can create an atmosphere that suits your meeting objectives and fosters collaboration among attendees.

Enhanced Collaboration Features

Qubexpro Business Centre goes beyond basic video conferencing capabilities, introducing a host of collaboration features that redefine virtual meetings. Real-time document sharing, interactive whiteboards, and simultaneous screen sharing empower participants to work together seamlessly, just as they would in a physical meeting room. These features not only boost productivity but also encourage engagement and creativity, leading to more meaningful and fruitful discussions.

End-to-End Security

Security is a paramount concern in the digital world, especially during virtual meetings that involve confidential business information. Qubexpro Business Centre takes data protection seriously, implementing robust encryption protocols to ensure end-to-end security. With multi-factor authentication and secure meeting links, you can conduct your virtual meetings with peace of mind, knowing that sensitive information remains protected from unauthorized access.

Personalized Branding

Maintaining a professional image during virtual meetings is essential for businesses. Qubexpro Business Centre recognizes this need and offers personalized branding options for your virtual meeting rooms. Customizable backgrounds, branded logos, and company colours help reinforce your brand identity and leave a lasting impression on clients and partners.

24/7 Customer Support

Unforeseen technical glitches or issues during virtual meetings can be frustrating and disrupt the flow of communication. With Qubexpro Business Centre's 24/7 customer support, you can rest assured that help is just a call away. Their team of dedicated experts is always ready to assist you, ensuring that your virtual meetings run smoothly without any interruptions.

As the world transitions into a new era of remote work and virtual collaboration, Qubexpro Business Centre stands out as a leader in elevating virtual meetings to new heights. With its state-of-the-art technology, versatile meeting spaces, enhanced collaboration features, and robust security measures, Qubexpro empowers businesses to conduct virtual meetings with confidence and efficiency. Embrace the future of virtual meetings with Qubexpro Business Centre and unlock new levels of productivity and success for your organization. 

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Furnish Your Home Using Modern Furniture through Individual Rooms

When it comes to modern home furniture, style and appearance matters a must. You can achieve this through proper arrangement as well as purchasing modern furniture that click here will grab the attention of visitors. You can also get innovative by redressing old furniture and make them look new and fresh.

Home Furniture

It is said that a house is built and a home is made. Actually what you call home is what you make of it. One of the ways to make a home worthy and pleasant to return to is by investing in appealing and stylish modern home furniture. When it comes to furnishing your home, there are many approaches that you can use to furnish and decorate your house. You can either decorate by focusing on individual rooms or inculcating modern furniture decorating styles that are available in the market. Apparently the easiest and logical method that will give you quick results and cost effective solutions is by decorating by rooms and furnishing them with the designer and modern furniture. This way you can split your furnishings into: lounge, dining, kitchen, bedroom, office and outdoor.

•    Lounge

The lounge also known as the living room is normally the first area seen by your guests and visitors. It’s also the place you will host them as well as relax during family get together. Therefore a lot of attention should be paid to it. Some of the common furniture you find in the lounge include: wall units, coffee tables, entertainment units and sofas. As a result, when it comes to furnishing the lounge, you emphasis should be to invest in modern furniture, style, comfort and space. You can also employ clever coloring to create various impressions of lighting and depth.

•    Dining Room

This is the family eating place. It mainly consists of a table and a group of chairs as well as shelving depending on space and house design. The dining furniture set should basically accommodate the highest number of people at any given sitting.  All in all, the dining furniture should be of high quality as well as elegant. Since dining areas are always not endowed with space, you should balance your furniture to ensure easy movement.

•    Kitchen

Kitchen furniture revolves around style and functionality. The kitchen furniture should meet all the needs of food preparation, storage as well as storage of utensils. Therefore, one should invest in drawers for food and utensils storage and a good table for cutting and preparing food.  Regardless of the purpose, the furniture should be stylishly designed and also be durable to resist damage.

•    Bedroom

The bedroom is the ultimate resting and relaxing spot in the house. In the bedroom there are two essential components that you need to pay attention to. These are style, durability and craftsmanship. Some of the common and modern home furniture for the bedroom is the: bed, the wardrobe, the dressing tables, mirrors and storage wardrobes. When furnishing the bedroom, you should ensure there is adequate space to enable easy storage and movement.

•    Office outdoor

Home furniture cannot also be restricted to the house interior. Outdoors also constitute a relaxation point that people can take advantage of. Some of the common modern home furniture for outdoor include: Benches and pews, barstools, loungers, plant stands, love seats and coffee tables. For these, one should consider durable material that is resistant to weather effects like precipitation and sunlight, and a lot of modern furniture these days is designed keeping durability in mind; you just have to keep your options open.

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The Modern Marvel: Exploring the Versatility of Porta Cabins

In the realm of modern architecture and construction, versatility, efficiency, and sustainability are becoming paramount. Among the many innovations rising to meet these demands, one solution stands out: the porta cabin. These compact, portable structures are transforming the landscape of construction, offering a myriad of benefits across various industries and applications.

A Glimpse into Porta Cabins

Porta cabins, also known as modular buildings or portable cabins, are prefabricated structures that can be easily transported and assembled at different locations. Originally conceived as temporary housing or office spaces, these cabins have evolved significantly, now finding application in diverse sectors including construction, education, healthcare, events, and even residential spaces.

The Advantages of Porta Cabins

1. Mobility and Flexibility:

Porta cabins are designed for mobility, making them ideal for temporary or remote projects. Whether it's a construction site office, a classroom in a rural area, or a temporary medical facility during emergencies, these cabins can be swiftly deployed and relocated as needed.

2. Cost-Effectiveness:

Compared to traditional construction methods, porta cabins offer significant cost savings. Their modular design reduces material wastage and labor costs, while their shorter construction time translates to lower overall expenses.

3. Customization Options:

Porta cabins are highly customizable, allowing for tailored solutions to meet specific requirements. From basic office setups to fully-equipped laboratories or classrooms, these structures can be customized with various amenities, furnishings, and layouts.

4. Sustainability:

In an era increasingly concerned with environmental impact, porta cabins offer a sustainable alternative to traditional construction. Their modular design promotes resource efficiency, and many manufacturers use eco-friendly materials and construction practices, reducing both carbon footprint and construction waste.

5. Rapid Deployment:

In emergency situations such as natural disasters or public health crises, the ability to quickly establish infrastructure is critical. Porta cabins provide a rapid solution, offering shelter, medical facilities, or administrative offices in a fraction of the time required for conventional construction.

Applications Across Industries

The versatility of porta cabins enables their use across a wide range of industries and settings:

Prefab Construction Sites: Portable offices, storage units, and restrooms for construction workers.

Prefabricated Education: Temporary classrooms, libraries, or administrative offices for schools and universities.

Prefabricated Healthcare: Emergency medical facilities, clinics, or vaccination centers.

Events: Ticket booths, vendor stalls, or temporary exhibition hall spaces.

Residential: Temporary housing solutions during renovations or for disaster relief efforts.

What is the life expectancy of a porta cabin?

The life expectancy of a porta cabin, also known as a portable cabin or portable office, can vary depending on several factors such as quality of construction, materials used, maintenance, and environmental conditions. Generally, a well-maintained porta cabin can last anywhere from 30 to 50 years or more. Regular maintenance, including inspections for structural integrity, roof leaks, and ensuring the integrity of the flooring, can help extend its lifespan. Additionally, factors such as exposure to extreme weather conditions, frequency of use, and quality of installation can also affect how long a porta cabin remains functional.

What is a porta cabin made of?

A porta cabin, also known as a portable cabin or modular building, is typically constructed using a variety of materials depending on its intended use, durability requirements, and budget constraints. However, the primary materials commonly used in porta cabin construction include:

Steel: Steel frames provide structural integrity and support for the cabin. They offer strength and durability, making the structure robust enough to withstand transportation and installation.

Wood: Wood is often used for the floors, walls, and sometimes even the roofs of porta cabins. It's relatively lightweight, readily available, and offers good insulation properties.

Insulation: To regulate temperature and improve energy efficiency, insulation materials such as fiberglass, foam board, or spray foam are used between the walls and ceilings.

Exterior Cladding: The exterior of porta cabins may be clad in materials such as corrugated steel panels, aluminum, vinyl siding, or fiberglass reinforced panels (FRP). These materials protect the cabin from the elements and enhance its aesthetic appeal.

Interior Finishes: Inside the porta cabin, materials like gypsum board (drywall) are commonly used for walls and ceilings. Flooring materials can vary and may include vinyl, laminate, carpet, or tiles.

Windows and Doors: Windows are typically made of glass, while doors can be made of steel, wood, or fiberglass, depending on security and insulation requirements.

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Writer's Month Day 22: Sun Screen

Fandom: Tangled: the Series

Rating: G

Word Count: 983

Summary: No plot, just Eugene and Rapunzel rummaging through a storage closet; I have hit the point in Writer's Month where I have decided that they can't all be masterpieces. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I don't usually make statements of certainty, but I can guarantee that no one else approached the prompt of 'Sunscreen' like this (very, very, very loosely). 😅

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“You’re sure it’s *this* one, Sunshine?”

“That’s what Mom said. And, well,” Rapunzel lifted her candle higher to better take in the creatively named Storage Closer Number Eleven and the miscellany that was crammed in from wall to wall. “With this much stuff in it, there’s bound to be a screen or two in here somewhere.”

It was Eugene’s first summer having the captainship of the Royal Guard, and it had taken him all of a week to learn one small detail of the position Cap had failed to mention: his new office, with its curtain-less southern-facing windows, got hot. From it’s rising in the morning to disappearance behind the western peaks, the merciless summer sun shone, with an enthusiasm and vigor it would do his men good to imitate, directly into the office, heating the space so it was only marginally less unbearable than Xavier’s forges.

This, Eugene had decided before Wednesday had made its bow, could not go on; either the office had to relocate or the windows needed to vamoose. Seeing how the neither the former nor the latter was a possibility, Rapunzel put forth a compromise: perhaps they could cover the windows? Granted, with the Festival of Fashion on the horizon and a Seven Kingdom Summit imminent, there wasn’t a spare needle to be found to make curtains, but maybe they could find some?

Her Majesty had been chancing past their quarters just then, and brought with her a proposed solution: some years ago, before both their times, there had been a rage for screens. Usually relegated to the fireside to best direct the hearth’s heat and light, people had realize the versatility they offered and began making them in a variety of sizes for just as many purposes, one of the most popular being blocking the sun’s dogged rays in the summer months. They’d ended up with quite a few, more than they needed; surely they could be put to such a purpose as shielding the Captain’s Office?

“And you needn’t worry about them clashing with the décor,” Arianna had chuckled. “Cassandra, as I recall, spent more of that summer than she would have liked recovering from a bad flu and painted a couple.”

If Rapunzel hadn’t already been convinced, that did it (and, Eugene could admit, he was curious to see some of younger-Cass’s handiwork; mildly concerned, since he knew how arts and crafts with her tended to go, but still curious). Hence their spending valuable and elusive free-time exploring the depths of Storage Closet Eleven, something he was starting to think wasn’t their best idea…

Eugene gulped, taking in the cavern of a closet. Teetering piles of crates frowned menacingly from shadow-drenched corners guarded by a labyrinth of chests and trunks and castle furnishings too nice to throw away not nice enough to display (or, in some cases, downright extraneous; he *swore* there was a sette *exactly like that* in one of the guest suites) that would have had Theseus saying “Nope” and doing an about-face (Greek mythology was decidedly not his area of interest, but he’d hung around Cass long enough). Not a square inch of the place looked remotely safe or like it wasn't waiting for an ankle to turn, rib to crack, or insanely handsome face to crush.

“You know, the sun really isn’t all that strong in the Captain’s Office, now that I’m thinking about it. How’s ‘bout we just let sleeping coatracks lie and besides,” Eugene shuddered as his candle found the snarling head of a bearskin rug. “Trip’s not a total loss: look, I just found Dad’s birthday present!”

“Oh, come on, Eugene!” Rapunzel grinned over her shoulder at him as she picked her way between an armoire with one door off its hinges and an ancient-looking chest held shut with a padlock that looked strangely new (did he want to know…?). “It’s not that bad!”

As though on cue, a vase (how were there so many vases in this castle?) fell from one of the stacks and shattered to death on an ink-stained desktop, sending a small army of mice squeaking and scurrying to new, relatively safer shadows.

Eugene shot Rapunzel a deadpan look.

She was, of course, undaunted. “We’ve been through worse. Like that forest with the bat-spider things, remember?”

How could he forget? How could anyone? “Low bar we’re clearing there, eh Sunshine?”

“Eugene...”

“Fine.” Eugene gave up with a huff, shuffling around so the snarling bear rug was out of his line of sight. “But if we find anything that looks remotely magical, haunted, or like it has a personal vendetta against good-looking Captains and their beautiful wives, we call retreat.”

“Yes sir, Captain, sir.” Rapunzel saluted, then giggled at his eyeroll before turning her attention to a dust-covered drop cloth. “Anyway, so long as we don’t get distracted or run into any hourglasses-" (again, did he want to know?) "-I’m sure we’ll find those screens in no time.”

‘No time,’ as it turned out, was long enough for Eugene to start questioning if they should replace the candles. Rapunzel, true to form, found interest and excitement and potential in even the dustiest, most pathetic excuse for a tablecloth (“It wouldn’t be that hard to fix it up”), causing their search to drag on far longer than Eugene would have liked. Eventually, though, the proper dropcloth was yanked aside- *cough cough COUGH!* “Sunshine!” “Oops! Sorry!” – and the screens, standing dutiful and unbothered on their burnished wood poles, were unearthed.

“Yay!” Rapunzel cheered, clapping her hands and jumping in place. “I told you we’d find them!” (a lot later than she’d initially thought, but finding was still finding, so this was still a win!). She started rifling through the screens, bases scraping across the floor as she peered critically at the flowers and suns and rolling hills of landscapes decorating the linen screens. “I wonder which ones Cass did?”

Eugene huffed, pulling out a screen decorated with a scene of Phaeton losing his hold on a quartet of fiery steeds, each one with murder in its eyes, and tumbling head-first out of Apollo’s chariot to his tragic doom.

"Well, I'm not the art expert here," he said with a grim smile as Rapunzel's hand flew to cover her mouth as she took in the...interesting tableau. “But I can guess.”

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Author's Note: ...nothing happened in this; you have my apologies. 🤦‍♀️