#hooking up

[mr-tony-stark]

Tony finished rinsing himself off and turned off the water in the shower before stepping out after Clint.  He thanked him for the towel and dried himself off, going to brush his teeth before following Clint out to the bedroom.

He smiled when he saw him changing the sheets. “Thanks for that, honey,” he said as he grabbed his own boxers and pulled them on.  He pulled a black tank top on as well and came over, helping Clint spread out the quilt over the top of the bed before climbing into it. 

“Is Lucky gonna be okay with Nat tonight?” he asked. 

Clint rinsed him and himself off before nodding. “Sounds good to me,” he spoke gently and kissed his forehead. When they finally stepped out of the shower he handed a towel to Tony before grabbing one for himself.

Once dried off and dressed in some boxers he headed towards the bed and changed the sheets making sure it was clean for then to lay down.

[hairmetal666]

Eddie stands at the bar, sipping at the whisky in his glass, eyes flickering over the crush of bodies and dark mahogany. He's at a premier party at TIFF, doesn't remember what movie it's for, is supposed to "mingle" according to his agent. And sure, he's charismatic, got a big personality and a loud mouth, but he's not good at networking; resents having to perform when he's not playing a role. Resents it more that he's an Oscar nominated actor, that his work doesn't stand for itself.

And then there's the Steve Harrington of it all. Heartthrob. America's Sweetheart. The boy next door. He's across the room, deep in conversation, but his eyes--they keep finding Eddie, scanning him with unmistakable heat.

They starred in a movie called Dying on the Pass. Played life-long best friends who became elite chefs and opened a restaurant together. The movie follows the dissolution of their friendship as the stresses of pursuing a Michelin Star drive them apart. It was a critical and commercial hit, cue awards noms, and offers pouring in, and--

Steve Harrington is his bed.

They promised, when filming wrapped. They swore it was the last time. They promised--

They basically shared a hotel room during awards season, woke up tangled together every morning.

They spent a torrid weekend in Atlanta after Steve wrapped on a Netflix action movie.

Six months after, they had a quick, furious fuck in the bathroom at a club in London.

Dangerous, stupid, but no one caught them. And here Steve is in Toronto, surrounded by press, staring at Eddie like he wants to eat him.

Eddie tries to ignore it. But every time their eyes meet, warmth pools low in his abdomen, and he wants.

They meet up eventually, pose for a couple of pictures, Eddie trying to ignore the way his skin tingles everywhere that Steve touches. Steve slings an arm around his waist, lets it linger.

After, Eddie goes out for a smoke, the patio blissfully deserted. He's half way through his cigarette when Steve steps out the sliding door, wrapping his hands in Eddie's hair, pulling him into a kiss. The cigarette drops as he grips onto the other man, a whimper slipping from his lips.

He should stop this, they're outside, anyone could see, and Steve isn't out--isn't--he's straight to the entire world, the straightest man alive. And Eddie, he's open about his preferences, identifies as queer, though lately he's been more interested in men--in one man, specifically-- and Steve isn't out, isn't ready to be and--

"Come back to my room?" Steve asks. Their mouths are still pressed together.

"Uh-huh," Eddie answers.

Steve whispers his room number before disappearing back inside. They're in the same hotel, on the same floor, like the universe wants them to keep hooking up. But Steve is being reckless.

Eddie goes to Steve that night with every intention of telling him they need to stop, to slow down, that they're going to get caught and he knows Steve isn't ready, but he doesn't. He doesn't that night and he doesn't two months later when they bump into each other in Venice, or four months after that in New York, or--or --or

It's dangerous, impulsive, too many close calls for them to keep it up and then--and then he's at a house party in the hills, an industry thing, the host is a wannabe big shot producer trying to get in good with the Hollywood elite. Steve is out of town. In Europe filming or maybe Australia for some event or--

Striding through the party, eyes locked on Eddie, and they're in a hallway, in a hallway where anyone could see them, but Steve is kissing him. They're kissing and it's rough and possessive and it stings.

Steve pushes him through double-doors, to the room at their backs, and Eddie wants to protest, to remind him they don't know if it's empty. But Steve is tugging the tie out of Eddie's hair, digging this hands into the now loose curls, and Eddie whines, lets himself be lead.

He's pushed against a table, and in the weak light from the windows, he realizes they're in the dining room. Steve grinds against him, muttering, "missed you so much, baby. God, it's been too long. Need you so bad."

Eddie moans, shifting to press more against Steve. "Missed you too, sweetheart, fuck."

They're kissing and Eddie's high on it, on Steve, can't get enough.

There's a loud burst of laughter outside the door, and reality smashes back into focus.

"Stop," he whispers to Steve.

Steve does in an instant, stepping back. Even in the darkness, Eddie sees the confusion and hurt mingling in the squint of his eyes, his light frown.

"Steve we--this is dangerous. There are people everywhere. Anyone could come in. There's a TMZ guy here, and we--need to be careful."

"Fuck," Steve breathes. "Eddie I--fuck." He presses his hand over his mouth, eyes squeezed shut. "I can't get enough of you, man. Whenever I see you I just--I don't think--I see you and I want you so bad it hurts. Once every few months isn't enough. Hookups aren't enough. And I know that's not what we agreed to, and--"

"Steve," Eddie gently cuts him off. "I'm crazy about you. It hasn't been hookups for me for--" ever, it had never been, but he shakes his head instead of saying that. "But we've been reckless, sweetheart, and I don't want to see you hurt."

"It's not fair to you, though, right? Hiding and sneaking around with me."

"You need time, Steve. You deserve to come out on your terms, when you're ready. And if that means we're not public for a while, then we're not."

"What if I'm never ready?" He whispers. It breaks Eddie's heart, but it's a fair question for a man who got famous as an angelic child star in a series of fantasy-adventure movies before playing a quarterback with a heart-of-gold on the CW for seven seasons. He's always kept up a squeaky clean image, never in trouble, name rarely in the tabloids.

"Then we'll deal with it together."

"Okay," Steve whispers. A smile spreads slow across his face. "I'd like that."

--

Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson are seen around town together often. Getting lunch, at parties, shopping. In an interview Steve says that Eddie's his best friend, they do everything together. There's speculation online, of course, but it's pretty quiet. So, they go to premiers and award shows and events together.

A year goes by and it's easy, light, fun. They're in love.

Eddie's messing around on his guitar, not with any intent just for the joy of it. He's on the loveseat in the office of their apartment--their apartment. Steve is in the kitchen, he thinks, or puttering in the garden.

They haven't talked about Steve coming out; haven't needed to.

"Hey," Steve says from the doorway. Eddie jumps.

"Hey yourself."

"It's Bi Visibility day."

"Is it now?" He's not sure where this is going

"I want to come out."

He puts the guitar down. "You sure?"

Steve nods. He doesn't seem nervous, just calm and steady.

"How do you want to do it?"

He crosses the room, climbing onto Eddie's lap, making Eddie laugh. "Works for me." Eddie gives Steve's ass a playful squeeze.

They start kissing then, Steve snapping pics on his phone randomly as they make out.

Steve won't let Eddie peak as he crafts his Insta post, not until it's done and live for his 15 million followers.

The picture he picked, it's a soft kiss, mouths open but lips only just brushing, noses pressed together in a sweet little bump. But the thing about, the thing that makes Eddie's stomach swoop, is the way they're both smiling, the way it's obvious just how in love they are.

Steve's captioned it with the words "Witness Me" and the bi flag.

He pulls his boy into another kiss, says, "Hey,"

"Hmm?" Steve doesn't pull away.

"Wanna go be visibly bisexual with me in the bedroom?"

Steve hops off his lap, strides across the room, turning to flash Eddie a devious smile. "Thought you'd never ask."

[lasirenasposts]

Soo lonely 😭

[spideez]

hey guys, if you ever think about looking at porn or checking out other women and girls, this is what’s happening behind the scenes. Those poor girls and women are more than just bodies. Matthew 5:28. Also, check my older posts or see below on how to combat lust! Let me know if you need anything! God loves you and I love you! God bless!

This is coming from a formerly bi person (19 M when I write this)

How to combat lust: Triggers

“Trace it, face it, erase it, replace it.”

TRACE the triggers, FACE it with God’s help (you can’t do it on your own. Trust me), ERASE all triggers, and REPLACE it (put a different activity in its place. Remember how the house was cleaned, but then seven more demons showed up and trashed the place? Luke 11:26)

The fact that you’re trying is good. After all, “For the righteous man falls seven times and rises again.” (Prov 24:16)

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.” Matthew 5:6

“Where is God when I need Him?”

How temptation really works

Make sure to cleanse your mind. Don’t think about certain things, don’t check out girls (Or check out guys, if you’re a girl). Keep your eyes on their faces. Even then, just straight up don’t look at them if it’s possible.

Watch out for the music you listen to (dirty words. That is a trigger. Trust me. I know.) 

Try some ACTUALLY GOOD Christian music (see below)

Check these out for 

Metal: some skillet, theocracy, divinefire, golden resurrection, REFORMED

Rock: dcTalk, red, skillet, ashes remain, old Tobymac, Kevin max (from dcTalk), thousand foot krutch, jars of clay, switchfoot

Also, watch out for The shows, memes, etc. you watch. Those are triggers as well. (Dirty jokes and whatnot)

Get the correct amount of sleep. Your hormones will be thrown off.

Don’t look at men or women in a certain way. 

In the words of Stan Lee, “that man sitting next to you, that’s your brother. That woman sitting over there-that’s your sister.”

Besides, some of those people are taken. How would you like it if someone gave your boyfriend/husband or girlfriend/wife a certain look? 

Also, the people you see in those videos are people who are being trafficked and rap3d. It’s NOT what you think it is. Imagine if that happened to your girlfriend, wife, sister, friend, mother, grandmother, aunt, etc. them begging for their life inside while ACTING as if it’s okay? They’re called “ACTORS” for a reason.

My friend, don’t do this. These men and women are just trying to get by. They don’t need anyone looking at them in a certain way. They just want to be loved, Not lusted after. Not looked at and used like a s3x toy and put away when not needed. They might be low on money, they could have been traumatized, they could be su!cidal, they could be selling their bodies unwillingly so they can get cash. Please. You don’t know what theyre going through. 

protect and look after everyone as if they were your children. Care for them as you would your own spouse or closest/only friend. Love and look at them as if you had one hour left to be with them.

Ayo, i don’t mean to force anything on anyone, but we have various types of evidence for biblical events, if anyone is interested. I also found ways to combat lust, if anyone is interested. (I’m talking archaeological evidence, miracles caught live, arguments against evolution, divine revelation, science, cosmology, fulfilled prophecy, evidence for the Bible outside of the Bible, God’s work in people’s lives, etc.)

[starker-sorbet]

⚘ Orange Lily ⚘ - symbolizes passion

Strangers Tony and Peter hooking up at a nightclub

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Katie from Total Drama and Gundham from Danganronpa hooked up in my bathroom.

[wisegirl25]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ekko/Jinx (League of Legends) Characters: Ekko (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends) Additional Tags: Song: bad idea right? (Olivia Rodrigo), Exes, Getting Back Together, Ekko is a Little Shit (League of Legends), Author Is Sleep Deprived, Mild Sexual Content, Sexual Tension Summary:

*And I'm right here with all my friends But you're sendin' me your new address And I know we're done, I know we're through But, god, when I look at you*

  (Ekko - 11:41 PM)

516 Hex Street

Apt 204

I’ll be waiting ;)

 Jinx huffed, she had half a mind to say no and tell him to fuck right off. When had he even gotten a new address? Vi hadn’t mentioned, but then again, she tried not to mention him around Jinx.

The image of Ekko flashed through her mind, his cocky grin and toned biceps and…she was a goner.

Jinx was a weak woman when it came to Ekko. She couldn’t seem to stay away or tell him no, no matter how hard she tried.

(Jinx - 11:44 PM)

be there in 30

[closetfascination]

tear

day 90 of @118dailydrabble word: tear | Ship: LucyTaylor | rating: E, hook up, alcohol

Lucy shoves Taylor up against the wall of the bathroom stall and presses her lips firmly against hers with an authority that causes desire to tear through Taylor.

Lucy’s hands are everywhere—all over her back, cupping her ass—they’re grinding against each other and Taylor knows where she wants those hands next. She breaks the kiss—

“I want you—”

Lucy gives her a coy smile.

“You want me?”

Taylor guides Lucy’s hand under her skirt, along the soft skin of her inner thigh, grazing her wet underwear—

“—inside.”

Lucy nods, and she slides her fingers in and between the alcohol and sex, Taylor isn’t sure why she ever thought having drinks with Lucy was a bad idea.

Read, kudos and comment on AO3

Master post organized chronologically by theme/ship

[wewerealwaysthere]

[kris48]

Facing off, hooking in, starting the bout... Impressive tighs under the black singlet...

[lovechrissturniolo]

>> part 1 here <<

part 2

Never in my dreams I could have imagined lying in Chris S. arms - naked - in my hotel room - talking randomly - after I just came all over his hand.

I couldn't even think about the situation I was in properly, otherwise I would've died from excitement.

"It was really cool to see you on stage with Sam earlier!" I said quietly.

Chris leaned on his forearm and looked down at me with a slight smirk on his lips, while I tried not to get lost in his beautiful blue eyes. "I love to be on stage honestly."

"I would be way to nervous to do that!"

"Well, I am nervous before but - once I'm out it feels like I belong there, you know what I mean?"

"Yes! And I could tell, you look very confident on stage, really!"

"Apparently I'm so confident today that I'm here now, - with you. This is definitely a first for me." he laughed, bit his lower lip and ran his hand trough his hair.

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We were still naked and I really couldn't help myself but burn from desire for more.

"I feel honored." I winked at him while I started stroking his upper body. "Can I make you feel good now?"

Chris swallowed and nodded when my hand wandered further down in his lap.

My arousal immediately went back to 100 % when I held his still hard cock in my hand.

I pushed him softly on his back and knelt between his legs to reach his member with my mouth.

While stroking his shaft I licked his tip with my tongue before I put my whole mouth over it.

"Fuck!" Chris groaned and pressed his head in the pillow.

I started slowly moving up and down and enjoyed listening to the moaning noises and muffeled words coming out of his mouth.

"feels so good"

"fuck your mouth"

"oh yes right there"

Soon he slightly pulled my head back to his and murmured breathless: "I need more."

Chris pulled me longingly on his mouth and placed me over his lap. "I wanna be inside you." he whimpered impatient. "Please..."

Turned on by his begging voice I couldn't hold back anymore.

I slowly lowered myself on his cock and it slit in easily from the wetness in my pussy.

"Oh my god!" I gasped when his full length was inside of me. "You're big..."

"Fuck you feel good!" he replied while I tried to get used to his big cock.

"You're so tight, fuck." he whimpered, squirming under me while he was desperate for me to move.

"Do I hurt you?" he breathed and looked in my eyes. I shook my head. "No, not at all. It feels amazing."

Slowly I started to ride him, placing my hands on his chest to find a rythm.

Chris closed his eyes and moaned with every movement I made.

"Chris, I can't hold back anymore." I whimpered while starting to move faster.

"Me neither." he gasped and immediately grabbed my hips and lead my movements.

"I need you to fucking ride me, fast!"

His greedy look almost made me go crazy from desire and while we stared in each others lustfull faces I rode him as deep as I could.

"Fuck, I'm already close." he murmured with a concentrated expression. "but I want you to come again..."

"I will!" I moaned being right on the edge.

"I feel you getting tighter." Chris groaned, biting his lip again.

"I'm gonna come, Chris!" I blurted out, still staring into his face.

"Fuck. Me too."

We climaxed at the same time before I crushed down on him from the almost painfull feeling of release.

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"Maybe we can go for another round later?" he smirked after we catched our breath.

"That would be great!" I replied smiling and cuddled up in his arm.

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[highperfix]

He brings up a discussion on verbal consent vs body language. I just want people's opinions on it. Is this a generation difference thing, or a twitter thing? Or something only within the fandom?

I saw a similar thing to him, the tweets people had made me think they were 13, and I was shocked to see most were in their early 20s.

I'm an older fan who hasn't been on this side of the mycft community until the controversy, just a casual Philza fan here. For me body language is actually a normal thing in hook up culture.

It's just a bit sad that his fans bullied him into having to act like this from now on.

Because I will tell you as women this would suck if a guy has to verbally ask for every little thing.

Trigger Warning: Sexual Situations.

[grrlphag]

i haven’t felt this kind of gender euphoria in a long time.

[sfispnk]

At this point I think I'm doing it for the experience lol

So I just invited a man over to have sex. He was older, I think almost twice my age. He was nice I guess but I still felt awkward. I told him "let's get straight to the point" as I've never done that and he was okay with it but wanted to kiss me. I said "yes" and leaned over to the most uncomfortable 20 seconds of my week (I know it's barely Monday but it's not getting more uncomfortable than this.) He said I'm a good kisser and I couldn't agree. I sucked him for a bit, then he got to f me which didn't feel bad but didn't feel great either.

When it was over (he didn't cum) the silence left me feeling nothing, not even anger or sadness. Just emptiness.

He left and I cleaned myself and changed and that was it. I have clarified to myself (I wasn't doubting but was "horny") that I am indeed aromantic and asexual with little-to-no interest in sex with another human being.