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Beca felt a little nervous when she was told that Mr. Saunders wanted to see her, because this probably meant a new mission - or another few weeks locked into the office with the documents. She would have rather chosen the mission as by now she was getting fed up with the paperwork. She thought agents were constantly on missions, but it seemed this wasn't the truth.

She still had some time before the appointment with her superior, so she decided to have a coffee or a tea. However, as her thoughts were around Mr. Saunders and the upcoming appointment, she wasn't looking and due to that she didn't notice that someone was walking towards her on the corridor and bumped into him. "I'm so sorry!" she apologized. "I wasn't looking..."

[needsapartner-blog]

howsthatforentertainment​: (from here x)

Solo dreaded this moment. He was given a new mission and had to leave immediately. Wishing he could just walk away. But he still owed the CIA a few more years.

The agent sighed. Hanging his head. He should be packing and on the next plane out. He just stalled as long as he could. Staying near Gaby.

“Well, that would be nice, but I’m saying it because I’m going to miss you.” he replied.

Napoleon moved closer to her. Trying to find a way, any way, around this. He couldn’t stand the thought of being away from her.   It was tearing him apart inside.

He smiled when she came closer. Wrapping her arms around his neck. Solo wrapped his arms around her waist. Hands moving along her back.

Gazing in her eyes when their noses touched. And before he knew it, their lips had met. He kissed her softly.

Napoleon quirked a brow. Shaking his head a little. “Impossible. I could never forget you.” he replied. Kissing her again.

He pulled back, looking at her. Finally coming to a solution. “Come with me?” he asked.

Gaby let herself get lost in his kiss. That faint taste of alcohol still on his lips, the sweet scent of aftershave and the comforting way his hands wandered on her back. Her hand slid easily into his hair, fingers carding and sighing against him, holding him close and not wanting to let him go only to walk out the door.

She felt as if she was a toddler; wanting to stamp her foot and demand he not leave. But this was what he did, he still had allegiance to his organization, at least or a little while longer, and she couldn’t demand such an outrageous thing from him. No matter what her heart told her.

His request gave her pause, though. Had Gaby tightening her hold and shaking her head before she hid her face in his neck. She couldn’t up and leave, not yet. Illya was still fighting leaving the KGB and when, not if, they decided to come for him, she didn’t want him to face that alone. She was fond of the two men she’d gotten to know, even if she had developed very different relationships with the two.

“Napoleon I—I can’t.” Gaby bit down on her lower lip, heat starting to blur in her eyes and her hands finally slid from his neck down his shoulders and took his hands in hers as she stepped back slightly. “I’ll be a distraction. Besides, someone has to stay here to keep our Russian friend out of too much trouble.”

[chopshopgaby]

howsthatforentertainment

“How about next time we leave with out setting something on fire, yes? You know to try, just for laughs,” Gaby says dryly.

[rxbella]

❝ I want the H ❞

Send me ❝ I want the H ❞ and I will randomly generate a number.

6. From behind hug

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Beca had no idea how she got back to the hotel or how she could even stand on her own feet after this. As she got out fo the elevator, she could barely walk due to the exhaustement and the pain in her heart. Solo had died. She had seen his car exploding. Hed died and she couldn’t save him. He died due to this inexperienced youngster who couldn’t listen to anyone but herself. What her stubbornness lead to? The loss of the CIA’s best agent; the loss of her partner. Even tough they weren’t always getting on well, seeing him go hurt her like nothing before.

Tears were running down her cheeks and her body was shaking as she entered their room and she thought she was hallucinating. Because Napoloen Solo was standing by the window, looking out at the streets of Paris, holding a glass in his hand. This cannot be, she thought to herself, rubbing her eyes to chase the vision away. But he was still there, he was alive.

Beca wasn’t really fond of touching other people, but realizing that he was there, safe and sound, she ran to him, without thinking and hugged him from behind. “You’re alive, you’re alive!” she mumbled, still crying, burying her face into his back.

[radiusofaction-blog]

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‘--Care for a game of chess?’

[iillya-blog]

@howsthatforentertainment

(continued from here)

“I don’t think I understand how it could possibly be saving us time for me to play along with your incorrect suggestions.  I’m thinking perhaps that we should simply go with my plan, which in addition to being much more stylish -- and fun -- has added bonus of being based on solidly factual evidence.”

[dutyandblood]

howsthatforentertainment started following you

“So now that you’ve got my attention, what do you want?” She asked the man before her. He was attractive, which made it easier for her to tolerate him. The redhead tested the ropes that were binding her to the seat. 

[thegabyteller-blog]

“I didn’t mean to leave you alone for so long—come here, I missed you.”

“Oh you were gone? I hadn’t noticed.” Gaby said with a completely false nonchalance. She had noticed. She had hated every minute of it. 

She quickly gave up the act and nearly flung herself into his arms. “I missed you too Napoleon.” 

[kuryakinnotperil-blog]

Solo sat just across the room. Looking over at Illya. Bored. He was always a little too into his work. Napoleon wanted to have some fun. Not work. He walked over and picked up the man's hat. Twirling it on the tip of his finger. "How do you even wear this thing? It looks like a frisbee."

Illya looked up, frowning deeply at the American. “Cowboy, I would appreciate it if you would give me my hat back.” He snatched it back. “I wear it because it is flattering to my face shape, and it is an effective hat. Now it would look awful on you, you don’t know how to wear it well.” He huffed and put his hat back on.

[needsapartner-blog]

howsthatforentertainment: (from here x)

Napoleon attempted to do it just like she showed him. But his balance was all kinds of off. He was far from being graceful. “I’ll feel that in the morning.”

He smiled at the feeling of her lips to his forehead. “Well, I am now.” he smirked.

Solo moved a little to sit up. Rubbing his head. Already starting to feel it. It wasn’t too bad. Just bruised his ego.

“Never took you for the torturing kind.” he said playfully.

He knew very well he would do it again. Anything to be closer to her. “If you insist, but I don’t think I’m cut out to be a ballerina.”

She felt bad, she did, and she was sure that after the alcohol had left her system guilt would find its way in. Right now, though, there was something about the way his hair was becoming unstuck. The way it flopped over his forehead that made Gaby smile and inch closer; fingers reaching up to push it back. “Let me have a look at you.” 

Closer still, and small fingers traced the edge of the small mark, ignoring the way her heart sped up in her chest and how her fingers continued to trail down to follow his jaw line. Gaby cleared her throat with a small hitch, straightening herself as best as she could before she dared to speak. 

“Well, I think you’ll live, but I could fetch you some ice if you like.” A chance to leave the room and collect herself. To breathe. To stop and think about that little chill that refused to leave and the wonder of how his lips would feel against hers. 

[alliisonreynlds]

Charles Brandon, all the way, lol.

List e n…I just watched his sex scene in the first ep and I have truly ascended that was ….. I am suffering

[therussicnway]

[text]:I just remember lots of butts and something about ranch dressing.

Texts from Last Night inspired text starters || accepting [ x ]

[[ text: cowboy ]] ;;  again, the parties you go to are vastly different from mine, cowboy[[ text: cowboy ]] ;;  are you still sitting outside her house in only your underwear ??[[ text: cowboy ]] ;;  gaby demands a picture

[kingswxman]

+1

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“You’re kiddin’, righ’?”

[belladcna-blog]

howsthatforentertainment:

“Not picked up so much as manhandled. Brought here against my will.” he replied. Glaring at the goons. Brows quirked at Victoria. “Care to tell me what this is about or did you just miss me?”

She resisted the urge roll her eyes thus breaking the indifferent expression she had on her face. Waving her hand, the two men that had followed Napoleon into the room left, giving the two absolute privacy. “I told them to bring me a suitable man to become my husband. I didn’t think they’d go for an old toy.” She knew it sounded harsh, but she wanted to see what kind of reaction it elicit from him.

[rxbella]

❤

ULTIMATE SHIP MEME - Send my character a ❤ and I’ll fill in the form of what my character would do with yours.

Affectionate; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA (not much though, as Beca doesn’t like doing things like this in public) | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection

Sex; Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex

Dates;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates

Would my character… (bolding both options means maybe)

Marry them? Yes | No Have sex on the first date? Yes | No (depends on when they go on a date for the first time)Confess their attraction first? Yes | No Have children/adopt? Yes | No Die for your character? Yes | No Cheat on your character? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No Cuddle after sex? Yes | No