#marie jordan

[ayoedebiris]

#not gonna argue with a girl with big brown eyes whatever you say beautiful

[tiredmoonslut]

No bc Jordan/Marie really got me around the throat because despite all of the subversion that's common to The Boys universe I really expected them to put Marie with Luke or Andre, just going off the teasers and first episode. I'm so used to television going the easy or less subversive route, even just in The Boys do they do this. Annie and Hughie are in my opinion perfectly cute and super functional in terms of driving the plot forward, but outside of that their relationship is very par for the course and expected. But they just unabashedly went there with Jordan and Marie and it smacked me so hard I don't even know what to do what the fuck

Like, the way the seeds were there all the way at the beginning but could have easily been left as subtext. The way there was always respect between the two of them even when Jordan was unkind to her, the way Marie clearly got under Jordan's skin but the manner of which could have been easily ignored. The way this would have certainly made good slash fic a decade ago but no it's canon and it's right here I am UNWELL

[limogifs]

#teamcocksplosion

[paperdoll201]

꧁•⊹٭𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎٭⊹•꧂

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲.

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫!

𝐜𝐰: 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱

𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞?

𝟧.𝟪𝓀 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈

The clock hadn't even chimed 5:00 AM when Jordan tiptoed into Marie's room, the only light a soft orange glow of a picture of the two of them emanating from their phone. He watched her sleep, her chest rising and falling peacefully, a small smile playing on her lips. It was a smile he always tried to protect, to keep on her. Today, they'd do just that, in the most romantic way they could imagine. It took them knocking back six melatonin gummies and ten alarms to make sure they got up this early morning, but it would be so worth it.

Leaning closer, he whispered, "Marieeee,”  lightly tapping the side of his girlfriend’s face with their hand. “Wake up!” 

Marie stirred, mumbling under her breath before turning away, back facing them. 

Jordan knelt beside Marie's bed, their voice barely above a hushed whisper. "Marie, baby? Time to rise and fucking shine." They peeked over at Emma's bed, ensuring the roommate slumbered peacefully. Marie stirred but remained hidden deep beneath the covers. "Get up, we got shit to do," Jordan teased, a playful lilt in their voice.

They sighed, rolling their eyes a bit, a little annoyed that Marie still wasn’t getting up. Jordan stood up, stretching, their back popping with an audible crack.

Another sigh left Jordan's lips. Okay, new strategy. They cracked their knuckles, enjoying the audible ‘pop’ sound they made before winding their arm back and delivering a swift smack to Marie’s ass, not letting go before they (gently) twisted it.

Her eyes sprung open, back immediately arched as she automatically grabbed her butt in shock. It took her a couple of blinks from her eyes before she recognized the standing form over her to be her themfriend. 

“What the actual fuck Jordan?” she groaned, flipping them off as they laughed on about ‘the good ol’ grip and twist’ or whatever that fucking meant. “I should kill you.”

"If you do that, you won't get the gifts I got you." With a dramatic flourish, they brought out a large brown teddy bear from behind their back (where they were hiding that, who knows? Venus did not feel like detailing). In its fluffy paws, it clutched an envelope adorned with a simple inscription: "I love you."

"Happy Valentine's Day, part two, baby," Jordan murmured, shaking the bear playfully in front of Marie's face.

A surprised laugh escaped Marie's lips, instantly muffled by a hand clamped over her mouth. They both glanced nervously towards Emma's bed, ensuring the roommate slumbered peacefully.

Marie giggled, a bright smile. "It's so cute!" she exclaimed, perhaps a little louder than intended. Their eyes met, and a shared understanding passed between them – quiet laughter filled the small space.

Pulling the bear close, she whispered, "Thank you, Jordan. It's perfect."

Curiosity danced in Jordan's eyes. "Open the envelope," they urged, excitement bubbling under their calm exterior. As Marie unfolded the crisp paper, a mischievous smile replaced their seriousness. They shifted as they climbed her bed, settling comfortably next to their girlfriend as they watched with a small smile as Marie opened the envelope.

"Oh, fuck yes!" she exclaimed, a giggle leaving her lips happily. Jordan had discovered early on in their relationship that Marie wasn't a fan of candy and chocolate– really any sweets in general. When it came to fucking KitKats though? Jordan was often left unsure which she loved more – them or fucking KitKats. 

"How did you fit so much chocolate in here?" Marie chuckled, carefully tipping the envelope onto the bed. The mini KitKats tumbled out, forming a miniature avalanche of chocolate heaven. She counted quickly, a grin spreading across her face. "There's gotta be at least 50 Jor."

“44. I ate some as I was packing them,” they shrugged nonchalantly. "Now come on," Jordan urged, already hopping out of bed. "We gotta go before the sun rises."

"Go where?" Marie asked, already munching on a second KitKat. "Is this not the surprise?" She raised an eyebrow playfully, finishing the chocolate and reaching for another.

Jordan's face fell for a quick second. "No? Of course not!" they stammered, regaining their composure quickly. "Come on, dress warmly. Hurry up." They tossed a hoodie towards her from the closet.

"Shower first?" Marie yawned, walking over to pick up her towel and shower bag. "Wake myself up?

Jordan's lips twitched.  “Yeah sure, just hurry up,” they lightly tapped their feet, a bit impatiently.

“Oh? Thought you’d want to join me?” Marie smiled over at them as she walked out the dorm.

Jordan blinked a bit, before quickly rushing after her. They wouldn’t mind another shower.

Marie's hand slipped into Jordan's as they walked towards the parked car, their steps light in the pre-dawn silence. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and damp earth, and the first blush of pink was just beginning to tinge the eastern horizon.

Jordan's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. They had "borrowed" their dad's prized possession, a gleaming 1974 Jaguar E-Type, for this date. Their parents were out of town for the weekend, presenting the perfect opportunity to “borrow” the car. They’d probably get caught but it was worth it.

As they drew closer, the sleek lines of the car and the low growl of its engine sent a shiver down Marie's spine. Her eyes widened in surprise and delight. "Jordan," she breathed, "holy shit?! Who’d you steal this from?!"

Jordan winked. "My dad. Try not to get any scratches on it" they replied, throwing open the passenger door with a flourish. The plush red leather interior welcomed them like a warm embrace, contrasting the cool night air.

The cool leather of the car enveloped them as they slid into it. Jordan settled into the driver's seat, their fingers instinctively finding the familiar contours of the smooth gear shift. A playful smile tugged at the corners of their mouth as they leaned closer to Marie, giving her a quick kiss to the cheek.

"Buckle up, princess," they whispered, their voice barely above a murmur. The words sent a shiver down Marie's spine, a delightful counterpoint to the goosebumps raised by the early morning chill. With a flick of their wrist, Jordan brought the top down, and the car was suddenly bathed in the soft glow of the sky.

As they pulled away from the dorm parking lot, the asphalt shimmered with the light of the car’s headlights. Headlights from oncoming cars sped through the darkness, and the city buildings around them loomed over them.

"Our ETA is about 40 minutes, give or take, shouldn’t have any traffic," Jordan said, her voice barely above a whisper as she navigated the quiet streets. "So just relax and enjoy the ride."

Marie leaned back in the plush leather seat, the warmth of the car engine slowly chasing away the early morning chill. Her gaze drifted between the city lights fading one by one and the vast expanse of the dark sky, where stars still sprinkled the sky and the moon shone bright.

A comfortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the rhythmic hum of the engine and the soft sound of wind against the open windows. The air carried the faint scent of coffee from the picnic basket nestled in their trunk.

After a few moments, Marie's voice broke the quiet. "Can I drive on the way back?" she asked, her eyes sparkling as she ran her hands over the interior of the car.

Jordan chuckled, a warm sound that echoed through the car. "Absolutely fucking not," they responded, their gaze fixed on the winding road ahead.

"Come on, Jordan," Marie sighed, her voice tinged with mock irritation. "You’ve been teaching me to drive for like what, four months now? I’ve gotten much better, you said so yourself.”

Jordan glanced at her with a small smile. "True, but until you’ve learned to not hit a curb when making a right turn, your hands will never meet this steering wheel," they teased, recalling back to the last time they let Marie drive their car. Luckily for them, the scratches weren’t too expensive to fix. "This beauty deserves a skilled hand on the wheel," they smiled, ignoring the whack Marie gave them at their comment.

“I’ll let you drive my car again,” they added when they could feel their girlfriend pouting in their direction. 

"Deal," Marie quickly agreed. “No fucking take backs, you offered,” she grinned at them happily, bouncing around a bit in her seat. 

As they drove deeper into the city, the buildings grew taller and closer, their glass catching the first hints of dawn. The air vibrated with a particular energy, a quiet hum of anticipation flowed between the couple.

Finally, they reached their destination – a secluded hilltop overlooking the city. Pulling over with a gentle turn, Jordan turned off the engine. The silence that followed was calm, broken only by the chirping of birds and the distant rumble of the waking city below.

The dawn chorus swelled as they exited the car, the air cool but thick with the promise of warmth. Marie gasped, her hand flying to her mouth in awe.

"Wow," she breathed, her eyes wide as they tracked the fiery orange bleeding into the purple canvas of the sky. "This is... beautiful. So worth waking up early for."

She walked towards Jordan, the rising sun illuminating the soft contours of their face. They stood bathed in the pre-dawn glow, two figures silhouetted against the breathtaking backdrop. Marie pulled them into a close hug, the warmth of their embrace grounding her in the moment.

"How did you find this place?" she asked, her voice hushed.

Jordan chuckled, their eyes twinkling and a small smile dawning on their face. "I was just exploring this side of the city one day, stumbled on it. Figured it might be the perfect spot for our date."

A pout formed on Marie's lips. "Perfect spot? Perfect spot for a first date?"

Jordan squeezed her tighter, their eyes holding a teasing look. "Maybe," they admitted with a grin. "To be honest, did bring someone here like two-three years ago."

Marie feigned mock outrage. "Other people? Wow, Jordan, talk about romantic."

Jordan rolled their eyes playfully. "Oh, plenty of people," they teased, reaching around to grab a picnic basket from the back of the car. "Sometimes even multiple at the same time." they gasped sarcastically.

Before Marie could retaliate, Jordan leaned in, their lips meeting in a sweet kiss that chased away the chill of the morning air.

"I’m kidding," they said, pulling away with a smile, shifting into their female form. "Let's eat I’m fucking hungry."

Marie followed them, muttering a playful "shut up" under her breath. Jordan had already spread out a blanket on the ground, transforming the hilltop into an intimate outdoor breakfast. As they settled down, Jordan began unpacking the basket. There were two sandwiches, each made on flaky croissants, and an array of fruits – including, of course, pineapple, Marie's absolute favorite. Two steaming mugs of coffee, now more lukewarm but it’s fucking whatever. 

Sunlight poured over them, warming their faces and bathing the food in a golden glow. As they ate, sharing bites and laughter, they watched the sky transform, the orange deepening to fiery reds and pinks, then melting into a soft, ethereal lavender. The city below them slowly awoke, its lights blinking out one by one like fireflies in the night.

Jordan paused mid-sandwich, a playful glint in their eyes.  “Just letting you know,” she started, voice laced with humor,  “I bought this food and am willing to admit it unlike a certain someone…” she trailed off, her gaze shifting pointedly towards Marie.

Marie, feigning innocence, pretended to be engrossed in her pineapple slices. "I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about," she huffed, clearing her throat nervously. 

“The pancakes you ‘made me’,” Jordan chuckled, putting air quotes around the words. “So good by the way, it tasted like the IHOP pancakes we had just last week.”  

“How’d you know,” Marie smiled sheepishly at them. 

"One," Jordan held up a finger, “I know you can’t cook for shit. Two," another finger joined the first, “Saw the IHOP bag in the trash in your dorm when I was on your scavenger hunt.” 

“Let’s just pretend I made them, hm?” Marie smiled, leaning her body against theirs.

“Sure,” Jordan responded simply, offering her a bite of their sandwich. As they settled back against the blanket, sharing food and laughter, a comfortable silence fell. The warmth of the sun kissed their faces, prompting Jordan to capture the moment with their phone. Stolen kisses, quiet conversations, and the simple joy of each other's presence filled the air. Each glance at Marie sent a warm tremor through Jordan's heart. She looked effortlessly beautiful, even in her casual God U hoodie, the morning light highlighting the soft strands of her locs. Unable to resist, Jordan captured a few candid photos, her sleeping form nestled soundly on their shoulder. Jordan loved this, the moment, the food, her. God they loved her. 

With a gentle nudge, Jordan detangled themself, careful not to disturb Marie's peaceful slumber. A small grin spread across their face as they reached into the car trunk, getting their hidden present – a small, velvet box wrapped in a beautiful ribbon.

“Jordan?” She turned, eyes widening in curiosity. "Something wrong?" she asked, a sleepy smile gracing her lips.

“Did I wake you? I’m sorry,” Jordan asked, walking closer. They kept the box hidden, adding to the intrigue.

“Nah, ‘wasn’t really asleep. Whatcha got back there,” she strained her neck to see what was hidden behind their back. 

Jordan chuckled, kneeling down in front of her. "Just another little something I thought you might like," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Marie mirrored their movements, shifting onto her knees to meet their gaze. "Another gift, huh?" she raised an eyebrow playfully. "Are you trying to spoil me, Jordan?"

Panic momentarily seized Jordan as they watched Marie reach for the smaller, already unwrapped gift. "Wait, shit, hold on!" they blurted, scrambling towards the car trunk with a haste that almost sent them stumbling. A silent chuckle escaped their lips as they unearthed the bigger, forgotten present.

Returning with a sheepish grin, they held out the wrapped package. "Okay, this time for sure. Open this first."

As Marie peeled away the paper, their explanation unfolded. "It's a skateboard," they announced, watching her eyes widen with surprise and delight. "No more stealing mine, whenever you wanna practice.”

Their words were barely out before a delighted laugh filled the air. Marie flipped the board over, revealing a bold black inscription on the underside: "I love Jordan."

She burst into another peal of laughter, throwing her head back and shaking it playfully. "Well, I do love you, Jordan," she admitted, leaning forward to plant a wet, affectionate kiss on their cheek.

Taking Marie's hands in theirs, they held out the smaller box they'd almost forgotten. "And," they said, their voice filled with anticipation. "I got you this."

Marie’s eyes widened as she carefully unwrapped the small box, her fingers trembling slightly. Inside, nestled on velvet, lay two rings. They were unlike anything she'd ever seen before. The inner circle, forged from a dark, meteorite material, held a mesmerizing depth. Surrounding it was a band of black tungsten, sleek and modern, grounding the otherworldly center.

"Jordan..." she gasped, her voice choked with emotion. "Is this a...?"

Jordan chuckled nervously, their gaze flickering away for a moment. "No, no, it's not that," they rushed to assure her. They are both way too young to get married. They moved around a bit, shifting to their male form, feeling extremely vulnerable.  "I just... for weeks, I've been trying to find the perfect thing for you, something special. But everything seemed too fucking generic, too impersonal." He took a deep breath, searching for the right words. "Then I remembered that time you wore my ring and didn’t give it back until a week later. Anyways, the next day, I saw these and... well, here we are."

With a hand still shaking slightly, Jordan lifted one of the rings. "It's a promise ring. Matching ones, actually. I know, I know fucking corny," they continued, the nervousness creeping back into their voice, "and there's no guarantee what the future holds, whether we'll be together forever, even friends. But..." they closed their eyes for a beat, then opened them to meet Marie's tear-filled gaze.

"You make me a better person, Marie. You're my anchor, the one who puts up with my shit and loves me even when I'm... well, me. The thought of a world without you, without Marie Moreau in it... it's fucking terrifying. You mean everything to me, baby, and..." they stammered, suddenly flustered. "What I'm trying to say is..."

Before they could complete their jumbled thoughts, Marie reached out, her fingertips gently brushing the sides of their face. The touch silenced them, conveying a thousand unspoken words more eloquently than any speech. She leaned in, their kiss soft and full of unspoken promises.

Pulling away, she smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "This is perfect, Jordan. You are perfect."

Relief washed over Jordan's face. "Thank fuck," they laughed, a nervous edge still lingering in their voice. “Cause I can’t return these,” they laughed, slipping the ring on Marie’s finger. 

Marie took a picture of their hands after Jordan put on their own, sending it to Emma saying something along the lines of “she’s gonna fucking freak.”

"This has been..." she began sliding into his lap, her voice soft and laced with contentment, "a perfect start to Valentine's Day. Part two," she added, wrapping her arms around him with a playful wink.

Jordan's heart skipped a beat. They leaned up, fingers tracing the soft curve of Marie's jaw before cupping her face. Their eyes locked, unspoken emotions swirling within them. Then, gently, their lips met. The kiss was slow, tender, at first before the intensity grew like a rising tide. Marie's hands entwined in Jordan's hair, pulling them closer, deepening the kiss. Their lips moved in perfect synchrony, intoxicating each other with a passion that had been brewing beneath the surface for far too long.

Their hands roamed freely, exploring familiar territory while discovering new sensations. Jordan's fingers traced delicate patterns along Marie's back, sending shivers down her spine. Marie's hands tangled in Jordan's hair, pulling them closer as if trying to merge their very souls together.

Jordan's hands slipped underneath Marie's hoodie, their touch sending a surge of electricity through Marie's body. She gasped into the kiss, her breath mingling with Jordan's as their tongues danced in a fiery embrace. They slid their hands up Marie's back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the blanket. Marie gasped against their mouth, surrendering herself completely to the passion that enveloped them. 

With a sudden urgency, Jordan gently pushed Marie back onto the picnic blanket, their lips never parting. Their bodies were meshed together of need and longing, each touch fueling the want that consumed them. 

Marie moaned softly as Jordan's lips trailed down her neck, their teeth gently grazing her delicate skin. Jordan's hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of her body, sending ripples of pleasure racing through Marie's veins. They shifted into their female form, hastily removing Marie's sweater in the process. Their eyes met again, before Jordan dipped their head, taking Marie's left nipple into their mouth. 

Marie's back to arch off the blanket. She cried out, her nails digging into Jordan's back as their lips continued to move in perfect harmony. Jordan's fingers teased and pinched Marie's other nipple, creating waves of pleasure that washed over her. 

Jordan couldn't help but feel a surge of desire at the sight and feel of Marie beneath her. Her heart raced, and her breath quickened as she continued her exploration of Marie's body, mapping every inch with tender kisses and skilled touches.

As Jordan suckled Marie's nipple, they slid a hand down Marie's stomach into her pants.  Their fingers met the moist and eager folds of her pussy, teasing and probing, sending Marie into a frenzy of desire.

Her hips bucked beneath Jordan's touch, her breath coming in short gasps as the pleasures intensified. "Jor-dan," she moaned, her voice barely a whisper. "Please..."

Jordan chuckled softly, their lips leaving Marie's nipple to trail down her chest, over her stomach, and finally, to the juncture of her thighs, slowly pulling her pants down her legs, and leaving them tangled on the blanket beside them. Jordan's breath was warm against her skin, and she could feel their eyes on her most intimate part. A shiver ran through her as Jordan's fingers traced lightly over her folds, making her moan softly.

"Please, Jordan, I need you," Marie whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. Jordan chuckled softly, their lips brushing against her clit in slow, teasing circles. Marie's hips bucked beneath them, her body arching off the blanket in search of more.

Jordan's fingers slid inside her, their movements slow and deliberate. "You feel so good," Jordan whispered against her skin, their breath hot and sweet against her thighs.

Marie gasped at the sensation, her body responding to the gentle invasion with a rush of pressure and desire. They thrust their fingers in and out, their rhythm picking up pace until her hips were bucking wildly against their hand.

"Oh my god..." she pleaded, her voice breaking with need. Jordan's fingers moved in sync with their mouth, their lips and tongue exploring her most sensitive spots. Marie felt like she was on fire, her entire body alive with the sensation of Jordan's touch.

"Fuck," she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing. Jordan chuckled softly, their breath warm against her skin as they eagerly went back to eating her out, their tongue darting and flicking against her clit. Marie's body shook with pleasure, each touch sending shivers through her. Her hips bucked wildly, driving herself closer and closer to the edge.

Jordan groaned at the feel of Marie's hands tugging their hair, happily lapping out the juices that left Marie's cunt. They removed their fingers from her, both hands moving to spread Marie's thighs further apart. 

With their face now firmly planted between Marie's legs, Jordan's tongue probed deeper, their lips sealing around her swollen clit. They suckled hard, their tongue flicking back and forth, and Marie arched her back, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Her orgasm seemed to climb slowly, building and building until it finally reached its peak. Her body convulsed with wave after wave of ecstasy as her juices flowed freely, coating Jordan's face. She cried out Jordan's name, her voice echoing through the quiet morning as she rode out the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

As she panted, trying to catch her breath, Jordan slowly pulled away from her, crawling up Marie's body until their faces were inches apart. Their eyes met in lustful appreciation, the euphoria of the moment written clearly in their gazes. 

Their lips met once more, tongues tangling in a passionate kiss that mirrored the one before. Jordan's hands roamed over Marie's body, tracing the lines of her beauty, and Marie felt as if she were glowing from the inside out.

Their hearts pounded in sync, their breathing becoming heavier as desire took over. Jordan's hand now found its way back to Marie's sex, her fingers slipping between her folds, finding her clit once more. Marie moaned softly into the kiss, her hips bucking involuntarily against Jordan's touch. 

Marie hastily took off Jordan’s sweater, wanting to feel her chest against her own as she continued fingering her. Their hands intertwined, pulling them closer, and Jordan's fingers became more skilled, moving with precision, caressing every part of Marie's most sensitive spots. Marie's mind was a blur of lust and pleasure, each touch from Jordan sending her higher and higher, until she could feel the edge of her second orgasm approaching.

As she panted, her breaths becoming shallow and fast, Jordan moved their lips from hers to whisper in her ear, "I want you, Marie. I want you so much."

Marie couldn't even respond, all she could do was nod in agreement, her entire body trembling with anticipation. Jordan's hands worked furiously between her legs, their fingers dipping in and out of her. Their chests rose and fell together, and Marie leaned up to kiss them softly once more, her lips brushing against their ear. "I need to feel you Jordan," she whined, tugging at the waist of their jeans.

Jordan grinned, their heart racing just as much as Marie's. They removed their hand from between Marie's legs and reached down to pull off their jeans along with their underwear, kicking them to the side. 

Marie reached a hand up, hands dipping easily into Jordan's pussy. She felt the dampness and warmth, her fingers sinking in deep. Jordan's hips bucked involuntarily, a soft moan escaping their lips. 

"Shit," she mumbled underneath her breath before removing Marie's fingers from her. They lined their own pussy over Marie's own dripping one, leaning down their lips met again for a brief moment as they locked eyes again. Jordan slowly began to grind against Marie, her hips moving in a rhythm that was equal parts need and desire. Marie's fingers dug into Jordan's back, her nails leaving small marks.

As their bodies moved together, Jordan's hands roamed Marie's body, caressing every inch of her skin. Their fingers traced the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, and the delicate line of her collarbone.

Marie bit her lip, her nails digging into Jordan's back as their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, their eyes never leaving each other's. "Fuck, Jordan... you feel so good..." Marie moaned, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their bodies colliding.

Jordan's head fell back, teeth grazing her neck as they picked up the pace, their hips shifting back and forth in a slow, sensual dance. Their breaths were ragged, their hearts pounding in rhythm with the thrusts. 

Jordan's hips continued to grind against Marie, the intensity of their connection growing with each passing moment. Their breaths were now ragged and shallow, their bodies slick with sweat as they moved together.

Marie's hands roamed down Jordan's back, gripping their ass, pulling them closer. She wanted to feel every inch of Jordan's body against her own. Jordan's fingers intertwined with Marie's, their hands guiding each other's movements.

Their kiss deepened, their tongues dancing in a passionate embrace. Jordan's hands slipped from Marie's body, one moving to cup her face, the other sliding between them, teasing her entrance. Marie whimpered softly, her hips bucking against Jordan's hand.

Marie's fingers tightened in Jordan's back, her body arching to meet theirs with every thrust. "I love you..." she moaned, her voice full of longing and passion.

Jordan grinned, their eyes fluttering shut as they continued to grind against Marie. Their hips picked up pace, their movements becoming more urgent as their desire grew. The sensation of their bodies pressed together was intoxicating, and they couldn't help but let out a low groan, their hips bucking wildly against Marie. "Fuck I'm gonna cum,"  they panted, their eyes meeting once again as they rode the edge of their desire.

Marie felt the same feeling rising within her, her body trembling with every thrust. She wrapped her arms around Jordan's neck, pulling them closer to her, their bodies melding together perfectly. Their kiss deepened, their tongues tangling in a passionate exchange that mirrored the one before.

Jordan's hands slid down Marie's back, gripping her hips tightly as they began to move faster, their bodies slamming together with each thrust. The sensation was overwhelming, and Marie felt herself reaching the brink of orgasm. "Oh my God," she moaned, her voice hoarse with need. Jordan's eyes fluttered shut once again as they continued to grind against Marie, their hips moving in perfect sync. Their mouths met once more, their tongues darting and flicking, their bodies moving in together.

She let out a ragged moan, her body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure. "Jordan... shit," she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their bodies colliding. 

Jordan's eyes glistened with lust, their hips moving raggedly with her own. They leaned down, their lips brushed against Marie's ear, their breath hot and heavy. "Cum for me, Marie."

Their words were like a trigger, and Marie felt herself tipping over the edge. Her hips bucked wildly, her body convulsing with wave after wave of ecstasy. She screamed Jordan's name, her orgasm building and building until it finally reached its peak.

As her body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm, Jordan continued rocking their hips against Marie, reaching their own orgasm.

Their eyes locked, each feeling the intensity of the other's orgasm, and they both let out a low, guttural groan, their bodies quaking together in the aftermath. As they caught their breath, Jordan slowly pulled away shifting into their male form, their chests rising and falling in sync.

They rolled off Marie, sitting next to her and patted their lap. "Want you on top of me," he groaned, gesturing to his hard dick.

Marie nodded, her eyes glazed with desire, she stroked Jordan's chest, tracing the lines of his body. She slowly rose up, her hands gripping their shoulders as she positioned herself. Jordan reached up, guiding her hips, their fingers brushing against her sex, making her moan softly.

As they locked eyes, Marie slowly lowered herself onto Jordan's hard cock, feeling the warmth and thickness of it as it filled her up. She let out a small whimper as it stretched her, her hips adjusting to the sensation. Their lips met once more, their kiss deep and full of passion.

Jordan's hands gripped Marie's hips, guiding her every movement as she began to ride him. Their bodies moved in perfect sync, their hips slamming together with each thrust.

Marie leaned forward, her hands gripping Jordan's shoulders, her head falling back as she let out a low moan. She could feel Jordan's fingers digging into her hips, their breath hot against her skin.

Their kiss broke as Marie's hips picked up pace, her body trembling with desire. "Fuck Jordan," she moaned, her voice hoarse with need. 

Jordan grinned, forcing their eyes open as they continued to thrust upwards, meeting each of Marie's movements. Their breath was ragged, their hearts pounding in rhythm with the thrusts.

The sensation of Marie's body enveloping them was overwhelming, and every sensation Jordan felt was so fucking potent.

"Oh God," Marie moaned, her body arching to meet Jordan's every thrust. She could feel her own orgasm building again, her hips moving in a wild dance of passion and desire.

Marie's eyes fluttered shut as she felt Jordan's fingers caressing her breasts, her body trembling with each thrust. "Oh God," she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their bodies colliding.

Jordan's lips moved to her neck, their teeth grazing her skin as they whispered, "You feel so good, Marie."

Their hips continued to move in perfect synchrony, their bodies slick with sweat as they moved together. As their orgasm inched closer, Jordan's hands shifted, gripping Marie's hips tightly.

Marie's eyes met Jordan's, their hearts racing in tandem as they bore into each other's eyes, their bodies slamming together. Marie felt herself reaching the brink of orgasm, her body trembling with every thrust. 

‘Fuck, I'm gonna cum’ they thought before quickly flipping them over, Marie now on her back and them on top. Jordan's thrusts grew more intense with their new position, their hips slamming into Marie's with a feverish intensity. She screamed out Jordan's name, her nails digging into their shoulders, her body arching up to meet their every thrust.

Jordan's breaths grew shorter and heavier, their eyes locked with Marie's as their bodies shook in pleasure, necklace moving with each thrust. They grabbed both of her legs, placing them on either side of their shoulders. 

Raising their hips, they plunged deep into Marie, feeling the delicious tightness of her body around them. Her moans echoed in their ear, driving them wild with desire. Their cock throbbed with need, yearning for release.

His hands gripped Marie's thighs, pulling her closer, his hips never stopping his rhythm. The passion between them was palpable, fucking electric.

"Y-yes, Jordan," Marie begged, her voice a pleading whisper. Her nails dug into their back.

Jordan's hips moved in a frenzied rhythm, their breaths ragged and uneven. They could feel their own orgasm building, the sensation of Marie's body surrounding them overwhelming.

"Oh fuck" he panted, his voice full of emotion. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues tangling together as they moved in perfect sync. Jordan's hips picked up pace, movements becoming more urgent as their orgasm grew closer.

Their moans filled the air as they rode the edge of their desire, their bodies trembling. Jordan's eyes fluttered shut, their body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure. They knew they were close as well, their hips slamming into Marie with an almost animalistic ferocity. Their breaths grew ragged, their heartbeat matching the rhythm of their thrusts. Jordan's lips moved to her neck, their teeth grazing her skin as they whispered, "You feel so good, Marie."

Their hips continued to move in perfect synchrony, their bodies slick with sweat as they moved together. As their orgasm inched closer, Jordan's hands shifted, gripping Marie's hips tightly.

Marie felt herself reaching the brink of orgasm, her body trembling with every thrust. "Oh Jordan," she whimpered, her voice mingling with their own ragged breathing. They both reached the edge, their bodies shaking with the intensity of their release. Moans filling the cool air.Their hips bucked wildly, their bodies trembling with wave after wave of ecstasy. They felt themselves reaching the peak of their orgasm, the pleasure building and building until it finally released them from its grip, cumming hard inside Marie's pussy.

Slowly, Jordan pulled out of Marie, their cock glistening with the evidence of their lovemaking. Marie's skin was flushed, her hair a mess of tangled strands. They both lay there, panting and gasping for air, their bodies still connected on a deeper level. 

After a moment, Jordan gently caressed Marie's cheek, their fingers tracing her features. "I love you," they said, their voice raw with emotion.

Marie smiled, her eyes shining with love and contentment. "I love you too," she whispered back, her voice just as hoarse as Jordan's.

They lay there for a moment longer, basking in the silence before Jordan spoke up.

"My balls are cold."

"Ruined the moment."

Woooo, I had a time last night! That's why this didn't come yesterday. Also haven't been on Tumblr all day so I didn't notice this hadn't posted?? What's the point of scheduling a post if it doesn't post....

but it is here now.

Happy Valentines Day!

[kismeticocean]

Finally have a sideblog to yell about MARIE and JORDAN. SOULMATES.

[apollo-1995-blog]

It's is crazy people hate Marie but u like cate u guys are all crazy but hey that your opinion that same girl who cheated on Luke the made him forget his on brother and then wipe her friends memories that same girl u guys like ok again that your opinion and it crazy u guys are mad that they have a black pretty girl the main lead u need to get a life u move on with your life and if u don't like it then watch something else yeah 👍

[pedro-pascal]

#wake up babe, new enemies to lovers dropped

GEN V (2023-)

[anakinism]

GEN V 1.04 The Whole Truth

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Good Omens won the THE 13TH BRITISH FILM DESIGNERS GUILD PRODUCTION DESIGN Award in the BEST PRODUCTION DESIGN - THE PLANET POSITIVE AWARD! :) WAHOO!❤

"Built in just 4 days without traditional materials, the set highlighted cardboard's aestethic appeal and potential to revolutionize film and television set design, emphasizin its cost-effectiveness, minimal environmental impact, and recyclability."

Bts photos from the making of the 1941 Soho :)

[beelze0-0]

Making a point

[ayoedebiris]

MARIE MOREAU & JORDAN LI GEN V | S01E05, Welcome to the Monster Club

[kittanthalos]

GEN V S01E03 | #ThinkBrink

[supagirl]

soft™

[clarkewayne]

Since when do you care about anyone not named Jordan?

Jaz Sinclair and London Thor & Derek Luh as Marie Moreau and Jordan Li in GEN V (2023 - present)

[violadvis]

JORDAN LI & MARIE MOREAU GEN V | S01E05 'Welcome to the Monster Club'

[wrongspacetime]

GEN V (2023–) | Marie & Jordan - Deleted scene