#my favourite songs change all of the time

[russo-woso]

Turned on by the simplest thing || Alessia Russo

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Request Breastfeeding kink gets turned on every time you go to feed she gets annoyed someone else is sucking your breast instead of her

A/N Now I debated whether to add something into this fic, and I asked my readers and you can see their responses here and here.

Warning smut 18+, breastfeeding kink, soft smut, cunnilingus, postpartum sex, insecurities

Summary Alessia gets turned on by the simplest thing, breastfeeding.

Alessia’s favourite part of your body was your boobs.

You knew that, she knew that, most people knew that.

In the changing rooms, she’d always get caught staring at your bra.

If you were lying in bed, she’d have her hands resting on your boobs.

If you were having sex, her mouth would always be latched to your nipples.

She just loved your boobs.

But there was a new person who loved your boobs just as much now, your newborn baby girl, Ava.

The first time you had to feed Ava was eventful.

The nurse was teaching you how to get Ava to latch on, Alessia was sat just watching, specifically eyeing your boobs.

But because she was so wrapped up in the moment of becoming a mama, she failed to notice that someone was slowly replacing her.

It wasn’t until a few weeks later that she finally noticed.

“Hi Ava, hi baby.” Alessia cooed, picking a crying Ava up and cradling her to her chest. “Let’s go see mummy, huh? She’ll feed you.”

Alessia walked out of Ava’s nursery, walking into the living room where you were sat.

“Hi, bubba.” You said, taking Ava in your arms and preparing yourself to feed her.

Alessia came and sat down next to you, helping hold Ava as you latched her on.

The room was silent apart from small hums of contentment from Ava as she drank.

You just so happened to look at Alessia to see her eyes drilled on your boob.

“What’re you looking at?” You asked, a smirk in your face.

“She’s stealing my job, your boobs are mine.” Alessia said, a pout on her lips.

“Lessi, baby, she has to do this.” You pointed out, a slight smile resting on your face.

“I know, but…”

“You can have them later, okay? When we’ve put her back down. As long as you’re gentle.”

Alessia’s eyes lit up, nodding her head eagerly before pressing a tender kiss to your cheek.

—

Ava had fallen back asleep and you’d managed to transfer her back to her nursery crib without waking her.

Both, you and Alessia, had decided to start getting Ava to sleep in her nursery during the day so when it was time for her to go from your room to her nursery, she would be comfortable in there.

You heard Alessia in the bedroom and so you creaked open the door, your heart swelling with love as you did so.

You watched as Alessia lit candles around the room, playing some relaxing songs through the Alexa.

“Baby!” Alessia whisper shouted, not wanting to wake Ava up.

You waited a while and then opened the door, pretending to be surprised.

“Lessi… you did this?”

“I want to show you how proud I am of you and how much I love you.” Alessia explained, wrapping her arms round you and bringing you in for a hug.

You responded by kissing her gently, all the love you felt for one another being poured into it.

Whilst kissing you, Alessia reached for the bottom of your shirt, gently pulling it over your head.

“Baby, listen, my body… it’s not how it used to—” you began, pulling away from the kiss.

“—Y/N, you really think I care about that? Pretty girl, you’d just given birth to our daughter. I don’t care what you look like. I love you no matter what.” Alessia said gently, your heart swelling with love.

“I love you so much, lessi.” You told her before reconnecting your lips in a passionate kiss.

Alessia guided you to the bed, unclipping your bra in the process and laying you down on the bed.

Alessia lips didn’t leave yours, even when she climbed on top of you.

Her lips travelled down to your boobs, gently kissing them.

“Fuck.” You hissed at the sensitivity as she licked your nipples.

“Do you want me to stop?” Alessia asked concerned, but you shook your head no.

Alessia continued sucking gently at your nipples.

You hadn’t realized straight away, but when you heard Alessia swallowing, you realized she was drinking your breast milk.

“Tastes so good, baby.” Alessia mumbled before sucking again at your nipple.

“Lessi, you’re drinking it?” You asked, shocked, but it came out as a moan due to the pleasure.

“Tastes too good not to.”

“Fuck, baby.” You gasped, finding the action hot.

Alessia hummed, satisfied, before moving down to your soaked core.

“Gonna be so gentle, love, I promise.” Alessia whispered, her tongue flattening against your folds.

You arched your back at the contact, having not felt it in months.

Alessia lapped at your folds before licking your clit.

“Feel good?” Alessia questioned, the vibrations of her voice clearly evident as jolts of pleasure ran through your body.

“Yes, lessi, feels so good.” You told her, your hand finding her hair.

Alessia stuck to your clit, thinking that you’d be very sensitive, due to the birth, anywhere else.

“Fuck, less — I’m so close, baby.” You warned her, pulling on her hair. “Please don’t stop, please.”

“Cum for me, pretty girl.”

You let out a cry as your legs spasmed around Alesia’s head.

She licked your juices before coming up to be level with your face.

“Thank you for being gentle.” You whispered, bringing Alessia in for a kiss.

You moaned as you tasted yourself on Alessia’s tongue.

Alesia’s lips left yours and travelled down to your left boob.

“Can I have some more?” Alessia asked and you nodded, resting a hand on the back of her head and playing with the baby hairs.

Just as Alessia began to suck, a cry was heard over the baby monitor.

You and Alessia both looked at each other and sighed.

“I’ll go get her.”

[weezeranitsweezy]

the WORST pictures of scott shriner u've ever seen, taken by me, @ their show in glasgow 2nite!!!

[steelycunt]

valentine’s day is approaching! and in that spirit, i am once again asking you all to tell me your favourite love song. furthemore, i have been asked by my editor (bless you, cheryl) to note that we are also taking love poems. if nobody answers, cheryl will blow my face off with a harpoon in front of all of you. its the season of love!

[strawberryfaced]

i just simultaneously cried and danced for the past 2 hours. i love u and everything but also fuck the world kind of. i am holding u so close to my breaking heart

[moonchild-in-blue]

ACTUALLY YOU KNOW WHAT????

I AM CURSING (/j) EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU FOR NOT TELLING ME THE ESPERAS WERE DOING AN INSTAGRAM Q&A????

Not. ONE. Of you. Shame and disgrace and dishonour upon you all (/jjjjj).

Not mad, just disappointed.

[quarterprioritymidnight]

Happy 10th Birthday, Pompeii (by the band Bastille)!

[sneez]

since i started testosterone in february i have been reading a stanza of andrew marvell’s poem ‘the garden’ every month to track the way my voice has changed. today i finished it :-)

[tagmusicblog]

discovering that the mountain goats did a cover of mutiny in heaven minutes before my shift begins. and now i have to wait 9 hours to get home and another 1.5 til the edible hits.

[reinedeslys-central]

songs to save the world

a series of lyrics I really like bc I've been meaning to get around to it

Find You, MONSTA X

"Will you let me live in a dream called you forever?"

"Wherever and whenever you are, I will find you no matter what

I'll hug you tightly as you did for me."

"Every day, every day, every day

I miss you until I'm tired enough to fall asleep

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow

Will I get to see you?"

"When I stay still and close my eyes, I can feel it clearly

Your temperature, the sound of you breathing, your tiny smile"

"You reach out your hand to me, who was filled only with wounds Putting the breath back in me who was dying You who gifted me with the world again, yeah"

"My every day spent missing you

Until I finally reach the place where you are

I won't stop, I promise you."

"Was this all meant to be our destiny?"

[the-casbah-way]

i will never forget the people i met at art school. the guy whose entire end of year project was an ice cube in a cupboard. the person regularly collecting their period blood so they could use it to paint the bird costume they were making for themselves. the bouncer who manned the art school bar at night who let me in for free once because i sucked his friend’s dick and he apparently gave me a really good review. the underground rock band who played a gig there once and asked me for directions and were so grateful that they weren’t lost anymore that they gave me a free copy of their ep and now constantly message me on instagram

[wavetapper]

ok SO FAR my top 5 from bof:nt have been uhhh

belle du nuit

volphantasia

morningloom

assault taxi

off-grid

[softquietsteadylove]

For the Singer/Bodyguard AU, what about Gil was injured protecting Thena in her tour and Thena was taking care of her, suddenly Gil asked if she could sing for him? I can really imagine him falling asleep in the middle of the song and Thena secretly kissing him🫣

"Oh, Gil," Thena sighed, sitting herself next to Gil, who was laid in one of the many beds on the tour bus.

After the incident that was having to intercept a fan charging the stage and ending up falling into the pit, Gil was on painkillers and bed rest for the night with a pulled shoulder and twisted ankle. Nothing that would put him out of commission for the rest of the tour, but enough that Thena hadn't left his side for a moment.

The rest of the crew was divided up into making sure no one approached the tour bus, getting food, breaking down what of the stage and equipment had to go with them, and etc.

"Stop making that face."

Thena opened her eyes - interrupting her misery - just to glare down at him. "What face?"

"That face," Gil looked up at her, turning his head while the rest of him felt loosey-goosey. "That's your worrying face."

"I don't have a worrying face."

"You do, it's that one," Gil pointed out, and it did ultimately get a laugh out of her, however weak. "You get that face when you're preparing for a live performance, or when you have to do an interview, or when you have to go to some party."

"You make it sound as if I do nothing but worry all the time," Thena frowned down at him (as she pulled the blankets higher up).

"Well, not all the time," Gil sighed as she adjusted his pillows for him too. He nestled into them with a contented smile.

Thena's face hovered somewhere between a contented frown or an unhappy smile.

"It's my job, you know."

"Your job is to keep me at a distance," she whispered, wilting on her perch on the edge of the bed. "Not to get hurt doing so."

"My job is to protect you, Thena." Gil pulled his good arm out from the blanket, although she tried to stop it as he did. But he let her take his hand, just so he could thread their fingers together. He caught her eye, hoping she would really listen to him through all those voices in her head. "My job is to keep you safe, and I'd do anything to accomplish it."

"Gil," Thena started.

But he shook his head, "no arguments. I'm in charge, and I say that tonight was a good night."

Thena pursed her lips, trailing her eyes from the shoulder he couldn't lift above his head to the ankle he had limped back on. "I disagree."

Gil took in her pinched lip and the little knot between her brows. He shuffled on the bed again. "Sing something for me?"

"What?"

"I'm-" Gil paused to yawn in the middle of his sentence, "beat. You're already here--sing something for me? Just a little something?"

"Like what?" Thena laughed, although her hand wandered up to brush over his cheek.

Gil let his eyes drift closed with the picture of her looking at him like that in his mind. "Just whatever you sing when we're in the car, or when you're brushing your hair."

Thena smiled. Gil was drifting off to sleep, or at the very least doing a pretty good job of pretending he was. She never thought of it when she sang lightly throughout her daily life. But of course Gil would notice. He probably noticed it was usually the same song, too.

She hadn't released it, yet. She might never, really. It was just a light little tune that had come to her one night while in the limo with him. It was back when they had just started working together, and they were just talking about nothing at all.

He had held out a hand without a second thought. She hadn't understood at first but he offered a gentle smile, "your jewellery. You're dying to take it off, right? I'll hold onto it for you."

It was such a simple little thing. Her ears were both double pierced, but any other ear cuffs or third piercings were just for show. And she didn't wear much jewellery herself because the clasps just irritated her skin.

She had just stared, pulling off the ear cuffs, the extravagant - excessive - golden necklace, the bracelets--all of it. She handed them over to Gil, who slipped them all into his inside pocket.

"Kingo can blame me for them being tangled," he excused, already knowing she would be worried about it.

And ever since then, she had been humming her sweet little tune to herself whenever her mind strayed to her head of security.

"I spy, with my little tired eye, tiny as a firefly... "

Thena ran her fingers through his hair, singing the light tune as his breathing evened out. It wouldn't have surprised her if he had been faking being tired enough to sleep just to put her at ease. But soon a light snore came from him.

It was hard to sing when she was smiling so much.

The short song ended, but Thena remained leaning over him. He must have been truly exhausted to drift off just like that. Not that she wasn't, herself--they were all exhausted from touring. But Gil especially didn't get the rest he deserved, she was sure.

Thena tilted her head at him, tucking some hair behind her ear. He looked sweet, lying there with his face totally relaxed. She didn't get to see it that way often. He could look so serious when they were working, but she also knew it to be laughing and smiling just as often.

She liked his laugh. She liked his smile.

Thena leaned over, touching her lips to his. Just on a whim--just an idea that popped into her head. Just...the littlest of little kisses.

She liked it.

"You guys okay in here?"

Thena rushed to stand up, whacking her head off the roof of the bus bed on her way. "Shit!"

"Thena?"

"H-Hey," she smiled as the rest of the crew filed onto the bus with their spoils. She held her hands behind her back, walking towards the end of the bus with her bed and its curtain. "Find everything okay?"

"Yeah--hopefully the next stop has more open at this time of night."

Thena just nodded, hoping the faintness of the bus lights would hide the burning in her cheeks.

[rucow]

pisces placements rly are the most "you'll never know how i really feel about you" sign.......... the image we show u depends entirely on *you*. on how you treat us, how trustworthy we feel that u are.... we mirror ur energy back at u. if ur superficial and don't have any sort of emotional depth, neither will we. if all u talk about are ur emotional troubles and how sad u are, we'll be there to empathise and relate to u. you wouldn't know that we actually don't even like u. water is a reflective surface after all

[jacksintention]

Tragedy Trio week ~ Indescribable horrors + Unimaginable Wonders

This is an attemp at Lacie’s song. I always imagined the song having sad strange lyrics that Jack would not fully come to understand until much later. I liked to imagine the song talking about the beauty of the Abyss and its light, as well as its overwhelming loneliness; a song about Lacie’s own isolation as well as the Core’s. Weird lyrics easy to forget yet with a repetitive simple melody easy to remember, and able to fit in a pocket watch.

For Pandora Hearts Month 2022 @phmonth2022 @i-prefer-the-term-antihero

[exopelagic]

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