#tenderis

[neonsbian]

HENDERY & TEN | She A Wolf The Show 04062024

[henlex]

What is going onnn???

[poppinlovemp4]

wayv have been baiting so much recently like soooo much. yaoi demons

[yutas-eyebrow]

The way he looked at the camera, tendery has me losing it

[misswoozi]

🦒 anon here and I just took an edible so here we go! Since we are fresh from the NCT NATION concert (and the upcoming encore screening on Sunday in theaters), I'm going to go with the guys from WayV and ask, on a scale of M to L who would be the one to record vids during naughty times?

TIME FOR HIGH WAYV DISCOURSE??? YES PLEASE!

okay so most to least likely to be recording videos of him and his partner...

Kun (I think he's into this but only when he's in his ✨ rare ✨ dom!bottom moods)

Lucas

Xiaojun

Yangyang

Winwin

Ten

Hendery

[zheyuann]

❛ nightmare before christmas is a christmas movie. it’s literally in the title! ❜

" ¿en die hard john mcclane muere? ¡no! el título no siempre es descriptivo. ¿por qué no ponerle 'jack skellington se cansó de halloween'? que tenga canciones, un traje de santa y luces no la vuelve navideña. ¡es un esqueleto! nai, debes aceptarlo; estás terriblemente equivocado y no hay manera de que la veamos. " brillante idea entraría en su mente después de recordar una de sus películas preferidas. " ¿y si vemos die hard? ¡está situada en navidad! " / @naiirx .

[kafsho]

[sunmisbf]

[liu-yu-xin]

Watching tendery in she a wolf practice video and it myst besaid. Ten is a master of on screen yaoi bait. A real craftsman. He has finger on the pulse he knows what the people want and he delivers because hes a professional

[neonsbian]

[parasolfrill]

tenderie LIZLISA   ジャケット

[ladynightshade30]

Master/Servant

Author’s Notes: So, according to the kinktober list I am mainly going by tomorrow is breath play but that is a bit too close to choking in my opinion so I think I am going to do corruption. 

Eadwulf was tossing some logs into the fireplace when Ivar ambled into the room. He collapsed onto a nearby chair with a grunt of effort.

“Everything alright?” she asked as she wiped her hands on the over dress.

“Just take off my braces,” Ivar demanded.

Eadwulf frowned grabbing the supplies she would need before moving to kneel in front of him. Carefully, she removed the braces from his legs from there she gently pushed the pants up. Slowly, she took the cloth from a bowl of warm water and carefully started to clean his legs. She hummed softly as she then diligently massaged some oils that would help with the pain into the skin before wrapping them mindfully in bandages. 

“Is there anything else I can do for you my Prince,” she asked as she gathered her materials up before standing.

Ivar was silent for a moment as he stared up at Eadwulf his blue eyes calculating as he considered her. “Take off your clothes.”

“My Prince?” 

“Take off your clothes, Christian.”

Carefully Eadwulf stepped out of her shoes as she undid the belt that was wrapped around her waist and let it fall to the ground before moving on to the over dress. She paused briefly in the act of pulling up her dress when Ivar cleared his throat expectantly. 

“I’m waiting.”

Slowly, Eadwulf pulled the dress over her head and leaned over to remove her stockings. 

“Now the other one,” he ordered.

Eadwulf sighed before stealing herself as she leaned down and pulled the underdress over her head standing their nude. She blushed as Ivar’s eyes flickered over her form, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.

“Get on the bed and get under the covers,” he ordered.

Nodding she carefully climbed onto the bed squeaking when he slapped her on the rare as she did so. Looking at him she slipped beneath the furs and waited for his next movements. She watched as he removed his over coat and shirt before joining her in the bed. He climbed on top of her, settling between her legs as he ran his hands through her hair. 

“Kiss me,” Ivar ordered.

Eadwulf leaned upward and pressed a chaste kiss against his cheek. 

He scowled. “I didn’t mean that sort of kiss. Do I scare you, Christian?”

“No, my Prince.”

“Then kiss me, like you mean it.”

Eadwulf flushed but cupped his face as she pressed a tentative kiss against his lips. He deepened the kiss pressing her head into the pillows. His tongue licked her lips and slipped inside when she gasped in shock. He entangled his tongue with hers, pulling back when it became hard to breathe. 

“There we go much better,” he purred, staring down at her and licking his lips as he stared into her eyes. “Now, undo my belt and push my pants down.”

“Yes, my Prince.” she whispered as she trailed her hands down his chest to his stomach before she proceeded to what she had been ordered to do. 

“That’s enough,” he said, once she got the pants about half way down his thighs. “Touch yourself. I want to hear you when you pleasure yourself.”

“Where?”

“Between your legs. There is a nub there circle it with your finger.”

“My Prince-.”

“Do it!”

She shuddered. “Yes, my Prince.”

Eadwulf slowly moved one of her hands down her body and biting down on her lower lip slipped her hand between her legs.

“Did you find it?” he asked with hudded eyes.

Eadwulf licked her lips but nodded. “Yes my Prince. I found it.”

“Good. Now play with it and don’t be shy.”

Eadwulf nodded again and slowly began to circle the small bump she found with her fingers. Pretty soon small tenderials of pleasure began to trail up her spine and she found herself gasping at the feel of it.

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes, yes, my Prince.”

“Do it faster.”

“Yes my Prince.”

The movements picked up speed and her breathing became erratic as Ivar suddenly pressed a finger inside her causing her to cry out in surprise at the intrusion. He grinned and started thrusting his fingers in and out of her opening until he heard the tell tale sound of her pleasure. 

“Now, touch me,” Ivar ordered.

Eadwulf nodded as she removed her hands and started stroking his chest and back with the tips of her fingers. 

“Not what I meant,” Ivar snarled.

“Then where?”

With an impatient grunt Ivar removed his hand from where it was between her legs and snatched up her hand shoving it against his erection. “Stroke it. Carefully.”

“Yes my Prince.”

Slowly, Eadwulf began to stroke the hard length she found between her hands looking for a rhythm that would please him. Finally, she seemed to stumble across one that had his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he went back to playing between her legs. His hips moved rapidly against her hand chasing a release before coming in her hand. 

He hoovered over her for half a moment before staring at her a smirk forming on his face. “Lick it Christian.”

“I-.”

Ivar’s eyes narrowed and Eadwulf yanked her hand into her mouth licking at the sticky substance she found there. 

“Good Christian,” Ivar said. “I wonder if I should reward you for being such a good girl. What do you think?”

“Whatever would make you happy my Prince.”

Ivar chuckled before thrusting abruptly inside her causing her to cry our in both surprise and pain as he started up a violent rhythm. Eadwulf wrapped her arms around him as he thrust in and out of her without mercy ignoring her cries until he could no longer handle it, kissing her fiercely. Finally, he came once more and his thrusts became slower as his kisses became gentler. When he felt her shudder against him he drew away, kissing away her tears.

“Are you alright?” he asked as they lay there in a tangle of limbs of furs.

“Yes,” she breathed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. 

“Are you sure?”

She smiled. “I’m fine.”

“What about you? How is your pain?”

“Manageable.”

“Should I rub some of the special salve on you?”

“No, it’s fine.”

Ivar pressed another kiss against her lips before slipping inside her again. Her eyes fluttered slightly as he started a slower rhythm. 

“I love you,” he whispered against her lips.

“I love you too,” she breathed.

@youbloodymadgenius

[poem-today]

A poem by Sophie Klahr

Tender

I spend late morning weeping with the news: a black bear with burnt paws is euthanized along the latest wildfire's newest edge.  It was crawling on its forearms, seeking a place to rest. I Google more; reports leak out: the bear had bedded down behind a house, below a pine, to lick is paws. In hours before its end, officials named it Tenderfoot, though some report just Tender. Later, I will teach a class where we'll discuss the lengths of lines in poems. I'll say a sonnet is a little song to hold a thing that otherwise cannot be held: a lonely thing; a death; a bear.

Sophie Klahr

More poems by Sophie Klahr are available on her website.

[balkanskapravila1371]

KAMIONI ORUŽANIH SNAGA PREVOZIĆE GLASAČKE LISTIĆE? Propali tenderi za distribuciju izbornog materijala za predstojeće izbore u BiH

https://www.novosti.rs/republika-srpska/vesti/1408031/kamioni-oruzanih-snaga-prevozice-glasacke-listice-propali-tenderi-distribuciju-izbornog-materijala-predstojece-izbore-bih

[kafsho]

[xhemilbeharaj]

SPAK “bën pis” Portin e Durrësit/ Shpërthen afera shqiptaro-malteze e kontenierëve

Alket Bedini, Rafael Rexha, Besian Hereni dhe Endri Sofija ishin anëtarët e Komisionit të Vlerësimit të Ofertave në tenderin 37 milionë euro për menaxhimin dhe operimin 5 vjeçar të kontenierëve në Portin e Durrësit. Të gjithë këta, tani kanë filluar të hyjnë e dalin në zyrat e SPAK. Arsyeja është se tenderi kontrovers po hetohet. Kallëzimi penal për tenderin e menaxhimit të kontenierëve në…