price who cuddles with you in bed at 5am, long before you have to start getting ready for work at 7am. slightly propping himself against the headboard while you are clinging to his side, one leg draped over his to rest between his thighs. his arm is slung around your shoulder as his fingers play with the strap of your nightgown.
the sun is barely up yet, but the sky slowly changing from the dark of night to softer tones of blue. the sheer curtains allowing the faint light to start brightening the room, making it easier to see each other. price’s lips pressed to your temple before he grabs where your jaw meets your neck to turn your head to look up at him. instinctively you close your eyes, expecting to feel the scratching of his beard on your skin any moment. and when you do, your lips are quickly met with the warmth of his. both of yours dry from sleep but the sliding of tongues and him sucking on your bottom lip playfully changes it to a wet one.
his arm furthest from you reaches to grab the leg draped over him, pulling it gently to guide it over his lap completely - positioning you to straddle his lap. your hands gently hold his waist as you lean down and keep the kiss locked. his hand still holding the side of your neck, the other resting on your thigh as he inches his hand under the nightgown that has already started to push up your body from the position your in.
your hips rocking gently back and forth against his cock covered by his boxers. the only piece of fabric that separates any skin to skin contact. he pulls back from the kiss, fingers sliding to grasp your hair as he presses your foreheads together. his mouth parted as he lets out ragged breaths, eyes closed from the arousal building as you move your hips. his palm sliding from your thigh to grab your rear, pulling you forward and back at a increased rhythm. when his eyes opened, his pupils were completely dilated - lust taking over any rational thought in his brain. “‘gon drive me fuckin’ insane, y’know that?” he muttered, pulling your head back towards him to kiss you.
Okay I know reading cap's mind doesn't work but what if Billy's mind wasn't as protected. Like imagine if the jl got shunted into Billy's mind (idk he wasn't answering his comm so they went to check and got waylaid by sivana or something) and like.
Captain marvel, THEIR all powerful world famous behemoth of a man, sitting at a little fancy tea table, sipping from a floral tea cup: what are you doing here
i know everyone talks about how heartbreaking mikey’s “papa🥺” was in splinter’s final death BUT we don’t talk enough about mikey throwing himself over splinter’s body when he first kills him, wrapping his arms around him and openly sobbing his heart out…..
I feel deeply for Brennan throughout Neverafter because I know the pain of creating a cool magical plot artefact for the players and then having them experiment with it in ways you weren't expecting and having to deconstruct your own game's world logic to figure out what the fuck happens as a result
"Don't make this into anything it's not" says the formerly evil guy, locking the good guy up so he can go and draw the bad guys away from their hiding spot, "that would be so embarassing," (kisses him on the mouth), "for you, I mean, don't misunderstand this or anything haha" hides him in the most secure place he can find & fucking leaves to protect him