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I’m still alive, just been killed by work the last two days. I’ll be back on first thing tomorrow ! 

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dontyoueverplaywithguns​:

Cordelia Chase looked slightly uncomfortable as she looked at the Slayer. She wasn’t completely sure about this but who the hell could she go to? She was the best option. Her rather than Buffy, anyday. “I need your help.” she crossed her arms, trying her best to front her ‘sassy bitch’ image.

Faith’s brows rose and fell in the same breath, what on earth could Cordelia Chase want from her? “Uh huh... And what exactly do you need help with.” The answer of course would determine if she was even willing to help. She could see there was clearly something wrong - nevermind the fact that Cordelia standing at her door lent to that fact all on it’s own - but she appeared to be her old self. “Come in, I guess.” She stepped back further, allowing her the room to enter. 

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poeticnightmxre​:

An instant chuckle fell from Jordyn’s lips and then her shoulders lifted up in a shrug. “You are, just wait,” she trailed off as she ran a hand through her hair and began to slowly shake her head in amusement. “Yes, that’s exactly what I am doing, is it working?” The smile growing across her lips. Raising her brows at the next statement, her head tilted to the side, her gaze lingering on Alex. “Oh, really?” She whispered before their lips crashed together and she didn’t hesitate to kiss back. “Since when do you need an actual excuse to kiss me?”

Alex pretends to think about the question. “Mm, yes it’s totally working.” Alex grinned as a smile spread over her fiancé’s face. The kiss broke and she found herself shrugging at the question. “Since you brought me out to bowl, like it was a first date and all.” She teased. “Thought I’d play into it.” 

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wondcrsmoak​:

Sawyer smirked to herself, loving how easy it was to drive the woman beneath her to load moans. She pulls her fingers out, and then back in starting a steady hard pace. “As you wish, darling.” She says pulling away from the now soaked nipple. She wanted to watch her come undone. Curling the fingers inside other woman with each thrust she lets her eyes trail over her body, watching the heavy rise and fall of her chest with each breath that she took. Woman was beautiful. 

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FAITH LEHANE in every episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer: ↪ 3.21 "Graduation Day (Part 1)“

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wondcrsmoak​:

olivia watches carefully as the other strips naked. her beautiful body was exposed to her and all she wanted to do was touch her, run her tongue through her body, but right now olivia couldn’t do anything, she was just following instructions from her lover.

“ i’m so wet just for you “ she says, trying to hold a few loud moans caused by the brunette. “ fuck, oh yes… “ she wants to be fucked by her, but that foreplay is killing her. “ eat my tits, please. make me yours “

Sawyer laughs into her neck at the course of reactions she was causing in the other woman - this was going to be fun. She makes a note to make her be quiet the next time they do this, but for now she’d give her all she wanted. 

“Fuck.” she husks out at the response she gets to her question. She Isn’t usually one to do as she’s told but this time she allows it. Moving her head she bites down on one of her nipples, soothing it with her tongue in the next breath. Without warning she moves on of her hands to Olivia’s center, pushing the underwear to the side enough to slide two fingers into her. 

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wondcrsmoak​:

olivia kisses her partner deeply, but the next moment she’s on the table with her pants off. how did it happen? she doesn’t know and she doesn’t care. the blonde placed her spread legs around the other’s waist and pulled her closer. the thought of sawyer grinding her slowly made her even more wet. “ can you take your clothes off? “ she asked. “ i want to see your body fucking mine. “ she said while trying to catch her breath.

Sawyer laughs gently as she’s pulled into her, loving the way those legs felt around her. She didn’t want to step back from her, but does so at the request. She pulls her shirt off, glad she’d foregone wearing a bar that morning. When she bends to slide her jeans off, taking the underwear with them, she doesn’t take her eyes off of Olivia’s. Once free of her clothing she steps into those legs again. She feels like her skin is on fire and moans as she feels the wetness through the other woman’s panties against her stomach. 

“Are you wet for me?” she asks bending over her and pressing a kiss to her collarbone, then another higher until she can nip at her neck. Her hands slide up Olivia’s thighs, nails digging in the entire way. 

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torrential-karma​:

Ellana stood. She did not stand for everyone. Never for men. She was happy to exploit this small dominant tradition to start a trend. There were two motivations for standing now. The first was that this woman was worth standing for. The second was that she wanted officer Finley to get a good look at her. Ellana was quite aware of the effect this dress had on people. It snugged perfectly in all the right places without showing too much skin. Just a scant above the knees. Just a hint of dip into pale cleavage. The roughed capped sleeves showed off pale arms carved delicately from some sort of discipline.

One could not have guessed her age by her body, but there were very fine and thoughtful lines just starting to catch hold at inquisitive brows and the corners of her bright blue eyes. The deep chestnut brown of her hair had only gone darker since her teens and her crazy joyful days in the sun before everything got so complicated.

So Ellana stood and held out a hand to Ms. O'Mally, frankly intrigued by just what sort of handshake it would be. Ellana had no intention of trying to muscle the Officer, but she made certain her placement and pressure were perfect.

“Indeed. And you are Finley O'Mally, I presume.” She let go her grip, and flicked her fingers at her waiter. She’d tipped him well and early on, wanting to have him at her disposal. He wove his way across the room just seconds later as she and Finley sat down, asking what the Officer would have to drink.

The woman stands to her full height, which is slightly under her own, and Finley doesn’t hide the fact that her eyes are drawn over the length of her and that dress. There’s a moment where she fears she’s under dressed, but its fleeting, over showed by the beauty on display before her. Her predisposed thoughts to blind dates also thrown to the wayside. 

She took hold of the offered hand, not at all surprised by the firm grip, which she returned, and shook firmly. There was a confidence in it that Finley appreciated - not many dared to touch her firmly as an officer. It was refreshing. 

“The one and only.” She replied smiling wide. She resigned herself of her previous nervousness, deciding that even if this didn’t go anywhere she would likely be in for a good evening. 

She does arch a brow at the way the waiter seemed to easily come to nothing more than a nod. She assumed they’d spoken before she’d arrived. “Red wine, please.” She answers tucking one leg over the other under the table - countering any nervous bounce they may take before it can happen. It was a silly thing and contradictory to her unwavering nature on the job, but outside of work all nervous energy from the days came out thought movement. 

She turned her attention to Ellana. “Not to be assumptive but how is it a woman as beautiful as you needs to be on a blind date?” Perhaps not the best conversation starter, but Finley hated small talk, she liked to get to know someone from the get. The fact that she could compliment her in the same breath a happy accident.  

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wondcrsmoak​:

the feel of her fingers playing with her nipples made her moan a little bit louder, that was fucking gold. she could feel her own underwear getting so wet just because of her lover. soon enough, she felt how her breasts were being played with, so the blonde tilted her head backwards, closing her eyes and enjoying it as much as she could. “ take me to the table, fuck me in the table “ she asked, almost begging.

She toyed with the idea of making her wait, of playing this out longer, but the way she’d just asked her to fuck her blew all logical thoughts away. “With pleasure.” She answers before kissing her again, pulling her along with her until she feels the table hit her ass. Once there she spins them, lifting the other woman onto the table. Without warning she pulls away, tugging at her pants until they are off, tossed away with out thought. “you’re fucking gorgeous.” she says from above her. “

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Open Starter M/F/Nb demon... whatever suits your fancy. 

Faith took a step back from the door she’d just pulled open, a little shocked at who was standing there. “Been a while. What the hell ya doin’ here?” 

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wondcrsmoak​:

olivia could feel the other one staring at her breasts and her body but she was enjoying it. feeling appreciated was one thing that she enjoyed that much. biting her own lower lip, the blonde placed the other girl’s hands pretty close to her breasts, but not right on top of them.

“ you know you can touch as much you like, right? “

She allows her hands to be placed just under her breasts, but still doesn’t touch. “And I will.” She teases, moving her fingers to pinch at the hardened nipples. Had she not been waiting as long for this she would have made her stop entirely before touching her at all, but the warmth spreading through her at a rapid pace pushed need above her control. Reaching around her with one arm Sawyer pulls them flush together, keeping on hand over her left breast, squeezing roughly as she pulls her into a bruising kiss. 

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wondcrsmoak​:

olivia couldn’t hold back the soft moan that came out of her mouth as soon as she felt that grip on her ass. her hands started to rise up to sawyer’s shoulders, holding onto them tightly, but the blonde made sure that her breasts were rubbing softly against the other’s.

“ as you say, gorgeous “ she complys, getting a little distance so she can strip out of her shirt, showing her breasts only covered by her bra. “ wanna take this off as well? “

A triumphant smirk plays over Sawyer’s face at Olivia’s words - she was already in control. Not that she always required it, but seeing a beautiful woman listen to her every command had always got her off in a way that other things couldn’t. 

She arches a brow, not hiding the appreciative look at the little she could already see of her. “Mhm, I definitely do.” She cocks her head not wanting to wait even the next few moments to see all of her. To touch her, taste her. Maybe she’d thought about this very thing far too long. 

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lilahemorgan​:

She smiled again and got up from the chair. “Maybe.., but I’m not sure we’re quite that lucky.” She nodded when he said they had to help Sam control her powers so no one got hurt. She nodded again when he explained how much he’d told Willow. “Right,and I don’t care what she thinks about it, I just want to know if she’ll help with Sam.” It was only half true she did care a little about his former friends judging her based solely on her old job.

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He leans himself further onto the desk when she rises from the chair. “I didn’t think you cared at all about what someone else would think about you.” He teased. “Should we possibly reattach the dolls head before trying to speak with a toddler about her new found magical powers?” Perhaps jokes were not the best option, but he liked seeing her smile. “I’ll call Willow right after the little one gives us something I can tell her.” 

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wondcrsmoak​:

being held by sawyer in that tight grip turned her on more than she would have imagined. that passionate kiss was enough for her to want to get rid of all of her clothes, but she didn’t do it yet, probably her lover was going to do it herself.

“ oh i’ve been waiting for this for a long time “ she says quietly. she places her own hands right over sawyer’s, lowering them a little bit, at least until they met her ass. “ touch me as if you want to fuck me. “

The air had changed around them and Sawyer didn’t need to hear just how much she was affecting the other woman, the look in her eyes was more than enough.  She smirks at the comment because she’d been waiting probably just as long. Olivia moves her hands and she waste no time in gripping hard onto her ass, pulling her in again. “Like this?” She questioned before biting down on the soft skin of her neck, knowing it will leave a mark. Hopefully one she could look at in the days to come. She needed more of her, however and the clothes they were wearing were becoming a fast annoyance. Stepping back she tugs at the hem of Olivia’s shit. “Take it off.” It was a subtle demand, seeing how far she could press her luck - and just how much she may listen. 

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wondcrsmoak​:

“ alright, then “ olivia knew something was going to happen between them, but she didn’t know it was going to happen that soon. the blonde didn’t even wait for the brunette to come back to her original place, instead, she walked seductively to her now-lover and kissed her in a passionate way, making sure her body was well pressed against sawyer’s.

She met Olivia in the kiss, paying no mind to the fact that anyone passing by that cared to look in may be in for a show. A moan died out in her throat when she feels Oliva pressed firmly against her. Her skin hummed in anticipation as she reached down and grabbed her at her hips. She pulled her impossibly closer and broke the kiss. “Seconds thoughts, now would be the time to voice it.” She whispered against her eat, finger tips digging into her hips firmly. 

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wondcrsmoak​:

olivia was really astounded the moment she felt the other’s lips pressing theirs. without skipping a beat, the blonde kissed her right back, placing her hand over her cheek to keep her close, she didn’t want that kiss to end at all.

“ how about you get my cute ass right there? “ she asks in a subtle whisper.

Sawyer ducks, meeting their eye, a question masking her own. Maybe it didn’t need an answer. “Thought you’d never ask.” her voice rasped out, slightly out of breath from the kiss. 

She pulled away from Oliva, albit reluctantly, and made quick work of reaching the front door, flipping the open sign, and the lock in quick succession. She turns, and stalks back to the other, a devilish grin on her face. 

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Phoebe Tonkin for ELLE US Magazine (2020)