I will be moving blogs soon. Those who still wish to interact and write with me, send me a message and I’ll give you my new url. I have my reasons for moving, but I’d like to keep them to myself. Thank you!
I’ll probably log out of this account for good at the end of the year.
officially logging out, thanks for the good times on here!
Brayden smirked, turning his head to take in the other male fully. More like, to appreciate him. Licking his lips, he takes off the hat that was a little big for his head, and he steps closer to Mason. He pretends to be bashful, fluttering his eyelashes dramatically. “What do you mean? I…I think you’d better show me.”
Mason snickered as his arms snaked around the taller male’s neck, “Oh, I’m pretty sure you know what I’m talking about.” He sported a teasing grin as he sealed their lips in a kiss, dragging his fingers under Brayden’s clothes to slowly caress his skin.
“We can do a little bit of both.” By now, he had clearly gathered that the two women were onto him. He could try to avoid it, but Sofia was certain that he would break at some point and try to interrogate the women. When that did happen, they would make sure he did not get out of this as easily as he might have thought. “But let’s go after him now to make he doesn’t sneak out of the back door.”
Arielle dipped her chin in a nod, “Okay,” her lips curled into a small smirk. Does the man think that the both of them were dumb? She wrinkled her nose, “You know what we should do? Knock him out and tie him up in a chair. There’s no way he could run then and he’d be forced to answer our questions!” She grinned as she stood up, “We deserve so much better.”
Propped up in bed, head resting on his hand, Mickey watched Ian as he slept peacefully. Small, intimate moments like this didn’t happen often in their relationship. Even when they did, Mickey tended to fuck them up. But he did enjoy them when they occurred, like this. When he could just watch the redhead sleep.
It was bittersweet, though, because today was the day that Ian was going back to the North Side. It saddened him, not that he’d ever say that. He enjoyed his time with Ian. So much so, in fact, he was falling for Ian, though that was another thing he’d never admit.
Reaching out, he ran a hand through Ian’s hair, still amazed with just how soft it was. It was amazing how gentle Ian seemed at times, how innocent, and yet how rough and not innocent he could be. It was one of the alluring things about Ian.
He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before moving to grab a cigarette, lighting it up. He leaned against the wall, eyes closing as he took long drag, trying to think about literally anything but Ian’s leaving.
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Ian had spent an entire week, plus minus a couple days, on the south side of Chicago with the other half of his family. Usually, he’d spend only a day or two, but this time he decided that it wouldn’t hurt to stay a little longer. Hanging out with the Gallaghers was always entertaining. Things on the south side are definitely more interesting compared to the north.
He had been spending his time with Mickey Milkovich lately, a lot more than he usually would which amazed him. He and Mickey were like night and day, it’s hard for them to get along, their interests differing from each other, but somehow, they seemed to fit each other perfectly.
Ian had fallen asleep after a long day, feeling exhausted as he completely knocked out on Mickey’s bed. His chest was rising and falling steadily, lips parted just slightly and you could just about hear the soft snores of the ginger.
After a while, he woke up, brows furrowed as he stretched his limbs. He emitted a soft groan as he cracked his knuckles, only to find the jet-black haired male at a distance. “Mick?” he murmured as he rubbed his eyes, “What time is it?” he asked, voice still heavy with sleep.
I will be moving blogs soon. Those who still wish to interact and write with me, send me a message and I’ll give you my new url. I have my reasons for moving, but I’d like to keep them to myself. Thank you!
I’ll probably log out of this account for good at the end of the year.
If there’s anything Raphael doesn’t like, it’s disappointing those he loves and cares about and he can’t help it but feel like he’s disappointing Zach right now. “I’m okay, just really busy with work.” He nods at the second question. “Hm, yes, what about—” Raphael cuts himself off as he notices his brother approaching him. “Fuck, Zach.. I have to go. I promise I’ll call you tonight?”
There’s a small smile on his lips, but it soon disappeared at the other’s words. “Oh,” he pursed his lips. “Okay, be safe. I love you.” Zach clenched his jaw as he hung up, tossing his phone on the couch. He learnt to not keep his hopes up because hell, he never knew what would happen when it comes to Raphael.
a moment or two passed in suspended animation as garrett stared across to madeline, until his brain caught up and he made a quick oh! face. grabbing the napkin with a thankful sound, he patted the area she’s pointed out. ❛ i mean, ❜ he said with a sheepish tone, ❛ if you’re eating ribs and you don’t make a mess, you’re doing it wrong… ❜
Maddie smiled, a light chuckling slipped past her lips as she nodded in agreement. “True, you can’t fully enjoy them if you’re trying to keep things clean.” She had ditched her utensils, opting to use her hands instead as she lifted her shoulders in a small shrug. She nibbled on the piece of meat, “So what have you been up to lately, hm?”
“ I love your big hands all over my ass.” [ ty to gael ]
I will be moving blogs soon. Those who still wish to interact and write with me, send me a message and I’ll give you my new url. I have my reasons for moving, but I’d like to keep them to myself. Thank you!
I’ll probably log out of this account for good at the end of the year.
He tilts his head at that, brow arching up along with his curious grin. “Well what kinda questions do they ask? Maybe it’ll go by easier if y’have all the answers memorized and tucked away.”
Fabian lifts his shoulders as he sighs, “Do you have a girlfriend? Why do you only go out with boys? Do you need me to arrange some kind of counselling session?” He rolls his eyes, “Honestly, it’s getting ridiculous.”
40-50 for luq
as requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
The boy was trembling a bit but not because it was cold, mainly because he was both excited and nervous at the same time. Kai would have his adolescent hormones to praise for this little effort, at least Youngjin had accepted it and not made a fool out of the boy. Nevertheless, he had approximately fifteen minutes to mentally prepare himself before the boy showed up.
[ kai ] maybe i will, but only because you asked so nicely ;) [ kai ] i’ll meet you at the door, it’ll be a breeze [ kai ] drive safe <3
He opened up the door to his room and padded down the hallway to the front entrance quietly, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He was currently wearing his favorite gray sweater and some shorts, hair just messy enough to pass for charming.
[ youngjin ] i’ll be looking forward to that then ;) [ youngjin ] see you soon, babe! <3
It didn’t take him long to reach the campus. Youngjin parked his car at the block next to the school before he made his way to the entrance, hands tucked inside of his pockets. He soon spotted the other before he jogged closer, looking around before he tugged Kai closer by his waist, leaning in to steal a kiss from his lips. “Took you long enough,” he chuckled, nuzzling into the younger’s neck.
