if i send this to nike do i get free stuff

Who doesn’t know that, you want to buy something, but you are broke or you can’t afford it! Here are my tips to save money so you can buy the thing you desired for a long time or for a trip!

  • Don’t buy a phone with contract, that’s extremely expensive! For exemple, you want an iPhone and you absolutely need a flatrate/data plan, buy it separately! You can’t afford to pay your phone once, pay every month 35 €, more or less, the more you pay per month, the more relieved you will be financially. Most of the electronics shops offer 0% interest, since it’s a small credit. You need a data plan or similar contracts, buy a prepaid card and it top it off when you need it. You will save so much money, because prepaid cards are way cheaper than contracts. Here is an exemple: most of the high end phone contracts with data plan and stuff costs around 35 to 50 €/month. Most of the time the contract last 24 months. If you pay 45,90€ a month, after 24 months it will cost you overall 1106 €. Depending how much you use internet/phone etc… You can save around 300 €.
  • Who still uses SMS/Phone, use WhatsApp or the dial function on WhatsApp (most of my friends uses whatsapp), you will save so much money on phone contract.
  • If you a « light » data user when you are outside, search a provider that offers you free data in exchange you will have some ads. I use Netzclub (German provider, it’s cooperating with O2). They offer 100 MB. Sometimes I top it off to have 500 MB (around 6-7 €). I pay most of the time 15€ every 6/8 months.
  • Pick out carefully your clothes , where you know you will never get bored with it + it’s awesome for the environment + you will have more storage in your room. Invest in « good quality » clothes, with that I mean mostly clothes made with « cotton », they last forever!  I have clothes that I wear since 6-7th grade (not kidding), good pair of jeans/cardigans/shirt… Don’t buy cheap clothes (like Primark, similar shops) They don’t last you forever, imo, the style is awful, of course there are some good stuff at Primark, but it’s rare, check if it’s cotton etc. Buy your clothes only when it’s « sales time », most of the items will not go away, also applies for the size (@shops like Zara, Mango etc.)
  • When you go out, you don’t need to buy something to eat or drink all the time, organise a picnic with your friends or bring your own food if you don’t eat at the canteen in school, you will save up your lunch money for other stuff . Have always something to snack or a bottle of water with you.
  • Buy everything online, it’s way cheaper! Especially clothes & make up (not always, mostly high end stuff), way cheaper than in store! Brand shoes like Doc Martens, Adidas etc… can get super cheap if you keep an eye on it: check Amazon, Asos, Urban Outfitters (I found Doc Martens for 40 € once, Nike for 5€, not kidding)
  • You don’t have a credit card, no problem use PayPal or a prepaid credit card!
  • Avoid shipping fees, by looking for the same product on other shops, most of the time the product I want to buy has like 4 € shipping fees on Amazon and on Ebay there is none + the product is cheaper!
  • Use sites that compare prices, some of them use the « alarming » system per mail to warn you when it’s reached it’s cheapest price.
  • If you are a student, living alone, keep an eye on food offers, their supermarket leaflets, buy your food at discounters, you will save a lot of money.
  • If you are an european student (it’s more the case in Germany), use your bike, you will save a lot of money on public transport + it’s awesome for the environment + it’s really healthy.
  • If you want to save money you need to be patient!

  • Take the Bus (if you have the time), they are super comfortable (imo), have WIFI (basically life…) & it’s way better than high speed trains (you don’t have a lot of place to stretch and you don’t have wifi). It is super cheap too. (I think it’s more established in Germany)
  • Compare the prices of high speed trains or regional train; same for flight tickets on the internet! (In Germany, there is this Sparpreis Ticket for the ICE, and you can save 60 - 100 € most of the time, but concerning the hours you have to be flexible)
  • Buy all your tickets/ do you reservations all in advance! It’s way cheaper.
  • Travel as light as possible if you can, you can save money on luggage at low cost airline (like Ryanair, Germanwings etc…)
  • Sleep at Hostels + where breakfast & dinner are included, you will save money on food while you are travelling and you meet a lot of nice people at Hostels. It’s a great way to make friends and learn to know the people there, so you will not do the typical tourist stuff.
  • Do your hostels reservations on websites like hostelworld/hostelbookers, where you pay a deposit, if you don’t have the money now, but later. You will pay in cash when you arrived or in case you can’t make it, you will have you deposit back (it depends what deposit you took).
  • If you want a calm environment or not share you room except with your friends, check Airbnb and split off the price of the accommodation with your friends(extremely cheap) or look at hotels where the price is for a room (3-4 max) and not per person, look at Ibis Hotel or Ibis Budget Hotel!
  • If you are sleeping at hostels, bring a padlock with you for your locker!
  • Buy an Interrail Ticket if you are travelling in different countries in Europe.
  • Try to combine Bus/Train if possible (ex: in Germany, Switzerland, Austria, UK, Poland etc.) you will save a lot of money there too.

I hope these tips were useful! I worked really hard on it. It would be awesome to hear your feedback, just send me a message!

cosmog’s fashion shopping guide

ITS ELI!! ive been wanting to share my stores n tips for a while so… here goes. if u want more stuff lmk tho! these rnt all of my links (i left out all of my accessory+bags+jewelry+make-up stores especially so i might make a separate post 4 those) and i can give recs for specific styles/looks/items/budgets/etc bc i have a place(s)…..4 everythinggg


  • make an amazon wishlist (or a few!) to organize what u want. get the browser extension tht lets u add from websites other than amazon!
  • read reviews and customer feedback if theyre available to u!!! i literally……dont even consider buying something online w/o reading reviews if im unsure tbh. theyre rlly helpful.
  • be wary of buying rly cheap clothes on sites like amazon, sheinside, and choies, theyre often pretty bad quality and not what is advertised. ive been burnt before and trust me its better to get something better quality than to get something u can never wear bc it isnt made right!
  • consider basics first! think abt some pieces that are going to be the lynchpin of your wardrobe. u can pair more out-there pieces w/ them and theyll give your looks more versatility in what u can make!
  • good colors for basics are neutrals and a bit of colors you plan to wear a lot of.
  • thrifting is….so good if ur on a budget and even if ur not!!! u can find so much in thrift stores…..go thrifting
  • dont trust letter sizes. take your bust, waist, and hip measurements, and use every store’s individual size chart!
  • if youre debating between getting something a size smaller or a size larger, always go larger
    if u have a tailor available to u make use of them!! if u have a garment that u love but it doesnt fit u quite right u dont have to send it back!
  • make outfits while u shop! dont just buy pieces by themselves unless its something ur specifically looking for
  • if u have nowhere to start look at a store’s lookbooks, new in, and bestsellers
  • some websites also have features where u can shop the entire look the pictured model is wearing, or looks from their instagram, which i <3 to utilize!!!
  • take inspo from celebrities, instagrammers, and models! a rlly good way to get started is recreating looks uve seen before, esp if u have no idea what youre going for with a new outfit! 
  • i have an outfit curating instagram @stylegrinch and u can also find me on polyvore @solgaleo !
  • speaking of polyvore, its a really cool site for curating items and stuff into outfits!
  • use the extension honey to get huge discounts on most online stores!! it searches for all available coupons for u and stacks them if it can.


  • $ = mass market (forever 21, h&m, etc)
  • $$ = contemporary (urban outfitters, topshop, etc)
  • $$$ = designer (michael kors, etc)
  • $$$$ = haute couture (versace, oscar de la renta, etc)
  • favorites are italicized! 

price marks are dependent on what is being sold; a price mark for a store selling glasses for $100 will be different than a store selling a romper for $100.


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My First Kiss at the Public Execution - 5

PART 1 - PART 2PART 3 - PART 4  - PART 6 - PART 7 - PART 8 - PART 9 - PART 10 - PART 11

a/n: yeah i know it’s short, but idgaf, enjoy

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Warning: NSFW stuff 👍👍

Eric X OFC // Divergent Trilogy

word count:  3,450

i saw the sky split in two
one half jealous
and one half cruel

“So, Mott,” Nike began after a lull in conversation. My head snapped up looking to the tall woman, she was a few years older than me, as was Kelly, who’s kitchen we were standing in around the island drinking. They were both friends of Mae who was next to me, munching on some crackers as I took a sip from the bitter brown spirit in my glass. I had been quiet for most of the evening, not really familiar with anyone here.

I wasn’t sure why I had let Mae drag me along. I had been planning on curling up after finishing my dinner when Mae sat down across from me in the mess hall. It was a spur of the moment decision, she asked me to join her and I thought it wouldn’t hurt, but now I questioned that.

“Is it true?” Nike asked, raising her eyebrows so they disappeared under her bangs. I looked to Mae unsure of what Nike had meant, “The stuff everyone’s saying about you and Eric.”

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See You Again

Anon request: Hey! Can you, please, do an one shot where the reader is a burlesque dancer on a famous house and one day Foggy and Matt got an invitation after a good work from the house owner and the reader ends meeting Matt after the show (or idk help do your lovely magic) and they turn a fluffly couple (and foggy trying to understand what matt do to always get the pretty girl) ???? LOL i just wanna a matt murdock one shot sorry

**took some v loose inspiration from P!ATD’s “But It’s Better If You Do” about a cabaret for setting GO LISTEN IT SETS THE MOOD*


“A blind man at a burlesque house? Well, I’ll be damned.”

You smile as the dark-haired patron swivels at the sound of your voice and you take the empty seat next to him, crossing your fishnet-clad legs and staring at him curiously.

“Is this some kind of act to get sympathy or are you actually blind?

The man chuckles with a low whistle at your bluntness.

“Wow, you go right for the kill, don’t you? I thought burlesque was in the art of the reveal.”

You can’t help but smile at this good-natured stranger, resting your chin on your hand as you reply coyly.

“The rules change when you’re not on stage. So, what is it?”

The man smiles back and removes his glasses, revealing surprisingly warm eyes whose pupils are fixed; unresponsive to the changing lights in the room.

You make a quiet, “hm,” of recognition before you press on, curiosity getting the best of you.

“ Then why come here? For our titillating soundtrack?” You deadpan as Selena Gomez’s “Good For You” echoes throughout the room as one of the younger dancers performs.

You’re surprised when the man mirrors you, resting his hand on his chin with a smile.

“You’re not going to ask how I became blind? That’s a new one.”

“Well, it’s new for someone who can’t see to come watch women dance,” you counter smoothly, thoroughly enjoying the banter you have with this blind man – who you actually find to be fairly attractive.

Matt finds you attractive as well – your refreshingly upfront nature, the sparkling inquisition in your voice, the way you shift your toned body in your seat toward him in a surprisingly innocent manner – you’re just thoroughly curious about him.

“Can I get your name before I answer you?” he posits, giving you a shy grin that has you rolling your eyes but laughing.

“Y/N.” You slide your hand across the table to where Matt’s rest, clasping one in your palm; your pulse quickening as he squeezes back in a handshake.

“Matt. And I’m here for him,” he says, nodding off to the side of the stage where a slightly chubby, yet adorable blond man stands gazing in incredulous appreciation for the dancer on stage.

“Boyfriend?” you ask, further intrigued.

Matt laughs and shakes his head. “No, but he is my partner. We’re lawyers. I believe you know our client, Stanley Forgazzi.”

As if on cue, there’s a shattering of glass followed by a drunken bellow of laughter followed by some rapid Italian. The owner, your boss, Stan, is rising to his 80-year-old something feet, pushing his glasses up his thin nose and gesticulating wildly.

“I trip, I trip, it’s no problem, yes? We just buy more liquor! Drinks on me, everybody!”

You close your eyes and sigh collectively with ten or so other dancers milling about, shaking your head at your endearingly idiotic but well-meaning boss.

“You were saying?” you ask Matt, rubbing your temples in exasperation.

Matt tries to keep himself from laughing and you appreciate it; it’s basically fallen on you and your fellow workers to keep your boss from accidentally burning the place to the ground.

“Well, Stan came to us needing some legal help … it doesn’t really matter for what, but we knew he was innocent and he was pretty grateful that we proved that so he invited us over for free. Foggy-” he motions at the cheerful blond in the corner - “was too excited but he didn’t want to go alone, so, here I am.”

You open your mouth to respond but stop as you notice Stan wobbling his way up to the stage, the music dying down as the young dancer makes her way off stage.

”OH SHIT, I’m up!”

You stand up abruptly but bite your lip, torn by your desire to learn more about Matt. He’s nice, he’s smart, and he’s a good friend – you sure as hell wouldn’t go to a burlesque show if you couldn’t see what was going on.

”Hey, Matt, thanks for putting up with me badgering you. I’d say enjoy the show but -” you shrug your shoulders and laugh, unsure of how to continue.

Matt gives you another one of his bright, sweet smiles and you can’t help but smile back.

”Don’t worry, Y/N. It was nice meeting you. And-” the switch in his tone sends something stirring inside you- “I may not be able to see, but my imagination still works just fine.”

You smirk broadly, running one manicured hand lightly across his neck and squeeze his surprisingly strong bicep.

“Well then, have fun thinking about me, Matthew.”

You saunter off to the stage, still smiling as you see Matt’s newly flushed but grinning face turned directly toward you.

Matt may not be able to “see,” but when you start to dance to Panic! at The Disco’s “Death of a Bachelor,” it’s clear to see that you’re dancing for him.


“How do you know her?! Foggy demands, sliding down into your recently vacated seat, staring wide-eyed as you wink at both him and Matt, running your hands through your long hair as you sway seductively to the music.

Matt takes a sip of his Macallan and tries not to laugh at the incredulous exasperation that reads plainly on his best friend’s face.

“I don’t really, she came over to talk and -”

“Of course she did,” Foggy groans, dropping his forehead onto the table with a comical thud. Still resting there, he continues: “How is it that you’re blind and you always get the pretty girls?”

Matt laughs, clapping Foggy’s shoulder sympathetically. “I didn’t get her, Foggy, we just talked. She was funny and -”

Foggy cuts Matt off again: “And beautiful and a burlesque dancer and, I’m guessing, highly available.” Foggy sighs, snatching Matt’s Macallan and taking a long sip. “Twenty bucks you two end up dating.”

Matt rolls his eyes and shakes Foggy’s hand. “You’re on, buddy.”

Your song ends and you walk off stage grinning, making your way backstage to change as your shift has just ended. You throw on a hoodie and joggers over a sports bra and lace up your bright Nikes, taking a quick look in the mirror before you make your way back into the crowd.

“Well, looks like you’re going to owe me that 20 bucks soon, handsome,” Foggy whisper yells into Matt’s ear as he sees you making your way over. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Lucky son of a bitch,” he grumbles before grabbing his jacket and making his way toward the exit.

You sit down in Foggy’s empty seat, tapping Matt on the shoulder.

“Hey! Did you have fun imagining me up there?”

Matt nearly chokes on his Macallan – something you don’t miss – and you smile as he responds:

“Foggy yelling at me for how gorgeous you are gave me more than enough to work with.”

You laugh and cross your legs again, a nervous habit. “Well, you’ll have to thank him for me. But I’m here to ask you something.”

Matt nods and you continue: “Look, I’m really not the best at this whole dating scene stuff, but you’re the first guy whose been in here that I’ve actually enjoyed a conversation with who isn’t over 40 and … well, would you wanna grab a drink or coffee sometime? Or now, my shift just ended, but it’s up to you.”

Matt smiles at you, extending his hand out for yours as he stands up. “Coffee sounds nice, Y/N. Oh, but I have to be up front with you: I owe Foggy $20 if we start dating.”

You feel you cheeks warm as you squeeze his hand. “Hm, I wouldn’t mind throwing in $10 for that, Matthew,” you say playfully, but feel something in you stir at the way he suddenly wraps his arms through yours.

As you and Matt wind your way through the crowd, you both know you’re on your way to something more.


3 weeks later.

“Alright, pay up, lovebirds.”

You have to laugh at Foggy standing above you and Matt, arms crossed and toe tapping impatiently as he grins.

You extract yourself out from underneath Matt’s arm on his couch with a sigh, digging through your bag and pulling out two crumpled $5s.

“My good man,” you say theatrically to Foggy as you hand him your half of the bet money.

“Shit, you’re having her pay half, Matt? I know we’re disgustingly broke, but still …”

“I offered, Foggy, leave my destitute boyfriend alone!”

“Wow, you sure know how to charm a man, Y/N,” Matt says chuckling, handing a $10 to Foggy who inspects it against the light and nods.

You tuck yourself back in against his side, smiling as he kisses the top of your forehead.

“Well, whatever charm I had certainly worked on you, Matty,” you coo lightly, laughing at the contented hum Matt gives coupled with the sound of Foggy’s gagging noise.

“OK, that’s it for me, strictly fiscal business. Have fun, kids.”

You and Matt say bye to Foggy and once the door shuts, you push Matt back to straddle him; your mouth meeting his eagerly and smiling as he winds one of his hands in your hair.

You break apart for a second, foreheads still touching.



“I’m glad Foggy bet on us dating.”

Matt brings his lips back to yours – warm and sweet and sensual all at once – before he flips you over, smiling softly above you as he intertwines his rough hands in yours; his dark eyes still somehow conveying a clear meaning of affection.

“Me too, love.”

Librarianship is Still a Vital Profession

“I’ve been reading the despairing posts by newer librarians and it breaks my heart. Face it, we’re in a Depression regardless of what Washington says. That said, I believe that librarians are born, not made. If you’re born to be a librarian you’ll find a way. I’d suggest getting a day job to pay the bills, then doing some volunteer work to keep your hand in. For example, volunteer at daycare centers to do story hours. They’ll jump at it and gives you practice and RESUME VALUE. Learn Linux and revive an old computer then give it to somebody who needs one. Volunteer to teach a class in internet searching at a junior high. Many schools don’t have librarians right now. All of this has resume value and gives you experience. You can build a resume without having a job if you’re willing to put in the time. Before I had my first librarian job, I catalogued a small private library run by a nun, Sister Maria, for the local children in a poor neighborhood. I had a blast and remember that time with joy.

Library school itself? Ten years out, I think a lot about the taxonomy and policy stuff I didn’t understand back then. It’s taken that long to become relevant to me. I don’t think that the time was wasted, mostly because I took every practical class I could.

Just remember that “Librarianship” is a huge professional classification. It’s not just books, but information itself. As a ‘librarian’ I’ve been an Account Manager for a database company that put a front-end on Dialog, catalogued and done reference for a county law library, worked as a business librarian doing current awareness and competitive intelligence and I currently teach and do reference work for a law school. I used to know somebody who worked as a librarian at Nike. In her library? Shoes, shoe designs, patterns and art.

When looking for jobs, think outside the box. Go do some informational interviews with librarians who work in non-traditional jobs (i.e. Silicon Valley). It’s all information, so it’s all librarian work. The important thing is to do something beyond just sending out resumes.

These days I’m exploring the world of e-books/e-readers (I’m finding sources of quality, free e-books and online libraries) and have volunteered to speak about it at a conference this fall. I will start volunteering for Project Gutenberg soon. My former XP laptop now runs Linux Mint and does it well.

This is all librarianship. I don’t work as a librarian, I am a librarian.”

It’s ok to be new...

So as I’ve already seen a post making fun of the soon to be “resolution-ers” in the gym, I would like to make a post for anyone that has “getting fit” in their new years resolution. Here are some helpful hints if it’s been a while, or you’ve never been to a gym.

1. Start slow and set a reasonable goal. A lot of people set a resolution like “I’M GOING TO WORKOUT 6 DAYS A WEEK” Most likely not, you’re probably going to burn out. Start with something small that you’ll commit to. Like doing 30 mins 2-3 times a week. (It’s going to be packed the first 2 weeks anyway.)

2. Be courteous. If machines have a time limit, stick to it. If they have a sign up, use it. Re-rack your weights. Put all other equipment and mats where they belong. Wipe it down when you’re done. WIPE WHATEVER YOU USED DOWN, please.  If everyone leaves equipment and weights lying around then the gym will have to pay for it, which means you may end up paying for it with increased membership dues, keep the gym clean!

3. If you’re unsure ask, even if staff isn’t trained in personal training they should at least be able to point you in the right direction, if there’s one particular movement/lift you’re not understanding then ask. That being said, don’t abuse this privilege, if you don’t know anything, consider paying for some personal training sessions.

4. If you’re lifting, don’t lift too heavy! Use, good form, watch yourself lift. Don’t injure yourself right out of the gate.Good form at a lower weight will yield better results than poor form with a higher weight.

5. Stay hydrated, EVERY DAY. not just days you go to the gym. Definitely start with 8 glasses of water, on days you work out you will need to replace what you lose.  If you continue to drink little to know water you will get headaches and cramp up at the gym.  If you’re not a fan of water try cutting up fruit and letting it sit over night ( you can still eat the fruit), or make some green tea the night before, feel free to put a bit of honey/lemon and/or sliced ginger in it!  Get good fluids in!

6. You don’t need to spend a butt load of money on supplements/clothing or equipment.  You do not need to run out and spend $500 on a pair of Nike shox and bag of lululemon work out clothes.  If you have the money and want to, go for it.  If you have ZERO work out clothing I suggest buying a few things and washing frequently.  Wal-mart has great deals on work out clothing, and while I have ZERO confirmation if this is true, I’m pretty sure that a lot of their stuff is just relabeled Fila gear.  I have bought the EXACT same leggings, same stitching, pattern and everything from Kohls and wal-mart.  They also have work out gear on their clearance racks all the time.  (Ladies, get a sports bra.)  I also buy a ton of my stuff from Kohl’s.  I love Fila’s leggings, tanks and shirts.  They are frequently 30-40% off.  Kohl’s also has a ton of decent Asics’ and New Balance shoes in the $40-$60 range.  If you are good with credit cards get one of their store cards.  They send you additional coupons for 15,20 or 30% off.  I usually do my shopping with a 30% off coupon.  The reason I recommend Fila, Asics’ and New Balance is bc Nike no longer lets you use store coupons on their stuff anymore…so sad.  Kohl’s also has great clearance racks too.  I picked up three Nike medium impact sports bra’s for less than $50 a couple weeks ago. The point is, you can get some decent gear that will last you a good while inexpensively.

7. Be safe!  I’m actually referring to your items (purse, street clothes, phones, key etc) now.  Buy a lock and use it.  As much as I’d like to say honestly people hang out at the gym, not everyone does.  Put any valuables in a locker and keep it locked up.  I have my keep on a hair tie and secure it to my water bottle so I don’t forget it. 

I hope this can at least help one person that may have been apprehensive about starting a new work out routine this new year’s.  Don’t worry if you think it’s cliche to start at the new year.  Go for it, do your best and be consistent!

✨Squad Goals Season 2 Episode 10: Knock Knock✨🔞

Justin and I are lying on the living room couch watching, pathetic I know, Squad Goals. He isn’t paying attention, not really, because every time I wiggle against him to avoid falling off of the couch his boner presses eagerly against my ass and he gives a little grunt. I reach for the remote and turn up the volume, trying  to hear a particularly heated argument between Kylie and her Lipkit supervisor. When I put the remote down Justin slithers a hand down the front of my tiny black Nike shorts.

“Watcha doing?” I ask as he pushes the cotton material of my thong aside and starts to rub my already throbbing clit in slow circles. He doesn’t answer me so I decide to ignore him and focus on the show. My stomach clenches when he starts to grind against me, timing his movements to that of his hand. A moan escapes my lips and he presses his finger harder against my bundle of nerves before sinking a finger into my wet flesh.

“Justin…” I moan scooting back so I can press against his raging erection he lets me but still says nothing. His silence irks me to no end so I reach a wandering hand behind me and grab his dick in a vice grip. The hand in my pants stops abruptly and I want to actually sob at the lack of movement down there.

“Ah! Fuck woman!” He says, his voice a mix of confused pleasure and immense pain,

“you weren’t saying anything. I got annoyed” he starts to move his fingers again and I relax against him still gripping his dick in my hand, though, I’ve let up on the hold considerably.

“I was trying to see if I could make you fall asleep” he admits and I try to laugh but I’m only able to achieve a heady moan. I let go of his dick and place the now empty hand against his chest, bracing myself.

“Trying to fuck me to sleep?” I tease and he adds another finger this makes me take my hand from his pants and grip his forearm instead, Justin laughs and pumps his fingers effortlessly. His movements control my hips and back movements as I twist and arch.

“Finger fuck you to sleep. It’s totally different” he warrants but I barely hear him since the familiar ringing starts to happen in my ear and my breaths start to get shallower and shallower. Justin grunts as he tests another finger and I spin my body around so that I’m facing him. Throwing a leg over his hip I start to grind against his fingers, searching for my much needed, much anticipated, release. Then, all of a sudden he pulls his hands out of my shorts, leaving me panting, horny, and horrifically angry.

“What the actual fuck?!” I cry trying to wrestle with his hand and stuff it down my pants just to calm the throbbing between my legs. My asshole of a boyfriend laughs and pulls me in for a kiss that I am too furious to return.

“I just wanted to test a theory?” I turn so I’m on my back and he has to scoot closer to the couch’s back so I can do so.

“What theory?” I say through gritted teeth my anger and lust clouding my fucking head.

“A theory on how mad you’d be if I left you high and dry”

“nothing dry down there I promise” he laughs then and starts to reach into my pants again but I shove his hands away. I didn’t need his fucking help. He reaches for my shorts again, but I push his searching fingers away and replace them with my own. I mimic
The motions that he’d done previously and just for some extra torture I add these dramatic sighs and moans.

His hips seek release against my side but I’m too caught up in my own lust to drop my revenge act. My fake moans soon turn into real ones and with one last swirl my hand stills and my back arches off the couch for a semi second as my body stiffens and shivers.

“That was hot as fuck” Justin moans, his hands grabbing and groping at various parts of my body. I come back to my senses and rub against him. He grunts and melts into me.

“We should go upstairs”

“Who said I was going to give it up after that stunt you pulled?” He actually looks panicked but then a cocky grin overtakes his features.

“Girl, quit playing like you don’t want me to turn you out” his rasping voice makes my pussy twitch but I ignore it as best I can and slide off the couch. I stretch and then yawn as loud as I can,

“I think I’ll take a nap. Have fun with that” I point to his boner and he stuffs it back into his pants before hopping off the couch and lunging at me. The moments leading up to us landing awkwardly on my bed are a blur as Justin had literally hauled my ass up the stairs.


“You still feeling sleepy?” I ask Rhiannon as I grind on top of her, letting her feel all of me and how much I fucking want her. She fakes a yawn and that’s enough motivation for me to yank off her shorts and toss them to the floor.

“That wasn’t nice” she pouts and I trail suckling kisses from her neck to her collarbone,

“Since when do you like me being nice up in here?” I whisper before taking her earlobe into my mouth and suckling at it greedily. She shivers beneath me and starts pulling at the waistband of my pants.

“Slow down Dopey. I thought your ass was tired” I admonish and she rips my pants down roughly, my dick springing free and reacting immediately to how close I am to that glistening pussy.

“Shut up and fuck me” she growls and I’m about to make another joke but she lines us up herself and thrusts her hips up, effectively joining us together. I put my lips on hers as I surge forward, her tongue comes out to play fight with mine.

“Faster,” Rhiannon moans and I obey, finding an angle and a rhythm that will send us flying over the proverbial edge in no time. She’s clawing at my neck with one hand and squeezing one of her boobs with another and the sight nearly makes me bust too early.

“This fast enough baby?” I whisper between thrusts and she nods her head lashing back and forth. I grab her cheeks with one hand and force her to look at me,

“I didn’t hear you babe” I say dangerously and her walls tighten against my length dragging me deeper into the magic of her wet channel.

“It’s fast enough” she mumbles breathlessly and the sound of her desperation makes my balls tighten considerably. I’d had this erection from the moment she sat her cute ass on the damn couch.

“Fuck. Justin.” She gasps  as I reach a hand up to grasp at her neck she grabs my hand to tell me to hold her neck tighter it was a kink that we’d recently discovered she has. I lean down to kiss her and she comes as soon as my tongue breeches her lips her body stiffening and squirming against mine.

“I’m gonna come” I groan into her neck and I do. My hips stuttering as I empty myself inside of her. It takes a moment for both of us to catch our breath and when we do I pull out and roll onto my back and let out a satisfied sigh.

“I never want to move out” I tell her before pulling her into my arms and nuzzling her hair. Rhiannon laughs and cuddles into me, resting her hand on my chest.

“I don’t want you to, but you and I both know how much you love your space” she was right, of course. The RGKK Mansion was a beautiful place to live it had to be since it was crafted from Rhiannon’s mind when working with various architects, but I loved having my own place. It gave me the chance to live the way I wanted, though there was always something missing.

“You want to move in with me?” She freezes for a second and I want to punch myself. I try to cover up the mess by saying,

“We were engaged we would’ve lived together eventually…”

“Yeah. I know, you’re totally right.”

“But?“  She gives a sigh before looking at me with her light brown eyes.

"But… Give me some time to think on it?” I can’t hide the grin that takes over my face before I pull her in for a kiss.

“So you’ll think about it?”

“That’s what I said”

“That’s enough for me!” We’re about to go for round two when a loud bang sounds at the door. Rhiannon looks startled but I already have an inkling of who it is. The cons of living with 8 other people.

“What do you want Kylie?” I shout she hits the door again and Rhiannon, who’s had enough, gets up stark naked and opens the door. Kylie is unfazed but the cameraman behind her lets out a huge gasp.

“WHAT THE FUCK KYLIE?!” I shout as Rhiannon hops into the bed once more cowering under the sheets.

“I thought you guys knew the schedule! Not my fault she wanted this show to turn into Girls Gone Wild”

“Fuck you Kylie Jenner” Rhiannon mumbles still under the sheets as the camera guy stands awkwardly at the door. Kylie takes it upon herself to sit on the bed.

“Get your asses up, Drake is throwing a party and he wants us there” Rhiannon pops her head up from the sheets.

“What time?”

“Right now!” Rhiannon looks at me and gives a sheepish grin,

“I could go for a party” she grins and I sigh before looking at Kylie.

“We’ll get dressed.” Kylie claps her hands together in excitement. After a few moments she sits and looks at us expectantly.

“We’ll get dressed without you and your friend.” The camera man coughs and I roll my eyes as they both leave.