like first it was hands on hips and now that

love to lay

genre: smut, angst
pairing: jungkook x reader
words: 3.4k
warnings: explicit sexual content
summary: the love you had with him was passionate, spiteful, and messy. emphasis on the messy. two months after what seemed like your last breakup, jungkook shows up to remind you of something.

a/n: this isn’t my first time writing smut by any means, but it’s definitely one of the dirtiest to date. hooray for the first smutty scenario on this blog! now, excuse me while i go douse myself with holy water.

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Michonne and them Cakes

So here’s my prediction for 7×12… In both kisses I feel like they deliberately leave out Rick grabbing Michonne’s ass. Now we all know he loves him some Michonne cakes am I right? In Go Getters the camera first shows Rick’s hand on her hip and then just so happens to zoom in before we see his arm reaching lower and we hear a muffled thud, presumably of him getting a handful of that ass. Now we done see this man look at her ass too many times for it to be ignored now in their intimate moments. I am betting there is going to be some heavy ass-play (rubbing, grabbing etc) in 7x12, but thats just my prediction.

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“You know me. The real me”

Okay, since you’ve been extra nice (and supportive) on the previous post, I’ll take the leap and blob it for you. Quick warning : it’s been a while I didn’t write anything [let alone post it], and it’ll be a first on the Supergirl series, so it may suck a little but please bear with me.

Originally posted by dailycwsupergirl

Mon-el swallows thickly, palm sweaty, heart beating harder by each passing seconds. Here we go. Kara was facing him, standing her ground, her feet firmly put onto the floor, her hands resting on her hips. The daxamite didn’t dare to look at her for too long, eyes diverting to anywhere but her ––the training room had seemed like a wise choice earlier on, now not so much.

Are you gonna yell at me?” He asks sheepishly, passing his hand on the back of his neck.

Far from me to step out of line.” Kara sounded nearly bitter, and that struck him as a punch to the guts. Kara was never bitter. She was a ball of sunshine, always smiling, always so full of warmth. She was his sun. “Should I bow, yourhighness?”

His eyes closes in defeat, a slight sigh escaping his lips. “Kara, please––”

Don’t!” She cuts him. “I just- were you ever planning to tell me?”

He wanted to say yes, he truly did, but deep down he knew it wasn’t the truth. Ever since he started having feelings for her, feelings he didn’t really comprehend or knew what to do with, he had wanted to tell her the truth, but there was always this gut-clenching fear of loosing her in the back of his mind. She hated everything about Daxam, let alone the Prince. She voiced her opinion about him once and although he did believe that her feelings for him were genuine (not that he understood that because he clearly didn’t deserve her) he feared that they might not be enough to keep her, and he couldn’t afford to loose her. He already lost everything, his family, his planet, his whole world. Kara was his home, now. Earth was a place he did learn to understand and enjoy but Kara was the one that felt like home. He didn’t had to keep up this “Mike” persona that was expected of him out of the DEO walls, he could be himself with her, all of him. He didn’t need to lie, and he didn’t want to. He wanted to be true, to be whole, to her, to do right by her. Be worthy of her, even though he knew he never would. He slowly look up at her, even now, looking beyond pissed, she still was beautiful. “…No, I was not.”

She scoffed in disbelief. “So much for being honest, Mon-el! …Or should I even call you that? Is it even your real name?!”

Her words hurt more than her punches ever could. Had he possibly lost her trust so easily?

It is my name!” He answered nearly defensively. “On Daxam the royalty has- had several names. My official one was Lar Gand, from the Great Royal family of Gand” he didn’t miss how she refrained from rolling her eyes at that, her lips in a thin line “but my mother would call me Mon-el, this is why I gave you this name…”

Oh… And does that explains why you lied?”

I’m not the only one to blame in this, Kara.“ She lift an eyebrow at that. "Your biased view of Daxam clouded your judgment since day one. What else could I have done? I woke up thinking that my planet was dying while I was stuck into this weird place, on a foreign planet, confused and afraid of what may happen to me, and what were your first words to me? “Stay down, daxamite.” Calling me a dangerous murderer all based on where I was from” She clenched her jaw, but he decided to continue. She wanted to know, well fine, he’ll tell her. He’ll tell her everything. “so yeah, when you asked about my identity, I did the only thing I could think of : I lied to protect myself. Because if you didn’t know who I was then you couldn’t use it against me or my home world. The Royal family has been targeted a lot of times, a lot of ways. I was their Prince, the rightful heir to the throne, and here I was, facing a Kryptonian, the very same people that started the war, that wanted us dead––”

we started the war?!” He could feel her anger rising, eyes sending daggers.

It doesn’t matter anymore, Kara” he sighed tiredly “you weren’t ready to hear the truth then and you’re still not… I was the- how did you put it? oh yeah! ––the frat-boy of the universe. The worst of the worst!She clenched her jaw, lowering her gaze to the ground. "How was I supposed to come clean when you said that to my face? And then we grew closer, and the harder it got, because I was all about being honest and true, and I wanted to do right by you, but I told you one thing and I couldn’t go back! How could I? At any given argument, it’d come up : ‘oh, he’s a daxamite!’ ’You’re so selfish, Mon-el'” he mimics “’I don’t know what else I should’ve expected from a daxamite!’” he threw his hands up in the air in despair. “Things were sodifferent then, Kara. I was different. Daxamwas–– exactly how it was rumored to be, maybe even worse… and we-we were not good people, none of us. I’m not pretending I’m suddenly a much better person, but I try!” Her shoulders seemed to relax for a second, and he saw that breach as his opportunity for her to actually listen, his chance to make her understand. You have such high expectations out of me! And I try to reach them, to be different, I want to be better and I try. I try so hard but it never seem to be enough…! You’re always so hard on me, Kara!” She didn’t miss the hint of desperation in his voice, waving his hands around. “All it takes is one mistake and you fall on me with-with those eyes and that-that disappointment in them! You’re so easy to throw me off! I- what I were back then doesn’t matter anymore. I’m not… like that anymore––”

She could hear the uncertainty in his voice and she longed for nothing more than to reach out for him and to pull him in a comforting hug but she refrained. No. She was the one that was angry, that had the right to be angry for the betrayal, for the lies. It was so weird for her to acknowledge that this…this goofus outer space puppy she had put so much time and faith in was actually the infamous Prince of Daxam. He was so unlike the Mon-el she knew. Sure, at first he partied a lot, drank a lot, had affairs with his fair share of women, but that wasn’t very different from earthlings, was it? She watched him evolving, changing for the better, becoming the hero she knew he could be, but more than that she had fallen for him. Hard and deep. He was such an important piece of her life now, she couldn’t imagine going on without him. He was the only one that could make her laugh no matter what, he was so-carefree and that was the perfect balance with the weight she had on her shoulders. He made her so happy. He had been so open and honest with everything else that she stayed completely oblivious. She had never doubted, for even second, that he’s been hiding things from her, not when he knew what honesty meant to her. He witnessed how Guardian’s secret had affected her…

I know it’s not what you want to hear but… You never asked, Kara. About Daxam, about my life there. And I figured your hatred over my people was what was keeping you from asking and somehow I was grateful because if you didn’t ask, then it didn’t matter. So I figured not telling you wasn’t a big deal. You can’t be the Prince of somewhere that no longer exists. Don’t you get it? I was a Prince only by the title, I left them to die.” his voice croaked lightly, and it’s only then she saw it ––the guilt into his bright blue eyes. “I survived becauseI left them die. It’s not something I’ve been proud of... My family, my people, mywhole world was gone. Yes I was the Prince but… It didn’t matter anymore who I used to be. I wasn’t defined by my title any longer, people saw me for me, and Inever realized how much I longed for that! My life on Daxam wasn’t-” he sighs. “-it wasn’t all rainbow and sunshine, alright? I was privileged, yes, but Iwasn’t happy. And things were so different here, it was a fresh start, and who I used to be shouldn’t matter.”

he looked back and forth between those beautiful blue eyes ––comets–– searching for something, anything that would imply that he had reach out to her, that she understood why he did it. He swallows a lump in his throat, trying to keep his voice steady and even. “You know me. The realme! The fact that you are from Krypton, and Ifrom Daxam, doesn’t change the fact that I have fallen in love with you, Kara Zor-el… and as far as I’m concerned nothing will.”


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Burnt Brownies (Part 14)

Title: Burnt Brownies

 Summary: Sometimes a horrible moment can be a blessing in disguise.  You learn this first hand when you manage to start a fire from a burnt pan of brownies. Firefighter AU.

 Warnings:  fluff. Innuendos (because you seemed to like them last time)

Burnt Brownies Master Post

Originally posted by timetraveldean

Chapter 14 

Cas was quick to come over after your call.  After a long talk, and many, many kisses, promises, and confessions, the two of you make your amends and said your goodnights.  The issue of Cas versus Crowley was over, but it now left a whole new issue.

You stood in your kitchen, your hands on your hips as you looked around, finally voicing your troubles out loud.  “What the hell am I going to do with all these brownies?”  It was truly a question you never thought you would have to ask yourself.

You had tried freezing some, but they wouldn’t all fit in your freezer.  You offered some to Kali, but she claimed she had already eaten too much as it was and abandoned you to your mass of chocolatey goodness…seriously, you had enough to feed a small army.

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ponyboy hugging, kissing, & cuddling.

♡ when he hugged you for the first time, he had his arms on your upper back and you were like “pony wyd ” and ever since then he’s given the best hugs.

♡ now, he likes to hug you and let his hands smoothly travel down to your butt, squeezing.

♡ he enjoys simple kisses more than long, romantic ones.

♡ he says he likes the meaning behind short kisses more.

♡ he likes cuddling oh my

♡ you lay on the Curtis couch in front of him, and he grabs and pulls your hips to his to be closer.

♡ but it’s stupid, because he always ends up hard.

♡ loves when you lay your head on his chest and his arm wraps around you.

♡ sleeps with his face hidden in your neck with an arm across your middle.

♡ pony is surprisingly good at kissing.

♡ rubs circles on your waist while kissing.

♡ he whimpers when you pull his bottom lip between yours.

♡ is the type to shut the door and unexpectedly slam the girl against it and kiss tf out of her.

♡ you leap into his arms and he catches you, but you still end up falling right near his lips.

♡ “So, Soda, you wouldn’t believe what I saw yesterday. It was your brother cuddling with Y/N on the sofa.”

♡ “I wouldn’t call it ‘cuddling’ exactly —”

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BTS reaction when they discover s/o has a sexy tattoo

Kim Seokjin/Jin:

Our darling loving prince..princess… NAMJOON`S WIFE. I think Jin certainly is vanilla but, boy with those shoulders I think he can be more rough around the edges. I mean a tattoo would first of all shock him but then ooohhh then he would find it incredibly smexy and prepare for a night with wonderful wonders.

Kim Namjoon/Rapmonster:

THE BIG DADDY HIMSELF! Well damn what can I say except…You are getting that sinful mouth of his up in you area!!! Like he would be holding around your waist while whispering naughty little words into your ear, his hands roaming your body and kissing your neck. Let`s just say that you wont ever get away with this, now he is on FIRE!

Jung Hoseok/J-hope

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS BOY HIP THRUSTS???!!??!?!?! LIKE BOO. You are going to die because of his sexiness! I mean he is the sun itself but, also a SMEXY BOY WHO WANTS YOU! Tattoo would be such a big tease for him, like he would come home tired and wanting to cuddle you when he would see the tattoo and then BAM its done. STRIKE! Smexy time is on!!!

Min Yoongi/Suga:

Well I think he is pretty kinky so a sexy tattoo adding on top of all that would drive him absolutely crazy, he would hunger for you, hunger for your body and those lips of yours. He would want to explore every single new piece of your body and you better bet on he would be more than just turned on by the tattoo, you two are getting down and dirty tonight!!!

Kim Taehyung/V:

“OMG! IS THAT A TATOO…THAT IS SO AWESOME!!! I have something familiar *shows his elephant* you see?! It may not be a tattoo but its also permanent and cute like yours”. Come on…it`s Tae one of the most precious humans on earth, he would totally love and and I mean his tongue is pretty sinful sooo ya know getting down and dirty would be awesome. Like maybe a lick or two or maybe some sucking on it.

Park Jimin/Jimin:

Jimin the cinnamon bun would turn into SINNAMONBUN!!! (see what I did there? :3) You better get him what he want beceuase damn you are looking damn fine with that tattoo. He would be on you like you were JUNGKOOK!!! Baby, body rolls and hip thrusts and everything you possible can imagine of sexy moves for your smexy ass and damn a new detail he loved about you.

Jeon Jeong Guk/Jungkook:

First of all he would be jealous AF! He was supposed to be the sexy one in the house and tease you to days end with his smexy tattoo but, he will learn to accept it and now you should be prepared for smexy time all the time because you have been very…very naughty. He cannot control himself, he needs you, he wants you and you have no choice but to give it to him.

Face riding (S.Coups)

Smut once more! can I now get holy water

When Seungcheol had first suggested you’d try something new in bed and said the word ‘handcuffs’ with a goofy grin, your eyes had widened for a fraction of a second before a smirk had taken over your features - yes, handcuffs sounded like a wonderful idea.

And that idea of his only got better when you were actually sitting on your double bed, pleasing each other with your hands while your lips were locked in kisses almost as wet as your pussy, and he had mumbled with a rough voice: “Cuff me up.”

Your hips bucked involuntarily against his hand at his words and you pulled away from your kiss, slowing down your hand on his cock. The whole time you had expected it to be you that would end up with your wrists restricted, but you were unable to deny how much of a turn-on it was for you to imagine him underneath you, completely at your mercy as you’d ride him.

When you gave him a nod, Seungcheol pulled his hand away from your womanhood and licked it clean, observing you intently as you reached for the handcuffs on the nightstand. He couldn’t resist the temptation of reaching up to kiss your breasts when they were practically on his face; you remained silent but could feel your core clenching around nothing.

When you had the handcuffs in your hands and had moved around so that you were standing on your knees with Seungcheol’s head between your knees and his hands held up to the headboard of the bed, he got an idea. He bit his lower lip as he eyed your wetness hungrily, temptingly wet and swollen as a signal of your aroused state - just like he enjoyed seeing it.

And, being a man true to his instincts, he lifted his upper body up and determinedly lapped at your pussy, smirking when you gasped and let go of his hands, the fluffy handcuffs dropping as well.

“Seungcheol?” you asked shakily as he pulled you down with his head when he lay it down on the pillow again, and with his lips tight around your clit, you couldn’t find any strength to resist him. Instead, you took a hold of the headboard with one shaky hand of yours to somewhat help you keep your balance while your other hand went straight to his black hair, caressing his scalp a little.

While you knew it was one of Seungcheol’s favorite things to eat you out to the point of you screaming, the way he always seemed so hungry while doing so never ceased to amaze you. His tongue was eager, fast and greedy, his lips perfect for sucking and nibbling your clit, and the quiet groans and even more quiet pleading whispers begging for more drove you mad each time with no exceptions.

Such was this time; his tongue was sliding around your womanhood, wet sounds quickly filling the room along with his groans and heavy breathing. His cock was steadily leaking pre-cum onto his stomach with every taste of you that he got and every desperate sound that you let out, and he could hardly refrain from stroking himself.

You looked behind yourself, little by little allowing your hips to rock against Seungcheol’s face, and grinned when you saw his length that clearly craved touch. You looked down to him, mostly seeing his scrunched eyebrows, and suppressed a moan when he grazed your clit lightly with his teeth. “Touch yourself, Cheol.”

You could both feel and hear him moan at your words, and immediately after that he moved his hand from your hip to his cock and started pumping while sliding his tongue to your entrance and easily slipping it inside. He thrust his wet muscle in and out of you a few times, the hunger and greed within him only growing with every taste of you that he got.

Allowing your mouth to hang open and release each and every moan and gasp that wanted to come out, you tightened your hands both in his hair and around one of the bars of the headboard. Your hips were bucking into his face, his tongue moving inside of you and his nose rubbing against your clit with your movements. Seungcheol’s strokes around his cock got slower when he got closer to his peak and he deliberately avoided the head, knowing that if he touched it, he’d be gone.

“Seungcheol,” you whimpered when he once again returned to your clit and sucked it with his tongue swirling around it. He opened his eyes and met yours, eyeing you curiously. You pursed your lips to hold in a moan until it got too much and you had to let it out, your voice a lot more pleading than you had thought possible when you spoke. “Make me come, please…”

Seungcheol’s satisfied smirk had no limits; he was eating you out and you were begging. He started sucking a bit more on your clit before moving down your womanhood, sucking equally strongly even when he probed your entrance with his tongue and slid it in again, gathering all of your juices onto his tongue and down his throat. His mind was full of curse words and thoughts about how perfect you tasted and sounded when you were on the verge of your orgasm and chased it desperately.

He let go of his cock and took a hold on your hips with both hands again, pulling you tight against his face as he switched between licking, sucking and tonguing you, your clit getting quite a bit of the attention. With a silent cry you came undone, your hand tight and shaky in his hair and your eyes locked with his dark ones, your hips still slowly rocking against his face as he rode you through your orgasm with slow licks.

A moment later, you huffed and moved to sit on his chest lightly, not quite allowing all of your weight down. Your cheeks were flushed, much like his, when you took a hold of the handcuffs and swung them in the air a little. “I think we were about to do something.”

Seungcheol graced you with that bright, gum-showing smile of his, although it quickly transformed into his plump, pink lips parting in a groan when his wrists were finally cuffed to the headboard and you were sinking down on his cock.

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“Good morning, Dean.”

Dean makes a rough sound that could be a good morning, and nuzzles into Cas’ neck, kissing his pulse, then dragging his lips up to slide over his jaw. Cas turns his head, and Dean can feel the smile on his lips as they kiss, tasting like morning breath and not caring at all.

It took Dean ages to work up to that first kiss. Hardest thing he’s ever done, and he’s stopped more than one apocalypse, so that’s saying something. But once he did it, once he allowed himself one moment of knowing how it felt, how it tasted, he couldn’t stay away from Cas.

So Dean’s mornings always start like this. He lazily kisses Cas, letting his tongue explore the now familiar territory, hands cupping Cas’ face and running through his adorably matted hair and pulling at his hips. Eventually, the kissing turns into more, but Dean’s mouth never leaves Cas’ while they push their bodies together, not even when he comes. He simply moans against Cas’ lips, feeling the answering vibration of Cas’ own sounds.

Dean kisses Cas through their shower, kisses him in between bites of breakfast, sneaks kisses in those moments when Sam is looking at his laptop instead of at them while he tells them about a possible case.

And the amazing thing, the thing that’s better than the warmth of Cas’ lips or the way the swell when Dean sucks on them, the thing that’s better than the sigh Cas makes when Dean goes slow and gentle, the thing that’s better than the brush of Cas’ eyelashes against his own skin because they are just that close, is that Cas never pulls away. Somehow, Dean is lucky enough that Cas wants to kiss him back just as much.

So Dean is never going to stop.

anonymous asked:

What about fucking with long haired Harry? First making him suck an ass plug and making him choke on it, tears streaming down his cheeks. Sliding it deep in his ass and then pulling his hair so his back arches. Kissing his shoulder and sliding his cock in your hand. His tummy tenses and his breath hitches. Slowly stroking him and not going near his tip. But then, you press your thumb on his slit, adding pressure and his hips jerk up. "Now love, like we agreed. If you move, I stop. You hear me?"

EXcSUE ME?! using my kink against me? this HURTS. I’d like to think he’s on to experiment in the bedroom - and let you play with his bum. This is a dream of mine - milking his cock while a plug is vibrating his prostate, maybe twisting it just a bit. “Yes… ma’am…” he shudders and gasps, your overstimulation making him whimper and call out. 

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Hip hop unit's reaction to touching your reall soft hands? (Think baby butt soft 😂)

S.Coups would find your hands so cute and he’d definitely point it out omg like first he’d be a bit ?? how are they so soft but then he could hardly let them go because they feel so nice! He’d also ask what kind of magic you use on them because he has a hard time understanding that it’s even possible to have such soft hands. Overall he’d be very very fascinated but would also make friendly fun of them every now and then, which shall be okay because he’ll always give you a kiss afterwards. He’d just really love you and your baby butt soft hands. 

Mingyu would first frown a little because? what is this very soft sensation? but then he realizes it’s your hand and he gets so excited and would want to touch them a lot! So there’d be a lot of hand-holding and trying to find excuses for you to have your hands on his skin coming your way, including asking “Do you think I have a fever?” nearly every day and asking you to try his forehead. Whenever you’d be watching a movie or the like it’s guaranteed that he’ll be stroking the back of your hand absentmindedly, too.

Wonwoo: His reaction would probably just be an “oh” when he’d notice. He wouldn’t necessarily hold your hand but your hands would just touch randomly and then he’d notice. He wouldn’t bee to mesmerized by your soft hands but he would definitely try and hold them just ‘casually’. Like “Wonwoo, why are you holding my hand? I’m trying to text here” and then he would answer with “Because…uhh…your hands are cold” and then you’d just shake your head. So he’d make excuses to hold your hands more often.

Vernon: He would just take your hand in his out of the blue and then just turn to look at you with a shocked face (he is extra okay). It’d be a pleasant surprise to him because somehow he seems like a person who just appreciates nice hands. He would ask you how your hands were that soft, like naturally, most people would and just get really excited to hold your soft hands. He would be able to let go of the topic of soft hands after spazzing about it for a while.

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we know makki sticks his hands down his pants bc he doesn’t have pockets now imagine him meeting tendou and for some fuckin reason the two decide to pull their shorts up as far as they’d go and they shove their arms through them so their hands pop out from the legs and they just go waddling around. prolly cluck like chickens too and frighten unsuspecting first years and embarrass their friends to the point where they’re shunned for days

Freckles and Hearts

Shepard has three freckles on her back.

Three small fawn coloured spots just below her right shoulder blade that sit in such a way that they look like the points of a perfect tiny triangle.

They are exactly three kisses from her spine and two hand spans from her hip. 

Kaidan knows this because he’s counted the distance many times over with his lips and hands, with soft kisses and gentle touches.

The first time they made love, he claimed them as his.

“These are mine,” he said, kissing each freckle. “And the space between. I own them now, this is my triangle.”

She’d rolled her eyes and called him a dork, and Kaidan told her he could have anything of his in return.

They spent the night giggling and laughing as Shepard made a very thorough investigation of his body searching for something to claim.

In the end, Kaidan was pretty sure she took his heart.

(Art by Al-teya)

sagechan  asked:

chocolate, cotton candy, dark chocolate, key lime <333

chocolate: when was your first kiss?

i was 16 and in a mcdonalds parking lot; my hand was in a bag of fries and suddenly there were lips on mine and i was like ‘hey man let me eat’ and so we pretended it didnt happen :’)

cotton candy: three places you want to travel to?

belgium, italy and ,,,,massachusettes haha i wonder why

dark chocolate: turn ons?

when someone lifts their arms up and their shirt rides up and u get to see the belly (ʘ‿ʘ✿) also not to be gay or nsfw but when they hold ur hips down

key lime: where do you want to be right now?

…….. in ur arms hA 

(ok but the not gay answer would be probably back in la with my friends)  

So, you’re leaving... #5

Eliza knew how hard it was for Arizona to say such things, she looked deep into her blue eyes.

They both stared at each other for minutes.

Arizona looked so vulnerable, Eliza couldn’t help but come closer and grab her hand.

E: I, I know it’s not all on you, I’m sorry I overreacted this morning, that’s just, I’m not used to not find my place where I work, I’m a good doctor, I’m not used to be treated like I am here.

You are the reason I stayed until now, Arizona, I want to be with you, we have to do it together.

Arizona looked at Eliza, she wasn’t sure of what she heard.

Eliza put Arizona’s hands on her hips, and softly she pulled her closer.

They just had their first fight and all she wanted was to feel her heart beat against hers, she wanted to feel the same as last night, she wanted Arizona.

They hugged, for a while, they felt their bodies creating connections.

Arizona put her hands in Eliza’s hair, she put her face closer, she felt the brunette’s breath transcending her face and as they lips touched, she knew something was happening.

“So you’re staying?” Asked Arizona looking at her beautiful girlfriend

That was quite intense and emotional, Eliza had tears rolling down her face, Arizona kissed her right cheek.

“Yes. I am”

Arizona kissed Eliza’s forehead softly, she looked into her beautiful blue eyes.

The moment could last forever.

*Knocking on the door*

“Can I come in, I’d like to have my office back, I have work to do”

Arizona grabbed Eliza’s hand

“Yes please come in, we were done”

Arizona took the letter on Bailey’s desk, put it in the garbage and says

“I don’t think you’ll need it”

Miranda looked confused

“Robbins what’s happening here?”

E: “I am staying. This hospital *looked at Arizona* needs me, I’m not done yet. I need to see Dr Webber.

Robbins smiled, and they both left Miranda’s office.

Songs for the Signs During Their First Time

Aries:  Burning Desire || Lana Del Rey

“I’m racing in the lights for you, baby I drive fast, radio blares, have to touch myself to pretend you’re there / Your hands were on my hips, your name is on my lips Over and over again, like my only prayer / I push you to the limits ‘cause I just don’t care I’ve got a burning desire for you baby.”

Taurus: Fluorescent Adolescent || Arctic Monkeys

“You used to get it in your fishnets Now you only get it in your night dress Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness /  Flicking through a little book of sex tips Remember when the boys were all electric? /  Clinging to not getting sentimental Said, she wasn’t going, but she went, still”

Gemini: Backseat Serenade || All Time Low

“Backseat serenade Little hand grenade Oh god, I’m sick of sleeping alone You’re salty like a summer day Kiss the pain away To your radio / You take me over I throw you up against the wall We’ve seen it all before But this one’s different It’s deliberate”

Cancer: Love Me Like You Do || Ellie Goulding

“On the edge of paradise Every inch of your skin is a holy gray I’ve got to find Only you can set my heart on fire, on fire / My head spinning around I can’t see clear no more What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for?” 

Leo: Just for a Minute || San Cisco

“Just for a minute I’ll be waiting here for you Please don’t forget it If you want me to 'cause I’ve been waiting here for you /  Just for a minute We should take it slow Feel like we need it Don’t be scared to be alone /  You’re a little green, the things you’ve seen are different to what you would dream You’re your own worst enemy But you bring out the best in me” 

Virgo: Video Games || Lana Del Rey

“Open up a beer And you say get over here and play a video game I’m in his favorite sun dress Watching me get undressed take that body downtown I say you the bestest Lean in for a big kiss put his favorite perfume on /  Kissing in the blue dark Playing pool and wild darts Video games / I tell you all the time Heaven is a place on earth with you Tell me all the things you want to do” 

Libra: Little Bit || Lykke Li

“I think I’m a little bit, little bit A little bit in love With you But only if you’re a little bit, little bit Little bit in love for me, oh, oh / And for you I keep my legs apart And forget about my tainted heart / I love you, love you a little bit I would do it, I would say it I would mean it and we could do it”

Scorpio: Knee Socks || Arctic Monkeys

“And the nights are drawn out long And you’re kissing to cut through the gloom With a cough drop coloured tongue /  When you walked around your house wearing my sky blue Lacoste And your knee socks / Never stopped you letting me get hold of the sweet spot by the scruff of your Knee socks”

Sagittarius: Cliffs Edge || Hayley Kiyoko

“Cliff’s edge, you turn me on You lead me on You got me on a Cliff’s edge, where I belong /  I wanna feel that sea breeze Love until we burn up, fire Do whatever gets you seen Kiss me with adventure / Caving and crumbling on your hips, your lips, they’re mine”

Capricorn: Young God || Halsey

“If there’s a light at the end, it’s just the sun in your eyes I know you wanna go to heaven but you’re human tonight / But do you feel like a young God? You know the two of us are just young gods /  Oh, baby girl, don’t get cut on my edges I’m the king of everything and oh, my tongue is a weapon There’s a light in the crack that’s separating your thighs And if you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight”

Aquarius: Is There Somewhere? || Halsey

“I just wanna feel your lips against my skin. / But your lips hang heavy underneath me. And I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me. /  I’m trying not to let it show, that I don’t want to let this go. Is there somewhere you can meet me? 'Cause I clutched your arms like stairway railings. And you clutched my brain and eased my ailing.”

Pisces: Come Under the Covers || Walk The Moon

“Summer is over And I wanna leave you satisfied / In the low light Two white shadows become one Come on, put your moon in my sun And set me on fire / Come under the cover ‘cause I wanna leave you satisfied tonight / Sometimes It’s like you grew up down the street It’s such a mystery The way you know me”

I buy all your favorite foods so I will be ready when you come home because once I did this and you said “This is how I know you love me.”

I go on long walks alone and think about a poem my friend wrote that goes “This is how you die by distance.”

I hum the sound of the dial tone under my breath.

I stare at my hands and wonder at their uses. I consider pawning my thighs. I consider auctioning off my hip bones. I put my breasts in a box on the top shelf of the closet. I do not need them now.

I think of all the thing I have to tell you when I will see you.
Stories like:
I just found out pumpkins are technically fruits
Cary Grant’s first job was in a traveling circus
Most mammals are born able to walk and learn to run within minutes, so we are not crazy for moving so fast.

This morning I wrote your name in the steam on my mirror, even though I knew it would fade within minutes.

In my best notebook I wrote “I miss you” ten thousand times.

I wrote “I think I am missing one of my ribs”

I wrote “I envy the way leaves know exactly when to fall from the branches and when to come back in the spring”

I wrote “Everyone else isn’t you. It turns out that’s a huge problem for me.”

—  Clementine von Radics, Things I Do When I Cannot Hold You
M O R N I N G    V O I C E S   PT2

[PART ONE can be read here. It isn’t necessary for plot.]

Word Count: 1200

Summary: A continuation of “Morning Voices”

Blankets, raspy voices, Namjoon kicking Christmas off the right way.

A/N: This is a continuation of a fluffy request someone sent in, I decided to do a smut version of it as well because I’m trash like that I wanted to show you guys my smut style of writing as well.

As always, a big thank you to my wonderful @captainbenonduty for editing. <3


      Kissing you again, this time his lips weren’t as sweet as before; they were hungry and demanding. He was now half over you, leaning on one elbow. His hands that rested on your hips started to push against the elastic of your sweatpants, where his fingertips brushed over the sensitive indentions that the waistband had left in your flesh. Prying between your lips with his tongue, it glided against yours with a fervent need, his hands moving from your hips to travel along every inch of your skin. He felt up your shoulders, up along your neck, through your hair and back down, leaving a trail of fire wherever he went.

       Finally coming to cup against your breasts, he delicately massaged them through your shirt, though it wasn’t long until that no longer satisfied him, making his fingers slip under the hem. He hummed in satisfaction as his thumbs grazed over your already perky nipples, and after thumbing over them several times he finally broke your kiss just long enough to tug your shirt off of your torso. Gingerly pushing your shoulders so that you laid flat on your back, his mouth travelled quickly away from your lips, leaving butterfly kisses along your collarbone and eventually down to your now exposed chest. You couldn’t stop yourself from threading your fingers through his pink tufts of hair as he continued to place wet kisses down your skin, him muttering something about how beautiful you were as he went.

      Closing your eyes as his mouth met yours again, his hands glided down your stomach to meet yet again with the waistband of your pants. This time, he took no hesitance in sliding his hand underneath it and tugging it down. You hardly had time to kick your pants off of your ankles before his fingertips were trailing over your heat, a chuckle falling between your kiss as he felt that your underwear was already damp in your arousal for him. Tenderly, he brushed one finger up your covered slit before he came to rest against your clit, where he drew tight circles. You started to softly whimper underneath him as your desire grew, along with the wetness that pooled between your thighs.

      “What is it, baby?” He purred, his voice richly filling your ears as he taunted you. He pressed his finger a little harder against your clit, causing your hips to softly sway with the circles he was making. Every fiber of your being cried out for his touch, for him to move past the flimsy fabric of your panties to actually touch you. Satisfied with the way you were silently begging him, he finally reached for the elastic band to shimmy it down your legs. His hands had gently pushed your knees apart to reveal your glistening core, a lust filled growl escaping him as he drank in the sight of you spread out on his bed. In anticipation for him, your fingers had found their way down to your wetness, where you had barely grazed over your arousal before his hands had taken hold of yours.

      He shook his head with a dangerous gleam in his eyes. “Ah, ah” He scolded you, before he took your fingers in his mouth, cleaning your desire off of them with his tongue. You closed your eyes from the contact, making you moan when he pushed two fingers inside of you. Easing them back out, his thumb brushed over your clit every time that he pushed back into you, daring you to already come undone beneath him. When he pulled away from you, a groan of disapproval fell from your lips, though it was soon replaced with a smirk as he came to sit on his knees before you. The only thing he had slept in was a pair of black boxers, which to your delight was stretched taut due to his erection beneath them. He was quick to pull them from his hips, tossing them somewhere on the floor and sitting back on his knees.

      His hands easily wrapped around your middle to pull you onto his lap, your legs straddling you over his length. He had purposefully positioned you so that the head of his cock brushed against your opening, and the way he softly bucked his hips to press against you made you whining in need of him. You tried to push your pelvis down to meet his, but the firm grip he had on your waist stopped you from fulfilling your desire. It was apparent what he wanted from you; he didn’t need to use his words to get you to easily comply.

      “Namjoon, please…” You whimpered, closing your eyes in desperation. Your hands were wrapped around his back, gently clawing at them with need. “Please. Just fuck me, please.”

      He still remained still beneath you, his length still desperately pressing against your slick entrance, and you were afraid that your words weren’t enough. Trying to conjure up something besides the groans that were still escaping you, he finally spoke. “Look at me.”

      Opening your eyes to meet his lust crazed glance, his name dripped from your lips as he finally pulled your hips down to meet his.

      “Fuck.” He hissed, his length being pushed entirely into your depths.

      Carefully, he picked you back up, only to slam you back down against him. The grip that you had on his back tightened as he continued to thrust into you, a string of curses escaping his lips while your nails gently raked down his back.
The only sounds that filled the room was skin slapping skin and the groans that continued to tear from your lungs. You let your head fall back as your moans grew higher in pitch, making Namjoon pick up his pace as he smirked up at you. You started to warn him that you were nearing your high, but before you had time to mention anything about it, his lips were pressed against your ear, his tone both stern and sweet. “Cum for me, baby.”

      His words were all you needed to push you over the edge, your world turning white in your state of bliss. Kim Namjoon. Kim Namjoon. His name was repeated through your thoughts like a mantra, him being the only other existence in this world as you came down from your ecstasy. As you opened your eyes, you pressed your mouth against his as you felt the way his muscles tensed beneath you. Delicately sinking your teeth into his bottom lip, he moaned as you felt the warmth of his seed spread within you.

      His arms wrapped strongly around your middle, he held you sweetly against him. The only sound between you two were the labored breaths that seemed to heave from your lungs. He was the one to move first: laying you down on your back with him nestled into the crook of your neck. Instinctively, you started to run your fingers through his hair.

      “Hey, Babe?” You squeaked, your voice still slightly coarse.

      He looked up at you, giving you a small “Hmm?”

      You grinned before leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead. “Merry Christmas.”