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Sugar Baby Education 101: 7 Etiquette Habits

It is a big part of sugar baby’s lifestyle to be comfortable go out on dates with their SDs to high-end restaurants, opening galleries, charities, fundraisers, and balls. What most newbies do not know/lack is the proper etiquette habits. 

For those men who surround themselves with successful people 24/7, would be a big turn off to be with a young lady who does not know how to behave and know the unspoken rules in the public. It is important for all sugar babies to know how to act classy and elegant, take your time, don’t be in a rush, be sophisticated and be a mystery for your SD. 

When you are dating a millionaire, the right manners and ways of conducting yourself assume an even a greater importance since they indicate grooming and class – qualities which are important in the upper classes.

Here are a few tips on dating etiquette if you are seeing someone rich and successful and wish to come off as his/her ideal partner.

#1 How to Communicate

  • Not every thought that comes into your head should come out of your mouth. Vet your thoughts. Speaking your mind does not mean sharing every thought. Some thoughts are not appropriate and could cause irreparable damage to your relationships.
  • Never gossip. Most gossip is bad, negative and damages relationships.
  • Look everyone in the eye for no more than 5 seconds at a time, then divert your glance for another 5 seconds. Practice will turn this into a habit. 
  • Make eye contact with people you speak with.
  • Never criticize, condemn or complain about anyone to another relationship. It’s a giant red flag. People will assume that you are bad mouthing them and will try to stay away from forming any strong relationships with you.

#2 Focus on your partner

When dating a rich man , it is important to let them know you value the time and effort your partner is spending on you. And one of the best ways to do this is by being attentive to your date. Maintain steady eye contact with him and listen actively to what he has to say. Smile often and present a positive body language. Also avoid fiddling with our phone (do not take pictures of the food, take snapchat of yourself, etc. do not present yourself as immature girl.). Unless you’re on call at a high-pressure job, you have no excuse for frequently checking your PDA. Flashing expensive technology makes you look self-absorbed and immature. If you must take a call or check a text, apologize for being rude, and tell your date why it’s necessary.

#3 Eating Etiquette

Believe it or not, most people don’t know how to eat. In the adult world of the successful, you need to know how to eat at social settings. Let’s go down the list:

  • As soon as you sit in your chair take the napkin off the table and drape it over your lap.
  • Never begin eating until everyone has their meal.
  • Never chew with your mouth opened.
  • Never talk while you’re chewing your food.
  • Never dip any food you’re eating into a sauce everyone is using.
  • Don’t wolf down your food. Eat at the same pace as everyone else at the table.
  • Never hold a spoon, fork or knife with your fist.
  • Outside fork is for salads, inside fork for the meal.
  • Never make gestures while your utensils are in your hands.
  • Never reach for anything like salt and pepper. Always ask someone to pass things like that.
  • Don’t slouch at the table. Sit straight up.
  • After the meal, excuse yourself and go to the bathroom and make sure you don’t have any food in your teeth. Carry a toothpick or something similar in your wallet or purse wherever you go.
  • If your date orders, compliment his choices, whether it is his choice of dessert or the wine. At the end of the dinner, thank your partner for inviting you out and don’t leave it for the next day.Focus

#4 Dress Etiquette

When dating a millionaire, it is crucial to turn out in a classy and elegant manner. Adopt a personal style which highlights your best features and above all, get the basics of grooming right. Even though you may not be able to afford a Louis Vuitton handbag or a Cartier watch, ensure that whatever you are wearing is suits you and is appropriate for the occasion.

  • Work and Job Interviews – Some professions have special purpose clothing like construction, roadwork, electricians etc. If you work in an office, dress like your boss or your boss’s boss. In some offices it’s business casual, in others, it’s a suit and tie for men. For women its slacks, or skirts with open collars, heels or no heels are ok.
  • Weddings, Wakes, Funerals –  In most cases, this will be suit and tie for men. For women, it’s the same as work clothes but many women like to wear more formal gowns or a more stylish cocktail dress, usually worn with heels. Some cultures have special dress codes you need to be aware of.
  • Formals – Usually formals are black tie optional, black tie or white tie for men. Optional usually means a dark suit, tie or black bow tie, dark shoes. Black tie means black tuxedo, dark shoes, white tie means black tailcoat, white wing-collar shirt, white bow tie, black shoes for men. For women, it’s a long formal gown or short cocktail dress or dressy long skirt and top, usually worn with heels. White ties are very rare.

#5 Introducing Yourself

In life, you will be forced into situations where you will meet new people. This is an opportunity to develop valuable relationships.

There are 5 basic rules to making introductions:

  • Smile
  • Firm Handshake
  • Make Eye Contact
  • In one sentence explain who you are, why you’re there and who you know at the event
  • Ask Questions About the Person You are Introducing Yourself to.

#6 Basic Manners

  • Yes
  • Please
  • Thank you
  • Be punctual (Being punctual is especially important when dating the rich since for them time is money, and as soon as they find you tardy, they will see you as a waste of time.)
  • Excuse me when interrupting or entering a conversation
  • Don’t interrupt someone while they are talking
  • Don’t roll your eyes when someone says something you disagree with
  • Don’t look away when someone is talking to you
  • Never check your cell phone when talking to someone
  • Stay positive and keep criticisms and negative comments to yourself
  • Compliment, compliment, compliment
  • Thank anyone hosting an event, dinner etc.
  • Never curse or use inappropriate language during social events
  • Never be rude

#7 Learn to handle embarrassing moments

No one is born with perfect manners and it is all a matter of practice. So while dating your SD if you realize that you have committed a faux pas, make as little of it as possible. Ignore whatever you did or didn’t do and force your mind onto something else. Go on smoothly as if nothing happened and very soon people around you will do the same.

Proof of Time Travel

Could time travel exist? Some people believe so. Look at these images and see what you think.

1. The Chinese Swiss Watch. Back in 2008, a 400 year old tomb was opened. Archaeologists were shocked to discover this small watch among the artifacts. The back of the watch is engraved with the word “Swiss”. They have no explanation of how this modern watch came to be in an unopened 400 year old tomb.

2. Charlie Chaplin Cell Phone. Viewers watching the extras section of the 1928 Charlie Chaplin film “The Circus” noted this person seemed to be talking on a cell phone. Others have claimed it was an ear trumpet, a horned device used to help those who were hard of hearing to hear. If that’s true, skeptics argue, who would she be talking to? Why is she laughing and talking if no one is there to hear but herself?

3. 1940s Hipster. This picture was taken at a small opening event in 1941.Time travel enthusiasts were quick to point out how this man stood out. He appears to be wearing a hooded sweatshirt and printed t-shirt, and holding a modern camera.

4. Rudolph Fentz. Rudolph apparently vanished without a trace in 1876. That alone wouldn’t be enough to constitute time travel, except that he turned up again…in the 1950s. Fentz allegedly materialized in a New York street, where he was struck by a car and died. Police were baffled as to what happened, especially when they found his pockets to only hold currency from the 1800s.

5. The Man in the Book. A couple was perusing an old book store when they happened across a book with this photograph included. It shows a group from 1917, but this man sticks out. His hair is disheveled and his clothing doesn’t fit in with the time period. Also note how the man beside him his staring at him, as though he too is aware of the strangeness.

Okay, let us review:

1. Jack come in lookin’ like Mad Max meets The Warriors
2. The reboot is hella darker and it’s exquisite like the aged wine that it is
3. An ambiguously human woman might might *might* have birthed the septuplet spawn of a demon
4. Jack fights a villain who looks like he’s from One Piece but talks like he’s from YTAS
5. Aku has a cell phone, and even if he had one before, the fact that he is given this kind of continuity even in this darker climate just –
6. Jack, at some point, became swordless and this is probably a part of what’s contributing to the guilt hallucinations


Author’s Note: Hey guys! @lucifer-in-leather sent this gif in to me a while ago (sorry this took so long!) and I decided to combine it with a challenge…it seemed to fit well! This is for @beckawinchester ‘s Birthday Challenge! Prompt will be bolded in the fic. I hope you enjoy it and as always feedback is welcome and appreciated! I love all of you. If you would like to join my tag list, send me an ask. I don’t bite. ;)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,000-ish

Warnings: Fluff, SMUT, Language

Prompts: #5 “How the hell am I supposed to fit in that?” and #1 Bar (Place)

Song: “Teacher” by Nick Jonas (I highly suggest you listen to this song. I love it!)

Originally posted by frozen-delight

“Fort Wayne, Indiana,” Sam confidently slid his laptop toward you as you sipped on your whiskey while Dean sighed and laid his head back in frustration. “String of female deaths at a bar. Apparently they do an amateur night for girls to dance up on the bar. The girls make some tips while they compete. The top two girls who collect the most cash move on to the finals, ya-da ya-da…”

You rolled your eyes and set your drink down, “Classy.”

“But get this,” Sam started and Dean raised his eyebrows expectantly, “The past three females that have died were one of the finalists. All found in the same dressing room. No forced entry, no sign of struggle. And the cameras show no one going in or out of the room but the girls.”

“Coyote Ugly gone bad,” You muttered and Dean snickered, enjoying your reference. “I will assist on this hunt under one condition…I am not dancing on a bar under any circumstances. You understand me?”

“Crystal clear,” Sam smiled and you stood up, then made your way to your room in the bunker to start packing. “Let’s leave within the hour.”

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Public Image
Suzuki Tatsuhisa
Public Image

(When Tatsu searched himself up on the internet… xD)

Tatsu: My persona… Well, calling it “persona” is a bit weird, but I am a person who changes quite dramatically when I go out and when I get home. In this sense, the image that everyone has in their minds, or even more so, the things that’ve been circulating all around the internet, are probably… different (from who I really am). *laughs* Yeah, plus there’s also the fact that many things changed as I got older. Um, but it’s always fun to look at (what people are talking about). The topic is not on cell phones anymore [note: he was talking about cell phones before this part], but ever since I got a smart phone, all sorts of information started to flow in – things became a lot more accessible. Gradually, I could no longer resist the lure and ended up searching (myself up on the internet). Looking at the things that showed up, I was kinda like, “Oh this is how people think about me,” “Right, this is how they feel,” or, “Ah, this is how they see me…” I mean, I would tell myself that after all, that was part of the information given out to the public, but the way it turned out was just… completely off… *LAUGHS* You know, that sort of thing happens from time to time.

Despite everything, the way everyone thinks about me is a part of my image, and I feel very grateful~ Well, well, to think of it another way, now that I know (about the opinions from the public), when I get to present myself to those people in person, I would be even more eager to show them the side of me that’s different from what they once thought. Yeah~

~from Cast Free Talk in Shinsengumi Gyoufuuroku Wasurenagusa

He Was Lost

The past three months were lonely.

That was putting it lightly, because honestly, how were you supposed to feel when you’re suddenly living without the other half of your heart -your best best friend, the love of your life. It wasn’t supposed to end the way it did. To be fair, you never imagined there would be an ‘end’ at all.

You remembered that day like it was yesterday, replaying the turn of events over and over again. Maybe if you’d looked him in the eyes more. Maybe if you’d kissed him harder. Maybe, if you’d hugged him a little bit longer. Then maybe, just maybe, he would still be yours, right where he belonged.

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Safety Tip

It isn’t widely talked about, but cell phones, at least in the US, must be able to call 9-1-1. Even if the phone isn’t set up on a network or has been suspended for nonpayment,. 

If you upgrade your phone and the old one still works, you can keep it in the car or home as an emergency backup in case you need to call for emergency services. 

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Either Helios and Apollo taking care of a sick Icarus or helping him deal with allergy season (I like sickfics and characters taking care of each other)


By default, Icarus isn’t a particularly cheery guy.  He’s prone to sarcasm, depression, and cynicism – even when he’s in fine health.

When he’s not in fine health, the grouchiness goes off the charts.

A long coughing fit is punctuated by two mighty sneezes and a curse.  “Is there some god of sickness so I can kick his ass,” Icarus raves hoarsely, looking around for more Mucinex.  

Helios laughs from where he’s sitting improbably balanced on the back of a kitchen chair.  “As it so happens, that particular asshole is in your apartment right now!”

Icarus looks up through bleary eyes at Helios, who’s pointing at Apollo, who’s looking at Icarus thoughtfully.

Icarus blinks.  “Wait – I thought you were a doctor?  The god of healing?  You heal people!”

“And kill them, sometimes. Both aspects of disease fall under my domain.  Though I lay no claim to this attack on your immune system,” Apollo says absently, leaning over to inspect Icarus closely.  Icarus feels too shitty to blush; he just glowers and wavers where he stands.

“…It does appear your initial production of white blood cells has failed to fight off the virus. It’s an infection now; a pity. You’ll have to go through the unpleasantness of fever and phlegm to dispel it.”

“I’ll be happy to help you kick his ass, Icarus, just say the word!”

Icarus groans and grabs a glass of water and the Mucinex, retreating to his room.  

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Lets talk about how my generations the problem when this baby boomer man shoved his way past the other students snapping “get out of the way, move it now!” to people sitting at the table. Lets talk about how, without an excuse me, he shoved some guy my age into the table by the seat he was sitting on so he could get through. 

Lets talk about how everyone in my generation asked if the chair next to me was in use because the spot on the table in front of it has art stuff and a cell phone. Lets talk about how when I said yes they smiled and walked away.

Lets talk about how this old ass man grabbed the chair, raised it over his head, almost hit the guy sitting on the other side, and walked away. Lets talk about how despite saying “EXCUSE ME” and “HEY, THAT’S SOMEONES CHAIR” he walked away grumbling under his breath. Lets talk about how when I confronted him on it being in use and the user was just in the bathroom this old man tells me to fuck off.

Lets talk about how the guy across from me, you know, in my generation scoffs and offers his chair to the girl, my girlfriend, to her since he’ll be going to class in ten minutes anyway. Lets talk about how he was ready to argue with this old man for my girlfriends chair. 

Yes. Lets talk about how entitled and rude my generation is as you take even the simplest things from us.

The Wrong Guy (Derek/Stiles)

Anonymous said: Derek/Stiles - “Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”

Nonnie! I hope you enjoy this one! Fic #26 in my 2017 Prompt Challenge

The Wrong Guy. Derek/Stiles. Teen. Also on AO3.

Stiles is having a drink at his favorite bar when a gorgeous guy says they’re supposed to be meeting. Stiles thinks Derek has the wrong guy, but Derek insists he’s the right one.

Rooney’s is a great place to get a drink after shifts end. It’s half-way between the subway station and his apartment, so Stiles will stop in several nights a week. Occasionally, one of his roommates will meet him for an early dinner, but Allison’s working third shift this week, Isaac is in the middle of his four-three, and Erica’s got a big work project that’s making her come home late all week.

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Laundry Day

Author: Mikala

Characters: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, (also, Sam WIlson makes a brief appearance, so there’s that)

Words: 2,650

Warnings: Smut between Pietro and the reader. Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, my dudes). Swearing. 

Author’s Note: I came up with this idea, and @bovaria picked the character. And then I found this picture, so it must have been meant to be. JUST LOOK AT HIM UGH. Anyway, enjoy!

Your night started out with laundry and a string of heavily-accented foreign words being yelled loudly from down the hallway, and even to your untrained ears, they sounded like expletives. You were taking your dirty clothes down to the laundry room in the tower, and before you hit the door, you could already tell that it was Pietro who was shouting. With one hand holding your laundry basket against your hip, you pushed through the door slowly, assessing the situation. Pietro stood in front of one of the various washing machines, a scowl set across his face.

“Hey, Piet. What’s going on?” You asked, cautiously walking closer to him. You set your basket on the floor in front of an empty washing machine next to him, then turned to look at the one he was facing.

“Stark and his damn technology,” Pietro muttered to you, his accent thicker than normal. You’d come to learn that that happened when he was angry. “I cannot get it to work,” he snapped, glaring daggers at the “error” message that blinked on the screen above the appliance. Tony had taken it upon himself to upgrade nearly every electronic and household appliance in the tower, and while some of you were adapting quickly, others were having a great deal of trouble. Pietro seemed to be one of the latter. He was constantly getting into arguments with inanimate objects (some of which could talk back to him—oh, the wonders of artificial intelligence) and he’d already broken several things, much to Tony’s dismay.

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anonymous asked:

Reaction to Jooheon, Minhyuk and Shownu, when do you give them a bj while they are talking on the cell phone?

Reacting to you giving them a blowjob while they’re on the phone (Shownu, Minhyuk, and Jooheon)

Warning: NSFW

Shownu: He didn’t even see it coming, it was such a blur to him. One minute you were watching tv while he was talking to his friend from highschool, the next minute you were in between his legs, a coy smirk on your lips. His eyes narrowed a bit as he kept talking while you unzipped his fly. “What are you doing?” He mouthed as his eyes went from your eyes to your hands quickly. “Nothing. Keep talking” You grinned as you took out his cock, slowly pumping it to get it nice and hard. “Y-Yea I remember the time you cheated off my test h-ha you’re still too mischievous” He spoke into the phone shakily as you started to take him into your mouth. He pleadingly looked at you as you licked across his tip. “Fuuuckkkk I um ju-just stubbed my toe. Uh oh” He laughed into the phone, trying to play it cool. 

“Y/n p-please” “Keep talking, baby”

Minhyuk“Yea, I ate this weird ass thing I found in the back of the fridge tod- woAH Y/N WHAT’RE YOU-?!” “Shhh” You cut him off as he exclaimed out of shock once he looked down to find you smiling smugly at him and tugging down his boxers to reveal his cock, immediately licking the length of it. He whimpered away from the phone as his dick twitched from your tongue, “Sorry for ye-yelling in your ear, y/n startled me h-haha” He tried to joke as you sucked on his now hard cock, watching his face twist into pleasure. “Yea I’m ok, I j-just have a re-really bad headache” He whined loudly once you took his whole length in your mouth, smacking his outer thigh from being so loud. “I’m ok I swear!” He said into the phone as he mouthed the words you were waiting for. “I’m close”

“Y-Yes my vo-voice has always randomly done that” “You’re so cute”

 Jooheon: He would freak the fuck out the whole entire time, afraid that the other person could sense the sinfulness of the act you were performing on him through the phone. His hands started shaking the middle of your ministrations, obviously nervous as hell but at the same time, horny as hell. He was fairly good at keeping quiet until you started dragging your nails down his bare thighs while you sucked on his hard, red cock. That’s when the noises started up. “Hnng, y-yep y/n’s doing fine. Sometimes she teases me t-too hmmm much. I mean she’s alw-always making f-fun of me” He glared at you a bit as you blew a kiss to him and pumped his cock faster, ignoring his soft groans. “F-Fuck I gotta call you back y/n broke a couch” He hung up the phone before the person could respond. He laid back his head and sighed loudly.

“That was smooth, Joohoney.” “You’re mean” 


Void - part 1

Series summary: Reader has lost her memory and Sam and Dean try to find a way to get her life back.

Summary, part 1: Reader finds herself lost in so many ways…

Characters/pairing: Reader x Dean (eventually), Sam, Crowley, Cas

Word count: ~1800

Warnings: some (mild) angst, mild language

Author’s note: This is the first fanfic I ever wrote. It’s a ten part series. The first part introduces our heroine, so bear with me - the boys will make an appearance in part 2.

I would love to hear what you think, and if you want to be tagged in the series send me a message and I’ll try to figure out how it works. :-)

“Hi honey. What would you like?”

You lifted your eyes to the waitress waiting next to your booth. She looked like someone’s grandma with her hair on a loose bun and a friendly smile. Your mind was totally blank as you shifted your eyes between her and the menu in your hands. You had no idea what you would like. You recognized the words on the menu, knew what they meant, but none of them held any particular charm to you. Nothing made you feel anything.

Her smile faltered slightly when you didn’t say anything. “I could recommend the pancakes, they’re the best in town”, she finally suggested.

You offered her a small smile and nodded. “Okay, that sounds good.”

“And perhaps you would like something to drink? Coffee, maybe?”

You nodded again, not sure what else you could’ve done. The drink options on the menu seemed endless and not one of them sounded better than the others.

The waitress left the table and you turned to look out the window. The street was busy with people going by, minding their business. No one looked familiar and no one paid you much attention. You fidgeted in your seat and glanced around the diner. It was the same - nothing or no one stirred any memories.

You sighed and thought back to the things you did remember. You had woken up alone in a dingy motel down the street, hungry like you hadn’t eaten in days and desperately needing a shower. You had been feeling weird, agitated and lonely, scared even. It had slowly dawned on you that you had no idea how and why you had ended up where you were. You didn’t remember. You had searched the room and found a backpack and a change of clothes your size, but not much else to help you figure it out. After a long debate you had decided to take a shower and head out to find more clues to what was going on. So now you sat here, trying to think of something you could remember, but the only result of wracking your brain was a throbbing behind your eyes.

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(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 2 817
summary : Reader comes home finding Kai touching himself.
warning : smut
note : (i’ve never written something that from a guy’s point of view , but i tried my best. hope you like it)
*gif by chris-wood

Kai hated being away from Y/N. They had rarely spent more than a day away from each other ever since becoming a couple and being separated was the definition of hell to him. It had barely been a few days since she had had to leave on that hiking trip her cousins had decided to drag her on and currently she was living in the land of no cell phone reception. He couldn’t even talk to her or video chat with her , not to mention being away from her for that long was starting to do things to him. Kai’s entire self was crying out for her presence. He had never realised how much he truly loved having Y/N around, her lips on his , their hands intertwined whether they were on the couch watching TV or during their intimate moments. He loved her more than words could describe and without her he felt incomplete and lost.
Kai missed having Y/N curled up next to him , resting her head on his chest while drawing figures with her fingers on his chest. He missed all those surprises while watching TV when her hand would slide up and down his chest , she’d tilt his chin towards her and kiss him like her life depended on it. Then her other hand would reach for the remote turning off the TV demanding his full attention. And while kissing him , her hand would find its way down to his belt , undoing it swiftly  pushing his zipper down until her hand was on his member , massaging him while trying to suffocate him with kisses. Kai was never able to say ‘no’ to her when that happened. Or in general really. Y/N was as good as getting what she wanted as he was , he loved that about her but also loved the fact he was the only one able to get her to submit. She liked being in control maybe a tiny little bit less than being dominated. He missed all of this so much , it had transferred in his dreams and now he had woken up hard , craving her touch , her small hand wrapped around him pumping him slowly , driving him crazy like never before in his life.
He reached for his phone on the nightstand. No messages. No missed calls. A sigh left his lips and he dialed her number again , hoping that maybe , just maybe by some miracle her phone had gotten at least one bar reception. Instead he reached her voicemail again , but just hearing her voice was enough to make him happy. Y/N had touched his heart and soul in a way no one had ever been able to. Her laugh always made him laugh , seeing her smile could brighten up even his darkest day. The way she loved him - unconditionally , with her entire self  had started to change him. Because of her , he wanted to be better. Kai didn’t just want her in his life forever, he needed her to be with him always and forever. The past few days have only proven to him that there is no version of his life without her. Not anymore.
“Hey.” he said , leaving her another message. “Sorry , I just needed to hear your voice and to tell you you are never ever ever allowed to on a hiking trip where there is no reception.” he laughed nervously. “Not unless I am coming with you. God , I miss you Y/N.  Don’t know how I’ll survive another two days without you.” *beep* Kai sighed. A few more days like this and he wouldn’t even be able to even leave her voice mails. He got up barely taking a few steps towards the door , hoping to find a distraction from his dream , only then realising how hard he had gotten. It was starting to get uncomfortable to walk.
“Well ..” he trailed off , brushing his hand across his briefs closing his eyes for a moment. He really wished Y/N was there. He could literally see her stand before him with wide eyes unable to focus on anything besides the bulge in his briefs. Placing her hand on his chest and pushing him onto the bed , slowly crawling over him. Kai slipped his hand in his briefs , wrapping his fingers around his thick shaft pumping himself slowly , thinking about the last time that had happened.
Y/N had been in the bathroom taking a shower right before her cousins came to pick her up. Kai had sneaked in there watching her , he hadn’t been able to stop himself. He loved every curve , every inch even the small scars on her thighs from the time Y/N had met the Originals. His eyes had followed ever move her hands made and it had been torture not going in the shower with her , but he had know if he goes in - he’d never ;et leave. After that he had walked out before her and tried to hide his hard on from her , yet somehow she had known. Accident or not her towel had fallen a step away from him , her eyes looking him up and down as he did the same to her.

  Y/N ran her hands through his chest , her eyes following her hand’s movements before looking up into his eyes. Her hand sliding down to his briefs and the moment her fingers wrapped around him through his briefs , she bit her lower lip. Kai loved seeing the spark in her eyes when she did that. It always drove him nuts. That and the fact somehow his girl was able to look so innocent when doing things like that.
 "Were you watching me in the shower ?“
“No.” he said pausing for a moment. “Yes. Y/N , don’t go. Stay with me , I’ll make it worth your while.”
“I made a promise , Kai.” she sighed , her gaze dropping to the ground for a second before looking up at him again. “That doesn’t mean we can’t play before I leave.”
Y/N pushed him onto the bed , slowly crawling over him , pulling her hair to the side before pulling down his briefs with her teeth lightly grazing his skin as she did. Kai had propped himself on his elbows watching her with eyes black with lust as his girl freed his lenght. Her fingers pulled down his briefs , licking a straight line across his shaft all the way from his balls to the tip , wrapping her fingers around him.

A soft moan escaped his parted lips and he closed his eyes for a moment , rubbing the tip of his lenght with his thumb , his other hand squeezing / massaging his balls. It didn’t feel the same as when his girl did it. Y/N had a magical touch , enough to make him hard on the spot even if her fingers just grazed across him.  Kai pushed his briefs down his legs and braced his hand against the wall near by the bedroom door , resting his head on it continuing to pump himself a little faster this time , his fingertips brushing against his balls from time to time getting closer and closer to his high with each passing second.
“You are driving me nuts , Y/N.” he groaned , his fingers tangling in her hair as her head bopped up and down his lenght slowly. Their eyes met for a second and Kai fought the urge to pull her up and fuck her senseless. Y/N had been teasing him for over five minutes now , slowly swirling her tongue around the top of his lenght acting as if his hard lenght is the tastiest lollipop in the world. He had a feeling to her , that was the truth. Her fingernails scratched lightly at his lenght and he couldn’t take it anymore. Kai grabbed a fist full of her hair pushing her head down suddenly , making her take him all the way , her moan vibrating through his lenght as he did so. His girl’s head bopped up and down his lenght faster with his help for a few moments before he let go and allowed her to continue on her own. Y/N’s hand massaged his balls , making him bite his lip at the feeling. The vibrations from her moans getting him closer and closer to his release.
“That’s it. Keep going princess.”
Her tongue swirled around his tip , going straight through the middle then down his lenght to his balls. Y/N kept pumping him as fast as she could while sucking on his balls feeling him twitch in her hands. The tip of her tongue drawing circles as she made her way back to the tip of his lenght taking him in again.
“So close …”

All of the sudden someone blew a light stream of air on his tip and Kai opened his eyes finding Y/N kneeling before him , looking at him with wide eyes. She was wearing a short slightly puffy skirt and tight white top , her jacket on the floor a few steps behind her. Was he imagining or did she really had no bra on ?
“I leave you for three days and find out moaning my name first thing when I get home.” she smiled. “Someone clearly missed me.”
Y/N gripped his wrist removing his hand from his member , replacing it with hers. Her tongue drew a circle on the tip slowly taking him in her mouth sucking him as if her entire existence depended on it, massaging his balls the entire time.
Y/N had arrived barey 7 minutes ago , taking off her shoes and walking as quietly as possible around the house looking for him. It hadn’t taken her long to find him. Just as she was about to pop her head into their room , Kai had moaned her name making her stop abruptly outside. Y/N recognised the sound the second it made its way to her ears and she decided to prepare a small surprise for him. Well , two actually. He didn’t even hear her bra and jacket drop on the floor or hear her lean against the door frame or see her for that matter. His eyes were closed and he was biting his lip. For a minute she stood there , watching him pump himself faster each time , his mouth hanging open , moaning her name. The sight of Kai touching himself was enough to make her wet , in fact she was slowly starting to drip down her thigh. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen him touch himself before , but it had never been like that. His moans were getting louder and Y/N knew he was close to finishing. Easily she could’ve let him do it himself but she just couldn’t keep her hands to herself. Not after three days missing him so much , it had felt as if air had been pulled out of her lungs. A smile spread across her face as she knelt down before him , his thick shaft barely an inch from her …
“You have no idea.” he moaned , pulling her up smashing her against the wall attacking her with a long passionate kiss. Her hand still wrapped around his lenght the entire time , drawing soft circles on the tip just like only she can. “Three whole days without you. I’m not letting you leave the house , ever.”
He pressed his body to hers , sliding his hand under her skirt and Y/N winked at him. Kai looked surprised figuring out it wasn’t just her bra missing but her panties too. His mouth formed a small ‘o’ figuring out she was already wet. He wondered how long she had been around before going to him and most importantly how he hadn’t noticed. Kai’s fingers brushed against her clit , drawing slow figure eights before pushing their way in curling around inside her. Oh how much he had missed this. He tugged at her skirt tearing it off her in a split second , purple / black veins showing under his eyes as he did so.
Y/N shook her head slightly biting her thumb. Kai looked at her confused - there was one thing she had never been able to tell him and that had been ‘no’. She was doing it on purpose. He just knew it. There was no way she didn’t want this as much as he did , specially considering how easy she had made it for him to get all that he wants. A throaty growl came from his lips , purple black veins showing under his eyes. The 'I-always-get-what-I-want’ look he gave her made her wet on the spot.
“God you’re hot when you do that.” she said biting her lip a split second before pushing her feet off the ground and wounding her legs around his waist , her hands hooking around his neck pulling his lips towards her. Kai shoved her against the wall , 'dropping’ her on his shaft at the same his hips pushed up. His lips barely left hers the first few thrusts. He was more eager than ever and Y/N was no different. It felt as if they were both trying to make up for three days being away from each other in a few minutes.
“Fuck you feel so tight around me. I missed that.” he groaned , resting his forehead on hers. Y/N tugged on his hair a little tighter pulling his head back a bit , feeling his length twitch inside her. A louder moan left Kai’s lips and he locked eyes with her again. Her walls clenched around him and Y/N could see his face change again a moment before in vampire speed he whooshed them to the bed tossing her on it. Her head nearly hit the headboard as he ripped her top off her and entered her again , picking up right where he had left off only a second ago.
“Wow - I missed this. You. Your lips on mine -” she smiled , cupping his face and pulling him down for a kiss , her hands moving towards the back of his head tangling in his hair. Kai spread her legs wider , thrusting in and out of her harder and deeper than ever hitting her spot almost every time. Each thrust making her body jolt forward almost hitting the headboard , knocking out the air from her lungs.
“How are you home early?” he wondered. “God , I hope I’m not dreaming again because if so - I’m going out in the mountains to find you and we will knock out a few trees on our way back to civilization , if you know what I mean.”
Y/N smiled at him , digging her nails in his back drawing blood. He was fucking her relentlessly , getting her closer  and closer to her release. His hard lenght twitched inside her and he moaned a little louder.
“I couldn’t stand another second unable to see or talk to you , so I just left this morning.” she moaned a little louder , her walls contracting around him. His thursts were starting to get sloppy though never slowing down or losing their force. A throaty growl came from his lips and something flashed in Kai’s eyes for a second , too fast for her to understand what it had been. Her fingers tangled in his hair , feeling his lenght twitch inside her again moments before he came in hot spurts inside her reaching his high only moments before she did. Kai didn’t pause for a second. His lips collided with hers again , drowning her in the kiss while riding through both their orgasms. He pinned her hands over her head , both of them trying to catch their breath.
“I hope you are not tired.” he whispered brushing his nose against hers then lightly against her cheek as he make his way to her neck. “Because now that you are back … I don’t plan on letting you leave the bed until you can’t walk.”
“Who says I want to leave the bed ?” she raised her brows for a moment and winked at him. “Maybe I want to us to break it …”
“That’s my girl.”  said Kai with a devilish smirk , thinking about all the things he had wanted to do to her the past couple of days , trying to decide which one he wants to do next. In the end he decided to do all of them.

Interview translation (Takumi Shu)

This is from one of the trilogy era fan books, an interview with Ace Attorney writer/creator/director Takumi Shu about Phoenix and Edgeworth. I posted it on the PW Kink Meme before but since I finally jumped on the Tumblr bandwagon, I figured I might as well put it up here too. Enjoy~

Interviewer: The profile that the fans came up with for Wright is published on page 46. What’re your thoughts on it?

Shuu: You all put a lot of thought into that, didn’t you? Personally when it comes to Wright, the more I try to unravel him, the less I understand. When it comes to Edgeworth, he’s a little more unstable in some ways than the average person, so that actually makes it easier to think up interesting replies for him. But with Wright, I feel like he’s the type who leads a relatively normal life with both feet on the ground. And he’s quite average. That actually makes it more difficult to imagine what his life style is like.

I: As you say, Inaba-san and Iwamoto-san both described Wright as “average.” (see page 48)

S: I suppose so. He gives the impression of having been raised in a very normal family. I think he probably grew up in municipal housing or apartment building with his family. I bet even now he’s renting a normal apartment. He probably commutes to the bath house and stuff.

I: When it comes to his mode of transportation between his place of residence and his office or the bath house, it seems that a lot of fans are of the opinion that he rides his bike…

S: Couldn’t it be like a granny bike [characterized by having a basket on the front for carrying a purse/groceries]? I don’t really think a mountain bike suits him (lol) Just so we’re clear, I don’t ride a granny bike (lol)

I: Train and bike were mentioned, but what about other modes of transportation?

S: It’s been established that he doesn’t own a car. I can’t picture him driving one, it just doesn’t fit his image (lol)

I: Does he have his driver’s license?

S: Probably not.

I: While we’re on the subject, what about you, Shu-san? Do you have your license?

S: I don’t, actually (lol). That might have influenced Wright in a way.

I: The next item on the player input survey is about “part time jobs he had in college.” In average Wright’s case, there seems to be a general consensus that it would’ve likely been something that had a lot to do with serving people’s daily needs or the hospitality industry, but since he was enrolled in the art department, I think it would be interesting if he’d done some artistic modeling.

S: He might’ve also been something like a manga artist’s assistant.

I: What exactly was Wright studying in the art department?

S: I actually have an established headcannon about that. He was hoping to become a Shakespearian actor. That’s why he was enrolled with the art department. Influenced by that experience, his gestures tend to be a little exaggerated

I: So did he plan on someday going to England to study acting, then?!

S: I think he did. But then while he was enrolled, a newspaper article about Edgeworth caught his eye. After that he changed courses and started studying to be a defense attorney so that he could meet Edgeworth.

I: I wouldn’t have expected him to pursue an acting career. So does this mean that he’s actually pretty capricious?

S: I wouldn’t call him capricious exactly; I think he’s more the type that once he starts thinking a lot about a certain thing, he becomes very single-mindedly fixated on that thing (lol). I already mentioned that in the “his ‘type’” section though, didn’t I?

I: I see. Let’s talk about his taste in cell phones. What sort of phone do you imagine him owning?  I’m betting that since he’s hopeless with technology, he has a very basic model that he’s used and loved for a long time. Is that right?

S: It’s probably one of those old basic straight phones [as opposed to a slider or flip phone which were more common in Japan when this was written]. But even as old as it is, he still hasn’t managed to ruin it with over use. I doubt he’d bother to replace it until it actually breaks… He doesn’t seem like he’d be able to afford an upgrade before that time (lol)

I: Wright keeps taking jobs that don’t end up paying much, so he doesn’t seem like he has much money.

S: And we probably shouldn’t underestimate the cost of maintaining that office of his. It’s in pretty good shape, and there’s a decent amount of room in there. But I think that for Wright, in contrast to wealthy Edgeworth, a poorer image suits him pretty well. If you think of him that way, he, how should I put this… it adds flavor to his character (lol)

Interviewer: Looking at the responses we gathered from the fans, we got some pretty nice comments, but it still feels like there are gaps here and there. What can you tell us about Edgeworth’s character?

Shu: Compaired to Wright, don’t you think Edgeworth’s details are easier to imagine? How should I put this… it’s easy to play around with different aspects of his character. Once I decided that he was rich, various inspirations about him just kept coming to me.

I: Speaking of his wealthiness, it looks like the fans, in regard to his living quarters, imagined him to have rather expensive tastes.

S: I wonder (lol). I think he might be the owner of a large dog. Its collar is white and has frills on it. If you’re going to keep a large dog like that indoors, I suppose an expensive apartment would be best. He’d be like, “Hey, Pess! What’re you barking at?!”

I: …Pess?!

S: That’s the dog’s name (lol) Edgeworth doesn’t seem like the type who’d be good at communicating with other people or horses, Pess is the only one he can really communicate well with.

I: Pess is the only one, huh? (lol) That’s pretty blunt.

S: If Pess were to die, Edgeworth’s world might come to an end. He’s a man who lives in that sort of delicate balance.

I: Edgeworth’s emotional state really depends on Pess’s wellbeing, doesn’t it? So even though he puts up a strong front for the rest of the world, he allows himself to be vulnerable in front of Pess. Is that it?

S: Not only that, but Edgeworth is a very two-faced character. At first, I planned to write him as the type of man without any chinks in his armor. But then… in the strategy guide published by Futabasha, Suekane-san drew a comic in which Edgeworth was a Steel Samurai fan. Now that I think about it,that was what caused Edgeworth’s character to begin to crumble (lol). I began to think “he might actually be cuter if there were chinks in his armor.”

I: Between Wright and Edgeworth, which one do you view as being cuter?

S: Wright is heavily modeled after my own personality, so I can’t really think of him as “cute.” Maybe it’s because when I write from Wright’s point of view, I’m basically just writing what I would think in that situation.

I: So from Wright’s perspective, Edgeworth is…

S: He’s probably thinking that Edgeworth is a pretty cute guy (lol). The second game was when Edgeworth really began to come into his own as a character. So as I was writing it, I began to want to give him a little more development, and I came up with an episode where Wright’s it a really tough spot and Edgeworth helps him out.

I: You’re right; it was the fourth case of the second game where we really began to see Edgeworth as a good guy. It really gave credibility to the claim that he was Wright’s best friend. Now, returning to the topic of the profiles, I’m curious as to what you have to say about Edgeworth’s taste in music.

S: He might be a ppongjjak fan. [Pponjjak= Korean techno/disco music XDDDD]

I: P-ppongjjak?! That’s… rather unexpected…

S: What would be the fun in making him a classical music fan? So he’d be like, standing at attention, listening to ppongjjak. I think that style of music actually suits Edgeworth’s character pretty well.

I: According to the opinions of some players, they could imagine him “singing a passionate rendition of the English song 'My Way.’” Might he sing this song after a victory in court?

S: Sometimes he’ll do things in accordance with the Von Karma family tradition. That means if he wins a trial, he definitely sings “My Way.” (lol) Manfred Von Karma would hold the mic out to him and say, “Sing, Miles.” Franziska might also join him.

I: Speaking of the Von Karma family, it’s amazing how he had all those Von Karma-isms carefully hammered into him since around his middle school years.

S: He received special accelerated education for gifted children, so by the time he was around 20 years old, he fit in pretty well at the Von Karma family dinner table. By the way, the old housekeeper that currently tends to Edgeworth’s fancy appartment has been with him since back then (lol)

I: The old housekeeper left the Von Karmas so that she could be with Edgeworth, huh? (lol)

S: But I think of Edgeworth as being the type of man who really appreciates time to himself, so on such occasions the housekeeper won’t disturb him. I wonder what it is about Edgeworth’s character that makes him so easy to play with (lol). It’s strange.