It's Only When She Feels At Ease In The Street That She Finally Sheathes Her Dagger Back Against Her

every part of him is one fire, alight with the flame of desire that she lit the spark to. he hadn't expected her to want to touch him again anytime soon, had barely been touched in the years since his wife passed, and it's driving him to madness. the simple touch of her hand has his eyes closing initially, soft grunts leaving his lips as he forces himself to remain still and not eagerly thrust into her hand. "fuck, harriet." he breathes, gasping quietly when he feels her hand slide under his clothes, gripping him bear and causing his eyes to flash open so he could look at her. his groan becomes even louder when she speaks in spanish, hot desire coursing through him as he loses his composure, hips thrusting up into her hand. "is this alright?" he questions, seeking her permission for his hand on her breast, thumb brushing softly across her nipple. "you feel so fucking good, sweetheart."

Being wit him like this again reminds Harriet of that first night together. When she was so attracted to him it hurt. Even if she was still upset about what happened after they slept together - it was impossible not to realize how attractive Tomas is. Even the sound of his voice promising to earn her trust turns her on. Yet at the same time she needs to keep her resolve, not give into him right away. Although she doesn't mind the natural way his hands move over her body. He's the only man she's let touch her in years, even before her divorce. Other women may think she was insane for rebuffing his advances for turning him down. They would kill to have anyone fawn over them like he was doing now. Harriet pushed away the waistband of his boxers to wrap her hand around his cock, eagerly stroking him. "And someday you might," she whispered into his ear not wanting to lead him on. "Right now though you get what I give you Tomas." Then to make it even more sensual for him she switched to speaking Spanish, "I'll please you until you earn the right to please me again."

it helps pull her out of her rage at the man before them when his fingers touch her cheek. she steps forward until she can pull the brass knuckles off and place them on the counter, softer hands finding his chest and splaying there as her gaze rises to meet his own. "i don't know how they could have possibly thought that threatening our kids is what would make us soft." she scoffs, though as he continues to speak her mouth tugs upwards into a smile, fingers curling in his shirt as she hums. "i missed this too. wasn't sure when we were gonna get back to it with the babies, but i love doing this with you." one hand moves up, stroking gently across his jaw. "i love knowing that whenever there's a threat, we can always rely on each other to take care of it."

Although it was under frightening circumstances there was some excitement in working this kind of job with his wife. While he did more dirty jobs than her it was kind of a turn on to see her in her element. When they learned about the threat to their children it was something they certainly didn't react to calmly. "It's okay," he smiled reached to cup her cheek brushing away some splattered blood with his thumb. "I'm just glad Ray found this guy for us. If anything it's going to send a message that having kids hasn't made us soft rather it's made us even more dangerous. You know, I missed this. Us working together. Not how I wanted us to get back into things but in this career if you wanna call it that, there aren't many things we get to control. I'm just glad I'm doing it with you."

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MADELAINE PETSCH AS CHERYL BLOSSOM | RIVERDALE 4.03

she's known for a long time now that he was her perfect partner in every way. from his patience with her back when they were young to indulging her in her every fantasy, there was not another man alive who she could ever want like she does him. lorna laughs under her breath, a moan punching out of her a moment later with a particularly hard thrust. "won't be the last time either. it's kind of hot to have other people watching us." she well and truly didn't mind an audience when it came to them, loving the fact that ray never seemed to care either. "i can't stay quiet when i have your cock inside me, baby. it fucks me so good and feels so thick." she praises him, whining and bucking her hips when he gets his fingers on her clit. "oh god." she mutters in between kisses, clinging onto the counter as she pants into his mouth. "always wet for you. gonna be even wetter when i cum for you."

Without question Ray knew that he was an extremely lucky man. There was nothing he took for granted. Including having a wife who was incredibly horny for him constantly. Of course he couldn't imagine ever denying her sex even if it was at risk of being caught. "As if it would be the first time," he laughed clinging to her hips as he continued thrusting himself into her. If people didn't already know about their voracious sexual appetite they would now. "Oh yeah baby they really are gonna know after tonight huh, you just love being fucked so good you can't stay quiet can ya?" He countered reaching a hand around her body so he could rub his fingers over her clit. "Such a wet pussy for me baby I love it," he groaned into another kiss eager to make her a complete mess.

there are mobsters in every seat around them, two strippers on the stage before them as their private room comes alive with debauchery. arthur takes in all that there is to behold, but especially what romee was about to do. what he had dared her to do, desperate to see just how far she was willing to go in public. his hand is gripped tight in her hair and upon the first pass of her mouth over the bottle neck, he can already feel hardness straining in his jeans. arthur keeps his grip on her hair, grinning at her as everybody cheers, guiding her head to take more and more of the bottle with each movement of his hand. "there's a good fucking girl." he quips, reaching forward with his free hand to tug her dress away from her tits, exposing them to everyone's gaze as he holds her head down over the bottle for a long moment.

setting ; based on this gif. can be at a private s.ex club, swingers club, private room at a strip club surrounded by a mob boss and associates, a work trip gone a little wild, anything! ( to note : if you'd rather request my a.na d.e a.rmas character or my e.lla p.urnell character for this starter lmk! )

status ; open to anyone!

She was drunk on attention long before the bubbles started to spill. The knife in her hand clinked against the neck of the champagne bottle - forcing a few cheers from those around her as the expensive liquor foamed and was ready to erupt. "Quiet, quiet!" Romee yelled, laughter escaping her while she bent over the table, hitting the bottle once more to cause an eruption of fizz. Adorned in next to nothing - with a fist full of her hair being held tight by one of the other patrons, she took the tip of the bottle into her mouth, her lips pursed tightly around it, cheeks sucking in. The other behind her helped guide her up and down the bottle, and with every forceful motion, she gagged and gasped - the foam bubbling out, drenching not just her but the floor beneath her as she continued to put on the show for everyone watching her.

there's an easy smile that settles on her face as he listens to his response, heart swelling. at every opportunity presented he had always stepped up and proved that he was perfect for her. "i think that the last time we tried so hard for kids it nearly destroyed us. and now we have these two perfect babies, our marriage is better than ever, and i don't want to jeopardize that. i don't want to try for any more babies. i don't want to go on birth control either though, so if i were to get pregnant again, great. but i couldn't be happier with what we have." her fingers curl against his neck, humming as they press close together. "fingers, ears, there are plenty of options. though i want his trigger finger gone." she steps back, eyes remaining only on ross as she leans against the bench, reaching for a knife. she runs a blade sharpener against it's edge as she watches him, satisfied smirk curving her lips as she listens to him threaten the swine that had threatened their family. "you're really sexy when you do that, mr. strollo."

"You know babe I don't wanna rule it out but I like to think we got really lucky with the babes. I mean, if we keep trying is it selfish to put yourself through that? I mean if you wanna try, we try. I just think we take this time to be the best damn parents we can for them." Although Ross would gladly give Isabelle all the children she wanted things didn't also work out how you wanted to them to. Which is why he was open to dedicating themselves to the twins. As the shitbag before them continues to groan with pain he eagerly pulled his wife closer by the hips pressing their bodies together. "Ok yeah we can do that. I mean people can live without a few fingers or teeth, we just might not be so kind about the process of removing them." Smirking at how the man before them started to plea about sparing him. With a sigh Ross pulled back to kneel before him reaching to take his banged up face in his hand forcing eye contact. "You agreed to come after my fucking kids. This isn't a negotiation. It's a punishment. Don't worry we'll leave enough so you can eat solid food and tell people about what happens with you fuck with the Rossi family. Now don't let me hear you bitch again or we'll do something to shut you up."

"you know, i was having a lovely lunch with my children before you summoned me." selaena teases gently, fingers gripping the skirts of her dress as she ascended towards the throne. she'd been enjoying her time in his kingdom so far after visiting from her own, there to celebrate his name day and solidify the alliance they'd formed between their kingdoms. she curtsies to him out of politeness rather than necessity, rising to her full height before raising a brow at him. "well that's rather ominous. what is it you wish to discuss?"

open to: f/m/nb potential connection: someone that's in his castle that he summoned to the throne room. could be another royal, servant, knight, someone he kidnapped/got in a peace treaty, t.boo connections welcomed muse: king julius [ 66 y/o king of his land. while at first he seemed to be a just ruler, with age he showed his true colors and began leading with an iron fist. cruel, wise, manipulative, confident ]

the throne was comfortable and even if it wasn't, the king was accustomed to it by now. he was almost certain that the chair had molded into his body. he had risen up to wear the crown when he was fourteen and never had to back down. thankfully. that was a long time. so sue him if he needed entertainment from time to time. "ahh good, you finally came." a small smile formed on his face when he saw the other enter. "i trust it that no one is waiting outside? what we have to talk about might not be suitable for all ears. you never know if there's a traitor nearby."

they were more solid than they'd ever been, her trust in him utterly unwavering. their love was just as strongly, with her belonging to him just as he belonged to her. she rolls her eyes, though she knows damn well he's right. "yes, and you're very much using those tools to your advantage, santino." she teases him, using his full first name just as he used hers. her smile is mischievous though, her nose barely brushing his own as she smiles. she sighs, fingers pressing gently against his chest at the knowledge that he was right. she spends a moment deliberating, weighing up the pros and cons of just leaving with him now. "you know how wet being jealous makes me." she quips, kissing him back before shrugging her shoulders. "fuck it, i'd rather be at home with you, honey. i already gave my speech, i just have to talk to a couple more people and then we can go. call a car, okay?" she kisses him once more, already moving away so they can leave sooner.

Considering the strength of their relationship Ross knew he wasn't the one she worried about in this situation. If he were being honest he more worried for the woman's well being considering how ruthless his wife could be when it came to him. This charm to get him to change his mind was nothing new. There were many things Isabelle could get him to change his mind on, this was not one of them. "That's because our therapist gave us good tools to use when we need to establish boundaries Isabelle." He pressed their foreheads together as he smile sweetly. "Not with you wearing this gown tonight my love, I'm sorry. You're just going to have to stay a wet mess until we get home. Where I can take it off you properly and not risk hurting ourselves or objects in the process of capitalizing on this very sexy behavior." He lightly kissed her lips before pulling back. "I am very flattered though you want me so badly. Promise I'm not going to be selfish at all when we get home."