He Knows Damn Well That He Shouldn't Even Been Looking At Her. He's Old Enough To Be Her Father And That's

he raises a brow at her, mischievous glint in his eyes that spreads to a smirk. his free hand slides over her inner thigh, tugging it towards him so he can press a kiss there. "how else am i gonna take a photo of the most beautiful pussy in the world?" he teases, gaze on hers as he continues trailing kisses along her upper thigh. "that right is it? you're not gonna let me see it?" he nips the skin there gently, tongue smoothing over the same space a moment later. "do i need to rip these panties right off you do i, darling?"

simone rolled her eyes, trying to refrain from letting herself be heard from her husband's phone. she knew arthur was busy, she married him knowing so, but even her patience was running low. "your face is almost buried between my legs and your phone is still in your hands?" she mused, leaning forward. still, she felt like putty in his hands now with his attention back to her. "hmm, i'm not sure your sorry get's accepted. i don't know if you even deserve to see my pussy." she made no move to pull them aside. she fought hard against it but a smirk fell on her lips.

the last thing she wanted was for him to follow her from the castle, the queen seeking the crisp night air as a reprieve from the roiling jealousy within her. she hated seeing others flirting with him, knowing damn well she couldn't do the same in public. "i'm fine, why don't you go back in the castle?

Open to anyone. Assume connections and f28+ if romantic. Also open to this being a period setting and if it is, he's a lord/ knight.

"Hey, hey...are you alright? What's up with you tonight? You've been acting strange," Liam panted slightly as he hurried up to the other who had made an excuse and left the house to go outside.

"i still tell them there's no pussy prettier than yours. i just don't feel the need to let others see what's mine to prove it." he'd always been possessive to a fault, especially over the women that he'd dated. her especially with all their history and the fact that she was still someone that he could call his. the fact that she's holding her panties aside just for him has him growing hard against the mattress, his tongue lavishing where she's wet and open for him. "all mine." he murmured in response, mouth open against her clit as he kisses it softly, teasing her thoroughly. "yeah babe, do you need my mouth?" he teases, tongue continuing to caress where she's most sensitive, fingers gripping her thighs a little tighter as he looks up at her. "beg for me."

"Honey I just wouldn't be surprised you wanted to brag should you hear someone brag about seeing the prettiest pussy in the world." Veronica replied with a smile knowing he was obsessed with hers. The soft subtle moves he did before finally pulling her panties away made her melt with desire. When she's bare, she eagerly spreads her legs loving the look on his face when upon taking in the sight of her bare pussy just for him. "All for you baby." She hummed already pushing her fingers through his hair encouragingly. As his mouth started tasting her, she moaned softly losing herself to the pleasure. "Take care of it baby I need you." She whined wanting to give him as much praise as possible considering he was incredibly talented at eating her out.

she hasn't felt this safe in a long time. they had power to light their bunker, a security system that would keep the walls around them safe from the creatures that walked the streets outside. that feeling of freedom feels almost electric between, changing the very current of the air tonight. they're even standing far closer than they usually would, almost sharing breath and most certainly sharing the smoke that plumes between their lips. "i did. i only had one packet on me when the world went to shit. pretty sure i went through withdrawal when i finished it." the smile on her face is soft for him, leaning back against the wall as her chin tilts up slightly to take in the smile on his face. fingers brush against his own when she takes the cigarette back, inhaling deeply and damn near losing her breath entirely when his eyes drop to her mouth. she exhales smoke between them, her own gaze catching on his lips before flicking back up to his eyes, overly aware of how close they were. "stop looking at me like that."

it had taken several weeks to clear out the bunker, with several more to fix up the place. at that time, fox had nearly quit, thinking all this effort was of waste. but once the generators were hooked up, and fox watches as isabelle punches in the code for the door, he realizes that all that hard work had been for something. for once, he's able to let down his guard. "might not be, but this is as close to normal as we can get." a small smile appears beneath his greying beard at her excitement, watching as she wastes no time lighting it up and handing it over. fox hesitates for a second before he accepts the cigarette by taking it in between his fingers. he takes a long drag, savoring it, before exhaling out the smoke between them. "never thought i'd miss these so much." he states in a low voice before holding the cigarette up for her to take back. but his eyes are not on her own, but on her lips instead, watching as they part and the cigarette to be placed in between them.

she goes willingly into his arms when he wraps her in the towel, hands resting gently against his chest. it's funny how violent the both of them are in their day to day lives, their hands covered in more blood than anyone would know, yet she always feels safe in his hold. "it's not that there are better options than you, baby. i just...i'd hate to look back on my twenties only to realize i wasted them not having fun and living life to the fullest. a real relationship just doesn't fit into that for me." but why did it feel like she was losing something even more special in exchange for that? his arms drop but hers don't, one of her hands sliding up to his cheek and brushing her thumb over it. "okay. you're gonna share a bed with me though, yeah? i'm not sleeping on your couch."

Now that she's cleaned up Benedict allows himself to admire her for all her beauty. Of course he wants her but what they want are two completely different things. As she reached for the towel he beats her to it and opens one to wrap her up in before pulling her close against him. "I do want you I just want you completely. Not just for hooking up or when you don't have better options, which are arguable in my opinion." He sneered knowing there weren't many men out there better than him. "You could have me every night if you would just not be such a brat. I mean I like you being a brat just not about being with me." He shrugs before letting her out of his arms. "Stay here tonight yeah? Just so I know you're okay. I'll grab some clothes for you to wear. They'll be mine though since you didn't leave any here when you left."

it's only when she feels at ease in the street that she finally sheathes her dagger back against her thigh, settling into quiet steps. she glances at the skyline, noting how low the sun was starting to get and noting that they'd taken longer than planned. "stop apologizing, it's fine." though it was endearing how earnest he was in his apology, like he had crossed some line she had never put into place. her smile widens as the tension breaks, cheeks still tinted scarlet from his touch as she looks sidelong at him. "is that right?" she teases him, letting her shoulder brush against his own. now that she's had the taste of touch again, she was unwilling to go so long without it anymore. "well that's comforting to know when we go to sleep tonight."

they were in the clear, with taking one last survey at the building they exited just to make certain they weren't being followed by whatever undead monstrosity was patrolling the upper levels. when isabelle speaks, he turns back around and watches as she takes the lead. "sorry," he apologies with a genuine tone before her added quip knocks whatever breath left in him as he lets out a soft laugh. now that she mentioned it, his hands have not stopped burning where he had felt her breath pressed up against his palm, or when she had taken his soon after. "guilty," he plays along as he catches up and falls into step with her "but hey, you finally gave me a reason — now i'm not letting you out of arm's reach."

"why do you think?" she shrugs simply, brow creasing with emotion.

inspo from this.

" why did you kiss me like that? " confusion spread across his face.

selaena tended to stay out of the political matters her brother involved himself in. she did not like war or conflict, she didn't like her brother's greed when it came to land, and she certainly didn't enjoy the great loss of life that came with that. she was a princess for the people, content to do her work with the least fortunate in their society. taking in her brother's enemy? certainly the most involved she's been with the crown in a long time. her eyes flash when she notices him trying to sit up, stepping forward and one of her hands gently pressing against his shoulder. "please, don't strain yourself on my account. you're not in any condition for that." her hand is warm when she removes it from his shoulder, gaze catching on his torso and swallowing thickly before she tugs the sheet back up for him. "you've been sleeping for four days time. you murmured a bit here and there, but i was sure you weren't aware of much when you did." she smiles softly at the sound of his stomach growling, turning to one of her servants to send for food before facing him again. "selaena. princess selaena. it's a pleasure to hear your voice, king valor." she holds her breath, waiting to see if he realizes who she was.

a form of a woman, beautiful and smooth-edged with dark hair && a curious look in her eye, materialized in the fuzzy center of valor’s vision. for a moment - a fleeting second, just a flash of it, he inhaled sharply. the king thought he recognized her. eyes lit up, but as he gazed with lips slightly agape, he realized that through the fog of his pounding temples, he couldn’t quite place her. couldn’t bring any true realization up, no memories to associate to her striking beauty, nor recollection of the sound of her voice. just a vague, nearly empty sense of having seen her before… like she’d leapt from a dream. perhaps that was all. he was imagining things in his weakened state. “ and just how long is a long time? “ he finally croaked out, unable to sit up fully, feeling how his whole body betrayed him as he tried to come to a stand as any gentleman would when a lady entered the room. she spoke with the refinement of at least upper nobility. and yet - despite whatever valiant effort he made to show his respects to his savior, valor was unable to do much more than twitch in the sheets, allowing them to drop lower down his bare body. heat burned embarrassment through his core, and he was once again betrayed as his stomach let out a furious growl in response. “ …i suppose i am. thank you, my lady... ah...? “

it's a relief even to simply have her body pressed against his hard on, groaning softly as his fingers flex against her waist. he won't risk pushing the boundaries further without her lead. "i will." he murmurs quietly in return, dark eyes glued to her own as he brushes his hand along her waist. "then i'll earn it." he groans in surprise when she starts to move her body against his, pressing her closer as his forehead settles against her own. he almost can't believe she's finally touching him again after all this time. he's even more shocked when she kisses him and he feels her hand gripping him over his pants. he groans loudly, ducking his head back down to kiss her again. "you have no idea how much i think about you." he has to urge himself not to thrust into her hand, his own palm sliding over her breast instead. "i'd give anything to be inside you again. to be close to you like that."

Harriet shouldn't have been surprised when Tomas pulled her into his lap. Right away she gasped at the feeling his erect cock pressing against her. "I trust that you'll try," she whispers not wanting to get her hopes up for anything. It was beyond obvious that he wanted her she just wasn't completely ready to give into him yet. "I know you do, I just need a little more time. For you to earn it. To show me you aren't going to hurt me." She whispers already starting to grind herself against him. Of course she's starting to get wet herself but she has faith he would respect she doesn't want sex tonight. She is willing to give him a little something though. "Tell me how bad," she whispered lightly kissing his lips as her hand reached between them to start stroking his cock. "Tell me how bad you want me."