Flashlight
You watched as the water trickled down the window of the bus, the lights of the city warped as they flashed by. The sky was deep shades of grey and the clouds moved quickly, pushed by the storm. You trailed your finger down the path one of the raindrops left, the cool glass leaving a pleasant feeling on your fingertip. In the distance, the building came into view. You sat up, patting the bag in your lap, getting ready to get off at your stop.
The bus came to a halt, breaks creaking and letting out a gust of steam as it did. The doors opened and a strong gust of wind and moisture burst in. You grabbed onto your jacket and bag, holding your things tighter to your body in fear that the storm might sweep it all away. The rain was stronger than it looked, whipping the sides of your face and dampening your hair as you hurriedly made your way into the building. Your shoes got soaked despite the fact that you had tried to avoid puddles, which was difficult seeing as the whole street was practically a puddle because of the heavy downpour.
You made a dash through the doors, a shiver creeping up you as you suddenly became aware of just how much moisture was clinging to your body. You shook yourself off and made your way to the practice room.
You could hear the music as you got closer and smiled as you watched him from the door. He held an expression that you would have thought was one of anger had you not known him so well and been accustomed to his state of deep concentration. The moment his attention came to the door, he stopped and his expression softened.
His face was a mixture of happiness but also what seemed like concern or relief.
“________-ah didn’t you get my messages?” he held his phone up, looking from the device and back to you. You stood confused for a moment and then realized you had in fact not checked your phone since you threw it into your bag before getting on the bus. You mentally slapped yourself as you dug into your bag to find it. You unlocked it and realized you had 2 new messages.
- Jagi, the weather is getting worse - I don’t think you should come out tonight
- Stay indoors, I’ll stop by later on instead ^^
“ahah, oops” you smiled guiltily.
Thankfully the weather had only gotten really bad when you got off the bus, so you were never really in harms way.
“Well as long as you’re here and safe” he laughed, throwing his arm around you and planting a kiss on your cheek.
He helped you take off your still soaked jacket, hanging it where it could dry. With the music off now, you could hear the severity of the weather outside. It had in fact gotten a lot worse since you left. The harsh winds could be heard howling and occasionally the walls would crackle from the force. Though there were no windows in the practice room, you could hear the heavy rain slapping the rooftop.
He handed you a towel to help dry yourself off and went to grab some water. As he did you began unpacking the food you brought. You grabbed onto a small container with rice when a loud roar of thunder boomed, crackling and echoing in the room. Just as it did, the lights flickered off - leaving the room in complete darkness. A small tinge of panic rose up in your chest as you put the container down and turned around in search of your boyfriend. Your eyes were veiled in black and you couldn’t make out your own hand in front of your face, much less his whereabouts. You perked your ears up to listen for any sounds of shuffling or movement, assuming he was searching for a flashlight, but you were met with silence.
“______” you called out softly. The silence returned your call. You called out again, this time your voice was ridden with a tinge of anxiety. Still, the silence rang in your ears. Your breath caught in your chest as you began to panic, you were crippled by the darkness no longer sure of which way the door was or where you had left your phone.
Suddenly something lunged at you, grabbing you by the waist. You let out a screech when your vision was flooded with light. There he stood, the biggest grin on his face as he shone the flashlight onto it. You let out a relieved sigh before smacking his arm.
“YAH! you almost gave me a heart attack” you groaned, your heart still beating rapidly in your chest. He laughed at your scared expression before pulling you close to him.
“Don’t worry, I’m here now. I had to find the flashlight” he spoke, his voice soft and soothing, before planting a soft kiss on your forehead. Suddenly, you were calm - forgetting how scared and angry you were just moments before. He broke away for a moment to set the flashlight on the floor then made sure to stay close by - helping you as you went back to unpacking everything to eat.
Smooth
Hello lovelies! Today we’re going back in time for a little bit ehehe. The setting for this scenario is a 1920s jazz bar/club kinda vibe - I had loads of fun writing this one and I hope you guys enjoy it too, let me know what you think! ^^
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The smooth sound of the saxophone drifted amongst the low buzz of conversation. A slight haze of smoke filled the room with the scent of cigars and alcohol. The main performer was prepping for his set and you went to find yourself a seat at the bar. Your heels echoed above the noise as you walked. You slowly undid the buttons of your jacket before flinging it onto a nearby hanger. You could feel eyes on you, your silk red dress drawing attention as it reflected the dim light of the club.
You sat down at a stool with a good view of the small stage and motioned towards the bartender for a drink. He handed you a rum on the rocks just in time for the main stage to begin. You took a sip of the cool drink, swiveling your stool around to directly face the show.
He stepped onto the stage and undid the buttons of his jacket suit before placing it on the back of a nearby chair. He straightened out his pinstripe vest and began slightly rolling up the sleeves of his white button up as he turned back towards the pianist who gave him a smile and a nod. He placed his hand on his hat and tipped his head slightly before turning back and gripping the mic in his hand.
The smooth piano drifted out and the room became hushed. He began to sing, his voice was smooth and rich. It flowed about the room with more sweetness than molasses. The light shone on him as he sang, his face only partially visible as the rest was veiled by the downturn of his fedora. Your gaze held on his thick lips that moved timelessly with the song. You were entranced to say the least and closed your eyes for a moment to fully take in the sound. When you opened your eyes again they were met with his gaze, which was now turned up. The rest of the room seemed to fade away. It was as though he was staring directly at you, as though you were the only two there. His eyes were full of passion as he continued the song. You gazed back strongly taking another sip of your drink and smiling to yourself as you did so.
He reached the end of his set, and the club filled with a low applause as he stepped down from the stage. You turned back towards the bar, brushing your curled hair slightly out of your face. You placed your empty cup down and motioned towards the bartender for another.
“Make that two - on me” a husky voice came from behind you. You turned to see him take the stool next to you, tipping his fedora in your direction as he sat down before taking it off and placing it on the bar in front of him.
“Thank you” you gave him a slight nod to the side as the bartender handed you both your drinks.
“It’s my pleasure. Not many guys get to boast about buying such a pretty lady a drink” He smirked before taking a swig. Your breath caught slightly and you let out a small laugh before taking a sip yourself. You weren’t sure if it was the heat of the alcohol, the room, or his presence, but you felt yourself growing warm.
“So what’s a doll like you doing alone in a place like this?” his voice was gentle and curious.
“I heard there would be a performer I couldn’t miss” you replied, turning towards him, a small smile creeping onto your lips. He let out an airy laugh, popping a peanut into his mouth.
“and was it worth it?” he questioned, tilting his head to get a better look of your reaction. Your gaze drifted upwards as you pretended to think for a moment.
“I’ll say” you finally spoke, a guise of nonchalance in your voice. He smirked and nodded to himself, twirling his cup in his hand - the ice softly clanking against the glass. You watched as he lifted the cup to his mouth for another swig, the contour of the muscles of his arms exposed slightly by his casually rolled up sleeves.
“Well I heard he’ll be back here next week too, will you?” he turned back to look at you, his drink still raised in his hand. You took another sip of your drink, emptying the cup, and placed it down onto the bar. He watched as you stood from your stool. You gently took his cup from his hand, twirling it in yours for a moment as you pretended to think about his proposition. You took a sip, your red lipstick leaving a lip print stained on his glass, before you placed the cup back into his grasp.
“We’ll see” you winked, walking away to grab your jacket from its hanging spot. He watched as you walked out, your hips swinging and the light catching just the right spots of the dress that hugged the curves of your body. He smiled and laughed to himself, staring down at the mark you had left before taking another swig and leaving the bar to mingle.
Drained
meh - just a little drabble. I apologize if it kinda sucks, I haven’t been very inspired to write lately and I’m still trying to get myself back into the swing of things ;~;
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You turned the tap and warm water began to fill the tub. You let out a sigh and turned around to look in the mirror. Your eyes were dim and darkened and your appearance was an accurate indication of the way you felt - completely drained. You slipped out of your clothes, letting them fall to the floor as you dipped one foot into the water. The warmth embraced you as you stepped in and you felt the muscles in your body ease into the feeling. You could feel the little bubbles bursting on your skin as you shifted into a comfortable position. The sweet smell of the candles you lit enticed your senses as you closed your eyes and fell deeper into relaxation. You let your mind wander off, soothed by the warmth just as much as your body was.
You were in your own world, unaware of your actual surroundings, when the bathroom door slowly opened.
He peered in and a smirk grew on his face at the sight before him. He thought for sure that you had heard him but to his surprise he walked into the bathroom completely unnoticed. He turned on the tap and began to brush his teeth keeping an eye on you through the reflection of the mirror. He knew you were tired lately and felt a tinge of regret that he couldn’t take care of you better.
You came to your senses when you heard a gentle vibration. Your eyes slowly opened to investigate the source and when you turned you were in shock. Your eyes grew and, by instinct, you fumbled to shield your body beneath the layer of bubbles.
“YAH! what are you doing here?! I thought you had practice until late?” you squeaked as he finished brushing his teeth and turned around amused by your shock.
“Had I known this was awaiting me I would’ve been home even sooner” he smirked, motioning towards the scene before him. The dim light of the candles, the sweet scent of the warm bath water, and the sparkle of the bubbles in the tub resembling something out of an erotic soap opera scene.
“Cuh! You wish this was for you” you shot him an evil smirk
“Well you know… it could be” he mused as he began lifting his shirt over his head.
You were taken off guard for a moment before your gaze scanned down his chest, his honey skin glowing in the dim light of the candles. You watched as he shed the rest of his clothes and climbed into the tub. He took your hand gently, and pulled you into his chest. The feeling of his wet skin against yours was somehow more soothing than the heat of the water. Your body relaxed into his and you let out a satisfied sound.
“Let me help” his voice was soft, tinged with care and you felt his warm breath on your neck as he spoke.
His hands cupped your shoulders and he began softly massaging the area. He brushed your damp hair back and began trailing soothing kisses down your neck. You let your head roll back at the pleasant touch and took in a deep breath. You turned around and left a soft peck on his lips, water trickling down them as you did. He gazed into your eyes, the reflection of the tiny flame from the candles twinkled back at you, and smiled. You curled up into him and let your mind and body rest, thankful that he came home early.
Escape (II)
Your chest was burning and you trembled slightly. Your breath caught in your chest and your head spun. The chaos was consuming you and you couldn’t do it anymore. You had to leave this place, you had to get out. You needed an escape. You stared down at your phone and your hands trembled slightly as you typed.
“Come get me” you stared hesitantly, unsure about whether or not you were really going through with this. Before you could second guess yourself, you hit send.
You grabbed your jacket and bag and made a B-line for the door. You no longer hesitated, you didn’t even look back as you shut the door behind you and made your way down the hall.
You stood at the entrance of the apartment and, as if on cue, he pulled up to the curb. The engine blazing and the passenger window rolled down. You crouched over and looked in. His signature smirk greeted you.
“Where to?” He asked, reverting his attention to the windshield view.
“Anywhere” you mused, swinging the door open and hopping into the passenger seat.
You threw your things into the back seat and made yourself comfortable. The engine revved and he sped off. The lights of the city became a blur as he sped along the streets. He turned the knob on the stereo and the beats reverberated in the car. As you reached the outskirts of town, he rolled down all the windows to let the fresh air flow through. Your hair rustled back in the breeze and you closed your eyes. You felt alive for once. You felt free.
Without thought you reached for your seat belt, clicking it off. You pushed a button on the roof of the car and the sun roof glided back revealing the night sky. You hoisted yourself up out of your seat. His attention zoned in on you.
“What are you-” he began but you were already sticking out of the sun roof. He smirked to himself amused by your brevity and focused his attention on driving carefully.
The wind whipped through your hair and you outstretched our arms letting it tickle every part of you. You laughed to yourself, a wide smile spread across your face. You were in ecstasy, high off of the adrenaline. You ducked back into the car, smiling and sweeping the disheveled hair back out of your face. He looked over at you and let out an airy laugh. She’s too much to believe - he thought.
He slowed down and turned into a parking lot, killing the engine and getting out of the car. You looked around unsure of where you were. You looked through the windshield at him, as he leaned on the hood of the car, his hands placed cooly in his pockets. Your hand reached for the door handle and you swung the door open . You walked up to where he was and just as you did, he looked over at you then stood up straight and began walking, beckoning for you to follow.
You followed behind him and soon felt your feet sink slightly into the earth. You looked down and realized the concrete had ended and you were now walking on sand. Your mind soared again and impulsively you removed your shoes. The cool earth now softly enveloped your toes. You left your shoes behind and skipped ahead, grabbing him by the hand and tugging him along towards the sound of the water. You released his hand and continued ahead when the ocean came into view .
You could smell the salt water and the cool ocean breeze drifted through your hair and clothes. You splashed about in the water as he stood back, his hands still in his pockets, and a smirk on his face as he watched. This girl is crazy. You noticed his feigned expression of indifference and made your way towards him, you grabbed his hand once again and pulled him into the direction of the water. He laughed a little and quickly slipped off his shoes before you pulled him in. You danced and twirled about, splashing him slightly. He glared at you, his eyes dark, before a small laugh escaped his lips. He looked up and away to avoid your gaze before suddenly splashing water back up at you. The cool sensation trickled down your body. Soon you were both drenched and laughing.
You shivered slightly and again your mind soared. You stopped playing around and stared back at him with fiery eyes. He looked back blankly and you walked towards him, closing the gap between the two of you. You pressed your hands against his chest easing him backwards, a few steps out of the water, before you pushed your weight onto him further - pushing him downwards onto the sand. He sat up and you straddled him, entangling your hands in his hair and placing a soft kiss on his lips. You stared into each others eyes, the sound of the waves crashing behind you and the sound of his shallow breath tickled your ears. This time he moved in and kissed you passionately. Your head spun, elated by the feeling of his lips against yours. He was like a drug.
You pushed him down further so that you were now laying on top of him. Your hands further entangled in his hair as you continued kissing him. You moved down towards his jawline and neck, leaving a trail of kisses along the way. His weight shifted and suddenly he was on top of you. His hands roamed every inch of your body, memorizing every curve and crevice. Your heart was racing, adrenaline pumping. You recalled the night of the party and a smirk spread across your lips.
You pushed him off of you and stood up swiftly, skipping back towards the car, sticking your tongue out at him along on the way. He leaned back on his elbows watching you as you skipped, smiling and laughing and twirling as you did. For a moment he was mesmerized by the picture of this girl, elated and bouncing about without a care. He snapped out of it quickly and scratched the back of his head, letting out a frustrated sigh, before hopping up and chasing after you. When he got to the car you were already in the passenger seat, smiling at him through the windshield. He huffed and then hopped into the drivers seat and started the engine.
As if he read your mind, he sped off to nowhere in particular. Just driving with the music dancing in your ears, the wind in your hair, and all your worries in the distance. You leaned your head out the window and let your arm drape over the window sill. You were completely elated. A small smile was still plastered on your face as you weaved your hand about, letting the wind slip through your fingertips as the stars and the night sped past.
Trouble (I)
Hello my lovely followers! Here’s part one of the mini series, as promised 8). I hope you all enjoy it, let me know what you think. Anticipate part 2 - COMING SOON!
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You knew he was trouble. You could feel it. As soon as he walked in the door, a shiver ran down your spine. His laugh was boisterous and his smirk was a killer. You couldn’t avert your gaze which kept somehow drifting back to him. He was tall, dark and handsome. His skin was milky and his eyes were sharp. He had a glare so strong that just a second of exchanging a glance made your knees feel weak. His aroma was enchanting. As he walked by, his scent left a trail enticing you to follow. You knew he was trouble, but tonight - you were looking for trouble.
You were talking with your friends, and enjoying some drinks but you weren’t fully paying attention to their mundane conversation. Your attention was focused on him, across the room with his group of friends. He stood with his drink in hand, laughing occasionally. He exuded a mysterious aura that intrigued you. Although he would joke around and laugh, his eyes were dark and brooding. Every so often, you would steal glances but swiftly in order to ensure he didn’t catch you looking. The third time, however, he caught you in the act. His eyes burned into you as you made eye contact. He smirked slightly and you quickly broke the connection, looking away shyly. You were flustered for a moment until you realized that this was probably what he wanted.
He was probably used to having all the ladies gawking at him and falling to his feet when he entered the room. You made it your mission to quash his ego. You acted indifferent, excusing yourself from your friends conversation to refill your drink. You stood by the beverages and snack table, examining your choices, focusing on the drinks to distract yourself from him. You wouldn’t let him win that easily. You weren’t going to fall for that. You began pouring your selected beverage into your empty cup when an arm reached over you, grabbing a mini quiche from the tray directly in front of you. Suddenly, you were hyper-aware of the presence behind you. You didn’t have to turn to realize who it was. His chest was a mere inch away from your back, and once again it sent shivers down your spine.
You turned around swiftly, a hard expression on your face. He popped the quiche into his mouth and smirked once again.
“It’s good, you should try one” his gaze was intense. Don’t break, you thought to yourself.
“I was never really a fan, not exactly my taste” you stated flatly, before turning back towards the table and reaching for a pretzel. You took a bite and let the salty snack entice your taste buds. He was still standing too close to you. Don’t break.
“Then what is your taste?” his voice was low and husky as his spoke directly next to your ear. He spoke loud enough, so that only you could hear. Another shiver crept up your spine, and you felt your knees become weak. You quickly regained your composure, letting out a small laugh before walking away. It took everything you had in you to walk away but you weren’t going to break that easily. He was trouble, but you wanted trouble to find you.
You weaved between the other guests at the party, positive that he was trailing not far behind you. You managed to dodge down one of the corridors without being noticed by the party. You heard faint footsteps behind you and you ducked into one of the guest rooms. The room was quiet. You placed your beverage on the dresser and looked at yourself in the mirror - adjusting your hair and fixing your lipstick. Soon he appeared behind you. You looked at his reflection in the mirror and once again he had that smirk on his lips and his eyes gazed back with even more intensity.
“This rooms occupied” you smiled to yourself. He walked closer to you and you turned around just as he stopped inches away from you. He loomed over you, cornering you against the dresser. He crouched over you, his face close to yours. You could feel his breath on the side of your neck. Your hands rested against the dresser, to keep you balanced, although you played it off as though you were calm.
“don’t fight it” he whispered by your ear. Your heart raced and you breathed in deeply, trying to calm yourself. Not yet.
“There’s nothing to fight” you spoke calmly, dodging out from between him and the dresser. You began walking away but he held onto your wrist. You stopped and looked back at him, staring into his dark eyes.
Suddenly, he pulled you into him. Cupping your face in his hands, he kissed you passionately. Your head spun, intoxicated, and your knees grew weak. You stumbled slightly but he held you up. Your heart was racing. Swiftly, he broke the kiss. You inhaled sharply, regaining your composure. You shot him a death glare but he only smirked back at you. He grabbed a marker from the nearby dresser and then gently took your wrist. You laughed sarcastically as he left the room. You stared at the numbers he scribbled across your wrist and you smiled to yourself. He was trouble, but trouble was exactly what you wanted.
(Source: innereverie)
[!] New Series
Hello my lovely followers!
It feels like it’s been awhile. I just wanted to make a little announcement letting you all know that I’m planning on releasing a little bit of a mini series. Initially, I hadn’t planned to make it a series but it ended up fitting and I like where it’s going so I decided it’s going to be a new little project of mine ^^ I just thought I’d let you all know and give you guys a little teaser of what’s to come 8D. I’ll hopefully release the first part some time this week - I hope you guys look forward to it!
Here’s a very tiny teaser of what to expect:
“His aroma was enchanting.”
“Don’t break.”
“You needed an escape.”
Stain (M)
You rolled up the lipstick, applying a generous coat to your lips. The crimson red made your lips look plump and juicy and you smiled at your reflection in the mirror before grabbing your purse and heading out.
His car pulled up slowly to the curb. The lights that adorned the city at night reflected in the shiny black paint, glimmering as the car rolled to a stop. You looked around before quickly opening the door and sitting in the passenger seat. You looked to your left and met his gaze. He was leaned back cooly, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other draped over the gear shift. You noticed his gaze drift and followed his line of vision. He scanned down your torso and stopped at your thighs where your black lace dress had shifted scandalously in your effort to get into the car quickly without being seen. The lace trim was now dangerously close to revealing too much. You smirked and gently tugged down the fabric, teasing him.
“Where to tonight?” you asked, wondering what escapade awaited you two for the night. Would it be back to his place? or perhaps a secluded booth in the back of a fancy restaurant again?
“Change of plans” he stared into your eyes, a gleam of mischief evident. He swiftly shifted the car into drive, and sped off. The city lights became a blur as he drove. His hand reached over and his fingers entwined with yours on your lap. You gently stroked his hand with your finger, memorizing the curvature, every line and crease. You looked back out the window and had realized the city lights were now back in the distance.
He opened the sunroof and rolled down the windows slightly. The cool night breeze filled the car, brushing your hair away from your face. You closed your eyes and welcomed the touch of the wind, smiling as you held his hand tighter in your lap. You slowly opened your eyes again and realized he was turning down a path shrouded with trees. Up ahead the trees opened up into a clearing that revealed a small hill overlooking the city.
You shot him a questioning look as he put the car in park and killed the engine. The car was quiet and he stared back at you. You could feel the lust in his gaze and you bit down on your bottom lip shooting him an equally desiring glare. He pulled you towards him. Your lips trembled softly as they made contact with his. With that simple act, you were entranced. You climbed over, hoisting your dress up slightly, so that you could wrap your legs around him as he sat in the driver’s seat. You could feel the steering wheel against the small of your back. You held his face in your hands as you softly kissed his lips. As you did, he lowered the seat as far back as it would go, not breaking the kiss during the process.
You hovered over him, and your hands drifted down to his torso, slowly unbuttoning the crisp white dress shirt he had on. Your hair fell to the side barely grazing his bare chest which gleamed in the moonlight, a golden honey tone that begged for your touch. You left a kiss beside his navel before making your way up his body. Each kiss leaving a red lipstick stain. Your fingers followed the trail, gently flickering against his skin. Slowly and carefully he turned you over so that he was now above you. His hand cupped your face as he ran his finger along your bottom lip, smearing the lipstick as he did, before he kissed you passionately.
Your breathing became heavy as he left a trail of kisses down your neck, sucking on the crook before kissing your shoulder. Your hands reached for his belt buckle and you quickly undid it, throwing the belt into the back seat. He slid his hand up your thigh, sliding the dress up as he felt your skin which was now warm to the touch. He hoisted your leg up against his side, as he hooked his finger into your panties and slowly pulled them down. As he did, you finished pulling off his pants and briefs. You stared at his lips, now stained red from your kiss, and lunged for them once again - nibbling on his bottom lip. He plunged into you and you bit down harder eliciting a groan from him. Beads of sweat began to collect on his forehead as he pumped in and out of you. Your hair was now disheveled and your breathing was rapid.
You felt your core warm as he continued to push himself inside of you. You could feel his length and a surge of pleasure erupted within you. You let out a sharp breath as he continued. You bit down on the crook of his neck, the pleasure overwhelming your body. He thrust once more into you and you let out an exasperated moan as you reached your climax. He thrust a few more times and groaned before letting his body slink over you, drained from his release.
You ran your hands through his hair, holding his face close to yours, and gently kissed his ear before he shifted his weight off of you and laid beside you in the cramped space. You looked down at his torso, smiling, and examined the trail of lipstick you had left in the heat of the moment. Once again your fingers traced the trail before he gently took his hand in yours - bringing it up to his mouth and placing a soft kiss on it before pulling you into his body.
Ache
Hey guys! I know it has been forever and I apologize. I’m still around though! Things have just been hectic with school and family. Anyways ~ It’s flu season and I’m currently sick so a little bit of inspiration hit, thus this scenario was born. It’s just a short/sweet drabble but I hope you all enjoy!
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You groggily opened your eyes and gulped. A searing pain shot up your throat and you whimpered slightly. The bed sheets were warm but you still felt cold. Your body ached as you pressed yourself into the mattress. You were completely drained of energy and wanted nothing more than to dissolve into the bed - to disintegrate into the sheets. You didn’t get sick often and if you did you usually hammered through it but this time it hit you hard. You felt depleted, and sore in every muscle and every bone of your body. Your voice was strained and even attempting to speak proved to be much too energy consuming for you. You closed your eyes again and drifted off - though you weren’t sure for how long. Soon the scent of ginger and chicken filled your nostrils.
You slowly opened your eyes and turned your head towards him as he leaned over your night table, placing a tray of food on it. You smiled slightly and slowly turned over to face him.
“Jagiya, how are you feeling” his spoke softly, gently placing a cool hand on your forehead. The touch made you feel better for a split second before the aching returned.
“mmm” a soft grunt was all you managed to get out. He accepted this as a response.
“Come on, let’s get some food in you” he smirked, giving your belly a rub. Your stomach growled just then, as if to accept the offer so you didn’t have to speak.
You gave a small stretch and whimper as you pushed yourself to sit up in the bed so you could eat. He walked around to the other side and lay beside you, even though you had told him to stay away so he wouldn’t fall ill as well. He insisted on being with you regardless. You grabbed the bowl of soup and took a few spoonfuls in your mouth. The warmth trickled down your throat, soothing the pain for a moment. The noodles were soft and slid down with ease. You smiled to yourself, impressed with your boyfriend’s culinary capabilities. He looked over at you as you did, and laughed at your enjoyment.
You took a heaping spoonful and hastily put it in your mouth. In the process, a giant drop of the broth fell onto your shirt. You looked down in disappointment and then looked over at him as he lay there clenching his stomach from a fit of laughter. You smacked him playfully. He stopped laughing for a moment.
“the look on your face” he mimicked the “oops” expression you made after the spill. He looked so foolish and you imagined how you looked when you made the same expression. You both burst out laughing. Your laughter, however, turned into coughs and you had to regain your composure. You finished the soup and tea and dropped the spoon into the bowl with a clank.
“attah girl, you finished it all.” he cooed at you playfully before collecting the dishes on a tray. He planted a kiss on your forehead, his lips once again felt cool against your feverish skin. You smiled and slouched back into the pillows and sheets as he made his way to the kitchen.
When he returned you had cocooned yourself in the blankets, wrapped up snuggly in efforts to keep warm. He laughed at how foolish you looked and crawled into the bed beside you.
“You know, body heat is the best way to keep warm when you’re cold” he whispered into your ear as he began unwrapping you. He shuffled closer to you, wrapping his body around yours and holding you close. The warmth of his body was pressed against your back and you had to admit it was helping a lot more than the blankets ever could. He gently stroked your hair and a soft murmur drifted from his lips.
He began singing for you.
“I can’t live without you ” his voice drifted as your eyes began to close and soon you had fallen back asleep.
Fateful
Your hands were ice cold and a shiver crept up your spine. You checked your watch to make sure you were on time. A faint rumbling came from in the distance. You turned your head and saw a light coming towards you as the rumbling got louder. The subway screeched as it came to a halt. The gust of wind that came with it made your hair dance around your face and your scarf ruffled. The doors opened and you quickly rushed into the warmth of the cart and found an empty seat by one of the windows. You got comfortable and read a few messages your friends had texted. You smiled as your friend cracked jokes about the class earlier that day. You reached into your handbag as you continued to smile at the thought. Your hand fumbled around inside the compartments, searching for your mp3 player to listen to for the ride.
Your smile faded as your hand reached into an empty compartment. You opened the bag wider and peered inside, hoping that maybe it had falling into the depths of your purse. You fumbled some more but to no avail. You sighed and gave up, saddened that your beloved mp3 was gone. You had no idea where you might have left it. You were really disappointed that you lost it. You had owned it for quite some time and it became a collection of memories as each song and each artist told of a different time in your life. Even the scratches on the case had stories of their own. You grimaced and rested your head against the window, trying not to think about it for it only made you feel worse. You closed your eyes and began to hum some of your favourite songs in your head. Soon, without knowing, you had drifted off to sleep.
There was a beeping as the subway reached your stop but you were still sound asleep. You felt a light tap on your shoulder and woke up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. You looked up and realized that you had reached your stop and hurriedly gathered your things to get out on time. You rushed out the doors just in time and huffed a bit at the exertion. In the panic you had completely forgotten someone woke you up. You scanned the people around you on the platform, looking for the right person to thank. Suddenly an arm reached out from beside you. You looked up to see who it was, assuming it was the person who had woken you. He was tall and lean, his hair perfectly styled and swept to the side. He wore mostly black and had a calm expression as you stared at him wide eyed.
“Thank you” you managed to finally squeak, giving him a small smile. He smirked but then his gaze drifted to the space in front of you. You followed his gaze and in his outstretched hand was your mp3 player. You eyes widened in shock, how did he…you thought to yourself but you let out a rejoice at the sight.
“My mp3!” you exhaled, taking it from his hands and making sure it still worked.
“Where did you find it?” you asked as you began placing it in a safe compartment in your bag.
“I noticed you dropped it as you were getting on” he finally spoke. His voice was like a lullaby. It was warm, and soft, and inviting. You were a little taken aback. You nodded in understanding and were about to say your thanks and take your leave when he began to speak again.
“I…hope you don’t mind but I listened to it a little bit on the train.” You simply gazed at him, a little shocked by this stranger’s honesty.
“I was going to give it to you as soon as i found you on the train but when I finally did you were asleep and you looked so peaceful so I figured I’d wait to see if you’d wake up.” he continued, getting slightly rambly and muttering his words.
“You still hadn’t woken but this was my stop so I had to wake you up so I could give it back but when I tapped you, you went into a panic and made a mad dash off the train before I could give it to you” he finished, scratching the back of his head and smiling nervously.You stood amazed that a stranger would go through all this trouble to return an outdated mp3 player.
“This is my stop” you laughed. He froze up a little and gave you a confused look.
“That’s why I got off in a panic” you smiled at him. He nodded in understanding. He looked as though he was thinking of saying something but you interjected.
“Would you like to get some coffee?” you asked. “It’s the least I can do for all the effort you put in to return this to me”
“You don’t have-” he began
“consider it a token of my gratitude” you smiled widely at him. He gave a wide eye smile and nodded. You two began to walk towards a coffee shop not far from the station as you told each other a little bit about yourselves. It turned out he lived in an apartment near where you lived. He also told you about how he had a passion for music and invited you to come watch his group some time. You told him a little bit about your studies and how you actually want to pursue a career in the music industry. This opened up a common ground for discussion and you were enjoying the easy flow of conversation.
“You’ve got great taste in music by the way” he grinned as he held the door of the cafe open so you could enter. You smiled in thanks and already found yourself enjoying the company of this fateful encounter.
(Source: innereverie)
Tempting (M)
Hello hello everyone! This is the Halloween scenario that I promised. I ended up going with a smutty scenario and I really hope you all enjoy it! I apologize if it’s not very good :s I’m still a little awkward when it comes to wording more mature content.
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The music blared from the speakers and a light fog lingered in the room. Lights flashed here and there, illuminating a ghoulish face or prop severed limb. You took a sip of your drink as you watched the others dance. Zombies, witches, bunnies, and pirates moving together to the beat. Your eyes scanned the dimly lit room. You squinted trying to make out each of the faces searching for one in particular. Perhaps he hadn’t arrived at the party yet. You turned back towards the snack table and grabbed a few M&Ms, popping them into your mouth and letting the sweetness melt into your taste buds.
“______” you heard a voice call your name. You looked around trying to find the source but couldn’t seem to place where it had come from. You turned and set your drink on the table when you felt a cloth sweep against your back. Your gaze jolted towards where the touch lingered in search of the source but once again you were left in the dark. Maybe you were going insane since it had been so long since you’d seen him last. You adjusted your feather headband and tried to play it cool but continued to scan the room just as a precaution.
“______” the voice came again. You jumped slightly and searched for the source. Normally you wouldn’t be phased by this but the haunting atmosphere left you a little spooked.
“Did I scare you?” he whispered into your ear. You jumped and fell back into his body slightly.
“Yah! I -” you whipped around about to smack him for spooking you like that but were stopped as he placed his finger to your lips. He leaned close to you, his voice low.
“Come” you could feel his hot breath on the crook of your neck when he spoke. He began to walk away. You stood confused for a moment before following behind him, making sure nobody saw as you two slipped out of the room.
He turned a corner and began walking down one of the inner hallways.
“Where are we -” you began but he cut you off once again
“Shh” he shot you an intense glare and you nodded in understanding. He dodged into a room towards the end of the hall and grabbed your arm pulling you in. You were caught off guard and fell face first into his chest. You regained your composure quickly and stood in front of him.
His eyes scanned you from head to toe and a smirk crept onto his lips.You let out a sarcastic breath from your nostrils and he gave you a questioning glance.
“It’s rude to stare you know” you spoke and then walked past him and began looking around the room. Everything was perfectly placed and extra sheets were laid out on the chair. You assumed this was one of the guest rooms. He stood in shock for a moment and you smirked as your back faced him.
“It’s rude to be so tempting” he breathed against your ear. Shivers crept up your spine and you spun around to face him. You stared into his eyes which glared back at you intensely. You placed your hand under his chin, pulling his face towards yours and planting a kiss on his lips. You parted quickly and trailed your finger along his bottom lip before shooting him a mischievous look. That look was all he needed.
He pulled you close to him, pressing his body against yours. Your lips met and you could feel his hand sliding along your thigh making its way under your dress. You tangled your hands into his hair and kissed back passionately. The new aura he exuded in his costume was like poison. The white button up shirt hugged his body, accentuating every muscle and curve. The sleeves casually rolled up gave view to his arms and strongly built hands. Your hand trailed along his arm as you kissed. His black pinstripe pants matched perfectly with his fedora. He was reminiscent of a 50’s gangster with all the mystery and roughness attached.
You took off his hat, placing it on your own head, and walked away from him. You stood in front of a mirror and pretended to check how you looked but you were really eyeing his reflection behind you. He turned his head, smiling, and let out a slightly irritated “hmph” before making his way towards you. He stood behind you, leaving kisses on the crook of your neck. He trailed his hand up your arm, stopping at the strap of your red silk dress. His finger caught onto the strap and he pulled it off your shoulder, placing a kiss where the strap once lay. His hand made its way to your zipper and slowly, almost painfully slow, he unzipped it. The dress fell off of you and he pulled the back of your body into him. You let out a small noise as your rear made contact with him. You flipped yourself around and pushed him back towards the bed.
Slowly, just as he had done with you, you unbuttoned his dress shirt. You made your way down letting your hands feel his body as it became exposed underneath the open shirt. You reached for his belt buckle and undid it before pulling down his dress pants and boxers. You made your way back up and left a kiss next to his bellybutton before standing up off the bed and removing your own panties. You teased him a little, pulling your panties down by the side, before you slowly removed them and crawled back on top of him. You left kisses on his chest and nibbled his neck slightly eliciting a grunt from him.
Suddenly, he flipped you over so that he was on top. His body weight pressed against you and you could fill his hardened member against your inner thigh.
“This is what happens when you tempt me, ______-ah” He let out a growl before he plunged into you. You moaned as he began to move in and out of you. He cupped your face and passionately kissed you as you clawed at his bare back beneath his shirt. He pumped slowly before quickening speed. You began to feel a warmth in your body as you felt him in you. The pleasure was immeasurable and beads of sweat began to form on your bodies. You lifted your lower body up so that you could feel the most of him. Your back arched and your fingers dug deeper into him. You felt the warmth spread all over your body as you reached your climax and let out a elated moan. He pumped a few more times before releasing inside you. He collapsed onto the bed next to you. His chest vigorously moving up and down as he caught his breath.
“Lesson learned” you breathed and he laughed, pulling you towards him and planting a kiss on your forehead.
(Source: innereverie)
