one  night  his  younger  brother  came  home  looking  disheveled,  confused,  and  dazed.  there  were  evident  red  spots  on  his  neck,  ringing  a  bell  in  the  older's  head  that  his  brother  did  more  than  just  go  to  work.  theodore  didn't  ask  as  it  was  his  baby  bro's  personal  business.  the  next  time  he  came  home  with  a  girl  also  confused,  a  little  rugged,  and  likely  upset.  her  name  was  nya,  and  he  wondered  if  she  could  stay  for  a  night.  it  had  been  clear  the  girl  was  having  a  tough  time  without  entirely  asking,  but  theo  kept  his  curiosity  himself  and  let  her  stay.  his  brother  wasn't  exactly  discreet  that  he  cared  for  this  girl,  blushing  every  single  time  she  would  say  something.  then  came  friday.  he  had  been  at  work  at  the  time,  but  nya  staying  was  a  green  light,  and  it  didn't  surprise  him  when  the  troubled  girl  would  crash  at  their  place.  only  once  he  returned,  they  were  waiting  for  him  at  the  small  kitchen  table,  like  two  quiet  mice.  the  following  came  as  a  shock  as  well  as  made  things  click  into  place.  pregnancy  —  she  was  six  weeks  pregnant  with  orion's  child.  the  conversation  had  been  light  and  short,  and  everyone  was  dismissed  until  the  evening  when  nya  went  in  for  a  nap,  and  it  was  just  him  and  his  brother.  "  what  were  you  thinking,  orion?  "  @protcsts​

hyesoo  was  different  than  the  women  he  was  used  to.  robust,  sexually  confident  women.  they  knew  what  they  wanted  from  him,  and  he  most  likely  delivered.  her  admission  was  beautiful  in  the  sense  that  it  bore  with  honesty.  uriel  does  not  know  how  innocent  her  regard  went  —  if  she  had  never  been  touched  before  in  her  life.  she  was  sensitive  to  it,  with  blooming  red  cheeks,  and  he  had  yet  to  thoroughly  kiss  her.  "  what  are  you  so  afraid  of?  "  the  outcome  wasn't  anything  horrendous  it  would  be  the  most  fascinating  thing  he  would  ever  have  to  witness.  she'd  be  like  a  blooming  flower  beneath  him,  against  him,  anything  she  wished.  "  would  it  harm  you  if  i  did  kiss  you  the  way  i  would  want  to?  "  would  she  despise  him  for  it?  a  taste  he  would  like  to  relish  and  perhaps  a  desire  that  would  ease  the  tension  within  her.  uriel  didn't  mind  the  wait  either  —  he  promised  to  behave  himself  and  respect  her  pacing  and  boundaries.  the  last  thing  he  needed  was  for  her  to  accept,  only  for  herself  to  be  disappointed  or  uncomfortable  by  it.  his  sensitive  ears  did  pick  up  the  previous  sentence,  and  he  softly  chuckled  —  they  both  got  it  bad.  

"  hey!  I'm  always  on  time—  "  she  wasn't,  but  that  didn't  matter  right  now.  mimi's  jaw  dropped  at  the  new  visual  that  was  her  boyfriend.  what  the  fuck  is  that!?  he  was  probably  wondering  why  she  wasn't  saying  anything,  staring  at  him  with  her  mouth  catching  flies.  "  your  hair...  "  highlighted  with  streaks  of  blond,  making  him  very,  very  handsome.  which  he  had  always  been,  but  now  her  heart  fluttered  like  crazy.  she  somehow  blinked  out  of  her  reverie,  all  up  in  his  personal  space  to  touch  his  hair,  fingers  digging  through  carefully.  "  wow,  didn't  think  you  would  ever.  why  are  you  so  stupidly  hot?  for  what!  "

once,  he  stood  in  the  middle  of  the  courtyard,  the  world  crackling  and  opening  up  the  sky  as  rain  forces  through  and  waters  the  lands.  it  was  shaped  in  the  form  of  his  former  childhood  friend  —  crashing  through  the  doors  with  her  wild  winds  and  lightning  strikes.  it  tastes  like  it,  too,  tiny  little  sparks  whenever  daiyu  boldly  would  kiss  his  lips  and  leave  him  speechless.  the  warlock  did  not  know  what  to  do  with  it  at  first,  describe  this  very  feeling  that  he  had  been  experiencing  ever  since  her  return.  it  was  everything  and  nothing  like  magic  —  the  gorgeous  woman  casting  a  spell  on  him  that  he  couldn't  break  free  from.  wei  wasn't  exactly  trying  to  do  so.  he  let  it  all  happen  because  the  sensation  was  great,  that  pillowy  touch  of  her  plump  lips,  how  his  heart  rises  and  beats.  he  couldn't  fight  it  any  longer  —  deeply  affectionate  at  this  point.  they  were  once  more  sitting  in  some  dainty  bar,  drinks  shared  between  the  two  individuals.  the  two  used  to  a  set-up  that  was  something  like  a  routine  of  sorts.  a  date,  perhaps?  if  that  was  what  the  newer  kids  were  calling  it.  wei  was  lost  in  his  drink  when  he  perked  up  at  his  name,  "  we're  courting  each  other.  "  he  scratched  his  neck.  had  he  thought  wrong?  "  i  apologize  if  that  had  been  unclear.  "  he  reached  out  his  hand  to  grasp  hers.  "  i'm  yours,  daiyu.  "  

kat  happily  squealed  as  henry  made  it  inside  with  the  goods  she  had  requested.  he  honestly  was  the  best  boyfriend  for  doing  such  a  mundane  thing  for  her.  she  should  return  the  favor,  buy  him  a  present  or  do  whatever  he  wanted  her  to  do.  she  was  in  the  middle  of  peaking  in  the  first  bag  when  she  looked  up  in  confusion.  uh  —  oh.  "  this  isn't  a  breakup  gift,  is  it?  "  kat  was  lowkey  teasing,  having  more  faith  in  them  than  a  dooming  breakup,  but  who  knows?  she  tilted  her  head  at  the  mention  of  hannes,  grimacing  but  also  sighing  in  relieve.  "  i  know  we  don't  get  along  well,  but  isn't  that  normal?  is  there  something  we  need  to  worry  about ?  "  

emile  had  been  trying  to  make  her  cancel  for  almost  two  days  now.  each  time  ignored  it  with  a  dismissing  wave  of  her  hand  and  a  roll  of  her  eyes.  men  like  him  were  easy  to  mold  —  not  worried  about  this  client's  history.  he  had  something  she  wanted,  and  damn  well,  she  was  going  to  get  it.  only  her  lover  seemed  to  disagree,  sabotaging  the  whole  thing.  she  had  her  long  hair  lifted,  his  fingers  sliding  along  her  spine  as  he  worked  hard  to  get  the  zipper  to  move.  stella  frowned,  the  dress  brand  new,  confused  why  the  zipper  was  already  stuck.  "  be  careful.  "  chanel  wouldn't  do  her  like  this.  something  must  be  up.  ah,  there  it  is...  her  eyes  narrowed  in  the  mirror,  knuckles  still  pressing  into  her  back  as  he  pretended  to  work  on  her  zipper.  "  i  own  more  than  one  dress.  "  she  pointed  out  with  a  raised  eyebrow.  her  body  turned  so  the  fabric  would  slip  from  his  fingers,  holding  the  front  against  her  chest.  "  convince  me,  and  i  might  change  my  mind.  "  

"  i  know.  "  nobody  has  ever  worried  about  her  like  that  before,  outspoken  about  it  that  it  made  her  heart  flutter  every  time.  i'm  here.  it  made  her  happy  whenever  he  would  say  that  to  her.  the  waiting  room  couldn't  be  more  awkward;  both  feeling  out  of  place  and  orion  not  helping  her  nerves  with  how  he  was  sitting,  did  he  get  replaced  by  a  cardboard  cutout?  many  months  from  now,  she  would  be  walking  around  as  a  human  whale  as  well,  wobbling  about  and  heavily  pregnant.  that  idea  alone  was  so  absurd  to  her.  "  miss  jones?  "  nya  looked  up  as  her  name  was  called,  grabbing  orion's  hand  before  standing  up  and  entering  the  doctor's  office.  "  ah!  you  might  be  the  father  of  the  child?  "  question  directed  to  orion.  her  doctor  was  a  sweet  middle-aged  lady  with  kind  eyes,  chirpy  as  she  introduced  herself  and  asked  them  to  take  their  seats.  

she  puts  some  distance  between  them,  breaking  off  the  dance  in  a  literal  sense  and  feeling  wise.  for  once,  uriel  was  slightly  dazed  as  the  compliment  came  out  of  left  pocket  or  felt  that  way  as  he  was  so  deep  within  the  spell  they  had  cast  over  each  other.  "  sure.  "  her  words  were  different  from  how  hyesoo  kept  touching  him,  hidden  meanings  as  they  lingered  before  capturing  his  hand.  in  a  technical  sense,  he  could've  used  his  strength  to  keep  them  in  place,  finding  it  comical  how  such  a  tiny  mortal  was  dragging  him  back  to  the  table.  back  at  their  spot,  a  waiter  soon  appeared  to  finally  take  their  order,    "  the  steak  for  me,  extra  bloody.  "  uriel  waited  for  her  to  order  her  dish  before  they  were  alone  again,  a  few  seconds  of  quietness.  he  looked  at  her  again,  finding  her  battle  of  wills  fascinating,  herself,  unaware  of  the  evident  emotions  passing  through  her  eyes.  "  you're  a  lot  more  than  meets  the  eye.  but  surprisingly  innocent  when  it  comes  to  your  sexual  desires.  "  he  voices  without  bothering  to  sugarcoat  his  words.  "  the  glimpses  i've  got  from  it.  you're  beautiful  once  it  runs  wild  and  free.  "  his  head  lowered,  grinning,  "  you  have  more  power  over  me  than  you  think.  i  promise  i  shall  be  more  careful.  "  

he  was  almost  like  a  man  starving  for  water.  the  urge  to  be  desperate  grips  his  bones.  not  only  did  he  want  to  get  to  know  her  mentally,  but  his  fingers  were  starting  to  itch  to  touch  her  more  and  caress  any  part  of  her  body.  like  a  predator  that  seeks  intimacy  and  passion,  consume  the  person  within  his  embrace.  uriel  could  give  her  stars  if  she  wanted,  willing  to  provide  her  with  anything  just  by  pure  desire.  "  name  it,  and  i'll  give  it  to  you.  "  he  grimaced  at  his  sudden  twinge  of  patheticness.  different  thoughts  ran  through  his  brain  that  he  wasn't  this  type  of  man.  how  his  words,  usually  a  bunch  of  lies,  became  so  honest  falling  from  his  mouth  like  that.  he  was  glad  she  wasn't  facing  him  anymore,  warm  breath  ghosting  along  his  neck,  her  body  feeling  warm  as  her  blood  rushed  even  faster.  his  eyes  squeezed  shut  to  shut  down  the  voices  in  his  head.  he  liked  her  more  than  he  ever  thought  he  would  show  affection  to  anyone.  "  me  too.  "  enjoying  himself  immensely,  "  wouldn't  want  to  throw  everything  on  the  table.  "  it  would  ruin  the  magic  of  the  night,  would  it  not?  a  mission  for  the  vampire  to  woo  his  date  literally  off  her  feet,  skilfully  done  with  smaller  steps.  a  soft  groan  left  him  at  the  unpredictable  touch  of  her  lips  against  his  cool  skin.  hyesoo  kisses  his  neck,  which  would've  made  him  shiver  if  he  had  been  alive.  "  with  this  (  your  kiss  ),  or  did  you  have  something  else  in  mind?  "  

they  were  like  metal  colliding,  igniting  sparks  as  soon  they  connected,  morphing  into  one  because  nothing  felt  more  on  fire  than  this.  sex  was  something  they  had  perfected  over  time,  like  a  dance  they  were  meant  to  do  with  each  other.  how  could  they  not?  fuck,  fuck,  she  missed  him  so.  ivy's  nose  flared  at  the  obvious  silent  treatment,  a  lone  foot  reaching  out  to  press  against  his  abdomen,  toes  giving  pressure.  she  should  shove  it  in  his  mouth.  that  would  show  him  silence.  her  eyes  were  full-blown,  brightened  irises,  grown  pupils,  and  a  sigh  at  the  sight  of  him  touching  himself  before  the  dam  broke  again.  seeing  him  —  knowing  how  good  it  felt  took  the  air  out  of  her  lungs,  and  the  rockstar  didn't  care  how  loud  she  screamed  when  suddenly  her  legs  were  pulled,  used  as  leverage,  and  he  entered  his  hardened  cock  deep  inside  of  her.  it  hurt  while  it  brought  stars  to  her  eyes,  his  thrust  leaving  her  ass  burning  on  the  table  with  the  wild  friction.  ivy  cared  less  about  their  situation  at  the  moment,  brain  empty  of  thoughts  about  him  having  another,  not  when  he  was  here  like  this.  she  had  trouble  meeting  his  thrust,  the  feverish  fucking,  albeit  insane,  as  iseul  bore  into  her.  "  hmph!  "  his  fingers  closed  around  her  throat,  slightly  squeezing,  making  her  growl  as  he  still  refused  to  make  any  sound.  "  fuck...fuck  you.  "  

"  i  know  that's  your  hobby,  but  i  rather  not  stand  here  all  day.  you've  agreed  anyways.  "  dallia  wasn't  an  idiot,  or  so  she  thought,  as  the  plan  was  idiotic  the  moment  it  had  been  thrown  at  him,  but  it  could've  been  worse.  for  someone  with  a  stoic  interior,  it  was  hard  to  shut  him  up  when  he  needed  to  prove  a  point.  he  was  just  a  whiny  big  brat!  "  you  can't  take  compliments  well  either,  can  you?  "  poor  person,  whoever  would  fall  for  him  and  date  him.  they  would  have  their  hands  full  with  mister  pessimistic.  "  so  touchy!  "  but  back  to  business  —  dallia  nodded  in  understanding,  "  it's  a  hot  spot  and  close  to  work,  that  was  inevitable.  but  deal.  rule  number  four,  avoid  talking  to  my  ex  alone  at  all  costs,  stay  close  to  me.  we  both  don't  need  the  drama.  "