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He could hear the straining of the wood beneath her hands as his tongue works to rile her up, bring her to the prescipice of pleasure. he wanted her to feel it - he wasn’t a selfish man. He didn’t aim for his own pleasure first - no he was very much a firm believer of the woman feeling just as much if not more then him. Guess it was the gentleman in him that was buried very very deep. And that was what he was aiming for here. Every little moan and breathless little gasp calling to the primal male inside of him. The wolf inside smirking and wanting to cause more. As she came undone he drank it all in, throat working to swallow every single bit and tongue working to get more. He was greedy yes but god damn did she taste good, her hands gripping the table to the point he was sure she’d break it. Once done he moves back up slowly, his lips retracing his previous paths as well as carving new ones till he was back at her lips. Pressing against hers and letting her taste herself, taste what he had done to her as hands come up to grip her hair, fingers intertwinning inside the brunette locks as though it was a lifeline he needed to hold on too. Lust was pumping through every single one of his nerves and god did he want to take more, but he was holding himself together barely. no this had to be her choice. Her decisions were what he was going on and hell if she told him to stop then he would - how he didn’t know but he would pull away somehow.

@scarsbuilt​

She was panting rapidly, her lungs desperate to retrieve the air he had stolen from her while her body trembled as she came down from the high. Her blood rushed through her veins and she felt prickles all over her skin as if jolts of electricity danced across her close to pale tone. Fingers slowly uncurled from the edge of the table, muscles aching as she stretched her digits; her arms found their way around his back and she grabbed his shoulders almost desperately as she clung to him. She moaned into his kiss, her lips and tongue tasting what was no doubt her own juices on them. It was a weird feeling, tasting herself - it’s rarely happened and if it had she purposely blocked it out of her mind as it was most likely from a time she fought hard to forget.

Her head was spinning, a result of a combination of things; the intoxication of whiskey, the sparks of pleasure still kissing her nerves, the mouth that devoured hers, she could barely get a complete thought in with all that was going on up there. Half-hooded brown eyes gazed into his, her naked chest brushing up against his as she continued to breathe heavily - still not able to retrieve all the oxygen that left her. Her hardened nipples grazing his pectorals and the friction between them shot through out her and caused her to shiver, creating tiny little bumps puckering her skin. 

If he was honest - he wasn’t expecting it to happen again. He was fine with the knowledge it was a one time deal. Hell he was just expecting to protect her and nothing more even if his skin burned with the need to touch her, the need to feel her again. It was burning him, like an addict needing the next hit of a drug. He was a very good drunk in the sense that even when drunk off his head he could remember everything that happened. He always pictured things clearly come morning and no matter what happened he either forgot it or remembered it. And in this sense it was very much a remember case. There was no way in hell he was forgetting that - every sound, even moan, every way her body contorted beneath his hands. The kiss had come from nowhere but there was no way in hell he was saying no, he allowed her to take charge. To put the control in her hands instead of his for a change, he normally held onto it with an iron fist but right now. Now it was held in her hands. Dark eyes watch the way she trails down his body, mapping out every muscle of his stomach and groans fall from his lips with ease. God she was too tempting. his mouth drops open as she undoes his pants and pulls them down with his underwear, eyes meeting hers as he watches the movements of his tongue. A growl slipping out of his throat as eyes close for the briefest of moments. ❛ Damn girl.❜ he groans.

@scarsbuilt

The detective has never felt so proud of her actions; the times she did have sex, she was usually the one getting all the action and wasn’t very well experienced when it came to pleasing her partner. She was also pretty damn sure that Jacob had faked a lot of his orgasm and sounds - maybe they were genuine in the beginning, but the more she thought about their marriage falling apart she couldn’t help but wonder. And she’s been wondering all of this time: was she even any good in bed? Joles only wanted her for the pain he loved to cause, so there was no answer there. Could Deeks be the one to finally tell her?

Giving a guy head wasn’t her favorite kink in the world, but she personally knew that it had to be done - or rather she wanted it to be done in order to pleasure her ma- this man. The stimulation from her mouth and tongue no doubt would drive him wild and that’s what she was aiming for. She wanted to hear his sounds just as much as he wanted hers, finding them incredibly hot. A turn on for her were those sounds, letting her know that she was doing all of the right things. The last time this happened, he was the one to pleasure her and now it was she who was returning the favor. This time, they would be even - not that she minded at all the thrill he last gave her.

LET’S CALL THIS KIM DO THE THING YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO@norwaypack

She wasn’t sure why he had invited her over; okay, so maybe that’s what friends did but how would she know considering she barely had friends at all. Roxanne was the only person she really considered to be a friend - her best friend - and she didn’t need an invitation or even need to knock when she visited the other. Hell, her husband was Kimberly’s partner after all and they were as close as family - who the hell needed to knock for family? Her brother sure as hell didn’t abide by the knocking rule.

She dropped the boys off at their sports practices before heading over to see the man, parking her ‘67 Impala outside his home before locking it and heading up towards his door. She rang the doorbell and waited, still wondering why he wanted to see her. She hasn’t seen him since the hospital and his little ‘disappearing act’ that made set off her panic mode. It was a good thing she still had guys down at the station keeping tabs on him for reasons, otherwise she would have probably called a massive search hunt for him. Was that going a little over-board? Maybe, most definitely, but it was because she cared. She cared about him. Perhaps a little too much for her own good.

When the door opened and she was met by those beautiful green eyes and that oh-so-cute smile, her own curled on her lips - a genuine one. “Hey,” she greeted back, sticking her hands into the pockets of her jeans to keep them from fidgeting as they no doubt would when it came to her and normal conversations.

Especially the lyrics:

A Guardian Angel AU.

(NOT-SO) RANDOM QUESTIONS GIMME GIMMEAKA MAKE KOLE TALK ABOUT HIS EMBARRASSING MOMENTS@ericbrandonrp

“Forget it! There is no way you’re going to get it out of me! Just pretend I never even brought it up, Eric!”

He starts to sweat as he recalls that horribly embarrassing time in his life; the girl he humiliated in high school grew up to be this sexy as hell photographer he got with and dated for a few months. He always did think it was weird that her brand of foreplay was taking pictures of him in very suggestive poses and positions. It was only after he ended things with her that he discovered her plot for revenge; blackmail. Kole assumed she burned the photographs or at least kept them hidden in a safe or something - never to be seen again - but he was wrong. The woman threatened to release the photos unless he did whatever she wanted - she got him to do little odd jobs and tasks for her in exchange keeping the pictures a secret. The whole time, she was just yanking his chain. When she finally had enough fun playing with him, the ‘photographer’ or Daphne as he remembered her name was (not like he was ever going to forget it either) gave Kole the pictures she took and Kole burned them. But his worrying did not cease there, for what she insinuated make Kole all the more terrified; perhaps there was more photographs already out there for the world to see…He has yet to find them and that scared the fuck out of him. He shuddered at the thought.

“And don’t you go asking my sister about it either because she knows nothing, right Kim?”

//Sorry I forgot to specify muse but asdfsdf this is awesome!! Kole is such a dork haha

Awkward Asks!@ericbrandonrp

1. What’s your dirty fantasy?

Kim: “Uh…I-I think it’s still sex in the park…”

Kole: “Ever heard of a dominatrix, Eric? Ever try it? I want to.”

4. What was your biggest freakout over?

Kim: “You want just one? I’m pretty sure I can name ten off the top of my head in fifteen seconds.”

Kole: “Truth? When I found my ex-fiancee dead…Ask Kim about the details, I don’t want to talk about it.”

8. Worst lie you’ve told?

Kim: “Everyone says it’s “I’m fine” but I have no idea what they’re talking about. I’m fine…” She forces a smile.

Kole: “Okay, so this is an example of me being kind of a dick…Back in high school this girl had a crush on me but she wasn’t all that attractive or my type and I may have told her that I wanted to take her to prom but took the head cheerleader instead and didn’t tell her until she…got there…In my defense, I do regret a lot of the shit I did in high school! And…I found out later that she got her revenge on me but you don’t want to hear that story, let’s not talk about that story, that story is for another time let’s say never.”

9. Childhood crush?

Kim: “Is it fair to say my ex-husband? Because he was my first for everything.”

Kole: “Arnold Schwarzenegger. Laugh or cringe all you want, but I was seven years old when I first saw the movie Predator and he was a bad ass in it! Have seen pretty much all of his movies since and he’ll forever be my favorite actor. *In Schwarzenegger’s voice* GET TO DA CHOPPA! Ha-ha, classic.”

14. Cringy moment you can remember?

Kim: “Again, you want just one?” She sighs. “Okay, so…okay, well this is a little embarrassing and a lot cringy - on my wedding day…I might have been so nervous to, well, get married that I…Crap, I can’t believe I’m admitting this…I might’ve…tripped on the way to the church and…ripped the back if my dress…Like completely ripped it - my ass was showing. So, I was rushed back to my motel room where thankfully my Aunt Christine made excellent modifications to fix it but yeah, needless to say I was late for my own wedding. And that is the last time I’m ever wearing a dress that’s longer and bigger than my height.”

Kole: “I might have said the wrong name while I was having sex with someone. What’s worse and a super crazy coincidence is that the name I yelled out was actually the name of the girl’s sister and I think she took offense to that.”

19. Worst friend experience?

Kim: “Did I ever mention that Joles and I started off as friends? He was my shoulder to cry on after my marriage ended - it didn’t matter that he was a stranger, he was being kind and considerate…he was being nice…” She looks down, her shoulders scrunching - a habit she had when she was closing herself off. “…What an idiot I was, right?”

Random Questions Gimme Gimme@travelerlainewalker

“My childhood best friend is also currently still my best friend today: Roxanne, or Roxie, Hartman - now going by Roxanne Hartman-Rhodes. She and I met in elementary school and things just kicked off from there. She married my partner Brady Rhodes back in 2014 and they now have a two year old daughter, who is also my godchild. Roxie’s the best - literally the best. I trust her with more than my own life; I trust her with everything. And she hasn’t let me down yet, I don’t think she ever will and that is why I love her.”