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HIS HEART was hammering against his chest once she rode out her high and he can’t help the grin that forms on his lips once she connected their lips together. diana had a way of making him feel so alive. the kiss magnifies the passion and desire that was already burning for her. isaac moaned, his tongue dancing against hers. one hand reached up to grip her chin and the other ran through her blonde locks, pulling her even closer to him. he grinned in pride when she compliments him on his skill, his heart leaping in his chest. he didn’t want to let go of her; wanting nothing more than to keep kissing her. he chuckled lightly when she turned them around so it was him who was pressed against the altar this time around. a brow raised at her words, though it was evident from the excitement in his dark eyes that he wanted it badly. “of course baby,” he assured her, voice a little tight as she squeezed his erection. “fuck, please diana,” he breathed out, head tossed back. “wanna feel that pretty mouth around my cock…”

                      HER CHEEKS flushed at his teasing and she felt like she had to pinch herself or something to prove that this wasn’t a dream and that this was real. it was so difficult to not get her hopes up and to hold herself back any longer. how could ciara do it, when corbyn had kissed her and touched her like that? when his touches and kisses made her melt and ignited this fiery passion inside of her? she didn’t know what this would mean for the future of their relationship and she tried not to think too hard about it or even voice out her worries. she was more focused on enjoying whatever this was going on between them rather than worrying about what would happen in the future. she loved being so close to him in the way she’s always fantasized about. “careful cor,” she murmured coyly, bright eyes sparkling as she met his gaze. “you sure you can handle it?” she asked, giggling slightly. when he took her hand to lead her out of the door, she can’t help but note just how her hand fit perfectly in his. the bright smile she wore never left her lips as she gripped his hand. as the two of them got inside the taxi and he pulled her closer to him, she turned her head, ready to kiss him once more. only this time, he beat her to it. she beamed against his lips, kissing him back sweetly and passionately, threading her fingers through his hair. it didn’t even matter if the taxi driver could see them; she was solely focused on corbyn and how good he made her feel. “you make me feel so good cor,” she gasped out, her hand free hand trailing down to his crotch and she began to rub him. “wanna make you feel good as soon as we get to your place,” she whispered against his lips, giving his bottom lip a playful nip. 

         HE WAS incredibly impressed with what carlos had built and he didn’t even try to hide the awe in his eyes as he admired the place. “you took a course?” he asked incredulously, grinning at the other male. he can see the pride and excitement in carlos’ face and his smile was just so infectious as was his laugh that josh’s smile grew at the sight. “it looks awesome,” he said sincerely. he doesn’t think he could even attempt to make something that looks a quarter as good as the one that carlos made. “i’m feeling horror or crime,” he admitted. “am i the first person you’ve invited to this hideout? i’d hate to think i was just another one,” he teased the other male, nudging him playfully. 

        “I’LL HAPPILY take that,” francisco beamed, giggling a little. he reached out to give her shoulder a little squeeze. “you’re not going to let me down or make me regret my choice in you being my best friend. like i said before: nothing can break our impenetrable bond!” it would have to take some serious betrayal from nancy for that to happen. but he doubted that nancy would do anything like that; not when she just admitted that he was on the highest level of friendship with her. “that makes me happy to hear,” he admitted. “do you maybe want to grab a bite to eat? my treat!” 

       SHE NEVER would have entertained the thought of reaching her orgasm in public, surrounded by high profile people. but she had become more adventurous and a little less uptight because of korey. it was so exciting, knowing that he was this hard because of her. her cheeks were flushed from his dirty talk and another shiver runs down her spine. she can’t help but envision his words; remembering how it felt to be filled up by him. “fuck, kor,” she gulped. “i don’t think i’ll be able to wait until we get to the limo for you to fill me up like that…” she knew that as a princess, she ought to be patient. but patience and waiting tended to go out the window when it came to sex with korey. she was always so needy for him, that it didn’t matter when or where, just as long as it was with him. but their relationship was more than just sex. she never believed in the concept of soulmates before falling in love with him, but now, she did. he was her best friend, her confidant, her lover, her everything. he was her everything and she loved him so much that she could feel her heart swelling with all that love and warmth for him whenever she laid eyes on him. she loved being called his good girl, and it was evident in the way her strokes increased in pace. when he reminded her that he wasn’t good at hiding out his high like she was, she slowed down. “do you want me to stop?” she asked softly, glancing up at him as he pressed his cheek against the top of her head. she would if he wanted her to; she would never deny him. the speech was wrapping up in the next couple of minutes so they could leave then. 

                      HE WAS so glad that edmund was able to understand his frustration. “it’s like… i’m not a damn mind reader, you know? i’m good at my job but this is a two-way street.” elliot took a deep breath to try and calm himself down. “just this one client. she’s so indecisive and not very forthcoming either! i want to just drop her as a client at this point because the stress isn’t worth it.” 

             EXACTLY WHO was this guy? and how did he get in? she really could have sworn that she had locked the doors and windows. he claimed he was a ghost but they don’t exist. so maybe he was just a really good lockpick? in that case, she would have to up her security system to avoid any future incidents like this. glaring at him, she reached for the handcuffs she kept on her person. “ghosts don’t exist and you’re dumb if you think i’m gonna fall for that crap,” faith snorted. she’s dealt with criminals telling her the most outrageous lies. whatever other lies he comes up with, she was pretty sure she’s heard it before. and even though this guy was breaking and entering, seeing him pull the pouty face with the doe eyes was enough to make her falter for a moment, even though she’s supposed to be a hardened detective. she shook that off and went to try and put the handcuffs on him, only for the handcuffs to go through his hand. “what the fuck?” she breathed out before trying again. and again. and again. but no matter what she did, the handcuffs just kept passing through his hands like it was air. and when she tried to touch his hands, it was the same result. “ghosts don’t exist though?” she mumbled to herself, blue eyes wide with shock and a bit of fear as she looked at him. there was no reasonable explanation for his hands to have objects pass through like it was made out of air. “are you actually, a real live ghost? like for real? or am i just hallucinating because i was drugged or something?”

         THIS WAS the first night in a very long while that he was able to sleep in and peacefully. maybe it had to do with being able to fall asleep with his boyfriends; usually they were already asleep by the time he came home. he was so deep asleep, but he did start to stir when he felt soft lips touching his neck. hayden groaned a bit, but he didn’t open his eyes just yet; still wanting to enjoy the soft bed and his sleep a bit longer. but then he heard fabian’s voice, followed by morgan’s voice. he squeezed his eyes tightly before they fluttered open. “morning,” he whispered, his voice gravelly. he stayed there for a moment, before moving to sit up slightly. “what did i do to deserve such a wonderful wake up call?” he asked with a lazy smile. he reached out to take their hands in his, giving them a squeeze. now that he had been awake for a few moments, he could see the tray filled with food on one bedside table. “we’re having breakfast together?” he asked hopefully, perking up. it’s been a while since they had breakfast together. 

a look of pride stained morgan’s expression as fabian questioned them, allowing him to take note of the food lying on the tray. the two boys had been busy fixing up a variety of different options, all of which would be eaten at some point; so it didn’t feel like a waste. with sausages, bacon and eggs on one plate, syrupy pancakes on another, a bowl of fruit, a mountain of croissants and lots of toast on the menu, both boys were sure they’d hit one of hayden’s cravings that morning, hopefully. “we are,” fabian assures with a smile, it only growing as he notes how much his boyfriend perks up. the three of them getting this time together was practically unheard of. although understandable, each of their careers or career aims taking up a lot of their time and energy, that’s not to say either man had to like it.  “you deserved a treat,” morgan decides firmly, finally paying attention to the initial question that had fallen from hayden’s lips; though it’s more of a general reminder than anything else. “anything peak your interest, baby?” he adds on for good measure, gazing over at him, so excited for the morning ahead of them; he’s practically buzzing.

       HIS BOYFRIEND’S giggle makes him beam like the sun, his dimples more prominent as he regarded marlon. he truly was the luckiest man to be able to call marlon his; to be able to hold him the way that he did, to love him and to have himself be the one whom marlon came home to. “i wish you were there to see it,” he admitted. “maybe next time,” he suggested with a grin. sadly, he knew that there would almost certainly be a next time, given how often he’s had to deal with those men belittling or undermining him. it was just a thing that he had to live with. his fingers ran through marlon’s curls, loving the way the soft locks felt against his skin. vik grinned. “that’s true. i would hate to be one of those men when i’m older,” he declared, shuddering at the thought. “luckily, i have you by my side to make sure i never become close-minded like those jerks.” he holds marlon close to him, nuzzling his face into the other’s neck. “and we wouldn’t want that,” he murmured. “it always breaks my heart if you’re upset or crying, baby. i never want to see that smile leave your angelic face.”

         “MUCH BETTER,” he nodded, beaming up at the male. “i will buy you the biggest and finest bottle of prosecco that i can find.” money wasn’t an issue for him; it never really was. besides, he considered ezra to be one of his friends so he wouldn’t mind splurging for the other male. his eyes lit up at the mention of indian food and he nodded eagerly. his stomach growled as he thought of the cuisine he hadn’t had in a while. “sounds like a plan,” he agreed. “god, i haven’t had biryani in forever and i’m just dying to eat some again…”

        HE SMILED over at miah’s assurances, grateful for it. while he didn’t mind some sugarcoating every now and then, he would almost always prefer the truth over it. at least miah seemed genuine and he trusted the other to not lie to him. he lets out a snort of laughter at his friend’s declarations, an amused look crossing his features. “if that’s the case, then you’re doing a wonderful job,” wes grinned. he wouldn’t know if keeping your parents humble was the job of their children. but he certainly knew that it wasn’t the children’s job to be the responsible ones. “he’s definitely not a bad person. gus is… he’s always had a kind heart, you know? i’m proud of what he’s accomplished.” his brother’s band was becoming more and more successful with every passing day and he was thrilled for him. “i just hope i don’t do anything to fuck up our relationship even more,” he admitted. 

         SHE GENTLY wiped away more of his tears with the pad of her thumb. not for the first time that night, her heart broke when he admitted that she was the first person he’s ever trusted his whole life. she couldn’t imagine living her whole life not trusting anyone, but she couldn’t blame him. his ability was unique and although she’s never encountered anyone like him before, she did believe him and she wanted nothing more than to help him. he meant so much to her and she would do anything and everything possible to make sure that he won’t have to suffer alone. it hurts her so much to know how alone he’s been his whole life and she vowed silently to herself that she would make sure that he would never feel that way ever again. “i’m honoured to be someone that you trust,” she whispered, smiling softly back at him. “you’re never going to be alone again, gus, i promise you that. i may not understand completely what you’re going through, but i’m here for you and i will never let you be alone or feel that way ever again,” she promised, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. she was going to message andy as soon as possible. but for now, she would stay with gus and keep him occupied and hopefully take his mind off things. “sounds good,” she smiled, taking out her phone and opened the food delivery app. “i’m craving like… burgers and fries or pizza and wings,” she mused. “what would you prefer? my treat.”