[ 1 ] for our muses to be in the midst of foreplay/building up to sex but one stops the other to make some kind of confession.

[ 2 ] for sender to wake up receiver after having a nightmare and initiate sex as comfort.

[ 3 ] for receiver to wake up sender after having a nightmare and initiate sex as comfort.

[ 4 ] our muses have just made up after a fight and begin to get intimate, trying to rebuild trust.

[ 5 ] one muse has just gone through a break up and goes to the other for comfort which leads to sex.

[ 6 ] sender had a bad date and receiver shows up at their door to cheer them up. they get a little tipsy and start making out.

[ 7 ] receiver had a bad date and sender shows up at their door to cheer them up. they get a little tipsy and start making out.

[ 8 ] our muses reunite after having been apart for an extended length of time which leads to sex, clothes everywhere, barely making it to the bed or not at all.

[ 9 ] sender is upset, receiver tries to confront them but rather than talk about it, sender initiates sex.

[ 10 ] receiver is upset, sender tries to confront them but rather than talk about it, receiver initiates sex.

[ 11 ] our muses try to break up only to end up having emotional/heated sex.

[ 12 ] sender confesses to having a crush on receiver which leads to receiver initiating sex.

[ 13 ] receiver confesses to having a crush on sender which leads to sender initiating sex.

[ 14 ] our muses lose power during a storm and have sex to keep warm or out of boredom.

[ 15 ] our muses are not together but sender confesses to receiver how lonely they are which spurs on receiver to initiate sex for comfort.

[ 16 ] our muses are not together but receiver confesses to sender how lonely they are which spurs on sender to initiate sex for comfort.

[ 17 ] sender pausing in the middle of sex to say "you're so beautiful/handsome"

[ 18 ] sender pausing in the middle of sex to say "i love you"

[ 19 ] sender pausing in the middle of sex to say "i missed you"

[ 20 ] for our muses to hold each other after sex, naked and warm and unwilling to detangle just yet.

a few sentences:

❝ i just want to feel something good. ❞

❝ i missed you so much. i just need you close to me right now. ❞

❝ let me show you how much i love you. ❞

❝ let me show you just how much i need you. ❞

❝ it doesn't have to mean anything, i'd just like some company tonight... ❞

❝ can i stay over tonight? i don't want to sleep alone right now. ❞

❝ i like the way you make me feel. i want to feel that way right now. i need to be with you. ❞

❝ no better way of getting over someone than getting under someone else, hey? ❞

❝ hey look you're not 'using' me if i'm the one offering. don't you think i get lonely too? ❞

❝ i miss the feeling of you inside me. ❞

❝ i miss being inside you. i miss feeling like we're the only two people in existence. ❞

❝ god all i did was think about you earlier and i got...excited. ❞

❝ i don't want to miss you anymore. please just kiss me. ❞

❝ will you just hold me for a little while? ❞

❝ this doesn't mean i'm not still mad at you— ❞

❝ i'm not sure if i forgive you yet, but i miss you. and i'm tired of missing you so... ❞

❝ i'm not sure how to ask this but—i've had a shit night. and you always used to make me feel good. ❞

❝ just come here. let me take care of you. ❞

@firstbcrn said: “i… may have spoken out of turn just now. in the heat of the moment.”

brows raise expectantly as he sits there, watching his brother from across the table. around them, the club is abuzz, offering a certain sort of privacy - no one is listening to their conversation, too wrapped up as they are in their own entertainments. anywhere else, they might have drawn attention, but here they are merely two men amongst the crowd. it's oddly comforting, he thinks. or so he's taught himself to think... to reflect more thoroughly on why he has taken to eschewing quiet of late would be to prod at questions he is not presently inclined to answer...

indeed, answering them honestly would mean acknowledging that anthony's out of turn remark held some justice... he was wasting his life in idleness. and resentment only smarted in his chest because he knew it to be true. but he was not in the mood for honest reflection - or for fraternal concern.

benedict’s nocked arrow strikes true, cutting straight to the heart of the very reason that anthony is so acquiescent as of late. simply put, he is content. which is not to say that his meddling in his siblings affairs came from a place of malcontent, because his genuine care for them had broken through anything that he may have been personally feeling. but it’s more that he can allow himself to admit to his mistakes because he doesn’t feel the need to be so headstrong in his insistence that his way is the correct and therefore only way.

but let it not be said that he is a fool who doesn’t know his brother well enough to know when there is an attempt at misdirection occurring, as lovesick as he may be at times. ‘ …i see your attempt at distraction from the matter at hand. do not think that i don’t. ’ but he isn’t going to push the topic of conversation, as much as it pains him that benedict is wasting his potential, because he can all but hear kate’s gentle voice in his ear reminding him that everything will happen in its own time, that some things simply cannot be forced, as he should well know given how their own relationship started.

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

His trip to the country had done him so good and already he missed the fresh air and the sound of birds singing by his window in the early hours of the morning. But Benedict wasn't unhappy to be back home, he'd missed his family - though they tested his patience on occasion. As he stepped out of the carriage and back into the Bridgerton house he greeted the doors men and then several of the maids before he made his way up the stairs.

he turns on his heel at the sound of his brother's voice, brow furrowing for just a moment before it smoothes out into a more relaxed expression. an unexpected arrival indeed, and it seems that the both of them have decided to cut their sojourns short in favour of returning home. ‘ so long as i rank above colin, i shan't take offence to that statement. ’ he's mostly joking as he says that.

his heart breaks for her, and of all the things that he’d wanted her to say in that moment, the words she had chosen are the ones that he’d wanted to hear the least. there’s a sense of failure that begins to bloom within his chest, because how had he not noticed? how had he not seen the signs that her thoughts had strayed so treacherously far from where they should be? all he can do now is work with the remains of her internal struggle.

❛   has anyone ever told you that you're quite dramatic , anthony ? ❜ her words are whispered as her lips split into an amused grin. the idea of him killing over from simply being unable to keep touching her like this was enough to lighten her melancholy. oh , to be so coveted.

they are here despite numerous attempts to detach from one another. she has a chance to free herself from his bond &* protect herself once &* for all. &* yet --------

and covet her, he does; the taste of her, the feel of her, the scent of her, all of it is born to drive him insane with want. there's never been anyone like her, who has managed to command him so easily with nothing more than a raised eyebrow and an uttered word.

‘ it has been mentioned, yes. ’ he murmurs against her skin, letting his lips drag and catch where they will, committing every inch of her to memory in case she should decide that she no longer wishes to continue this. he'll go to his grave being able to sketch out the most intimate parts of her within his mind, only to be imagined by him.

regina had to keep her voice hushed as she spoke to the viscount . no one could be too certain who was hearing them in the bushes or shadows . lady whistledown was everywhere and no where all at once . sure , she had left through the window of the local widow , regina had spent countless nights in her bed chambers , enjoying the pleasure of her company . " i would appreciate that , my secrets , lady whistledown has already tried to ruin me and my family name , and i cannot allow that to happen again . "

lady whistledown, it seems, has had it out for the both of them. where before she had come for his family, it seems that the george family now appears to be a favourable target for her. ‘ come, my residence isn't too far. ’ he offers her his elbow to hold onto as they walk. if anything, his status as both a viscount and a husband has now rendered him impervious to the rumours of any impropriety, and it's a blessing that he holds close to his chest. ‘ though i must warn you, an audience with me also begets an audience with my wife, but she is just as skilled as keeping secrets as i, if not more so. ’

@firstbcrn  :         ❝       are you… laughing at me?      ❞      °

             the eldest bridgerton sibling has always been put in a serious position .      all francesca knew growing up was exactly that . anthony taking on not only the eldest brother role , but that of the man of the house as well as a father like figure . she was awfully young when their father had passed and with no tangible memories that she could hold dear of , the spot of father figure ended up being something her brother filled . she loved all her brothers equally , but perhaps wished that she could ease the burden off of his shoulders ever so slightly . [ ... ] she had been behind him when the accident occurred . the floor had been freshly cleaned to even where the tiles mirrored back her own reflection in such clear spotlight . whereas anthony's nose had been in the papers that he carried , only being attentive towards her ( almost ) one sided conversation with keen ears and head nods . even then he hadn't seen it coming . one minute he was walking upright going over his work and then next he laid back down on the entrance floor .

he's listening to her as intently as he can manage, but he's left this paperwork untouched by his own hands for far too long as it is. of course, kate's insistence on a second honeymoon had been... well, an incredible blessing, with her pregnancy taken into consideration. he couldn't have wished for a better outcome from their trip. it has, however, left him severely behind in the management of his land, and as much as benedict and their mother had kept things somewhat balanced, he never quite trusts any eyes but his own on his work.

the incident itself happens so quickly that he doesn't quite register what's actually going on until he's already flat on his back, the high ceilings above him now the view that he's taking in. papers are strewn about him, any order lost, and his back complains at him for the sudden collision with the hard marble beneath him.