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"I know you do, baby."she murmured, he never shyed away from telling her everything, showering her with his love and affection, compliments and generosity. Licking her lips as his hands immediately landed on her body, she looked into his bright hazel eyes with a mischievous little smirk when he admitted to always wanting to join the Mile High Club. "Today is your lucky day, then."the older woman murmured with a wink. Stretching her arm to the left, she pulled onto the curtain that would give them some privacy, and send the message to the flight attendant not to bother them at the moment. She was paying a lot for this private plane and the services, whatever happens here would stay here. Skylar let her lips land on top of his, giving him a much-wanted deep, passionate kiss as her hips began rubbing against his hardening erection. "You're so fucking addicting, baby, I can't even control myself on a flight."Skylar murmured in a slightly breathless voice as her lips hovered against his, fingers toying and messing up his perfect hair. @smokecut

“But every day is lucky with you, my darling,” Gray returned when Skylar told him today was his lucky day, such smooth charm being instinctive for him. Of course, it was an entirely true statement, too. The younger male simply craved her, wanting nothing else but her adoration, body and love ever since they’d gotten together. He couldn’t take his eyes off her for a moment, but when she pulled the curtain closed, a smirk crossed his lips. A knowing laugh followed. He slid his hands up her thighs and around to cup her ass, kissing her back heatedly at the same time, moans and growls already slipping from him, given how she ground herself against his trapped erection. Already, with such arousal, he couldn’t help but start pulling at her clothes, wanting to feel her skin on his despite the risks. They continued kissing, and as Skylar told him how addicting he was, Gray couldn’t help but laugh breathlessly. “The feeling’s definitely mutual…” he teased, moving then to start nipping and kissing against her jawline and neck whilst still tugging at her clothes. 

The way Jasper turned to look at him as his cock filled that sloppy hole was almost as delicious as being inside that royal ass. Those eyes, longing for him, aching for him. He could feel the need and desire and by the time Jasper moaned those words, telling Myo to go hard, the swordsman already knew he had to, because he had seen in that face. He fixed his feet on each side of the prince, hands on that waist to get enough balance and strength. And then he went for it, the first push so hard and deep that when their bodies collided, he almost lost balanced and fell over Jasper. "Fuck." He groaned by the man's left ear. "You're so fucking warm inside." With one hand reaching for Jasper's shoulder, he started fucking hard, pounding away into that ass, pushing Jasper's body forward, so it would clash against Seife, that watched the whole thing while holding his cock between his fingers, jerking himself off at a leisure, enjoying the whole scenario with a dirty smile on his lips.

Jasper gasped when he felt the first few inches of Myo’s cock being shoved into his tight hole. He didn’t even have a moment to adjust before all of it was in him, spearing his walls open and making the Prince cry out even more loudly than before. The sudden force of the thrust and Myo’s weight on top of him made Jasper’s back instinctively arch, his muscles tensing and cock aching. Being told how warm he felt brought a shaky whimper from the royal, but before he could say anything, he was again overtaken by the feeling of Myo’s cock, that time as he started to pound him hard and fast. The Prince whined, shouted, cried and moaned as his ass was taken so swiftly and brutally, with Myo’s grip on his shoulder keeping Jasper exactly in his place while he was pounded. All he could do was lie there and take it… and he loved every second of it. 

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The young woman’s response brought a knowing smile out upon Lucius’ lips, a chuckle following. “No, no, darling. I was being truthful. I make it a policy to never lie to beautiful women.” Even with his face mostly obscured by his mask, Lucius’ eyes shone as he delivered the compliment out of nowhere. Often, when it came to seduction, he was the stereotype of a French male. Red-blooded, with a high libido and a simple inability to stop himself from trying to charm his way into her panties. And, with just how tempting she looked already, Lucius knew he wouldn’t stop with the charm, even if he succeeded in seducing her. 

She felt him grow hard underneath her touch and it lit up something inside her. The control she felt over him, his moans, his shaking voice, it was all doing something to Josephine. Austin confessing to his deepest darkest fantasies to her just like that, she would be lying if she said it all had her soaking wet in anticipation already. She wanted to push his buttons, to see how far she could take him until he was begging to let him fuck her, to allow him to fulfill his biggest fantasy.

“Oh…” Austin said when Jo chided him for removing his shirt, though even as he said it, his gaze dropped down to look at her finger pressing against his bare chest. “I’m…” he began, intending to say he was sorry, but then he didn’t. Firstly, because he genuinely wasn’t. He’d fantasised about Jo privately for so long that he wasn’t at all regretful he was ‘shooting his shot’ now he finally had the opportunity he’d never expected. And, furthermore, Jo’s smirk and laugh told him she was just messing with him, a sentiment further heightened by how she settled upon his lap and brushed her core against his trapped erection. 

Molly's heart was now beating fast. She wanted him so badly, ever since she was a teenager. She used to play different scenarios in her mind as to how they would have their first kiss, or how he would ask her on a date... it was pathetic, really, she was such a loser. "I'll have to take your word for it, then" she hummed softly.

Sean merely shrugged when Molly said she’d have to take his word for how he wasn’t mediocre, that same knowing smile upon his lips as he held her gaze for a moment more. After leaving the pub garden, they settled into a walking pace, side by side together. 

Ironically, despite the circumstances that had led Tybalt into pretending to be the blonde’s boyfriend, he had almost forgotten that he was meant to be showing some creep that he had no chance. Instead, Tybalt was thinking more and more about how he might convince the hot girl by his side to stay there once the ‘threat’ had passed. Naturally, as she traced slow patterns under his shirt, against his abs, Tybalt couldn’t help but feel she was thinking similar things, too. Either that or she was just one hell of a method actor.