and we go gentle

The ‘Infinty Song’ North American Tour 2025 Wardrobe

TREVANTE RHODES: Bird Box Interview (2018)

Jayme Lawson

Wunmi Mosaku

Before the academy gala by Morgan Maher (October 2024)

TINASHÉ at the 2024 VMAs

AARON PIERRE For Men's Health 2024

"oh you're just setting yourself up for disappointment-- and i'm not going to lie, it'll be fun to watch. i'm a mess." she laughs softly and shrugs. talking about river was still difficult. it had been almost a year now, but it still felt like an unhealed wound. then again--maybe that's how grief worked for her. a constant companion. "yeah. don't think that part will ever... go away." she clears her throat. unsure why she was talking about this with him in the first place. nothing about this conversation had gone the way she'd anticipated. parents could be difficult at the best of times. there was something about hollywood that seemed to attract the most dysfunctional of the lot. "what's your mother like?" her own curiosity gets the better of her. "with my mom? she'd eat you alive." she knows, when he points it out-- that it sounds a little silly. "...no. i mean i thought you wanted to sleep with me, sure-- but that's not exactly the same thing. also you were drunk-- drunk people say a lot of things." she snorts at his attempts to prove his sobriety, and shakes her head. "i'm not quizzing you-- i need to go to bed, and so do you. you'd fail any test i gave you right now-- it wouldn't be fair!"

he joked about hooking up with anais' mom. "i want her to," he retorted playfully, knowing he only wanted her daughter -- how much that began to frighten him. "i do want to sleep with you." a coy smile slid onto his mug. "i can have a crush on you and still want to fuck you, anais; it's not mutually exclusive," maliq spoke casually, taking the last few sips of his perfect coffee. "alright, just 'cause you scared to know the truth. i'll let it rock," he surrendered peacefully. "i'll let you get your sleep, though.. leave you dreamin' about me." maliq was shameless in his flirting, standing tall now. he met her where she stood, taking her hand. "let me treat you to breakfast tomorrow, pay you back for the coffee."

she   nods   with   a   slight   bob   of   her   head.   her   gaze   following   his   movements   as   he   set   up   the   cameras.   the   sound   of   the   equipment   humming   to   life   making   her   heart   beat   a   little   faster,   excited   rather   than   fearful.   she   knew   what   she   was   getting   into,   and   she   was   ready   to   put   on   a   show.   he   stood   so   close   she   could   feel   his   eyes   burning   into   hers.   tongue   darted   out   to   wet   her   plush,   pink   lips,   bringing   his   attention   to   them.   she   couldn't   help   but   lean   in   slightly   as   he   whispered   in   her   ear.   trying   her   hardest   not   to   smile   while   his   finger   slipped   into   her   mouth   and   pressed   against   her   tongue.   her   tongue   reaching   out   to   meet   it,   a   subtle   but   instinctive   reaction.   the   gentle   push   downward   was   all   the   encouragement   she   needed,   sucking   on   it   gently   as   she   slowly   sank   to   her   knees,   her   eyes   locked   on   his   as   she   looked   up   at   him.   the   carpet   floors   comforting   her   weight.   “I   want   you   to   try.”   she   mumbles,   words   laced   with   a   hint   of   challenge,   a   spark   of   curiosity.   she   wanted   to   see   how   far   he   would   take   it,   how   much   he   would   push   her.   that   was   why   she   was   here   right?   to   work   on   her   craft.   her   hands   drifted   up   his   thighs,   her   fingertips   tracing   the   contours   of   his   muscles,   as   if   she   were   savoring   the   sensation   of   his   body   beneath   her   fingers.   eyes   flicking   between   him   and   his   belt.   digits   already   knowing   their   next   target.   “if   that's   what   you   want   to   do.”

theo tried to forget about the cameras once the turned them on—only entering his mind when his anxious mind questions whether he's in frame or not. he tries to think about his partner only, if he's making her feel good. is she comfortable? is she getting what she wants out of it? he could only hope he was doing iridessa justice. the way her tongue wrapped around his thumb sent a jolt of electricity to his very core. he slides it further into the warmth of her mouth, pumping it in and out until she descends to her knees. iridessa's doe eyes were lethal. her not-so-innocent stare, the sole cause for the bulge in his chinos growing more and more prominent by the second. despite his racing heart, theo remains cool, nodding subtly at her quiet dare. "i know you do," he affirms her with an arch grin. his hands meet hers at his belt, holding them there for a moment. "see...i never asked you what i wanted," he declares with a tender patience woven into his tone. he bends at the waist to kiss her deeply, squeezing her chin between his fingers. "i asked you a 'yes or no' question, princess," theo spoke to iridessa as if she were a child, only an inch or two away from her face. "do you want me to break you?" he repeated, awaiting her proper answer before he began to undo his belt himself.

fawn wasn't too sure what was going to happen. though, she knew that she wanted him to do it. she had always been curious but she figured it wasn't that big of a deal. the blonde nodded slowly to show she had heard him," uh huh." she wasn't too sure she was capable of that at that moment. though that wasn't stopping her from allowing him to do it. her panties were being tugged down and she felt his hands grasping at her ass. a whimper escaped as she felt his thumb brushing against her slit. in mere seconds he was leaning in and his tongue exploring. she moaned helplessly, feeling almost pitiful at how she responded. a gasp fell from her as he seemed to get lost in it," oh my god, theo." she whimpered the second his mouth fixated on her clit, sucking and teasing. her mouth dropped open as she found herself attempting to grind against his mouth. her eyes fluttered shut as she realized her plans were out the window," didn't know it'd feel like this," she choked out, her thighs shaking as his fingers ghosted along her thighs," more, please, please."

Tatum   listened   to   Noah's   every   word   as   he   talked   about   the   teams   and   his   career.   She   could   easily   imagine   her   father   enjoying   such   a   conversation.   "That   makes   sense.   And   you   must   be   pretty   good   to   have   turned   your   talent   into   a   career."   She   knew   from   other   athletes,   especially   football   players,   that   not   everyone   could   make   it   from   their   college   team   to   the   pros.   Maybe   it   took   a   little   luck   as   well   as   outstanding   talent.   The   competition   wasn't   exactly   small.   Her   cheeks   flushed   a   little   when   Tatum   finally   told   the   truth.   Slowly,   she   nodded   to   acknowledge   his   question.   "Yeah,   well...guilty,"   she   rubbed   the   back   of   her   neck.   "Don't   ask.   Writing   these   things   is   kind   of...easy?   Does   that   make   me   a   psycho   or   something?   And   before   you   ask,   no,   I'm   not   looking   for   those   morally   gray   men.   The   guys   in   my   book   are   walking   red   flags.   Sometimes   I   wonder   why   a   lot   of   women   like   them.

"I'm alright," Noah was still smirking when he said it with a wink and a nod. He had a modest sort of confidence that worked for him. "I think I was just so obsessed with it growing up. I only gave myself one option," he explained further, using his hands as he spoke. Noah was just as happy to talk about Tatum's career. He wondered what other surprises laid beneath the surface. "Wow, little miss scared of planes is writin' freaky stuff," he continued to tease her, a not-so-subtle attempt to get her to blush. "I mean...I don't think writing it does. You're just being creative. If you're really trying to do that shit in real life?" Noah winced, flipping his hand a couple times as gesture of her odds not being too good. He listened to the rest of her caveat and shrugged. "I guess it's the thrill of it, right? Is he gonna hurt me or love me? With a 'morally grey' guy, you never know. It's exciting. Maybe that's why I'm into girls that don't like me."