sprucewrites

i’m gonna go over my old muses and see who to add or delete and all that... so yeah xd

also tcboowritings will continue the plots that go on there but there won’t be any new plots because this blog will go back to being fluffy and smutty lol. i just don’t like having two blogs and activity feeds. :p that lasted long lol

she smiled at her and shrugged. “even if we don’t, we can always get them changed, if we really hate them.” she told her with a small smile. “but i think that considering she doesn’t want them, that she won’t mind us picking.” she said and took a deep breath. “i just want them to be okay and then we’ll... see about names. i just want them to be alright.” she told her wife and reached out to rub the other woman’s thigh. “just something that goes with elijah i hope.” she told her and focussed on the road. “how long until we’re there, darling?” she wondered.

lauren cuddled up to iris gazing down at their little newborn, who was already getting sleepy again and she sighed. “i do...” she said and sighed. “but i feel really gross. i just want to shower and feel like a human again, and wear normal clothes. then i’ll sleep.” she told her and sighed. “after i’ve eaten and all that.” she mumbled as she stopped crying. “i’m sorry i’m just... hormonal.” she said with a chuckle. “will you put her down? and help me? please?” she wondered.

dominic grinned. “i’m glad i will then.” he said and didn’t let go of her hand as he led her out of the studio and into the crisp air. “it is so damn cold.” he complained and then deicded to lay his arm around her shoulders and pull her close. “i am just stealing your warmth.” he told her jokingly before leading her down some narrow lanes towards the old wooden enterance to the small dance hall. “here we are.” he said and then opened it, making a wave of bachata music wash over them and then led her into the hall, which was hot and had maybe thirty pairs on the dance floor dancing. “we won’t need our jackets in here.” he announced and took his off, together with his scarf and waited for hers before he went to hang them up. “what do you think?” he asked as he led her to the bar, so they could really see all the couples dance, all sorts of pairings on the floor.

“cool.” he said with a grin. “i’ll pick them up and then you’ll have to see me again for my beautiful mug creation, so second date in the pocket.” he teased with a playful wink and then drank the rest of his wine and smirked. “i’m always ready, baby.” he joked and then held out his hand to help her up from her chair, just to touch her hand again, really.

the swearing always did things to them and they moaned again as they pulled out again and slid in a bit more forceful, but still quite gentle. they moaned against her lips and now, used to feeling her again, they started up a pace that they sped up every so often. “i missed you. i missed you so fucking much.” they groaned against her hips before they repositioned and started to push inside of her harder, with long strokes out and a snap of their hips, pushing harshly inside of her. “is that what you want?” they asked, making sure this is what she wanted right now, as they grunted as they pushed inside of her again.

he looked at it and grinned from ear to ear. “aw, that is so nice.” he said and chuckled. “i’ll certainly use it.” he said and then reached out to take his mug. “so... this is my mess.” he said, showing her his mug with slightly crooked lines that sort of ran over into one another and didn’t look neat at all. “look, i tried... and i would offer it to you if it wasn’t this ugly. i don’t want to offend you.” he joked. “but at least i didn’t mess up my shirt.” he concluded.

they gasped. “don’t do that! it could rip the condom! i am not having another cash.” they said but then shut up when she touched them and then he was sure the condom would be alright. it would be all fine. “you just did that so you could get some.” they joked but leaned forward to kiss her deeply as they moved their hips, rubbing their member between her lips, over her clit and they moaned into her mouth. “god... i missed you.” they said before they shifted and then gasped as they slowly pushed inside of her, ever so slowly and looking at her as they did so.

she nodded. so they were both sort of virgins, she thought. that made her relax a bit and she listened to what she said. she watched the woman sip wine and she thought of what she said. you need to make that first step. she was married, it was okay to, right? and maybe if she didn’t do it now, she’d lose her nerve and so before she could overthink it, she quickly leaned over, moving her hand to the other woman’s cheek and pressed their lips together. she kept hers relaxed, having read that no one wanted to kiss harshly puckered lips and she had to admit, while it was weird, it wasn’t bad. she pulled back slightly and looked into her eyes. “like that?” was all she asked.

and that was that. it was that casual. it filled his chest with warmth and appreciation. the hand on his knee made him grin and he couldn’t help but lean over and kiss her cheek. he gave her a grateful smile after, not wanting to say thank you but hoping that would convey it. she was okay. they had a real shot now. “yeah, of course.” he said and eagerly looked at the mug for the big reveal of her masterpiece.

he found her, once again, completely adorable and at least she was queer too. that was something. he chuckled and held up his hand. “it’s okay, you didn’t do anything wrong.” he assured and then licked his lips, to prepare for what he was going to say. “so, i am bisexual but i... i didn’t really struggle with that so much.” he started and then took a small breath in. coming out really never got easier, he thought. “i... i am trans. i’m a trans guy, in case you thought i was... like going the other way.” he said just as awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck, looking a bit pained at his own way of putting it. “so, that’s why i was there a lot. they helped me with finding doctors and like, telling my parents and all that.” he said, now waiting for her reaction.

they looked up at her and reached up for her hand, to hold it while they went down on her. they kept on licking her until she requested more and they pulled back, wiped their mouth on their arm and then awkwardly leaned over her to the nightstand to pull out a condom. they sat back up and now sort of realized they still had their boxer briefs on and now had a condom in their hand. “fuck.” they cursed and got off the bed to pull their underwear down and then got back on the bed, chuckling at themself as they fumbled with the packaging and groaned. “... help me?” they asked, laughing softly.