CRYING IN THE CLUB

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CRYING IN THE CLUB

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the faintest possibility of any sort of acknowledgement of byler in the next season
finally watched hikaru no go ep 32 where fucking [redacted] happens im on the fucking floor
“You’ve trained me so well.”

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bitch what the fuck!!!!!! what the actual fuck!!!!!!
thyrot asked: floats over to sit on her husband's lap, "are you excited to see me, or is that a gun~" A LAUGH !!! clea thinks she's hilarious
LONG HAVE THEY BEEN MARRIED, and yet all the same the surprise his wife brings him never ceased. they were simply enjoying each other's silence, but leave it to clea to bring him back from the depths of quiet. while as interesting as his book was.. it was not nearly as interesting as the night they had before. he was relaxing upon their beloved couch within the study --- skimming a book on ancient something or others, when his lap was suddenly occupied by a very beautiful wife.
her words were met with a sharp bark of a laugh --- the sorcerer's grin matched with eyes full of nothing but adoration, painted the picture of the NOT SO INNOCENT MAN he was. without much thought he'd set the book aside, hands moving to familiar hips --- squeezing enough to leave his hands aching from the pressure. it was subtle in motion but he did shift his hips ever slightly, removing any doubt she may have had regarding his.. enthusiac response.
one shaken hand slowly crept under the hem of her shirt and up along her spine, marred digits rough against the soft pale skin as he used his pressure to bring her forward --- capturing her lips in a BRUISING KISS to wordlessly confirm. with what little dexterity that remained within his hand he'd unlatch a familiar bind, before leaning back from the kiss that he deftly stole. scarred digits trail down her skin once more, squeezing an agonizingly soft hip before his hand returned to the book from before --- a cheeky grin worn by the sorcerer, as he left her wanting.