#bmckenna

@jigglypuffwrites​:

“This is not my proudest moment.” { for blair from dorian }

@thehomemadehooligan​:

Grinning, Switch slipped up behind his husband and wrapped his arms around his waist, pressing a kiss to his neck. “Happy Valentines Day, Princess.” He rumbled, nosing at Blair’s neck so he could ghost his lips over skin he knew was beyond sensitive. “The kids are with Mama on a little holiday of their own, everyone has been told that i they come around this week that I’ll happily shoot them. So we have the place to ourselves and I’m gonna make the most of it. He drawled, the odd mix of Louisiana and Scotland in his accent something that grew thicker when he was teasing his husband.

     Blair grinned as Switch buried his face against his neck, hands lacing over his around his waist, rocking side to side—it was innocent until his husband’s lips traced the sensitive skin of his neck, goosebumps rising over his skin, breath hitching, his body reacting instantly. ❝We do have that new pool house we haven’t... explored.❞ Translation; they hadn’t fucked on every surface yet like they had in the main house. ❝And we haven’t been downstairs in months...❞ he added, already worked up thanks to Switch’s mouth and deliberate teasing. ❝You’re wicked, you know... but you’re also the love of my life, so I forgive you. Happy Valentine’s day.❞ he answered, twisting in his arms to tilt his head up, slipping his hands into Switch’s back pockets as their lips met. ❝My Etienne.❞ he grinned.