May 9
suspiciously yaoi shaped apple:
hello. Calliam appol 🤤
ilov. I love bullseye
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suspiciously yaoi shaped apple:
hello. Calliam appol 🤤
ilov. I love bullseye
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omggggg my heart. can u imagine how happy rhage would be when his little boy gave his first punch???
u-u with astor watching on the sidelines so proud of her boooyyss. and then could you imagine caleb and him making a little like tournament and then nalla comes in and whoops all of their asses XD *squee*
habits.
They had never suggested or decided to meet at the same damn bar more nights than not. But somehow it became habit. Each night he would find himself gravitating toward the same spot. Sometimes he was first and Miriam would find him nursing a drink or he would get there and just watch her for a while. Stand in the shadows, watch as she waited for him, enjoyed the knowledge that she cared enough to wait. Cared. Feelings were such tricksy things. Did she care or was this just skin and sex? Really, really amazing sex but nothing more?
Tonight she waited for him, the purple lights kissing the sweet line of her. It turned hair he knew to be golden lavender, her pale skin heather kissed. He knew the moment she became aware of him, that shift in her. It was the same for him - like suddenly every hair on his body stood to attention and pointed in her direction. Something certainly stood to attention for her.
Fingers trailed along her spine, Caleb moulding into her side, dropping a kiss against her throat. Gods, she was beautiful. Beautiful and impossible. “Did it hurt, love?”