May 15, 2015
diamondemma
“I hope you have a plan ‘cause I’m three seconds away from breaking Riley outta there myself.”
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diamondemma
“I hope you have a plan ‘cause I’m three seconds away from breaking Riley outta there myself.”
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"What did you just call me?" (from Emma)
Tony looked up at the voice and grimaced. “Sorry Frost, I meant everyone else in the room. Imbeciles, every single one of them. As if these meetings weren’t bad enough, I have to put up with a bunch of buffoons who think they know my company better than I do.”
♮ (Rogue and Emma bc I can)
Rogue:Rogue laid still on the bed, a phone against her ear, piercing blue eyes looking up at him as she spoke in a hushed tone. He paid no mind to the conversation, instead occupying himself by hoisting himself over her body and pushing his hips into Rogue’s, observing her facial expressions with mirth. Secretly, he wanted Rogue to struggle to keep herself quiet, or be suspected by her boyfriend of cheating—the dangers of being caught gave him such a rush of a sort of sadistic pleasure.
Emma:
He gazed down hungrily at the sight of her in nothing but a bra and tiny skin-tight shorts. Pushing her back down into the couch, John began kissing, licking, and biting his way downwards, sucking gently at the skin around the edges of her bra. He slid further down, leaving a trail of rough kisses and softer bites until his head rested between her legs. “Try not to be too loud,” his voice is low and hoarse with arousal. His hands gripped her thighs mercilessly, keeping them spread and pinned, nails digging into her soft skin. “…unless you want Scott to find out.”