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STRADDLE SOMEONE || selectively accepting

The Czech’s eyes darted up to the woman as her form blocked his view, body seized up in surprise. Knees straddled the hunter on either side of his hips. Trapped. Novak felt, unwillingly, something flip in his gut. The emotion that moved him in that manner? He wasn’t sure.

A combination of things, maybe?

And here he was. Yet another visit to the ER after another fight in the fight club that he went to release most of his frustration and anger at. He tended to blame it on just being drunk at a pub to his co-workers at the fire station but the only one that really knew what he was up to was the nurse. The same nurse that he visited all the time. “You must really be sick of seeing me by now.” This time his left eye had a cut above it and another cut on his left cheek.

obscenely domestic starters. || accepting! specify muse.

          diana can’t help but laugh.

         “it’s vegan,” she reminds astrid with a look that seems to illuminate every inch of her expression. “pardon me for assuming that you would not be interested!” her tone of voice is warm and good-natured; she’s clearly only teasing astrid.  a moment later, after allowing herself a dollop of ice cream on her tongue with a spoon, she turns to her companion with dimples in her cheeks which now ache from smiling. “oh, but where are my manners?”

         playfully, diana dips the same spoon into the caramel almond brittle ice cream and then holds it out as an offering to astrid.

text starters. accepting.

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first - our muses having their first time

“Are - are you sure?” Simon asked, his hands resting on Mercer’s belt. They were in Simon’s bedroom, having wound up there after a hesitant kiss had turned into touching and gasping, with hands slipping underneath shirts and lips trailing onto necks.

THERE COMES A quiet grumble, the vibrations originating from the pit of his stomach as an arm LAZILY drapes around Cullen’s shoulders, his eyes darting from the doorway to ground and back again before he lets out a QUIET breath. THERE’S something to be said about some semblance of calmness he can find but after a moment he tugs the smaller of the two CLOSER and grunts.

“S’cold outside.”