#pevertd

how one of the biggest byproducts of the toddler-to-trainwreck pipeline and the prodigal son of one of hollywood's most influential power couples make it down the aisle is a bit of a shock to the general public. but to anyone allowed in the inner sanctum of their lives, their marriage is not a matter of if but rather, when. still, the sleek wedding band and the luxurious ring on her finger are more a public proclamation of their commitment to one another. staking their claim. they made their own vows of devotion to each other in private long before dakota asked to marry her and seree said yes. after he got his answer, time seemed to blur from the engagement all the way to the start of their honeymoon. seree is glad things finally seem to have calmed down enough for her to really revel in every look. every touch. she's kind of surprised things don't go too far on the boat ride over to the island. he's only human, though. there's plenty of groping to keep them entertained. once settled, they don't last long clothed before he pins her petite body to the sandy beach with an iron grip, possessive and demanding in his quest to take her as his wife for the very first time. strong hands press her heart-shaped ass tight against him with each powerful thrust, leaving her to uselessly dig her fingers into the sand as she lost herself in the heat building in between the apex of her legs. "'surprised you, ahhnmm —made it through the entire ceremony and reception without insisting on a quickie in the bathroom."

               “ we definitely shouldn’t have done what we did. “  cue the dramatic pause.  “ and we most definitely shouldn’t be doing this. “ 

    “are your people fond of you, prince?” it’s a question alena hadn’t really bothered to ask before. after all, dakota was decidedly unlikeable when you weren’t lucky enough to be given a chance. now that the princess had been given a chance, and had seen more sides of him that were softer, loyal, and boyishly charming-- they have to wonder if his people  were granted the same luxury. 

      callie laughed along to her friend’s anecdote, slowly taking a sip of her wine with her eyes alight with amusement. she always had so much fun during the group hangouts that consisted of a lot of inside jokes and stories that they’d missed in the meantime around the dinner table. when dakota first put his hand on her bare leg, just below the hem of her skirt, she initially thought nothing of it. she smiled slowly at the affectionate gesture, turning her head to look at him in the seat next to her. however when his hand seemed to ascend, her smile seemed to falter for a moment, cheeks flushing red as she took to another sip of her drink to cover the flustered expression on her face. her oblivious friend mentioned her name caused her gaze to swivel away from dakota, her legs intentionally clenching as her heart began to race. “ -- s-sorry, what were you saying ? ” // @pevertd​ asked for DISCRETE

the time away from dakota started to drive sage mad. she never realized how much it hurt to be without his jabs, his laugh, his touch. the brunette felt as if she was slowly withering away without him. winning him over seemed impossible, especially since they hardly exchanged words since dakota discovered that sage hadn’t exactly spilled the beans to her friends. after finding the tiniest skirt in her wardrobe, sage left, on a mission to win her boy over again. when she pulled up, sage stormed right inside, thinking he was probably too wrapped up in his video games to hear sage arrive. when she laid eyes on him, instinctively, sage yearned to grab him and ask for a kiss, instead, she pulled his headset from his ears. risky move, but she’s desperate and would rather have him scream at her than say nothing at all. “dakota!” she already sounds like she’s begging. “i--i won’t leave until you talk to me, or at least break up with me.” she only hoped this wouldn’t backfire. “i’m sorry about last weekend. i should have told them soon -- but, dakota i miss you. can’t we try to figure this out?”

          ‘  care  to  put  your  money  where  your  mouth  is  ?  ’     //     @pevertd​  liked for  a  starter!

           “ what are you doing here? ” an edge laces its way through benjamin’s normally light tone as he warily regards the other in front of him from his doorway. “ because i could’ve sworn my text said specifically NOT to come here. ” 

DJFKK JNDSJN GOD AGAIN ! male muses can get SO overconfident . rpc, write ur male muses as himbos . theyre the only valid males fdkjngkdfjknn