"you're still here," luca murmured, his voice thick with sleep as a lazy, crooked grin touched his lips, his deep brown eyes blinking open to find her tangled in the messy white sheets of his loft bed. he shifted his lanky frame, his dark curls falling straight into his eyes as he propped his chin up on his hand, the lean muscle of his shoulder flexing under the warm morning light filtering through the massive warehouse windows. a soft chuckle rumbled in his chest while he tracked the chaotic trail of their discarded clothes leading from the bed, down the hallway, and all the way back to the living room couch where the entire night had started. he reached out with a slow, effortless movement, his large hand sliding over her waist to pull her just a fraction closer, entirely unbothered by boundaries as his thumb stroked her hip. "honestly, i thought you'd run off before sunrise."

the garage smelled like motor oil and sun-warmed concrete, santi half-bent over the workbench before he glanced back at her struggling on her toes, fingers barely brushing the edge of whatever she’d been reaching for. a quiet huff of amusement left him as he stepped in behind her, close enough that the heat of him settled along her spine, hands finding her waist like it was second nature, like he’d done it a hundred times without thinking. “c’mon, shortstack, i got you,” he murmured, voice low and easy, but the second she leaned back into him—really leaned—something shifted. it wasn’t just helping anymore. his grip tightened without permission, thumbs pressing in, then drifting, slower than they should’ve, lower than they were meant to go. santi stilled for half a second like his brain was trying to catch up, but he didn’t step away. didn’t fix it. instead, his breath hitched just barely as his chest brushed her back, eyes flicking down to where his hands had settled like he was seeing it for the first time. “…you gonna grab it or just keep standin’ there like that?” he added, softer now, rougher around the edges, like he wasn’t entirely sure which one of them had crossed the line first—and didn’t really care.

BABY GIRL!!! THE LOML!!! you have no idea what this memes coming from you. i love you so much. so so forever thankful i’ve got you and we’ve got our babies for as long as our fingers can type!! 🥹

⟣  𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑬   𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵   for   @pleasvres  ┈  HE   ALWAYS   HAS   this   look   on   his   face   right   before   he   did   something   reckless.   a   lazy   grin   tugging   at   his   lips.   blue   hues   sharp   with   trouble   under   messy   blond   strands.   it's   the   kind   of   look   that   should’ve   been   warning   enough   on   its   own.   the   cramped   bathroom   stall   barely   had   enough   room   for   the   two   of   them.   her   back   pressed   against   the   metal   door   while   music   and   voices   throbbed   somewhere   outside.   one   of   his   tattooed   hands   covered   her   mouth   almost   instinctively   when   she   let   out   a   noise   too   loud   for   his   liking.   the   other   gripping   her   hip   hard   enough   to   keep   her   pinned   exactly   where   he   wanted   her.   “   there   you   go   again,   ”   he   murmured   against   her   ear,   amused   in   the   cruelest   way.   “   try’n   keep   quiet   now?   ”   like   he   wasn’t   making   it   impossible.   he   laughed   softly   under   his   breath   when   she   trembled   against   him,   wedding   ring   cold   where   his   hand   dragged   along   her   thigh.   every   little   reaction   only   seemed   to   encourage   him   more.   “   careful,   sweetheart,   ”   he   muttered,   grin   widening.   “   someone’s   gonna   hear   you.   ”

[ TXT ] : fuckkkk, isley. you can't send me shit like that when i'm out in public. [ TXT ] : been missing it all damn week and you know it.

you??? you get outta here??? right now??? i'm blinded by the tears in my life because holy moly, guacamole, my heart is racing and thudding and all of the above about how much i love YOU ! i'm so lucky that i get to write with you and we get to continue to create perfection <3 i'm the unworthy one !!

" you're so quiet 'cause you know i'm right , " he chuckles , and he's only proved correct as she hits her knees. brow quirks but he wastes no time , tangling fingers in her hair to pull her head back. his cock is straining in his jeans , but he's a patient man. " use your words , like a good little slut does . . . you're so pretty when you beg me to use you. "