Oct 20, 2023
dan have you ever once spoken to your prophet.
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dan have you ever once spoken to your prophet.
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it was good, truly from the bottom of my heart, i love my job even though it's customer & food service which. is cursed™️ sometimes
YEAH like i just think it's neat, how fucked up they both are. like, going from the soft and sweet honeymoon phase with stolen glances and tentative little touches to fucking nasty
or maybe starting off sweet, making love and it's very sensual and they're both fucking vibrating with the effort to not go absolutely batshit insane. eyeing each other up. too horny for mind-reading. armand keeps doing that thing with his hands that he does and louis can't stop himself so, finger fucking ensues
sighs dreamily... love a good cup of loumand doing it crazy style in the morning. love them being cute and maybe a little reticent to show their whole hand when they first start fucking. but you know that gifset of those characters from warlock: the armageddon where they're spitting blood into each other's mouths. louis accidentally biting his tongue hard enough to split it open during a soft sensual moment. armand inhaling sharply, eyeing the blood drifting out of the corner of louis' mouth. and armand barely finishes thinking would you? before louis wordlessly takes armand's maw in his hand like he's a dog and making out with him open mouthed and messy. :3c
"It means we’ve never shared a bath, and I’m cold. Can I get in?"
He doesn't miss a beat.
"'Course you can." He may as well let the situation take charge of itself– or let Hara take charge of it, as it increasingly seems she's keen on doing. It's no matter; Oliver is more than amenable to letting her steer the ship, curious as to where it may go.
He leans over the edge of the bathtub, resting his head on his crossed arms and looking up at her. "Come warm up."
