@schehere7ade

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 the lovelies lies of all
nana.xn--6ii
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β€œDo you think I’m a vengeful person?” Gilles pauses, letting him feel the pressure before shifting, allowing a wave of relief pass through his spine and continuing his work with careful steps across the shoulder blades, never actually answering the question himself.
𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙽 πšƒπ™·π™΄ π˜™π˜œπ˜• .ᐟ@CYNlCALDREAMEROct 8
β € Despite his attempts to make conversation, he found difficulty in retaining any words uttered in response to his question with how relentlessly Gilles worked. All he could think about was how he had never received attention such as this, and now he understood just +
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Shifting his weight onto his hands, he climbs off Sam and pulls him down by the legs so he can sit in front of him. β€œThis is my way of showing you that I love you. And love isn’t always gentle and pleasant. Sometimes it’s rough, demanding, and painful.”
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β€œIf only because caring sometimes obliges you to show severity.” He pinches and pulls the muscles between his thumbs and palms, massaging the area from the neck to the shoulders. β€œOr sex. I don’t know about others, but for me, it hurts.”
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The room is dim, only a faint light filters in through a dirty window. A young man clutches his jacket, as if hiding something. He has clearly been caught off guard. β€œThis place looked abandoned. Is this your territory?”
‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ α΄›Κœα΄‡ Κ€α΄œΙ΄α΄€α΄‘α΄€Κ@ofwarclawsOct 7
Replying to @ofwarclaws
@schehere7ade β€œThis place is supposed to be empty.”
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Gilles doesn’t apply his full weight, he supports himself with his hands as he gradually moving up the thighs to the buttocks. Little, but tougher than he looks. Already now he could feel how the muscle tension melting away under the pressure and the heat of the friction.
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β€œI’ll go easier on you, but you understand there’s no other way.” Then he sits on top of him and lubricates his hands again to work on his back. His movements are repetitive, like a cat that can’t get comfortable.
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He crawls forward on all fours and, resting his knees on either side of the man’s head, steps his shins onto his upper back. Leaning back on his hands, he exhales and begins to gently tread across his back. β€œThere’s no pleasure without pain.”
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Seeing his reaction, he softens, holding back a smile and switches to his palms, stroking, rubbing and kneading his long legs. As soon as the preparations are complete, he climbs onto the bed and carefully straddles him, planting his knees against the other’s calves.
𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙽 πšƒπ™·π™΄ π˜™π˜œπ˜• .ᐟ@CYNlCALDREAMEROct 4
β € The more he thought on it all, it soon sparked a twinge of anxiety settled within as he stared ahead, not daring to once glance back at the other. He exhaled deeply, trying to rid the tension of his frame, but he found difficulty doing so with Gilles’ sudden +
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β€œI have asian pals because I hang out in their neighborhoods. And they know I’m curious. Once, they suggested I get a massage. It was painful β€” enough to make my eyes water β€” but I liked it. So I went back and memorized the technique.”
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Lowering his eyes in response, Gilles eats with relish until a knock at the door interrupts them. Terror instantly seizes him. β€œFuck.” He springs to his feet, dumps the rest of his meal into the dog’s bowl, and tosses the dish into the sink.
✴︎ 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍-π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅@cottagemaniaOct 3
β€œyou do have sadness in your eyes.” fear, too, but she's said enough by now. sage later joins him to enjoy the meal. it's simple, well cooked and it tastes fantastic to be something so 'plain' in a way. she eats silently and rather quickly, probably because she's used to being +
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He moves toward the stairs, staying clear of the windows. β€œYou can tell me what you think of me later. They shouldn’t bother you; they have their own interests. Something to do with drugs, I think. I don’t know β€” I’ve got nothing to do with it! But try explaining that to them.”
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His restless hands punctuate every word with a gesture. When he points at himself, it looks as if his thin fingers are holding a needle which he is poking into his chest. Pausing on the steps, he says β€œplease” one last time before heading up to disappear from sight.
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Did you all conspire or something?
* 𝑯𝑨𝒁𝑬 .ᐟ@W4STEDSHOTSOct 3
γ…€ telepathically sending my period cramps to the nearest man … ( *⚑️ ) γ…€
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He sighs with relief and sits down on the ground, chuckling. β€œIs it written all over my face?”
π‘΄π’‚π’…π’‚π’Žπ’† π‘«π’†π’—π’Šπ’„π’†@MADAMEMAGlCOct 3
"Hm? Oh, dear, I almost completely forgot!" Something whispered under her breath, a long dead language, a wave of her hand, and the little curse was lifted as if it never hit him at all. "There, and I do apologise. You don't deserve to suffer more, I can feel that..."
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Gilles snorts, looking slightly offended, and sits down, glancing at the dog. β€œJoy. . . My name means the same thing.” In hebrew, but he doesn’t specify, just takes the spoon, smiling sadly. β€œI know, it doesn’t suit me.”
✴︎ 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍-π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅@cottagemaniaOct 3
β€œyou don't need it.” she says with a softer tone, walking into the kitchen to pour a bowl of soup for the other. she places it on the table alongside a spoon. β€œhere, joy will stare but don't give him any.”
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He lingers on her with his gaze and hops off the windowsill to follow, noting to himself that it gets dark faster out in the countryside. β€œI still don’t know your name.” His eyes sweep over the table as he approaches and rests his hand on the back of the chair.
✴︎ 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍-π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅@cottagemaniaOct 3
the horse takes her around, soon the slamming of a door alerts her presence inside the home once more. the dog visits Gilles with the joy that gave him such name. β€œthere's dinner downstairs, potato soup.” she looks flushed and slightly sweaty yet angelic. maybe that's what +
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β€œWell, then you surprise me. If I saw maman or papa, or even uncle Maurits, I wouldn’t keep my cool.” He smiles faintly, narrowing his eyes, and yet he doesn’t tease her. β€œWhat was it like?”
‍ * ‍ supreme ‍ trickster. ‍@makerofrotOct 2
she can’t bring herself to say something to thatβ€”β€”it feels too vulnerable, and that’s not the kind of person she is. but, since she started this conversation, she can give a little something. β€œ a relative. ”
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