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"what do you want from me?" warren stares right at her. there's always going to be something lingering here for him. "you're in my brain isn't that enough for you?" he questions softly. she is the front page of every memory for him. he can never get away from her memory. "i didn't leave you."

open to everyone / based on blame by the maine.

𐙚‧ "it's easier if i'm the one you blame for everything. for every single memory in your brain," laugh falling from her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest, a shrug of her shoulders following. "we both got stories but they're not the same."

#inferrnos

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"is it?" fen raises a brow as he takes in the sight of kira. soft and delicate and something he would destroy in his hands. fen's told her. but here she is and he can't seem to wipe the amusement off of his face. "who'd you buy it for?" he stares right at her as he waits. fen wonders if there was supposed to be someone else or if this was her plan the entire time. "accidentally bought two coffees huh?"

open to m/f/nonbinary muse: kira myoui. 23. socialite. bisexual. dominant  connection: that one plot about the good girl chasing after the rebel. 

kira is a person who was often overlooked, she’s more of the quiet type naturally. and she liked it that way, most of the time. now however she’s been going out of her way to make herself known to the other, even if they’ve been trying to convince her they’re no good for her. like she cared. “fancy seeing you here,” her soft voice spoke as she sat exactly where she knew they’d be. “in the mood for coffee? i just so happen to have an extra and i don’t think i’d be able to finish two by myself.” 

#lovesvenom

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Gus feels entirely helpless in a way he never has before. Nothing like this has ever crossed his mind as a possibility. He worried if his job will be at stake. He hopes he'd been good enough managing the arena that it doesn't even cross his bosses mind. He hopes to fucking god his boss doesn't catch wind of this. Gus tries to steady his breathing as he presses further into Kade's shoulder. He wishes he could slip out of his body and wait for this to all blow over. "Okay, call him." Gus isn't offering much in way of help. He knows this isn't just happening to him. Kade's in the photos too. It just feels a little bit different because no one really knows who Gus is. There's been a few glances of him and Kade together but it's always been too blurry for anybody to make out. He didn't think this would be the way the world found out about them. And Gus isn't hiding who he is but he didn't want people's first glimpse of him to be on his back taking Kade's dick. Gus feels Kade's phone vibrate, listens to his voice, he tries to focus on the words but he can't. Gus presses a kiss to Kade's throat. He wants to run away and hide with Kade. "I know you will." He lies against Kade's throat to try and make them both feel better. What's done is done.

He needs to get on the phone, start figuring things out, make calls and try to get on top of this but he can't bring himself to break away from Gus just yet. "They won't." Kade can't know that for sure, doesn't know if someone's sent it to them yet or if it's even gotten out that far. "I'll call your brother, okay? I'll get him to intercept your parents." It's the only thing he can think of because calling Gus' parents directly is ten times worse. They'll blame Kade and they'll be right to because if he was just some regular guy this wouldn't be happening. An arm curls around Gus, holding him tight. All he wants to do is make this go away. In his hand his phone rings and any other time he would have ignored it. This time he accepts the call, presses it to his ear. Someone on his team, it seems, as he talks fast and makes demands that it gets removed and they take legal action all while holding onto Gus so, so tight. "I'm gonna take care of this," he promises, tilting the phone up so whoever he is talking to can't hear him reassuring his boyfriend. "I'm gonna fix it." Really he doesn't know if he can. This is the worst case scenario.

#lungsandlips

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pregame interview | canucks @ preds | Apr 26th 2024

#lc #oh WOW not to be crude but i wanna ***** him

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"You're perfect for the job." Levi argues with a shake of his head. It really has nothing to do with looks or personality. Simply availability. And Levi is grateful. Anyone else would have heard his plan and told him to fuck right off. "I'm trying to lighten up." Levi murmurs with a frown. "You're right. There's no way we don't have fun tonight. Either way." Eli is right and Levi sighs loudly at the thought. He focuses on where the other mans hands are on him. Levi brings his glass up to Eli's lips to offer him a drink. It'd also look insanely cute to anybody looking right?

"Call her up maybe she can have us both." Levi suggests with an amused grin. "I'm never smart when it comes to men. They don't even need to be hot or rich or successful. They say one nice thing that I know is bullshit and I still fall for it." The blonde shrugs as if that isn't fucking miserable. He exhales loudly as Eli kisses at his neck. Levi tips his head to the side as he watches Finn's profile pointedly not looking at him. He must not have noticed, Levi tells himself. "You think that we should?"

"And who's fault is that? Shoulda thought more about it before you hired me for this shit." Eli laughs. "Lighten up, will you? It'll all be okay. If shit doesn't work, then we get drunk on their dime. It's a win-win in my book." And really, it was. He didn't understand why Levi was so upset over Finn, some rich dude who was banging others behind his wife's back. Not when the blond was able to get some literally anywhere else.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that she was." He laughs. "Hot. Don't knock it until you try it." Eli makes a face. "That's not what I meant, dude. Well, I did, but I mean, you're too smart for this shit. You don't want to get wrapped up in it. Deal with their mess." He's thinking that maybe he should just shut up by now. His lips are pressed to the other's neck, softly kissing the skin there, nibbling here and there. "Then why don't we go over to him, hmm?"

#missdcalls #mad even using willies face after he yelled at my beautiful girlfriend mitch

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mitch marner + the prophecy

one, two, three, four

#bh #inspo #u know its serious if i bring out a taylor swift song #as tee would say 'you don't listen to taylor but..." #SICKKKKK of mitch marner hate ... #my man cannot run offense defense and be the GOALIE

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"I know you do." Ben placates because he's sweet on Hunter like he's never been on anyway. "I know what you need." He loves when the other's like this. Needy. Acting like Ben's the only person on earth who can satisfy him. It makes him feel like all this bickering has been worth it. He knows Hunter's living unsatisfied and he holds that close to his chest whenever he starts to feel worthless.

Ben makes sure to watch closely as fingers slowly sink into Hunter. His other hand is gently on his knee keeping him spread wide open. He's so pretty like this. Big all over and on his back like a little bitch. Ben relishes in it. "Can't believe you've saved this pussy all for me." He can believe it. He knows no one else could ever make Hunter feel the way he does. They way they do to each other.

Ben teases in a third finger as he watches Hunter's face. "You gunna take it for me baby?" He coos softly as he stares right at him. "Think you're my pretty wife huh? Need a dick to keep you happy." Ben slides his fingers along Hunter's knee down to his thigh just to be a pest. "Tell me honey, how bad you've missed this."

Hunter lets out a soft moan as he finally sinks his thumb inside of his hole. Its been so long since he's had anything inside of him. He's missed not only it, but Ben as well. Wiggling in his spot, he attempts to get his digit deeper. It doesn't work. The male lets out a sound that call only be described as frustration.

"I need you in my pussy." He breathes out, not used to Ben taking his time like this. Usually they were both pretty forward, not wasting time to get inside of each other. It's like he's punishing him for what he had done. Hunter supposed he deserved it after how he had been acting at dinner.

His eyes close for a moment as he feels his saliva coat his hole. "Fuck, Benny." He's groaning now, unable to help himself. All he wants is to feel him inside. And that's the last thing he's giving him.

"But-" He begins, but quickly shuts his mouth as Ben instructs him to. Nodding, he further spreads his legs. Wants to reach out and touch him, but doesn't want to risk losing the promise of Ben's cock filling him up.

#missdcalls #hunter....we love u so bad

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"I always want you here." Ben tells him. He's not lying. If he were a braver man he'd tell Dimitri that he wants him to be with him all the time. Come on roadies with him. Move in. The whole fucking nine yards. But he doesn't. If he says that then there's a possibility it could all collapse beneath him. Ben's always afraid Dimitri's going to look too close and see the real him. And then leave and never come back. Ben always keeps everybody at arms length just in case they realize he is all the horrible things everyone says he is. His father telling him he's no good if there's no hockey. Or the media telling him he's really not worth all that contract money because he can't produce. Just a failure tricking everyone into thinking he's worth looking at. Worth rooting for. Ben can't let Dimitri see all of him. And then the other's kissing his forehead and Ben's feels safe. "I couldn't ever regret inviting you over. Don't you know that?"

"More than that, I want you to want me to be here." Sometimes it's hard to believe that Ben actually does. Especially when he's telling him he'd be better off with someone else. It hurts. A deep, deep ache that Dimitri can't soothe sits in his chest every time Ben reminds him they're no good together. Dimitri is convinced he's in love even if they aren't really together. When there hasn't been a late night text in awhile, if Ben's avoiding him or he's just busy, Dimitri quietly keeps tabs. Watches his social media, pretends it doesn't bother him that he's not in any of the pictures, gets google alerts about what he's doing professionally. When he's alone he'll even watch the game, pretend he knows what's going on but really he's just rooting for Ben. Would never go to one for real, wouldn't want to embarrass the other with his presence. Sometimes it feels like he's doing too much, so he doesn't tell Ben he's his biggest fan. "On the tail end of telling me to find someone else, right." He laughs, pushes a kiss to the other's forehead still convinced that there will come a day when this ends for real. "I don't want to go," he admits. "But I don't want to wake up to you regretting having had me come over either."

#lungsandlips

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"You're the one supposed to be making me look desirable and all you're doing is complaining." Levi counters with a scowl. He's watching Finn as he speaks though. His minds in two places at once. He knows what Finn had said had all been lies. It's just hard for him to really accept that. He doesn't know why. People have lied to him his entire life. Levi doesn't know who he is or where he comes from because of people's lies. Why had he expected some cheating asshole to be the first to tell the truth?

"Not a very cool brag Eli." Levi points out. "Was she a dominatrix? I don't know who likes wimpy men." He fake gags for prosperities sake. "Yeah, bummer. Tell me more about your ex." Levi groans in irritation. He finally finds a server coming by and grabs himself a drink before downing it. "I know, tell me more about how fucking dumb I am. I don't know why I thought he meant it. Who could mean it?" Levi asks softly as Eli presses into him. "No Eli, I don't think he's even noticed me."

His nose scrunches involuntarily as Levi taps it with his finger. He's never had to do anything like this before. Eli wasn't the first choice. Chase always was. It had been that way for as long as he could remember. It felt nice to get attention.

"You're not supposed to agree with me. I'm your boyfriend. You're supposed to be saying nice things to me and so far, you've done a shit job." Even as he says this, he laughs, finding the whole thing hilarious to begin with. "I mean, you are right, she totally admitted to me that she had a thing for pathetic, wimpy men, but still. Still!" Brows raise as he mentions medical play. "We never did that. She wasn't about it. I tried, though." Eli shrugs. "Empty promises, my dude. You wouldn't be here if they weren't." Hand snakes around his waist anyway, pulling him close. Pressing his face into the crook of his neck, he has no idea what he's doing. "Is he coming over?"

#missdcalls

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"Then say it." Ben insists softly as he sinks his thumb inside Hunter's warm heat. It's so tight, sucking him in. Ben can't help but groan. He works his thumb in slowly watching intently with his gaze. It's so fucking hot. He's going to torture Hunter before he actually fucks him. He's going to make him cry. Ben's so done with being jerked around. The last time they slept together at the wedding it had been so sweet, like a goodbye, Hunter inside him like they'd both die without each other.

It's not like that now. Ben wants to bring him right to the brink. He's sick and fucking tired of seeing post after post of Hunter so fucking happy with his life. Ben had hoped it was a facade. There's no way you give everything up and end up happy. Ben relishes in being right. "Tell me you need me in this pussy." He whispers as he slowly pulls his thumb out to press a hand to Hunter's thigh to spread him open and spit on his hole. "If you don't listen I'll get mean." Ben warns softly. He won't but he wants to see that pretty flush creep up his neck.

He works two fingers into Hunter slowly as he watches his face. "I know what you need. Don't need you to tell me. Need you to lay there and look pretty."

His facade is crumbling. All of those pictures and videos he posts on social media - pointless now as he becomes undone for Ben. The one person he was putting the show on for, now knew the truth. That nothing had been like it seemed.

"Yeah. Was hoping we'd end up here." It was a white lie. When he had agreed to lunch with Ben, he figured they'd eat their steak and spend the afternoon making small conversation. He never in a million years thought Ben would agree to this, especially after he had shared the fact that he was seeing someone. Guess that someone mattered as much as Nana did in this moment.

He's cooing sweet words to him and Hunter is like putty in his hands. A small whine escapes from his throat however once he realizes Ben wasn't going to do anything about his hardened member. God, what he would do to stick it in his mouth right now.

Eyes watch desperately as Ben sticks his fingers in his own mouth, coating them in his saliva. He's nodding again, at loss for words. Hunter just wants relief. Ben is being painfully slow about it. But he's not wrong. Its been so long since he's had anything in his hole. Every night was spent pleasing Nana. Getting his dick hard, sticking it in her pussy. It was always about her. Hunter was always a giver.

He eagerly spreads his legs like the whore that he was. Once he feels him, he can't help but groan. "Fuck, Ben, please. I need more than that." He moves as if he were trying to get his finger inside of him more. "You, only you. No one makes me feel the way that you do. Nobody fucks it as good as you do."

#missdcalls #ben tucking his hair behind his ear

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Levi just shakes his head. He doesn't have any problem with any part of Eli. He likes them all. "It suits you." The blonde grins easily as he reaches over and runs his finger along Eli's nose before tapping it. He keeps Eli close and isn't even very annoyed that he needs to explain to the other man how to act like he likes him. He should be more annoyed. Levi is very likable. It's never an issue for anybody else to touch him. It comes naturally.

"It's fine." Levi waves off the other's stilted conversation. The blonde knows how to work a party he can get anybody to get him a drink. He's just letting Eli know that he should be. "Yeah, very thoughtful." Levi barks out a laugh. He can tell Eli isn't used to his surroundings. Levi is only on account that he's fucked a lot of rich men. "Yeah, she really must have. That's sexy though I always did have a kink for medical play." Levi watches Eli's gaze take in the sight of Finn. "Okay and? You haven't had sex with him. You don't get it, the way he talked to me. All the shit he promised me. It's more then looks."

"What's that supposed to mean? You have a problem with my nose?" He acts like he's offended, but he couldn't care less. There wasn't much Eli got upset about. He was a very relaxed guy, more so than his younger brother, who could learn a lesson or two from his older sibling.

Levi's touch is oddly...comforting? He can't remember the last time someone had touched him in such a way. It's all for show, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy it. Besides, isn't that what he was supposed to do? Sell the act or whatever.

"Oh, shit. Sorry. I uh, you can have-" He begins, ready to offer him his own champagne flute, but there's nothing left in it besides maybe some of his backwash. "I'll get you one next time." A chuckle leaves his lips as he sets down the glass, following the blond through the crowd of people. He's never been at an event like this.

Eli's lost in his mind when Levi is scolding him, telling him that he needs to put his arm around his waist and act interested. He follows his command, pulling him close to his side. "Well, yeah, I guess. Been a while. Last one was a hot doctor. Think she had a thing for pathetic guys." Eli couldn't help but wonder what she was doing tonight...

"That's what you're so fucking worried about? Dude's like, an elf." Like he had room to talk. They were practically the same height.

#missdcalls #we love a sexy rat man

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Everything Hunter's saying is fucking music to his ears. It's nice to know that Hunter hasn't actually moves on despite how his life appears. Ben relishes in it because he knows they're still on the same page despite their lives changes. Hunter still wants him. Still needs him. Ben feels a little bit insane. He helps Hunter out of his shorts and Ben wants to press them to his face. He doesn't. Instead he throws them on the ground and grins. "That's all you wore to come to lunch with me?" He raises a brow curiously. It's very hot to think about Hunter being such a bitch at the table and wearing no underwear.

"You're so fucking nasty for me, honey." Ben coos softly. He ignores Hunters cock entirely. Presses the same fingers he just had in Hunter's mouth in his own. Gets them wet. "Gunna fuck this little pussy open on my fingers okay baby?" Ben asks softly against Hunter's thigh. It's been so long since he's been inside Hunter. "Gunna have to take my time baby. It's been so long since you've had anything in here." He gently pushes Hunter's big thighs apart, settles his knee on the console between the front seats. He presses his thumb to Hunter's hole and rubs gently. Just barely. "What've you been thinking about when you touch your pussy baby?"

He's clawing at the other male's chest, desperate to remove his shirt. Hunter is aware that he's not in charge though. Some nights he is. Other nights, they take turns. Tonight...he wanted Ben to take the reigns.

Nodding his head, he doesn't even care how horrible that sounds. Ben had been right. They were forced together. There was love there, but not like it had been before. Not like it was now, with his teammate. What he and Nana had could never compare to what he and Ben had. "I can't help it. Your cock is all I can think about." He manages to breathe out, desperation still present in his tone. A whine escapes as Ben's hands rest on his chest, not moving. Not doing anything. He needs him to do something.

"Okay." At this point, Hunter would do whatever it took to get him inside. His mouth opens as Ben sticks his fingers inside and he can't help but suck. He didn't care how needy it made him appear. The male seems to be satisfied that he's got him this way, a pleading mess in a car that he and his wife shared. Ben keeps bringing up Nana. Hunter doesn't say anything. Just nods.

"You can do whatever you want to me." He's painfully hard now, looking at Ben with big, brown hues. Doing his best to squirm out of his shorts, it's almost laughable how quick he's obeying his orders.

#missdcalls #ben will feel better once he blows hunters back out:/

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defending mitch marner on the internet isn’t enough. i need a gun

mitch marner & mine again by zach bryan

#no literally so real #i would kill for this baby girl

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"what is that supposed to mean?" logan raises a brow. it can't be what he thinks it is. "because fucking with me is not going to make me feel better."

“ you’re so worried about losing them you’re missing everything in front of you. including me. “ @bruiscdmouth

#gloomysummers

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"what do you think i deserve then? cause i don't know how else to feel."

“ i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not. ” @bruiscdmouth

#gloomysummers

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"I know." Ben can see that he's missed him. It's like all that big talk from before long forgotten. Hunter's putty beneath his hands. He's right where Ben wants him even if their big bodies take up most of the space. He can work with it. "Laying next to your wife needing my cock." He scoffs softly as he reaches both hands beneath Hunter's shirt. He doesn't move to pull it up just settles his hands against Hunter's chest. Feels his heart pounding in his chest. Yeah, he needs this.

"You just have to be good for me baby." Ben offers with a slight head shake like that's all it'll take. "And open that mouths of yours, wanna hear you fucking begging." He says it so sweetly as he reaches one hand up to press against Hunter's lips. "You're so easy. Letting me fuck you in the backseat of your car. Your wife sits there." He cocks his head towards the front with a wicked grin. He presses his fingers between Hunter's lips to rub across his tongue. He pulls them away as he shuffles around to settle himself between Hunter's legs. There's different ways they've slept together; the romantic kind and the kind where they're laughing into each other's mouths or this kind. When they're unhappy with each other. When Ben wants to dig his teeth into Hunter's throat.

"I'm going to send you back home covered in me." Ben whispered as he settles his hands on Hunter's hips, his fingers hooking at the fabric around his waist. "C'mon let me see that hole. Been so long."

Hunter nods enthusiastically. It's a pathetic sight, but he doesn't care. He's been craving the other's touch every since they had departed ways, all those months ago. As Ben commands that he gets in the car, he hurriedly obeys, not wanting to waste any more time. It's a good thing he had an SUV. His old car would have been a pain in the ass to have sex in the backseat of.

He's lying on his back, practically breathless at this point. Brown hues are looking up at Ben with as much love, adoration, and lust as he can muster. It's crazy, how fast the tables had turned. One moment, he's trying to get a rise out of Ben and the next he's a whimpering mess for him.

"I've missed you so bad, baby." Hunter manages to get out, hands grabbing at his shirt. He doesn't know what to do with himself. "I think about you inside of me every night. Dream of it. I need you so fucking bad, Ben. Please."

#missdcalls #no i know...i love when the stars align

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Hunter's so fucking cute that Ben can hardly help himself. He even fights the urge to do a stupid little jog over to the car. He presses right up against Hunter, flicks his gaze up to meet those pretty brown eyes. "You want it so bad." Ben laughs softly. This is the Hunter Ben knows very well. This fumbling, sweet man he feels like he needs to handle with care. Ben's forgotten all the unkind insinuations from Hunter's mouth. He wants to be wanted and he knows Hunter does.

Ben's hand is on the door handle next to Hunter's hips before he pulls it open along with the other man. "Get in." He manhandles Hunter just how he likes him. Pushes him gently into the backseat. He's very grateful that Hunter bought an SUV he can't imagine fucking in the Lambo. "Tell me how bad you've missed it." Ben's climbing in over top of Hunter. Grinning down at him like a hunter whose cornered it's prey. "Tell me how bad you've needed something inside you."

"When it's dead, it's dead." Hunter repeats in a deadpan tone. He's only half listening now as Ben goes on, talking about how he wasn't a fan of sloppy seconds, even if they were his own.

He's expecting the other to say no. To laugh at him, tell him how much of a ridiculous idea it was, and that he needed to go back home to Nana. But he doesn't. Instead, he's getting up from the table, telling him that he would meet him at the car.

Fuck.

Once he disappears from sight, Hunter scrambles, quickly getting up from the booth and practically running out of the restaurant. Their steaks remain untouched on the table, but he didn't care. He wasn't hungry, anyway.

In the parking lot, brown hues land on Ben, leaning up against his car. He fumbles for his keys, nearly dropping them as he unlocks the vehicle. This was more like Hunter.

#missdcalls #he sooooo cute