#let yo body do that yoga

[absoluteindulgence]

A/N: HEEEEY YOU GUYSSSSSS, I POPPED THESE HEADCANONS OUT OF NOWHWEREEEE. I KNOW ITS BEEN A WHILE, DONT COME FOR ME JUST READ AND TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU LIKE IT LOL🤎✨️✨️✨️ I will say tho I wrote this from my phone because like the goofy I am, I spilled water on my laptop and gotta get it replaced🤭 So any edits I need to make will be in the near future🤎 Also Ironically I'm posting this 4:44PM☺️

Toji with Yoga!Girlfriend

SFW

He's learned what it means to be calm. You would meditate around him and at first he would always want to break your focus but afterward he'd sit with you and just breathe. He found it extremely calming when a rush of anger would wash over him.

He's in awe at the many Yoga Poses you can do and how focused you are when executing them. He's worked hard to bulk up his body but he can't say that he's as balanced as you. Which is why he has so much respect for you too.

Let's be real, you're over here talking about the healing power of crystals and he does not believe in none of that shit. It takes for him to have an out-of-the-blue migraine to do your "mumbo jumbo shit" on him and he might only admit that for a second, it worked. But he believes just laying in your lap is what did the trick.

You smell so fucking nice. You're the type to use essential oils more than perfume and it shows. Any scent that you're using that day is stuck to you and becomes your natural scent. One that's so pleasant it keeps Toji in your space more than usual.

You're highly intentional with your actions and he can sense it. You have this layer of love, honesty, and devotion that keeps him on his toes. It's hard to make him breathless but you're such a wonderful woman that he looks to you for comfort in more than just the sexual sense. You've proven to be a great pillar in his life and he's smitten by you based on how you're so open to loving him and in return, he provides the love and protection you desire. In his way, he'll cheerily thank a star for aligning you "or some shit" together. You give him a level of stability he's never seen or had in a very long time.

NSFW

Now this man has spun the block a couple of times but damn would he feel like there are way too many new experiences with you.

This man did not know what Kegels were until you showed him on one particular rainy day. This was closer to the beginning of your relationship and you would say, "Hey Babe, let's try something new" You're ideas usually come out more good than bad so he doesn't deny you. The first time you tighten yourself around him, the face he makes is voided of all smugness, it's a culmination of shock and humor. "Fuck, Treasure... How are you doing that????" His brows furrow too tight as he comprehends real "Pussy Power". Let's just say thunderstorms weren't the only thing to erupt.

The massages you give this man always lead him to visit heaven. You touch him in ways that he thought were just simple and had no other meaning than its initial reaction. Every graze from your fingertips stimulates his mind further than what he's expected to feel. His stiffy gets all twitchy, and the usual tense and ready-to-defend muscles relax. He instantly exhales when touched by you. Your hands are so skilled, you gently graze over all the sensitive spots he has and treat them with delicate consideration heightening his experience. The way your fingers caress the tip of his manhood trailing down the shaft, with a gentle kneading of his swollen, ready-to-burst balls is enough to get the most intense guttural groans ever known out of him.

You create such sensual atmospheres for him that he's taken aback. Incense or aroma diffusers, slow jams playing at a low volume in the back, you bought these twinkling lights for a dreamy effect, and after a while they leave him charmed to say the least.

This goes without saying but he loves to watch you stretch. It's a reminder of the limits he can set on your body since you prep every day. He's eager to see which way you'll bend for him just to get to that right spot. Arch perfectly sloped, HAMMERTIME. Sucking him off while doing a bridge, how many kids you want? Or something as simple as tucking your legs behind your head? You're in trouble for the rest of the night!

The worst of it all is you introducing him to Kamasutra... You told him you want to do every position. No matter how weird or uncomfortable it might be and man, you wore this man out one night in particular. It's the first time during sex that he's ever tapped out and you paid for it in the next sex session lol

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[kissitbttr]

coming home to you is a bliss.

his heart is full of love, mind clouded with the image of your smile and eyes that he had longed for during his three months of deployment. keeping a small picture of you in his wallet didn’t do any justice, if anything it makes him miss you more.

simon reaches his arm to the other side of your bed just so he can pull you close to him. yet to his surprise, you aren’t there. his eyes snap wide open, sitting up straight with brows knitted in confusion. letting out a small groan before looking over his shoulder at the clock that reads ‘7.50 AM’

as he about to fall back in bed, he hears something from the kitchen. plates scrapping against the kitchen tiles, soft hums to a tune he’s familiar with along with the smell of eggs and bacon.

simon smiles. he gets up from the bed before putting on his grey sweatpants that’s discarded from the floor. his eyes searches for his t-shirt but make no luck. figures you have it on and that just makes his smile stretches even wider.

emerging from the room and stepping down the stairs, he finds your back facing him. just like he had thought. you’re wearing his big old t-shirt with nothing underneath. at least he hopes it’s nothing.

you aren’t aware of his presence just yet, keeping yourself busy with the eggs and singing softly along to tyla - girl next door.

he watches carefully for a while. soft love blooming inside of him. never thought he’d encounter something like this in his life. to have you. to love you. he’s not taking this one for granted.

with slow and silent steps, simon wraps your waist from behind making you jump in surprise.

“Si! holy shit you scared me” a yelp escapes from your mouth as he chuckles lowly. pulling your back closer to his his chest. nose buried on your neck to inhale that sweet scent of yours.

“morning, baby” his voice is low. heavy. mostly it’s because he had just woken from the deep slumber. something that you find extremely sexy. “making breakfast, i see.”

you hum, flipping the bacon on the pan as you feel his hands wander under the shirt. goosebumps rises against your skin as he gives your waist a light squeeze.

“figured you might be hungry after last night. because i am” you let out a giggle hearing him groan after. “you worn me out last night.”

he shakes his head in disagreement, resting his chin on your shoulder. “you, worn me out” he corrects, eyes focusing the way you cook. “was tough to keep up with you, love—jesus. has it been far too long or have you actually been doing that trick with your legs and ass a long time? because at this point I can’t remember”

you throw your head back in laughter at his comment. he sounds serious and not actually playing.

“guess the yoga class is paying off.” is the only thing you respond, earning a small slap on your butt. “there you go baby… eat up” you place the scrambled eggs and bacon on the plate yet he makes no effort to let go, only to pull your body closer to him.

your heart warms at that, hand coming down to squeeze his. “it’s going to get cold, si”

he growls, “let it” with one swift motion he turns you around, locking you with his bare body. your breath hitches at the sight of your beautiful man. soft pretty scars adorned his features. “i’m hungry for something else.”

with one hand, he lifts you up making you squeal in surprise and giggle. your bare legs wrapped around his hips as he carries you to the counter, the other hand pushing a few objects away from the table before dropping you on top.

“you just said I’ve worn you out last night” you playfully remark as he hooks his fingers underneath the waist band of your panties, pulling it down to remove it.

he shakes his head, crouching down slightly to kiss your anklet before putting both of your legs on his broad shoulders. his warm breath against your wet cunt is enough to make you shiver.

“don’t care” his tongue slowly laps around your clit making you moan. “missed your pussy too much darling”

-

wow would you look at that, ana. you little bitch getting rusty with writing smut now huh?? time to practice more

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[luvyeni]

pervy bestie hyuka who ‘helps’ you stretch but really just uses it as an excuse to feel you up and convince you to dry hump eachother 😫

btw you’re one of my favorite authors on this hellsite and i love your works 🌹❤️

perv!hyuka who convinces you to teach him yoga , claiming he wants to learn , but in reality it's because he wants to see you in those tight leggings and sports bra. "please teach me." "fine kai , i'll teach you."

perv!hyuka who almost looses his minds , cock getting hard in his gym shorts as you walk out , bending over to spread the mats out , ass on display. "you ready kai?" "um yeah."

perv!hyuka who barely stretches , he watches you closely as bend your body in different ways , then he gets an idea. "love , let me help you out." "oh sure, i guess

perv!hyuka who knows you can feel his cock as he lays you on your back , lifting your leg , pushing it against your chest. "kai.." "yes love." "yo..you're hard."

perv!hyuka who rocks his hips against yours to test the waters , you whimper, pushing his hips. "k..kai , we shouldn't do this , you're my friend." "love , you trust me don't you?" "i..i do." "then that's all that matters , love it's okay."

perv!hyuka who ruts his hips into yours , your clothed heats rubbing against each other. "kai , im cumming." "next time you're cumming on my cock."

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[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Rook Hunt Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 1

"The true culprit... is you!"

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Courtyard]

Vil: …8…9…10! Next up, camel pose.

Vil: Open up your chest area and slowly bend your upper body back. Once you're able to grab your ankles, keep that pose.

Everybody: Yes, sir!

Epel: Urgh… Rook-san…

Rook: What is it, Monsieur Pommette?

Epel: I thought I was supposed to be here to help the film club with their next movie, but… Urk!

Epel: Why are we… urgh… doing yoga?

Rook: Well, Epel-kun. It's to help you relax and prepare your body for the coming activities, of course.

Rook: The more we can release the tension we hold, the more our minds open, and communication becomes easier.

Rook: Yoga is the optimum exercise to increase blood flow, accelerate metabolism, and calm your spirit. On top of that, it improves your posture and style so you can become even more beautiful!

Rook: That's why Vil always does yoga before starting his film club activities.

Epel: I-I see… But there's gotta be a more easier way to do that… right?

Rook: By the way, Epel-kun. You need to bend your back further, or you cannot call that a camel pose.

Rook: Don't worry, I'll help you out by pulling your arms back!

Epel: Eh, no, it's fine―

Epel: OWWWWWWWWW!!!!

Rook: Hahaha, it seems your body is quite stiff, Monsieur Pommette.

Savanaclaw Student A: Yo, look at those film club guys. They're all in funny poses! I definitely wouldn't be caught dead doing weird stuff like that in front of other people.

Film Club Member A: What do you guys want, barging in on us like that. And, this is called yoga, first of all…

Film Club Member B: Leave them be. Those muscle-for-brains in Savanaclaw wouldn't be able to comprehend our more limber exercises.

Savanaclaw Student B: Haaah? You lookin' for a fight?

Rook: Come now, don't be so quick to anger! Why not join us?

Rook: Why don't we do yoga together to strengthen our bonds and achieve that higher beauty!

Savanaclaw Student A: Who'd wanna do that!? "Beauty" ain't nothing useful. Yo, let's get out of here.

Epel: …Pissin' me off. Rook-san, how can you stand to invite people like that?

Rook: I thought they'd be able to see the merits of yoga if they tried it. Alas.

Rook: Oh, what have I done! I got caught up in talking, and that I forgot to help you.

Rook: My apologies, let's continue.

Epel: Eh, no, I'm good now… Ow ow ow owww!!!!

Vil: ―Epel?

Epel: Ah… Vil-san.

Vil: I thought I might have heard an awful sound much like a frog being squashed, but that must have been my imagination, yes?

Epel: Urgh… I'm sorry, I'll be better.

Vil: Rook. I'd like to believe that there won't be any issues cropping us as long as you're near him, but…

Vil: If something were to happen, I expect you to "properly" educate him.

Vil: Epel is still lacking in aspects other than just his manners and aesthetic sense.

Epel: Am… I?

Vil: Just a moment ago, were you not irritated when those Savanaclaw students came and tried to meddle with us?

Vil: Don't bring in any low-level fights into Pomefiore. Understand?

Epel: Yes, sir…

Vil: And Rook, understand this. If Epel starts a fight with anyone from another dorm during this shoot…

Vil: I'll kick you both out of the film club― No, from the dorm.

Epel: …Man, even though I was just forced here to help.

Vil: Did you say something?

Epel: Nothin'… Ah, I mean, nothing at all.

Vil: Anyway. Try to keep self-control and prevent yourself from any sort of behavior that would tarnish the Pomefiore name.

Rook: Oui, Roi de Poison. Leave it to me!

Film Club Member A: Look at how cozy those three look together…

Film Club Member C: Epel-kun and Rook-senpai are pretty amazing. Putting aside the fact that he's in the same dorm, they're able to talk with Vil-san so casually.

Film Club Member C: Maybe it's 'cause I used to see him on TV and in magazines before I enrolled here, but I still get nervous, y'know?

Film Club Member A: Yeah. The fact that those two can talk to him no problem is pretty amazing.

[Interior Hallway]

―The next day

Epel: Ah, Rook-san.

Rook: Oh, Epel-kun. You're here early.

Epel: Yes, sir. My classes ended early today, so…

Film Club Members: Hello!

Rook: Ah, you all as well, I see… Then, I suppose we'll be the first in the club room today.

[Classroom]

Rook: Vil won't be with us today, due to some work he has, so I'll lead the club activities…

Film Club Member B: …What's wrong?

Rook: La vache… How terrible. Look at that.

Epel: Woah! Vil-senpai's costume is torn to shreds!?

Film Club Member A: It's not just the costume, either. The partition for the film set, too…

Everybody:!!

Epel: Wh-What's that creepy message written' in red paint over there…?

Rook: "Inadequate beauty"… Must be a message left by whoever destroyed the costume.

Rook: Hm, this is quite the case… This seems to be a declaration of war!!

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by Anonymous.

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[astrologyangelmediums]

If you selected Card 2: Four of Thoughts (Swords) - Self-care - Manifesting Results You've been burned in the past, so treat yo-self... everyday. Do your skincare routine, workout, open up your Meditation app. Maintain your body, and your body will maintain you. It's time for some "me time." Take a personal day, a yoga retreat, or stay in for a night. Take a mental health day. At least take a nap. Care for yourself. Let yourself mend. Feel what you need to feel. Allow yourself some introspection, but even more so, allow yourself tranquility and quiet. The Four of Swords urges you to rest and rejuvenate. This is not a passive process! This requires you to understand what it is that restores you and actively carve out time to engage in these realizing and revitalizing activities. This may also mean that an integration of information and shadow aspects of yourself are needed. By doing this, you will expand not only your depth of knowledge but also your conscious awareness and intuitive abilities. This is a time of identifying what fills you up and what depletes you. Each time you step towards more of the people and activities you enjoy, you step towards more of yourself, restoring faith, self belief and life back to your center and to what you recognize as your own truth. If you recently reached and completed a milestone, it is vital for you to take time to enjoy the aftermath of its success and completion. Do not rush forward immediately. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp_mUmUjufT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[getthebutters]

ULTIMATE BOTTOM'S GUIDE TO ANAL HYGIENE & MAINTNENCE

When it comes to sex, nothing can ruin the moment faster than bad hygiene; this especially true when it comes to anal sex. So, today, I’ve got some tips to get your booty clean and make sure you’re as ready as you can be for those surprise moments. Here’s your step-by-step guide to prepping for anal sex.

After these 5 simple steps, I’ve got a few more advanced tips for folks who’ve become a bit devote to backdoor play. You big slut! Good for you!

 #1 Deliver your food baby

If you’re in labor or close to it, do your business. Make sure to pay attention to what it feels like to be empty, it’ll help in times when you can’t properly prepare.

 #2 Lock that ass up

Before you start prepping to be anally penetrated, it’s smart to use an anti-diarrhea medication. Mylanta and Pepto work the best but it doesn’t really matter what kind you use; just make sure to take it about 30-45 minutes before anal play. Shout out to Cole Maverick of Maverick Men for that porn star pro tip.

 #3 Wash yo’ ass!

Soap and water are your best friends for most hygiene, including anal. Hop in the shower and stick a soapy finger up your tush. Swirl it around and make sure the lower part of your rectum is squeaky clean. Even if you’re not worried about cleanliness, why not stick a finger or two up there just for funsies.

Go light on the soap because it can dry out the natural mucus inside your rectum and cause problems. Also, do not use antibacterial soap because you need those natural bacteria to keep you from getting sick.

 #4 Flush yo’ ass out.

If you’re planning on getting it in deep, you need to make sure you’re clean and I mean squeaky; this is where the enema comes in. It helps clear your rectum and colon using water to get shit (pun intended) moving. It takes a while, about an hour, to complete the whole process but you will be clean as a whistle.

 #5 Bend over bitch!

This isn’t really a tip but rather what you want to hear after making all these anal preparations. If you follow these tips, you could be hearing some hot piece screaming that your way. Have fun, you crazy kids.

  Advance Anal Hygiene & Maintenance Tips:

Now, that we’ve got the more basic tips out the way, let’s talk about tips for folks who want to enjoy anal on the regular.

 #1 Wipe yo’ ass

It’s time to upgrade how you wipe yo’ ass. For too long, your poor anus has suffered under the tyranny of a toilet paper regime. Break free from your oppressive shackles and finally get that all-over clean feeling you’ve been wanting. Vote for the liberty of clean booty; vote baby wipes in 2013.

But seriously, other than maybe a bidet, baby wipes and toilet wipes are the best way to get your booty clean after you’ve done your business. Guys, this tip is especially important for your hairy butts; if you want someone shoving their face all up in the crack of yo’ ass – and trust me you do – you need to make it as clean as possible.

 #2 Fix yo’ diet!

Shit happens, it just does and there’s nothing you can do to change that. But you can change how efficiently your exhaust system works. In order to fix what comes out your butt, you’ve got to fix what goes in your mouth.

Fiber is like a magic supplement that helps your digestive tract work more efficiently. If you’re into eating a lot of fruits and veggies like apples and broccoli then just add a bunch of leafy and dark green stuff to your cart. If not, try a fiber supplement: powder, pills, tabs, liquids, etc. You’ll have to play around and find the mix that works for you but it will make a big difference.

Make sure to stay away from spicy food, dairy and anything you know causes nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach or diarrhea. For obvious reasons.

 #3 Stretch yo ass out

For a healthy body, regular exercise is important; the same principle applies your anus. If you want to play anal yoga games without Olympic level warm ups every single time, you’re going to need to stay in a state of elasticity.

For this one, all you have to do is play with your butt. Wear a butt plug, use some fingers or even get gangbanged, it doesn’t matter. By simply playing with your ass 3-4 times a week, you’ll keep it strong and flexible for whatever else you’ve got in store.

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Elevate Your Fitness Journey with Stylish and Functional Fitness Apparel

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[davidsmithee]

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[alsadarahpoweryoga]

Five Things You Need to Know Before You Start Your First Yoga Class

People have many reasons for thinking about starting yoga. Maybe like me, you had been counseled by way of your midwife to take-up yoga as a form of relaxation at some stage in being pregnant.

Perhaps you're obese, have a strain-related medical circumstance and been suggested with the aid of your medical doctor to "exercise and loosen up greater." Or you could have seen an article to your favourite mag offering Madonna practicing yoga.

Maybe you are a determine and need to juggle the needs of parenting with a hectic work agenda. This can be onerous and leave you with little time to care for yourself, relax and, recharge your batteries.

Yoga is the right shape of workout to help you loosen up, make stronger and nurture your body and calm your thoughts. To the beginner scholar, it can be pretty bewildering to recognize in which to begin when want to start training yoga classes in Al reef.

Types of Yoga

There are diverse styles and exclusive methods to yoga. In essence, postures (referred to as asanas) respiration physical activities, rest and in some instances meditation and chanting shape the idea of all yoga patterns.

However, one of a kind colleges of yoga region distinction emphasis on these elements. Some yoga instructors, may also cognizance greater on respiratory techniques (known as pranayama ), while any other can also pay more attention on the alignment of the frame in the poses.

Yoga lessons can be taught in rooms which might be heated extra than 100F (Bikram Yoga, as developed with the aid of Bikram Choudury) or extra historically, training can take location on your neighborhood enjoyment centre or yoga studio. You can even have non-public 1-2-1 yoga classes within the comfort and convenience of your property.

Given the array of styles and lessons, how do you pick which style/magnificence is "proper for you?" How do you already know what traits to look for, what questions to ask whilst enquiring about a specific yoga classes in Al reef?

So earlier than you pick out up the phone, or click on a potential teacher's internet site e mail deal with for in addition data, make sure you have got this listing handy as a manual that will help you chose your style of yoga.

Five Things You Need To Know Before You Start Your First Yoga Class.

One: It is continually fine to analyze yoga from a qualified yoga trainer. Ask your prospective teacher wherein they educated, how lengthy their course lasted and what difficulty areas in which protected. Also, discover how long your potential trainer has been practicing yoga and who conjures up her to continue with her exercise.

Two: Enquire whether your potential yoga trainer or yoga studio runs training especially for beginners'. A novices' magnificence can be tailor-made to ensure you learn the foundations of yoga in a secure manner.

Three: Check out the average range of individuals who attend the elegance. As a newbie, look for a category that isn't too crowded - between seven to fifteen students - this lets in the instructor to get to recognize you, look at your practice and make suitable modifications in your method.

Four: The class wishes to be at a time and venue that is convenient for you. Maybe you favor to take a category at the manner to or from work, or a category which is near your home. Anything too some distance, tough to reach or held at an inconvenient time for you, makes it more difficult with a view to start and integrate the magnificence into your each day ordinary.

Five: Talk along with your prospective yoga trainer. This gives you the possibility to peer how comfortable you experience operating with the instructor. By speakme, you may additionally find out more approximately their specific fashion of teaching, revel in and to proportion any fitness associated topics you may have.

It might also take you time and strength to find a elegance or yoga instructor acceptable to your man or woman needs. Preserve. Once you begin, you will experience lighter, calmer and happy you took the time to discover a elegance and instructor acceptable to you.

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[crispyfuryarbiter]

Sports Yoga Wear Share

  Check out the yoga wear styles today!   Share some yoga clothes by the way   Many of you are insisting on exercising, but do you really have yoga clothes that you wear specifically for exercising? After all, a professional yoga clothes can make you suffer less in some difficult movements, and a good yoga clothes can also make you more able to stretch out your body and facilitate doing the movements, knowing the importance of yoga clothes, come together to see it!   First of all, let's take a look at yoga bras. In this season, wearing a yoga bra and then a sportswear is the best choice, you can warm up and stretch your body at first, and when your body is warmed up and you take off the sportswear, you can do the movements without any constraints, very convenient. Buying Guide Double Strap Yoga Bra

Zip-up yoga bra

  These two yoga bras, both with a good shock absorbing and breathable effect, are very functional, and you won't be afraid of embarrassment when doing exercise, your chest won't always be floating up and down, so you can enjoy the comfort of exercise without worries and enjoy the benefits of exercising your body.   Here's a look at tight yoga clothing. One of the benefits of tight yoga clothing is that it allows people to see at a glance when they are exercising that the action mark is not standard and allows the coach to correct their mistakes as soon as possible to avoid bad effects on the body. Selection Guide Yoga Tops

Skeleton yoga wear

  These two tight fitting yoga clothes, both with long sleeves won't make you feel cold even in autumn and winter, and are just right for a little exercise. They don't feel so constricting to the body and can be used to do as many moves as you like, making them perfect for sisters who are in great shape but want to continue to stay in shape.   The next step is to look at loose yoga clothes, which are very friendly to sisters who are just starting to lose weight and exercise, after all, they may not feel so confident at first and feel fat, and loose yoga clothes will allow them not to worry about this and will not strangle the flesh from our tummies. Buying Guide Pink yoga clothes

Pure white yoga wear

  These two loose yoga clothes, they are designed with a long hemline, which can cover up the small tummy and big butt very well, so that sisters do not have to be shy, embarrassed, exercise themselves well, slim down as soon as possible, become a big beauty, more confident blooming light.   The yoga clothing styles and the benefits of each section are told, you can choose well, if there is still do not understand the place can be left in the message below, I will reply to you as soon as possible, if there is any good advice can also tell me yo!

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[abhyasschoolofyoga]

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[johanssonjohansson66]

Gonna sleeping each night is a thing that a majority of individuals dislike due to the fact they have a problem named insomnia. This happens for a lot of distinct motives, and getting the reason for your lack of sleep is one thing that needs to be figured out. The content beneath has lots of very good guidelines to help you discover what's triggering your lack of sleep.

Many people recommend biscuits and whole milk to equipment up for the good night's sleeping. The thought is that the carbohydrates inside the biscuits, as well as the L Tryptophan from the milk induce sleepiness. Try it out. The worst that could come about is basically that you be able to try to eat biscuits and dairy at sleeping! Around three hours before bedtime, steer clear of all stimulating elements, such as caffeine intake, smoking cigarettes, alcohol and particular medicines. Caffeinated drinks effects will last for up to 6 hours, and liquor, when sedating in the beginning, can cause regular wakefulness. Particular medicines, like for bronchial asthma, are stimulants at the same time. Talk with your medical professional to try to substitute, or create a various timetable. Step from your TV and pc a minimum of a half-hour just before attempting to go to sleep. Electronic products are able to keep you warn and awake. As soon as you transform them away, the body will quickly prep alone for sleep. Quit making use of the TV or laptop or computer previous a specific time. If you find your self having problems with sleep problems every evening, end ingesting anything at all with coffee inside by noon. This could sound excessive or like self-deprivation, although the results of coffee may actually be experienced much time following intake. Enjoy your coffee or green tea by meal, and abandon them from the morning or early night. If rest totally eludes you, tend not to just rest there being concerned about getting to sleep. Attempt getting out of bed, and doing a little lighting action, like a hot bath tub, or even a small looking at. seo might be sufficient process to help you be just forget about your sleep troubles, and allow you to drift off to sleep. Even though cozy milk products could help you fall asleep, most people do not like milk or are unable to ingest dairy foods. As a replacement, use a wonderful glass of organic green tea. This green tea consists of calming ingredients which aid your system in soothing. If you consider you want a special blend, take a look at a health food retailer for something that particularly targets your needs. Azure light-weight is known to suppress the production of melatonin, the hormonal that helps you sleep. Make sure to prevent azure light-weight from such things as notebooks, tvs, and cell phones for around 30 minutes before bedtime. This helps your mind know it's power down time and not engage in time. Should you be having difficulties to unwind at sleeping, have a type within a pleasure approach. For example, join a yoga exercise class and discover ways to do every transfer properly. Also you can have a deep breathing type to find out the perfect technique for calming your nerves as soon as the time involves rest. Think about sleeping as winding across the engine of the engine. You must not try out to see sleep quickly. Set up a schedule that prepares you for relax. Brush you the teeth, buy your garments prepared for the future. Then convert the lights straight down and read a little bit, letting the body breeze straight down in the process. To instruct your mind that your bed indicates sleep at night, you shouldn't do just about anything in addition there. If you observe t . v ., will give you results, read a guide or mislead around, your brain will believe that your bed can be a time for activation. Utilize it for resting only and your mind will become familiar with that sleep comes once you lie down. Do some cardio exercise routines 4-6 hrs before heading to sleep. This is shown to support people sleep a lot better. Be cautious in regards to the time because exercising too soon may have no influence on your sleep styles and performing it past too far can certainly make it harder to snooze. If you think yourself stressing about rest for longer than a quarter-hour whilst being untruthful in your bed, stand up and make a move in addition for brief whilst. Distract your mind before you really feel worn out again, then resume your bed, employing breathing workout routines as an alternative to obsessing about sleep at night. Attempt to turn your brain off of. Always keep all electronic devices from the bed room. Getting computer systems or Television in there will make it tough to get sound sleeping. Change your cell phone away, and place it out as you sleep. Your room must be employed for merely sleeping and sexual intercourse. All of your house is cost-free for electronic products. Reading all of the tips organized on this page, you must feel better about your sleep problems. There are a lot of individuals who find it difficult slumbering as you may do, and when you can work with making use of the suggestions in this article, you won't be one for long. Have a great time!

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[hornime]

home workout | bokuto koutarou x gn!reader

“i’d let you do- do anything. anything you wan’ to me. i’m yours. all- all,” his voice raised a few octaves as the inside of your thighs brushed past his cockhead, “yours. all yours.”

warnings: 18+, sub!bokuto, jealous!reader (i mean who wouldn’t be when bokuto, your goddamn boyfriend, is perceived by other people the fuck), also lowkey possessive!reader, lotsa licking and sucking, nipple play, some praise (from reader) and some begging, brief mention of dacryphilia, kinda soft at the end

w/c: 1.5k sheesh

a/n: bokuto brainrot has me in literal tears. him being completely clueless to people flirting w him cus he doesn’t recognize romance from anyone but you has me so soft. i luv this man w my whole heart !!!!! ALSO THANKS FOR ALL THE LOVE ON THE BAKUGO FIC I JUST ABOUT SHIT MY PANTS WOOWWOWO

you weren’t an idiot. you knew that your boyfriend was attractive in literally every aspect of the word. he was sweet, patient, and kind, and what he lacked in academic smarts was made up tenfold in his emotional maturity and ability to read people. big and beefy, bokuto was all yours and all you wanted to stay trapped within his arms forever. unfortunately, to maintain the figure you adored so much and stay in shape for the volleyball season, he had to leave the four walls of your shared bedroom far more than you liked, having a daily obligation to spend a few hours at the gym.

once again, you weren’t an idiot. the few times that your work schedule and his training schedule aligned, you’d been able to work out together. and despite your knowledge of just how good-looking bokuto was and the fact that other people could perceive him (much to your chagrin) you were shocked at just how much people shamelessly flirted with him. 

cute girls with matching leggings and sports bras practically clung to his biceps, gushing about how strong he was and how he could probably pick them up with just one hand. their incessant giggling, mesmerizing hair twirling, and teasing touches pissed you off to no end, and you’d tug your boyfriend away before their breasts got too close to him for your liking.

something else you noticed was that, no matter how blatantly obvious the girls seemed to be, the guys were somehow worse, flirting through terms you couldn’t even understand. they compared deadlift weights, bicep curls, hip thrusts; you gritted your teeth thinking about whether they’d ever compared cock sizes in the locker room—you wouldn’t put it past those thirsty gym rats. sneaky bastards.

and bokuto, of course, was oblivious to it all. how could you blame him—he was so used to being adored! you knew that, to him, all of their praises paled in comparison to yours, but you couldn’t help but feel jealous. he was all yours—should be all yours—and you hated sharing him with the world.

you woke up saturday morning with a ringing in your ears, hand smacking the nightstand trying to turn off that god-awful alarm noise, bleary eyes barely able to focus on the text notification from your boyfriend.

[5:33 AM] kou: gm babe!!!! i didnt wanna wake u up cus u looked so peaceful! im heading to the gym rn. text me when ur up! love uu

[5:34 AM] kou: should be home around 9!! gym bud wants to show me something so i might be a little late for breakfast.

just to reiterate, you weren’t an idiot. for all the annoying flirting you noticed when you were with bokuto, there was no doubt in your mind that there must be a lot more when he was at the gym alone, which, unluckily for you, was most of the time since he was a freakin’ pro athlete and all.

you couldn’t prevent the pool of envy from swirling in your gut. gym bud? are you serious? who could that be? the girl with the arm tat or the dude with the dreads? no, maybe its that yoga instructor with the ass—

you shook your head, clearing your brain. you’d be here for hours if you went through everyone at that stupid gym that had ever shown interest in bokuto. the clock read 9:53 AM and the green flame in your body only burned brighter. just as you were about to call him and ask where he was, the front door slammed open.

“babe! i’m home!”

you silently put your phone down, teeth still clenching in jealousy. for some reason, hearing his voice only exacerbated the tension in your shoulders. you needed him. now.

“babe?” his voice creeped closer as he tread through the hallway towards the room. “you up?”

you peeked your head out of the doorframe, cheery voice masking your devilish intentions, “kou!"

his eyes brightened as he made eye contact with you and flashed his trademark smile. “hey! what’s u-” he took in the mischievous glint in your eyes “-p?”

you grabbed his burly forearm, yanking him behind you and walking towards him, forcing him to stumble and fall back on the bed. “wait! i’m all gross and sweaty,” he said, “gym showers were broke-”

“i don’t care. take off your shirt.”

“wow, someone’s eager. missed me that much?”

“watch it,” you glared. “i’m not in the mood, kou.”

he gulped at the dominance radiating from your voice, scrambling to take off the t-shirt that stretched between his pecs perfectly. with the fabric off and throw haphazardly to the side, he looked to you expectantly, the epitome of innocence.

your eyes wandered over his sculpted chest, the remnants of a soft sheen of sweat from his workout making it shine in the sunlight pouring through the blinds. your heart stuttered in your chest—he looked like an angel. coupled with the way with his bottom lip was tucked under his front teeth and the wide, anticipating look in his eyes, fuck. you almost smiled how blessed you felt in that moment, to see him in such a raw, alluring position, before a jarring thought caused your lips to twitch back into a frown.

everyone else can see him, too.

your eyes hardened. maybe they can see him all big and strong, you thought, but they’ll never get to see him like this: submissive.

and so fucking sensitive.

within an instant, your lips were latched on the soft spot above his collarbone, causing him to whimper in pleasure. you continued to travel along his throat, slowly working your way to the other side of his neck and crossing back to nibble at his adam’s apple.

you unexpectedly pulled away, drawing a short whine from him, before repositioning yourself so that you were straddling his outstretched legs. slowly, starting from the hem of his shorts, you dragged your tongue between the ridges of his abs, moving up towards his pecs, tasting the saltiness of his sweat and feeling the muscles tense underneath.

“fuck,” he groaned. as your lips puckered around one of his peaked nipples, he uncontrollably jerked his hips up, inadvertently rubbing his sensitive cock between your legs. overwhelmed by the sensation, he moaned. “fuck.”

“you taste good,” you muttered, grazing your teeth over his other nipple. “just wanna taste you all the time. you’d let me, right?”

thoughts muddled by just how good everything felt, he nodded mindlessly. “i’d let you do- do anything. anything you wan’ to me. i’m yours. all- all,” his voice raised a few octaves as the inside of your thighs brushed past his cockhead, “yours. all yours.”

you paused. raising your head from his chest, you made eye contact with him, so intense he almost closed his eyes to shield himself from the blaze burning in your dilated pupils. “why’d you stop,” he begged, “i want more. feels so good and i wan’ mor-”

“say it again,” you demanded. “tell me that you’re mine.”

his eyes, glossed over and prickled with tears precariously close to falling, squeezed tightly as he spoke, unable to control the growing volume of his voice. “’m all yours. always. all yo- yours.” he gasped as you resumed your movements, pinching the sensitive skin around his v-line while fervently leaving sloppy kisses on his chest. 

“good boy.”

he keened at your praise. another light touch to his cock combined with the passage of your mouth had him trembling, and his breath hitched as he cried out in warning, tears now flowing freely over his flushed cheeks. “m’ gonna cum, ‘m gonna, gonna cum.”

“yeah?” you whispered, lips brushing against his strained abs. “go ahead then.”

“fuck!” he whined, blabbering as you sat back and watched in awe of the beauty before you, a big strong man like him reduced to nothing more than a moaning mess. “fuck, fuck—you always make me feel so, s-so go-od, fuck i love you.”

with soaked shorts and an exhausted sigh, he dropped his head back onto the plush comforter of the bed. you flattened your palms on his quivering body, reeling from the aftershocks of his orgasm. he panted, running his fingers through your hair before nudging your face to look at him, staring at you with an expression of pure bliss and adoration. he studied you for a bit before declaring with a soft smile, “you’re the best. so fuckin’ happy that i’m yours.”

driven by affection, he sat up and reached his arms around your waist, snuggling his chin over your shoulder and mashing your chests, yours clothed and his naked, together. “kou wait!” you shrieked. “you’re all sweaty again! it’s gross!”

he chuckled. as if you hadn’t been spoiling him by licking it up just a few minutes ago. “you’re right. i‘m probably sweating more now than i was after my workout.”

at that, your ears perked up. “well maybe you should do home workouts more often then,” you teased.

“you’re right,” he repeated with a grin, “maybe i should.” if it meant more mornings like these, he’d forego the gym in a heartbeat. 

that night, he canceled his gym membership. after all, he reasoned, it’s offseason anyway.

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[kookieswan]

Ah yes. Me again. Husband!tae(again) go to the gym with (any member) but his wifey wanna join in too. Then a few minutes later, tae heard his wifey compliments jk's muscles so he got jealous then

"yo y/n i got some muscle too. Praise me."

The imagery had me laughing lmaooo 😭😂

Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 836

Genre: Fluff 🌸

Praise Me

Pursing your lips a bit, you look around the gym and the occupants as you walk over to the treadmill. Lately your husbands been going to the gym a lot with Jungkook, his best friend of many years. Jungkook himself is nothing shy of ripped, the man’s body resembles that of a Greek god. Tae had made a comment a few months back that he wanted to try, and since then they’ve been going together.

You couldn’t help but to be curious as to what kind of routine they had. Not being a huge fitness buff yourself, you want for the occasional jog, did some yoga, and a few other activities but nothing special. Maybe joining them would be enlightening somehow, maybe you could get ripped yourself. Maybe you could see your gorgeous husband all hot and sweaty. The possibilities were endless.

So, you asked Tae early in the day if you could join. He instantly said yes, bright boxy smile on his face, excited to share an activity he enjoyed with you. After finishing your shift at work, you went home to meet him, and he drove you both over to the gym he frequented. You agreed that after you’d go to your favorite takeout place, and that he’d buy since you picked it up last time. Jungkook met you both outside and decided that you’d all do your own thing before meeting back up.

Jumping onto the treadmill next to Tae, you both keep a casual pace and talk about your days. You’re always excited to hear about how his went, happy to hear about anything he has to talk about. At the same time, he seems just as excited to listen to you, attentive as ever. This goes on for a bit before you both pick up the pace, really trying to get some sort of work out in. Jungkook wanders over before long, saying he’ll show you how to use the weight bench properly.

“Let Me show you how it’s done.” Jungkook was across from you with Tae as his spotter, and he decided then and there it was time to rip his shirt off. Now, you’re a devoted wife, but you couldn’t help but to sneak a peek at his abs. Your gaze doesn’t go unnoticed for long, and Jungkook smirks a little before laying down and getting into position to lift.

“Wow JK, your muscles are huge holy shit.” Tae almost instantly rips his shirt off at the comment, which is both a hilarious and stunning sight. It could really make you drool to be honest, but you let out a little huff instead. Tae isn’t really the jealous type, but he does like to get playfully competitive from time to time. Mix Jungkook in with that and it’s bound to turn into some sort of mischief.

You decide not to give in, watching dutifully as Jungkook lifts the bar with ease. Taehyung huffs every once in a while, and when you glance up, he’s not so subtly flexing his arms or trying to look as buff as possible. This goes on for a bit before Jungkook gets up, claiming to need some water. He looks at you with a knowing smile and a roll of the eyes before walking away.

“Yo baby I got some muscles too! Praise me!” You decide to mess around with him a bit. Looking at him with a raised brow, you walk over and poke his arm. He flexes it a few times, trying to make the muscle pop out. Even though you’re super endeared but the action, you try our best to hold back a smile.

“I don’t know Tae; I’m not seeing much.” He gasps dramatically, grabbing your hand and wrapping it around his arm again. A giggle escapes you this time as you squeeze the muscle, a grin crossing over his face as well.

“That’s what I thought! I knew you loved my big, yummy muscles.” You roll your eyes but feel yourself become slightly warm at his teasing. He’s certainly not wrong, he’s been working quite hard in the gym and it’s paying off.

“Ah yes, my big hunky muscle man. Your abs are so hard I could mistake them for actual stone.” He nods his head, pleased smirk on his face. Feeding his ego was the least that you could do after teasing him so bad. His eyes glint with a mischievous spark and you instantly feel uneasy, backing up a little.

“Well come here then love! Let me give you a big strong hug!” He wraps you up in his sweaty arms, practically crushing you to him as you groan. As stunning as he is, he doesn’t smell the best in the world and you’re sure you don’t either. You flail a bit in his hold as he laughs, placing a big wet smooch against your forehead.

“Come on beautiful, lets shower and go get some food. I’m thirsty and but the looks of it you are too.”

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[its-kall-the-clown]

I saw 39 and I couldn't choose between SpicyNoodles or SilkTea so pick whichever pairing calls out to you the most?

*Slams keyboard* yo we don't have enough silktea shipping up in this fandom and I'm STARVING for it!!

I actually have a Silktea fic in the works that happen to be a nurse back to health trope kind of fic. Soooo this may or may not end up getting recycled and used in it. We will see *shrugs*

prompt list

Cookie Tin Experiments

Rating: pg-13

“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.” the deep baritone voice of warrior demon chided. Huntsman keeps his back turned to him and huffs.

"And if I followed your advice I would become one of your lazy lap pets" he bites out hobbling around with his bad leg and crutch. He was gritting his teeth through the pain, but the pain was good. It was easier to deal with compared to the soft touch and kind words that were so foreign to him.

He much preferred the pain and suffering. It was more familiar, easier to navigate compared to the uncharted territory that was Sandy.

He ignores the little disappointed sigh that the demon lets out, once again too soft for his kind, and instead continues his mission to find himself some food. He wants tea, damn the demon, and getting him addicted to the warm earthy flavor. And he wants those little cookies that he always served with it.

The one that came out of the bright blue tin and somehow always tasted better when Sandy gave them to him.

He finally spots the tin sitting atop the highest shelf. He tisks under his breath at his misfortune, reaching up and trying to balance on his toes of his one good leg.

He wobbles a sweat breaking out across his brow. Why was it so far up??? Some part of him thinks the Demon placed it there on purpose to torcher him.

Footsteps.

It makes him freeze and something akin to anticipation crawls its way up his spine. He knows Sandy is only walking towards him, but he feels like prey under a stalking warrior. A shadow casts over his body and a warm chest is pressed against his back.

He's forced against the counter gently as the body behind him reaches up for the tin of cookies.

Huntsman hopes they are too distracted to feel his heart racing in his chest.

He hates this. He hates how warm Sandy feels against his back, he hates how his heart won't fucking stop beating like an idiot, and he hates how incredibly and utterly safe he feels pressed up against this counter.

All too soon the warmth leaves him breathless and the tin of cookies is offered to him with a wide smile.

"Here you are~ tea goes great with these so I'll put on a kettle." The other was completely unaware of what state he's left Huntsman in.

"S-sure. Whatever!" The spider huffs ripping the tin open and shoving a cookie in his mouth hoping it was enough to finally get his heart to stop fluttering in his chest. His back had a lingering warmth that made him shudder.

He didn't know why this always happens around the blue demon. Maybe he still was afraid of them...He needed further experimentation to be certain.

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His first experiment started a day later in the same spot. 'needing' the cookie tin that was set on the top shelf. Huntsman made sure that Sandy was in the room, and made a big show of trying desperately to reach it.

As if on cue the gentle giant rose from his spot on the sofa and made his way over to the struggling spider demon.

Once again he had his stomach pushed to the counter, this time a large hand curls around his hip, steading him and sending electric currents up his spine at the contact. He would deny the little gasp that slipped past his fangs. the warm presence of Sandy is pressed up against his back. This time he focused on his heartbeat, the way the muscles felt solid against him, the gentle even breaths of their chest.

Huntsman focuses on all of it. Trying to pinpoint what part of this makes his own heart flutter frantically.

All too soon the tin can is pressed to his hands and Sandy only smiles at him, something shrewd and knowing under his beard that Huntsman didn't like.

"If you don't rest you won't heal." He reminds him again gently.

He huffs hobbling away without another word.

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The second experiment is tampered with before he even has a chance to try. The cookie tin is not in its normal spot. Set unassumingly down on the counter within arms reach.

Within Huntsman's reach.

He stares at the traitorous tin with all his eyes. How dare the tin be on the counter within reach. This ruins his experimentation. Damn that blue demon and his thoughtfulness, he probably was trying to make things easier for him unknowing that Huntsman was trying something.

"There a problem?" Sandy is beside him, the man sneaking up on him and making him jump. For his hulking figure, he was surprisingly stealthy.

"No." His words are stilted and he turns away from the cookie tin with a huff. Hobbling away feeling an embarrassed flush on his face. He felt like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

He wobbles his way into the living area and he can hear the demon padding after him, following him like a worried puppy.

Huntsman stops in the middle of the living room and looks around. For anything, he could use as his experiment for the day. He spies the bookcase with a red-covered book on the top shelf.

Perfect.

He hobbles over to it and tries reaching for it, once again making a show of not being able to reach it.

Surprisingly Sandy doesn't move forward and Huntsman is left hanging. He feels like a child just learning to spin a web and no one there to help him.

Why wasn't Sandy helping him? Could the big oaf not see he needed the red book at the top of the shelf.

He whirls around with a snarl on his lip and finds that Sandy was indeed still there, just watching him struggle helplessly. There is a lazy smirk on the man's face and they cross their arms and raise an eyebrow at them.

Huntsman feels his face flush red.

He's being played with.

Sandy left that cookie tin out on purpose, and he was leaving him struggling on purpose, he wanted Huntsman to ask for help.

He growls making a little fist with his hands, he tucks his chin into his chest realizing he was going to have to ask for help if he wanted to continue this experimentation.

"C-can you-" He licks his lips trying to find the words and Sandy continues to wait with his arms crossed over his chest. Impossibly patient. If this was a test of wills the spider demon would surely fail.

"-get that book for me." He growls out past tight fangs. Sandy smiles and uncrosses his arms.

But what Huntsman didn't know is that he had made a mistake.

He's now facing Sandy as they approach, instead of his normal position with his back to them.

He finds himself back up against the bookcase, the shelves digging painfully into his back as Sandy looms over him. His eyes not once leaving Huntsman's.

His breath catches in his throat. His heart is beating ten times as fast compared to last time.

Once again that large hand finds his hip, the thumb rubbing deliciously over his hip bone. Their faces are just a few inches apart with Sandy looming over him.

It would only take a few inches to connect them. The smallest push.

A book is pressed to his chest and Huntsman doesn't even look at it. Transfixed and lost in the expression that Sandy was giving him that he couldn't name.

"Was this what you wanted?" They asked his voice in a husky tone and Huntsman feels that damn thumb continue its ministrations against his hip. It's damn distracting, as equally mind-numbing. It stutters his brain and some pathetic noise curls in the back of his neck as the only affirmation he can offer.

"You don't seem too certain. You sure?" the larger of the two tilts his head slightly again, that unknown expression raking him over like coals against skin. Suddenly he's not too certain Sandy is talking about the book.

All he can do is nod, not trusting his voice enough to speak properly.

Blue eyes look Huntsman over, studying him like a map. He finds what he was looking for, or maybe he didn't because he pulls away. He barely had enough time to catch the book pressed to his chest before it tumbles to the floor.

"Never took you as a romance novel type.~"

They tease, creating space and breathing room for Huntsman. The steadying hand never left his hip though.

He can't find it in himself to care.

He shakes the strang spell off him and scowls trying desperately to rein in his emotions or whatever the fuck this was.

"It's p-probably the only good book to read in your shitty yoga instruction book library." He snaps out and Sandy only chuckles knowingly.

He storms off with a book tucked under his arm and face matching the shade of the binding.

#thank you!!! I love doing this one #Silktea #silktea shipping #Sandy #writting prompt #prompt ask #monkie kid

[proxylynn]

Your Boyfriend: Stalk-home Syndrome (Day 4)

Chapter #4: TUESDAY HEARTBREAK

[WARNING: Because the internet needs more romantic visual novels where you try to win the hearts of your senpai, right? WRONG! Your Boyfriend is a visual novel, yes. But this is anything but a love story. Your Boyfriend is a game where you deal with a man's unhealthy desire to have you, no matter who gets hurt. And he's not afraid to leave the body lying around for you to find either. Imagine a cat bringing you dead mice or birds to your doorstep, except he had brought the corpse of the person you talked to the other day. It's a choose your own adventure story, so be careful with how you react to those around you, especially towards him. This game deals with themes that might be disturbing for some audiences, such as murder, gore, drug use, kidnapping, non-consensual intimacy, strong language, and nudity.]

So what better thing to do than write fanfiction about it?! Enjoy my descent into madness. I regret nothing!! Sincerely with crazy sleepless love, your friendly neighborhood author, Lynn~♥

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[...You're not a very good listener are you, Lynsie? I told you not to alter anything more than you have already. Yet, here we are. You know what? I think this is an opportunity to teach you a lesson. This isn't a story you're meant to enjoy. Peter isn't supposed to be your love. It's time to remind you...This is my world, you are merely another player, and YOU are not in control.]

*beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep*

Ugh...Damn alarm...Why did I mount that thing across the room? Oh, right, so that my ass had to get up to turn it off.

My eyes struggle to open and refuse to do so. I try to roll over but can't make my body move. This is weird considering the more pills I take usually have this kind of effect...I only took two. Something doesn't feel right.

I'm stuck like this and the alarm is driving me crazy.

*click*

"Rise and shine, sweetheart!"

Lucy thankfully turns my alarm off. I hear her snicker moments later.

"Heh...Doing yoga in your sleep now?"

The hell are you talking about? Do not take pictures or I swear I will break your phone!

"I guess this is what happens when you spend most of the night fighting your pills. Honestly, what were you even doing to be so noisy?"

...The fuck? I went to bed just before midnight. What was she hearing? I mean, she was high, maybe it was all in her head.

"...Hey? You awake? You don't normally sleep this long into your alarm."

I feel her shake me.

"Lynn?"

I try to speak yet all that comes out is a dry garbled groan. Okay...Talking isn't an option.

"How many did you take?"

Can I move my...I can! I put two fingers out.

"Weird. Two shouldn't mess you up like this."

My point exactly! This ain't right!

She pushes me over and I feel her hand on my forehead.

"Jesus! You're burning up."

She moves away.

"I wanna feel bad, but this is what you get for leaving this damn window open."

...But I didn't. I know damn well I locked that window shut.

I hear her shut my window and then take something nearby.

"*groan*"

"Hush. I'm doing you a favor."

I can hear dial-up sounds. She's on my phone!

"Yo, TK. This is Lulu, Lynn's roomy. ...No, nothing so crazy is wrong. Our girl has a fever and, let me check real quick...Can you move?"

Every inch of my body is numb. I try to lift my arm yet all that I can muster is my hand, I groan at this.

"Nah, she can't move much either. Girl looks like shit. I don't think she'll be able to make it in today. ...Yeah? ...Oh, no worries. I'll play nurse and make sure she doesn't keel over. Not like she could move to do so."

"*growl*"

"Seems my patient also has a case of bitch-itis. *sigh* I'll let you go. And I'll text you later if she gets better or worse. Uh-huh. Okay. Take care."

She hangs up as I barely get an eye open, only to hiss as the sudden brightness causes intense pain to my brain.

"Don't press your luck. You've finally pushed things too far and your body is making you chill."

I wouldn't have had to if you did shit around here.

"Come on. Let's get you to the couch. I can watch you better from there."

She drags me to the edge of the bed...where I fall to the floor harder than a sack of potatoes.

"Don't dead weight on me."

Like I can help it.

"*grumble*"

She does her best to at least get me to be supported on her shoulder and I weakly shuffle my feet to move. She eventually gets me to the living room and I crash when she drops me off on the couch.

"Geez...How are you so heavy?"

I don't do drugs that suck me dry and my body retains what little food I get at this point. Why you gotta call me out like that? At least my lovely lady lumps still be banging.

"Don't move. I'll be right back."

Is that a joke? I can not move! Wait...So...I'm off with a sick day? I can do what I want? Kind of?

She comes back with a pillow and blanket.

"Can I get you anything?"

I look off in thought. Then mouth some words.

"Slower. I can't...Oh! Cell phone. Give me a sec."

She wanders back to my room and comes back rather fast.

"Why do you need this?"

I motion typing with my thumbs.

"Clever girl."

She slips it into my hands and I begin texting her.

[I have some questions.]

"Yeah? Like what?"

[What did you mean by the yoga comment?]

"You had your ass in the air like you were doing downward facing dog. Honestly looked like were reemed in your sleep."

That...That doesn't sound pleasant.

[That isn't normal. I don't sleep like that.]

"Again, you shouldn't fight sleep meds. Messed up shit happens."

[I didn't do that. I passed out around midnight. I also didn't have the window open. I locked it.]

"You did tell me you tend to open things when you sleepwalk. Maybe that's what happened. I mean, what else could it be?"

I don't like the ideas coming to my mind. Best not freak her out till I know for sure. This could just be the paranoia talking.

[Yeah. I'm probably overthinking it. Sorry.]

"Girl, don't be sorry. You're not feeling well and the fever has your head in cation mode. It's fine."

A sudden draining feeling has me dropping the phone and nearly doubling over into the coffee table with my face if Lucy hadn't caught me.

"Wow, I got you."

She shoves me back and my body limply crashes like a felled tree to a lumberjack. She puts my phone on the table and covers me for rest.

"If you need anything, just text. I'll come get you, okay?"

I nod and she walks away. ...Huh. Guess I can just sleep some more. I need to gain some energy. I need to be able to return to my room for inspection. But for now, I give in to this drained feeling and blackout fairly quickly.

…

"...Kid?"

A gruff voice and slight gosling have me stir. My eyes slowly open with not too much trouble...So there's some progress. But I don't see Lucy. Who I see...is my Landlord.

"Hey, kid. You doing okay?"

"Let the poor girl sleep. She needs the rest."

A second voice gets my attention. A soft motherly tone...Gotta be my neighbor and TK’s step-mom, Brenda.

"If she sleeps all day, how can she take these pills?"

He makes a good point. I turn my head away from him and cough into the cushions. My head is throbbing.

"See?"

Brenda huffs and I hear the oven being opened. Lovely woman is making something. Bless her heart. But I can't blame her, Mr. Williams isn't an easy guy to get along with, stern and strict yet he does have his nicer moments. Mr. Williams has a gray body with really nice buff features, in my opinion at least for a man in his 40s. His rectangular-shaped chiseled head is topped with brown hair that has lightly dulling streaks on the side along with thick brown eyebrows and deep brown eyes. He also has some facial and exposed chest hair as he's pulled the collar of his black shirt down too much in stress. From what I remember hearing, he's divorced and he kinda dresses like it. A gold watch that looks like a former anniversary or birthday gift, the black shirt is tucked into his dark grey jeans, a thick "I'll whoop your ass" dad belt, and topping it all off with a brown long-sleeved double pocket shirt that he's rolled the sleeves up to his elbows. I can see why some whisper that he's a DILF.

Brenda is no slouch in looks either, I always want to ask her age because she looks younger than she seems, I hope to age half as good as her considering she gives Lucy and me a run for our money. Her tits are bigger than ours! Lucy's a DD, I'm DDD, but Brenda has got to be F or G in size. The only thing I win is having the bigger butt, thank you Latino genes. A grey skin-toned body with a round face framed in long loosely tied back black hair that just beats mine in length by a couple of inches, chestnut brown eyes, and full come hither lips. Her body is the true ideal hourglass figure, assets popping in all the right ways that are accentuated by her form-fitting red turtleneck sweater and hip-hugging faded black jeans. She's a mama bear with big cougar appeal. Maximum MILF power for sure.

"*dry* Where's Lucy?"

I try to sit up but Don has to help when it seems I can't do it.

"She came to us for some change to get you some medicine. That was over an hour ago."

"I'm sure she's on her way back. The shops aren't so close by."

Don rolls his eyes. After three months of Lucy not fulfilling her end of the lease contract, he has no faith in her. To be honest, I'm thinking the same thing he is, she skipped out with the cash for drugs.

"Here, kid."

Don hands me a pill bottle and I take two out as he reaches over for a glass of water.

"It's not much. But aspirin is better than nothing at all."

I nod and take the meds. His hand comes to my forehead.

"You're very warm."

"*weak* Sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"*weak* She pawned me off on you."

He sighs through his nose and pats my head, taking the bottle back.

"It's fine. You're a good kid. Not like I had too much to do anyway."

"Have you checked on Ms. Greta today?"

Brenda asks and Don flinches, making me snicker. But my snickering ends as a quick blink in memory comes to me...the upper level creaking.

"*weak* Mr. Williams..."

"What is it, kid?"

"*weak* Last night...I heard something from the upper floor."

He rubs the back of his head with a groan.

"Yeah, so I've been told. I'll try to check it out later. It's on my to-do list."

"*weak* Be careful. Might be something dangerous."

He ruffles my hair with a smirk.

"It's nice knowing someone worries about my dumb ass."

Wow...He can be sweet? Hell froze over.

"I hope you've got an appetite, sugar. Because I'm making manicotti."

Oh my god, yes!

"*weak* Awesome. Thank you, Ms. Brenda."

"Heh...Please, sugar, lose the formality. It makes me feel old."

"*weak* Sorry."

I hand the water back to Don and lay back down. My head will need time for the pills to kick in. Might as well let the dark soothe me till the food is ready. I'm going to need my brain. I'm still paranoid.

…

"Where the hell have you been?!"

I nearly jump off the couch at the sudden outburst.

"Get off my ass! I'm back aren't I?"

Oh hell...Lucy's back.

"It doesn't take two hours to get fever medicine. Gas stations have that shit and one is twenty minutes away."

"You're not my fucking dad! I don't have to tell you shit!"

"Do you even have the medicine?"

"Yeah, I got the damn medicine."

She retrieves a bottle of nasty-looking syrup from her breasts. Ew...It's gonna be warm.

"Tell me you at least paid for this and not with the five-finger discount?"

She doesn't answer and Don takes the bottle with disgust before coming over to me. Lucy storms off to her room and Brenda looks uncomfortable. Same. I can literally feel myself regressing back into an eight-year-old...hiding with my brother behind a mattress pressed into the bedroom door to muffle the screaming...It never could suppress the sound, no matter how hard we tried to block it out. Please, stop fighting...make it stop!

"Lynsie? Hey, calm down."

I hadn't realized I've been trembling or digging my nails into my arms, pulling away shows deep welts that will bruise harshly.

"You okay?"

I nod. He pours a douse into the cup-like lid and hands it to me. I look at the reddish-purple liquid and try not to gag at the smell alone. I hold my nose and shoot it down, coughing at the bitter bits that linger in the back of my throat.

"*cough* Why don't they make this shit in bubblegum? *gag*"

He leaves the evil potion of nastiness on the coffee table and heads for the door. I don't expect him to stay here forever, he's got more important work than babysitting a tenant. Still, I need to do something and Brenda doesn't strike me as being strong enough to give me aid.

"*meek* Mr. Williams?"

He pauses.

"What?"

His tone is sour, something that always intimidates me.

"*meek* Could you help take me to my bedroom?"

A faint tint colors his face but his expression never falters. Maybe I should word things better.

"You shouldn't move. You've been killing yourself keeping a roof over Lucy's head. Take it easy while you can."

I pout but his "does it look like I give a shit" stare holds me in place.

"You got this, Brenda?"

She nods.

"You can count on me. I'll make sure she's taken care of."

Satisfied that someone competent is in charge, Don takes his leave and I guess will do stuff on his list. Brenda, with a plate in her hands of something to get rid of the bad taste in my mouth, approaches as the door is messed with for a moment. We look at it confused as the muffled voice of Don is heard and then followed by another voice...one that has me perk up. The door reopens and Don has Peter by the hood of his vest.

"Lynsie, do you know this guy? He doesn't look like Lucy's type."

Peter is glaring at Don but my landlord is utterly disinterested by the lanky fellow in his grasp. Now that they're standing together...Holy fuck! Don's slightly taller than Peter?!

"*meek* Of course I do. That's my boyfriend, Peter."

Peter yanks himself free.

"Told you."

He straightens up and smiles innocently at me.

"Hello there, darling."

"*meek* Hi, sweetie."

Don grumbles.

"Yeah...'Boyfriend'...Sure."

Don leaves again and I'm confused about what he meant by that. Peter comes over to sit with me as Brenda hands me the tasty dish.

"*meek* Thank you."

"Eat up, sugar. There's plenty more where this came from."

Such a nice lady.

"And this handsome man is really your boyfriend?"

Peter scoots closer and rests his head on top of mine.

"Yep. I'm this lovey-dovey honey bunny's one and only."

If the medicine was reducing my fever that went out the window with how much heat that embarrassing sentence is bringing to me now.

"Awwwww...A sweetheart too. What a catch."

...I am going to die. They are going to feed off sweet mush that embarrasses me and I'll be dead.

"Oh, where are my manners? My name is Peter."

"Oh, such a gentleman. I'm Brenda. I live next door."

"It's nice to meet you. Thank you for taking care of Lynsie."

Huh...He's doing better with her than yesterday's intro with TK. Wonder why?

"You had me worried, darling. I showed up to your work for our break-date and didn't see you."

I shove pasta in my mouth to avoid talking.

"Sugar here isn't feeling so well. So she's stuck at home. Sorry we didn't let you know. We didn't know she had a boyfriend and she just woke up."

Peter's arms snake around my waist in a hug.

"It's a recent relationship so it's no surprise. No worries."

That made me pause.

"*meek* Lucy knew."

Brenda pouts.

"That girl...I swear, she'd forget her head if it weren't attached."

She runs a hand through her hair.

"Anyway, are you hungry, Peter? I made plenty."

"Not right now. But thank you."

I finish eating and hand the plate back to Brenda. She leaves to the kitchen as Peter nuzzles my hair.

"*meek* Sorry about Mr. Williams. I hope he didn't rough you up."

"Nah. It's nothing to worry about. Just curious as to why he got all rough in the first place. All I said was I was here to see you when he asked who I was."

"*meek* That's on me. With Lucy's promiscuity and my paranoia, I asked him to be wary of guys that say they come for me."

"Why's that?"

I shrink in his hold, getting his attention.

"Darling?"

I put my hands over his.

"*meek* Ms. Brenda..."

"Yes, sug...ar...?"

She turns and takes note of my nervousness.

"*meek* Peter can look after me if you want to leave."

It takes her a moment to get the hint.

"Sure, sugar, no problem. You spend time with your man. I'll be next door whipping up some more tasty goodies to fill your fridge with." 

"*meek* Thank you."

"I’ll let TK you’re being fed. Though...I'm not sure how hungry you'll be with that stud muffin there to satisfy your apatite."

Or she can misconstrue my intent and piss me off.

"*meek* Thanks."

Brenda leaves, but not before blowing a kiss and winking at Peter. I don't care for that at all. I snarl.

"Weird. Why would she tell TK anything?"

"*meek* That’s his step-mom."

He takes this info and rumbles a little bit much to my confusion. So I change the subject back to why I made her leave in the first place, leaning back on Peter to get his attention.

"*meek* So...I'll tell you why Mr. Willaims was being a gate guardian, but you gotta promise to not freak out."

His face grows worried.

"This doesn't have anything to do with your family, does it?"

"*meek* No. This isn't about them. This is about my trust issues."

Sensing some heavy shit, Peter lets me go and makes himself comfortable before pulling me into his lap.

"You don't have to say it if it bothers you."

"*meek* It doesn't bother me. I'm just scared this will be the baggage that'll make you want to leave."

His arms hold me close and he kisses my cheek.

"I told you already...I will never leave you. No matter what."

I can feel a tightness in my throat from the dread of bringing this up to him.

"*meek* Do you remember when we met? How jumpy and skeptical I was about your intent?"

"Yeah."

"*meek* The reason for that and why I don't let others be close to me is..."

I can feel my eyes water.

"*meek* When I was in seventh grade, three boys attempted to rape me. And then when I was fresh out of high school, a similar event happened at a public pool. Both times, I had managed to get out of it with nothing more than shitty memories. Though the one at school was bad. Not only did I have to fight those boys off...But the school compensated me for such trauma with museum tickets. Tickets that I still have."

His fingers dig into my sides, gripping me more to him.

"*meek* Since then, I've been less trusting of people. Building up walls to keep others away or dissociating altogether just to seem unapproachable. It's probably not healthy to do so yet it's how I feel safe. I've explained this to Mr. Williams and TK. They watch out for me because sometimes I'm not in the moment enough to see the red warning flags, especially when other stuff is pulling my focus."

I wipe my eyes and look up at him.

"*meek* Sorry again that I'm so messed up."

He leans down and presses his face to mine, no kiss, only contact.

"This world has been terribly cruel to you. I'm sorry."

I give him a little nuzzle.

"*meek* I'm so glad I let you into my life."

His hands ease up and start kneading my sides apologetically.

"I promise to do anything and everything to make up for all the bad things that happened to you."

"*meek* You don't have to do that."

"I know I don't have to. I WANT to. What kind of partner would that make me if I didn't try?"

I give him a smile as he plants a big smooch on my forehead only to pull back suddenly.

"Wow, you're warm. Poor thing, you really are sick."

He looks around and spies the bottle.

"Did you take that stuff already?"

I nod.

"Hmmm...Probably wouldn't be good to take more so soon. Oh!"

He moves me off him and gets up.

"*meek* What are you...?"

"Give me a second, darling."

I nod again and he does his thing. He has me move into the couch corner, tucks the pillow behind my neck, and drapes the blanket over me. He heads into the kitchen, gets a hand cloth then soaks it in cold water, and returns to me to put it on my forehead. To top it off, he grabs the TV remote before cuddling up to me under the cover.

"Since you're not stuck at work and we're still on for a date...How about we do yesterday's idea? We just watch some movies and spend time together."

I snuggle closer to him.

"*meek* I'd like that."

He slips his arm around my neck and has my head rest on his side.

"Don't worry if you nod off on me. I'll be right here the whole time."

"*meek* Even if you have to pee?"

"Heh...Okay, maybe not the whole time."

I snicker as he turns the TV on. Finding a good movie is a little hard. A lot of shit is on TV. Thankfully he finds some classic horror flicks. Yet to say we watch them would be lying. We mostly add our own commentary. Such things are said like "The killer just said they're in the house, fucking leave, you stupid bitch!" or "Dismemberment? Really? Hydrofluoric acid would easily get the job done, and is less tacky." or "You know there are things that want you dead and can hear you, right? Why did you think having a baby was such a good idea?! They have no volume control!" and "How dumb do they think people are? You call that weak shit restraining? Duct tape and zip-ties can be broken easily and you can wriggle out of rope. And don't get me started on if your double-jointed.". We apparently get loud enough to draw Lucy out of her room and joins us in watching. This creates some awkward tension, Lucy finds it annoying we keep talking and Peter is annoyed she inserted herself into our moment. Brenda pops in every now and then, dropping off large tupperware meals while offering to feed us. Right now though, we had stumbled upon the greatest Jim Henson movie ever...Labyrinth.

"*meek* I loved this movie as a kid."

"Really?"

"*meek* I never knew the name because I'd always catch it midway in. So trying to ask my mom what the name was like a crazy person describing a dream they had. Mom! What was that movie we saw last night? You remember, right? The one where the troll is helping a girl that's trying to get her baby brother back from the guy that turns into an owl and sings a lot."

Peter covers his mouth to keep from laughing.

"I remember this being the movie that was my sexual awaking."

We look at Lucy funny.

"The hell does that mean?"

"Heh...You'll see~."

It takes a moment for it to hit me what she means. The clue that did it...the appearance of David Bowie.

"*meek* Oh! I get it now."

Peter's still confused.

"I don't get it."

"*meek* Look at his pants."

With that, Peter now sees what we do...The reason the man was coined "Lord of the Bulge".

"The fu...And this was a kid movie?!"

"*meek* Yep. You come for Jim and his muppets."

"But stay for Bowie and his massive pants python."

"*meek* Eh, that's just eye candy. He's the best part of the movie. The story is insane, Sarah's a dumb bitch, the other side characters are meh, but Jareth the Goblin King...That's the reason this movie is a classic. He's just a really well-developed character."

"Oh, he's well developed alright~."

"*meek* Get your head out of the gutter for once. Jareth is complex. He's not the basic stereotypical villain. He's proud, clever, charming, and deceiving. He displays other traits, at some points even shows feelings toward Sarah as she progresses through his Labyrinth. By the end of the film, he is desperate to win, attempting to win Sarah over by offering her everything she wants, promising to be her slave in exchange for her love, fear, and obedience. He acts as the ring leader with his goblin subjects, expecting them to laugh at his jokes and quickly losing his patience with them. Despite the fact he treats his subjects poorly, they continue to serve him and obey him without question. He appears weary of their antics and often seems more interested in following Sarah's progress in one of his crystals than interacting with them. Despite Jareth showing no signs of anger at Sarah's rejection in the film, the Return to Labyrinth series depicts Jareth as a sore loser in the wake of Sarah's victory, unable to accept his defeat at the hands of a young girl. He appears to be very domineering when given the opportunity, with his main goal following Sarah's defeat of him being able to make her forget her own dreams and bend to his will. However, due to the fact that he lets her leave to follow her dreams at the end of the series, this proves Jareth truly does love Sarah...Even if his love means utterly dominating her."

I am met with stares.

"You're such a nerd."

"*meek* And proud of it!"

"Nerds are hot~."

"*meek* Daww..."

"Wait, so there's a sequel?"

"*meek* Kinda. There is a script being made for a film. Not sure who could ever play Jareth since Bowie died. Those are some tight pants to fill. But the story has been continued in multiple mangas."

"...Do you have any?"

I shake my head.

"*meek* I wish. But I don't have the funds to splurge like that. Oh! And the Dark Crystal mangas too. Pretty much anything Jim Henson in manga form is on my wishlist."

"Sorry to hear that, darling. It's a shame you have to work so hard because you have a roommate that's taking you for granted."

The salty tone Peter uses cuts into Lucy who is none too happy about that.

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Must I be blunt, dead-weight? Little Miss 'I've spent all my money on crack, pay my rent for me again?'"

Whoa! Damn, Peter, where the fuck is this coming from? Granted, he's not entirely wrong. But still!

"Hey! Eat my ass, you little twig!"

...That was the stupidest comeback I think I've heard since kindergarten.

"No thanks. I don't eat out sluts who might be carrying something."

Okay, this is getting way too crazy. Time to stop it before real fighting happens.

"*meek* Both of you, knock it off."

"Hey, he started it!"

"*meek* Does it look like I give a fuck who started it?"

I point at Peter.

"*meek* I know what you meant and I know you care, but the way you said it was very rude."

He pouts and I point at Lucy.

"*meek* And you, without giving me any reason for why, have been making me bleed myself dry each month. That, and you know Mr. Williams isn't cool with drugs or constant night visitors, but you do both. That puts my ass on the line, not just yours."

She's offended and startled that I'm suddenly on her like this.

"Don't jump on me just 'cause your stupid boyfriend is here."

I glare harshly.

"*meek* Bitch, I'm jumping on you because I work three fucking shifts plus overtime at a shitty job where I'm treated like dirt because you won't pay your end. Fuck, all I want is an explanation. Give me one damn reason why you can't even buy us food? Because living off the kindness of others is fucking pathetic and degrading. Please, Lucy? That's all I'm asking. Just one reason."

She's flustered. I've kept my mouth shut these last three months but Peter's call-out got a ball rolling that just couldn't be stopped...not without shoving someone in the path. She sighs as she rubs her face and then grips the couch cushions.

"Fine..."

Wait, really?!

"Do you remember my friend, Vio?"

Vio? Shit! Why do I suck at remembering people?!

"*meek* Can you give me a hint?"

"Split pierced tongue and full-body snake tattoo."

"*meek* Oh! Vio! Cool dude. What about him?"

"He got into some trouble around the time we got the apartment. I've been paying off his bail since then."

My brain shuts down. Peter speaks up.

"But you don't have a job. How are you getting money to pay his bail?"

She averts her eyes from us and avoids answering.

"*meek* Lulu...Why didn't say anything?"

"I'm used to doing things on my own. My parents were assholes. Dad was abusive and mom was on crystal meth. Ever since I was a kid, I pretty much raised myself. One night they had a really violent fight and I just ran away. So when we got this place, I meant it when I signed the lease agreement to pay half. But then Vio got arrested and I didn't want to admit to you that I needed help."

Peter growls.

"So you make her work so hard she gets sick?"

"I've been trying to get a real job. For four months I've been filling out applications. I go to interviews all the time. They just never call me back. But...*sigh* You're not wrong. I've been an ass to make her carry everything because I'm too fucking scared to let a friend know I fucked up. Which is why...I'm gonna apply to work at the diner with her."

Ow! My heart!

"I've managed to scrounge up enough to pay the last bit of his bail off. Once that's done, I'm paying you back everything I've made you give."

She finally looks at me and her eyes are filled with tears about to burst.

"Can you forgive me?"

This bitch...Argh...My achy breaky bleeding heart!

"*meek* ...Get your dumb ass over here and hug me."

I'm forgiving, yes...But I didn't say I wasn't still pissed about it. She slowly comes over to me.

"You must really be mad. I've never seen you like this before."

"*meek* I'm not mad..."

I grab her arm and pull her into an awkwardly bent hug and scowl at the back of her head.

"*meek* I'm disappointed you didn't think I'd understand."

She trembles a bit and I pat her back to affirm we're going to be okay. I look over at Peter, his stare on Lucy is one that could kill, but the second he sees me it becomes softer yet still holding some angst. I let her go.

"*meek* When are you getting him out?"

She wipes her eyes.

"*sniffle* I...I can do it tonight."

"*meek* Tell him that beasty says hi and punch his shoulder. He'll know why."

She gives a small laugh.

"Are you ever going to tell me why he calls you that?"

I wag a disapproving finger.

"*meek* A girl should never reveal all their secrets. You'll have to find out why on your own like he did."

I give a wink and blep my tongue. She heads back to her room for I guess what she needs. Peter's arm around me squeezes my arm.

"You're being rather forgiving."

"*meek* Don't mistake this as me just forgiving her. I understand her situation. After how many times I've had to lose my things to pawn shops just to give mom commissary or bail her out...*sigh* She'll be repaying me for a while. That's more than most have offered in my life."

Lucy comes back out, purse on her shoulder, and heads out the door with a thumbs up. I give her one back and wait a moment before continuing.

"*meek* You don't like her, do you?"

He flinches.

"*meek* Sorry. I don't feel well enough to beat around the bush."

He rubs the back of his head.

"It's just...You don't deserve to struggle any more than you already had to put up with. You're so nice and kind. I don't want you to be taken advantage of by some drugged-up whore that dares to call you a friend yet walks all over you."

His biting words have me looking flatly at him.

"*meek* Careful, sweetie. You're towing a dangerous line."

He holds in what he wants to say. Choosing his next words carefully.

"If I were your roommate, I'd treat you with the respect you deserve. I'd never put you through this crap. I'm stable, financially set, and loyal to a fault. If I were your roommate, you'd never have to work again. Hell, you could use me as a footstool for all I care! Just as long as I was with you and knew you were okay..."

His words peter out as my vision blurs with moisture. His dedication touches my heart.

"Shit! Darling, please don't cry. I...I..."

I silence him with a light kiss. His eyes widen as I pull away.

"*meek* Don't put me on such a tall pedestal. I'm afraid of heights."

He snorts a small laugh.

"God, you're too cute sometimes."

"*meek* Honestly, sweetie, you flatter the hell out of me."

I hold his hand, giving him some assurance.

"Just being honest with you, darling. It...It's nice being able to talk to you and know you'll hear me out."

He smiles and laces his fingers with mine. A shift in the movie's music gets my attention. The ballroom scene plays.

"Man...Looks like Eyes Wide Shut had a baby with Beauty and the Beast."

"*meek* The 80s were a gloriously trippy time. Back when kids movies would scar you for life and yet you will defend them to the death because they were so damn good."

Sarah and Jareth dance as the song "As The World Falls Down" plays. It reminds me of how Peter and I danced at the diner...minus the creepy masked weirdos and elegant setting.

"*meek* To think this film would've been completely different if they didn't manage to get Bowie to play Jareth. We really dodged a bullet in this timeline."

"Oh yeah?"

"*meek* Bowie was their first choice, they had him in mind from the start because they wanted his music and cosmic allure. But dear lord, the second and third choices for the role...Sting and Michael Jackson."

I shiver and he cringes.

"Yeah, I don't think this would be as good if they went that route."

"*meek* Ah, Bowie, truly a star the world will never see shine again."

"You have a thing for him, don't ya?"

I look at him funny.

"It's fine. I can't get jealous over a dead man."

"*meek* No. Bowie was just a really awesome dude. I will always hype him up. If anything, I dig Jareth."

"Aren't they the same person?"

"*meek* I can separate the character from the actor. Even so, I'm not like Lucy. I don't like someone based on looks. I'm into personality. It's why I usually crush on villain characters. Their more developed and have motives that can be understood. Take the main characters in Labyrinth for example. How deep is Sarah? All we know is she's a whiny brat that doesn't like her family situation, even though it's a totally fine family, and cosplays fantasy novels in the park to her dog. Jareth on the other hand, he's built up throughout the film and we see his motives change as Sarah draws closer. You want to know about him. You want to learn his story. But Sarah? Oh yeah, a moody teenager that wished away her baby bro is totally who I want to follow."

"Huh. Good point. That, and my sister's name is Sarah, so I already hate her. But..."

He pokes my cheek.

"Don't think I didn't forget you called his bulge eye candy."

I blush.

"*meek* I meant HE was the eye candy. Hell, the man sparkled like he was dipped in sugar. And not in the garbage Twilight way. *grumble* Fucking, Twilight, ruining vampires and werewolves with shitty soulless trash. Why did people like that and then thought 50 Shades of Grey, a poor excuse of Twilight fanfiction, was the pinnacle of epicness?! Argh! People have no taste!"

His lips curve in a devious smirk.

"So...What if I wore those tights and you saw my bulge?"

I pause my angst to think. Hmmm...Peter dressed as the Goblin King? Picturing it...processing...Oh, fuck! My increased blushing gets him grinning.

"I love that look you have, darling..."

He cups my cheek and leans in.

"If it so pleases you, I can be your Goblin King."

He ends that with a breathy voice and the chills that run through me at the feel of his tongue sliding across my neck are too good to be true.

*click*

"Oh my!"

Brenda walks in at the worst moment. Why does everyone have to be around when I'm with Peter?!

"S-So sorry. I was just making sure everyone was okay."

I doubt Brenda hears it, but Peter is growling lowly enough that I can feel the vibrations.

"*meek* We're good. Thanks."

She leaves embarrassed and Peter turns his attention back to me, changing the subject since the mood got spoiled.

"So...Do I have to 'find out' on my own, darling?"

Find out on your what? Oh! Right. I said that to Lucy.

"*meek* Nah, I'll tell ya. Vio calls me beasty because he heard me make animal sounds once."

His eyes cock.

"Really?"

"*meek* I watched a lot of nature documentaries as a kid and found out I have a flexible vocal range. Heh, doing so made some sounds my default for some things. Like, if I get hurt or scared I'll yelp and whimper like a puppy."

"Awww..."

"*meek* I also don't have a scream."

He looks at me funny.

"How so?"

"*meek* Don't get me wrong, I can intimate screams. But I lack my own. Instead, I roar."

His eyes widen like an excited child.

"...Can I hear it?

I hold a finger up and rub my throat. I don't do this as often as I used to so it can hurt. I inhale and let out the deep inhuman noise. It's a weird sound that reverberates through both my throat and nose. It tappers out as I go into a coughing fit. Peter has to smack my back a couple of times as I try not to hack up a lung.

"Breathe, darling, breathe."

"*coughing* Water...please..."

He bolts to fetch me a drink and I reach for the medicine bottle, pouring a dosage to gulp down. I'm coughing for a different reason by the time he returns and I chug the drink to dilute the nasty flavor sticking on my tongue.

"Better?"

A few shaky breaths calm me down.

"*meek* Yeah. Thanks."

My head is a little dizzy after all that. A chill moves through me from top to bottom.

"Darling? You don't look so well."

"*meek* I don't feel so good..."

"Just lay down. You're in no shape to push yourself."

I wobble a bit and hit the cushions with the grace of a drunken bear.

"Don't worry, love. I'm not going anywhere. I'm gonna be with you all night."

He lays with me and holds me to him, my face in his chest. That scent of his floods my senses. The haze making it hard to stay conscious. The last thing I can understand before everything shuts down are the best lines in the entire movie.

"Give me the child."

"Sarah, beware. I have been generous up until now. But I can be cruel."

"Generous? What have you done that's generous?"

"Everything! Everything that you wanted I have done. You asked that the child be taken. I took him. You cowered before me, I was frightening. I have reordered time. I have turned the world upside down, and I have done it all for you! I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. Isn't that generous?"

"Through dangers untold. And hardships unnumbered. I have fought my way here to the castle; beyond the goblin city, to take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom..."

"Stop! Wait...Look, Sarah. Look what I'm offering you. Your dreams."

"And my kingdom as great..."

"I ask for so little. Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want."

"My kingdom as great...damn. I can never remember that line."

"Just fear me. Love me. Do as I say, and I will be your slave."

"My kingdom is great...my kingdom is great...You have no power over me!"

…

Strange flashes in my mind. Glimpses of things I don't recognize. A figure looming near me. Touching and clawing at my form. I call out for aid but have no mouth. This shadow is devouring me. Taking me to a place from which there is no escape. I weep but have no eyes. I thought I could see yet I was truly blind. And then...

"*gasp*"

I wake in a panic and hear startled shuffling. I only get a quick look at Peter from the kitchen haphazardly catching a knife that was tossed in shock. He comes over and rubs my back.

"Easy, darling. Settle down. It was only a dream."

My shaking slows down and my breathing settles.

"*meek* Only...a dream..."

"Let me get you something to eat. Your dietary habits probably didn't mix well with the medicine."

I nod and he walks away. I don't get dreams like that. Sure, they can fucking weird like that time I was being forced to marry Jason Voorhees when I was really in love with Michael Myers. Or that one random reoccurring one where a man in a chocolate bunny suit playing a ukulele and follows me where ever I go. Yet then there are the random ones that seem too real and then happen in real life later on. Why I can never dream up the winning lottery numbers still pisses me off. But that...That one...That felt wrong. Despite the oddness, it felt tangible. Like real hands were touching me. I...I shouldn't have brought up the rape attempts. Fucking brain made it 100% worse than what actually happened by just being creatively imaginative.

"Lynsie?"

I shake my thoughts away and try to smile for him.

"*meek* I'm okay...Just clearing my mind. Still not feeling so good."

He hands me a plate and then feels my forehead.

"You're not as warm as before. Another dosage might help kick it for good."

I nod again, just going along with things till the unease goes away. He picks up on this but keeps quiet, pouring my now third dose of yucky brew. I'm still sort of out of it, so he ends up bringing it to my lips and tilting my head back so it goes down.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I shake my head and start eating.

"Was that bad, huh? My poor, sun spot."

He sits behind me and holds me to him.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

I shake my head.

"*meek* You being here is enough."

He sighs but in a good way.

"*meek* Did Lucy come home yet?"

"No."

His hold ends as I feel him play with my hair.

"*meek* Why did you have a knife when I woke up?"

"Just putting things away after doing the dishes. Brenda might make good food but she forgot to clean up. And since you're not feeling well, I figured I'd help my darling out by doing a few things here and there."

He's too good to be true.

"*meek* You're amazing."

He chuckles and continues to have his fun with my hair. Teasing the scrunchie lower and lower, gauging if I'll stop him. I don't and he lets my hair flow freely.

"So long...How long did this take to grow?"

"*meek* Not long. It's only been cut maybe five times."

"Why cut it?"

"*meek* The first time was because it was too long. I'd sit on it and my neck would be pulled back if I tried to stand. The second was because it was knotting badly. The third was a normal haircut. The fourth time, my sister told me she was going to snip the tips to get rid of split ends...she cut up to my shoulders. And the fifth and last time, I did it as a symbolic way of cutting away my past."

"That's cool."

His fingers comb through my locks, taking his time to undo any knot he finds with a gentle finesse that has me barely feeling any of it.

"Must get really hot around your neck. That's why you tie it up, right?"

"*meek* Yeah. How did you know?"

"I used to have long hair too. Not as long as yours, I think it reached the middle of my back, but it was thick. On hot days it was murder. Like walking on the sun and drinking lava bad."

I tilt my head back to look at him. Hmmm...Peter with hair?

"What? What's with that look?"

"*meek* Trying to picture you with hair. But not enough detail is known to get a good image."

He blushes.

"*meek* What's your hair color?"

"B-Black."

Nope. Still can't picture it.

"*meek* Got a photo?"

His entire body tenses up.

"N-No! I mean...All those old photos were lost in a bizarre fire accident. S-Sorry, darling."

I pout and return to finishing off my meal.

"*meek* Shame. I bet you were just as cute as you are now."

A weak sound comes from him. No clue what it means. Either way, another plate of pasta fills my belly and he returns to messing with my hair.

"You don't mind me like this, right?"

I move the plate to the coffee table.

"*meek* Like what?"

"You know...Bald."

"*meek* Hair or no hair, it doesn't matter. I like you for you."

His hands comb their way to my scalp and start massaging. God that feels good.

"Are you purring?"

I nod.

"That's hot."

I giggle.

"*meek* I could get used to this."

"What's that?"

"*meek* Being happy."

He stops and I turn to face him.

"*meek* Thank you for being my boyfriend."

I lean into him for a kiss and he eagerly makes the connection.

"I can't believe this is happening. Tell me I'm not dreaming."

"*meek* Heh. Is it really so hard to believe? Am I not allowed to enjoy quality couple time with my Peter?"

His face reddens a bit and his more bashful side comes out.

"Y-Yeah. Heh...I just sometimes forget because, well..."

"*meek* What?"

"You're Ace. And I want to respect the level system you made."

Smack! This boy is too pure for my soul to comprehend!

"I know I border the line sometimes. I don't mean to make you uncomfortable just because I want a little more. But you have no idea how hard it is to be full of these feelings and urges. How hard it is to not smother you with kisses till our lips are swollen. To touch you and feel your soft skin. To hold you and breathe in your sweet scent. Seeing you makes my heart want to burst...among...other things."

He takes my hands in his, holding them tightly like they're a lifeline.

"Sometimes I get so worked up even when you're at work. Seeing you in that cute uniform...Watching you be strong and not take the bull others throw at you...God, it gets me going to the point I want nothing more than to bend you over the counter and fuck you in front of everyone, letting them know you belong to me and I to you."

I can feel all sorts of heat flooding me.

"I hope I'm not creeping you out by being so forward. But even you said trust is important in a relationship. And you have been so honest with me. Telling me things you don't let just anyone know. I owe you that same trust. I owe you my love in all its glory. Even if it's just me telling you about it."

He softly kisses my hands, a gentle and vulnerable look on his face.

"I love you, Lynsie. Everything and anything I do, I do for you and our love."

My heart is in overdrive. So much blood is being pumped that my brain locks on that last bit and loads the first thing it connects to it.

"*meek* ♪Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for. You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for. You know it's true. Everything I do. I do it for you.♫"

The look of his face, blank yet blushing, it snaps me back out of it.

"*meek* Did I just do something dumb? I feel like I did something dumb."

I blink and in the next second, he's grabbed my face then smashed his mouth into mine. Such intensity. Even now, with as much passion he's putting into it to the point my breath is stolen, he's holding back. After a good solid minute, he pulls back just enough for us to be rubbing noses.

"*lustful shudder* Darling..."

My lord, why does he sound so fucking hot like this?!

"What can we do while at level two?"

Oh...Oh shit...SHIT!

"*meek* Uh..."

Think! He's been an absolute dream. Putting up with your crap and not being scared off by your past. You owe him something reasonable.

"Don't force yourself if it makes you uncomfortable."

"*meek* I'm fine. Really. I told you before that I'm willing to try for you. I'm just...Really nervous. I've never done this before and I don't want you to have a bad time because I don't know what I'm doing."

I'm fiddling with my hands bashfully to keep composed. He on the other hand looks like he's about to lose his mind. I really need to filter how I say things.

"*gulp* W-What exactly do you w-want to do?"

I don't know how to say it in a normal way. So...I default to game speak.

"*meek* Level two, kissing perk upgrade, advance skill."

I can see the gears turning in his head. Just to make it a little clear what I mean, I stick my tongue out a little. When he finally gets it, his eyes widen and his pupils dilate like crazy.

"Are you sure?"

I don't have enough courage to speak and do this. I merely nod.

"Positive?"

Why are you asking so much? That's making me think twice with doubt!

"*meek* Peter, please..."

"Sorry, sorry...I'll stop. I just want to make one thing clear."

He grabs my waist and I freeze.

"My tongue is very sensitive. Things might get...intense."

That...That explains a few things now that I think of it.

"*meek* ...Understood."

I shut my eyes and wait, not being able to do the deed myself. The anticipation is nerve-wracking. Suddenly I can feel him kiss my nape and slowly makes his way up to my jawline. I'm beginning to think my neck is a sensitive spot because I'm trembling lightly. I peek and meet his gaze, my cheeks burning red much to his delight.

"You look so captivating, darling. Please...Don't look away."

His voice is laced with such desire that it sways control from me. I keep my eyes open and on him.

"Good girl."

I shudder when his mouth meets mine and my hands wearily rest on his shoulders. His lips, the sensation they spark in me, it's like the sweetest of tastes and realizing I'll never get enough. I try to copy his motions and it sets him off, kissing me harder, deeper, with a fervent urgent need that elitist such raw sounds from the both of us.

"*panting* I can't wait to taste you..."

He brushes his tongue over my bottom lip, requesting entrance.

"I bet you're delicious~"

"*meek shudder* Fuck that's hot."

That ego-boosting blurt out has him swelling with pride and he hungrily claims his prize. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding. It’s nothing like I've ever experienced, and I suddenly understand why people describe kissing as melting because every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers grip his shirt, pulling him closer. My veins throb and my heart explodes. I have never wanted anyone or thing like this before. Ever. Lost in the moment, I don't resist the pull of his hands as they guide me to him, getting me to straddle his lap and pressing as close as possible to his body...and I don’t care. I don't care about any of the negativity my brain was pushing on me. Gone is the nervousness. Gone is the shyness. Gone is the anxiety. Gone is the fear. All I want is Peter.

"*moan* Oooh darling..."

"*meek purr* Yes, dearest?"

"Roll your hips for me."

"*meek* How so?"

His needy hands grip me and move my lower half as he sees fit, setting the motion that I am to follow as his own hips grind up into me. I feel him...all of him...getting harder and pressed against me. Only kept apart by fabric and respect. A strange new sensation comes of this, almost breaking the foggy trance he's put me in. His hands leave my now moving hips and are roaming everywhere they can, feeling me like the blind reading braille. And it doesn’t matter that his mouth is already on top of mine or that his long suffocating tongue is mapping every move it can make with mine, I want him closer. I want to breathe him, lick him, feel him, love him. ...I love him. I actually love this man. I love Peter.

I stop and he whimpers from the sudden end.

"Darling? What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

I release my grip on him to gently hold his face.

"*meek* I love you."

Now it is he who looks like he was smacked...love smacked.

*click*

We look at the door to see Don just barely peeking in, I guess it's his turn to check in on me. He takes one look and gets frazzled in a calm way. The silence has him shutting the door and yet we can hear him grumbling to himself from the other side.

"I need to get my freaking head examined..."

It takes a good minute for Peter to sigh a growl and try to rub the annoyance off his face.

"This wouldn't happen if we were living together at my place."

At this point, I have to agree with him. Is there a bell that goes off to summons people whenever we get just a little bit heated?

"*meek* At this point it's even bugging me."

He cocks his brow.

"Really?"

I nod.

"*meek* I mean, you'd think we could enjoy a tender moment in peace without someone walking in."

"Well...You could always move in with me."

Wait...Is he serious?

"*meek* I...Wow...No lie...Very tempting."

"What's stopping you?"

"*meek* I'm signed in for year here. If I leave before that time, that's a huge amount of money I can't pay off even if I sold everything in this place. Like, I'm talking nearly five grand."

He pouts.

"But, and bear with me, say I could hypothetically pay that off. Would you move in then?"

I have to think about this. If I were to remain here, I have to still deal with Lucy and all her crud even if she says she'll get her act together. Yet if I go with Peter...I get Peter. Argh...This is tough.

"I've been telling Rat about you. She's excited to have a mom. Someone to spend time with her while I'm working in another room."

Oh, you playing dirty now?

"*meek* Bringing the baby into this? Low blow, sir."

He snickers.

"Worth a shot. But...Would you?"

I sigh.

"*meek* That's a big step, sweetie. We've only been dating for less than a week and that sounds like a level four or, at the minimum, mid-level three type deal. And we've only just breached unlocking level three."

His face saddens.

"Oh. I guess I was asking a bit too much too..."

Realization hits.

"W-Wait! Level three unlocked?!"

I nod and he embraces me tightly, making me snicker till I'm reminded of the rather stiff rod pressing into me.

"*meek* E-Easy now. You don't want to hurt yourself."

His face reddens but his excitement never fades.

"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of that later. I'm just so happy. Not only did we reach another relationship level, but..."

He smothers me in an intensely deep kiss.

"I got to hear you tell me that you love me~."

The coo in his voice sends me into bashful mode. I hide in his neck and he pets my head.

"I love you, Lynsie."

"*meek* ...I love you too, Peter."

He purrs. And I try to ignore the poking and twitching between my legs.

"So..."

Uh oh.

"What does level three unlock? If it's okay to ask. Unless you still need to think about it, I don't want to put you on the spot or anything."

A little late there.

"*meek* I still need to think about it. I haven't had the free time to get that far in thought. Not with all the crap that's happened, you know?"

"Understood. Just take your time. I can wait."

He truly is a sweetheart. I kiss his neck and settle into him as comfortably as I can with his boner still raging. Seriously, how is he not in pain? Isn't it driving him crazy? Do I not know how dicks work? So many questions! Ugh...I shouldn't dwell on such things. I'll end up with some weird fucking dreams.

"Getting sleepy?"

"*meek* I could probably go for another nap."

I move off him and he hisses ever so faintly from the lost contact.

"*meek* Go take care of your friend, sweetie. I'll be here and ripe for cuddles when you come back."

He rubs the back of his head with an embarrassed snicker.

"Okay. But just so you know..."

He leans into my ear and speaks with a breathy sly tone.

"I'll be thinking of you the whole time~."

I hide in my hands and he heads to the bathroom with proud laughter. Damn him and his ability to fluster the shit out of me with ease!

I undo the comfy corner he made and set it up for sleep. Maybe if I let my mind wander I can think about stuff better. Wow, what kind of sentence was that? My head must really be messed up. Being sick sucks so much ass! I shut my eyes.

Maybe level three could be a more intimate level? Like touch-related stuff. It probably won't kill me to let him feel my boobs. So would that mean clothes removal would be an optional perk? I'll limit that to just the base layer and underwear stays on. Wait...So if I grant him boob access...What does mean for me? Oh...Oh shit! Uh, change the train of thought! Change it now! Stop thinking about his dick! Stop it!

I battle myself for while till Peter comes back. The power of his cuddles does wonders to put me at ease. Making it all the easier to go gently into that goodnight.

…

Ugh...My head...My head is killing me. I stir from slumber in the dead of night. The room is completely dark. Feeling around, I can't find Peter and just assume he's gone to the bathroom. Still, I can't wait on him to deal with this pain. Where did Don leave the aspirin? Standing up proves a poor choice, the pressure grows in intensity and just about every part of me scrunches up. I know the living room layout but still have to feel around to avoid hitting things. This has got to be the worst headache I've ever had. I make it to the kitchen when the pain gets to be too much. I'm bracing the counter for my life just to keep standing. Fuck...Fuck...Don't fall...Don't you fucking fall...Don't give in...Don't...

Sudden touches on my back have my yelp in shock.

"Shhh...Easy, darling, it's just me."

As relieving as Peter's return is I'm on the verge of tears and trembling.

"You're shaking. What's wrong?"

All I can do is whimper.

"Do you need medicine?"

I have no clue if he can see me, maybe he can what with his eyeshine, but I nod as softly as possible to avoid shaking my brain.

"Okay, uh...Let me just..."

I hear the rattle of a bottle and his hand comes to my mouth.

"Take these, dear. They'll take all the pain away."

I do as told in the hope of sweet healing. Two tablets pop into my mouth and he helps me stagger over to the sink, I shove my face in the facet stream for something to wash them down.

"My, someone's thirsty."

I pull myself from the water and shut it off.

"*meek* Thank you, sweetie."

"Think nothing of it, darling. I'm just happy to be of help."

I attempt to turn around to hug him but my body suddenly feels extremely weighted. My sense of balance is fading quickly. I know this feeling well...My body is shutting down. But this is happening way too fast to be normal. What did he give me?

"*meek* S-Something's wrong."

My body caves to whatever tablets I took. Legs giving out as gravity takes hold and I brace for impact. I'd be in worse pain if it hadn't been for Peter. His arms catch me and wrap themselves around me in a loving embrace against his body...yet it doesn't feel right. My mind is racing almost as fast as his heartbeat. Is he as freaked out as me? Is he panicking that he gave me the wrong meds? Please, let that be the reason why.

"*slurring* Pe...P-Peter..."

His arms tighten around me as my full weight drops on him.

"Don't worry, Lynsie..."

He nuzzles my cheek before kissing it and purring in my ear.

"I'm going to take good care of you~."

Realization kicks in and the exact nature of the situation sinks in completely...He's drugged me.

Panic mode kicks in and what little adrenaline I can muster is used to struggle from his arms. But he doesn't let up, not even once, he's too strong. Fear is overtaking me. Trauma coming back like it's still fresh. I fight the best I can under this paralyzing effect, punching, kicking, clawing, stomping. Clearly I'm hitting him yet my strength is utterly drained, so each attack has negative damage output. I know I'm doing poorly when he lightly chuckles and kisses the top of my head.

"Let's get you to bed, love."

I give up on fighting. I can't do anything. Everything is failing. Even my crying is weak.

"No no, darling. No tears. I'll be with you all night. Even in your dreams."

Damn it...Why? Why did you do this? I thought you cared! I thought you loved me!

"*slurred* I...trus...ted...you..."

I feel him scoop me into his arms like a bride and I want to vomit at the knowledge he's taking me to my room. I'm going to be ruined. And by him of all people. Why? Why Peter? Why did I love you?

My breathing slows to a crawl. Thought is stopping. My eyes close. And the darkness consumes me.

…

(He places you down on the bed with loving care)

(Admiring you as he has done for months now)

(Slowly he spreads your legs and crawls between them)

(The night is still young and he is far from done being with you)

(You are in for a very rough night)

(Sweet dreams)

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