A while ago I commissioned the wonderful @yoshitsuno for this regency/Bridgerton inspired piece of Sharp and MC & I received the final piece today! Safe to say this exceed all my expectations & I am so so happy with how this turned out!
Merci, Micah! Your work is absolutely stunning & I am beyond impressed with your skill, talent and dedication. I love this so much & I am so thankful you made all my wishes come true 💗💗
✨ To anyone looking for an artist to commission, I can highly recommend @yoshitsuno ! Her work is absolutely incredible and she’s a wonderful person all around 💗 This was a 10/10 experience - 100% will do it again!! ✨
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@steddielovemonth Day 2: Love is... Bodies touching, whether it's soft cuddles or sliding together towards orgasm (Prompt by @eyesofshinigami)
wc: 349 | Rated: T for suggestive language (all the spicy stuff has already happened *wink wonk) | tw: None
Tags: Cuddling, Aftercare (-ish)
Eddie isn’t sure how long he has been staring at Steve’s Little League trophy. But he’s just about certain he is now inspecting it so closely – even from the distance of the sweaty comfort of Steve’s bed and tight embrace – that it needs dusting.
Their breathing has evened out now, bare chests pressed together and moving in perfect sync.
Steve is tucked between the crook of Eddie’s neck and a rather crumpled pillow as they lay together, legs intertwined amongst twisted bedsheets.
Eddie runs a delicate finger up Steve’s back, moving over the scars that rise and fall like valleys and sweeping hills as he continues to stare ahead.
He isn’t sure if Steve is even asleep yet. The guy usually conks out after a few minutes. But his body still feels tense – as if he is clinging onto Eddie like a liferaft.
Plus he isn’t snoring at the volume of a lawn mower directly in his ear either.
“Steve?” he whispers.
“Hrmpf?”
He puffs out the sweetest little sigh, his breath ghosting across Eddie's shoulder.
“Are you okay?” he says, unsuccessfully hiding a gulp and a sniffle.
Tonight was quiet and slow. Tender and painfully gentle.
They get like that sometimes.
And it’s a lot – during and after. Enough that Steve got a little teary as they were lazily cleaning up enough to fall against the mattress in a heap. Enough that Eddie feels tears prickling up now as he thinks about this very new and overwhelming desire to clean Steve’s bedroom.
But he’ll have to be brave and dare ask where the vacuum is first.
Steve loosens his grip, lifting his head just enough so Eddie can get a look at him.
His eyes are hooded, sleepy of course. Eddie can feel a barely-receded blush creep back up his cheeks as Steve’s eyes search his teary own.
“Yeah,” Steve answers, giving a small smile, “Are you okay?”
He detangles himself enough to reach his hand up and swipe a thumb under Eddie’s eye, catching a stray tear.
Eddie nods and pulls Steve closer.
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Desta- Paladin of the Kind Wayfarers, Reluctant Daughter of Galawain
Another amazing wild card commission from @mellifera38, this time featuring my nature godlike Watcher, Desta! Thank you again, she’s spectacular!
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