It is funny that i have a type. Every of my husband’s haves:
- something to do with fire
- have lost someone dear to them
- is very protective
- helpful and sweet
- Badass
- most importantly: A MAN
They’re all connected somehow!
PS: they are all father figures :3
𝜗℘ feat. rafayel, xavier, zayne, sylus, caleb.
— 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋
The morning sun poured through the window of his studio, painting streaks of gold over scattered sketches and half-finished canvases.
You didn’t mean to steal it; his white shirt had been draped over the back of a chair, smelling faintly of paint and his cologne. You slipped it on just to stay warm while he stepped out for coffee.
"You want me to do...what?" Zayne stares at you as if you'd grown a second head, a reaction you'd expected.
"It's called No Nut November! I think the name is pretty intuitive." You tease, though the confused expression on his face doesn't fade. With a grin, you explain the challenge.
"So, you're proposing we go the entire month without having sex. And what is the purpose of this challenge?" He crosses his arms, not nearly as amused as you are.
“Well it’s just for fun! Aren’t you curious to see how long you can go without orgasming?”
“Why would I be curious about such a thing when I’m with you?” He steps closer to you, eyes beginning to darken. Still, you don’t let it go.
“You’re always testing your endurance aren’t you?” You smile extra sweetly as his chest nearly brushes yours, caging you against the kitchen counter.
“I suppose this would test your endurance as well…” A flicker of competitiveness flares in Zayne’s eyes, and you know you have him.
“Exactly! So, how about we make this interesting? If you can last longer than me, I’ll do anything you want for a whole day, but if I win…you do anything I want for a day.” It’s an intriguing proposal, one you know he’ll go for.
“Alright. Though I doubt this will be a struggle for either of us.” He smiles, though you note the slight tightness in his pants. Apparently just talking about sex was enough to get Zayne going. You’ll file that away for later.
“Oh totally. We’ll probably make it the whole month!”
He doesn’t last a week.
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⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟏 .. he loves to ease it in slowly and watch your reaction to
him stretching you out
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟐 .. you spend all morning teasing him while he's at work
so he HAS to come home on his lunch break and
teach you a lesson
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟑 .. it's time for the doctor to get a full body examination
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟒 .. the doctor prescribed spanks for being a naughty girl
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟓 .. how days off are usually spent together because they
can be rare with your busy schedules
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟔 .. even when he's tired from work he'll still let you use him
any way you want
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟕 .. how the majority of your appointments with doctor
zayne will typically end
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟖 .. you pushed him a little too hard while he was trying to
work and now he's got you bent in front of him
⋆ ꒰ 𝟎𝟗 .. you're at another banquet and zayne couldn't take his
eyes off you all night that a secret bathroom meeting
was mandatory
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟎 .. he's supposed to be getting work done but you present
yourself like this and he can't help but get distracted
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟏 .. soft morning sex before he has to go play a big meanie
for the rest of the day
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟐 .. he's driving you home after a date but the sexual
tension takes over
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟑 .. zayne who loves to admire how wet you get for him
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟒 .. sometimes he needs caleb's help to take care of their
special girl ft caleb xia
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟓 .. he's working late cause he's a doctor, and you look so
cute when you're bent over
⋆ ꒰ 𝟏𝟔 .. he said it's time for your bi-daily inspection
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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒/𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: smut.ᐟ 1.2k.ᐟ unprotected sex (caleb & sylus).ᐟ cunnilingus (zayne).ᐟ squirting.ᐟ squirt play (caleb & zayne).ᐟ nipple play (sylus).ᐟ mirror sex (sylus).ᐟ overstimulation.ᐟ profanities.ᐟ caleb is a tease.ᐟ they're freaky here.ᐟ
𝐌𝐒. 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐘'𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: guess who multitasked? (writing this while studying for midterms lol). ME!
@medicli a hangover cure for you babe
Zayne had a bad day.
Everything had gone wrong. It rained during his run, he forgot to bring his lunch, and his favourite scrub nurse called out sick. By the time he manages to drag himself home, he's so tired he doesn't even have the energy to warm up the dinner you'd made for him.
"Hi Zaynie." You smile when you see him. You're curled up in bed, book in hand, the warm lamp light illuminating your face. A small part of him relaxes. No matter how bad a day he had, at least he got to come home to you.
He doesn't have the energy to respond just yet. You don't seem to mind as he undresses in silence, pulling on a pair of pyjama pants. He forgoes a shirt. Joining you in bed, he tugs you close to him. Your book lays forgotten on the nightstand as he settles on top of you.
You're so warm, even in the t-shirt and shorts you sleep in. He presses his face into the crook on your neck, the smell of your lotion easing his racing heart. But still, the contact isn't enough. His hands slip under your shirt and, though his intent was really only to hold your waist, you sit up to pull the fabric off.
It's exactly what he needs. He hugs you tightly, chin hooked over your shoulder as you gently pat his back. His chest is pressed against yours, the steady beating of your heart matching his. Your free hand is running through his hair and the feeling makes him shiver. Something about your touch energizes him in a way unlike anything he's ever felt. In just a few minutes, he finally finds it in himself to speak.
"I missed you."
Summary: How the Love and Deepspace boys react to you feeling insecure about various things. Includes Rafayel, Sylus, Zayne, and Xavier. Lots of fluff.
Word Count: they're all around 1000 roughly
Note: Warnings of different kinds of insecurity, ranging from physical to mental. I'm not sure of how well the Xavier one turned out, he's harder for me to write, but I couldn't leave him out!!! Anyways, hope yall enjoy!
Zayne keeps his hands on your pregnant belly, when sleeping at night.
He gently rubs and soothes where his baby girl is. He wants his baby girl to feel his presence even if she's still inside your belly.
And when she makes movement in the middle of the night and your brows crease a little in pain, he rubs your belly and runs his hands through your hair to soothe the discomfort.
He will kiss your forehead and your belly to let both of his beautiful girls know how much he loves them. They're his world.
Inspired by a reel I saw on Insta.
Anonymous asked:
Can you do august 28 (:
astrowithkaro answered:
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The Day Of Language
Those born on August 28 are masters at the use of language. Normally the word language refers to use of the written and spoken word, and indeed many people born on this day are good enough at that. But in a larger sense, the meaning intended here is the language of craft, a kind of technical facility, and people born on this day who are less verbally oriented usually master the technical aspects of what they do in their profession down to the last detail. In addition, August 28 people are convincing —they know how to get others to think about what they say, admire what they do and perhaps agree with them.
August 28 people generally make good debaters. Not only are they adept at reasoning but at manipulating concepts as well. Their arguments may be compared to a watertight system which allows for few contradictions. Those born on this day, however, usually avoid high-flown language or technique for its own sake; they consider technical mastery useless unless it is put in the service of a cause or idea that they deem worthy. Thus, using their rhetorical skills to clarify their thoughts and perhaps win others over to their point of view is generally what August 28 people have in mind.
August 28 people can quietly overwhelm others with the persuasiveness of their knowledge and ideas, which are deep and wide-ranging. They can also readily back up what they say with fistfuls of facts. Too often, however, they are so convinced of the Tightness of what they are doing that they misjudge their audience, its needs and desires; thus family, friends and the general public may agree with an August 28 person at the time of a discussion only to change their minds later, or worse yet, just forget about the matter entirely.
Those born on August 28 who have not discovered or developed their intellectual powers, perhaps due to upbringing or premature choice of career, can become aware of their talent for words and ideas through reading or school study. Many born on this day have an aptitude for foreign languages as well.
It is only natural that family and friends come to August 28 people for advice, as those born on this day often make excellent counselors, clergyman, social workers, politicians and the like. Therefore, an August 28 person’s social, family or civic responsibility is very high and great care must be taken in bringing influential opinions to bear on the problems of others. On the other hand, unscrupulous individuals born on this day make excellent con artists, liars and cheats, and may be equally persuasive in a destructive way.
It is important that August 28 people apply their advice to themselves as well as to others. They must beware of becoming puritanical, however, condemning certain forms of enjoyment and satisfaction due to a rigid and unaccepting belief system. August 28 people should cultivate flexibility and a regard for the feelings of others.
Those born on August 28 generally have many theories about health. For this reason they can be hard to advise or direct, but often serve as a fountain of knowledge for family and friends. If August 28 people take an interest in food and its preparation, those who live with them will reap the benefits, since cooking and food choices are generally based on fundamental and well-founded tenets of nutrition. Long walks are strongly recommended for those born on this day. particularly due to the well-known connection between rumination and locomotion. Regular sensual and sexual enjoyment will do August 28 people a world of good, and check puritanical tendencies.
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he’s gentle with everything else.
you’ve seen the way he speaks to strangers, always polite. the way he kneels to tie your shoe, grabs your favorite snack without you asking, rubs little circles into your back when you’re falling asleep. he listens when you talk—really listens, like every word out of your mouth deserves to be framed and hung on a wall. he laughs quietly, never raises his voice. his touch, out there in the world, is always featherlight.
but in here? he’s rough. brutal, even.
“look at me,” he snaps, voice low, fingers digging into the fat of your thighs as he pushes them back, forces them wider. “you’re gonna take all of it, yeah? you’re gonna be a good fucking girl for me.”
and you do—because he asked. because it’s him. your sweet boy with the soft hands and soft voice and the meanest cock you’ve ever taken in your life.
he’s big. thick enough to stretch you open slow, then cruel enough to bottom out in one sharp thrust that makes you cry out like you’ve been slapped. your back arches, breath knocked from your lungs, eyes wide and wet, but he just grins.
“that’s it, baby,” he pants, one hand clamped tight around your waist to hold you still while he grinds deeper, like he’s trying to live inside you. “so fuckin’ tight—god, you’re squeezing me like you don’t wanna let go.”
you don’t. but it’s too much. your body trembles under him, already overstimulated, raw at the edges, and he knows it. he uses it, tilts his hips just right, drives into that sore, swollen spot with vicious rhythm, punching broken moans out of your throat.
“cry all you want,” he growls, dragging your face toward his, lips brushing yours. “you’re still gonna take it. you begged for this, remember?”
your legs are shaking. one hand grips the sheets like they might anchor you to earth, the other claws helplessly at his back, searching for something solid while he fucks you like he hates you.
but his eyes—god, his eyes—they never stop looking at you. even when he’s splitting you open, when he’s got one hand wrapped around your throat and the other pushing your knees back until you can’t move at all, he’s looking at you with love. with reverence. like he’d still carry you to the bath after, even if you came on his cock until your voice gave out.
“you’re mine,” he whispers, voice suddenly softer even as his hips snap harder. “you’ll always be mine.”
and afterward, when your limbs won’t stop trembling and your body’s aching in the best kind of way, he pulls you close, presses kisses to your shoulder, brushes the hair from your face and smiles like he didn’t just fuck the living soul out of you.
“i’ll run you a bath,” he murmurs. “you did so good for me. such a good girl.”
