she feels like an imbecile merely standing there staring at him, robbed of words. what had occurred between them had long since ended, him shooting the final blow when he walked away and left her heart in tattered pieces. despite that, she always thought she would have the comfort f his presence in the castle at least, knowledge that she could walk down a hall and catch sight of them, that she could stroll in the gardens with their son while noah was nearby just so they could spend some time together without suspicion. yet his words of leaving suck the very life from her, frown tugging at her lips. "you can't." she says lamely, shaking her head as she sucked in a deep breath. "please, noah, i - " she cuts herself off, stopping the words from passing her lips and making this all the more difficult for the both of them. "i don't want you to go. i know this is difficult, but to never see each other again? is that truly better?"
open to: 30+ f
plot: based on x
"I have spoken with the king, and he has agreed to my request. I will be leaving in 2 days time." Noah had witnessed many horrific things as a knight. The nightmares of war haunted his dreams quite often. Even with those grisly memories, Noah carried on with his head held high. If he could withstand all that weight on his shoulders, what was a little more? Perhaps falling in love with a woman he could not have? Maybe watching her bear his own child, only to claim it belongs to another? One man could only take so much. Noah had to escape this hell on Earth. With the King's permission, he was granted a new position, serving the King's brother. He would be moved to another castle, miles away from the one he was trying to flee from. Before his departure, Noah wished to tie up any loose ends. Although he had ended the affair with the mother of his child some time ago, she still staked claim on his heart. Leaving without telling her goodbye felt too cowardly. They had been through too much.
"You must understand.. I simply cannot continue to stand by and endure."
he nods his head at the little information she has to go off, thankful for the fact that he has plenty of contacts good at hacking and tracking people down to try and find holly and her mystery man. "i'll look into it." he snorts when she punches the pillow, amused at her annoyance when it came to her sister's husband. he watches her carefully as she moves closer, eyes closing under her touch for a brief moment before opening them again, meeting her own as their foreheads press together. he sighs quietly, moving one of his hands up to hold her wrist gently. "i can't make you any promises, either. i don't know if i can find her or if she's gonna be in a good situation. i'll look though. i'll get all of my people on it." he turns his head to kiss her palm, heart softening at her confession. it's then that he presses away the pillow wall, arm wrapping around her waist and drawing her into his chest. "i really fucking want you, harriet. gonna keep showing you as much until it sticks."
Although it seems she has moved on from the conversation about her sister Harriet can't forget the last thing he said. "He was a criminal, that's all I know. She wouldn't tell me anything else. Frankly I didn't want to know. It was her personal business and the less I knew the less likely I was to tell her shitbag husband. Because I would have just to piss him off." She sighs punching one of the pillows before turning to face Tomas. Considering his attraction to her she knew this was total manipulation but when it came to Holly she would do anything to just know she was alive at this point. "Tomas," she started before reaching to take his face in her hands pressing their foreheads together. "If you find my sister and somehow find a way for me to see her in person," she sighs closing her eyes briefly. "I can't promise anything but it would mean the world to me." She feels her eyes fill with tears again just at the thought of seeing Holly. "It will definitely thaw my cold fucking heart though. Too many people have just left me - now I have issues and baggage. You really want all of that, because that's all of me."
he will always love his business, the raw thrill it gives him to teeter the line of danger constantly. it was something that arthur would be loathe to ever give up as long as he lived. though at that moment with belle's panties pulled to the side and that gorgeous pussy on display for him, there's little else in life that matters to him. "mad isn't exactly the word i'd use right now." he mutters, opening up his camera roll to snap a picture of her pussy. "how could i ever be made when you're looking so lovely for me?" his fingers reach forward, dragging down her slit as her snaps a couple more pictures, sliding two fingers inside her as he starts recording. "you're so fucking wet for me, babe."
his voice was loud, it took over the room. belle could not deny the fact that seeing him worked up like this attracted her too. he liked him sweet and loving, but this angry man? oh, she listened to him wanting, almost ready to touch herself. but she didn't. she kept waiting, like a good girl. god, how silly she felt when he turned to say he was sorry. she was old enough to not feel like this, but she melted for him. and she did exactly what he told her to do. she put her left hand down and pulled the black lacy panties to the side. and that made her cheeks and neck feel warmer than before. "are you still mad?" she asked softly, smiling at him, hoping he would not think of her as a freak for wanting this.
open to: f !
“you know, you look real pretty when you’re mad. you’d look even prettier naked and mad, so how about you take off that dress?”
it's ridiculous how happy it makes her just simply to hear him agree to buying her food, already perked up and far happier to be in his presence. "oh, food and vulnerability go hand in hand. no one can tell me otherwise." she shrugs, following him towards the door as she shoves her hands into her pockets to brace the cold. chuckling, she turns her head to look up at him, all too amused. "you trying to get me to beg you already? buy me dinner first." she flirts shamelessly, tone entirely teasing.
malik exhales, the tension in his shoulders easing just a little at the shift in her tone—less edge, more familiar ground. teasing, yeah, but not biting. that he can handle. "yeah, alright," he says, the corner of his mouth twitching upward like he's trying not to grin but failing anyway. "guess that's a fair trade for emotional vulnerability." he turns, already heading toward the door with a casual toss of, “but i'm not sharing my fries. don't get any ideas.” a pause, then over his shoulder—half grin, half dare—"unless you say 'please.'”
i really hopped on like three hours ago to do replies and selaena was like no, i am the only one you're doing replies for <3
"i know, i would have much rather it had been your hands on me, but i didn't exactly have much say in the matter." it was almost endearing to see him upset over her, her frustration beginning to simmer down as she starts to understand why it was he was so displeased. "i didn't think you cared where i was. it is not as though you tell me as much." she sighs, watching the back of his head for a mere moment before she strides after him , quickly catching up to him when they reached the gardens and taking hold of his arm. "you're the most impossible man i've ever met, you know that? you've been making it pretty damn clear from the day we wed that you couldn't stand my presence, and now you're upset when i step out for a stroll?"
"I am upset and allowed to be, a man had his hand on my wife!" he was mad at the situation. "i am also upset that my wife just goes off, you could tell me. does that ever occur to you, to tell me things?" he said as his own hand ran through his hair. "now i need to get some fresh air," he said taking a deep breath. "and you are avoiding me, unless there's something you want you want from me," he said before walking past her to head for the balcony stairs.
she knows damn well that she shouldn't be doing this with hunter, but she's never really been one to follow rules. she had married for lust over love and when her husband stopped pleasing her the way she liked, her son had well and truly stepped up to the plate. it sends a thrill through her to know that they could get caught at any moment in such a compromising position. her lips locked on his, her ass bare and stinging from the way he'd spanked her for being such a tease. moaning into his mouth, she grinds her wet pussy against his cock, slicking it up as she grips his hair. "why yes i do considering it got me exactly what i wanted. all today while preparing for this party all i've been able to think of is having that cock inside me." she reaches for the top of her dress, sliding the straps down her shoulders and pushing it down until her breasts are bare for him. "please fill me up, hunter. i need it."
Hunter has had enough of her actions lately and right now all he wanted was to teach her the lesson she deserved. Especially after the way she had acted all evening around him. The constant eye contact with him , the brushing against him every time he passed through hallways and not to mention her touching his ass. This entire time he hadn't been able to get his hands on her because she was hosting this party and there were a lot of people around. It was nothing but torture for hunter to have ensure this the entire time. Finally when he saw an opportunity he took her into a private room so he could have his way with her. Her ass was already red from the spanks he had given her as he had her in exactly the position he wanted. His cock was pressed against her from behind while he kissed her back hungrily. By all means they shouldn't be doing this considering the fact that she was his step mom and they both would be in a lot of trouble if they were ever caught but he simply didn't care for it. "I don't care. Right now all I care about is teaching you the lesson. You think you are so clever don't you. Constantly teasing me and driving me crazy for you in front of everyone. " He said to her.