Honestly we weren’t even in a doing anything when it happened. Once it happened I couldn’t take it back and the person on the call heard it, but more than that… you heard it and I knew you would use it to your advantage.

Friday afternoon, final work phone call with Lauren. I was trying to focus, I really was but you had finished your work for the day and you were sitting on the couch, glasses perched on the end of the nose as you read your current book patiently waiting for me to finish up.

I was in the kitchen only feet away, getting started on my wine. I was exhausted from work and I needed to get Lauren off the phone soon before you made a mess of me with your eyes–but Lauren just wasn’t budging.

I could see your look of impatience from where you sat on the couch, peering over your glasses, pretending you were reading. Pretending your eyes didn’t keep shifting to me and making me more flustered with each moment that passed.

I gulped down my wine in four large swigs.

“Look Lauren, can we not sort this out on Monday?...no? Okay, well can we hurry it up please.” My eyes instantly look towards you.

You were moving now.

Slow and controlled, barefoot towards me. Walking around the couch until you reached the door of the kitchen. 

I became more flustered, tripping over my words.

How you still make me feel like this after four years is beyond me, but you do. You fold your arms over your chest and lean against the wooden door frame, your index finger tapping against your arm and I could already feel the pleasure you were giving me growing in the pit of my stomach.

Lauren was going on about stupid spreadsheets, and client names and honestly, I didn’t care. Being in control of a team of forty people every week made me more stressed than anything else…maybe that’s why I fell into our dynamic so easily. Letting go of all control I had and trusting you with it along with my soul.

You saw how stressed I was. You always saw. You stepped closer, until you were directly infront of me and you tilted my chin, your index finger curved underneath with your thumb pressed against the front, forcing me to look at you.

Your warning, telling me to wrap up the call.

But you weren’t going to wait.

I felt the way your spare hand moved to the buttons on my work pants, unbuttoning slowly, and gently slipping between my thighs.

God help me.

I knew how soaked I was already and the moment I felt your fingers slide through my wet folds I knew it was over.

I grabbed your arm–hoping that would keep me up right but your knee nudged my thighs apart. I closed my eyes, trying to force my brain to focus on Lauren and not on you. Trying to hold myself together. It wasn't working.

“Shhh…good girl.” The words left your mouth, low in tone, watching the way I was trying so hard to hold on.

This was giving you what you wanted, because you knew as soon as I was off my call, your control would take me apart.

Your thumb began circling my clit softly,  feather light, not enough to break me yet, but enough to make me desperate for more and then my mouth opened and without even reralising what was happening– I moaned out your name.

You heard it.

I heard it.

Worst of all…Lauren heard it.

SHIT.

My eyes flicked back open, locking with yours. 

God you could make me melt with just a look.

Your hand moved from my chin to the wine glass–removing it from my grasp and out of reach.

“Bee…sweetheart? Shall we try that again?”

“I–I’m sorry Lauren you weren’t meant to hear that.”

I heard Lauren say something like “I gathered that, Rebecca let's finish this up on Monday.”

Then the line went dead.

“Oh darling, you didn’t think you’d get away with that did you?”

Your hand was suddenly out of my pants and in front of my eyes.

“Open.” 

I opened my mouth and you pushed your fingers in watching me as I moaned again, sucking myself off you.

“That’s my good girl.” you whispered, removing your fingers from my mouth.

Your hands now cupped my face gently making me look at you “But I’m still going to have to punish you for that little slip, wouldn’t you agree?”

You only asked me because you just love making me squirm with anticipation.

I deserve to get fucked before bed every night

I always giggle when I think about it...

Am I psycho?

the way rio just gets her... this scene lives in my head rent-free.... there's so much intimacy and familiarity with each other i could drop on the floor and start crying. not to mention the scene where she defends agatha from evanora 😭

331/365 days of regina mills

ouat s4 meme: 4 scenes:

I know some fic writers get stressed about writing tropes they think are too popular or overdone, and I need you all to know that I just spent 4 hours reading every iteration of the same exact fic plot I could find, and they all brought me an indescribable amount of joy. Listen. Listen. Sometimes you want cakes of many flavours and sometimes you want Nine Carrot Cakes

sorry I came when you groaned into my pussy, it’ll happen again

I don't know what makes me feel more.

The way it seems like Agatha wanted to lean in to Rio's touch for a second but forces herself to retreat. Or the way it looks like Rio wanted to cup her cheek in the end but reminds herself that she can't.

Hi guys it's been a minute!

Just wanted to say I'm so PISSED swanqueen wasn't canon look at this shit. WUHLUHWUH.

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She looks down on me from above, her brown orbs watching as I wither with each touch, her hand delicately rolling my nipples between her thumb and fore finger. “That’s my good girl…I’m going to make you come undone just by my touch.“ Then she pause seeing me not say anything. “Colour?”

“Green.” I say it so quickly as to not loose momentum. I need her to keep touching me, to keep going, my hands are tied above me and she's kneeling on either side of my thighs. But she begins to crawl down and she sees my thighs clamp shut.

“Oh sweet girl. You think I don’t see—I do.” Her hands push my thighs apart and I tilt my head back from embarrassment. “Oh no…” She grabs my face making me look at her “I told you, your a needy little for me aren’t you? And I bet if I plunged these fingers into you now. You’d come for Mommy wouldn’t you?”

I nod. Because there is no way to hide it. She knows and I know it. I also know that she won't let me come right away, even if I beg--and she like me to beg.

"Please...I need..."

"No. Not yet. Hold it." She smirked, her eyes watching me from above, her fingers trailing down between me legs-barely touching me, her hands grazing over my wet folds sending a shiver down my spine.

"Oh sweet girl...you're in for a long night."

*POSTED ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT ORIGINALLT - BUT WILL BE DELETING THAT ACCOUNT SOON AS IT IS A SIDE ACCOUNT AND I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FOLLOW PEOPLE BACK AND MAKE THIS MY TYPE OF ACCOUNT MY MAIN!*

Regina wanted her sister, Zalena, to find love like she did. But unfortunately, Hades isn't the one. So Regina tried to tell Zalena the true meaning of what love is.

i hate how you get desensitized to the cool stuff in your WIP if you've been writing it for a long time so when you read back over it you're like "this isn't as cool as i thought :(" but it still is! you just read it too many times

Gotta recirculate this post periodically just cuz

Just don't read the post too many times.

Oh god oh fuck