#Polka Dot Magic Chocolate Bars | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

Tumblr was acquired by Yahoo for $1.1B in 2013.

#Polka Dot Magic Chocolate Bars

weedzdc · 5 months

Text

Order Polka Dot Magic Chocolate Bars at Weedz DC

Order now and experience the enchantment of Polka Dot Magic Chocolate Bars. Our premium edibles collection offers a delightful blend of flavors, ensuring a magical cannabis-infused treat. Visit now!

#Polka Dot Magic Chocolate Bars #Polka Dot #Magic Chocolate Bars

0 notes

bluegoba27 · 6 months

Text

The Polka Dot Brand Psilocybin Magic Mushroom Belgian Chocolate Bars are highly potent and boasts four grams of magic mushrooms. 20-30 minutes after ingestion you will notice a distortion of space and time, bright, beautiful colors, visual distortions, mystical experiences, euphoria and happiness. The amazing taste of the many flavors of Belgian Chocolate are suitable for anybody’s choice to your liking. There are many health benefits of Psilocybin or Magic Mushrooms. First of all, it could be used to treat depression, PTSD and battling addiction to substances such as cigarettes, drugs and alcohol. A crave-worthy chocolate to help you conquer your day–or make it an adventure depending on how you choose to dose–Polka dot Mushroom Belgian Chocolate Coverture is not only delicious, but also the equivalent to 4g of 🍄 Psilocybin & Psilocin from Psychedelic Mushrooms 🍄.

The flavors of Polka Dot Brand Psilocybin Magic Mushroom Belgian Chocolate Bars available are: https://chemheadshop.com/product/polkadot-shroom-chocolate-bars-4g/

Crunch Dark Chocolate Match Green Tea Milk Chocolate Mint Berries and Cream Cookies and Cream Micro dosing psychedelics is the practice of consuming very low, sub-hallucinogenic doses of a psychedelic substance, such as lysergic acid diethylamide (LSD) or psilocybin-containing mushrooms. According to media reports, micro dosing has grown in popularity, yet the scientific literature contains minimal research on this practice.

#buy polkadot mushroom chocolate bars #polkadot mushroom chocolate bars for sale online #polka dot bars #magic mushroom belgian chocolate #magic mushroom chocolate bar #magic mushroom chocolate bar for sale #mushroom chocolate bars for sale #mushroom chocolate bars polka dot #polka dot chocolate mushroom #polka dot chocolates where to buy #polka dot company chocolate #polka dot edibles #polka dot magic belgian chocolate price #polka dot magic mushroom bar #polka dot magic mushroom reviews #polka dot mushroom bar #polka dot mushroom bar review #polka dot mushroom chocolate dc #polka dot mushroom chocolate dosage #polka dot mushroom chocolate near me #polka dot psilocybin bars #polka dot psilocybin chocolate bars #polkadot bar #polkadot chocolates #polkadot magic belgian chocolate #polkadot magic belgian chocolate reviews #polkadot magic mushroom belgian chocolate #polkadot mushroom belgian chocolate #Polkadot Mushroom Chocolate Bars #polkadot shroom bars

2 notes · View notes

tired-biscuit · 2 years

Note

I know you said "thirsts" but can I do cutes instead?

I was looking for Rock Lee fanart to share and I found a beautiful picture of Rock Lee and Gaara going to the Disney Parks (#13 in this collection on Pixiv).

So I've got some ideas about the two of them going to Disney World (the Florida one since that's the one I have experience with):

~Lee is the biggest Disney fan ever. He's the one buying them matching shirts/hats before they even leave for vacation. Gaara, meanwhile, is the one meticulously planning everything. (Hotel, transportation, meal reservations, etc.)

~Lee insists on wearing the shirts on the way there, and informs Gaara that he looks adorable in the red and white polka dots about every ten minutes.

~They arrive at their hotel in the early afternoon (Polynesian Resort - so Lee can ride the monorail every day and Gaara can enjoy the use of plants in the decor), then head for the parks.

~They do Epcot first (they want to devote a full day to Magic Kingdom). Gaara loves Living With The Land, and rides it multiple times while admiring the greenhouses and the different technologies and techniques shown for growing plants. Lee, meanwhile, goes nuts designing his car before getting on Test Track, adjusting the curves of the shell and the power of the engine until the very last second.

~They're both entralled by IllumiNations* (the fireworks show). Gaara almost cries. Lee full on sobs.

~They spend a full week exploring the resort, and each day they go to a different place.

~Gaara's favorite park ends up being Animal Kingdom because he loves being surrounded by nature, though his favorite ride remains Living With The Land.

~Lee's is Magic Kingdom because it's full of the spirit of youth. He likes all of the rides pretty much equally, but his favorite thing period is meeting the different Princesses.

~They take so many pictures. Lee's favorite is the two of them holding each other in front of Cinderella Castle, Gaara's is in front of the Tree of Life.

~Lee gets chocolate all over his face while trying to eat a Mickey Bar before it melts. Gaara thinks it's adorable.

~They absolutely don't want to leave once their vacation ends, and Lee secures a promise from Gaara that they'll come back again someday.

omg that was so cute to read, my smile grew bigger and bigger through the entire thing 🥺

i've only been once to disneyland in paris, so i have no clue what disney world is, but if it's anything similar to that then, ahhhh they'd be so precious during the rides and while taking pictures. i just know lee puts his hands up into the air and screams "yeaaaah!" during every more 'intense' ride and gaara is just subtly shaking his head and smiling 😭💛

10 notes · View notes

packmanuk · 3 months

Text

🍄🍫Indulge in a magical experience with our new PolkaDot Magic Mushroom Chocolate Bars! Made with the finest ingredients and infused with the power of polka dot mushrooms, these chocolate bars are sure to elevate your taste buds and mood.🌈Available now for purchase at Pack-Man, so don't miss out on this tasty and enchanting treat. Order yours today!🙌

PolkaDot Magic Mushroom Chocolate Bars

#PackMan #PolkaDotMagic #MushroomChocolateBars

1 note · View note

scotantony · 3 months

Text

Polkadot gummy Mushroom Chocolate Bars – Polka Dot Shrooms. The Belgian Polka Dot Psilocybin Magic Mushroom chocolate bars are highly potent

buymushroombarsonline.com

#buymushroombarsonline.com

0 notes

william-scott77 · 11 months

Text

Good Trip Mushroom Chocolate Bar

Have you ever wished mushrooms tasted better? We’re here to grant that wish by bringing you our Good Trip Mushroom Chocolate Bar. This bar is tasty, irresistible also, contains a total of 3.5g of Magic Mushrooms ( 6 grams per chocolate square). And can be broken off into squares for flexible shroom dosage.

IT has an awesome taste and smells good too chocolate. This chocolate bar makes you trip your face off. So, how could that not be the dream?. •Clean High – We formulated this chocolate bar to produce a clean high that won’t leave you crashing after the initial peak.

#Buy psilo-gummy online #chocolate mushrooms for sale #Chocolates #edible #Good Trip Mushroom Chocolate Bars #Gummy mushroom shaped candy #Mushroom chocolate bar UK #mushroom chocolate bars California #mushroom chocolate bars Canada #mushroom chocolate bars New York #mushroom chocolate bars Oregon #Mushroom chocolate price #Mushroom gummies reddit #Mushroom gummies usa #Mushroom gummy candy #Mushroom infused chocolate bars #Polka dot bars review #polka dot chocolate mushroom ingredients #Polka Dot chocolates where to buy #Polka Dot magic Belgian chocolate #Polka Dot mushroom chocolate bars #Polka dot mushroom chocolate dosage #Polka Dot mushroom chocolate near me #Polka Dot Mushroom cookies and Cream #Polka Dot mushroom review #polkadot chocolate mushroom #Polkadot mushroom chocolate review #Psilo brand #Psilo company #Psilo Delic los Angeles

0 notes

seoexpertwahid1 · 3 months

Text

Mushroom Magic - Exploring Polkadot Chocolate Unique Creations

Polkadot Chocolate has carved a niche for itself in the confectionery world with its innovative creations that combine the rich, indulgent flavors of chocolate with the unique twist of mushrooms. Known for pushing the boundaries of traditional chocolate-making, Polkadot Chocolate offers a range of products that cater to both chocolate enthusiasts and those seeking a more adventurous culinary experience.

At the heart of Polkadot Chocolate's offerings are its signature Polkadot Mushroom Chocolate bars, also known as Polkadot Shroom bars. These delectable treats feature a harmonious blend of premium chocolate and carefully selected mushroom extracts, resulting in a one-of-a-kind flavor profile that intrigues and delights the palate.

Polkadot Mushroom Chocolate bars are crafted with the utmost attention to detail, using high-quality ingredients and precise formulations to ensure a consistent and enjoyable experience with every bite. Each bar is adorned with playful polka dots, adding a whimsical touch to the elegant packaging and hinting at the delightful flavor combination within.

The inclusion of mushrooms in Polkadot Chocolate's creations adds a unique depth and complexity to the flavor profile, creating a sensory experience that is both indulgent and nuanced. Mushrooms are known for their earthy, umami-rich qualities, which complement the sweetness of the chocolate and add a subtle savory note to the overall taste.

For those looking to explore the world of mushroom-infused chocolates, Polkadot Chocolate offers a range of options to suit different preferences and tastes. Whether it's the classic Polkadot Mushroom Chocolate bars or the more adventurous Polkadot Shroom bars with added textures and flavors, there's something for everyone to enjoy.

Polkadot Chocolate invites chocolate lovers and culinary adventurers alike to experience the magic of its mushroom-infused creations. With its commitment to quality, creativity, and flavor, Polkadot Chocolate continues to push the boundaries of chocolate-making and delight taste buds around the world.

#Polkadot Chocolate

0 notes

alsjeblieft-zeg · 9 months

Text

415 of 2023

Do you sing when alone?

I sing all the time.

Favorite pastel color?

Pastel orange. Yup I'm weird.

Hearts, or stars?

No.

Cute thing you do?

Define cute, please. Does having a cat count?

Favorite thing cats do?

Purring <3 also meowing, blinking, chirping, and their general existence.

Favorite cute word?

Again, define cute please.

Butterflies, or dragonflies?

Butterflies are pretty cute.

Stargazing, or watching the sunrise?

Sunrise ftw.

Do you make wishes?

Yeah, they mostly come true.

What songs did you like when you were young?

My first memory was Modern Talking and Shakin' Stevens, because my mum was listening to them. So they might count as my early favourites.

Write 10 words to describe your personality.

Funny, friendly, reliable, greedy, optimistic, ambitious, determined, stubborn, anxious, moody.

Can you dance? Do you dance?

No and no. Not interested.

Favorite animal?

Cat. Ultimate favourite.

Polka dots, or stripes?

Stripes, I'm a dude.

Do you wear make-up? When?

No, I don't.

Do you watch cartoons?

Only certain ones, such as South Park and The Simpsons, and also Shaun the Sheep. :P

Thing you still do that only kids are supposed to?

I read young adult novels lol.

3 qualities you like about yourself.

I'm not judgemental, I want to be friends with everyone, and I can't think about anything else.

Do you smile a lot?

Yup, I do.

What dere type are you? (Yandere, Tsundere, Kamidere, Dandere, etc.)

I genuinely don't give a shit and I don't even know what it is. Nor do I ever care at all.

Favorite model?

I don't care about models.

Layers or nah?

Yay.

Favorite nail polish color/name?

I don't use such things.

Come up with a name for a crayon!

Meh.

Describe your year so far with a gif.

Favorite kind of candy bar?

I don't like sweets.

Gummies, or chocolate?

No.

Do you blush?

Everyone does from time to time.

Favorite flower?

Tulip, always and forever.

Mermaids or fairies?

Nope.

Which planet do you like the most?

Saturn. Rings, you know.

Favorite Disney Princess?

I don't care about any of them.

What would your magical girl name and power be?

I'm not even a girl.

Favorite cereal?

Cheerios.

Are you good at hide and seek?

Pfff.

Are you quiet?

Most of the time. Sometimes I can be loud, though.

Do you post cute aesthetic stuff? If not, do you want to?

No and no.

Best kit-kat flavor?

I don't like sweets.

Dream job when younger?

A soldier.

Do you doodle?

No, usually I don't.

Favorite childhood store?

None.

Favorite childhood book, show, or video game?

Pelle Svanslös and Super Mario Bros.

Do you dream a lot? Do you remember your dreams?

Yeah, I do. Most of my dreams are about trains.

Have you ever lucid dreamed?

No, I don't think so.

Do you keep a journal?

I do, but more like a planner, and a calendar where I write my plans, appointments and to-do lists. It's not digital, I need to write things on paper.

Do you have deep, dark secrets, or are you an open book?

Rather an open book, but everyone has secrets, I think.

One color to describe your personality?

Black.

Do you swear? When did you start swearing?

I do, and I've been doing it since I remember.

Do you paint your nails? When?

No, I don't.

Do you wish you were a kid again?

Sometimes. Things seemed easier then.

#survey #q&a survey #random survey

0 notes

nooralam · 1 year

Text

Polka Dot Psilocybin Chocolate Bars

The four grams of magic mushrooms in the Polka Dot Brand Psilocybin Magic Mushroom Belgian Chocolate Bars make them extremely strong. The great taste of the different kinds of Belgian chocolate is perfect for anybody’s decision to your liking. 20–30 minutes after consumption, you will feel a distortion of space and time, dazzling, beautiful colors, visual distortions, mystical experiences, euphoria, and pleasure. Psilocybin, or magic mushrooms, provide several health advantages. First, it might treat conditions including depression, PTSD, and drug, alcohol, and cigarette addiction.

The following flavors are offered in the Polka Dot Brand Psilocybin Magi Mushroom Belgian Chocolate Bars:

#polkadot chocolate

1 note · View note

megacartsstore · 2 years

Text

buy polkadot mushroom chocolate bars at polkadotbars.us

Polka dot mushroom chocolate

The flavors of Polka Dot Brand Psilocybin Magic Mushroom Belgian Chocolate Bars available are:

Mushroom Chocolate Bars

Mushroom Chocolate bars is a new way of micro dosing. These shroom chocolate have made tripping more pleasurable due to the sweet chocolate, nutty flavor. The taste of the magic mushrooms has always been a reason for complain among shroom consumers. There are many different types of mushroom chocolate bars with the one up mushroom been the most popular chocolate mushroom brand. Other examples include: wavy bar, polka dot chocolate, Wonka bars, magic boom bars.

0 notes

magicmsuhroomsuk · 2 years

Link

0 notes

obsidianfr3sk · 4 years

Note

1 A 50 para el ultimo askkk <3 (no digas que no te entretengo)

JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA PUES SÍ ME ENTRETIENES EH JAJAJAJA

1. Do you sing when alone? All the time. When my family isn’t home I go to the living room and start acting and singing entire musical numbers xd

2. Favorite pastel color? Yellow uwu

3. Hearts, or stars? hasta la pregunta ofende mija. Stars

4. Cute thing you do? Um... I’m... like... not cute??? ALTHOUGH NODRIAN SAYS SOMETHING CUTE I DO IS THAT WHEN I SPEAK I SAY “SABES CÓMO?” WITH A CUTE TONE I GUESS THAT’S SOMETHING CUTE I DO SLKDJFHJKSKJ

5. Favorite thing cats do? Liking me

6. Favorite cute word? I really like the word “pichón”.

7. Butterflies, or dragonflies? USDHFJKDFSH this one’s difficult. But I’m going with dragonflies:)

8. Stargazing, or watching the sunrise? Stargazing. I’ve never done it before tho

9. Do you make wishes? I pray. Does that count? KJSHDAJKHKJDFJ

10. What songs did you like when you were young? I used to be really into Avril Lavigne:’) and vocaloid

11. Write 10 words to describe your personality. Odd, dramatic, bossy, sensible, emotional, loud, talkative, daydreamer, creative, and self-aware

12. Can you dance? Do you dance? Well, when I had my quinceañera, everyone complimented my dancing skills, but I had to train for 3 months to get to that level xd I haven’t dance since.

13. Favorite animal? Dogs skdjhfksfd the best part of them is that they like me back. I have yet to met a dog who hates me;)

14. Polka dots, or stripes? Stripes!!

15. Do you wear make-up? When? Clown make-up, every day Yes, when I go out with friends or want to take pretty pictures.

16. Do you watch cartoons? I used to do it more, but yes! I still watch cartoons

17. Thing you still do that only kids are supposed to? Sleeping with plushies xd

18. 3 qualities you like about yourself. Ugh, why do I have to say nice things about myself? What is this? Therapy? I like that I am creative in all aspects of my life, that I’m very conscious about my feelings and needs, and that I can make fun of myself when necesary.

19. Do you smile a lot? I want to think I do:’)

20. What dere type are you? (Yandere, Tsundere, Kamidere, Dandere, etc.) Dandere or Kamidere xd

21. Favorite model? Myself

22. Layers or nah? Yeah, why not?

23. Favorite nail polish color/name? Periwinkle:’)

24. Come up with a name for a crayon! Star tears

25. Describe your year so far with a gif.

26. Favorite kind of candy bar? Does reeses count? skjdffsdj

27. Gummies, or chocolate? Chocolate.

28. Do you blush? No, I’m too edgy for that.

29. Favorite flower? Yellow flowers in general.

30. Mermaids or fairies? Fairies!!

31 Which planet do you like the most? Moon (? and Earth I guess

32. Favorite Disney Princess? Call me basic, but Mulan and Rapunzel rule.

33. What would your magical girl name and power be? I’D THROW GLITTER AT MY ENEMIES AND MY NAME WOULD BE STARCHILD

34. Favorite cereal? Idk if you know it, but it’s called Extra. It’s delicious.

35. Are you good at hide and seek? I’M THE MERA VERGA AT HIDE AND SEEK. NO ONE CAN EVER FIND ME. I’M THE HIDE AND SEEK GODESS

36. Are you quiet? I used to think I was quiet until people started telling me “you talk too much, huh?” when I entered Jr. High School and realized I was not xd

37. Do you post cute aesthetic stuff? If not, do you want to? No sdjkfhksjjfdk and I don’t think I’d like to do it. Maybe if I had another blog only for that.

38. Best kit-kat flavor? Soy tercermundista, I have only tried chocolate flavor xd

39. Dream job when younger? My first dream job was to enlist and become a soldier. Now I kinda hate the military xd

40. Do you doodle? I do!! I’m always doodling stars all around my notes and books.

41. Favorite childhood store? SDFHSJ I have really good memories of Toy R Us:)))

42. Favorite childhood book, show, or videogame? The Judy Moody Saga, it influenced A LOT in my personality life

43. Do you dream a lot? Do you remember your dreams? I used to dream a lot, but lately, I have stopped. When I do, I remember everything very clearly though. Como la vez que soñé que era Nova y que mataba a Adrian en un supermercado y luego me abatían ahí en plano apartamento de carnes.

44. Have you ever lucid dreamed? I don’t remember:( Probably don’t

45. Do you keep a journal? Yes! Since quarantine started I write an entrance in my journal every day. Maybe it will be important or something xd

46. Do you have deep, dark secrets, or are you an open book? An open book xd

47. One color to describe your personality? I think... yellow:’) with little spots of green.

48. Do you swear? When did you start swearing? Ahuevo. Yes, I swear since I was like... 11 xd

49. Do you paint your nails? When? I paint my nails very often! Although... again, I haven’t done it a lot lately xd I paint them when I have time xd

50. Do you wish you were a kid again? Yes. I didn’t get to enjoy a lot of things. You know, trauma (?

16 notes · View notes

peanut-in-the-goal · 4 years

Note

1-50 for the ask! <3

Well then... Okay, Thank you for the ask!

1. Do you sing when alone?

Yea I do, and I sound like a dying horse so I mostly stopped. sometimes though

2. Favorite pastel color?

Pastel purple

3. Hearts, or stars?

Stars

4. Cute thing you do?

cute?

5. Favorite thing cats do?

Uh... dunno.. never had a cat, it’s fun when the ones at the pet store latch onto my brother's hair though

6. Favorite cute word?

uh... idk words are scary

7. Butterflies, or dragonflies?

Those are both terrifying, yet majestic at the same time

Butterflies

8. Stargazing, or watching the sunrise?

Star gazing, well I like both really

9. Do you make wishes?

Yea, just half the time I don't believe them to work

10. What songs did you like when you were young?

What did the fox say was a song I and my brothers would jam out to

11. Write 10 words to describe your personality.

oh no, okay (I'm going to use words other people have described me with)

Sarcastic, rude, somewhat shy?, loud, obnoxious, smart, intimidating, cinnamon roll. sassy, kind

12. Can you dance? Do you dance?

I used to dance. Like I did ballet, Jazz, Tap for a few years. I don’t think I can still dance, but I can still kick my leg up really high, and if I wanted too, I could probably learn some pirouettes or something

13. Favorite animal?

Snake

14. Polka dots, or stripes?

Stripes

15. Do you wear make-up? When?

16. Do you watch cartoons?

Yea sometimes, not often

17. Thing you still do that only kids are supposed to?

Yes, BUT IM ALLOWED TO

18. 3 qualities you like about yourself.

I like my hair, my glasses (bc I do be looking like a nerd), and uh, my ability to remember random facts

19. Do you smile a lot?

Around certain people, yes

20. What dere type are you? (Yandere, Tsundere, Kamidere, Dandere, etc.)

The quiz said Yandere

21. Favorite model?

22. Layers or nah?

YES, HOODIES

23. Favorite nail polish color/name?

licoln park after dark

24. Come up with a name for a crayon!

peacan pie

25. Describe your year so far with a gif.

Because I can’t give out real ones

26. Favorite kind of candy bar?

twix

27. Gummies, or chocolate?

ew, gummies

28. Do you blush?

I didn’t before...

29. Favorite flower?

Daisy!

30. Mermaids or fairies?

Mermaids

31 Which planet do you like the most?

PLUTO

32. Favorite Disney Princess?

Mulan

33. What would your magical girl name and power be?

I don’t know how to respond to this question for various reasons

34. Favorite cereal?

I don’t eat cereal but lucky charms

35. Are you good at hide and seek?

I guess

36. Are you quiet?

define quiet

37. Do you post cute aesthetic stuff? If not, do you want to?

what no? i don't think so?

38. Best kit-kat flavor?

original, only one I’ve ever had

39. Dream job when younger?

artist

40. Do you doodle?

41. Favorite childhood store?

Barnes and Noble

42. Favorite childhood book, show, or videogame?

Mermaid sisters, I think when I was like 6 or 7

43. Do you dream a lot? Do you remember your dreams?

no, but like 2 days ago I had a nightmare, fun

44. Have you ever lucid dreamed?

yeah, sometimes

45. Do you keep a journal?

I do but I threw away what I had written and started over

46. Do you have deep, dark secrets, or are you an open book?

There’s some stuff people don’t know about me

47. One color to describe your personality?

silver @dutifullystarstruckwolf persuaded me

48. Do you swear? When did you start swearing?

CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION

like 3rd or 2nd grade

49. Do you paint your nails? When?

When Im bored

50. Do you wish you were a kid again?

Wish I were younger sure, get to play soccer longer

10 notes · View notes

diner-drama · 4 years

Text

Cuddle Buddies (2/?)

Steve's a busy human rights lawyer who doesn't have time for a relationship but still wants to snuggle up with someone. Luckily, Bucky happens to be a professional cuddler. Chapter 1. Also on ao3.

Bucky's week continued as normal after his appointment with Steve - appointments with his regulars, messing about at the gym, being consistently outsmarted by Alpine - except that, every once in a while, he'd remember that shy smile, spitfire attitude and messy blond hair, and grin to himself. The way he'd immediately melted into Bucky's embrace showed just how touch-starved his newest client was, and Bucky couldn't wait to get back in there and help Steve get back in touch with his cuddly side. He couldn't help but feel admiration for this plucky little guy fighting back against a corrupt administration in a toxic work culture, all in pursuit of what he thought was right.

Steve being cute, hilarious, and smelling nice were entirely incidental.

Still, by the time Saturday came around, Bucky would admit to being fairly excited. He took some extra care with his appearance, fussing with his man-bun and carefully selecting a pair of matching polka dot socks. When he knocked on Steve's apartment door, his breath was taken away for a second on seeing Steve in a sharp, pin-striped suit, his hair slicked back neatly, his nose and the tips of his ears bright pink from the cold air outside.

"Hey, Bucky, come on in, sorry for the wait. I've just walked in the door," he said, sounding a little breathless.

"Busy day, huh? You still want therapy today, or do you want to reschedule?" he asked tentatively, hovering on the threshold.

"Running around town all day trying to sort out some paperwork that for some ungodly reason needs to be submitted in person. Please, come on in, I could do with relaxing after all that."

Bucky smiled as he closed the door behind himself, toeing off his shoes to leave by the mat. "Sounds like a hell of a day."

"It's bad enough that they still insist on using fax machines in this day and age," grumbled Steve, throwing his hands up in the air. He pulled an inhaler out of the pocket of his jacket and took a couple of puffs, holding his breath each time and counting to ten on his fingers. "Sorry, my lungs don't like the cold," he explained, heading over to the fake fireplace to switch on the heat and the soothing, flickering light, turning on some other low, warm lighting and dimming the main light before pulling out a fluffy blanket from a trunk and spreading it over the couch.

Bucky let out a low whistle. "This place is next-level cozy. You should teach a class."

The way that Steve's ears turned even pinker at the compliment was adorable. "Speaking of cozy, do you want a hot chocolate? I could do with something warm to drink."

"That sounds amazing," said Bucky, dropping onto the couch and subtly rubbing his hands over the soft throw. "Seriously, I would pay like fifty bucks for a class on this."

Steve laughed, starting to relax for the first time. "I hope you don't mind that it's dairy-free."

"Never look a gift horse in the mouth," breezed Bucky, waving a hand before spreading out his arms on the back of the sofa, making himself comfortable. "How'd you make it?"

"It's pretty straightforward," said Steve over his shoulder, clanging around overhead to find a saucepan and grabbing the ingredients from the fridge. "You heat up some oat milk, add some sugar, and melt some dark chocolate in it. Sometimes I use mint or orange chocolate but I'm all out, so you're getting plain."

"Oh, I'm not good enough for the fancy chocolate? I see how it is," laughed Bucky.

"You watch your tone, young man," said Steve, pointing a spray can at him threateningly, "or I won't let you have any dairy-free cream-style food-related whipped topping."

"I could make a dirty joke about 'whipped topping' there, but I'm a professional."

The process of assembling the drinks involved several steps - pouring the hot chocolate from the saucepan to a couple of mis-matched mugs, using a tiny whisk to froth the oat milk, placing the exact right number of vegetarian marshmallows on top, spraying on the cream, and then grating over a little bit more chocolate, just for a flourish.

It took every ounce of Bucky's dubious professionalism not to make sex noises when he took his first sip of the sweet, satisfying concoction, but Steve was giving him a look like he could tell what he was thinking.

"You like it?"

Holding up a finger, Bucky took another big sip, savoring the taste with his eyes closed. "Stevie, I am in heaven," he sighed, throwing his head back.

Steve grinned, a mustache of cream on his upper lip. Bucky strongly tamped down the compulsion to reach over and wipe it off with his thumb.

"I'm just going to change into something more comfortable," said Steve, heading to the bedroom with his drink. "Won't be long."

Caught up in the rhapsody of his magical hot chocolate, Bucky barely noticed him leaving, but by the time he was setting his empty mug on the table, Steve was ambling back into the room, looking much more cuddly in a pair of thermal leggings, and a hoodie that was two sizes too big for him.

"What's the picture?" asked Bucky, gesturing at the print on the front of Steve's hoodie of a scruffy bear wearing a hat and duffel coat, with a battered suitcase at his feet.

Steve laughed. "That's Paddington Bear. My ma used to read me the stories when I was a kid. He traveled to London from Peru, and a family found him at a train station and took him in. He's my second favorite immigrant, after her."

"That's such a sweet story," said Bucky, his heart melting under this barrage of military-grade sincerity. "C'mere." He took hold of Steve's hands to gently pull him towards the couch and then yelped when he felt how cold they were. "Are you a lizard?" he shrieked, rubbing Steve's frigid hands between his warm ones.

"Bad circulation," said Steve sheepishly, shuffling closer.

"It's like your blood literally isn't even trying."

Steve huffed a laugh. "Jerk."

"OK, this is an emergency situation. I'm gonna lie on my side here and you're gonna put your hands under my arms to warm up. I assume your feet are cold, too?" Steve nodded. "Alright, just slot them between my shins here," he said, lying back. Steve reluctantly got into position, still acting stiff and a little annoyed at being offered help, but once his cold toes were snug between Bucky's legs and his fingers were tucked into his armpits and his cold nose was poking into the junction between his neck and shoulder, Bucky felt him relax.

"That better?" murmured Bucky, wrapping his arms around Steve's slim shoulders and rubbing up and down his arms. Steve made a disgruntled noise in response.

"I don't need to be babied," he grumbled, the sound muffled by Bucky's sweater. "I can take care of myself."

"Hey, if you don't want my spare body heat I can always-" started Bucky with a smirk.

"No!" whined Steve, burrowing closer into Bucky's body.

"That's what I thought," murmured Bucky into Steve's hair, hands rubbing up and down his back as he felt his skin slowly warming up. "How bad's your asthma?" he asked after a while.

"It varies a lot, but... yeah, it's pretty bad. Spent a lot of my childhood in and out of hospitals."

Holding his breath, Bucky counted backwards from ten to stop himself from squeezing Steve tight to his chest and never letting go. "No wonder you don't like being fussed over."

"Sorry for being prickly," said Steve. Bucky could feel his nose wrinkling against his neck. "I just hate it when people think I'm incapable, you know?"

Bucky felt a swell of appreciation in his chest. "Pal, you managed to get through all that and pass the bar exam? I imagine anyone who thinks you're incapable lives to regret it."

A half-hearted chuckle. "Thanks, Buck."

"Where do you keep your inhalers?" asked Bucky, struck with a sudden thought.

"There's one in the basket under the coffee table, a couple in my nightstand and one in my jacket, usually. Why?"

"I'll take note in case I have to make a heroic rescue."

"My savior," snorted Steve.

"Seriously though, how'd you manage to study through all that?"

Steve shrugged self-effacingly. "I have a pretty good memory, and I used to get the nurses to quiz me on stuff. One of my teachers used to come visit me to bring my homework and he'd help me with anything I was stuck on."

"Still, you must have been really dedicated."

"I guess," conceded Steve.

Preening with his victory, Bucky now made it his mission for the rest of their session to shower Steve with as many compliments as he could get away with. He could tell when he'd gone too far by the way Steve stiffened up in his embrace, and made sure to temper his honey-sweet words with a few friendly insults. If he had his way, Steve's self esteem would be high as fuck by the time they finished.

Steve gave as good as he got, however, and Bucky was informed in short order that he was very funny, had soft and silky hair, smelled very nice, and was the biggest asshole on the planet. The conversation was punctuated with belly laughs, undignified snorts, and flicked ears. Once Steve's hands had reached a more acceptable temperature - prompting Bucky to declare him to be a real mammal - he started stroking gently along Bucky's back, which felt lovely. By the time Bucky's alarm sounded, he had his nose buried in Steve's hair and was almost dozing, their murmured conversation taking on a slow, lazy cadence.

"Mmph," he said indistinctly, stretching out his neck and back in an attempt to wake himself up. "Time to wake up."

"This has all been a dreeeaaam," yawned Steve.

"Oh, so that means I'm not an asshole in real life?"

"Sometimes dreams are prophetic."

They traded more affectionate barbs as Bucky got his coat and shoes back on, and he waved back to Steve as he walked away with a goofy smile on his face.

When Steve opened the door the next Saturday, he winced as Bucky gasped in alarm.

"What the hell happened to your face?" demanded Bucky, closing the door behind him and kicking off his shoes.

"It's not as bad as it looks, really," said Steve, trying to make light of the situation. "I got into an altercation outside a bar last night and the guy got a couple of good hits in."

"Can you even see out of this eye?" said Bucky, examining Steve's swollen face. He did have a pretty epic black eye and a few scrapes and bruises, but nothing he hadn't dealt with before.

"Not yet, but the swelling should have gone down before work on Monday," replied Steve with confidence based on extensive experience.

Bucky's eyes narrowed and he regarded Steve with disapproval. "You get a lot of black eyes in your line of work?"

"The guy was hassling a lady!" insisted Steve, getting angry about it all over again. "I had to step in, it wasn't right."

"What, you let him beat on you so she could run away?"

"No, I dropped him on his ass and sat on him until the cops arrived," he responded with some pride. "He just got a couple of good hits in before I did."

Bucky looked suitably impressed. "You a black belt in karate or something?"

Steve rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I've got a blue belt in Judo but honestly, he was pretty drunk and I basically just pushed him over."

Bucky's concerned face broke into a grin as he started giggling. "Now I'm imagining some drunken prick trying to get away while your twink ass keeps him on the ground."

"Hey, I've had no complaints about this ass," insisted Steve, before turning beetroot red. "I mean-"

"I'm sure you haven't, pal," said Bucky easily, breezing past Steve's embarrassment. "You got an ice pack?"

"Yes, ma," grumbled Steve, heading dutifully to the freezer.

"How do you feel about us cuddling in your bed? That way you won't have to worry about falling off the couch if you drop off to sleep."

Steve's brain short-circuited for a moment at the idea of having this muscular specimen of male perfection pressed up against him in bed, before he managed to answer. "If you're comfortable with that, it's fine by me."

"That's great," said Bucky, dazzling him with his thousand-watt smile. "You'll need your rest if you want your body to heal by Monday."

"I didn't sign up for the mother hen package, you know."

"You're such a punk," groaned Bucky, rolling his eyes as he followed Steve into his neat, cozy bedroom. There was a lamp on the nightstand letting out a low, warm glow, lighting up the cream colored walls and the dark blue soft cotton sheets. Bucky let out an entirely different groan when he lay down on the mattress, sliding his body under the thick duvet. "This is the best mattress I have ever met," he said rapturously.

"The mattress is nothing to write home about," shrugged Steve, climbing into the other side of the bed. "It's the topper that really makes it special."

"I'm definitely buying one of these," declared Bucky, rolling over to face him. Gently, he took the ice pack from Steve's hands and held it to his bruised face, making him hiss at the cold. "OK, tough guy. You want to be the big spoon or the little spoon?"

"Will you think I'm less manly if I say the little spoon?"

"Most of my male clients want to be the little spoon, so I think your masculinity is safe."

Steve snorted and rolled over, taking the ice pack from Bucky and pressing it obediently to his eye. Bucky slid one hand under the pillow and wrapped the other arm around Steve so that his hand was resting on his stomach, his warm chest pressed against Steve's back. Despite a momentary fear that he would pop a boner that his sweatpants would be unable to conceal, Steve felt himself relax into Bucky's embrace, enjoying the tickle of his minty breath on the back of his neck.

After a while, the ice pack started to melt and become unpleasantly drippy, so he dropped it on the floor, then interlaced his fingers with Bucky's hand where it rested on his stomach, pulling his arm more tightly around him, and snuggled backwards into his body. He heard Bucky's breath hitch a little before he cuddled in closer, his face coming to rest against the back of Steve's neck. Steve could have sworn he felt the press of Bucky's lips where his collar met his skin, but he must have been imagining it.

He spent the next hour hovering in that liminal space between sleep and waking, where time stretches and everything turns hazy and warm. He was all wrapped up in Bucky, his clean scent and comforting presence surrounding him, chasing away all of his worries. Bucky's hand drifted over his body, stroking his hair, rubbing his arm, smoothing over his chest, holding his hand gently.

He was only vaguely aware of Bucky's alarm when it started to chime and was immediately silenced. Slowly, quietly, Bucky slipped out of his bed, tucking the covers back in around Steve's body, and turned off the bedside lamp, before carding his fingers once more through Steve's hair and leaving the room. Steve hummed happily and let sleep take him away.

#stucky #my fics #cuddle buddies

3 notes · View notes

escapingreality1992 · 4 years

Text

A Fake Engagement Leads to Love

Wanda Maximoff x OC

When Rachel learns her ex is engaged, she feels a bit lonely. At a party, Wanda takes things into her own hands when she pretends to be Rachel’s fiancee. They are both invited to the wedding and a vacation. On vacation, things get heated between Rachel and Wanda. Feelings are revealed.

Rachel’s POV

I sat in the dark scrolling through social media, a habit I had taken up while on downtime from training with the team. Today in particular happened to be a day off leading into more before a part at the end of the week. It wasn’t an important one, but one to celebrate the end of summer. Bonus points for it not being thrown by Tony Stark. No, this was all Steve Rogers’ idea. Surprising right? Nothing fancy, but you were allowed to dress up if you wanted. I had already picked up my outfit for the occasion; a light pink, polka dotted dress. It was strapless and the hem stopped right above my knees.

I hoped to impress my crush on that night. I wanted to capture the attention of Wanda Maximoff. I hadn’t expected how I would end up doing it.

Under normal circumstances, I’d be on my phone with lights on, but in this case, it happened to be well past midnight; everyone had turned in for the night. Except me. I am a night owl and sometimes don’t go to bed until after 1 a.m. I kept scrolling, falling deeper into a rabbit hole, liking pictures or statuses, when something caught my eye. My finger paused, hovering over the tagged post of one of my friends:

“Liam Hanover was tagged in a status post. Engaged to Carly Ibsen.’

I blinked. I scanned over it a few more time before reading all of the congratulatory comments. Liam, my ex, was engaged. He hadn’t even texted or called to give me the good news…or that he had even been dating anyone. It didn’t bother me that he was now engaged, but it stirred a pent-up loneliness I had shoved away far in my mind.

No, I had been over him for years. I only thought I’d be the one who would marry first. The status change brought out a new sadness in my heart. I no longer thought I’d get married. Instead what crossed my mind was I thought I’d be forever alone.

“No. I’m all by myself,” I whispered in the dark. I logged out and put my phone on charge after setting an alarm for 7 a.m. Tears wells up, spilling over onto my cheeks as I buried myself beneath the covers.

The loud noise of my alarm woke me. I sprang up out of bed and changed into workout clothes. I pulled my long, chocolate brown hair into a ponytail and – as quietly as I could – left the compound for a run. One factor I didn’t account for was Natasha waiting for me at the front door; she was also wearing workout clothes, perhaps anticipating for me to come down the stairs this morning.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. Oh, shit. How can she know already? I thought. I pretended I didn’t know what she was referring to.

“What do you mean? I don’t…have anything to talk about,” I said. I paused when she held up the status post from last night on her phone.

“How do you do that?” I asked, motioning for us to head outside.

“I followed him after you two started dating. For precautionary measures of course. What I don’t get is why you haven’t gotten over him,” she replied.

“I am over him. That’s not why I’m upset. I feel like I’m going to be alone forever,”

“I don’t believe that for a second. You’ll find your special someone. There’s still time,”

“Nat, I’ve been single for eight years. You managed to get a relationship with Bruce within two years. Steve is with Sharon and Bucky had the woman who he met at the movie theater. It’s bad enough, I have to see Liam’s engagement, plus all the pregnant former classmates from school. Not to mention my cousin who has also found out she’s pregnant,” I said.

“You know… Wanda’s still single. I know you like her. Why not ask her out?” Nat suggested.

“For starters, I don’t know that she likes women. Even if she does, I doubt she would be interested in me. Plus, I don’t want to ask her out after my ex got engaged. I’m sure that will really turn her on. Like, ‘hey, Wanda, my ex just got engaged and I’m feeling a little lonely. Want to go out?’ Yeah, that will be so great,” I snapped.

“Don’t be grouchy. I’m only trying to help. If you don’t want to be lonely anymore, then do something about it,”

“You don’t think I’ve tried. Nothing has worked. Forget it. I’m going to get breakfast. Alone. Don’t you dare say anything to Wanda, Nat. I mean it. I don’t want her pity. It’s the last thing I want from her,” I said.

I stopped in the compound long enough to grab my keys and wallet. I left and spent the entire morning in a French café. I came back showered and picked up a favorite book to sit in the library with for a couple of hours. I’ll give Natasha credit. She didn’t say anything to anyone leaving me in peace. She left her plan for the party.

Saturday

I dreaded going to the party. Before, it had been about trying to impress Wanda, but now it was more I wanted to be with myself. My mind kept running back to the engagement post and I worried someone would see my pain. Wanda didn’t need to be one of them. In the end, I decided to go in favor of Steve, who really wanted all of his friends to be in attendance. I forced back my thoughts and held my head high as I stepped out on the rooftop.

“Damn, I wish I could pull of polka dots as well as you,” Natasha greeted me.

“Then I might have competition. I can’t let you beat me at impressing W…everyone,” I teased. Great. I still want Wanda to notice me despite of everything, I thought.

“Ah. I see. This is for Wanda. Are you sure you don’t want to ask her out? You don’t have to mention Liam. Just tell her how you feel about her. The worst she can do is say no,”

“No. I’m not feeling like myself. I guess I’m still reeling a little from the news. I think I’ll get a drink, maybe dance it out,” I said. She flashed me a thumbs up and left my side to find Bruce. I made my way to the bar and requested a run and coke to sip on. I watched the crowd, waiting on an upbeat song; I almost choked when I saw a familiar face. Liam.

“Fuck. What is he doing here?” I muttered when he walked my way. I turned around, shielding my face and hoping he wouldn’t recognize me. Luck was not in my favor tonight.

“Rachel? Is that you?” Liam asked me. I swallowed, forcing a smile to face him.

“Liam. How have you been?” I said.

“Good. Great, actually. I heard you moved in with the Avengers. Who knew you had a hidden ability? What was it again?”

“Oh, you know. Animal magic. I’ve always been good with animals. I never would have expected to be able to call them into battle,” I replied.

“Right. I got engaged to my roommate of all people. I guess things could happen like that. Let me bring her over here,” Liam stated. Of course, she’d be here, I thought. I fought the rolling nausea as he brought her to the bar.

“Rachel, this is Carly. Carly, Rachel,” Liam introduced us. Wonderful. I’m in Hell, I thought, shaking the woman’s hand. At least things can’t get worse.

“So, are you seeing anyone?” Liam asked. No, that’s a silly thought. It appears things can get worse. Not only that, but they were about to continue.

Wanda’s POV

I was mid-conversation with Carol, Bucky, Steve and Sam when Rachel walked in. The polka dot dress hugged her figure perfectly making it hard not to stare.

“Wanda, you’re drooling. Why don’t you go talk to her?” Sam said. I turned away and went to wipe my mouth, finding it dry.

“That’s not funny. I don’t want to interrupt their conversation. Besides she hadn’t noticed me yet,” I told him.

“Natasha is already headed back this way. Go talk to Rachel. Get her to notice you. If you want to be more than friends, you’ve got to ask her,” Sam said.

“I’m too nervous. Maybe later. Anyways, she seems as if she’s been in a bad mood the last couple of days,”

“If you talked to her, you might know the reason. Wanda, she’s one of your best friends. There’s no reason to be nervous. Even if you do have crush on Rachel,” Natasha said.

“Do you know why she’s been moping around the compound?” Bucky asked. Natasha nodded; her gaze locked on Rachel. The smile on her lips faded as she picked up on something else.

“What? What’s wrong?” I asked. Nat quirked an eyebrow at my worried tone.

“Is there danger? You would be worried too if there was going to be an attack,” She laughed, shaking her head.

“No. No danger. Unless you call Rachel talking to her ex dangerous. What makes matters worse is that he’s engaged. Not to mention he’s brought his new fiancée here and he’s introducing them,” She stated. We all turned to see it playing out, Rachel’s body growing tense as it happened.

“Is that Liam? The one she dated a couple of years ago. Weren’t they close? Oh my god. That’s why she’d been mopey. She’s lonely. Hey, Wanda, where are you going?” Bucky said.

“Don’t worry. I’ve got an idea,” I told him, floating closer to the three people by the bar. It might be a disastrous one, but it would inevitably bring Rachel and me closer together.

Rachel’s POV

The doomed question. ‘Are you seeing anyone?’ Of course not. Instead, I’m watching Liam live out his happy life while I wallow in loneliness. I was about to answer when the feeling of soft skin draped over my shoulders. I turned my head to see Wanda standing beside me; my pulse quickened.

“Is she your girlfriend?” Liam asked.

“She’s-,”

“Fiancée, actually. I’m Wanda Maximoff. It’s nice to meet you…” Wanda interrupted me.

“Liam. This is Carly Ibsen, my fiancée,” my ex said. I shot Wanda a look that said, ‘what are you doing?’ but she ignored it.

“Liam. Right. Rachel didn’t mention you’d be in town,”

“I decided to stop in. I heard there would be a party. I’ve never seen the Avengers compound. It’s funny. Rachel, you didn’t mention you were engaged, much less dating anyone,” Liam commented. Neither did you, I thought. I decided to play along with Wanda’s plan.

“We wanted to keep things quiet. We can’t have enemies kidnapping one of us in order to draw the other out,” I said. I wrapped an arm around Wanda’s waist, pulling her closer to my body.

“Oh. Well, you’re both invited to the wedding. Maybe we can double date before then. The wedding is in a few months. It’s an outdoor wedding in the mountains. Carly and I were thinking about heading down to the beach for a mini vacation in two weeks. Care to join us?” Liam said.

“Sure. We could have a little fun ourselves,” Wanda answered. With that, she lifted my chin up to press her lips against mine. A shock went through me and I gasped, allowing her to slip her tongue inside my mouth. Warmth flooded my body all the way to my toes; I clutched Wanda closer, drinking her in. We broke apart when someone cleared their throat.

“Okay. We’ll see you at Hatteras in two weeks. I’ll send you where we’re staying, so we can go out for dinner or hand out at the beach one day,” Liam said. He moved Carly through the crowd away from us, letting me adjust to what had happened.

“Wanda. What was that? We’re not actually engaged,” I said.

“Sorry. You looked like you were in trouble. I thought I could try to get you out of it. Though, you’re the one who pulled me closer with that kiss. You didn’t have to play along. You could have told him the truth,” she replied.

“Fair enough. Maybe we should keep this going until after the wedding. I hadn’t expected him to invite us to the wedding or go on vacation. Unless you want to cancel,”

“I wouldn’t mid some time off,” she told me. She grinned before placing another kiss on my lips and walking away. I stood there stunned but enjoying the way she made me feel.

Two weeks Later

Wanda and I arrived at the house we rented for the week. We would be alone for two days before Liam and Carly joined us. Two days of not pretending, though I wished the relationship were real. Unfortunately, we wouldn’t be able to do anything fun today because it was storming.

Instead, we unpacked and opted for a movie day inside the house. The freezing house. I wish I had brought a blanket, I thought.

“We can share if you want. I don’t mind,” Wanda offered. After the party, I’d been too nervous to be close to her. The warmth I felt from the kiss had kindled a fire I thought I wouldn’t be able to control.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to crowd you,” I said.

“Get under here with me. I don’t want you to freeze your ass off,” I gave in snuggling close to her, relaxing immediately with the warmth. Instinct took over and I laid my head against her shoulder. She moved her arm pulling me into her body, my head now on her chest.

“Comfortable?” She asked. I nodded. Her hand rested on my leg, her fingertips meeting bare skin. Halfway into the marathon, I felt her hand move closer to my inner thigh, closer to my core. Electricity hummed between us, but I moved away to my original spot.

“Rachel, are you okay?” Wanda asked.

“I’m fine. I think I’m going to turn in for the night. I’m a little tired from the trip,” I answered. I got up and went to my room before she could say anything; I closed and locked the door behind me, sliding to the floor. What did I get myself into?

The second day flashed past by us quickly; we did our own separate thing, not interacting with each other. You could say I avoided her, and you’d be right. The night before confused me. Did she fell something for me? Was that why she had tried to make a move on me? These questions invaded my mind and I found I wasn’t able to be around her. I feared I wanted to do something about my own feelings. In fact, I had wanted to, but if she didn’t return my feelings the rest of the week would be awkward. Today, we had no choice but to interact. I received a text from Liam asking us if we wanted to grab dinner.

I didn’t want to cancel, so I had said ‘We’d be delighted.’ In addition, we both wanted to lounge at the pool until we had to get ready. My eyes constantly wandered to stare at her. Wanda had broken from her standard red to wear a deep purple bikini with a strapless top. Right now, she was sunbathing, lying on her stomach asleep. Meanwhile, I kept swimming, the water easing my nerves. I dove underwater, wetting my hair again and nearly jumped out of my skin when I came back up.

“Wanda, I didn’t see you get in,” I said.

“You were underwater. I just needed to cool off before I head upstairs. It’s about four o’clock. We should prepare to go to dinner. I want to relax a bit before we leave,” she told me.

“Okay. I’ll be up in a little bit,” Wanda left me alone at the pool and half an hour later, I went up myself. I entered our shared room, stunned to see her lying on the bed in only her underwear; the signature red had returned as a lacy thong and a bra that accentuated her breasts grabbing my attention. I didn’t think anything of it heading to the bathroom for a shower. When I returned, I was surprised to find her still in her underwear.

“Are you going to change any time soon?” I asked.

“We still have a few hours. I hadn’t planned on changing now. Why? Does this bother you?” she replied. My face flamed hot.

“No, I only thought you might be more comfortable with clothes on,”

“I do this all the time. I don’t see what the big deal is. We’re both women after all,” Wanda said.

“I already said-,” I gasped when she used her powers to pull me over to her. I landed with my body between her spread legs, my head against her chest. Wanda removed my hands from the towel wrapped around me, slowly unwrapping it. She pulled it from between us, tossing it to the floor. I shivered as the cool air hit my body, more when her fingers traced the outward curve of my breasts.

“Wanda…I don’t…think…” I began, the moan I let out silencing my thoughts as she circled them around the areolas.

“Don’t think. Relax. I know you want this. I know because I want it too,” she said. He thumbs grazed over my nipples, the buds perking up at the touch.

“We don’t have to pretend. Not anymore. I’ve liked you for a while. Let me play,” Wanda confessed. One hand moved to cup my jaw, turning my head so she could cover my mouth with hers. I moaned into it as she pinched a nipple; she rolled it between her fingers, the sensation driving me wild.

“Let me play,” she whispered, breaking the kiss. I nodded, kissing her again. She kneaded my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples; wetness pooled at my center. One hand was kept playing with my breasts, while she moved the other between my legs, using her own to spread mine wider. Wanda rubbed my clit with her thumb, one finger slipping inside me.

“Fuck. Wanda, more please,” I begged. She complied, adding another finger and pumping in and out of me. I didn’t hold me back, moaning her name as the first orgasm hit, coating her fingers in slick, sticky cum. She shifted, laying back, coming between my legs. She licked a thick stripe up my pussy, my hips bucking in response. She continued eating me out until another wave hit and I came screaming her name. She came back up to kiss me, my hands unhooking her bra. I took it off, moving to slide off the thong, it too being discarded on the floor.

“My turn,” I told her. I flipped Wanda over prepared to pleasure her in all the ways I could. Finished having our intimate afternoon, we lay beside each other, our sweaty bodies tangled together.

“We should cancel the double date. Order in and do this again,” Wanda said. She stroked my arm, sending goosebumps all over my skin.

“Or we could go and come back to do it again. Besides it’s only one night. We have the rest of the week to have more fun doing this,” I commented. She smiled, leaning in to kiss me.

“One night. Then you’re all mine,”

Let’s just say we became official at the end of the week.

The Wedding

By the time Liam’s wedding came around, Wanda and I were officially engaged; no pretending necessary. We realized we had been in love a month after the events of the beach. This came as no surprise to our friends who had tried to push us together in the beginning. Sitting with her at this wedding while waiting for a wedding our own was the best moment ever. I held her hand as we both cried at the love shared between Liam and Carly, who would undoubtedly be happy for the rest of their lives. My heart brimmed with happiness while they shared their vows.

I sat in Wanda’s lap at the reception watching the first dance. Halfway through, we shared a kiss that was as magical as the first. I had met my soulmate and dreamed of the day she would become my wife. We danced having a good time, before returning home for a celebration with our friends. My loneliness had faded away, leaving with the most perfect woman I was meant to be with for the rest of my life.

1 note · View note

Last Seen Blogs

juwoom

¡Pum!

synthwaveape-blog

SΔCRED ΔPE

gostle

englishgrammar20

Untitled

shutingleong72-blog

Endless Inspiration