#Where do you begin when remodeling a bathroom?
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Jacuzzi tub
| Father in law! Joel miller
3.8k words
a/n:same thing as the last chapter I started out with a different idea hated it so I deleted the whole thing and popped this out quicker than the last thing I was working on. I just wanna say THANK YOU for the love on the last part I had lots fun writing it. probably the next thing I write I’ll take a vote cause I have too many ideas but no where to start.
⚠️: infidelity!!!,father in law!Joel Miller, faking an orgasm, f!masturbation, one mention of m!masturbation, very generous and absolutely hot mentions of joel gaining a few extra pounds(I love a man with a big meaty body), recorded sex, they quite literally have sex in front of her husband!! his son!!, cucking?, one mention of pussy slapping, descriptive and sloppy m!oral, f!oral, Joel dirty talking and just being outta pocket, cream pie, unprotected pinv
In the fours years of you being with Walker you’ve never faked an orgasm, but now in the past few nights you’ve faked it three times. Your greedy cunt just missing the feeling of Joel, your father in law, who took advantage of you a couple days ago. Well…you kind of stopped him…but you kind of didn’t. You never filmed with Walker that night when he got home.
“I’m sorry baby I just have a headache right now.”
You can only use that excuse for so long, so now your ankles are on his shoulders and his eyes are locked on you while you’re trying your best to look interested, faking moans, and rolling your eyes back. It hurts that you have to act this way to your husband that you love so much but you’ve got a taste for his father. Joel hasn’t been over at all leaving you alone with your thoughts on the whole situation. As your in your head Walkers’ thrusts begin to get frantic, pumping into you faster, his neck and face getting red as he starts spills inside of you. He pulls out and falls besides you eyes shutting immediately he’s asleep now.
You can feel him beginning to spill out of you so you get up and head to the bathroom to take a bath. As you’re waiting for the tub to fill up you sit and just look at the tub itself. It’s a jacuzzi tub. a wedding gift from Joel to you. The house never came with a bath but after very little convincing Joel was happy to install one for you right next to the shower. He spent a couple months remodeling the bathroom around to give you what you wanted. The sounds of him laboring away while you were a couple rooms over editing videos for your onlyfans. To thank Joel for your bathroom everyday you made him lunch and baked him lots of sweets.
As the water rises above the jets you flip them on, the humming of them kicking on causing water to bubble up. Slowly stepping in letting your body get used to the hot temperatures before sinking in. You add a little bubble bath and let it foam up around you. The tension around your neck begins to let up and your shoulders start to relax. As you sit in the bath you think more about your twisted situation with Joel, you want it to disgust you, to make you want to cry, and confess to your husband but you can’t. There’s just a tingle between your legs as you sit in the tub he installed just for you.
When he finished installing the tub he came downstairs to see you in the kitchen, wrapped up in a ‘kiss the cook’ apron, your arms and hands covered in flour as you were making him a pie from scratch to thank him. You look up at him and notice him staring at you but thinking more about that moment you take notice in how you’re cooking has made him gain a few extra pounds, sending him home with dinner and dessert nearly every night. It came to a point where he had to stop you because even he began to take notice in how his shirts fit just a little tighter and the extra hole he poked with his knife into his belt.
“Look what you’re doing to me darlin’ “ he says as he sits on the couch unbuckling his belt, then unbuttoning his pants letting a bit of his gut come out from as he takes a deep breath.
Your mind comes back to you in the tub and the jet that poking right into your lower back is about to get used for something else right now. You turn around and align yourself with the water being pushed out at a firm pressure. You scoot closer your knees spreading into the porcelain tub, your hands grab at the rim of the tub holding yourself level with the jet. Your buck your hips forward and the jet pulses right into your cunt. You moan out in shock and grip the edge of tub tighter in your hands. Hips bucking over the jet to start a rhythm, your thighs beginning to shake one hand lets go of the tub and grab at your chest, taking your nipple in between your fingers pulling ever so slightly at it
Your mind going right back to Joel sitting on your couch legs spread, pants undone, one hand holding a beer and the other bent behind his head. He looked so goddamn good that night. Now your mind can’t help but think about how the night could’ve gone different if you just straddled his big thighs and slowly grounded yourself into him. You imagine he’d just watch you on top of him, still in his lax state maybe even taking va sip of his beer while you go crazy on his jean covered lap. Your feet start to ache from the pointed state they are in but your orgasm is so close you can feel it. you close your eyes breathing from your mouth, the heat of the water causing a couple beads of sweat to roll down your temple. Slowly rocking yourself into the jet the water begins to slosh around. Like a chant, your mind just screams Joel. At this point you can’t help but think about him and how’d he look if you rode him. The way his face would contort, the noises he’d make, and the dirty filthy things he’d say about you.
Something along the lines of ‘cock hungry housewife’ or ‘his slutty daughter in law’
Your knees try to shut by themself as you begin to ride out your orgasm. Your hands holding tight onto the edge of the tub, you feel like you’ll float away if you let go. As you reach your peak Joel’s cocky smile flashes behind your eyes and you can’t help but let his name escape your lips making the infidelity seem so real now. Your knees drop and you’re a panting mess, pressing the top of your body into the cold tub you just dangle your arms over the tub and catch your breath. Praying and hoping to god Walker didn’t hear you moan his fathers name.
The bath water goes cold by the time you get out. Giving your legs a break from the beating they took from you and the jet. Slipping your robe on and slowly opening the bathroom door, peaking around to see your husband, leg dangling off the bed and his face shoved into the pillow. He heard nothing. The lump in your throat subsides, for now, as you slip into bed. Checking your phone you left on the nightstand you see two texts from Joel. One an attachment and another a text. Your heart races as you unlock your phone and press on his notification.
My third time today jerking off, can’t stop thinking about your tight pussy
It’s a picture of him watching porn. By the way he’s taking the picture it seems like he has his phone very close to his face as he shows his bare.. hairy… meaty thighs and his cock hard as can fucking be. When your eyes make contact with it, you flip your phone screen down into the blanket trying to think if you saw that correctly. Raising it back up you look at his angry red tip and the ropes of cum in his open hand on his thigh. Your eyes race all over the picture and you make out what he was watching. Your fingers pinch the screen to zoom in and the screen says.. daughter in law is an easy fuck!!
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You slept with your phone clutched close to you last night, scared that Joel was going to send another text and Walker was going to look at it.
By the time you wake up it’s a little after 10 in the morning. Walker has a dentist appointment today and you told him to wake up so you could take him but he loves letting you just sleep in. Your mind races a million miles a minute as you look at your phone and see that he’s going to ask his father to pick him up and drop him off. Do you get ready? do you wear a lot or very little clothing? do you do your makeup? First you decide to brush your teeth and comb your hair but somewhere along the way you started doing your makeup, mascara, eyeliner, and a pair of lashes. If you were going to see Joel you were going to look good.
Not knowing what to do with yourself you decide to just sit on the couch and wait for Walker and Joel. Ten minutes of twiddling your thumbs later and Joel’s truck pulls up in the driveway. Leaping off the couch and going to the window peaking a little from behind the blinds to see Joel rushing to the passenger side door as Walker, who looks absolutely drugged up, opens the door body dangling out. You watch Joel be soft with the boy, grabbing his hands, steadying his body against the truck as Joel grabs his medicine. It’s a tender moment and even with what happened between the two of you he loves his son, his only kid, he’ll always love him. You open the door and Walker pushes himself off his father and onto you engulfing you in a big hug that pushes you back a little.
“My wife! Ah..god I love saying that,” Joel grabs him off you and walks him further into the house. “I want to go upstairs! I want to make love to my wife!” Walker demands to his father, causing your face to go red, you can feel the heat rise off your body when Joel snickers a little at that comment. Joel just grabs his sons arm and drapes it over his shoulder as they walk side by side up the stairs. He kicks the door open with his dirty boot and then drops his son spread on the bed. Within seconds Walkers’ eyes begin to close but you’re quick to get him comfortable before he can pass out from the drugs. Joel goes back downstairs and a few moments later returns with a beer in his hand and Walkers medicine in the other.
“Doc said his mouth gauze needs to be changed every three hours.” Taking a big sip of the beer as he tosses the bag on the bed. The bottle leaves his lips, a line of saliva keeping him connected to the bottle, causing him to swipe his tongue across his bottom lip. it’s almost like an invitation for you to do something. His eyes wonder from you then to the bathroom right at the tub he installed.
“You liking the tub?” He begins to walk closer to you, the neck of the bottle being held by his thick fingers. You rise from Walkers side staring right into Joel’s eyes. “I remember when you asked me to install it,” his fingers coming up to push back some of the hair in your face. “I agreed happily cause I knew you’d be rubbing your pussy against the jet.” Your breath hitches in your throat and Joel takes notice in that your reaction making him chuckle. “Goddamn dirty slut!” His words echoing through the room, Walker snoring lightly besides y’all.
“I made myself cum on it last night.” It comes out of you so honestly that you can’t think about why you said it until after it sits in the air. He sets the empty bottle on the night stand and notices your wedding ring there as well. You wanted this and he sees that, it sends a bolt of electricity through his chest.
“Take off my clothes.” He tells you and you comply not really needing to be told twice or at all, you want him bare, you want to see his body and all the age and history it holds. Every scar and bruise you want to kiss, to run your tongue down his chest, over his stomach. The salty taste of him on the tip of your tongue as you run it down his peppered happy trail.
Falling to your knees quick, small hands tugging at his belt, to pull it out in one swoop and then unbuttoning his pants, your hand tries to push itself inside his boxers but he just grabs at your wrist shaking his head. “Gotta work for it, bitch.” You’re so taken back by him saying that but he keeps you in check by grabbing your face with one hand, squeezing your cheeks tightly with his fingers. “Daddy didn’t tell you to stop did he?” It’s crazy how you’re eating this shit up right now.
Joel’s lips smash into your squished face, his hand moving from your face to your throat applying light pressure to the sides with his thumb and pointer finger. He pulls away and his eyes are black with lust at this point, your face is burning up you can feel your wetness beginning to seep out the sides of your panties, the cold wood floor keeping your body from engulfing in flames. Your husband, his son asleep right next to y’all.
“G’head you ain’t done with me yet, sweetheart.” You stand back up and grab the edge of his shirt pulling it off his chest and over his arms, his salt and peppered chest hair sits so nicely spread in the middle of his tan pecs. A bit of his stomach rolling over his boxers, god he’s look so fucking hot, so…big, so..delicious. You grab his face in your hands and press your lips hard back into his, he slips his tongue inside your mouth, an animalistic urge takes over you as you bite down on the appendage. He pulls back and lets out a low growl his thumbs snaking down to hook into his boxers as he lets them slide down his thick thighs. His cock coming out and slapping against his lower stomach.
“G’me my phone,” he holds his hand out and you grab it from his pile of clothes and hand it to him. He swipes it open and then holds it above his stomach the back camera pointing right at you. “don’t get shy on me now.” He says and you give him an evil smile as you begin to tie your hair back ready to give him the sloppiest head in his life. Your hands holds his cock straight your tongue swirling around the tip before you pull back and spit right at it using the spit as lube in your hand.
You take him back in your mouth going fully down your nose getting tickled by the mound of pubic hair on him. He moans out as you let him rest in the back of your throat swallowing around the tip. He grabs the back of your messy ponytail with his free hand and pulls you off him, lines of spit connecting his cock to your mouth. You look at the camera and give it a little giggle before you go back to sucking, your hand jerks the rest of him while you take just the tip, you pull moan after moan from him it’s music to your ears to hear him like this. His hand goes back to your ponytail pushing you deeper onto him earning gags to come from your throat.
“This girl right here is my daughter in law, look at the way she sucks cock, her father in laws cock.” His praise just eggs you on to give the camera a real show one that they’ve never seen with your husband. Your hands grab at his ass as you push him deeper into your throat, you stay still for a few seconds just breathing through your nose as you moan on his cock. You finally pull back when you feel like you can’t breathe anymore. Lines of spit falling from your mouth, you look up at the camera and breathe through your mouth causing spit bubbles to rise and pop.
He pulls you up by your armpit and walks you to the edge of the bed where he tosses you like laundry onto it. Joel pushes walkers legs to his side of the bed and lays you back further on it. His upper half of his body is resting on the bed while one leg steadies himself he grabs your legs and motions them over his shoulders while he lowers his head down to your wet cunt. He licks a stripe up you, you let out a lewd moan at the contact of his tongue on you. His lips kiss at your clit, sucking lightly rubbing it between his lips. Your hands grab at the phone that’s still recording, you hold it steady as you capture him eating you out happily. His head moves back as his hand comes around to pull back your mound exposing your clit to the cold bedroom air. The tip of his tongue just assaults your clit relentlessly. Your moans getting louder and louder, you spread your arm reaches out and you accidentally to touch Walker, you recoil your free hand back into Joel’s hair.
Greedy hands push his head into you, slowly grinding yourself into his mouth. He moves his head away this time hand coming down to slap your clit. Your mouth gapes open you want to scream from the contact but your hand just goes over your mouth.
“Greedy girls get punished, don’t do it again otherwise you won’t cum.” You dare not toy with him because you know he’ll stop. The thought of being edged sounds fun but not when you’ve been craving Joel for three days now. His hand grabs the phone as he pushes himself up to his knees he moves closer to you your legs going around his waist to pull him in. He lines himself up with you and slowly pushes in the camera getting in close to capture your hungry cunt taking his whole thick length. You take a breath when he bottoms out he slowly begins moving.
“Fucking hell-‘ he hisses out as he slowly starts to move.” She’s sucking me back in.” He’s referring to your pussy that’s clenching so hard around him. You want him to always be inside of you, while you wash the dishes, while you cook, you know that Joel has a home office maybe one day you can go over while he works and just sit on his cock. His pace gets faster and faster the bed staring to shake from his thrusts.
“Already creamin’ on me darlin’.” His accent sounds like melted honey in your ears, Walker does his best to conceal his accent, but not Joel he embraces his Texan roots and you find the southern charm irresistible. “Mmm, darlin’ you are sweeter than your pies.” His thumb rubbing small circles in your clit stops as he licks the spent from his finger. You can feel your burning orgasm coming you feel like you’re going to explode.
He pulls out of you quickly causing you to whine at the loss. He grabs your thigh and flips you around making you stare right at Walker who’s still passed out. Your ass is hiked up in the air Joel pressing himself back into you and starting up his ruthless pace. “Fuck look at that ass shaking.” He says and a hard slap lands on your ass, your mouth biting into the comforter to stop any noise from coming out but the sound of skin on skin defeats the purpose.
“Daddy-please let me cum!” You whine out between his thrusts, the tip of his dick hitting your cervix each time. He drops his phone down on the bed, one hand on your hip and the other coming around your thigh to press your stomach in feeling his cock rub against your insides. You’re drooling at this point so cock drunk that you can’t help what you say or do next.
“Cum in me again daddy, put a fucking baby in me!” You scream out and who is Joel to deny the request of a beautiful woman. He thrusts into you faster then let’s out an echoing moan as he spills inside on you. The feeling of him blowing his load is enough to send you over the edge. Screaming into the comforter as he thrusts his cum deeper inside of you. He pulls out and falls on your side of the bed. Walker, his wife, and his father all in the same bed it’s a twisted fucking scene for sure. You try to move but your legs feel stuck just scooting up the bed right in the middle of them.
“I’ve been faking my orgasms for the past couple nights.” You tell him bluntly, you tell him like it’s his fault because is it. He’s ruined you for your husband and he knows it. You’ve also ruined him, how is he supposed to go back to having pussy from a rando. He wants his daughter in law, his kinky daughter in law who sucks and fucks like his own personal pornstar.
“Well when you feel like that darlin, just break something and you know I’ll be over in a heartbeat, just for you.” Walker begins to move around groaning at the pain that’s coming from his mouth that causes Joel to get up and begin getting dressed. You sit up and begin to take care of your husband. Joel gives you a light whistle as you take the bloody gauze out of walkers mouth your head turning to look at the door. He gives you a wink and blows you a kiss then walks out the door leaving you with your husband once again.
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i LOVED In the Middle,😍🥰 thank you so much!!! Could you please write Jill x fem!reader sleepy, romantic morning sex?
I love your work!! Thanks, again!
Good Morning
~Jill Valentine x fem! Reader~
Word count: 2353
Content warnings: smut, sexual content, female reader, reader referred to as a woman, lesbian sex, dominant jill, submissive reader, pet name baby used often, tribing/grinding/humping/scissoring, PRAISE, dirty talk, overstimulation, oral (reader receiving), love bombs
!!!!!!!!MINORS DNI! THIS IS PURELY SEXUAL CONTENT!!!!!!!
“Do you ever sleep in, Valentine?” you teased your girlfriend. It’s an early Saturday morning and neither one of you work today. That leaves you free to sleep in and spend the day doing whatever you please.
But not Jill Valentine, oh no. Sun’s up, Jill’s up. She always has something to work on. One morning you woke up only a few hours after she did, to a rearranged living room with a fresh coat of paint.
“There’s a whole part of the day that you miss out on, baby. Do you know how much you can get done with the extra few hours in the morning?” she placed a kiss on your forehead.
“Nope. And I’m not interested in learning either,” you grabbed an extra pillow and buried your face into it. Nothing of significance could happen before noon, at least not significant enough to be better than the extra hours of sleep. Jill laughs as she rubs soothing circles into your back. If she really wanted you to wake up for the day, she sure as hell wasn’t helping. A few more minutes of this and you’d be right back to sleep.
“Alright, sleeping beauty. I’ll let you get back to sleep. It’s too bad though, I had plans for you,” she cooed at you. She definitely piqued your interest with that statement. Jill never disappoints with her plans or ideas, especially when it comes to you.
You sigh before propping yourself up on an elbow, “Okay, I’m listening.” Jill smiles down at you victoriously. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on now, before I change my mind,” you state before laying your head back in the pillows, your chest towards the ceiling.
“I was just thinking, you’ve been working a lot of hours,” Jill raises her eyebrows at you.
“Yeah.”
“And I’ve been working a lot of hours,” she points her thumb towards her chest.
“That is also true,” you say cautiously. You weren’t quite sure where she was going with this. Knowing Jill, you could end up three towns over, remodeling the bathroom, or with her between your legs. Now that you’re thinking about it, you hope she ends up between your legs. Your heart rate slightly picks up just at the thought of it.
She shoots you a look knowingly, reading the change in the expression on your face. “And I’ve missed you so much this week. I’m hoping you missed me just as much,” she caresses your cheek and you lean into the touch.
“You know I did.”
Jill chuckles at your response. “So, I was thinking,” she pulls herself on top of you, her legs straddling yours, “I could show you just how much I missed you.” You gaze up at her face, your eyes being pulled to her lips as her teeth dig into them, before releasing them and running her tongue along her button lip.
You hum at her curiously, “I don’t know, I’m not feeling very missed. You might have to work extra hard.” She nuzzles her face in your neck, her lips leaving open mouthed kisses along your pulse point. You feel yourself growing steadily wet, your arousal beginning to drip into your panties.
Jill didn’t even have to try, your body always turned into putty beneath her. You always gave yourself over to the perfect woman so easily. All she had to do was climb on top of you and make promises of what she could do to you for you to become desperate for her touch. She knew your body so well, almost as if it was made for her. And in the back of your mind, you believe you probably were made for her.
“Baby,” she gently nips at the sensitive skin of your neck, “You know I’m not afraid of a little hard work.”
As soon as the last word leaves her mouth, she’s sucking the skin of your neck harshly between her teeth. Your body instinctively arches up into hers, encouraging her to bite into your neck. You hiss at the mixture of pain and pleasure. Before you can say anything, she’s releasing your skin from her teeth and gently lapping at the sore skin with her tongue.
Your hands tightly fist the back of her oversized t-shirt and she’s quick to pull it from your grasp, yanking it over her head. Your eyes take in her bare chest, nipples raised at the sudden exposure to the chill of your bedroom. You groan as you admire the sight above you. Every time Jill undresses for you it’s just as exciting as the very first time. You could never grow tired of seeing her pale skin and supple breasts.
You crane your neck up to suck one of her nipples into your mouth, earning you a glorious moan from Jill. You take her other nipple between your thumb and index finger, rolling it in time with your mouth's actions on the other. You’ve never been known as a patient woman, so you’re quickly bringing your mouth to her other nipple and sucking it just as eagerly. She must be pleased with what you’re doing to her because her hips start to grind deeply into yours.
You pull your mouth away from her breasts, head falling back into the pillows as a moan slips past your lips at the friction she’s giving you. Pure need is coursing through your body as your hips buck up into hers, desperate for more. You look up from where you two meet to gaze into Jill’s eyes, only to find her already staring down at you. The look on her face could only be described as pure admiration; it has you melting beneath her.
“I might die if you don’t kiss me right now.”
Jill chuckles and shakes her head, “Don’t do that, baby. I’m not even close to finished with you yet.” And with that her lips crash into yours. It’s sloppy and passionate, which is often how you find yourself kissing her. Your love for her battles with your desperation for her, resulting in teeth clashing together and slobber slipping down your chins.
Your hands run up her body until your fingers are gripped tightly into her hair. She moans into your mouth at the pull, but you can’t control yourself. You don’t know if you two can get any closer, but you need her closer so you’ll certainly fucking try.
Jill’s hands roam your body, stopping to play with the hem of your pajama pants. You’re suddenly regretting wearing them to bed last night, despite how chilly the air was. Now, you are burning up, desperately trying to get the pants off of your body as sweat starts to shine on your overheated skin.
Jill grips the fabric and starts to tug it down, you can’t help but eagerly raise your hips to assist her. You whine when you realize she’s pulled your panties off with the pants. Nothing keeps her from where you want her most and you’re dying for her to reach out; to ease the ache growing between your thighs.
“Eager, are we?” she taunts you before her lips connect with yours again.
“Very.”
“No time to waste then,” she hurriedly tugs your shirt off and pulls off her panties, leaving you two completely naked for each other. She leans back down to you as you wrap your legs around her waist. You pull her hips until they’re flushed with yours again.
She gently nips at your bottom lip with her teeth, teasing you. Your lip quivers as your legs clench around her body, trying your hardest to remain patient for her.
This was how she liked you, patient and obedient beneath her. Jill liked to be in control, she needed control over everything possible after what she’d been through. You on the other hand, you needed to relinquish control. You found power and strength in submission, and Jill absolutely adored this. You two meshed together perfectly.
Jill placed one last kiss on your lips before straightening her back, giving you the most immaculate view of her in the process. She spread your thighs until your pussy was perfectly spread for her. She hums appreciatively as she soaks in the view of your body on display just for her.
Your hips stutter and shake the more you lay there waiting for Jill to touch you. She takes notice of each little twitch and smirks at how needy you are for her.
She closes the mere few inches separating her pussy from yours, pressing against you firmly. A pathetic whine leaves your mouth and you can’t help but blush at the embarrassing sound.
“Awe, sweet girl, don’t be ashamed. I absolutely love those adorable sounds you make for me. They’re my second favorite thing,” she praises you. You bite your lip to fight your eyes from rolling back into your skull.
You squirm beneath her, “What’s your favorite thing?” Your voice comes out quiet and breathless, but just loud enough for Jill to hear.
Jill smiles from ear to ear, “This sweet pussy of yours. Don’t ever forget it.” She takes the opportunity while you’re distracted trying to process her words to start grinding her pussy into yours.
You can’t stop your eyes from rolling into the back of your skull now. You also can’t help the whiny, high-pitched moan that tumbles from you either. The stimulation of her clit against yours has your entire body rumbling with overwhelming pleasure. You can feel it from your toes, all the way up to the follicles of your hair.
“Fuck, that feels so good, Jill, holy shit, yes,” you mumble your words out in between pants. You can’t process a single coherent thought. The only thing you’re able to focus on is the pleasure you’re receiving.
“Yeah? You like when my pussy kisses yours, baby?” she asks, a blush breaking out across the skin of your face and chest from her words. “Yeah you do. I can feel how wet you just got for me.” And holy fuck, can you feel it too. You can feel your whole pussy pulsing with arousal and need.
Jill continues to steadily grind into your pussy. You have to consciously force yourself to swallow your saliva to keep from drooling on yourself. Your pussy clenches around nothing as Jill starts grinding into your clit just right.
Your back arches, further pushing you into the pleasure, hitting that perfect spot harder.
You whine out desperately, “Your pussy feels so good, Jill. Grind your pussy into me, holy fuck. Just like that, just like that. You feel so fucking good, baby. You feel perfect.” Maybe you’d feel shame at how needy you sound if you weren’t so close to coming all over her pussy.
“You gonna come?” you nod quickly, “Fucking hold it. You’re gonna come with me when I come,” she demands as she starts moving her hips faster, arousal pouring down both of your thighs as your pussies grind together wetly.
“I’m trying, fuck I’m trying. You fuck me so good, you’re fucking me so so good. God, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come,” you plead with her. You’re clenching your muscles tensely trying to hold back your orgasm, but with the way she’s fucking you, it’s basically impossible.
“Come for me, baby. I’m gonna come for you,” Jill tells you and you’re instantly sent over the edge. Your nails dig into the flesh of her hips harshly as your body convulses with waves of hot pleasure. The look on your face while you come is what finally sends Jill over the edge as well.
“I’m coming, I’m coming all over your sweet pussy,” Jill pants out as she keeps the pace of her fast grinding. Her head falls back as loud moans fall from her mouth, extending your orgasm. You can’t stop coming against her pussy and the overstimulation has tears falling from your eyes.
Jill’s orgasm finally passes as she looks down at you panting heavily. She slowly rubs her pussy against you, making you whimper at the aftershocks shooting through you.
“Such a good girl, my sweet girl,” Jill praises you, staring at your body with lust blown eyes. A thin layer of sweat coats her body, emphasizing her post-orgasm glow. The way she looks at you has your clit pulsing painfully.
Jill finally scoots away from your core, you squeeze your eyes shut as the cool air hits your swollen and used cunt. You spend a few seconds trying to steady your breathing before your back is arching off of the mattress as Jill’s tongue starts lapping at your clit.
“J-Jill, wait. I, fuck, I can’t. Shit, I can’t handle it,” you whine pitifully as your fingers grip her hair tightly.
She pulls her head back just an inch, still feeling her hot breath on your pussy, “You can take it, baby. Be a good girl and let me clean up the mess I made.” She quickly brings her mouth back to you, sucking and slurping your come mixed with hers off of your sensitive lips.
“I c-can’t,” you whimper before a loud moan steals your breath, “Fuck, your mouth feels so good. Oh my god. What’s the point of cleaning the mess just to cause another?” You start helplessly grinding against her face.
Jill hushes you, “Don’t ask questions I can’t answer, love. Just come in my mouth like I know you want to.”
“Ugh, yes. I wanna come in your fucking mouth. I wanna come with your tongue on my pussy.”
“That’s my girl. And my girl gets what she wants, doesn’t she? Relax and let me show you why you love me.”
“I love you for more than your incredible tongue. I mean, your talented tongue does fucking help though. You have to be such an expert at everything.”
Jill laughs at your words, “Love you too.” No more words leave the pretty woman’s mouth as it becomes occupied with more important things. Fuck, maybe you could grow to like mornings if this is how they start every day.
~masterlist~
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In the Red of Night
Pairing: Modern!AU Aemond Targaryen x you
Summary: Aemond likes coffee. And sugar. And other things.
Warnings: Future smut.
He liked to think that after all this time, he was better than this.
But as dawn began to tint the sky in purples and pinks, Aemond Targaryen looked down at his hands, stained with dried blood, and told himself the worst lies were the ones you told yourself.
He stood, dusting off his black trousers, and headed back to his loft. The sun had begun to peek over the taller buildings by the time he turned onto his street. Despite myths and movies, sunlight wouldn’t burn him to ashes or make him sparkle. It did feel a little warmer than he liked and after a few minutes, his skin would be the bright pink that a normal pale person got after a day at the beach with no sun cream or protection, but given the fact that he had pale skin, not to mention the silver white hair that made most people do double takes, it was generally understood that he preferred to be in the shade.
He nodded at the doorman, who never questioned his hours, and headed for the private elevator around the corner. He pressed the button and the mechanism began its near silent whirr as it traveled up to the top floor.
Walking inside his front door, he began pulling off his shirt, throwing it into his bedroom hamper before he began unzipping his trousers. His bed was neatly made, since he hadn’t slept in it the previous night, and he finished undressing before he walked into his bathroom.
He let the cool water beat down on his head and back for a few minutes before he began scrubbing the blood off his skin. There wasn’t a lot of it, as he had long ago learned to not make a mess when he indulged, but it reminded him that he needed to be careful. His very appearance and physicality made him noticeable and he could not afford to stand out any more than he already did.
One of the many advantages of the modern world was the existence of coffee shops - he was addicted to the stuff. He also didn’t want to bother making it himself, and most shops had a quiet corner or two where he could work and watch people, and he wouldn’t be bothered.
He dressed in his usual greys and blacks, pulled a thin cashmere knit hat over his pale hair, and went downstairs. There was a coffee shop across the street from his building, and he had been waiting for the new owner to finish the remodeling and updating, and it was, finally, open for business. He’d waited for the initial rush to settle before he crossed the street and walked in.
It reminded him of a favorite bar he’d frequented in Paris long ago. The decor was timeless, with vases and objets d’art that were either priceless antiques or very good reproductions, set safely on high shelves. There was soft music playing, not the obnoxious litany of mumbling boys that sounded like they were barely awake - the 90s had been particularly trying music-wise - but, again, he thought back to the beginning of the previous century and felt that this place would have looked right at home then.
Of course, it had the latest technology, from the cameras to the outlets to accommodate several devices at every table. The pristine sterling steel machines kept up a steady stream of both coffee and a low hum of sound, and Aemond quickly found a corner where he could perch himself for the next couple of hours. He set down his laptop, placed his hoodie over it, and headed over to the counter, where several people managed to dodge each other’s arms as they worked to serve their customers.
There was a tempting array of cakes and pastries, and Aemond, who loved sugar almost as much as he loved a certain dark red liquid, immediately chose a chocolate cake with what looked like hazelnuts on top.
“Eyeing the chocolate praline, are we?”
He looked up at the cheerful voice and his eyes landed on a pair of green eyes, crinkling at the corners, as they studied him.
“Is it made in house?”
“Of course, that one is made by me, actually. Chocolate hazelnut praline, it’s a popular one. Some coffee along with your cake?”
He nodded. “Black, whatever you think will go best with it, and seven sugars.”
Her eyes snapped up to his, “okay, then,” she smiled. “please don’t damage the walls when you start bouncing off of them later.”
She turned to grab a plate and start brewing some coffee while he immediately began to think of all the ways he could damage the walls. Most of them involved having her legs wrapped around him, and he blinked, pushing the thought away when she turned back to him.
“Will there be anything else?”
“Hmm. Not for now, I’ll be doing some work and probably get something else later.”
She nodded and rang up his purchase. If she was impressed by the heavy, black-finish credit card he handed her, she gave no sign. “I’ll bring it over in a minute.” She smiled at him and turned to greet another customer.
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You’d seen him a couple of times before, during the last couple of weeks as you put the final touches on the coffee shop. The hair, obviously, had caught your attention, and the fact that he was so tall. He lived across the street and you hoped he’d become a regular, start building your little clientele, have your core group of customers as well as the more casual buyers.
He had a very, very nice ass, you thought, glancing discreetly as he walked away. Lean and rangy, he had covered his hair today, and in his dark clothes blended in pretty well within the little corner he’d chosen. You grabbed his coffee, a bowl with extra sugars, and his cake, and took it all over to his table. “Here you are, let me know if you need anything else,” you smiled. He had the most lovely shade of eyes, somewhere between dark blue and purple.
“Thank you, I will.”
You really wanted to stay and trace your fingertip over every sharp edge of that stunning face, the wide lips, the faded scar over his eye. Instead, you turned back to your counter and your customers, and decided to later find out more about the sugar fiend who had just come in to your shop.
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I want to make people happy, bht have been struggling to make that happen, so i thought, well, might as well give someone a chance to use me to fufill their dreams. Mind transforming me into something thatll make ya real happy?
So you want to be something that makes me happy? Well that's the first someone asked for that. Well I'm into a lot of things so let's look into two scenarios!
As you might be able to tell, korean men are something I'm into so how about we say...
You awaken from a slumber as your phone rings from an unknown caller. Despite your usual attitude of ignoring such calls you were so groggy you decided to answer the phone. The call started and all on the other side was loud static and maybe some words like "muscle", "korean" and "growth", but you were barely awake to even understand anything and the call eventually ended. You were very confused and just shook it off as some weird scam, promptly going back to sleep. Unbeknownst to you your body was slowly being remodeled into the perfect korean bodybuilder as your shirt tightened and your pecs ballooning up as well as other muscles growing. By morning you were already the perfect korean bodybuilder snoozing real cutely.
You awaken from your slumber not realizing you were a big hunk, scratching your head as you headed your way to your bathroom. You looked into the mirror and couldn't believe your eyes. You were hot! You quickly took your shirt off and took no time in flexing for the mirror.
As you flexed, the memories of a korean bodybuilder replaced your own current memories until the korean man you saw before you was all you knew. Of course your apartment was now a house and you had a youtube video to make so you turned on the camera and began to speak.
"안녕하세요 여러분 황철순입니다" (Hello everyone, Hwang Chul Soon here.)
The video making process without a hitch and you uploaded the video and the comments came rolling in. One comment intrigued you though by a someone named "Transformation4life"
"Nice muscles" They said. You wanted to get to know them better and we'll just have to see where that goes...
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And that's one possibility... But you know I also like big strong burly guys so...
You make you way to the gym after finally getting the courage to finally get big.
"Oh a newbie!" the large front desk clerk remarked. You didn't expect the clerk to be big but he was pretty good looking.
You sign up for the gym membership pretty quickly and the clerk smiled.
"Now that you're signed up all members get a cool free set of headphones! Enjoy!" The clerk reached into a cabinet with a set of headphones and handed them to you. You completely forgot to get yours so this is convenient.
After putting your extra set of clothes in your assigned locker you make your way to a workout machine and plug the headphone jack in to your phone and the the headphones into your ears with your favorite music blasting and pick up the weights before you. You begin to lift and lift and lift and lift. Despite your inexperience somehow you felt like you've been doing it for multiple years. When you finally feel like you're finished you feel... different. You look down and see that... woah! You have beefed up in size in a flash. Your pecs are meaty yet bouncy, bodyhair all over, strong biceps, a manly bear, and even a tattoo? The pure masculine energy now emanating from you was enough to make you want to flex ripping your shirt right off in the mirror.
That flex was a trigger that caused a whole slew of memories to seep into your brain as you were rewired to be a years experienced bodybuilder who loved being a manly man. The memories made you flex again with a lot more cockiness never felt before.
Before getting back to your routine workout you notice someone that's inexperienced in working out and is having trouble with their workout. Being the bodybuilder you are you approach them and so something begins perhaps....
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And that's just two possibilities... either way thanks for the opportunity to write this kind of thing i appreciate it!
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[CN] Shaw's bday ASMR - Summer Night Rhythm
⚡Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an ASMR which hasn't released in EN yet!⚡
[Transcript under the cut!]
Please please read the transcript along the video as to not to miss out his raspy, sleepy voice 💦
[sound of door knocking and cicada's]
came fast enough
It seems that you are very interested in my remodeled room
Okay
Getting smarter
I just took pictures of only one corner of the room on purpose
So that some "curious rabbits"
come bouncing
Eh
Why did you open your mouth and bite?
Don't mess with you?
Then i can't do that
[MC bite shaw]
Hiss
OK, OK, OK.
You are very tired from working overtime these days
Soreness all over the body
Bad mood
You should be treated as a bodhisattva
[shaw cuckles]
Stop teasing you
Go inside
[sound of footsteps + shaw breathing]
Just okay?
[shaw clicks his tongue]
The requirements are quite high
[sound of pressing buttons]
What about this
[shaw laughs]
Not bad
These sensor lights didn't take that much effort
I just did some stuff casually
Play the game this way
It's more exciting when you watch a movie.
And when some people come to “board”
I won't trip over things when going to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
Don't know
I thought it was some thief going on duty for the first time
Clumsy
[MC beats shaw and bit him AGAIN]
Ah hiss
You're addicted to biting, right?
Why don't you put a row of tooth marks on my arm?
Then donate me to a museum
I have thought of the title of the work for you
just call
"Daily Life of a Rogue Rabbit"
[MC start walking out of the room and shaw grabbing her midway]
where are you going?
Angry?
Oh.... to turn on the lights
No need
Let's leave it like that.
Why are you looking at me with that expression?
What are you laughing at?
You're the one who got the wrong idea.
[shaw purposely lowering his voice to an octave]
Or are you thinking wrongly?
I see you are tired from work these two days
Dimly lit environment
Helps you relax a bit
[shaw clicks his tongue]
However
You really got it right today
Come
I'll show you a good thing
My new massage sofa
Isn't it a backache?
Come
try
Comfortable?
The more comfortable ones are still behind.
I’ll adjust the first rate strength for you to begin off
[beeping sound]
Of course not bad
When have I ever gone wrong when I picked something
They’re all first class goods
what
only you can enjoy
Let me stand around and stare?
I won't do such a wasteful thing
If you don't want to be oppressed by me
just sit down
[shaw joins MC on the massaging chair]
Too crowded?
[shaw cuckles lightly]
Usually one meter eight of the bed is squeezed into one meter two by you
Why didn't I hear you complaining about that
[low humming sound of the massage chair + shaw breathing sounds]
Don't worry
I've asked
Although this is not a massage sofa for two people
But it’s okay for two people to use it at the same time
[rustling of clothes sound???]
It's okay
very comfortable
But isn't the strength a little bit less powerful?
Don’t you think so too?
[beeping + buzzing sounds from the chair + shaw moaning sounds]
What's wrong
Not enjoying the power of technology
You're afraid I'll fall asleep
i didn't slept
just close your eyes
What are you doing
So concerned about whether I am sleepy or not
[shaw yawns]
oh
Want to go out and watch a movie?
sure
Go later
[rustling of clothes + shaw clicking his tongue]
What are you messing with?
be honest
Didn't say not to go out to see
Let me get a rest for a while
Who said that if I shut my eyes for a while, it takes three hours
[shaw sleepy voice]
save your energy
tickling doesn't work on me
How come you got serious
[shaw grabs MC hands and whispers in a sleepy voice]
I've said it all, just sleep for a while
[continuous humming sound + shaw steady breathing]
Not asleep and awake
[from here on you’ll hear his raspy, sleepy voice which sounds so sexy]
Hey
Where are you putting your hands?
Thanks to you
I'm fully awake now
It's time to settle
Admit defeat?
I haven't done anything yet
Just surrendered straight away?
that's not right
It can't be so easy
Itchy?
So you know how itchy it is too
then bear with it
I won't stop easily
you didn't find yourself
You’re extra rebellious today?
hmmmm
Ii’s right to just don't admit it
Rebels are like this
So ....
Got to cure
what am i doing
what else can i do
Of course, to settle the score
We got it back one by one
It won't take long.
that is
Just before dawn, I guess
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Sinboud- Chapter 9
Summary: Everyone finds out Eddie and Y/n are engaged; Chimney tells Eddie’s secret and Buck finds out.
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It’s been a week since Eddie and I got engaged and we haven’t told anyone besides the kids and Carla. We wanted it to stay between us for a little while. Today was saturday and Buck was getting Alex from the house which would be the first time we saw each other since Eddie and I’s engagement. I could just take the ring off and pretend that Eddie and I aren’t engaged but I don’t think I can go much longer without telling Buck. I was sitting on the couch when I heard the doorbell ring. “Alex, Buck is here. Please make sure you don’t forget anything.”
“Alright mom.” Alex yelled from her room.
I went to the door to let Buck in. “Hey Buck. She’s almost ready, come in.”
Buck smiled at me as I opened the door. “Hey, it’s like I haven’t seen you in forever. Where have you been hiding?” Buck looked me up and down and that’s when he noticed the ring on my left middle finger. “Or should I say what have you been hiding?”
I let out an awkward laugh. “Yeah, uhh…We’re engaged.”
Buck looked uneasy. “That’s great. I’m happy for you guys.” Buck’s reply felt flat and had no meaning behind it. “Is Alex almost ready? I’m just kind of in a rush.”
“I’m not sure. Where you rushing to?” I asked, hoping to keep our conversation going. A week without seeing Buck was stressful enough. Having awkward tension between us would just make it worse.
“Just home. Wanted to get a few things done and all.”
“Redecorating or remodeling?” Before Buck could answer, Eddie came from the room into the living room.
“Hey Buck. What’s up?”
“Nothing. Just heard the news, congrats guys.” He said, once again lacking any sincerity or emotion.
“Thanks. Could you keep this between us? At least until tomorrow? I wanna tell the team myself.”
“Yeah of course no problem.” Alex walked into the living room with her belongings. “You ready kiddo?”
“Yeah. Bye guys.”
“Bye honey. Have fun with dad.” I hugged her as she left. “Bye Buck.”
“Later y/n.” He and Alex left.
“Did you notice anything off about Buck?”
“What do you mean?”
“He just seemed weird. I don’t know, not like himself?”
“No, I didn't notice anything. Why?”
“Nothing, just forget about it. Let’s order something to eat.” I walked to the kitchen with Eddie following behind me.
Eddie’s POV
It was the beginning of my shift at the 118 and I thought now would be the best time to tell them about Y/n and I’s engagement. I went into the kitchen and saw Chimney, Bobby, Hen, Ravi, and Buck. “Hey guys. I have some news.”
“What’s up? Everything okay?” Ravi asked.
“Yeah everything’s great. I just wanted to tell you guys Y/n and I got engaged last week.”
“What? That’s great!” Hen exclaimed as she pulled me into a hug.
“Congrats. That’s amazing.” Bobby added. I looked over and noticed Chimney was giving me a weird look. Thankfully the bell went off which meant it was time for us to get into the field.
After stopping the fire and returning back to the firehouse, Chimney finally caught up to me when it was just the two of us in the locker room. “Engaged? Was this before or after you told her you hooked up with your ex?”
“Chim, just drop it. Alright?”
“No, I’m not going to drop it. You’ve done some really stupid things Eddie but this? This takes the cake. I told you to tell her.”
“Yeah and I decided not to. What’s the point? It’s not like it’ll ever happen again.”
“That’s not the point. You want to start a marriage on a lie? Is that what Y/n deserves?”
“I said drop it Howie.” I slammed the locker closed. “It’s not your life it’s mine alright?”
“Listen I’m not trying to get into your life or make any decisions for you but Y/n is my friend just as much as you are and I can’t do this to her. If you don’t tell her, someone will.”
“For the last time, drop it.” I started to head to the bathroom.
Chimney’s POV
After finishing my shift and the tense talk with Eddie, I headed home to Jee and Maddie. Maddie was awake when I got there but Jee was still asleep. “Hey, you’re up early.” “Couldn’t sleep. How was work?”“As it always is. Home without a scratch and ready to sleep.” “Really.” I hummed in response. “DId you hear the news? Eddie and Y/n are engaged.”“How did you know?” “Buck told me yesterday. I assumed Eddie told you guys today.”“Buck knew already?” “Yeah. He went to pick up Alex and saw the ring. That’s great. I’m so happy for them.” I didn’t reply right away and maddie must have picked up on my hesitation. “That is great right?’ “Yeah, no of course. It’s amazing.”“Howie, what aren’t you telling me?” The way maddie was looking at me I knew there was no lying to her. “Alright. I’m going to tell you something and you can’t tell Buck. You can’t tell anyone actually.” “Okay.”“Promise Maddie.” “I promise.” “Eddie told me that he cheated with Ana.” “What!”“And he still hasn’t told Y/n. So she’s going into a marriage built on a lie. It also seems like he doesn’t plan on telling her.” “What? Howie you knew all of this and you said nothing?”“He asked me not to because he said he wanted to tell her himself, but next thing I know they're engaged and she still has no idea.” “Well we have to do something.”“No, we do nothing. Eddie begged me not to say anything and you just promised me.” “I had my fingers crossed just in case it was something bad.”“Darn it Maddie. We talked about finger-crossing.” “Someone has to tell her.”“It can’t be us though.” I quickly challenged her. “You know what you’re right. Someone she trusts to tell her, someone who knows her very well and cares about her more than both of us combined…” I noticed where her train of thought was headed. “No! I said you can’t tell Buck.”“I know but either we tell her or he does. Which would you prefer?” I sighed because I knew she was right. “Fine but we'll tell him together.”“Okay. We’re doing this as soon as I drop Jee off.” I just groaned. All I wanted was to sleep. Sure enough after Maddie dropped off Jee, she invited Buck over. “So what was so urgent that you guys couldn’t wait until I finished my nap?”“Chimney and I have something to tell you and you have to stay calm. It’s about Eddie and Y/n.” “What happened? Is everything okay?” Buck replied anxiously.“It’s okay, somewhat.” “Eddie confided in me about something and Y/n needs to know, but we think it would be best if she heard it from you.” “Okay what is it?“Eddie cheated on Y/n with Ana.” “What?” Evan shot up from his chair. “He did what?” “Listen, calm down.” “I’m not going to calm down. He cheated on y/n while she was pregnant. It’s not something I’m gonna just let go.” “We’re not asking you to forget but we’re asking you to think before you react. We need you to break it to her gently. “So what, you want me to sit on this for how long? Huh! While she thinks she’s in this fairytale relationship with her knight in shining armor?” “No Buck, we just want you to think first.” I replied.“How can I do that when the woman I love is engaged to a cheater?” Buck replied. It was obvious he didn’t mean to but I think we all knew that Buck was still in love with Y/n. “Buck I understand you love Y/n but Eddie is still your best friend.” Maddie said, trying to rationalize with Buck.“Not anymore. Not after what he did to y/n.” Buck went to leave when I quickly grabbed his arm, “Buck we’re not asking you to keep this a secret, we're just asking that you try and find the best time.”“As soon as I can I’m telling her but I will do it in the right way.
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Part 17
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Pairing: Syverson x ofc
Series summary: Life with Sy, what more can you wish for? The most amazing husband and father to a whole litter of cute little kids... Sometimes you wonder "how did you get here?"
Chapter warnings: None, unless you consider tooth-rotting fluff a warning? There's probably some swearing.... Oh, and we're going through more remodeling. That deserves a warning.
Word count: 1.2k
A/N: When your girl's day is not the it and you have another chapter linied up 😘 @keanureevesisbae enjoy some domestic bliss w/ your man. (I owe up to and including 20, jsyk)
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“I’m not entirely sure how me insulting the very core of his being ended in you two moving in together, but I’m happy it did.” Jules had spent a very long time that morning groveling, until you had finally decided it was enough. Sy had actually been more than happy to let her off the hook, but that just didn’t fly with you. Then again, Jules and Patrick were helping Sy move his stuff from the company warehouse to your place, which made up for whatever you felt she still needed to make up for. The boys were still on their way with the big stuff, which meant you and Jules had found some time for tea.
“You don’t think this is a ridiculous idea?” Despite being fairly sure that Sy was the love of your life, you still wondered if four months wasn’t too soon to take such a drastic step. You were entirely confident you’d never forgive yourself if you fucked this up for good.
Jules thought about that for a moment.
“No,” she said, “I think it’s a good idea. I handpicked this one for you, Lara.” You couldn’t deny that. Besides, even you were a long ways past pretending she hadn’t made a damn fine choice.
The guys finally arrived, and as it turned out, you and Jules could continue your lovely little tea party, because you were no use at all when it came to lifting couches. The dark leather of Sy’s vintage chesterfields went nicely with the deep blue you’d settled on for the wall behind the fireplace. It was cozy, but the large windows in the back wall prevented it from becoming too dark altogether. Jules looked around with an approving smile on her face as you watched the men move the sofa around – and occasionally gave instructions. You smiled. Jules telling the boys where to put things in your house was very on brand for her. It was also a good thing she was giving the exact instructions you would have, so you didn’t have to interrupt her.
The past week with Sy had been absolutely amazing. Most of it had been filled with making plans for the house, which included finally moving your bedroom upstairs…
“We could take my bed? It’s bigger,” Sy had suggested when you were going over the furniture you had between the two of you. It was true, but you had still found it unnecessary at first. He’d had to point out to you roughly seventy times that he hadn’t known you would only be sleeping in your new bed for around two months before the two of you would move in together – and honestly, if he had known, you wouldn’t have believed him if he had told you that from the beginning.
“We sleep on the same ninety centimeters,” you had said, “sorry, that’s…”
Sy finished your sentence before you could even start to do the math: “Three feet.” You had shrugged, assuming he was right – probably more so than you would have been, anyway. You had also secretly hoped that he would drop the subject, but he didn’t. In the end, you hadn’t been able to make any kind of a solid case against a bigger bed. The only problem was that it would be far too big for the room that was currently your bedroom. Sy’s suggestion had been to make your shared bedroom and the en-suite bathroom the next projects around the house, which you had agreed to. It would be nice to have a modern bathroom, not the provisionally repaired and still slightly disgusting – the kind that didn’t go away from cleaning – wreck you had been living with until now.
Luckily, Sy hadn’t been needed at work the entire week, and your bedroom had been blessed with painted walls and a floor that wasn’t beyond depressing.
“The floor looks amazing, Sy,” you had said as you walked into the room for the first time – carefully, because you were fairly sure Sy would have had your head if you had scratched it on day one.
“Are you sayin’ that ‘cause you think I wanna hear it, Sugar?” he’d asked with an impossibly big grin on his face. You had confirmed his suspicion when you rolled your eyes– you couldn’t really muster up more enthusiasm about a goddamn floor. That being said, you had definitely had to admit it looked better than before. It looked like it hadn’t been dead and buried underneath ugly carpet for God knows how long.
“Well, you’d be right, I do wanna hear it. Sandin’ the sumbitch down damn near cost me my back.” Of course, you had immediately offered to take care of that with a massage, knowing full well there was no way either of you would ever have been able to keep your hands off the other.
The past days had been filled with disagreements on the colors of rugs, curtains, and paint. Moving in together meant a little bit of a clash between Sy’s taste for more dark and intense colors, and your preference for more neutral tones and a more feminine touch. Sy won your little squabble about the color of the bedroom – although black wasn’t technically a color – and now you were seriously considering giving him the green light to go dark for the bathroom as well, because you actually really liked the cozy feeling the dark walls gave you. Of course you made the mistake of telling him that, which made him slightly more arrogant than was useful when trying to negotiate other things, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like your man a lot cocky and a little bossy at times.
When it came to the furnishing of the bedroom, Sy felt it was absolutely necessary to badger you with the same old subject you’d said no to a million times; what to do with his TV. Or rather; what to do with your TV, since his was – once again – bigger, and therefore it made sense to put that one in the living room.
“Absolutely not, Sy,” you said for the millionth time that week, while cleaning the kitchen. Suddenly, an arm appeared on either side of you and he had you pinned in place against the counter.
“Why not, Sugar?” He sounded pouty. Why did he sound pouty? It didn’t suit him. It was cute, though – at least it could be, when you weren’t already on edge about having to clean your entire house several times a day because remodeling just did that.
“Because, Sy, we don’t need a TV in our bedroom,” you said. Every time you found yourself using the words ‘our bedroom’, you got butterflies in your stomach. Right now, it was highly inconvenient, because you were trying to sound serious.
“But…” That was it. You turned around between his arms, which was difficult, because he held you against the counter pretty tightly, and looked up at him.
“Jonathan George Syverson, if you want your dick sucked in that bedroom, ever again, you’ll listen to me. There will be no TV in our bedroom.” You made sure to carefully emphasize every last word in that sentence. “Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes ma’am, abundantly.” End of discussion.
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Line: "I never would've known from that look on your face." Location: incident scene
So for this one I’ve decided to do a continuation of the slight AU universe where Sylvie works at 40. You can find part 1 here.
Okay here we go.
Btw, this AU branched off from the S2/S3 apartment fire. Neither Shay nor Gabby died. Gabby went to 105 to be their candidate and then bounced around different houses as a firefighter, never coming back to 51. Eventually, she and Matt flamed out before ever walking down the aisle. Shay became PIC on 61 and Mills became her partner in S3 and the partner rotation since has been the same. Just with Shay instead of Sylvie.
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Matt Casey is not a texter. Anyone at 51 could attest to that. He never responds to anything in the group chat unless someone, probably Kidd or Mikami, tags him a million times. But for Sylvie Brett, he’ll text.
Texting back and forth with her has been the highlight of his day for the last week. They haven’t been able to schedule a drink yet. His construction jobs have gotten in the way and she’s had to pull back to back doubles since the PIC on first watch is out sick. It sucks but he gets it. He’s been there too. Her firehouse needs her, so she shows up. He respects that.
The lack of a date in his schedule hasn’t dampened his spirits though and everyone at 51 has noticed.
“Man, the smiling has got to stop,” Severide tells him as they’re leaving Boden’s office. “You’re freaking me out.”
He intends to defend himself but his phone buzzes in his jacket pocket, distracting him. Checking his texts immediately, he chuckles at a goofy meme Sylvie sent him.
“Jesus, you’re whipped.”
His head snaps up at the sound of the smirk in his best friend’s voice. “What, like you’re not? Remind me, what show do you happily binge with Kidd until her heart’s content now?”
“The Bachelor is actually freaking hilarious.”
“Uh huh, sure.”
“So, when are you actually going to go on a date with this girl?”
“Whenever the medic she’s covering for comes back, I guess. Or whenever I finish this bathroom I’m remodeling. Whichever comes first.” There was an instant connection between him and Sylvie which makes being unable to move forward that much more frustrating. He knows it shows in his voice.
“You know, if your girl needs help handling some of those doubles I’m sure Shay could use the overtime,” Severide suggests, referring to their PIC on 61.
It’s an interesting idea. One he might propose to Sylvie if they can’t work out a date by the end of next week. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
They’re making their way to the apparatus floor, intending to climb up on the roof and enjoy a couple of cigars, but the bells go off first. It’s an all respond to an apartment fire at a building not far from them. Casey thinks nothing of it as the rigs set off for the scene. He doesn’t get nervous until he pulls up and sees Ambo 36 parked along the sidewalk, no medics in sight.
Dispatch didn’t mention anyone else on scene. He radios it in and the response comes back that 36 was there for a non-emergency wellness check when they noticed the flames and called it in.
“36, this is Captain Casey from Truck 81, do you copy?” As the silence lingers his anxiety increases. This can’t be good. “36, do you copy?”
“Copy!” He swears a medics voice has never been more beautiful in that moment than Sylvie’s. “But we’ve got a man trapped under a toppled china cabinet. We’re gonna need an assist.”
Currently Matt can see the flames through a window on the bottom right, most likely it started in the basement and spread to the first floor. They have some time. Not much, but some. “Alright, we’re coming to you. Location?”
She gives him the floor and the apartment number and then Matt begins directing the scene. Engine’s assigned to knocking down the flames with the hoses while Truck evacuates everyone else and Squad follows him to assist 36.
When they arrive at the second floor corner apartment they find Sylvie and her partner, kneeling next to the man. Well, kneeling isn’t the right word. Kneeling implies Sylvie took a knee. But really, she’s laying down on her stomach next to the victim, speaking softly and keeping him calm — broken dishes and glass all around her.
“Would you look at that? I told you help would be here in plenty of time, didn’t I? Just stay calm for me for a few more moments, okay?”
She looks as if she’s perfectly at home in the moment. Her face is as serene as ever. It’s reassuring. To the point that he almost forgets they’re there to fight a rapidly growing fire.
“Brett, what do we got?” He asks.
“Mr. Albie tried to move his antique china cabinet all by himself and had a bit of a misstep,” she explains, lowering her voice as she continues to keep the patient from hearing. “He’s managed to keep it from pressing on his chest by pushing against it with his hands but if he gets tired or this building shifts at all then—“
“We’re looking at potential suffocation,” Casey finishes for her, nodding crisply. “Got it. We’ll take it from here, 36 can go.”
“I’ll send Mackey out, but I’m staying. I’ve managed to keep him motivated and calm so far and not that I don’t believe in your bedside manner skills, Captain,” she says, flashing him a brief flirtatious smile. “But he trusts me. I can keep him from panicking.”
“Brett, there’s a fire headed this way. I can’t have anyone in the building without the proper gear—“
“Sylvie?” Mr. Albie calls out nervous, cabinet shaking precariously. Severide winces at the wobble. “Everything alright?”
“Everything’s just fine. These guys are gonna have you out in no time,” she promises. The shaking stops.
Of course it stops. He huffs in frustration and then nods at Sylvie. Severide shrugs as if to say he’s fine with it if Brett is and then gets to work.
“Mackey,” Sylvie orders. “Go to the rig, get the stretcher and c-collar ready, but stay with the ambo. Got it?”
“Got it,” Mackey replies, hesitantly letting Tony show her out.
Sylvie rushes back to her spot on the floor as soon as Mackey’a gone. Matt tenses as she crawls through shards of glass and porcelain. “Be careful, Brett.”
He has no idea if she hears him. She just plows on through. Squad works around her to leverage the cabinet up enough to drag him out. Tony comes back without Mackey, but with a backboard. They all work together to secure Mr. Albie on the board and squad carries him out.
Just as Matt’s about to reach for Sylvie’s arm and drag her out of the building, the floor begins to creak underneath their feet. He knows exactly what that means and how little time they have. He grabs Sylvie around the waist and yanks her forward, propelling them both toward the door in a literal leap of faith.
He lands on his back in the hallway, with Sylvie pressed protectively to his chest, mere seconds before the floorboards give way and collapse into the inferno on the level below them.
“Oh my god,” Sylvie says, glancing back at the gaping hole that nearly swallowed them up.
“Come on,” Matt says shifting her off of him and helping her to her feet. “We gotta get you out of here.”
They sprint down the fire exit stairs and out the front door, with his arm around her and her face tucked into his neck to shield her from potential smoke inhalation. Finally, they reach 36, looking sooty and singed from their treacherous run, but alive.
Without missing a beat, Sylvie slips back into her PIC role. She directs Mackey in what they need and what to do and then he and Severide help them load the stretcher into the back of the ambo. The back doors close while Mackey hurries to the driver’s seat. He pats the back twice, letting Mackey know it’s safe and then Sylvie’s gone again — as if it’s any old call and they didn’t narrowly escape death minutes ago.
This is his first time really seeing Sylvie Brett in action. He asked around about her immediately after they exchanged numbers. Back then he wasn’t sure about Shay’s description of her as a “stone cold slayer” but now he understands. And it’s impressive as hell.
He texts her when they finish overhaul and get back to the firehouse. “We’re setting a definite day for our date, sooner rather than later. Today was too close a call to let the what-if hang out there any longer. By the way, you terrified and amazed me on that call today. We should work together more often.”
Her reply comes almost instantly. “I swear sometimes it’s like you’re reading my mind. Shay reached out to cover the next first shift for me. How’s tomorrow night? Does that work for you?” The three dots undulate for another few seconds before a second text bubble comes through. “And thank you. I don’t know about being amazing. I was definitely terrified. Thank goodness we seem to make a pretty good team because you saved my butt out there today! You were unbelievably heroic.”
If she was terrified, she never once showed it. He’s fascinated by her ability to stay cool and think on her feet. They have so much to talk about on their date. He sends back a yes and a thank you. “If we make a good team now, imagine how much more in sync we’ll be after we know each other better.”
“I’m not sure the world is ready for that,” she replies with an accompanying winking emoji.
Maybe the world isn’t, be he definitely is.
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Improve Your House By Doing These Simple Tips
No matter what task you're preparing to do, you're better off if you know just what to do. Understanding the task at hand is extremely important to ensure your home improvement project goes smoothly. There are many home improvements you can do yourself if you have the right advice. The advice presented below can help you tackle any home improvement job with greater confidence.
Minor home improvements have a small but cumulative effect on property value. Setting and achieving modest goals for repair and improvement projects is a good way to keep home value moving upwards. These "little fixes" are cheaper and faster than major renovations and can even make a fun leisure activity for the handy homeowner.
When you reroof, be sure to use a light colored or white shingle or tile. Light colors tend to reflect the rays of the sun while darker colors will absorb the heat and cause higher energy usage. You will save a lot of money on energy bills by doing this.
If you do run into complications when trying to remodel a section of your house alone ask for help. There is no shame in asking for help when you come across an obstacle. A home that is properly remodeled looks better than a home that was remodeled poorly and not done properly.
how to choose mattress for kids add to the overall beauty of your home. Consider upgrading or adding one to your residence should you be preparing to sell. Gardens help the buyer to see greater possibilities with the home and allows them to envision all the things they could do to the property themselves.
Begin your home improvement projects in the kitchen, where owners can see up to a 500% return on their investment. To give the room a fresh, clean look, paint the cabinets white and replace the hardware. Also focus on the counters; stay away from tile and purchase granite or imitation stone.
Before you begin your next home improvement project, think about how long you would like to stay in your home. If you are planning to move this year, you may have a different budget for improvements than if you were staying for awhile. You would also want to focus on areas in the home, like the kitchen and bathrooms, that buyers think are most important.
Xeriscaping is an landscaping option that homeowners in extremely dry climates should take advantage of. Xeriscaping replaces more typical lawns and shrubs with rock beds and plants from arid climates. These alternates require far less irrigation than traditional landscaping, and the exotic plants available for xeriscaping can be more beautiful and striking than common landscape standbys.
A full remodel of your kitchen and counter tops can be very expensive. For a more affordable update, consider having your counter tops refinished by a local contractor. This is also an option for anyone who wants to change the look and feel of their kitchen but cannot afford to completely replace cabinetry.
If you frequently read in bed, consider installing a wall-mounted swing-arm or flexible-neck lighting fixture in the bedroom. Unlike overhead lights or bedside lamps, these lights can be easily adjusted to provide just enough light for reading without keeping your bed mate awake with a harsh glow. This will also help you to prevent eye strain from reading in dim light.
Make sure that you check your local building codes and get proper permits before you embark on any major remodeling project. Building codes and permits are meant to ensure that a specific building project adheres to safety standards. If a project does not follow building codes, there is a risk that the project may be unsafe.
Before starting off on any home improvement project involving painting, make sure you have the essential tools at hand. Painter's tape will prevent damage to doorways and windowsills, and a drop cloth will protect both your shoes and the floor. The right-sized brush will ease painting, and a roller and extension handle are vital for painting ceilings.
Almost anyone can tackle at least some home-improvement projects. The key to great home improvement is impeccable research. Hopefully, this article has provided you with the tips and information you need to get started on the road to home-improvement success. The best of luck with all your home improvement efforts!
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#6: A Long Day
It had been a long day, and by the time Shev returned home from his latest job it was just past the normal dinner hour. He’d pearled Anzhi to let him know that he’d be late, but he wasn’t entirely sure how late, and his husband had agreed to hold off on getting dinner ready until he made it home. And so, when he stepped through the front door and found Kismet and Anzhi lounging on the couch and reading, he wasn’t surprised. They both looked up, Kismet smiling and Anzhi wriggling off the couch to come around it and envelop him in a hug.
“Welcome home, Silvertongue,” Anzhi crooned, rising onto his toes to press a kiss to Shev’s cheek before flitting away. “We prepped everything, but didn’t throw it in the oven yet, so I will go and do that now.”
Shev smiled. “Hope I didn’t hold everythin’ up too much.”
“You didn’t!” Anzhi called as he traipsed down the stairs.
Kismet rose to his feet and came over to where Shev was lifting his bag from his shoulder, taking it from him. “Go hop in the shower, sweetheart, you’re filthy. We’ll have dinner ready by the time you’re out.”
Shev barked a laugh. “Straight t’the point, I see!”
“Would you have it any other way?”
“Nah.” Shev leaned over and pressed his lips to the top of Kismet’s head. “Thanks.” And then he was leading the way down the stairs and popping into the bathroom.
It wasn’t particularly big, the space dwarfed by the large tub near the back and lined with a counter on one side and a small armoire on the right. He snagged a towel out of the latter, disrobed, and then stepped into the tub, fiddling with the valves on the shower to turn it on and yelping when the water that hit him in the face was ice cold. He immediately stepped out of the flow, waiting for the water to heat.
It had been a long day, but not a bad day. He’d gotten to work with a few old friends from his early mercenary days, caught up with one of the former gladiators that fought with and against him on the Bloodsands, and made a little Miqo’te girl smile when he’d given her a bit of sea glass he’d found on the beach earlier that afternoon. As far as jobs went, he wasn’t complaining, but there was still a part of him that was melancholy.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t happy; he absolutely was. He had a husband who adored him, and another… well, partner, he supposed, who also cared for him a good deal. He could choose which jobs he accepted because they weren’t hurting monetarily, and Kismet’s island resort was beginning to gain ground. But there was something he’d been feeling the loss of keenly, and that was his bi-monthly Sixday nights.
Ever since The Warded Ring had closed, he’d been trying to fill that void with other things, but nothing really seemed to scratch the itch that fighting all out with another person did. It wasn’t that fight clubs were few and far between… He just liked the assurance that he wouldn’t kill his opponent or be too maimed to do his job the next day, and the shields at the Ring had afforded him that sense of security.
He spent his shower thinking about alternative outlets that he could employ to get that same result, but by the time he stepped out of the bathroom, freshly washed and re-dressed, he hadn’t come up with anything else.
“What’s wrong?” Anzhi asked immediately when he saw his face.
“Nothin’,” Shev answered. “Was just thinkin’ abou’ Ring.”
Anzhi and Kismet looked at each other before Kismet spoke. “I know Nightingale House is going through a remodel, but they’re going to keep one of the mats, at least. I’d be happy to go against you anytime. And I’m willing to bet Anzhi’d be more than happy to watch us sweat.”
“Oh, you know me so well,” Anzhi said with a grin, moving to pull dinner out of the oven.
Shev’s stomach growled. “Aye, I’d like tha’. It’s just a bittersweet thing, y’know?”
“Understandable. It was your baby,” Anzhi said, and then Kismet reached up to give him a squeeze on the shoulder.
“Maybe we can do a date night on those nights. Make new memories that are just as good.”
“I’d like that, too,” Shev said, and moved to go grab plates. They set the table and ate, and later relaxed upstairs in the living room while they practiced various idle-time hobbies for a quiet few hours.
Today had been a long day, but it hadn’t been a bad day.
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I adored Painkillers and Teddy Bears; thank you for writing it!! Perhaps a follow up where Peter relieves his partner’s cramps with more creative, hands-on means… ;) thanks!!
Hi!! thank you so much for reading!! Sorry this has taken so long, school has been kicking my behind 😭 hope you enjoy<3
CW: mentions of period/blood!, fluff, and peter being a great boyfriend lol
boyfriend peter! x afab reader
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You awoke to the slight smell of blueberries coming from your kitchen. You groaned as you rolled over to check the time.
“11:29” the clock read.
“Shit,” you mumble, sitting up. You rub the sleep out of your eyes and make your way to the bathroom. Your current apartment was being remodeled and Peter was more than happy to let you stay at his in the meantime. He actually suggested it.
You made your way to the toilet for your morning pee when you realized your stomach hurt a bit. You pulled your panties down to reveal your monthly visitor. A week early to be exact. You roll your eyes and begin looking for something to use. Peter had supplied the bathroom with anything he thought you might use while staying with him, including your favorite brand of tampons.
You yawn, cleaning yourself and washing your hands. You complete the rest of your morning routine and make your way downstairs.
“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Peter said looking up at you. You smiled at the nickname he gave you.
“Good morning, baby.” you smile. You walk over, placing your arms around his waist.
“Want some pancakes?” he says turning off the stove top.
You giggle at the thought of how domestic Peter’s been since you’ve been staying with him. You nod, watching him plate pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs for you.
“Stop watching me and go take a seat,” he laughs.
“Let me serve you,” he finishes, in a half joking voice.
You laugh and do as he says. He places the plate on the table alongside a bottle of maple syrup and a cup of orange juice.
“Bone apple titty, baby.” he says leaning over and placing a kiss on your lips.
“Thank you, Pete.” you say.
You take a bite, instantly melting. May taught Peter well. He loved cooking for you but rarely got the chance so he was ecstatic to have you with him for longer than a night.
“Mmm, Peter.” you moan.
“It’s good?” he questions, sitting across the table from you.
“Better than good, babe. Oh my god.” you mumble, chewing.
“Glad you like it,” he laughs, taking a bite himself.
The two of you continue to enjoy your breakfast and talk about all the events that unfolded the night before. You and Peter had bar hopped the night before. Luckily you weren’t super hungover but your period didn’t help.
Soon the two or you had finished your breakfast and made your way over to the couch to cuddle.
As the two of you scroll through your feeds you feel a slight cramp coming on. You wince, knowing it’s only about to get worse.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Peter asked slightly concerned
“My stomach hurts a little. To be honest, my period started this morning,” you whined.
Peter’s hands began to smooth circles over your stomach to help alleviate some of the pain.
“Let me know if they get worse,” he said pulling you closer. You nodded.
You both decide to put on a show you two had been watching. Before you knew it, the shooting sharp pain forms in your lower abdomen again.
“Baby,” you whisper tapping his arm slightly
“Hm?” he hums, slightly nodding off.
“They’re starting again,” you said.
“C’mere.” He says softly pulling to sit up.
“Let’s sit on the floor real quick,” he says shifting off the couch. You have no idea what he’s suggesting but you follow his lead joining him on the rug.
“Let’s do some stretching, baby,” he says.
You laugh at his sudden urge to stretch.
“What—I read that yoga can help with cramps.” he says laughing.
“I’m serious, baby. I did my research.” he says proudly.
Your smile looking at the man in front you.
“Okay,” you say.
“Show me whatcha got,” you smile.
Peter explains a few poses he saved to his phone.
“For this one, you can use a pillow to support your back for more comfort.” he says showing you the bridge pose.
He talks you through the first four poses, doing them alongside you.
“Not gonna lie Pete, my uterus actually does feel a little better,” you say laughing, sitting in a butterfly pose.
“See! I told you so,” he laughed.
“I’m happy they’re helping tough? Seriously.” he said reaching for your thigh.
A slight shade a blush tints your cheeks. You quickly place a kiss on his check.
“You’re the best yoga instructor ever,” you giggle into his ear.
“Anytime, sweetheart.” he says with a wide smile.
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The Ultimate Overview to Bathroom Renovations
Are you thinking about a bathroom renovation yet really feeling bewildered with where to begin? Restoring your washroom can be an amazing means to add worth to your home and create an extra useful and aesthetically pleasing space. Whether you're aiming to entirely upgrade your bathroom or make some minor updates, this thorough overview will certainly stroll you through the procedure of preparation and implementing an effective restroom renovation.
The initial step in any bathroom restoration project is planning. Take some time to think about what you intend to attain with your renovation. Take into consideration factors such as your budget plan, the design of your current washroom, and any kind of certain features or layout aspects you 'd like to integrate. Producing an in-depth strategy will certainly help you stay organized throughout the remodelling procedure and guarantee that you accomplish the outcomes you want.
As soon as you have a clear plan in position, it's time to begin the restoration work. Depending on the scale of your job, you might select to do the job on your own or hire professionals to aid. If you're doing a complete overhaul that includes plumbing or electrical work, it's generally best to employ the assistance of seasoned experts to make sure the work is done safely and up to code.
When it concerns choosing products and components for your brand-new restroom, the options can be frustrating. Take your time to study different options and choose top quality products that will stand the test of time. Whether you're selecting tiles, kitchen counters, or bathroom components, opt for items that not just look fantastic but are additionally long lasting and easy to maintain.
When the renovation work is full, take the time to include personal touches and devices that will make your brand-new bathroom feel like a relaxing oasis. Take into consideration adding plants, artwork, or decorative storage services to improve the total look of the room. With some thoughtful complements, your restored restroom will certainly end up being a room that you can enjoy for years to come.
In conclusion, a shower room improvement is a wonderful way to invigorate your home and add worth to your home. By carefully intending your restoration, picking high quality products, and adding personal touches, you can produce a bathroom that is both practical and lovely. Whether you're dealing with the renovation on your own or getting the assistance of professionals, adhering to these pointers will aid you accomplish the shower room of your desires.
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The Ultimate Guide to Planning a Successful Bathroom Remodel
Welcome to the ultimate guide to planning a successful bathroom remodel. In this article, we will cover everything you need to know about renovating your bathroom from start to finish. From choosing the right materials and fixtures to hiring a contractor and staying on budget, we’ve got you covered!
Introduction to Bathroom Remodeling:
Bathrooms are one of the most important rooms in our homes. It is where we begin and end each day, and it serves as a place for relaxation and rejuvenation. However, over time, even the nicest bathrooms can become outdated or damaged. This is why many homeowners choose to invest in a bathroom remodel. A well-planned and executed bathroom remodel can increase both the functionality and value of your home.
Planning Your Bathroom Remodel:
The first step in any bathroom remodel is careful planning. Before you break ground or order any materials, take some time to consider what you want your new bathroom to look like. Consider factors such as style, color scheme, layout, and function. You may also want to consult with a professional designer or architect to help create a cohesive plan that meets all of your needs.
Choosing the Right Materials and Fixtures:
Once you have a clear vision of what you want your new bathroom to look like, it’s time to choose the right materials and fixtures. There are countless options available when it comes to bathroom design, but here are a few key elements to consider:
Tile: Choose high-quality tile that is durable enough to stand up to daily use while still looking great. Consider using different textures and patterns throughout the space to add visual interest.
Countertops: Whether you prefer granite, marble, quartz, or something else entirely, make sure to select countertops that are not only beautiful but also functional. Opt for surfaces that are easy to clean and resistant to stains.
Faucets and Fixtures: Choose faucets and fixtures that complement your overall design aesthetic while also being practical. Look for products that are energy efficient and low maintenance.
Hiring a Contractor and Staying on Budget:
When it comes time to hire a contractor, be sure to do your research carefully. Ask for references, check their credentials, and ask to see examples of past work. Once you find someone you trust, draw up a detailed contract that includes specific timelines, costs, and expectations. Be sure to communicate regularly throughout the process to ensure that everyone is on the same page. Finally, don’t forget to factor unexpected expenses into your budget. While it’s impossible to anticipate every cost, having a little extra wiggle room can save you stress down the line.
Conclusion:
Remodeling your bathroom can be an exciting and rewarding experience if done correctly. By taking the time to plan thoroughly, selecting quality materials and fixtures, hiring a reliable contractor, and staying within your budget, you can create a beautiful and functional space that you’ll love for years to come.
This article is accredited to Remodel Surgeons at https://remodelsurgeons.com/successful-bathroom-remodel-guide/.
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Improve Your House By Doing These Simple Tips
No matter what task you're preparing to do, you're better off if you know just what to do. Understanding the task at hand is extremely important to ensure your home improvement project goes smoothly. There are many home improvements you can do yourself if you have the right advice. The advice presented below can help you tackle any home improvement job with greater confidence.
Minor home improvements have a small but cumulative effect on property value. Setting and achieving modest goals for repair and improvement projects is a good way to keep home value moving upwards. These "little fixes" are cheaper and faster than major renovations and can even make a fun leisure activity for the handy homeowner.
When you reroof, be sure to use a light colored or white shingle or tile. Light colors tend to reflect the rays of the sun while darker colors will absorb the heat and cause higher energy usage. You will save a lot of money on energy bills by doing this.
If you do run into complications when trying to remodel a section of your house alone ask for help. There is no shame in asking for help when you come across an obstacle. A home that is properly remodeled looks better than a home that was remodeled poorly and not done properly.
Gardens add to the overall beauty of your home. Consider upgrading or adding one to your residence should you be preparing to sell. Gardens help the buyer to see greater possibilities with the home and allows them to envision all the things they could do to the property themselves.
Begin your home improvement projects in the kitchen, where owners can see up to a 500% return on their investment. To give the room a fresh, clean look, paint the cabinets white and replace the hardware. Also focus on the counters; stay away from tile and purchase granite or imitation stone.
Before you begin your next home improvement project, think about how long you would like to stay in your home. If you are planning to move this year, you may have a different budget for improvements than if you were staying for awhile. You would also want to focus on areas in the home, like the kitchen and bathrooms, that buyers think are most important.
Xeriscaping is an landscaping option that homeowners in extremely dry climates should take advantage of. Xeriscaping replaces more typical lawns and shrubs with rock beds and plants from arid climates. These alternates require far less irrigation than traditional landscaping, and the exotic plants available for xeriscaping can be more beautiful and striking than common landscape standbys.
A full remodel of your kitchen and counter tops can be very expensive. For a more affordable update, consider having your counter tops refinished by a local contractor. This is also an option for anyone who wants to change the look and feel of their kitchen but cannot afford to completely replace cabinetry.
If you frequently read in bed, consider installing a wall-mounted swing-arm or flexible-neck lighting fixture in the bedroom. Unlike overhead lights or bedside lamps, these lights can be easily adjusted to provide just enough light for reading without keeping your bed mate awake with a harsh glow. This will also help you to prevent eye strain from reading in dim light.
Make sure that you check your local building codes and get proper permits before you embark on any major remodeling project. Building codes and permits are meant to ensure that a specific building project adheres to safety standards. If a project does not follow building codes, there is a risk that the project may be unsafe.
Before starting off on any home improvement project involving painting, make sure you have the essential tools at hand. Painter's tape will prevent damage to doorways and windowsills, and a drop cloth will protect both your shoes and the floor. débarras Montpellier -sized brush will ease painting, and a roller and extension handle are vital for painting ceilings.
Almost anyone can tackle at least some home-improvement projects. The key to great home improvement is impeccable research. Hopefully, this article has provided you with the tips and information you need to get started on the road to home-improvement success. The best of luck with all your home improvement efforts!
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Money Management Tips to Keep in Mind as a Homeowner
One of the most exciting steps in many adults' lives is transitioning from renter to homeowner. Experts encourage first-time homebuyers to have a plan in place that will save time and maximize their budget. Home ownerships comes with many additional expenses that most renters do not have. Most first-time homeowners know this at least on a surface level but do not fully appreciate it until later. With that in mind, let us explore some money management tips that every homeowner should consider.
Budget for Home Maintenance and Improvement
Ongoing maintenance is a fact of life as a homeowner, an itemized monthly budget should have an amount dedicated to it. There are two schools of thought when it comes to how much: either 5% of your income per month or 1% to 2% of the home's value annually. If you need to start at a lower amount, do so, but always be working toward the higher amount.
You may not need that money every month, but rather than spend it elsewhere, save it and ideally in an interest-bearing bank account. There will be big costs eventually, such as a new roof. Perform all maintenance as needed, including small jobs. Procrastinating will only lead to higher costs down the line. Over time, you will build up enough money to begin investing in improvements. Those projects including repainting, kitchen remodeling, bathroom remodeling and so forth.
Create a Rainy Day Fund
The general rule of thumb is to have enough money in savings to cover six months' worth of expenses. Many experts recommend getting to three-month mark as soon as possible. You can then build up to the six months as it makes sense for your unique financial situation. Once you get to that point, the next step experts recommend is creating a rainy day fund for home maintenance. The value experts typically recommend for the average homeowner is $10,000. This amount is enough to cover most emergency repairs and system replacements.
Hire Qualified Contractors and Avoid Low Bids
Some people have a lot of skill when it comes to home maintenance and can save a considerable amount of money doing it themselves. That is not most homeowners, however. In fact, studies show that the average homeowner ends up costing themselves more in the end through DIY repairs. When it comes to your home, you should find skilled contractors you trust and pay them for a job well done.
Avoid the allure of a low bid. Money can be tight as a new homeowner, but find other ways to save. Schedule three or more estimates for any sizable job. This will give you a clear picture of what a fair rate is for labor and materials. Low bids are more trouble than they are worth generally. Possibilities include poor workmanship or an unfinished job.
Keep Receipts and Get Professional Tax Help
Your federal tax return will likely become a lot more complex as a homeowner. It is usually good practice at this point to hire a professional. A good accountant can save you more than you pay in their fee. You should also get in the practice of saving receipts related to all home maintenance and improvement. Write any notes on the back of the receipt that your accountant may need to know about. You may be surprised at how many of these expenses are deductible.
Monitor Utility Bills and Energy Usage
Energy costs are a major component of home expenses. You can keep a handle on what you are spending by tracking those expenses month to month and year. Sudden spikes can often be the first sign you have an HVAC or water heater issue, for example. It can also reveals areas of inefficiency and where you may want to improve your home.
What to Avoid as a Homeowner
Financial experts recommend first-time homeowners avoid draining their savings. Of course, houses are expensive, and that can be easier said than done. Still, rebuilding your savings should be a budgeting priority. Not making it a priority is one of the most common new homeowner mistakes. Another common mistake is getting caught up in do-it-yourself projects. Many new homeowners not only overwhelm themselves but spend a lot on equipment and supplies that they will never use.
The Bottom Line
With home ownership comes great freedom but also significant financial and maintenance responsibilities. Having a plan in place will help you keep your family and home safe while avoiding the common pitfalls that have undermined so many first-time homeowners over the years.
Written by Taylor McKnight, Author for LoneTree Wealth Management
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Tips & Tricks on Home Remodeling that Might Inspire Your Ideas
Are you finding some unique ideas to work on your residential home remodeling in New York? It can be a bit tough task if you aim to keep everything within a low budget. You may consider your own ideas to ensure completing this task on a budget but this may be hard.
Whether you would like to create a makeover in the basement or bathroom or entire home, having the required resources would be the key. Identifying the planning factors that might affect the duration of your project is suggested.
Before you begin to plan, here are some valuable things to keep in mind. Let’s find them in points below-
Renovation Schedules
It is not fixed for anyone. It actually depends on the variation of a project that decides scheduling of different tasks. Keeping the lines of communication open with the professional is advised to take your renovation to the next level.
Deadline of Your Project
Inspection delay is a possibility but you can complete the project within a stipulated timeframe. If you aim to complete this task on a specific date, share it with the professional. Experts analyze things to tell you the exact schedules and an estimated deadline.
Tips to Remodel Your Home
Marble Floor
This type of flooring is a good option when you aim to make a change. The best thing is that you can ensure longevity and durability.
Door Replacement
Would you like to bring attractiveness to your space? With door replacement, this can be achieved. You need to take this task seriously and pick the right doors for replacement.
Installing Lights
New lighting systems may give a distinct look to your space. You can prefer using different types of lights to boost attractiveness to that particular area.
How Long Does It Take to Completely Remodel a Residential Home?
When the goal is to create a distinct area at your home, you can’t pick anything. You have to take time to find the best things for your space. From the planning phase to completion of your project, it may take several months. Some individuals have to wait for more than a year.
Suppose the need is to renovate any specific area like basement or bathroom or kitchen, you may complete it within a short period of time. Irrespective of the renovation requirements, finding a suitable design is suggested to begin the project confidently. This is where you need professional consultation and bring everything on the right track.
Final Words
Every custom home remodeling in New York has its own challenges. There are different variables that decide the unique schedule for such projects. If you are ready to complete the task within a specific deadline, the only thing that you need to do now is to find an expert to discuss. A consultation with a professional would be the key in identifying the types of materials required, total cost of the project, and other important things.
So, plan your renovation project with a reliable designer before you actually begin to transform the ideas into reality. And, this guide might help you collect some valuable tips.
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