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darklydeliciousdesires · 1 year

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Magdalena - An Angel Reyes/OC Smut Short.

Just a little something that came to me after a few glasses of wine. Enjoy, besties.

Words - 660

Warnings - Lil’ bit of smut below the cut, minors DNI!

She was everything he never knew he wanted, until he found it all in her.

She was the sonnet of a songbird through a cacophony of electronica.

She was whiskey and ginger in a sea of sugared daiquiri.

She was red lips and leather, pale skin and curves, rutting out against gloss, lycra, tan and surgical domes.

She was the razors edge, and the kiss of a feather.

She was the gleam of the dawn, and the concealment of night.

She was the soft cry of helplessness, and the growl of the beast.

She was the binder or the bound.

She was the lost and the found.

She was the giver and the taker, and what she gave, there was always a price. Even higher, if she was to take.

And he loved her. Angel knew he shouldn’t, but his heart was enchanted beyond what his brain could extract him from. He could buy every last bit of her, but never afford her heart.

She would adore his body, enchant his mind, work heaven and hell through his senses, but she would never love him back.

The more he absorbed that, the more he wanted her to, the more he willed it, through the way he pinned her to the bed and fucked her so thoroughly, attended to her pleasure so selflessly, that he knew she often thought she should be the one paying him. He’d made women fall for him with the power of his fuck before, because he was excellent at rendering a woman mindless with his cock, but with her, all he had was the moment.

And he would buy as many moments as he could with her, over and over again. She was his temple, and he would lay worship at her altar ceaselessly.

‘I’d sell my soul, my self-esteem, a dollar at a time, for one chance, one kiss, one taste of you, my Magdalena.’

He’d listen to that song over and over again, Magdalena, knowing that for him, she was it.

She was his Magdalena.

In the garden of her bed, his entire being bloomed, rooted within her, the red points of her nails dragging brandings of the same colour over his skin as she rode him, the wet hug of her sheathing him, her hips working silent spells, a demonesses incantation, his soul lit by the fires of her lust.

“I know you dream of it, the way I fuck you.”

And he did. She was there when he closed his eyes, always there, opening them again to see her on top of him, her alabaster flesh beaded with sweat as the light of her met the dark of him, dragging him into nirvana with her.

“And I dream of you too, Angel, and the way you fuck me. Hold me down, hold me down and fuck me. Oh, how I need you to fuck me.”

His body covered hers, the tide turning, the storm sweeping from her into him, his hands holding here there, spread beneath him, forcing feral cries from between the perfect crimson of her lips, his eyes glittering at him like two supernovas exploding through the dark, the heaven of her cunt glossing every inch of him as he pounded her into the mattress beneath them, until they both came, like shooting stars hurtling over the vastness of an empty sky.

‘I’d sell my soul, my self-esteem, a dollar at a time, for one chance, one kiss, one taste of you, my Magdalena.’

But she would never love him.

She was the fire and the ice.

She was both heaven and hell.

She was the question and the answer.

To Angel, she was everything, and he always felt, as he left her bedroom, that a little of himself remained behind with her.

And he would never know, that a little of him was what she cherished the most, whenever he was with her.

But she could never love him...

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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 13. brb x oc

a/n: ngl this chapter made tear up just the tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniest bit :,) also! Ref pics of the clothes because idk if i managed to explain them correctly???

Bea's bikini

Rooster's shirt (in my mind the flowers are a deeper red but it is p much like this )

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: suggestive content, Bradley being a sweetheart (and still horny),Bea learning how to be bolder

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12

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“You want me to go where, with you?”

Shells blinked, holding up the pamphlet, the pink paper with the words ‘Pole dancing class’ written in purple, “It’s free to go during the weekends.” Bea’s green eyes turned to the drawn figure of the pole dancer with her legs open wide while holding herself up. She honestly wasn’t expecting to see Shells so early in the morning, already in workout gear with her blonde hair pulled up.

Beatrice rubbed her tired eyes, trying to wipe the sleep away, “But–” she looked at her phone, “It’s eight in the morning.” and she planned to wake up a bit later today.

“Yeah! Her class starts at nine and if we go fast we’ll be able to get the last spots.” Shells grins, but her friend is still confused “Bea, come on! It’s fun! If we get the spots we’ll save up for the next classes!”

“The next classes?”

“Yep! Come first, get it first, that’s the deal.” the blonde explains, “Now change so we can go!” she turned Beatrice around, pushing her inside her house and kicking the door with her foot. Jolene greeted Shells with jumps on her leg, before following the two women up the stairs. Beatrice was still waking up, holding up the piece of paper to read it better as Shells rummaged through her clothes.

“Where did you get this?”

“The lady who teaches, her husband is a regular.” she explains, to which Bea gives her a confused look, “Short stocky guy, has a funny laugh and tips well.” it takes a minute but Beatrice’s face relaxes as she remembered, “He gave some of these to me in hopes I could find anyone in the bar who’d be interested.”

“Oh.” she flips the pamphlet to see if there’s any other information, only to find it blank. She dropped her hands to her lap, yawning quietly as Shells placed the outfit on the bed, “Hm…okay…do I think I should tell Roos?How long do you think we’ll be there?”

“From what I’ve seen her classes don’t last too long, two hours tops. So we’d be out of there at eleven.”

“Oh, okay, good.” she smiles, “We’re having lunch together today.” Beatrice rolled her eyes at Shells teasing ‘wooo’, standing up to grab the lycra pants from her friend’s grasp, then the sports bra and fresh underwear. She changed quickly once she got in the bathroom, slipping on her sneakers and pulling her hair in a ponytail, while Shells’ leg bounced impatiently on the top of the stairs.

“Finally!” the blonde said, grabbing her friend by the wrist, “I just checked her profile, there are only two spots left, we have to go now.” Beatrice lets out a shout of surprise when Shells takes her down the stairs to the front door, bouncing on the spot as Bea locks it, then leading her to her own car. Bea complained about using her Subaru, but Shells shook her head, “No way we are using that fossil, we need to be quick!”

Beatrice frowns a bit but enters the silver Buick once Shells does the same, widening her eyes when the blonde steps on it, the tires screeching on the asphalt, “Shells!”

“We’ll be fine!” she smiles, tossing a look to her friend’s shocked face, “Just gotta be there before the others!” Beatrice only nodded mutely, clenching the seatbelt in hopes she could stabilize herself with Shells’ driving. She was always a fast driver, but this was a whole other level compared to the times she took her to work.

She didn’t even see much of the outside considering how blurry it had become, like a big kaleidoscope in real life. Beatrice’s body jolted forward a bit when Shells parked the car, she blinked while touching her arms, face and legs…okay she was still alive. “Come on!” Shells shouted, walking out of the car only for Bea to hurriedly to the same. Her friend suddenly grabbed her hand with force, speeding up her step.

Right on the opposite side of the sidewalk, were two other women who looked up the moment Shells parked and immediately hurried their steps towards the building they were all going into. Beatrice could hear Shells muttering curses as she practically dragged the brunette inside, “My name is Michelle Regina Benjamin! I was born on March 20th, 1995.” The woman writing down the names for today’s class jumped in surprise, Shells was looking down at her intensely.

The poor lady looked up at Beatrice, who smiled apologetically, “I-I’m Beatrice Schiavoni, S-c-h-i-a-v-o-n-i. I was born February 12th, 1993.`` She wrote both of their names, congratulating them on taking over the last two spots for the weekend, which made the blonde shout in triumph with her fists up in the air. Both Beatrice and the woman looked at her weirdly, with Bea awkwardly laughing and thanking the lady for her time.

“We fucking did it!” Shells fist pumped yet again, this time walking up a set of stairs with Bea next to her. There was music being played above their heads, which meant the studio was up the stairs.

“While I guess pole dancing is fun, did you have to be so…intense?”

Shells smirked, “Well, that’s because I saw her favored playlist and–” she pulls out her phone, opening the photo app, “Look!! Look!” The first name on the screenshot was no one other than Kylie Minogue, Shells favorite artist. Well, favoritism would be a light usage: Shells would talk about Kylie Minogue as if she was the most important deity in the whole world right now, no one would compare to what Miss Minogue was. Not to Shells at least.

“...ah, I see.” Bea nodded, the music getting louder as they reached the top steps.

“You know that if it has my Lord and Savior Kylie Minogue, I’m in…plus I’ve always wanted to do pole dance.” she hugs Beatrice to her side “aaaaand I’d have my best friend with me! So this will be very fun!”

They stop by a black door where they could hear the music pumping from the inside, Shells opening it up just enough to peek inside then nod towards Bea. It was a huge space with large windows that exposed the San Diego horizon, there was a radio on the corner of the room that vibrated with music, while in the center were eleven poles - two rows of five and one lonely pole in the front of them all - with enough space to be used by the group of people chilling about.

There were different body types and genders in the room, all of them wearing comfortable clothing for working out, some of them looked nervous just like she felt. Shells stood by Bea’s side while leaning on the wall opposite to the windows, waiting for the instructor to come inside.

It took a few minutes, but the lady finally stepped in. Bea and Shells were closer to the door so they saw the woman come in first. She was statuesque, tall and toned with long legs,her skin was tanned from being in the sun and her long black hair was up in a high ponytail. Bea and Shells looked mesmerized at the instructor, who smiled when turning to face them, “Hi! So good to see you girls here!” she dropped her pink duffel bag to the tiled floor, stepping to the middle of the room and clapping her hands once to call everyone’s attention.

Her name was Tiffany, but she wanted to be called Tiff for the time being of her class. She asked everyone’s names with a kind smile, then told them all to separate in duos, which Shells and Bea already were, then choose a pole to stand close by. She waited until everyone was settled, telling them to remove their shoes before stretching along with her.

Since Bea did yoga, some of the stretches were easy enough to do. She sent a quick look to Shells who winced while leaning forward to touch her toes, “You okay?”

“Oof, yeah.” the blonde grimaces, her face souring up “Just…my back feels tight.”

“Because you don’t stretch,” Bea says with a smile, giggling when Shells sends a glare her way, “I always tell you to.”

“Oh shush.” Then a quiet ‘ow’ follows soon after, with the blonde still grimacing when the stretching session is over. Tiff tells them to first and foremost clean their pole with the microfiber rag and alcohol solution she had separated for all of them in the back of the room, expressing that it has to be a sleek surface so their hands can hold without slipping.

When they patted the chalk on their hands, that’s when it began. Tiff said she’d start small since they were all beginners, going for a back arch then a back bend,reminding them all that they could make it sensual even the simplest of movements. It wasn’t bad, it was actually very fun, especially when they started climbing up the pole.

It was their first class so everyone was a bit nervous or stiff when it comes to what to do, but Beatrice couldn’t help but smile when she managed to do a carousel spin - a bit slow but she did it! - making sure to follow Tiff’s directions when it comes to be more sensual, tossing her hair back or bending her back in a certain way.

She’d never…managed to be sensual like Tiff said, but she couldn’t lie she felt really good doing so. This was very fun, more than she thought it’d be. By the time the class was over, she was sweaty and breathing heavily, but she didn’t think she would’ve liked it so much.She turned over to Shells who was leaning her butt against the wall while her hands were on top of her knees, supporting her upper body “That was fun!” the blonde nodded, chugging half of her water bottle, “We should definitely do it again.”

“Sure.” Shells says, swallowing her water down harshly, “Why not?” Funnily enough the blonde didn’t seem as excited as the brunette was.

Beatrice walked up to Tiff who was fixing up her things for her next class, “Um, excuse me.” Tiff looked over her shoulder to Bea then smiled, “Do you only do classes on the weekends…or?”

“Saturday are free classes, my classes go from Tuesday to Friday,the same time as right now, if you are interested.”

“Well I,” she looked back at Shells who still looked way out of breath, but who pushed herself off the wall to walk closer, placing her hands on her hips, “I’m interested! Shells too right?” the less than attentive ‘yup’ didn’t falter Bea’s enthusiasm.

“Well, I’m so glad!” Tiff smiled, “Kendra can help you guys downstairs if you guys want to be part of the weekly class.” She thanked the two girls again before they went down the staircase, back to the jumpy woman from the beginning - Kendra - to set everything right for their classes.

Now that the worst had passed, Shells seemed just as thrilled as Bea was while giving Kendra the rest of the information needed to make them actively part of the class. Bea’s phone pinged just as Shells was talking to Kendra, so she pulled it out of her lycra pants pockets already knowing who it was.

Roos’ (11:01)

Hey pretty girl. Still up for our lunch?

Bea (11:15)

Yeah! Of course! Sorry for the late reply :<

Roos’ (11:16)

Don’t worry gorgeous, do you want me to pick you up?

Bea (11:17)

Yes, please :3. I’ll just take a shower and I’ll call you, okay?

Roos’ (11:17)

Sounds like a plan ;) see you in a few then.

Beatrice bit her lower lip with a smile, before sliding the phone back inside her pocket. They thanked Kendra before walking out of the building, the sweat was now cooling down their skin thanks to the lack of movement and the wind outside, “That was so fun!” Bea smiles as the two march to Shells’ car, hearing the blonde unlock it by pressing the button on her key.

“It was very fun, I’m so happy you liked Bumblebea!” Shells said, while playfully jabbing her friend’s arm “Maybe you can use some moves on our resident Chanticleer, huh?”

“Wha– Shells!!” she shoved her friend’s shoulder while her cheeks heated up to the point of combustion, but the blonde just cackled in delight, “Don’t say things like that!”

“Whaat? It’s not like guys didn’t do anything yet, right?” she asks, still chuckling but her chuckles diminished when Bea remained silent, looking at her hands, “Right?”

“I-I…well…” Bea just wrung her hands together, feeling herself being analyzed by her friend’s gaze, “It’s just– It’s been a while for me.”

“Girl!” she slaps her hand on the Buick’s roof, the tang sound of the impact making Bea jump in surprise “How the hell are you not banging that man like a door in a hurricane!?” a few passersby looked their way since Shells’ intonation was less than quiet and no matter how much Beatrice tried to shush her, her friend was relentless, “Climbing that tree like a spider monkey? You couldn’t have pined after him for so long just to not rip his clothes off where he stood!”

“Shells!! Sssh!”

“I’m sorry! I’m very shocked!” she threw her arms up in the air, “Listen, as much as I loathe to say this, my aunt and Mav got it on really quickly.” she grimaces, “Too quickly, don’t ask me how I know.” One of the less known bonuses of babysitting your little cousin was knowing things she never once desired to know and now she does. Unfortunately.

“I…I just feel, I dunno,” Shells arches her eyebrows, watching as Bea stood beside her against the car, “I mean, seeing me clothed is one thing…but-”

“Okay, alright, shush,” she smushed her index finger against Bea’s lips, pressing them down “Ssh shh shush! No more of this. You’ve seen how that man looks at you. Do you really think he wouldn’t be into your body even more?” Bea opened her mouth only for Shells to cup her cheeks and squeeze them, puckering her lips comically, “Nope! No talk back from that, ma’am.”

‘Fut fwhat if yur wrung?”

“I’m not wrong.” she grins, letting go of her friends cheeks, booping the tip of Bea’s nose with a manicured finger, “I mean,” she gestures to Bea’s body, “God made you blessed with all that ass and you think Rooster wouldn’t care about it? Really? Babes, you need to come back to the present and stop worrying!”

Beatrice still had a hard time swallowing the information that there was a possibility the two of them would eventually go to the next base, which she’d love to, a whole lot. She just had to…plan everything, yes, planning would work a lot better in her favor. Then check if he’d want to, which all the signs point to yes but she had to make sure.

“I suggest,” Shells says once they enter the car, “You don’t tell him about the pole dancing class. Just say it’s normal dancing, then you can surprise him.” her blonde eyebrows waggle teasingly and while Bea’s face turns red, she doesn’t scoff or tosses the idea away.

She just keeps it inside her brain with a little smile.

“You never told me what you were doing before I messaged you.” Bradley says casually, watching Bea take a sip of her mango juice through her metal straw, her big eyes blinking at him over the glass’ rim.

Once she swallows it, she licks her red stained lips clean of any drops, “Oh, um,” she taps a napkin over her mouth, “Me and Shells joined a dance class.” he lifts his eyebrows up to his hairline, taking a sip of his own drink, “Yes, it’s very fun.”

“Is it? Tell me about it.”

Tell him about it…okay. She could do that while hiding what it is. “Oh! Uh, it’s just…just casual dancing!” she flaps her hand as if to play it off, “You know, it has… jazz and zumba and yeah. Those things.”

Bradley’s eyes narrow comically, as if he’s trying to see through her and Beatrice swallows nervously, taking a sushi roll into her mouth in hopes it’d stop her from blurting it out to him. He then chuckles, going back to his own plate, “Well, alright. Maybe you can show me what you’ve been learning, when you can.” She looks like a chipmunk with her cheeks stuffed with rice and fish, jaws moving in hopes she could swallow it faster but she nods almost unnoticeably.

She offers him a small smile as the food drops down,finally “Of course, I’m still new to it but I think I’ll get the hang of it soon enough. So I can,” she inhales quietly, “Show you.” She couldn’t help but imagine Shells cheering for her in the distance, going full middle school soccer coach behind her back, pointing her fingers at her in triumph calling her a champ.

“I’ll look forward to it then.” he smiles, almost as if he knows something is off but doesn’t think it’s that worrying to prod about it yet. “I hope you don’t mind we came here to have lunch, by the way. I really like this Sushi place.”

Being inside a mall wasn’t a problem to her, considering she’d come by herself wherever time allowed. This was one of the few Sushi places where the food was good, fresh and had a nice atmosphere. Bradley also suggested they take their time just wandering about window shopping if she wished to “I don’t mind! I like it here. It doesn’t even seem we are inside a mall in the first place.”

Which was true since the restaurant was on the second floor of the mall, where all the fancy places stood, above the traditional food court. Something private yet comfortable for young couples such as themselves. With every booth being separated by Japanese styled dividers, each one had a private window that overlooked the outside.

“By the way,” he begins, “Did I already compliment you today?”

Beatrice laughed softly, gathering some of her hair to put behind her ear, “Well, you did say you thought I looked stunning.” she begins, “Like I just jumped out of a fairy tale book.”

Which, considering she was wearing a white ruffled top with short sleeves, tiny flowers sewn onto the fabric with light pink colored pants and white converse, he wouldn’t be wrong. He smirks at her, leaning on his hand, “Well, you do look like a modern fairy most of the time already.” she smiles at him with her cheeks turning red, “But you are gorgeous, you could literally wear a potato sack, you'd still be the prettiest woman around here.”

“Oh my God, stop.” she giggles bringing the metal straw to her lips, but not drinking it yet, just holding against her lips. His dark gaze flicked from her eyes to her mouth, watching her lips wrap around the straw with raw interest. He ran his hand over the lower part of his face, chuckling quietly then shaking his head with the grin still present, leaning back on his booth. “You keep being a sweet talker.”

“Well, you keep being sweet.” he coos back, smiling even wider when her cheeks turn darker, “I love it when you blush. The first time I saw it I just couldn’t get it out of my head.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh,yeah.” he crosses his arms over his chest, Bea’s eyes moving to his curled biceps immediately, “I have never seen someone really blush, I mean, where I can see your cheeks turning red.” not only her cheeks, now that he paid attention. With the collar being so low on her blouse, he could see some red spreading over her cleavage “So I was just mesmerized when I saw it the first time.”

She looked down at her drink, then back at him, “Mesmerized?” she repeated quietly, still smiling.

“Yep.” he chuckles, his mustache curling over his lips “Didn’t help that you are beautiful too. Shells never gave me much information about you besides your name, I guess she wanted me to go to you first.”

“Sounds like her.” she begins, putting her glass down “Considering she pestered me about going to you too.”

“Oh? Do tell.” she made a face, using her chopsticks to spread some wasabi on her hosomaki before plopping it inside her mouth instead of answering, “Oh, come on. I’m your pilot aren’t I? Can’t I know some girl secrets?”

She almost choked when he called himself her pilot, still getting used to it, but she managed to chew it before she could make a scene in the restaurant, “She pestered me about it every time you showed up,” he ‘hmhmed’ “She even suggested she went with me so she’d get something out of Bob too, but you know I never did. Then you came up to talk to me and well– here we are now.”

“Here we are now.” he looks down at his plate with a grin, “What do you say we finish it up and walk around?”

They finished their lunch without much hurry, walking out of the restaurant just to wander about the mall, keeping her close to him at all times, walking a bit ahead of her so he could shield her from any distracted mallgoer. Everyone who looked up at him either quickly stepped back or sped up their walking, giving the two of them enough space to walk around.

The mustache and sunglasses sure held a lot more power for those who wield them.

Plus being tall helped.

“Ohh, Roos, look!” she tugged him to the left, where a group of mannequins wore different colored Hawaiian shirts, “I like the red one for you.” she mentioned, pointing to the one with the red hibiscus flowers and the dark blue background. He couldn’t help but chuckle, remembering her instagram profile picture with the Hibiscus behind her ear.

“It is pretty nice.”

“Do you want to go inside and try it on?” she questioned, swinging his arm a bit, “I don’t think you have enough Hawaiian shirts.”

He looks down at her through the lens of his sunglasses, seeing her little smile only widen, “You think you are hilarious, don’t you?” she shrugs innocently, still holding his hand, “Well, pretty girl you wouldn’t be wrong. There’s never enough shirts for me.” not to mention he’d gladly wear it since it reminded him of her.

She leads the two inside, talking to one of the vendors after asking his size. Then it hits both of them this would probably be the very first gift she’d give him if she considered the Xenomorph plush his very own gift.

She has the hibiscus shirt on the crook of her arm as she leads him to the changing rooms. The store was very beach themed, with light blues and beiges, there was even a large palm tree lamp above the changing rooms where each leaf illuminated an area. “Here,” she smiles, handing him the shirt, “Try it on and see if it looks good.”

“I won’t take long,” he says, leaning down to peck her lips, “Promise.”

“I’ll be waiting here.” she says against his lips, giggling when he kisses her one last time before closing the door. She looks around a bit, with her hands interlaced before her eyes stop on a rack full of plus sized bikinis. Beatrice blinks, looking at the closed door then to the swimwear, deciding she could take a quick peek before he came out.

She ran her fingers through the bikinis, parting her lips when she saw one with deep green palm leaves on the top and bottom, the halter top seemed to be big enough for her chest but the bottom part was just a normal bikini, as in it wasn’t high waisted and it stopped right below her hip bones.

Bea however, loved it. It was very different from what she was used to wearing while on the beach, but she felt…adventurous. Maybe the thing was that the pole dancing class made her feel a lot more confident than she remembered, looking behind the green leaf bikini to check the others, seeing a lilac one and a black one with tied on bottoms. She bit her lower lip, looking over her shoulder to see the door still closed, only to keep on looking.

“What are you looking at?” the voice in her ear whispered rapidly and she jumped, falling back onto a firm chest, a chest that moved with laughter, a pair of arms wrapping around her waist.

“Oh my God, don’t-” she playfully swatted his arm “Don’t do that!”

“I went out looking for a second opinion and you were too busy checking something else,” he pouts his lower lip, pressing a kiss to her cheek, “Hurt my feelings, pretty girl. What are you looking at, anyway?”

Beatrice’s eyes widened and she pushed the rack of bikinis farther from them, panicked “Nothing!” she said quickly, maybe she wasn’t feeling that confident yet. When she turned around, he was wearing the hibiscus shirt, buttoned just up to the middle of his chest, “Ohhh, it looks so good.” she leans up to fix the collar, smoothing her hands over the fabric, “I love it.”

“Me too,” he says, looking back to where the other vendors were, too busy to pay attention to the two of them, then tugs her closer, pressing their foreheads together “Now answer me what you were looking at, because you seemed very interested.”

She blushed, looking away from him, “It’s nothing.” she murmured, then sighed when he didn’t seem to budge, “Just…swimwear I guess.”

“Swimwear?”

“Yeah, I thought some looked cute.” she shrugs, playing with the buttons of his shirt.

“Show me?”

She bit the corner of her mouth, hesitated but then turned her body towards the bikini rack, trying to find the one she liked again and then pulled out for him to see. She didn’t hold it in front of her body, instead she held it beside her. Beatrice looked up at Bradley to see him with his hands on his hips, his sunglasses up to his hair and eyebrows up. His lips pursed when he breathed shakily, with his gaze locked on the palm tree bikini.

“Brad?” she questioned, “What’s wrong?”

“That is uh…that’s,” he gestured to the bikini, “That’s very nice. You should definitely get it.”

“You think so? I didn’t even check the price–”

“I’ll get it for you,” he said quickly, “I’ll get it, don’t worry. You got me the shirt and I got–” he clears his throat, his mouth feels incredibly dry, “You got a cute bikini. Matter of fact, why don’t you take these to the cashier,” he hurriedly removes the shirt, folding it and handing it to her alongside the bikini, “I’ll, uh, meet you there in a few.”

She furrowed her eyebrows, but leaned up to kiss his lips before he disappeared from her view. “...okay?” on the way over to the cashier, she couldn’t help but wonder what brought on that weird attitude over him. Standing on the line, she looked down at her bikini for a second, before Shells’ words appeared back in her mind:

You’ve seen how that man looks at you. Do you really think he wouldn’t be into your body even more?

Her lips parted in a pleased little gasp, only to roll them into her mouth to hold back her smile, looking at the new swimwear in her arms with his Hawaiian shirt underneath it and she couldn’t help but feel like she was stepping on clouds. His large hand suddenly appeared on her back as he returned, pushing her forward so they could pay, separately, for each article of clothing.

Once out of the store, she couldn’t help the little grin over her lips, squeezing his hand almost without thinking, her thumb rubbing the side of his palm repeatedly. She was so happy she couldn’t help herself, looking back and forth on the mall’s hallway, she tugged him to the side, “What?” he questioned, just following her as she took the two to where the artificial plants decorated a corner, “What’s wrong?”

Beatrice waited until they were partially hidden from the rest of the crowd to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. He hummed out in surprise but quickly kissed back, wrapping his arms around her waist, thankful of how no one seemed to notice the two of them there. He groaned when one of her hands went up to his hair, nails dragging up his scalp, a stuttery ‘fuck’ leaving his lips into her mouth as she laughed.

He stepped forward until her back touched a wall, his teeth biting on her lower lip,being followed by his tongue, begging her to open it. She does and he downright growls when it happens, his large hands slide down her back to cup her ass through her jeans, pressing her pelvis against his as they make out in the darkened corner of a crowded mall, hidden by a small artificial palm tree.

When she playfully bites his own lower lip, it takes all the power in him to control himself, breaking the kiss to drag his mouth down her cheek then down her jawline. She sucks in a breath, feeling his teeth pinch just where her tendon began, the wet of his tongue sending shivers up and down her spine. Bea mewls quietly, his teeth finding the weak spot by sucking onto it hard, not even caring if it marked in fact she was more than happy it did.

Her hand returned to the back of his head and she could feel his whole body shuddering when she wrapped her fingers around the sandy waves, his hold on her tightened even more.

Oh, did Bradley have some sort of weakness when it comes to his hair? She couldn’t help but smile at the new information.

He pressed his crotch to hers before stopping, stopping everything, to drop his forehead to the curve of her shoulder, “Jesus Christ.” he mutters, out of breath, “Gorgeous we got to stop or else I won’t be able to keep things decent.” but his lips returned to her neck, pressing a trail of kisses until he reached her lips again, humming against the cherry flavored lip balm, “I don’t know what happened, but shit, you won’t see me complaining. Was it the shirt?”

But Bea’s smile only softened, cupping his cheeks with her hands. You want to see me, all of me, you aren’t upset thinking about my body, you want me, you really want me, she thought but only chose to say, “I just felt like kissing you.”

Bradley’s sunglasses are a bit crooked, so she fixes them for him, while he chuckles softly, “Well, hey, don’t mind doing this more often, I like this side of you.” she rolls her lower lip into her mouth the moment he says it, “Babe I’ll have to kiss you again if you keep this up.”

“You won’t see me complaining.” she whispered just as breathily, tugging him down to press their lips together again before they walked out of their little corner. Bradley took a few seconds to come out, rubbing his hands over his face in hopes to appear presentable before he met her outside.

On her neck stood the brightest,reddest hickey. Which on her pale skin, stood out immensely. But she couldn’t bring herself to care, at best she’d use her hair to cover it. Each of them held their own bags, grinning like two adolescents who did something under an adult’s nose and no one would find out.

That is until they both hear a high pitched noise that stood out from the usual crowd chatter, “Did you hear that?” Bradley comments, looking around, only to hear the sound getting louder.

“I do…it seems…familiar?” it gets louder, closer, way closer, until there's a sudden impact on the back of Bea’s legs. She yelps in surprise, looking back down at her legs to see a known blonde haired little girl smiling up at her while hugging her jeans clad leg.

“Hi auntie! Hi Prince Rooster!”

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also shopping for women’s gym wear is so fucking depressing. EVERY shirt is cropped. it’s near impossible to find a pair of leggings or shorts that don’t have humiliating details on the ass to ‘shape’ or ‘draw attention’. i’ve seen sports bras with sideboob cut outs. some of the photos and poses feel like straight up softcore porn. the focus all seems to be on looking sexy and skintight and Visible. men get practical clothing designed for performance and we get lycra lingerie.

#naomi wolff im afraid we’re never escaping the beauty myth #it’s like they’ve gone ok fine. you can exercise and be strong if you MUST. but you better make damn sure you look sexy doing it #🍀

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The Sixties Jumpsuit: Simplicity 9792

Jumpsuits seem to mesmerize women. So simple! So easy! And yet, so silly! You will, sooner or later, drop the top into a toilet, a fact I learned after making several shorts rompers in tropical rayon prints during my college years. Despite their silliness, there seems no getting around their appeal, so let's talk about this one.

This is an Easy-to-Sew from the 1960s, now re-issued in modern sizing. Even though it was easy to sew, made up of only 2 main pattern pieces, it does have a centered zipper running down the front which is not something we usually see in today's easy patterns. But for the 1960s, it was indeed simple as it is sleeveless and has patch pockets. Women's had worn various kind of jumpsuits for dirty work for decades, think gardening, factory work, painting, etc, and beach pajamas were sometimes one-piece garments with wide-legged pants which showed up on women in the 1930s. Pants became popular for all kinds of public wear during the late 1960s, partly to get away from the difficulty of moving without embarrassment that came with mini-skirts. This jumpsuit is clearly for play wear, or resort wear.

Notice, it is fitted, there is no blousing at the waistline, so you do need to check on whether you are long-waisted or short-waisted before you cut the pattern. There isn't any room for an error, as there is no waistline seam to allow for adjustments.

They recommend cottons, including heavy ones like canvas, denim. and corduroy, but also lightweights one like pique and poplin, plus double-knits, and linens. Which is a wide range of fabric. The problem is you have both a top and a bottom, and usually we wear different weights of fabric for each of those. Bottom weight fabric have to take the strain of your largest muscles in motion, while blouse-weight fabrics rarely have to deal with much strain. So I would recommend a mid-weight woven with some Lycra in it. This would split the difference in fabric weights, and give you a bit of easy movement as well.

You can find it at your local fabric store or online here: https://simplicity.com/simplicity/s9792

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5 Weekly Trending Products in TikTok (July 2023)

Finding trending products to sell is an important part of running an online store. You need to know what goods will be popular before they peak. By ‘catching the wave’ you’ll be able to make money from growing sales rather than the product’s decline. But finding popular products to sell can be a challenge. That’s why we made this list to help you find trending products online.

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In this list, you’ll find 5 trending products in TikTok that will activate your small business ideas in 2023-or maybe help you to discover a great product to add to your existing online store.

Top trending products to sell online in 2023

Browse our list of highest trending products in TikTok, you can use to start your online business.

01 3D mask

3D mask is a medical care and health care product that claims to be comfortable, breathable, and fit well on the face. It is made of non-woven fabric and comes in various colors.

Source: Goodsfox (Store: Benyamook)

According to Goodsfox, there are two kinds of 3D mask ranking in the top five of the sales rank. The product from Benyamook tops the sales list, with 41,877 sales in the latest 24 hours, and a price of 12 THB (0.35 USD). The product from sanahfashion ranks fifth in the sales rank, with 12,950 sales in the last 24 hours, and a price of 19 PHP (0.37 USD). Both products have been listed since October 2022, but now the 3D mask from Benyamook has already been sold out and the other is still on sales.

Source: Goodsfox (Store: sanahfashion)

02 Panty Women Underwear

The underwear is a product of Umiwear, a brand that sells women’s underwear and loungewear on TikTok. The underwear is made of ice silk Lycra, which is a high quality and comfortable material. And it comes in different sizes and colors, with a price of 30 PHP(0.58 USD).

Source: Goodsfox

Sales trend data from Goodsfox shows a significant increase in the sales of the underwear since early July. In the last 30 days, it has been sold 620,809 units, which is a 14.43% increase from the previous month. This indicates that the underwear is popular and in high demand among the customers.

03 Socks-Clothing

This is a pair of plain socks that are unisex and suitable for work or leisure. They are made of recycled cotton and a soft texture, which have a good breath ability and elasticity, and are durable and resistant to fading. The socks come in two sizes: short and medium, and fit shoe sizes EUR 38-44 or US 4-7. Besides, Various colors are available.

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According to Goodsfox, The last 30 days witnessed a fluctuation in the sales trend of this socks, reaching its peak at 39,326 on June 19. And it has been sold 358,821 units in the last 30 days, a month-on-month rise of 36.64 percent.

04 Gentle Feminine Cleanser

This a gentle feminine cleanser called Milk Recipe. It is a low pH formula that balances the pH of the intimate area and contains natural ingredients such as betel leaf extract, chamomile extract, lactic acid, and ceramide. It claims to clean, reduce odor, and brighten the intimate area.

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The new sales of the cleanser have increased by 800.76% from June 18 to July 17, 2023. Before increasing to its highest at 12,957 on July 14 and 16, the new sales of this products has already risen to 8,942 on July 4.

Conclusion

In conclusion, these are some of the trending products in TikTok that you can sell online in 2023. They are popular among the customers and have high sales potential. Whether you are looking for a new product to start your online business or a great product to add to your existing store, you can find inspiration from these products. You can also use Goodsfox to track the sales trends and ad creatives of these products and others. By doing so, you can stay ahead of the competition and catch the wave of the market demand.

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Fashion in the 80s

It was a decade of big hair, shoulder pads, large and dramatic earring types, acid wash jeans and eye-straining fabric colours and patterns. Fashion trends in the 80s were materialistic values and flaunting wealth.

The 80s trendiest shoes included Jordans, Doc Martens, Vans Classic slip-ons, Adidas Campus, medium heeled pumps and Mary-Janes, Jellies and Moccasins.

The most popular clothes worn in the 80s included Oxford shirts for men, as well as polo shorts and turtlenecks, slacks usually in khaki, suspenders, striped linen suits and corduroy. For women, fashion trends included high waisted jeans, leg warmers, ripped denim, spandex and Lycra, acid wash jeans, statement shoulder business suits, punk leather items and leotards.

Harvard Referencing

MITCHELL, O. (2021) The Complete Guide to 80s Fashion. [Online]. Available from: https://www.thepearlsource.com/blog/the-complete-guide-to-80s-fashion/. [Accessed: 13th December 2022].

VINTAGEDANCER. (1986) 80s Fashion-1980s Fashion Trends for Girls and Women. [Online]. Available from: https://vintagedancer.com/1980s/80s-fashion-what-women-wore-in-the-1980s/. [Accessed: 13th December 2022].

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National Legwear Day

National Legwear Day, which falls on September 22 each year, is a celebration of everything worn on our legs, including leggings, socks, tights, anklets, sheers, and more. In an age when people are looking for different ways to show off their personalities, legwear in all its different forms, shapes, and colors, has become a unique form of self-expression. Legwear is now a trending topic on the pop culture side too, and cool new bottom wear has regularly been featured across some top fashion magazines worldwide. These pieces of clothing are so popular that there’s even another international holiday for one of them — International Legging Day on October 18. This year, be sure to put on your best looks and strut your legwear in honor of this day.

History of National Legwear Day

We suppose clothes worn on the legs evolved alongside people’s need to cover themselves with more than leaves. There are certainly enough signs to indicate ancient civilizations — and maybe even people living before them — have worn some kind of cloth to protect their legs. 1700-year-old socks were found among the remains at an excavated Egyptian site. Leggings were men’s armor accessories in the 14th century.

At times, legwear was a status symbol. Around 1000 B.C., nobles and kings proudly sported knee-high stockings as a way to show off their wealth and social standing. Of course, most of these were made of the best, silkiest material there was. Giving people socks (or a legwear variation thereof) was a very welcome — and generous — gift in those times. Until the 19th century, wearing legwear — at least the publicly visible variations like the leggings — was limited to the male population of the world. Soldiers would wear leggings as a form of protection, using them to prevent dirt, sand, mud, and insects from getting to their lower legs.

Women’s lib and the silver screen idols rocking legwear really set the fashion world on fire. Suddenly, wearing pants, tights, leggings, and other legwear was the coolest trend of all. This popularity hit the stratosphere when the original fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn, wore Capri pants for her 1954 feature film “Sabrina.” By the 1960s, legwear, and especially leggings, were considered a female accessory. Lycra (or spandex, if you will), was a brand-new invention, Olivia Newton-John famously wore leggings in “Grease” (1978), and the 1980s brought crazy inventions to legwear that we still can’t forget.

As with most fashion trends, the old craze with legwear came back with a vengeance, especially because of 21st-century fashion icons and models, who made wearing non-traditional legwear a style statement. Today, seeing eye-catching colors, patterns, and shapes on legwear is nothing new, and most people wholeheartedly embrace this style. Among working men, it has become fashionable to wear funny, funky socks with their suits. To encourage more people to take up wearing fun legwear their way, American legwear manufacturer HanesBrands founded National Legwear Day in 2017.

National Legwear Day timeline

1561 A Royal Affair

The Queen of England gets her first pair of stockings as a Christmas gift from her silk woman; she becomes well-known for her eventual fondness for this type of undergarment.

September 1, 1939 — September 2, 1945 'Legs' in the Army

U.S. soldiers have Army leggings as a part of their uniform, which are called 'legs' by other army men not required to wear this garment, like the Air Force guys, etc.

August 1945 — March 1946 A Stocking Demand

Demand for nylon stocking is so high — and the post-war supplies so limited — that crowds of women battle to get their hands on just one pair.

1980s Sporty Leggings are Here

Jane Fonda's workout videos introduce everyone to a sporty version of leggings and leg warmers.

2010s Legwear is for Everyone

K-pop idols wear leggings under shorts, popularizing this trend.

National Legwear Day FAQs

What hosiery means?

Hosiery, sometimes called legwear, is any garment directly worn on the legs and feet, like socks, hose, leggings, tights, etc.

Where does the word hosiery come from?

The word ‘hosiery’ comes from ‘hosen,’ which means ‘covering.’ This is because these types of garments were initially used to cover (aka protect) the legs.

Are stockings socks?

Stockings are not socks, given that they are usually thinner and stretchier than the socks. Stockings typically come in nylon, rayon, or silk material.

National Legwear Day Activities

Let your legs shine

Get everyone involved

Explore the world of legwear

Strut your stuff in the best, coolest, and jazziest pair of legwear you own. Wear quirky socks, a statement anklet, or even your coolest leggings to add some pop to any outfit.

Be sure to share your look with the world, and encourage others to celebrate their legwear too. You can ask coworkers and friends to coordinate their wardrobe with you, especially for this day. Make it a competition with legwear as a prize.

Always wanted to wear those printed leggings but didn't have the courage? This day is your day — go ahead and try out the legwear you'd always wanted to wear but didn't.

5 Fun Facts About Legwear

The oldest socks had split toes

Pantyhose were first called 'Panti-Legs'

Foot cloths are better than stockings

China's sock production

One for each leg

Evidence at the site of ancient Greek colonies shows socks worn in that period were likely paired with sandals — the common footwear favored in that time.

In 1959, Allen Gant Sr. developed his wife's prototype into the world's first commercial pantyhose, then called 'Panti-Legs,' which became immensely popular in the 60s'.

Russian military personnel preferred a foot cloth called 'portyanki' — which they wore until 2013.

Datang in Zhuji, in the Zhejiang Province of China, is a famous global sock producer, with nearly one-third of the world's socks coming from this district.

Way back when leggings were almost exclusively associated with the male population, this legwear was actually two separate garments — one for each leg.

Why We Love National Legwear Day

Leg-wear in style

Legwear is for everyone

It completes our appearance

It's comfortable, stylish, and can be paired with pretty much anything. Everyone from models to influencers endorses this garment, and we think this old style is here to stay. Socks, tights, leggings, and other garments can be bright and colorful or sedate and subtle, depending on the occasion and our mood.

Who says color and style have to be limited to only one gender? Men, children, and others can easily slip into legwear for an explosion and expression of style.

A pair of leggings under short skirts. Tights under a dress or trousers. Socks for every occasion. Legwear is not only stylish, but highly functional too, and gives a modern, polished appearance.

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