starter for @midnightsaboteur's r.oman from tatum verse: early years

“Wait…what do you mean you can’t go? Roman, you promised.” Being with a rockstar during the early years of his career – or a rockstar in general – came with plenty of challenges. At first, Tatum thought that she could handle it all, but it was getting difficult to handle it all alone. Sure, he could be easily reached at first, but with the interviews and growing number of gigs and everything else, his manager and Roman himself seemed to be harder to reach.

Which was why she had driven all the way to the hotel after learning that he wasn’t going to be free the day he promised her he would. She thought that he would change his mind if he saw her in person, but he sounded more concerned with missing out on meeting a famous producer than spending time with her after weeks.

“Please. Just this once? Even for a few hours?” she pleaded.

I think I’m pregnant, and I want you to go to the doctor with me. You know how scared I am of doctors’ offices.

Words she should have said, but a part of her wanted to have him go with her because he genuinely wanted to and not out of potential guilt or emotional warfare.  

she knew the hospital food could be absolutely ghastly, so knowing that lyndon was going to pick her up that night, she packed them both something she'd cooked the night before. lyndon did love her cooking and leftovers were always the best. as they were finishing up, olivia looked down at her watch and hummed, "mrs. phillips is my last patient before i clock out. you know she'd be thrilled if you came up and saw her with me. when i saw her this afternoon she did say to bring that tall drink of water with me to visit her," she teased him and watched him over her water bottle. "would you mind?" / @midnightsaboteur

Elle could feel the absolute embarrassment running through her entire body. She had bought a set of lingerie just for herself. It was supposed to be a little pick-me-up on a bad day kind of gift. So when she found out the package that her employee mixed it up with a guest's package she was stressed out but when she heard it was with Ethan. She felt mortified to even show her face to him. She was praying to each and every God out there that he hasn't opened it or doesn't get the wrong idea of her.

With a knock on his door, she braced herself for the worst as she saw him. "Hi- did you- uh- you didn't open my package right?" ( @midnightsaboteur )

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Oh, two could play this game and he was going to teach her some fucking manners. "Scar, babe, if you wanted some of this dick, maybe you should have picked up your fucking phone when I fucking called you and not act like a damn spoiled brat."he said in a rather calm tone. "Bring her to the VIP room."Flynn ordered and followed after his men that dragged her inside. After Flynn stepped in he locked the door so she wouldn't escape him, his face a flat line, eyes scarily calm. "Go stand against that wall for me, with your back pressed to it. I'd suggest you comply because I won't make it pretty."Flynn ordered as he went to pour himself a drink in the corner of the room.

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After every trip it seemed hard to get the president alone, but it was Brax's job. This was the first real professional gig that he had, but he had protected people before as a bodyguard off of the books. Now with Daniel on his list, there wasn't really time for anyone else. He rushed the man into his office and made sure that no one else was following them. "You'll just need to stay here for a couple of minutes. We think there's a fan that broke away from one of the yours and he's looking for you." The younger of the two made sure to lock the door and secure his weapons just in case. "Maybe you can take a look at those bills again or do some other work? Lord knows I'll distract you anyway." Brax chuckled softly, knowing he really just wanted to throw Daniel onto the chair and shove his tongue deep inside his core.

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lips part in mock offence, "again - the way you underestimate me is scarring, mel, truly." his hand raises to cradle his pained chest, an elobrate, melodramatic display, of which he's famous for now. or - infamous for. "i can think outside of the box. i could entertain you with an incredible performance of fred astaire's entire discography. you'd be amazed, entranced - and potentially quite aroused, too." he waggles his brows seductively, though he's under no illusions that it's doing him any favours. "all we'd need is the ground, and by god would we have a lot of that." if he didn't know any better (and he wasn't aware that it was impossible and improbable) he'd be sure that she hated him. "i have a big brain, mel." and a big head. "c'mon, we'd have to repopulate the earth. it'd be our duty to humanity!"

JAXON KNEW EXACTLY WHAT HE wanted. a particular woman to add into their relationship. however, he wanted to be considerate with what paloma wanted. out of desire and curiosity, it would be part of their 'immersion' as novelists. paloma's response pleased him. her acceptance didn't come as a surprise, considering that they were on the same wavelength, seeking adventurous and unconventional experiences. ❝i do have someone in mind. i think you'll both get along. as for her being into you, i'm sure it won't take a lot for you to charm her. the real challenge here would be for the two of us seducing her.❞

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@midnightsaboteur gets a starter from a new muse || charlie for elijah or esme

"I've never done that kind of thing on screen before," Charlie offered, glancing up from the script in her hands. A kiss on screen, sure? A make out session, she'd been there? But simulating sex on screen, that was a new one.

Her gaze fell back down to the script just as soon as it had raised, clearly nervous, brown hues scanning the script, biting her lip at the words on the paper. "You have..right? How does it usually work?" Charlie asked, rubbing her glossy lips together for a moment, clearly slightly uncomfortable.

Starter for: @midnightsaboteur Plot: Based on this

Nicole had been worked at the table on some papers. Plans for the others that needed additions of details that had been obtained. She knew that this was a dangerous job but she enjoyed the difference between this and her normal job as a personal assistant to some high up the chains director. It was boring, this was exciting.

Her gaze moved up when the man walked into the room, a small smile appearing on her lips for just a moment before it disappeared again. Their relationship - or however you wanted to call it - had been a secret. It was frowned upon due to their personal situations so they had hidden it. Another thrill to her life. The other woman who had been seated at the table with her got up to move to a different room to get some papers there.

Nicole's gaze was set on the papers in front of her but her head was pulled back by her hair in a gentle way, his lips finding hers with an urgence before he quickly let go of her again as the woman entered the room once more. It took a moment before Nicole could focus again but as she looked up at him again, making sure that no one saw her but she quickly mouthed towards him 'Is that all?'

starter for @midnightsaboteur's Elijah from n.efertiri verse: ancient princess, modern world

Thebes, 1280 BC

The frantic chatter coming from the throne hall was muffled by the thick stone walls that surrounded the princess’s chamber. It was still early, five by the looks of the sky outside, and she wouldn’t be needed for another six hours, give or take. Her brother’s birthday was a significant event, made even more by their father’s plans to honor him as the next pharaoh of Egypt. However, Neferti.ri wasn’t in a partying mood yet, not when her lips were busy nibbling along her bodyguard’s earlobe, her legs on either side of his waist as she remained astride him. A result of their earlier activities, and she had been too lazy and too comfortable to get off of him.

“Morning, my love,” she murmured, pulling back to smile at him and to press the sweetest of kisses on his lips. Their love was definitely forbidden, but it hadn’t stopped her from falling for him. If she had to give up her crown, her royal status, and everything else that came with it, just to be with him, then she would. Her love went beyond the physical, and she believed that he felt the same way towards her. At least, she hoped that he did. “Did you sleep well?” The door opened a little and one of the servants entered to bring in her usual tea tray, but she didn’t turn around and instead continued kissing her way up and down his neck.

she had a black eye and she was just sat there drinking coffee like nothing had exploded the night before. she looked up at silas and gave him a little smile, "he deserved it and i didn't go to jail this time. i should get a reward for it..." she murmured and set her coffee cup down before walking over and winding her arms around his neck. "i mean, you gave me a good reward last night, but i should get another for this black eye this morning, baby. you deserve a reward because you didn't murder that guy on site." / @midnightsaboteur

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Kieran knew they were quite in a dilemma but he couldn't well leave them to figure this out alone, now could he? Especially when he still had some serious feelings for them. He knew he shouldn't even be acting on said feelings since he was a in relationship at the moment but they were the love of his life. Life had just not turned out how they both saw it and ended up separating, despite being much in love. As much as it made him feel like a piece of shit, his current partner was a bit of a rebound. It made him grimace to even think like that but it was the truth, nonetheless.

"Listen, we both know that the only solution to your current problems is to come with me and see how we can handle those assholes who are after you," he would not be giving up on this matter and he hoped that the determination in his blue showed. "You can't just damn yourself and expect me to be okay with letting you go knowing there are people out there who want to harm you," he cupped their face in his hands, eyes showing tenderness and affection for them.

"Please, I know this is fucked up situation but you know why I can't just let you go."

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Olenna just smirked and let out a soft moan as he commented onto her skirt; they indeed got shorter and shorter as their affair began happening on regular basis. She liked gauging a reaction out of him, messing with his focus when he had important meetings or calls, and more than anything she liked distracting him while he was on the phone with his wife. "Then just you wait and see what I have under it..."she teased and moaned again as he spoke into her ear, making her pale skin form goosebumps. She took the liberty of taking her panties off, having a feeling he might stick around tonight in the office longer as they've been pumped with sexual tension whole freaking day. "Fuck, William..."she huffed feeling his growing erection rubbing against her rear. "What is your wife going to say for coming home so late yet again?"she asked on purpose, all while she rubbed her ass against his crotch with more intensity, her hand reaching behind his neck to keep him close to her.

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Vanessa smiled, setting down her tea cup before she stood. The private parlor that connected to her office was just as posh as the rest of her business. Luxury, discretion, and exclusivity were the key selling points of Paddles. It didn't matter if they were using the portions of the club that catered to sex work, like high end escorts, or the marriage auction. Van always vetted a client before they even reached this point, "I think I have the perfect young woman for what you're looking for. I'll bring her in and you can see what you're buying, maybe have a chat about what you're expectations are. If she's not what you want then I'll bring in a few others." She didn't wait for confirmation, walking out of the parlor and into her office, the heavy doors clicking closed behind her.

Kasmitha had been waiting in one of the private dressing rooms, choosing a lingerie set of the three options her boss had left for her, same with the cocktail dress to put on over it. She was excited to be given the opportunity to escort and step out of the role of entertainer in the sex club. When called on, she walked into the parlor with all the grace of the dancer she'd been most of her life. Her dark gaze rolled over them with curiosity and excitement as she closed the distance to them, extending her delicate hand, "Good evening, I'm Kas. What shall I call you?" Gesturing to the chair, she added, "May I sit or would you prefer I get Madame Montgomery?"

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"Oh I've missed you so much today." Tristan placed a gentle kiss on their lips. These days he had spent more time at their place waiting for them to come back from work, having a nice dinner ready for them as they talked about their day over a lovely bottle of wine. There was a gift bag in their hands and he shook his head, "You really don't need to keep on getting me things, I have so much already, darling."