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In the days that have passed since Ross found out Isabelle was pregnant he had been doing major research to do his part in supporting her as best as possible. Finally they were back at the doctor's for the first sonogram. Ross felt his eyes tear up as the image popped up on the monitor. Of course right now their baby was a little clump of cells but he knew they were gonna be so much more with him and Iz as their parents. He squeezed her hand, tearing up a little as they looked on with bliss. Then Ross furrowed his brows. "Hey doc, I might need glasses but uh what's that other thing." He questions pointing to a spot on the monitor that looked like something occupying the same space as their baby.

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these weekly check ins were something that they'd done for as long as vinny could remember. just wanting to have everyone on the same page at all times. it was easier that way, made for less screwups and in their profession they couldn't be going after the wrong people. today was no different as he was sat in his office, mostly bullshitting with the men around him until the door had opened. spotting the woman standing there he had easily welcomed her into the room, sliding his chair out slightly as he knew she'd take her rightful place.

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It had been a long day of nothing at work but he had to begrudgingly go regardless. He and his wife's rotas had clashed more often than not recently and so they had to hire a babysitter to look after Toby. Finally coming home, he walked into the living room and it was just her sat there, Toby probably in bed already. "Ah, you're still here? I'm surprised Heather isn't back yet." Though those days it wasn't exactly a bad thing to not see her during waking hours, she always had something to bicker about.

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julian smiles sheepishly, and he can say without question that nobody left him feeling as intimidated as she did. try as he might to restrain his eyes, they linger against her frame; focused particularly on the flesh that her lacy nightwear fails to hide. fuck. he can feel his hunger brewing all over again, a sensation he'd been able to keep a tight lid on, when every ounce of his effort was used. right now, his heart is racing. they're alone together and he struggles to rid his mind of the shameless and sordid fantasies that often tease him, threaten to take it over and be all he can possibly imagine. "yes please, miss..." he trails off; even if he doesn't especially want her to move away from him, he figures it's necessary. the longer they're there, the more likely it is that she'll recognise the effect she has on him, and he doubts that'll go over well. "are you struggling to sleep too?"

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despite the two being involve in years long affair, deacon still had an insatiable hunger towards her. even tonight when he had promised to be in his best behaviour because they were at a dinner party with their spouses, he couldn't help but follow her into the kitchen as she fetched for drinks like the good little hostess she was. he cornered her against the edge of the kitchen counter, pressing his muscular chest against her back. his hands already underneath her dress. "tell me you didn't wear underwear under this, darling..." his lips murmured against the slope of her neck, peppering open wet kisses as if they had all the time in the world.

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"i figured you would take a hint," mumbled silas the moment he felt her eyes on him. his phone had been ringing non stop for the past half hour. that had been what prompted him to just shut the damn thing off. of course she had decided to seek him out and it was clear she knew where he liked to blow off some steam. he merely sighed as he looked from the pool table towards her," pretty sure you said everything that you wanted to say."

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she feels their hand grab her arm and she's being dragged into the next room before she's being shoved up against the wall. torey gasped as they press up against her from behind and the nastiest stuff is being whispered into her ear. torey's cheeks are flushed and she bit down on her lower lip before she whimpered and pressed back against them. she squirmed and dropped her head back, "oh fuck..." she whispered and whimpered softly. torey knew she was being a brat, but she was usually a brat. it just wasn't appropriate for this type of setting and they were right for yanking her out of the room.

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It was no secret that the grand castle's walls had kept quite a few secrets hidden for decades. It should come as no surprise, then, that there was more to the structure than met the eye - or at least, it was no longer a surprise to the brunette as she passed through a hidden door without being noticed. With ease the young woman found her way down the dark hallway, a few turns and twists that she knew by heart at this point and with another half a dozen steps Anna found herself opening another door - this one much bigger, heavier than the one she entered through. The brunette quickly walked in, making sure to close the secret door behind her before she made her way to the chaise in front of the fireplace. It was her favorite spot in the grand chambers of the King's Hand. Mikael would often find her perched upon the comfortable piece of furniture, reading, waiting for his arrival. And this time would be no different. Anna had noticed the looks the man sent her way, the meaningful gazes, the way her body seemed to light up in flames whenever his hand grazed her own among the crowds of gathered people was enough of a response to such blatant invitations. With a bow of her head, a curtsy to excsue herself, the woman claimed to retire for the night but the two of them knew that there would be no sleep involved. The Hand's Mistress perched upon the chaise, waiting for Mikael to arrive, playing with the strings at the front of her dress that held the corset tightly together, waiting like a gift to be unwrapped.

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        it had all started as something that was going scratch a proverbial itch... but lorna had become addicting. so much so that she had upgraded their rendezvous from the back of her range rover into inviting her over when both their husbands were away. barely able to make it past the front door, ava was pushing the woman onto the sofa and pulling herself on top of her. “did you miss me?” she breathed out, smirk pulling across the usually stoic features ava donned. 

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As usual with these kind of parties Diana was holding court with her group of friends. With the party favors from Ben she was feeling extremely vibrant. While she knew most of the people casually the sight of someone she had never encountered before caught her attention. Diana knew they had never met before cause she would never forget someone so strikingly handsome. Rather than approach them right away she went to the one person who would likely know them even on a surface level. "Ben," she called out of the music gripping his arm to get his attention as she constantly looked in this new man's direction. "Who's the hottie over there?" She questioned turning his head in the direction of the new object of her affection.

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'the last time' it was something that gavin had heard a lot of, though he didn't really care - the last time had hardly ever meant that it was really going to be the last. ❝ so? i think we both know it's not really going to be the last time. ❞ proven now as he was letting his hand trail down her body, and she hadn't appeared to be moving away. ❝ and if you really meant it was going to be the last time, you wouldn't be here right now. ❞ 

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calloused fingers brush an ebony strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear before cupping her cheek, leaving a sticky trail of blood behind. "you looked so fucking beautiful out there", anthony purrs as his free hand runs down her neck, brushing over her collar bone teasingly before coming to rest on the swell of her perfectly full breasts, squeezing the right one gently, "i love it when you prove people wrong for underestimating you just because you're pretty." they always consider him to be the bad one among the two of them, that they should look to isabelle if they plead for mercy, assuming that she has the softer heart, but at the end of the day, she's just as bad, can be just as cruel as him and it's hot.

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"C'mon babe, don't be like that." Vaughn closed the distance between them, taking her waist with one hand leaning in to kiss her neck, right where he knew she liked it. He was trailing kisses and nips down to her collarbone when she pushed him away.

Stop it, you're making me wet and I'm super mad at you!

The corner of his lips tugged into a smirk. "We can argue after I promise, but I can help solve that problem first?"

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the moment he'd spotted her with another man hanging off of her shoulder, hux had felt sick to his stomach. huxley's more than aware that having to witness this particular scenario was all his fault but that fact did little to quell his jealousy and nerves. if anything, it only made it all the worse. he felt as though he couldn't really, in good faith, do anything. shaky fingers tap aimlessly against the condensation on the side of his glass, as he tries - with all of his might - to remain unseen. to allow her a modicum of excitement. to be awarded the space to move on. however, the biggest problem is that he doesn't want her to move on. in spite of their divorce, as selfish as it was. swallowing thickly, his legs move before his mind has fully caught up, "izzy!" he beams, but there's something behind it - something he doubts she'll miss. "fancy seeing you here. small world!" he feigns excitement, "...who's this then?"

@slvtpops liked this for a lyric starter or two. character: richard roosevelt. 45. thinks the world revolves around him while being the most insecure person in the world.

"after you leave i'll be so alright, it's true. it's not like i've got something grand to say to say, like i wanna be with you, i wanna be with you all the time, i wanna be oved by you every night. or, hm, or whatever."

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"so... you just do this all day long?" jude eyes her up and down as she explains whatever it is that an instagrammer does. he'd never really done the whole social media thing, probably never would. he was too old for all that shit. "just stand there and let people take pictures of you for your website?"