"I guess I should explain." Ellis swallowed and scratched his head, "or I could just show you." Picking up his phone, he flipped through his apps and pulled up OnlyFans, showing her his account. "This is how I've been paying for my training, ice time, costumes and gear." There was a remarkable subscriber base on his account and a decent amount of videos but it was all solo and never showed his face or tattoos. "If you did record with something with me I would, obviously, split the profit with you. You'd get final say on what we do and how much of your body you want in it— or any. There's definitely a subscriber pool for ASMR. My subscribers keep asking for me to work with a partner and I thought maybe as a teacher and we..." Ellis trailed off, his pitch didn't seem to be going his way at all.

open to   ››  「 EVERYONE (mascs only for romantic connection) 」 MUSE  ››  Serenity Sanders - 27 - she/her - heterosexual - teacher [xavier's little sister].

━━ ❛❛       Both   of   Serenity's   eyebrows   raised   up   and   her   lips   pursed.   ❝Excuse   me,   what?   You   want   me   to   do   what?   Can   you   repeat   that   for   me?   I   don't   think   I   understood   you   correctly.❞

Lale was a loyal person, exactly the type to dote on the people she cared about. Seeing Anthony in knots over traveling made her a little flustered that she hadn't done more. Still the trip to the airport was smooth and boarding was no issue at all. Once they were in the sky and the seatbelt light dinged off, she pulled her bag from the seat in front of her and smiled at him. "Okay, what will help make the getting there better for you? Snacks, games, books, movies, reading?" Her green gaze warmed with her smile. She may not have thought of everything, but she did put in a lot of effort for the things she had thought of.

Anthony hadn't been on many trips since he was really young. With all the siblings that he had it was hard to travel, especially after his father had left. Anthony had been trying to save up money since he started teaching but that was hard to do on his salary. Anthony was just happy that he had finally managed to do so and that Lale had pushed him out of his comfort zone. "Yes, thankfully. I was a bit worried I'd lose you in the crowd." Anthony said as it seemed to be pretty busy. Then again, Anthony didn't have much to compare it to. This could be a slow day for all he knew. "Yes, I've got my ticket." He assured her as that was something he had made sure to triple-check before he left his place. Anthony was trying his best to remain calm, but clearly he wasn't doing as great of a job as he thought. "I will feel better when we are officially on our way there. Then all the hard parts will be over."

Cashel felt his stomach drop at Gemma's honesty, "Well, as much as I want to protect you, Gem, there really isn't much that I can do about the media. If you want to be with me then, at least until someone more interesting is on the news or Blaine stops fucking around, then you might as well be Travis Kelce." Cash looked up at her in surprise, licking his lips before they broke out in a smile. "Yeah, well... I mean if you want to, I definitely want to." The anxiety was quickly melting into nervous excitement. It had been a long time since he'd opened up to someone, but there was already a deeper level of trust with Gemma than he'd had with most people.

Gemma nodded her head at his words as she could understand where he was coming from. Most people didn't want to open themselves up to something complicated. "I will be honest, opening myself up to criticism is scary." She told him as Gemma didn't want to lie to him. "I just feel that it is worth it. The more I get to know you the more I feel that I am up to whatever it takes." Gemma added as while she was nervous she did feel that Cash was worth it. "I don't blame you."

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Caitriona had been unbelievably sick the entire pregnancy and wasn’t surprised that the more stressed she was the more likely she was to expel even the smallest of meals. This appointment was a mixture of anxiety and excitement because she was worried about how Alex might respond to seeing the baby or hearing the heartbeat. Then again she was also always anxious that it may have been in her head or that there may be an issue with the baby. Nevertheless, Alex had always had a knack for getting her out of her head and today seemed to be no different. "Sexy? I'm a house! Literally a little you is inhabiting this body." Cai wiggled her hands over he bump and laughed softly before kissing him back. "I don't need anything, but maybe to try and eat after. Shouldn't I be asking you that? This is all new for you." Playfully nudging him with her elbow, she climbed into the car, puckering her lips for another kiss before he shut her inside.

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Ever since Caitriona got back into his life Alex was ecstatic, sure getting used to the idea that'd be be a dad had been a shock and it made him think on several scenarios but once the idea settled in, he was happy about it. Probably too happy because his head was on Cai and their baby and he'd been a mess at his game, fucking up things he knew by heart. He took the cursing from his team in silence since no one knew about the baby yet but deep down, even though hockey had been his entire life for so long, Alex shrugged off the reproach because well, he was to be a dad and he promised himself he'd get his head back in the game once he could finally go to the first appointment with Caitriona and he knew for sure their baby was fine.

He got the quickest shower in history, dressing in a team's t-shirt, sweatpants and a team's cap he didn't stop to hear more from his teammates and practically ran off trying to avoid coach so he could pick up Cai from the house and make it to the hospital in time. Thanks to his brother, he got the best obstetrician in the city and hopefully, they'd have good news. "I'll be there in five." Alex called her when he was closer and waited for her with the car running. He gave her a wide albeit anxious smile as he opened the door for her. "Hey, sexy." He greeted, letting her settle before leaning in for a kiss. "How d'you feel? Need anything before we go to the hospital?"

Giancarlo shrugged, "Maybe I'll have a reason to take some time to enjoy the world around me now." There was definitely a large part of himself that thought this assignment was because the agency was investigating him. Being a double agent had a nasty habit of biting people in the ass, but he'd been doing it so long that he thought he had a solid process and contingencies in place. Taking a sabbatical from one agency due to this placement would, hopefully, steer any inquiring minds from his trail.

Camila saying arepas puled him out of his thoughts, making hims smile as she laughed. "Yeah, pretty good, Preciosa." He listened to her as they drove, commenting on a few of the places worth seeing and skipping in Italy. "I wouldn't mind vacations to any of those places. Maybe depending on how long this goes we could squeeze it out of them. Did he know that you wanted to go there?" Giancarlo wasn't trying to pry so much as slowly open her up to the idea of talking about it.

"I listen to a little bit of everything. It depends on where I am, what I'm doing, the mood I'm in. I listen to a lot of classical when I'm traveling by plane, audiobooks for long drives, rock when I'm working out. How about you? That Billy Eyelashes and Frank Ocean?" He chuckled, more to himself, not knowing anything about music popular with a woman her age or what was mainstream. "I'm open to an education if you want to control the aux, Preciosa."

"Really? Oh, that's kinda sad." Camila mused, her tone conveying that she felt sad he missed out on what was interesting about travelling, of course she hadn't done much of it but she had a pinterest board with all the touristic sites she'd like to see. It felt like an even more distant dream than when she was with her ex since she had to live unconsciously for who knew how long. "There sure be, I guess." He agreed with the man as he mentioned doing some tourism in smaller scale. "I've always liked churches. I'm not very religious to honest but churches as building are stunning." She shared.

"I've tried Venezuelan food before." The blonde chimed in, happy that there was something she could say instead of feeling clueless. "Arrrepas... that's how it's pronounced right?" She chadked with him with a giggle as the r sound came our weird. "I really liked them. And then i tried these uh... cheese breadsticks, basically, but I don't remember the name."

When Giancarlo asked her where she'd like to go Camila shrugged. "There's too many places, I wouldn't even know where to start. I've always wanted to go to the grand canyon, uhm... the Niagara falls, Greece, Italy, and I obviously want to go to the touristic sites but I prefer the smaller towns, you know? I always thought there's more history in them." She pondered.

"What about music?" Camila asked after a brief pause. "What do you like?" She went on her questioning; being outside, seeing the road, was loosening her enough to be more chatty.

Yulia licked her lips and shook her head. She knew what this looked like; seeing her in the blonde wig all dolled up and in the skimpy black mini-dress with insane heels. She looked like she was going to a club and she was, but not the one Dominic was thinking of and not for the reasons he probably thought. A part of her hoped she'd be gone before he got home. Over the last month she'd been able to keep her late night shifts a secret to him, but it seemed like time had run out. "I didn't ask to stay with you because you're a piece of ass. I really appreciate you letting me stay the weekend, but I still have to work." She watched him, waiting for his understanding. "That's where I'm going, Dom. I'm a... dancer." Stripper or even sex worker that did what she had to do in a private room for good tips was more on brand. Swallowing down the bile of anxiety, she looked up, "You don't believe me? Then come... but you can only call me Jewels. No one there knows my real name."

lyric starter from Dominic open: females connection: i don't even know it's a lyric starter

"Girl, do what you gotta do. But when you're 2 am buzzin' late night needing loving and it's looking like you're leaving lonely... Baby we both know you're gonna call me."

Tadgh almost never smiled, but he found her nervous blushing endearing and the thought made the corner of his mouth twitch with the threat of a grin. "Well, I'm undecided on how to finish her off. If she's going to be out in the open with a bunch of hands on her, she'd be a lot more save with the protection." Quirking an eyebrow, he waited for his guest to process what he'd said before clearing his throat. If she was in his workshop for a commission then he knew he needed to reign in his mouth. "A bakery? What are you looking for?" He'd done a wide range of items and was good at problem solving, so even if he hadn't Tadgh appreciated a challenge.

His work was remarkable. Wren had never seen anything quite like it. She carefully walked around the shop, not wanting to bump into anything as she saw all the work he had done. Every piece seemed to tell a different story. Her fingers carefully traced over the words on one of the pieces, the smooth cool feeling of the wood under her touch. It was beautiful, it was complicated. Wren turned to look at a table, imagining it in her own place as she looked it over. This one didn't have the resin on it like the rest, which meant he must still be working on it. She was reaching out to touch it when she felt his hands on her hips. Moving where she wanted him, she looked up at him innocently. "I do like this one." She nodded, though really she liked all of his work. Looking back at the table, she hummed in thought. "I kind of like it raw." She blushed as she realized what she said, shaking her head. Grateful for his question, she shrugged. "I wanted to see your work. And also I want to ask you to make something for the bakery."