"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Sed de sangre - noun translates to blood-lust. Blood-lust, refers to a desire to see blood being shed. Jax's life was slowly getting back on track, it was almost perfect, that was until he decided to listen to his new neighbours argument which oddly took place mid-sex. Jax could sense from the first moment they meet, that there was something off about Valentino Franco. He interested Jax in ways that no other man had in ages and that scared him. Valentino Franco is a mysterious, sex addicted and dangerously delicious man. Everything in Jax's life soon takes a turn for the worst as he finds himself involved with the Spanish mafia but last time Jax checked, he was content with his boring, simple day to day life.

Harry: Ass pic. Naked ass pic. Louis: No. Where the biggest fuckboy in school, Harry, ask for nudes.

the story where ashton irwin writes his teacher multiple notes; furthermore, these notes go unappreciated by the religious churchgoer as the man becomes confused with his sexuality. top!luke and bottom!ashton ©noctivagant #535 in fanfiction, #40 in #5sos

prisoner!michael likes to pick on parole officer!luke

"hi, princess. what kind of ice cream would you like?" underage!luke , twink!luke , ice cream man!ashton ©-DREAMIN

"I'm better at riding than driving sir, shall I show you?" Jungkook is a young driving instructor and one day meets Kim Taehyung, however Taehyung is one of the most horrible students he's ever had. So he needs some extra lessons... Powerbottom!Tae ©Taeslostboy

You ever felt like you were never enough? Like you weren't worth it? Like you were incapable of being loved? That's how Nasir feels on a daily basis. Feeling as though he'll never be loved. Guys don't even waste their time to take a second look at Nasir. When a new boy arrives in the middle of the year, Nasir is suprised that someone has taken a liking to him. But how can the relationship last when Nasir doesn't even love himself? Can the new boy teach Nasir how to love himself before it all goes up in flames?