‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ㅤ

&.      kudos to being a workaholic. 

&.     i’m too exhausted already wtf.

&.    if you don’t, i’ll just throw your ass in the water or something.

@hyrded ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎no. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎*it was a weak protest at best, whispered with a tremble that gave the underlying truth away that it did actually hurt. her ankle, that is. seemed like she took her inexistent sprinting skills seriously. the fall was as merciless as embarrassing, thus the burning of her neck from within. now here she sat with her foot on rurik's thigh, going through multiple, and what she assumed were unprofessional, tests to investigate the mobility of her ankle. at last, a breath tore apart from her lips, akin to a gasp. alaina reluctantly admitted.* ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a little.

@inlecebra            a low grunt stirred at the back of his throat, curdling into a rumble that broke with a sigh. his right hand cupped the back of her head, drawing her flat against his chest in a cushion of stillness. in the next heartbeat, his mouth was on hers, stealing the words from her tongue. heat rose, burning through his chest, and his left arm tightened as he devoured her in a furious, hot press of his mouth, tilted to melt against alaina’s. his tongue swept, slow and harsh, gliding against the inside of her curved mouth.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀ “that clear enough for you?” he breathed, pulling back just enough for air. his nostrils flared, lips slick and burning from their kiss, the molten wetness still clinging to them. a heat-glazed haze clouded his green grey eyes as the reaper stilled, brushing a strand of hair behind alaina’s ear.         “i missed my wife.” his voice dropped to a whisper as he shifted her slightly in his arms, letting her feel the full weight of him, burning, aching to touch. his hand trailed over her cheek, soft as a rose petal, before lowering to guide her legs around his waist. a brief glance over her shoulder, then his gaze returned to hers.           “did you eat?”

@hyrded ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎*the growing smile on her face was barely contained, bare footsteps gently pattering against the wooden floors to cross the threshold towards rurik. alaina's arms encircled his broad shoulders, resting against the corded muscles concealed underneath his coat. there was not one moment where he failed to be as endearing and charming as ever, it had only blossomed further after they chose to tie themselves with the most indissoluble tie to exist, weaving them together for eternity. and of course he used it to his advantage, weakening her defenses ever since the start. it took months for her to recognize that they never stood a chance against him anyway, not when he entered like a blizzard and stayed like a sanctuary. all of those feelings, and unspoken words, glimmered in her eyes when she looked up at him, leaning closer and pausing at a hair's width distance between their mouths. her words, light and carrying a teasing lilt, aimed to provoke him.* ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i don't see it clearly enough. care to demonstrate, mister sires?

@angrots ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎*her hand paused at the edge of the page, grip loosening on her pencil as her gaze lifted to meet his. a breath passed and alaina suppressed the urge to close her notebook, hiding the sketch she was working on.* ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎just passing time.

@angrots ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it doesn't have to be anything you don't want it to be. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎*her tired voice uttered with a sigh. lately, days had been dragging on longer than usual, taking a larger toll on her that withered her energy altogether, thus her lacking efforts at present than regular.* ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i hope you are aware this is a mandatory.. activity.

@inlecebra                “of course i would.” a faint purse of his lips followed, flattened by a soft scoff. not that he’d ever keep his wife caged. walking into the room and coming up behind alaina, rurik’s hands found her hips, drawing her back against his chest.         he lowered his face, nuzzling into the curve of her neck to breathe in her sweet, citrus scent. “where?” he murmured, the words brushing her skin as his nose traced along the side of her neck. his arm slipped around her front, keeping her firmly within his embrace.

@hyrded ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎would you get restless if i say 'yes'?

⠀⠀⠀    ⠀ he’d  been  observing  her  posture  and  body  language.  two  things  combined,  he  could  tell  she  was  nervous.   was  she  nervous  about  riding  or  something  else?  it  wasn’t  his  business,  and  he  didn’t  bother  prying  into  it.   but,  he  moved  closer  to  stand  by  the  gate,  and  reaching  for  the  lock,  pulled  the  lever.  before  stepping  in,  llŷr   paused,  glancing  at  her.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀“then  you’re  aware  the  horses  can  sense  your  emotions.  whatever  maggot  is  eating  at  your  brain  needs  to  be  left  outside  this  gate,  or  else  you’ll  spook  my  horse.”   he  pushed  the  gate  until  it  swung  open  for  both  of  them.         “after  you.”     he  said,  and  waited.

@hellslyrics ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎you don't need to assume, i have.

&.      drop sumting for me ):

&.    YEEEEEEHAAAAA

&.      CAUSE  DADDY’S  HOMEEEEEEEE.