She Should Feel Far Too Exposed Under The Table Like That, But Instead All She Feels Is Power. She Knows

the last thing she wanted was for him to follow her from the castle, the queen seeking the crisp night air as a reprieve from the roiling jealousy within her. she hated seeing others flirting with him, knowing damn well she couldn't do the same in public. "i'm fine, why don't you go back in the castle?

Open to anyone. Assume connections and f28+ if romantic. Also open to this being a period setting and if it is, he's a lord/ knight.

"Hey, hey...are you alright? What's up with you tonight? You've been acting strange," Liam panted slightly as he hurried up to the other who had made an excuse and left the house to go outside.

he can't take his eyes off of her as she moves, throat straining against the bottle, a mess of white leaving her lips. and making him long to recreate the scene in another way. he's got an easy grin on his face, hand reaching across to take one of her breasts in his hand, squeezing and brushing his thumb across her nipple. "that's a good fucking slut." he laughs, glances around at the circle of people, each one of them entranced by the woman giving them a show. he lets go of her hair when she pulls back, hand moving to gently hold her jaw and rub the drool from her chin, sliding down wet skin until he's brushing against her nipple again. "that right, is it? you can take more?" he reaches for the buckle of his belt, popping it open before sliding down his fly, eyes on her rather than all the people watching. "come here and show me." he takes his cock out of his pants, palming over it as he leans back in the chair.

closed starter for @vulgcrz continued from here.

the way he praises her only manages to stimulate her further. a desperate, needy moan humming from her lips while her mouth was so full, the vibrations adding to the already fizzy mess she was creating. with her chest exposed, she arched her back, allowing for the show she was putting on to be all the more explicit. picking up her pace, she bobbed her head up and down, taking in the neck of the bottle, letting it plunge into the back of her throat while she looked up and made eye contact with anyone she could. there was warmth pooling between her thighs, the champagne mixed with her own spit began to slide down her chin, her throat, and down to her chest before he liquid hung from her erect nipples and dropped to the floor. "f-fuck." she gasped, pulling her mouth away, gasping for air and laughing as though she was high and far too aroused for her own good. the attention they had given her, the way they looked at her like she was something they needed to devour right there, was driving her wild. "told you i could take it all. hell, i bet i can take even more."

she doesn't see him until gwaine's practically upon them, the anxiety in her chest easing the moment he gets involved. selaena watches wide eyed at the way gwaine reacts, the viscount grunting in pain at the way his hand is bent almost to the breaking point. her own hands move to straighten down her dress from where he rumpled it, amusement shining in her eyes at the rage gwaine spews. my apologies, my lord. she hears the viscount muttering as he pushes himself off the floor, storming off back into the ballroom while clutching his wrist. her gaze turns to gwaine then, heavy sigh leaving her lips. "what a vile pig. i love how he apologized to you and not the person he groped." her eyes roll, frown settling on her features. "thank you for that."

hearing her reaction was enough to get gwaine to be upset at the right person. and his feet moved fast as he turned the corner and grabbed the viscount by the wrist and bent it back. "unless you're new or a fool, then why risk your life by touching what's mine?" he said shoving the man into the wall making one of the paintings shake. "she's a married woman you fucking rake. if you're looking for a rutting, then make your way to a whore house."

“and you know that no matter how many times you tell me that, i’m not gonna listen, right?”

open to females. based on this.

" it's late, you do know you don't have to stay as late as i do, right ? "

this wasn't going at all how she'd hoped, sigh heavily passing her lips as she stares at him as if that will change his mind. "i can't keep pretending that i don't feel something for you, okay? it's driving me crazy." her brow furrows as hurt seeps through her chest. "do you really not feel something for me?"

touchè. feelings wasn't comfortable for him at all. " it isn't about the kiss ... it's about what it means. " they were friends that were getting into deep water.

Chris Hemsworth

me while plotting: let’s do a slow burn thing with them!! just imagine the angst and the journey they go through before becoming a couple!! i’m so excited!!

me literally four fucking days later: so do u want me to write the starter for their wedding or do u wanna do it

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