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KATE ( everyтнιɴɢ ιѕ αweѕoмe ) BISHOP ([personal profile] quivers) wrote in [community profile] boat2016-10-08 10:32 pm

█ for fluff & smut & fluffy smut.


pick a character. link some pics. write some texts or sexts.
▐ for cuddles & bangin'. anything flies.
divaricate: mixtapings @ dw (civil war ● 283)

[personal profile] divaricate 2017-07-15 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
onetwothree

(we ship all the same ships; so come at me with whomever tbh! which one you're feeling most.)
unmiss: (⁰⁰⁹)

excellent — you gambled on old man trash, no takebacks

[personal profile] unmiss 2017-07-16 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ He knew she'd be trouble since he laid eyes on her. Except the trouble he'd calculated was the exact kind she'd demonstrated, being a sort of nuisance to the team. One by one, she'd brought down all of their defenses, dragging out their biggest fears to make them vulnerable. All of them — except for him.

But the mind-twisting tricks wasn't where she'd brought him down. It was the unexpected attraction that'd distracted him from maintaining his defenses. When she'd become one of them, there was no easy way to dispel it with the previously obvious excuses such as "she's not on our side" or "she's just some lost kid". Because he'd grown to know her, for more than just the Scarlet Witch as the world had begun to identify her as. She was brave, stronger than she let on, even with the weight of her brother's death, and she had much more wit and snark than even himself sometimes. With how much he liked her company, Clint knew he'd fallen into an unmistakable attraction.

Problem was — she was young. Far younger than a guy like Clint should be messing around with. Which meant there was a need to set up boundaries. Which was easy. All he had to do was set up a distance when it came to romantic advances. And if she pursued him? He could say no.

Clint Barton had all the control in the world. Piece of cake. ]






Shit. [ He groans low against her mouth, a deep growl slipping from beneath his tongue as a hand smooths over his clothed erection. Clint can't even tell when his jeans had gotten so tight, only that they were, and that they weren't being ignored.

Wanda's breath is hot where he feels it exhale over his lips, her eyes dark and lustful from where he can see them right before his own. Despite the darkness of his room, he can see her from the outside lights flickering through the window. She looks better than any daydream he could have ever dreamed up. ]


You shouldn't be in here, you know. [ He says it with a sly smile, because there's little protest in his tone when his fingers are already damp from touching her. The hem of her underwear had been no obstacle from slipping his hand in and stroking gently in a matched rhythm with her own fingers. ]
divaricate: sways @ dw (age of ultron ● 136)

[personal profile] divaricate 2017-07-21 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[he'd gotten to know her, she'd gotten to know him. Somewhere along that line, she'd also found herself wrapped up in feeling more attraction for him. He was one of the easier ones to talk to, he got a few smiles out of her, he was quite attractive looking, and he'd been a good friend to have. She had found herself tossing most of her fucks to give about her being younger out the window. It's not like it'd be any less unusual to hook up with Vision, a robot, really, if she had gone that route. Who needs to follow 'rules' anyway?]

[She cant't get that much closer to him, but she does try by pushing slightly harder against his fingers, a cry escaping her lips.]

Are you sure I shouldn't? Because it feels more like you want me to stay. [Teasing, obviously, with a small smirk and a bit of a play on words. As she slowly starts to work on removing said jeans he's wearing because she wants easier access -- but not before making another couple of stroking passes with her hand because she will be greedy and take all she can get in the process.]
unmiss: (⁰¹⁰)

[personal profile] unmiss 2017-07-22 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
You definitely shouldn't. [ He smiles with a soft huffing laugh, stealing a few messy kisses from her. Definitely shouldn't doesn't mean he's not making the most of actually having her in his room, not when he has the skirt of her dress held up with his wrist as he feels around in her underwear. He knows in his head that his age should come with a little more self-control, but when a gorgeous woman seduces you in your bedroom, it becomes difficult to face the situation with a clear mind.

Thumb brushes smoothly over her pelvic bone, but the rest slip low past her clit, feeling for the presence of soft folds. His fingertips run over the heat of her, guiding slowly against the surface of her entrance to entice getting her wet.

A groan leaves his lips from her generous touches, his free hand trying to assist her clutching the side of his jeans and trying to yank them down. Everything she's doing is good, plenty good, but he hungers for a more direct touch. ]