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felixdecroix:

Felix traipsed through the house and let out a happy sigh. He felt relaxed, happy, calm. But no less devious than normal. His usual fair of not much clothing hung off his skinny body, making him all slender limbs and jutting bones. He was the second youngest of the adults, with Nate coming in behind him at seventeen and the only one still at school. They had started off hissing at each other across the room but now he and the Englishman were inseparable a lot of the time, playing on the computers together or stretched out on one of the big beds, wrapped up and watching TV and movies. He whirled into the lounge room and found Rhys, sitting on the couch, head set on and wrapped up in one of his games. Felix was actually good at first person shooters when he had time to play them and he smiled, stepping across the floor. He stopped near to Rhys and slid into his lap, never breaking the others view of the TV and he nuzzled into his free ear gently. “Hello,” he said pleasantly, biting his ear gently and nuzzling into his skin.

Video games were just a way he could easily escape. Call of Duty was something familiar to him and he could, in a way, pretend he was back in war. Where he belonged. Without actually getting blown up and shot. Joe would be miserable if he met and fell in love with an active marine. Rhys felt another presence enter his den, but made no comment on it. Whoever it was would either go away, or make themselves known. Sure enough, his question was answered when a skinny Felix slid into his lap. Rhys wasn’t so involved that he didn’t pause it. With the game freezing, he slid the controllers down the sofa, wrapped his arms around the boy and held him tight, kissing his soft lips. “Hello to you too.” He smiled and moved his hands along the other’s body. “What’s up baby?” 

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Knock Knock

olivia—santiago:

She grinned as she was tugged in by his large hands curling around her hips, big and wrapped tight around them. “Sort of,” she said with a small laugh. If you couldn’t take the piss out of each other, and out of yourself, than you were probably a little too uptight and needed to just take a step back and a deep breath and lighten up a bit. Don’t take things so seriously. She was introduced to everyone that was already there. Poppy seemed to take a great interest in her, leaning in close when they were introduced and touching her arm and shoulder. She scribbled her name in her mental book to come back and investigate. Joe was beautiful. Her introduction to her cousin’s husband was something that she would never forget and she would never forget the look on Rhys’ face and his kissing and touching and groping and the love that was obvious between them. They were the head couple. They were the king and queen of the house. “Shit bag, he would be missing when he’s needed,” she tutted her tongue and shook her head, following Rhys when he bid her to. “I’ll put firecrackers down his pants later,” and she grinned, wandering behind Rhys and jumping, wrapping her arms and legs around him and piggy backing herself on his back as they wandered along. “You got a nice house here, cus,” she said into his ear, resting her chin on his shoulder.

Joel was probably fucking Felix somewhere because guess who else was missing. Once up the stairs, the older male turned and backed up into the wall, pressing himself up against Olivia. It was probably uncomfortable for her, and he sort of hoped that it was. “I just like feeling your breasts press along my back,” he said, smiling to himself. Enough was enough, he continued walking her through the house, her bags fitted well into his hands. “I’m glad you like it. I love it here. Kinda’ thought I was moving a while ago. You shoulda’ seen the place we had in Queens. It was nice, but there was so much around, you could hardly see the stars at night and everything was cluttered. Here, it’s just us and the world.” Rhys set her bags down in her room, sat on her bed and laid back, falling on top of her. “Do I get a tip for being your bell hop?” 

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#vice #wants #daddy series

Knock Knock

olivia—santiago:

Of course Poppy agreed to play nice. It would be nice to have another strong woman on her side that was actually a woman and not just her brother and his wishful thinking. She turned back to the door when it was opened and there was one of them. Cousin Rhys. She grinned at him and let her eyes drag all over him. He grown since the last time she had seen him, in a major way and now he was all sorts of man. She eyebrow went up for a second when she noticed his just as interested glance over her own figure, perhaps not as changed as when they were kids together, but there was definite more curve to her frame. “Thanks for having me,” and she stooped and collected her bag, stepping into the house and putting it down just out of the way of the door way. She leaned up and kissed him on the cheeks, her hands resting on his chest before dropping back to her flat feet. “It’s nice to see you again, Rhys,” she said with a smile and a cant of her head to the side. “You grew finally,” she teased, tossing her hair over her shoulder before she considered her options. “I think this is my best look, don’t you?” and she stuck her shoulders back and arched her spine and stuck her chest out. “I’d like to meet everyone, see what faces you’ve got here. And see little Joel-y,”

Rhys had grown. No longer the skinny little brat that would tear through their abuelita’s home, knocking things over to blame on Joel, no, he was a grown man who fought in wars and started a family. He returned her kiss with one of his own, wrapping fingers around her narrow hip to pull her in. “Yeah-yeah. I’m grown. So are you though,” he said, looking her over. “I can finally tell you’re a woman.” There would always be mild ribbing between the Santiagos. It was how they showed love and affection. Rhys took Olivia’s hand and traveled around the house, introducing her to everyone. To Poppy and Joe especially. Joe got a sweet, sort of sick introduction. All kissing and touching and groping. Because they were husbands and that was how it was. But he was more than proud to show off is other baby cousin. “I dunno where Joel is.” He said, looking around. Lemme show you the room.

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#knock knock

Knock Knock

olivia—santiago:

It was a few days later that Olivia turned up on her cousin’s door step. Boots. Jeans. Tank top. Long hair, a tan and a duffel thrown over her shoulder. Very much like all the travellers in her family. She looked at the house and could hear the life inside, it reminded her of her grandmothers house. She could hear dogs and children and adults. Laughter and conversation and the occasional moan from a different section of the house. She could smell food and could hear washing out on a line somewhere. She could also smell the ocean and hear the waves and the warm breeze kissed her skin and the sun kissed her face and she smiled. This was God’s country. She had found Eden. She stepped up the front stairs onto the porch, dropped her bag and rang the doorbell. She heard people moving about inside, scurrying to answer the door, and just as she had agreed, she whipped her shirt off and fluffed her hair before tucking her shirt in her back pocket, grinning to herself as she stood half bared on Rhys’ front door step.

It was nice hearing from his cousin. Rhys hadn’t been close to any of his family in quite a long time and felt strangely nostalgic after having talked with her. Rhys told everyone that she was coming. He told everyone stories about her and how she was he and Joel’s (who was fucking excited as hell that she was coming) favorite cousin. And asked Poppy to play nice-nice with her until she settled in. But, a few days later, when the bell rang, Rhys was the one to answer the door. Shirtless, in his loose fitting sweats, he leaned against the gable of the door way and stared right at the young woman’s breasts, licking his lips in interest. “So nice of you to join us, prima. Come on in.” He stood aside to let her in and shut the door gently. “Meet everyone first, or settle in first, your choice.” 

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off to the races || dirty little secret AU

madmoisellesylvie:

She glanced up at the sound of feet and she grinned, knowing who it was that was charging down the stairs by the sound of the foot falls. She gave an excited little wiggle and looked him over as he came into view and she couldn’t hep the big, broad grin that plastered over her face. She giggled just softly when he frowned at her, pretending to tell her off for sitting on the counters (which she happened to know was one of his favourite things for her to do). Her legs wrapped around his hips as he stepped between her legs and she grinned up at him. “I’ll get away with it just this once?” she posed to him, leaning in to return the kiss with a press of her lips to his own. She glanced up at the sound of more feet thumping away at the roof and then back to him. “Oh?” and her face lit up, excitement across her face and she gave an excited little wiggle again. “You’re the best, Daddy,” She looked down at her outfit, pastel and perhaps a little more skin than she normally showed, but she nodded her head, blonde curls bouncing. She grinned as he flicked up her skirt, revealing her pale underwear and she adored the grunt he gave at the sight of her panties.

"I only care about what I do to you," she said to him, gazing up at him with big clear, blue eyes. She did dress with purpose, obviously to make his blood run hot, but only his blood. she listened closely and nodded her head, grinning at him. She liked that they plotted together, that they were partners in crime. "I won’t tell," she promised as he leaned in to kiss her, sighing gently as it became long and deep and had her toes curling. More feet on the stairs her long lashes fluttered as she came back to the present, nodding her head. "Just gotta put my shoes on," she told him, reluctantly unwrapping her legs from around him. "Wait here," and she slithered off the bench and hustled up the stairs past her brothers. She put on her shoes, white mary janes. Pale blue skirt, short and just under her belly button. White cut off blouse just above her belly button with a fake pan collar. And just because she could, she put her hair into pigtails before running back down the stairs. "Ready!" she breathed excitedly, taking his hand and clinging to his arm, their laced fingers hanging near the hem of her skirt.

The entire car ride over, Rhys drove slow and he kept staring at Sylvie’s legs. Mainly, right between her thighs where they joined. Once they were well away from their house and neighbors, Rhys reached over and rested his hand on her left knee. He even gave it a little squeeze for comfort’s sake. Rhys slid his hand, calloused and rough, all the way up his daughter’s pretty leg. He marveled by her softness, by the tautness of her sun-kissed skin and for the rest of the hour long car ride, he reveled in the noises he could make out of the girl with just his touches. And, for the rest of the car ride, Rhys fingered his daughter’s sweet pussy, using her slickness as a lubricant, rubbing into her clit and sliding fat fingers up her tight cunt, collecting more. Rhys licked his digits clean once they had arrived. He gripped the steering wheel tighter when he saw the tiny little puddle that formed on his leather seat. It was hot. It was delicious looking and it meant his baby girl had cum for him, at least once. “You’re so good for me,” he said, smiling at her. 

Inside the mall, Rhys held her hand. Strolling down the long corridors and hall ways, he peeked into the shops, trying to find clothes that she might like or want. Mostly, they were all too mature. Pencil skirts with lace embroidering, blazer tops with big, ugly buttons that served no function. It was clothes for rich, successful business women. Rhys held Sylvie’s hand even tighter and pulled her in closer, wrapping his arm around her. Protectively. It wasn’t a surprise to him that the other boys wandering around were checking her ass out. It was practically revealed in a skirt that short, but he was trying his best not to put on a protective routine. And failed miserably. 

  • Olivia:
  • Olivia: I don't even know what to say to that. Other than I'm in, but that's not really a surprise right? I'm looking forward to seeing you, cus. <3
  • Rhys: I'll have a girl answer the door topless if you're topless. Tit for tit. :D Looking forward to seeing you too. <3
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  • Olivia: Figured I'd missed my chance to ... visit. Better late than never, right? I'm teasing you. I know it isn't a compound. But a girl can dream. ;]
  • Rhys: I mean, we all have incredible sex. You could always join in. Haven't missed your chance to visit.
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#text #t:olivia
  • Olivia: I paid a lot more attention than you know. I'm so right. I'm going to be pissed if I'm not greeted by at least one topless chick when I arrive.
  • Rhys: Oh really? And you're just now getting around to visiting? Lmao. I'll tell the girls to be naked then. You realize this isn't a commune? Or compound.
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#text #t:olivia
  • Olivia: Oh shit, I'm not right am I?! I remember all those boys and girls throwing looks your way, swinging around to grab your attention. Couldna been for you personality so what else would it be for?
  • Rhys: For my big, fat dick. :D You paid attention huh? Oh, and no. You'r not right. Only a few are like hippies.
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#text #t:olivia
  • Olivia: You got yourself a hippy compound don't you? And yeah, if memory serves me right, I got no doubt you do.
  • Rhys: A what? Fuck off. What the hell do you remember, prima?
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#text #t:olivia
  • Olivia: kids are nothing compared to you and Joely. Lots of 'em? You been busy with that thing between your legs or what?
  • Rhys: Lots. No, just two are mine. And this thing is well under control, thank you, cuz.
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#text #t:olivia

Pool

joemorgantap:

Joe grinned at his husband, across the pool and settled down on his elbows, swinging his feet backwards and forwards through the cool water. “It’s very, very clear,” and he looked down the length of his body at his husband. “My day was good, I just did some house work, washed some floors and bathrooms, watched you do the pool while doing the dishes which was an excellent view to have while I was finishing that off,” and he gave a waggle of his eyebrows. His fingers worked down the buttons of his shirt and he looked at his lover, floating around and looking very relaxed. “What did you today? Besides look ridiculously delicious while you were cleaning the pool?” And he canted his head to the side with a grin.

"Rediulously delicious?" His brow went up in question and he sipped his drink, confident now that he looked as cool as he felt. Rhys directed himself a little closer to the lip of the pool so that he could hold on and face Joseph to better have an interactive conversation. It was harder to speak to such a pretty face when your whole body was turned away from them. "I’m glad you find me worthy to eat up then. Might come in handy for later." He returned Joe’s grin with his own, showing a little teeth as he did. "Other than clean the pool—I bathed the dogs with Des and that turned into needing to bathe myself after we dry humped in dog shampoo, but Brendan gave me a hand with that, so I’m all squeaky clean…everywhere. And then Felix sucked my dick." Rhys didn’t get anything done that he wanted to today, save for the dog bath and pool cleansing. "You wanna come join me in this thing?" 

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CANINE KISSING APPRECIATION, THE SEQUEL: Tom Hardy feat. 
An unknown (but terribly cute) French Bulldog Puppy

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#self
  • Olivia: cousin, i'm comin your way. got room for me? ;)
  • Rhys: Sure enough do. Hope you like kids, there's too many to count.
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