Author: beyondcities

[MF] Where The End Result Could Be a Scorpio

I found myself fully awake around 3.30 am on a Valentine’s Day – distraught that my beloved creature’s form was missing from our conjugal bed. Perhaps, I figured, he’d managed to fall asleep on the couch again. He mostly always does whenever he’s busy working on his big projects. Either way, the moment I managed to get out of bed to dress up (in my usual wet suit + bikini top+ hoodie) and out the bedroom I found his sleeping form sprawled, half of his body on the dining table, laptop open, and a tiny black and red heart card that he made himself. On it, it said “Happy Valentine’s *insert my name here * !” w/ other cheesy dedications of love and an amalgamation of glitter on the card and on the table.

Was I touched? Yes. I was always a fan of his handmade gifts and romantic gestures because 1) I am a sucker for romance 2) I like being flattered. Ha! Beyond that I managed to close his laptop and take off his glasses without him stirring. I also left a little post-it note on his forehead saying: BRB. Procuring Russian pastries + surfing. <3 you! : * Read more »

When it Bites You in the Ass [FM] [kink]

It happened one stormy morning – at about 4 am. I heard him complain about the sky being purple and something about rumbling and an earthquake. I, of course, ignored it. If the world was going to end, I might as well sleep through it. Sleep was my answer to getting rid of most of my problems anyway, I just didn’t know that it would bite me in the ass – literally.

I recall falling asleep on my stomach, hugging my pillow. My husband has a habit of stealing mine, since I don’t know, he’s my husband. Either way, I was sleeping on my stomach and dreaming of making Cupcake Jemma’s unicorn cake. I know right? Pretty domestic. But it all gets interesting from here – in that dream, as I was mixing the dry and wet ingredients in the stand mixer I felt someone touch my butt and what followed was a painful twinge on my left butt cheek. This was the part where I managed to wake up and discovered that his face was under the sheets and biting my ass. I ignored this and tried to go back to sleep before feeling his hands knead at my butt cheeks before I groaned in protest as he yanked off my panties. Read more »

[FM] Food for Thought or Something Like That [kink]

Tldr; It’s an odd kink but sometimes you luck out. One day you’re just craving for raspberries and whipped cream the next thing you know you’re being pinned against your kitchen’s counter top and being fucked.

Let’s just say he got home before me – texted if I wanted anything to eat beyond dessert to which I replied: I want whipped cream and raspberries! TYVM! YW~ ;P :*:*:*:* And of course he would comply being the nice man that he is and knowing that I’m mostly stressed with day.

Upon arriving home, I took off my shoes and went about depositing the rest of my stuff on the couch. I greeted the cat – who often ignores me anyway – and went straight to the kitchen to find him with the stand mixer, a gallon of heavy whipping cream, and fruit. The place reeked of pot roast and hints of vanilla and lemon here and there. Read more »