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heydylanobrien:

TID Apreciation Week | Day 3: Favourite Scene  Clockwork Princess - Chapter 19 “To Lie and Burn”

“How—,” he said. “Does it come off?”

Tessa couldn’t help herself; despite everything, she giggled. “It laces,” she whispered. “In the back.” And she guided his hands around her until his fingers were on the strings of the corset. She shivered then, and not from cold but from the intimacy of the gesture. Will pulled her against him, gentle now, and kissed the line of her throat again, and her shoulder where the chemise bared it, his breath soft and hot against her skin until she was breathing just as hard, her hands smoothing up and over his shoulders, his arms, his sides. She kissed the white scars the Marks had left on his skin, winding herself around him until they were a heated tangle of limbs and she was swallowing down the gasps he made against her mouth.

“Tess,” he whispered. “Tess—if you want to stop—”

She shook her head silently. The fire in the grate had nearly burned down again; Will was all angles and shadows and soft and hard skin against her. No.

“You want this?” His voice was hoarse.

“Yes,” she said. “Do you?”

His finger traced the outline of her mouth. “For this I would have been damned forever. For this I would have given up everything.”

She felt the burn behind her eyes, the pressure of tears, and blinked wet eyelashes. “Will …”

Dw i’n dy garu di am byth,” he said. “I love you. Always.” And he moved to cover her body with his own.

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anglosexualsunited:

i like where this man’s priorities lie

You act young, because you are young. But you know things, Roza. Things people older than you don’t even know.”

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I’m out. I’m done.

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fourfinick:

Remember who the real enemy is...
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All those colours

nataliedormier:

You see, death doesn’t happen to you Lydia. It happens to everyone around you. To all the people left standing around at your funeral trying to figure out how they’re going to live the rest of their lives now without you in it.

Stiles and Derek investigate their latest supernatural problem at the school together.

Together As One

tumbledore-:

Sesame Street got hella hood.

rebornica:

YOUR OTP FINALLY KISS

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