Can You Confirm Or Deny The Rumor That You're A Pillow Princess?

blakemadden​:

Blake wasn’t a hard person to scare and right now she was terrified by Leo, not to mention the look in his eyes. The grip on her arm faded into the background compared to that because he looked….so angry. Like it was down in the depth of his soul and it made the woman shrink back slightly even before he’d let go of her. When he finally did her bicep was throbbing from the force. Still for some reason she wasn’t willing to let him just back away from her even on this busy underground train, taking a careful step forward towards him now she had some autonomy in her limbs. “Why…why would you grab me like that? I’ve never done anything to you.” Her voice was just loud enough for Leo to be able to hear her even of the din of the train going through the tunnel, her eyes imploring. After all the man in front of her was the father of her child, whatever she’d just told him, and god knows what he might have done if she had admitted the truth. It made her think in the immediate aftermath that she had done the right thing by lying to him, even though by her very nature lying was something the woman never liked doing in the first place.

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When Blake approached him again, he took a half step back as a precaution. It was clear that didn’t trust himself. “I know, I’m—” he shook his head, feeling the fear that his anger cloaked itself with. He looked at her and saw how her beautiful face was contorted with fear. “Please, forgive me, I couldn’t have had the child be mine.” He panted now, feeling his mouth grow drier in the humid train. His brown eyes wide and his hands were tighten with in fists and he wrestled with his emotions. “It would kill my wife. Despite how I’ve treated her— I — don’t want to hurt her.” He sucked in a breath and shook his head. “She can’t know who I am.” One of his fists met with his quad, in the beats of his words, emphasizing the desperation he felt.

You're so self centred

who else am i supposed to be centred on

blakemadden​:

Leo’s eyes danced across her features as she grew flustered at his question. It gave him much more of an answer than her words did. She did want sex and he knew how insatiable appeitie was months ago. Leo could only conclude that her ache now was far more potent. His, on the other hand, was as feveret as ever and leading the way for his actions as always. And it enjoyed the hell of that blush on her cheeks. Oh how he wanted to see her with that blush, sweaty, and throughly debauched because of him. “Makes sense. But I could have enjoyed having the option.” He stated simply, but letting it go. There was no way to reverse the clock now. Just like he didn’t have a foot to stand on when she ended things between them.

“No, not here.” He replied, smiling a bit of her utter willingness to give into him. He glanced at the people who surrounded them. He didn’t recognize anyone and just knew they were surrounded by a variety of what the city had to offer. “As colorful as this city is, I doubt they’d all consent to be part of our... games.” His voice wrapped around the last word with infliction that let her know exactly what was flashing through his mind. Her naked and entangled with his nude body, both of them building up to release. His eyes were heavily upon her face and Leo finally dared to place an arm around Blake. it stretched across her lower back, supporting her the way he should have earlier as she leaned on him. He was finally touching her kindly as he should have. A complete one-eighty to the man he had been minutes before. “Do you know if your roommate is home?” He questioned as his began to move across the fabric of her clothes. “You could certainly beg there. You have plenty of times before.” He said and a small smirk curved the corners of his mouth. 

closed starter: @hvny​ location: a bar in manhattan

 leo was in a bar with live music, of course, he was having the time of his life. music helped him ride his buzz out in such a good way. especially good music. he was surprised by the big bold energy that much too big for a dumpy bar. “hey, you were amazing up there!” Leo called after the frontwoman who just passed in front of him. 

can you die from lack of affection? Asking for myself

text; leo ⇄ danny

leo: pour one out for me, buddy, cause I'm so dead

Jonathan Carroll

being intuitive is just like... i don’t like this and no i will not elaborate

mood: joe goldberg