Thinking About A Beach Vacation With Shouto.

thinking about a beach vacation with shouto.

he is distractingly handsome in his well-fitting board shorts, and even more so when he shucks his shirt and wants you to put his sunscreen on him yourself. then he promptly falls asleep in the sun, only rousing when you nudge him to rotate so he doesn't burn too badly on one side. he's unbearably beautiful, all that taught muscle stretched out in the sunlight, long lashes fanning the tops of his cheeks, his breath coming as slow and steady as the waves.

he wakes long enough to decimate all your beach snacks and let you reapply his sunscreen, before following you into the water and floating contentedly next to you. he falls back asleep on the towels when you come back in, his wet skin glittering in the sun, droplets sliding enticingly into the divots of his adonis belt before evaporating in the heat. you're ostensibly reading, but you keep getting distracted by the sight of him, marveling at how one person could be so lovely.

he helps you pack up when it's time to go back up to the hotel, his long fingers gently brushing sand from your skin. when you want to shower off the sand he follows you in and fucks you against the cool tile, kissing you slow and sweet beneath the shower spray. he takes you again when you insist on applying aloe, groaning under your hands and hitching you up over his waist.

you manage to leave the room just long enough to scrounge up a meal, but you're unwrapped and pressed down into the mattress as soon as you're back through the door again. shouto's skin is hot, almost feverish, and yours is too with the beginnings of a sunburn despite your best efforts, and it's a searing contrast against the cool of your room's air conditioning. shouto tastes fruity, like the drink he had at dinner, and he makes your head spin exactly like a cocktail himself.

you're slick with sweat by the time he's done with you, shivering as it cools against your skin and you think you should shower again. but shouto pins you against him with a strong arm over your waist, and falls asleep with his face tucked into the crook of your neck. you can't bear to disturb him, then, and the heat of him against you lulls you to sleep too.

　 sticky - sticky - sticky jam .

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i'm ngl i had to google this cause i literally haven't seen the show in SO long and...lowk forgot who that was but lmaoooo ur right ur right

Imagine if...MLB had a bat miraculous

﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧

───Bats are flying mammals of the order Chiroptera. With their forelimbs adapted as wings, they are the only mammals capable of true and sustained flight. Bats are more agile in flight than most birds, flying with their very long spread-out digits covered with a thin membrane or patagium.

₊ ⊹"call me the new Batman," she says with a smirk playing on her lips༉‧₊˚.

student of Collège Françoise Dupont─── [ lover of photography ˖°📷 ˚] ₊⊹⋆˚⟡ ࣪. occasional bat hero; martial artist ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

₊˙𓆩 En art comme en amour, l'instinct suffit. 𓆪˚⋆

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we're doomed (irl)

master fu (joe biden) has renounced his title of guardian of the miraculous to marinette dupain-cheng (kamala harris), who's now responsible for saving paris (the united states) from hawkmoth (trump)