grin – Ivy

Overwhelmed, Part Eleven

I was a little subspaced and rather sore when the two hauled me up to sit on the edge of the futon. But, I managed to keep it together enough to finish the two off like the image suggests. SG came down the right side of my chest, and Sir came down the left a few moments later.

When I tried to get up and go to clean myself off, I stumbled and nearly fell after a few steps. SG laughed and carried me over to the bathroom.

“Get in the shower, sweetheart,” Sir teased, “you’re a mess.”

I slipped into the shower and turned on the hot water, relaxing under the stream. Through the exhaustion, I was still insanely proud of myself.

I gave Craftsmate his hat back the other day.

Call me a pushover, blah blah.

But he’d better never leave it here again or I may be less nice.

whyexactly:

It’s my hat now…

tasyavanree:

by Tasya van Ree

This past Saturday night, after my super awesome best date, I took a little trip to celebrate a friend from Ivy University’s birthday. There, out of nowhere, while I’m catching up with some friends, I run into The Grown Up. Turns out he’s friends with the birthday boy.

He’s spent some time out of the country, my schedule’s been busy, blah blah. Either way, he had given me his number and I had never called it. But we’ve run into each other a few times and he’s always friendly and lovely.

Welp, I got a little liquid confidence in me and asked him why we haven’t hung out. To which he replied that he didn’t have my number. Oops.

“But, you could give it to me,” he said, “since you don’t seem to know how to use the phone.”

I grinned, “where’s the fun in that? Here, you can guess my number and then call me the next time you’re around Ivy University.”

I proceeded to go through each number by giving him a hint about it. Such as, the number of continents or "if you write this number out and look at it really fast it looks like sex".

“This is incredibly attractive to me,” he said with a snort as he reached the sixth number.

I shook my head, “I’m not flirting with you, I’m just challenging your mind.”

“Okay, Ivy,” he chuckled, “okay.”