A/N: Yet another drabble. Sweetness, morning, sex, and a little (or not so little) surprise. :)
Sexual moments and language, no warnings.
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Sex with Magnus was always great. Or, fantastic, if you were completely honest. Absolutely fantastic.
So it had been this time, too, and you found yourself lying atop him, out of breath and pleasantly exhausted. His fingers lazily caressed your bare back, slowly running up and down your spine. You shivered slightly with the pleasurable feeling.
"That was good," you murmured against his chest.
"More than that, that was… Wow," he sighed happily, lifting his head up to kiss your hair.
A/N: It was supposed to be a drabble, and then I got carried away… More Magnus cuteness, no warnings. :3
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All you knew was darkness. Darkness and pain. A dull, aching pain somewhere in your body. You weren’t even too sure where. But you were certain it was there.
That, and the constant beeping noise that was surely coming from miles away. It was so quiet and blurred, and still so… bloody annoying. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep yourself, dammit.
A/N: You and Magnus take a little break from working and distract yourselves with some kissing. ;)
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"Anyone can come in…"
"Just one more."
You leaned in closer to Magnus, letting your lips touch once again. You two were acting almost like lovesick teenagers, but neither of you really cared. It was too much fun.
A/N: More drabbles! This time, umm, touching in places. Slightly sexual situation, I’d say. Nothing too bad, just… Daring. ;)
No warnings, though, so don’t be scared.
Also, the gif credit goes to hard-on-for-hiddleston.
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You shouldn’t have done it. You really shouldn’t have. And you knew it. But it was too tempting. Way too tempting. You just could not resist.
It was those trousers. And the way they clung to his flesh… That fabric accentuating every curve. Too tight. Too tight for you to bear. Damn.
So you did it. You followed your impulses. You fucking did it.
A/N: Another little Magnus drabble, no warnings. :)
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"I can carry my own bag, Magnus!"
"I can carry my own fucking bag, ok? It’s not even that heavy."
"But the doctor said-"
"I don’t care what the doctor said, it’s my bag, and I am well capable of carrying it."
A/N: Another dancing drabble, this time a little different… No warnings. Slightly sexual situations.
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For some people, a party is over once the lights are back on, the crowd has left the club and they themselves are back in the quiet peacefulness of their homes.
For you and Tom, that was not the case. Oh no, for you this was merely the beginning of a second party, if anything.
A/N: More drabbles! You and Tom go out dancing this time.
No warnings, other than the mental images of him dancing. ;)
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It was perhaps the best night of your life so far. Or at least one of the best. Easily.
You were surrounded by people, on the dance floor of your chosen club for the night. Your body was moving to the beat of the music, your hips swaying and limbs moving in a flowing, beautiful motion. Your eyes were closed, and your lips were curved into a radiant smile as the strobe lights with rainbow colours caressed your whole body. You loved every moment of it.
A/N: What can I say? I really like writing these little fluffy drabbles… No warnings again, just some tender loving care. :)
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"Here you go, sweetheart," you heard Magnus murmur by your ear as his lips gently brushed your cheek. You turned a bit, eyes still closed, blindly moving towards his beautiful voice. It seemed to come from so far away…
"Here, drink," he said quietly, and you felt something hard on your lips. A cup? A bottle? When he moved it into a better angle, you realised it was a glass, filled with cool water.
A/N: A “sequel” of a sort for Photographs. Cuteness and such ahead again, no warnings. :)
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"Darling, come here for a sec!"
You heard Magnus call you from the living room, and followed the sound of his voice until you saw him, sitting by his desk with the laptop open in front of him.
“What is it?” you asked as you walked closer.
“I got the photos! From the party,” came his happy reply, and he patted his thighs, asking you to come and sit there.
Hello anon! I am taking requests, but yours is a tricky one. Not because of the subject, but because I’ve written a few similar things already. :)
There’s Get Lucky, which is a lap dance one with Professor Hiddleston, but the song I imagined there is, indeed, Get Lucky (as you can probably guess from the title).
Then there’s Lose Yourself To Dance, with a bonus Chris Hemsworth there, too. And another Daft Punk title. :D
And then The Way You Move, which is closest to your prompt, the only thing is I haven’t mentioned the song.
There might even be more, I seem to like to write about dancing… I also have a couple of small drabbles which I’ll publish sometime within the next few days, but if you feel like these fics and the drabbles don’t satisfy your need for some dancing and sexy times, please feel free to visit my ask box again, I’m always open for prompts and ideas.