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“What is so thrilling about it. “By the movie where he wore a dress.Eartha straddles him, pinning his hands at his sides.His breath come more forcefully than usual.The reddened, raised scars where his pubic hair no longer grows.He’s so attuned to his partners’ body language — in acting, in dance. Watch Dark Girls. She watches Jimmy attempt the sequence.He falls into the rhythm her hands guide him to.All you have to do is ask, you know.When he rolls back up to standing, Eartha moves behind him and grasps his hips.In response, he rocks his hardness against her, once.” he gasps.” They’re both on the floor.She lays her torso against her outstretched leg and raises her face to his.” Eartha flirts with everybody, and usually that’s where it stays.” “He looks great in a dress, but don’t you dare mention it to him. Branded me.Eartha grasps his upper arm and pulls, as she sinks down to the floor and spreads her thighs. “Branded by Brando.He gazes up at her, unmoving, but not unmoved. “Paul Newman,” he says.” Eartha is shocked but doesn’t let it show.He didn’t care. Falcons cheerleaders. “He wanted to see how far he could take things with me. “You have such big beautiful eyes,” Jimmy says.His eyebrows are raised, half a question and half a plea, and those kissable lips are slightly parted.But he’s rigidly still. “Do you do this because you want me groping you.He loses his balance for an instant, but recovers himself and ends up on his knees, between her legs, propped on one hand that rests next to her ear.” She bucks up with her left hip, and he knows what she wants.Side by side, legs spread wide, leaning first toward one, then toward the other.With my fingers?” She does, very lightly.The M on the right and B on the left, burned there, mere inches from his cock.” “How far, Jimmy?” “I let him do everything he wanted. “I might touch it? I might trace those marks.Jimmy moves more languidly as he relaxes.As she looks at the marks, she realizes he is breathing hard. Not a dress, a tunic. “Knowing you might.” “Looked like a dress to me.And he does.The scarred flesh is rough under her fingertip.Eartha pushes her hips against him, tiny movements, just enough to remind him that there are only two layers of thin fabric between him and her.you. “You.The Silver Chalice. “Back to work,” she says.Then he drops her hand and looks away shyly.James Dean is peering out the second-story dance studio window, a cigarette dangling from his lips.His expression is desperate, pleading, fearful. “What are you looking at?” Eartha asks.
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?” and the masn hte friend of James Dean he saydfs Yes bc whosf going to turn dwno that oportuntiyy.Which feind? It doesn matter bc hes not ajmes dean or marlon bradno.Anyways jame is like, hey, cani get naked.I asked ti obe burned bc im a bda bday boy;) abnd so his friend is like FUCVK i have to talk to marlin.Jimy Deen cried tears of jouy and also pain bc hes a little bitchgf “Thdnk you grandpa ormf the GIDFATHER i am yr bigegst fan” james said “Shut Up Jim.SO jim get s nackex and hoekmboy is ocvered in burns aso his firne is like HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOO why are you biURNED and jim is like o. Kakashi X Iruka 4eva. Hehe.DIFEERRNLY!!!!” and marlong brandson who is OLD says “fno itsg fine fuck u, fuck u u fuckign fuck u dont know shit, u fuckign dick, u fucking ockc, do you wna t to Fuck.;) my BOYFRIEDN marlon brando one of the greatest american actors and sex symbol is today did that hehehehehe and his friend is like WHAT and then jim is like nonono its consentual.Im gonna FUCK” Jam diudnt go to hisgirlfiend house.ITYS SYMBOLOIC of amrlon taing things from james that he doenswt like..And his friend was like ya, by all means brohert let the boirds fly.Bob Marley goes on a date, and jim follows five feet behidn wearinbg a trenchaot, and faek nmusacth.And marlon says, I fuck the woman, but hereress whats in init for oyu, you get to watch.James is sad bc her lieks hios jacket but he wants marlons acceptance and praise.They are at retsueaunt, an djim in his bad BAD disgusie, that he thinkls is great bc he and marlo share oen brain cell, and its marlos turn, jhes one table behind and amarlo is like jim comew here and james i slike this isnt james dean, my name i sshcames shceam
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But the diner was his home now, and he adored both James'.Truly it does.Now, it's been almost four years since Ray died.They get in the car and he's still fussing, pressing some napkins to her head because she's apparently bleeding and the sight of her own blood makes her start crying harder again and he's frantically trying to soothe her and calm her trembling.She's ready to tango, when their scuffling and shouting She turns, and makes out figures in the dim light, just outside of the streetlight- ballsy.The body slumps, but its still twitching. Franklin delano donut. By now, Gavin has wandered over and Jack's digging through her pile at the register.He lived off whatever job he could get, right up until his Mamma caught a fever and fell down dead.She half-heartedly feels up her chest, finds her phone thankfully tucked into her bra because she knows better than to carry a purse in this town but not well enough to know to always check her mirrors.He shuts down, stutters answers when asked about his pain levels and where hurts worse.The guy doesn't shoot, thank god, because she has no kind she can trust James to and she can't very well tell the babysitter why she didn't show if she's splattered on the sidewalk.For her part, she just whimpers and cries and Geoff carefully pries the phone from her hand to tell Jack he's got her and that he's taking her home now and he'll be back home soon.She parks closer now, wary, gets a bad feeling and tries to retroactively work around it.She gaps at them, then at their table which has been neatly reassembled: plates and utensils stacked, mugs on top.Just chatting because lonely people like to talk to people willing to listen.She goes tumbling, knees scraping in the gravel and palms sliding into stones.bright purple led lights on the misty road.She pokes and prods until he admits he likes these people and it scares him- she tells him that what point is there to win if no one can celebrate with you.They always make up for it though, with fresh groceries and breakfast in the morning.She doesn't suspect the new addition to the growing table.He came over looking desperate for advice and she pulled out her mom mask and got to work.Geoff starts talking, and of course, she listens.Said stranger looks utterly nonplussed and is smiling beatifically at her son, his early unease and air of mystery completely deflated at the sight of a curly-headed blond terror waddling his way. Scotland X Reader. It's a month after, when Ryan comes home.He does, after a minute, smiles and it pulls the corner of his eyes together.
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Paul rubbed his cheek against James’s cock, but kept his eyes on James's face. His arms were thin, but strong, and his hair was coiffed with a casualness that Paul was willing to bet he worked at.The other man, dressed in a white tee shirt and black dungarees, was worrying a toothpick on one side of his mouth. “Well, James,” Paul said, raising his eyebrows at him, “it’s up to us to come up with an original scene to do in front of the class in an hour.The man was shorter than Paul, not by much, but enough to notice. “I’m Paul,” he said, trying on his winningest smile. On Stewjon. “Not football,” he said, and leaned back against the table.They stood in silence for a few more moments.Well, there was a first time for everything, he thought to himself, and he was nothing if not game.Paul was almost surprised that James seemed so practiced at this.He was young, younger than Paul by about a half decade, and Paul could tell that he was young enough to have missed the war.They were standing alone in a tiny room furnished with a single table.It wasn’t as though he was a blushing virgin (he’d played sports all his life, and he was no stranger to locker room trysts), but he did have a clear idea about how these things ought to go, and on his knees in a dirty alley next to a dumpster was not exactly his ideal.He still looked at Paul with hooded eyes, tilting his chin up a bit.D’you have any ideas?” James continued to stare back at him. “D’you have to look at me?” James asked, leaning up against the wall. Lucky.Paul had worn a nice Oxford shirt and slacks to his first day of class, and had not regretted the decision until just now.Dinner tomorrow?” James laughed in surprise, and nodded.As they left the Studio, James looked at Paul and inclined his head, inviting him to follow as he walked up 44th Street to 10th Avenue, and then back down 45th to a convenient alley.If Paul turned around and walked away right now, maybe James would just stand here forever.But walking away would mean, well, walking away from this man, and that seemed like a very bad idea.James shifted the toothpick to the other side of his mouth and smiled that same half smile. Trials in tainted space dane. It was Paul’s first day, and he had no idea where to even start.He glanced down at himself, feeling awkwardly out of place.Paul licked his lips and offered his hand.James leaned in, eyes closed, his lips brushing Paul’s gently, so gently, and Paul understood that he was allowing him to decide whether to lean forward or back.Perhaps this was one of them.
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Jimmy's saints are men who spit forth wicked beauty, women with demons in their eyes.Montgomery Clift, everywhere Marlon goes.Her heart speeds up slightly in her chest.Then he slips his hands underneath, lays his palms directly on the bony bend of waist and hip.He touches her skin now, a hand stretching out over her spine, another on her neck tilting her face up.There's gotta be some word for it, but Marlon was never a very good student and so he doesn't remember. Stranger Things. Or maybe, Let's drive around until the sun rises and then sleep all day.Monty's eyes are lighter than Marlon expected, almost green, and he's got that determined look he gets when he's acting.The look she gives him is pure exasperation.He will be gentle, like she is the ballerina from a music box.Fingers tucked between the waistband of Monty's trousers and his shirt, tugging him back firmly against a solid, warm chest.Sometimes Jim used to kiss Paul just to see how he'd react; sometimes Paul would let him.Showing the camera his good side one last time.He lights a cigarette first and pulls his script from inside his coat second, eyes scanning the lines with resignation.She won't give in to that sort of thing anymore.Monty grips his shoulders with white-knuckled hands.Even in the cool water she is hot, her mind distracted, caught up in an afternoon's dreaming.Still, he can't help but think she'd like the one they see tonight, about a little French girl being trained up to be a courtesan.He looks down, free hand rubbing the back of his neck.
. Sal sighed.If that kind of age disparity turns you off, read no further.Some things never changed - Jimmy's brutal honesty, even in bed, was apparently one of them.He lit them both with one drag, languidly shook the match out, then held one of the smokes to Sal's lips
For a moment James lost his ability to speak.Then he would smile and when people would ask him what made him smile, he would not answer because he knew no one else could ever understand it.In the end, he was just a little nervous.Paul was following James rather than walking on his side.They walked to the desk and ordered two cups of coffee.Probably not. Claymore Characters. After a few minutes he heard footsteps and a man appeared from around the corner.He was wearing a black coat but he was already unbuttoning it as he walked towards him.The director pointed James and Paul their positions and asked them to go through the dialog.Inside the room there were cameras and people behind cameras and a man who was probably the director.James noticed that his hands were shaking a little but his heart rate was normal.He would have wanted to reach his hand over the table to touch Paul’s hand.James was amazed by how well Paul could remember his lines considering that he had only read them for a few times.He was holding a few pages of a script they wanted him to read.His eyes were blue as ice and his gaze was piercing but not in a bad way..People behind the cameras started to make fun with their obvious chemistry.James tried to figure out if the nervousness was because of the situation or because of him.He just answered his gaze by looking him in the eyes.Do you mind if I take a look?” James gave Paul the script and just watched as Paul read through it a couple of times.He wanted to know what he ate for breakfast.