never be like you - flume, kai

"PARTY!" Sky screams, waving his bottle of champagne.

Isabella furrows her brow. "Shouldn't you be taking it easy?"

Sky laughs in response, twirling around Isabella with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I got shot, I'm not dead. Let me live."

"Yeah, killjoy let him live." Sailor pipes up in support playfully.

"He's finally cracked her. Sky has officially won over Issy." Rain sarcastically chimes in.

Sky declares, winking at Isabella with a diabolical grin. "Oh, she's in love."

They arrive at the private area of the club. Rain and Isabella have no idea what is in store for them. When they finally step into the room, they are met with a scene straight out of a fairytale. The entire room is bathed in a soft glow of twinkling fairy lights, casting a dreamlike ambience over the space. Purple decorations adorn every corner, adding a touch of enchantment to the already mystical atmosphere.

Lush greenery and lilac flowers cascade from the ceiling, giving the room an enchanted forest feel. In the centre of the room, the dance floor awaits them, bathed in a soft golden light that makes it seem like stepping onto it would transport them to a different realm. The grand disco ball overhead casts dazzling rainbow hues across the walls, creating a mesmerizing display that captivates everyone in the room.

Suddenly, Storm, Rebel, Aquarius, Zane, Sage, and Damien jump out from their hiding spots, screaming "Surprise!" Rain and Isabella's eyes widen in shock as they take in the sight of their friends gathered around them.

Zane chuckles wrapping his arms over Rain and Isabella's shoulders. "Think we'd forget about both your birthdays."

Sky lets out a wild scream, spraying champagne over everyone within reach. "Let's party." Laughter erupts around him as his friends, join in on the fun, rushing to the dance floor to celebrate.

"Why are you here?" Rain spits, his voice filled with venom.

Damien raises an eyebrow, unfazed by Rain's hostility. "Don't get it twisted, I'm here for Issy."

"Happy birthday, mi amour," Damien beams, his voice soft and full of love, handing her a drink.

"Damien," Isabella chirps, blowing a kiss in his direction before taking her leave.

"You have to put it behind us at some point, happy birthday bro." Damien's words are simple but filled with meaning as he pats Rain on the shoulder.

The bass thumps through the nightclub, pulsing through everyone's bodies. Flashes of colourful lights dance across the room, illuminating the faces of the people who have come to forget their worries and let loose for the night. Zane, the life of the party, stands at the bar, a mischievous grin on his face as he slams another shot down on the counter.

"Shots!" He shouts, holding his glass up in the air. The group of friends around him cheer in unison before knocking back their shots. Sky, always one to take things a step further, gulps his drink down in one go, causing a round of applause and cheers to erupt from the crowd.

"We like to drink with Sky 'cause Sky is our mate! And when we drink with Sky, he finishes in 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!" the group chants, counting down as Sky slams his glass back on the bar and throws his hands in the air in triumph.

Chuckling, Sailor turns to Storm and Rebel grabbing their hands. "Come on, you grumbies! Let's dance!" Sailor exclaims, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Storm looks hesitant. "I don't know. I'm not really a dancer."

Rebel crosses her arms and shakes her head. "Yeah, count me out. I'd rather just watch from the sidelines."

But Sailor isn't one to take no for an answer. With a disobedient grin, she pulls them onto the dance floor, their protests falling on deaf ears. The three friends find themselves in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by flashing lights. The DJ is playing her favourite song, and Sailor immediately begins to jump up and down, screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs.
Despite their initial hesitations, Storm and Rebel can't help but be swept up in Sailor's contagious enthusiasm.

The beat is infectious, the lyrics are catchy, and before they know it, they too are jumping up and down, matching Sailor's movements step by step. The music fills them with a sense of euphoria. Isabella, Rain, Sky, Zane, Sage, and Damien notice the commotion and quickly join their friends on the dance floor. The group of friends form a circle, their hands in the air, their voices blending together in a chorus of excitement. They scream into the night, letting go of all shame and surrendering to the music.

As the song reaches its climax, the group jump in unison, the floor vibrating beneath their feet. The beat drops and the group erupt in screams and cheers, their bodies moving in perfect synchronization. The music seems to fill every corner of the nightclub, wrapping the group in a cocoon of sound and rhythm. Each member of the group feels a sense of freedom, a release from the pressures and worries of everyday life. They dance as if their lives depend on it, losing themselves in the moment and revelling in the sheer joy of being alive.

As they all dance and laugh together, Rain can't tear his eyes away from Sailor. Amazed at how she seems to glow under the club lights. It is as if she is a celestial being, a goddess among mortals. And when their gazes lock, it is as if the universe has aligned just for them. A magnetic pull draws Rain towards her.

Without even realizing it, his feet carry him to her side. As they stand face to face, the world around them fades into a blur, leaving only the electricity crackling between them. It is a mixture of nostalgia and a longing for something more, something unspoken yet deeply understood. There is an undeniable connection between Rain and Sailor, one that transcends words and logic.

It is a bond that not many people are lucky enough to experience in their lifetime. In a bold move, Rain reaches out and takes Sailor's hand. Taking Sailor's hand feels like stepping into the unknown, but Rain knows he can't resist the pull any longer. As they leave the club behind, the neon lights giving way to the quiet of the night, a new chapter unfolds before them.

TW: SMUT

desire - slowed - erenity, mertmiş

Rain's bedroom door swings open with a creak, the hinges protesting the sudden movement. Rain carries Sailor in as she clings to him, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Their lips in a fiery kiss, their mouths move together in perfect harmony, their tongues dancing in a sensual dance as they lose themselves in the moment.

The kiss is intense and powerful, filled with raw emotion and desire that has been simmering just beneath the surface for far too long. It is a release of all the pent-up longing and yearning that has been building between them, a connection that goes beyond mere physical attraction. Rain's hands roam over her body, feeling her curves and soft skin beneath his fingertips.

The taste of her lips is intoxicating, sweet with a hint of tequila. She moans softly, her fingers tangling in Rain's hair as she deepens the kiss. Rain lays her down on the soft, bed, he can't help but be overwhelmed by her beauty. Her flowing hair cascades over the pillows, framing her delicate features in a halo of shimmering strands.

Gently, he begins to remove her dress, his fingers grazing against her tender skin as he slowly pulls it down. He kisses down her stomach, each touch sending shivers down her spine, she can't help but feel a wave of excitement wash over her.

Her heart races in anticipation of what is to come, her body tingling with desire. When he pauses at her belly button, looking up at her with those deep, doe eyes, she feels a surge of emotions flood through her.

His voice is gentle, yet filled with a promise of pleasure and satisfaction.  "Just tell me to stop, whenever you want."

It is clear that he respects her boundaries and is willing to stop if she wants him to. Sailor looks down at him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, a silent permission for him to continue. She trusts him completely, knowing that he will bring her nothing but pleasure and ecstasy. He presses a gentle kiss against her thigh, feeling her muscles tense beneath his touch.

Sailor arches her back, pressing her body against Rain's in a silent plea for more. He responds eagerly, trailing kisses along her thigh, each one more fervent than the last. He can feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps. A low moan escapes her lips as he finally reaches her core, drinking up the sweet juices that flow from her.

The taste of her is ethereal, driving him to delve deeper until he has her writhing in pleasure beneath his touch. He is gentle at first, his movements slow and deliberate as he explores every inch of her, his tongue driving her to the brink of madness. But then he changes his pace, his movements becoming faster and more urgent.

The pleasure intensifies, each stroke sending waves of ecstasy crashing over her. She cries out, her voice echoing through the room as she surrenders herself to the pleasure that consumes her. Every nerve ending is on fire as Rain explores her with a hunger that borders on desperation. Her hands roam over Rain's chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt.

She longs to feel more of him, to be closer than ever before. With a quick movement, she tears his shirt off, revealing his taut torso and lean muscles as he brings himself to hover over her. Rain's breath catches in his throat at the sight of her desire written all over her face. He can see the hunger in her eyes, the need for him burning bright as she reaches out her hand to him. Trailing her hand down his chest, leaving a trail of electric tingles in their wake.

Her touch is soft and gentle, yet firm and demanding, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He feels his breath hitch in his throat as her fingertips inch closer and closer to his waist, anticipation building within him. Her hand finally reaches its destination, Rain can't help but gasp at the overwhelming sensation that washes over him.

A mixture of pleasure and desire course through his veins as her fingers brush against the hardness of his cock, sending a jolt of ecstasy shooting through his body. He closes his eyes, revelling in the intoxicating feeling of her touch as she begins to stroke him slowly, teasingly. Sailor's fingers are like magic, dancing over his length with skill and finesse that leaves him trembling with desire.

Every stroke, every caress, pushes him closer and closer to the edge of sanity, threatening to send him spiralling into a whirlwind of passion. Not being able to resist any longer, he lines up to her entrance, pushing in gently, slowly filling her with his throbbing length. She moans in pleasure as he begins to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm as he builds up his speed, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Her back arches off the bed as he buries himself deep inside her, hitting all the right spots that make her cry out in ecstasy. Each touch, each kiss, each thrust bringing them closer to a culmination that will leave them shattered and breathless. He is relentless, his rhythm never wavering as he brings her closer and closer to the edge.

She can feel herself teetering on the brink, the world around her fading into nothingness as she spirals towards the abyss. He watches her with a mixture of awe and desire, his own body humming with the need for release. But he holds himself back, content to watch her as she lies there, panting and sated. He feels her body tighten around him and hears her cry out his name as she reaches her peak.

With a final, desperate cry, she topples over the edge, her body convulsing in ecstasy as she reaches the peak of pleasure. A release that leaves her trembling and spent. He can't hold back any longer. With one final thrust, he spills himself inside her, his body shaking with the force of his release.

12th September, 2023

sunsetz- cigarettes after sex

The walls of Rain's bedroom are painted in a dark shade of grey, giving the room a mysterious and brooding atmosphere. The furniture is all made of dark wood, adding to the sense of opulence and luxury. Creating a room that exudes richness and sophistication. The floors are covered in sleek, dark wood that feels rich and luxurious underfoot.

The dark, polished wood gleams in the soft light that filters through the windows, casting a warm, inviting glow over the room. The bed, a massive four-poster structure, is the centrepiece of the room. It is draped with rich, satin curtains that seem to swallow up the light, creating a cocoon of luxury and comfort. The bedding on the bed is a deep shade of charcoal, with intricate patterns of silver thread woven into the fabric.

The silver threads shimmer in the dim light, adding a touch of elegance to the room. The pillows on the bed are plump and inviting, beckoning anyone who enters to sink into their softness and forget about the outside world. The pillows are covered in silk pillowcases, adding a touch of luxury to the room. On the wall opposite the bed hangs a large, ornate mirror framed in silver.

The mirror is sophisticatedly carved, with swirling patterns and delicate details that catch the light and reflect it back into the room. The mirror adds a touch of glamour to the room, its silver frame glinting in the dim light. The curtains on the windows are made of heavy, rich fabrics that block out the outside world and add to the sense of mystery and intimacy in the room.

another lifetime - nao

Sailor arrives at Rain's room, her eyes instantly falling on him and Sage. Who are deep in conversation. Sailor feels a pang of jealousy
shot through her as she watches them, her stomach twisting with an unfamiliar feeling. She has never felt jealous before, but seeing Rain interacting with another girl in such an intimate setting stirs something deep within her.

She feels a rush of insecurity wash over her. Rain and Sage have always shared a special connection. When they met, they were instantly drawn to each other's free-spirited nature. They
spent countless nights under the stars, discussing their dreams and ambitions. But as time went on, their relationship evolved into something more than just friendship.

"You can't have us both," Sage sighs softly, her heart heavy with the realization that she may be losing him, that he never belonged to her.

Rain's eyes soften as he reaches out to hold her hand. "I know."

As Sage studies his face, she sees the conflict in his eyes. She knows that he cares for her
deeply, but she also knows that his heart belongs to someone else. It is a realization that cuts through her like a knife, the pain of unrequited love slowly seeping into every pore of her being.

"Eventually, you need to choose, but I think you've already made your choice," Sage says, her voice tinged with sadness. "I don't think there was ever a choice to begin with."

Rain squeezes her hand tighter, his heart breaking at the thought of hurting her. "You'll always be special to me, baby blue," he whispers, using the nickname he had given her long ago.

"Just not special enough," Sage clarifies, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Sage," Rain consoles, his voice filled with emotion.

"It's okay," Sage wearily says, a small, sad smile playing on her lips. "What we have has always been casual. You never indicated it to be more.
I've always known the deal. Feelings change, I just never expected mine to."

"I'll be okay," Sage continues, trying to lighten the mood. "You're not that special anyway," she
jokes.

Rain pulls her into his arms, holding her tight.
He knows that he has caused her pain, and it tears at his soul to see her hurting. But he also
knows that he can't deny the feelings he has.
Rain feels a pang of guilt. He has always cared for Sage and has always been there for her when she needed him. But the truth is, his heart belongs to Sailor.

Sailor has captured his heart in a way that Sage never can. Sage feels a sense of finality wash over her. She knows that this is the end of their story, the end of the chapter they had shared together. And as much as it pains her, she also knows that it is time to let him go, to set him free to follow his heart, even if it means breaking hers in the process.

"You'll always have a piece of my heart," Rain whispers, his voice filled with a mixture of sorrow and longing.

"And you'll always have a piece of mine," Sage expresses.

Damien, noticing Sailor's gaze, approaches her with a knowing smile. "It's hard seeing them together, isn't it?"

Sailor tries to brush off his comment, feigning indifference. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Damien chuckles softly, seeing right through her facade. "I'm not blind. I see the way you two look at each other," his tone gentle yet teasing.

"I know Rain though and you should probably forget about him. How do I put it? Even as a child, he got bored quickly. Moved on to the next toy, which was newer and shinner." Damien scoffs arrogantly.

Sailor raises an eyebrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features. Feeling a surge of protectiveness towards her longtime friend. "You speak about it like I haven't known you two my whole life."

"I'm a big girl, I can handle it," Sailor protests stubbornly.

"You know if you ever need distracting, I'm your man." Damien smirks, his confidence unwavering. "But I only know one way to do it."

"Yeah.. I'll pass." Sailor chuckles, shaking her head.

Damien merely shrugs, his smirk never faltering "Don't forget amor, we need to collect a shipment tonight."

TW: VIOLENCE & GUNS

believer - imagine dragons

The night is dark and ominous as Natalie, Noah, and Damien make their way to the designated meeting point to collect a shipment from America. The others scoop out the area. The tension is high as they survey the area for any signs of enemies.

The gang have been on high alert ever since the last ambush. The memory of that day weighs heavily on all of them, driving them to be even more cautious as they carry out their mission. They move silently, their weapons at the ready, their eyes trained on the shadows that seem to lurk around every corner.

The sky above is a deep black, devoid of any stars or moonlight to guide their way. The air is thick with a sense of danger, and each member of the team knows that they have to stay sharp if they want to survive.

"Happy Birthday, Stormy," Sailor beams, a wide smile on her face as they parole the area.

Storm chuckles, his dimples deepening. "Thank you, angel. What a way to be spending it."

"See, everyone has decided to take up that annoying nickname," Sailor rolls her eyes playfully.

"Surprised you're not too tired for this, little flame," Sky teases, a sly grin on his face.

"What do you mean, Sky?" Sailor questions.

"Oh, come on," Aquarius chimes in, a knowing smile on her face. "We all heard what you and Rain have been up to."

Sailor's eyes widen in shock as she realises what they are talking about. "How did you-"

"The 'oh, Rain, oh, oh, don't stop, I'm cumming' incidents," Sky mimics exaggerated moans. "It was quite the performance."

"Well, that was graphic." Storm cringes.

Sailor buries her face in her hands, mortified. "I can't believe you heard that."

"Well, let's just say the walls in this house are thin," Aquarius jokes with a laugh. "But hey, no judgment here. We've all been there."

The three friends dissolve into laughter, the tension breaks as they share in the awkwardness of the moment. The tension is not freed for long as Aquarius looks through her scoop. Aquarius speaks up. "Guys we're not alone. I see something moving out there."

They all exchange wary glances before slowly raising their guns, readying themselves for whatever is out there. They move in unison, their steps light and cautious as they approach.
Aquarius stands back, her eyes fixed on the shadows moving in the distance. She squints, trying to make out what exactly she is seeing. As she focuses, her heart begins to race with a mix of fear and excitement.

"Shit." Storm curses.

Rain, Rebel and Zane stand frozen, surrounded by a group of people wearing eerie red masks. Sage, has a gun pressed against her back, her hands held up in surrender. The group of masked figures move in closer, their eyes glinting with malice as they close in on their prey. Sky curses under his breath, his mind racing as he tries to come up with a plan. He glances at Rebel, her expression grim as she stands surrounded, her fingers twitching with nervous energy.

"We need to do something," Sailor whispers urgently. Storm nods, his eyes narrow as he scans the group of masked figures.