another week has come and gone since i last visited you. i’ve crawled out of my dark dumpster to drop another positivity bomb on you. you are a light in someone’s life. it might not always feel like it but i bet you bring a smile to someone’s face on the daily and because of tis i want to remind you to take care of yourself. hydrate, eat something, take a nap and love yourself. you are amazing in every way and don’t let anyone tell you different! remember: you are enough. you are special. you are loved. you are needed. sending all my love you way for the rest of the week. keep your head up, my love.
♡♡ - friendly neighborhood raccoon.
Thank you for the kind message. Much appreciated 😊
Connection: Neighbor/neighbors son or husbands brother
Made with Beta
Tess had been cleaning up the backyard and making sure it was clean for the company that was coming over tonight, her husband had planned this and didn’t tell her till last minute, which was becoming a normal occurrence, she wasn’t paying attention to anything but cleaning until she saw the male standing there and touched her chest, letting out a small chuckle “you scared me, wasn’t expecting anyone till later.”
The woman in front of her lets out a cry of surprise at his presence, before she chuckled and settled herself down in front of him, as he grinned and showed the package he had for her. “Oh, don’t worry.” Austin replied. “I didn’t mean to scare you out of your dress. I was here wanting to hand you a package delivered to my house by mistake and noticed the back door was not locked. Hope it’s alright.” He added with a grin.
She loved the thrill of having the control taken from her hands, even if for just a few moments, even if it was all an act. The idea of Dylan being in control of everything she did made a new wave of bliss rush down her spine as the brunette looked up at the tall, handsome man. She could see the dark desire in his eyes, the familiar sparkle that awakened something equally as dangerous within her own mind. And all of it because of a few words. “Fuck.” Anna cursed, not strong enough to hold back any more when Dylan reached for her hair and dragged her to a tree, forcing her in position. She felt the rough bark against her back, her thin jogging shirt and sports bra not doing much to help her with protection to her skin. “Or else what?” The brunette asked, voice full of defiance and stubborness above all else but there was also a shadow of a tease. A matching spark in her green eyes as she looked up at the tall man from her position on her knees against the tree. She wanted it all. She wanted him to let loose, to stop holding back - and she was not afraid to do it by acting against his orders once more.
Or else what? That was somewhat a challenge from Anna, knowing the context of it all. Dylan knew that this was quite amusing to say the least, as she leaned on the tree, green eyes flared in defiance – and a little bit of a teasing twinkle to it. She looked pissed and a little angered, yet the corners of her lips were turned up a little bit, in that pleasing little grin that he knew she was capable of. It was as if she was daring him to step things up for her. Of course, why would he not follow through with what she wanted? What she needed, craved, even? He started this sequence of events, why not follow suit with a little aggression from him? Who knows? A little pent-up aggression set forth might even be healthy. In a good, controlled environment, of course. The forest was quite a good place as any to do so. A hand raised up and swung across Anna’s face, slapping her a little to daze her with a firm hand, the dull slap cracked across the surrounding, before another reached up to grab her by her hair and pulled her close. “Or I do that.” He growled. “Now, I won’t say it again. Do it, or it’ll be harder for you.”
“you’re asking me if i’m okay?” shock in her voice as she looked over at them. “i think you’re currently in a much worse place than i am.” she couldn’t say that she was okay, but she’d been taught for years that you had to fake a smile for the world. “can i buy you a drink to say sorry for everything?”
Austin was merely in a bit of a pain – if things like cuts, bruises and a busted lip would be a little bit underestimating of his place and situation. Sure, she was quite concerned with the state he was in, but he shrugged it off a little. “Hey, I have to ask.” Austin said, muttering lightly as he sat there nursing his injuries. “Believe me, I was holding back on him. Better I get hit than you.” He added. “And you don’t have to. Besides, me having a slightly busted lip would be a little bad for drinks.” He pointed out at her. “But seriously, you okay?”
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