Look me in the eyes, and confess your lust
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Published 2023-11-21
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SO AN AD CAME UP RIGHT BEFORE THE PLAYLIST STARTED AND I SAID I DONT LIKE IT THEN SKIPPED IT AND "chase Atlantic - Okay" MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD- (EDIT: I haven't gotten this many likes THIS fast- CHILL... my notifications got blown up.)
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Oooo Chase Atlantic!!! Into It POV (18+, gender-neutral reader) You arched your brow as you sat across from the handsome man in front of you. He has suggested a game of chess, wanting to catch up with his old college roommate, "You're a lot sharper than I remember." The man spoke, making you shiver. It had been sixteen years since you'd seen him. He went from a slightly nerdy jock to a handsome CEO. You cleared your throat, suddenly feeling parched, "Guess you didn't know me as well as you thought." You quipped under your breath, staring down at the chest pieces, not daring to look him in the eye. The man in front of you looked up from studying his own chest pieces, "Why don't we get a drink, break the ice. There's no need to be nervous, sweetheart, it's just a game." He charmed while getting up, "I'll be right back." He reassured before getting up and walking into the kitchen. You let out a breath you'd been holding in, "I don't know if I'll be able to survive the night without doing something incredibly stupid." You growled before getting up and walking over to the window. He had invited you to his penthouse and were currently staring out at the city, the most breathtaking view you had ever seen in that godforsaken city. Suddenly, you heard footsteps and saw the reflection of two drinks, along with his veiny hands, "To tell you the truth, I'd much rather enjoy this view with you." He seduced before handing you your drink. You gulped as you eyes connected with his hands then went lower and noticed he was growing needy, "Like what you see, baby?" He husked, taking a sip of his drink, watching you intently. He wanted to ruin you, right on the back of the couch. You sucked in a breath, "Yes," you squeaked out before taking the glass in shaky hands. The man tipped the glass once you were about to take a sip, "Careful, babe, don't spill." He warned, making you want to drop the glass and have him take you right in that moment. He seemed to notice the spark in your eyes before taking the glass back and setting it down on the table, "Don't wanna make a mess of those drinks," he spoke before walking back over to you and learning close to your ear, "But I do wanna make a mess of you." based on Into It by Chase Atlantic
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I'm DISAPPOINTED in the lack of pov writers.
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I-๐ง๐ปโโ๏ธThe Weeknd and Chase Atlantic are just the kings of seggsual tension ngl
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"high for this" the weeknd story : You were so high. Alcohol was no good for you, and you knew it, but you decided to not care for this time. Your roomate was looking at you, not even having fun when he was the one who decided to go there. Damn, how you hated him. Why wasn't he letting you have fun? You kept dancing, drinking, until a man came up to you. "you look hot. Wanna spend the night with me?" This guy was also very drunk. Your roomate, Xyn, was staring. His eyes were freeing such a rage. The man started touching you. Too much for Xyn. He approached you two, pushed the man, and grabbed your wrist "you fucking piss me off." He said with his deep voice. Too drunk to even walk, he had to carry you. Xyn was certainly mad, but he did not seem ashamed of you, as every other man would be for carrying a drunk person like you. Carefully, he put you in his black BMW. He got in the car, and for the whole way home, he had his attention on you. Xyu knew he had to care more about the road, caused by the missing sun, but you seemed more important. "-Hey, you're never getting drunk again after that. -hmmm... -can't even talk..." He sighed, and you two arrived home. Again, he carried you, and put you in your bed. He took off your clothes, you were not able to move. Or was it on purpose? He was so careful, and was trying not to look. He put a blanket on you. "-wait. He turned back to you, and you got up, walking towards him. -why do you care so much ? He looked away. You were right, he never took care of someone as he did with you. After thinking, he answered. You are so drunk. I wouldn't just leave you there -No, no. Even before, before the man came up to me : you were staring. And why get so mad to a man talking to me ? -.... -Jealousy? -Never. -I dont believe you. -I don't care. -You do. -Shut up. He said, getting mad. -No. -hmph... -Admit it. -Shut up! -No. -... He seemed like he was pushing something inside him so it never goes out, he did not seem like he could hold it for long. You got closer, and whispered in his ear 'admit it'." That was too much. He pinned you to the wall "i am not fucking jealous." He was breathing so heavily. Such a warm breath. Your lips and his were so close... Too close to be normal... He wouldn't hold it any longer. "Damn you." He grabbed both your wrists and put them above your head, and kissed you so passionately. Like he loved you. His free arm went around your waist, and pushed you closer to him. "You'll never forget that." He said between two kisses, his hand sliding down...
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The men in the pictures OMG ๐ ๐ฅฐ
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"Look me in the eyes, and confess your lust. Get on your knees, beg me to stop. I promise I'll love you if you do it, so do it. For me." -"Do it for Me" by Rosenfeld Edit: Holy shit, thanks for the likes :O
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knew it was gonna be great when Chase Atlantic plays first ๐ฅ๐ฅ
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Today was along and stressful and just wanted to relax and this happened and the music hit just like this
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This is the playlist I NEEDED!!!!!
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Where are those pov people ๐ญ
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She held her breath as he moved closer to her, so slowly it reminded her of a panther about to strike. "What are you doing?" she asked, trying to hold back the shakiness behind the words. "You're about to find out," he growled. She backed away from him, knowing it had been a long time coming. Knowing that she wanted this, yet the idea of it was terrifying. He was tall, dark and handsome, everything she wasn't used too. He stopped an inch in front of her, taking care not to press himself against her, but he leaned his arm against the wall. Down his eyes caressed her body. The tiny black dress he made her wear to dinner, the lack of underwear, everything, she did everything he asked of her, yet she was terrified. Closer, his free hand moved against the side of her body, feeling every curve, every crevice. Her breathing was rapid now, heart rate loud enough that it was hard to hear the low moan he made as his hand found it's way between her legs. He could feel her, every, little bit of her. If she didn't want him so badly, she would die of embarrassment, but she did. She wanted him and with his hand, his fingers, feeling everything.. He knew. His head angled until he was breathing against her neck, "you devilish little thing."
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This playlist is so good๐ฉ๐คงโจโค
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Translation (Italian to English) Tesoro = sweetheart Mia Regina = My Queen Ti amo Amelia. Sei mio, che tu lo sappia o no, sei sempre stato mio. Fin da quando ti ho visto quando eravamo bambini, sapevo che saresti stato mio. Mi arrenderei ad ogni alba solo per assistere al calore del tuo sorriso. = find out on Google translate ;) There he was. Zack Summers. I held my gun, aiming it slowly. I bit my tongue, I could do this, right? Don't get me wrong, this is not my first murder, but I used to know Zack Summers. Or at least I thought I did. Ever since he killed my mother I hated him. He was her doctor, couldn't he Save her? I shakily brought the gun to the left, aiming it for his head. I sigh, dropping my gun to the side. I cant do this. A part of me knows I cant. The other part is yelling at me to press the trigger. "Well, well, well Tesoro." A deep voice chuckles from behind me. Zach. "Summers what the fuck are you doing here?!" I pull my gun back up and aim it at him. If that's Zack then who's- Holy shit. Its a trap, its a fucking trap. I press my back against the wall. "Its my house. My room. My bed," he tilts his head and lifts an eyebrow, his Adams apple bobbing. "So you must be my woman?" He smirks, the shadow consuming half of him. "What are you on? I am not one of your hoes." I whisper, my gun still facing him. "Relax Tesoro." He laughs, "So, why didn't you pull the trigger." He asks. My heart bangs against my chest. "I was aiming." I say firmly, obliviously lying. "I'm not stupid, Amelia." He says. "Well you learn something everyday." I mutter, holding the gun higher to match his chest. "Stop lying, would you? Its getting quite annoying. Now answer my question, why didn't you shoot." "I-I wanted to get you in the perfect position." I lie. Zack inches closer, he grabs my chin. "Don't lie to me." He whispers before kissing me. Its embarrassing how much he has an effect on me. I wrap my hand around his neck, pulling him closer. He pulls away, "What a liar. If I recall correctly, you didn't want to be one of my... Hoes." "Oh, shut up." I roll my eyes, pushing him away and crossing my arms. "Well Amelia, you are under my roof." "So?" "So, your mine until you leave." He chuckles, grabbing my waist. "I hate you." I whisper. "Again with the lies, Mia Regina." He mutters, caressing my lower lip with his thumb. "Ti amo Amelia. Sei mio, che tu lo sappia o no, sei sempre stato mio. Fin da quando ti ho visto quando eravamo bambini, sapevo che saresti stato mio. Mi arrenderei ad ogni alba solo per assistere al calore del tuo sorriso." He whispers before kissing me. I want this, I want him.
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Omgggg this is literally my playlistttt!!!๐
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pov writers I love you
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Devouring this playlist
