⠀ just give me 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.ᐟ ⠀

on her knees. or at the very least, on her back for him.

he does his best, ‘cause they mean the most to him. speaking of giving, he’s got plenty to give her right about now—.

she knows there’s plenty more where that came from. real pent up tonight.

post-practice mood.

oh? tell him more.

then he’s doing something right.

because it’s true. . .?

take it as a ‘how about nothing instead?’

and what about it.

oh, good. then she won’t mind being ****** into ********, then.

relatable. was considering a livestream tonight, if she was busy. but if she isn’t—?

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well, hello to her, too.

⠀ just give me 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.ᐟ ⠀

/ flipping this account to a nsfw!alt of @ardentrenegade.bsky.social. have done my best to clear out my follower list here so no one is subjected to seeing anything they don’t wish to. ( i wish you could make bsky accts private, smh. ) in any event, do with this info what you will. x

christmas market? hell yeah, sign him up. he could use some fresh baking and new ornaments.

sure, sure — props to her. but ella’s definitely doing all the heavy lifting in that photo.

daddy daughter time.

he’ll take her word for it. he’ll have to find something to keep the little one busy for a few hours.

sure? he’s never been to a spa before, so he’ll let her take the lead on it all.

would kill for one.

real.

no, he’s not asking her to move. he’s just surprised. in a good way. . . .he tries?

o-oh. well, it’s nice to see her, too. he’s glad she feels comfortable with him. honestly, he’s kinda fuckin’ exhausted, too.

yes? can he help her with something?

well, good for her. he tries to, but life’s expensive with a kid. ( not that he’s complaining in any way, it’s just a fact. ) he’s just ( saying ). suppose there’s always floo powder, too. and portkeys.

he might be able to afford luton, but certainly not london. yeah? has her flying improved since the last time they talked?

ah, gotcha. damn, in london? too rich for his blood, but good for her. they’ll come visit(?)

fair enough. well, she can always room with him, if needed. assuming the broomsticks doesn’t have an open room.

that sounds like the opposite of a problem.

. . .right. got it, for sure. well, he wouldn’t be much help anyway, given his current state. have fun(?)

and the award for the world’s tiredest professor goes to. . .

oh? and can he ask what for? ‘cause he’s a nosy bitch.

. . .friday?

gonna have to do it again sometime.

feeling a bit rough today, what with his ( commitment ) coming up in a few days. but he’ll manage; he always does.

she ( will ). just by existing, and being herself. it’s fine. she always looks good, so—.

whatever the hell she wants. it’s just him, not the bloody king.

unless she asks him not to—? as long as there’s somewhere for the little one to sleep.

👀

good, it worked, then. the potion.

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he’s just the right amount of tall.

almost sunday, so close enough.

he knows no such thing; he isn’t a mind reader. but he has always found her exceptionally pretty.

that’s a shame. she piqued his curiosity with that.

🤨

weekend trip to london town.

fair enough, but she sure shouldn’t feel like she needs to impress him. he knows. that’s why he’s getting one for himself, too.