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@midnightprestige.bsky.social
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𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓅𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎.
Pinned
“ good morning. ”
she pulled back with a grin before placing a soft peck on his lips.
“ coffee, just how you like. ”
she pulled back with a grin before placing a soft peck on his lips.
“ coffee, just how you like. ”
He had to turn his automatic defensive response off just for this.
He's okay with that because coffee and affection.
He's okay with that because coffee and affection.
she’s sliding @crimsxnspartan.bsky.social a cup of jetfuel before coating his cheek with kisses.
January 30, 2026 at 10:49 AM
“ good morning. ”
she pulled back with a grin before placing a soft peck on his lips.
“ coffee, just how you like. ”
she pulled back with a grin before placing a soft peck on his lips.
“ coffee, just how you like. ”
she’s sliding @crimsxnspartan.bsky.social a cup of jetfuel before coating his cheek with kisses.
January 30, 2026 at 10:41 AM
she’s sliding @crimsxnspartan.bsky.social a cup of jetfuel before coating his cheek with kisses.
haven’t even asked me out yet ~
January 30, 2026 at 10:40 AM
haven’t even asked me out yet ~
don’t.
i like you shirtless.
i like you shirtless.
January 30, 2026 at 10:33 AM
don’t.
i like you shirtless.
i like you shirtless.
i am.
what are you going to do about it?
what are you going to do about it?
January 30, 2026 at 10:24 AM
i am.
what are you going to do about it?
what are you going to do about it?
“ a little. honestly, i’m just enjoying you. ”
the brunette nodded with a soft smile.
the brunette nodded with a soft smile.
He repressed a slight shiver at the feeling of slender delicate hands running over the hard planes of muscle throughout his back. Still, as foreign as the affection was, he didn’t mind.
“Are you tired?”
“Are you tired?”
a nod as she just held him close. fingers running up and down his back as a soft yawn escaped the witch.
January 30, 2026 at 10:14 AM
“ a little. honestly, i’m just enjoying you. ”
the brunette nodded with a soft smile.
the brunette nodded with a soft smile.
legs crossing.
innocently.
innocently.
January 30, 2026 at 10:13 AM
legs crossing.
innocently.
innocently.
legs are okay to think about.
January 30, 2026 at 10:11 AM
legs are okay to think about.
you alright there, pretty?
January 30, 2026 at 10:03 AM
you alright there, pretty?
January 30, 2026 at 9:56 AM
Reposted by 𝒁𝒂𝓉𝒂𝓃𝓃𝒂 ꩜
crap. i'm in love.
January 29, 2026 at 9:06 PM
crap. i'm in love.
she’s so smitten.
January 29, 2026 at 6:51 PM
she’s so smitten.
mmm,
she’s awake.
she’s awake.
January 29, 2026 at 6:10 PM
mmm,
she’s awake.
she’s awake.
a nod as she just held him close. fingers running up and down his back as a soft yawn escaped the witch.
“Okay. Then…I think I will just lie here for a bit.”
The chance to actually just rest and not have anything expected of him is something extremely rare.
The chance to actually just rest and not have anything expected of him is something extremely rare.
“ it’s very okay. you don’t need to do anything. you can simply do what you want. ”
Zatanna fave a smile as fingers softly worked through those blonde locks. taking tender time and care.
Zatanna fave a smile as fingers softly worked through those blonde locks. taking tender time and care.
January 29, 2026 at 6:09 PM
a nod as she just held him close. fingers running up and down his back as a soft yawn escaped the witch.
“ it’s very okay. you don’t need to do anything. you can simply do what you want. ”
Zatanna fave a smile as fingers softly worked through those blonde locks. taking tender time and care.
Zatanna fave a smile as fingers softly worked through those blonde locks. taking tender time and care.
He wasn’t used to being touched with any sort of gentleness, but he liked it, looking down at her with his glowing red eyes as she pushed strands of long blonde hair out of his face.
“Is this…okay? Do I need to do anything?”
“Is this…okay? Do I need to do anything?”
the witch simply adore the affection. the warmth thar washed over her as blue hues opened to look at him.
fingers cautiously moving to brush locks away from his face.
fingers cautiously moving to brush locks away from his face.
January 29, 2026 at 8:31 AM
“ it’s very okay. you don’t need to do anything. you can simply do what you want. ”
Zatanna fave a smile as fingers softly worked through those blonde locks. taking tender time and care.
Zatanna fave a smile as fingers softly worked through those blonde locks. taking tender time and care.
the witch simply adore the affection. the warmth thar washed over her as blue hues opened to look at him.
fingers cautiously moving to brush locks away from his face.
fingers cautiously moving to brush locks away from his face.
Slowly, carefully, he slipped one large arm around her, just enough to be close but not enough to trap her.
fingers now trail up and down his back gently as her own eyes shut.
January 29, 2026 at 6:25 AM
the witch simply adore the affection. the warmth thar washed over her as blue hues opened to look at him.
fingers cautiously moving to brush locks away from his face.
fingers cautiously moving to brush locks away from his face.
fingers now trail up and down his back gently as her own eyes shut.
He doesn’t mind. He’s just not used to actually…resting.
This is a good change.
This is a good change.
hope he doesn’t mind being held.
he’s just so warm and … she likes this.
he’s just so warm and … she likes this.
January 29, 2026 at 6:16 AM
fingers now trail up and down his back gently as her own eyes shut.
hope he doesn’t mind being held.
he’s just so warm and … she likes this.
he’s just so warm and … she likes this.
He’s not particularly tired but he has no issue with just…lying here. Keeping her company. It’s nice to rest for a bit.
fingers gently moved through his locks as she nodded. eyes closed.
January 29, 2026 at 6:03 AM
hope he doesn’t mind being held.
he’s just so warm and … she likes this.
he’s just so warm and … she likes this.
🔮 honestly don’t feel good rn. 🫠
January 29, 2026 at 5:20 AM
🔮 honestly don’t feel good rn. 🫠
plopping down.
sipping wine right from the bottle.
sipping wine right from the bottle.
January 29, 2026 at 5:18 AM
plopping down.
sipping wine right from the bottle.
sipping wine right from the bottle.
fingers gently moved through his locks as she nodded. eyes closed.
Climbing in with her. He’s so big that he’s just about on top of her, like an oversized cat.
“Warm. This is nice.”
“Warm. This is nice.”
cue her scooting over.
January 29, 2026 at 5:08 AM
fingers gently moved through his locks as she nodded. eyes closed.