Magnus scrolled through the video, biting his lip, as he cut out the longer pauses when he was looking for something.
He had to admit that it was getting easier to edit them and it gave him something to do. After his injury it had been become harder to find something that he wanted to do afterwards. He had done some cooking and he had done some freelance detective work, but with the shut downs and everything else occurring in the world, he had just wanted to retreat.
He never thought he would be in this situation.
Henry pushed his side and Magnus laughed, “Yes Henry, don’t worry, you’re still in here.”
The comments under the videos seemed to enjoy Henry’s inclusions in the video. Even though most of the time Henry was just running in and out of the kitchen and Magnus’ voice was always ‘Henry! Henry stop it! Henry no. Good boy.’ and 'Yes, I will give you a treat’. Although some of the comments seemed to enjoy them a little toomuch.
But it had been a few months and he was surprised how much he could make from it, not enough to go wild, but enough that he could buy a better camera and even a microphone. It was nice, research and work again.
He leaned back and he pressed the button for rendering, the video for a baked salmon with puff pastry uploading. And then he leaned forward, typing in the description:
'After reading Evan Shem’s new book I wondered what Ella would eat on a night off and I imagine her to be a salmon fan, so this video is for Ella.’
“This is for the rest of the week,” he said with a chuckle. “I can’t help but plan meals when I go to the shop.”
And he held her face and kissed her.
“I’m sorry I took so long.”
And Magnus was kissing her again and he was holding her waist and he was smiling against her lips as he pulled back and nuzzled his nose against hers.
“So, do you want to eat or do you… want me to eat?”
Because God, he could do that again.
The power this man was going to have over her…
It was a thought in the back of her mind, but she was just too enthralled to let it come to the front.
Right now he was kissing her, he was smiling, he was nuzzling her and she never wanted him to stop.
“You first…” she said as she lifted her leg up to caress his leg. “I win either way…” she giggled and her mouth caught his. She made a small moan into him as she kissed him.
“Did you get them? Can we… do it all?” she asked as she moved her head slightly to let him kiss her neck.
Magnus scrolled through the video, biting his lip, as he cut out the longer pauses when he was looking for something.
He had to admit that it was getting easier to edit them and it gave him something to do. After his injury it had been become harder to find something that he wanted to do afterwards. He had done some cooking and he had done some freelance detective work, but with the shut downs and everything else occurring in the world, he had just wanted to retreat.
He never thought he would be in this situation.
Henry pushed his side and Magnus laughed, “Yes Henry, don’t worry, you’re still in here.”
The comments under the videos seemed to enjoy Henry’s inclusions in the video. Even though most of the time Henry was just running in and out of the kitchen and Magnus’ voice was always ‘Henry! Henry stop it! Henry no. Good boy.’ and 'Yes, I will give you a treat’. Although some of the comments seemed to enjoy them a little toomuch.
But it had been a few months and he was surprised how much he could make from it, not enough to go wild, but enough that he could buy a better camera and even a microphone. It was nice, research and work again.
He leaned back and he pressed the button for rendering, the video for a baked salmon with puff pastry uploading. And then he leaned forward, typing in the description:
'After reading Evan Shem’s new book I wondered what Ella would eat on a night off and I imagine her to be a salmon fan, so this video is for Ella.’
He sighed as he looked at her, a smile crossing his face.
“It’s frankly difficult for me to not do more now,” he admitted to her. “But we’re not ready for that.”
Magnus leaned in and kissed her softly.
“You’re cold,” he said to her. “We should… get you dressed and I’ll put the fire on, and we have leftovers so we can just eat that for dinner.”
And he was making plans without moving from where he was.
“And you’ll sleep out here and I’ll sleep on my bed and nothing else will happen today.”
Rebecka turned on her side toward him, supporting her head with her arm.
“I like being close to you,” she said as she rested her hand on his chest. “I like it a lot.”
And she leaned over and kissed him softly. She sighed into him as she reached up and touched his jaw.
She wanted to sleep next to him, even if all they did was sleep. After what he had done for her, how he had made her feel… she wanted to fall asleep next to him.
“So… do you not want to sleep with me because you don’t trust me?” she smiled against his lips. “You aren’t wrong if you think I might have a hard time controlling myself with you.”
Her fingertips gently caressed his face.
He had heard her scream, he had watched her. He would have an idea how much she wanted him.
“But what if I promise not to take advantage of you…” she smiled devilishly at him as she pressed her body against him.
Okay so i might lose ppl for this sexy nsfw-ish pic i did of my OC Demar. But also i added a new tatto on his arm which is a dedication to his dad (whom died 8 months prior to his solo). And also here I aged him 32, which around this time he threatened to leave the boyz. He’s wearing a metallic silver crop top and matching bikini briefs.
IF YOU DON’T LIKE MY OC THEN SCROLL THE HELL PAST IT.
