Gentle Love - Tumblr Posts
With the windows rolled up high leaving just a crack, cigarette smoke in our lungs, back and forth because we won't stop kissing long enough for it to fill the air around us, stars bright out and we cruising to THE DAWN LIGHT - Grand Day of Days..
NIGHT DRIVE.
dear writers who are slower/take more time with their writing or writers who are on hiatus or writers who are trying to find their voice again, i see you and i love you and you are valid
I wish all writers who haven’t been able to write in a long time bc of depression a very I love u and I promise u will write again
gentle body worship. where you just kiss and nibble when exploring each other’s skin. appreciating how beautiful the other person’s body is.
If your top love language is physical touch, and so is mine; why aren’t we holding hands?
Running fingers through course yet soft hair, tracing finger tips across skin, soft kisses turning into rough passionate kisses. Forehead kisses. Intertwining fingers. Arm around waist. Pulling each other closer.
Fuck that’s all I want. Lay your head in my lap and let me play with your hair as you fall asleep, feeling forever loved. Wrap your arms around me and never let me go.
human connection & understanding >>>>>>
Could you do "complimenting the features you love most about you lover" and "getting lost in their eyes" with Toto Wolff with wife reader please? Thanks!!! :))
YES, COMPLETELY YES
All the things that make up you.
Amid a storm of messages and calls from his personal assistant, Toto was forced to turn off his cell phone while he watched his wife's master's degree presentation. Nothing was more important than her at that moment.
"Is mommy going to talk now, dad?" Jack questioned, trying to stand up on the chair to see the platform.
"Yes, do you want to see her?"
"YES! I WANT IT!" Jack literally shouted from the auditorium, attracting attention, Toto apologized and walked with him to the side of the auditorium, where he could put his son on his shoulders and help you see the stage.
Toto saw how nervous she was, moving the papers on the lectern several times, and he also saw her immediately calm down when she found them. He smiled at her, conveying strength.
Toto was so proud of her. Y/N took a deep breath and began to speak, explaining her thesis and all its foundations; officially Toto didn't understand anything she was saying, but damn, she was so sure, so confident that he didn't need to understand to believe it.
And fuck, he loved her confidence, Y/N was good at a lot of what she set out to do.
Jack waved to his mother when Y/N looked in their direction, the woman gave a big smile, without stopping explaining. And Toto got lost in the performance, just watching how well his wife looked there.
By God how he loved her.
Toto loved her intelligence, all the random facts she discovered just to tell him, he loved the fact that she still got emotional over his favorite movie. Toto loved her for supporting his career, even though she had to be a mother, wife, student, and almost full-time professional. Toto loved her strange laugh, the way she wrinkled her nose when she read and also loved her when she organized things by color, or when she 'tidyed' her office and changed the order of things. He loved her when everything seemed to fall on their heads, or when she blamed him for her absence.
Toto loved the way she smiled, he loved how she was an excellent mother and wife, he loved her body, with all the curves and marks of pregnancy. Toto loved her arrogantly and soberly and loved her drunk and bold.
I loved her eyes, which seemed to shine like the whole fucking sun, those eyes that saw into his soul, the eyes that sparkled with anger when he forgot the towel on the bed, or that reflected all the love she felt. Toto loved her eyes, he got lost in them every time, Y/N had the look that left him lost, drowned and chained to her. Those eyes conveyed everything he had ever wanted his entire life: the luck of a peaceful love with a woman who turned his life upside down every day and made him feel grateful for it.
He came out of his reverie when applause sounded throughout the auditorium, Y/N thanked him with waves and hugged the teachers on the panel before going down towards Jack and him. The boy barely had time for Toto to congratulate him on his performance, before Jack jumped on his mother's lap, saying which parts he liked best.
"Can I come again, mommy?!" The little boy asked, his eyes shining in the same way his mother's shone when she was euphoric.
"Not yet, darling" she laughed, kissing her son's chubby cheeks. “Mommy needs a break from studying for now.”
She balanced her son on her lap and finally turned to her husband.
"So? What did you think?"
"Excellent, I knew you would be great today" Toto assured, wrapping her in his arms. "You're always great, liebe"
"You trust my potential too much, Torger" Y/N replied shyly.
"If you saw yourself the way I see you, you would understand" He spoke and Y/N just mouthed, not knowing how to respond. "You're wonderful, love, I'm so lucky to have you."
"Toto..." She whimpered, making him laugh and kiss her forehead. "You're going to make me cry, Torger!"
"You can't blame me for loving you, woman! It's inevitable!"
He smiled wider when he saw her lip quiver with emotion.
"For everything that is sacred, I love you, woman and I hope that I can lose myself every day in everything that your eyes make clear to me"
Y/N didn't even answer him, just kissed him, too touched to be able to think of anything. Both only broke the kiss when Jack complained.
"I'm very, very, very proud of you, liebe. Maybe I'm the one who should brag here, maybe be your trophy husband? That sounds good to me."
She laughed loudly
"I think we can negotiate this, husband"
I liked this, a lot! We all love seeing this man completely surrendered to his wife, so we have to give the world a piece of that paradise.
You're the one who asked, I hope it met your expectations, I really appreciate the ask ♡
