Tell Me More
NC-17 for sex in a public place, kinda UST, dirty talk, phone sex
Guys, I had the ultimate Tumblr dream last night.
I went on a ghost hunt with Dean, Tony Stark, and some scholarly looking Benedict Cumberbatch character (Sherlock-y hair but ginger, round glasses, waistcoat, the whole shebang). But it turned out it was some sort of banshee, and after a while it was clear she had the hots for me, so I talked to her and gave her a cupcake.
Seriously, dream me? You’re surrounded by three hot guys, and you go for the undead killer girl? I really don’t understand me sometimes.
Even Tony acted scandalised when we found out what she wanted so I said to him, “People can’t fall only for you all the time”. Ha. Didn’t like the sound of that one bit, he did.
(Also, I think Tom Hiddleston also appeared at one point during the little seminar Tony and I attended for cover. It was weird.)
… when you have a dream where you have an affair with a guy who starts out as Tom Hiddleston, morphs into Benedict Cumberbatch along the way, and then turns into Michael Fassbender when he dumps you.
Which, I guess, speaks volumes about my subconscious opinion of Michael Fassbender.
Still. So much dirty, dirty sex.
I’d be scared shit but I’d go
Not to burst all your bubbles or anything, but…Tom handed you *A* room key. It doesn’t say that it’s *his* room key. You enter the room, expecting Tom…but there’s no one there except a very confused man named Steve with a moustache.
Who cares? I’d totally bang Steve, too.