M A R I A   S T A R K
mother & wife
canon divergent
indie marvel rp
multi-verse/ship

semi-private & selective brought to life by
manon

established 2013
rebooted 9/2014, 8/30/15 & 4/1/16



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ELIZABETH MARCH
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4 yrs as maria, 6 yrs on tumblr.
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         Now was the moment where he chuckled and no, it was not because he was finally giving in to the fact it was all a tease to poke a little fun, but it was a laugh of enjoyment having to show his dear wife that he meant what he said, that this was actually no tease at all, but a true ADVENTURE he wanted to e m b a r k on with Maria. 

        “ Don’t believe me, darling? C’mon do I ever say something I don’t mean? 

         He knew the answer to that IMMEDIATELY after he said it. There were many times he had said something and either meant nothing at all of it or meant the complete opposite. However, he knew in his mind, whether she did or not, that he meant whole-heartedly what he had said about having a grand ole time with whipped cream and this gem, in that moment not talking about himself but Maria. Howard kissed her again on her neck, gently giving a nip at it before stepping away, his fingers trailing slowly off of her body as he moved over to the refrigerator, searching around it for a minute before letting out an ‘ah-ha’ as he found the can of whipped cream that was placed on the side door along with other condiments. Standing straight up and giving it a little shake as his eyes went to Maria giving her a wink. 

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        “ I just think whipped cream would look  r a v i s h i n g on you, darling.  His words were low and–seductive placing the bottle next to the sink, as he went back to loving on her, his arms snaking around her waist and pulling her away from the sink and closer to him. An ENTICING smile gracing his lips as he leaned into kiss her deeply, fingers slightly digging in her sides, nothing to hurt her of course, but to keep her right there with him, no space between them. 

          she’ll hum at the question, for howard has a point; sort of. it’s the times that he does keep his word that she wishes he wouldn’t. but for now, maria will simply nod, not wanting to ruin the moment they’ve got going. after all, such intimate and playful gestures aren’t exactly routine for them; they’re a rarity.   ❛ what are you getting at, amore? ❜   turning around, howard is already busying himself with locating the whipped cream. her arms will cross over her chest now as she leans back against the sink, but the smile on her pout will tell him just how interested she is now in what’s to come. quirking a brow at his wink, she’ll even give a small giggle.

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          ❛ is that so, howard? ❜   is her response, but her arms will lift and wrap around his neck loosely as he closes the space between them and pulls her in for a kiss. it’s deep and passionate, and she knows exactly what he intends to come from it, from the usage of whipped cream. tilting her head ever so slightly, her tongue will daringly trace along his lower lip, the italian silently asking for entrance as she squeezes her eyes shut in the heat of the moment.