— Her fingers lingered beneath his chin, tilting it up to meet her gaze. “Tell me, should I be flattered or should I have you arrested for impersonating a senior officer?”

— “Well, darling. I must say, you’ve got the lipstick right.” She reached up, straightening his collar with deliberate care before leaning closer, her lips curving into a teasing smirk. “Though I don’t recall giving you permission to wear my favourite skirt.” —

Peggy’s brows shot up the moment she caught sight of her rather unexpected doppelgänger, a look of utter disbelief quickly giving way to an amused, dangerous little smile. She slowly circled him, her own heels clicking against the floor as she inspected every last detail. —

Imitation is the highest form of flattery. I must say, darling, you wear it well.

/ I can’t breathe. I’m on the floor. wtf have you done.

Tommy hasn’t allowed me any clues as to what he’s dressing up as. I’m slightly concerned as to what it might be. #CodeNameHalloween

I wasn’t prepared to be upstaged so early! Absolutely gorgeous, Ellie.

Wolf whistles from the left. “Who invited this bombshell?”

☠️Ahoy, you scurvy lot! 🏴‍☠️ Welcome aboard! The ship is ready, the rum is accounted for, and there’s plenty of room for a few more miscreants aboard this vessel. Don’t forget to use #CodeNameHalloween so we don’t loose you overboard.

— allowing inches down her throat until the tip of the slender nose touched the trimmed hair. Not able to hold such a length so deep for long, she pulled back to gasp for air. Strings of saliva pulling between.

— the pink head, the veins throbbed with Thomas’s utter desire. Determined to make her point, as she always was with anything when it came to what she could do — although that was mostly with her professional life. The highly competitive nature had Peggy pushing forward, —

He might have hesitated, but it wasn’t going to stop her. He asked for proof that she could handle him more than anyone else. Had anyone else been allowed to have him in this way? Tongue flicking against the tip, surrounding taste buds with a salty substance. Suckling against —

I cross my heart.

“Good morning, you.” Squeezing him into a hug whilst eyeing the box for the decorations. “There’s some treasure in here.” #CodeNameHallowen

You picked out a good dress.